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the Project	By : theLureln Category: +M through R > Magic: The Gathering Views: 11901 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Magic the Gathering characters or settings, anything else is mine. This story is not being written for profit.

Chapter List
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Six weeks later, Lorissa's life was anything but boring. She'd gotten an indirect promotion in the guild. Her frequent visits from Niv-Mizzet had drawn the attention of higher ranking mages in the League and as a result one had offered her a position in his lab. The work was part time and mostly consisted of her fetching items needed for experiments. But Tabozav was an archmage so he could have told her to clean his house and she might have done it. A position as his assistant was an incredible advancement, even if she was only helping half the day and doing menial tasks.
            Her evenings were still spent in the library, and the Firemind still had an unsettling habit of popping in on her. She was convinced he only visited her because he knew it made her uneasy. That wasn't to say she didn't enjoy his company. He was, of course, the most brilliant being she'd ever spoken to and the conversations they had were always enlightening. But she was more interested in the sheer number of stories he'd accrued over the centuries. She probably appealed to the dragon's vanity with her endless requests for tales from his past, but any being who had been around over fifteen thousand years was definitely worth pestering for information. She had always been fascinated by history and he had an almost endless supply of it.
            Unfortunately he always had questions for her as well and they usually had to do with her personal life. He asked about her family, friends, boyfriends. Two out of three she could tell him about, albeit reluctantly. He was quite intrigued by the fact that her relatives were members of so many different guilds. As usual she had no boyfriend to speak of so that subject was quickly exhausted every time he brought it up. She had no idea why he wanted to know about her life, unless it was to simply hear about a human's activities. The dragon was a researcher first and foremost, she'd never understand how his ancient mind worked.
            It was rather embarrassing having to admit she was still single. She wasn't even getting laid on a frequent basis. She hadn't been with anyone since the disastrous, mind blowing quickie with Jace at New Prahv. He had once again vanished and she was mad enough at him that she didn't even care. He was such a selfish bastard, showing up to take what he wanted and then making her feel terrible for giving it to him. He'd had the gall to tell her what they'd done was unacceptable, after the fact of course. Thinking about it still made her want to hit him in the face. If she never saw him again it wouldn't hurt her feelings at all.
            None of this changed the fact he was still the most magnetic, sexy man she'd ever met in her life and he gave her pleasure unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. Part of her was worried if she saw him she'd forgive him the minute he touched her. After all it had happened once already. Granted her list of grievances with him had been shorter but she really shouldn't have just fallen into his arms last time. Besides the obvious disaster at the end of the encounter with him, she'd been late for dinner and her parents had grilled her about her tardy appearance. Her mother had no memory of seeing Jace outside of New Prahv which Lorissa found distinctly odd. Telling the truth was out of the question, but she made her lie as close to it as possible, saying she ran into someone she knew on the street and lost track of time.
            The only good thing about the rendezvous, besides the fantastic sex of course, was no one had seen them. The illusion he'd cast had more or less disintegrated by the time they finished and it was an incredible stroke of luck they hadn't been spotted by anyone. Well as far as she knew. She wasn't a member of the Senate but she realized if anyone had seen them the news would have reached her mother's ears and Salinda would have definitely torn into her about it. As an only girl she'd been raised with some pretty strict guidelines. To be fair she usually followed them, it was just Jace who seemed to be able to make her so insensate. And if her mother knew, her brothers would too. She could just imagine the wrath of the cleric twins. They could lay on the guilt as well as her mother and with a good deal harsher language. She didn't even want to consider what her father would do. The Boros guildmage would probably take to the streets searching for Jace.
            Thinking of her brothers reminded her that she was supposed to meet up with Peyrn and Pardic to go over plans for her parents upcoming anniversary. She finished her filing in the library and charted out her list of chores to do for Tabozav in the morning before heading over to the Church of Deals. She decided to stop by her place and feed Nix in case planning with her brothers ran late. It seemed likely if only because they often got stuck at work, which was why she was meeting them there in the first place. The Pride lion was overjoyed to see her as usual, and during their normal play session he accidentally tore her skirt so she changed out of her work clothes into a dress. At work she liked to look conservative in order to be taken seriously, but on her own time she looked much more feminine. This dress was a vibrant blue and had a sweetheart neckline held up by delicate spaghetti straps with an empire waist that accented her tiny size. The skirt fell to the knee in a perfectly proper fashion, but the material was translucent enough to show a dim outline of her legs. She slid on a pair of pretty wedge sandals that tied around her ankles with ribbons and then set off to meet her brothers.
            When she got to the church she was greeted by a friend of Pardic who was nice enough to escort her to where her brothers were standing guard that night. The two big blond men grinned when they saw her approaching, Pardic exchanged pleasantries with his coworker while Peyrn crushed her in a bear hug.
            "Little sister you clean up nice," he teased her.
            Lorissa beamed at him before swatting his cheek. "Is this your way of trying to butter me up before giving me bad news?"
            "The champion's meeting is running late," Pardic said as he gave her a hug of greeting as well.
            "Lucky for you I figured something like this would happen," she replied, digging a notepad out of the purse she was carrying. "Let's go over a list of locations for the party."
            The two men exchanged pained glances but there was no way she was going to let them out of helping her with the planning. She forced them to drag a small table over by the entryway they were posted at, then sat down at it and began making lists of people to invite, food to order and gift ideas. The twins contributed more than she thought they would, but they were bored guarding the door to the inner sanctum chamber and grateful for the distraction. A couple of hours had passed when that same door swung open and Teysa Karlov walked out. Peyrn and Pardic snapped to attention immediately, but she waved at them to stand down and turned to look at Lorissa.
            "I presume you know these two, or you never would have gotten this close to the door," Teysa said, referring to the fact that the twins were fearsome battle clerics more than capable of taking down a girl her size.
            "They're my brothers," she answered, earning a smile from the other woman who was clearly amused how a tiny brunette could be related to the two towering blonds.
            "Well they're off duty as of now," Teysa commented before continuing on her way out the door. "But they'll have to pay for the visit at some point."
            It was only then that Lorissa got a look at the person exiting behind the Orzhov champion. He loomed out of the shadows as impossibly handsome as ever, dressed in his customary cape and armor, the sigils gleaming in the dim interior. He was studying a parchment in his hands and in spite of her resolve to keep away from him she couldn't resist drinking in the sight of him while he was distracted. His broad shoulders made her knees weak, the way the chest plate conformed to his torso reminding her of the athletic shape underneath. The belt circling his narrow waist held up the sash that hid the instrument of her demise but she could still see it in her memory so she quickly glanced down the length of his sleekly muscled legs. His tall, lean form made her fingers itch to touch every inch of him. She had to get out of there before he knew she was there. She returned her gaze to his face at the same time he looked up to check his surroundings.
            His eyes locked on her and he came to a complete stop as he slowly lowered the paper he was holding. He didn't seem surprised to see her, instead his expression was almost resigned as if their meeting was inevitable.
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