Tarlaka, feeling a little guilty, annoyed and just chipper all at the same time. Shaking her head and rolling her eyes slightly at Sebastians comment about how good she was at keeping him warm, he trailed off to say he’d take Seiteki to the nursery and then ‘hang out’ in her room. Tarlaka just about laughed when Sebastian turned around and asked about Akkiel. Did he seriously not know of Akkiel? The red haired man-whore-king of Adela? Ah, Tarlaka had a silly grin on her face, her hands on her hips and her wings opened slightly, relaxed, on her back, just about to tell Sebastian exactly who Akkiel was. When an unfamiliar voice rose up behind her, instantly she scolded herself for being so careless, for not having her sword, or her being in her armor. The black feathers fluffed up and she slowly turned around, her hands feeling empty while she stared at this stranger.
How did he know she was the Commander? Oh. Her name. His name was different, and it didn’t suit him. A slight frown formed on her face and she looked over her shoulder at Sebastian for a moment. “Take Seiteki to the nursery, and… Go have a nap or something. And <I>no</I> I won’t be joining you.� Her voice was dry and unamused while she looked at this… Male. She’d have enough of <I>males</I> today. This one just pissed her off, more do than Denkou, which was amazing. “Well, Welcome to Adela Castle, Angel. I’m Tarlaka, but you already knew that, didn’t you? I’d say I’m the commander of the army, but you know that, too.� Taking a few elegant steps closer, she opened her wings a little, making her shadow bigger and her presence larger, making her known, and hopefully at least a little intimidating.
She placed a hand on her hip and looked at this Angel fellow bordly. Hmm… So, the man-whore of a king was back, probably at some brothel getting laid. Rolling her eyes slightly at the ‘his leisure’ comment, she smiled brightly at Angel, even when he suggested she get on her uniform. “Tsk tsk, Mr. Angel… “ the Mr before his name held a very obvious mocking tone to it “You should know better than tell a lady what to do. Specially one who knows how to weild a sword.� Tarlaka moved so she was behind him, one arm folded across her chest, the other lightly touching her lips. “I don’t know about the embarrassment part. If you do recall where children come from, I’d say it was an accomplishment. I don’t know about you, Mr.Angel, but I don’t think you’re man enough to give birth. Though, I will take you up on that uniform suggestion, I was <I>just</I> about to go do that!� Tarlaka, on her way past Angel to go into the castle opened the wing closest to him, wide, so, on her way past… It smacked him.
On the trail towards the castle, she said, loud enough to hear “<I>King</I> Akkiel, arrive at his leisure. Ha. <I>My ass</I>�, she flashed a feral smile over her shoulder, which obviously told his Angel fellow that she would go out and find him her self. Screw his… Screws! He was needed here, at the Castle. Quickly, Tarlaka rushed to her room to put on her only set of clean armor, a set that hasn’t been used yet. It was much more… Pointy than the previous Adelan Armor, and darker, a much more dark look to it. Oh well, she’d put this away once her other armor was cleaned of baby spit up. Once she was fully suited up, with the help of a maid because the wing slots where hell alone, she put her swords on her belt and rushed to the stables to get a horse and leave the castle in search of her favourite man-whore. Besides Sebastian, at least Sebastian was a nice man-whore. Tarlaka didn’t notice Sebastian on her way to the room, so, he was either there and unseen, or still playing with Seiteki, probably that one.
Tarlaka looked up at the horse that was all ready and saddled for her, and wondered if she could even sit on them anymore. Oh well, finding and chewing out Akkiel would be worth any … pain… from horse riding. She could just imagine the look of horror on his face after seeing her bust into whichever abode he was in.
The bastard.