Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Mar 19, 2021 14:18:21 GMT -5
( If I don't get it up by the end of the day, we'll do that. xD )
☆~☆~☆ ( Sure do. xD
Tank'a! ;D )
In answer, Seth stole his beer back from Anya, took a swig, and handed it back. "Yeah, I'm ready." He took a step toward the stage, then suddenly flipped around and moved closer to Anya instead. He pitched his voice so only she would hear. "Don't stop having fun, okay?" He knew it was a long shot, but hopefully it would be enough.
He let his fingers brush hers briefly before turning away again. He met Felix's gaze as he went by and asked, "You gonna hang out here?" What he really meant: Are you going to stay with her?
☆~☆~☆ ( Eh, it's sort of right. Like, you're not wrong, that's just not the main reason he's being an idiot. The boy is still keeping secrets. xD )
"Morgan!" Cami had spotted them. "Thank the gods you're here! Can you talk some sense into this idiot? Or maybe beat it into him?"
"Cami," Cresseida chided, but she didn't sound disagreeing. It was simply her job as mother to say that, so she did.
Morgan doubt he could talk or beat anything into Callum, but he nodded. "I'll try. Could you, maybe... give us a minute?"
They nodded — well, Cresseida did. Cami was still glaring at Callum — and headed deeper into the tent, Cresseida practically dragging Cami away. They went far enough that they were out of earshot, and Morgan saw someone, probably the healer, step out of the shadows to speak with them.
Morgan turned to Callum. "Cal—"
"Why is she here?" Callum was staring coldly at Kyra.
"Because I asked her to come," Morgan snapped, his temper slipping the leash earlier than anticipated. He took a deep breath and tried to rein it back in. "Why won't you let someone heal you, Callum?"
He slowly dragged his gaze from Kyra to Morgan. He said nothing.
Morgan wanted to strangle him. "You know the silent treatment won't work on me. I'll just get more annoying the longer you're quiet."
Callum frowned but said, "I'm fine. I don't need a healer."
Morgan let out a sound of frustration and waved a hand at Callum's torso. "You're covered in blood!" He barely remembered to keep his voice down. "Not only did you get new injuries, you opened your old one too. If you don't need a healer, why isn't that wound already healed, Callum? It's been a week. Callum..." He tried softening his voice. "Tell me what's going on."
Callum held his stare a minute more, then looked away. "No." He said it quietly, stubborn and... resigned. He wasn't keeping secrets because he wanted to. He was keeping secrets because he had to.
Morgan sighed, the fight going out of him. "Then let me heal you."
Callum shot him a disbelieving look. "Your power is death, not healing."
Morgan's hands balled into fists at his sides, like they always did when someone told him what his power was. He forced them to relax before he spoke again. "If we're being technical, it's both and it's neither. The point is, I can heal flesh wounds. Will you let me?"
Callum glanced pointedly at Kyra. "Not here." In other words: not with her here.
Morgan tossed his hands up. "Jeez, Callum. Since when are you self-conscious about taking your shirt off?"
Callum glared at him. "That has nothing to do with it."
"Bullshit. You haven't changed your shirt in front of me since your first fight with Andy. Before that, you couldn't care less if passerby peeked into our tent while you were changing. So what. The hell. Changed?"
Callum stayed silent.
Morgan let out a frustrated growl and turned to Kyra. Trying not to let his temper out on her, he asked, "Could you give us a minute, please?"
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"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Mar 20, 2021 17:44:15 GMT -5
(I think it's safe to say that it's the end of the end, both for yesterday and today. XD)
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Anya lifted her eyes to his as he moved closer and gave her that last piece of advice. She gave him a small nod. She would be fine while he left. It was just a couple of songs, and he would be back.
"Yeah, we're taking a breather, so we'll probably be here for a bit," Felix answered. We'll keep an eye on her, was the unspoken response.
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Kyra stayed planted behind Morgan the entire time, watching and listening. As expected, Callum loathed her presence, which made her smirk. There was nothing like getting under a man's skin, and she took extra pride in annoying Callum. Yet despite his refusal to do anything to help himself with her around, she didn't say anything. Not until Morgan turned to address her. She was tempted to say no, but one look at Morgan's stressed out expression made her think better of giving in to their petty squabbles. "I'll be over here," she said, nodding and moving towards where the Veras' were waiting.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Mar 20, 2021 20:36:15 GMT -5
Hi! I'd be happy to try all of these plots/characters out with you. They all sound amazing, and I can't wait to see them in action.
Okay, so after reading through them all, here is how I see them working with each prompt:
Prompt 1: Indelion. I can already see him and my girl getting into so much trouble while she's a child, and I'm living for that thought. XD
Prompt 5: Sabathiel. This was a hard one to choose since there were so many good ones, but I have a fondness for chaotic characters, and he is the most chaotic out of the others, lol.
Prompt 14: Glaisne! There's no question here. XD
Prompt 15: Chatoyant, for sure! 100% believe this will be the cutest plot for him.
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Mar 20, 2021 23:18:53 GMT -5
( Yeah, but I have started the story, so I think I deserve a bit more time. xD )
☆~☆~☆ Seth nodded his thanks and headed for the stage. He stuck to the edge of the crowd, and when he spotted Ryner he beelined that way.
☆~☆~☆ "Thank you," Morgan called softly after her.
Callum watched her go. "What do you see in her anyway?"
Morgan shot him a dark look. "Leave her alone, Callum. You don't know her, so you don't get to judge her. Besides, you're an even bigger ass than she is."
Callum arched one brow. "How romantic," he said dryly.
Morgan waved him off. "Kyra knows she's a ass. It's hardly an insult. Unless it's coming from you, because you are an ass."
Callum didn't even try to argue that one.
Morgan tried to get them back on track. He stepped closer and angled himself so he was blocking Callum from view of the women. "Now take off your shirt."
He hesitated for only a moment before reaching back and pulling his shirt off. He dropped it beside him on the bed and kept his eyes on Morgan as he took in the injuries now laid bare.
The gash from his first fight had indeed reopened, though it was a shallower cut this time. There was a deep gash across his ribs that had to hurt like hell every time he moved. The slice on his bicep didn't look too bad, and was already showing signs of healing. And the stab wound over his heart was not nearly as deep as one might expect. All together, they made a bloody mess across his torso, but Morgan could see nothing that would make Callum reluctant to go shirtless in front of people.
Morgan chose not to dwell on it or look too hard, lest Callum call a quits on the whole thing. Morgan reached out with his magic for nearby plant life, and siphoned its energy. He placed one hand on Callum's shoulder — hot, as if he were running a fever — and focused on turning that energy into healing magic which he sent through Callum.
A few minutes later, Morgan stepped back. Callum looked as good as new, other than the blood still streaked all over him. He grabbed his shirt and pulled it back on without a word.
"You're welcome," Morgan muttered. He moved back until his legs hit the next cot and sat down heavily. "Will you talk to me now?"
Callum stood up. "No. Thank you," he added. Then he walked away, toward his mother and sister.
Morgan stayed where he was, frowning down at the hand he'd placed on Callum's shoulder. For some reason, his palm still felt hot, as if Callum's fever had spread. Yet it was only where their skin gad made contact that burned.
Something was definitely going on with Callum.
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Post by Ave Domine Nox Noctis on Mar 20, 2021 23:52:47 GMT -5
( Awesome! Glad you like them! ^^ They'll need some tweaking to fit the plots- though I'm wondering if we're winging them or if you already have ideas in mind? I'll share a bit more about their original iterations so you have a better idea of where they're coming from~
Indelion - A dragon and hero king who rarely attends to his kingly duties as he's too busy acting as an errant knight. He also represents the sin of Envy, hence his hoarding and rarely staying in one place for long. There's always someone out there who has something that he'd like to...liberate. In a very honorable fashion, of course~ And no he is not returning your pet rabbit. It is now a Duke and should be addressed as such.
Glaisne - A rather shady exorcist who insists that there is no reason to be suspicious! Sure you saw him in your dreams a couple times...but that probably means you're soulmates! Right? Right! Naturally this means that you need to join him on his ghost slash demon-busting adventures! It isn't weird that he doesn't use holy water...he just thinks Monster energy is just as holy! No actually please don't give that to him he gets hives...
Sabathiel - A winged being who insists that you should have taken proper measures to keep him out if you didn't want him making a full course dinner in your kitchen at 3AM. He's here on a divine mission, he'll have you know. He wasn't 'evicted' from Eden he's just taking an extended vacation because he finds it boring. Oh? He's not an angel- and no he isn't a demon! He's ~Fabulous~ and hungry. What are frittatas and how does he make them?
Chatoyant - A very popular young celebrity who rose to fame from humble beginnings and is handling it really well. Really. He's known for being friendly and kind, with a can-do attitude and charming smile that may shift but never falters. It's all that anyone sees. That's good. As it should be. He's perfect and his life is perfect.
( Just a bit of color commentary lol I realize now that I'm kind of at a loss for how to characterize Chat...I'll have to practice to see if I can actually write him in a way that I feel is authentic. ^^" Honestly I just put him out there because he's new and I had a general idea of where i wanted to take him in the first place but now I'm coming up blank...I don't want him to be too boring! In the event that I find him challenging to write, do you have any other character type requests for that role? I have a lot more kemonomimis/shifters~ There's : Red Doggo (Actually a Wolf) - Also lonely due to his past but earnest and is always trying his best. A bit of a sideways hero complex, adheres to a strict code that he's set for himself. Initially shy but strives to be optimistic and a good friend. He really wants friends! Gold Doggo (Actually a Fox) - A lot more mature and even-minded. Compassionate but mischievous and enjoys sassing or teasing those he's close to. Seems more solemn and reserved when dealing with others as he has a leader's mindset and is accustomed to being in charge. However if he can't achieve his goals directly, he isn't above approaching them in a more vulpine manner...
And, like, more because half of my OCs are kemonos haha
Glaisne and Indelion are near and dear to my heart, and are therefore more natural to write~ Sab is new but he's easy to write as well because he's the equivalent of a toddler's messy scrawl on your freshly painted walls. I can write whatever and it'd work for him. The others are rather similar...actually. That's a lot more chaos than I anticipated, haha~ )
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Mar 21, 2021 15:52:06 GMT -5
(*dramatic sighs* Fiiiiiinnnneee, I guess. XD)
~*~*~
Ryner was waiting for him. They were in between sets, so he was doing a partial check on everything to make sure there were no unexpected problems. When he noticed Seth, he grinned and hopped off the stage, being mindful of his guitar hanging on his shoulders. "There you are!" he said with a grin. "You ready for your chance in the spotlight?"
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Kyra stood near the Vera women, making idle small talk. Both were at varying levels of concern and stress, and she should have offered some words to help ease their minds. She, however, was not good with such things. So when Callum finally stood up and headed toward his family, she moved to avoid him, heading back to Morgan. "So what's his deal?" she asked, nodding her head back towards the other man.
I figured we would work out some details for each of the plots because I didn't really have anything in mind. I tried not to think of set ideas so they're flexible and can go any way that fits the characters being used. So I am open to ideas! So going one by one, for Prompt 1, I'm thinking we set it in a Medieval fantasy type setting, obviously. Since he is prone to wandering, my girl could live in a different city/rural town he frequents every so often. Would other people other than her mother recognize who he is? (And he can have the rabbit. I'm sure he enjoys life as a Duke much better. XD) For Prompt 5, Okay, with that description, we have to have it modern day, Supernatural type deal. Somehow my character has to get dragged into his ghost hunting ways. I don't know how, but it just needs to happen. XD Maybe a powerful ghost as attached itself to my character and they have to figure out how to get rid of it? An idea, but not the one we have to go with. I have no ideas for Prompt 14, but gosh, Sabathiel is my favorite! XD Prompt 15 I would assume is set in modern day as well, with a hint of fantasy elements. If you need to change Chat out with someone else later, you're more than welcome to. I'd rather you have a character that easy and fun for you to use than be stuck trying to force a character to work. Honestly, any of them will be cute. Takemika, Red Doggo, Gold Doggo, I'm good with any of them being a back up. They all sound adorable! So I'll leave that up to you. ^^ Well, I am excited to get to know all of them!
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Mar 21, 2021 17:05:05 GMT -5
( 😅 I'll finish it tonight, promise. ^^ )
☆~☆~☆ "Ready as ever." Seth stopped beside him and considered the stage, then the guitar strapped to Ryner. "Are you guys all set?"
☆~☆~☆ Morgan blinked and turned his gaze toward her. He flipped his hand so it was palm down and rubbed it against his pant leg. "I don't know. He won't talk to me." The words were flippant, but his tone betrayed how bothered he was by Callum's secret keeping.
☆~☆~☆ Callum didn't even glance at Kyra as they passed each other. He stopped walking when Cami threw herself at him. She strangled him in a hug, then jerked back and socked him on the arm. Callum had to resist the urge to rub the spot.
"You're a jerk!" she shouted at him. "What the hell were you thinking?!"
"Cami," Cresseida soothed. Both her children ignored her.
Cami was glaring and furious, but there were tears in her eyes. Callum was calm and cool, though his shoulders were slumped.
After a long, tense staring contest, Callum said quietly, "I'm sorry."
Her tears spilled over. She looked away and brushed her cheeks, then simply walked away. Callum didn't try to stop her.
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Mar 21, 2021 19:13:56 GMT -5
( 😆 )
☆~☆~☆ Seth nodded. "Yeah." He was almost nervous about some of the songs he'd chosen, but not enough to change them. "So as soon as I get up there the show goes on?"
☆~☆~☆ Morgan wiped his hand on his pants again and stood up. "I'mgoing to start with Ghost — Sebastian. If he doesn't have anything useful, I'm going to beat it out of Callum." And he was going to enjoy it too.
☆~☆~☆ There was a touch on his arm. Callum switched his attention to his mother but said nothing.
She sighed at him. "What really happened tonight, Callum?" she asked softly.
He shoved his hands in his pockets. "Why do you think things happened differently from how I've said?"
"Because you're my son. I know you. And I'm not stupid, or blind. I know when there's more going on behind the scenes. And you have always been one to work behind the scenes."
Callum met her gaze. It was like looking in a mirror. Eyes the same shade of blue, dark yet bright with intelligence and insight. But where Callum's eyes gad grown hard and cold in recent years, Cresseida's were still soft and warm, and bracketed by smile lines. Callum wasn't sure if he'd ever end up with those lines. He could hardly remember the last time he gave anyone a real smile.
"Talk to me, Callum," she whispered. "Please."
Callum's spine went straight and his jaw clenched with the effort it took to ignore that quiet plea from the one person he had never been able to say no to. It was killing a part of him to do so now.
"I can't," he returned just as quietly.
Cresseida stared at him for a long time. Callum let her, and when she finally nodded the tension eased out of his shoulders. "Okay," she said. "I understand. Just... be careful. And tell someone. You don't have to do this alone."
Callum shifted but didn't comment. He didn't want to know how much she really knew. "We'll see," was all he could give.
Because she was wrong. What he was doing... he had to do it alone.
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Post by Ave Domine Nox Noctis on Mar 21, 2021 21:23:40 GMT -5
( Sounds good! Can you give me an idea of your characters too? That way we can plan their relationships out better!
This doesn't completely apply to Indelion, however. Eli's mostly chill; he has the kind of personality that could accept nearly anyone- so the character could be a thief, florist, assassin, etc. He'd prefer someone who likes combat as he does, but would think no less of them if they don't. And that's likewise a good question! The problem is that Eli doesn't subscribe to such banal things as 'common sense'. (He has his own brand of sense~ The best sense! He beats people senseless every now and then so that he can acquire more!) He's more likely to cavort around in his crown and be offended that people treat him with obeisance as if he were 'just' a king...But perhaps their town is one of the few that he actually has a disguise for. And seeing that he has a connection to their family, perhaps he owes them in some way? He's the type to take honor seriously (most of the time). "I have won your rabbit fairly but I will grant you a boon in turn...you may choose whether he looks better in red or gold."
Got it! That's actually perfect! He isn't exactly a story character but he does have his own story, in a way. The original Glaisne is a wandering exorcist who scrawls his contact details on random places or as scattered business cards. It's part of the reason why people think he's shady...he's also very vague and his prices aren't exorbitant. Some services are even free, as he tends to disappear before you even notice he's done anything...And perhaps it's his smoky voice that implies he runs a certain phone service...ahem. He just kind of hops from job to job until he meets a person who- and this varies- is connected to demons in some way, has an important lineage, or is in direct danger, etc. The way they connect also varies- he usually contacts them first in a dream (nothing special about that, though! It probably wasn't even him! But it all worked out in the end, right?) in an effort to guide & protect them before he 'happens' upon them in real life and comes up with some excuse to tie them together. His warnings may not be taken seriously at first, but once the danger is revealed he makes it clear that they're stuck together until he figures this out. Whatever 'this' is but It's sure to be fun! "I'm ride and die~! Death will not save you from me~"
Thanks! That makes sense, because his entire goal is to not make sense lol. Generally he is a nebulous individual of immense power who uses it to antagonize angelic beings (two of whom are a very tired Gold Doggo and very naïve Red Doggo) to varying degrees but he also stars in a plot where he gets stuck between dimensions/planes/etc and enlists a mortal with special abilities- either they naturally have it or he gives it to them- to help him remain corporeal in the human world for short periods at a time. They collectively use this ability to their advantage and he aids them in dispensing with Evil Beings similar to him. When he feels like it. He is, however, amenable to being bribed and will work for praise~ "My time is worth more than your life so use both wisely.~"
This is a story that would more suit plot 1, however! So it's not a priority or anything!
Great! ^^ I think I'll choose Mika then, for a break in the chaos, haha~ He may be Trouble Unto Himself but it's in a different manner than the others. They generally know what they're doing (or they'd like you to think they do) but Mika makes bad decisions and is like 'why is this happening to me?!' He's trying...Fortunately he's also the ultimate housewaifu! He can cook he can clean he can sew he can do taxes on time... Also I like the idea of his canine side coming out while he aggressively insists that he's not trying to be your friend! Whilst befriending you with equal aggression! The second he suspects you may be sick he will have knit you an entire sweater and tucked you into bed. "Would you rather I spoon-feed you this soup or smother you with your own pillow?"
*And I'm excited to write with you!
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Post by Ave Domine Nox Noctis on Mar 21, 2021 21:24:19 GMT -5
( I talk too much so it's in a spoiler, haha ^^" )
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Mar 21, 2021 21:55:46 GMT -5
Ah, that would be a fair request. I'll get their descriptions up tomorrow, but I'll give you the important details to know what we're working with. Although, I have to ask what pairings you'd prefer with the prompts. I know 1 is MxF, but what of the others? MxF is what I normally do, but am branching into MxM. I wanted to ask before I just assumed one way or another.
I like the idea of him being honor bound to the family! Maybe there was a war/battle where Eli was saved by a male family member, perhaps Sophia's grandfather, at the cost of his own. So in return, he promised to make sure his family was taken care of. That would explain why he would have been there for Sophia's other and now her. (Why not both. I believe he'd be very regal in that color combination. Only the very best for the Duke!)
"Death will not save you from me." LOL I take it back, Glainse is now my favorite. XD Okay, so my character is being haunted/hunted by a ghost/demon. They know this because they have nightmares and are beginning to see what they believe are hallucinations of the creature. It isn't until they start receiving bruises and shallow cuts from the encounters that makes them desperate for help, and I'm assuming they either stumble upon Glainse's number or he stumbles upon them.
I mean, we can still make it work. Perhaps there might have been witnesses to actions, and thus stories and tales of him, or a creature resembling him, have started to circulate. I would imagine mortals would call him a demon, and thus be a subject for cautionary tales told to children to make sure they don't be reckless or what not. Either way, my character has heard about him. Now the tricky part is finding out how the two will meet.
I will like to make a down payment for a Mika, please and thank you. XD Mika gives off Katsuki Bakugo (from My Hero Academia, just in case you don't know what I'm talking about) and I am LIVING for it! Give me the aggressive affection! XD
*I'm so hyped!
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Mar 21, 2021 21:58:06 GMT -5
( BOO YEA!!!!!!!!! )
"Yeah, same order," Seth confirmed. He gave Ryner a minute to update the rest of the band. He took the minute to shift his focus. He rolled his shoulders and stretched his arms, loosening up. He closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and took the stage.
He looked as confident and at ease up there as he did on the ground. As he had proven before, he was unbothered by the crowd, at having so many eyes on him. In fact, he seemed to relish drawing their attention. And he did, with little effort.
He stepped up to the mic with a big grin. "Good evening, Ashborne. I'm sure many of you know by now that I'm the new Rider in town. Some of you may have seen my debut show a few weeks ago." He waved a hand beside him, creating a brief illusion like the ones he made that day he first drew Aidan out. He dropped his hand through it to dispel it. "But that's not the kind of show I'll be giving tonight. I was told you guys are down a music act, so I offered to step up." A bit of a stretch but true enough. "I find I've got a few things to say, and singing sounds like a good way to say them. But don't worry." He gave the crowd a wink. "I'll still give you all a worthwhile show." He raised his voice and lifted a fist in the air. "Are you ready?"
As expected, the crowd cheered. Seth grinned. "Then hit it!"
The band started, and Seth jumped right into the first song: "🎶Riding a wave, chasing the sun. Only gets better when you're with someone. Someone that you love who takes your breath away. We're wild and we're young, we're living for today.
"🎶Tell me where you come from, you look like your hope's gone. I can tell you need someone today. Get into the rhythm, forget all your problems, why not let the waves wash 'em all away? I know you came for the weekend, but girl, there's no way you're leaving. This is where it begins. Feels like we're stars in a movie. I'm Romeo, you're my Julie. Just stop and take it all in.🎶"
Seth made good on his promise. He sang his first song purely for the crowd, amping them up with each line so everyone was singing and dancing with him by the time he hit the chorus again. He may not have been big on dancing in a crowd, but dancing in front of the crowd was easier, mostly because he couldn't move too much without running out of breath. So he did what felt fun without moving too far from the microphone. It looked natural and fun, and that's why the crowd joined in.
"🎶Drive out to the canyon, check out all the mansions, pretend we're in phantom, that'd be cool. Back down to the ocean, swim out to the dolphins. We can have it all, just me and you.🎶"
He flowed with the beat of the song, and showed them exactly how to live wild and for today. He never sang to any one person, but he made everyone feel like he was talking to them. Especially for the last verse. He stopped moving and cast a spell with his voice alone as he sang:
"🎶La la la la la la la la… Let's get lost in the fire light. There's only us tonight, we can talk from dusk 'till dawn. Swim free in a starlit sea. We will always be forever young.🎶"
He finished strong, with a flourish that proved this really was a show, and a damn good one. Many in the crowd were singing with him, and he encouraged them to sing louder by bouncing around the edge of the stage with his free hand in the air. He ended with his arms spread wide, and the crowd went wild. Seth was breathing hard but looking quite pleased with himself.
☆~☆~☆ Morgan looked over just in time to see Callum stalking out of the tent through the back. He frowned. "Now," he answered, and headed for the front of the tent.
☆~☆~☆ ( What if it would? xD )
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Post by Ave Domine Nox Noctis on Mar 22, 2021 2:23:28 GMT -5
Great! And that's okay! ^^ MxF is what I'm most accustomed to as well~ Done! That'd fit into the plot nicely~ Hmhm, originally he was the last of his kind so I think I'll do it here too...having a whole kingdom of dragons is a scary thought, even with magic in the world haha~ Also! It can lead up to a big reveal and upheaval in his life! It'd really give him room to grow and maybe another reason to protect Sophia ^^ Buut at first we could probably begin with a bit of shenanigans? I envision him showing up randomly to very earnestly 'protect' her from ordinary things, like shoving someone else to the ground so that she could use them to step over a puddle or something lol Ooh that's perfect! That's another one done! I really don't need to set up much for Glaisne, because part of writing him is me developing things like a mystery. What he is, is kind of obvious haha - we don't know who he is, though~ Happy to hear read it~! I've actually been looking forward to writing him for a while but I never got the chance! Here's to hoping I don't disappoint! ^^" Ohh you're right! Sab would absolutely love to be an urban legend! hm, I can work with that! Maybe the key to how they meet can be found in your character? Maybe they try to summon him for help, stumble upon him while he's being devious, or they can be someone who chases urban legends? Likewise, Sab could also seek them out because of their powers or something of the like~ Your Mika will be express shipped but please mind his knitting needles! Ooh, I'm familiar! I think Baku is a really interesting character! Mika isn't as extreme however, haha~ He's actually not very prone to anger as it's 'tiresome' but when it comes to others he can't help his Protective Instincts. I imagine when you meet him as a dog he'll act more like a cat. He is a tsundere after all, so he does the whole 'it's not like i like you or anything!' And has Freudian slips. "What? I didn't call you beautiful! I said 'the moon is full'." He says this with undue confidence, staring intently at the morning sun.
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Post by Ave Domine Nox Noctis on Mar 22, 2021 2:26:29 GMT -5
( I'll have some sparse descriptions of them too! Accompanied by art where I can! )
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Mar 22, 2021 8:17:08 GMT -5
As Seth preformed, Anya couldn't help but smile. Though she had seen Seth sing on several occasions, and even stood on stage with him, it still both amused and awed her how comfortable he was on stage. Sure, he talked as if he wasn't the best, but his stage presence was almost natural. He easily won over the crowd within the first minute, and everyone still on the dance floor felt the energy he was giving off. She was tempted to get up and join them, but then she wouldn't have as good a view of Seth as she did now.
Felix, however, was watching his sister just as much as he was Seth. He recalled what Seth had said earlier, both when they were outside of town and before the song started. These songs were personal, and he had things he needed to say. While the song might have been chosen just to get the crowd on his side, but he had his suspicions that there might be other things to influence the song. Just like he wondered if Anya's smile meant she was privy to those reasons as well.
(Ex will be introduce around the last few songs, because I feel like if Seth notices him, he'd be off the stage in a heartbeat. XD)
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Kyra nodded and followed him out of the medical tent. It was still far too early to be up running about like this, but it was a little pointless to try and go back to bed now. Not with the excitement stirred up and questions raised. She would go along and get the answers. She'd see if she could take a nap later as they left with Sebastian.
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(Good! Maybe he'll stop being an idiot when he comes back to life. XD)
Okay, that's what I was thinking, but thought I'd still double check and be sure. XD Yeah, a whole kingdom of dragons like him sound terrifying. XD But I do think him being the last of his kind will have some great drama and character growth moments. Haha, yes! Will this be when she's younger or older? When do you see him wandering back into town? Sophia Rou Sophia is a fair girl of 20. She’s the type of girl who turns heads wherever she goes, but not in a way you would think. For the most part, her appearance is average. Brunette hair tops her head, reaching a bit passed her shoulders. However, you will never see her wearing her hair down. She always has it pulled back into a ponytail with only her bangs hanging down over her left eye. She has a soft, round face, her nose lightly speckled with freckles, and deep-set almond brown eyes underneath think eyebrows. Well, one does at least. While the right eye still holds her natural brown coloring, the left one has long since turned milky white. The cause of this comes from the multiple scars running over her eyes, the only blemishes to be found on her face. It’s these old injuries that caused her to lose the sight of her eye when she was a child. Sophia is a reserved girl, but friendly and polite to all. On first impressions, one wouldn’t believe that she is a very outspoken girl since she doesn’t often talk more than is need. Timid at first, the girl will wait until she has learned more about a person before speaking her mind in fear of causing unwanted trouble. However, once she has become friends with a person, she is no stranger to giving her opinion on a certain matter. She not an out-going person, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t like exploring every now and then, to get out of town for a while or two and leave behind the humdrum of everyday life. For the first seven years of life, Sophia had lived with her mother and father. However, her father had problems with alcohol, and his temper was never in check. These two things combined were never good. Many times, he took out his anger on his wife or daughter. At the age of seven, he had drank much more than he normal did, and in a fit of rage caused by some outside influence, took a broken glass bottle to her face, leaving the child with several gashes on her left eye and the eventual loss of her sight. After that night, her mother finally worked up the courage needed to have the man arrested, and they moved in with her and uncle. From then on, she grew up learning the ropes of a merchant family. While not a big name in the business, Cordel family has spent years traveling the western edge of the kingdom and cities beyond, establishing a good name for themselves among the people they dealt with. She herself has taken the lead on several journeys in her uncle’s stead in times where he couldn’t make such trips or had other business to attend to, so life on the road is second nature to her. Okay, so finding the character description, I realize maybe she is a little bit like Eli. But that should make it so much easier for them to get into trouble together. XD Now, her backstory doesn't have to be set in stone, and I am more than happy to change it if you think it won't work. I just copied and pasted the description I had written up for another plot that never made it as a starting point. I love it. I shall use Dakota for this one. She's a girl character I haven't gotten to use often, but I think she can kind of keep up with Glainse, if not try to. XD Dakota Daniels Standing at the average height of 5'7", Dakota is a force to be reckoned with. The girl is active. She has to be. Due to unfortunate genetics, she has the body type that gains weight more easily than it can get rid of it. After being chubby her entire childhood, she is determined to keep herself in shape. Of course, she isn't thin, but she has achieved a healthy weight that she is happy with. Her round face is probably the only part of her body that still looks the same from her childish appearance. Dark brown eyes peer out from under dark lashes. Her hair, to match her eyes, is the say shade of brunette that curls into a mass of uncontrollable fluff when not managed properly. Because of this, she keeps it in a pony tail and out of her face. This is important when she does her hobbies. In order to keep herself at a happy weight, Dakota has taken up several interesting hobbies. Archery is one of them. She took up archery when she was ten, and had fallen in love with it. The other is self-defense classes. It's safe to assume that the girl likes feeling dangerous. She can easily hold her own in a hand-to-hand fight. Other than her love for being the intimidating figure, Dakota is a friendly person. She tends to keep most of her secrets to herself, but is willing to help anyone who comes to her seeking help. She's a very blunt person, though. If you were looking for sensitivity, you came to the wrong person. Dakota doesn't mean to be mean, but she doesn't see the need for phrases that try to cover up a situation, or make bad news seem easier to handle. She's the kind of person who believes if people want the truth, then that's what they should get. It makes her a little unpopular at times, but she isn't too heartbroken about it. However, if she senses that the blunt truth isn't appropriate at the moment, then she will offer silent support, lending a shoulder to cry on without making any comments of comfort. She doesn't offer sympathy. That's the one thing she hates. If anyone tries to say or do anything solely for the purpose to gain sympathy for themselves, Dakota will flat out ignore them. She has little patience for people who will do anything for attention. She dealt with a situation like that once before, and she vowed to never fall for the trick again. Yes! Perhaps my girl can be a witch/sorceress in training and she's not showing as much improvement in her lessons as she should. So, in a desperate attempt to not be deemed a hopeless cause, she tries to summon a familiar or at the very least one of the minor demons to prove she has the skill. What she gets, however, is Sab and the shenanigans that then ensue. XD Maybe he could have been there before, years and years before and caused some trouble to make the other magic users ban anyone from summoning him again, hence why he's now a legend in her community. XD Again, pulling out a character I haven't used yet, so she's a blank canvas to be painted! Chloe Caras Oldest of the twins, Cara stands around 5’6”. She is the picture of an athlete. Lithe and slim, the girl has taken careful measures to make sure she is in as healthy condition to ensure she is up for anything her work throws at her. The woman was an adventurer and guide, so it is important to have an excellent physical condition. One never knows what type of situation one will find oneself in while exploring uncharted land. Appearance wise, Chloe and her brother have plain features. A heart shaped, apricot toned face is framed by thick, chocolate hair. To add something interesting to her looks, magenta streaks are dyed though-out her hair. It was a good contrast to bring out her blue eye. More often than not, you will see the woman with her hair pulled back into a pony tail, keeping it out of her face. Rarely does she let her hair down. Chloe is a very outgoing person. She’s not the kind who would sit still and wait for something interesting to happen. No, she’s the kind to go hunting for something to amuse herself. If she were to be stuck inside all day, she would lose her mind. That’s why she prefers to do her studies and practice her magic outside, where there is more room to test and experiment, as well as more to look at. Never one to stay home and do nothing, Chloe must have something to do to occupy her time. Sometimes this can lead her into trouble. YES! He's the best character in the show/manga, and there is no changing my mind, lol. Oh, gosh, he's still going to be fun to interact with. And go blind if he keeps staring at the sun like that. You good, bro? XD So, now to find a girl to pair him with. Hmmm... I'll go with Destiny. Again, she isn't used often, and not as thought out as the others, but I think I can work on her and make her better. I mainly just wanted someone that might be a little too cheery, too accident prone so Mika has plenty of chances to prove just how not attached to her he actually is. XD Destiny (Des) Ann Parker Destiny is a simple girl, one that doesn’t command a lot of attention. In fact, that’s how she likes it. She has shoulder length, mousy brown hair with natural highlights. Her eyes are a dark blue, with flecks of grey. There’s nothing too special about her appearance other than that. She stands at around 5’4”, and her build is average. Her build matches her height, a little short, and stout. Her thinnest appearance isn’t really “thin,” but it still has a very noticeable difference between healthy and sickly weight changes. Normally, she wears jeans and graphic tees (in the summer) or a light sweatshirt (in the winter) with a pair of plain red sneakers. To match her appearance, her personality is about the same. She’s a quiet girl who tends to keep to herself. She usually won’t speak unless someone else speaks to her first. Des is a very reserved person. You won’t know how she is truly feeling unless she’s at her breaking point, or she trusts you enough to tell her what’s running through her mind. Because of this, the girl doesn’t have too many friends. Talking to people on her own accord makes her nervous, and on a few rare occasions she’s even had anxiety attacks when being in a position where she was forced to interact with others. This doesn’t mean she hates people. It just means he has very poor people skills.
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✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Mar 22, 2021 10:22:07 GMT -5
As the crowd quieted down, Seth backed away from the edge of the stage with a grin. "All right, this next one is for all you ladies out there. And one lady in particular. You know who you are. We were just talking about this yesterday." He didn't look in Anya's direction, but he could tell a few people at least, namely those who knew them, knew exactly who he was talking about.
The band started the next song, and after a count, Seth jumped in with the lyrics. "🎶You're insecure, don't know what for. You're turning heads when you walk through the do-o-or. Don't need makeup to cover up. Being the way that you are is eno-o-ugh. Everyone else in the room can see it. Everyone else but you.🎶"
Seth said he was singing for all the ladies in the crowd, and he was. Too many girls out there, of all ages, lived their lives believing they weren't good enough, weren't pretty enough. Seth knew he couldn't change all their minds, and he didn't really want to try — that was a hella lotta work for just one guy. But he could brighten their day and maybe, hopefully, for the duration of the song at the very least, make each and every female in the crowd feel beautiful.
"🎶So c-come on, you got it wrong. To prove I'm right I put it in a so-o-ong. I don't know why you're being shy, and turn away when I look into your ey-ey-eyes. Everyone else in the room can see it. Everyone else but you.🎶"
And then, of course, there was the one girl whose mind he did want to change on the matter. He knew one song wouldn't do it, but he hoped it would at least act as a building block. He would sing Anya as many songs as he had to, tell her as many times as it took, until it got through to her. And if she let him, he would spend as many days or weeks or years showing her exactly how beautiful she was, inside and out.
The song slowed, and for those few seconds Seth finally looked at the one girl he was really singing to. "🎶Baby, you light up my world like nobody else. The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed. But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell... You don't know you're beautiful.🎶"
The song finished with a bang, and Seth once more sang for all of them. They clearly loved it, but his eyes kept straying to the one girl whose opinion truly mattered. When the song ended, Seth forced his gaze away from her so he could smile and offer everyone a bow.
( Uh, yeah, probably. xD )
☆~☆~☆ Morgan didn't speak as he walked with determined strides for Lawrence's command tent. It wasn't too far from the healer's tent, but it still went by quicker than he anticipated. He stopped outside the door, and for a moment he seemed to lose the driving force that brought him here.
He could here arguing voices inside the tent. They weren't loud enough for their words to be understood, but he recognized several of them anyway.
Then he squared his shoulders and stepped through the tent flaps.
No one noticed him right away. It was a tad insulting, but it gave him a chance to listen and catch up on what he'd missed.
They dealt with Gordon first, the man who had looked ready to puke when two other Rebels brought him before Sebastian. They were still discussing his punishment. Many were arguing for leniency. Gordon was one of the most well liked people in camp. They believed he must have been coerced, or threatened, otherwise he never would have tried to poison Andy. Others pointed out that Andy had already proved — twice now — that he wasn't the upstanding Rebel citizen everyone believed him to be.
That, of course, had Andy's supporters raising their voices and arguing that that was hardly reason to kill him in cold blood. Someone, one of the few women in the tent, answered that with, "Oh, but Andy stabbing an innocent man in the chest in the street is okay?"
Which brought about yet another round of arguments.
☆~☆~☆ ( Oh yeah. I forgot he did that. xD )
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Mar 22, 2021 18:58:21 GMT -5
And any doubt about the matter flew out the window with his next song. Felix glanced at Anya, just in time to see her glance down at the floor in embarrassment at being called out without actually being mentioned. It wouldn't take people a long time to figure out who he was talking about, since she was pretty much around him whenever he was in town. Nor was it a secret that he was staying with her family. As for Felix, well, he had overheard a bit of that conversation. Ryner and him might have been ahead of them, but they had still been keeping an ear on them.
"Do we need to have an intervention with this man?" he asked his younger sister with mock sternness. He was sure he caught sight of her blush.
"Shut up, Felix. It's not like that," Anya muttered. Sure, her heart skipped a beat when Seth had meet her gaze from the stage, and held it for the entire bridge of the song, but that didn't mean anything, right? He was just proving a point and nothing more.
Sarah, having a little sympathy for her, cut in. "Oh, stop teasing her," she chided her boyfriend. "I don't seem to recall you enjoying it when your family teased you."
"Yes, well, I'm her brother. I'm allowed to do certain things. One being which to tease her," Felix returned.
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Kyra didn't object to just barging into Lawrence's office. She had done it enough times now that she hardly thought twice about it. The scene inside was loud and hectic. Both sides were speaking at once, facts and opinions thrown about at each other. It would be a wonder if anything got sorted out in this mess. Try as she might to endure it and just listen, she just couldn't stand it. Raising her fingers to her mouth, she let loose a piercing whistle, silencing at least those closest to them.
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(XD HOW DARE YOU FORGET! XD)
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✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Mar 22, 2021 19:40:38 GMT -5
( It is like that, Anya!!! It is, it is, it is! LISTEN TO YOUR BROTHER!!!! 🤣 )
After letting the crowd settle themselves down, Seth spoke into the microphone. "Thank you, everyone, thank you. I'm going to get a little more personal now, but let's still have fun with this, okay?" He grinned as the crowd cheered. "All right, then let's do this."
He nodded to Ryner and the band started the next song. Seth closed his eyes and sang: "🎶Took a long hard look at my life. Lost my way while I was fighting the tide. A big black cloud, stormy sky, followed me, oh I was living a lie.🎶"
His eyes opened as the song picked up, and his own story and passion came through with every word. "🎶So heartless, so selfish, so in darkness when all your nights are starless, you're running out of hope. But I found the strength inside to see, found a better part of me, and I'll never let it go.
"🎶I've come a long, long way. Made a lot of mistakes. But I'm breathing, breathing. That's right, and I made it, made it. This time I'm a little run down, I've been living out loud. I can beat it, beat it. That's right, cause I'm feeling, feeling invincible.🎶"
And in that moment, he really did feel invincible. He planned to hold on to that feeling for as long as he possibly could.
"🎶When you're gone for days, on your own. Tear your heart out just to find your way home. I've been so high, I sunk so low. I've come so far, with nothing to show for it. Mistaken, I got so good at taking, but now I'm tired of faking. This story's getting old. So I found the strength inside to see, found a better part of me, and I'll never let it go.🎶"
He sang the second chorus for the crowd, getting them involved and giving them the fun and show he'd promised. There wasn't as much spunk as the first two songs, but it didn't lack enthusiasm.The last verse was for him, but his passion and power from the chorus carried over and made everyone feel included.
"🎶I'm not the only one that crashed into the sun, and live to fight another day. Like a supernova, that whole life is over. But I'm here to stay… Now I'm gonna be invincible!🎶"
He finished the song off with a flourish that left the crowd ecstatic. He let them have their fun while his eyes searched the crowd for one person in particular, knowing she would understand in a way the rest of them just couldn't.
☆~☆~☆ Morgan was not expecting Kyra to interrupt the meeting. As a result, he was too slow to stop her. He opened his mouth and reached for her, but she was already letting out that piercing whistle. He flinched back, his sensitive ears not appreciating the noise.
And he wasn't the only one. Those closest to them reacted first, but the whole tent heard her whistle and shut right up, mostly from shock. Then a laugh left them even more speechless, because it came from Sebastian.
He had been silent throughout the debate, standing in the far corner with his arms crossed, watching and listening with an expression that was half bored, half annoyed. Now he stepped forward, smirking. "You two just live breaking rules, don't you? And I bet my son has always been right there with you." He slid his hands into his pockets. "How can we help you, kids?"
Morgan looked at Kyra and gestured for her to take this one. He had been content to stand and listen. Since she obviously wasn't, she could ask or answer questions for the both of them.
☆~☆~☆ ( I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY! XD )
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Mar 22, 2021 20:04:56 GMT -5
(A little louder please. I don't think she hears you. XD)
Anya was glad that the third song in the line up had shifted away from her and towards him. It at least helped to shut Felix up, for the moment anyway. The young woman was able to lift her head and watch Seth again without feeling the blood rush to her face. Yes, the show he gave was just as hyped as the others, she knew the strength it took for him to sing the words he was. While they weren't specifically about him or the things he's been through, it was more of the fact that he was speaking where he stood now, his change in his life, that spoke volumes. Her smile changed from embarrassed to genuine pride for the man. Even if he was still struggling with some things, she could at least be proud of the steps he had taken so far.
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"If Seth were here, he wouldn't be letting these people bicker like a flock of angry magpies," Kyra pointed out, crossing her arms. It was a small jab towards both Sebastian and Lawrence for not gaining order of the people sooner, but she didn't outright say that.
"and I don't remember sending an invite to either of you two to join," Lawrence replied, less than happy with them barging in.
"Too bad. This concerns the Veras, and that makes it our business." Sure, she didn't feel much connection to the family, and really didn't care about Callum, but they were Seth's family. She wasn't going to stand by and let them get hurt and not investigate. For Seth's sake, she would look into it until he got there. She looked to Sebastian. "Do you have a clear answer about anything? Or have you just been enjoying the noise?"
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(How could you? He's yours! XD)
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✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Mar 22, 2021 20:46:10 GMT -5
( YOU'RE BEING BLIND, ANYA DORREH! SMARTEN UP!!! XD )
Once the crowd had calmed again, Seth pulled his gaze from Anya and gave them all a smile. "Thank you again, and enjoy the next song."
The next song started a little slower than the first two, but Seth still had them riveted by the time he opened his mouth to sing. "🎶I am a question to the world, not an answer to be heard, or a moment that's held in your arms. And what do you think you'd ever say? I won't listen anyway. You don't know me, and I'll never be what you want me to be.🎶"
He adjusted his hold on the mic and challenged the crowd with his song, even while reeling them in with his passion. "🎶And what do you think you'd understand? I'm a boy, no, I'm a man. You can't take me and throw me away. And how can you learn what's never shown? Yeah you stand here on your own. They don't know me, cause I'm. Not. Here!
"🎶And I want a moment to be real. Wanna touch things I don't feel. Wanna hold on, and feel I belong. And how can the world want me to change? They're the ones that stay the same. They don't know me, cause I'm. Not. Here.🎶"
His gaze found and locked on Anya and he sang the next part directly to her. "🎶And you see the things they never see. All you wanted, I could be. Now you know me, and I'm not afraid. And I wanna tell you who I am. Can you help me be a man? They can't break me, as long as I know who I am.
"🎶And I want a moment to be real. Wanna touch things I don't feel. Wanna hold on, and feel I belong. And how can the world want me to change? They're the ones that stay the same. They can't see me, but I'm still here.🎶"
As he built up to the crescendo, the crowd was quiet but totally hooked. He looked out at them all and sang his truth.
"🎶They can't tell me who to be. Cause I'm not what they see. Yeah the world is still sleeping while I keep on dreaming for me. And their words are just whispers and lies that I'll never believe…!
"🎶And I want a moment to be real. Wanna touch things I don't feel. Wanna hold on, and feel I belong. And how can you say I never change? They're the ones that stay the same. I'm the one now, cause I'm. Still. Here. I'm the one, cause I'm still here. I'm still here. I'm still here. I'm still here…🎶"
The music faded. Seth stepped back from the microphone. As if that was their cue, the crowd broke into deafening applause. Seth accepted it all in silence, mentally wrestling himself back into his role as a showman. Speaking his heart and mind took more than he'd thought it would, and yet he felt lighter for having done it.
☆~☆~☆ Sebastian smirked. "Can't it be both?" But after a glance toward Morgan, he grew more serious. "Andy is on trial for attempted murder, on top of his previous charges. He's not talking, at all, so we have no reason to believe he acted under duress or for any other reason besides the obvious one. Gordon has confessed to trying to poison Andy to protect those closest to him, yet he won't tell us who has threatened him. We're discussing punishments for both of them now. Any more questions?"
☆~☆~☆ ( I don't know! Maybe because I'd be sad if he died again, no matter that he'd come back? xD )
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Mar 22, 2021 21:00:47 GMT -5
(Anya: -_-# I can see just fine, thank you very much.
Also, I listened to the song while I read that, and I grinned from ear to ear. I just love Seth. XD)
A slower song was next in line, but not any less riveting than the others. In fact, this one actually gave Seth more of a chance to put his emotions behind every word. Of course, the fluttering in her chest was back when Seth sang directly to her, but she was able to maintain eye contact. This was a song for him, not her, and she found herself mouthing the words right along with him as a form of silent support.
(Okay, next one and we'll be introducing the ex! XD)
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"Who's been sent to investigate Gordon's whereabouts leading up to tonight?" Kyra asked. "There should be someone who would have noticed a change in behavior if someone he knows is being threatened."
~*~*~
(Nah, that's not it. XD)
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✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Mar 22, 2021 21:19:54 GMT -5
( Oh, so you're torturing that poor boy in purpose?
Haven't you been doing that the whole time? xD
Talk about perfect flippin' timing. 🤣 )
When he found his center, Seth stepped up to the mic again with a smile just for the crowd. "Now, as a Rider, fighting is sometimes part of my job. But I'm not always fighting against other people. Sometimes, you fight for them. It took me awhile to realize that, but it makes all the difference."
The band started the next song, and Seth nodded along to the beat. "🎶I wanna see you run, anywhere you want. Never let the darkness hold you back. No fear of getting lost. I wanna see you fly, way beyond the sun. Anything you're ever gonna dream, I pray that it will come. But if you ever fall down, straight to the bottom and you can't get back where you started. Any place, any time. You gotta know, for you, I'll fight.🎶"
Seth met gaze after gaze in the crowd, imparting his words on every single one of them. He ended at Anya, and stayed there longer than he had for the rest. "🎶Where you wanna go? I'd love to take you there. I wish that I could make the road easy, I wish that life was fair. Don't wanna see you cry, even when it rains. And I hope you don't forget this: You were born for better things.
"🎶But if you ever fall down, straight to the bottom and you can't get back where you started. With no strength to stand, I'm gonna reach for your hand. When the going gets rough, right when it's hurting, I will be there to help any burden. Any place, any time. You gotta know, for you, I'll fight.🎶"
As the crowd got louder to express their love, Seth got louder to be heard, amping up the passion and the power of the performance.
"🎶Anywhere you go, you're gonna find me. No matter what you need. If you ever fall down, and you can't get back. If you lose your strength to stand. If you ever fall down, straight to the bottom and you can't get back where you started. With no strength to stand, I'm gonna reach for your hand. When the going gets rough, right when it's hurting, I will be there to help any burden. Any place, any time. You gotta know, for you, I'll fight.
"🎶Any place, any time. You gotta know, for you, I'll fight.🎶"
Like that, the song was over, but the applause was deafening. Seth raised one hand in wordless thanks, and gave them all a bow.
☆~☆~☆ "Jason," Sebastian answered promptly. "And we've spoken to Gordon's friends and girlfriend. None of them remember seeing any changes in his behavior. All we have is his word."
☆~☆~☆ ( How do you know?! xD )
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"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Mar 23, 2021 20:10:41 GMT -5
(Anya: Of course not! How would I be torturing him?
I mean, yeah, but even more so with "I'm Still Here". XD)
The next song started, and at the same time others made their way to the table the three were gathered at. A group of three guys wandered over, and at quick inspection, Anya noticed they were all friends of Felix and Ryner's. "Felix! There you are," one called, coming over and throwing his arm around the Dorreh man's neck.
Felix laughed and let the man keep his hold for a few seconds before breaking free. "You clearly weren't looking hard enough. I was just by the food," he said.
"Good, then you don't mind coming back. Vik finally broke up with his girl, and now he's refusing to leave the punch bowl free of tears. We need you to help drag him out of his mood."
Felix glanced briefly at his sister, sparing her only a millisecond before he answered. "I'll be over in a minute. I'm keeping Anya company while her own date is on stage," he told them.
"He is not my date," Anya quickly corrected as the laughs and teasing "Ooooohs" sounded from the guys. She paused for a moment, thinking over her next words. "You can go, Felix. I'll be fine."
This time, Felix turned to look at her. "Are you sure?" he asked. His tone was casual, but the concern in his eyes was hard to miss.
Honestly, no, she didn't want him to leave. However, why should her brother have to pass up on the fun of the festival and help his own friends? She was a Rider now. She should be able to protect herself. Besides, she hadn't seen hide or hair of Daniel so far. The chances of him appearing now was low. "I'm sure. Seth's almost done anyway, so I'll be fine."
Felix hesitated a moment more, searching her face for signs that she should stay. "Okay then, if you're sure," he replied. "I won't be far, and I'll stay in your line of sight. Shout if you need anything."
"I will," Anya said, watching as her brother left with his friends and Sarah to wherever the heart broken Vik was waiting.
All of this happened before the second verse of the song had finished. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she scanned the crowd of the dance floor once more, just to assure herself that there was nothing to worry about, before focusing on Seth performance. This was probably the one they audience loved the most, considering how much noise was being made from everyone else. Mostly from the female members of the audience. She was sure he would be ambushed when he stepped off the stage. A part of her said that she should have been right there with him, giving him some sign of support that he could hear instead of just silently watching. And she should have. She should have followed him and stood by the stage, hyping him up even though he didn't really need it from her. Yet she could bring herself to do it, as if making the noise would be a beacon for unwanted attention.
The song was drawing to a close, the cheers reaching a crescendo as he sang the final verses. Her beer, or rather Seth's beer, she gone and the empty bottle set aside on the table. Everything was fine. Everything was...
"Well, if it isn't Anya Dorreh."
Terror froze her to the spot, face drained of color as the smooth voice she hadn't heard in years sounded to her left. Anya couldn't look at him. She couldn't bring herself to face the man that she thought, at one time, had done more damage to her life than she had ever experienced. Of course, this was before her time as a Rider, and now it seemed like nothing could have compared to the loss of her mentor or brother. When she felt him settle onto the bench beside her, leaning back with his arm extended across the table behind her, Anya finally forced herself to meet his eyes.
Daniel hadn't changed much over the years. He still held the rugged good looks that had made her have a major crush on him since the first time she saw him. At one point in time, she would have given anything to be in this position. Now, she wanted nothing more than to disappear.
~*~*~
"What of the men he worked with?" Kyra asked. Most people worked in pairs around here. It was efficient and worked as a safety system. If one was hurt or compromised in a mission, then the other might be free to get out and get help, or at least let the camp know what had happened.
~*~*~
(I just do. XD)
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Mar 23, 2021 20:56:20 GMT -5
( *face palm*
Okay, I'll give you that. That one was the best anyway. xD )
Seth waited one more time for the crowd to calm. "Thank you, everyone. It has really been a pleasure singing for you tonight. I only have one more song in the cards, and I hope you don't mind if I slow things down for it. Gentlemen, ladies, if you've got someone you care about in the crowd, now is the time to find them."
He didn't give any cue to the band this time; the melody started as if by magic, and Seth counted them in. The song showed its feels even before Seth took to the microphone with his voice, but just before he started singing he caught sight of Anya, and she no longer looked happy. Yet Seth couldn't see what had caused the change.
He started singing, softer and more lyrical than his previous numbers, but with just as much passion and draw. "🎶Like water in the desert: impossible to find. You found me when I was broken, put me back together, gave me life. Like a flower in the concrete: so beautiful and rare. You gave me hope when I was empty, walked me through the fire, you were there.🎶"
The song paused, then hit a crescendo that had the crowd cheering. "🎶You're the sun to the moon. You're my ocean painted blue. You… I'm nothing without you.
"🎶Like an angel in a nightmare, you opened up my eyes. Been looking in all the wrong places, you're the one I needed this whole time. You're the sun to the moon. You're my ocean painted blue. You… I'm nothing without you. You're the light in the dark. You're the arrow through my heart. You… I'm nothing without you. I'm nothing without you. I'm nothing without you. I'm nothing without you.🎶"
Several couples had paired off and were dancing together. They weren't all in sync, and some didn't even seem to be listening to the beat of the song. They just heard the lyrics, the life and the feeling in them, and they danced to that. The sight had Seth smiling, though it quickly faded as his gaze sought out Anya again. Something was wrong, but Seth still couldn't figure out what.
"🎶You're the air in my lungs. You're the veins to my blood. Yeah, you… I'm nothing without you. You're the sun to the moon. You're my ocean painted blue. You… I'm nothing without you. You're the light in the dark. You're the arrow through my heart. You… I'm nothing without you. I'm nothing without you. I'm nothing without you. I'm nothing without you.🎶"
As the music faded to silence, and the stage lights dimmed to black, Seth stepped back from the mic and looked put toward Anya again. And that was when he spotted the guy sitting beside her on the bench.
( And since I don't know what Daniel is doing just yet, I'll leave it there. xD )
☆~☆~☆ Sebastian arched one brow at her. "Yes, Kyra. Philip had nothing insightful to say either. You do realize I've been doing this since before you were born, right? We have nothing except what I've already told you. The only other person who may know something is Andy's sister, but she's missing. And before you ask, yes, I already have a team — several, actually — looking for her. So if you don't mind, we —"
A furious shriek cut him off just before the tent flaps flew open as Alice, the girl in question, was unceremoniously tossed into the tent. Morgan barely moved out of her way in time, taking Kyra with him as he jumped to one side. Everyone in the tent was on their feet now, looking with wide eyes first at Alice, sprawled on the ground, then up at the person who had put her there:
Callum.
Somehow, Morgan was not surprised by this. Callum stepped further into the tent and tilted his head to one side until his neck cracked. He rolled his shoulders as he looked every person in the tent in the eye. Most of them looked away from the cold eyes glaring out at them.
Callum jerked his chin at Alice. "Heard you were looking for a runaway."
Sebastian's gaze was on Callum, and gad been from the moment the younger man entered the tent. He frowned. "How did you hear that? Only those in this tent and the teams I've sent out know what's going on, and there's a spell keeping eavesdroppers from listening in from outside."
Callum shrugged one casual shoulder. "Then I guess your security needs work." And before Sebastian could respond, Callum turned to the tent at large and announced, "Andy and Gordon are Order spies."
☆~☆~☆ ( *pouts in corner* No you don't. )
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"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Mar 24, 2021 19:38:09 GMT -5
(Thank you, it was. XD
SETH, ARE YOU READY TO GO GET YOUR GIRL?)
Any words she could or should have said in that moment all died away as she stared into the bright blue eyes of Daniel. It had been five years since she had last been so close to the man, and she'd hoped to have never been here again.
"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" Daniel asked, smirking and making a dimple appear near his cheek. "I would have thought there'd be plenty you wanted to say."
"I-I have nothing to say to you," Anya responded. She had willed her voice to be strong and confident, but instead it was shaky and small. She tore her eyes away and tried to focus on Seth, to ignore the man beside her in hopes he'd go away. She hadn't realized he had slowed the music down, but when she tried to focus on the words he sang, Daniel only moved closer.
"That's a shame, I had been looking forward to a chance to talk to you," he said. "Your brothers haven't exactly given me much of a chance with that. I heard about Parker. A terrible thing to have happen." Yet his voice didn't sound as if he felt sympathy for the news.
The words only made her blood go cold. His presence was too close. She could smell the cologne he wore; it was still the same as it always was. Before she had liked it, but now it just brought back the memories of the last festival they'd gone to together. "I don't want to talk about it," she muttered, trying to scoot away on the bench. Then quickly wished she hadn't. For she forgot that his arm was behind her, which meant his hand was resting on the other side of her. Her upper arm brushed his hand, and, as if that gave him permission, his fingers slowly dragged up her arm. And with the action, the memories of his touch flooded her.
She could feel the ghost traces of his hands over her, the press of his lips on her skin, and the terror of that night was all she felt. Anya's stomach lurched, threatening to betray her efforts to stay composed. She wanted to slap him away, to shout, but nothing worked. She couldn't make anything work. Running was an option, but the unreasonable side of her knew that if she ran, he'd follow. She'd be cornered and she'd be back in the nightmares she had finally gotten rid of.
"Get away from me," Anya forced out, but her voice was lost among the music and the crowd.
"Hm," Daniel mused, making up the distance she had made and moving closer, her other arm pressing lightly against his chest, "if I remember correctly, there was a time when you wanted me near. For the life of me, I can’t figure out what changed."
Anya opened her mouth to reply, to tell him exactly what had happened, but the words never formed. Yes, she had been doing her best to gain his attention, and had felt special to have him finally be the one to ask her out. Yet he had crossed a line, and had caused her many sleepless nights wondering what she had done to make him think that had been okay to do.
~*~*~
Kyra realized that she didn't have the right to be here asking and demanding this info, and it was becoming even more clear as she was running out of things to actually say. She'd been trained to be thorough, so the fact that they still knew so little bothered her, despite it being about Callum. It felt like a job half done, and she wanted to complete it. Luckily, she was spared from having to take a hit to her dignity and resign from the conversation as she was pulled to one side and Andy's sister was pushed into the tent. The woman looked up to find Callum there, waiting. His whole demeanor pissed her off, and the worst part was she couldn't do anything about it at the moment.
Lawrence stared after Callum as he left, stunned and struggling with the urge to demand answers from him first or to question Alice. He chose the easier option first. He walked over to where Alice was still laying on the ground. "I believe we have a lot a questions for you, Alice," he said, helping her to stand and leading her further into the tent so she couldn't make a break for it.
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(I most certainly do. XD)
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Mar 24, 2021 20:21:29 GMT -5
"It took a week. A week of surviving alone on a strange island. A week of trial and error as I learned how to keep three newborn hawks alive. That was the hardest part. Hand raising captive born birds is hard enough. In the wild, and with no real idea of what I was doing?" Sol shook his head. "It's a miracle they survived at all.
"But survive they did, and when Victory — I was calling her Runt at the time, because she was the smallest — made it to the first week checkpoint, something changed. I wasn't sure what it was at first, but while hunting I just… felt it, a change in the air. An hour later, I was feeding the chicks when I heard Apollo bark. I hadn't stopped looking for him, but considering I was trapped in some magic bubble that wouldn't let me past a certain point I never had much luck. But I knew it was his bark, so I finished feeding the chicks as fast as I could and went to find him.
"He ended up finding me. He came running up all happy and excited like he always was after spending a minute apart. He wasn't hurt, wasn't starved. He wasn't even dirty. But my relief over all that was trumped by the relief that he was acting like himself again. It was like nothing strange ever happened to him.
"I would have been content to sit there in the dirt with him for the rest of the day, but after a few minutes I realized we weren't alone. I got Apollo to calm down and focus, then stood up to face… a person. A man, dressed in dark robes that blended almost perfectly with the forest around him. He had a staff, and a damn wizard hat sitting crooked on his head. And then on his shoulder… was a hawk.
"I asked him who he was. He answered with 'you're welcome.' When I just stared at him he clarified 'for returning your pet to you.' Hearing that pissed me off, but since Apollo was in one piece I kept my temper under wraps.
"'Why did you take him at all?' I asked.
"'Because you took something from me,' he answered.
"I didn't understand what he meant at first. Was he talking about the food and supplies my crew had gathered? But then the bird on his shoulder moved and it hit me: the hawk. He was talking about the hawk I'd killed.
"That knocked the anger right out of me, because I got what he wasn't saying. I looked down at Apollo, sitting happy and healthy by my side, and imagined someone killing him to save an asshole who had been trying to take him from his home and family. I already felt bad for the choice I made, but that made me feel a hundred times worse.
"'I'm sorry," I told the wizard.
"He shook his head. 'It is not I you need to apologize to,' he said. He lifted his arm and the hawk moved to perch on it, facing me. 'Hold out your arm like mine,' he told me, 'and give your apology to Roku, whose mate you stole.'
"I wasn't expecting that. I've never doubted that animals are intelligent, probably more so than we humans care to admit, but it still seemed weird to me, apologizing to a bird. But since he gave Apollo back to me in one piece I did what he said, and held out my arm.
"The hawk screeched, loudly, and launched himself at me. There was a second where I thought he was going for my face. He didn't, but when he landed on my arm he dug his talons in deep."
Sol paused to push up his right shirt sleeve. He showed Parker the scars on his forearm, where eight puncture wounds showed where Roku's talons had held him. "Took every ounce of self-control I possessed not to scream," he admitted unabashedly. At the time Sol's pain tolerance was higher than average thanks to years of military training, but this was before he met the previous Pirate King, before he had most of the scars covering his body now. That evil bastard taught him the true meaning of pain. He tried to use pain to break him, but instead he unintentionally forged Sol into a more deadly weapon.
☆~☆~☆ ( HELL YES! LET'S DO THIS!!!! )
Seth didn't recognize the man seated beside Anya. That wasn't the problem. The problem was Anya's barely concealed terror at having the man so close. It only got worse when she tried to move away, only to find his arm in the way. The man's possessive touch had anger sparking in Seth, fueled by Anya's fear of it. Of him.
This, he realized. This was what had her so on edge all day, why he found her continually looking over her shoulder. Why her brothers were being extra protective. It was all because of this man.
When the man slid closer to her on the bench, Seth moved. He didn't think about it. He took a step and suddenly he was there. He didn't remember summoning magic to use a portal but he must have. He arrived just in time to hear Daniel's last words.
He said coldly, "Probably has something to do with your inability to read body language or respect personal space." His eyes flared a warning. "Move away from her. Now."
☆~☆~☆ Alice struggled half-heartedly against Lawrence, but only to turn around and glare at Callum. "You're a bastard!" she yelled. "A right bastard!"
Callum just crossed his arms over his chest. "Tell me something I don't know."
Sebastian looked from Callum to Alice and back. "How did you find her?"
Callum slowly slid his gaze to the Ghost Rider. "I tracked her," he said, his tone, his expression, giving nothing away.
Sebastian glanced pointedly toward the crack in the tent flaps. "In the dark? That quickly?"
He shrugged one shoulder. "I have good night vision."
"Hm." It was clear Sebastian didn't believe him, but he let it go for now to join Lawrence in questioning Alice.
☆~☆~☆ ( :tongue: )
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