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Post by Ave Domine Nox Noctis on Mar 27, 2021 3:33:11 GMT -5
( I am experiencing ~various difficulties~ but I figured I'd put these out at least! And we could probably start two at a time rather than doing four different stories at once! ^^" No complaints about her background! As long as you don't mind that her father is likely in pieces somewhere~? I can't wait to meet her! And I think we should start when she's an adult, I don't think Eli would have been around much during her childhood, which is something he's trying to make up for now! As for ages, he's canonically the third eldest of seven brothers and is thus written as being both physically and mentally mature to a point. However in this case, I can make it so that he's somewhat grown up with Sophia! It's just that nobody can tell because dragons' ages are weird haha. People are like 'look at this intimidating young man!' And five year old Irsen is like '>;3' He was the equivalent of three kids in a trench coat. ) Without further ado:: -- (King) Irsen 'Sen' Yujin Kitae -- Ruler of the kingdom he has named after himself, 'Kitae', residing in the capital city of Baram -- Though a fearsome enemy seldom challenged, his kingdom enjoys relative peace with equal opportunities for all. Those in power are held to a high standard and a chivalric code is strictly enforced. With the king often adrift and royal duties delegated to others, however, the kingdom isn't as idyllic as it may appear... -- Physically and mentally in his late twenties to early thirties; his exact age is unknown as no one can recall him looking much different than he does now -- He is of average height but with a notably battle-hardened build. Though Irsen doesn't look it unless his lithe muscles are revealed, even with the occasional scar. His strength and speed tends to come as a surprise, but his lackadaisical grace is always on display. He has a feline regality that sees him sprawling in patches of sunlight or suiting a throne with long legs cast over the side and a scepter tapping his boot. Irsen's shoulders are broad and his skin is nigh-gold, misted with numerous darker freckles that are blamed on the sun. The highest concentrations can be found on his shoulders & upper back as well as across the bridge of his nose. His hair is wheat-spun gold with a silky quality that is nonetheless easily mussed during his daily naps. It falls nearly to his hips in a shimmering banner that is styled elaborately in courtly settings. When traveling under guise, however, he twists it up and obscures it beneath a wide-brimmed hat. Regardless of circumstance, however, his hair is typically parted in the front to form long bangs that shield the upper half of his face and left eye from view. There is a relatively minor scar that splits his left brow, but that isn't the reason for his styling choice. Irsen's face is attractive in a way that verges on unearthly. His features are perfectly symmetrical with rather large but oblique honey-gold eyes; the overall shape and placement of his features may remind one vaguely of a serpent. Perhaps it's his sharp jaw and equally sharp smile, or his unblinking predatory gaze. The man isn't very expressive, his face usually passionless and suggesting obvious boredom. When engaged, however, it's clear that there's a lot more going on under the surface. He devotes his full attention to whoever he's speaking to, keeping note of mannerisms and micro-expressions so that he may respond in kind. Smiles are natural when it comes to Sophia, however. Irsen's style is unpredictable and eclectic. As an avid conqueror and adventurer alike, he enjoys engaging in, sharing, and experiencing the uniqueness of many cultures and races. The best of them are incorporated into his own, such as a way of farming or teaching; cultural differences are appreciated but left to their respective peoples while he builds on his own. His fighting styles and weapons are varied as a matter of course. In fact, he rarely travels with a primary weapon of his own as he can just as easily buy- or loot- one when necessary. -- Irsen's style of affection features many gifts. Not quite in a material or distant sense- he values things, and he'd like those he cares for to have things of value. While he may be kept happy with anything received no matter how apparently worthless- it's the thought that counts! - he's more discerning when it comes to giving himself. His tastes are not singular, so he may be forced to undergo research in able to find the best way of showing how much he cares. If it is not a gift of convenience or vanity, then Irsen isn't above devoting his time. He may not go about it the right way...as he demands attention as he gives it. No, he did not take you to this beautiful valley to appreciate nature, you're here to look at him and you may not break eye contact while he feeds you sweets. ( Oho! Dakota isn't what I expected but she sounds like a lot of fun! She's his polar opposite because he believes telling the truth is for losers, but I think he can learn a lot from her and they can maybe balance each other out! Glaisne (pronounced Glash-Knee) doesn't like to get physical so he's not above providing her with weapons and then hiding behind her whilst calling her his 'knight in shining armor'. I apologize in advance for how annoying he is, Dakota. I would like to say that he doesn't mean it but he definitely does. (;-_-)/ ) -- Glaisne 'Nick' Dantès -- Exorcist Extraordinaire! Or so he claims. His history and origins may change but this 'fact' remains the same -- He appears to be in his early twenties though this changes as well to suit his needs -- Glaisne has no true home to call his own, he remains on the road with a different car every week or so and will be familiar with most of the hotels and motels in your area before you even meet him. It's rather strange that he is always fresh-faced and well put-together no matter what, however...He always appears where he's needed and generally in the nick of time. It's how he's earned his nickname, in fact -- He's surprisingly short and at least appears physically nonthreatening. Glaisne maintains a carefully neat appearance, with his prematurely wisteria-gray hair neatly parted, kept at a reasonable length, and styled to avoid impeding his vision. There are strange hints of neon green at the ends and coloring a stubborn 'swoosh' of hair on the right side of his head that can only be seen in moonlight. A new type of dye, surely! Glaisne has Asian features but does not have a set birthplace, as he always has a different story when questioned and knows too many languages for a single one to stick out. His eyes are a bit down-turned and as serene as his name suggests, there's a visible warmth in the strange hues- that vary with every meeting. Surely they can't be the fuchsia that is most commonly seen; he simply likes colored contacts. This can explain away the occasionally four-pointed star shaped pupils as well. Although there don't appear to be any irises to distinguish them and they Are rather pink...His facial structure is soft with rounded cheeks and an ever-smiling mouth. While a scarlet tattoo of wings arcing into a heart resides under his left eye and his ears are pierced with jade studs, Glaisne otherwise has a very meticulous style of dress. He can commonly be found in a sable cassock-styled coat with a priest's collar and unpriestly habit of having some form of pale skin on display. Usually in the form of a v-neck under his coat. Belts secured in strategic places- that are not at all provocative! - aid him in carrying various tools of the trade, such as bottles of salt and sage, silver knives, and a colt model 1851 revolver...His rather long sleeves conceal more of the like, and the jade belts on his biceps can be looped into holes at their ends so that he can fully expose both arms when necessary. Other than the aforementioned tattoo, Glaisne's skin is perfectly clear with neither a scar nor blemish in sight. Strange, considering his dangerous profession... -- It's more his nebulous attitude that is suspect, though Glaisne often pretends not to notice this. He is much too skilled at controlling his emotions and expressions for anyone to know what he's truly thinking. While his words and actions suggest a willingness to help whenever there's a need, something about his very presence can set alarm bells ringing. Animals tend to spook or avoid him, much to his visible dismay. This, at least, appears to truly get to him as he was once found meowing sadly at a cat that hissed at him with increasing volume -- Glaisne is affectionate in a touch-and-go kind of way. Quite literally, in fact. He enjoys flirting, teasing, and acting syrupy sweet for his own amusement but appears to be careful not to take it too far. He holds himself at a distance from everyone despite the number of friends and friendlies that he associates with. His persona isn't entirely fabricated, however, and he doesn't really seem as if he's even capable of speaking the truth. At least not the full truth...He's a mystery in more ways than one, and it's been this way for so long that he doesn't know if he can change. ( Two very different stories indeed! If we're going the romance route, Glaisne is a slow burn while Irsen thinks that's a waste of time. ) ( She sounds awesome! And that's a perfect plot to go with her~ Shenanigans are guaranteed! I like the fact that she's an energetic go-getter, and I think Sab would respect the fact that she's always working to improve~ I think they can be unpredictable together, haha~ Hmhm, I can't wait to see how you paint her! I'm still working on Sab right now, so unfortunately their adventures will be delayed... But we can work on a little more plot building, at least ^^" Like, do you think her suddenly landing a legendary 'being' would make her a target? Does she intend to use him to supplement her magic or to accomplish a certain goal? ) ( Yeah, I was actually kind of surprised to learn that he studied hard because that's not something to expect with his personality but it makes sense! haha~ and he impressed me when he was kidnapped! Ooh sounds perfect~ I can't wait to write his anxious hovering! Also it probably doesn't bear mentioning- but Mika totally doesn't mind her build! More to hug! He's clingy when he's sleepy~ Destiny sounds like a sweetheart! Mika has zero (0) chance of making it out unscathed. And he'd be especially protective of her due to her anxiety! He'll have to learn to tone it down because if someone makes her uncomfortable he's like 'I see...so death is the only option'. Not that he can properly attack them, as he's gone partially blind from staring at the sun~ I have ~ideas~ for Mika and I already know how to write his Starter! Coming soon to a 'Free Puppy' box near you~ )
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Post by Ave Domine Nox Noctis on Mar 27, 2021 4:12:22 GMT -5
( And here's Glaisne, as a bonus! I don't feel like I described him properly ^^" )
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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 27, 2021 12:55:52 GMT -5
Seth didn't sleep much that night. After checking on Aidan — still fast asleep, cuddling Anya's dragon in a stranglehold — he slipped out the window and climbed up to the roof. He told himself it was because he wasn't tired yet, that he'd head to bed in a bit, but he knew better. He didn't want to crowd Anya, not tonight. So, he went to the roof.
He didn't mean to stay up there all night, yet when dawn came Seth found himself blinking open his eyes to find the sky above him. At first he couldn't remember why he was on the roof, but within a few blinks he remembered. He closed his eyes tight for several seconds, breathed deeply, then sat up and moved to the edge of the roof to jump down.
As soon as his feet were on the ground the damn rooster started crowing. Seth swore colorfully and resisted the urge to cover his ears like a child. Instead he did his best to ignore it as he headed for the front door.
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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 27, 2021 21:18:23 GMT -5
(You're all good! Fine with me. Which two do you feel the most confident/excited about? I know Destiny/Mike is one, but what about the other?) Haha, I'm totally okay with her father being in pieces. I wasn't planning on him being brought into the plot anyway. XD "Three kids in a trench coat." YES! I love it. It's perfect. I love him, and I he's going to be a joy. XD Haha! Oh boy, they're going to have a grand time together, I can just feel it! She's going to get so sick of him by day 2. XD LOOK AT HIM!!! LOOK AT THAT CUTE LITTLE FACE!!!!) (Of course, not! Irsen demands to be loved, right then and there. How dare you believe otherwise. XD) (I'm fine with fleshing out the plot a little more. All of those are good questions. I think that her original goal was to summon a creature who would help her increase her abilities, like a sort of familiar. Maybe it's kind of like a stepping stone for students. That if they can summon a familiar, than it means they're ready for the next step in their studies. I would definitely think it would make her a target for two reasons. 1. she was able to summon a very powerful being while at a basic level of her schooling, and 2. she summoned a creature that caused so much damage and trouble he was banned from being brought back, lol. ) (He's got determination and passion, you got to give it to him, lol. Sweet! Than I say these two can be one of the starting plots because I am very, very excited to see these two together!!!! Now to just figure out the other one. Lol~) Parker stayed awake longer than he had thought he would. After the... exertions that night. While he had confirmed her would have been fine, and still offered to take the first watch, the man had to constantly fight the urge to lay down and get some very much needed sleep. That, and to curl up next to Sol in the process. But, no, he was true to his word, and while Sol slept, he stayed as alert as he could manage. Half the night went by, but he didn't wake Sol until three more hours later, trying to give the captain as much time to catch up on his sleep as he could. As much as he would have liked to stay up the whole night, he just couldn't. So when dawn finally colored the sky, Parker was still sound asleep. He had taken the spot he had the night before, stretched out by the low fire, and using his arm as a pillow.
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It took nearly an hour before Anya felt calm enough to head to bed. She had walked to her bed and no even bothered to change her clothes before falling onto the mattress and pulling the covers over her. If she noticed Seth's absence, she didn't do anything about it. What good would she be able to do in this state?
He sleep during the night was fitful to say the least. She had been right in guessing the old suppressed nightmares would pop back up. They weren't as bad as they first were, but she still found herself tossing and turned more than she would have liked. That, on top of just being low on emotional energy, the woman was still in bed hen the rooster crowed.
Maria, however, wasn't. She was in the kitchen, as she always was, making breakfast and getting the table set. When the front door opened, she smiled at Seth. "Good morning, dear," she greeted, the same greeting she would have used for any one of her sons. "You're up early this morning."
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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 27, 2021 22:02:47 GMT -5
Even after their activities, it still took Sol a little while to fall asleep, just not nearly as long as it would have otherwise. Once he was asleep, however, he slept long and deep until Parker woke him up. He woke up like a soldier, coming alert instantly without moving a muscle. He knew right away that Parker had let him sleep longer than planned, but he chose not to scold him for it. He just sat up and took over the watch.
At dawn, he left Parker to sleep and went out to check the traps. Like the night before, he returned empty-handed, once more put off by what he had found. Whatever was on this island with them was not happy about it. So why was it telling them in such a roundabout way? Sol didn't have the answer, but he knew it was time to tell Parker about it.
Sol returned to the beach. He was halfway back to the camp, could clearly see Parker still asleep beside the cinders of their fire, when he heard it: a familiar, high pitched shriek.
He slammed to a halt and looked up. Sure enough, spiraling down toward him, was a red-tailed hawk.
With a grin, Sol held out his arm as a perch. Victory landed smoothly and shrieked angrily once, then climbed up to his shoulder and started grooming and nuzzling him like a chick. It made him laugh. "Yeah, I know. It's good to see you too. Took you ling enough to get here."
Victory shreed at him, offended. He just laughed again.
☆~☆~☆ Seth stepped into the kitchen. "Good morning," he returned. He looked around to see if there was anything he could do to help. "Yeah, uh..." He scratched the back of his head. "I kinda fell asleep on the roof last night."
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Post by Ave Domine Nox Noctis on Mar 28, 2021 3:24:34 GMT -5
( Definitely Sophia & Irsen! Let's do cute before angst, haha~ Also I have to channel my inner Shady person for the others. Ah, they're chaotic in a different way so I have to find ways to make myself sound smarter than I am ^^"
Oh, I really love that you love him because he's one of my dearest characters~! Glad you're excited too! I've been busy today so when I tried to write his starter it went kaput but I'll try again soon! <3
He's supposed to be keeping her safe but he has to get some fun out of it~ Also! Fake flirting that becomes Real Flirting is one of my mortal weaknesses! </3 Like "haha love you too~"... "WAIT" I love to make my boys SUFFER Do Not be fooled by his cuteness! He's a Knife Cat in disguise! )
( Nice! That all works out~ ^^ So are we going modern world with magic in the background like Harry Potter? Is she learning alone or in a school setting, and is it a close knit community like a coven or something?
Lol Sab would heely in like "WHAT'S UP SUCKERS" And Everybody by the Backstreet Boys would be playing as his entrance music because he has ~taste~. Fun fact! I based him off of a character who unironically has the lyrics "Bow chicka bow wow now bow chicka bow down" in his theme song. I am also a man of ~taste~. )
( I am too! I have the juice but not the muse- but I'm working on both starters! Of course you're also free to go ahead and I'll follow your lead! ^^" My loose idea for Irsen is for him to surprise Sophia while she's working aand I'm trying to work out how not to give Mika an introduction that's too cliche...maybe he's injured as a doggo but he's trying to protect Destiny from someone/something? Or he might 'walk' her home at night and she could think he actually wants food haha~
For now, please have a very rushed Mika and some art because I didn't want to go on describing him haha )
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Post by Ave Domine Nox Noctis on Mar 28, 2021 3:26:41 GMT -5
-- Mikazuki -- An inugami seeking asylum in a foreign country -- His age is undetermined, even he isn't sure how to quantify it. He looks younger than he is, however, and physically he looks to be around 15 or 16 if he tries. Mentally, Mika would perhaps be 20 at most -- Mikazuki stands at roughly 5'6 with incredibly pale youthful features, fluffy-looking hair, and wide crystalline blue eyes. His murky gray-blue-green hair falls along his jawline and is often neat and perfectly symmetrical- barring the random braid he might weave as a show of anxiety. He tends to dress 'comfortably' once he learns about modern fashion, though his previous outfit could also qualify as such. He favors concealing his athletic but scarred build with an overlarge sweater or hoodie. His left ear is pierced with a dangling hanafuda earring while just above it is a tiny star-shaped bell that tends to herald his movements. Mika's canine ears are likewise pierced with spherical azure bells. He is always found in a simple black collar that hides the majority of his neck and throat. -- As a canine Mikazuki retains his piercings and collar, which are a striking contrast against his ashen fur and bright azure eyes. He resembles a Hokkaido Ken with a paler underside and fluffy curled tail. The backs of his ears bear bronze petal-shaped markings, as does his the base of his spine and the tip of his tail. This form isn't exactly forgettable, but can be explained away as a rare breed at the least. Mikazuki was once able to seamlessly switch between forms but physical trauma has made it so that he can only remain in humanoid form once the sun sets in order to mitigate the healing process. His fluffy ears and tail may emerge every now and then, usually responding to his emotions at the time. -- Japanese is of course his native tongue but he's familiar with many other languages, including English. -- Mikazuki pretends to be slothful but is way too fond of making things harder for himself. He lives by a secret code of honor that is apparently always in effect despite his best efforts to mind his own business. Honestly, he likes to take care of others but he's been taken advantage of enough times that he tries to close himself off. Unfortunately, in addition to being a bleeding heart Mikazuki is also a bleeding optimist. He may not believe in himself, but he wants to believe in others and the potential they have to make the world a better place. Mika likes to make his tone a lazy drawl but can be startled- or provoked- into using his real voice, which is of a much lower and attractive register. His style of showing affection is primarily in time and effort; he can't exactly say how he feels without spontaneously combusting so he tries his best to simply be there and make things easier & more pleasant. He can also be revealed to be very tactile, enjoying sleepy cuddles and secret PDA. Do not attempt to hold his hand in public, he'll cover his red face the entire time and might experience heart problems. what do you mean he has to wear pants?
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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 28, 2021 12:25:05 GMT -5
It took a moment for Parker's mind to register what he had said. When it it, he tilted his head and opened his eyes to find, sure enough, Victory sitting close to the captain. The man quickly sat up, wincing slightly. Maybe two rounds yesterday hadn't been the smartest idea. "When did she get here?" He asked.
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"Then I'm glad to have amended that," Maria said. She motioned to the table. "Sit, I've actually been meaning to talk to you."
(I am more than fine with that! And that's a problem I have too, sounding smarter than I am. We'll just wing it. XD)
(Lol, that's fine. I'll work on a starter for Sophia as well and try to leave a lot of room for you to work with.)
(Yes! Fake flirt away and leave them confused as to when they stopped meani g it as a joke! I love it! He is cute and I will say that no matter what!)
(I like the Harry Potter style. Maybe it's like a coven, and one novice is paired with a fully fledged wizard/witch. So while they might have individual studies, it wouldn't be unheard of teachers having group lessons and competitions among students. Might offer some interesting interactions that way.
XD and I would love him even more for it if he did. PLEASE let him do something long those lines at some point. This man needs to have creative liberties. )
(Lol, that's how I figured Irsen would come into the picture. As for Mija, if he's hurt, Destiny would be even more determined to help him, never mind the fact that he might attack her if the wound was too bad. She would gladly take getting bit if it meant he would be helped. Or if you'd rather it be a more slow burn, having him just follow her and her believing he's just hungry works too. Then, with trust being built, she might run into trouble and he decides then is a good time to dispel the secret and berate her about how she should be more careful.)
(He's so precious!!!!! Again, I want one.)
EDIT: (Okay, so I got Sophia's starter done! I'm just going to leave this right here. ^_^ )
Summer was always her favorite time of year. Everything was full in bloom, travelers from all over flooded the city, and business was never better. Currently, she sat behind her desk on the second floor of her family’s business, the window opened and allowing the stiff breeze to stir the curtains. It also offered a nice view of the town square. She found herself staring out the window, watching as the people went about their days more often than the papers in front of her. The first floor acted as a warehouse for their wares, while the second floor served as offices and meeting areas. Her uncle, Jeord, was the main person in charge, but she had proven to be valuable to the company. She had an eye for quality and a head for numbers, which meant more often than not she would be put in charge of the finances. Not the most exciting, but it was good work. However, there were chances for her to get out and do something more interesting. With the weather more favorable for travel, there were times when she was sent in her uncle’s place to secure shipments of goods. Dealing with spices and fabric, they were one of the major importers in town. They did business with all the surrounding towns, and even had connections to a few port cities. The ports were places Jeord liked to handle himself, but she still liked the journeys to the neighboring towns. One was schedule in two weeks time, and it was this that had her mind straying from the work before her. The woman let the papers fall to the desk as she leaned back in her chair, arms stretching above her head. Sophia had been working all morning, and she was beginning to get tired of her office space. Surely, no one would mind if she took a small break, right? Then again, she didn’t have that much left. If she focused, she would be done with it in another hour or so. Then she wouldn’t have to worry about it at all.
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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 28, 2021 12:51:18 GMT -5
Sol tossed Victory another piece of meat. She chirped at him and started eating. "About an hour ago. You were still sleeping, the traps were empty, so I took her hunting. We got back a few minutes ago." In those few minutes, he'd built up the fire and prepped one of the rabbits for cooking.
☆~☆~☆ Seth blinked. His first thought: Shit. No one liked to hear those words — we need to talk — directed at them. It rarely meant good news. Seth couldn't even imagine what Maria Dorreh wanted to talk to him about.
That was a lie. He had a couple ideas, and none of them sounded fun.
He glanced once toward the stairs, hoping to see Aidan or Anya — or anyone, really — but he hadn't even heard anyone stir upstairs since he'd been here. It was probably for the best. Whatever this was about, he needed to hear it, whether he wanted to or not. So, he sat.
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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 28, 2021 13:14:18 GMT -5
Parker rubbed the lingering sleep from his eyes and took in the prepared rabbits and built fire. He might not have slept the full night, but he had slept deeply and soundly. "Is there any sign of the Comet?" he asked.
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Maria noted his silence, and a quick glance his way confirmed her thoughts. While he was very good at keeping his expressions in check, she was the mother of five boys: she could tell nervousness when it hit. She had to bit back a chuckle. "I don't mean to embarrass you, which is why I'm asking you now while everyone else is still in bed, and I do not mean to pry. However, as a mother, I have some degree of rights to snoop. I've gotten partial bits from one side, but I must know the other too." She sent the young man a smile. "What is my daughter to you, Seth?"
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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 28, 2021 14:21:41 GMT -5
Sol took his hand back, but Victory fluttered her wings and hopped onto his wrist. He shifted her over onto his knee. "She'll find it. Might take a while, depending on how far they are, but she'll find it."
☆~☆~☆ Seth held the woman's stare for a minute before lowering it to the table again. "Maybe not now, but there was a time not too long ago when I had to be terrible just to survive. I hated every minute, but what does that matter if I was terrible anyway?" He started drawing invisible shapes on the table with his finger. "When I met Anya, I was at my worst. I really wasn't a good person, Maria, but she..." His finger paused, then started moving again. "Right from the start she's had me doing the kinds of things I hadn't thought to do in a long time. Like help a lost girl find her way." A fleeting smile crossed his face as he finally stopped drawing and sat up to meet Maria's gaze again. "She makes me want to be better. Not just better than the bad man I became, but... the best me I can be."
He looked toward the hallway, the stairs. "I know... at least I think I know, what you want me to tell you. But if I'm going to say those words, they'll be to her before anyone else. She deserves that." He turned back to Maria. "She deserves to come first. And for me, she always will."
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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 28, 2021 16:11:52 GMT -5
Parker nodded. If she managed to them on the island, then she would have a way to find the ship. Instead, his attention shifted to food. "Do you need help?" He asked.
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Maria couldn't stop the smoke that came with his response. "As I said, caring," She commented. The woman brought over a plateful of food and set it in front of Setb. Then set a hand lightly on his shoulder. "I never expected you to say anything, but I trust you'll find the courage to tell her what you need to when you're ready. If you'll take the advice of an old woman, I will tell you this: take it slow. She wears her heart on her sleeve, and it's caused her to be burned, but I can say for sure that she will not turn away from whatever you say."
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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 28, 2021 18:11:52 GMT -5
Parker nodded as he carefully moved closer to where he was. "It's what I'm used to," he told Sol. "There's always things to be done on a farm. 'If the sun's up, you should be working. You rest when you no longer have enough light to work by,' my father always told us. Of course, we had time for breaks and food, and there were days he would let each of us have to ourselves to do as we wished. He wasn't forcing us to work nonstop, but you know what I mean. And I always felt like I had to do more. I'm the youngest, after all, and don't share the bulk my brothers do. I kind of gotten into my head that I had to prove I was just as capable as the others." That I was no less of a man than them. No one had ever questioned him about that, but it was a worry he held ever since his family became aware of his preferences in the romantic department. A few jabs were made from his brothers, but they were always corrected and lighthearted. Still, it was ever present. "That and the whole 'you don't work, you don't eat' motto was a very prominent feature of our childhood. And since, in this case, it does have to do with food, I want to do what I can. You went out to find it, so I can at least help to prepare and cook it."
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(Yes, yes it was. XD)
Maria gave his shoulder a small squeeze. "How do you think she got burned?" she asked in reply to his question. "But Anya has made it clear to me that she does not wish for me to say anything about it. She's afraid of how you will think of her. I promised I wouldn't tell. If anyone should tell you what happened, it should be her."
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