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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 18:24:56 GMT -5
[[Ok, I'm too tired to do a fight scene tonight. Can I do it tomorrow Blood? I'll open with it at like 12 or so?]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 22, 2017 18:26:23 GMT -5
((Yah that's okie x me and night are just going to roll through Katherine and Legion for a bit I think))
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on Jan 22, 2017 18:26:36 GMT -5
Aurinda smiled lightly as they reached her room and sighed gently, "Thank you for walking with me Ulfric." she told him lightly. And then she easily rose up onto her toes and gave him a light kiss on the cheek before dipping inside her room, "Goodnight." she chimed out the door, catching his gaze with a smile before closing the door behind her lightly.
(Couldn't not let Aurinda give him a kiss, it was just perfect!)
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 18:32:20 GMT -5
Aurinda smiled lightly as they reached her room and sighed gently, "Thank you for walking with me Ulfric." she told him lightly. And then she easily rose up onto her toes and gave him a light kiss on the cheek before dipping inside her room, "Goodnight." she chimed out the door, catching his gaze with a smile before closing the door behind her lightly. (Couldn't not let Aurinda give him a kiss, it was just perfect!) [[v v tempted to get valare to shout from the other room "Oh just bone him already!" then go back to her passive agressive knitting or w/e the hell she does. ]]
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 22, 2017 18:33:29 GMT -5
"He won through trickery. Tell no one of that." He warned, arching his eyebrow at her. "Tremour will be prepared for something like that again. Potentia wouldn't win, even with us helping." He sighed, before turning to her. "I've made my choice." He said, before closing the distance between them. "The ancients gathered, and no one stayed except for me." He smirked, before lifting her chin, parting his lips, and sinking his fangs deep into the flesh of her neck.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 22, 2017 18:35:00 GMT -5
((Well, Katherine's dead, everyone can choose a new protagonist now))
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 22, 2017 18:35:05 GMT -5
Aurinda smiled lightly as they reached her room and sighed gently, "Thank you for walking with me Ulfric." she told him lightly. And then she easily rose up onto her toes and gave him a light kiss on the cheek before dipping inside her room, "Goodnight." she chimed out the door, catching his gaze with a smile before closing the door behind her lightly. (Couldn't not let Aurinda give him a kiss, it was just perfect!) Ulfric stared blankly at the door, before he slowly turned and began to walk away, his hand travelling to his cheek, which was burning where her lips had touched.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 22, 2017 18:37:10 GMT -5
"He won through trickery. Tell no one of that." He warned, arching his eyebrow at her. "Tremour will be prepared for something like that again. Potentia wouldn't win, even with us helping." He sighed, before turning to her. "I've made my choice." He said, before closing the distance between them. "The ancients gathered, and no one stayed except for me." He smirked, before lifting her chin, parting his lips, and sinking his fangs deep into the flesh of her neck. About half an hour later Katherine dazedly left the hall, her hand covering her neck, which was still seeping a little blood, her other hand clutching the necklace she'd been gifted. She headed towards the building where the Royals would stay and entered, heading up to her shared room with Aiden. Entering it hesitantly and closing the door behind her, she hovered where she stood. 'I just got chosen by Legion.' She said, sounding a little dizzy and confused.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 18:38:44 GMT -5
((Well, Katherine's dead, everyone can choose a new protagonist now)) [[
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 22, 2017 18:41:46 GMT -5
Aiden looked up and blinked slowly, before dropping his book and standing. He walked over to her and slid his arm around her shoulder, before taking her to the nearest seat and letting her sit down in it, before he grabbed one of the linen pillows, pulled the case off of it, folded said case and pressed it to her neck. "Are you going to be alright?" He asked softly, examining her closely.
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on Jan 22, 2017 18:42:26 GMT -5
Aurinda smiled to herself behind the door, resting there for a moment before sighing happily and heading to get ready for bed.
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on Jan 22, 2017 18:43:08 GMT -5
Aurinda smiled lightly as they reached her room and sighed gently, "Thank you for walking with me Ulfric." she told him lightly. And then she easily rose up onto her toes and gave him a light kiss on the cheek before dipping inside her room, "Goodnight." she chimed out the door, catching his gaze with a smile before closing the door behind her lightly. (Couldn't not let Aurinda give him a kiss, it was just perfect!) [[v v tempted to get valare to shout from the other room "Oh just bone him already!" then go back to her passive agressive knitting or w/e the hell she does. ]] (Would have been hilarious)
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 22, 2017 18:43:37 GMT -5
'Uh... yeah.' She replied, blinking up at him. 'But I get the feeling this is going to be an uh... common occurrence.' She coughed, evidently embarrassed, and averted her gaze. 'I didn't really get a choice.' She added, feeling she had to defend herself.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 22, 2017 18:51:22 GMT -5
'Uh... yeah.' She replied, blinking up at him. 'But I get the feeling this is going to be an uh... common occurrence.' She coughed, evidently embarrassed, and averted her gaze. 'I didn't really get a choice.' She added, feeling she had to defend herself. He nodded slowly. "I understand. You never really do with some of them." He said, before examining the wound again. "The bleeding has stopped now." He said, taking the makeshift close away, before heading to the bathroom to grab a bowl of water, and a real cloth. He brought it back, and placed it down, before gently beginning to dab around the bites and clean the area. ((Should mention that topless Aiden is topless ^^ 👌))
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 22, 2017 18:58:00 GMT -5
Katherine sat in silence; she could already feel the wall between them melting away a little at his actions, and the quiet calm between them. She found herself examining his form, and her cheeks reddening as their wedding night once again assaulted her head. Well, if you're going to provide an heir, there's only one way to do it. she assured herself, waiting patiently for him to finish attending to her neck. Once he was done, she raised her lips and placed a soft kiss on his lips, closing her eyes, before pulling slowly away, a little embarrassed that she'd made the move herself. 'Thankyou.' She said, folding her hands politely in her lap and looking everywhere but at him.
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 22, 2017 19:01:03 GMT -5
"You're welcome." He said, tilting his head to examine her. As he did, his back tingled and his tattoo shimmered, the head moving to rest on his shoulder. "Will you stop...?" He muttered, looking down at the tattoo, which lazily blinked, before closing its eyes and going back to sleep.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 22, 2017 19:04:44 GMT -5
((*coughs* //skip *coughs* Going to leave that here. We can skip to morning once we've gone through Alain and Tabir ))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 19:06:09 GMT -5
[[Ok Lily is sleeping now, but I shall leave you with a Tabir fight scene opener.]]
"She said what?" Tabir asked, choking on his fondant as the red-faced guard at the door tried to repeat what he just said. But the King-Consort laughed. He wasn't going to force him to do so -- he understood perfectly what was going on.
"Let me guess, she got annoyed, didn't she? Bet it was that Oceanaic one. The queen. What's-her-face. Y'know, the posh one," he said.
"I..Inai Hydor?" The guard stammered.
"Yeah! Ilie Hordor. That one. Oh well, thank's for the warning I'll--"
Being Beastia's son gave him something special in the smell department. Smells were as vivid as flashes of light -- and right now he smelled a wolf. Not one of Iona's little guards or Valare lycanthropizing. No, someone was trying to control himself -- someone he, despite his irritating brooding angsty teenageness, loved. So he sighed and said. "Excuse me, I've got to go and be..." he shuddered "...a good father," he finished, before turning around and stripping off every item of his clothing. He didn't want them to get ripped.
Pop, crack, snap. The sound of his bones echoed throughout the glass-dome room. The ripples of muscle under his skin started to bulge and his face spontaneously grew out into a threatening grimace. Shining white fur had never looked so terrifying. Without the eyepatch you could see the real wound, a black gaping hole in the middle of his face. The large wolf ran straight for the 4 inch thick glass wall and then staight through it. He flew across at least 50 feet until he landed straight in the middle of the beach -- shards flying all around him.
There, he saw him struggling to control. Poor thing, he shouldn't have to. Not here. So his father smirked, pulling back his wolf form until he was on his hind legs. There, he struggled, but eventually managed to put a paw on his hip and stick it out -- to remain in the true effeminate fashion Alain so
You know, those boots? So last winter if you ask me, he said, and prepared for the inevitable.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 19:08:38 GMT -5
[[in keeping with the PM topic of conversation...I found this relevant gif to your statement. ]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 22, 2017 19:12:07 GMT -5
((Awhhhh Babe u even left me with a reply you is lush))
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 22, 2017 19:13:14 GMT -5
[[in keeping with the PM topic of conversation...I found this relevant gif to your statement. ]] ((Would that be the one about UK politics?))
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 22, 2017 19:19:14 GMT -5
Alain turned his head to stare at the wolf before him, before his eyes flared and his pupils slitted. Ma'sir launched herself forwards, sweeping him into her wings and away from view as he transformed, diving her head down to fight him down herself. A few moments passed, with lots of vicious snarling from both parties, before the wyvern recoiled from a harsh claw to her tooth that knocked it out. She shrank away, running her tongue through it, and decided his father probably deserved the attack rather than herself.
Alain shook down his beautiful, partially-unmarred pelt, and flashed his white fangs at Tabir, falling onto all fours. He stalked towards him, muscles rippling beneath his fur and his shoulders haunched, ready to attack. When he was close enough he sprinted forwards, and collided with Tabir, immediately trying to sink his fangs into his throat.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 22, 2017 19:27:14 GMT -5
[[in keeping with the PM topic of conversation...I found this relevant gif to your statement. ]] ((Would that be the one about UK politics?)) [[if you mean US then yes. We ain't even started on U.K. Politics yet...don't even get me started on the Alex Salmond butt tattoo story.,, (And cause I should sleep, I'm gonna tell ya'll the story tomorrow. I am totally going to bed now. Night.)]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 22, 2017 19:30:06 GMT -5
((Night Lily! ^.^))
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 22, 2017 19:35:14 GMT -5
((G'night lil's ^^))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 23, 2017 7:33:08 GMT -5
Alain turned his head to stare at the wolf before him, before his eyes flared and his pupils slitted. Ma'sir launched herself forwards, sweeping him into her wings and away from view as he transformed, diving her head down to fight him down herself. A few moments passed, with lots of vicious snarling from both parties, before the wyvern recoiled from a harsh claw to her tooth that knocked it out. She shrank away, running her tongue through it, and decided his father probably deserved the attack rather than herself. Alain shook down his beautiful, partially-unmarred pelt, and flashed his white fangs at Tabir, falling onto all fours. He stalked towards him, muscles rippling beneath his fur and his shoulders haunched, ready to attack. When he was close enough he sprinted forwards, and collided with Tabir, immediately trying to sink his fangs into his throat. Oh don't hurt your flipping dragon -- those are rare, he muttered to himself, before preparing for Alain's attack. He wasn't particularly hurt or phased by the fact Alain would probably try to kill him -- his mother had done the same thing on several occasions herself, but they managed to make the best of their marriage. Tabir just stood, preparing for Alain's attack. Once he was knocked down, and the gnashing to his throat began, he had to act quickly to avoid truly dying. He was pinned down -- but he'd been in that situation before. He managed to pull both legs up until they could feel at Alain's stomach. He began kicking viciously, and the moment Alain was distracted or his grip was in any way weakened, he kicked with every ounce of strength within him. And that kick was so powerful, that it knocked his son off of him, hurling him throughout the air until he landed about where he started. Tabir smirked. Gonna have to do better than that, son, you learned that move when you were four. [[Sorry that so sounds god-modding but fight scenes in rp's are difficult unless you're doing by the minute replies.]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 23, 2017 7:34:01 GMT -5
((I don't mind really OP charries! Me and Night are rping gods for lords sake XD))
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 23, 2017 7:39:23 GMT -5
Alain lay still for a few moments, evidently very winded. Sucking in a few sharp breaths he heaved himself back to his paws, staggering slightly then shaking himself down. He swung around again, snarling viciously, his eyes filled with nothing but terrifying, fiery rage. He sprinted at his father again, his teeth and mouth actually aching with the flaming desire to rip him to shreds and taste his blood. He leapt at his legs this time, latching on and locking his crushing jaws on his fathers back leg- to any listening, the sounds of the vicious snarling itself would be enough to indicate the sheer ferociousness of the fight.
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 23, 2017 17:21:29 GMT -5
((Boop))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 23, 2017 17:33:42 GMT -5
Alain lay still for a few moments, evidently very winded. Sucking in a few sharp breaths he heaved himself back to his paws, staggering slightly then shaking himself down. He swung around again, snarling viciously, his eyes filled with nothing but terrifying, fiery rage. He sprinted at his father again, his teeth and mouth actually aching with the flaming desire to rip him to shreds and taste his blood. He leapt at his legs this time, latching on and locking his crushing jaws on his fathers back leg- to any listening, the sounds of the vicious snarling itself would be enough to indicate the sheer ferociousness of the fight. [[I'm so sorry it took me till now to be on. I got really really sick today in college and had to come home. Here now until half 11 probs but then I'll need to sleep.]] Och f*ck Tabir thought, trying to pull out his back leg. Trying not to focus on the pain was one of his best tactic's in a fight, and was why he didn't turn to aggression as freely as Valare and Alain did. But that was getting increasingly difficult, as the pain in his back leg started to multiply. The blood was freely flowing and a few snapping sounds started to take place. While that was happening, Tabir doubled over and sunk his teeth deep into the lower back of Alain's wolfish form. He didn't gain pleasure from the sight of blood mixing in with the palomino fur his son had, but he figured that unless he actually fought, Alain would never learn.
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