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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 24, 2017 8:54:55 GMT -5
Alain's expression became curious as he examined her a second time, curiously slipping his hand into the pocket on his trousers. Shes only a few years younger; relations with my Kingdom are close. Ending up with her may cause a potential problem as she is the only one left remaining of her family, and I am the only child of my own; she would either have to relinquish the Crystal Isles to Zale'mas and me through Marriage, or I would have to leave Zale'mas without an heir. Hesitant now to accept her affections as he was wary of the future, he finally changed his mind and came to the conclusion that he'd prefer to spite his mother and marry a beautiful, intelligent, and powerful woman, than stick around and marry who she thought was right for him. A handsome smile flickered onto his lips, and he finally nodded. 'Sure- that sounds great.' He replied to her, before gesturing politely. 'Lead the way.'
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 8:55:34 GMT -5
[[I would but I've got no money to buy them >.> to be honest I'd really like some McNuggets right now, since you basically don't have to chew them and they're really easy food. I'll probably end up picking at a chicken wrap or something soon.
And good plan. I should probably go to the doctors for the stomach issues but it's a nightmare to get an appointment right now.]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 24, 2017 8:56:39 GMT -5
((Can you manage bread? That tends to settle my stomach whenever I get Nausea... not sure if it's the same thing though and if it will help...))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 9:10:39 GMT -5
Alain's expression became curious as he examined her a second time, curiously slipping his hand into the pocket on his trousers. Shes only a few years younger; relations with my Kingdom are close. Ending up with her may cause a potential problem as she is the only one left remaining of her family, and I am the only child of my own; she would either have to relinquish the Crystal Isles to Zale'mas and me through Marriage, or I would have to leave Zale'mas without an heir.Hesitant now to accept her affections as he was wary of the future, he finally changed his mind and came to the conclusion that he'd prefer to spite his mother and marry a beautiful, intelligent, and powerful woman, than stick around and marry who she thought was right for him. A handsome smile flickered onto his lips, and he finally nodded. 'Sure- that sounds great.' He replied to her, before gesturing politely. 'Lead the way.' Iona smiled softly, dipping her head at his invitation. She led the way, saying nothing -- but leaving the unspoken things hanging in the air. She made sure to go the more longer, complicated way, lest she run into Valare or Tabir. While she'd like nothing more than to shove her relations with her son in the Queen's face, she didn't want a fight on her hands. She only wanted one thing. She used the alternate entryway to her rooms -- a great tall cavern, covered in shining spikes of crystal. Silks covered the chairs and futon's. And of course, the bed -- a four poster glass frame, and blue silks for coverings. On her entrance, Archerodies and Hyptiotes her guards stood up straight. "Ma'am?" Archerodies asked, seeing Alain behind her. "You're dismissed," she said. "Ma'am," Hyptiotes started, objecting. But Caristonia shut them up with a faint growl. Technically speaking, they were a little pack -- two beta's to her alpha -- and they did exactly what she said. Upon her warning, they left without another word. She made her way over to the window where her arrangement of fine liqueurs stayed beside some personalized glasses. The evening's sunlight tore through her outer lair of dresses, outlining every part of her silhouette for Alain to see. "Want a drink?" she asked him, pouring herself a small drab of white-water ale.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 9:11:43 GMT -5
((Can you manage bread? That tends to settle my stomach whenever I get Nausea... not sure if it's the same thing though and if it will help...)) [[probably, it'll help a lot if it can soak up the acid. Yhogurt is helping. I'll need to go beg my mother for bread now since technically she gives me a shopping allowance and I use it all up really fast.]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 24, 2017 9:19:46 GMT -5
Alain sniffed the air slightly as he entered the room to memorise the scent of her guards, eyes flashing slightly with amusement as they tried to argue and stay put. When they left his gaze wandered to her body and his lips twitched upwards in a teasing, yet charming, smile. 'Aren't you a little... young, to drink?' He purred, moving himself to the bed and sinking onto the edge of it, lowering his lashes slightly to look up at her. 'I thought I came here for crystals to kill my pain... not drink.' He finished, sliding a hand up to the bun on his head, slowly unwrapping the dreads from the ribbon and their bindings, letting them cascade down his back smoothly. He couldn't help his gaze wandering; her form was there and open for him to see; he caressed it with his eyes, sliding them low, then slowly back up to her face. 'Though I won't pass one up.' He said, smiling.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 9:32:43 GMT -5
Alain sniffed the air slightly as he entered the room to memorise the scent of her guards, eyes flashing slightly with amusement as they tried to argue and stay put. When they left his gaze wandered to her body and his lips twitched upwards in a teasing, yet charming, smile. 'Aren't you a little... young, to drink?' He purred, moving himself to the bed and sinking onto the edge of it, lowering his lashes slightly to look up at her. 'I thought I came here for crystals to kill my pain... not drink.' He finished, sliding a hand up to the bun on his head, slowly unwrapping the dreads from the ribbon and their bindings, letting them cascade down his back smoothly. He couldn't help his gaze wandering; her form was there and open for him to see; he caressed it with his eyes, sliding them low, then slowly back up to her face. 'Though I won't pass one up.' He said, smiling. Iona could practically feel his eyes on her. Nothing made her happier -- to think that all those years hiding herself away from Alain when he visited with his family, just because she thought he was too beautiful for her to ever be touched by. Who'd want 6th in line to the throne anyway? But now she'd grown up, her body had developed to produce quite irresistible breasts and legs, her waist curving inwards like a number eight. "I'm a little young to do a lot of things, Alain," she said, turning round with two drinks in her hand. "Doesn't stop be though," she teased, walking towards the bed and folding her legs underneath her and sat on them, gracefully flexible. "And as for the crystals," she started, holding out his drink to him, edging just a little closer on the bed so his feet landed between her legs. "The crystal is the glass," she said, looking down at the slightly green tinted low-ball glass, "drink, and the healing starts to work. And once you're healed...who knows what could happen," she suggested, taking a sip of her own glass and making sure she met his eyes at all times.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 9:33:02 GMT -5
[[thanks for the bread suggestion blood, it worked.]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 24, 2017 9:35:03 GMT -5
((I'm happy!! It usually works with me so :3 xx))
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 24, 2017 9:36:49 GMT -5
((Oh my lord guys get a ro-wait....))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 9:37:03 GMT -5
[[Now I just want like four tones more. I'm so hungry.]]
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 9:38:16 GMT -5
((Oh my lord guys get a ro-wait....)) [[Night you're killing me here man xD ]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 24, 2017 9:41:22 GMT -5
Alain stared her down as he took a sip from the glass, looking calm and steady for the time being, seemingly unflustered by her clear flirting. 'Who knows indeed...' he murmured, closing his eyes as the liquid slid down his throat, feeling the pain slowly fade from his back the more the glass was emptied into his stomach. He sat back and examined her again, not even bothering to hide the fact that he was admiring her figure; he could scent her interest in him and knew she was enjoying him looking at her. 'Maybe I ought to leave home more often.' He leisurely suggested. 'The Royal Academy of Magic on the Crystal Isles will most likely teach me far more than anything I could learn at home- I've already surpassed my teachers and read out the library.' What do you think, little Iona? Shall I bypass my mother for you?
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on Jan 24, 2017 9:42:51 GMT -5
("Once you're healed who knows what could happen" XD I'm dying!!!)
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on Jan 24, 2017 9:45:44 GMT -5
(where can I pop in with my various charries?)
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 24, 2017 9:47:55 GMT -5
((Hmmm.... maybe we could do something with Kaiser and one of your charries? ))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 9:49:05 GMT -5
Alain stared her down as he took a sip from the glass, looking calm and steady for the time being, seemingly unflustered by her clear flirting. 'Who knows indeed...' he murmured, closing his eyes as the liquid slid down his throat, feeling the pain slowly fade from his back the more the glass was emptied into his stomach. He sat back and examined her again, not even bothering to hide the fact that he was admiring her figure; he could scent her interest in him and knew she was enjoying him looking at her. 'Maybe I ought to leave home more often.' He leisurely suggested. 'The Royal Academy of Magic on the Crystal Isles will most likely teach me far more than anything I could learn at home- I've already surpassed my teachers and read out the library.' What do you think, little Iona? Shall I bypass my mother for you?There were times when Caristona was the most subtle of creatures. Tonight was not one of those times. She reared up and inched forward just a little closer, and when she sat back down again, Alain's feet were right under her, sliding up between the center of her legs. All the while her eyes were meeting his -- making sure he saw every part of her that wanted their flirtations to continue into something more. "There are so many on the Crystal Isles who'd appreciate you for the man you are," she murmured, sliding a hand to the top of his leg, tracing a small pattern with her finger against his shin. "They'd appreciate your talents, your personality...any other attributes you might hold." "And most importantly," she said, rising to her knees and leaning forward until her face was only a few centimeters away from his. "They wouldn't treat you like a child," she finished, knowing his mother did exactly that.
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 9:53:15 GMT -5
("Once you're healed who knows what could happen" XD I'm dying!!!) [[Who knew I had the ability to rp such a desperate teenager. Anyone else thinking Jackie Tyler from doctor who? ]] (where can I pop in with my various charries?) [[Was wondering if there's any charries you needed to compliment yours? I could make a few if you wanted.]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 24, 2017 10:00:12 GMT -5
((Permission to make things physical?)
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 10:02:15 GMT -5
((Permission to make things physical?) [[Permission granted.]]
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Post by Nighteyes on Jan 24, 2017 10:04:37 GMT -5
((Permission to make things physical?) [[Permission granted.]] (( ))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 10:06:25 GMT -5
[[so, an advert for mormonism came on before the song. I swear I've never laughed so hard in my life.]]
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 24, 2017 10:07:38 GMT -5
Alain stared her down as he took a sip from the glass, looking calm and steady for the time being, seemingly unflustered by her clear flirting. 'Who knows indeed...' he murmured, closing his eyes as the liquid slid down his throat, feeling the pain slowly fade from his back the more the glass was emptied into his stomach. He sat back and examined her again, not even bothering to hide the fact that he was admiring her figure; he could scent her interest in him and knew she was enjoying him looking at her. 'Maybe I ought to leave home more often.' He leisurely suggested. 'The Royal Academy of Magic on the Crystal Isles will most likely teach me far more than anything I could learn at home- I've already surpassed my teachers and read out the library.' What do you think, little Iona? Shall I bypass my mother for you?There were times when Caristona was the most subtle of creatures. Tonight was not one of those times. She reared up and inched forward just a little closer, and when she sat back down again, Alain's feet were right under her, sliding up between the center of her legs. All the while her eyes were meeting his -- making sure he saw every part of her that wanted their flirtations to continue into something more. "There are so many on the Crystal Isles who'd appreciate you for the man you are," she murmured, sliding a hand to the top of his leg, tracing a small pattern with her finger against his shin. "They'd appreciate your talents, your personality...any other attributes you might hold." "And most importantly," she said, rising to her knees and leaning forward until her face was only a few centimeters away from his. "They wouldn't treat you like a child," she finished, knowing his mother did exactly that. He watched her movements with the keenness of a hawk, keeping his eyes on hers, as she so seemed to want. Alain found himself tensing up as her hand moved to his leg; her soft, crooning voice wasn't helping matters much. His eyes seemed to shimmer with the amber of his lycanthropy- the side that held no restraint. A nerve was jumping in his jaw. A soft breath was drawn in as she came so, so close to his face, now barely listening to her words but to her body and the way his own was reacting to hers. Losing any self-control he'd previously had, his gaze finally dropped to her lips and he closed the space between them, his breath hot against her mouth. He slid his hand to the back of her neck and buried it in her soft hair, his grip tight and dominant, but not so much that it would hurt.
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on Jan 24, 2017 10:08:47 GMT -5
((Hmmm.... maybe we could do something with Kaiser and one of your charries? )) (Varina and Kaiser would be fun, and she could figure out he's secretly gay if that's something you'd be up for? Otherwise Servius and Kaiser would be fun with the father-son relationship!)
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on Jan 24, 2017 10:11:41 GMT -5
(Also! Lily if you wanted to make a complimentary character for Varina that'd be fine! Or for Caelum my thief from Asiralath?)
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 24, 2017 10:16:25 GMT -5
((Varina and that plot sounds good!
QUICK ANNOUNCEMENT AND REQUEST
Once the time skip of a year has passed, Aiden and Morcan, plus two new characters, will be rescued from Daniel's hold!!! At this time, Katherine will have taken in two adoptive sons- twins- whom are Ancientblood's.
this will be plot heavy with Ancientblood's! These characters will be entering Morcan's elite training, and I would like to request that if you are getting involved, to please make at least 1 Ancientblood to accommodate the plot with the brothers! All Ancients, except for the sealed 5, POTENTIA, SAPIENTE and LEGION are open to have children.
Thankyou!!! ^A^ ))
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Post by Lilystar88 on Jan 24, 2017 10:17:58 GMT -5
He watched her movements with the keenness of a hawk, keeping his eyes on hers, as she so seemed to want. Alain found himself tensing up as her hand moved to his leg; her soft, crooning voice wasn't helping matters much. His eyes seemed to shimmer with the amber of his lycanthropy- the side that held no restraint. A nerve was jumping in his jaw. A soft breath was drawn in as she came so, so close to his face, now barely listening to her words but to her body and the way his own was reacting to hers. Losing any self-control he'd previously had, his gaze finally dropped to her lips and he closed the space between them, his breath hot against her mouth. He slid his hand to the back of her neck and buried it in her soft hair, his grip tight and dominant, but not so much that it would hurt. Finally she said to herself. Every moment his lips were on hers it just felt...right, and she made sure to return every freckle of passion with overwhelming amounts of her own -- and then some more. She wanted every part of him -- she wasn't exactly scared of him. If she could stand up to Valare, she could stand up to the darker side of Alain's nature, as many before her had failed to do. Should she mention to him that it was her first time? Probably not, might ruin the moment. She spent a few moments like that -- planted between his lips. She spent the time running her own fingers through his dreads, enjoying how thick they felt -- she could actually grab onto something. He wasn't a child, no, he was a man. And he felt like one too. After she'd started to pull her skirt and t-shirt down, she departed from his lips for a mere second, and took the chance to pull him down until he was lying flat on the bed. "You know the best thing about f*cking another werewolf?" she whispered, the blood in her eyes rising as she fed every part of herself that craved to give in to her animalistic nature. "You don't have to hold back." And with that, she waited until he took over, pinning her against the bed now -- and that battle would continue, making it well and truly a night to remember. [[skip? I don't think they put the rating up on these forums so technically it's risque. ]]
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Post by 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓿 on Jan 24, 2017 10:19:02 GMT -5
(is it before the time skip that Aurinda joins the Elites under Kaherine's orders?)
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 24, 2017 10:19:57 GMT -5
((WOOHOO that was saucy
Yes skip would be best I think))
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Post by Bloodrose on Jan 24, 2017 10:21:28 GMT -5
((It's during the time skip, Silver! Basically Katherine removes the law that says women can't fight, and she trains up a tonne of women on the island with the guidance of Ulfric (going through the training herself as well) to follow the harsh rules of Morcan!
Basically Aurinda is gonna be ripped af, powerful af, and she's gonna have a huge a** family of elites!))
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