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Post by NEREID POMANO on Mar 24, 2013 17:00:23 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true]==> Be the victor.You are always the victor, you do not do losing. So you can safely add this, the yellowblood leaving, as another notch to your generous amounts of victories. Plus she thought of you and Tantri as moirails, obviously that means you're not grasping for straws with your intentions... Your face flushes at the thought, and wow that's kind of humiliating and warm. You are not used to warm. Though the yellowblood could just be a liar or completely stupid, in which you might be stupid as well for believing it. You decide to empty your mind and just be content that the landdweller is gone without you having to tear her head off in front of Tantri. Yes, a job well done and if he asks just pretend your face is perfectly fine.. ==> Listen to your companion.Well obviously you would listen to him. You sort of scowl at his mention of how polite she is because it's ridiculous to suggest otherwise. Trolls are supposed to be polite to those above them to survive, but it doesn't stop them from being dangerous. But you have no time to correct His Majesty because he's jumped onto the topic she left with. Moirallegiance. You are more nervous than you should be, but you never get to hear the end because Tantri has horrible time management. To make things all the more better with the rising sun is the yellowbloods return. You have to use all your will power to not make strangling motions with your hands. You doubt Tantri would approve. ==> Say no to the invitation.You can't because Tantri has already spoken for the both of you and is holding your hand and bringing up your closeted pale crush. It's a lot to take in at once so you pretty much turn off. You still manage to keep pace but you're about as responsive as a wall and your eyes are glued to the hand in yours. Your face is no doubt stained violet. ==> Just say it, Jegus.You're a little stunned by the euphoria you're getting from this simple gesture, and apparently that is enough for you to work up the courage. You give a weary glance to the yellowblood, it's really a glare because the landdweller is intruding on your life more than you want her to be. You clear your throat, stalling briefly. [style=width: 350px; background: #eeeeee; border: 1px dashed #808080; color: 6a006a; font-weight: bold; font-family: courier; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; padding: 15px;]NEREID: Well what I was going for originallyy has been brought up enough times, so yyou can't sayy it's out of the blue or completelyy random now,
NEREID: yyou could but yyou shouldn't,
NEREID: Or I hope yyou don't anyyhow, but it might not have been me yyou were referring to before, and wow so this is me being a little ridiculous, just give me a moment to gather my charm and wits. |
[/spoiler] You take a much needed gulp of air and sigh. This is it you figure, you've already humiliated yourself you might as well finish the job. NEREID: Myy original inquiryy was if yyou would consider being in a Moirallegiance with me?~
NEREID: I understand if yyou need to take time to think it out or outright denyy it~
NEREID: I will remain friends with yyou even if yyou decline, so rest easyy if yyou are worried~ That wasn't so bad, you only want to dig yourself a hole to hide in rather than throw yourself into the unforgiving sun. Progress is progress.[/center][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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Post by haizea on Mar 30, 2013 23:59:18 GMT -6
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==> HAIZEA: Lead the Highbloods to your Hive
You walk in silence in the ever softening darkness, though it brought you pain to have encountered a Troll who is a believer of the Hemospectrum high archey, you still realizer your duty as a Monk to ensure peace and the safety of all. Peng will be proud of you for sure, though his outlook on the visitors may be not as ideal as the prissy violet blood expects. Peng has always no given a damn about how you act or look, part of the reason he chose you as his grub to care after. He was a firm believer of your Ancestors ways and is happy to imprint them upon you and your lifestyle knowing that the Preacher would be proud of her descendant.
You turn your head round a bit to check up on your guests, they appear to be holding up well. Though through observation you can clearly tell the Tyrian Blood is more compatible with you than you would be with the Violet. Perhaps you could venture into a friendship of sorts in the future? Though the time for these things would come in due time, for now it appears the Violet blood is nervous and a bit embarrassed. Having the keen eye you do it soon becomes apparent it is the fact they are joined in hands, she must have a sort of crush on him. Maybe they are trapped in some sort of Moirallegiance and she wishes to go Flushed with him? Or perhaps she has a Pale crush on him? The reaction to your mention of Moirails would make sense then.
==> HAIZEA: Arrive at the Hive
Oh and what perfect timing! You sense the tension in the air has grown thicker and dawn is hurrying on it’s way. Just as you sense that she is about to confess something to him you butt in, to avoid any awkwardness or embarrassment that might forgo the Violet Blood by your presence. You are quite skilled in the Knowledge of Relationships and can tell when people need to be alone.
HAIZEA: ❀ < Hello there.
HAIZEA: ❀ < Here we are.
HAIZEA: ❀ < I will be inside when you are ready to join me.
HAIZEA: ❀ < Please feel free to stay out here and talk until the sun arises.
HAIZEA: ❀ < I shall be inside when you wish to join me. |
[/size] You give Nereid a look signalling her to confess or continue anything they need to speak about to clear the air. As much as her hatred for lower bloods disgusts you, it only feels right to make her feel comfortable in the difficult challenge known as courting. She must have gotten your note or merely does not want your presence because you head into your Hive alone. [/font][/color] [/td][/tr][/table] |
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Post by Tantri Ardele on Apr 4, 2013 0:11:03 GMT -6
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==> Look back at Nereid.
You glance to her, and see a tinge of color to her complexion. You must admit, at first you had thought very little of the hand holding. It felt natural to you, nothing made it awkward. Not even the rings that both you and Nereid often wore felt weird, everything simply meshed together. However, when at seeing the look on her face you started to rethink things. You had never really held anyone's hand before, and if you or Nereid wanted the other's attention you would grab at the wrist. Nothing so personal as hand holding ever really happened.
==> Pay some fucking attention!
Suddenly Haziea was bowing out for a moment, suggesting that Nereid should continue whatever she was going to say. You were quite impressed with Haziea and how kind and aware she was. She wasn't even doing it in a demeaning or meant-to-impress way. It seemed genuine.
==> Yeah, about that attention thing?
You turn to fully face Nereid as she speaks.
Tantri: It has?
Tantri: Oh.
Tantri: OH.
You can't believe what she is saying. It is really a no brainer for you. You have been harboring a pale crush on her as well, but wasn't really sure what to make of it. Unlike Nereid you probably would not have been able to bring it up for fear of loosing her. She is obviously much braver than you.
==> Go on and hug the girl.
I only a few seconds you have enveloped Nereid in a hug with your somewhat lanky limbs. Holding her close.
Tantri: Nereid, I would love to be your moirail!
Tantri: I'm sure you'd be the best moirail I could ever hope for. <>
==> Ahem, the sun?
That's right! After letting the hug go for a little longer, you finally have to break it up. You let go, but continue to hold onto her hand as you both disappear into Haziea's hive before the sun can properly rise.
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Post by NEREID POMANO on Apr 12, 2013 19:13:30 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true]==> Be thankful the landdweller is gone.You can't. You figure if you think about one more thing with the way you are currently stressed out, your bloodpusher will simply cease to exist. So you choose not to even acknowledge the fact that she left and focus all of your attention on your hand which is still held by Tantri. He hasn't let go yet, that's a good sign right? Just as you think that though he lets go and your heart sinks a little. Maybe you and quadrants really aren't meant to be a thing. ==> Be hugged.You are honestly speechless. Thankfully Tantri takes up the head and speaks for you and what he says just puts a dopey little grin on your face. You don't think you've been this happy or excited in a long time, and it probably shows with how much enthusiasm you are putting into the hug. You will not let go, pride be damned, this hug is forever. [style=width: 350px; background: #eeeeee; border: 1px dashed #808080; color: 6a006a; font-weight: bold; font-family: courier; font-size: 12px; text-align: left; padding: 15px;]NEREID: Moirail~
NEREID: <>~ |
[/spoiler] ==> He's backing off, let go, don't smother him dammit.You are sure the only reason why he manages to get out is because you are a little dazed. So dazed you just kind of keep that dopey look on your face even as he drags you into the yellowbloods hive. By the hand! Oh gosh. Your innocence with moirails is showing, you should probably balance it somehow. You glance over at Haizea. Yes, you should balance it by being rude to the yellowblood. That is a suitably Nereid like thing to do. NEREID: Thank yyou so much for allowing us respite here~
NEREID: We're trulyy indebted to yyou~
NEREID: ... What... What did you just say? Why are you still smiling? What, have you become?[/center][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center] |
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