|
|
Post by Ade Alvadottir on Jul 8, 2014 22:36:46 GMT
 A sheet of red light cascaded over a quaint coastal village, a mirage of warmth radiating from the fallen sun. The light sprawled across a bloodied battlefield, the abominations further mutated by the swift stroke of a sword. The silence had been infiltrated by the gentle ebb of the reflexive waters below. Some watched in awe - others, horror. The village itself was unperturbed by the incident, but the onlookers remained scarred. Of course, Ade could not physically view any of the aforementioned scene. All she saw was a heap of burnt-out auras. A satisfied sigh escaped from her mouth, assessing the damage from a bloodstained hilltop. One... Two... Five. Five downed behemoths polluted the village's otherwise peaceful environment. Piece of cake.Ade casually wiped the blood from her sword, transferring the gruesome stain onto her pants. The dying ray of sunlight strained past her silhouette as she finished the job, stowing her weapon with a minor smirk etched into her features. The night patrol wasn't always this eventful, but they had been presented with quite the treat. A village being overwhelmed by behemoths? What more could a girl ask for! Then again, she couldn't take all the credit. She couldn't have successfully killed five behemoths single-handedly. Her partner certainly provided some aid on that front. A lot of aid, actually. Speaking of partners, where was he? Ade abandoned her hilltop perch, weaving between the prodigious bodies as she glanced at the accumulating crowd. He didn't... seem to be located in there? Then again, she had never been very good with crowds. She was about ready to move on when a small voice emanated from the mass of people. "Thank you." Her attention was diverted to the young girl nudging away from the muttering crowd. The girl was actually quite content - not a trace of fear, but rather gratitude. Ade assumed that life on the surface probably offered some amount of mental immunity towards the frequent behemoths that plagued the area. "Oh. Yeah. You're welcome," She said, her tone noticeably kinder than usual. "Why are you wearing that?" A plump finger was elevated towards her blindfold, specks of curiosity contaminating the child's aura. "Why are you wearing that?" Ade asked, nodding towards whatever particular attire the girl was wearing (she obviously couldn't see it in her current condition). "I dunno." "Me neither," She said, shrugging alongside the girl. The mutterings of the crowds escalated in volume, but it hardly bothered her. She was gone before the girl could say another word. Tags: Cedric VyrrsonInspiration: pandora kinda but it also distracted me at the same time? so idk Notes: idk what im doing i kinda forgot so i tried to make it longer with little children Table made by Opal. |
|
|
|
Post by Cedric Vyrrson on Jul 9, 2014 1:41:46 GMT
[newclass=.fyeahfade]height:740px;width:460px;background-image:url(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g385/Opalearth/cedricfadeything02.png);margin:-790px 0px 0px;margin-bottom:30px;padding:5px;color:#9f9f9f;font-family:arial;overflow:auto;text-align:justify;border-radius:10px;opacity:0;-webkit-transition: all .4s linear;-moz-transition: all .4s linear;-ms-transition: all .4s linear;-o-transition: all .4s linear;transition: all .4s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.fyeahfade::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.fyeahfade::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background-color:#e5e5e5;[/newclass][newclass=.fyeahfade::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#a9a9a9;[/newclass][newclass=.fyeahfade:hover]opacity:1;-webkit-transition: all .4s linear;-moz-transition: all .4s linear;-ms-transition: all .4s linear;-o-transition: all .4s linear;transition: all .4s linear;[/newclass] [attr="class","fyeahfade"]  All in all, it had been a good day.
Given, there was a good deal more danger involved than one would usually encounter. However, Cedric was a Drakonrhedi, which meant danger was a day-to-day activity. It came with every meal and as a snack in between for good measure. Danger was more so a part of his diet than even most of the clan warriors.
The Vetr was currently speaking with the leader of the village they'd spent their evening saving. As per usual, the people were trying to press some sort of gift on to him. Cedric simply shook his head in response to their attempts.
"Please. This is our duty. It is our honor to perform it to the best of our capacity. All the thanks we need is your continued assistance with our recruiters so we can grow in strength and save more people, just like we did today."
It was a bit of an official statement thing, and technically speaking the only thing that Drakonrhedi should accept from villagers. He knew that occasionally other thanks were given, but so long as his warriors weren't taking advantage of the people they'd saved, he was alright with that.
Puck was busy trying to get some treats from a fish merchant. The poor man seemed more terrified of the drake than anything, and Puck's cute overture was falling flat--mostly because he was splattered with blood and the villagers had just watched him tear open the throat of a pyropan. People usually took a bit to stop considering the deadly beast terrifying and start feeding him treats and the like.
Cedric politely excused himself, meandering over to his drake and lightly tugging on the animal's tail. Puck whirled, eyes wide and innocent, which was slightly disconcerting with his blood-covered jaws.
"Puck, no," the Vetr chastised lightly. "You go behave yourself, alright? And stay away from the children until you've had a bath."
The drake gave a sad warble, fins flattening to show his displeasure.
"You'll scare them."
Another warble. Puck sat up and gave himself one lick on the chest, then looked at his rider as if to ask, "Better?"
Ced chuckled. "Not really." He gave the drake a smile, patting Puck on the head. "You behave yourself. I'm going to go find Ade."
The drake warbled in response, and Ced wandered off.
Stepping out from an alleyway, he came to a large crowd. Glancing up, he found they had congregated around the site of the battle: a hill's crest, grass bloody to match the red of the setting sun.
Ade was atop the hill, wiping a sword on her pants. Even as undignified as the gesture was, Ced couldn't help but smile at it. Receding slightly into the shadows of the alleyway, he let himself relax a bit. After all, she was really bad with crowds. She wouldn't be able to pick him out amid all the auras.
The dying light of the sun slipped around her, silhouetting her slender form. She really was quite attractive... wait.
Cedric, are you...?
"Ay me! for aught that I ever could read,
Could ever hear by tale or history,
The course of true love never did run smooth," he whispered to himself.
She'd moved down from the hilltop. She appeared to be moving towards the crowd he was in. How convenient.
This gave him a moment to conceal his emotions, too.
A few minutes later, he sidled up beside Ade. "Any casualties?" he asked her, apropos of nothing.
"Also, while we're at it, you or Fern hurt in any particular area?"
Tags: Ade AlvadottirInspiration: Drae and Kiz texting me Notes: YAAAAAY SHAKESPEARE |
|
|
|
Post by Ade Alvadottir on Jul 9, 2014 9:04:04 GMT
"Any casualties?"Ade perked at the familiar voice, her head pivoting to view her oncoming partner. Look who decided to show up."None that I could see. Then again, I can't see much." Ade nonchalantly poked at her blindfold, her previous smirk resurfacing. "Also, while we're at it, you or Fern hurt in any particular area?""Yes. I bumped my elbow." A sudden surge of snark had welled up within her - a result of the excessive adrenaline that had once coursed through her veins. What could she say? Killing behemoths had always put an extra skip in her step. "Fern is..." She took a quick scan around the premises, her gaze falling on a particularly rowdy drake beside a group of wary civilians. Fern leaned in for a sociable sniff, and was mildly offended once the victims inched away. Sure, they had just seen her indulge herself in a particularly brutal behemoth situation, but that should not excuse any rude behavior on their behalf! They were saved, after all. "... fine!" She finished. A concise whistle received the attention of the curios drake, the beast bounding towards her owner with a slight pang of excitement. Ade kneaded her fingers through Fern's blood-caked fur, offering her a gentle scratch as she continued. "Might be a bit beaten up, but we're all still standing." In the end, that was the only thing that really mattered. Ade let a wave of silence pass before asking, "So where were you?" Sounded slightly clingy for her liking, but she'd manage. Tags: Cedric VyrrsonInspiration: catsnakesssssdik Notes: sorrysorry this one sucks more than usual i tired and make lame post i'll try and make my next one less shitty and more of an actual post ok Table made by Opal. |
|
|
|
Post by Cedric Vyrrson on Jul 9, 2014 21:46:43 GMT
[newclass=.fyeahfade]height:740px;width:460px;background-image:url(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g385/Opalearth/cedricfadeything02.png);margin:-790px 0px 0px;margin-bottom:30px;padding:5px;color:#9f9f9f;font-family:arial;overflow:auto;text-align:justify;border-radius:10px;opacity:0;-webkit-transition: all .4s linear;-moz-transition: all .4s linear;-ms-transition: all .4s linear;-o-transition: all .4s linear;transition: all .4s linear;[/newclass][newclass=.fyeahfade::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.fyeahfade::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background-color:#e5e5e5;[/newclass][newclass=.fyeahfade::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#a9a9a9;[/newclass][newclass=.fyeahfade:hover]opacity:1;-webkit-transition: all .4s linear;-moz-transition: all .4s linear;-ms-transition: all .4s linear;-o-transition: all .4s linear;transition: all .4s linear;[/newclass] [attr="class","fyeahfade"] "None that I could see. Then again, I can't see much."
Ced smiled slightly. Ade was fairly good about taking her blindness in stride, complete with puns and snark. He was actually fairly certain she preferred her current state to being normal--as highlighted by the blindfold. And really, she was far from harmless.
"Yes. I bumped my elbow."
The Vetr's smile became slightly wider. "Survived with sense of humor intact, I can see," he responded. "That's a pity."
It really wasn't. It was only a pity because he was often made to feel more awkward by Ade's sarcasm--but really, it was his own fault. And she was interesting and enjoyable company, so (currently, at least) the pros outweighed the cons.
"Fern is..."
Ade trailed off to attempt to find her drake, much like Cedric had recently had to do. Her mount, however, seemed to be slightly more well-behaved, attempting to inspect the saved civilians instead of beg for food from them.
"...fine!"
As the drake bounded over, Ced gave a wistful sigh. "Ahh, if only my Puck were half as well behaved." It was only a joke, though--he wouldn't trade his mischievous little hobgoblin of a beast for any other. Puck and he matched perfectly. And the drake was smart enough to know it, too, and to flagrantly abuse Cedric's love.
"Might be a bit beaten up, but we're all still standing."
"Same with the village, it seems. A handful of buildings taken out and a couple slightly wounded, but no deaths. We appear to have done our job today."
If only we could do our job every day.
Ced had stopped, slightly removed from the crowd, in order to watch the sunset. The sky was red like the land. At least today it was not the blood of humans.
"So where were you?"
"Hmm?" the Vetr inquired, having slightly spaced out. "Oh. I was speaking with the village officials. Usual debrief and all that." He shrugged. "Vetr duties to spread the word about having your children become Drakonrhedi, etcetera."
He wasn't sure about how to make the conversation continue. He couldn't reveal that he'd been watching her, of course. That would be... creepy. Which it was. He supposed. But he wasn't thinking about that right now, because whenever he dwelt on those emotions around Ade, bad things happened.
"What about you? Cleaning up?" Tags: Ade AlvadottirInspiration: what is Notes: she can see the brief flash of embarrassment and be like ?? |
|
|
|
Post by Ade Alvadottir on Jul 11, 2014 22:54:53 GMT
"Survived with sense of humor intact, I can see. That's a pity."Ade bit back a chuckle, saying, "I know. The behemoths obviously aren't doing their job. Maybe we should file a complaint?"Not like the behemoths had ever succeeded before. That was a given, of course - she'd be dead if they had. A sense of humor almost seemed to be a necessity in this world, in all honestly. "Ahh, if only my Puck were half as well behaved."Ade removed her hand from Fern's grungy pelt, throwing her head over her shoulder to scout for Puck. He appeared to be pestering a certain civilian. She assumed that he was mooching food from the poor man... or, at least he was trying to, judging by the man's obvious irritation. Ade chuckled, returning her attention to Cedric. "Same with the village, it seems. A handful of buildings taken out and a couple slightly wounded, but no deaths. We appear to have done our job today."Ade resumed a prideful stance, saying, "Just another successful day for Ade. And her sidekick Ced. And his sidekick Puck." She paused, turning towards the excited drake beside her. "Then there's Fern. We're not really sure what she does." The drake perked at the sound of her name, a wet tongue lolling over her owner's hand. Ade quickly retracted her fingers. " Ack! Okay, apparently she washes other people's hands." Fern remained excited as ever, entirely oblivious towards the insults she was receiving. Ade's lips tugged into an amused smile, running her hand over the drake's head as Cedric continued. "Oh. I was speaking with the village officials. Usual debrief and all that. Vetr duties to spread the word about having your children become Drakonrhedi, etcetera.""Ah." She paused. "I don't know about you, but I'd be thrilled to make my kids kill behemoths the moment their voice first cracks." The remark was intended to be sarcastic, but there was actually some amount of truth in that statement. Besides, who wouldn't love a family vacation to the Drassil Forest? Actually, she hadn't really dwelt on the subject of kids. She hadn't entirely... considered the matter? Besides, children would require a husband of some sort, and... eh, she didn't need to make herself feel awkward in the midst of her snark streak. Her gaze turned towards Cedric, and she was surprised to see a small tint of embarrassment in his system. What... it wasn't like he could see her emotions. Or could he? He did own that strange aura tool. Oh goddamn it."What about you? Cleaning up?""Uh... yea. Well. Not really. I mean, judging by the lovely view we have here." She gestured towards the untouched battlefield. "It might be a good idea, though."Tags: Cedric VyrrsonInspiration: kinda pandora?? Notes: idk Table made by Opal. |
|
|
|
Post by Cedric Vyrrson on Jul 12, 2014 0:44:58 GMT
"I know. The behemoths obviously aren't doing their job. Maybe we should file a complaint?"
Ced nodded. "Although that'd require a trip to the behemoth complaint department, and you know what a tedious pain in the ass those are. Last time it took me nearly an entire day. Bureaucracy at its finest! Turns out they're not doing their job in quite a few regards."
Ade took a moment to spot Puck, giving Ced time to locate and sigh at his drake's constant state of mischief. Apparently his instructions had gone totally unheeded, and Puck was back to doing whatever the heck he felt like doing. The Vetr had half a mind to go over there and drag the drake away, but they'd just fought a battle. He really didn't have the energy for it, and Puck would just find another way to cause trouble. Probably not worth it.
"Just another successful day for Ade. And her sidekick Ced. And his sidekick Puck."
He gave her a grin and a sharp salute. "My honor, madam. Glad to be of service."
"Then there's Fern. We're not really sure what she does."
"Do drakes have to do anything in particular besides be cute?" he queried, just as Fern made a dive for Ade's hands.
"Ack! Okay, apparently she washes other people's hands."
A peal of laughter came from Cedric. "What, don't like drake kisses?"
"Ah." She paused. "I don't know about you, but I'd be thrilled to make my kids kill behemoths the moment their voice first cracks."
He took a moment for thought as well. "Really? I wouldn't let my children near behemoths at all. I'd raise them as perfectly normal, peaceable children, albeit with weapon training for their own safety."
Ced turned to face the sunset and crossed his arms.
"Uh... yea. Well. Not really. I mean, judging by the lovely view we have here. It might be a good idea, though."
He shrugged, suddenly not so keen on the idea. After all, the two of them had the issue of the children that they would definitely not be having to clear up. "Eh. We've earned a break. I say we chill here for a bit."
Taking a seat on a nearby barrel, he crossed his legs to hide his boner. "If I ever have kids--mind you, I doubt I could find a woman who would put up with me--I'm not sure I'd even tell them I was in the Drakonrhedi."
| Tags: Ade AlvadottirInspiration: click itNotes: old table thsi time 'cause i'm too lazy to copy-paste the new one hurrrrr here have a bad reply initiate operation AWKWARD CONVERSATION ABOUT CHILDREN THAT ARE TOTALLY NOT YOUR FUTURE PROGENY |
|
|
|
|
Post by Ade Alvadottir on Jul 12, 2014 2:09:23 GMT
"Although that'd require a trip to the behemoth complaint department, and you know what a tedious pain in the ass those are. Last time it took me nearly an entire day. Bureaucracy at its finest! Turns out they're not doing their job in quite a few regards."Ade refrained from holding back a chuckle. "Why am I not surprised!" She bellowed. "Honestly, I think its time for a strike." Of course, they had already done that. In the literal sense, anyways. "My honor, madam. Glad to be of service."Ade responded with a wink. A wink, of course, that he couldn't physically see. She really didn't think things through. "Do drakes have to do anything in particular besides be cute?""Well, they have to maintain their dental hygiene if they want their tongues anywhere near me," She said, proceeding to wipe her hand on her leg. Great. First behemoth blood, now drake saliva. Her pants may as well quit now ;'). "What, don't like drake kisses?" "Psh. No. I prefer human kisses." It took her a moment to register what she had just said. One time. Just one time. You were doing so good up until your stupidity kicked in.
Maybe she could ignore that. Or he could ignore that. So long as she didn't dwell on it for longer than she already was. Crap. That's exactly what she was doing. Quick, someone change the subject! "Really? I wouldn't let my children near behemoths at all. I'd raise them as perfectly normal, peaceable children, albeit with weapon training for their own safety."
Ade scoffed, attempting to redeem her flustered emotions. "I think we both know that's a lie. You'd have them killing behemoths before they could even talk!" "Eh. We've earned a break. I say we chill here for a bit."
Ade nodded. "Touche," She said. She did like chilling, after all. If only she could properly "chill" after her dumbass remark. Honestly though you don't say that in front of someone that you kissed."If I ever have kids--mind you, I doubt I could find a woman who would put up with me--I'm not sure I'd even tell them I was in the Drakonrhedi."Ade allowed her mind to refocus on the conversation, letting the embarrassment settle in the back of her head. "I agree," She said, pondering the thought. "I mean, I don't agree with the woman thing, but I think you should definitely do the 'not telling them' thing." She chuckled slightly, continuing. "Can you please invite me to that? I'd kill to see their reactions when they figure it out."
Well, killing certainly wasn't any trouble. Looking around, she'd kill for a lot less. Tags: Cedric VyrrsonInspiration: Notes: as we casually add our ooc shit into our posts Table made by Opal. |
|
|
|
Post by Cedric Vyrrson on Jul 12, 2014 3:28:50 GMT
"Well, they have to maintain their dental hygiene if they want their tongues anywhere near me."
Ced grinned. "I suppose that's reasonable."
"Psh. No. I prefer human kisses."
The Vetr paused, flashing back to the night she had kissed him. While drunk. Oh, gods. Why did this always have to come up? His face was burning, which she couldn't see, but she could sure as hell see how embarrassed he was.
How could he pass this one off?
He couldn't.
"Not hard to believe," he responded with what he thought was remarkable composure. However, it probably keyed her into the fact that she had indeed kissed him--if she could remember anything. He'd just have to hope that she didn't.
"I think we both know that's a lie. You'd have them killing behemoths before they could even talk!"
Almost instinctively, a slight fatherly desire to protect his completely theoretical children flared up in him. "I would never! That would endanger them far too much! No, I'd have them know to fight, but have someone else teach them. And no behemoths. At least not until they join the Drakonrhedi. I wouldn't put my babies through that much danger."
"I agree. I mean, I don't agree with the woman thing, but I think you should definitely do the 'not telling them' thing. Can you please invite me to that? I'd kill to see their reactions when they figure it out."
He sighed. Again, awkward conversation topics. "I don't know. I sometimes doubt if the people I'm interested in like me at all. They certainly like to tease me, and I don't mind that, but... it's hard, you know? It's hard to explain to someone how easily they can hurt you simply because of how much you value them and their presence. I find it difficult to reveal weakness of any kind, but especially emotional."
That was totally not a surreptitious way of telling her how he felt.
"But on the case that I find someone I love, and that person returns my affections, and we either have or adopt children, I will certainly ensure that you, my valiant and faithful battle partner, are there to see their faces when they figure out their useless, Shakespeare-spouting father is actually a Vetr of the Drakonrhedi."
He chuckled, looking up at the sky, slowly being dyed red and purple. "They'd probably get in so much trouble... I don't know what I'd do. Probably just keep them from dying and punish them fairly, to be honest."
| |
|
|
|
|
Post by Ade Alvadottir on Jul 12, 2014 5:08:13 GMT
A wave of embarrassment had ruptured Cedric's aura, only to increase the amount of anxiety in Ade's Fuck you fucked it up he heard you he knows what you meant and now you ruined everything way to go.He seemed to collect himself rather quickly, but it took Ade almost twice as long. "Not hard to believe."Of course it's not hard to believe. Not like we fucking kissed or anything.Ade was actually quite surprised by the composure in his voice. He hardly seemed rattled by the remark. In fact, maybe it didn't even bother him! At this point she seemed to be the only one swayed by her mistake. Maybe he had lost his interest in her petty, awkward-inducing side comments. Or her entirely? Not like they were ever interested in the first place whatareyoutalkingabout. No matter, it was time to drop the subject entirely. "I would never! That would endanger them far too much! No, I'd have them know to fight, but have someone else teach them. And no behemoths. At least not until they join the Drakonrhedi. I wouldn't put my babies through that much danger."Ade considered it for a moment. "Alright, fair enough," She admitted. "But when they get in the Drakonrhedi, I'm gonna take them on a "patrol" to a dark cave with an abandoned behemoth nest that still kinda smells like smoke." "I don't know. I sometimes doubt if the people I'm interested in like me at all. They certainly like to tease me, and I don't mind that, but... it's hard, you know? It's hard to explain to someone how easily they can hurt you simply because of how much you value them and their presence. I find it difficult to reveal weakness of any kind, but especially emotional."She allowed a brief silence to ferret into their conversation. Her mouth opened in response, but she couldn't find the proper words to execute. No, this wasn't hypothetical. He was obviously talking about someone in particular. But who? She wanted it to be her. She certainly wouldn't admit that to herself, but there was a small sliver of her mind that remained true to her heart. Any other part of her would have said no that's fucking stupid or shut the hell up you're wrong. There was, however, one unorthodox section of her being that finally succumbed to her own reality. She definitely did want it to be her. Ade could only bring herself to say one thing, however. "Then I guess it must be hard working with me, the glorified aura reader.""But on the case that I find someone I love, and that person returns my affections, and we either have or adopt children, I will certainly ensure that you, my valiant and faithful battle partner, are there to see their faces when they figure out their useless, Shakespeare-spouting father is actually a Vetr of the Drakonrhedi."There was a small smirk on Ade's part. "That'll be a sight to see"
"They'd probably get in so much trouble... I don't know what I'd do. Probably just keep them from dying and punish them fairly, to be honest."
"Oh, come on. We know that I'll probably be the one to get them into trouble in the first place. Ade D'Aufai: Vetr Cedric's partner and downfall."Tags: Cedric VyrrsonInspiration: ust Notes: srry ust fucking motherfuck ade ur getting out of control Table made by Opal. |
|
|
|
Post by Cedric Vyrrson on Jul 12, 2014 5:28:21 GMT
There was a little awkward pause on the bit about kissing. But Ade seemed content to drop the subject, and Cedric was perfectly fine with that. Although it did mean that she remembered something of what had happened that night: which he probably, all things considered, didn't want her remembering.
But neither did he want that topic to continue, so he'd take the small win that he could.
"Alright, fair enough. But when they get in the Drakonrhedi, I'm gonna take them on a "patrol" to a dark cave with an abandoned behemoth nest that still kinda smells like smoke."
Ced gave a chuckle. "Let's face it, they'll be well acquainted with fire and its many pyrotechnical uses. We're talking about u--" SHIT "me here. My children will be introduced to fire from a young age, I assure you. It'll be safe, but they'll know how to use it."
He'd almost slipped up. He'd almost said "us." Dammit, Cedric, you fool!
No time to waste dwelling on it. Ade had paused, a thoughtful look crossing into her eyes. He took a moment to study her as she pondered: what sort of emotion was hiding behind those eyes? Did she reciprocate? Her irises glimmered in the dying light, the sun casting a sharp illumination on her features, smooth skin highlighted in the golden sunset, the curve of her cheekbone like a crescent moon--
Aaaaaand he was going to stop thinking now.
"Then I guess it must be hard working with me, the glorified aura reader."
You don't know how hard it--
He suddenly was forced to repress a snicker, turning it into an ungraceful "snrk" sound. Eyes bulging, a hand flew up to cover his mouth, and he concentrated very hard on the ground. After he'd managed to recover himself, he coughed once. "Ahh. Yes. It's very... difficult..."
...in more ways than one... dammit, Ced!
"That'll be a sight to see."
At last! He had the upper hand here. "Unfortunately," he said with a dramatic sigh and a wistful gaze into the sunset, "You won't be able to." A sharp turn of his head and a quick smirk later, he added, "You're blind, after all."
"Oh, come on. We know that I'll probably be the one to get them into trouble in the first place. Ade D'Aufai: Vetr Cedric's partner and downfall."
Of course the conversation was back on wavelengths he didn't appreciate. He gave a sigh, turning back to the sunset.
"You don't know how true that is, my dear blue-haired blindfolded menace."
He meant the downfall part, of course. Not the 'partner' part. If only she were his partner in ... well, that way. He would be a much less nervous man if she were his partner not just for missions.
| Tags: Ade AlvadottirInspiration: omg this post sucks Notes: here. write a finish-up post, yes? then I will start the next thread when I return from showah. |
|
|
|
|
Post by Ade Alvadottir on Jul 12, 2014 6:28:26 GMT
"Let's face it, they'll be well acquainted with fire and its many pyrotechnical uses. We're talking about u--" A little slip, then "me here. My children will be introduced to fire from a young age, I assure you. It'll be safe, but they'll know how to use it."Ade chuckled. "Alright, uh me. You know, most parents teach their kids not to play with fire." She stretched her arms a little. "Not that I'm disagreeing with your parenting techniques. You know I'd totally approve of their pyrotechnics." It's not like she wouldn't teach their children that. Or... her... her children. Her children! Not his. Her's. There is no "he" in "their!" Or... maybe there was. That's not the fucking point!She shook the thought aside and gave Cedric a sideways glance, watching him practically choke in the process of answering. "Need some CPR?" She asked, smirking slightly. "It's ok, I'm certified." God damn it Ade. You're not helping your cause at all! You don't like him. Your kids. They're your kids not his. Don't give anyone CPR. Don't do anything. Don't talk. Just stop everything you're doing because it's probably a horrible idea."Ahh. Yes. It's very... difficult...""That's right. Let it out." She said, offering him a rough slap on the back. Of course, he was referring to her aura reading ability and his emotional insecurities. But she couldn't restrain herself - in fact, she hasn't been able to restrain herself at all within the past hour. She was practically a lose canon, firing at any awkward topic that she could muster. Unfortunately, you wont be able to. You're blind, after all."Ade's mouth split into a grin, followed by a snicker. "Alright, fine. I'll smell them fail." She smirked a bit, saying "You can't escape this, Vyrsson. I won't come off that easily."
Not at this rate, anyways. She really needed to sever this weird attachment that she felt. It was easier with other people; she just didn't care about other people. But this... dumb Vetr. Coming in with his blue hair and ruining everything. With his stupid... emotions. And feelings. And his ability to beat things up. And set things on fire. And his dumb kissing. Ok enough. "You don't know how true that is, my dear blue-haired blindfolded menace.""Nope," She said. "And that's just the way I like it."Tags: Cedric VyrrsonInspiration: Notes: fuck its short but oh well Table made by Opal. |
|
