Post by BadInfluence on Sept 18, 2015 11:11:32 GMT 9.5
?ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He woke the next morning feeling like fat nasty ass troll had used his mouth for a bathroom and left their offspring in his head to thumb and bang about. He rolled over and groaned, holding his head between his hands and feeling like he was going to be sick, sitting up in bed with his head hanging between his knees. After a few minutes he stood in the pure black of dark night still, it was four AM and he had a place to be, to put on the last touches and greet those that were going to be meeting up with him... He walked on silent feet to the bathroom, putting his head under the faucet and letting the ice cold water fall over his head, soothing the pounding there… Sybelle kept the medicine cabinet well stocked bless her, and he opened it up, pulling out the willow bark and marshmallow root… Headache and stomach cure guaranteed… He took them both, chewed them up, swallowed them down with a chaser of a glass of water. He kept the house pitch black, missing her letter there on the table, the little unopened gifts… He was focused on the party he had for her, the thing he had planned for the last week, drew in everyone she loved to help him out… He pulled out the clothes he had packed away, his mad hatter costume and the pots of make up, his silk top hat and the boots… He grabbed one of the cross buns she had made with a wedge of cheese and some dried salmon and he was out the door, not a trace or a sound to give him away, as silent as the sandman. He ate while he walked, his mind being the stubborn thing it was kept pushing back to what he had seen, and he stubbornly pushed it away… Fact was that if she wanted to have his brother’s kid then that was their choice… He had only just found out he could have children himself after all, he couldn’t blame her for wanting a guarantee success versus the very iffy chance with him… He could justify it a million times over in his head, but admittedly it didn’t take the pain away, they had only been married a couple of weeks… He bit into the breakfast he brought with him, choosing to walk rather than ride, yawning in the icy cold morning… It was going to snow… Or it felt like it at least, he hadn’t felt it get this cold this early in the season without it, at least so far as his memory served. It was colder than a snow mans ass today too, his breath came out in white clouds in the dark, finding is way by the waning moonlight… Some might call him a coward… A wimp… A man who was pussy whipped by his wife… Whatever… Let them say what they wanted to… The fact was… Nothing would ever hurt him as bad as it had hurt to find out she died giving birth to their son… He had lived twenty years of a half life without her, missing her with every beat of his heart, he could fucking well survive this… He took it as a learning lesson, that he needed to not let her baby him, to get a grip on himself… He had his hang ups, but he wasn’t going to let them ruin their sex life, and obviously he was fucking up somewhere there… He didn’t think it could be his looks, no way, he wasn’t a bad looking guy at all… She just… She needed something from him in bed… She needed him to be able to dominate her, something he had been afraid of doing because of her past, but fuck… Maybe it was time to stop letting that shit stop him, and work on giving her what she wanted, what she needed versus what he thought she did… All of this and more was running through his sleepy, hung over, proper fucked up head… He chewed through breakfast like a man who ate to live, not lived to eat, often scratching his head and yawning so often he thought bats might roost in there… He saw Garafin off to the side there, yawning as much as he was, laughing when he said he owed him one… That crawling out of bed at this unholy hour with a nice warm thing in bed next to him was downright sinful… He couldn’t help the chuckle, he could only imagine how hard it was to leave Marabelle there, a girl as sweet as the fruit she was named after… Especially knowing that she was pregnant, he knew that if Sybelle was pregnant with his, he would try to find a million reasons never to leave.*”Yeah yeah, I owe you big time for everything, when the winter ranges come up you know for a fact your going to make a killing off of me when my boys come back.”*He laughed when Garafin said that was no where near worth it, the two of them talking back and forth as they made their way to the clearing, seeing the band on horseback coming up to their left… Sybelle hadn’t been in bed with him when he woke up… Her side was neat, untouched, cold… She normally cuddled in so close… He had no idea what kept her away, but admittedly he wasn’t in the right frame of mind to really want her there, he was a fucking mess last night… He had literally pushed himself to getting so royally fucked up he had blacked out in bed and spent the night in a drug induced coma for the most part. Still, he had made up his mind, and he was going to stick with it… He waved to the band and as they got closer, he saw little lights starting to flare up here and there, tea cups with glowing balls of light like liquid sun inside them… He smiled despite himself, he had spent a whole week getting all of this done, he had worked so damn hard… Garafin commented on it, making him laugh, shrugging the pack on his back a bit.*”Well I am going to be getting her in a few hours, will still be plenty dark out, and the lights give it all a little bit of an Alice in Wonderland theme… Just wait till it hits noon… That’s when things really start to get fun… Thank the Gods I had my whole life at a bachelor till now, gave me a chance to save up and spoil my wife, otherwise Id be plum broke!”*Yeah… Favors and Funds had been poured into this for her, but she was worth it to him, just to see her face light up and smile would be everything he needed… After a while the grass became trimmed up, cut nice and even, like a carpet of green velvet… Here and there one could see eyes peeking out, blinking, some like owls and other like cats, a pair even bespectacled… There began a red path, leading up to the main area, twisting and turning around some of the trees that played peek a boo with the lights ahead…*
(20:11:38 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *They got to a line of tables there, each one swagged out in silk and chiffon in only the brightest happy colours, the posts giant pencils with eye glasses, each one seeming to follow a person as they walked by. He set his pack down, Garafin himself would be going home soon to get Marabelle and the children with Mina, all of them getting ready together and to arrive in costume… He was the only one who would be in costume first, and Garafin was here to help him put the make up on, something he couldn’t do himself without looking like a two silver whore. He stripped down while the band went to the large wooden platform that had been erected over the chessboard themed dance floor, knights at each corner of the board that supported the white swathed canopy… He pulled on his baggy and several inches too short pants of brown worn velvet, the stripped mismatched socks, one in black and blue with its mate in neon yellow and pink… The boots fit but they were padded around the toe so they had a large dome over the tops of them, lacing them up just over his ankles, tiding the overly large laces in big floppy bows… His shirt came next, a soft pink that was almost white with huge lace cuffs that fell over his hands, the high collar pushed flush to his neck… Around that he tied the biggest, brightest paisley pattered tie ever, a massive bow there that seemed to just barely hold its own weight. He had asked Garafin for a bit of magical assistance, just to grow his hair out for him, urging that thick blue black mass to fall down past his shoulders just a bit. He had a natural wave that wasn’t there when his hair was kept short, and with a bit of help form Garafin got it to go quite bushy at the sides. He pulled on the high, oversized top hat, a rose pink sash tied about it with the ends falling off to the side with gold tassels there. Two sharp had pins in there, one with a gold and red orb at the end, another a gaudy peacock feather which just you know, worked with the whole insane outfit. He pulled on his vest, skin tight with a diamond pattern on one side, pin striped on the other with double gold and brass buttons up the front. He pulled the suspenders in bight pink and black checkers up over his chest, taking the brown velvet blazer from Garafin then, pulling it this way and that, getting it to settle properly… The last part for him was to be the make up, which Garafin did for him perfectly… A bit of black under his eyes, making the seafoam green colour look darker, more mysterious… The tops were painted subtly, purple over one, and gold on the other which made the colour of his eyes literally jump out at a person… He had a bit of dark under his cheekbones, giving him a slightly hollow faced look, the same went around his jaw. He thanked Garafin as the man went to go and wash his hands. He called every one over then, laid out the songs for the band and when they were t be played, showing Garafin the parts he needed his help in… Then they all went to have a bit of coffee and snacks, of which Garafin had blessedly and liberally laced with whiskey, doing more for his hang over than the willow bark had. As they did that, the cooks and various pastry artists started to come, bringing with them massive boxes… He showed them where to put them all, each place had been cleared and set up ahead of time, all well discussed so it would go off without a hitch. He looked a the pocket watch he was wearing, seeing it was about time to go get Sybelle, the sun was starting to come up… He waved and headed off, going back home only to see she wasn’t there… Or at her house… He had jumped on his horse to get around faster, not finding her at any of her regular spots, nor had Rose or Ace seen her… He had one place left to go check… Her favorite but not too often used hiding spot… He headed that way as far as he could by horse before he had to go on foot, the fog thick and swirling about in the air and the ground, but he knew every step… He found her there, up in the bed in the trees, he knew because the blankets were hanging over a bit… He sighed softly, reaching out to take the hanging ladder only to find that she had pulled it up, making him slap his hand against his forehead silently… You would have thought… He rolled his neck, pulling up his sleeves a bit, tucking the lace there back in his sleeves. Her dress hanging over his shoulder and down his back through the sash over his chest full of sewing thread… He got up the tree alright, it had rough bark which gave him an easy grip, but fuck if it wasn’t hard in this damn costume! He got up high enough to see her there, curled up with Aylan, and his heart stopped beating for a minute… Why did she run? Didn’t she know she was his everything? He began to get out on the branch there, the one thick enough to support his weight.*”Alice…”*He would say, slipping into character, taking a gamble and hoping it payed off.*”Psssssst Alice! Alice Wake up…”*He got closer, making his way REALLY carefully to her bed there, knowing a fall from this height would break something badly.*”Alice, Will you Wake Up?! You are going to be late!”*He would be holding her dress out before him, the beautiful sky blue with black piping and hemline would look almost magical in the fog… IT also kept him hidden from her sight for the moment.*”You can’t be late for your very own unbirthday party!
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..the covers were draw up about her shoulders.. long lavender coloured locks just resting atop the pillow there ..her arm remained curled about Aylans tiny frame.. she drew from her magical energy for almost the entire night.. making sure he was kept warm and safe.. that should he try to move he wouldn’t fall.. that should he get a chill he would feel that soothing warmth.. she could survive worse.. she had before.. and the bitter cold of the evening and morning would be quite a reminder to her.. like a bit of a slap in the face.. bringing her back down to the stark reality of the situation.. she had drawn the ladder up.. she just wanted to be left alone.. she wanted to sit in silence as she had when she was younger and things got that little bit too tough.. and she figured no one would come for her anyway.. she didn’t hear the approach of him.. the scratching upon the bark.. the slight groaning of the branches as he moved across to her.. she stirred when he called out to her.. or well he called out to Alice.. her lids shifting just a little as she took released a breath.. drawing Aylan in that little bit closer to her as she curled up.. he would make it to the bed there.. shifting the weight distribution a little.. but it could handle it.. wouldn’t be the first time he had found her there.. her brows furrowed when he tried again.. his voice echoing through her mind there ..she murmured.. before she went to blink her eyes open.. slowly moving to focus.. though only seeing this thing hanging infront of her.. fabric.. an outfit perhaps.. before he told her she was going to be late.. she audibly gasped as she lifted her head.. picking up Aylan there..the little boy stirring and whining at being woken so suddenly.. but her immediate thoughts were that someone was with her.. and that someone had other plans.. Nautilous had warned her afterall to carry a blade and this was an occasion that she did not.. she’d left everything behind there at the house when she left so suddenly.. his voice though.. her heart took those stumbled beats as she reached cautiously forward.. pulling the dress to the side as her head tilted.. her eyes held that mixture of caution and hesitation before she would lay her eyes upon him there.. she exhaled and her shoulders sunk.. Oh thank god.. well in some respects yes.. though not all.. she didn’t expect to see him there and wasn’t sure that she really wanted to.. - .. you frightened the heck out of me.. .. she blinked.. rubbing her hand down along Aylans back there as he began to settle once more.. curling in tighter to her.. she pooled the blankets up and around him.. she was a little confused at what was going on.. before it would dawn on her that he had.. well seemingly organised something for her.. and in a theme that she knew extremely well no less.. he was dressed up .. he had a dress for her.. and he was calling her Alice.. the puzzle pieces were slotting into place.. she shook her head a little..drawing her knees up- .. I can only imagine the trouble you have gone to.. .. her lower lip trembled a little- .. but.. no.. please go and enjoy yourself.. I don’t feel like leaving this bed.. for a while.. Im not even sure how you got up here.. with all that on.. I feel sick.. physically and mentally.. and I really don’t deserve the attention you’re going to show me right now.. . she shifted Aylan a little as her head dipped down to her son there.. tears tumbling down her cheeks as she scooted down into the blankets-
(21:24:19 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He hadn’t expected to scare her. That was literally the LAST thing on his mind, all he wanted to do was wake her up, to see her laugh or… Something… Anything… But not the sudden gasp as she sat straight up and scared the cheese out of their son.*”Bells! Honey, easy, it’s just me…”*She would reach forward and he would drop the dress there to his legs, looking at her with a bit of shock on his face, he really hadn’t expected that… Then again, he wasn’t sure what to expect from her there in a moment, after all she was the one who didn’t come home that he knew of… He knew he didn’t quite look like himself, long hair all puffed out at the sides with the massive silk top hat and tassels, even make up…*”I’m sorry…”*He would reach out to run his fingers down Aylan’s head, he hadn’t known that she had him with her, he thought Garafin did… He hadn’t thought to ask… He wanted to tell her she shouldn’t have slept out here like this, not with their son, Aylan could get sick being out in this cold weather… He kept his tongue though, now wasn’t the time to pick an argument, especially not with how she was looking… He had seen that look on her face before, years and years ago, back when she had been whored out by her parents and he hadn’t known any of it… She had come to him with this look on her face, like she felt as if she were the worst thing to ever happen to Arvandor, like she was worthless… His shoulders sunk a little, hearing her words, letting his hands come to rest in his lap as he sat across from her… His voice was low and soft as he spoke, not accusing or sad, just calming…*”That’s not exactly fair is it?...Aren’t I supposed to be the one who’s hurt?”*He wouldn’t ask how she knew, Arvandor was a big city that ran a grape vine like a small village, half the time the town knew someone was pregnant before the husband even bedded her for the night. Keeping secrets here was almost impossible, and he knew that all too well, organizing what he had for her had nearly tested the last of his endurance. He had done all he could to keep it secret, and he had done it too, no one knew about today but those who had been invited… Her doing this to him though… He felt like it was a bit unfair, a big sort of bit, honestly… He had never done anything wrong to her, and before they got married, she was the only person he ever loved… Even Sydel was only once, and technically, they were the same person… He’d been a good husband, hadn’t he? Sure, he had a hang up or two in bed, but it wasn’t as if he didn’t please her… He’d been nothing but good to her… So why was she the one who got to sulk and he had to pull his shit together for their family? He knew why… Because he was her Husband, and he promised to stand by her through everything, and that if she tried to pull away he would take that ribbon about her wrist and pull her back in…*”When you agreed to marry me… We promised that we would let nothing sever our ties… If one of us tried to pull away, the ribbon about our wrist would pull us back together, binding us in joy and sorrow both…”*He held up his hand, pulling the lace back, showing her the red ribbon tattoo around his wrist as he looked at her… Letting her see his wedding band and her engagement ring to him stacked on that finger.*”I promised to give you my cup of joy, to light your way in the dark, to pull you close… I am not going to give up on you, on us, our family…”*He would reach out for her, to take her hand in his, to gently run is finger over her wedding band.*”We’re not perfect people Sybelle… We both have a lot of things that make us different… We’ve had… A lot of people take our joy from us…”*He said, looking across at her as she looked down at Aylan, letting her hand go so he could gently brush her tears away.*”You deserve all the attention in the world that I can give you… And then a little more on top of that… You deserve me…And all I can do for you…”*He would tilt her face up to look at him, cradling her cheek, wanting to just wrap her up in his arms but he would wait for her to decide…*”I don’t know how you know that I saw… But the fact is I did… I didn’t handle it well and I got drunk and high and passed out… I left you to handle it on your own, and that was wrong of me, I should have waited for you and talked it out…”*Which was true, if he had been smart, he would have remained sober no matter how much it hurt to do so.*”But I have sorted it out in my heart and my head… Your allowed to take a lover, and only an idiot would think anyone can resist my brother, I know what he’s capable of…”*He was trying to be very calm about it all, he needed her to be ok, he couldn’t hang with her if she felt bad.. It would kill him.*”Listen… Please my sweetheart… I know you love me, I feel it every day, and I don’t doubt it… I also know at one time, you truly loved my brother, and feelings like that aren’t so easily curbed or forgotten… If you want to take him as your lover, I am not going to stop you, your happiness means everything to me… YOU mean everything to me… Besides… I know our chances of having a child are small, and I know we talked about trying for a little girl, and Aylan… He’s a beautiful little boy… I love him, in my heart and my soul he is my son… If Nautilous and you have a child… I won’t love you, or that child, any less…”
(22:07:25 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
says to?: ..he held his hands up.. exclaiming that it was just him and that he was sorry.. she blinked a few times.. reaching to draw the dress to the side there as he came into view.. all done up with his makeup and costume.. she swallowed down the slightly shuddered breath there.. letting her shoulders lower- .. no.. .. she shook her head- .. I’m sorry.. I was told to be careful..you just startled me that’s all.. .. she slowly rubbed her hand up and down Aylans back there.. the little boy wriggling a little but curling back into the little nook nearer to her neck and shoulder.. she pulled the blankets back up around him as he seemed to settle back into his soft heavy sleeping pattern.. the head from her hand was kept up.. she wouldn’t let it go.. it was keeping him safe and secure.. and that’s what he needed most of all.. she said she wasn’t feeling so well.. her heart was aching there in her chest and she genuinly just felt ill.. so she told him to go and enjoy himself that she wasn’t feeling very deserving of anyones attention right now.. let alone his.. he told her that that wasn’t fair.. that he was supposed to be the one who was hurting.. she tilted her head.. a little surprised at that reaction coming from him.. not something she had really seen before.. but none the less..he was within his right- .. I’m not hurt.. .. she shook her head- .. I’m disgusted in my choices.. not hurt.. I’d never proclaim to take your hurt from you.. ever .. you have ever right to feel the way you do.. I wouldn’t blame you.. .. she could feel Aylans hot little breath there brushing against the side of her neck.. his fingers curling in to latch onto her own.. she wasn’t sulking so much as just generally feeling pretty rotten.. he spoke to her about when they were married.. and how they promised one another that they would let nothing sever their ties.. that if one tried to pull away that the ribbon would pull them back together.. binding them both in joy and in sorrow both.. her gaze lifted when he pulled the lace of his shirt back.. revealing that tattoo there.. a new addition.. a red ribbon about his wrist.. he told her he promised to give her his cup of joy.. to light her way in the dark.. to pull her close and that he was not going to give up on her.. on them and their family.. before he would reach for her hand..her fingers curled in a little as she felt his gliding just atop her sweet wedding band.. the swallows moving as he did so.. she wouldn’t interrupt him.. she was allowing him to speak..her own words were like a tangled maze inside her head.. begging to leap from the tip of her tongue though if they did she knew it would be nothing but nonsence.. he spoke on them not being perfect.. that she deserved all the attention in the world that he could give her and then a little more on top of that.. he released her hand there.. she wrapped it up around Aylan and the blanket there as he wiped his hands across her tear stained cheeks.. - .. ahh.. .. her brows furrowed when he said he didn’t know how she knew that he was there- .. I didn’t.. not at first.. until I was taking Pia home.. and.. I had several people approach me.. asking if you were unwell.. that you looked a little pale..and were ignoring people.. which is odd behaviour for you.. they were worried.. and.. It didn’t take much for me to figure out why.. I went back to the house.. after leaving Pia with Garafin.. he offered to take Aylan.. but.. I think in that moment I needed.. something to ground me.. and he did.. I went by the house.. .. she exhaled.. her breath continuing to hitch- .. and.. I could smell the wine.. and the smoke kind of.. floated about.. I saw you passed out on the bed.. and I couldn’t bring myself to stay.. I put you in that position.. I made you feel the need to do something that you have been trying so hard to avoid.. .. she shook her head- .. I’m sorry Diovan.. I feel like a right heel.. .. her brows furrowed as she looked up to him there.. he spoke on knowing that she loved him.. and that he didn’t doubt it.. that he knew at one point she did love his brother.. and that those feelings aren’t always so easily forgotten..her fingers trembled there.. - .. I should have listened to myself.. I knew.. that if I did I would feel horrible.. .. her brows furrowed- .. It started with that meeting.. you remember.. a little while back when your brother said he wanted to meet with me to.. set things straight once and for all.. he kissed me.. and I kissed him back.. I wont deny it.. I left immediately afterwards.. feeling just not right about it.. it remained in the back of my mind for a little while.. I spoke to Rose about it.. and she told me that.. perhaps I needed to just do it to get it out of my system.. or perhaps there was more to it.. .. her brows furrowed- . figuring she was speaking about her relationship with Ace and Jacob.. and then.. she had her meeting with Tirathon.. and she sprung Nautilous on me there.. I was a little blindsighted.. I thought for sure she was joking that she had asked him along.. but no.. there I was with the children.. sharing a tea with your brother whilst keeping an eye on Rose and Aces Father.. the topic came up again.. and I told him no.. that I wasn’t comfortable with it.. that You didn’t do this.. that you had only ever slept with one person.. and how was that even remotely fair.. .. she frowned a little- .. he justified it explaining how Sydel took on lovers all the time.. and that he was okay with it.. and I felt the situation was different.. Sydels lovers aren’t people they know.. are usually one ofs and there isn’t the strained relationship that there is between you and him.. I can’t blame anyone else for the decision I made.. I cant say well they made me do it.. I can’t say well it was their fault.. in the end.. that was my choice.. . her fingers curled in tighter- .. and for that one mere moment of pleasure.. it wasn’t worth it.. it wasn’t worth this.. it wasn’t worth hurting you.. and putting you at risk.. it wasn’t worth any of this.. it was undeniably selfish.. and.. it wont happen again.. .. she shook her head.. - .. I’m sorry Diovan.. you deserve so much better than the way I have treated you.. in this previous day.. .. she would look up to him there.. her hand would reach across to take his.. fingers interlacing there as she would draw him over to her.. her lips would brush against the back of his palm there -
(23:08:56 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He had no idea who had told her to be careful, much like her, people sometimes kept him out of the loop too… Though he was glad she was being careful regardless, in all honesty things around here were getting a bit funny, and it never hurt to be a little on the cautious side.*”It’s good to be careful… I didn’t think I’d shock you so much, but I Guess, you know… Costume and such doesn’t really make me familiar off of the bat…”*They spoke for a little bit and he said it was perhaps a little unfair…He should have been the one feeling miserable after all, the husband with a set of horns on him not even a month into his marriage. No… That wasn’t quite right they were just… Hitting a bit of a bump in the road… It was far from something that would split them up… Hell no, he wouldn’t let that happen, he wouldn’t let them fall apart.*”If I was hurt… Maybe… I’m just more… Confused… I don’t know what I was doing wrong but there’s something I’m missing, something that you need…”*He thought it was just in the bedroom and really in all honesty? That was pretty much where he had his hang ups anyways. Hell, Ace had laid them out like ducks in a row for him, telling him flat out what he needed to do… Sure, he might have a hang up for pain, but it wasn’t like he needed it to function. It was just the cherry on the sundae so to speak. What he needed to do was stop thinking she was going to break, that she was going to freak out and run, and just let some of those kinkier fantasies of his out and show her what he was made of… They weren’t kids anymore, they weren’t young adults who didn’t fully know themselves yes, they were both grown adults who knew themselves very well. It was time he showed her. It was just figuring that out… He wanted to remind her about something that mattered a whole lot more than a bad choice, than a regret, that they had promised something and he intended to keep it. He reminded her of their vows, pulling the lace of his costume back, showing her the tattoo and the rings… He had added a few more pieces to himself over the week this had been planned, using it as an excuse to go see Garafin so no one would be the wiser, things she hadn’t noticed because they’d been busy apart with him being sneaky… He had the ribbon there about his wrist, a bright red band around his wrist, and something else… A large one, but that one, that would be seen later if at all… He held her hand, gently running his thumb over her wedding ring, asking her how she knew… After all, he wasn’t going to say anything, but it was apparent that she knew he was aware… When she explained what had happened, that it was the villagers, his friends that had noticed… The way he was just walking by, deaf and mute to those who had tried to speak to him, remembering all too well that shell shocked feeling… He had been stunned, hurt, and had locked up inside his own head for a while he had to admit…He heard her breath catching, hitching, like there was sand paper and it was making it hard for her to breath…*”I wasn’t exactly in the most… Speaking mood I admit… I was a bit shocked…”*He wouldn’t say how much it had hurt, he had a feeling that she was kicking herself hard enough without him giving her a steel toe boot to add to the mix… He felt bad when she caught him though… The smoke in the room, the empty bottle… Normally he just took the wine straight, no venom, letting the spices hit him enough on it’s own… A small glass once in a while, very rare, and that was it… He had downed the entire fucking bottle last night with some potent venom to boot. Hence waking up and feeling like someone poured three week old orc spunk down his throat while he was passed out.*”I’m sorry… I had a pipe in the tub, I had the window cracked I swear, but I think I was so far gone at that stage I couldn’t tell if I had or not…”*He did try to cut his drug use, each time he went too far for his own standards he always reminded himself of what he had become, what he had done… At least he had made it to the bed though, but in truth a whole lot of that night was gone from him, just a black blank void that was blissfully free of pain… One of the reasons he had turned to drug use in the first place… That void was lush to him…*”Don’t… I’m the one with some pretty shoddy coping methods with some things… I shouldn’t have gone as far as I did, and that was my own fault, not yours…”*He sighed gently, and it was true, he was the guy who turned to drugs to forget… She spoke about the meeting with Naut, and he had told her to go, he thought it would have been good for her… Finding out his brother had kissed her, made the first move, it spoke volumes to him… It meant the desire started on the other side of the fence, not his… It made things a whole lot easier to work with… After all, Sybelle hadn’t made the first move, his brother had… He let her get it all out, he hadn’t heard her speak so much in one run since they were children, which actually… IT made him happy… Sure the situation was a little fucked, but this was a sign she was a little more like herself, a little more… Sybelle… It wasn’t until she was done speaking, reaching out to hold his hand, to lace their hands together before she would kiss the back of his hand.*”You know… That was really good to hear Sybelle… Before you deny, can I just, you know, explain it?...”*He would ask before continuing on.*”You didn’t make the first move, he did, he played on you… On your warm heart… Your compassion… The history you two have, the gratitude you have for him, for what he’s done for you… He’s using it like strings to pull you in and then he just lets you go to feel bad after he has what he wants… He’s done the same to me. It’s just… Who he is. He’s messed in in his heart, and I don’t think he even knows how to have a clean love…”*He doubted his brother could love, period.*”Come to the party with me… Show him he hasn’t won, that we’re stronger than this, that he can’t break us up for his own laughs… Then, after you have had a big fat load of fun, we’ll come home and pack up…I think it’s time I show you something I’ve been holding onto you for a really long time… I have a house that is all my own that I bought, I was getting ready to propose to you after the ball, before you left… It’s on a lake in the mountains and I think you and I and Aylan need to go and live in our house, take our honeymoon, get away from this mess for a while… Sound good?”
(01:21:35 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *While all of this was going on in the little tree bed, the party was progressing as it should be, the food specifically was being set up… It was here, with such care and love, that the true magic of Wonderland came to life in this little clearing. It was an event that everyone involved would remember forever, and what made it all so incredible was that it was for such a small, intimate party… The grounds were amazingly decorated, the chessboard dancefloor, the large band area with quite a good band… There were so many tables laid out, each one different than the one next to it, and if someone thought they were finding a matching set of chairs they were quite out of their mind. At the center of this event was a large, beautiful tree, still holding on to it’s fiery mantle… Everything was set up around it, the tables and the dance floor, the food stands and the band stage… It was strung with hundreds of smaller paper lanterns, holding glowing fairies who were happy to help in exchange for the little honey pots in each of them, causing a wonderful soft glow in the little orbs… From strings, spread out among the branches high and low, were things like watches and empty picture frames… A hundred tea cups, no two alike, ranging in every color of the rainbow from the softest pastels to the brightest jewel tones… They had pictures in some of them, delicate rose details, others blue chintz… There were gold and silver linings, lips and handles, all flashing softly in the flickering lights of winged creatures. Here and there were pages of books and pictures, hanging up within the lovely sort of chaos in the branches, pictures of the characters from the book, pages with funny little dits and all the songs… The best part were the few bird cages inside with eyes and a beak on top of the cages and feet at the bottom, blinking and moving with a little birds in them, and once someone passed under them the birds would escape and the cake would drop and chase them about till they were swallowed up and sitting back in the tree. Each table around the tree had it’s own unique set up, it’s own main decorations and theme, and never once was it repeated. There was enough food for a small army, all of it ranging widely from sweet to savor, and some of it looked far too good to even eat... Off to the side on a cleared out area that had neither tables no chairs on, was a patch of perfectly even and level grass, clipped sharp and clean… There were cards there, oversized with faces and hands and feed on them, bowed and pinned into the ground like croquet arches. There was a line of the mallets there in all sorts of colors, but rather than the regular hammer like shape, they were upside down flamingo’s! They moved their heads, chatted to one another in bird speak as they hung from their feet, all done by a very clever enchantment by a local mage. The balls were under a similar sort of enchantment, the plaster balls were made out like hedgehogs in their white and brown quills, scuttling together in their pen. There were two waiters who were dressed as Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum, standing over the one table that had hot foods on it, several large pots steaming away. Inside them were things like hot chocolate spiced with cinnamon and clove to chase away the chill of the cold morning, another had cinnamon tea with large curling fonds of the bark inside it, sweetened with honey and a little bit of lemon… There were croissants that were fresh baked, cross buns, bread in perfect slices just waiting to be toasted… There were pans with light oils and seasoning racks, baskets of eggs and bacon and ham, pancake batter and a tortillas… Anything a person might want for breakfast could be made by the two behind the table, all the while they would recite things like the Carpenter and the Walrus, various other little limericks and parts of the book… Spread out here and there were giant mushrooms, places where one might sit away from the tables, though if they were all they seemed might be something a person would want to check up on… Many of them were enchanted, each one different, ranging from things like suddenly becoming attached to ones posterior so as one walked, a giant mushroom would be attached to the rear and wriggling until it fell off after so much time… Another would suddenly vanish, leaving the would be sitter in a cloud of colored smoke, changing the poor victim to the color of said smoke… His favorite was the boggie bootie enchantment, so that who ever sat on it would have an irresistible compulsion to get on the dance floor and just cut loose, and it would last about the length of one of the songs he had on the list. At the entrance to the event, which now had a thick flowering hedge border of sweet malmsey growing around it thanks to his mother, there would be a white door with dozens of keys hanging off of it. Each key had a little tag attached to it, stating the table they were to sit at… It meant that people would be split up, not able to just all pack together at one table, that wasn’t the reason for this event… Malaika was there though, she had a passing fondness for her daughter in law, and she wanted to help her son with this… It was a bit of a family gathering too… He knew his father was an orphan, but he had been raised up with a family, and Mala had gone out and gathered them together for him… People who would call him their nephew, their grandson, with a few of them having children of his age… Those having children of their own who were just eager as a pack of wolves to go run about and play. For the moment they were happily eating with the other children, Vivian and Mina having arrived earlier than the others, wanting to help out as much as they could. They had an area set up just for the children to eat at, smaller tables and chairs just like the grown ups, sitting down at it with tea and what ever they wanted to eat. Aelora, Alaric, and Ionwe were already there, giving Garafin and Mina a chance to get ready at home without quite so many distractions… Pia was being utterly adored by those who met her, she was helping her grandpa Dio get things together for her favorite lady next to her mummy… She was adjusting each little tea set on the tables, making sure the handles were just right, cause Aunite Sybelle needed things to look just a certain way… Poor Pia got a start though, even some of the tea cups and tea pots were enchanted, and when she went to move one of them it started to sing, starting the whole set on the table. She freaked out for a moment, put it back down on the table, and went running for miss Mina.*
(01:21:46 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *Nothing here was as it seemed though, nothing at all, and that was the goal… There were signs posted here and there in the grass, pointing left and right, up and down while some of them spun around just as soon as someone looked at them… Garafin and Marabelle would have arrived first, being greeted by Mala at the door, explaining she was Diovan’s mother. Marabelle thought this was by far the most charming, amazing, grand little thing she had ever seen… She chatted with Malaika for a little bit while Garafin went to go pick out the keys for them, coming back to keep her company for a minute before she shooed him off, telling him to get himself a cup of coffee and she would join him in a minute. Malaika had the most fascinating eyes and a soft warm voice, and Marabelle loved to meet new people, something she got to do a lot of at the Inn. Malaika asked Marabelle how far along she was, Marabelle blushing hotly, pulling the burgundy over alls of her costume a bit looser, laughing nervously… She admitted she was exactly a month and a week so far… Mala laughed softly, telling her not to be embarrassed, that pregnancy looked beautiful on such a lovely girl… Then she had leaned in and whispered something in Marabelle’s ear, causing her hazel eyes to go wide in shock, looking at Mala as if to say… no way? Mala nodded her head and sent her along to Garafin who was holding up a plate of food in one hand, and two mugs of coffee in the other, a bright smile on the mans face. A few more sets of people arrived, not in costume like the Mad Hare and the Doormouse of Garafin and Marabelle, they were however dressed very nicely… These were the other chaperones of the moonlight tryst, Diovans brothers and sisters in arms, all dressed up in bright happy outfits that matched the theme of the party…*
(02:38:38 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..she remained seated there just across from him as the two of them spoke.. quite possibly more than they had spoken ever.. or at least in as long as she could remember.. she was laying it all out on the table..deciding that now was not the time for secrets.. for misgivings.. for hiding things from one another.. that if they were going to make it through this.. they had to be honest.. she told him how she knew he had seen.. how much he had seen she was unsure.. but she knew he had seen something.. that the villagers had told her of how he seemed off.. perhaps unwell.. she nodded her head when he said he wasn’t in a talkative mood.. - .. I don’t doubt it.. . she rubbed her lips together a little.. she knew he had to have been shocked.. it all seemingly coming from no where afterall.. she told him she had come back to the house and saw him in bed.. the opium cloud.. the alcoholic scent on the air.. he apologised to her and she shook her head- . please.. don’t.. .. she really did not want him apologising to her in this instance.. this whole situation was because of a decision she made.. because of something she chose to do.. he told her much the same.. to not apologise.. it seemed they were both in the same position.. admitting fault in themselves.. and not wanting the other to shoulder the blame for it.. her lids half closed there.. she went on to tell him the story.. her side of things from the start.. from the meeting she had with his brother in the forest and how it all started with a kiss.. and just seemed to blossom from there.. a look of confusion settled on her features as he asked if he could explain it.. she tilted her head.. he went on to tell her about how his brother made the first move and how he had played on her warm heart.. her compassion.. the history that was there.. that Nautilous was using it all like strings to pull her in.. only to let her go to feel bad after he had what he wanted.. that his brother had done the very same to him.. she cradled little Aylan there a little closer to her chest.. watching him.. it made sense on some levels.. and then not on others.. she still struggled seeing Nautilous in such a bad light.. even though she had been warned by a few people of it.. to her.. he was nice.. even to the point of being honerable.. maybe she needed to start listening more.. to other people.. and not so much herself.. her own decisions and judgements were clearly very, very off.. he asked her to come to the party with her.. to show Nautilous that he had not won.. that they were stronger than this.. - .. party?.... she asked quietly.. curious and a little confused.. he went on to speak about there was something he had to show her.. something he had been holding onto for all this time.. her brow rose when he said he had a house.. all of his own that he had brought in preparation for their life together only for her to have left.. it was on a lake in the mountains..and how he thought that the three of them needed to go and just be there.. just exist for a little while.. to take that honeymoon they hadn’t had the chance to yet.. to get away from everything.. and everyone.. she curled her fingers inward a little.. clutching his hand there a little tighter.. she nodded her head as she bit down onto her lower lip there- .. I’d really like that.. .. her thumb lightly glided along the side of his soft warm hand there.. before she released her hold.. she carefully put Aylan down there upon the bedding nearer to the middle of the mattress as she shifted up onto her knees.. she looked to him there for a moment.. there was perhaps a touch of hesitation.. in that he could pull away.. and he would be within his rights.. fingers twitching before she would reach.. her own warm fingers would brush along his jawline there.. shifting to cradle his cheeks as she leant in to just rest her forehead to his.. letting her eyes close..- .. thank you.. .. she whispered.. . her hands slowly fell to his shoulders there - .. thank you for just being you.. I must have done something right.. along the way somewhere.. to deserve you in my life.. .. she pressed her warm lips there to his cheek.. picking up a little of the makeup there upon her own in the process as she wrapped her arms around him then.. just needing to hold him for a moment.. her head buried down against the round of his shoulder.. before she would slowly withdraw.. letting her hands fall from the sides of his neck there.. as she looked to the dress.. lifting it up.. turning it around before she sat back upon her heels.. she’d get a proper look at him then.. her brow rising a little as the corners of her lips twitched.. an amused smile lingering there before a little laugh sounded and her hand rose to cover her mouth- .. what is all this then?.... she chewed down upon her lip there as she held the dress up before her.. - .. Oh.. hang on.. .. she looked from him to the dress.. and then back to him once more.. he called her Alice when he appeared.. and it was slowly.. very.. very slowly dawning on her- .. Ohh what have you done? Mmmm?.. what are you up to?.... she figured she was to put the dress on... can you just.. .. she motioned to Aylan a moment.. if he could keep an eye on him she could strip down.. she slid her arms into the oversized black and white striped woollen sweather.. drawing it up over her head.. not a stitch on underneath it.. no wonder she was cold during the night.. she picked up the dress there.. guiding it down over her head.. reaching back to pull her hair free as she slid her arms into place.. tugging it down before she would reach beneath .. unbuttoning her extremely tight black slacks.. her boots.. as she inched them down her legs.. it was a bit crooked but would straighten when she managed to get down off of the bed- .. can you zip me up please?.... she would turn her back to him ther.e. those sweet black and white swallows on display until he pulled the zipper into place…she looked to the ladder the as she held it..- .. how did you get up here?
(02:39:12 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: .. she was suitably pissed.. more so than she had been for a very, very long time.. it was different this time though.. she wasn’t just angry.. she was pissed off.. angry.. disappointed and upset.. it would be far to easy to just be jealous.. he fucked other women all the time.. it was nothing new.. in fact he did it infront of her.. more than once.. he taunted her with it as she did to him.. so why was this time different?.. she felt betrayed.. she felt sick.. all those feelings.. they were balling into one big tangled mess in her head.. she knew the shop she was in.. she knew what it would have contained and it took her maybe the matter of a moment to get her hands on a few bottles that were resting in one of the cabinets.. a little cotton root bark.. and pennyroyal.. two bottles.. small with bright red stoppers alerting the partaker of such poisons that they were not for giggles and fun.. they were serious.. they meant business and they rarely if ever failed..she had returned to the house after sending him that final barb.. he had killed Christopher when she was right there.. that sound.. the snapping bone was not something that would be removed from her mind anytime soon.. it echoed there in the back.. like an old creaking rocking chair.. over.. and over.. she heard him.. she heard what he said to Sybelle.. after all he had said to her.. why it was not that long ago that she had taken on the visage of Sybelle.. to keep up the innocent angle only for him to demand she remove it.. that it sickened him.. it practically ruined any chance he had of getting hard.. well.. that was clearly a lie.. a Big Fat Fucking lie no less.. he seemed quite comfortable there fucking that lavender mistake.. she held the power in her hands to ruin that woman.. she held those memories that would ruin her.. that would take all that fucking sweet innocence away.. the ones that Ruined her.. the ones that made her into that fucking big ball of angry and cruel.. she had gone so far as to hand pick.. to make sure Sybelle didn’t suffer it.. cutting them off when she ‘died’ .. she had to sit through Nautilous falling in love with her.. whilst remaining in the back of Sybelles mind.. she had to fucking witness it all.. she had to jump in when things got too rough.. when Ace went insane at Jacob.. when the ring came into play and Sybelle nearly seized out of existence…she’d seen it all.. and then he asked her.. that night during the celebration to have his child.. that he really wanted her to have his child.. that she had to want it too.. and in that moment.. that spec of hesitation it dawned on her that she did.. that she wanted it.. she knew he could fucking seed up 99% of Arvandor.. get all the women pregnant.. but he didn’t.. he controlled that.. like she controlled herself.. but together in that moment she allowed her to want it.. she allowed him in.. only to come across him.. wanting to get Sybelle pregnant.. Oh that fucking cut.. upon entry the doorman hit the deck.. one stiff hard hit to his chin.. his throat.. had the fool gasping for breath before she slapped her hands down hard to his ears.. his eyes rolled back and he just passed out.. another servant approached and quickly backed off .. disappearing back into the kitchen.. she moved into the room where the costumes lay.. Oh she was still going.. she wouldn’t miss it for the fucking world.. yanking off her overcoat.. the buttons flying.. her boots soon followed as she slid into the white under frock.. the cincher.. the black velvet frock coat that fastened tightly just about her bust.. the collar was white and scooped.. she left that and the thin netting like veil down upon the bedding for the moment.. her hair remained white.. she hadn’t the energy to fuck around with it.. nor the patience.. but she slid it as best she could considering it was tightly curled into the double bun style on either side of her head.. she needent have bothered with the white face paint.. her skin was porcelain already.. the lips were painted blood red.. the eyes were rich.. vivid and dark.. a chain hanging about her neck…seated there upon the dresser.. the vials before her.. tapping her nails against the little glass bottles.. she pulled the lid off the pennyroyal.. the liquid it contained clear.. looked like water though it held such a strong hand of death.. she rested her head down upon the desk there.. looking at it before her lids just tumbled closed.. her desire for rest.. the need for it overweighed everything else.. or perhaps it was something else at play.. but she could no longer remain awake.. her hand tipped as the bottle emptied.. trickling down onto the floor.. and much like methylated spirits it dried upon contact.. so for all intents and purposes.. she must have drunk it.. a thin bloodied line trickled down from the corner of her lips.. her makeup running just a little.. -
(03:17:58 )
°.Chivalry isn’t Dead. °.
Dr. Jacob Anikin
...I don’t want for much..
..just my name written across her heart..
: ..he was oblivious to her leaving after their ..well more than a little session.. he had all but passed out in that bed and had barely moved an inch in hours.. in fact when she returned to the house.. he was still in the very same position he was in when she left.. he woke before her however.. feeling completley and utterly relaxed.. almost to the point of it being obscene.. he pressed a kiss to her forehead there before he went and took a quick bath.. he knew it was the day he was to have his surgery.. and his hand would probably be bandaged up for a few days after the fact..he had prepared her breakfast and the two had spent those moments together.. he could tell she was worried.. and he tried his best to calm her nerves.. even though it were him going in for the actual act he knew she feared something would go wrong.. he had spent a little time with the surgeon.. just here and there.. they talked over books and journals.. shared a little knowledge about anatomy and medicine.. it was refreshing actually to have someone to bounce off of.. the two of them had gone to the hospital.. the surgeon having already gotten into a few arguments with the hospital staff who were hell bent on having their staff assist.. but he refused.. even going so far as calling Rose his personal assistant.. little stretch of the truth but it seemed to get the others to back off.. the surgeon had no time for nonsense and illtrained doctors.. he took Rose in there and got her to assist.. teaching her a thing or two along the way whilst Jacob remained out of it completley.. the operation took quite a few hours.. it was delicate and so very many things could go wrong.. the surgeon however remained perfectly polite to Rose.. never said a cross word.. was professional and highly skilled.. only really bringing up a sweat when it got to the root.. the core of the problem.. the blockages.. the nerves that were worn thin and causing the over sensitivity .. causing the tremor.. everything seemed to be settled and the skin was restitched.. the surgeon letting Rose know that it would need to remain tightly bandaged for 3 days.. which meant they wouldn’t know if it was a success until their wedding day.. night had come quickly what with the better part of a day spent at the hospital.. the pair of them returning to his little house.. he was insanely groggy and staggering around like a bit of a drunken fool.. actually having a few light attacks of the giggles at the most random nonsense now and then before she would have put him to bed.. the next morning would be the day of the grand surprise themed party.. he required her assistance in places to put his costume on.. just anything that was really quite fiddly.. buttons and pulls.. zippers and shirt sleeves.. it was all rather peculiar .. different.. he hadn’t really worn anything like this.. the pants.. the shirt.. vest and overcoat.. those rather shiny blue shoes.. if she needed assistance.. or well he would try anyway he would give it.. she seemed to be extremely excited about going and having some fun.. and if he were honest.. the party couldn’t have come at a better time.. they all needed a bit of a break.. a bit of sunshine in their lives.. so much kudos to Diovan.. for organising it all-
(03:29:33 )
??
°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *He had set Aysil up at home and was making his way back himself, he knew Sydel had saw, and he had slapped her with the barb… She slapped him back with one, and for the first time in years, they were fighting… He just hated it… He got so tired of it, of her just tossing him to the side, keeping him at arms length… He didn’t know what the hell she wanted anymore… Was he getting too old for her? He was getting older every year, just like everyone else, and fuck it if he would stop it… He knew too it wasn’t an issue with his looks, he was getting better as he got older, and there wasn’t a woman or man in Arvandor who wouldn’t find themselves beneath him if he wanted it. Just what the FUCK was her issue? He had done everything, everything for her, there was nothing she wanted that he didn’t give her… Hell, he had taken a beating from the fucking PANTHEON to keep her safe, to give her the bodies and blood she needed… He kept her entertained all the time, the finest of everything, and still… Normally he was ok with her taking lovers, they both fucked like rabbits after all, it was just who they were… But this kid she was after… Really, a whole week of taunts like that, what the hell was he going to do? Just bend over and let her use him like her personal bitch? Fuck no! He was just tired of the bullshit… Even he had a point he wouldn’t bend past for her, and that included things like that, fucking some god damned kid in his room. Just thinking about it was pissing him off, little things around him getting warped, snapping and cracking… He was pissed, her threatening Sybelle for no fucking reason, for the love of Gods he was just using her to get a one up on little Mr. Fucking perfect. If it weren’t for the fact that Diovan was starting to toe on his fucking turf, the chance that Sydel might be doing to him what she had done when she got pregnant by Chris, he just couldn’t hang with that shit… He liked Sybelle sure, but she couldn’t hold a candle to Sydel, no one could. Many women had tried for the love of fuck… It was always her, always, no matter what hell she put him through… He had just wanted to send a message to his brother, he wasn’t actually going to knock Sybelle up, he just wanted to break her… Send her back soiled, dirty goods, a weapon to cut his brother with… Then if his brother did knock her up, he would never know if it was his kid, or his own. It was just the perfect slap in the face… How could he resist that? Everything was becoming a mess and his mood was not improving by any means, wrapping himself in invisibility as he walked, not in the mood to pretend today… When he got back to the Villa he saw the doorman down in the dirt, two of the maids fanning him, trying to get the guy awake. He asked what the hell had happened, and apparently the Mistress came home in a foul mood, and had gone about attacking the help that crossed her path. He sighed heavily, telling them to avoid her, and go about their business in places in the house where she wasn’t at. Leave it to Sydel to take out her nasty mood on everyone else… He just didn’t get what her issue was… What the hell? She could fuck his brother, but he couldn’t fuck Sybelle, how was that fair? A bit one sided, that is what it was… Fucking Sydel, it was always about her, all the damn time… He went to a different room for the night, not in the room to go fuck about with her in a nasty ass mood, and she had effectively ruined his room in the house with what she had done in it. He opted for one of the simple guest rooms and pulled in three of the prettiest maids in the house, having them draw him a bath and join him in it, he had a lot of excess anger to burn off… He fucked all three of them raw, it didn’t matter who was where, he was using every possible hole and tool he had. By the end they were perfectly burned out and cum soaked, and he felt less angry, more…. Moody… At least he was clean… He left them to sort themselves out, drying off as he walked before just leaving the towel on the floor, walking into his chosen bedroom before he passed out. He snagged a good few hours of dark, dreamless sleep, waking up ready for a new day… Hopefully one filled with less bullshit. It was also time for the party, or getting close enough, and he wanted to get there before too many came in… He simply streaked around the house, fuck it why not, right? He came to her room and opened it, fuck knocking, this woman of his wouldn’t have a drop of privacy from this day forward, he wasn’t going to let her do this crap to him anymore. He saw her head down on the dresser, snagging a nap perhaps? He came up and gently shook her shoulder.*”Come on, what’s the matter, your little boy toy keep you up all night?”*He would growl out, not getting a response from her, making his anger spark all over again.*”For fucks sake Sydel, wake up!”*He would snap, pulling her up off of the dresser, only to go stark white… He saw the blood trail from the corner of her mouth, seeing a vial there on the floor, the label pennyroyal label crystal clear…*”Oh my god.”*He said, lifting her in his arms, stripping her out of her costume with hard jerks and shreds, tearing the damn thing off of her. He ran her in his arms to the tub, filling it with warm water and crawling into it with her, trying to warm her body up while shoving his fingers down her throat to make her gag.*”Please baby… Please don’t…”*He half sobbed, holding her tight to him, his whole body shaking as he went into white hot panic with her.*”I swear I didn’t mean any of it… It was just because I was so mad at you… I need you… Please Sydel… Come on baby… Wake up… Please wake up…”*He would keep doing it, trying to make her gag, to puke out the poison. He was screaming his head off for olive oil, it would save her stomach lining, making her puke the poison out as well.*”You can’t die… You can’t… I was going to ask you to marry me today… At Diovans party… I wanted to crash it, to make you laugh, to thumb your nose…”*He said, desperate to hear her say something, anything…*”I’ll do anything for you baby… Anything… Please just wake up… Just wake up… Look at me… Call me a bastard… Cut my heart out… But don’t let me die alone… I can’t do this without you… I don’t want to…”
(03:45:09 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. he had made sure she got back to the house ok… even though he knew she had more or less ported her way across.. he knew she was tired.. she was pretty spent.. so he had to make sure she arrived ok.. noticing her arriving upon the door step.. waiting there until she had disappeared inside before he would turn and make his way back through the woodlands.. he didn’t sleep.. he had far to much on his mind in those moments.. everything that had been spoken between the two.. the simple fact he had actually told her he wanted a child.. that he wanted her to have his baby.. his hand reached back to rub against the back of his neck there as he laughed and shook his head.. he was more surprised at himself than anyone could ever be of him.. it was true.. he actually wanted a child.. maybe he got hit on the head a little hard there by Sydel.. or maybe Khorn really fucked with his head turning it into little more than a mashed vegetable.. regardless of the reasoning behind it.. he hadn’t lied.. he hadn’t been deceptive.. he was honest.. it was kind of.. enlightening.. and it felt good.. he didn’t really know how to handle it.. he went back to the estate there.. catching sight of the guards.. well that threw his extremely good mood back in check.. Oh those slimey rotted sacks of muck.. oh he was going to enjoy slicing them into smaller pieces when the time came.. until then though.. straight face.. he didn’t know anything.. not a single thing.. he’d just been away ..doing whatever it was they thought he was doing.. sowing wild oats apparently.. or so he heard.. let them think what they liked.. useless pricks.. he came upon the surgeon there.. guiding him out into the garden for a bit of a ..chat.. he wanted to know more about this surgery.. and what was to be happening.. he needed to know that Jacob was going to be ok.. he needed to know that there was nothing nefarious at play here.. he knew his father far to well.. and he knew that he didn’t give out favours often if at all.. so the fact he was allowing his own personal surgeon to do the work.. with seemingly very little in return. .well it flew up a few red flags.. he had heard that yes.. the surgeon had been instructed to sever the nerve in the wrist.. making the boys hand utterly useless.. Jacob would never be a doctor again.. he’d never be able to pick up his children.. he’d never be able to give someone a proper hug.. an embrace.. a loving caress.. he’d only have the use of his other hand.. for all intents and purposes the one with the tremor may as well have been amputated.. ohh that slick fucker.. his Father was going to suffer for this.. thing is.. he had known the surgeon his entire life.. it had been the same one.. fiercly loyal to the family.. and also a very.. very good friend to his Mother.. it just about killed the man when Aces Mother died.. so he knew if he needed to.. he could call upon this surgeon to do the right thing.. Ace could tell the man was struggling with it.. a good honest surgeon didn’t go in to operate only to fuck things up.. it went against the code.. but he also knew the King was his employer.. and he would lose his head if Tirithon found out.. he assured him it would all be sorted.. and there would be no losing of heads.. he would get Jacob to wear the bandage longer.. well into their visit to Silverthorn.. complaining of perhaps a mild infection.. Tirithon was unlikely to question that.. and then after that.. it would be handled.. the surgeon agreed..seemingly relieved about the whole idea.. before Ace left him there.. he had a few errands to run.. namely a few items that needed to be purchased.. procured ..organised.. the day of the party came around quite quickly and he just bawked at the outfit.. picking up the mask.. turning it around a few times with a raised brow.. - .. Oh he can’t be serious.. .. he rubbed his chin there as he chuckled and shook his head.. sliding into the gear..smoothing out the straight lines.. holding onto the mask.. it would take some serious convincing for him to put it on-
(04:13:27 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: .. for all intents and purposes she remained completely out of it.. for hours.. nothing made her stir.. no loud noises.. not even the servants banging and crashing around…she may as well have been dead.. she didn’t hear him enter the room.. his words were lost on her.. it were as if she had fallen into a deep revere.. a moment in time.. a space she had toppled down into her own mind there.. to repair.. to fix to collate all the memories she had in her head there and to deal with the inherent anger and volatile thoughts that were running through her mind.. she hadn’t allowed herself to fall into that kind of unconscious state since she was much younger.. he was able to pick her up and she was just like a doll.. she would have slumped a little more against the dresser.. he stripped her of her costume.. jerking her frame this way and that.. tearing into the fabric before he would pick her up.. she was already cold to the touch.. so that wouldn’t have been helpful to alert him to any conclusion.. a normal person or elf with this body temperature would have been dead hours before.. he submerged her into the warm water.. into the bath there.. her head just dipped beneath the surface there before he slipped in with her to hold her.. to lift her up as he called to her.. pleading with her to wake up.. that he didn’t mean any of it.. that he was just mad at her.. that he needed her.. none of this got through to her.. none of what he was saying was getting through the barriers.. the walls that the mind built up to protect it whilst it was doing its job.. it wasn’t until he shoved his fingers down her throat that she stiffened.. that she seemed to arch up in his grasp.. his hold there.. but that would be the only sign of life he would get from her.. could also be easily put down to muscle reflexes ...if she could have bitten him in those moments she would have.. and probably tore a few good chunks out of his hands in the process.. he begged her.. telling her he was going to propose.. and how they were both going to crash that party.. how he could not do this alone.. he could not be alone.. that he couldn’t do this without her… his voice this time was starting to come through in vibrations.. though full words were not being formed.. not properly.. so most of what he said was lost on her .. like talking to someone who was fast asleep.. you could suggest things.. and some things might flow through but most of it fell on deaf ears..the servants came running in with a bottle of oil as instructed.. a little wide eyed.. pale.. wondering just what in the hell was going on.. they backed out quickly however.. they would be of no help.. and they knew full well if the Mistress of the house died.. the Master would flatten it..he shoved his fingers down deeper into her throat once more and her lids snapped open and she coughed and spluttered.. turning her head to the side threw up a substantial amount of blood stained clear fluid.. she was startled.. her eyes those milky orbs widened as she choked on her own breath..she gagged and coughed.. groaning as her throat burnt like a bitch.. her voice was scratchy and painful.. her makeup had run.. her cheeks were stained with long dark lines from her eyes.. she looked to him there as he held her.. - .. touch me again and Ill break your fingers.. .. her lids were so heavy.. they kept closing over.. - .. what.. .. she whined.. her head tilted to the side.. she felt so insanely foggy.. her memory was placing things back into the correct order-
(04:28:18 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *They weren’t the chattiest couple of people in the world, with them, more often than not they were soft spoken… They chose to just spend time together outside, having adventures, using touches to convey what they meant versus elaborate script… Still, this was something they needed to do, because not talking about it wasn’t going to work… They were both a little afraid of hurting the others feelings, holding back their own emotions and doubts, trying to be strong for the other… Not the best thing for a marriage, which in a way probably helped tip the scale in favour of his brother for a moment, knowing that he probably let Sybelle not have to make any decisions… He just wanted her to know she had her freedom, he had learned too late just how much of it had been taken from her, determined not to do that to her… At the end of the day though, maybe she needed to have him make some of the choices for her, take control… It was going to be a baby step… This wouldn’t be fixed over night, but they could do it, he knew they could…He admitted he had been a bit fucked up after what he saw, alerting the villagers to something being up, saying he just wasn’t in the right state of mind to handle it… She agreed, he watched her lips, the way she rubbed them together like she did when she was thinking… He apologized for her coming into a house that reeked of vices, he thought he had thrown the window, but he was so fucking drunk he also thought he could fly… Thankfully his legs didn’t take him to any high surfaces…*”I will anyways Sybelle… You have a right to safe and come home without worrying about that… End of story.”*It wasn’t her fault he had shit for coping methods. She went on to explain everything, how it had gone from start to finish, from who kissed who to where… He knew how hard it was with his brother, to the one he wanted to charm he was damn near angelic, but by all the Gods he was the devil himself to the rest. He had this skill to make everyone else look bad while they tried to explain the truth too, like he was the perfect Lucifer, letting his victim head on to hell without any assistance from himself. He heard her catch on the word party but he didn’t answer, just rolled over it, going on about the house he bought twenty years ago… He felt her fingers curl in tighter, his own coming in with hers, to cradle and support her hand without caging it.*”I’m glad… It’s a bit uh… Well… Abandoned… After you left I didn’t do anything with it… I have a few of my guys who go and clean it for me once every few months, but that’s really it, so we got a lot of work ahead of ourselves… But we have room to grow there, a lot of room, enough for you to let your imagination go wild… With Ace being back home, we might even have snow, can you think of that? You and I, Aylan asleep on the rug, curled up in front of the fire… We’ll watch the snow fall on the pines outside the windows… Skate on the lake…”*He said before his words drifted off, catching her movement, not sure what she was going to do… He was less so worried about what she was going to possibly do to him, more like what she might be doing to herself, like possibly running and jumping from the bed… He just reached out and pulled her in, not letting her keep that distance, wrapping her in his arms… As if he would let her go…*”Stupid head…”*He said softly, something they used to call the other when they were being proper retarded, often laced with a lot of affection for one another. So they had a bump in their road, they were both far from perfect, and those bumps would show just how well they weathered future trials… And there would be trials he was sure, there always was, but he was more than willing to go through each one because she was worth fighting for.*”I love you Bells… I’ve loved you my whole life… This isn’t going to make me love you less, you know that, don’t you?... I loved you through death and back, this right here, it’s just a little bump… We are going to have them through our very, very long, very happy marriage… That’s alright by me…Your worth the roughest road, so long as you are beside me, holding my hand.”*He held her as she held him, giving her everything she needed from him, just letting her soak it all up… He wasn’t going to go anywhere, not at all, and she didn’t need to worry about that. He ran his fingers through her hair, pressing soft kisses to her temple before she would go to sneak a kiss to the side of his mouth, finding his full on lips instead with a cheeky grin of his. She asked about his outfit, really getting a look at it, and he wiggled his brows at her.*”I have been busy the last week and a half, my dear Alice, now are you going to come along or not? Our white rabbit tends to have a bit of a short temper and the oysters are only in season for so long!”*He teased her, nodding his head, moving down to pick up Aylan.*”Hey there my baby boy…”*He would say, holding him close while Sybelle got dressed, having a bit of an acrobat act with it… Not that he didn’t enjoy the view… She would always be the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He had a pair of boots on his belt with some nice warm wool stockings for her, handing them over before he would zip her up for her, hearing the question there and laughing a bit.*”Worst. Treeclimb. Ever. This place is pretty high you know, and that tree is not very friendly to people who weigh more than a bird, nearly busted my ass a time or two… I’ll tell you all about my adventure later, right now missy, I need your beautiful self down that ladder. We really can’t have you late for your own unbirthday party, hell even the door mouse would think that was just tacky!”*He’d tease, setting up the ladder with her, helping her with Aylan before they made their way down. Once they were down, he looked at his clock, they wouldn’t make it in time without a bit of help. He called his horse over, having her get on first, then himself up behind her. They went full gallop, but the gait was smooth, not too bad of a jostling. He would stop by their house, it was closest to the party, urging her to go on up and finish getting dressed. She couldn’t look like she just got pounced, the least he could do was give her a chance to brush her hair and wash her face, get her dress a bit straighter.*
(04:53:42 )
??
°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *The servants had the good fucking sense to answer his calls nearly instantly, and once he had that olive oil he pried her mouth open and poured it down her throat, working his hand over it to make her swallow it… This was wrong… So wrong… He had seen her take poison before to kill Aysil before she had been born, and with how mad she had been, he thought she was trying to do it again… He shoved his fingers down her throat, seeing her arch up and stiffen, but she slipped back down just as easily. Too easy to mistake as a muscle spasm… He was begging her, whispering to her, telling her the truth… The whole fucking truth…She was always so brash, she always jumped to the wrong conclusions, reacting to things before he got to explain things… He shoved his fingers down her throat again, and this time that got the reaction he needed, holding her as she threw up over the side of the tub, coughing and groaning… He saw the blood streaks there, and despite all his struggles, tears were falling down his cheeks… He pulled her in tight when she said she would break his fingers.*”God I fucking hate you…”*He held her tight, so damn tight against him, his face buried in the spot between her neck and her shoulder as he just cried…. He held her like she was going to just vanish, or worse, she would just die…*”What the Fuck were you thinking? Huh? Did you just think it was ok to try and fucking kill yourself?!”*He pulled back and slapped her across the cheek, hard, diving in to grab her hair in both his hands and kiss her with all the fury and passion he had in his heart for her… He wouldn’t stop until she was either breathless or she pushed him off.*”You just… Dammit… Why did you do that? Why? What the hell were you trying to do? To punish me?”*He was mad, he was scared, he was a fucking wreck and the most vulnerable she would ever see him…Raw, exposed, vulnerable… The idea of losing her had shaken him badly, especially when he felt it was his fault, her doing it because of what she saw. He shook her hard, once, twice… Oh she had shaken him badly.*”Listen you foolish girl, I did that with Sybelle to fuck with Diovan, to stab him where it hurt. I wouldn’t knock her up, it’s not worth the trouble to get a kid on her, she’s already pregnant with his kid dammit! He was in town and I knew he would be coming by the shop, I wanted him to see his wife screaming MY name, just to watch him fucking Break.”*Her ideas, her conjectures, they had all been wrong… She had the wrong idea, the wrong everything, the only part of it that had been straight forward in that event was the barb. That slap inside her head, pissed off and angry with her, hurting… God he was still hurting, no one could get under his skin, wrap his heart in razor wire like she did.*”You kept going on fucking about with Leon, having him mount you in my fucking BED, just because your pissed that I was handling Ace. It’s like you forgot that without him, there is no war on Navere, no massive drow bodies for you to slaughter.”*He pulled his hands through is hair, rocking his head back, his chest was on fire from the almost heart attack she had given him… His throat burned from the tears that, now once started, he couldn’t stop.*”How much do I have to do Sydel, for you to just fucking trust me, to know that you’re the one fucking person I Give a damn about… Your the ONE person I can’t lose…”*He looked at her, and it was there in his eyes, she was pushing him too far…*”I’m at the end of my rope with you… I give you everything… I give you revenge, sex, toys, lovers… I clean up your messes, I satisfy your every wish, you have the finest of everything because of what I do… And it’s like… You just spit in my face about it…”*He would slide her off his lap if she wasn’t already off of it, climbing out of the tub, gloriously naked and soaking wet.*”You better fucking check yourself Sydel… This was the last stunt of yours I’m going to tolerate… I’m done with your games.”
(05:24:03 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..they spoke.. like a proper adult conversation.. and yet neither of them got angry or upset.. it was done right.. it was calm.. and honest.. and it was what they both needed.. he told her she had the right to be safe and to come home without worrying about his addictions coming into play.. she would never blame him for what he did.. ever.. she understood addiction she had seen it in others.. she knew it was one of those things that was never really gone.. not fully.. she would always support him.. be there for him if he felt as though he were failing.. falling back into old habits.. but on this one occasion.. if the roles were reversed.. she probably would have reacted in the same way.. he spoke about the house.. this little home.. this slice of heaven that was all his own.. how it had been abandoned for.. well a very long time.. since she left..that he had a bit of help to tidy it ever so often but that they would both need to do some work on it.. that there was room for them to grow there.. lots of it.. plenty of space to let her imagination run wild.. and how they could even see their first snowflall.. in.. as long as the both of them could remember it.. she couldn’t help the smile that slowly crept across her lips there.. nodding her head- .. sounds perfectly magical.. .. and it did.. it truly did.. it sounded perfect and just what they needed.. to re-learn one another.. to just be with one another.. there had been far to many distractions as of late.. and for a newly married couple they needed to exist elsewhere.. she placed Aylan down upon the bedding there and shifted in a little closer.. perhaps a ittle hesitant and so greatful when he reached for her.. pulling her in wrapping her up in his arms there as her own slid around him to hold him tightly.. she couldn’t help the laughter that sounded when he called her ‘stupid head’ .. she buried her head down into his shoulder there as he did the same to her.. - .. takes one to know one.. .. she would bite down into her lower lip there as she chuckled a little more.. this felt good.. it felt warm and nice.. and safe there in his arms.. it caused up a flicker of images.. of pictures of memories to float to the surface like flower petals.. of times when he had just held her.. just like this when they were younger.. - .. I love you.. .. she would whisper there when he proclaimed the same to her.. that he had loved her his whole life.. that this was jus a bump in the road and they could weather through it.. they could do this.. and more as long as she was there beside him.. holding his hand.. - .. always.. .. she would reply quietly- .. right beside you.. .. a soft sigh sounded as he ran his fingers through her hair there.. pressing his lips to her temples before she would move to drop one there upon his cheek.. there to the corner of his lips only to find the cheek shifting so it landed there upon his lips.. her cheeks flushed a little and she laughed.. shaking her head.. he commented about how busy he had been this last week and a half.. asking if she was going to come along and she nodded.. watching him take Aylan there as she slid out of her sweather.. drawing the dress down over her head.. greatful for the stockings once those slacks left her legs bare.. they would keep her warm..and the the boots.. she came to notice the ladder being drawn up though.. curious as to how on earth he got up the tree.. - .. Oh I am so sorry.. .. she laughed a little but covered her mouth.. he said they needed to make haste that the door mouse would think it tacky if she were late.. her brow rose.. - .. I have my eye on you dear husband.. I knew something was up!.. .. she lingered there a moment longer.. just looking to him as she made her way down that ladder.. reaching to take Aylan when he was close to the bottom before the pair of them would settle up upon his horse.. making short work of the distance he was thoughtful enough to give her a little time to..freshen up.. putting a brush to her hair.. fastening a black tied bow up in it..letting it come to settle there upon the top of her head.. she splashed her face with water.. still generally dealing with that queasy .. slight nauseous feeling.. but she hadn’t eaten since that cake she had the day before.. and that was.. closer to lunch.. drying her face off with a soft towel there.. looking down into her reflection.. she was still not to terribly happy with herself.. it still stung.. it ached there in the middle of her chest.. she applied a little gloss there to her lips.. picking up a little cherry red.. straightening that dress.. tugging down upon it and adjusting those stockings . before she moved out to meet him once more.. reaching up to take his hand as she settled back upon his horse with him.. leaning into him there- .. you simply must tell me what is going on.. I am extremely curious..
(05:36:40 )
?
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She had teleported back home just fine, though by all the gods, her legs were perfectly shot… She was exhausted, mentally and physically, it had been such a day… Tirithon, the potions and the truly wild sex with Jacob, then the revelations and savage fucking with Ace… Oh even with her nearly inexhaustible amounts of energy, this girl was Wiped! She had pretty much stumbled into bed with Jacob and fell head long into the deepest sleep she had ever known, no dreams or nightmares, but pure restorative zonkage. She woke up to Jacob giving her a kiss on her forehead, and he just looked amazing, happy and settled in his own skin… She knew the surgery was today too, and she was a lot more uncertain about it than he was, but she had little reason to think it would go well… She had pissed Tirithon off enough for him to threaten her life, and with something like this surgery, it was too easy for him to hurt Jacob… He had gotten into a quick bath, and while he was in she cleaned up a bit, made the bed and got their costumes out for them for the next day… When he was done he went to start breakfast, she opted to grab a shower, waking herself up and giving her skin and hair a quick scrub down. She was dressed in nothing but her panties and bra as they shared his breakfast, her eyes just devouring him across the table, warm with love and desire… She got dressed in a simple dress, perhaps if she wore something like this the Doctor wouldn’t kill her soon to be husband, Gods it was morbid…Once Jacob was dressed they left, finding the wing cleared as the surgeon basically told everyone to stuff it with a tongue depressor, thinking if it were under other circumstances… She might just like him. She had kissed Jacob softly, telling him she loved him before he went under, that she was going to be here the entire time… When Jacob was under she did all she could to help the Doctor, not crowding him at all, being in fact an incredibly helpful assistant. Jacob had trained her, and she had been his assistant for the months they had worked at the hospital together when she was just barely pregnant, she knew all the names for all the tools, how to give the Doctor what he needed the moment he needed it. The Doctor in turn showed her a few tricks, things she could relate to Jacob, so she memorized them well… After it was done, she had her instructions, and she nodded her head in understanding… She then went up to the Doctor and hugged him gently, knowing how some Doctors were about affection, her own Jacob had been the same at first…. She thanked him for not hurting Jacob, and that she knew he had gone against orders to make sure he made it out ok, and that she would find a way to pay him back… She had taken Jacob home, poor baby was a tad on the loopy side, making her laugh as she had to haul him about this way and that. At the end she had put him into bed and basically used the down time to finish straightening up the house, even doing a bit of baking, some lemon cookies with lavender frosting for him to enjoy tomorrow morning… When the day did roll around they were up early, knowing that Diovan wanted everyone there around eight or so…. She helped Jacob get dressed but at the end of it all she wanted to undress him again, he filled out those pants in a way that should be bloody illegal, with that crisp white high collar shirt and blue short coat, he looked amazing. She knew who he was with the monacle he had to wear along with the blue hat with the twin antennae. He was the caterpillar! She herself had a really easy outfit, just shorts and a shirt, though they were all beautifully tailored, it was no where near as complicated as Jacobs. She slid on the pink and purple stripped nylons, the pink and white diamond patterned shorts with the high waist and the bubble shape to them that made her look too cute, the white shirt with the purple vest and pink scarf… She left her hair down, putting pink glittering tinsel through it here and there, putting on the fluffy purple and pink cat ears and the tail that attacked to her rump. The booties were the cutest damn things, purple and pink and made of three different patterns that came up over her ankles, tied with a pink chiffon ribbon… She was done in no time, and she really was excited, she needed to have some fun, they all did. She put on a cheeky but perfectly kissable soft pink gloss on her lips that smelled like bubblegum, her cheeks she left bare, and choosing a pink and purple eyeshadow for her make up… She tinted her eyebrows alternate purple and pink, the lids beneath opposite colors as well, running her kohl pencil over her lashes and the top of her eyes to give that sexy cats eye flick at the end. Ace said he would meet them at the party, he had a few errands to run, a few things to do which she perfectly understood. She hooked her arm about Jacobs waist, looking up at him with a bright happy smile on her cheeks, so glad for…. Everything… All of it… She would help him down the ladders and such, she knew it was hard to do it one handed, both of them making their way down without incident… It was cool still, the fog was thick and low, giving everything a bit of a fairy tale like quality as they walked… That was how it would remain till they arrived at the party after meeting up with Ace half way, the three of them walking together then, her between the two as she sang and skipped a bit.*
(05:54:39 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: .. he had startled her to wake.. dragging her back into the life of the living – so to speak.. making her throw up as he clung to her like glue.. clutching her.. holding her in his arms as she threw up the clear fluids and blood.. she spluttered and choked.. coughing and groaning cause it burnt all the way up the inside of her throat.. her first words were a comment on breaking his fingers.. its what she felt was appropriate.. she wanted to break his fingers.. off if possible.. his reply though.. well that may as well have been a profession of love between those two as he held her in even tighter.. burying his faze in that spot where her neck met her shoulder.. she felt the trembling there.. she could hear his breathing catch.. she blinked a few times.. slowly coming round before she felt that white hot sting.. he slapped her fare across the face.. she couldn’t help the cry that was torn from between her lips there.. her cheek reddening quickly ..he just about took the vision from her in that moment.. everything seemed to go white.. before he grabbed her just as fiercly.. his hold bruising against her porcelain coloured skin.. his lips plied to hers.. colliding.. crushing and claiming as he left her breathless.. she just sagged against him for the moment.. he yelled at her.. he screamed at her.. asking her why she did it.. what the hell was she trying to do.. was it all to punish him.. she shook her head- .. no.. .. her voice crackled there as her throat ached.. he continued to shake her then.. over and over.. she just blinked and whined.. her brain was getting quite a bouncing around in her head.. her fingers curled inward to grip onto his hands.. her nails scratching there as he continued to yell and bark and scream.. telling her she was foolish.. that he had only done it to fuck with his brother.. to stab him where it hurt.. that he wouldn’t knock Sybelle up.. it wasn’t worth the trouble to get a kid on her.. that Sybelle was apparently already pregnant.. that he knew Diovan would be in town.. and that he wanted his brother to witness his wife screaming out his name.. just to break him..she swallowed.. wincing as it caned .. that stung.. that hurt.. she had been wrong she’d jumped to the wrong conclusion.. she had just assumed..it seemed like the most logical answer at the time.. she looked up to him there from saturated dark lashes.. he spoke about the kid she had been fucking with.. and how she had indeed taken him into his bed…how she had forgotten how much they needed Ace to get the war with Navere even started.. otherwise there would be no drow bodies for them to slaughter.. she watched him staring to self destruct .. pulling his hair as his body arched inward.. the tears streaming down his cheeks.. she honestly couldn’t remember a time she had seen him like this.. ever.. it was almost frightening.. he stared her down.. she held that gaze there as he told her he was at the end of his rope.. that he gave her everything.. satisfied her every wish.. and she just continues to spit in his face about it.. before he slid her aside..climbing out of the tub there.. Oh yes he was naked.. and with a fucking god like body but in that moment her eyes were upon his face.. he told her she better check herself.. that this was the last stunt he would tolerate.. he was done with her games.. she swallowed as she remained there upon the indent of the tub.. her forehead came down to rest there upon her knees as she drew them upward.. her arms reaching around to hold them there- .. I’m sorry.. .. she would speak out to him.. wether or not he remained in the room to hear it or not.. she would say it.. .. it wasn’t about.. punishing you.. .. her eyes remained closed.. head dipped and would stay that way- .. it hurt more than.. perhaps I was willing to say.. and I guess.. I understood.. in that moment what it felt like.. for you.. when Chris was there.. .. she rubbed her lips together.. her voice continued to crackle and her pitch was all over the place- ..I bore witness to you two.. when she was upfront.. I saw the look in your eyes.. I saw more than I think you realise.. I know that I’m not soft.. or sweet I know that I’m a bit more.. angular in shape and rough around the edges.. I’m not warm to the touch.. she’s basically you’re ideal .. which is why you and your brother fight over her.. as much as youw ant to deny it.. I see it.. I saw it before we arrived in Arvandor.. I saw it the last time we were all together.. please don’t lie to me.. . she exhaled- ..You love her.. You have a genuine attraction to her.. I’ll admit.. I was wrong.. and I jumped to the wrong conclusion.. but you can’t deny that you want her.. .. her lids opened as she tilted her head.. letting it come to rest there upon her knees as she looked across to him if he were still in the doorway-.. it hurt because I can only get pregnant if I want to.. and I... hesitation- .. thought.. perhaps a little foolishly.. when we shared that.. when we both came to the same conclusion.. in that bedroom.. on that night.. that you wouldn’t go and ... her lids closed over she couldn’t finish her sentence- .. so when I saw that you were.. it hurt.. and I lashed out.. and I decided.. on my way out to do you a favour.. I hurt you.. far to often.. and I couldn’t live with the knowledge that you were wanting to share that.. with her.. .. for all intents and purposes.. Sybelle was Sydel.. it was her.. but it was the good side.. it was the loving side.. the one that wasn’t jaded and cruel.. the one that wasn’t sharp and nasty.. it made sense that so many loved her.. wanted to be with her.. so when she came across him and her.. well.. it wasn’t so much of a shock as it was.. an ending-.. im sorry..
(06:40:57 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *It was settled… After the party, they were packing house, taking everything they couldn’t live without and going to load it up on the cart and just leaving… They would leave after Jacobs wedding to Rose, wish them all good luck in their own honey moon adventures and married life, and just cut tail… Fact is that between offering to baby sit, the trial, being sucked into everyone elses games… They weren’t getting to really even be married, let alone newlyweds, so he thought that might be a big chunk of the problem right there.*”We’ll pack up when we get home, take everything we need to the other house, everything that we can’t live without… I think we can leave after Jacob and Rose’s wedding? Unless there is something else we need to stick around for a little bit longer about? “*He had no idea they were all going to Silverthorn after all, he hadn’t been told, but there was time enough for that. Right now they had jumped some really big hurdles, had some nasty thrown at their marriage, and they came out on top. It wasn’t smooth, but nothing worth having is easy, it’s the blood sweat and tears that make something truly valuable… She had come in in then, as if she were afraid he would reject her, when nothing could be farther from the truth. He had pulled her into his arms, holding her close, calling her a stupid head. Her laughter was all he needed to know that the crisis had run it’s course, they were ok, they were going to be just fine…*”Yeah uh-huh, I admit, I’m a pretty big stupid head.”*He said with a chuckle… They shared words of love and understanding, that it didn’t matter how insane the world around them got, so long as they did it together they would overcome anything… Hugs were shared, kisses too, and he felt like they could finally start their day on the right foot. He held Aylan as she got dressed, noticing the ladder was up, and when she asked how he got up… He told her. Yeah, if anyone ever said lacy was for women, they were out of their minds. Try climbing a tree with lace cuffs and not ripping the shit out of it, that takes some mad skills, just mad. *”No need to apologize, I just learned that I can climb AND look fabulous while I do it, I thank you!”*He would tip his top hat to her with a wink then, striking a pose before she dropped the ladder, telling her they had to get a move on. He laughed as they made their way down, neither refusing, or admitting to anything on that front. They made their way down and onto is horse, the three of them together were still lighter than what he had to carry on long ranges, so it was nothing for the beast to get them home in no time. He figured she would need to get freshened up, to take care of a few more… Femenine things… He and Aylan just hung out on the horse while she did her business, waiting for her when she came down, handing her Aylan before lifting her up in front of him again. They would make it JUST in time, their friends and family would be there a little before them, but not too much… While they rode, she leaned into him, asking him what was going on and that she was all smashing curious about it.*”I must do no such thing, my dear wife, other than love you uncontrollably that is.”*He would tease her there, leaning down a little to kiss the top of her head, noting the perfect black bow.*”Mother is there, she said she wanted to stop in for a little bit, check up on Aylan and see how you were doing. She’s coming around more for you… She likes you.”*He said, and he knew Sybelle liked her mother in law… They grew closer and as they did, she might be able to recognise the little valley they were in, the one she used to drag him to, to collect dartwings for her…. There was a massive oak tree in the middle that had all colors of fire and flame in it’s leaves, still nice and thick despite the cold… There were fairies here and there, lighting peoples way to the party, couples like Ace, Jacob and Rose for instance… There were little sighs out in the fog, the sun not yet high, still a touch on the darker side of dawn. She would see the little eyes peeping out into the fog, hear the little strains of music on the air, the signs that seemed to point and everything and nothing and all so very confusing… There was the thick green briarwood hedge all around it, the air smelling sweet because of those tiny blue blossoms there, keeping so many things hidden. At the only opening stood his mother by a white door, many of the keys had been taken down by those who had arrived, leaving it to look a little bare. As they got closer Sybelle would be able to smell the food at last… The hot chocolate and cinnamon tea… the eggs, bacon and ham… Fresh bread… Coffee… The sounds of laughter of those she loved, Garafins huge booming laugh shocking out now and then, followed by peals from what was a small crowd… There was the sound of Pia singing, sounding like a little rendition of her mother, Aysil singing with her in a lovely little duette… Giggling children abounded… His mother had come up to take the horse from them, all of them dismounting, Mala coming to take Aylan with the other children while pressing a kiss to each of their cheeks… He would stand beside her for a moment and pull her in for a hug.*”You ready to come to Wonderland with me, Miss Alice?”*He would tease softly before walking her over to the door, not needing keys for themselves, and he would lean forward and open the door for her… Revealing to her the little slice of Wonderland that he had made, just for her… The large dance floor, the band playing on their platform, the dozen tables filled with so many different decorations that it was a feast for the mind and the eye… The croquet area, the tree itself with hundreds of teacups hanging from it by strings, the tea pots whistling and steaming without heat in an infectious melody… There, at the front where he was taking her in, hung a banner… It proclaimed quite loudly in red playing cards, “We’re All A Little Mad Here!” and beneath that, “Welcome to Sybelle and Diovan Fironiils Wedding Celebration Party!”*”Welcome to Wonderland sweetheart… I love you.”
(07:08:26 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..she had slid her gloved hand into his there as she used him as her own anchor.. pulling herself up onto the horse there.. settling in nice and close with him and Aylan as the three of them took off in.. well where-ever direction he was taking her.. it was all so secretive and quiet.. he was up to something.. she even tried to get him to tell her but to no avail.. him proudly proclaiming he would do no such thing other than to love her uncontrollably.. she couldn’t help but smile there as she rested in close.. her lids half closed as he pressed his lips to the top of her head.. she was a little surprised to hear his Mother would be there- .. really?.... she blinked.. looking to him with her head tilted to the side.. she chewed on the inside of her cheek.. oh she liked his Mum.. she was such a beautiful woman and they seemed to get along so very well.. even in the short period they had the chance to talk.. - .. I look forward to seeing her again.. she’s a wonderful woman.. she really is.. I learnt a lot from her.. even in that short time we had to spend together.. . she rested her head back upon his shoulder there as she watched the countryside move past them.. coming into the clearing there.. he would have noticed her lifting her head up as the valley came into view.. her brows furrowed as she glanced around.. an audible breath.. a gasp sounding as her hand rose to press to her lips there.. oh she remembered it well.. extremely well..- .. Oh no way.. .. her gaze shifted.. from left to right.. her smile only growing there as she clutched at her chest there right above her heart.. she noticed the massive oak tree right in the middle.. the colours.. the fire and flame in its leaves.. when everything else seemed to bare.. so barren.. it was like a beacon in the blight.. she blinked when the fairies came into view.. - .. Oh my.. .. she sat up a little.. the lights.. the signs.. how with the sun not yet high enough there was still that little bit of fog and darkness.. giving everything that fairy tale feel.. that almost spooky ethereal touch.. she could see the hedging.. the blossom scent floating about.. before her duo coloured gaze would fall upon his mother there and she just smiled.. her head tilting at the sight of the door.. the many nooks for keys already taken.. the food made her screw up her face just a little.. made her scrunch up her nose.. it was sweet and lush.. but she still wasn’t feeling quite so crash hot.. the sounds of the shared laughter though caught her attention.. making her smile broaden as she nudged him with her elbow- .. Oh you have been so busy!.. you cheeky thing.. .. they came to a stop there.. the reigns of the horse taken a hold before he would move to dismount.. she watched as Aylan was taken off to settle in with the other children before she would take his hand.. slowly hopping down herself.. a soft colouring there in her cheeks in response to the kiss there.. before he pulled her in for a hug.. her arms reached up to link behind his head there as she curled in tight.. - .. you’re spoiling me.. .. she would whisper there against his chest before he pulled back.. tilting her gaze up to look to him.. to watch him before he would guide her toward the door.. leaning it open.. letting her see everything for what it was.. the whole event just opening up for her there.. her eyes widened considerably and she gasped loudly.. her hands rose as she clutched the sides of her face.. she didn’t know where to look first.. there was So much going on.. the dance floor.. the music.. the tables.. Oh goodness the tables and how they were decorated.. it was all so beautifully eclectic and random.. the tea cups and flowers.. the croquet and the tea pots.. she chewed on her lower lip there as her eyes became quite glassy there.. the banner made her laugh.. oh it was all too precious.. she was just smiling from ear to ear.. she couldn’t help it.. everything else in that moment.. in that second just melted away.. any stress.. any worry.. any concern or ill feeling.. was gone.. her poor heart was stuttering there in her chest when he came up behind her.. speaking his soft welcome and his profession of his love for her.. she turned.. glancing over her shoulder there before she just turned and wrapped her arms around him so tightly.. lifting up onto her toes there.. he was quite a ways taller than her afterall.. before her lids would collide with his own.. drawing him in for a sweet little loving kiss.. her cheeks felt hot.. and she couldn’t help the smile she wore.. a little murmur when it broke there- .. I love you Diovan.. you have my whole heart for my whole life..
(07:19:47 )
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°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *He had thrashed her about without a doubt, slapping her hard, giving her a good shake in his lap. She had scared the ever living fuck out of him, he thought she had killed herself, for the love of fuck there was a vial of poison beside her… What was he supposed to think honestly? It wasn’t as if she had given him any other reason to think anything but that… She broke his fucking heart… She hurt him worse than anyone else could or had to date, slashing open that fragile heart he had given her, and it just came out in a flood all at once. He cried, not because he was weak, but because he couldn’t take it anymore… It was too much shit to just handle, her constant hurting him because she was petty and small, because she refused to love anyone but herself… It was even worse when she told him she loved him when they got pregnant… He had trusted her, believed her when she said that, and then to find out she could just toss his ass over so easily… He heard her no in reply, that she wasn’t trying to punish him, but he had a hard time believing that… At the end he pushed her off his lap, he didn’t want her there, she was alive and that was all that mattered… He had to get away from her, or he would either kill her, or fuck her raw. Her sorry though… That made him stop in the doorway, his shoulders falling as he turned around, leaning against the doorframe to watch her… His voice was low, though gods if it wasn’t rough, on the edge of the tears he was trying to control.*”It was worse for me… You brought me back, you forced me into a mortal shell, just for you to toss me aside… You did this to me Sydel… Put me in this meat sack of a body, one that ages and knows pain, one that is only half as powerful as I normally am… YOU… Then to see you just chase after that fucking puppet like he was the Gods gift to you, fucking him, fuck Sydel… You got PREGANT with him… The one thing I asked you for, you just fucking Gave him, tossed it at his feet… And for what? For him to toss you over the side. He dropped you like a bad fucking habit to go back to his wife… And you blame me for snapping his fucking neck and trying to spare you the pain.”*There were so many things he did for her behind the scenes that he never talked about, that he never let her see, didn’t want her to… She went on about how she knew he loved Sybelle… That stuck him harder than he would admit… She was right, despite what he said otherwise, despite how many walls he tried to put up to keep people from seeing it… Oh course he loved her… He loved her and it hurt him, it burned him like he was trying to hold a star in his hands, wanting so desperately to touch her yet but knowing he would burn up in the end… He exhaled slowly, hearing her ask him not to lie to her…*”I love her… I love her madly… When I’m around her, I don’t feel unwanted or useless, I don’t feel like the dark creature you turned me into… She lets me believe that I can be something great… Good… Something that doesn’t have to hide beneath rocks, behind curtains, in the shadow of the world… She is warm and loving, she is free in her affection, in admitting her emotions no matter what form they take… She doesn’t fight me… She trusts me… She begs me to give her children… She is everything you aren’t Sydel… Everything your not.”*He would come towards her again, coming to crouch at the side of the tub, reaching out to grasp her chin in his fingers, tilting her head up to make him look at me. Around his neck there was the silver and gold vial that Jacob had given him, and with a light twist, he unscrewed it… In that dark bathroom the sound of a childs heart beat would ring out, fast and strong, the little beats showing up in a small projection before he would close it.*”That is our child Sydel… Out of all my children, the only one I love is Aysil, the daughter you gave me. I will be just as devoted, just as in love, just as protective of this child inside you…”*He would reach down and pull her to him, lifting her half out of the water as if she weighed nothing, as light as elderdown.*”What you don’t get… Is that she is everything you aren’t, but I will always choose you over her, every single day for the rest of my life. I am the beast you created, the monster you crafted out of flesh and bone and spirit, and I am bound to you beyond the grave… You have all of me, but Sybelle, she would be lucky to get a shadow version of me… After time I would bore of her, just as I did ith Athena, and every other good woman I had in my life… At the end of the day, the only woman I am mad for, is you.”*He would lean down a bit and kiss her once more, not hard and consuming like before, but rather with all the love and adoration he held for her… He would let her go, pulling forth a little magic, dragging out a little red velvet box.*”I love you Sydel, and I don’t know how many times I have to say it for you to trust me, so you’re going to just have to marry me.”*He would pull open the ring box to reveal a pink gold engagement ring with a ping diamond a square inch around, big enough to kill an annoyance if she swung it at someone, cushion cut style with smaller diamonds framing it and all the way around the band.*”Your mine, and if this is what it is going to take for you to realize I am not going anywhere, that I love only you, then so be it… I’d rather marry you a thousand times over than settle for anyone else.”
(08:02:07 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: ..he reminded her of what she had done to him.. what she had forced upon him.. bringing him back.. forcing him into that mortal shell.. just for her to then toss him aside. That she did it.. putting him in a body that knows pain.. and ages.. that is only half as powerful as he normally was.. only to then chase after Christopher.. that she got pregnant with him.. for nothing.. for him to toss her over the side.. dropping her like a bad habit to go back to his wife.. her breath continued to hitch there.. burning against her already abused raw throat.. she couldn’t even tell him why.. because she didn’t know herself.. she didn’t recognise the person she was then.. she didn’t know why she fell so hard.. and she did.. she fell hard for Christopher.. and if he hadn’t of killed him when he did.. she probably would have continued to just follow him around like a lost little puppy.. she told him she knew he was in love with Sybelle.. that she had seen it.. witnessed it first hand.. and as much as he wanted to deny it.. as much as he wanted to scream about it.. she knew better.. that he should just stop lying about it.. and he did.. he admitted it.. admitted to loving her madly.. that he felt wanted around her.. he didn’t feel useless.. that Sybelle let him believe that he could be something great.. something good.. something that didn’t have to hide away behind the rocks or curtains.. that she was warm and loving and free in her affection.. admitting openly to her emotions.. she didn’t fight him.. she trusted him.. she even begs him to give her children.. how Sybelle was everything she wasn’t.. everything she’s not.. oh fucking hell that stung.. Sybelle was everything she was before she died.. before she was twisted and pulled inside out.. before she was hurt and tortured.. she just couldn’t be like that.. she was far to much of a broken soul.. it was heart breaking really that.. she held back the memories from Sybelle.. that would keep her from becoming jaded and cruel.. and in turn.. he fell for her.. he fell for the part of her that she helped mould.. she helped bring to the front.. the part of her she crafted.. keeping away all the bad.. all the evil.. all the cruel and tormented emotion.. the untainted version of her.. she was fucked up.. she had been for years.. dark and sinful on the inside.. only surviving by being deceptive.. cruel and calculating.. he moved across to her there.. reaching out to grasp a hold of her chin.. tilting her head up.. she didn’t look to him straight away.. her lids remained partially closed.. she looked down at the soft ripples in the water before that sound struck her.. and she looked up.. blinking a few times..that little speedy galloping.. echoing there all around that bathroom.. her brows furrowed and her mouth dropped open a little when he said it was their child.. and that out of all of his children the only one he loved was Aysil.. the daughter she had given him.. that he would be just as devoted, just as in love and just as protective of this child that was inside her.. her head dipped forward as the sound closed off when he recapped the pendant.. her breath hitched.. he reached for her.. drawing her half out of the tub there as she trembled just a little.. he gave her that little bit of reassurance then.. that whilst Sybelle was everything she wasn’t.. he would always choose her over Sybelle.. every single day for the rest of his life.. that he was the beast she created.. the monster she crafted out of flesh and bones and spirit.. he was bound to her beyond the grave.. that at the end of the day the only woman he was mad for .. was her.. she looked like she were on the verge of tears.. her face.. her expression taking on that semi pained.. emotional state as he leant in to kiss her.. she murmured a little and returned that kiss.. her fingers curling inward against her thighs there.. the kiss broke.. a soft shattered exhale sounded as her head dipped forward.. he had said so much to her.. so very much.. and for most of it.. she was speechless.. he told her he loved her and that he didn’t know how many times he had to say it for her to trust him.. she drew a breath to speak.. to reply before he continued.. telling her she would just have to marry him.. she blinked.. looking up to him there.. she hadn’t noticed the red velvet box after the kiss.. his movements coming into play whilst her gaze was averted.. she looked visibly shocked in that moment.. her heart took a few shallow beats making her have to catch her breath.. she looked to the ring there.. resting within that tiny box.. the big pink glittering diamond.. the tiny ones framing it.. she didn’t know where to look.... oh my god.. .. he told her she was his and if this is what it was going to take for her to realise it.. then so be it.. he’d rather marry her a thousand times over than to settle for anyone else.. her lower lip actually trembled at that.. - .. you.. .. her brows furrowed- .. you want to marry me?.... it struck her quite deeply.. it was easy to fuck someone.. to profess words of love… even making a baby.. all ranking quite high on the easy scale.. but it had been a very, very long time since someone had chosen her.. a true.. public declaration.. something that might mean little or less to another.. just about made her heart explode under the pressure.. her hands rose there as she covered her cheeks.. the tears that were on the brink of bursting their banks tumbled down her cheeks there as she nodded her head- . yes.. a thousand times.. yes.. .. she would look to him there for a moment before she would just reach up and wrap her arms around him there.. burying her head atop his shoulder.. and she just cried.. she couldn’t hold it back.. she couldn’t hold it in any longer-
(08:27:13 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He knew she would be surprised, his mother didn’t come to Arvandor much, but since they had gotten married she was around a bit more… In truth, he had seen her more in the last month than he had in the last thirty years, not that he blamed her.*”Really. I am glad you two get along, sometimes my mother can be seen as a bit of an odd creature, but she has a good heart…”*They rode on, and he could tell that she was starting to recognize where they were, the way she started to perk up in the saddle. Garafin had been dead on, she was in love with the location, and the big tree was in all it’s glory in the middle of that clearing. He chuckled when she said ‘no way’, leaning in to kiss her cheek, whispering for her.*”Yes Way.”*Her reactions were just more than he could have hoped for, the gasps, her hand over her heart, the other over her lips… He could smell the food, hear the music, the sounds of voices and laughter… Children singing and someone playing the banjo… As they got closer, the white door just looked clean picked over, his mother standing as a sort of guard and helping direct everyone… He laughed when she made a face, figuring it was something on the wind she caught that didn’t suit her pretty little nose all that well, which was bound to happen at some point… He just grinned when she said he had been busy, that he was a cheeky thing, shrugging his shoulder gently.*”I have been busy… I stole you away from everyone so I Could marry you all by myself, I kind of cut out your family and your friends, so this… Is kind of my way to… Make up for it. My thanks for letting me carry on my fathers tradition… Trust me, it wasn’t easy hiding this from you, I had to have so much help from everyone!”*HE said with a laugh, coming up beside his mother, having Aylan be handed down before they dismounted. His mother gave them soft kisses of greetings before taking Aylan to be with his cousins and other little ones his age. He held her close there, his arms wrapped about her as she linked her fingers behind his head, grinning once more when she said he was spoiling her.*”Your worth every moment of it… Plus I got twenty years to make up for… I just hope this is a start…”*From there he would lead her to the door, opening it all up to her, whispering welcome to Wonderland… It was a riot of beautiful colors and all so crazy and fun and happy… There were massive cakes at the centre of each main table, each one with an Alice in Wonderland theme, but so very different from each other. There were also various tea pot and tea cup arrangements on those tables, with bottles tof all kinds of shapes and sized and colors, saying drink me… Others were cookies and cakes, little creative pieces of finger food that all said eat me, just as widely unique and varied as the drinks. There were mushrooms that just seemed to spout up here and there, all over the place, all as colourful as dreams would allow… At the bottom of their feet was the red trail, and ahead of them Sybelle would be able to see the broom dog, sweeping the line away with his head and tail and causing little fireworks of glitter to spark off with each sweep. She pulled him in for a kiss, a sweet colliding of lips that was loving and just warm, wonderful… Oh she looked as if he had given her heaven… She was so happy…*”Good!”*He would say loudly, reaching behind her to get a good grip on her ass suddenly, giving it a squeeze.*”Because you have had mine since you were five!”*He said with a laugh and as soon as they were truly in, the door shut behind them, there was a sudden loud cheer by all who were there. Cries of welcome and congratulations, party favors thrown in the air full of little streamers and confetti, glitter sparking everywhere… Cheers were raised in the form of a thousand tea cups, and it was with that all the other little enchantments started up, when the real show came up… There were butterflies that were two pieces of bread with butter on them for winds, batches of flowers would start to dance and sing along with the band that started up in earnest, above her two dragon flies were fighting with spouts of magical fire that was no more than fire crackers… Plates of food would float by, watermelons carved out in the shape of tea pots poured out various melon balls in a never ending stream, into teacups that never over flowed. Teapots poured tea into teacups with no bottom, pouring through into another pot that sang and whistled a merry tune, a knife and spoon were chasing each other about one of the tables while the butter knife stirred the jelly randomly to flick it at passing children. Pia had been running about and hit one of the magical mushrooms, the whole thing disappearing in a color of lavender smoke, leaving Pia dyed a perfect shade of pastel purple. She squealed and began to run after the other children, singing about a ‘one eyes, one horn, one human purple people eater’, all of those little ducklings running about like mad. There were several people on the dancefloor, some of them dancing very elegantly, other were just having a blast and winging it in the most hilarious ways that got rounds of approval. Rose was at one of the tables with Jacob who’s hand was bandaged and drinking a cup of tea looking like a very sophisticated look with that monacle, and Rose was poking at Ace until he put the mask on with the big fat watch pinned to his chest, her own bright fluffy cat ears wriggles and moved just like a real cats, sporting a pair of matching whiskers… Garafin called out loudly for a cheer to the husband and wife, that they survived amature night, and may they have another child like Jacob to honour Arvandor. Marabelle stood next to him and poked him in the side with a laugh, Garafin just diving in to dip her, kissing her soundly to the loud and laughing calls of those around them about the mad hare and door mouse. All the children wore a certain outfit pattern, all of them dressed up like little oysters, with Mina and Vivian being the Walrus and the Carpenter… He would take her hand and lead her to their table, the biggest one where the family was seated, a large spread of all sorts of goodies about her. He would make sure she was settled nice and comfortable there, holding his hands up, like he was going to paint a picture.*”Stay right there, just like that, I have someone who’s going to paint you! Don’t move!”*He had someone come over ith an art canvase, he wasn’t kidding, and while she was stuck sitting he ran to go get a few things… Vanishing from her line of sight, disappearing into the crush of the amazing madness around them, a book flapping by her causally as if it were perfectly normal.*
(08:27:46 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *He ran to go and get Jacob and Ace, a bright grin on his face, leaning down to whisper to them all… Rose started to laugh, clapping her hands, nodding her head enthusiastically. The boys looked at each other with a grin, Jacob giving the whole lets to it smile, Ace with the why not shrug. He got up on the stage then, the band staying up, Jacob and Ace coming to flank him… The boys had the papers floating ifront of them so they could know the words… The all had microphones infront of them, looking like one hell of a fucking gorgeous set on that stage, more than a few girls going to crush on the dance floor there. His voice was mellow with just that perfect hint of rasp, a huge grin on his face, a guitar slung over his shoulder.*
”You heard my voice I came out of the woods by choice, Shelter also gave their Shade, but in the Dark I have no name… So leave that click in my head, and I will remember the words that you said, Left a clouded mind and a heavy heart, but I was sure we could see a new start…”
”SO when your hope’s on fire, but you know your desire… Don’t hold a glass over the flame, don’t let your heart grow cold, I will call your name Sybelle, I will share your Road”
*Jacob and Ace would join in with him on the chorus, and when the three of then sang together, they just created that amazing melody there… Fingers on guitar strings and playing for her and her alone it would seem, the banjo player just cutting it up perfectly, all of it together making a uniqie sound that was addictive.*
”But hold me Fast! Hold me fast, cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer! And hold me fast, hold me fast cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer!”
*He picked it up as the long singer again.*
”I wrestled long with my youth, we tried so hard to live in the truth, but do not tell me all is fine, when I loose my head I loose my spine! SO leave that click in my head, and I won’t remember the words you said. You brought me out from the cold. Now, how I long, how I long to grow old with you. So when your hopes on fire, but you know your desire. Don’t hold a glass over the flame, don’t let your heart grow cold, I will call your name Sybelle, I will share your road!”
”But hold me Fast! Hold me Fast, Cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer… And hold me fast, Hold me fast cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer!”
”I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I am under, I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I am under, Skies I;m under!”
*The song would close off, he would step back with the guys, taking a bow there as they all laughed and the crowed cheered and laughed and clapped… He took another step back and ended up running into one of the mushrooms that had suddenly popped up behind him, and it was one of the ones that stuck to your back end til it fell off, turning to try and see it. It was bright pink with yellow spots on it, and the dang thing wriggled and bounced on his butt, like it wanted to dance. He started to just laugh and tried to get off stage without hitting anyone, knowing he had to walk the thing off. Pia thought it would be hilarious to run and jump on it, sitting on the dancing rump mushroom painted pink… IF this wasn’t a wonderland for her, nothing would be!*
--misses post due to cunt room--
(04:28:18 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *They weren’t the chattiest couple of people in the world, with them, more often than not they were soft spoken… They chose to just spend time together outside, having adventures, using touches to convey what they meant versus elaborate script… Still, this was something they needed to do, because not talking about it wasn’t going to work… They were both a little afraid of hurting the others feelings, holding back their own emotions and doubts, trying to be strong for the other… Not the best thing for a marriage, which in a way probably helped tip the scale in favour of his brother for a moment, knowing that he probably let Sybelle not have to make any decisions… He just wanted her to know she had her freedom, he had learned too late just how much of it had been taken from her, determined not to do that to her… At the end of the day though, maybe she needed to have him make some of the choices for her, take control… It was going to be a baby step… This wouldn’t be fixed over night, but they could do it, he knew they could…He admitted he had been a bit fucked up after what he saw, alerting the villagers to something being up, saying he just wasn’t in the right state of mind to handle it… She agreed, he watched her lips, the way she rubbed them together like she did when she was thinking… He apologized for her coming into a house that reeked of vices, he thought he had thrown the window, but he was so fucking drunk he also thought he could fly… Thankfully his legs didn’t take him to any high surfaces…*”I will anyways Sybelle… You have a right to safe and come home without worrying about that… End of story.”*It wasn’t her fault he had shit for coping methods. She went on to explain everything, how it had gone from start to finish, from who kissed who to where… He knew how hard it was with his brother, to the one he wanted to charm he was damn near angelic, but by all the Gods he was the devil himself to the rest. He had this skill to make everyone else look bad while they tried to explain the truth too, like he was the perfect Lucifer, letting his victim head on to hell without any assistance from himself. He heard her catch on the word party but he didn’t answer, just rolled over it, going on about the house he bought twenty years ago… He felt her fingers curl in tighter, his own coming in with hers, to cradle and support her hand without caging it.*”I’m glad… It’s a bit uh… Well… Abandoned… After you left I didn’t do anything with it… I have a few of my guys who go and clean it for me once every few months, but that’s really it, so we got a lot of work ahead of ourselves… But we have room to grow there, a lot of room, enough for you to let your imagination go wild… With Ace being back home, we might even have snow, can you think of that? You and I, Aylan asleep on the rug, curled up in front of the fire… We’ll watch the snow fall on the pines outside the windows… Skate on the lake…”*He said before his words drifted off, catching her movement, not sure what she was going to do… He was less so worried about what she was going to possibly do to him, more like what she might be doing to herself, like possibly running and jumping from the bed… He just reached out and pulled her in, not letting her keep that distance, wrapping her in his arms… As if he would let her go…*”Stupid head…”*He said softly, something they used to call the other when they were being proper retarded, often laced with a lot of affection for one another. So they had a bump in their road, they were both far from perfect, and those bumps would show just how well they weathered future trials… And there would be trials he was sure, there always was, but he was more than willing to go through each one because she was worth fighting for.*”I love you Bells… I’ve loved you my whole life… This isn’t going to make me love you less, you know that, don’t you?... I loved you through death and back, this right here, it’s just a little bump… We are going to have them through our very, very long, very happy marriage… That’s alright by me…Your worth the roughest road, so long as you are beside me, holding my hand.”*He held her as she held him, giving her everything she needed from him, just letting her soak it all up… He wasn’t going to go anywhere, not at all, and she didn’t need to worry about that. He ran his fingers through her hair, pressing soft kisses to her temple before she would go to sneak a kiss to the side of his mouth, finding his full on lips instead with a cheeky grin of his. She asked about his outfit, really getting a look at it, and he wiggled his brows at her.*”I have been busy the last week and a half, my dear Alice, now are you going to come along or not? Our white rabbit tends to have a bit of a short temper and the oysters are only in season for so long!”*He teased her, nodding his head, moving down to pick up Aylan.*”Hey there my baby boy…”*He would say, holding him close while Sybelle got dressed, having a bit of an acrobat act with it… Not that he didn’t enjoy the view… She would always be the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He had a pair of boots on his belt with some nice warm wool stockings for her, handing them over before he would zip her up for her, hearing the question there and laughing a bit.*”Worst. Treeclimb. Ever. This place is pretty high you know, and that tree is not very friendly to people who weigh more than a bird, nearly busted my ass a time or two… I’ll tell you all about my adventure later, right now missy, I need your beautiful self down that ladder. We really can’t have you late for your own unbirthday party, hell even the door mouse would think that was just tacky!”*He’d tease, setting up the ladder with her, helping her with Aylan before they made their way down. Once they were down, he looked at his clock, they wouldn’t make it in time without a bit of help. He called his horse over, having her get on first, then himself up behind her. They went full gallop, but the gait was smooth, not too bad of a jostling. He would stop by their house, it was closest to the party, urging her to go on up and finish getting dressed. She couldn’t look like she just got pounced, the least he could do was give her a chance to brush her hair and wash her face, get her dress a bit straighter.*
(04:53:42 )
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°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *The servants had the good fucking sense to answer his calls nearly instantly, and once he had that olive oil he pried her mouth open and poured it down her throat, working his hand over it to make her swallow it… This was wrong… So wrong… He had seen her take poison before to kill Aysil before she had been born, and with how mad she had been, he thought she was trying to do it again… He shoved his fingers down her throat, seeing her arch up and stiffen, but she slipped back down just as easily. Too easy to mistake as a muscle spasm… He was begging her, whispering to her, telling her the truth… The whole fucking truth…She was always so brash, she always jumped to the wrong conclusions, reacting to things before he got to explain things… He shoved his fingers down her throat again, and this time that got the reaction he needed, holding her as she threw up over the side of the tub, coughing and groaning… He saw the blood streaks there, and despite all his struggles, tears were falling down his cheeks… He pulled her in tight when she said she would break his fingers.*”God I fucking hate you…”*He held her tight, so damn tight against him, his face buried in the spot between her neck and her shoulder as he just cried…. He held her like she was going to just vanish, or worse, she would just die…*”What the Fuck were you thinking? Huh? Did you just think it was ok to try and fucking kill yourself?!”*He pulled back and slapped her across the cheek, hard, diving in to grab her hair in both his hands and kiss her with all the fury and passion he had in his heart for her… He wouldn’t stop until she was either breathless or she pushed him off.*”You just… Dammit… Why did you do that? Why? What the hell were you trying to do? To punish me?”*He was mad, he was scared, he was a fucking wreck and the most vulnerable she would ever see him…Raw, exposed, vulnerable… The idea of losing her had shaken him badly, especially when he felt it was his fault, her doing it because of what she saw. He shook her hard, once, twice… Oh she had shaken him badly.*”Listen you foolish girl, I did that with Sybelle to fuck with Diovan, to stab him where it hurt. I wouldn’t knock her up, it’s not worth the trouble to get a kid on her, she’s already pregnant with his kid dammit! He was in town and I knew he would be coming by the shop, I wanted him to see his wife screaming MY name, just to watch him fucking Break.”*Her ideas, her conjectures, they had all been wrong… She had the wrong idea, the wrong everything, the only part of it that had been straight forward in that event was the barb. That slap inside her head, pissed off and angry with her, hurting… God he was still hurting, no one could get under his skin, wrap his heart in razor wire like she did.*”You kept going on fucking about with Leon, having him mount you in my fucking BED, just because your pissed that I was handling Ace. It’s like you forgot that without him, there is no war on Navere, no massive drow bodies for you to slaughter.”*He pulled his hands through is hair, rocking his head back, his chest was on fire from the almost heart attack she had given him… His throat burned from the tears that, now once started, he couldn’t stop.*”How much do I have to do Sydel, for you to just fucking trust me, to know that you’re the one fucking person I Give a damn about… Your the ONE person I can’t lose…”*He looked at her, and it was there in his eyes, she was pushing him too far…*”I’m at the end of my rope with you… I give you everything… I give you revenge, sex, toys, lovers… I clean up your messes, I satisfy your every wish, you have the finest of everything because of what I do… And it’s like… You just spit in my face about it…”*He would slide her off his lap if she wasn’t already off of it, climbing out of the tub, gloriously naked and soaking wet.*”You better fucking check yourself Sydel… This was the last stunt of yours I’m going to tolerate… I’m done with your games.”
(05:24:03 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..they spoke.. like a proper adult conversation.. and yet neither of them got angry or upset.. it was done right.. it was calm.. and honest.. and it was what they both needed.. he told her she had the right to be safe and to come home without worrying about his addictions coming into play.. she would never blame him for what he did.. ever.. she understood addiction she had seen it in others.. she knew it was one of those things that was never really gone.. not fully.. she would always support him.. be there for him if he felt as though he were failing.. falling back into old habits.. but on this one occasion.. if the roles were reversed.. she probably would have reacted in the same way.. he spoke about the house.. this little home.. this slice of heaven that was all his own.. how it had been abandoned for.. well a very long time.. since she left..that he had a bit of help to tidy it ever so often but that they would both need to do some work on it.. that there was room for them to grow there.. lots of it.. plenty of space to let her imagination run wild.. and how they could even see their first snowflall.. in.. as long as the both of them could remember it.. she couldn’t help the smile that slowly crept across her lips there.. nodding her head- .. sounds perfectly magical.. .. and it did.. it truly did.. it sounded perfect and just what they needed.. to re-learn one another.. to just be with one another.. there had been far to many distractions as of late.. and for a newly married couple they needed to exist elsewhere.. she placed Aylan down upon the bedding there and shifted in a little closer.. perhaps a ittle hesitant and so greatful when he reached for her.. pulling her in wrapping her up in his arms there as her own slid around him to hold him tightly.. she couldn’t help the laughter that sounded when he called her ‘stupid head’ .. she buried her head down into his shoulder there as he did the same to her.. - .. takes one to know one.. .. she would bite down into her lower lip there as she chuckled a little more.. this felt good.. it felt warm and nice.. and safe there in his arms.. it caused up a flicker of images.. of pictures of memories to float to the surface like flower petals.. of times when he had just held her.. just like this when they were younger.. - .. I love you.. .. she would whisper there when he proclaimed the same to her.. that he had loved her his whole life.. that this was jus a bump in the road and they could weather through it.. they could do this.. and more as long as she was there beside him.. holding his hand.. - .. always.. .. she would reply quietly- .. right beside you.. .. a soft sigh sounded as he ran his fingers through her hair there.. pressing his lips to her temples before she would move to drop one there upon his cheek.. there to the corner of his lips only to find the cheek shifting so it landed there upon his lips.. her cheeks flushed a little and she laughed.. shaking her head.. he commented about how busy he had been this last week and a half.. asking if she was going to come along and she nodded.. watching him take Aylan there as she slid out of her sweather.. drawing the dress down over her head.. greatful for the stockings once those slacks left her legs bare.. they would keep her warm..and the the boots.. she came to notice the ladder being drawn up though.. curious as to how on earth he got up the tree.. - .. Oh I am so sorry.. .. she laughed a little but covered her mouth.. he said they needed to make haste that the door mouse would think it tacky if she were late.. her brow rose.. - .. I have my eye on you dear husband.. I knew something was up!.. .. she lingered there a moment longer.. just looking to him as she made her way down that ladder.. reaching to take Aylan when he was close to the bottom before the pair of them would settle up upon his horse.. making short work of the distance he was thoughtful enough to give her a little time to..freshen up.. putting a brush to her hair.. fastening a black tied bow up in it..letting it come to settle there upon the top of her head.. she splashed her face with water.. still generally dealing with that queasy .. slight nauseous feeling.. but she hadn’t eaten since that cake she had the day before.. and that was.. closer to lunch.. drying her face off with a soft towel there.. looking down into her reflection.. she was still not to terribly happy with herself.. it still stung.. it ached there in the middle of her chest.. she applied a little gloss there to her lips.. picking up a little cherry red.. straightening that dress.. tugging down upon it and adjusting those stockings . before she moved out to meet him once more.. reaching up to take his hand as she settled back upon his horse with him.. leaning into him there- .. you simply must tell me what is going on.. I am extremely curious..
(05:36:40 )
?
..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She had teleported back home just fine, though by all the gods, her legs were perfectly shot… She was exhausted, mentally and physically, it had been such a day… Tirithon, the potions and the truly wild sex with Jacob, then the revelations and savage fucking with Ace… Oh even with her nearly inexhaustible amounts of energy, this girl was Wiped! She had pretty much stumbled into bed with Jacob and fell head long into the deepest sleep she had ever known, no dreams or nightmares, but pure restorative zonkage. She woke up to Jacob giving her a kiss on her forehead, and he just looked amazing, happy and settled in his own skin… She knew the surgery was today too, and she was a lot more uncertain about it than he was, but she had little reason to think it would go well… She had pissed Tirithon off enough for him to threaten her life, and with something like this surgery, it was too easy for him to hurt Jacob… He had gotten into a quick bath, and while he was in she cleaned up a bit, made the bed and got their costumes out for them for the next day… When he was done he went to start breakfast, she opted to grab a shower, waking herself up and giving her skin and hair a quick scrub down. She was dressed in nothing but her panties and bra as they shared his breakfast, her eyes just devouring him across the table, warm with love and desire… She got dressed in a simple dress, perhaps if she wore something like this the Doctor wouldn’t kill her soon to be husband, Gods it was morbid…Once Jacob was dressed they left, finding the wing cleared as the surgeon basically told everyone to stuff it with a tongue depressor, thinking if it were under other circumstances… She might just like him. She had kissed Jacob softly, telling him she loved him before he went under, that she was going to be here the entire time… When Jacob was under she did all she could to help the Doctor, not crowding him at all, being in fact an incredibly helpful assistant. Jacob had trained her, and she had been his assistant for the months they had worked at the hospital together when she was just barely pregnant, she knew all the names for all the tools, how to give the Doctor what he needed the moment he needed it. The Doctor in turn showed her a few tricks, things she could relate to Jacob, so she memorized them well… After it was done, she had her instructions, and she nodded her head in understanding… She then went up to the Doctor and hugged him gently, knowing how some Doctors were about affection, her own Jacob had been the same at first…. She thanked him for not hurting Jacob, and that she knew he had gone against orders to make sure he made it out ok, and that she would find a way to pay him back… She had taken Jacob home, poor baby was a tad on the loopy side, making her laugh as she had to haul him about this way and that. At the end she had put him into bed and basically used the down time to finish straightening up the house, even doing a bit of baking, some lemon cookies with lavender frosting for him to enjoy tomorrow morning… When the day did roll around they were up early, knowing that Diovan wanted everyone there around eight or so…. She helped Jacob get dressed but at the end of it all she wanted to undress him again, he filled out those pants in a way that should be bloody illegal, with that crisp white high collar shirt and blue short coat, he looked amazing. She knew who he was with the monacle he had to wear along with the blue hat with the twin antennae. He was the caterpillar! She herself had a really easy outfit, just shorts and a shirt, though they were all beautifully tailored, it was no where near as complicated as Jacobs. She slid on the pink and purple stripped nylons, the pink and white diamond patterned shorts with the high waist and the bubble shape to them that made her look too cute, the white shirt with the purple vest and pink scarf… She left her hair down, putting pink glittering tinsel through it here and there, putting on the fluffy purple and pink cat ears and the tail that attacked to her rump. The booties were the cutest damn things, purple and pink and made of three different patterns that came up over her ankles, tied with a pink chiffon ribbon… She was done in no time, and she really was excited, she needed to have some fun, they all did. She put on a cheeky but perfectly kissable soft pink gloss on her lips that smelled like bubblegum, her cheeks she left bare, and choosing a pink and purple eyeshadow for her make up… She tinted her eyebrows alternate purple and pink, the lids beneath opposite colors as well, running her kohl pencil over her lashes and the top of her eyes to give that sexy cats eye flick at the end. Ace said he would meet them at the party, he had a few errands to run, a few things to do which she perfectly understood. She hooked her arm about Jacobs waist, looking up at him with a bright happy smile on her cheeks, so glad for…. Everything… All of it… She would help him down the ladders and such, she knew it was hard to do it one handed, both of them making their way down without incident… It was cool still, the fog was thick and low, giving everything a bit of a fairy tale like quality as they walked… That was how it would remain till they arrived at the party after meeting up with Ace half way, the three of them walking together then, her between the two as she sang and skipped a bit.*
(05:54:39 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: .. he had startled her to wake.. dragging her back into the life of the living – so to speak.. making her throw up as he clung to her like glue.. clutching her.. holding her in his arms as she threw up the clear fluids and blood.. she spluttered and choked.. coughing and groaning cause it burnt all the way up the inside of her throat.. her first words were a comment on breaking his fingers.. its what she felt was appropriate.. she wanted to break his fingers.. off if possible.. his reply though.. well that may as well have been a profession of love between those two as he held her in even tighter.. burying his faze in that spot where her neck met her shoulder.. she felt the trembling there.. she could hear his breathing catch.. she blinked a few times.. slowly coming round before she felt that white hot sting.. he slapped her fare across the face.. she couldn’t help the cry that was torn from between her lips there.. her cheek reddening quickly ..he just about took the vision from her in that moment.. everything seemed to go white.. before he grabbed her just as fiercly.. his hold bruising against her porcelain coloured skin.. his lips plied to hers.. colliding.. crushing and claiming as he left her breathless.. she just sagged against him for the moment.. he yelled at her.. he screamed at her.. asking her why she did it.. what the hell was she trying to do.. was it all to punish him.. she shook her head- .. no.. .. her voice crackled there as her throat ached.. he continued to shake her then.. over and over.. she just blinked and whined.. her brain was getting quite a bouncing around in her head.. her fingers curled inward to grip onto his hands.. her nails scratching there as he continued to yell and bark and scream.. telling her she was foolish.. that he had only done it to fuck with his brother.. to stab him where it hurt.. that he wouldn’t knock Sybelle up.. it wasn’t worth the trouble to get a kid on her.. that Sybelle was apparently already pregnant.. that he knew Diovan would be in town.. and that he wanted his brother to witness his wife screaming out his name.. just to break him..she swallowed.. wincing as it caned .. that stung.. that hurt.. she had been wrong she’d jumped to the wrong conclusion.. she had just assumed..it seemed like the most logical answer at the time.. she looked up to him there from saturated dark lashes.. he spoke about the kid she had been fucking with.. and how she had indeed taken him into his bed…how she had forgotten how much they needed Ace to get the war with Navere even started.. otherwise there would be no drow bodies for them to slaughter.. she watched him staring to self destruct .. pulling his hair as his body arched inward.. the tears streaming down his cheeks.. she honestly couldn’t remember a time she had seen him like this.. ever.. it was almost frightening.. he stared her down.. she held that gaze there as he told her he was at the end of his rope.. that he gave her everything.. satisfied her every wish.. and she just continues to spit in his face about it.. before he slid her aside..climbing out of the tub there.. Oh yes he was naked.. and with a fucking god like body but in that moment her eyes were upon his face.. he told her she better check herself.. that this was the last stunt he would tolerate.. he was done with her games.. she swallowed as she remained there upon the indent of the tub.. her forehead came down to rest there upon her knees as she drew them upward.. her arms reaching around to hold them there- .. I’m sorry.. .. she would speak out to him.. wether or not he remained in the room to hear it or not.. she would say it.. .. it wasn’t about.. punishing you.. .. her eyes remained closed.. head dipped and would stay that way- .. it hurt more than.. perhaps I was willing to say.. and I guess.. I understood.. in that moment what it felt like.. for you.. when Chris was there.. .. she rubbed her lips together.. her voice continued to crackle and her pitch was all over the place- ..I bore witness to you two.. when she was upfront.. I saw the look in your eyes.. I saw more than I think you realise.. I know that I’m not soft.. or sweet I know that I’m a bit more.. angular in shape and rough around the edges.. I’m not warm to the touch.. she’s basically you’re ideal .. which is why you and your brother fight over her.. as much as youw ant to deny it.. I see it.. I saw it before we arrived in Arvandor.. I saw it the last time we were all together.. please don’t lie to me.. . she exhaled- ..You love her.. You have a genuine attraction to her.. I’ll admit.. I was wrong.. and I jumped to the wrong conclusion.. but you can’t deny that you want her.. .. her lids opened as she tilted her head.. letting it come to rest there upon her knees as she looked across to him if he were still in the doorway-.. it hurt because I can only get pregnant if I want to.. and I... hesitation- .. thought.. perhaps a little foolishly.. when we shared that.. when we both came to the same conclusion.. in that bedroom.. on that night.. that you wouldn’t go and ... her lids closed over she couldn’t finish her sentence- .. so when I saw that you were.. it hurt.. and I lashed out.. and I decided.. on my way out to do you a favour.. I hurt you.. far to often.. and I couldn’t live with the knowledge that you were wanting to share that.. with her.. .. for all intents and purposes.. Sybelle was Sydel.. it was her.. but it was the good side.. it was the loving side.. the one that wasn’t jaded and cruel.. the one that wasn’t sharp and nasty.. it made sense that so many loved her.. wanted to be with her.. so when she came across him and her.. well.. it wasn’t so much of a shock as it was.. an ending-.. im sorry..
(06:40:57 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
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says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *It was settled… After the party, they were packing house, taking everything they couldn’t live without and going to load it up on the cart and just leaving… They would leave after Jacobs wedding to Rose, wish them all good luck in their own honey moon adventures and married life, and just cut tail… Fact is that between offering to baby sit, the trial, being sucked into everyone elses games… They weren’t getting to really even be married, let alone newlyweds, so he thought that might be a big chunk of the problem right there.*”We’ll pack up when we get home, take everything we need to the other house, everything that we can’t live without… I think we can leave after Jacob and Rose’s wedding? Unless there is something else we need to stick around for a little bit longer about? “*He had no idea they were all going to Silverthorn after all, he hadn’t been told, but there was time enough for that. Right now they had jumped some really big hurdles, had some nasty thrown at their marriage, and they came out on top. It wasn’t smooth, but nothing worth having is easy, it’s the blood sweat and tears that make something truly valuable… She had come in in then, as if she were afraid he would reject her, when nothing could be farther from the truth. He had pulled her into his arms, holding her close, calling her a stupid head. Her laughter was all he needed to know that the crisis had run it’s course, they were ok, they were going to be just fine…*”Yeah uh-huh, I admit, I’m a pretty big stupid head.”*He said with a chuckle… They shared words of love and understanding, that it didn’t matter how insane the world around them got, so long as they did it together they would overcome anything… Hugs were shared, kisses too, and he felt like they could finally start their day on the right foot. He held Aylan as she got dressed, noticing the ladder was up, and when she asked how he got up… He told her. Yeah, if anyone ever said lacy was for women, they were out of their minds. Try climbing a tree with lace cuffs and not ripping the shit out of it, that takes some mad skills, just mad. *”No need to apologize, I just learned that I can climb AND look fabulous while I do it, I thank you!”*He would tip his top hat to her with a wink then, striking a pose before she dropped the ladder, telling her they had to get a move on. He laughed as they made their way down, neither refusing, or admitting to anything on that front. They made their way down and onto is horse, the three of them together were still lighter than what he had to carry on long ranges, so it was nothing for the beast to get them home in no time. He figured she would need to get freshened up, to take care of a few more… Femenine things… He and Aylan just hung out on the horse while she did her business, waiting for her when she came down, handing her Aylan before lifting her up in front of him again. They would make it JUST in time, their friends and family would be there a little before them, but not too much… While they rode, she leaned into him, asking him what was going on and that she was all smashing curious about it.*”I must do no such thing, my dear wife, other than love you uncontrollably that is.”*He would tease her there, leaning down a little to kiss the top of her head, noting the perfect black bow.*”Mother is there, she said she wanted to stop in for a little bit, check up on Aylan and see how you were doing. She’s coming around more for you… She likes you.”*He said, and he knew Sybelle liked her mother in law… They grew closer and as they did, she might be able to recognise the little valley they were in, the one she used to drag him to, to collect dartwings for her…. There was a massive oak tree in the middle that had all colors of fire and flame in it’s leaves, still nice and thick despite the cold… There were fairies here and there, lighting peoples way to the party, couples like Ace, Jacob and Rose for instance… There were little sighs out in the fog, the sun not yet high, still a touch on the darker side of dawn. She would see the little eyes peeping out into the fog, hear the little strains of music on the air, the signs that seemed to point and everything and nothing and all so very confusing… There was the thick green briarwood hedge all around it, the air smelling sweet because of those tiny blue blossoms there, keeping so many things hidden. At the only opening stood his mother by a white door, many of the keys had been taken down by those who had arrived, leaving it to look a little bare. As they got closer Sybelle would be able to smell the food at last… The hot chocolate and cinnamon tea… the eggs, bacon and ham… Fresh bread… Coffee… The sounds of laughter of those she loved, Garafins huge booming laugh shocking out now and then, followed by peals from what was a small crowd… There was the sound of Pia singing, sounding like a little rendition of her mother, Aysil singing with her in a lovely little duette… Giggling children abounded… His mother had come up to take the horse from them, all of them dismounting, Mala coming to take Aylan with the other children while pressing a kiss to each of their cheeks… He would stand beside her for a moment and pull her in for a hug.*”You ready to come to Wonderland with me, Miss Alice?”*He would tease softly before walking her over to the door, not needing keys for themselves, and he would lean forward and open the door for her… Revealing to her the little slice of Wonderland that he had made, just for her… The large dance floor, the band playing on their platform, the dozen tables filled with so many different decorations that it was a feast for the mind and the eye… The croquet area, the tree itself with hundreds of teacups hanging from it by strings, the tea pots whistling and steaming without heat in an infectious melody… There, at the front where he was taking her in, hung a banner… It proclaimed quite loudly in red playing cards, “We’re All A Little Mad Here!” and beneath that, “Welcome to Sybelle and Diovan Fironiils Wedding Celebration Party!”*”Welcome to Wonderland sweetheart… I love you.”
(07:08:26 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..she had slid her gloved hand into his there as she used him as her own anchor.. pulling herself up onto the horse there.. settling in nice and close with him and Aylan as the three of them took off in.. well where-ever direction he was taking her.. it was all so secretive and quiet.. he was up to something.. she even tried to get him to tell her but to no avail.. him proudly proclaiming he would do no such thing other than to love her uncontrollably.. she couldn’t help but smile there as she rested in close.. her lids half closed as he pressed his lips to the top of her head.. she was a little surprised to hear his Mother would be there- .. really?.... she blinked.. looking to him with her head tilted to the side.. she chewed on the inside of her cheek.. oh she liked his Mum.. she was such a beautiful woman and they seemed to get along so very well.. even in the short period they had the chance to talk.. - .. I look forward to seeing her again.. she’s a wonderful woman.. she really is.. I learnt a lot from her.. even in that short time we had to spend together.. . she rested her head back upon his shoulder there as she watched the countryside move past them.. coming into the clearing there.. he would have noticed her lifting her head up as the valley came into view.. her brows furrowed as she glanced around.. an audible breath.. a gasp sounding as her hand rose to press to her lips there.. oh she remembered it well.. extremely well..- .. Oh no way.. .. her gaze shifted.. from left to right.. her smile only growing there as she clutched at her chest there right above her heart.. she noticed the massive oak tree right in the middle.. the colours.. the fire and flame in its leaves.. when everything else seemed to bare.. so barren.. it was like a beacon in the blight.. she blinked when the fairies came into view.. - .. Oh my.. .. she sat up a little.. the lights.. the signs.. how with the sun not yet high enough there was still that little bit of fog and darkness.. giving everything that fairy tale feel.. that almost spooky ethereal touch.. she could see the hedging.. the blossom scent floating about.. before her duo coloured gaze would fall upon his mother there and she just smiled.. her head tilting at the sight of the door.. the many nooks for keys already taken.. the food made her screw up her face just a little.. made her scrunch up her nose.. it was sweet and lush.. but she still wasn’t feeling quite so crash hot.. the sounds of the shared laughter though caught her attention.. making her smile broaden as she nudged him with her elbow- .. Oh you have been so busy!.. you cheeky thing.. .. they came to a stop there.. the reigns of the horse taken a hold before he would move to dismount.. she watched as Aylan was taken off to settle in with the other children before she would take his hand.. slowly hopping down herself.. a soft colouring there in her cheeks in response to the kiss there.. before he pulled her in for a hug.. her arms reached up to link behind his head there as she curled in tight.. - .. you’re spoiling me.. .. she would whisper there against his chest before he pulled back.. tilting her gaze up to look to him.. to watch him before he would guide her toward the door.. leaning it open.. letting her see everything for what it was.. the whole event just opening up for her there.. her eyes widened considerably and she gasped loudly.. her hands rose as she clutched the sides of her face.. she didn’t know where to look first.. there was So much going on.. the dance floor.. the music.. the tables.. Oh goodness the tables and how they were decorated.. it was all so beautifully eclectic and random.. the tea cups and flowers.. the croquet and the tea pots.. she chewed on her lower lip there as her eyes became quite glassy there.. the banner made her laugh.. oh it was all too precious.. she was just smiling from ear to ear.. she couldn’t help it.. everything else in that moment.. in that second just melted away.. any stress.. any worry.. any concern or ill feeling.. was gone.. her poor heart was stuttering there in her chest when he came up behind her.. speaking his soft welcome and his profession of his love for her.. she turned.. glancing over her shoulder there before she just turned and wrapped her arms around him so tightly.. lifting up onto her toes there.. he was quite a ways taller than her afterall.. before her lids would collide with his own.. drawing him in for a sweet little loving kiss.. her cheeks felt hot.. and she couldn’t help the smile she wore.. a little murmur when it broke there- .. I love you Diovan.. you have my whole heart for my whole life..
(07:19:47 )
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°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *He had thrashed her about without a doubt, slapping her hard, giving her a good shake in his lap. She had scared the ever living fuck out of him, he thought she had killed herself, for the love of fuck there was a vial of poison beside her… What was he supposed to think honestly? It wasn’t as if she had given him any other reason to think anything but that… She broke his fucking heart… She hurt him worse than anyone else could or had to date, slashing open that fragile heart he had given her, and it just came out in a flood all at once. He cried, not because he was weak, but because he couldn’t take it anymore… It was too much shit to just handle, her constant hurting him because she was petty and small, because she refused to love anyone but herself… It was even worse when she told him she loved him when they got pregnant… He had trusted her, believed her when she said that, and then to find out she could just toss his ass over so easily… He heard her no in reply, that she wasn’t trying to punish him, but he had a hard time believing that… At the end he pushed her off his lap, he didn’t want her there, she was alive and that was all that mattered… He had to get away from her, or he would either kill her, or fuck her raw. Her sorry though… That made him stop in the doorway, his shoulders falling as he turned around, leaning against the doorframe to watch her… His voice was low, though gods if it wasn’t rough, on the edge of the tears he was trying to control.*”It was worse for me… You brought me back, you forced me into a mortal shell, just for you to toss me aside… You did this to me Sydel… Put me in this meat sack of a body, one that ages and knows pain, one that is only half as powerful as I normally am… YOU… Then to see you just chase after that fucking puppet like he was the Gods gift to you, fucking him, fuck Sydel… You got PREGANT with him… The one thing I asked you for, you just fucking Gave him, tossed it at his feet… And for what? For him to toss you over the side. He dropped you like a bad fucking habit to go back to his wife… And you blame me for snapping his fucking neck and trying to spare you the pain.”*There were so many things he did for her behind the scenes that he never talked about, that he never let her see, didn’t want her to… She went on about how she knew he loved Sybelle… That stuck him harder than he would admit… She was right, despite what he said otherwise, despite how many walls he tried to put up to keep people from seeing it… Oh course he loved her… He loved her and it hurt him, it burned him like he was trying to hold a star in his hands, wanting so desperately to touch her yet but knowing he would burn up in the end… He exhaled slowly, hearing her ask him not to lie to her…*”I love her… I love her madly… When I’m around her, I don’t feel unwanted or useless, I don’t feel like the dark creature you turned me into… She lets me believe that I can be something great… Good… Something that doesn’t have to hide beneath rocks, behind curtains, in the shadow of the world… She is warm and loving, she is free in her affection, in admitting her emotions no matter what form they take… She doesn’t fight me… She trusts me… She begs me to give her children… She is everything you aren’t Sydel… Everything your not.”*He would come towards her again, coming to crouch at the side of the tub, reaching out to grasp her chin in his fingers, tilting her head up to make him look at me. Around his neck there was the silver and gold vial that Jacob had given him, and with a light twist, he unscrewed it… In that dark bathroom the sound of a childs heart beat would ring out, fast and strong, the little beats showing up in a small projection before he would close it.*”That is our child Sydel… Out of all my children, the only one I love is Aysil, the daughter you gave me. I will be just as devoted, just as in love, just as protective of this child inside you…”*He would reach down and pull her to him, lifting her half out of the water as if she weighed nothing, as light as elderdown.*”What you don’t get… Is that she is everything you aren’t, but I will always choose you over her, every single day for the rest of my life. I am the beast you created, the monster you crafted out of flesh and bone and spirit, and I am bound to you beyond the grave… You have all of me, but Sybelle, she would be lucky to get a shadow version of me… After time I would bore of her, just as I did ith Athena, and every other good woman I had in my life… At the end of the day, the only woman I am mad for, is you.”*He would lean down a bit and kiss her once more, not hard and consuming like before, but rather with all the love and adoration he held for her… He would let her go, pulling forth a little magic, dragging out a little red velvet box.*”I love you Sydel, and I don’t know how many times I have to say it for you to trust me, so you’re going to just have to marry me.”*He would pull open the ring box to reveal a pink gold engagement ring with a ping diamond a square inch around, big enough to kill an annoyance if she swung it at someone, cushion cut style with smaller diamonds framing it and all the way around the band.*”Your mine, and if this is what it is going to take for you to realize I am not going anywhere, that I love only you, then so be it… I’d rather marry you a thousand times over than settle for anyone else.”
(08:02:07 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: ..he reminded her of what she had done to him.. what she had forced upon him.. bringing him back.. forcing him into that mortal shell.. just for her to then toss him aside. That she did it.. putting him in a body that knows pain.. and ages.. that is only half as powerful as he normally was.. only to then chase after Christopher.. that she got pregnant with him.. for nothing.. for him to toss her over the side.. dropping her like a bad habit to go back to his wife.. her breath continued to hitch there.. burning against her already abused raw throat.. she couldn’t even tell him why.. because she didn’t know herself.. she didn’t recognise the person she was then.. she didn’t know why she fell so hard.. and she did.. she fell hard for Christopher.. and if he hadn’t of killed him when he did.. she probably would have continued to just follow him around like a lost little puppy.. she told him she knew he was in love with Sybelle.. that she had seen it.. witnessed it first hand.. and as much as he wanted to deny it.. as much as he wanted to scream about it.. she knew better.. that he should just stop lying about it.. and he did.. he admitted it.. admitted to loving her madly.. that he felt wanted around her.. he didn’t feel useless.. that Sybelle let him believe that he could be something great.. something good.. something that didn’t have to hide away behind the rocks or curtains.. that she was warm and loving and free in her affection.. admitting openly to her emotions.. she didn’t fight him.. she trusted him.. she even begs him to give her children.. how Sybelle was everything she wasn’t.. everything she’s not.. oh fucking hell that stung.. Sybelle was everything she was before she died.. before she was twisted and pulled inside out.. before she was hurt and tortured.. she just couldn’t be like that.. she was far to much of a broken soul.. it was heart breaking really that.. she held back the memories from Sybelle.. that would keep her from becoming jaded and cruel.. and in turn.. he fell for her.. he fell for the part of her that she helped mould.. she helped bring to the front.. the part of her she crafted.. keeping away all the bad.. all the evil.. all the cruel and tormented emotion.. the untainted version of her.. she was fucked up.. she had been for years.. dark and sinful on the inside.. only surviving by being deceptive.. cruel and calculating.. he moved across to her there.. reaching out to grasp a hold of her chin.. tilting her head up.. she didn’t look to him straight away.. her lids remained partially closed.. she looked down at the soft ripples in the water before that sound struck her.. and she looked up.. blinking a few times..that little speedy galloping.. echoing there all around that bathroom.. her brows furrowed and her mouth dropped open a little when he said it was their child.. and that out of all of his children the only one he loved was Aysil.. the daughter she had given him.. that he would be just as devoted, just as in love and just as protective of this child that was inside her.. her head dipped forward as the sound closed off when he recapped the pendant.. her breath hitched.. he reached for her.. drawing her half out of the tub there as she trembled just a little.. he gave her that little bit of reassurance then.. that whilst Sybelle was everything she wasn’t.. he would always choose her over Sybelle.. every single day for the rest of his life.. that he was the beast she created.. the monster she crafted out of flesh and bones and spirit.. he was bound to her beyond the grave.. that at the end of the day the only woman he was mad for .. was her.. she looked like she were on the verge of tears.. her face.. her expression taking on that semi pained.. emotional state as he leant in to kiss her.. she murmured a little and returned that kiss.. her fingers curling inward against her thighs there.. the kiss broke.. a soft shattered exhale sounded as her head dipped forward.. he had said so much to her.. so very much.. and for most of it.. she was speechless.. he told her he loved her and that he didn’t know how many times he had to say it for her to trust him.. she drew a breath to speak.. to reply before he continued.. telling her she would just have to marry him.. she blinked.. looking up to him there.. she hadn’t noticed the red velvet box after the kiss.. his movements coming into play whilst her gaze was averted.. she looked visibly shocked in that moment.. her heart took a few shallow beats making her have to catch her breath.. she looked to the ring there.. resting within that tiny box.. the big pink glittering diamond.. the tiny ones framing it.. she didn’t know where to look.... oh my god.. .. he told her she was his and if this is what it was going to take for her to realise it.. then so be it.. he’d rather marry her a thousand times over than to settle for anyone else.. her lower lip actually trembled at that.. - .. you.. .. her brows furrowed- .. you want to marry me?.... it struck her quite deeply.. it was easy to fuck someone.. to profess words of love… even making a baby.. all ranking quite high on the easy scale.. but it had been a very, very long time since someone had chosen her.. a true.. public declaration.. something that might mean little or less to another.. just about made her heart explode under the pressure.. her hands rose there as she covered her cheeks.. the tears that were on the brink of bursting their banks tumbled down her cheeks there as she nodded her head- . yes.. a thousand times.. yes.. .. she would look to him there for a moment before she would just reach up and wrap her arms around him there.. burying her head atop his shoulder.. and she just cried.. she couldn’t hold it back.. she couldn’t hold it in any longer-
(08:27:13 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
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says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He knew she would be surprised, his mother didn’t come to Arvandor much, but since they had gotten married she was around a bit more… In truth, he had seen her more in the last month than he had in the last thirty years, not that he blamed her.*”Really. I am glad you two get along, sometimes my mother can be seen as a bit of an odd creature, but she has a good heart…”*They rode on, and he could tell that she was starting to recognize where they were, the way she started to perk up in the saddle. Garafin had been dead on, she was in love with the location, and the big tree was in all it’s glory in the middle of that clearing. He chuckled when she said ‘no way’, leaning in to kiss her cheek, whispering for her.*”Yes Way.”*Her reactions were just more than he could have hoped for, the gasps, her hand over her heart, the other over her lips… He could smell the food, hear the music, the sounds of voices and laughter… Children singing and someone playing the banjo… As they got closer, the white door just looked clean picked over, his mother standing as a sort of guard and helping direct everyone… He laughed when she made a face, figuring it was something on the wind she caught that didn’t suit her pretty little nose all that well, which was bound to happen at some point… He just grinned when she said he had been busy, that he was a cheeky thing, shrugging his shoulder gently.*”I have been busy… I stole you away from everyone so I Could marry you all by myself, I kind of cut out your family and your friends, so this… Is kind of my way to… Make up for it. My thanks for letting me carry on my fathers tradition… Trust me, it wasn’t easy hiding this from you, I had to have so much help from everyone!”*HE said with a laugh, coming up beside his mother, having Aylan be handed down before they dismounted. His mother gave them soft kisses of greetings before taking Aylan to be with his cousins and other little ones his age. He held her close there, his arms wrapped about her as she linked her fingers behind his head, grinning once more when she said he was spoiling her.*”Your worth every moment of it… Plus I got twenty years to make up for… I just hope this is a start…”*From there he would lead her to the door, opening it all up to her, whispering welcome to Wonderland… It was a riot of beautiful colors and all so crazy and fun and happy… There were massive cakes at the centre of each main table, each one with an Alice in Wonderland theme, but so very different from each other. There were also various tea pot and tea cup arrangements on those tables, with bottles tof all kinds of shapes and sized and colors, saying drink me… Others were cookies and cakes, little creative pieces of finger food that all said eat me, just as widely unique and varied as the drinks. There were mushrooms that just seemed to spout up here and there, all over the place, all as colourful as dreams would allow… At the bottom of their feet was the red trail, and ahead of them Sybelle would be able to see the broom dog, sweeping the line away with his head and tail and causing little fireworks of glitter to spark off with each sweep. She pulled him in for a kiss, a sweet colliding of lips that was loving and just warm, wonderful… Oh she looked as if he had given her heaven… She was so happy…*”Good!”*He would say loudly, reaching behind her to get a good grip on her ass suddenly, giving it a squeeze.*”Because you have had mine since you were five!”*He said with a laugh and as soon as they were truly in, the door shut behind them, there was a sudden loud cheer by all who were there. Cries of welcome and congratulations, party favors thrown in the air full of little streamers and confetti, glitter sparking everywhere… Cheers were raised in the form of a thousand tea cups, and it was with that all the other little enchantments started up, when the real show came up… There were butterflies that were two pieces of bread with butter on them for winds, batches of flowers would start to dance and sing along with the band that started up in earnest, above her two dragon flies were fighting with spouts of magical fire that was no more than fire crackers… Plates of food would float by, watermelons carved out in the shape of tea pots poured out various melon balls in a never ending stream, into teacups that never over flowed. Teapots poured tea into teacups with no bottom, pouring through into another pot that sang and whistled a merry tune, a knife and spoon were chasing each other about one of the tables while the butter knife stirred the jelly randomly to flick it at passing children. Pia had been running about and hit one of the magical mushrooms, the whole thing disappearing in a color of lavender smoke, leaving Pia dyed a perfect shade of pastel purple. She squealed and began to run after the other children, singing about a ‘one eyes, one horn, one human purple people eater’, all of those little ducklings running about like mad. There were several people on the dancefloor, some of them dancing very elegantly, other were just having a blast and winging it in the most hilarious ways that got rounds of approval. Rose was at one of the tables with Jacob who’s hand was bandaged and drinking a cup of tea looking like a very sophisticated look with that monacle, and Rose was poking at Ace until he put the mask on with the big fat watch pinned to his chest, her own bright fluffy cat ears wriggles and moved just like a real cats, sporting a pair of matching whiskers… Garafin called out loudly for a cheer to the husband and wife, that they survived amature night, and may they have another child like Jacob to honour Arvandor. Marabelle stood next to him and poked him in the side with a laugh, Garafin just diving in to dip her, kissing her soundly to the loud and laughing calls of those around them about the mad hare and door mouse. All the children wore a certain outfit pattern, all of them dressed up like little oysters, with Mina and Vivian being the Walrus and the Carpenter… He would take her hand and lead her to their table, the biggest one where the family was seated, a large spread of all sorts of goodies about her. He would make sure she was settled nice and comfortable there, holding his hands up, like he was going to paint a picture.*”Stay right there, just like that, I have someone who’s going to paint you! Don’t move!”*He had someone come over ith an art canvase, he wasn’t kidding, and while she was stuck sitting he ran to go get a few things… Vanishing from her line of sight, disappearing into the crush of the amazing madness around them, a book flapping by her causally as if it were perfectly normal.*
(08:27:46 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *He ran to go and get Jacob and Ace, a bright grin on his face, leaning down to whisper to them all… Rose started to laugh, clapping her hands, nodding her head enthusiastically. The boys looked at each other with a grin, Jacob giving the whole lets to it smile, Ace with the why not shrug. He got up on the stage then, the band staying up, Jacob and Ace coming to flank him… The boys had the papers floating ifront of them so they could know the words… The all had microphones infront of them, looking like one hell of a fucking gorgeous set on that stage, more than a few girls going to crush on the dance floor there. His voice was mellow with just that perfect hint of rasp, a huge grin on his face, a guitar slung over his shoulder.*
”You heard my voice I came out of the woods by choice, Shelter also gave their Shade, but in the Dark I have no name… So leave that click in my head, and I will remember the words that you said, Left a clouded mind and a heavy heart, but I was sure we could see a new start…”
”SO when your hope’s on fire, but you know your desire… Don’t hold a glass over the flame, don’t let your heart grow cold, I will call your name Sybelle, I will share your Road”
*Jacob and Ace would join in with him on the chorus, and when the three of then sang together, they just created that amazing melody there… Fingers on guitar strings and playing for her and her alone it would seem, the banjo player just cutting it up perfectly, all of it together making a uniqie sound that was addictive.*
”But hold me Fast! Hold me fast, cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer! And hold me fast, hold me fast cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer!”
*He picked it up as the long singer again.*
”I wrestled long with my youth, we tried so hard to live in the truth, but do not tell me all is fine, when I loose my head I loose my spine! SO leave that click in my head, and I won’t remember the words you said. You brought me out from the cold. Now, how I long, how I long to grow old with you. So when your hopes on fire, but you know your desire. Don’t hold a glass over the flame, don’t let your heart grow cold, I will call your name Sybelle, I will share your road!”
”But hold me Fast! Hold me Fast, Cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer… And hold me fast, Hold me fast cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer!”
”I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I am under, I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I am under, Skies I;m under!”
*The song would close off, he would step back with the guys, taking a bow there as they all laughed and the crowed cheered and laughed and clapped… He took another step back and ended up running into one of the mushrooms that had suddenly popped up behind him, and it was one of the ones that stuck to your back end til it fell off, turning to try and see it. It was bright pink with yellow spots on it, and the dang thing wriggled and bounced on his butt, like it wanted to dance. He started to just laugh and tried to get off stage without hitting anyone, knowing he had to walk the thing off. Pia thought it would be hilarious to run and jump on it, sitting on the dancing rump mushroom painted pink… IF this wasn’t a wonderland for her, nothing would be!*
(09:12:52 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..he had guided her through that white door.. opening up the whole wonderland world to her.. and she just stilled.. she paused.. she could have fainted dead away right in that moment it was all so very precious.. and perfect.. her smile only broadened.. it grew wider as her hands rose to hold her cheeks there.. the decorations.. the tables.. the mismatched chairs and teacups.. the pots and mushrooms.. the banners and music.. the dance floor and flowers.. the fairies and colous.. it was all so bright and beautiful.. oh her hear was near on bursting there in her chest as she turned to him and pulled him in for such a tight hug..her lips meeting his in a sweet loving little kiss.. oh she was just beside herself there.. he had given her heaven.. he’d given her everything she could have ever wanted… she squeaked a little when he lifted her up and gained quite a firm grip upon her ass there.. biting down into her lip as she laughed a little and shook her head..she told him she loved him.. that he had had her heart for her whole life.. he responded saying she had his since he was five.. oh he was perfect he truly was.. precious and loving.. giving and oh she just wanted to melt right there.. she was startled with the sudden loud cheer that sounded out once the door closed behind them.. she blinked a few times before she turned to look to those that were approaching.. the congratulations and well wishes.. the welcomes and party favours that were thrown.. confetti and streamers.. and glitter.. Ohh she loved glitter.. her smile just couldn’t get any wider.. it was all so fanciful.. so whimsical.. she would have never been able to even dream this up herself.. and the fact that he knew.. that he knew enough about her.. to do this.. said Oh so much.. he knew her.. he really knew her.. she slid her hand down into his there.. her fingers curling in and clutching.. interlacing there as everything began.. all those enchantments.. the bread and butterflies.. the flowers dancing amongst themselves.. the dragonflies fighting..the food.. the watermelons.. the tea pots and cups.. and the children dashing about.. everyone seemed to be smiling.. everyone seemed to be having an absolute ball.. she leant in against him there.. her head coming to rest nearer to his shoulder- .. thank you.. .. she would whisper just softly.. giving his hand a little squeeze.. she felt loved and wanted.. Pia dashing about hitting the mushroom and turning that shade of purple made her blink.. Oh well now! That was one for the books.. she had a bit of a laugh.. her gaze shifted about .. wandering over to the dance floor there.. noticing the couples.. some drawn in close.. dancing with the utmost elegance.. whilst a few others were just having fun.. she let her gaze wander over the tables.. catching sight of Rose there.. with Jacob.. his hand in bandages .. she lifted her hand to give a little wave there.. noticing her poking and prodding Ace until he put the mask on.. she bit down on her lip to stop the laughter that was so close to just spilling forth.. it was all far to precious really.. Garafins voice made her jump a little.. calling out for everone to cheer to the husband and wife.. making the comment about having another child like Jacob to honour Arvandor.. oh her cheeks coloured there and she blew her very best friend a kiss.. watching as he dipped poor Marabelle over there.. her attention shifted to the children as they ducked in and out of between the tables.. around the trees and through the dance floor.. all so many little oysters and then of course Vivian and Mina.. she offered them both a gracious smile.. she would catch up with them before the day was through.. he guided her across to a table there.. she settled down to sit.. smoothing out the underside of her dress.. he didn’t sit with her though he moved to stand and her brows rose- .. what are you up to mm?... she tilted her head when he held his hands up.. saying someone was going to paint her..- .. they’re going to what now?.... and before she knew it someone did approach.. canvas and brushes.. she watched him as he snuck off.. her gaze narrowed a little and she shook her head with a laugh.. ohh it was all so much.. there was So much going on around her.. she kind of looked to the food there.. and reached for a drink.. something bubbly.. something fizzy there.. she didn’t know where he had gone to.. but she was kept well occupied.. quite a few people approached her to offer their congratulations.. their well wishes.. talking about how wonderful the party was.. and how much fun everyone was having.. before her attention was drawn to the stage there.. the three boys stepping up to the microphones.. oh she just about choked on her bubbles.. he sung to her.. her hand rose to clutch above her heart there as he did so.. her smile only growing when the other two boys joined in for the chorus.. oh it was just precious.. sweet.. utterly adorable.. and a wee bit sexy.. she looked in awe of him and she was.. her gaze never leaving him whilst he stood up there.. before it all came to a close.. and she clapped just as whole heartedly as everyone else.. all the cheering and hollering was just wonderful.. she blinked when he backed into one of those mushrooms though.. seeing it latch onto him.. Oh she had not seen anything like it.. and it made her laugh so hard.. and then adding Pia to the mix there.. jumping on as she did.. oh she just covered her face as she just lost it.. it was all far to precious.. she waited until the mushroom decided to dismount before she held her hands out to him.. asking of him to come sit beside her.. since she wasn’t allowed to move until Mr Painter guy was finished.. she took his hands there.. her fingers curling in.. interlacing as she leant in to plant another kiss on his lips.. slow.. precious and adoring before it broke and her forehead came to rest there to his- .. you’re perfect.. I don’t know how I will ever be able to repay you.. but I will find a way.. this is.. I just love it.. I do.. thank you for all of this.. thank you for.. just being you
(09:27:14 )
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°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *Normally he pulled his punches with her, he didn’t lay out the stark nasty truth as it was, he tended to let her hold that hat in the relationship… She did so enjoy lording it over him, and more than once she used her view of the truth as a weapon, pistol whipping him with it as if it were some sort of amusement. He took it, whatever right? It made her happy and it didn’t upset or inconvenience him too much so he let her run with it. I was just how he was, he liked to let her be queen of the mountain, she tended to be happier in that position than most anyways.. But she had just gone too far this time, making choices for him as if she somehow knew his heart, knew what would make him happy… What was worse than her trying to kill herself was the fact she would have taken their child with her, and that was not something he would tolerate, ever. All of it just flicked too many damn nerves, nerves that were too raw, too unstable when all was said and done and he just said fuck it… She wanted the truth, then she would have it, see what a bitter nasty ass pill it was to choke on. Sybelle was the light side to Sydel, the sun that cast the shadow that was, and there was no way to ever deny it. But that didn’t make her better, it just made her different, made her unique. He laid out the truth in simple terms, knowing each thing he said would be like a slap to the face for her, but she had asked… Now she had to deal with the aftermath of it… And perhaps after this she might realize that when he didn’t say something, or said something else, that were might just fucking be a good reason behind it. He saw it too, the realization on her face, the pain as his words struck home… She finally understood it now… After so many years with him now, it was only in this moment, this room that she understood a part of him…He unscrewed the little vial Jacob gave him, playing or her the sound of their childs heart beat, making her listen to it… She had almost killed that… He didn’t say it, but he knew she had to have realized that, she would have destroyed that precious strong beat… He told her he loved no children but hers, and the truth was that it went for Jacob too, they were parts of her… Parts that he could love without the burn… At the end of it, he had told her he loved her, and he didn’t know how many more time she had to say it for her to believe him… So she would just have to marry him… Ah! Now that got her!*”I’ve had this ring with me for ten years… The day you got pregnant with Aysil, I had it made for you, it cost me half my fortunes at that time… Pink diamonds are rare Sydel… Pink ones this size and clarity are almost unfeasible to find…”*He would say, watching the light catch it, the bright flashes just glowing like fire.*”For ten years I have held it around with me, waiting for a time when you might actually look like you wanted to marry me, where you might let me love you…”*He caught that bottom lip trembling, the way she seemed to struggle and be a touch confused… He laughed there then, shaking his head, resting his chin in his palm as he looked at her.*”Well I’m not on bended knee here by the tub because it’s good for my joints…”*He watched her just start crying and hell and fuck if that didn’t shock the shit out of him. He pulled her up out of the water, pulling her into his lap and held her close to his chest, rocking her there as she cried… He let her get it all out, all that pressure, everything that she had to let go at the time… He would gently remove one of her hands from her face, kissing her ring finger on her left hand, sliding the engagement ring on it… IT was huge on her little finger, but it fit like a glove, just big enough to be a screaming statement piece but not enough to be gaudy… But fuck if it didn’t skirt that line… He curled her fingers over the back of his hand, pulling her in a little tighter, kissing her temple.*”Your my Belle, and I’m your Beast Sydel… I’m fucked up and broken and damaged goods, the only thing I do right is fucking, but I Want to marry you… More than anything else… I play the games of love and romance with other women, but only with you has it ever been real, only with you do I want to share this life… All of it… I want to love you… Show you it’s ok… That loving me isn’t weakness but a different kind of strength… “*He would rise then, keeping her in his arms, taking her back to her bedroom… He would settle her on the bed and get a warm towel, wiping away the fucked up makeup, leaving her face clean and colorless once more… He sighed softly, and she would feel the usual energy around him just drop, his glamor was gone… His nails turned black, his fingers took on fine, delicate looking scales up his hands and to his wrists and the middle of his arm… That blond hair was gone, turning to the color of blood, falling down to grace the floor with it’s length… His eyes were the amber color she would remember, though about his temples and a little around the sides of his eyes there were more scales, a bit around his jaw and down his neck… He looked the same, just… A little sexier… a little meaner… Dangerous…*”This is me… No glamor… No jokes…”*He had tattoos down both arms and across his back, he had two tribal bands around the middle of his well muscled thighs, and he was scarred up worse than Ace… Huge claw marks down the middle of his chest, his back bore the scars of multiple whippings, his thighs and arms bore cigarette burn scars…*”This is who I am and what I look like… If your going to be my wife, you need to know this, so you understand why I flip so dark… My father is part black dragon, and I don’t think I need to explain it much more than that, right? So… Let’s just… Get out of here… GO to the party… Spike the punch or something… Then we’ll leave and come back here and just… Talk…Ok?
(10:07:10 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: ..it had all been so shocking.. so much had happened in this moment.. they had been with each other or in failing that at least around each other for years.. decades even.. and they had never gotten this deep.. they had never both opened up to one another at the same time.. for in that moment.. they were both completley vulnerable. ..and yet in each others company they both felt safe.. he had said some things that really hurt.. that dug down deeply into her.. scratching against her soul.. piercing down into her black little heart.. making the ache in her chest just triple…she had not been good to him.. she had hurt him.. so many times.. tossed him under the bus so to speak.. fucked with his head.. toyed with him.. lead him along..only to dump him cold on his ass without a reason.. she mucked up.. a lot.. and she was admitting fault.. it stung.. it hurt but she knew it had to be done.. he shocked her though twice then.. once with the sound of the heart beat.. that steady fast beating echoing in the room there.. she’d never heard a babies heart beat before.. And then he knocked the breath from her lungs when he proposed.. showing off that stunning pink diamond.. he explained that he had had it with him for ten years.. the day she had gotten pregnant with Aysil.. he had it made for her.. that it cost him an absolute fortune.. that he was just waiting.. biding his time.. waiting for that moment where she would let him love her.. she struggled.. oh she stumbled and hesitated.. her plump lower lip trembled there.. she watched him as he rested his chin on his palm.. looking to her.. making the comment about not being on bended knee for his health before she just broke down.. she just started crying.. that dam wall had broken.. he pulled her out of the water and onto his lap there.. holding her close to his chest.. rocking her there as she just let it all out.. she shuddered a little.. the tears just trickled down her cheeks.. he took her hand.. pressing his lips to her ring finger before he slid that stunning ring into place..her breath kept hitching.. almost hiccupping in her chest as she looked down to her hand there.. looking to that grand sized rock upon her slender pale finger.. before her eyes closed in response to his kiss.. he told her she was his bell and he was her beast.. that he was fucked up and broken and damaged goods.. that he wanted to love her.. to show her its ok.. that loving him was not a weakness.. but a completley different kind of strength.. she clung to him as he lifted up.. moving her back through to the bedroom there.. she settled down upon the bed.. wrapping her up in a towel as he wiped away the dark makeup lines that streaked her face.. she tilted her head down.. holding her hand out there as she looked to the ring once more.. she never figured anyone would want to marry her.. it was all really quite surreal .. she was having trouble believing it.. before she felt the sudden change.. the shift in the room there.. the magical energy was changing.. before he began to drop his glamour.. his nails turning black.. the scales gliding up his hands and wrists.. the blonde hair turning that shock of red and falling to the floor.. her mouth dropped open.. she blinked..slowly she rose to stand there.. the towel settling down about her middle.. wrapping about her hips.. she saw his eyes.. the amber colouring.. more of those scales there. Upon his temples and around the sides of his eyes.. she slowly walked around him.. her cool hands rose as she brushed them down over the tattoos.. across those deep red locks.. before she would come around the other side.. her attention fell to the scarring there.. the deep digging marks in his flesh.. she hesitated before she pressed her hand to his chest.. tracing up the length of one of those scars.. one of those marks before she would look up to him there.. her hand would rise.. sliding beneath his chin.. tilting his head to the left.. and then a little to the right.. before she would lift up onto the tips of her toes.. pressing her lips to his forehead there- .. you’re beautiful.. .. spoken so softly.. it was almost little more than a whisper.. and she meant it.. - .. thank you.. .. she utter.. as she lowered back down there.. her hand sliding into his.. fingers curling in tight to clutch.. to hold… she knew it had to have been a huge step for him to show her that…. She lifted his scaled hand there.. another kiss to the back of her palm before he said for them to get out of there.. to go to the party.. to spike the punch or something equally as devlish.. she glanced back over her shoulder to what was left of her costume.. he had torn it off her afterall- I’m not sure what I’m going to wear?.. but yes.. I think.. we need to get out of here for a little while.. .. she released her hold on his hand there as she moved across to the dresser.. picking up the second vial there.. the one that had not been used.. reaching across to give it to him- .. please.. .. it was her way of asking him to get rid of it.. -
(10:56:14 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He had planned this out to virtually the smallest detail… As they were growing up, it was the one book she had with her all the time, and she used to walk up to him and thrust it into his chest… She would grab his hand then and drag him off somewhere, usually this very little clearing here, curl up in the sunshine and grass with her head on his lap… Just asking him to read it to her… They spent hours there, his hand would strike through that short white hair, then as she grew through her soft blond and then settling on lavender locks… He would read the whole book to her in a day, mimicking and changing his voice for different characters, pulling facial expressions to make her laugh… He knew the book back and forth and upside down and backwards… He knew she often felt like Alice, this big world around her was her Wonderland, inside her mind everything was possible… He knew out of all the things he could have done for her, all the themes and styles, this one was the one that was hers… Just hers… It meant something to them together. He hoped it would help her remember happier days, the days spent in sunshine and rain, her head always in his lap and the sound of his voice in her ears… The looks on her face, the motions she made, as if she were afraid she was going to wake up or that her heart was going to go thundering out of her chest… He knew he had done right.*”I love you Bells…”*He said randomly, out of the blue, almost too soft to be heard. She turned to him then, saying she loved him, that he had her whole heart for her whole life. He couldn’t resist pulling her in and up, giving himself a good firm squeeze of her lovely ass, not caring anymore… OR rather, not so much that he didn’t care, but he wouldn’t try to hid how he was feeling or what he wanted… He said it was good that she did, because she had his heart from the age of five, seeing her smile was amazing… He closed the door behind him and it was when all the enchantments started to activate, things that were going to go off only when Sybelle entered, so much of this was geared just for her… Everyone she knew as a child, everyone that mattered to them now, plus his side of the family of a sort… The whole place was overflowing with good feelings and love, full of adoration and sunlight, and it was just what was needed to chase away the lingering sadness of the winter to come. She pulled him in and whispered a thank you to him, giving his hand a squeeze, the two of them catching Pia go head long into a mushroom there… Oh they were made so that they would pop up in random places, meant to trick and tease the unwary, to cause even the most stingy person at the party to laugh and just let go. Pia turning a shade of lavender from head to toe made him laugh and that little thing rolled with it, singing as she chased the other kids now, so many screaming in glee and spreading out. By lunch they would be perfectly passed out, Mina and Vivian would settle down and relax, and all the grown ups would settle down to some slightly stronger than normal punch and perhaps a few dances… Dinner would roll around while it was still early and there would be toasts and revelations, hopes for a new year and new season, new announcements and anything that might add to the bright joyful mood. He lead Sybelle to a seat as Queen of the tables, a spread he was sure would tempt her, telling her she had to stay there… He had an artist come over to paint scenes of the event, random little pictures that they would hang in their new house together, to remind them of the happy day this was. The painter dealt with the chaos amazingly well, easily painting around the interruptions and keeping true to the source, knowing this portrait would be hung in the bedroom of the married couple so it needed to be… Spectacular by his own standard. All the while she was often spoke to, compliments on the venue, how wonderful it was to be invited… She was showered with praise and affection, both for herself and her family, but her husband as well. On the spread before her as she reached for something bubbly, she would have a few different options, everything out at the moment child friendly of course… There was apple cider, sparkling cider, sparking cranberry juice, sparkling white and red grape as well… It was the equivalent of kiddy wine for the most part, several little ones taking up their glasses and imitating their parents elegance at various parties, others pretending to be drunk and swaying across the soft velvet like grass. He had then sped off and left her there with the artist, going on stage with Jacob and Ace, all three of them singing together. Oh it was a blast, people were flooding onto the dance floor, cheering and dancing in circles or couples, some in a circle that dipped in and out of each other. He had backed up off of the stage when it was done, right onto a rump mushroom, and the cheeky thing had a mind to get groovy on his backside and make it out as if he was wriggling his booty. He just laughed and existed, stage right, doing his best not to hit someone with the boogie grooving fungus. Pia had seen it and just couldn’t resist, taking a flying jump and landing on top of it, bouncing along and laughing hysterically. The other children wanted to try to get on as well, causing him to suddenly look like a rather awkward mama duck with a flood of goslings behind her, laughing and having to work a little as Pia suddenly had two other mated up there and it was starting to wear on his not so choochoo caboose. He had just lost the little ones and the evil rump shaking mushroom a few feet before he got to her, earing several oomphs as little ones hit the deck and ran off, looking for that particular mushroom. He came as she bid him, settling in the chair next to her, pushing back his top hat with his bushy long black hair starting to look truly mad now… He laughed, smiling as he linked his hands with hers, moving in to return her kiss… There was a flood of spoons tapping the sides of teacups, all very traditional when the new husband and wife are caught kissing, which they apparently had been! He breathed in the smell of her, the sparkling fizzy drink she had been drinking, the smile on her lips as the rested their foreheads together… The artists set the original painting to the side and with a flurry of rapid movements, sought to capture this moment, fragile and beautiful… *”You love me, right?”*He would say with a soft smile..*”Then that’s all I need… I can’t imagine anyone who deserves this more. Just have fun, let go, don’t see this as something you have to pay back… See it for the wedding party it is..”
(10:56:24 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *Things were kicking into a high gear of sorts, couples and groups of friends were heading off to croquet, the sounds of laughter and either yells of success or groans of disappointment could be heard. The entire time the dancefloor was always packed, everything from the waltz to the foxtrot, right on down to tap dance and tango…The band was flexible, and though they weren’t perfect, they were perfect for this event… However, too many people were sitting down, not enough were up and enjoying themselves… The party was specifically made with the intent of everyone having fun, and you can’t have fun sitting on your buttox at the table, even if you are stuffing your face with food. So, out of the surrounding areas and the trees, down came little helpers, the number two pencil birds… Each rump they saw sitting down would suddenly get a piece of lead on their posterior, not enough to be mean, but enough to make someone jump out of their seat. Those who jumped up were targeted by various other toys and creatures in the area, all intent on everyone having a good time, no one sitting too long. *
Story Teller
Roll a Twenty Sided Dice.
1-5: When you jump up from your seat by a rather surprising poke to the posterior, one of the many fairies flitting about the area would suddenly douse you with neon pink glitter. At first nothing happens, you can dust it off of your face, it comes off easily… But after thirty seconds you have the most overwhelming, uncontrollable urge to go to that dance floor, and shake what your mama gave you. Sadly, the dust does not make you a great dancer, nor does it improve your moves. At least with the dust you don’t care how silly you might look, as far as you are concerned, you are burning up the floor boards!
6-10: You get a sudden shock to your rear by one of the Number two’s, causing you to jump straight up, and right into one of the bird cages. Two budgies would fly out of them and settle on your person, causing the bird cage to hunt you to get it’s budgies back. No matter how you try to brush them off, the budgies stay with you, and all you can do is try to outrun the bird cage. IT will chase you until it gets the birds back, meaning you have to be either very creative, or let it eat you and you have to wear the cage for five minutes!
11-15: You are poked in the rumpus room and when you turn to see who is there, you find yourself looking at a rather peculiar creature, a frog in a red suit who is holding out a tray of cookies and drinks that are cleverly labled eat me and drink me. If you scored 11-13 you will take the cookie, and some random appendage of your choice will suddenly grow quite large. 14-15 You will take the drink me, which turns you in a child version of yourself, complete with proper sized clothing for five minutes.
16-20: You take a hit to the back end only to find no one near you, turning back to look a the table you would see a tea cup full of something that would look like liquid sunlight and so very tasty! Once you drink it, you find you can not speak, but only sing… And not just an songs, but either ones from the Alice in Wonderland book, or the opera complete with some very high notes… It does not make you sound better, it just makes you THINK you do, just like alcohol.
(11:57:11 )
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°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *The only other person who saw him like this had been Ace, and even then not the entire full effect, just parts of it… With Sydel it was different, all that glamour was gone, and he stood before her as he had been born… Perhaps it was because of this that his mother had abandoned him, he certainly didn’t look normal, and really who wants to take care of a child of rape who comes out looking like hes half lizard man. What was harder was showing the scars… It was one thing to have scales and red hair, that was had enough, but his golden skin was marred and scarred up in a lot of ways… The whips on his back were from when he had gone sailing, spending a few years on the sea, traveling the world after the Roman empire fell to ruin… He had been useless on a ship at first, and his familiarity with command, his pride… His refusal to do menial labour had gotten him more than one set of forty lashed, some of them slicing down to the bone, the scars there jagged and puckered… The one down his chest was a lot uglier… Bigger… Darker by nature… When he was younger, he had tried to find his father, to seek out some sort of familial love of any sort… His father was more than a little mad, he was off his rocker and obsessed with domination, so when his son had come up to see him it was just another meat sack… His father had attacked, raking his claws down his chest and gutting him, leaving him to die… Yeah… His dad was fucking CHARMING. Real Winner! The cigarette burns… Were from Vanima… She thought it was hot to have a smoke while he fucked her, then right before he came, she would stick that cigarette down into his skin while he orgasmed. She got really creative with him… He hurt being this raw though, to be seen as anything than perfect, anything less that fucking flawless… He was Nautilous, the Golden Petal, the Amber God of Pleasure… He was supposed to be the ideal male… And here he stood before her with blood red hair down to the floor that was straighter than a ruler, blackened scales, scars covering up most of his body… It was a laugh, it ruined him, left him feeling almost violated… He watched her as she took it all in, her mouth dropping open, blinking… Well… That was new… He never thought Sydel would see anything to shock her like that. When she stood to come towards him, he almost flinched but he stood firm, made himself stand still as she looked him over from every angle… What did she see when she looked him? He let her touch him, move him this way and that as she wanted, though the kiss to his forehead was unexpected… Her words more so… He didn’t… See… Anything beautiful when he looked at his skin or his body… His hair was that filthy shade of red he always hated, how it made him stand out so much, people using it as an excuse to taunt him as an orphan… His eyes were that strange gold colour, making him really look like his father then, those golden eyes were purely dragon genetics… His hands feet and skin were the worst though, there was no way to hide them without wearing gloves and thick boots, the most obvious sign of what he was and why his mother had rejected him… But that rejection alone is what fucked him up so badly in the first place.*”Your welcome..”*He would say gruffly, softly, his cheeks flaring red as he looked to the side there… Her hand wrapping about his own, unafraid, unshirking of the claws or the scales… She pressed that soft kiss there and she kind of broke something in him, maybe a preconceived notion, maybe a self-fulfilling prophesy? She broke away from her then as he said they needed to go out for a while, that they needed to just get out of the house, go to the party and just let loose for a but… She agreed with him, though she stated she had nothing to wear, and he had indeed shredded the ever loving fuck out of her dress… She hadn’t been breathing through, so the last fucking thing he cared about was a damn costume, specially tailored or not… She handed him the vial then and he wasted no time, coming to her window and pulling the plug, letting it all fall out into the grass beneath her window… He simply dropped the vial after it was empty, coming back to lean against the window ceil, long red hair covering half his body as he thought about it.*”You are the Queen of Hearts… I’m your King… I don’t think there is anything wrong with taking a few… Liberties with your costume… “*He just kicked the mess of what was left to the side, summoning from the magical energies about them, focusing them on her… He used the fabric there, shifted it, turned it into velvet and silk, the colors from black to a stunning blood red and rich vibrant golds… He gave her a full skirt of blood red velvet that would give her easy range of motion with her legs, the layers of silk tulle under it would feel like a dream against her legs and whisper like a secret as she walked… There was gold panels in the skirt that gave it motion and flare, kept her from looking like a damn bell or worse, a mushroom. He added to hip pads on the sides to give her the illusion of fulsome hips, the red and gold design of them incredibly sharp … The top of the dress was fucking naked, period… It was open along her bare belly and up, just coming in to cup and caress her tits like a second skin, invisible tape holding it on her to keep her from having a nipple slip… It flared into an elaborate collar about her neck and shoulders that would set off and frame her beauty and what ever jewellery they put her in, which he already had an idea of… From there it came out about the shoulders with another double set of pads that would match the ones on her hips, highlighting how slender, how delicate she was… Long sleeves that came down to a kimono style end with the ends trailing some feet behind her… He used bit more magic to keep it warm but also light, not something that would drag her down or make her feel as if she weighed a thousand tonnes. He then summoned forth two pieces of jewellery, rubies and diamonds, blood on the snow… They were stupid fucking lush, were talking buy a fucking village and everyone in it kind of stuff… The necklace was packed with all that ice, the ends tipped with rubies and others spread out through it… He would fasten it about her neck, seeing it glitter there against her snow white skin, flashing brilliant fire… The crown was split down the middle, crushed red velvet inside, and encrusted with diamons all over and a massive chicken egg sized ruby in the middle… He sat that up on her head, making sure it sat right, adjusting it just a bit here and there.*”Do your make up and if you can manage it, your eye colour too… Just don’t waste too much effort, it’s too much on you and the baby at once, it’s not worth it…”
(12:11:13 )
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°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
: *His was a lot simpler… Black leather pants, black velvet skin tight shirt with a high turtle neck, black boots… There was a set of scale armour over the top of it, settling a little high and wide on his chest, molding to his broad muscular frame perfectly. He slid on the skirt of armour afterwards, the plates of it setting against his ass and groin as well as the outer thighs… He pulled on the back silk cloak then, fastening it on his shoulders, adjusting the heart shaped clasps on his chest that held it in place, tugging it about until it sat perfectly. He pulled up the red heart eyepatch and using a little spirit glue, fastened it over one of his eyes, a little glamor to make it look as if he had a scar over it. He had to put gloves on though, people were going to freak the fuck out if he didn’t, summoning up a pair of blood red leather gloves that came up his arms to his elbow… A bit of cologne and he was good to go, looking over at her, leaning against the counter before he shifted… Coming to stand before her, kneeling at her feel h would press in against her skirts, resting his pointed ear against her belly… He just held her like that for some minutes, just listening to her, wishing he could hear the little life in there… He would shift his head then and press a soft kiss over it, his forehead pressing int the perfectly flat flesh there, knowing she wouldn’t show for months yet if she showed at all…*”Hello baby… We love you…”*Simple… But it was from the heart. He would stand then, holding his hand out for her, waiting for her to take it before they would leave. It would be a short trip there for them, they were the closest to it out of everyone, simply walking hand in hand. There was just one key left on the door, the place was just packed, the sounds coming from inside were sounds of true laughter and enjoyment… He would take the key and open the door, walking into a huge Alice in Wonderland fairy tale, trailing Sydel just behind him… He paused, no one really noticed them which was good, he wasn’t sure he wanted to be noticed yet… He took Sydel off to the side there where it was a bit less packed, observing everyone as they ran about in a kind of… Controlled madness.*
(18:16:03 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..he had sung to her.. the three of them in a chorus there sending more than a couple of those girls wild.. and why not.. three very attractive gentleman up on stage singing the sweetest sing she had ever heard.. before he was attacked by a random mushroom there.. Pia latching on and then the children all toddling on behind wanting a ride too oh she couldn’t help the laughter.. she had not laughed so much in a very.. very long time.. it felt nice.. she was near to tears.. having to wipe her fingers beneath her lashes every so often.. when he finally was free she drew him to her by reaching out for him.. waiting till he settled down to sit before she pulled him in for a kiss.. it was soft and sweet and extremely loving.. their forehead coming to rest there as she told him of her love.. and thanks for all of this.. he told her he couldn’t imagine anyone who deserved it more than she did.. to not seeit as something she had to repay but for the wedding party that it was.. Ahh but she would repay in some way.. most assuredly..it was all so precious really.. people were having an absolute ball around her.. wether ir was dancing.. or singing.. playing a touch of croquet .. or even just eating and drinking till their hearts were content.. she hadn’t eaten a lot over the day even with all the sweets around her.. by rights she should have been stuffing her face.. she put it down to the sheer excitement of everything.. not knowing what was coming next.. her heart was racing there in her chest.. the birds though she caught them coming down from the trees there.. hovering about those who were seated at this point which was a fair chunk.. she felt the poke to her butt.. she squeaked and leapt to her feet..rubbing back where the bird had struck as she blinked.. laughing a little.. turning to watch it have a bit of a cackle Roll(1d20)+0:
15,+0 Total:15 before the tray would be offered there by the frog in a red suit no less.. her fingers hovered over what was on offer.. eating was not an option.. she just didn’t have it in her and she was compelled to take the drink.. the little bottles were undeniably precious afterall.. plucking up one of those bottles as she twisted the cap.. the frog just poofing into purple smoke afterwards.. making her blink as she drank the liquid down.. turning to glance toward the dance floor.. catching sight of more than a few jumping and running to the music..peculiar.. and suddenly she lost a great deal of height.. shrinking down to an eight year old version of herself.. complete with little blue dress.. her hair was not as long.. but it was purple.. it settled nearer to her shoulders as she looked down over herself properly.. - .. Oh.. oh heck.. .. her hands rose to her cheeks there before she looked at her hands.. tiny hands.. still holding that ring though it had resized so it wouldn’t tumble off.. she laughed there and shook her head.. oh it felt odd.. and wrong.. and so very funny all at the same time.. she looked a lot like Aysil in that moment.. just shorter.. and not quite so pale.. Pia thought it was hilarious.. taking a running leap to hug her from behind they were closer to the same height now-
(18:16:10 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: .. he opened himself up to her then.. he dropped the glamour.. allowing her to look upon him at his most vulnerable.. he had seen her.. at her true age.. with all the youth regenerative blood removed from her system and how she was just frail .. and he stayed at her side.. he remained with her.. he still loved her regardless.. but this was different.. she wasn’t doing it out of honour.. she wasn’t going it because she felt she had to.. she looked upon him there with his red hair.. his scales.. black fingernails and the scars.. she did it because she wanted to.. she found this all rather.. fascinating.. and in that moment it made a bit more sense to her.. it was as if things slotted into place.. he was like her in so many ways.. they were not average.. they were the furtherest from normal that there could be.. where he had such rich vivid colouring.. she had nothing.. she was a blank canvas.. perfectly white.. her skin never scarred.. she never blushed.. she was white.. she told him he was beautiful and he was.. she honestly felt that.. it wasn’t just to blow smoke up his ass.. she genuinely was a bit in awe of it all and he would have had to have seen it in her eyes.. even as milky and pale as they were he knew enough to be able to read her.. the corners of her lips twitched a little when she saw the blush creeping across his cheeks there.. his head turning and looking to the side.. she reached for his hand.. her own a stark contrast so pale against his scales and black nails.. but she held it no less.. with no fear or reservation.. before she lifted it up to press her lips to the back of it.. before he broke away from her.. telling her they needed to get out of the house.. that they needed to get to the party.. she commented on having nothing to wear since he practically ruined it..before she crouched down to pick up that second vial.. placing it down into his hand.. a solitary word asking for him to get rid of it for her.. before he tipped it out onto the grass.. the patch it hit burning.. nothing would ever grow in that spot.. he told her she was the queen of hearts and he was her king.. that there was nothing wrong with taking a little liberties.. before he pulled from the magic field.. conjuring up the fabrics.. the velvet and silk.. the full skirts.. the padding.. the almost nakedness to the torso.. the collar and shoulders.. and then the jewellery .. she looked down over herself when it was all complete.. her hands smoothing down over the ultra soft velvet..it was visually stunning.. it truly was.. and the colours were so strong against her pale skin.. she didn’t have to fake it with the white makeup.. it was how she was naturally.. her head tilted just a little when he slid the crown atop it.. shifting it till it nestled in there upon her head of curls.. she nodded a little when he said to do her makeup.. but to not waste too much effort.. she turned back toward the mirror there.. settling down to sit upon the small chair.. she picked up the vial of pennyroyal.. it was almost completley empty.. maybe a drop.. maybe a quarter of a drop there circling the base.. it concerned her a touch.. it struck her that she would have ingested maybe a drop of it before she passed out.. and it never took much.. a couple of drops could kill a giant dead on his feet.. her fingers trembled a little as she put the lid back on.. her free hand sliding down there to rest upon the flat of her belly.. she drew in a breath.. before she picked up the eye pencil.. the lipstick.. the fear she had she would continue till until she was told otherwise.. it would niggle there in the back of her mind.. she finished her face.. just a few touches here and there..outlining her eyes.. reddening those lips.. before she would turn to look at him there.. Ahh those leather pants should by rights have been illegal.. the whole ensemble was smashingly good.. she offered him a small smile as she moved to stand.. the pair shared a glance.. eyes just lingering upon one another before he moved to approach.. coming to kneel there before her.. her lids closed over.. her hands to the back of his head when he pressed a kiss to her stomach.. her breath audibly hitched in response to his words.. short and sweet.. her fingers curled in to his hair a little more then.. before the two of them would move to leave.. taking the short walk to the field.. coming upon the scene for all it was.. this massive fanciful fairytale affair.. the door closing behind them.. she too was glad that no one looked around to them.. she caught a glimpse of those she knew.. there was Jacob and Rose.. Ace and Garafin.. her fingers curled around his when he lead her off to the side there.. where they could observe-
(18:16:16 )
°.Chivalry isn’t Dead. °.
Dr. Jacob Anikin
...I don’t want for much..
..just my name written across her heart..
: .. his gaze lifted there to fall upon Sybelle and Diovan as they had come into the area.. it was beautiful to see them interacting together as well as they did.. he knew nothing of what had occurred.. not a stitch so everything seemed normal.. usual to him.. her reactions to the party were precious and it made him smile.. he gripped Rose’s hand a little tighter.. interlacing their fingers there as he gave it a gentle squeeze.. his other hand remained bandaged at this point..he had been tugged up on stage there.. hesitating at first though Ace did well to egg him on.. making him throw caution to the wind.. this event was not about being embarrassed or hesitant.. it was about just having fun.. and celebrating the newly married couple.. on stage the three of them sung .. him and Ace dropping in on the chorus there as he managed to have quite a laugh.. finding it all so very entertaining.. amusing even before Diovan got attacked by a mushroom and he returned to his dear soon to be wifes side.. turning to her there he took a cue from the newly weds as he too planted a sweet kiss upon her lips.. lingering there as he cradled her cheek before he would slide his good arm around her.. everything was perfect.. he wouldn’t have changed anything.. just in that moment.. everyone he loved and cared for was there.. well almost everyone.. one of his Mothers had yet to arrive and Nautilous much the same.. not having come into view yet.. he would always have a love for Sydel.. she’d done a lot for him and if it weren’t for her sacrifices he would not have been there..and then of Nautilous.. he may as well have been a Father really.. he helped him out perhaps more than he realised .. he loved Diovan.. he was growing to know more and more there and the pair of them were sharing time together and growing into a certain kind of familiarity.. but he felt he could lean on Nautilous if he needed to.. he accepted the darkness that he knew was there.. he had witnessed some of it.. so he had one up on Sybelle in that regard.. but he knew.. deep down that Nautilous would never hurt him.. he lifted his cup and spoon there to chime it against when the married couple kissed.. the whole place ringing out loudly there before the merriment continued.. until those naughty birds came into play.. scooching everyone from their seats with cries and squeaks.. he too lept up suddenly feeling that poking bird attacking his ass there Roll(1d20)+0:5,+0Total:5.. Oh the glitter he was just showered with it.. he looked like a kewpie carnival doll.. just coated in the stuff.. he sneezed and shook it out of his hair there.. having a bit of a laugh before he went to sit back down.. Oh but no.. oh no.. he couldn’t there was that sudden compulsion to get to that dance floor there.. his brows furrowed.. looking in an almost laughable panic at his dear wife to be before his feet took him to that planned out area.. and he just couldn’t stop ..he just danced.. partner or not.. he learnt a great deal of moves from Garafin so he knew a little more than the basics of most of the more traditional dances.. so if anyone did indeed wish to join in.. oh he wasn’t about to say no.. he just laughed at himself.. he couldn’t help it.. it was insanely silly.. he never Ever did this.. even when he was drunk he just generally passed out.. but this was a whole new level of crazy-
(18:16:22 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. she had poked and prodded him for a good solid half an hour at least to get him to put that mask on.. and he did relent in the end.. but only when the newly married couple arrived.. he slid it into place there and bowed his head to Sybelle and Diovan.. having a bit of a laugh behind it.. a bit of a shake of his head.. Ahh the woman would be the death of him he was sure of it.. the morning and lunch went perfectly.. swimmingly even.. there was copius amounts of food.. a little liquor but not enough to make anyone drunk to ruin things.. just enough to shake off nerves and make some of the more.. stoic few relax.. he took Diovans cue when he was going up to the stage.. pushing Jacob to come along with him.. he’d never been hesitant of being infront of a crowd of people.. he’d done it often.. more than he realised from his youth.. the three of them sung that sweet tune to the lady of the hour.. or er the day no less.. before Jacob settled back there to sit with Rose.. gliding his mask up to sit ontop of his head for the moment..he plucked out a cigarette there.. sliding it between his lips as he took a drag from it.. it wasn’t too heavy.. nothing that would set him on his ass.. but it was something that he needed.. thoughts shifting to the guards he had seen back at the house.. and how the surgeon was instructed to sever those nerves.. oh he was insanely pissed off with his father.. but now was not the time to be drudging all that up.. he caught a glimpse of Nautilous and Sydel arriving in all their finery.. he inclined his head.. offering a nod there and a bit of a wave.. he wouldn’t move to approach.. letting them settle off to the side.. before that damn bird started attacking everyone.. making every fly out of their seats.. one by one.. the girls squeaking.. the guys crying out.. glitter bombs going off left right and centre.. he watched Sybelle shrink into a smaller child.. he watched Jacob suddenly and without reservation cut loose.. that made his brow rise.. what in the ever living hell.. did someone put something in his drink?.. he was nearly set off his feet when he felt that sharp sting to his backside.. he reached around clambering to get a hold on that blasted bird before it took off laughing like they did.. Roll(1d20)+0:13,+0Total:13 he shook his head and went back to his cigarette there..the gentleman frog appeared there before him.. he waved him off he didn’t want no damn cookie or drink.. but no.. he found himself reaching for the biscuit no less.. odd.. he didn’t feel hungry.. shrugging it off he popped it between his lips and devoured that in no time flat.. leaning against one of the fence posts that had been put into place.. he swatted at a fairy that kind of hung about there before he suddenly had that wash over him.. that magical flood and his head got really quite heavy.. he reached up to scratch at the back of his neck only to find his head had grown substantially.. like someone had blown up a balloon.. his mask having falling back into place making him look all kinds of peculiar.. a Big rabbit head on a small mans body.. he blinked.. reaching up to rub his hands across his face.. what the fuck?!.. he caught Pia looking at him with her mouth wide open.. pointing before he grinned ..and he took off after her.. she just squealed in delight and ran-.
(18:30:27 )
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°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *He had been sitting next to Sydel there, the two of them watching everything, but not actively trying to sabotage it… Instead they just relaxed, nibble on the food and drink, laughing when someone hit a mushroom and suddenly decided the worm was back in fashion on the dance floor or when someone walked by looking like the most disturbing shade of green he had ever seen… He was suddenly prodded in the ass which had his scarlet red brow rising, looking back behind him but no one was there, wondering if Sydel had poked him. (Roll(2d20)+0: 19,+0 Total:19)The cup was suddenly before him, and he felt utterly compelled to drink it, lifting it to his lips and finding it tasted just like cherry red coolaid with ice on a hot summer day… Odd… He loved that drink… He shrugged it off and set the empty cup down. He went so far as to ask her but instead of a question, he started to belt out a song from the opera Les Misreables, taking on the role of Jean Val Jean as a slave. He slapped a hand over his mouth with the one eye showing wide. He swallowed, tugged at his collar, and tried again… Nope!*”Look Down! Look Down! Don’t look them in the eye!”*He stopped, just gawking, his jaw agape. It wasn’t every day someone pulled a fast one on him, but this right here was perfect, it hit him and didn’t even leave a trace. He started to laugh, but even that laugh was exaggerated, as one would see on the stage. Which only made him laugh harder, which made it even WORSE, until he was virtually holding his sides and slapping his hand down on the table as he struggled to get himself under control. He knew Sydel would think he had lost his mind! Hell, they all knew he was off his nut, but normally not so openly! It seemed to get getter the more he sang, so he belted out a few lines of not the opera, but rather the Cabbages and Kings song from Alice in Wonderland. Only when he was done did it seem to fade. He would look to Sydel, his face cracking a bit of a grin there, telling her to not drink anything that looked too good to be true… His mother had spiked the punch for them.*
(18:30:33 )
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..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She had been seated between Jacob and Ace, all of them just having a blast, the happy mood was perfectly infectious here and she wouldn’t have changed it for the world! She was teasing Ace about not putting his mask on, pointing out that Jacob had slipped into his role perfectly, puffing away at his pipe that left floating vowels on the air… She herself had her cat ears and whiskers, complete with a moving tail that hurt when it got tugged on, as poor Pia discovered when she accidentally gave it a good yank. Her yipe of pain had startled Pia and the two cuddled up close before Pia was soothed down by the three of them, sending her back off to run about like a completely perfect maniac. Ace finally put the mask on which just had her thrilled to no end, his gravely threat to get her back for it later had her laughing, winking at him and telling him ‘promises promises!’. She was settling down, probably the happiest she had been since before Jacob left to go to war, her mood as bright an infectious as sunlight. It was while she was taking a drink of some of that deliciously thick and unique hot chocolate that she was suddenly stabbed in the back end, causing her to choke on her cocoa, spluttering into her cup and getting chocolate all over her top lip. (Roll(2d20)+0:4+0 Total:4.) She turned to see a wee little fairy there, smiling at her little companion and about to offer a piece of sweet when she was suddenly blasted in the face by a batch of bright pink glitter that made her blink and sneeze her head off suddenly. She just started to laugh there, wiping her top lip and brushing off the glitter, saying she must have offended one of them somehow! A few seconds later though her foot started to tap quickly, she had a set of ants in her pants, and the band was playing some real fast swing jazz baby! She HAD to dance! Jacob was hit with the same bomb she had been and she was so grateful for it too, she took Jacobs hand and the two of them sped off to the dance floor. She lead him in the steps of a fast paced fox trot, heels flying and legs kicking, laughing ensuing from all there as everyone just had a blast.*
(18:30:52 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He had just sat down next to Sybelle for a minute, refreshing her drink, trying to encourage her to at least nibble on some of the vast array of sweet things… He was about to take a strawberry and sneak it to her in a kiss when he was suddenly poked in the rump, swallowing the strawberry whole and having to take a gasp of air, rubbing his throat and laughing. (Roll(2d20)+0:14+0 Total:14)He looked down to see one of the little frog enchantments with the eat me, drink me ones and he instantly groaned, this was something his mother had helped him with… These were her enchantments, and he had no idea what they did, he only knew from the book that no good ever came from those two! He picked the bottle, figuring that shirking down was better than growing huge, finding the drink to taste like liquid hibiscus tea and blueberries. He smacked his lips a bit in appreciation, though he wondered why all of a sudden everyone got a bit larger, figuring it was just like the book… He expected his clothes to get bigger but they didn’t, they fit just fine which, thank the Gods. Last thing he needed to do was go about streaking as his clothes fell off! He was laughing, going for his drink when he saw his hand, the small little five year old fingers..*”MOOOOOOOM!”*He suddenly hoolared out in a childs voice, far from puberty so it was too damn cute to hear, his face round and his body adorably chubby. He had to wriggle to get out of his seat, or try to, his mother laughing from down the table from him. She waved him off, blowing him a kiss, saying she always thought he was EXPECIALLY adorable at that age! He finally hit the ground and made a bee line for his mother, watching her get up and pick up the long silk skirt and start to run from him, laughing brightly as people around them just erupted into peals of laughter at the way too cute scene of the little mad hatter chasing his mother.*
(18:36:37 )
??ƒironiil?
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
- Is In Story Teller Mode - says to ALL: This was just the first run of the surprises in store. It was all getting into swing, but it was no where near the highlight reel yet, this was just the warm ups. Couples all of the place were either singing completely off tune, some couldn’t seem to carry a tune in a bucket to save their lives, and others just shocked those around them with how great they sounded. There were couples who suddenly took to the dance floor, willing or not, all of them cutting up quite the rug… Or thinking they were! Some of the dances were completely on the fly, arms moving in the most random of ways, butts swinging and people holding their nose and wriggling on the way down.. Others were doing the mashed potato, some the twist, others did what could only be described as disco-like… Others were far more graceful, very comfortable on the dance floor, doing things like the square dance, foxtrot and samba… There were plenty of people who were running about, trying to dodge the flying bird cages, some even going so far as to try to magic the budgies off. All too no avail, those cages got their birds back, and more than a few people put straws in their drinks so they could continue on. Miss Mina and Marabelle had gotten caged, Garafin saying that he never expected them to be basket cases, which got Marabelle to chase Garafin around with that cage on her head which just looked too funny not to laugh at.
The Butter and Bread flies were beginning to carry around their jars of jam and the enchanted spoons, randomly flinging it at people, and each time it struck it would have a certain effect on the person who got hit with it. It was a flying arsenal!
Roll One 20 Sided Dice
1-5: You find yourself with a glob of jam suddenly smacking you, bingo, right between the eyes! The scent of strawberries would suddenly hit, and then the charm would take effect, causing the victim to suddenly have an urge to run about and count every cup on the tables, yelling “Move Down Move Down” at the tables with an even number, or singing A Very Merry Unbirthday to those that were odd. This goes on for either five minutes, or someone puts the jam on their nose.
6-10: The glob of jam from the aerial assault team would land smack right onto the cheek of this victim. This time it was blue berry, and once the smell was caught, the person would find a sudden urge to tickle someone, anyone, so long as they are close.. This will go on until someone tickles them back, or one of the people they are tickling beg off.
11-15: This one doesn’t go for a more regular, easy to find target, these bread and butter flies were out for syrup! These were peach jam, and they were making their way for the money shots, aiming for every posterior they could find! Once this one hit it would transform the person into one of the mushrooms that were tormenting people, popping up all over the place at the most random moments, allowing them to take targets and hopefully nail someone! This effect lasts until someone comes in contact with you. Victim may choose one of the following. A colour changing mushroom, a stick to your rump mushroom, or a spontaneous urge to dance mushroom. If one rolls a perfect fifteen you may pick the effect of your own desire.
16-20: These were more of a bane to the ladies, these ones were aiming for all breasts, big and small! Any lady who took a glob of the jam between their sweater bunnies, the would find themselves in fact turned into bunnies! All sorts of colours from pure white to tiger stripped and everything in between. This lasts for five minutes, there is no way out of it, and while in that form you find yourself laying Cadbury eggs in brightly coloured foil to the delight of children and adults alike!*
(19:28:59 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: .. she was almost beside herself when she shrunk down to wee little Miss 8.. her hair that shorter turning progressively more and more purple as she got older.. the blonde highlights slowly fading.. she heard him calling out to his Mother.. or.. well she heard someone.. a young boy.. turning then as she caught a glimpse of him there and she just about fell on her ass.. laughing quietly as she held her head on her hands.. oh it was all far to precious.. being able to watch him chasing his Mother around like that.. Oh it was something she would not soon forget.. she saw Jacob and Rose cutting it on the dance floor..together hand in hand.. Wow.. that was impressive.. very impressive..her sharply pointed ears took in the sounds of someone singing.. she turned to glance over her shoulder.. catching sight of Nautilous there.. him and Sydel laughing there.. she chewed on the inside of her lip there a moment before there was a flash of something .. someone else catching her attention when she needed it.. Ace with his massive round head being held up by what seemingly looked like a much smaller body.. chasing Pia around as she squealed and laughed.. Oh it was all far to precious.. it really was.. before she knew it though she had poofed back into her usual size.. stretching her legs out there as she sat down in the soft grasses she wasn’t in any great hurry to get back up.. it was nice just sitting.. watching everyone having so very much fun.. her hands slid around behind her.. rubbing at the sides of her neck..for as easy as the moments were making her forget.. little things like seeing him seated there across from her was making her remember.. she would have to come to terms with it.. the bread and butterflies came out en-masse though and suddenly.. she recalled seeing a few of them when she arrived but not quite this many.. Oh and they had pots of jam .. Roll(1d20)+0:4,+0Total:4 her brow rose there before she got smacked with that sweet sticky strawberry jam.. right between the eyes.. she whined a little.. reaching up to collect it there upon her fingers.. ohhh it was sweet.. the scent was so strong and she could almost taste it.. the compulsion hit her.. the need to count all those cups on the tables.. all those random designs.. the saucers.. coming to the end of one table there as she got to around fifty or so before she started laughing.. waving people on.. telling them to move down.. .. Clean cup, clean cup, move down, move down, clean cup, clean cup, move down! .. she would cry out.. unable to stop the words from spilling from her mouth there regardless of wether she reached to cover it.. Garafin settled into the other end of that very same table.. having both been struck by the same butterfly..he was pointing at her though with a grin as they Both told people to move down.. everyone at that table was frightfully confused but laughing none the less.. it was like a game of musical chairs-
??Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He woke the next morning feeling like fat nasty ass troll had used his mouth for a bathroom and left their offspring in his head to thumb and bang about. He rolled over and groaned, holding his head between his hands and feeling like he was going to be sick, sitting up in bed with his head hanging between his knees. After a few minutes he stood in the pure black of dark night still, it was four AM and he had a place to be, to put on the last touches and greet those that were going to be meeting up with him... He walked on silent feet to the bathroom, putting his head under the faucet and letting the ice cold water fall over his head, soothing the pounding there… Sybelle kept the medicine cabinet well stocked bless her, and he opened it up, pulling out the willow bark and marshmallow root… Headache and stomach cure guaranteed… He took them both, chewed them up, swallowed them down with a chaser of a glass of water. He kept the house pitch black, missing her letter there on the table, the little unopened gifts… He was focused on the party he had for her, the thing he had planned for the last week, drew in everyone she loved to help him out… He pulled out the clothes he had packed away, his mad hatter costume and the pots of make up, his silk top hat and the boots… He grabbed one of the cross buns she had made with a wedge of cheese and some dried salmon and he was out the door, not a trace or a sound to give him away, as silent as the sandman. He ate while he walked, his mind being the stubborn thing it was kept pushing back to what he had seen, and he stubbornly pushed it away… Fact was that if she wanted to have his brother’s kid then that was their choice… He had only just found out he could have children himself after all, he couldn’t blame her for wanting a guarantee success versus the very iffy chance with him… He could justify it a million times over in his head, but admittedly it didn’t take the pain away, they had only been married a couple of weeks… He bit into the breakfast he brought with him, choosing to walk rather than ride, yawning in the icy cold morning… It was going to snow… Or it felt like it at least, he hadn’t felt it get this cold this early in the season without it, at least so far as his memory served. It was colder than a snow mans ass today too, his breath came out in white clouds in the dark, finding is way by the waning moonlight… Some might call him a coward… A wimp… A man who was pussy whipped by his wife… Whatever… Let them say what they wanted to… The fact was… Nothing would ever hurt him as bad as it had hurt to find out she died giving birth to their son… He had lived twenty years of a half life without her, missing her with every beat of his heart, he could fucking well survive this… He took it as a learning lesson, that he needed to not let her baby him, to get a grip on himself… He had his hang ups, but he wasn’t going to let them ruin their sex life, and obviously he was fucking up somewhere there… He didn’t think it could be his looks, no way, he wasn’t a bad looking guy at all… She just… She needed something from him in bed… She needed him to be able to dominate her, something he had been afraid of doing because of her past, but fuck… Maybe it was time to stop letting that shit stop him, and work on giving her what she wanted, what she needed versus what he thought she did… All of this and more was running through his sleepy, hung over, proper fucked up head… He chewed through breakfast like a man who ate to live, not lived to eat, often scratching his head and yawning so often he thought bats might roost in there… He saw Garafin off to the side there, yawning as much as he was, laughing when he said he owed him one… That crawling out of bed at this unholy hour with a nice warm thing in bed next to him was downright sinful… He couldn’t help the chuckle, he could only imagine how hard it was to leave Marabelle there, a girl as sweet as the fruit she was named after… Especially knowing that she was pregnant, he knew that if Sybelle was pregnant with his, he would try to find a million reasons never to leave.*”Yeah yeah, I owe you big time for everything, when the winter ranges come up you know for a fact your going to make a killing off of me when my boys come back.”*He laughed when Garafin said that was no where near worth it, the two of them talking back and forth as they made their way to the clearing, seeing the band on horseback coming up to their left… Sybelle hadn’t been in bed with him when he woke up… Her side was neat, untouched, cold… She normally cuddled in so close… He had no idea what kept her away, but admittedly he wasn’t in the right frame of mind to really want her there, he was a fucking mess last night… He had literally pushed himself to getting so royally fucked up he had blacked out in bed and spent the night in a drug induced coma for the most part. Still, he had made up his mind, and he was going to stick with it… He waved to the band and as they got closer, he saw little lights starting to flare up here and there, tea cups with glowing balls of light like liquid sun inside them… He smiled despite himself, he had spent a whole week getting all of this done, he had worked so damn hard… Garafin commented on it, making him laugh, shrugging the pack on his back a bit.*”Well I am going to be getting her in a few hours, will still be plenty dark out, and the lights give it all a little bit of an Alice in Wonderland theme… Just wait till it hits noon… That’s when things really start to get fun… Thank the Gods I had my whole life at a bachelor till now, gave me a chance to save up and spoil my wife, otherwise Id be plum broke!”*Yeah… Favors and Funds had been poured into this for her, but she was worth it to him, just to see her face light up and smile would be everything he needed… After a while the grass became trimmed up, cut nice and even, like a carpet of green velvet… Here and there one could see eyes peeking out, blinking, some like owls and other like cats, a pair even bespectacled… There began a red path, leading up to the main area, twisting and turning around some of the trees that played peek a boo with the lights ahead…*
(20:11:38 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *They got to a line of tables there, each one swagged out in silk and chiffon in only the brightest happy colours, the posts giant pencils with eye glasses, each one seeming to follow a person as they walked by. He set his pack down, Garafin himself would be going home soon to get Marabelle and the children with Mina, all of them getting ready together and to arrive in costume… He was the only one who would be in costume first, and Garafin was here to help him put the make up on, something he couldn’t do himself without looking like a two silver whore. He stripped down while the band went to the large wooden platform that had been erected over the chessboard themed dance floor, knights at each corner of the board that supported the white swathed canopy… He pulled on his baggy and several inches too short pants of brown worn velvet, the stripped mismatched socks, one in black and blue with its mate in neon yellow and pink… The boots fit but they were padded around the toe so they had a large dome over the tops of them, lacing them up just over his ankles, tiding the overly large laces in big floppy bows… His shirt came next, a soft pink that was almost white with huge lace cuffs that fell over his hands, the high collar pushed flush to his neck… Around that he tied the biggest, brightest paisley pattered tie ever, a massive bow there that seemed to just barely hold its own weight. He had asked Garafin for a bit of magical assistance, just to grow his hair out for him, urging that thick blue black mass to fall down past his shoulders just a bit. He had a natural wave that wasn’t there when his hair was kept short, and with a bit of help form Garafin got it to go quite bushy at the sides. He pulled on the high, oversized top hat, a rose pink sash tied about it with the ends falling off to the side with gold tassels there. Two sharp had pins in there, one with a gold and red orb at the end, another a gaudy peacock feather which just you know, worked with the whole insane outfit. He pulled on his vest, skin tight with a diamond pattern on one side, pin striped on the other with double gold and brass buttons up the front. He pulled the suspenders in bight pink and black checkers up over his chest, taking the brown velvet blazer from Garafin then, pulling it this way and that, getting it to settle properly… The last part for him was to be the make up, which Garafin did for him perfectly… A bit of black under his eyes, making the seafoam green colour look darker, more mysterious… The tops were painted subtly, purple over one, and gold on the other which made the colour of his eyes literally jump out at a person… He had a bit of dark under his cheekbones, giving him a slightly hollow faced look, the same went around his jaw. He thanked Garafin as the man went to go and wash his hands. He called every one over then, laid out the songs for the band and when they were t be played, showing Garafin the parts he needed his help in… Then they all went to have a bit of coffee and snacks, of which Garafin had blessedly and liberally laced with whiskey, doing more for his hang over than the willow bark had. As they did that, the cooks and various pastry artists started to come, bringing with them massive boxes… He showed them where to put them all, each place had been cleared and set up ahead of time, all well discussed so it would go off without a hitch. He looked a the pocket watch he was wearing, seeing it was about time to go get Sybelle, the sun was starting to come up… He waved and headed off, going back home only to see she wasn’t there… Or at her house… He had jumped on his horse to get around faster, not finding her at any of her regular spots, nor had Rose or Ace seen her… He had one place left to go check… Her favorite but not too often used hiding spot… He headed that way as far as he could by horse before he had to go on foot, the fog thick and swirling about in the air and the ground, but he knew every step… He found her there, up in the bed in the trees, he knew because the blankets were hanging over a bit… He sighed softly, reaching out to take the hanging ladder only to find that she had pulled it up, making him slap his hand against his forehead silently… You would have thought… He rolled his neck, pulling up his sleeves a bit, tucking the lace there back in his sleeves. Her dress hanging over his shoulder and down his back through the sash over his chest full of sewing thread… He got up the tree alright, it had rough bark which gave him an easy grip, but fuck if it wasn’t hard in this damn costume! He got up high enough to see her there, curled up with Aylan, and his heart stopped beating for a minute… Why did she run? Didn’t she know she was his everything? He began to get out on the branch there, the one thick enough to support his weight.*”Alice…”*He would say, slipping into character, taking a gamble and hoping it payed off.*”Psssssst Alice! Alice Wake up…”*He got closer, making his way REALLY carefully to her bed there, knowing a fall from this height would break something badly.*”Alice, Will you Wake Up?! You are going to be late!”*He would be holding her dress out before him, the beautiful sky blue with black piping and hemline would look almost magical in the fog… IT also kept him hidden from her sight for the moment.*”You can’t be late for your very own unbirthday party!
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..the covers were draw up about her shoulders.. long lavender coloured locks just resting atop the pillow there ..her arm remained curled about Aylans tiny frame.. she drew from her magical energy for almost the entire night.. making sure he was kept warm and safe.. that should he try to move he wouldn’t fall.. that should he get a chill he would feel that soothing warmth.. she could survive worse.. she had before.. and the bitter cold of the evening and morning would be quite a reminder to her.. like a bit of a slap in the face.. bringing her back down to the stark reality of the situation.. she had drawn the ladder up.. she just wanted to be left alone.. she wanted to sit in silence as she had when she was younger and things got that little bit too tough.. and she figured no one would come for her anyway.. she didn’t hear the approach of him.. the scratching upon the bark.. the slight groaning of the branches as he moved across to her.. she stirred when he called out to her.. or well he called out to Alice.. her lids shifting just a little as she took released a breath.. drawing Aylan in that little bit closer to her as she curled up.. he would make it to the bed there.. shifting the weight distribution a little.. but it could handle it.. wouldn’t be the first time he had found her there.. her brows furrowed when he tried again.. his voice echoing through her mind there ..she murmured.. before she went to blink her eyes open.. slowly moving to focus.. though only seeing this thing hanging infront of her.. fabric.. an outfit perhaps.. before he told her she was going to be late.. she audibly gasped as she lifted her head.. picking up Aylan there..the little boy stirring and whining at being woken so suddenly.. but her immediate thoughts were that someone was with her.. and that someone had other plans.. Nautilous had warned her afterall to carry a blade and this was an occasion that she did not.. she’d left everything behind there at the house when she left so suddenly.. his voice though.. her heart took those stumbled beats as she reached cautiously forward.. pulling the dress to the side as her head tilted.. her eyes held that mixture of caution and hesitation before she would lay her eyes upon him there.. she exhaled and her shoulders sunk.. Oh thank god.. well in some respects yes.. though not all.. she didn’t expect to see him there and wasn’t sure that she really wanted to.. - .. you frightened the heck out of me.. .. she blinked.. rubbing her hand down along Aylans back there as he began to settle once more.. curling in tighter to her.. she pooled the blankets up and around him.. she was a little confused at what was going on.. before it would dawn on her that he had.. well seemingly organised something for her.. and in a theme that she knew extremely well no less.. he was dressed up .. he had a dress for her.. and he was calling her Alice.. the puzzle pieces were slotting into place.. she shook her head a little..drawing her knees up- .. I can only imagine the trouble you have gone to.. .. her lower lip trembled a little- .. but.. no.. please go and enjoy yourself.. I don’t feel like leaving this bed.. for a while.. Im not even sure how you got up here.. with all that on.. I feel sick.. physically and mentally.. and I really don’t deserve the attention you’re going to show me right now.. . she shifted Aylan a little as her head dipped down to her son there.. tears tumbling down her cheeks as she scooted down into the blankets-
(21:24:19 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He hadn’t expected to scare her. That was literally the LAST thing on his mind, all he wanted to do was wake her up, to see her laugh or… Something… Anything… But not the sudden gasp as she sat straight up and scared the cheese out of their son.*”Bells! Honey, easy, it’s just me…”*She would reach forward and he would drop the dress there to his legs, looking at her with a bit of shock on his face, he really hadn’t expected that… Then again, he wasn’t sure what to expect from her there in a moment, after all she was the one who didn’t come home that he knew of… He knew he didn’t quite look like himself, long hair all puffed out at the sides with the massive silk top hat and tassels, even make up…*”I’m sorry…”*He would reach out to run his fingers down Aylan’s head, he hadn’t known that she had him with her, he thought Garafin did… He hadn’t thought to ask… He wanted to tell her she shouldn’t have slept out here like this, not with their son, Aylan could get sick being out in this cold weather… He kept his tongue though, now wasn’t the time to pick an argument, especially not with how she was looking… He had seen that look on her face before, years and years ago, back when she had been whored out by her parents and he hadn’t known any of it… She had come to him with this look on her face, like she felt as if she were the worst thing to ever happen to Arvandor, like she was worthless… His shoulders sunk a little, hearing her words, letting his hands come to rest in his lap as he sat across from her… His voice was low and soft as he spoke, not accusing or sad, just calming…*”That’s not exactly fair is it?...Aren’t I supposed to be the one who’s hurt?”*He wouldn’t ask how she knew, Arvandor was a big city that ran a grape vine like a small village, half the time the town knew someone was pregnant before the husband even bedded her for the night. Keeping secrets here was almost impossible, and he knew that all too well, organizing what he had for her had nearly tested the last of his endurance. He had done all he could to keep it secret, and he had done it too, no one knew about today but those who had been invited… Her doing this to him though… He felt like it was a bit unfair, a big sort of bit, honestly… He had never done anything wrong to her, and before they got married, she was the only person he ever loved… Even Sydel was only once, and technically, they were the same person… He’d been a good husband, hadn’t he? Sure, he had a hang up or two in bed, but it wasn’t as if he didn’t please her… He’d been nothing but good to her… So why was she the one who got to sulk and he had to pull his shit together for their family? He knew why… Because he was her Husband, and he promised to stand by her through everything, and that if she tried to pull away he would take that ribbon about her wrist and pull her back in…*”When you agreed to marry me… We promised that we would let nothing sever our ties… If one of us tried to pull away, the ribbon about our wrist would pull us back together, binding us in joy and sorrow both…”*He held up his hand, pulling the lace back, showing her the red ribbon tattoo around his wrist as he looked at her… Letting her see his wedding band and her engagement ring to him stacked on that finger.*”I promised to give you my cup of joy, to light your way in the dark, to pull you close… I am not going to give up on you, on us, our family…”*He would reach out for her, to take her hand in his, to gently run is finger over her wedding band.*”We’re not perfect people Sybelle… We both have a lot of things that make us different… We’ve had… A lot of people take our joy from us…”*He said, looking across at her as she looked down at Aylan, letting her hand go so he could gently brush her tears away.*”You deserve all the attention in the world that I can give you… And then a little more on top of that… You deserve me…And all I can do for you…”*He would tilt her face up to look at him, cradling her cheek, wanting to just wrap her up in his arms but he would wait for her to decide…*”I don’t know how you know that I saw… But the fact is I did… I didn’t handle it well and I got drunk and high and passed out… I left you to handle it on your own, and that was wrong of me, I should have waited for you and talked it out…”*Which was true, if he had been smart, he would have remained sober no matter how much it hurt to do so.*”But I have sorted it out in my heart and my head… Your allowed to take a lover, and only an idiot would think anyone can resist my brother, I know what he’s capable of…”*He was trying to be very calm about it all, he needed her to be ok, he couldn’t hang with her if she felt bad.. It would kill him.*”Listen… Please my sweetheart… I know you love me, I feel it every day, and I don’t doubt it… I also know at one time, you truly loved my brother, and feelings like that aren’t so easily curbed or forgotten… If you want to take him as your lover, I am not going to stop you, your happiness means everything to me… YOU mean everything to me… Besides… I know our chances of having a child are small, and I know we talked about trying for a little girl, and Aylan… He’s a beautiful little boy… I love him, in my heart and my soul he is my son… If Nautilous and you have a child… I won’t love you, or that child, any less…”
(22:07:25 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
says to
?: ..he held his hands up.. exclaiming that it was just him and that he was sorry.. she blinked a few times.. reaching to draw the dress to the side there as he came into view.. all done up with his makeup and costume.. she swallowed down the slightly shuddered breath there.. letting her shoulders lower- .. no.. .. she shook her head- .. I’m sorry.. I was told to be careful..you just startled me that’s all.. .. she slowly rubbed her hand up and down Aylans back there.. the little boy wriggling a little but curling back into the little nook nearer to her neck and shoulder.. she pulled the blankets back up around him as he seemed to settle back into his soft heavy sleeping pattern.. the head from her hand was kept up.. she wouldn’t let it go.. it was keeping him safe and secure.. and that’s what he needed most of all.. she said she wasn’t feeling so well.. her heart was aching there in her chest and she genuinly just felt ill.. so she told him to go and enjoy himself that she wasn’t feeling very deserving of anyones attention right now.. let alone his.. he told her that that wasn’t fair.. that he was supposed to be the one who was hurting.. she tilted her head.. a little surprised at that reaction coming from him.. not something she had really seen before.. but none the less..he was within his right- .. I’m not hurt.. .. she shook her head- .. I’m disgusted in my choices.. not hurt.. I’d never proclaim to take your hurt from you.. ever .. you have ever right to feel the way you do.. I wouldn’t blame you.. .. she could feel Aylans hot little breath there brushing against the side of her neck.. his fingers curling in to latch onto her own.. she wasn’t sulking so much as just generally feeling pretty rotten.. he spoke to her about when they were married.. and how they promised one another that they would let nothing sever their ties.. that if one tried to pull away that the ribbon would pull them back together.. binding them both in joy and in sorrow both.. her gaze lifted when he pulled the lace of his shirt back.. revealing that tattoo there.. a new addition.. a red ribbon about his wrist.. he told her he promised to give her his cup of joy.. to light her way in the dark.. to pull her close and that he was not going to give up on her.. on them and their family.. before he would reach for her hand..her fingers curled in a little as she felt his gliding just atop her sweet wedding band.. the swallows moving as he did so.. she wouldn’t interrupt him.. she was allowing him to speak..her own words were like a tangled maze inside her head.. begging to leap from the tip of her tongue though if they did she knew it would be nothing but nonsence.. he spoke on them not being perfect.. that she deserved all the attention in the world that he could give her and then a little more on top of that.. he released her hand there.. she wrapped it up around Aylan and the blanket there as he wiped his hands across her tear stained cheeks.. - .. ahh.. .. her brows furrowed when he said he didn’t know how she knew that he was there- .. I didn’t.. not at first.. until I was taking Pia home.. and.. I had several people approach me.. asking if you were unwell.. that you looked a little pale..and were ignoring people.. which is odd behaviour for you.. they were worried.. and.. It didn’t take much for me to figure out why.. I went back to the house.. after leaving Pia with Garafin.. he offered to take Aylan.. but.. I think in that moment I needed.. something to ground me.. and he did.. I went by the house.. .. she exhaled.. her breath continuing to hitch- .. and.. I could smell the wine.. and the smoke kind of.. floated about.. I saw you passed out on the bed.. and I couldn’t bring myself to stay.. I put you in that position.. I made you feel the need to do something that you have been trying so hard to avoid.. .. she shook her head- .. I’m sorry Diovan.. I feel like a right heel.. .. her brows furrowed as she looked up to him there.. he spoke on knowing that she loved him.. and that he didn’t doubt it.. that he knew at one point she did love his brother.. and that those feelings aren’t always so easily forgotten..her fingers trembled there.. - .. I should have listened to myself.. I knew.. that if I did I would feel horrible.. .. her brows furrowed- .. It started with that meeting.. you remember.. a little while back when your brother said he wanted to meet with me to.. set things straight once and for all.. he kissed me.. and I kissed him back.. I wont deny it.. I left immediately afterwards.. feeling just not right about it.. it remained in the back of my mind for a little while.. I spoke to Rose about it.. and she told me that.. perhaps I needed to just do it to get it out of my system.. or perhaps there was more to it.. .. her brows furrowed- . figuring she was speaking about her relationship with Ace and Jacob.. and then.. she had her meeting with Tirathon.. and she sprung Nautilous on me there.. I was a little blindsighted.. I thought for sure she was joking that she had asked him along.. but no.. there I was with the children.. sharing a tea with your brother whilst keeping an eye on Rose and Aces Father.. the topic came up again.. and I told him no.. that I wasn’t comfortable with it.. that You didn’t do this.. that you had only ever slept with one person.. and how was that even remotely fair.. .. she frowned a little- .. he justified it explaining how Sydel took on lovers all the time.. and that he was okay with it.. and I felt the situation was different.. Sydels lovers aren’t people they know.. are usually one ofs and there isn’t the strained relationship that there is between you and him.. I can’t blame anyone else for the decision I made.. I cant say well they made me do it.. I can’t say well it was their fault.. in the end.. that was my choice.. . her fingers curled in tighter- .. and for that one mere moment of pleasure.. it wasn’t worth it.. it wasn’t worth this.. it wasn’t worth hurting you.. and putting you at risk.. it wasn’t worth any of this.. it was undeniably selfish.. and.. it wont happen again.. .. she shook her head.. - .. I’m sorry Diovan.. you deserve so much better than the way I have treated you.. in this previous day.. .. she would look up to him there.. her hand would reach across to take his.. fingers interlacing there as she would draw him over to her.. her lips would brush against the back of his palm there -(23:08:56 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He had no idea who had told her to be careful, much like her, people sometimes kept him out of the loop too… Though he was glad she was being careful regardless, in all honesty things around here were getting a bit funny, and it never hurt to be a little on the cautious side.*”It’s good to be careful… I didn’t think I’d shock you so much, but I Guess, you know… Costume and such doesn’t really make me familiar off of the bat…”*They spoke for a little bit and he said it was perhaps a little unfair…He should have been the one feeling miserable after all, the husband with a set of horns on him not even a month into his marriage. No… That wasn’t quite right they were just… Hitting a bit of a bump in the road… It was far from something that would split them up… Hell no, he wouldn’t let that happen, he wouldn’t let them fall apart.*”If I was hurt… Maybe… I’m just more… Confused… I don’t know what I was doing wrong but there’s something I’m missing, something that you need…”*He thought it was just in the bedroom and really in all honesty? That was pretty much where he had his hang ups anyways. Hell, Ace had laid them out like ducks in a row for him, telling him flat out what he needed to do… Sure, he might have a hang up for pain, but it wasn’t like he needed it to function. It was just the cherry on the sundae so to speak. What he needed to do was stop thinking she was going to break, that she was going to freak out and run, and just let some of those kinkier fantasies of his out and show her what he was made of… They weren’t kids anymore, they weren’t young adults who didn’t fully know themselves yes, they were both grown adults who knew themselves very well. It was time he showed her. It was just figuring that out… He wanted to remind her about something that mattered a whole lot more than a bad choice, than a regret, that they had promised something and he intended to keep it. He reminded her of their vows, pulling the lace of his costume back, showing her the tattoo and the rings… He had added a few more pieces to himself over the week this had been planned, using it as an excuse to go see Garafin so no one would be the wiser, things she hadn’t noticed because they’d been busy apart with him being sneaky… He had the ribbon there about his wrist, a bright red band around his wrist, and something else… A large one, but that one, that would be seen later if at all… He held her hand, gently running his thumb over her wedding ring, asking her how she knew… After all, he wasn’t going to say anything, but it was apparent that she knew he was aware… When she explained what had happened, that it was the villagers, his friends that had noticed… The way he was just walking by, deaf and mute to those who had tried to speak to him, remembering all too well that shell shocked feeling… He had been stunned, hurt, and had locked up inside his own head for a while he had to admit…He heard her breath catching, hitching, like there was sand paper and it was making it hard for her to breath…*”I wasn’t exactly in the most… Speaking mood I admit… I was a bit shocked…”*He wouldn’t say how much it had hurt, he had a feeling that she was kicking herself hard enough without him giving her a steel toe boot to add to the mix… He felt bad when she caught him though… The smoke in the room, the empty bottle… Normally he just took the wine straight, no venom, letting the spices hit him enough on it’s own… A small glass once in a while, very rare, and that was it… He had downed the entire fucking bottle last night with some potent venom to boot. Hence waking up and feeling like someone poured three week old orc spunk down his throat while he was passed out.*”I’m sorry… I had a pipe in the tub, I had the window cracked I swear, but I think I was so far gone at that stage I couldn’t tell if I had or not…”*He did try to cut his drug use, each time he went too far for his own standards he always reminded himself of what he had become, what he had done… At least he had made it to the bed though, but in truth a whole lot of that night was gone from him, just a black blank void that was blissfully free of pain… One of the reasons he had turned to drug use in the first place… That void was lush to him…*”Don’t… I’m the one with some pretty shoddy coping methods with some things… I shouldn’t have gone as far as I did, and that was my own fault, not yours…”*He sighed gently, and it was true, he was the guy who turned to drugs to forget… She spoke about the meeting with Naut, and he had told her to go, he thought it would have been good for her… Finding out his brother had kissed her, made the first move, it spoke volumes to him… It meant the desire started on the other side of the fence, not his… It made things a whole lot easier to work with… After all, Sybelle hadn’t made the first move, his brother had… He let her get it all out, he hadn’t heard her speak so much in one run since they were children, which actually… IT made him happy… Sure the situation was a little fucked, but this was a sign she was a little more like herself, a little more… Sybelle… It wasn’t until she was done speaking, reaching out to hold his hand, to lace their hands together before she would kiss the back of his hand.*”You know… That was really good to hear Sybelle… Before you deny, can I just, you know, explain it?...”*He would ask before continuing on.*”You didn’t make the first move, he did, he played on you… On your warm heart… Your compassion… The history you two have, the gratitude you have for him, for what he’s done for you… He’s using it like strings to pull you in and then he just lets you go to feel bad after he has what he wants… He’s done the same to me. It’s just… Who he is. He’s messed in in his heart, and I don’t think he even knows how to have a clean love…”*He doubted his brother could love, period.*”Come to the party with me… Show him he hasn’t won, that we’re stronger than this, that he can’t break us up for his own laughs… Then, after you have had a big fat load of fun, we’ll come home and pack up…I think it’s time I show you something I’ve been holding onto you for a really long time… I have a house that is all my own that I bought, I was getting ready to propose to you after the ball, before you left… It’s on a lake in the mountains and I think you and I and Aylan need to go and live in our house, take our honeymoon, get away from this mess for a while… Sound good?”
(01:21:35 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *While all of this was going on in the little tree bed, the party was progressing as it should be, the food specifically was being set up… It was here, with such care and love, that the true magic of Wonderland came to life in this little clearing. It was an event that everyone involved would remember forever, and what made it all so incredible was that it was for such a small, intimate party… The grounds were amazingly decorated, the chessboard dancefloor, the large band area with quite a good band… There were so many tables laid out, each one different than the one next to it, and if someone thought they were finding a matching set of chairs they were quite out of their mind. At the center of this event was a large, beautiful tree, still holding on to it’s fiery mantle… Everything was set up around it, the tables and the dance floor, the food stands and the band stage… It was strung with hundreds of smaller paper lanterns, holding glowing fairies who were happy to help in exchange for the little honey pots in each of them, causing a wonderful soft glow in the little orbs… From strings, spread out among the branches high and low, were things like watches and empty picture frames… A hundred tea cups, no two alike, ranging in every color of the rainbow from the softest pastels to the brightest jewel tones… They had pictures in some of them, delicate rose details, others blue chintz… There were gold and silver linings, lips and handles, all flashing softly in the flickering lights of winged creatures. Here and there were pages of books and pictures, hanging up within the lovely sort of chaos in the branches, pictures of the characters from the book, pages with funny little dits and all the songs… The best part were the few bird cages inside with eyes and a beak on top of the cages and feet at the bottom, blinking and moving with a little birds in them, and once someone passed under them the birds would escape and the cake would drop and chase them about till they were swallowed up and sitting back in the tree. Each table around the tree had it’s own unique set up, it’s own main decorations and theme, and never once was it repeated. There was enough food for a small army, all of it ranging widely from sweet to savor, and some of it looked far too good to even eat... Off to the side on a cleared out area that had neither tables no chairs on, was a patch of perfectly even and level grass, clipped sharp and clean… There were cards there, oversized with faces and hands and feed on them, bowed and pinned into the ground like croquet arches. There was a line of the mallets there in all sorts of colors, but rather than the regular hammer like shape, they were upside down flamingo’s! They moved their heads, chatted to one another in bird speak as they hung from their feet, all done by a very clever enchantment by a local mage. The balls were under a similar sort of enchantment, the plaster balls were made out like hedgehogs in their white and brown quills, scuttling together in their pen. There were two waiters who were dressed as Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum, standing over the one table that had hot foods on it, several large pots steaming away. Inside them were things like hot chocolate spiced with cinnamon and clove to chase away the chill of the cold morning, another had cinnamon tea with large curling fonds of the bark inside it, sweetened with honey and a little bit of lemon… There were croissants that were fresh baked, cross buns, bread in perfect slices just waiting to be toasted… There were pans with light oils and seasoning racks, baskets of eggs and bacon and ham, pancake batter and a tortillas… Anything a person might want for breakfast could be made by the two behind the table, all the while they would recite things like the Carpenter and the Walrus, various other little limericks and parts of the book… Spread out here and there were giant mushrooms, places where one might sit away from the tables, though if they were all they seemed might be something a person would want to check up on… Many of them were enchanted, each one different, ranging from things like suddenly becoming attached to ones posterior so as one walked, a giant mushroom would be attached to the rear and wriggling until it fell off after so much time… Another would suddenly vanish, leaving the would be sitter in a cloud of colored smoke, changing the poor victim to the color of said smoke… His favorite was the boggie bootie enchantment, so that who ever sat on it would have an irresistible compulsion to get on the dance floor and just cut loose, and it would last about the length of one of the songs he had on the list. At the entrance to the event, which now had a thick flowering hedge border of sweet malmsey growing around it thanks to his mother, there would be a white door with dozens of keys hanging off of it. Each key had a little tag attached to it, stating the table they were to sit at… It meant that people would be split up, not able to just all pack together at one table, that wasn’t the reason for this event… Malaika was there though, she had a passing fondness for her daughter in law, and she wanted to help her son with this… It was a bit of a family gathering too… He knew his father was an orphan, but he had been raised up with a family, and Mala had gone out and gathered them together for him… People who would call him their nephew, their grandson, with a few of them having children of his age… Those having children of their own who were just eager as a pack of wolves to go run about and play. For the moment they were happily eating with the other children, Vivian and Mina having arrived earlier than the others, wanting to help out as much as they could. They had an area set up just for the children to eat at, smaller tables and chairs just like the grown ups, sitting down at it with tea and what ever they wanted to eat. Aelora, Alaric, and Ionwe were already there, giving Garafin and Mina a chance to get ready at home without quite so many distractions… Pia was being utterly adored by those who met her, she was helping her grandpa Dio get things together for her favorite lady next to her mummy… She was adjusting each little tea set on the tables, making sure the handles were just right, cause Aunite Sybelle needed things to look just a certain way… Poor Pia got a start though, even some of the tea cups and tea pots were enchanted, and when she went to move one of them it started to sing, starting the whole set on the table. She freaked out for a moment, put it back down on the table, and went running for miss Mina.*
(01:21:46 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *Nothing here was as it seemed though, nothing at all, and that was the goal… There were signs posted here and there in the grass, pointing left and right, up and down while some of them spun around just as soon as someone looked at them… Garafin and Marabelle would have arrived first, being greeted by Mala at the door, explaining she was Diovan’s mother. Marabelle thought this was by far the most charming, amazing, grand little thing she had ever seen… She chatted with Malaika for a little bit while Garafin went to go pick out the keys for them, coming back to keep her company for a minute before she shooed him off, telling him to get himself a cup of coffee and she would join him in a minute. Malaika had the most fascinating eyes and a soft warm voice, and Marabelle loved to meet new people, something she got to do a lot of at the Inn. Malaika asked Marabelle how far along she was, Marabelle blushing hotly, pulling the burgundy over alls of her costume a bit looser, laughing nervously… She admitted she was exactly a month and a week so far… Mala laughed softly, telling her not to be embarrassed, that pregnancy looked beautiful on such a lovely girl… Then she had leaned in and whispered something in Marabelle’s ear, causing her hazel eyes to go wide in shock, looking at Mala as if to say… no way? Mala nodded her head and sent her along to Garafin who was holding up a plate of food in one hand, and two mugs of coffee in the other, a bright smile on the mans face. A few more sets of people arrived, not in costume like the Mad Hare and the Doormouse of Garafin and Marabelle, they were however dressed very nicely… These were the other chaperones of the moonlight tryst, Diovans brothers and sisters in arms, all dressed up in bright happy outfits that matched the theme of the party…*
(02:38:38 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..she remained seated there just across from him as the two of them spoke.. quite possibly more than they had spoken ever.. or at least in as long as she could remember.. she was laying it all out on the table..deciding that now was not the time for secrets.. for misgivings.. for hiding things from one another.. that if they were going to make it through this.. they had to be honest.. she told him how she knew he had seen.. how much he had seen she was unsure.. but she knew he had seen something.. that the villagers had told her of how he seemed off.. perhaps unwell.. she nodded her head when he said he wasn’t in a talkative mood.. - .. I don’t doubt it.. . she rubbed her lips together a little.. she knew he had to have been shocked.. it all seemingly coming from no where afterall.. she told him she had come back to the house and saw him in bed.. the opium cloud.. the alcoholic scent on the air.. he apologised to her and she shook her head- . please.. don’t.. .. she really did not want him apologising to her in this instance.. this whole situation was because of a decision she made.. because of something she chose to do.. he told her much the same.. to not apologise.. it seemed they were both in the same position.. admitting fault in themselves.. and not wanting the other to shoulder the blame for it.. her lids half closed there.. she went on to tell him the story.. her side of things from the start.. from the meeting she had with his brother in the forest and how it all started with a kiss.. and just seemed to blossom from there.. a look of confusion settled on her features as he asked if he could explain it.. she tilted her head.. he went on to tell her about how his brother made the first move and how he had played on her warm heart.. her compassion.. the history that was there.. that Nautilous was using it all like strings to pull her in.. only to let her go to feel bad after he had what he wanted.. that his brother had done the very same to him.. she cradled little Aylan there a little closer to her chest.. watching him.. it made sense on some levels.. and then not on others.. she still struggled seeing Nautilous in such a bad light.. even though she had been warned by a few people of it.. to her.. he was nice.. even to the point of being honerable.. maybe she needed to start listening more.. to other people.. and not so much herself.. her own decisions and judgements were clearly very, very off.. he asked her to come to the party with her.. to show Nautilous that he had not won.. that they were stronger than this.. - .. party?.... she asked quietly.. curious and a little confused.. he went on to speak about there was something he had to show her.. something he had been holding onto for all this time.. her brow rose when he said he had a house.. all of his own that he had brought in preparation for their life together only for her to have left.. it was on a lake in the mountains..and how he thought that the three of them needed to go and just be there.. just exist for a little while.. to take that honeymoon they hadn’t had the chance to yet.. to get away from everything.. and everyone.. she curled her fingers inward a little.. clutching his hand there a little tighter.. she nodded her head as she bit down onto her lower lip there- .. I’d really like that.. .. her thumb lightly glided along the side of his soft warm hand there.. before she released her hold.. she carefully put Aylan down there upon the bedding nearer to the middle of the mattress as she shifted up onto her knees.. she looked to him there for a moment.. there was perhaps a touch of hesitation.. in that he could pull away.. and he would be within his rights.. fingers twitching before she would reach.. her own warm fingers would brush along his jawline there.. shifting to cradle his cheeks as she leant in to just rest her forehead to his.. letting her eyes close..- .. thank you.. .. she whispered.. . her hands slowly fell to his shoulders there - .. thank you for just being you.. I must have done something right.. along the way somewhere.. to deserve you in my life.. .. she pressed her warm lips there to his cheek.. picking up a little of the makeup there upon her own in the process as she wrapped her arms around him then.. just needing to hold him for a moment.. her head buried down against the round of his shoulder.. before she would slowly withdraw.. letting her hands fall from the sides of his neck there.. as she looked to the dress.. lifting it up.. turning it around before she sat back upon her heels.. she’d get a proper look at him then.. her brow rising a little as the corners of her lips twitched.. an amused smile lingering there before a little laugh sounded and her hand rose to cover her mouth- .. what is all this then?.... she chewed down upon her lip there as she held the dress up before her.. - .. Oh.. hang on.. .. she looked from him to the dress.. and then back to him once more.. he called her Alice when he appeared.. and it was slowly.. very.. very slowly dawning on her- .. Ohh what have you done? Mmmm?.. what are you up to?.... she figured she was to put the dress on... can you just.. .. she motioned to Aylan a moment.. if he could keep an eye on him she could strip down.. she slid her arms into the oversized black and white striped woollen sweather.. drawing it up over her head.. not a stitch on underneath it.. no wonder she was cold during the night.. she picked up the dress there.. guiding it down over her head.. reaching back to pull her hair free as she slid her arms into place.. tugging it down before she would reach beneath .. unbuttoning her extremely tight black slacks.. her boots.. as she inched them down her legs.. it was a bit crooked but would straighten when she managed to get down off of the bed- .. can you zip me up please?.... she would turn her back to him ther.e. those sweet black and white swallows on display until he pulled the zipper into place…she looked to the ladder the as she held it..- .. how did you get up here?
(02:39:12 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: .. she was suitably pissed.. more so than she had been for a very, very long time.. it was different this time though.. she wasn’t just angry.. she was pissed off.. angry.. disappointed and upset.. it would be far to easy to just be jealous.. he fucked other women all the time.. it was nothing new.. in fact he did it infront of her.. more than once.. he taunted her with it as she did to him.. so why was this time different?.. she felt betrayed.. she felt sick.. all those feelings.. they were balling into one big tangled mess in her head.. she knew the shop she was in.. she knew what it would have contained and it took her maybe the matter of a moment to get her hands on a few bottles that were resting in one of the cabinets.. a little cotton root bark.. and pennyroyal.. two bottles.. small with bright red stoppers alerting the partaker of such poisons that they were not for giggles and fun.. they were serious.. they meant business and they rarely if ever failed..she had returned to the house after sending him that final barb.. he had killed Christopher when she was right there.. that sound.. the snapping bone was not something that would be removed from her mind anytime soon.. it echoed there in the back.. like an old creaking rocking chair.. over.. and over.. she heard him.. she heard what he said to Sybelle.. after all he had said to her.. why it was not that long ago that she had taken on the visage of Sybelle.. to keep up the innocent angle only for him to demand she remove it.. that it sickened him.. it practically ruined any chance he had of getting hard.. well.. that was clearly a lie.. a Big Fat Fucking lie no less.. he seemed quite comfortable there fucking that lavender mistake.. she held the power in her hands to ruin that woman.. she held those memories that would ruin her.. that would take all that fucking sweet innocence away.. the ones that Ruined her.. the ones that made her into that fucking big ball of angry and cruel.. she had gone so far as to hand pick.. to make sure Sybelle didn’t suffer it.. cutting them off when she ‘died’ .. she had to sit through Nautilous falling in love with her.. whilst remaining in the back of Sybelles mind.. she had to fucking witness it all.. she had to jump in when things got too rough.. when Ace went insane at Jacob.. when the ring came into play and Sybelle nearly seized out of existence…she’d seen it all.. and then he asked her.. that night during the celebration to have his child.. that he really wanted her to have his child.. that she had to want it too.. and in that moment.. that spec of hesitation it dawned on her that she did.. that she wanted it.. she knew he could fucking seed up 99% of Arvandor.. get all the women pregnant.. but he didn’t.. he controlled that.. like she controlled herself.. but together in that moment she allowed her to want it.. she allowed him in.. only to come across him.. wanting to get Sybelle pregnant.. Oh that fucking cut.. upon entry the doorman hit the deck.. one stiff hard hit to his chin.. his throat.. had the fool gasping for breath before she slapped her hands down hard to his ears.. his eyes rolled back and he just passed out.. another servant approached and quickly backed off .. disappearing back into the kitchen.. she moved into the room where the costumes lay.. Oh she was still going.. she wouldn’t miss it for the fucking world.. yanking off her overcoat.. the buttons flying.. her boots soon followed as she slid into the white under frock.. the cincher.. the black velvet frock coat that fastened tightly just about her bust.. the collar was white and scooped.. she left that and the thin netting like veil down upon the bedding for the moment.. her hair remained white.. she hadn’t the energy to fuck around with it.. nor the patience.. but she slid it as best she could considering it was tightly curled into the double bun style on either side of her head.. she needent have bothered with the white face paint.. her skin was porcelain already.. the lips were painted blood red.. the eyes were rich.. vivid and dark.. a chain hanging about her neck…seated there upon the dresser.. the vials before her.. tapping her nails against the little glass bottles.. she pulled the lid off the pennyroyal.. the liquid it contained clear.. looked like water though it held such a strong hand of death.. she rested her head down upon the desk there.. looking at it before her lids just tumbled closed.. her desire for rest.. the need for it overweighed everything else.. or perhaps it was something else at play.. but she could no longer remain awake.. her hand tipped as the bottle emptied.. trickling down onto the floor.. and much like methylated spirits it dried upon contact.. so for all intents and purposes.. she must have drunk it.. a thin bloodied line trickled down from the corner of her lips.. her makeup running just a little.. -
(03:17:58 )
°.Chivalry isn’t Dead. °.
Dr. Jacob Anikin
...I don’t want for much..
..just my name written across her heart..
: ..he was oblivious to her leaving after their ..well more than a little session.. he had all but passed out in that bed and had barely moved an inch in hours.. in fact when she returned to the house.. he was still in the very same position he was in when she left.. he woke before her however.. feeling completley and utterly relaxed.. almost to the point of it being obscene.. he pressed a kiss to her forehead there before he went and took a quick bath.. he knew it was the day he was to have his surgery.. and his hand would probably be bandaged up for a few days after the fact..he had prepared her breakfast and the two had spent those moments together.. he could tell she was worried.. and he tried his best to calm her nerves.. even though it were him going in for the actual act he knew she feared something would go wrong.. he had spent a little time with the surgeon.. just here and there.. they talked over books and journals.. shared a little knowledge about anatomy and medicine.. it was refreshing actually to have someone to bounce off of.. the two of them had gone to the hospital.. the surgeon having already gotten into a few arguments with the hospital staff who were hell bent on having their staff assist.. but he refused.. even going so far as calling Rose his personal assistant.. little stretch of the truth but it seemed to get the others to back off.. the surgeon had no time for nonsense and illtrained doctors.. he took Rose in there and got her to assist.. teaching her a thing or two along the way whilst Jacob remained out of it completley.. the operation took quite a few hours.. it was delicate and so very many things could go wrong.. the surgeon however remained perfectly polite to Rose.. never said a cross word.. was professional and highly skilled.. only really bringing up a sweat when it got to the root.. the core of the problem.. the blockages.. the nerves that were worn thin and causing the over sensitivity .. causing the tremor.. everything seemed to be settled and the skin was restitched.. the surgeon letting Rose know that it would need to remain tightly bandaged for 3 days.. which meant they wouldn’t know if it was a success until their wedding day.. night had come quickly what with the better part of a day spent at the hospital.. the pair of them returning to his little house.. he was insanely groggy and staggering around like a bit of a drunken fool.. actually having a few light attacks of the giggles at the most random nonsense now and then before she would have put him to bed.. the next morning would be the day of the grand surprise themed party.. he required her assistance in places to put his costume on.. just anything that was really quite fiddly.. buttons and pulls.. zippers and shirt sleeves.. it was all rather peculiar .. different.. he hadn’t really worn anything like this.. the pants.. the shirt.. vest and overcoat.. those rather shiny blue shoes.. if she needed assistance.. or well he would try anyway he would give it.. she seemed to be extremely excited about going and having some fun.. and if he were honest.. the party couldn’t have come at a better time.. they all needed a bit of a break.. a bit of sunshine in their lives.. so much kudos to Diovan.. for organising it all-
(03:29:33 )
??°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *He had set Aysil up at home and was making his way back himself, he knew Sydel had saw, and he had slapped her with the barb… She slapped him back with one, and for the first time in years, they were fighting… He just hated it… He got so tired of it, of her just tossing him to the side, keeping him at arms length… He didn’t know what the hell she wanted anymore… Was he getting too old for her? He was getting older every year, just like everyone else, and fuck it if he would stop it… He knew too it wasn’t an issue with his looks, he was getting better as he got older, and there wasn’t a woman or man in Arvandor who wouldn’t find themselves beneath him if he wanted it. Just what the FUCK was her issue? He had done everything, everything for her, there was nothing she wanted that he didn’t give her… Hell, he had taken a beating from the fucking PANTHEON to keep her safe, to give her the bodies and blood she needed… He kept her entertained all the time, the finest of everything, and still… Normally he was ok with her taking lovers, they both fucked like rabbits after all, it was just who they were… But this kid she was after… Really, a whole week of taunts like that, what the hell was he going to do? Just bend over and let her use him like her personal bitch? Fuck no! He was just tired of the bullshit… Even he had a point he wouldn’t bend past for her, and that included things like that, fucking some god damned kid in his room. Just thinking about it was pissing him off, little things around him getting warped, snapping and cracking… He was pissed, her threatening Sybelle for no fucking reason, for the love of Gods he was just using her to get a one up on little Mr. Fucking perfect. If it weren’t for the fact that Diovan was starting to toe on his fucking turf, the chance that Sydel might be doing to him what she had done when she got pregnant by Chris, he just couldn’t hang with that shit… He liked Sybelle sure, but she couldn’t hold a candle to Sydel, no one could. Many women had tried for the love of fuck… It was always her, always, no matter what hell she put him through… He had just wanted to send a message to his brother, he wasn’t actually going to knock Sybelle up, he just wanted to break her… Send her back soiled, dirty goods, a weapon to cut his brother with… Then if his brother did knock her up, he would never know if it was his kid, or his own. It was just the perfect slap in the face… How could he resist that? Everything was becoming a mess and his mood was not improving by any means, wrapping himself in invisibility as he walked, not in the mood to pretend today… When he got back to the Villa he saw the doorman down in the dirt, two of the maids fanning him, trying to get the guy awake. He asked what the hell had happened, and apparently the Mistress came home in a foul mood, and had gone about attacking the help that crossed her path. He sighed heavily, telling them to avoid her, and go about their business in places in the house where she wasn’t at. Leave it to Sydel to take out her nasty mood on everyone else… He just didn’t get what her issue was… What the hell? She could fuck his brother, but he couldn’t fuck Sybelle, how was that fair? A bit one sided, that is what it was… Fucking Sydel, it was always about her, all the damn time… He went to a different room for the night, not in the room to go fuck about with her in a nasty ass mood, and she had effectively ruined his room in the house with what she had done in it. He opted for one of the simple guest rooms and pulled in three of the prettiest maids in the house, having them draw him a bath and join him in it, he had a lot of excess anger to burn off… He fucked all three of them raw, it didn’t matter who was where, he was using every possible hole and tool he had. By the end they were perfectly burned out and cum soaked, and he felt less angry, more…. Moody… At least he was clean… He left them to sort themselves out, drying off as he walked before just leaving the towel on the floor, walking into his chosen bedroom before he passed out. He snagged a good few hours of dark, dreamless sleep, waking up ready for a new day… Hopefully one filled with less bullshit. It was also time for the party, or getting close enough, and he wanted to get there before too many came in… He simply streaked around the house, fuck it why not, right? He came to her room and opened it, fuck knocking, this woman of his wouldn’t have a drop of privacy from this day forward, he wasn’t going to let her do this crap to him anymore. He saw her head down on the dresser, snagging a nap perhaps? He came up and gently shook her shoulder.*”Come on, what’s the matter, your little boy toy keep you up all night?”*He would growl out, not getting a response from her, making his anger spark all over again.*”For fucks sake Sydel, wake up!”*He would snap, pulling her up off of the dresser, only to go stark white… He saw the blood trail from the corner of her mouth, seeing a vial there on the floor, the label pennyroyal label crystal clear…*”Oh my god.”*He said, lifting her in his arms, stripping her out of her costume with hard jerks and shreds, tearing the damn thing off of her. He ran her in his arms to the tub, filling it with warm water and crawling into it with her, trying to warm her body up while shoving his fingers down her throat to make her gag.*”Please baby… Please don’t…”*He half sobbed, holding her tight to him, his whole body shaking as he went into white hot panic with her.*”I swear I didn’t mean any of it… It was just because I was so mad at you… I need you… Please Sydel… Come on baby… Wake up… Please wake up…”*He would keep doing it, trying to make her gag, to puke out the poison. He was screaming his head off for olive oil, it would save her stomach lining, making her puke the poison out as well.*”You can’t die… You can’t… I was going to ask you to marry me today… At Diovans party… I wanted to crash it, to make you laugh, to thumb your nose…”*He said, desperate to hear her say something, anything…*”I’ll do anything for you baby… Anything… Please just wake up… Just wake up… Look at me… Call me a bastard… Cut my heart out… But don’t let me die alone… I can’t do this without you… I don’t want to…”
(03:45:09 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. he had made sure she got back to the house ok… even though he knew she had more or less ported her way across.. he knew she was tired.. she was pretty spent.. so he had to make sure she arrived ok.. noticing her arriving upon the door step.. waiting there until she had disappeared inside before he would turn and make his way back through the woodlands.. he didn’t sleep.. he had far to much on his mind in those moments.. everything that had been spoken between the two.. the simple fact he had actually told her he wanted a child.. that he wanted her to have his baby.. his hand reached back to rub against the back of his neck there as he laughed and shook his head.. he was more surprised at himself than anyone could ever be of him.. it was true.. he actually wanted a child.. maybe he got hit on the head a little hard there by Sydel.. or maybe Khorn really fucked with his head turning it into little more than a mashed vegetable.. regardless of the reasoning behind it.. he hadn’t lied.. he hadn’t been deceptive.. he was honest.. it was kind of.. enlightening.. and it felt good.. he didn’t really know how to handle it.. he went back to the estate there.. catching sight of the guards.. well that threw his extremely good mood back in check.. Oh those slimey rotted sacks of muck.. oh he was going to enjoy slicing them into smaller pieces when the time came.. until then though.. straight face.. he didn’t know anything.. not a single thing.. he’d just been away ..doing whatever it was they thought he was doing.. sowing wild oats apparently.. or so he heard.. let them think what they liked.. useless pricks.. he came upon the surgeon there.. guiding him out into the garden for a bit of a ..chat.. he wanted to know more about this surgery.. and what was to be happening.. he needed to know that Jacob was going to be ok.. he needed to know that there was nothing nefarious at play here.. he knew his father far to well.. and he knew that he didn’t give out favours often if at all.. so the fact he was allowing his own personal surgeon to do the work.. with seemingly very little in return. .well it flew up a few red flags.. he had heard that yes.. the surgeon had been instructed to sever the nerve in the wrist.. making the boys hand utterly useless.. Jacob would never be a doctor again.. he’d never be able to pick up his children.. he’d never be able to give someone a proper hug.. an embrace.. a loving caress.. he’d only have the use of his other hand.. for all intents and purposes the one with the tremor may as well have been amputated.. ohh that slick fucker.. his Father was going to suffer for this.. thing is.. he had known the surgeon his entire life.. it had been the same one.. fiercly loyal to the family.. and also a very.. very good friend to his Mother.. it just about killed the man when Aces Mother died.. so he knew if he needed to.. he could call upon this surgeon to do the right thing.. Ace could tell the man was struggling with it.. a good honest surgeon didn’t go in to operate only to fuck things up.. it went against the code.. but he also knew the King was his employer.. and he would lose his head if Tirithon found out.. he assured him it would all be sorted.. and there would be no losing of heads.. he would get Jacob to wear the bandage longer.. well into their visit to Silverthorn.. complaining of perhaps a mild infection.. Tirithon was unlikely to question that.. and then after that.. it would be handled.. the surgeon agreed..seemingly relieved about the whole idea.. before Ace left him there.. he had a few errands to run.. namely a few items that needed to be purchased.. procured ..organised.. the day of the party came around quite quickly and he just bawked at the outfit.. picking up the mask.. turning it around a few times with a raised brow.. - .. Oh he can’t be serious.. .. he rubbed his chin there as he chuckled and shook his head.. sliding into the gear..smoothing out the straight lines.. holding onto the mask.. it would take some serious convincing for him to put it on-
(04:13:27 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: .. for all intents and purposes she remained completely out of it.. for hours.. nothing made her stir.. no loud noises.. not even the servants banging and crashing around…she may as well have been dead.. she didn’t hear him enter the room.. his words were lost on her.. it were as if she had fallen into a deep revere.. a moment in time.. a space she had toppled down into her own mind there.. to repair.. to fix to collate all the memories she had in her head there and to deal with the inherent anger and volatile thoughts that were running through her mind.. she hadn’t allowed herself to fall into that kind of unconscious state since she was much younger.. he was able to pick her up and she was just like a doll.. she would have slumped a little more against the dresser.. he stripped her of her costume.. jerking her frame this way and that.. tearing into the fabric before he would pick her up.. she was already cold to the touch.. so that wouldn’t have been helpful to alert him to any conclusion.. a normal person or elf with this body temperature would have been dead hours before.. he submerged her into the warm water.. into the bath there.. her head just dipped beneath the surface there before he slipped in with her to hold her.. to lift her up as he called to her.. pleading with her to wake up.. that he didn’t mean any of it.. that he was just mad at her.. that he needed her.. none of this got through to her.. none of what he was saying was getting through the barriers.. the walls that the mind built up to protect it whilst it was doing its job.. it wasn’t until he shoved his fingers down her throat that she stiffened.. that she seemed to arch up in his grasp.. his hold there.. but that would be the only sign of life he would get from her.. could also be easily put down to muscle reflexes ...if she could have bitten him in those moments she would have.. and probably tore a few good chunks out of his hands in the process.. he begged her.. telling her he was going to propose.. and how they were both going to crash that party.. how he could not do this alone.. he could not be alone.. that he couldn’t do this without her… his voice this time was starting to come through in vibrations.. though full words were not being formed.. not properly.. so most of what he said was lost on her .. like talking to someone who was fast asleep.. you could suggest things.. and some things might flow through but most of it fell on deaf ears..the servants came running in with a bottle of oil as instructed.. a little wide eyed.. pale.. wondering just what in the hell was going on.. they backed out quickly however.. they would be of no help.. and they knew full well if the Mistress of the house died.. the Master would flatten it..he shoved his fingers down deeper into her throat once more and her lids snapped open and she coughed and spluttered.. turning her head to the side threw up a substantial amount of blood stained clear fluid.. she was startled.. her eyes those milky orbs widened as she choked on her own breath..she gagged and coughed.. groaning as her throat burnt like a bitch.. her voice was scratchy and painful.. her makeup had run.. her cheeks were stained with long dark lines from her eyes.. she looked to him there as he held her.. - .. touch me again and Ill break your fingers.. .. her lids were so heavy.. they kept closing over.. - .. what.. .. she whined.. her head tilted to the side.. she felt so insanely foggy.. her memory was placing things back into the correct order-
(04:28:18 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *They weren’t the chattiest couple of people in the world, with them, more often than not they were soft spoken… They chose to just spend time together outside, having adventures, using touches to convey what they meant versus elaborate script… Still, this was something they needed to do, because not talking about it wasn’t going to work… They were both a little afraid of hurting the others feelings, holding back their own emotions and doubts, trying to be strong for the other… Not the best thing for a marriage, which in a way probably helped tip the scale in favour of his brother for a moment, knowing that he probably let Sybelle not have to make any decisions… He just wanted her to know she had her freedom, he had learned too late just how much of it had been taken from her, determined not to do that to her… At the end of the day though, maybe she needed to have him make some of the choices for her, take control… It was going to be a baby step… This wouldn’t be fixed over night, but they could do it, he knew they could…He admitted he had been a bit fucked up after what he saw, alerting the villagers to something being up, saying he just wasn’t in the right state of mind to handle it… She agreed, he watched her lips, the way she rubbed them together like she did when she was thinking… He apologized for her coming into a house that reeked of vices, he thought he had thrown the window, but he was so fucking drunk he also thought he could fly… Thankfully his legs didn’t take him to any high surfaces…*”I will anyways Sybelle… You have a right to safe and come home without worrying about that… End of story.”*It wasn’t her fault he had shit for coping methods. She went on to explain everything, how it had gone from start to finish, from who kissed who to where… He knew how hard it was with his brother, to the one he wanted to charm he was damn near angelic, but by all the Gods he was the devil himself to the rest. He had this skill to make everyone else look bad while they tried to explain the truth too, like he was the perfect Lucifer, letting his victim head on to hell without any assistance from himself. He heard her catch on the word party but he didn’t answer, just rolled over it, going on about the house he bought twenty years ago… He felt her fingers curl in tighter, his own coming in with hers, to cradle and support her hand without caging it.*”I’m glad… It’s a bit uh… Well… Abandoned… After you left I didn’t do anything with it… I have a few of my guys who go and clean it for me once every few months, but that’s really it, so we got a lot of work ahead of ourselves… But we have room to grow there, a lot of room, enough for you to let your imagination go wild… With Ace being back home, we might even have snow, can you think of that? You and I, Aylan asleep on the rug, curled up in front of the fire… We’ll watch the snow fall on the pines outside the windows… Skate on the lake…”*He said before his words drifted off, catching her movement, not sure what she was going to do… He was less so worried about what she was going to possibly do to him, more like what she might be doing to herself, like possibly running and jumping from the bed… He just reached out and pulled her in, not letting her keep that distance, wrapping her in his arms… As if he would let her go…*”Stupid head…”*He said softly, something they used to call the other when they were being proper retarded, often laced with a lot of affection for one another. So they had a bump in their road, they were both far from perfect, and those bumps would show just how well they weathered future trials… And there would be trials he was sure, there always was, but he was more than willing to go through each one because she was worth fighting for.*”I love you Bells… I’ve loved you my whole life… This isn’t going to make me love you less, you know that, don’t you?... I loved you through death and back, this right here, it’s just a little bump… We are going to have them through our very, very long, very happy marriage… That’s alright by me…Your worth the roughest road, so long as you are beside me, holding my hand.”*He held her as she held him, giving her everything she needed from him, just letting her soak it all up… He wasn’t going to go anywhere, not at all, and she didn’t need to worry about that. He ran his fingers through her hair, pressing soft kisses to her temple before she would go to sneak a kiss to the side of his mouth, finding his full on lips instead with a cheeky grin of his. She asked about his outfit, really getting a look at it, and he wiggled his brows at her.*”I have been busy the last week and a half, my dear Alice, now are you going to come along or not? Our white rabbit tends to have a bit of a short temper and the oysters are only in season for so long!”*He teased her, nodding his head, moving down to pick up Aylan.*”Hey there my baby boy…”*He would say, holding him close while Sybelle got dressed, having a bit of an acrobat act with it… Not that he didn’t enjoy the view… She would always be the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He had a pair of boots on his belt with some nice warm wool stockings for her, handing them over before he would zip her up for her, hearing the question there and laughing a bit.*”Worst. Treeclimb. Ever. This place is pretty high you know, and that tree is not very friendly to people who weigh more than a bird, nearly busted my ass a time or two… I’ll tell you all about my adventure later, right now missy, I need your beautiful self down that ladder. We really can’t have you late for your own unbirthday party, hell even the door mouse would think that was just tacky!”*He’d tease, setting up the ladder with her, helping her with Aylan before they made their way down. Once they were down, he looked at his clock, they wouldn’t make it in time without a bit of help. He called his horse over, having her get on first, then himself up behind her. They went full gallop, but the gait was smooth, not too bad of a jostling. He would stop by their house, it was closest to the party, urging her to go on up and finish getting dressed. She couldn’t look like she just got pounced, the least he could do was give her a chance to brush her hair and wash her face, get her dress a bit straighter.*
(04:53:42 )
??°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *The servants had the good fucking sense to answer his calls nearly instantly, and once he had that olive oil he pried her mouth open and poured it down her throat, working his hand over it to make her swallow it… This was wrong… So wrong… He had seen her take poison before to kill Aysil before she had been born, and with how mad she had been, he thought she was trying to do it again… He shoved his fingers down her throat, seeing her arch up and stiffen, but she slipped back down just as easily. Too easy to mistake as a muscle spasm… He was begging her, whispering to her, telling her the truth… The whole fucking truth…She was always so brash, she always jumped to the wrong conclusions, reacting to things before he got to explain things… He shoved his fingers down her throat again, and this time that got the reaction he needed, holding her as she threw up over the side of the tub, coughing and groaning… He saw the blood streaks there, and despite all his struggles, tears were falling down his cheeks… He pulled her in tight when she said she would break his fingers.*”God I fucking hate you…”*He held her tight, so damn tight against him, his face buried in the spot between her neck and her shoulder as he just cried…. He held her like she was going to just vanish, or worse, she would just die…*”What the Fuck were you thinking? Huh? Did you just think it was ok to try and fucking kill yourself?!”*He pulled back and slapped her across the cheek, hard, diving in to grab her hair in both his hands and kiss her with all the fury and passion he had in his heart for her… He wouldn’t stop until she was either breathless or she pushed him off.*”You just… Dammit… Why did you do that? Why? What the hell were you trying to do? To punish me?”*He was mad, he was scared, he was a fucking wreck and the most vulnerable she would ever see him…Raw, exposed, vulnerable… The idea of losing her had shaken him badly, especially when he felt it was his fault, her doing it because of what she saw. He shook her hard, once, twice… Oh she had shaken him badly.*”Listen you foolish girl, I did that with Sybelle to fuck with Diovan, to stab him where it hurt. I wouldn’t knock her up, it’s not worth the trouble to get a kid on her, she’s already pregnant with his kid dammit! He was in town and I knew he would be coming by the shop, I wanted him to see his wife screaming MY name, just to watch him fucking Break.”*Her ideas, her conjectures, they had all been wrong… She had the wrong idea, the wrong everything, the only part of it that had been straight forward in that event was the barb. That slap inside her head, pissed off and angry with her, hurting… God he was still hurting, no one could get under his skin, wrap his heart in razor wire like she did.*”You kept going on fucking about with Leon, having him mount you in my fucking BED, just because your pissed that I was handling Ace. It’s like you forgot that without him, there is no war on Navere, no massive drow bodies for you to slaughter.”*He pulled his hands through is hair, rocking his head back, his chest was on fire from the almost heart attack she had given him… His throat burned from the tears that, now once started, he couldn’t stop.*”How much do I have to do Sydel, for you to just fucking trust me, to know that you’re the one fucking person I Give a damn about… Your the ONE person I can’t lose…”*He looked at her, and it was there in his eyes, she was pushing him too far…*”I’m at the end of my rope with you… I give you everything… I give you revenge, sex, toys, lovers… I clean up your messes, I satisfy your every wish, you have the finest of everything because of what I do… And it’s like… You just spit in my face about it…”*He would slide her off his lap if she wasn’t already off of it, climbing out of the tub, gloriously naked and soaking wet.*”You better fucking check yourself Sydel… This was the last stunt of yours I’m going to tolerate… I’m done with your games.”
(05:24:03 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..they spoke.. like a proper adult conversation.. and yet neither of them got angry or upset.. it was done right.. it was calm.. and honest.. and it was what they both needed.. he told her she had the right to be safe and to come home without worrying about his addictions coming into play.. she would never blame him for what he did.. ever.. she understood addiction she had seen it in others.. she knew it was one of those things that was never really gone.. not fully.. she would always support him.. be there for him if he felt as though he were failing.. falling back into old habits.. but on this one occasion.. if the roles were reversed.. she probably would have reacted in the same way.. he spoke about the house.. this little home.. this slice of heaven that was all his own.. how it had been abandoned for.. well a very long time.. since she left..that he had a bit of help to tidy it ever so often but that they would both need to do some work on it.. that there was room for them to grow there.. lots of it.. plenty of space to let her imagination run wild.. and how they could even see their first snowflall.. in.. as long as the both of them could remember it.. she couldn’t help the smile that slowly crept across her lips there.. nodding her head- .. sounds perfectly magical.. .. and it did.. it truly did.. it sounded perfect and just what they needed.. to re-learn one another.. to just be with one another.. there had been far to many distractions as of late.. and for a newly married couple they needed to exist elsewhere.. she placed Aylan down upon the bedding there and shifted in a little closer.. perhaps a ittle hesitant and so greatful when he reached for her.. pulling her in wrapping her up in his arms there as her own slid around him to hold him tightly.. she couldn’t help the laughter that sounded when he called her ‘stupid head’ .. she buried her head down into his shoulder there as he did the same to her.. - .. takes one to know one.. .. she would bite down into her lower lip there as she chuckled a little more.. this felt good.. it felt warm and nice.. and safe there in his arms.. it caused up a flicker of images.. of pictures of memories to float to the surface like flower petals.. of times when he had just held her.. just like this when they were younger.. - .. I love you.. .. she would whisper there when he proclaimed the same to her.. that he had loved her his whole life.. that this was jus a bump in the road and they could weather through it.. they could do this.. and more as long as she was there beside him.. holding his hand.. - .. always.. .. she would reply quietly- .. right beside you.. .. a soft sigh sounded as he ran his fingers through her hair there.. pressing his lips to her temples before she would move to drop one there upon his cheek.. there to the corner of his lips only to find the cheek shifting so it landed there upon his lips.. her cheeks flushed a little and she laughed.. shaking her head.. he commented about how busy he had been this last week and a half.. asking if she was going to come along and she nodded.. watching him take Aylan there as she slid out of her sweather.. drawing the dress down over her head.. greatful for the stockings once those slacks left her legs bare.. they would keep her warm..and the the boots.. she came to notice the ladder being drawn up though.. curious as to how on earth he got up the tree.. - .. Oh I am so sorry.. .. she laughed a little but covered her mouth.. he said they needed to make haste that the door mouse would think it tacky if she were late.. her brow rose.. - .. I have my eye on you dear husband.. I knew something was up!.. .. she lingered there a moment longer.. just looking to him as she made her way down that ladder.. reaching to take Aylan when he was close to the bottom before the pair of them would settle up upon his horse.. making short work of the distance he was thoughtful enough to give her a little time to..freshen up.. putting a brush to her hair.. fastening a black tied bow up in it..letting it come to settle there upon the top of her head.. she splashed her face with water.. still generally dealing with that queasy .. slight nauseous feeling.. but she hadn’t eaten since that cake she had the day before.. and that was.. closer to lunch.. drying her face off with a soft towel there.. looking down into her reflection.. she was still not to terribly happy with herself.. it still stung.. it ached there in the middle of her chest.. she applied a little gloss there to her lips.. picking up a little cherry red.. straightening that dress.. tugging down upon it and adjusting those stockings . before she moved out to meet him once more.. reaching up to take his hand as she settled back upon his horse with him.. leaning into him there- .. you simply must tell me what is going on.. I am extremely curious..
(05:36:40 )
?..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She had teleported back home just fine, though by all the gods, her legs were perfectly shot… She was exhausted, mentally and physically, it had been such a day… Tirithon, the potions and the truly wild sex with Jacob, then the revelations and savage fucking with Ace… Oh even with her nearly inexhaustible amounts of energy, this girl was Wiped! She had pretty much stumbled into bed with Jacob and fell head long into the deepest sleep she had ever known, no dreams or nightmares, but pure restorative zonkage. She woke up to Jacob giving her a kiss on her forehead, and he just looked amazing, happy and settled in his own skin… She knew the surgery was today too, and she was a lot more uncertain about it than he was, but she had little reason to think it would go well… She had pissed Tirithon off enough for him to threaten her life, and with something like this surgery, it was too easy for him to hurt Jacob… He had gotten into a quick bath, and while he was in she cleaned up a bit, made the bed and got their costumes out for them for the next day… When he was done he went to start breakfast, she opted to grab a shower, waking herself up and giving her skin and hair a quick scrub down. She was dressed in nothing but her panties and bra as they shared his breakfast, her eyes just devouring him across the table, warm with love and desire… She got dressed in a simple dress, perhaps if she wore something like this the Doctor wouldn’t kill her soon to be husband, Gods it was morbid…Once Jacob was dressed they left, finding the wing cleared as the surgeon basically told everyone to stuff it with a tongue depressor, thinking if it were under other circumstances… She might just like him. She had kissed Jacob softly, telling him she loved him before he went under, that she was going to be here the entire time… When Jacob was under she did all she could to help the Doctor, not crowding him at all, being in fact an incredibly helpful assistant. Jacob had trained her, and she had been his assistant for the months they had worked at the hospital together when she was just barely pregnant, she knew all the names for all the tools, how to give the Doctor what he needed the moment he needed it. The Doctor in turn showed her a few tricks, things she could relate to Jacob, so she memorized them well… After it was done, she had her instructions, and she nodded her head in understanding… She then went up to the Doctor and hugged him gently, knowing how some Doctors were about affection, her own Jacob had been the same at first…. She thanked him for not hurting Jacob, and that she knew he had gone against orders to make sure he made it out ok, and that she would find a way to pay him back… She had taken Jacob home, poor baby was a tad on the loopy side, making her laugh as she had to haul him about this way and that. At the end she had put him into bed and basically used the down time to finish straightening up the house, even doing a bit of baking, some lemon cookies with lavender frosting for him to enjoy tomorrow morning… When the day did roll around they were up early, knowing that Diovan wanted everyone there around eight or so…. She helped Jacob get dressed but at the end of it all she wanted to undress him again, he filled out those pants in a way that should be bloody illegal, with that crisp white high collar shirt and blue short coat, he looked amazing. She knew who he was with the monacle he had to wear along with the blue hat with the twin antennae. He was the caterpillar! She herself had a really easy outfit, just shorts and a shirt, though they were all beautifully tailored, it was no where near as complicated as Jacobs. She slid on the pink and purple stripped nylons, the pink and white diamond patterned shorts with the high waist and the bubble shape to them that made her look too cute, the white shirt with the purple vest and pink scarf… She left her hair down, putting pink glittering tinsel through it here and there, putting on the fluffy purple and pink cat ears and the tail that attacked to her rump. The booties were the cutest damn things, purple and pink and made of three different patterns that came up over her ankles, tied with a pink chiffon ribbon… She was done in no time, and she really was excited, she needed to have some fun, they all did. She put on a cheeky but perfectly kissable soft pink gloss on her lips that smelled like bubblegum, her cheeks she left bare, and choosing a pink and purple eyeshadow for her make up… She tinted her eyebrows alternate purple and pink, the lids beneath opposite colors as well, running her kohl pencil over her lashes and the top of her eyes to give that sexy cats eye flick at the end. Ace said he would meet them at the party, he had a few errands to run, a few things to do which she perfectly understood. She hooked her arm about Jacobs waist, looking up at him with a bright happy smile on her cheeks, so glad for…. Everything… All of it… She would help him down the ladders and such, she knew it was hard to do it one handed, both of them making their way down without incident… It was cool still, the fog was thick and low, giving everything a bit of a fairy tale like quality as they walked… That was how it would remain till they arrived at the party after meeting up with Ace half way, the three of them walking together then, her between the two as she sang and skipped a bit.*
(05:54:39 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: .. he had startled her to wake.. dragging her back into the life of the living – so to speak.. making her throw up as he clung to her like glue.. clutching her.. holding her in his arms as she threw up the clear fluids and blood.. she spluttered and choked.. coughing and groaning cause it burnt all the way up the inside of her throat.. her first words were a comment on breaking his fingers.. its what she felt was appropriate.. she wanted to break his fingers.. off if possible.. his reply though.. well that may as well have been a profession of love between those two as he held her in even tighter.. burying his faze in that spot where her neck met her shoulder.. she felt the trembling there.. she could hear his breathing catch.. she blinked a few times.. slowly coming round before she felt that white hot sting.. he slapped her fare across the face.. she couldn’t help the cry that was torn from between her lips there.. her cheek reddening quickly ..he just about took the vision from her in that moment.. everything seemed to go white.. before he grabbed her just as fiercly.. his hold bruising against her porcelain coloured skin.. his lips plied to hers.. colliding.. crushing and claiming as he left her breathless.. she just sagged against him for the moment.. he yelled at her.. he screamed at her.. asking her why she did it.. what the hell was she trying to do.. was it all to punish him.. she shook her head- .. no.. .. her voice crackled there as her throat ached.. he continued to shake her then.. over and over.. she just blinked and whined.. her brain was getting quite a bouncing around in her head.. her fingers curled inward to grip onto his hands.. her nails scratching there as he continued to yell and bark and scream.. telling her she was foolish.. that he had only done it to fuck with his brother.. to stab him where it hurt.. that he wouldn’t knock Sybelle up.. it wasn’t worth the trouble to get a kid on her.. that Sybelle was apparently already pregnant.. that he knew Diovan would be in town.. and that he wanted his brother to witness his wife screaming out his name.. just to break him..she swallowed.. wincing as it caned .. that stung.. that hurt.. she had been wrong she’d jumped to the wrong conclusion.. she had just assumed..it seemed like the most logical answer at the time.. she looked up to him there from saturated dark lashes.. he spoke about the kid she had been fucking with.. and how she had indeed taken him into his bed…how she had forgotten how much they needed Ace to get the war with Navere even started.. otherwise there would be no drow bodies for them to slaughter.. she watched him staring to self destruct .. pulling his hair as his body arched inward.. the tears streaming down his cheeks.. she honestly couldn’t remember a time she had seen him like this.. ever.. it was almost frightening.. he stared her down.. she held that gaze there as he told her he was at the end of his rope.. that he gave her everything.. satisfied her every wish.. and she just continues to spit in his face about it.. before he slid her aside..climbing out of the tub there.. Oh yes he was naked.. and with a fucking god like body but in that moment her eyes were upon his face.. he told her she better check herself.. that this was the last stunt he would tolerate.. he was done with her games.. she swallowed as she remained there upon the indent of the tub.. her forehead came down to rest there upon her knees as she drew them upward.. her arms reaching around to hold them there- .. I’m sorry.. .. she would speak out to him.. wether or not he remained in the room to hear it or not.. she would say it.. .. it wasn’t about.. punishing you.. .. her eyes remained closed.. head dipped and would stay that way- .. it hurt more than.. perhaps I was willing to say.. and I guess.. I understood.. in that moment what it felt like.. for you.. when Chris was there.. .. she rubbed her lips together.. her voice continued to crackle and her pitch was all over the place- ..I bore witness to you two.. when she was upfront.. I saw the look in your eyes.. I saw more than I think you realise.. I know that I’m not soft.. or sweet I know that I’m a bit more.. angular in shape and rough around the edges.. I’m not warm to the touch.. she’s basically you’re ideal .. which is why you and your brother fight over her.. as much as youw ant to deny it.. I see it.. I saw it before we arrived in Arvandor.. I saw it the last time we were all together.. please don’t lie to me.. . she exhaled- ..You love her.. You have a genuine attraction to her.. I’ll admit.. I was wrong.. and I jumped to the wrong conclusion.. but you can’t deny that you want her.. .. her lids opened as she tilted her head.. letting it come to rest there upon her knees as she looked across to him if he were still in the doorway-.. it hurt because I can only get pregnant if I want to.. and I... hesitation- .. thought.. perhaps a little foolishly.. when we shared that.. when we both came to the same conclusion.. in that bedroom.. on that night.. that you wouldn’t go and ... her lids closed over she couldn’t finish her sentence- .. so when I saw that you were.. it hurt.. and I lashed out.. and I decided.. on my way out to do you a favour.. I hurt you.. far to often.. and I couldn’t live with the knowledge that you were wanting to share that.. with her.. .. for all intents and purposes.. Sybelle was Sydel.. it was her.. but it was the good side.. it was the loving side.. the one that wasn’t jaded and cruel.. the one that wasn’t sharp and nasty.. it made sense that so many loved her.. wanted to be with her.. so when she came across him and her.. well.. it wasn’t so much of a shock as it was.. an ending-.. im sorry..
(06:40:57 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *It was settled… After the party, they were packing house, taking everything they couldn’t live without and going to load it up on the cart and just leaving… They would leave after Jacobs wedding to Rose, wish them all good luck in their own honey moon adventures and married life, and just cut tail… Fact is that between offering to baby sit, the trial, being sucked into everyone elses games… They weren’t getting to really even be married, let alone newlyweds, so he thought that might be a big chunk of the problem right there.*”We’ll pack up when we get home, take everything we need to the other house, everything that we can’t live without… I think we can leave after Jacob and Rose’s wedding? Unless there is something else we need to stick around for a little bit longer about? “*He had no idea they were all going to Silverthorn after all, he hadn’t been told, but there was time enough for that. Right now they had jumped some really big hurdles, had some nasty thrown at their marriage, and they came out on top. It wasn’t smooth, but nothing worth having is easy, it’s the blood sweat and tears that make something truly valuable… She had come in in then, as if she were afraid he would reject her, when nothing could be farther from the truth. He had pulled her into his arms, holding her close, calling her a stupid head. Her laughter was all he needed to know that the crisis had run it’s course, they were ok, they were going to be just fine…*”Yeah uh-huh, I admit, I’m a pretty big stupid head.”*He said with a chuckle… They shared words of love and understanding, that it didn’t matter how insane the world around them got, so long as they did it together they would overcome anything… Hugs were shared, kisses too, and he felt like they could finally start their day on the right foot. He held Aylan as she got dressed, noticing the ladder was up, and when she asked how he got up… He told her. Yeah, if anyone ever said lacy was for women, they were out of their minds. Try climbing a tree with lace cuffs and not ripping the shit out of it, that takes some mad skills, just mad. *”No need to apologize, I just learned that I can climb AND look fabulous while I do it, I thank you!”*He would tip his top hat to her with a wink then, striking a pose before she dropped the ladder, telling her they had to get a move on. He laughed as they made their way down, neither refusing, or admitting to anything on that front. They made their way down and onto is horse, the three of them together were still lighter than what he had to carry on long ranges, so it was nothing for the beast to get them home in no time. He figured she would need to get freshened up, to take care of a few more… Femenine things… He and Aylan just hung out on the horse while she did her business, waiting for her when she came down, handing her Aylan before lifting her up in front of him again. They would make it JUST in time, their friends and family would be there a little before them, but not too much… While they rode, she leaned into him, asking him what was going on and that she was all smashing curious about it.*”I must do no such thing, my dear wife, other than love you uncontrollably that is.”*He would tease her there, leaning down a little to kiss the top of her head, noting the perfect black bow.*”Mother is there, she said she wanted to stop in for a little bit, check up on Aylan and see how you were doing. She’s coming around more for you… She likes you.”*He said, and he knew Sybelle liked her mother in law… They grew closer and as they did, she might be able to recognise the little valley they were in, the one she used to drag him to, to collect dartwings for her…. There was a massive oak tree in the middle that had all colors of fire and flame in it’s leaves, still nice and thick despite the cold… There were fairies here and there, lighting peoples way to the party, couples like Ace, Jacob and Rose for instance… There were little sighs out in the fog, the sun not yet high, still a touch on the darker side of dawn. She would see the little eyes peeping out into the fog, hear the little strains of music on the air, the signs that seemed to point and everything and nothing and all so very confusing… There was the thick green briarwood hedge all around it, the air smelling sweet because of those tiny blue blossoms there, keeping so many things hidden. At the only opening stood his mother by a white door, many of the keys had been taken down by those who had arrived, leaving it to look a little bare. As they got closer Sybelle would be able to smell the food at last… The hot chocolate and cinnamon tea… the eggs, bacon and ham… Fresh bread… Coffee… The sounds of laughter of those she loved, Garafins huge booming laugh shocking out now and then, followed by peals from what was a small crowd… There was the sound of Pia singing, sounding like a little rendition of her mother, Aysil singing with her in a lovely little duette… Giggling children abounded… His mother had come up to take the horse from them, all of them dismounting, Mala coming to take Aylan with the other children while pressing a kiss to each of their cheeks… He would stand beside her for a moment and pull her in for a hug.*”You ready to come to Wonderland with me, Miss Alice?”*He would tease softly before walking her over to the door, not needing keys for themselves, and he would lean forward and open the door for her… Revealing to her the little slice of Wonderland that he had made, just for her… The large dance floor, the band playing on their platform, the dozen tables filled with so many different decorations that it was a feast for the mind and the eye… The croquet area, the tree itself with hundreds of teacups hanging from it by strings, the tea pots whistling and steaming without heat in an infectious melody… There, at the front where he was taking her in, hung a banner… It proclaimed quite loudly in red playing cards, “We’re All A Little Mad Here!” and beneath that, “Welcome to Sybelle and Diovan Fironiils Wedding Celebration Party!”*”Welcome to Wonderland sweetheart… I love you.”
(07:08:26 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..she had slid her gloved hand into his there as she used him as her own anchor.. pulling herself up onto the horse there.. settling in nice and close with him and Aylan as the three of them took off in.. well where-ever direction he was taking her.. it was all so secretive and quiet.. he was up to something.. she even tried to get him to tell her but to no avail.. him proudly proclaiming he would do no such thing other than to love her uncontrollably.. she couldn’t help but smile there as she rested in close.. her lids half closed as he pressed his lips to the top of her head.. she was a little surprised to hear his Mother would be there- .. really?.... she blinked.. looking to him with her head tilted to the side.. she chewed on the inside of her cheek.. oh she liked his Mum.. she was such a beautiful woman and they seemed to get along so very well.. even in the short period they had the chance to talk.. - .. I look forward to seeing her again.. she’s a wonderful woman.. she really is.. I learnt a lot from her.. even in that short time we had to spend together.. . she rested her head back upon his shoulder there as she watched the countryside move past them.. coming into the clearing there.. he would have noticed her lifting her head up as the valley came into view.. her brows furrowed as she glanced around.. an audible breath.. a gasp sounding as her hand rose to press to her lips there.. oh she remembered it well.. extremely well..- .. Oh no way.. .. her gaze shifted.. from left to right.. her smile only growing there as she clutched at her chest there right above her heart.. she noticed the massive oak tree right in the middle.. the colours.. the fire and flame in its leaves.. when everything else seemed to bare.. so barren.. it was like a beacon in the blight.. she blinked when the fairies came into view.. - .. Oh my.. .. she sat up a little.. the lights.. the signs.. how with the sun not yet high enough there was still that little bit of fog and darkness.. giving everything that fairy tale feel.. that almost spooky ethereal touch.. she could see the hedging.. the blossom scent floating about.. before her duo coloured gaze would fall upon his mother there and she just smiled.. her head tilting at the sight of the door.. the many nooks for keys already taken.. the food made her screw up her face just a little.. made her scrunch up her nose.. it was sweet and lush.. but she still wasn’t feeling quite so crash hot.. the sounds of the shared laughter though caught her attention.. making her smile broaden as she nudged him with her elbow- .. Oh you have been so busy!.. you cheeky thing.. .. they came to a stop there.. the reigns of the horse taken a hold before he would move to dismount.. she watched as Aylan was taken off to settle in with the other children before she would take his hand.. slowly hopping down herself.. a soft colouring there in her cheeks in response to the kiss there.. before he pulled her in for a hug.. her arms reached up to link behind his head there as she curled in tight.. - .. you’re spoiling me.. .. she would whisper there against his chest before he pulled back.. tilting her gaze up to look to him.. to watch him before he would guide her toward the door.. leaning it open.. letting her see everything for what it was.. the whole event just opening up for her there.. her eyes widened considerably and she gasped loudly.. her hands rose as she clutched the sides of her face.. she didn’t know where to look first.. there was So much going on.. the dance floor.. the music.. the tables.. Oh goodness the tables and how they were decorated.. it was all so beautifully eclectic and random.. the tea cups and flowers.. the croquet and the tea pots.. she chewed on her lower lip there as her eyes became quite glassy there.. the banner made her laugh.. oh it was all too precious.. she was just smiling from ear to ear.. she couldn’t help it.. everything else in that moment.. in that second just melted away.. any stress.. any worry.. any concern or ill feeling.. was gone.. her poor heart was stuttering there in her chest when he came up behind her.. speaking his soft welcome and his profession of his love for her.. she turned.. glancing over her shoulder there before she just turned and wrapped her arms around him so tightly.. lifting up onto her toes there.. he was quite a ways taller than her afterall.. before her lids would collide with his own.. drawing him in for a sweet little loving kiss.. her cheeks felt hot.. and she couldn’t help the smile she wore.. a little murmur when it broke there- .. I love you Diovan.. you have my whole heart for my whole life..
(07:19:47 )
??°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *He had thrashed her about without a doubt, slapping her hard, giving her a good shake in his lap. She had scared the ever living fuck out of him, he thought she had killed herself, for the love of fuck there was a vial of poison beside her… What was he supposed to think honestly? It wasn’t as if she had given him any other reason to think anything but that… She broke his fucking heart… She hurt him worse than anyone else could or had to date, slashing open that fragile heart he had given her, and it just came out in a flood all at once. He cried, not because he was weak, but because he couldn’t take it anymore… It was too much shit to just handle, her constant hurting him because she was petty and small, because she refused to love anyone but herself… It was even worse when she told him she loved him when they got pregnant… He had trusted her, believed her when she said that, and then to find out she could just toss his ass over so easily… He heard her no in reply, that she wasn’t trying to punish him, but he had a hard time believing that… At the end he pushed her off his lap, he didn’t want her there, she was alive and that was all that mattered… He had to get away from her, or he would either kill her, or fuck her raw. Her sorry though… That made him stop in the doorway, his shoulders falling as he turned around, leaning against the doorframe to watch her… His voice was low, though gods if it wasn’t rough, on the edge of the tears he was trying to control.*”It was worse for me… You brought me back, you forced me into a mortal shell, just for you to toss me aside… You did this to me Sydel… Put me in this meat sack of a body, one that ages and knows pain, one that is only half as powerful as I normally am… YOU… Then to see you just chase after that fucking puppet like he was the Gods gift to you, fucking him, fuck Sydel… You got PREGANT with him… The one thing I asked you for, you just fucking Gave him, tossed it at his feet… And for what? For him to toss you over the side. He dropped you like a bad fucking habit to go back to his wife… And you blame me for snapping his fucking neck and trying to spare you the pain.”*There were so many things he did for her behind the scenes that he never talked about, that he never let her see, didn’t want her to… She went on about how she knew he loved Sybelle… That stuck him harder than he would admit… She was right, despite what he said otherwise, despite how many walls he tried to put up to keep people from seeing it… Oh course he loved her… He loved her and it hurt him, it burned him like he was trying to hold a star in his hands, wanting so desperately to touch her yet but knowing he would burn up in the end… He exhaled slowly, hearing her ask him not to lie to her…*”I love her… I love her madly… When I’m around her, I don’t feel unwanted or useless, I don’t feel like the dark creature you turned me into… She lets me believe that I can be something great… Good… Something that doesn’t have to hide beneath rocks, behind curtains, in the shadow of the world… She is warm and loving, she is free in her affection, in admitting her emotions no matter what form they take… She doesn’t fight me… She trusts me… She begs me to give her children… She is everything you aren’t Sydel… Everything your not.”*He would come towards her again, coming to crouch at the side of the tub, reaching out to grasp her chin in his fingers, tilting her head up to make him look at me. Around his neck there was the silver and gold vial that Jacob had given him, and with a light twist, he unscrewed it… In that dark bathroom the sound of a childs heart beat would ring out, fast and strong, the little beats showing up in a small projection before he would close it.*”That is our child Sydel… Out of all my children, the only one I love is Aysil, the daughter you gave me. I will be just as devoted, just as in love, just as protective of this child inside you…”*He would reach down and pull her to him, lifting her half out of the water as if she weighed nothing, as light as elderdown.*”What you don’t get… Is that she is everything you aren’t, but I will always choose you over her, every single day for the rest of my life. I am the beast you created, the monster you crafted out of flesh and bone and spirit, and I am bound to you beyond the grave… You have all of me, but Sybelle, she would be lucky to get a shadow version of me… After time I would bore of her, just as I did ith Athena, and every other good woman I had in my life… At the end of the day, the only woman I am mad for, is you.”*He would lean down a bit and kiss her once more, not hard and consuming like before, but rather with all the love and adoration he held for her… He would let her go, pulling forth a little magic, dragging out a little red velvet box.*”I love you Sydel, and I don’t know how many times I have to say it for you to trust me, so you’re going to just have to marry me.”*He would pull open the ring box to reveal a pink gold engagement ring with a ping diamond a square inch around, big enough to kill an annoyance if she swung it at someone, cushion cut style with smaller diamonds framing it and all the way around the band.*”Your mine, and if this is what it is going to take for you to realize I am not going anywhere, that I love only you, then so be it… I’d rather marry you a thousand times over than settle for anyone else.”
(08:02:07 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: ..he reminded her of what she had done to him.. what she had forced upon him.. bringing him back.. forcing him into that mortal shell.. just for her to then toss him aside. That she did it.. putting him in a body that knows pain.. and ages.. that is only half as powerful as he normally was.. only to then chase after Christopher.. that she got pregnant with him.. for nothing.. for him to toss her over the side.. dropping her like a bad habit to go back to his wife.. her breath continued to hitch there.. burning against her already abused raw throat.. she couldn’t even tell him why.. because she didn’t know herself.. she didn’t recognise the person she was then.. she didn’t know why she fell so hard.. and she did.. she fell hard for Christopher.. and if he hadn’t of killed him when he did.. she probably would have continued to just follow him around like a lost little puppy.. she told him she knew he was in love with Sybelle.. that she had seen it.. witnessed it first hand.. and as much as he wanted to deny it.. as much as he wanted to scream about it.. she knew better.. that he should just stop lying about it.. and he did.. he admitted it.. admitted to loving her madly.. that he felt wanted around her.. he didn’t feel useless.. that Sybelle let him believe that he could be something great.. something good.. something that didn’t have to hide away behind the rocks or curtains.. that she was warm and loving and free in her affection.. admitting openly to her emotions.. she didn’t fight him.. she trusted him.. she even begs him to give her children.. how Sybelle was everything she wasn’t.. everything she’s not.. oh fucking hell that stung.. Sybelle was everything she was before she died.. before she was twisted and pulled inside out.. before she was hurt and tortured.. she just couldn’t be like that.. she was far to much of a broken soul.. it was heart breaking really that.. she held back the memories from Sybelle.. that would keep her from becoming jaded and cruel.. and in turn.. he fell for her.. he fell for the part of her that she helped mould.. she helped bring to the front.. the part of her she crafted.. keeping away all the bad.. all the evil.. all the cruel and tormented emotion.. the untainted version of her.. she was fucked up.. she had been for years.. dark and sinful on the inside.. only surviving by being deceptive.. cruel and calculating.. he moved across to her there.. reaching out to grasp a hold of her chin.. tilting her head up.. she didn’t look to him straight away.. her lids remained partially closed.. she looked down at the soft ripples in the water before that sound struck her.. and she looked up.. blinking a few times..that little speedy galloping.. echoing there all around that bathroom.. her brows furrowed and her mouth dropped open a little when he said it was their child.. and that out of all of his children the only one he loved was Aysil.. the daughter she had given him.. that he would be just as devoted, just as in love and just as protective of this child that was inside her.. her head dipped forward as the sound closed off when he recapped the pendant.. her breath hitched.. he reached for her.. drawing her half out of the tub there as she trembled just a little.. he gave her that little bit of reassurance then.. that whilst Sybelle was everything she wasn’t.. he would always choose her over Sybelle.. every single day for the rest of his life.. that he was the beast she created.. the monster she crafted out of flesh and bones and spirit.. he was bound to her beyond the grave.. that at the end of the day the only woman he was mad for .. was her.. she looked like she were on the verge of tears.. her face.. her expression taking on that semi pained.. emotional state as he leant in to kiss her.. she murmured a little and returned that kiss.. her fingers curling inward against her thighs there.. the kiss broke.. a soft shattered exhale sounded as her head dipped forward.. he had said so much to her.. so very much.. and for most of it.. she was speechless.. he told her he loved her and that he didn’t know how many times he had to say it for her to trust him.. she drew a breath to speak.. to reply before he continued.. telling her she would just have to marry him.. she blinked.. looking up to him there.. she hadn’t noticed the red velvet box after the kiss.. his movements coming into play whilst her gaze was averted.. she looked visibly shocked in that moment.. her heart took a few shallow beats making her have to catch her breath.. she looked to the ring there.. resting within that tiny box.. the big pink glittering diamond.. the tiny ones framing it.. she didn’t know where to look.... oh my god.. .. he told her she was his and if this is what it was going to take for her to realise it.. then so be it.. he’d rather marry her a thousand times over than to settle for anyone else.. her lower lip actually trembled at that.. - .. you.. .. her brows furrowed- .. you want to marry me?.... it struck her quite deeply.. it was easy to fuck someone.. to profess words of love… even making a baby.. all ranking quite high on the easy scale.. but it had been a very, very long time since someone had chosen her.. a true.. public declaration.. something that might mean little or less to another.. just about made her heart explode under the pressure.. her hands rose there as she covered her cheeks.. the tears that were on the brink of bursting their banks tumbled down her cheeks there as she nodded her head- . yes.. a thousand times.. yes.. .. she would look to him there for a moment before she would just reach up and wrap her arms around him there.. burying her head atop his shoulder.. and she just cried.. she couldn’t hold it back.. she couldn’t hold it in any longer-
(08:27:13 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He knew she would be surprised, his mother didn’t come to Arvandor much, but since they had gotten married she was around a bit more… In truth, he had seen her more in the last month than he had in the last thirty years, not that he blamed her.*”Really. I am glad you two get along, sometimes my mother can be seen as a bit of an odd creature, but she has a good heart…”*They rode on, and he could tell that she was starting to recognize where they were, the way she started to perk up in the saddle. Garafin had been dead on, she was in love with the location, and the big tree was in all it’s glory in the middle of that clearing. He chuckled when she said ‘no way’, leaning in to kiss her cheek, whispering for her.*”Yes Way.”*Her reactions were just more than he could have hoped for, the gasps, her hand over her heart, the other over her lips… He could smell the food, hear the music, the sounds of voices and laughter… Children singing and someone playing the banjo… As they got closer, the white door just looked clean picked over, his mother standing as a sort of guard and helping direct everyone… He laughed when she made a face, figuring it was something on the wind she caught that didn’t suit her pretty little nose all that well, which was bound to happen at some point… He just grinned when she said he had been busy, that he was a cheeky thing, shrugging his shoulder gently.*”I have been busy… I stole you away from everyone so I Could marry you all by myself, I kind of cut out your family and your friends, so this… Is kind of my way to… Make up for it. My thanks for letting me carry on my fathers tradition… Trust me, it wasn’t easy hiding this from you, I had to have so much help from everyone!”*HE said with a laugh, coming up beside his mother, having Aylan be handed down before they dismounted. His mother gave them soft kisses of greetings before taking Aylan to be with his cousins and other little ones his age. He held her close there, his arms wrapped about her as she linked her fingers behind his head, grinning once more when she said he was spoiling her.*”Your worth every moment of it… Plus I got twenty years to make up for… I just hope this is a start…”*From there he would lead her to the door, opening it all up to her, whispering welcome to Wonderland… It was a riot of beautiful colors and all so crazy and fun and happy… There were massive cakes at the centre of each main table, each one with an Alice in Wonderland theme, but so very different from each other. There were also various tea pot and tea cup arrangements on those tables, with bottles tof all kinds of shapes and sized and colors, saying drink me… Others were cookies and cakes, little creative pieces of finger food that all said eat me, just as widely unique and varied as the drinks. There were mushrooms that just seemed to spout up here and there, all over the place, all as colourful as dreams would allow… At the bottom of their feet was the red trail, and ahead of them Sybelle would be able to see the broom dog, sweeping the line away with his head and tail and causing little fireworks of glitter to spark off with each sweep. She pulled him in for a kiss, a sweet colliding of lips that was loving and just warm, wonderful… Oh she looked as if he had given her heaven… She was so happy…*”Good!”*He would say loudly, reaching behind her to get a good grip on her ass suddenly, giving it a squeeze.*”Because you have had mine since you were five!”*He said with a laugh and as soon as they were truly in, the door shut behind them, there was a sudden loud cheer by all who were there. Cries of welcome and congratulations, party favors thrown in the air full of little streamers and confetti, glitter sparking everywhere… Cheers were raised in the form of a thousand tea cups, and it was with that all the other little enchantments started up, when the real show came up… There were butterflies that were two pieces of bread with butter on them for winds, batches of flowers would start to dance and sing along with the band that started up in earnest, above her two dragon flies were fighting with spouts of magical fire that was no more than fire crackers… Plates of food would float by, watermelons carved out in the shape of tea pots poured out various melon balls in a never ending stream, into teacups that never over flowed. Teapots poured tea into teacups with no bottom, pouring through into another pot that sang and whistled a merry tune, a knife and spoon were chasing each other about one of the tables while the butter knife stirred the jelly randomly to flick it at passing children. Pia had been running about and hit one of the magical mushrooms, the whole thing disappearing in a color of lavender smoke, leaving Pia dyed a perfect shade of pastel purple. She squealed and began to run after the other children, singing about a ‘one eyes, one horn, one human purple people eater’, all of those little ducklings running about like mad. There were several people on the dancefloor, some of them dancing very elegantly, other were just having a blast and winging it in the most hilarious ways that got rounds of approval. Rose was at one of the tables with Jacob who’s hand was bandaged and drinking a cup of tea looking like a very sophisticated look with that monacle, and Rose was poking at Ace until he put the mask on with the big fat watch pinned to his chest, her own bright fluffy cat ears wriggles and moved just like a real cats, sporting a pair of matching whiskers… Garafin called out loudly for a cheer to the husband and wife, that they survived amature night, and may they have another child like Jacob to honour Arvandor. Marabelle stood next to him and poked him in the side with a laugh, Garafin just diving in to dip her, kissing her soundly to the loud and laughing calls of those around them about the mad hare and door mouse. All the children wore a certain outfit pattern, all of them dressed up like little oysters, with Mina and Vivian being the Walrus and the Carpenter… He would take her hand and lead her to their table, the biggest one where the family was seated, a large spread of all sorts of goodies about her. He would make sure she was settled nice and comfortable there, holding his hands up, like he was going to paint a picture.*”Stay right there, just like that, I have someone who’s going to paint you! Don’t move!”*He had someone come over ith an art canvase, he wasn’t kidding, and while she was stuck sitting he ran to go get a few things… Vanishing from her line of sight, disappearing into the crush of the amazing madness around them, a book flapping by her causally as if it were perfectly normal.*
(08:27:46 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *He ran to go and get Jacob and Ace, a bright grin on his face, leaning down to whisper to them all… Rose started to laugh, clapping her hands, nodding her head enthusiastically. The boys looked at each other with a grin, Jacob giving the whole lets to it smile, Ace with the why not shrug. He got up on the stage then, the band staying up, Jacob and Ace coming to flank him… The boys had the papers floating ifront of them so they could know the words… The all had microphones infront of them, looking like one hell of a fucking gorgeous set on that stage, more than a few girls going to crush on the dance floor there. His voice was mellow with just that perfect hint of rasp, a huge grin on his face, a guitar slung over his shoulder.*
”You heard my voice I came out of the woods by choice, Shelter also gave their Shade, but in the Dark I have no name… So leave that click in my head, and I will remember the words that you said, Left a clouded mind and a heavy heart, but I was sure we could see a new start…”
”SO when your hope’s on fire, but you know your desire… Don’t hold a glass over the flame, don’t let your heart grow cold, I will call your name Sybelle, I will share your Road”
*Jacob and Ace would join in with him on the chorus, and when the three of then sang together, they just created that amazing melody there… Fingers on guitar strings and playing for her and her alone it would seem, the banjo player just cutting it up perfectly, all of it together making a uniqie sound that was addictive.*
”But hold me Fast! Hold me fast, cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer! And hold me fast, hold me fast cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer!”
*He picked it up as the long singer again.*
”I wrestled long with my youth, we tried so hard to live in the truth, but do not tell me all is fine, when I loose my head I loose my spine! SO leave that click in my head, and I won’t remember the words you said. You brought me out from the cold. Now, how I long, how I long to grow old with you. So when your hopes on fire, but you know your desire. Don’t hold a glass over the flame, don’t let your heart grow cold, I will call your name Sybelle, I will share your road!”
”But hold me Fast! Hold me Fast, Cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer… And hold me fast, Hold me fast cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer!”
”I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I am under, I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I am under, Skies I;m under!”
*The song would close off, he would step back with the guys, taking a bow there as they all laughed and the crowed cheered and laughed and clapped… He took another step back and ended up running into one of the mushrooms that had suddenly popped up behind him, and it was one of the ones that stuck to your back end til it fell off, turning to try and see it. It was bright pink with yellow spots on it, and the dang thing wriggled and bounced on his butt, like it wanted to dance. He started to just laugh and tried to get off stage without hitting anyone, knowing he had to walk the thing off. Pia thought it would be hilarious to run and jump on it, sitting on the dancing rump mushroom painted pink… IF this wasn’t a wonderland for her, nothing would be!*
--misses post due to cunt room--
(04:28:18 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *They weren’t the chattiest couple of people in the world, with them, more often than not they were soft spoken… They chose to just spend time together outside, having adventures, using touches to convey what they meant versus elaborate script… Still, this was something they needed to do, because not talking about it wasn’t going to work… They were both a little afraid of hurting the others feelings, holding back their own emotions and doubts, trying to be strong for the other… Not the best thing for a marriage, which in a way probably helped tip the scale in favour of his brother for a moment, knowing that he probably let Sybelle not have to make any decisions… He just wanted her to know she had her freedom, he had learned too late just how much of it had been taken from her, determined not to do that to her… At the end of the day though, maybe she needed to have him make some of the choices for her, take control… It was going to be a baby step… This wouldn’t be fixed over night, but they could do it, he knew they could…He admitted he had been a bit fucked up after what he saw, alerting the villagers to something being up, saying he just wasn’t in the right state of mind to handle it… She agreed, he watched her lips, the way she rubbed them together like she did when she was thinking… He apologized for her coming into a house that reeked of vices, he thought he had thrown the window, but he was so fucking drunk he also thought he could fly… Thankfully his legs didn’t take him to any high surfaces…*”I will anyways Sybelle… You have a right to safe and come home without worrying about that… End of story.”*It wasn’t her fault he had shit for coping methods. She went on to explain everything, how it had gone from start to finish, from who kissed who to where… He knew how hard it was with his brother, to the one he wanted to charm he was damn near angelic, but by all the Gods he was the devil himself to the rest. He had this skill to make everyone else look bad while they tried to explain the truth too, like he was the perfect Lucifer, letting his victim head on to hell without any assistance from himself. He heard her catch on the word party but he didn’t answer, just rolled over it, going on about the house he bought twenty years ago… He felt her fingers curl in tighter, his own coming in with hers, to cradle and support her hand without caging it.*”I’m glad… It’s a bit uh… Well… Abandoned… After you left I didn’t do anything with it… I have a few of my guys who go and clean it for me once every few months, but that’s really it, so we got a lot of work ahead of ourselves… But we have room to grow there, a lot of room, enough for you to let your imagination go wild… With Ace being back home, we might even have snow, can you think of that? You and I, Aylan asleep on the rug, curled up in front of the fire… We’ll watch the snow fall on the pines outside the windows… Skate on the lake…”*He said before his words drifted off, catching her movement, not sure what she was going to do… He was less so worried about what she was going to possibly do to him, more like what she might be doing to herself, like possibly running and jumping from the bed… He just reached out and pulled her in, not letting her keep that distance, wrapping her in his arms… As if he would let her go…*”Stupid head…”*He said softly, something they used to call the other when they were being proper retarded, often laced with a lot of affection for one another. So they had a bump in their road, they were both far from perfect, and those bumps would show just how well they weathered future trials… And there would be trials he was sure, there always was, but he was more than willing to go through each one because she was worth fighting for.*”I love you Bells… I’ve loved you my whole life… This isn’t going to make me love you less, you know that, don’t you?... I loved you through death and back, this right here, it’s just a little bump… We are going to have them through our very, very long, very happy marriage… That’s alright by me…Your worth the roughest road, so long as you are beside me, holding my hand.”*He held her as she held him, giving her everything she needed from him, just letting her soak it all up… He wasn’t going to go anywhere, not at all, and she didn’t need to worry about that. He ran his fingers through her hair, pressing soft kisses to her temple before she would go to sneak a kiss to the side of his mouth, finding his full on lips instead with a cheeky grin of his. She asked about his outfit, really getting a look at it, and he wiggled his brows at her.*”I have been busy the last week and a half, my dear Alice, now are you going to come along or not? Our white rabbit tends to have a bit of a short temper and the oysters are only in season for so long!”*He teased her, nodding his head, moving down to pick up Aylan.*”Hey there my baby boy…”*He would say, holding him close while Sybelle got dressed, having a bit of an acrobat act with it… Not that he didn’t enjoy the view… She would always be the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. He had a pair of boots on his belt with some nice warm wool stockings for her, handing them over before he would zip her up for her, hearing the question there and laughing a bit.*”Worst. Treeclimb. Ever. This place is pretty high you know, and that tree is not very friendly to people who weigh more than a bird, nearly busted my ass a time or two… I’ll tell you all about my adventure later, right now missy, I need your beautiful self down that ladder. We really can’t have you late for your own unbirthday party, hell even the door mouse would think that was just tacky!”*He’d tease, setting up the ladder with her, helping her with Aylan before they made their way down. Once they were down, he looked at his clock, they wouldn’t make it in time without a bit of help. He called his horse over, having her get on first, then himself up behind her. They went full gallop, but the gait was smooth, not too bad of a jostling. He would stop by their house, it was closest to the party, urging her to go on up and finish getting dressed. She couldn’t look like she just got pounced, the least he could do was give her a chance to brush her hair and wash her face, get her dress a bit straighter.*
(04:53:42 )
??°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *The servants had the good fucking sense to answer his calls nearly instantly, and once he had that olive oil he pried her mouth open and poured it down her throat, working his hand over it to make her swallow it… This was wrong… So wrong… He had seen her take poison before to kill Aysil before she had been born, and with how mad she had been, he thought she was trying to do it again… He shoved his fingers down her throat, seeing her arch up and stiffen, but she slipped back down just as easily. Too easy to mistake as a muscle spasm… He was begging her, whispering to her, telling her the truth… The whole fucking truth…She was always so brash, she always jumped to the wrong conclusions, reacting to things before he got to explain things… He shoved his fingers down her throat again, and this time that got the reaction he needed, holding her as she threw up over the side of the tub, coughing and groaning… He saw the blood streaks there, and despite all his struggles, tears were falling down his cheeks… He pulled her in tight when she said she would break his fingers.*”God I fucking hate you…”*He held her tight, so damn tight against him, his face buried in the spot between her neck and her shoulder as he just cried…. He held her like she was going to just vanish, or worse, she would just die…*”What the Fuck were you thinking? Huh? Did you just think it was ok to try and fucking kill yourself?!”*He pulled back and slapped her across the cheek, hard, diving in to grab her hair in both his hands and kiss her with all the fury and passion he had in his heart for her… He wouldn’t stop until she was either breathless or she pushed him off.*”You just… Dammit… Why did you do that? Why? What the hell were you trying to do? To punish me?”*He was mad, he was scared, he was a fucking wreck and the most vulnerable she would ever see him…Raw, exposed, vulnerable… The idea of losing her had shaken him badly, especially when he felt it was his fault, her doing it because of what she saw. He shook her hard, once, twice… Oh she had shaken him badly.*”Listen you foolish girl, I did that with Sybelle to fuck with Diovan, to stab him where it hurt. I wouldn’t knock her up, it’s not worth the trouble to get a kid on her, she’s already pregnant with his kid dammit! He was in town and I knew he would be coming by the shop, I wanted him to see his wife screaming MY name, just to watch him fucking Break.”*Her ideas, her conjectures, they had all been wrong… She had the wrong idea, the wrong everything, the only part of it that had been straight forward in that event was the barb. That slap inside her head, pissed off and angry with her, hurting… God he was still hurting, no one could get under his skin, wrap his heart in razor wire like she did.*”You kept going on fucking about with Leon, having him mount you in my fucking BED, just because your pissed that I was handling Ace. It’s like you forgot that without him, there is no war on Navere, no massive drow bodies for you to slaughter.”*He pulled his hands through is hair, rocking his head back, his chest was on fire from the almost heart attack she had given him… His throat burned from the tears that, now once started, he couldn’t stop.*”How much do I have to do Sydel, for you to just fucking trust me, to know that you’re the one fucking person I Give a damn about… Your the ONE person I can’t lose…”*He looked at her, and it was there in his eyes, she was pushing him too far…*”I’m at the end of my rope with you… I give you everything… I give you revenge, sex, toys, lovers… I clean up your messes, I satisfy your every wish, you have the finest of everything because of what I do… And it’s like… You just spit in my face about it…”*He would slide her off his lap if she wasn’t already off of it, climbing out of the tub, gloriously naked and soaking wet.*”You better fucking check yourself Sydel… This was the last stunt of yours I’m going to tolerate… I’m done with your games.”
(05:24:03 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..they spoke.. like a proper adult conversation.. and yet neither of them got angry or upset.. it was done right.. it was calm.. and honest.. and it was what they both needed.. he told her she had the right to be safe and to come home without worrying about his addictions coming into play.. she would never blame him for what he did.. ever.. she understood addiction she had seen it in others.. she knew it was one of those things that was never really gone.. not fully.. she would always support him.. be there for him if he felt as though he were failing.. falling back into old habits.. but on this one occasion.. if the roles were reversed.. she probably would have reacted in the same way.. he spoke about the house.. this little home.. this slice of heaven that was all his own.. how it had been abandoned for.. well a very long time.. since she left..that he had a bit of help to tidy it ever so often but that they would both need to do some work on it.. that there was room for them to grow there.. lots of it.. plenty of space to let her imagination run wild.. and how they could even see their first snowflall.. in.. as long as the both of them could remember it.. she couldn’t help the smile that slowly crept across her lips there.. nodding her head- .. sounds perfectly magical.. .. and it did.. it truly did.. it sounded perfect and just what they needed.. to re-learn one another.. to just be with one another.. there had been far to many distractions as of late.. and for a newly married couple they needed to exist elsewhere.. she placed Aylan down upon the bedding there and shifted in a little closer.. perhaps a ittle hesitant and so greatful when he reached for her.. pulling her in wrapping her up in his arms there as her own slid around him to hold him tightly.. she couldn’t help the laughter that sounded when he called her ‘stupid head’ .. she buried her head down into his shoulder there as he did the same to her.. - .. takes one to know one.. .. she would bite down into her lower lip there as she chuckled a little more.. this felt good.. it felt warm and nice.. and safe there in his arms.. it caused up a flicker of images.. of pictures of memories to float to the surface like flower petals.. of times when he had just held her.. just like this when they were younger.. - .. I love you.. .. she would whisper there when he proclaimed the same to her.. that he had loved her his whole life.. that this was jus a bump in the road and they could weather through it.. they could do this.. and more as long as she was there beside him.. holding his hand.. - .. always.. .. she would reply quietly- .. right beside you.. .. a soft sigh sounded as he ran his fingers through her hair there.. pressing his lips to her temples before she would move to drop one there upon his cheek.. there to the corner of his lips only to find the cheek shifting so it landed there upon his lips.. her cheeks flushed a little and she laughed.. shaking her head.. he commented about how busy he had been this last week and a half.. asking if she was going to come along and she nodded.. watching him take Aylan there as she slid out of her sweather.. drawing the dress down over her head.. greatful for the stockings once those slacks left her legs bare.. they would keep her warm..and the the boots.. she came to notice the ladder being drawn up though.. curious as to how on earth he got up the tree.. - .. Oh I am so sorry.. .. she laughed a little but covered her mouth.. he said they needed to make haste that the door mouse would think it tacky if she were late.. her brow rose.. - .. I have my eye on you dear husband.. I knew something was up!.. .. she lingered there a moment longer.. just looking to him as she made her way down that ladder.. reaching to take Aylan when he was close to the bottom before the pair of them would settle up upon his horse.. making short work of the distance he was thoughtful enough to give her a little time to..freshen up.. putting a brush to her hair.. fastening a black tied bow up in it..letting it come to settle there upon the top of her head.. she splashed her face with water.. still generally dealing with that queasy .. slight nauseous feeling.. but she hadn’t eaten since that cake she had the day before.. and that was.. closer to lunch.. drying her face off with a soft towel there.. looking down into her reflection.. she was still not to terribly happy with herself.. it still stung.. it ached there in the middle of her chest.. she applied a little gloss there to her lips.. picking up a little cherry red.. straightening that dress.. tugging down upon it and adjusting those stockings . before she moved out to meet him once more.. reaching up to take his hand as she settled back upon his horse with him.. leaning into him there- .. you simply must tell me what is going on.. I am extremely curious..
(05:36:40 )
?..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She had teleported back home just fine, though by all the gods, her legs were perfectly shot… She was exhausted, mentally and physically, it had been such a day… Tirithon, the potions and the truly wild sex with Jacob, then the revelations and savage fucking with Ace… Oh even with her nearly inexhaustible amounts of energy, this girl was Wiped! She had pretty much stumbled into bed with Jacob and fell head long into the deepest sleep she had ever known, no dreams or nightmares, but pure restorative zonkage. She woke up to Jacob giving her a kiss on her forehead, and he just looked amazing, happy and settled in his own skin… She knew the surgery was today too, and she was a lot more uncertain about it than he was, but she had little reason to think it would go well… She had pissed Tirithon off enough for him to threaten her life, and with something like this surgery, it was too easy for him to hurt Jacob… He had gotten into a quick bath, and while he was in she cleaned up a bit, made the bed and got their costumes out for them for the next day… When he was done he went to start breakfast, she opted to grab a shower, waking herself up and giving her skin and hair a quick scrub down. She was dressed in nothing but her panties and bra as they shared his breakfast, her eyes just devouring him across the table, warm with love and desire… She got dressed in a simple dress, perhaps if she wore something like this the Doctor wouldn’t kill her soon to be husband, Gods it was morbid…Once Jacob was dressed they left, finding the wing cleared as the surgeon basically told everyone to stuff it with a tongue depressor, thinking if it were under other circumstances… She might just like him. She had kissed Jacob softly, telling him she loved him before he went under, that she was going to be here the entire time… When Jacob was under she did all she could to help the Doctor, not crowding him at all, being in fact an incredibly helpful assistant. Jacob had trained her, and she had been his assistant for the months they had worked at the hospital together when she was just barely pregnant, she knew all the names for all the tools, how to give the Doctor what he needed the moment he needed it. The Doctor in turn showed her a few tricks, things she could relate to Jacob, so she memorized them well… After it was done, she had her instructions, and she nodded her head in understanding… She then went up to the Doctor and hugged him gently, knowing how some Doctors were about affection, her own Jacob had been the same at first…. She thanked him for not hurting Jacob, and that she knew he had gone against orders to make sure he made it out ok, and that she would find a way to pay him back… She had taken Jacob home, poor baby was a tad on the loopy side, making her laugh as she had to haul him about this way and that. At the end she had put him into bed and basically used the down time to finish straightening up the house, even doing a bit of baking, some lemon cookies with lavender frosting for him to enjoy tomorrow morning… When the day did roll around they were up early, knowing that Diovan wanted everyone there around eight or so…. She helped Jacob get dressed but at the end of it all she wanted to undress him again, he filled out those pants in a way that should be bloody illegal, with that crisp white high collar shirt and blue short coat, he looked amazing. She knew who he was with the monacle he had to wear along with the blue hat with the twin antennae. He was the caterpillar! She herself had a really easy outfit, just shorts and a shirt, though they were all beautifully tailored, it was no where near as complicated as Jacobs. She slid on the pink and purple stripped nylons, the pink and white diamond patterned shorts with the high waist and the bubble shape to them that made her look too cute, the white shirt with the purple vest and pink scarf… She left her hair down, putting pink glittering tinsel through it here and there, putting on the fluffy purple and pink cat ears and the tail that attacked to her rump. The booties were the cutest damn things, purple and pink and made of three different patterns that came up over her ankles, tied with a pink chiffon ribbon… She was done in no time, and she really was excited, she needed to have some fun, they all did. She put on a cheeky but perfectly kissable soft pink gloss on her lips that smelled like bubblegum, her cheeks she left bare, and choosing a pink and purple eyeshadow for her make up… She tinted her eyebrows alternate purple and pink, the lids beneath opposite colors as well, running her kohl pencil over her lashes and the top of her eyes to give that sexy cats eye flick at the end. Ace said he would meet them at the party, he had a few errands to run, a few things to do which she perfectly understood. She hooked her arm about Jacobs waist, looking up at him with a bright happy smile on her cheeks, so glad for…. Everything… All of it… She would help him down the ladders and such, she knew it was hard to do it one handed, both of them making their way down without incident… It was cool still, the fog was thick and low, giving everything a bit of a fairy tale like quality as they walked… That was how it would remain till they arrived at the party after meeting up with Ace half way, the three of them walking together then, her between the two as she sang and skipped a bit.*
(05:54:39 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: .. he had startled her to wake.. dragging her back into the life of the living – so to speak.. making her throw up as he clung to her like glue.. clutching her.. holding her in his arms as she threw up the clear fluids and blood.. she spluttered and choked.. coughing and groaning cause it burnt all the way up the inside of her throat.. her first words were a comment on breaking his fingers.. its what she felt was appropriate.. she wanted to break his fingers.. off if possible.. his reply though.. well that may as well have been a profession of love between those two as he held her in even tighter.. burying his faze in that spot where her neck met her shoulder.. she felt the trembling there.. she could hear his breathing catch.. she blinked a few times.. slowly coming round before she felt that white hot sting.. he slapped her fare across the face.. she couldn’t help the cry that was torn from between her lips there.. her cheek reddening quickly ..he just about took the vision from her in that moment.. everything seemed to go white.. before he grabbed her just as fiercly.. his hold bruising against her porcelain coloured skin.. his lips plied to hers.. colliding.. crushing and claiming as he left her breathless.. she just sagged against him for the moment.. he yelled at her.. he screamed at her.. asking her why she did it.. what the hell was she trying to do.. was it all to punish him.. she shook her head- .. no.. .. her voice crackled there as her throat ached.. he continued to shake her then.. over and over.. she just blinked and whined.. her brain was getting quite a bouncing around in her head.. her fingers curled inward to grip onto his hands.. her nails scratching there as he continued to yell and bark and scream.. telling her she was foolish.. that he had only done it to fuck with his brother.. to stab him where it hurt.. that he wouldn’t knock Sybelle up.. it wasn’t worth the trouble to get a kid on her.. that Sybelle was apparently already pregnant.. that he knew Diovan would be in town.. and that he wanted his brother to witness his wife screaming out his name.. just to break him..she swallowed.. wincing as it caned .. that stung.. that hurt.. she had been wrong she’d jumped to the wrong conclusion.. she had just assumed..it seemed like the most logical answer at the time.. she looked up to him there from saturated dark lashes.. he spoke about the kid she had been fucking with.. and how she had indeed taken him into his bed…how she had forgotten how much they needed Ace to get the war with Navere even started.. otherwise there would be no drow bodies for them to slaughter.. she watched him staring to self destruct .. pulling his hair as his body arched inward.. the tears streaming down his cheeks.. she honestly couldn’t remember a time she had seen him like this.. ever.. it was almost frightening.. he stared her down.. she held that gaze there as he told her he was at the end of his rope.. that he gave her everything.. satisfied her every wish.. and she just continues to spit in his face about it.. before he slid her aside..climbing out of the tub there.. Oh yes he was naked.. and with a fucking god like body but in that moment her eyes were upon his face.. he told her she better check herself.. that this was the last stunt he would tolerate.. he was done with her games.. she swallowed as she remained there upon the indent of the tub.. her forehead came down to rest there upon her knees as she drew them upward.. her arms reaching around to hold them there- .. I’m sorry.. .. she would speak out to him.. wether or not he remained in the room to hear it or not.. she would say it.. .. it wasn’t about.. punishing you.. .. her eyes remained closed.. head dipped and would stay that way- .. it hurt more than.. perhaps I was willing to say.. and I guess.. I understood.. in that moment what it felt like.. for you.. when Chris was there.. .. she rubbed her lips together.. her voice continued to crackle and her pitch was all over the place- ..I bore witness to you two.. when she was upfront.. I saw the look in your eyes.. I saw more than I think you realise.. I know that I’m not soft.. or sweet I know that I’m a bit more.. angular in shape and rough around the edges.. I’m not warm to the touch.. she’s basically you’re ideal .. which is why you and your brother fight over her.. as much as youw ant to deny it.. I see it.. I saw it before we arrived in Arvandor.. I saw it the last time we were all together.. please don’t lie to me.. . she exhaled- ..You love her.. You have a genuine attraction to her.. I’ll admit.. I was wrong.. and I jumped to the wrong conclusion.. but you can’t deny that you want her.. .. her lids opened as she tilted her head.. letting it come to rest there upon her knees as she looked across to him if he were still in the doorway-.. it hurt because I can only get pregnant if I want to.. and I... hesitation- .. thought.. perhaps a little foolishly.. when we shared that.. when we both came to the same conclusion.. in that bedroom.. on that night.. that you wouldn’t go and ... her lids closed over she couldn’t finish her sentence- .. so when I saw that you were.. it hurt.. and I lashed out.. and I decided.. on my way out to do you a favour.. I hurt you.. far to often.. and I couldn’t live with the knowledge that you were wanting to share that.. with her.. .. for all intents and purposes.. Sybelle was Sydel.. it was her.. but it was the good side.. it was the loving side.. the one that wasn’t jaded and cruel.. the one that wasn’t sharp and nasty.. it made sense that so many loved her.. wanted to be with her.. so when she came across him and her.. well.. it wasn’t so much of a shock as it was.. an ending-.. im sorry..
(06:40:57 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *It was settled… After the party, they were packing house, taking everything they couldn’t live without and going to load it up on the cart and just leaving… They would leave after Jacobs wedding to Rose, wish them all good luck in their own honey moon adventures and married life, and just cut tail… Fact is that between offering to baby sit, the trial, being sucked into everyone elses games… They weren’t getting to really even be married, let alone newlyweds, so he thought that might be a big chunk of the problem right there.*”We’ll pack up when we get home, take everything we need to the other house, everything that we can’t live without… I think we can leave after Jacob and Rose’s wedding? Unless there is something else we need to stick around for a little bit longer about? “*He had no idea they were all going to Silverthorn after all, he hadn’t been told, but there was time enough for that. Right now they had jumped some really big hurdles, had some nasty thrown at their marriage, and they came out on top. It wasn’t smooth, but nothing worth having is easy, it’s the blood sweat and tears that make something truly valuable… She had come in in then, as if she were afraid he would reject her, when nothing could be farther from the truth. He had pulled her into his arms, holding her close, calling her a stupid head. Her laughter was all he needed to know that the crisis had run it’s course, they were ok, they were going to be just fine…*”Yeah uh-huh, I admit, I’m a pretty big stupid head.”*He said with a chuckle… They shared words of love and understanding, that it didn’t matter how insane the world around them got, so long as they did it together they would overcome anything… Hugs were shared, kisses too, and he felt like they could finally start their day on the right foot. He held Aylan as she got dressed, noticing the ladder was up, and when she asked how he got up… He told her. Yeah, if anyone ever said lacy was for women, they were out of their minds. Try climbing a tree with lace cuffs and not ripping the shit out of it, that takes some mad skills, just mad. *”No need to apologize, I just learned that I can climb AND look fabulous while I do it, I thank you!”*He would tip his top hat to her with a wink then, striking a pose before she dropped the ladder, telling her they had to get a move on. He laughed as they made their way down, neither refusing, or admitting to anything on that front. They made their way down and onto is horse, the three of them together were still lighter than what he had to carry on long ranges, so it was nothing for the beast to get them home in no time. He figured she would need to get freshened up, to take care of a few more… Femenine things… He and Aylan just hung out on the horse while she did her business, waiting for her when she came down, handing her Aylan before lifting her up in front of him again. They would make it JUST in time, their friends and family would be there a little before them, but not too much… While they rode, she leaned into him, asking him what was going on and that she was all smashing curious about it.*”I must do no such thing, my dear wife, other than love you uncontrollably that is.”*He would tease her there, leaning down a little to kiss the top of her head, noting the perfect black bow.*”Mother is there, she said she wanted to stop in for a little bit, check up on Aylan and see how you were doing. She’s coming around more for you… She likes you.”*He said, and he knew Sybelle liked her mother in law… They grew closer and as they did, she might be able to recognise the little valley they were in, the one she used to drag him to, to collect dartwings for her…. There was a massive oak tree in the middle that had all colors of fire and flame in it’s leaves, still nice and thick despite the cold… There were fairies here and there, lighting peoples way to the party, couples like Ace, Jacob and Rose for instance… There were little sighs out in the fog, the sun not yet high, still a touch on the darker side of dawn. She would see the little eyes peeping out into the fog, hear the little strains of music on the air, the signs that seemed to point and everything and nothing and all so very confusing… There was the thick green briarwood hedge all around it, the air smelling sweet because of those tiny blue blossoms there, keeping so many things hidden. At the only opening stood his mother by a white door, many of the keys had been taken down by those who had arrived, leaving it to look a little bare. As they got closer Sybelle would be able to smell the food at last… The hot chocolate and cinnamon tea… the eggs, bacon and ham… Fresh bread… Coffee… The sounds of laughter of those she loved, Garafins huge booming laugh shocking out now and then, followed by peals from what was a small crowd… There was the sound of Pia singing, sounding like a little rendition of her mother, Aysil singing with her in a lovely little duette… Giggling children abounded… His mother had come up to take the horse from them, all of them dismounting, Mala coming to take Aylan with the other children while pressing a kiss to each of their cheeks… He would stand beside her for a moment and pull her in for a hug.*”You ready to come to Wonderland with me, Miss Alice?”*He would tease softly before walking her over to the door, not needing keys for themselves, and he would lean forward and open the door for her… Revealing to her the little slice of Wonderland that he had made, just for her… The large dance floor, the band playing on their platform, the dozen tables filled with so many different decorations that it was a feast for the mind and the eye… The croquet area, the tree itself with hundreds of teacups hanging from it by strings, the tea pots whistling and steaming without heat in an infectious melody… There, at the front where he was taking her in, hung a banner… It proclaimed quite loudly in red playing cards, “We’re All A Little Mad Here!” and beneath that, “Welcome to Sybelle and Diovan Fironiils Wedding Celebration Party!”*”Welcome to Wonderland sweetheart… I love you.”
(07:08:26 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..she had slid her gloved hand into his there as she used him as her own anchor.. pulling herself up onto the horse there.. settling in nice and close with him and Aylan as the three of them took off in.. well where-ever direction he was taking her.. it was all so secretive and quiet.. he was up to something.. she even tried to get him to tell her but to no avail.. him proudly proclaiming he would do no such thing other than to love her uncontrollably.. she couldn’t help but smile there as she rested in close.. her lids half closed as he pressed his lips to the top of her head.. she was a little surprised to hear his Mother would be there- .. really?.... she blinked.. looking to him with her head tilted to the side.. she chewed on the inside of her cheek.. oh she liked his Mum.. she was such a beautiful woman and they seemed to get along so very well.. even in the short period they had the chance to talk.. - .. I look forward to seeing her again.. she’s a wonderful woman.. she really is.. I learnt a lot from her.. even in that short time we had to spend together.. . she rested her head back upon his shoulder there as she watched the countryside move past them.. coming into the clearing there.. he would have noticed her lifting her head up as the valley came into view.. her brows furrowed as she glanced around.. an audible breath.. a gasp sounding as her hand rose to press to her lips there.. oh she remembered it well.. extremely well..- .. Oh no way.. .. her gaze shifted.. from left to right.. her smile only growing there as she clutched at her chest there right above her heart.. she noticed the massive oak tree right in the middle.. the colours.. the fire and flame in its leaves.. when everything else seemed to bare.. so barren.. it was like a beacon in the blight.. she blinked when the fairies came into view.. - .. Oh my.. .. she sat up a little.. the lights.. the signs.. how with the sun not yet high enough there was still that little bit of fog and darkness.. giving everything that fairy tale feel.. that almost spooky ethereal touch.. she could see the hedging.. the blossom scent floating about.. before her duo coloured gaze would fall upon his mother there and she just smiled.. her head tilting at the sight of the door.. the many nooks for keys already taken.. the food made her screw up her face just a little.. made her scrunch up her nose.. it was sweet and lush.. but she still wasn’t feeling quite so crash hot.. the sounds of the shared laughter though caught her attention.. making her smile broaden as she nudged him with her elbow- .. Oh you have been so busy!.. you cheeky thing.. .. they came to a stop there.. the reigns of the horse taken a hold before he would move to dismount.. she watched as Aylan was taken off to settle in with the other children before she would take his hand.. slowly hopping down herself.. a soft colouring there in her cheeks in response to the kiss there.. before he pulled her in for a hug.. her arms reached up to link behind his head there as she curled in tight.. - .. you’re spoiling me.. .. she would whisper there against his chest before he pulled back.. tilting her gaze up to look to him.. to watch him before he would guide her toward the door.. leaning it open.. letting her see everything for what it was.. the whole event just opening up for her there.. her eyes widened considerably and she gasped loudly.. her hands rose as she clutched the sides of her face.. she didn’t know where to look first.. there was So much going on.. the dance floor.. the music.. the tables.. Oh goodness the tables and how they were decorated.. it was all so beautifully eclectic and random.. the tea cups and flowers.. the croquet and the tea pots.. she chewed on her lower lip there as her eyes became quite glassy there.. the banner made her laugh.. oh it was all too precious.. she was just smiling from ear to ear.. she couldn’t help it.. everything else in that moment.. in that second just melted away.. any stress.. any worry.. any concern or ill feeling.. was gone.. her poor heart was stuttering there in her chest when he came up behind her.. speaking his soft welcome and his profession of his love for her.. she turned.. glancing over her shoulder there before she just turned and wrapped her arms around him so tightly.. lifting up onto her toes there.. he was quite a ways taller than her afterall.. before her lids would collide with his own.. drawing him in for a sweet little loving kiss.. her cheeks felt hot.. and she couldn’t help the smile she wore.. a little murmur when it broke there- .. I love you Diovan.. you have my whole heart for my whole life..
(07:19:47 )
??°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *He had thrashed her about without a doubt, slapping her hard, giving her a good shake in his lap. She had scared the ever living fuck out of him, he thought she had killed herself, for the love of fuck there was a vial of poison beside her… What was he supposed to think honestly? It wasn’t as if she had given him any other reason to think anything but that… She broke his fucking heart… She hurt him worse than anyone else could or had to date, slashing open that fragile heart he had given her, and it just came out in a flood all at once. He cried, not because he was weak, but because he couldn’t take it anymore… It was too much shit to just handle, her constant hurting him because she was petty and small, because she refused to love anyone but herself… It was even worse when she told him she loved him when they got pregnant… He had trusted her, believed her when she said that, and then to find out she could just toss his ass over so easily… He heard her no in reply, that she wasn’t trying to punish him, but he had a hard time believing that… At the end he pushed her off his lap, he didn’t want her there, she was alive and that was all that mattered… He had to get away from her, or he would either kill her, or fuck her raw. Her sorry though… That made him stop in the doorway, his shoulders falling as he turned around, leaning against the doorframe to watch her… His voice was low, though gods if it wasn’t rough, on the edge of the tears he was trying to control.*”It was worse for me… You brought me back, you forced me into a mortal shell, just for you to toss me aside… You did this to me Sydel… Put me in this meat sack of a body, one that ages and knows pain, one that is only half as powerful as I normally am… YOU… Then to see you just chase after that fucking puppet like he was the Gods gift to you, fucking him, fuck Sydel… You got PREGANT with him… The one thing I asked you for, you just fucking Gave him, tossed it at his feet… And for what? For him to toss you over the side. He dropped you like a bad fucking habit to go back to his wife… And you blame me for snapping his fucking neck and trying to spare you the pain.”*There were so many things he did for her behind the scenes that he never talked about, that he never let her see, didn’t want her to… She went on about how she knew he loved Sybelle… That stuck him harder than he would admit… She was right, despite what he said otherwise, despite how many walls he tried to put up to keep people from seeing it… Oh course he loved her… He loved her and it hurt him, it burned him like he was trying to hold a star in his hands, wanting so desperately to touch her yet but knowing he would burn up in the end… He exhaled slowly, hearing her ask him not to lie to her…*”I love her… I love her madly… When I’m around her, I don’t feel unwanted or useless, I don’t feel like the dark creature you turned me into… She lets me believe that I can be something great… Good… Something that doesn’t have to hide beneath rocks, behind curtains, in the shadow of the world… She is warm and loving, she is free in her affection, in admitting her emotions no matter what form they take… She doesn’t fight me… She trusts me… She begs me to give her children… She is everything you aren’t Sydel… Everything your not.”*He would come towards her again, coming to crouch at the side of the tub, reaching out to grasp her chin in his fingers, tilting her head up to make him look at me. Around his neck there was the silver and gold vial that Jacob had given him, and with a light twist, he unscrewed it… In that dark bathroom the sound of a childs heart beat would ring out, fast and strong, the little beats showing up in a small projection before he would close it.*”That is our child Sydel… Out of all my children, the only one I love is Aysil, the daughter you gave me. I will be just as devoted, just as in love, just as protective of this child inside you…”*He would reach down and pull her to him, lifting her half out of the water as if she weighed nothing, as light as elderdown.*”What you don’t get… Is that she is everything you aren’t, but I will always choose you over her, every single day for the rest of my life. I am the beast you created, the monster you crafted out of flesh and bone and spirit, and I am bound to you beyond the grave… You have all of me, but Sybelle, she would be lucky to get a shadow version of me… After time I would bore of her, just as I did ith Athena, and every other good woman I had in my life… At the end of the day, the only woman I am mad for, is you.”*He would lean down a bit and kiss her once more, not hard and consuming like before, but rather with all the love and adoration he held for her… He would let her go, pulling forth a little magic, dragging out a little red velvet box.*”I love you Sydel, and I don’t know how many times I have to say it for you to trust me, so you’re going to just have to marry me.”*He would pull open the ring box to reveal a pink gold engagement ring with a ping diamond a square inch around, big enough to kill an annoyance if she swung it at someone, cushion cut style with smaller diamonds framing it and all the way around the band.*”Your mine, and if this is what it is going to take for you to realize I am not going anywhere, that I love only you, then so be it… I’d rather marry you a thousand times over than settle for anyone else.”
(08:02:07 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: ..he reminded her of what she had done to him.. what she had forced upon him.. bringing him back.. forcing him into that mortal shell.. just for her to then toss him aside. That she did it.. putting him in a body that knows pain.. and ages.. that is only half as powerful as he normally was.. only to then chase after Christopher.. that she got pregnant with him.. for nothing.. for him to toss her over the side.. dropping her like a bad habit to go back to his wife.. her breath continued to hitch there.. burning against her already abused raw throat.. she couldn’t even tell him why.. because she didn’t know herself.. she didn’t recognise the person she was then.. she didn’t know why she fell so hard.. and she did.. she fell hard for Christopher.. and if he hadn’t of killed him when he did.. she probably would have continued to just follow him around like a lost little puppy.. she told him she knew he was in love with Sybelle.. that she had seen it.. witnessed it first hand.. and as much as he wanted to deny it.. as much as he wanted to scream about it.. she knew better.. that he should just stop lying about it.. and he did.. he admitted it.. admitted to loving her madly.. that he felt wanted around her.. he didn’t feel useless.. that Sybelle let him believe that he could be something great.. something good.. something that didn’t have to hide away behind the rocks or curtains.. that she was warm and loving and free in her affection.. admitting openly to her emotions.. she didn’t fight him.. she trusted him.. she even begs him to give her children.. how Sybelle was everything she wasn’t.. everything she’s not.. oh fucking hell that stung.. Sybelle was everything she was before she died.. before she was twisted and pulled inside out.. before she was hurt and tortured.. she just couldn’t be like that.. she was far to much of a broken soul.. it was heart breaking really that.. she held back the memories from Sybelle.. that would keep her from becoming jaded and cruel.. and in turn.. he fell for her.. he fell for the part of her that she helped mould.. she helped bring to the front.. the part of her she crafted.. keeping away all the bad.. all the evil.. all the cruel and tormented emotion.. the untainted version of her.. she was fucked up.. she had been for years.. dark and sinful on the inside.. only surviving by being deceptive.. cruel and calculating.. he moved across to her there.. reaching out to grasp a hold of her chin.. tilting her head up.. she didn’t look to him straight away.. her lids remained partially closed.. she looked down at the soft ripples in the water before that sound struck her.. and she looked up.. blinking a few times..that little speedy galloping.. echoing there all around that bathroom.. her brows furrowed and her mouth dropped open a little when he said it was their child.. and that out of all of his children the only one he loved was Aysil.. the daughter she had given him.. that he would be just as devoted, just as in love and just as protective of this child that was inside her.. her head dipped forward as the sound closed off when he recapped the pendant.. her breath hitched.. he reached for her.. drawing her half out of the tub there as she trembled just a little.. he gave her that little bit of reassurance then.. that whilst Sybelle was everything she wasn’t.. he would always choose her over Sybelle.. every single day for the rest of his life.. that he was the beast she created.. the monster she crafted out of flesh and bones and spirit.. he was bound to her beyond the grave.. that at the end of the day the only woman he was mad for .. was her.. she looked like she were on the verge of tears.. her face.. her expression taking on that semi pained.. emotional state as he leant in to kiss her.. she murmured a little and returned that kiss.. her fingers curling inward against her thighs there.. the kiss broke.. a soft shattered exhale sounded as her head dipped forward.. he had said so much to her.. so very much.. and for most of it.. she was speechless.. he told her he loved her and that he didn’t know how many times he had to say it for her to trust him.. she drew a breath to speak.. to reply before he continued.. telling her she would just have to marry him.. she blinked.. looking up to him there.. she hadn’t noticed the red velvet box after the kiss.. his movements coming into play whilst her gaze was averted.. she looked visibly shocked in that moment.. her heart took a few shallow beats making her have to catch her breath.. she looked to the ring there.. resting within that tiny box.. the big pink glittering diamond.. the tiny ones framing it.. she didn’t know where to look.... oh my god.. .. he told her she was his and if this is what it was going to take for her to realise it.. then so be it.. he’d rather marry her a thousand times over than to settle for anyone else.. her lower lip actually trembled at that.. - .. you.. .. her brows furrowed- .. you want to marry me?.... it struck her quite deeply.. it was easy to fuck someone.. to profess words of love… even making a baby.. all ranking quite high on the easy scale.. but it had been a very, very long time since someone had chosen her.. a true.. public declaration.. something that might mean little or less to another.. just about made her heart explode under the pressure.. her hands rose there as she covered her cheeks.. the tears that were on the brink of bursting their banks tumbled down her cheeks there as she nodded her head- . yes.. a thousand times.. yes.. .. she would look to him there for a moment before she would just reach up and wrap her arms around him there.. burying her head atop his shoulder.. and she just cried.. she couldn’t hold it back.. she couldn’t hold it in any longer-
(08:27:13 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He knew she would be surprised, his mother didn’t come to Arvandor much, but since they had gotten married she was around a bit more… In truth, he had seen her more in the last month than he had in the last thirty years, not that he blamed her.*”Really. I am glad you two get along, sometimes my mother can be seen as a bit of an odd creature, but she has a good heart…”*They rode on, and he could tell that she was starting to recognize where they were, the way she started to perk up in the saddle. Garafin had been dead on, she was in love with the location, and the big tree was in all it’s glory in the middle of that clearing. He chuckled when she said ‘no way’, leaning in to kiss her cheek, whispering for her.*”Yes Way.”*Her reactions were just more than he could have hoped for, the gasps, her hand over her heart, the other over her lips… He could smell the food, hear the music, the sounds of voices and laughter… Children singing and someone playing the banjo… As they got closer, the white door just looked clean picked over, his mother standing as a sort of guard and helping direct everyone… He laughed when she made a face, figuring it was something on the wind she caught that didn’t suit her pretty little nose all that well, which was bound to happen at some point… He just grinned when she said he had been busy, that he was a cheeky thing, shrugging his shoulder gently.*”I have been busy… I stole you away from everyone so I Could marry you all by myself, I kind of cut out your family and your friends, so this… Is kind of my way to… Make up for it. My thanks for letting me carry on my fathers tradition… Trust me, it wasn’t easy hiding this from you, I had to have so much help from everyone!”*HE said with a laugh, coming up beside his mother, having Aylan be handed down before they dismounted. His mother gave them soft kisses of greetings before taking Aylan to be with his cousins and other little ones his age. He held her close there, his arms wrapped about her as she linked her fingers behind his head, grinning once more when she said he was spoiling her.*”Your worth every moment of it… Plus I got twenty years to make up for… I just hope this is a start…”*From there he would lead her to the door, opening it all up to her, whispering welcome to Wonderland… It was a riot of beautiful colors and all so crazy and fun and happy… There were massive cakes at the centre of each main table, each one with an Alice in Wonderland theme, but so very different from each other. There were also various tea pot and tea cup arrangements on those tables, with bottles tof all kinds of shapes and sized and colors, saying drink me… Others were cookies and cakes, little creative pieces of finger food that all said eat me, just as widely unique and varied as the drinks. There were mushrooms that just seemed to spout up here and there, all over the place, all as colourful as dreams would allow… At the bottom of their feet was the red trail, and ahead of them Sybelle would be able to see the broom dog, sweeping the line away with his head and tail and causing little fireworks of glitter to spark off with each sweep. She pulled him in for a kiss, a sweet colliding of lips that was loving and just warm, wonderful… Oh she looked as if he had given her heaven… She was so happy…*”Good!”*He would say loudly, reaching behind her to get a good grip on her ass suddenly, giving it a squeeze.*”Because you have had mine since you were five!”*He said with a laugh and as soon as they were truly in, the door shut behind them, there was a sudden loud cheer by all who were there. Cries of welcome and congratulations, party favors thrown in the air full of little streamers and confetti, glitter sparking everywhere… Cheers were raised in the form of a thousand tea cups, and it was with that all the other little enchantments started up, when the real show came up… There were butterflies that were two pieces of bread with butter on them for winds, batches of flowers would start to dance and sing along with the band that started up in earnest, above her two dragon flies were fighting with spouts of magical fire that was no more than fire crackers… Plates of food would float by, watermelons carved out in the shape of tea pots poured out various melon balls in a never ending stream, into teacups that never over flowed. Teapots poured tea into teacups with no bottom, pouring through into another pot that sang and whistled a merry tune, a knife and spoon were chasing each other about one of the tables while the butter knife stirred the jelly randomly to flick it at passing children. Pia had been running about and hit one of the magical mushrooms, the whole thing disappearing in a color of lavender smoke, leaving Pia dyed a perfect shade of pastel purple. She squealed and began to run after the other children, singing about a ‘one eyes, one horn, one human purple people eater’, all of those little ducklings running about like mad. There were several people on the dancefloor, some of them dancing very elegantly, other were just having a blast and winging it in the most hilarious ways that got rounds of approval. Rose was at one of the tables with Jacob who’s hand was bandaged and drinking a cup of tea looking like a very sophisticated look with that monacle, and Rose was poking at Ace until he put the mask on with the big fat watch pinned to his chest, her own bright fluffy cat ears wriggles and moved just like a real cats, sporting a pair of matching whiskers… Garafin called out loudly for a cheer to the husband and wife, that they survived amature night, and may they have another child like Jacob to honour Arvandor. Marabelle stood next to him and poked him in the side with a laugh, Garafin just diving in to dip her, kissing her soundly to the loud and laughing calls of those around them about the mad hare and door mouse. All the children wore a certain outfit pattern, all of them dressed up like little oysters, with Mina and Vivian being the Walrus and the Carpenter… He would take her hand and lead her to their table, the biggest one where the family was seated, a large spread of all sorts of goodies about her. He would make sure she was settled nice and comfortable there, holding his hands up, like he was going to paint a picture.*”Stay right there, just like that, I have someone who’s going to paint you! Don’t move!”*He had someone come over ith an art canvase, he wasn’t kidding, and while she was stuck sitting he ran to go get a few things… Vanishing from her line of sight, disappearing into the crush of the amazing madness around them, a book flapping by her causally as if it were perfectly normal.*
(08:27:46 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *He ran to go and get Jacob and Ace, a bright grin on his face, leaning down to whisper to them all… Rose started to laugh, clapping her hands, nodding her head enthusiastically. The boys looked at each other with a grin, Jacob giving the whole lets to it smile, Ace with the why not shrug. He got up on the stage then, the band staying up, Jacob and Ace coming to flank him… The boys had the papers floating ifront of them so they could know the words… The all had microphones infront of them, looking like one hell of a fucking gorgeous set on that stage, more than a few girls going to crush on the dance floor there. His voice was mellow with just that perfect hint of rasp, a huge grin on his face, a guitar slung over his shoulder.*
”You heard my voice I came out of the woods by choice, Shelter also gave their Shade, but in the Dark I have no name… So leave that click in my head, and I will remember the words that you said, Left a clouded mind and a heavy heart, but I was sure we could see a new start…”
”SO when your hope’s on fire, but you know your desire… Don’t hold a glass over the flame, don’t let your heart grow cold, I will call your name Sybelle, I will share your Road”
*Jacob and Ace would join in with him on the chorus, and when the three of then sang together, they just created that amazing melody there… Fingers on guitar strings and playing for her and her alone it would seem, the banjo player just cutting it up perfectly, all of it together making a uniqie sound that was addictive.*
”But hold me Fast! Hold me fast, cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer! And hold me fast, hold me fast cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer!”
*He picked it up as the long singer again.*
”I wrestled long with my youth, we tried so hard to live in the truth, but do not tell me all is fine, when I loose my head I loose my spine! SO leave that click in my head, and I won’t remember the words you said. You brought me out from the cold. Now, how I long, how I long to grow old with you. So when your hopes on fire, but you know your desire. Don’t hold a glass over the flame, don’t let your heart grow cold, I will call your name Sybelle, I will share your road!”
”But hold me Fast! Hold me Fast, Cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer… And hold me fast, Hold me fast cause I’m a hopeless Wanderer!”
”I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I am under, I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I am under, Skies I;m under!”
*The song would close off, he would step back with the guys, taking a bow there as they all laughed and the crowed cheered and laughed and clapped… He took another step back and ended up running into one of the mushrooms that had suddenly popped up behind him, and it was one of the ones that stuck to your back end til it fell off, turning to try and see it. It was bright pink with yellow spots on it, and the dang thing wriggled and bounced on his butt, like it wanted to dance. He started to just laugh and tried to get off stage without hitting anyone, knowing he had to walk the thing off. Pia thought it would be hilarious to run and jump on it, sitting on the dancing rump mushroom painted pink… IF this wasn’t a wonderland for her, nothing would be!*
(09:12:52 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..he had guided her through that white door.. opening up the whole wonderland world to her.. and she just stilled.. she paused.. she could have fainted dead away right in that moment it was all so very precious.. and perfect.. her smile only broadened.. it grew wider as her hands rose to hold her cheeks there.. the decorations.. the tables.. the mismatched chairs and teacups.. the pots and mushrooms.. the banners and music.. the dance floor and flowers.. the fairies and colous.. it was all so bright and beautiful.. oh her hear was near on bursting there in her chest as she turned to him and pulled him in for such a tight hug..her lips meeting his in a sweet loving little kiss.. oh she was just beside herself there.. he had given her heaven.. he’d given her everything she could have ever wanted… she squeaked a little when he lifted her up and gained quite a firm grip upon her ass there.. biting down into her lip as she laughed a little and shook her head..she told him she loved him.. that he had had her heart for her whole life.. he responded saying she had his since he was five.. oh he was perfect he truly was.. precious and loving.. giving and oh she just wanted to melt right there.. she was startled with the sudden loud cheer that sounded out once the door closed behind them.. she blinked a few times before she turned to look to those that were approaching.. the congratulations and well wishes.. the welcomes and party favours that were thrown.. confetti and streamers.. and glitter.. Ohh she loved glitter.. her smile just couldn’t get any wider.. it was all so fanciful.. so whimsical.. she would have never been able to even dream this up herself.. and the fact that he knew.. that he knew enough about her.. to do this.. said Oh so much.. he knew her.. he really knew her.. she slid her hand down into his there.. her fingers curling in and clutching.. interlacing there as everything began.. all those enchantments.. the bread and butterflies.. the flowers dancing amongst themselves.. the dragonflies fighting..the food.. the watermelons.. the tea pots and cups.. and the children dashing about.. everyone seemed to be smiling.. everyone seemed to be having an absolute ball.. she leant in against him there.. her head coming to rest nearer to his shoulder- .. thank you.. .. she would whisper just softly.. giving his hand a little squeeze.. she felt loved and wanted.. Pia dashing about hitting the mushroom and turning that shade of purple made her blink.. Oh well now! That was one for the books.. she had a bit of a laugh.. her gaze shifted about .. wandering over to the dance floor there.. noticing the couples.. some drawn in close.. dancing with the utmost elegance.. whilst a few others were just having fun.. she let her gaze wander over the tables.. catching sight of Rose there.. with Jacob.. his hand in bandages .. she lifted her hand to give a little wave there.. noticing her poking and prodding Ace until he put the mask on.. she bit down on her lip to stop the laughter that was so close to just spilling forth.. it was all far to precious really.. Garafins voice made her jump a little.. calling out for everone to cheer to the husband and wife.. making the comment about having another child like Jacob to honour Arvandor.. oh her cheeks coloured there and she blew her very best friend a kiss.. watching as he dipped poor Marabelle over there.. her attention shifted to the children as they ducked in and out of between the tables.. around the trees and through the dance floor.. all so many little oysters and then of course Vivian and Mina.. she offered them both a gracious smile.. she would catch up with them before the day was through.. he guided her across to a table there.. she settled down to sit.. smoothing out the underside of her dress.. he didn’t sit with her though he moved to stand and her brows rose- .. what are you up to mm?... she tilted her head when he held his hands up.. saying someone was going to paint her..- .. they’re going to what now?.... and before she knew it someone did approach.. canvas and brushes.. she watched him as he snuck off.. her gaze narrowed a little and she shook her head with a laugh.. ohh it was all so much.. there was So much going on around her.. she kind of looked to the food there.. and reached for a drink.. something bubbly.. something fizzy there.. she didn’t know where he had gone to.. but she was kept well occupied.. quite a few people approached her to offer their congratulations.. their well wishes.. talking about how wonderful the party was.. and how much fun everyone was having.. before her attention was drawn to the stage there.. the three boys stepping up to the microphones.. oh she just about choked on her bubbles.. he sung to her.. her hand rose to clutch above her heart there as he did so.. her smile only growing when the other two boys joined in for the chorus.. oh it was just precious.. sweet.. utterly adorable.. and a wee bit sexy.. she looked in awe of him and she was.. her gaze never leaving him whilst he stood up there.. before it all came to a close.. and she clapped just as whole heartedly as everyone else.. all the cheering and hollering was just wonderful.. she blinked when he backed into one of those mushrooms though.. seeing it latch onto him.. Oh she had not seen anything like it.. and it made her laugh so hard.. and then adding Pia to the mix there.. jumping on as she did.. oh she just covered her face as she just lost it.. it was all far to precious.. she waited until the mushroom decided to dismount before she held her hands out to him.. asking of him to come sit beside her.. since she wasn’t allowed to move until Mr Painter guy was finished.. she took his hands there.. her fingers curling in.. interlacing as she leant in to plant another kiss on his lips.. slow.. precious and adoring before it broke and her forehead came to rest there to his- .. you’re perfect.. I don’t know how I will ever be able to repay you.. but I will find a way.. this is.. I just love it.. I do.. thank you for all of this.. thank you for.. just being you
(09:27:14 )
??°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *Normally he pulled his punches with her, he didn’t lay out the stark nasty truth as it was, he tended to let her hold that hat in the relationship… She did so enjoy lording it over him, and more than once she used her view of the truth as a weapon, pistol whipping him with it as if it were some sort of amusement. He took it, whatever right? It made her happy and it didn’t upset or inconvenience him too much so he let her run with it. I was just how he was, he liked to let her be queen of the mountain, she tended to be happier in that position than most anyways.. But she had just gone too far this time, making choices for him as if she somehow knew his heart, knew what would make him happy… What was worse than her trying to kill herself was the fact she would have taken their child with her, and that was not something he would tolerate, ever. All of it just flicked too many damn nerves, nerves that were too raw, too unstable when all was said and done and he just said fuck it… She wanted the truth, then she would have it, see what a bitter nasty ass pill it was to choke on. Sybelle was the light side to Sydel, the sun that cast the shadow that was, and there was no way to ever deny it. But that didn’t make her better, it just made her different, made her unique. He laid out the truth in simple terms, knowing each thing he said would be like a slap to the face for her, but she had asked… Now she had to deal with the aftermath of it… And perhaps after this she might realize that when he didn’t say something, or said something else, that were might just fucking be a good reason behind it. He saw it too, the realization on her face, the pain as his words struck home… She finally understood it now… After so many years with him now, it was only in this moment, this room that she understood a part of him…He unscrewed the little vial Jacob gave him, playing or her the sound of their childs heart beat, making her listen to it… She had almost killed that… He didn’t say it, but he knew she had to have realized that, she would have destroyed that precious strong beat… He told her he loved no children but hers, and the truth was that it went for Jacob too, they were parts of her… Parts that he could love without the burn… At the end of it, he had told her he loved her, and he didn’t know how many more time she had to say it for her to believe him… So she would just have to marry him… Ah! Now that got her!*”I’ve had this ring with me for ten years… The day you got pregnant with Aysil, I had it made for you, it cost me half my fortunes at that time… Pink diamonds are rare Sydel… Pink ones this size and clarity are almost unfeasible to find…”*He would say, watching the light catch it, the bright flashes just glowing like fire.*”For ten years I have held it around with me, waiting for a time when you might actually look like you wanted to marry me, where you might let me love you…”*He caught that bottom lip trembling, the way she seemed to struggle and be a touch confused… He laughed there then, shaking his head, resting his chin in his palm as he looked at her.*”Well I’m not on bended knee here by the tub because it’s good for my joints…”*He watched her just start crying and hell and fuck if that didn’t shock the shit out of him. He pulled her up out of the water, pulling her into his lap and held her close to his chest, rocking her there as she cried… He let her get it all out, all that pressure, everything that she had to let go at the time… He would gently remove one of her hands from her face, kissing her ring finger on her left hand, sliding the engagement ring on it… IT was huge on her little finger, but it fit like a glove, just big enough to be a screaming statement piece but not enough to be gaudy… But fuck if it didn’t skirt that line… He curled her fingers over the back of his hand, pulling her in a little tighter, kissing her temple.*”Your my Belle, and I’m your Beast Sydel… I’m fucked up and broken and damaged goods, the only thing I do right is fucking, but I Want to marry you… More than anything else… I play the games of love and romance with other women, but only with you has it ever been real, only with you do I want to share this life… All of it… I want to love you… Show you it’s ok… That loving me isn’t weakness but a different kind of strength… “*He would rise then, keeping her in his arms, taking her back to her bedroom… He would settle her on the bed and get a warm towel, wiping away the fucked up makeup, leaving her face clean and colorless once more… He sighed softly, and she would feel the usual energy around him just drop, his glamor was gone… His nails turned black, his fingers took on fine, delicate looking scales up his hands and to his wrists and the middle of his arm… That blond hair was gone, turning to the color of blood, falling down to grace the floor with it’s length… His eyes were the amber color she would remember, though about his temples and a little around the sides of his eyes there were more scales, a bit around his jaw and down his neck… He looked the same, just… A little sexier… a little meaner… Dangerous…*”This is me… No glamor… No jokes…”*He had tattoos down both arms and across his back, he had two tribal bands around the middle of his well muscled thighs, and he was scarred up worse than Ace… Huge claw marks down the middle of his chest, his back bore the scars of multiple whippings, his thighs and arms bore cigarette burn scars…*”This is who I am and what I look like… If your going to be my wife, you need to know this, so you understand why I flip so dark… My father is part black dragon, and I don’t think I need to explain it much more than that, right? So… Let’s just… Get out of here… GO to the party… Spike the punch or something… Then we’ll leave and come back here and just… Talk…Ok?
(10:07:10 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: ..it had all been so shocking.. so much had happened in this moment.. they had been with each other or in failing that at least around each other for years.. decades even.. and they had never gotten this deep.. they had never both opened up to one another at the same time.. for in that moment.. they were both completley vulnerable. ..and yet in each others company they both felt safe.. he had said some things that really hurt.. that dug down deeply into her.. scratching against her soul.. piercing down into her black little heart.. making the ache in her chest just triple…she had not been good to him.. she had hurt him.. so many times.. tossed him under the bus so to speak.. fucked with his head.. toyed with him.. lead him along..only to dump him cold on his ass without a reason.. she mucked up.. a lot.. and she was admitting fault.. it stung.. it hurt but she knew it had to be done.. he shocked her though twice then.. once with the sound of the heart beat.. that steady fast beating echoing in the room there.. she’d never heard a babies heart beat before.. And then he knocked the breath from her lungs when he proposed.. showing off that stunning pink diamond.. he explained that he had had it with him for ten years.. the day she had gotten pregnant with Aysil.. he had it made for her.. that it cost him an absolute fortune.. that he was just waiting.. biding his time.. waiting for that moment where she would let him love her.. she struggled.. oh she stumbled and hesitated.. her plump lower lip trembled there.. she watched him as he rested his chin on his palm.. looking to her.. making the comment about not being on bended knee for his health before she just broke down.. she just started crying.. that dam wall had broken.. he pulled her out of the water and onto his lap there.. holding her close to his chest.. rocking her there as she just let it all out.. she shuddered a little.. the tears just trickled down her cheeks.. he took her hand.. pressing his lips to her ring finger before he slid that stunning ring into place..her breath kept hitching.. almost hiccupping in her chest as she looked down to her hand there.. looking to that grand sized rock upon her slender pale finger.. before her eyes closed in response to his kiss.. he told her she was his bell and he was her beast.. that he was fucked up and broken and damaged goods.. that he wanted to love her.. to show her its ok.. that loving him was not a weakness.. but a completley different kind of strength.. she clung to him as he lifted up.. moving her back through to the bedroom there.. she settled down upon the bed.. wrapping her up in a towel as he wiped away the dark makeup lines that streaked her face.. she tilted her head down.. holding her hand out there as she looked to the ring once more.. she never figured anyone would want to marry her.. it was all really quite surreal .. she was having trouble believing it.. before she felt the sudden change.. the shift in the room there.. the magical energy was changing.. before he began to drop his glamour.. his nails turning black.. the scales gliding up his hands and wrists.. the blonde hair turning that shock of red and falling to the floor.. her mouth dropped open.. she blinked..slowly she rose to stand there.. the towel settling down about her middle.. wrapping about her hips.. she saw his eyes.. the amber colouring.. more of those scales there. Upon his temples and around the sides of his eyes.. she slowly walked around him.. her cool hands rose as she brushed them down over the tattoos.. across those deep red locks.. before she would come around the other side.. her attention fell to the scarring there.. the deep digging marks in his flesh.. she hesitated before she pressed her hand to his chest.. tracing up the length of one of those scars.. one of those marks before she would look up to him there.. her hand would rise.. sliding beneath his chin.. tilting his head to the left.. and then a little to the right.. before she would lift up onto the tips of her toes.. pressing her lips to his forehead there- .. you’re beautiful.. .. spoken so softly.. it was almost little more than a whisper.. and she meant it.. - .. thank you.. .. she utter.. as she lowered back down there.. her hand sliding into his.. fingers curling in tight to clutch.. to hold… she knew it had to have been a huge step for him to show her that…. She lifted his scaled hand there.. another kiss to the back of her palm before he said for them to get out of there.. to go to the party.. to spike the punch or something equally as devlish.. she glanced back over her shoulder to what was left of her costume.. he had torn it off her afterall- I’m not sure what I’m going to wear?.. but yes.. I think.. we need to get out of here for a little while.. .. she released her hold on his hand there as she moved across to the dresser.. picking up the second vial there.. the one that had not been used.. reaching across to give it to him- .. please.. .. it was her way of asking him to get rid of it.. -
(10:56:14 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He had planned this out to virtually the smallest detail… As they were growing up, it was the one book she had with her all the time, and she used to walk up to him and thrust it into his chest… She would grab his hand then and drag him off somewhere, usually this very little clearing here, curl up in the sunshine and grass with her head on his lap… Just asking him to read it to her… They spent hours there, his hand would strike through that short white hair, then as she grew through her soft blond and then settling on lavender locks… He would read the whole book to her in a day, mimicking and changing his voice for different characters, pulling facial expressions to make her laugh… He knew the book back and forth and upside down and backwards… He knew she often felt like Alice, this big world around her was her Wonderland, inside her mind everything was possible… He knew out of all the things he could have done for her, all the themes and styles, this one was the one that was hers… Just hers… It meant something to them together. He hoped it would help her remember happier days, the days spent in sunshine and rain, her head always in his lap and the sound of his voice in her ears… The looks on her face, the motions she made, as if she were afraid she was going to wake up or that her heart was going to go thundering out of her chest… He knew he had done right.*”I love you Bells…”*He said randomly, out of the blue, almost too soft to be heard. She turned to him then, saying she loved him, that he had her whole heart for her whole life. He couldn’t resist pulling her in and up, giving himself a good firm squeeze of her lovely ass, not caring anymore… OR rather, not so much that he didn’t care, but he wouldn’t try to hid how he was feeling or what he wanted… He said it was good that she did, because she had his heart from the age of five, seeing her smile was amazing… He closed the door behind him and it was when all the enchantments started to activate, things that were going to go off only when Sybelle entered, so much of this was geared just for her… Everyone she knew as a child, everyone that mattered to them now, plus his side of the family of a sort… The whole place was overflowing with good feelings and love, full of adoration and sunlight, and it was just what was needed to chase away the lingering sadness of the winter to come. She pulled him in and whispered a thank you to him, giving his hand a squeeze, the two of them catching Pia go head long into a mushroom there… Oh they were made so that they would pop up in random places, meant to trick and tease the unwary, to cause even the most stingy person at the party to laugh and just let go. Pia turning a shade of lavender from head to toe made him laugh and that little thing rolled with it, singing as she chased the other kids now, so many screaming in glee and spreading out. By lunch they would be perfectly passed out, Mina and Vivian would settle down and relax, and all the grown ups would settle down to some slightly stronger than normal punch and perhaps a few dances… Dinner would roll around while it was still early and there would be toasts and revelations, hopes for a new year and new season, new announcements and anything that might add to the bright joyful mood. He lead Sybelle to a seat as Queen of the tables, a spread he was sure would tempt her, telling her she had to stay there… He had an artist come over to paint scenes of the event, random little pictures that they would hang in their new house together, to remind them of the happy day this was. The painter dealt with the chaos amazingly well, easily painting around the interruptions and keeping true to the source, knowing this portrait would be hung in the bedroom of the married couple so it needed to be… Spectacular by his own standard. All the while she was often spoke to, compliments on the venue, how wonderful it was to be invited… She was showered with praise and affection, both for herself and her family, but her husband as well. On the spread before her as she reached for something bubbly, she would have a few different options, everything out at the moment child friendly of course… There was apple cider, sparkling cider, sparking cranberry juice, sparkling white and red grape as well… It was the equivalent of kiddy wine for the most part, several little ones taking up their glasses and imitating their parents elegance at various parties, others pretending to be drunk and swaying across the soft velvet like grass. He had then sped off and left her there with the artist, going on stage with Jacob and Ace, all three of them singing together. Oh it was a blast, people were flooding onto the dance floor, cheering and dancing in circles or couples, some in a circle that dipped in and out of each other. He had backed up off of the stage when it was done, right onto a rump mushroom, and the cheeky thing had a mind to get groovy on his backside and make it out as if he was wriggling his booty. He just laughed and existed, stage right, doing his best not to hit someone with the boogie grooving fungus. Pia had seen it and just couldn’t resist, taking a flying jump and landing on top of it, bouncing along and laughing hysterically. The other children wanted to try to get on as well, causing him to suddenly look like a rather awkward mama duck with a flood of goslings behind her, laughing and having to work a little as Pia suddenly had two other mated up there and it was starting to wear on his not so choochoo caboose. He had just lost the little ones and the evil rump shaking mushroom a few feet before he got to her, earing several oomphs as little ones hit the deck and ran off, looking for that particular mushroom. He came as she bid him, settling in the chair next to her, pushing back his top hat with his bushy long black hair starting to look truly mad now… He laughed, smiling as he linked his hands with hers, moving in to return her kiss… There was a flood of spoons tapping the sides of teacups, all very traditional when the new husband and wife are caught kissing, which they apparently had been! He breathed in the smell of her, the sparkling fizzy drink she had been drinking, the smile on her lips as the rested their foreheads together… The artists set the original painting to the side and with a flurry of rapid movements, sought to capture this moment, fragile and beautiful… *”You love me, right?”*He would say with a soft smile..*”Then that’s all I need… I can’t imagine anyone who deserves this more. Just have fun, let go, don’t see this as something you have to pay back… See it for the wedding party it is..”
(10:56:24 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
: *Things were kicking into a high gear of sorts, couples and groups of friends were heading off to croquet, the sounds of laughter and either yells of success or groans of disappointment could be heard. The entire time the dancefloor was always packed, everything from the waltz to the foxtrot, right on down to tap dance and tango…The band was flexible, and though they weren’t perfect, they were perfect for this event… However, too many people were sitting down, not enough were up and enjoying themselves… The party was specifically made with the intent of everyone having fun, and you can’t have fun sitting on your buttox at the table, even if you are stuffing your face with food. So, out of the surrounding areas and the trees, down came little helpers, the number two pencil birds… Each rump they saw sitting down would suddenly get a piece of lead on their posterior, not enough to be mean, but enough to make someone jump out of their seat. Those who jumped up were targeted by various other toys and creatures in the area, all intent on everyone having a good time, no one sitting too long. *
Story Teller
Roll a Twenty Sided Dice.
1-5: When you jump up from your seat by a rather surprising poke to the posterior, one of the many fairies flitting about the area would suddenly douse you with neon pink glitter. At first nothing happens, you can dust it off of your face, it comes off easily… But after thirty seconds you have the most overwhelming, uncontrollable urge to go to that dance floor, and shake what your mama gave you. Sadly, the dust does not make you a great dancer, nor does it improve your moves. At least with the dust you don’t care how silly you might look, as far as you are concerned, you are burning up the floor boards!
6-10: You get a sudden shock to your rear by one of the Number two’s, causing you to jump straight up, and right into one of the bird cages. Two budgies would fly out of them and settle on your person, causing the bird cage to hunt you to get it’s budgies back. No matter how you try to brush them off, the budgies stay with you, and all you can do is try to outrun the bird cage. IT will chase you until it gets the birds back, meaning you have to be either very creative, or let it eat you and you have to wear the cage for five minutes!
11-15: You are poked in the rumpus room and when you turn to see who is there, you find yourself looking at a rather peculiar creature, a frog in a red suit who is holding out a tray of cookies and drinks that are cleverly labled eat me and drink me. If you scored 11-13 you will take the cookie, and some random appendage of your choice will suddenly grow quite large. 14-15 You will take the drink me, which turns you in a child version of yourself, complete with proper sized clothing for five minutes.
16-20: You take a hit to the back end only to find no one near you, turning back to look a the table you would see a tea cup full of something that would look like liquid sunlight and so very tasty! Once you drink it, you find you can not speak, but only sing… And not just an songs, but either ones from the Alice in Wonderland book, or the opera complete with some very high notes… It does not make you sound better, it just makes you THINK you do, just like alcohol.
(11:57:11 )
??°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *The only other person who saw him like this had been Ace, and even then not the entire full effect, just parts of it… With Sydel it was different, all that glamour was gone, and he stood before her as he had been born… Perhaps it was because of this that his mother had abandoned him, he certainly didn’t look normal, and really who wants to take care of a child of rape who comes out looking like hes half lizard man. What was harder was showing the scars… It was one thing to have scales and red hair, that was had enough, but his golden skin was marred and scarred up in a lot of ways… The whips on his back were from when he had gone sailing, spending a few years on the sea, traveling the world after the Roman empire fell to ruin… He had been useless on a ship at first, and his familiarity with command, his pride… His refusal to do menial labour had gotten him more than one set of forty lashed, some of them slicing down to the bone, the scars there jagged and puckered… The one down his chest was a lot uglier… Bigger… Darker by nature… When he was younger, he had tried to find his father, to seek out some sort of familial love of any sort… His father was more than a little mad, he was off his rocker and obsessed with domination, so when his son had come up to see him it was just another meat sack… His father had attacked, raking his claws down his chest and gutting him, leaving him to die… Yeah… His dad was fucking CHARMING. Real Winner! The cigarette burns… Were from Vanima… She thought it was hot to have a smoke while he fucked her, then right before he came, she would stick that cigarette down into his skin while he orgasmed. She got really creative with him… He hurt being this raw though, to be seen as anything than perfect, anything less that fucking flawless… He was Nautilous, the Golden Petal, the Amber God of Pleasure… He was supposed to be the ideal male… And here he stood before her with blood red hair down to the floor that was straighter than a ruler, blackened scales, scars covering up most of his body… It was a laugh, it ruined him, left him feeling almost violated… He watched her as she took it all in, her mouth dropping open, blinking… Well… That was new… He never thought Sydel would see anything to shock her like that. When she stood to come towards him, he almost flinched but he stood firm, made himself stand still as she looked him over from every angle… What did she see when she looked him? He let her touch him, move him this way and that as she wanted, though the kiss to his forehead was unexpected… Her words more so… He didn’t… See… Anything beautiful when he looked at his skin or his body… His hair was that filthy shade of red he always hated, how it made him stand out so much, people using it as an excuse to taunt him as an orphan… His eyes were that strange gold colour, making him really look like his father then, those golden eyes were purely dragon genetics… His hands feet and skin were the worst though, there was no way to hide them without wearing gloves and thick boots, the most obvious sign of what he was and why his mother had rejected him… But that rejection alone is what fucked him up so badly in the first place.*”Your welcome..”*He would say gruffly, softly, his cheeks flaring red as he looked to the side there… Her hand wrapping about his own, unafraid, unshirking of the claws or the scales… She pressed that soft kiss there and she kind of broke something in him, maybe a preconceived notion, maybe a self-fulfilling prophesy? She broke away from her then as he said they needed to go out for a while, that they needed to just get out of the house, go to the party and just let loose for a but… She agreed with him, though she stated she had nothing to wear, and he had indeed shredded the ever loving fuck out of her dress… She hadn’t been breathing through, so the last fucking thing he cared about was a damn costume, specially tailored or not… She handed him the vial then and he wasted no time, coming to her window and pulling the plug, letting it all fall out into the grass beneath her window… He simply dropped the vial after it was empty, coming back to lean against the window ceil, long red hair covering half his body as he thought about it.*”You are the Queen of Hearts… I’m your King… I don’t think there is anything wrong with taking a few… Liberties with your costume… “*He just kicked the mess of what was left to the side, summoning from the magical energies about them, focusing them on her… He used the fabric there, shifted it, turned it into velvet and silk, the colors from black to a stunning blood red and rich vibrant golds… He gave her a full skirt of blood red velvet that would give her easy range of motion with her legs, the layers of silk tulle under it would feel like a dream against her legs and whisper like a secret as she walked… There was gold panels in the skirt that gave it motion and flare, kept her from looking like a damn bell or worse, a mushroom. He added to hip pads on the sides to give her the illusion of fulsome hips, the red and gold design of them incredibly sharp … The top of the dress was fucking naked, period… It was open along her bare belly and up, just coming in to cup and caress her tits like a second skin, invisible tape holding it on her to keep her from having a nipple slip… It flared into an elaborate collar about her neck and shoulders that would set off and frame her beauty and what ever jewellery they put her in, which he already had an idea of… From there it came out about the shoulders with another double set of pads that would match the ones on her hips, highlighting how slender, how delicate she was… Long sleeves that came down to a kimono style end with the ends trailing some feet behind her… He used bit more magic to keep it warm but also light, not something that would drag her down or make her feel as if she weighed a thousand tonnes. He then summoned forth two pieces of jewellery, rubies and diamonds, blood on the snow… They were stupid fucking lush, were talking buy a fucking village and everyone in it kind of stuff… The necklace was packed with all that ice, the ends tipped with rubies and others spread out through it… He would fasten it about her neck, seeing it glitter there against her snow white skin, flashing brilliant fire… The crown was split down the middle, crushed red velvet inside, and encrusted with diamons all over and a massive chicken egg sized ruby in the middle… He sat that up on her head, making sure it sat right, adjusting it just a bit here and there.*”Do your make up and if you can manage it, your eye colour too… Just don’t waste too much effort, it’s too much on you and the baby at once, it’s not worth it…”
(12:11:13 )
??°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
: *His was a lot simpler… Black leather pants, black velvet skin tight shirt with a high turtle neck, black boots… There was a set of scale armour over the top of it, settling a little high and wide on his chest, molding to his broad muscular frame perfectly. He slid on the skirt of armour afterwards, the plates of it setting against his ass and groin as well as the outer thighs… He pulled on the back silk cloak then, fastening it on his shoulders, adjusting the heart shaped clasps on his chest that held it in place, tugging it about until it sat perfectly. He pulled up the red heart eyepatch and using a little spirit glue, fastened it over one of his eyes, a little glamor to make it look as if he had a scar over it. He had to put gloves on though, people were going to freak the fuck out if he didn’t, summoning up a pair of blood red leather gloves that came up his arms to his elbow… A bit of cologne and he was good to go, looking over at her, leaning against the counter before he shifted… Coming to stand before her, kneeling at her feel h would press in against her skirts, resting his pointed ear against her belly… He just held her like that for some minutes, just listening to her, wishing he could hear the little life in there… He would shift his head then and press a soft kiss over it, his forehead pressing int the perfectly flat flesh there, knowing she wouldn’t show for months yet if she showed at all…*”Hello baby… We love you…”*Simple… But it was from the heart. He would stand then, holding his hand out for her, waiting for her to take it before they would leave. It would be a short trip there for them, they were the closest to it out of everyone, simply walking hand in hand. There was just one key left on the door, the place was just packed, the sounds coming from inside were sounds of true laughter and enjoyment… He would take the key and open the door, walking into a huge Alice in Wonderland fairy tale, trailing Sydel just behind him… He paused, no one really noticed them which was good, he wasn’t sure he wanted to be noticed yet… He took Sydel off to the side there where it was a bit less packed, observing everyone as they ran about in a kind of… Controlled madness.*
(18:16:03 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: ..he had sung to her.. the three of them in a chorus there sending more than a couple of those girls wild.. and why not.. three very attractive gentleman up on stage singing the sweetest sing she had ever heard.. before he was attacked by a random mushroom there.. Pia latching on and then the children all toddling on behind wanting a ride too oh she couldn’t help the laughter.. she had not laughed so much in a very.. very long time.. it felt nice.. she was near to tears.. having to wipe her fingers beneath her lashes every so often.. when he finally was free she drew him to her by reaching out for him.. waiting till he settled down to sit before she pulled him in for a kiss.. it was soft and sweet and extremely loving.. their forehead coming to rest there as she told him of her love.. and thanks for all of this.. he told her he couldn’t imagine anyone who deserved it more than she did.. to not seeit as something she had to repay but for the wedding party that it was.. Ahh but she would repay in some way.. most assuredly..it was all so precious really.. people were having an absolute ball around her.. wether ir was dancing.. or singing.. playing a touch of croquet .. or even just eating and drinking till their hearts were content.. she hadn’t eaten a lot over the day even with all the sweets around her.. by rights she should have been stuffing her face.. she put it down to the sheer excitement of everything.. not knowing what was coming next.. her heart was racing there in her chest.. the birds though she caught them coming down from the trees there.. hovering about those who were seated at this point which was a fair chunk.. she felt the poke to her butt.. she squeaked and leapt to her feet..rubbing back where the bird had struck as she blinked.. laughing a little.. turning to watch it have a bit of a cackle Roll(1d20)+0:
15,+0 Total:15 before the tray would be offered there by the frog in a red suit no less.. her fingers hovered over what was on offer.. eating was not an option.. she just didn’t have it in her and she was compelled to take the drink.. the little bottles were undeniably precious afterall.. plucking up one of those bottles as she twisted the cap.. the frog just poofing into purple smoke afterwards.. making her blink as she drank the liquid down.. turning to glance toward the dance floor.. catching sight of more than a few jumping and running to the music..peculiar.. and suddenly she lost a great deal of height.. shrinking down to an eight year old version of herself.. complete with little blue dress.. her hair was not as long.. but it was purple.. it settled nearer to her shoulders as she looked down over herself properly.. - .. Oh.. oh heck.. .. her hands rose to her cheeks there before she looked at her hands.. tiny hands.. still holding that ring though it had resized so it wouldn’t tumble off.. she laughed there and shook her head.. oh it felt odd.. and wrong.. and so very funny all at the same time.. she looked a lot like Aysil in that moment.. just shorter.. and not quite so pale.. Pia thought it was hilarious.. taking a running leap to hug her from behind they were closer to the same height now-
(18:16:10 )
...Suicide .°. Blonde….
…Sydel Deathhaze...
..in her story he is the villain..
..But in her heart, he’s still the reigning King..
: .. he opened himself up to her then.. he dropped the glamour.. allowing her to look upon him at his most vulnerable.. he had seen her.. at her true age.. with all the youth regenerative blood removed from her system and how she was just frail .. and he stayed at her side.. he remained with her.. he still loved her regardless.. but this was different.. she wasn’t doing it out of honour.. she wasn’t going it because she felt she had to.. she looked upon him there with his red hair.. his scales.. black fingernails and the scars.. she did it because she wanted to.. she found this all rather.. fascinating.. and in that moment it made a bit more sense to her.. it was as if things slotted into place.. he was like her in so many ways.. they were not average.. they were the furtherest from normal that there could be.. where he had such rich vivid colouring.. she had nothing.. she was a blank canvas.. perfectly white.. her skin never scarred.. she never blushed.. she was white.. she told him he was beautiful and he was.. she honestly felt that.. it wasn’t just to blow smoke up his ass.. she genuinely was a bit in awe of it all and he would have had to have seen it in her eyes.. even as milky and pale as they were he knew enough to be able to read her.. the corners of her lips twitched a little when she saw the blush creeping across his cheeks there.. his head turning and looking to the side.. she reached for his hand.. her own a stark contrast so pale against his scales and black nails.. but she held it no less.. with no fear or reservation.. before she lifted it up to press her lips to the back of it.. before he broke away from her.. telling her they needed to get out of the house.. that they needed to get to the party.. she commented on having nothing to wear since he practically ruined it..before she crouched down to pick up that second vial.. placing it down into his hand.. a solitary word asking for him to get rid of it for her.. before he tipped it out onto the grass.. the patch it hit burning.. nothing would ever grow in that spot.. he told her she was the queen of hearts and he was her king.. that there was nothing wrong with taking a little liberties.. before he pulled from the magic field.. conjuring up the fabrics.. the velvet and silk.. the full skirts.. the padding.. the almost nakedness to the torso.. the collar and shoulders.. and then the jewellery .. she looked down over herself when it was all complete.. her hands smoothing down over the ultra soft velvet..it was visually stunning.. it truly was.. and the colours were so strong against her pale skin.. she didn’t have to fake it with the white makeup.. it was how she was naturally.. her head tilted just a little when he slid the crown atop it.. shifting it till it nestled in there upon her head of curls.. she nodded a little when he said to do her makeup.. but to not waste too much effort.. she turned back toward the mirror there.. settling down to sit upon the small chair.. she picked up the vial of pennyroyal.. it was almost completley empty.. maybe a drop.. maybe a quarter of a drop there circling the base.. it concerned her a touch.. it struck her that she would have ingested maybe a drop of it before she passed out.. and it never took much.. a couple of drops could kill a giant dead on his feet.. her fingers trembled a little as she put the lid back on.. her free hand sliding down there to rest upon the flat of her belly.. she drew in a breath.. before she picked up the eye pencil.. the lipstick.. the fear she had she would continue till until she was told otherwise.. it would niggle there in the back of her mind.. she finished her face.. just a few touches here and there..outlining her eyes.. reddening those lips.. before she would turn to look at him there.. Ahh those leather pants should by rights have been illegal.. the whole ensemble was smashingly good.. she offered him a small smile as she moved to stand.. the pair shared a glance.. eyes just lingering upon one another before he moved to approach.. coming to kneel there before her.. her lids closed over.. her hands to the back of his head when he pressed a kiss to her stomach.. her breath audibly hitched in response to his words.. short and sweet.. her fingers curled in to his hair a little more then.. before the two of them would move to leave.. taking the short walk to the field.. coming upon the scene for all it was.. this massive fanciful fairytale affair.. the door closing behind them.. she too was glad that no one looked around to them.. she caught a glimpse of those she knew.. there was Jacob and Rose.. Ace and Garafin.. her fingers curled around his when he lead her off to the side there.. where they could observe-
(18:16:16 )
°.Chivalry isn’t Dead. °.
Dr. Jacob Anikin
...I don’t want for much..
..just my name written across her heart..
: .. his gaze lifted there to fall upon Sybelle and Diovan as they had come into the area.. it was beautiful to see them interacting together as well as they did.. he knew nothing of what had occurred.. not a stitch so everything seemed normal.. usual to him.. her reactions to the party were precious and it made him smile.. he gripped Rose’s hand a little tighter.. interlacing their fingers there as he gave it a gentle squeeze.. his other hand remained bandaged at this point..he had been tugged up on stage there.. hesitating at first though Ace did well to egg him on.. making him throw caution to the wind.. this event was not about being embarrassed or hesitant.. it was about just having fun.. and celebrating the newly married couple.. on stage the three of them sung .. him and Ace dropping in on the chorus there as he managed to have quite a laugh.. finding it all so very entertaining.. amusing even before Diovan got attacked by a mushroom and he returned to his dear soon to be wifes side.. turning to her there he took a cue from the newly weds as he too planted a sweet kiss upon her lips.. lingering there as he cradled her cheek before he would slide his good arm around her.. everything was perfect.. he wouldn’t have changed anything.. just in that moment.. everyone he loved and cared for was there.. well almost everyone.. one of his Mothers had yet to arrive and Nautilous much the same.. not having come into view yet.. he would always have a love for Sydel.. she’d done a lot for him and if it weren’t for her sacrifices he would not have been there..and then of Nautilous.. he may as well have been a Father really.. he helped him out perhaps more than he realised .. he loved Diovan.. he was growing to know more and more there and the pair of them were sharing time together and growing into a certain kind of familiarity.. but he felt he could lean on Nautilous if he needed to.. he accepted the darkness that he knew was there.. he had witnessed some of it.. so he had one up on Sybelle in that regard.. but he knew.. deep down that Nautilous would never hurt him.. he lifted his cup and spoon there to chime it against when the married couple kissed.. the whole place ringing out loudly there before the merriment continued.. until those naughty birds came into play.. scooching everyone from their seats with cries and squeaks.. he too lept up suddenly feeling that poking bird attacking his ass there Roll(1d20)+0:5,+0Total:5.. Oh the glitter he was just showered with it.. he looked like a kewpie carnival doll.. just coated in the stuff.. he sneezed and shook it out of his hair there.. having a bit of a laugh before he went to sit back down.. Oh but no.. oh no.. he couldn’t there was that sudden compulsion to get to that dance floor there.. his brows furrowed.. looking in an almost laughable panic at his dear wife to be before his feet took him to that planned out area.. and he just couldn’t stop ..he just danced.. partner or not.. he learnt a great deal of moves from Garafin so he knew a little more than the basics of most of the more traditional dances.. so if anyone did indeed wish to join in.. oh he wasn’t about to say no.. he just laughed at himself.. he couldn’t help it.. it was insanely silly.. he never Ever did this.. even when he was drunk he just generally passed out.. but this was a whole new level of crazy-
(18:16:22 )
...Black Hearted Beast..
Ace Koehler
..You know what happens when you run angel..
I catch you
: .. she had poked and prodded him for a good solid half an hour at least to get him to put that mask on.. and he did relent in the end.. but only when the newly married couple arrived.. he slid it into place there and bowed his head to Sybelle and Diovan.. having a bit of a laugh behind it.. a bit of a shake of his head.. Ahh the woman would be the death of him he was sure of it.. the morning and lunch went perfectly.. swimmingly even.. there was copius amounts of food.. a little liquor but not enough to make anyone drunk to ruin things.. just enough to shake off nerves and make some of the more.. stoic few relax.. he took Diovans cue when he was going up to the stage.. pushing Jacob to come along with him.. he’d never been hesitant of being infront of a crowd of people.. he’d done it often.. more than he realised from his youth.. the three of them sung that sweet tune to the lady of the hour.. or er the day no less.. before Jacob settled back there to sit with Rose.. gliding his mask up to sit ontop of his head for the moment..he plucked out a cigarette there.. sliding it between his lips as he took a drag from it.. it wasn’t too heavy.. nothing that would set him on his ass.. but it was something that he needed.. thoughts shifting to the guards he had seen back at the house.. and how the surgeon was instructed to sever those nerves.. oh he was insanely pissed off with his father.. but now was not the time to be drudging all that up.. he caught a glimpse of Nautilous and Sydel arriving in all their finery.. he inclined his head.. offering a nod there and a bit of a wave.. he wouldn’t move to approach.. letting them settle off to the side.. before that damn bird started attacking everyone.. making every fly out of their seats.. one by one.. the girls squeaking.. the guys crying out.. glitter bombs going off left right and centre.. he watched Sybelle shrink into a smaller child.. he watched Jacob suddenly and without reservation cut loose.. that made his brow rise.. what in the ever living hell.. did someone put something in his drink?.. he was nearly set off his feet when he felt that sharp sting to his backside.. he reached around clambering to get a hold on that blasted bird before it took off laughing like they did.. Roll(1d20)+0:13,+0Total:13 he shook his head and went back to his cigarette there..the gentleman frog appeared there before him.. he waved him off he didn’t want no damn cookie or drink.. but no.. he found himself reaching for the biscuit no less.. odd.. he didn’t feel hungry.. shrugging it off he popped it between his lips and devoured that in no time flat.. leaning against one of the fence posts that had been put into place.. he swatted at a fairy that kind of hung about there before he suddenly had that wash over him.. that magical flood and his head got really quite heavy.. he reached up to scratch at the back of his neck only to find his head had grown substantially.. like someone had blown up a balloon.. his mask having falling back into place making him look all kinds of peculiar.. a Big rabbit head on a small mans body.. he blinked.. reaching up to rub his hands across his face.. what the fuck?!.. he caught Pia looking at him with her mouth wide open.. pointing before he grinned ..and he took off after her.. she just squealed in delight and ran-.
(18:30:27 )
??°Even When You're Broken I'll Keep Your Pieces Safe°
says to ...Suicide .°. Blonde….…: *He had been sitting next to Sydel there, the two of them watching everything, but not actively trying to sabotage it… Instead they just relaxed, nibble on the food and drink, laughing when someone hit a mushroom and suddenly decided the worm was back in fashion on the dance floor or when someone walked by looking like the most disturbing shade of green he had ever seen… He was suddenly prodded in the ass which had his scarlet red brow rising, looking back behind him but no one was there, wondering if Sydel had poked him. (Roll(2d20)+0: 19,+0 Total:19)The cup was suddenly before him, and he felt utterly compelled to drink it, lifting it to his lips and finding it tasted just like cherry red coolaid with ice on a hot summer day… Odd… He loved that drink… He shrugged it off and set the empty cup down. He went so far as to ask her but instead of a question, he started to belt out a song from the opera Les Misreables, taking on the role of Jean Val Jean as a slave. He slapped a hand over his mouth with the one eye showing wide. He swallowed, tugged at his collar, and tried again… Nope!*”Look Down! Look Down! Don’t look them in the eye!”*He stopped, just gawking, his jaw agape. It wasn’t every day someone pulled a fast one on him, but this right here was perfect, it hit him and didn’t even leave a trace. He started to laugh, but even that laugh was exaggerated, as one would see on the stage. Which only made him laugh harder, which made it even WORSE, until he was virtually holding his sides and slapping his hand down on the table as he struggled to get himself under control. He knew Sydel would think he had lost his mind! Hell, they all knew he was off his nut, but normally not so openly! It seemed to get getter the more he sang, so he belted out a few lines of not the opera, but rather the Cabbages and Kings song from Alice in Wonderland. Only when he was done did it seem to fade. He would look to Sydel, his face cracking a bit of a grin there, telling her to not drink anything that looked too good to be true… His mother had spiked the punch for them.*
(18:30:33 )
?..I'm all Tangled and Twisted..
.Caught in the Knots of Our Love.
: *She had been seated between Jacob and Ace, all of them just having a blast, the happy mood was perfectly infectious here and she wouldn’t have changed it for the world! She was teasing Ace about not putting his mask on, pointing out that Jacob had slipped into his role perfectly, puffing away at his pipe that left floating vowels on the air… She herself had her cat ears and whiskers, complete with a moving tail that hurt when it got tugged on, as poor Pia discovered when she accidentally gave it a good yank. Her yipe of pain had startled Pia and the two cuddled up close before Pia was soothed down by the three of them, sending her back off to run about like a completely perfect maniac. Ace finally put the mask on which just had her thrilled to no end, his gravely threat to get her back for it later had her laughing, winking at him and telling him ‘promises promises!’. She was settling down, probably the happiest she had been since before Jacob left to go to war, her mood as bright an infectious as sunlight. It was while she was taking a drink of some of that deliciously thick and unique hot chocolate that she was suddenly stabbed in the back end, causing her to choke on her cocoa, spluttering into her cup and getting chocolate all over her top lip. (Roll(2d20)+0:4+0 Total:4.) She turned to see a wee little fairy there, smiling at her little companion and about to offer a piece of sweet when she was suddenly blasted in the face by a batch of bright pink glitter that made her blink and sneeze her head off suddenly. She just started to laugh there, wiping her top lip and brushing off the glitter, saying she must have offended one of them somehow! A few seconds later though her foot started to tap quickly, she had a set of ants in her pants, and the band was playing some real fast swing jazz baby! She HAD to dance! Jacob was hit with the same bomb she had been and she was so grateful for it too, she took Jacobs hand and the two of them sped off to the dance floor. She lead him in the steps of a fast paced fox trot, heels flying and legs kicking, laughing ensuing from all there as everyone just had a blast.*
(18:30:52 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
says to .°.a sky full of stars.°: *He had just sat down next to Sybelle for a minute, refreshing her drink, trying to encourage her to at least nibble on some of the vast array of sweet things… He was about to take a strawberry and sneak it to her in a kiss when he was suddenly poked in the rump, swallowing the strawberry whole and having to take a gasp of air, rubbing his throat and laughing. (Roll(2d20)+0:14+0 Total:14)He looked down to see one of the little frog enchantments with the eat me, drink me ones and he instantly groaned, this was something his mother had helped him with… These were her enchantments, and he had no idea what they did, he only knew from the book that no good ever came from those two! He picked the bottle, figuring that shirking down was better than growing huge, finding the drink to taste like liquid hibiscus tea and blueberries. He smacked his lips a bit in appreciation, though he wondered why all of a sudden everyone got a bit larger, figuring it was just like the book… He expected his clothes to get bigger but they didn’t, they fit just fine which, thank the Gods. Last thing he needed to do was go about streaking as his clothes fell off! He was laughing, going for his drink when he saw his hand, the small little five year old fingers..*”MOOOOOOOM!”*He suddenly hoolared out in a childs voice, far from puberty so it was too damn cute to hear, his face round and his body adorably chubby. He had to wriggle to get out of his seat, or try to, his mother laughing from down the table from him. She waved him off, blowing him a kiss, saying she always thought he was EXPECIALLY adorable at that age! He finally hit the ground and made a bee line for his mother, watching her get up and pick up the long silk skirt and start to run from him, laughing brightly as people around them just erupted into peals of laughter at the way too cute scene of the little mad hatter chasing his mother.*
(18:36:37 )
??ƒironiil???Lead Chaperone of the Moonlight Tryst??
??Iston I Nîf Gîn, Tolo Ar Nin, Av'osto??
?ten' i' Dome Mori Ar' Quanta En' Gorgorath?
...
- Is In Story Teller Mode - says to ALL: This was just the first run of the surprises in store. It was all getting into swing, but it was no where near the highlight reel yet, this was just the warm ups. Couples all of the place were either singing completely off tune, some couldn’t seem to carry a tune in a bucket to save their lives, and others just shocked those around them with how great they sounded. There were couples who suddenly took to the dance floor, willing or not, all of them cutting up quite the rug… Or thinking they were! Some of the dances were completely on the fly, arms moving in the most random of ways, butts swinging and people holding their nose and wriggling on the way down.. Others were doing the mashed potato, some the twist, others did what could only be described as disco-like… Others were far more graceful, very comfortable on the dance floor, doing things like the square dance, foxtrot and samba… There were plenty of people who were running about, trying to dodge the flying bird cages, some even going so far as to try to magic the budgies off. All too no avail, those cages got their birds back, and more than a few people put straws in their drinks so they could continue on. Miss Mina and Marabelle had gotten caged, Garafin saying that he never expected them to be basket cases, which got Marabelle to chase Garafin around with that cage on her head which just looked too funny not to laugh at.
The Butter and Bread flies were beginning to carry around their jars of jam and the enchanted spoons, randomly flinging it at people, and each time it struck it would have a certain effect on the person who got hit with it. It was a flying arsenal!
Roll One 20 Sided Dice
1-5: You find yourself with a glob of jam suddenly smacking you, bingo, right between the eyes! The scent of strawberries would suddenly hit, and then the charm would take effect, causing the victim to suddenly have an urge to run about and count every cup on the tables, yelling “Move Down Move Down” at the tables with an even number, or singing A Very Merry Unbirthday to those that were odd. This goes on for either five minutes, or someone puts the jam on their nose.
6-10: The glob of jam from the aerial assault team would land smack right onto the cheek of this victim. This time it was blue berry, and once the smell was caught, the person would find a sudden urge to tickle someone, anyone, so long as they are close.. This will go on until someone tickles them back, or one of the people they are tickling beg off.
11-15: This one doesn’t go for a more regular, easy to find target, these bread and butter flies were out for syrup! These were peach jam, and they were making their way for the money shots, aiming for every posterior they could find! Once this one hit it would transform the person into one of the mushrooms that were tormenting people, popping up all over the place at the most random moments, allowing them to take targets and hopefully nail someone! This effect lasts until someone comes in contact with you. Victim may choose one of the following. A colour changing mushroom, a stick to your rump mushroom, or a spontaneous urge to dance mushroom. If one rolls a perfect fifteen you may pick the effect of your own desire.
16-20: These were more of a bane to the ladies, these ones were aiming for all breasts, big and small! Any lady who took a glob of the jam between their sweater bunnies, the would find themselves in fact turned into bunnies! All sorts of colours from pure white to tiger stripped and everything in between. This lasts for five minutes, there is no way out of it, and while in that form you find yourself laying Cadbury eggs in brightly coloured foil to the delight of children and adults alike!*
(19:28:59 )
.°.a sky full of stars.°.
…Sybelle Fironiil...
…maybe its not about the happy ending….
..maybe its about the story..
: .. she was almost beside herself when she shrunk down to wee little Miss 8.. her hair that shorter turning progressively more and more purple as she got older.. the blonde highlights slowly fading.. she heard him calling out to his Mother.. or.. well she heard someone.. a young boy.. turning then as she caught a glimpse of him there and she just about fell on her ass.. laughing quietly as she held her head on her hands.. oh it was all far to precious.. being able to watch him chasing his Mother around like that.. Oh it was something she would not soon forget.. she saw Jacob and Rose cutting it on the dance floor..together hand in hand.. Wow.. that was impressive.. very impressive..her sharply pointed ears took in the sounds of someone singing.. she turned to glance over her shoulder.. catching sight of Nautilous there.. him and Sydel laughing there.. she chewed on the inside of her lip there a moment before there was a flash of something .. someone else catching her attention when she needed it.. Ace with his massive round head being held up by what seemingly looked like a much smaller body.. chasing Pia around as she squealed and laughed.. Oh it was all far to precious.. it really was.. before she knew it though she had poofed back into her usual size.. stretching her legs out there as she sat down in the soft grasses she wasn’t in any great hurry to get back up.. it was nice just sitting.. watching everyone having so very much fun.. her hands slid around behind her.. rubbing at the sides of her neck..for as easy as the moments were making her forget.. little things like seeing him seated there across from her was making her remember.. she would have to come to terms with it.. the bread and butterflies came out en-masse though and suddenly.. she recalled seeing a few of them when she arrived but not quite this many.. Oh and they had pots of jam .. Roll(1d20)+0:4,+0Total:4 her brow rose there before she got smacked with that sweet sticky strawberry jam.. right between the eyes.. she whined a little.. reaching up to collect it there upon her fingers.. ohhh it was sweet.. the scent was so strong and she could almost taste it.. the compulsion hit her.. the need to count all those cups on the tables.. all those random designs.. the saucers.. coming to the end of one table there as she got to around fifty or so before she started laughing.. waving people on.. telling them to move down.. .. Clean cup, clean cup, move down, move down, clean cup, clean cup, move down! .. she would cry out.. unable to stop the words from spilling from her mouth there regardless of wether she reached to cover it.. Garafin settled into the other end of that very same table.. having both been struck by the same butterfly..he was pointing at her though with a grin as they Both told people to move down.. everyone at that table was frightfully confused but laughing none the less.. it was like a game of musical chairs-