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i know i've only felt religion when i've lied with you, ivar/anyone - Chryseis - 12-31-2018 you were a vision in the morning when the light came through, i know i've only felt religion when i've lied with you and i'm still waking every morning but it's not with you . @[Ivar] RE: i know i've only felt religion when i've lied with you, ivar/anyone - Lothbrok - 12-31-2018 So many chose to come to the tropical land. So many sweet faces, upturned and eager, their eyes rolling with the tall trees that were inhabited by cackling birds who knew a further truth that waited for the pretty mares. If one listened closely enough, their secrets would be told but the pretty girls with their high laughs and stammering answers never made it very far into the the humid lands. On this particular day, the smoke and snow stallion has beached himself upon the white sands, sunning himself after leisurely swim in the warm waters. Fish currently sated his need for food and he intended to sleep it off beneath the warm gaze of the sun, blessed and golden, a favored son in the gilded eye. Yet something shines brightly, a sharp contrast, to the silver eyes of the male beneath his shuttered eye. The lid lifts to catch the reflection of the sunlight against the gold blaze of a strange face. Lothbrok rolls to his shoulder to sit up, watching from the tangled damp strands of his mane. Her scent is easily brought to him on the downward breeze. She is not of Ischia and she is certainly not kelpie. Lothbrok draws his feet beneath him to rise, shaking the pale sand off in a cloud. He does not hide his presence and the surely the young mare would heed the sound of his furious movement, the dark mane and tail flying without care. Lothy eyes the blue roan for a moment as he is sure he has attracted her attention. Silver eyes rove the form that was nearing womanhood but still held the awkwardness of a filly's blush. She would blossom to a lovely mare one day. His father's voice in his head wonders what she would look like beneath the waves, stilled with the darkness of her mane fanning the gold blaze, forever youthful and beautiful...but his belly is full and he is happy to converse with someone other than his family. "Hello there." He finally released the words from dark lips, the forelock of his long hair covering a silver eye while the other is exposed and staring at her. "Welcome to Ischia...looking for someone?" Lothbrok had once been the spitting image of a young Ivar before his change but now he stands a reminder of what once was. RE: i know i've only felt religion when i've lied with you, ivar/anyone - Ivar - 12-31-2018 Ivar has thought of Chryseis approximately zero times since their last encounter. Even the remarks from a gold-marked roan had not conjured her image, so as he sees her standing on the pale sand he pauses for a moment to remember her name. In the time that takes, the blue filly is joined by a third horse. The shimmer of heat makes it difficult to identify by sight, but there are few dark piebalds on the island, and by the time Ivar has reached them he’s already smiling at his son. “Chryseis.” He says, introducing the girl to his son, “This is Lothbrok.”There is no denying the resemblance between the kelpie and his son; creatures cut from the very same cloth. The tricolored creature glances down at Chryseis, and then back at Lothbrok. “I’m glad you came to visit,” he says, the very picture of politeness. He’d meant to keep the girl here for himself (it is never hard to convince young women to stay in a literal paradise), but perhaps Lothbrok would like to have her instead. Ivar has no interest in her, not yet. Her father’s warnings weren’t wrong, but the kelpie poses no danger to her, at least not for now. “Or did you come for something else?” There have been a surprisingly number of diplomatic visits of late. Ivar had nearly forgotten how to deal with them, and he is grateful that Hyaline had been thoughtful enough to send someone pretty. Chryseis is young for a diplomat though, and she doesn’t seem to have arrived with anyone else. Ivar’s golden gaze sweep the horizon once more, just to be certain. Unlikely that she’s here on official business then. He glances then at Lothbrok, curious how his son might react to the stranger. @[Chryseis] @[Lothbrok] RE: i know i've only felt religion when i've lied with you, ivar/anyone - Chryseis - 01-02-2019 you were a vision in the morning when the light came through, i know i've only felt religion when i've lied with you and i'm still waking every morning but it's not with you . @[Ivar] @[Lothbrok] |