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everybody look at me - Aela - 03-04-2022 Her mind was restless, and in return, so were her long legs. Aela spent very minimal time in Taiga. She took to spending most of her time in Nerine, but if they (a triumvirate of characters in a setting that still surprised her) were to succeed in finding those missing from when the Pampas sank and if Aela ever hoped for the sheltered territory to regain the reputation that the Flower Court once held, the former Seneschal understood that she would have to spend a portion of her time there, meeting with Cheri and Obscene, working with them to formulate a new plan for their future. It was a necessity, she reminded herself. But that necessity took place in a forest that Aela cared little for. That forest was damp with fog. It was often cold - as was Nerine - and she found herself missing the milder weather of the Pampas and even the sweltering summers of Pangea. The slender palomino - well camouflaged by the thick tree cover - shivered away from the notice of others. She knew they were out there; Aela could sense them in a flurry of emotions. There was a horse nearby who was irritable from the cold. There was another who was hungry. A young mother who was looking forward to the spring, when she could wean her colt. They were too close, as far as Aela was concerned, if she could discern those things. The Empath turned from them and moved in another direction. The ground was covered in a light layer of snow and the golden woman sighed, disparaging of the way that the ground crunched beneath her hooves. Despite the way that the filtered sunlight glinted off her gleaming stripes, there was little warmth to be found. Her soft, exasperated breaths came out in little puffs of silver smoke that irritably gave her presence away. She wanted privacy and a place to simply soak up the sun for a few hours. When Aela finally finds it - a rather convenient spot by the River that truly seems too convenient to be unclaimed - she does as she has always done; she takes it simply because she wants it and because she can. For the afternoon, it was hers and hers alone. If anyone wanted to dispute that fact with the lovely thing who rested at the center of the sun-filled clearing, they were welcome to try. RE: everybody look at me - Ashhal - 03-07-2022 I tried to sell my soul last night Days cease to matter when one has what apparently will be an infinite number of them. Too damn many, as far as he is concerned, but nothing he can really do about that. Others might imagine they could get a great deal done with that many days, but not Ashhal. He vastly prefers the simpler things in life. A full belly and a patch of sun in which to nap were all he really needed. Aside from the occasional fuck or fight to break up the monotony, it’s all he really wanted. @Aela RE: everybody look at me - Aela - 03-07-2022 The sun feels magnificent. Its warmth shines on her golden hide and she can feel it on her back, on the elegant curve of her neck, even on the pale blaze of her face. Her head is lifted and upturned towards the sky; she can sense someone is nearby (even if she can’t see his scowl, a horse wouldn’t need empathic abilities to feel its presence). Aela has never minded being admired, but this isn’t some smooth-talking brute who thinks that the palomino might be easily swayed into a certain kind of company. Oh, no. This brute is something else entirely, and Aela who has to keep her emotions in check the last few weeks for the sake of progress, finds herself intrigued. It’s been some time since she has truly tested herself (and isn’t that what she had taught Fyr? To allow powers to grow was to put them against the abilities of others to learn limitations and discover strengths?) and whoever he is, when she opens her blue eyes, she is pleased to see that he looks like a strong enough specimen. Battle-hardened from the look of his numerous scars and solid muscles. His spot, the pegasus growls at her, and Aela, not unfamiliar with the scowling breed, offers a small smile in return. ”Oh,” she murmurs softly, like she might actually acquiesce to his demand, and the lovely lines of her mouth even momentarily falter into a beautiful frown. But the slender creature doesn’t move away from her spot; there are no such spots such as this in Taiga and she certainly won’t be returning to that accursed forest until she is good and ready. She was kind enough to let him loom as close as he did, but with an irritated flick of her flaxen tail, Aela decided that enough was enough. Her benevolence was spent. She thought about lighting herself aflame, letting her aura take over to give the arrogant gray a lesson about invading personal space, but as her head tilts prettily to one side, Aela decides on a different approach. Her gift was there, shimmering on her unmarked coat in warning, ready to transform her into the thing the winged beast feared most or perhaps to overwhelm him with her favorite emotion: terror. ”Touch me,” she said in a breathy voice that was half-dare and half-laugh, as tempting an offer as much as it was a veiled threat said beneath her dark lashes, ”and you can have it back.” @Ashhal RE: everybody look at me - Ashhal - 03-21-2022 I tried to sell my soul last night If he were a different sort of man, her guise of soft sweetness might have beguiled him. Might have made him weaken towards her, tempting him with something sure to be incredible. But Ashhal had long ago learned just how deceptive allure can be. Innocence that might be a draw to others only brings suspicion and a stirring need to destroy it to him. @Aela RE: everybody look at me - Aela - 03-27-2022 It had taken a great deal of her reserve when Aela had pooled her powers with Cheri. It had been worth it; the palomino had discovered that her son was alive. But the onyx-and-green mare had been in a weakened state when they attempted to summon a Telling in the flames and it had been the depth of her emotional powers that had fueled the appaloosa. She wouldn’t never consider herself a weak creature, but she had been careful in the weeks after not to over-exert her abilities. RE: everybody look at me - Ashhal - 04-26-2022 I tried to sell my soul last night That she does not retreat from his lashing rage tells him all that he needs to know. Her gentleness had been little more than a guise, and his suspicions had been proven correct once again. The understanding stirs a bubbling resentment deep in his gut, an acid eating away at him just like the forced fear or the anger he can never seem to quell. @Aela |