ANGELINE

If you are any of the love interests reading this post, and you want your girlfriend player to not lose her shit while playing games and want to live a longer life, you better follow this book till the end of the earth.

Rule 101 : Dont fucking take the claw machine if you are not going to play it fucking properly. 😊 (talking to you specifically Rafayel.)

Rule 102 : Dont fucking refuse to give the claw machine after you just fucked up the round or your girlfriend will be in your walls at night. If you have already done this you better look behind your back while walking and sleep with your eyes open (if you fo sleep at all)

Rule 103 : If your girlfriend ever lets you win a round in kitty cards, DO NOT beat her in the next when she is playing for real.

Rule 104 : If your girlfriend ever catches you stealing cards in kitty cards red handed and still decides to let it slide DO FUCKING NOT shove her kindness up her ass and beat her. Be a genleman, swallow your pride and let her take the win.

strong or weak, he'll still be there to hold you when you need him to

I was so glad to release our 'Love and Deepspace'-inspired scent line on our favourite Lemurian's birthday, so I figure it can only be fitting for him to be our first product spotlight of the line of fragrances! In creating Rafayel's fragrance, I kept returning to the 'Your Fragrance' memory card. It was a memorable one for me, being an individual who, like Raf, has a bit of a particular sensitivity when it comes to sense of smell, and it was ever in the forefront of my mind during testing for him. He can be seen in the card saying that artificial scents are too harsh for him, and irritate him to too great of an extent, so I knew anything too heavy on the aldehydes or chemical side of perfumery would be completely out of the question. Ultimately, the final combination came quite naturally; for what would a yearning, olfactory-sensitive Lemurian smell like other than home? That provided the idea of a good base of sea salt, seaweed, and driftwood to act as fresh heart notes to keep the fragrance from feeling too heavy, lifted up by the addition of a little amber to provide that subtly refined feeling Rafayel always has hanging around him; all of it topped off with some grapefruit, reflecting the sweetly tart bite of Rafayel's pouty possessiveness.

It was your plan to just drop off the shirt sylus left behind in linkon and be off on your way. But here he was blocking your way to the door by leaning against the door with his large body ever so slightly tipsy.

"Don't leave yet." He leaned forward

"why?" You said

"You just came, stay for a while. If you want I'll drop you off myself. As you know it's not that safe in N109 zone."

"I came here just fine, I have a pile of laundry at my apartment. If it's not something important-" you were interrupted with him suddenly flicking your forehead.

"I haven't had the pleasure of your presence for days now. My heart isn't satisfied yet." He said softly. He refused to let you let you go so soon. You presence bought spring to his otherwise cold lair.

You laughed as you cupped his face "you are pouting my love"

"you always leave so soon." He pulled you in by your waist and nuzzled his face into your shoulder. "Stay just a bit more, at least stay till your scent lingers in the air. If not, stay till my heart calms down a bit." His eyes scanned your face as he pulled just a bit away. It was quite the sight to see the infamous leader of Onychinus begging and pouting.

"Sylus-"

"Let me live a bit sweetheart. Just stay for a while" he purred. He felt drunk on you. Your smile, your laugh, your scent. You were a walking temptation for him. And you were leaving

"Sylus how can I leave if you say things like that" you sighed

"But I haven't even said much yet. I haven't even heard much from you yet" He smiled knowing he was chipping away at your will to go home to whatever menial chores you had.

He leaned forward to capture your lips in a soft and tender kiss "Stay at least till I have prepared my heart for your absence"