May 29, 2017
*whispers* Your mun is a murderer
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*whispers* “I have no defense.”
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*whispers* Your mun is a murderer
@hisloyalvassal
*whispers* “I have no defense.”
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“Have you ever considered.... not being quite so clumsy?” He bent to pick up the two shattered remnants of the plate that had dropped and cracked, presumably by her hands. Hiding a brief smile, he straightened, before ridding himself of the now broken plate. Then pausing briefly, —“that was a joke. I know it was an accident.” Then, another attempt at humor— “I’m explaining because you have no sense of humor.”
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Fragmented ceramic glistened within her eyes, her mind a blur of enchantments as it raced to find the right combination of words to merge what was broken back into a whole. His tone thick with sarcasm waded though her thoughts, bringing her focus to the foreground and eyes upon his face.Â
“Be careful how you speak to me, dear Feren,“ her words dripped with jest, mischief glistening within sapphire eyes. “Our dear Legolas could hear you and scold you for your poor hospitality.“
"Lalleth?" He cocked his head curiously at the name, giving her a slightly confused and curious gaze. "Why should we worry about her wrath? I am sure she will feel free to join in. Your fiancée will neither mind either. We know one another." (Crack!)
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“We should worry about it because she is your wife and my friend and I would never wish to harm her by accepting any attention from you.“ Her legs shook slightly beneath her, the maiden hesitantly stepping backwards until her back met the wall, only then did she look up at him with nervous eyes.Â
“You are making me uncomfortable Feren. I do not wish to be intimate with you or you wife, especially at the same time I am trying to be intimate with my fiancee.“
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Feren’s sudden outburst brought pause to her movements, a tinge of fear creeping into her expression as she turned to look upon him. For an elf who couldn’t stand her from the second they crossed paths, his sudden infatuation with her was confounding, though she would not feed into it for a moment, especially since his wife is such a dear friend.
“The only one you belong to, Feren, is your wife. And I doubt she will be thrilled hearing that you are trying to pledge yourself to me, and neither would my fiancee as a matter of fact.“
He followed the bear cautiously as it roamed his home, watching as it explored. It was strange how easily the bear found its way around- as if it was familiar with the layout and placement of furniture. Eventually, it seemed content enough to lay down on the floor and so Feren was content enough to let it stay contented. It seemed it would be only the two of them for a time and so Feren simply stood there observing it. It was a strange bear, he thought again. "Will you sleep here tonight?"
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“Harummm.” Clearly annoyed with the elf, Legolas barely lifted his head as he let out a frustrated growl, and turned his head away. Just a few more hours. A few more hours and he would see. And then he could break this curse. Of course he could. Feren could do anything. After a while, he closed his eyes, and sighed deeply.
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Ah, so it was a friendly one! Feren let his hand slip down just above its nose so it had the option to sniff if it chose to. "I've never seen one of your color before. And so slender...." He let his fingertips trail the ends of its fur carefully, making sure to keep an eye on it as he did so. Was it a young one? Would it's mother come seeking it? He wasn't sure. "Should I feed you? Is that why you came here?" He didn't notice the familiar look in its eyes or the subtle attempts at communication.
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Frustrated, Legolas sniffed loudly, pushing against Feren’s hand again. Just look, my friend! Look at my color, look at my eyes! Can you not see who I am? Growing more excited, he pushed the statuette again, and then began to roam the house to look for another feature he could use. However, after a few minutes, he gave up and simply laid down, eying the setting sun. A little longer, and then perhaps Feren would understand - if only he would not die out of fright.
Once his life was quite obviously not in danger, the elf lowered his feet from the couch to the ground to stand lightly. His eyes trailed the bear as it padded its way over to a figurine made by Legolas when he was but an elfling. It was a strange bear altogether, what with its unusual coloring and the almost too intelligent eyes. He watched it thoughtfully as it nudged again at the figurine before turning round and grunting at him. He carefully walked closer. "It was a gift. Are you lost?"
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If only he could speak! Sad noises escaped his mouth, but to those who did not speak the language of animals, they were nothing but uncomprehensible. Once again he touched the statuette, and then nuzzled Feren’s leg very carefully. Don’t you recognize me, my friend? What must I do to make you understand?“
He kept his back pressed firmly against the back of the couch even as the creature made only a move to gently nudge him. Seconds seemed to drag by as he stared at the beast wondering what could have possibly led it to possibly enter his home. Eyes glanced across from him to the bedroom where no movement seemed to come from- just his luck that Lalleth would have left before this happened! Internally cursing, he slowly relaxed his limbs before clearing his throat and speaking. "You seem lost."
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The bear’s only reply was a sorrowful look in two too intelligent eyes, and a sad, almost frustrated noise. Twas almost as if he wanted to say something, but did not know the words to. After a long moment, he rose again and started roaming the house, seemingly looking for something. At last, he halted near a wooden carving Legolas had once made for the, and looked back at Feren.