#pfairy

(Her internal response "PEOPLE DON'T BELIEVE IN YOUR FACE!")

"Now." She breathed, steeling herself to keep her judgement clear even as she raised an accusing talon to point at the fearful messenger, "Who sent you, and where is my family? And don’t think you can lie to me."

Once when I was walking to the bus stop in panama a bird flew over my head and pooped in my hair, and I had to run as fast as I could (I was short with little legs and NOT athletic, so me moving fast was HARD) and wash my hair in the sink as fast as I could to get BACK to the bus stop on time. I was crying, but in hindsight it's pretty hilarious.

When the door closed, he locked it behind them. Kineth suspiciously eyed his couch. "Feelings," he shuddered once, for good measure. He moved to straighten the cushions a bit, and the ghost took the opportunity to slip out from the wall. She said something. Kineth's eyes flicked up. "It's no good; you know I can't hear you." She rolled her eyes at him, but a smile darkened the corners of her cheeks. The vampire frowned at her. To say death looked good on her was an understatement; she looked just that, dead, the everpresent wound where he'd stabbed her a testament to that. But the bags under her eyes were missing, the weight on her shoulders gone, the dark thing in her heart having vanished with her mortal body. She said it again, and this time he read her lips: /You're an asshole./ Kineth chuckled. "Cute." After one last glance around the room, he left for the watchfire. Katiana sat down on the couch and watched the fire, oddly nostalgic for the warmth she could not feel. Chey (Older stuff first. Haven't started yet) Reb (sorry had to get that out of my system) Sara (and we can add in Reb to have solus rescue our asses after we think we've saved ourselves. XD.) (no problem. just curious XD) Chey (THAT WAS GOOD) Sara Awesome! Reb (thx ehehehe) Chey ........... KATIANA-GHOST WATCHES PEOPLE MAKE OUT *GRIIIIN* Sara a girl after emilie's heart haha Reb (toying with the idea that Kat's spirit just hangs out for the rest of forever, because she feels indebted to him for putting her out of her misery. And she'll help find the ghosts and the beasties and the nasty things.) Sara so does this mean this is permanent...or just an alternate universes and the other still exists? Reb this is considered AU Sara just checking. i like her "alive too" XD Reb canon kineth doesn't kill kat and falls in love with her and dies like a normal happy mortal and she won't show herself to anyone else, she just sort of lurks invisibly unless kineth's alone TAKE THAT HOW YOU WILL Chey FTR - the split universes tear at the Annie that can see them both Because on one hand "Love, yay, good! Death, not so good." Reb but you can't fall in love with a ghost so it's really ideal for kineth LOL Chey and exactly the opposite thought for the other hand "Awww I wish the curmudgeon could understand love, but I get to keep him forever." Reb I bet kat appears when kineth's trying to get some tail and makes funny faces until he laughs, thus pissing off his partner Sara HAHA I wanna see this. lol Chey ...... Hahahaaha that's glorious *Annamore nervously paces harpy city, looking rather like a lost puppy, hair drooping and everything* Sara Reb, you better help her out...or make her suffer a little longer...but help her eventually. lloll Reb occasionally, when he's overworked and concentrating on too many things at once, he'll open his mouth and say "Gods, I should have let her live," instead of whatever he meant to say. It throws everyone off, himself included. The ghost in the corner shakes her head and smiles, because she's /positive/ she couldn't be more content than this. Reb eh i'll think about it Chey (Hahaha he could not be there at all!) Sara thus the suffer a little more Chey ...... Ooouuch my heart Reb (actually yeah joke's on you he immediately went off to find a deep abandoned place to clear his head.) Sara kineth set you up Chey (And he's still gone hahaha, sorry Annie.) Sara bad boy... Chey "He didn't send me here, I came on my own." Reb (oh jeez yeah it would be bad if a harpy gang showed up now) (kineth would end up rescuing her like "really? really annie? fucking emotions.") Chey Annamore finally shrugs and makes to head back to the portal, "Must have missed him." She mumbled to herself. Chey (Hey, she might be able to save herself. For one thing, they'd burn their hands if they tried to grab her) Reb THEN he'd overturn every single rock in the known universes until he found solus, drag him out by the tail. "Hey genius, your girlfriend almost died looking for you. If you don't stop being a dumbass I'll kill you myself." Chey She'd look at him "HE WAS ONLY GONE A DAY!" "THAT'S OVERKILL BIG BIRD, EVEN IF I WAS BEING STUPID." Reb "WELL YOUR'E PANICKING LIKE YOU FUCKING RIPPED YOUR SHADOW OR SOME SHIT, I THOUGHT IT WAS SERIOUS!" Chey "I'M NOT PANICKING. I'M WALKING AROUND!" "MAYBE MOPING A BIT, BUT PEOPLE DO THAT SOMETIMES." Reb Kineth threw his hands in the air. "LOVE." Chey "Yeah, yeah. YOU KNOW WHAT I AM. I'M GOING TO RUB SOME ON YOU. COME HERE." Reb "Eugh. No. NO NO GET OFF OF ME. GROSS. JUST. FUCK. THAT'S NASTY. GET OFF. GO AWAY. I'M NOT TALKING TO YOU. HOW DO I WASH THIS OFF." Chey "It's a hug. You don't wash it off." Reb "Ugh but you put /love/ in it." Chey "AND YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE? I LOVE YOU, TOO!" Annamore stamped her foot down as if she was a rebellious teen. Reb "NO. YOU CAN'T. I CHOOSE TO PRETEND THOSE LAST FEW WORDS DON'T EXIST. YOUR'E DRUNK. GO HOME." Chey "CAN TOO! Already did! Too late, you'll just have to deal with it! FOREVER!" Chey Annamore paused outside the portal and glanced around one last time, mentally punching herself for feeling the way she did right now. She honestly wasn't sure, at this exact moment, that she liked it. The almost dependency on another person that her emotions were feeling. It made her feel silly and dumb, and that made her mildly angry. She hopped through and resolved to go about her business as if nothing was wrong. Reb Solus stretched his legs out and wiggled his toes before settling back on his hands again. His neck cracked as he tilted his head. He'd already translated four of the pictograms. Before him was an enormous stone wall, covered in glyphs and imagery from a long-dead race of somethings. Mammals, it looked like, though they always depicted themselves with masks. His eyes traced the first line again. He reached down to practice two of the glyphs in the sand. Satisfied, he moved to the parchment sitting beside him and wrote them in black ink. Translating glyphs was tedious. It was tedious and calming and it kept him from thinking about things. Solus sighed and lay flat against the floor. The entire chamber was dark except for the circle of torchlight he created; he couldn't even see the ceiling. He took comfort in it, though, these old forgotten rooms. There was something about telling your secrets to the ghosts of long-dead civilizations that appealed to him. No one was more trustworthy. "Atch-idji," he said out loud, finally figuring out what they may have called themselves. It was pure conjecture, but there were similar writings out there he could go off of. Solus smiled, content with that for the moment, and allowed his eyes to close. He had no idea what time of day or night it was, and that suited him just fine. He allowed the silence and the cool stale air to lull him to sleep. Chey When the next day went by without a trace of him as well, Annamore snorted, more at herself then at him. She had work to do as always, and today she relished it if just for being able to fly around at top speeds to clear her head, pausing for a while to dance with the lightning of a storm. She'd missed this, she decided. She stayed away from the castle, away from the portals, and certainly didn't stray to look for him today.

Annamore closed her eyes, although her face lit up at those words. More than that, his touch made her happy. It was good touch, warm and comforting and kind, devoid of lust - although there was always a potential for that someday. For now it was just friendly and loving, reminding her of her days as a human, despite him being anything but. Sleepily, her fingers traced through his feathers, experiencing the different textures - the soft under feathers and the smooth top feathers. (*makes dying whale sounds*) Reb Solus sighed, his breath sending a few stray hairs fluttering. He was sensitive, he had to admit, but after his heart had finished hammering, her touch was /comfortable./ It was almost odd in that he’d never found comfort in another’s warmth-though it may have had something to do with his reluctance to let people in. Not this time, though. He relished in her closeness with a new kind of contentment. Solus shifted, drawing up his knees so he could curl up next to her. Chey She continued burying her face against him, all the more comfortable for his movement. She could feel the warmth of the fire against her back, lulling her to relax completely. “This is nice… Need to do this more often.” Reb He hummed into her hair, which he still played in with his fingertips. “Yeah. Yeah, we do.” His other hand smoothed over her shoulder, still stuck on the sensation of skin. He absently pressed a kiss to the top of her head. Chey She sighed again, turning her head so she could look up at him with sleepy eyes, contentment evident on her face. “So you still want to take me to that winter temple even after today?” She giggled slightly at that thought. Reb He smiled down at her. “It’s only cold til you get inside. It’s nice inside. There are hot springs there.” He leaned down so that their foreheads touched, and then bumped their noses together. “Boop!” he said, grinning stupidly. (sometimes i think dying would be easier than having this adorkable mess in my brain) (come on solus really BOOP ARE YOU FUCKIGN SERIOUS GOD) Chey "A temple with hot springs. Don’t know how those guys worshiped but that sounds like a party to me." She flushed when his nose bumped against hers, laughing cheerfully. "Boop!" She agreed, catching his face between her hands and pulling it back down for a kiss. (ASDFGHJK I’M DEAD DON’T AGREE WITH THE BOOP!) Reb (IT’S TOO FUCKING LATE THE BOOP HAS BEENA GREED TO) His breath hitched in his throat, the kiss still unexpected despite their closeness. He tilted his face to fit better against hers as his eyes fluttered shut. (omg kineth is just “oh gods please can i walk in on them” nO YOU STAY IN YOUR CORNER) Chey (I WAS THINKING THAT!) (I THINK LIKE KINETH NOOOO) Chey She pulled herself up slightly higher to make the angle easier on him, a low, contented noise escaping her lips against his. She slid a hand around over his shoulder to support her body against his. Reb His heart thundered erratically in his chest. One hand trailed lower to rest at her waist while his lips moved gently against hers. He made a small sound of contentment as she shifted upward. Then there was a noise like two opposite spaces connecting, silk on satin, and Kineth materialized in the kitchen. "Well, well," he said, and Solus jerked away from Annamore like she was on fire. Chey Annamore jumped slightly as he jerked away, suddenly completely awake. She’d known who had appeared by the sound alone, before he spoke, and her cheeks flushed as she peered at him, “Oh, hey big bird. W-what’s up?” She worked on catching her breath as she waited for an answer, mentally kicking herself about her choice of spots for this. (IF YOU’RE GONNA MAKE OUT WITH A GUY, DON’T DO IT IN YOUR SORT OF EX-FRIENDS-WITH-BENEFIT’S TERRITORY) (Annie: It’s only ex because this guy actually can emotion back. Otherwise I’d still be down with that!) Reb Kineth raised an eyebrow at them both. Solus pinched the bridge of his nose-as if that would hide his flaming cheeks-and did his best not to make eye contact. "Oh please, don’t let me interrupt," the vampire said, almost gleeful of the thief’s discomfort. "Did either of you want a glass of wine?" He pulled out a glass for himself, fully intending to have one himself.  Solus glanced to Annamore. Chey "Ah, n-no. I’m good without that, but thanks." She met Solus’ glance, smiling at him to reassure him, then shot her friend an amused look, "Sure you don’t need us to move? We were cold earlier so I thought… Fireplace." Reb Kineth poured himself a glass and shook his head. “Nah. If you were anyone else, I’d kick you out. But you’re okay, little bird. I’m just heading up to the map room. Getting some work done.” He took a sip of the wine and headed for the stairs. He paused in the doorway and came back to grab the wine bottle. “Just don’t make a mess on the couch,” he teased before disappearing up the stairs. Reb (wow what an asshole) Chey She slapped her hand to her forehead, giving into laughter that time, “I can’t believe you sometimes, big bird!” She called out after him, “I don’t think that’s on the itinerary for tonight, though!” She calmed her laughter then grinned back at Solus, “See, told you he wasn’t that bad.” (Annie no don’t ACKNOWLEDGE the shit big bird says! AHHH) (Annie: Well, it could be worse. We could be using his bed.) (OH MOON NO SHUT UP NOW ANNIE) Reb Despite his embarrassment, Solus couldn’t help but laugh as well. “God, I can’t /believe/ that guy! How the heck did you meet him, anyway?” Chey "Oh, now that… Well, you know how this place isn’t exactly /easy/ to access? I accidentally managed to find a tear in the fabric of the space between worlds while flying around one day. Boom. Appeared right here. Next thing I know, a giant bird - guess who - decides to slam me right into the ground. And then we became friends." She snuggled up to him again, relaxing now that Kineth had gone upstairs. "It was my first time meeting any bird-ish-people besides me or Toothiana, so I was actually pretty thrilled." Reb Solus chuckled, tensing for only a moment before relaxing completely at her touch. His arms wound around her again as he scooted down to more comfortably lounge against the couch cushions. “That’s certainly interesting. The only entrances I’ve ever found have been plain old doorways.” He pulled her close to rub his cheek on her hair. Chey "Well, I don’t recommend travelling the way I came. Right through the fog - somehow managed to avoid all the beasties on my way in." She nuzzled against his neck, breathing in the light scent of feathers again. "But that might have been the best accident to ever happen to me. In fact, I’m sure of it. I’m not so alone these days." Reb He stilled his hands where they cupped her shoulders and a warmth shuddered through him. He felt, for a brief moment, as if he would melt. He smiled serenely and nuzzled her hair. “I guess I’m not either, am I?” he murmured to her scalp. Chey "Nope." She murmured contentedly, her eyes sparkling, although he couldn’t see it from where he was. “‘Cause you’ve got me now… And the others, too, although they might be slower to show it." She squeezed her arms around him just for a moment, letting him feel how much she meant what she said. Chey (Annie just had a thought “So how does ending friends-with benefits work, anyways? Do you have to officially break up or should the fact that you’re seeing someone else imply that you’re no longer on the potential hump-buddy list?”) Reb He made a small noise and squeezed her, too, rocking her slightly in the embrace. “You’re sweet,” he told her, “and I like you.” He kissed the top of her head before planting his cheek there again. His eyes slipped shut for a long, quiet moment. “There’s never been anyone in my life quite like you,” he said eventually. Reb (Kineth just poked his head in. “You were never on a ‘hump-buddy list.’ You’re just a friend, and if you happen to drop me a booty call, I’ll oblige. I dunno how other people are, but I attach no strings.”) Chey "I could say the same thing about you. All of that." She couldn’t turn her head to look at him, because his cheek was on her head, but she pressed against him, completely satisfied with how things worked out. "Would it be weird if I said thank you, for stealing from me? Maybe that’s weird, but if you hadn’t, I never would have been able to meet you." Chey (“Good to know. I’ve never had a list either. Especially since you were the only booty call I’ve ever done!” *Fist bumps Kineth*) Reb He thought on that one for a long moment, listening to the way their breathing began to sync up. His heart fluttered; sometimes he had a clear, unobstructed view of how she felt about him, and it set his veins on fire. He pulled back and tilted her face so he could look into her eyes. “You’re welcome,” he whispered. He leaned to kiss her forehead. “You’re so welcome.” Chey She smiled her most brilliant smile at him, her eyes lighting up as they met his. She nearly opened her mouth to say the thought on her mind, but she held back. /To soon, silly bird. Too soon. He doesn’t want to hear that yet./ Instead she countered his kiss with a light peck to his nose, her smile still in place despite her moment of hesitancy. Chey (Yes she legitimately almost blurted out “I love you” at him in my head. And then she decided “OH WAIT HE’D PROBABLY PANIC OR THINK ME STUPID NOPE BACK UP.”) And now she’s curling into a ball in my head because she WANTS to say it Reb Solus squinted, wondering why she’d hesitated. Whatever it was, though, he wouldn’t press her; she’d tell him, in time, if she chose to, and he could relate to keeping things unsaid. He returned her nose kiss with a chuckle, and then dipped down to catch her lips again. His eyes flicked to hers quickly before he closed them, concentrating on kissing her slowly, but with a new firmness. Chey Her heart skipped a beat with the kiss, before racing. Annamore leaned into it as she relished the firmness, a slow sigh slipping from her nose as she tilted her head to better accept his lips, allowing her own eyes to flutter shut in pleasure. Reb He unconsciously hummed as his fingers found purchase in her hair, not really tugging at it, but holding her there gently. He lingered for a long moment before breaking to catch a quick breath, only to kiss her again. He /really/ liked kissing her, he decided. Chey She made a small noise of pleasure when he kissed her again, her hands slipping through the feathers of his back again to stroke them lightly, enjoying the feeling against the tips of her fingers.

- Sleepover fun times

(Hah! She's probably just "Where's Chey?! ARE WE GOING TO TAKE A WALK!?")