Rythyren hummed at that, their brows lofting, before a soft giggle slipped free of their lips. "right out of a long, soothing bath, and into a fresh silken dressing gown.. I prefer the ones with the fluff around the sleeves, neck and hem, I am told they are 'all the rage' among silvermoon nobles.. When I am feeling particularly.. down.. upon myself I like to get dressed up in such things and admire them in the mirror.. Is that a bad thing?"
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It had been a longβ¦ Well, Everything. A long week, a long monthβ¦. a long year. The anxieties and fears, the trepidation and the heartache, over and again, had piled up add-nauseum over, and over again, and it had weighed the dragon down. Heavy was the mix of emotion that burdened the poor dear, from the past, so much history, lost in one fell swoop, one of their last safe places to venture, gone. They, like many, were still processing the loss, both of life, and that rich history, not just their own, but all.
And worst of all? Yet again, They would have to be strong.. They had no time to mourn. They had no time to wallow in the sorrow that threatened to envelope a shadow-addled mind. Just like every other loss suffered in the past fifteen years, they had to push through. Through the healing and recouperation of their consort, who had nearly been paralyzed by the fall, through the fighting and diplomatic dealings of getting accustomed to the Earthen, and aiding their plight here in Dornogol... to their own loss.. They must become blind to it all. Again.
Mingling that with the explosion, the blast wave of void charged arcana that had knocked them for a loop and free of the sky, and Rythyren was having a hell of a time coping alone. But they weren't alone in this moment, were they? No. She was here. Their greatest torment and deepest release. Their longest standing partner and confidant, who they had wrestled heartache and pain alongside, who had been there for them as they for her. Who understood it took more than intimacy for love, more than promises for eternity.
The bath had helped. When their teleport had been so strongly off kilter than they wound up in her bathing chambers aboard her ship, it had helped to just.. fall in.. To be taken into those arms and simply let themself fall apart. There was a time they were afraid to do so. That they felt they were forced to be strong for her, to protect her, when they had lost their mutual mate, years ago... and since. Every time she had a pitfall Ryth felt they needed to be strong for her, Their beautiful Irridessa.
Once more, sorrow hit, as they curled up into bed, after she had so graciously taken care of them, even carrying them to the bed. The strong, capable Commodore was anything but weak, and she proved it with her tender care of the crumbling dragon, so lost in the twists and turns of their own mind.
Settling in next to her as she covered them with the covers felt like the weight was lifted, despite the whispering ramblings in their mind of not being good enough, not being what she wanted, never being able to provide what their beloved pirate craved. The whispers slowly silenced themselves at her reassurances, and they let their senses be robbed by the gentle embrace of one who had loved, but let them roam, knowing, eventually, every time... They would come home.
In this moment, they could let go of the world. In this moment, they could simply be.. and they closed their eyes, nuzzling up and under her chin as their arms wrapped around her, finally, after a year of keeping it together, they let themself simply.. be.
For any/all: Who was their last hookup with and how was it?
Well now, this should be interesting ---
The Twins glance at each other in tandem and look at the questioner with mirrored lofted brows. The priest then ducks his head with a shy little smile while his pirate brother cracks a sly grin. Finally, while Jaredian remains silent, Jarethius speaks up with a flick of his tongue across his canines. "Wouldn't ye like tae know.... But... Aye.. 'es good. -real- good... as tae who......." Jaredian swats his brother, as if trying to keep him from saying anything else about their mutual partner, to which the pirate falls out of his chair laughing at the incredulous look on his timid twin's features.
Azrael thinks back for a moment with a slight smirk. "While I will not name names.. he is rather popular, quite handsome, exceptionally skilled with his mouth. AND wants me to do his makeup for his next shoot. I'm rather honored really."
Rythyren sips their tea, lofting a brow. It is some time before they glance towards the questioner, though their eyes sparkle with mischeif and their lips curl into a devilish smile. "One of very few that can tame a dragon... with naught but the barest of touches... Indeed, a truely unique experience.. and one I hope to repeat.. over.. and over.. and over again, very. Very soon."
Rythyren bit their bottom lip, a frown touching soft, pale features. "Yes." Shifting slightly in their seat, they crossed their legs, plucking up their teacup, and stirring it slowly as they continued to speak in a muted tone. "I once was, let us say.. exceptionally reckless... for the sake of those I cared about, at the time. Saving their lives was the only thing on my mind."
A pause was given, before they set the teacup aside. "I was serving as a contractor within the argent crusade. We were on a relief mission to Pandaria. Our unit had been sent to help with an outcropping of cultists in one of the coastal villages." The dragon hummed quietly. "Our airship was attacked, on it's way to the shore. An ambush set by those that we had come there to confront, alongside the mogu that they were working with. The ship was struck, one of the turbines overloaded, and exploded, causing the airship to ... well.. crash..." They sighed.
"I took to the air of course, I cast a spell to slow the airship's movement, I was doing my best to fight off the attackers, but the ship was rather large and I.. well.. I am not so much..." They seemed to grow distant for a moment. "It was still moving too fast... Those that I had grown to know, to care for, aboard... there was very, very little chance they would survive.. So I did the only thing I could think of.. magic spent, I shoved myself up under the broken turbine.. carved a lasting scar between my wings in the process, but managed to slow her descent enough that there were minimal casualties when we hit. In my.. brilliance... I was trapped under the airship. Underwater. I managed to shift back into my visage but by then the air was free of my lungs and I was fighting a losing battle with consciousness from the wound in my back... which, yes. Does persist in my visage, should you be curious."
They glanced away once more. "Those I had saved, saved me in turn... elsewise... I would not be here today."
[W] x2 for any - What would they like the most for Winter Veil?
Rythyren humms softly, before flicking their ears back. "Peace, I think... I know that may seem like a silly answer but... it gets so.. hectic.. in my life.. I.. would like, for once, for all those I care about to be without pain, without strife, to simply.. enjoy their holiday... "
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For anyone: What was the last lie they told someone else? What was the last lie they told themselves?
Rythyren:
- A - "I'll be fine."
- B - "I don't need anyone's Help. I can handle it alone."
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Jarethius:
- A - "I can put it down whenever I want to. It's a choice."
- B - "You're just a temporary entertainment. They don't want you to keep."
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Jaredian:
- A - "It Isn't important. I'm not looking for anything any-way."
- B - "I'm not going to do *that*.. That would be stupid, and mildly insane.. and.. just something i would never do!"
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Azrael:
- A - "Oh don't worry dear, I'm a -healer- first. I wouldn't harm a fly."
- B - "This is just what happens when you trust people, You end up inevitably... disappointed."
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Renasia:
- A - "It will only be a few days, then I'll be right back to bother you."
- B - "He won't come looking for me. No one ever does."
It's often asked what one's favorite sex position is, so what about your -least- favorite? (For whomever wishes to answer!)
Jarethius pondered. "Leas' favorite aye?" He thought about it for a moment, before shrugging slightly. "As amusin as it may seem, I dunnae like 'doggystyle' I prefer tae look m'mate in th'eyes when we're 'avin fun... An there's plenty o'positions tae acheive that b'sides missionairy aye?"
Rythyren hummed for a moment. "I do not know if there is a particular name for it.. but one laying below, in the middle, one positioned above while the one in the middle is also having to focus on oral with a fourth participant. It is entirely too complicated."
What's the one thing you've tried in bed that you will never, ever, EVER try again? (There can be more than one, but. y'know. what is it)
Jareth shrugged idly. "Blood-lettin I thin'. I'm all fer bitin an claws an th'like.. but the two times I've let a fella take a knife an cut on me it ainna gone real well." he shrugged slightly, leaning back in his chair.
"Allowing someone to cease the flow of oxygen.... what was that called again?" Jaredian frowned, before a mumbled call came from across the room, as Jarethius filled in the blank. "Ah.. right.. erotic asphyxiation. When the particular partner at the time tried I.. ah.. lashed out.. He.. never called me back.." He blushed, sipping his tea.
"Playing with food in the bed." Rythyren wrinkled their nose. "Whipped topping and various syrups may -seem- like a fun idea at the time but the cleanup is absolutely horrendous... and its all so very -sticky-. Do you know how long it takes to get caramel out of your scales and hair?"
