#shanlorel

In her personal life, she wants nothing more than her relationship with Iriaas to return to some sense of normalcy. The two split up to have their own separate coming-to-Jesus moments in their lives, but now she really wants for them to have a chance to settle down. And, while she knows her husband is against it until the Legion is defeated, sometimes she does wish to have a child. 

He nodded but didn't bother to summon the effort to say anything else, instead relaxing into the bed even more.Shanlorel paused expecting some kind of quip or sarcastic response from him, while normally she might be relieved to escape his verbal censure in this instance it was worrying. She shifted on the bed again causing the old coiled springs to pop under her weight. "Do you need anything?" Again hesitance hung heavy in her voice and a tense uncertainty kept her attention sharp and muscles taunt.“I don't know." Was his muttered answer. "Do I need to think about what happened?" He asked finally. It wasn't on the edge of his mind so he must have pushed it back for later analyzation."It's taken care of." She answered quickly. That question was distanced enough that it seemed more comfortable. She watched him nod again."Look at me." She prompted in a forward tone. She was never shy about being forward, especially with Rook, but this situation and mix of emotions invested her more than she routinely would have.His brows furrowed but he tilted his head to look at her, his movements absent of the decisive purpose that normally tightened each motion.Shanlorel studied his face looking him over and back and forth between each of his cobalt eyes. They were dimmer than normal she noted to herself, the soft glow that many races seemed to have. Satisfied with what she saw she nodded and leaned back into the bed filling the void she'd left behind moments earlier.Her bare arms and scared side brushed against his cooled skin making her tighten her hands into fists. She squeezed till her nails cut shallow crescents into the thick of her palm, the sensation uncomfortable. Still. She felt as the waking tension in his muscles released and he sunk back into the bed. She rocked her jaw back and forth but remained in place tucking her head against the pillow she laid awake and waited for him to stir again.

A collection of imagery associated with Rook’s thoughts about his new project. Thoughts and imagery based on her actions, what she’s shared with him, and what he’s gleaned.

“I see, Agent Dawnsong.” He commented, following through withthe motions she showed. “Should we practice together then?” He asked, lookingto his side; she had been standing beside him facing the same direction andshowing him how he should stand and move.“No, it is unnecessary. There is a high chance we will bedone long before they get to the dancing portion of this gala.” She answeredlooking up at the well-dressed draenei.Rook adjusted his jacket and ran his hand down the front rowof buttons, all buttoned but the last. The lessons were over then, asdisengaging as they had been. She was an okay teacher, but he was glad Reithehad been interested in cross-culture dancing and he’d already learned many ofthese dances previously. He could have mentioned as much, but he wanted to seewhat kind of person she was. “So, what will we be doing then?” He asked,finally looking to her once he was sure his person was in order.She turned her head in a sharply and looked him up and down.“What do you mean ‘What are we doing?’” She asked suspiciously, as though thismay be a test.“Precisely that. I was instructed to meet you here, that wewould be ‘taking care’ of something.” That was about the weight of things. Onoccasion, the Dyad would loan out members to those who were willing to pay. Itwas of course beneficial to The Dyad as well or they wouldn’t risk it.Shanlorel exhaled through her nose in frustration. Hersuperiors had given her a partner to work with on this assignment despite herinsistence that it was unnecessary, and on top of that, it was someone from theoutside. She was annoyed, and perhaps that showed in her cold actions and howshort she was in conversation. “If they did not see fit to inform you then Ihave to assume the objective of this business is on a need-to-know basis. Ourpartnership is only temporary and I believe you’ve been hired to cover myappearance at the gala. A woman arriving alone would draw attention.” Though ahigh elf arriving with a draenei was also sure to draw at least some attentionto the pair as well. A poor fit, she thought, though she wouldn’t vocalize it.“I see. And what do you feel is my need-to-know, then?” Hequestioned tilting his head ever so slightly to the right.“When people start screaming, leave.” She explained, levelingher gaze at him.His reaction remained calm and cool, but there it was, whenshe looked him dead on, the look in her eyes. There was no remorse. She had yetto act, but already she was prepared for what would happen. She had a killer’seyes. A small smirk crept onto the corner of his mouth. Perhaps this excursionwouldn’t be as boring as he’d thought.

This actually took me a few days to figure out a good answer too. I’m unfamiliar with His Dark Material as a verse and had to do a bit of research to get what I felt was acceptable.When I picked a panther my complimenting thoughts were on their solitary natures, confidence, the idea that cats know the rules and follow them…even if they change them as they see fit.  The fact they they’re fickle and the idea that they can be more threatening than they seem at times. Or that we’re drawn to them even though we know they’re dangerous. One, I think, can also associate them with having a big ego and taking themselves seriously.

She discovered a love for medicine and caring for others in her college years, inspiring Olivia to become a pediatrician. 

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