winter is coming

@wardernirvaan location: Lupercalia notes: tuna

There was no food in hand nor was Assan sleeping. Nirvaan had decided upon rectifying one of those things and it definitely wasn't the latter. He much preferred if the demigod was wide awake. However, he did have his Switch at the ready just in case the floor started looking comfortable to Assan at some point. And that would happen. It was basically a guarantee. Instead of worrying about that though, he had stopped to go get the other waffles that were just so much more expensive than they should've been. As he ran back up to the tiefling, he held the waffles out. "We could've stolen these if you were there. Do you know how much they're charging? Now that's a robbery. Anyway, I think that warrants a kiss."

@wardernirvaan location: Lupercal notes: fite fite fite

Nirvaan had been practicing a lot with his revenant because it felt like he really needed to. If Dareth had come back and he hadn't improved at all, then he would be disappointed in himself before the drow could ever be disappointed in him. But he'd been training! He'd been doing stuff. Things even. So he was prepared when Dareth came up to him after two very long months of separation. What he wanted to do was hug his sensei, but he didn't have time to even really react before the other was summoning his armor. "Uh...oh, wow. Okay. I was prepared, hold on," he said as he grabbed his sword. "Wait, shit. Should I be using my axe instead? Is the revenant an unfair advantage?"

@wardernirvaan location: Lunar Mountains notes: Hokage too busy?

Nirvaan had gotten another link this morning from his mom with another thing he was sure that she wanted, but he wasn't sure how he was supposed to get it. He didn't have any money. Nor did he have a job that really paid him any money. Well, maybe he could use the old five finger discount to get it. All he had to do was feed Assan and the demigod would probably help him. If he wasn't sleeping of course. Speaking of, he had to go meet up with the tiefling now. As soon as he got past his mom unsuccessfully. "Oh, I was just..." He paused because, well, what lie was he going to tell her? He couldn't even if he tried. Not that he ever wanted to lie to his mom in the first place. Hadn't he told her about anything that ever happened in his life? Like literally everything. "I'm going to meet up with Assan. You know...Lupercalia," he said with a smile as if she wasn't giving him that look.

Just one. Assan knew how this sneaky this fey was, one wrong move and the tiefling was going to wake up with his dick inside of Nirvaan all over again. Nope, not today, Assan and him were going to sit down and enjoy this meal together and there was nothing that Nirvaan could do or say that was going to dissuade him from this. "Sugar." Assan repeated as he touched the other's face lightly, the fey was always so cool to the touch, he was like the most comfortable side of a pillow all the time. He liked touching, liked doing a lot of things with it, but no, he had to be strong. This was how he fell into the trickster's deceptions but Assan was a warrior through and through, so when he leaned in to Nirvaan he only gave the other a little bit of tongue. Just a smidgen.

Nirvaan would've been fine with just a peck on the lips. Really, he had been okay with the idea that they would simply kiss for a second and then go to eating the wings that Assan had so nicely bought for them. The key word there was 'them' because the tiefling definitely didn't like sharing his food. Nirvaan was lucky enough to get some of the food shared with him which obviously just meant that Assan liked him quite a lot. He wouldn't ask, but he just knew. So just one quick kiss would've been fine. A quick one. But then the other's tongue was in his mouth and then his tongue was in the demigod's mouth and...oh boy. It had been fifteen very long years. He'd gone longer considering the whole thing with Aurora, but that little bit of tongue was just distracting enough. When he pulled away, he kept his eyes closed. "Um...maybe just two? Yeah, two sounds great," he stated as he leaned back in. They'd get to the wings right after that.

@wardernirvaan @wardercloud @tamlenx location: Audule, Sun's Sands notes: let's say they rotate where they train for versatility (they're not vers obvs but u know) Also, not a fourway thread but more an open for the warders kiss kiss

It really felt like none of them were supposed to be friends, but they were all technically warding the chancellors. Then again, Zahrya didn't have a warder. He just had a demon. And then Cloud was over there warding a drow. It all seemed a mess, but perhaps that was why they got along. To a degree. Obviously, his best friend was Tammy, but he still liked Inan. There wasn't a reason for him not to. Also, Nirvaan was definitely the type to befriend even people that didn't like him. Maybe it was that Talk No Jutsu coming into play. Not everyone liked him, but everyone was worthy of being liked. Even his dear drow friend Felandaris who he was absolutely going to call his friend again if they ran into each other. The sound of an arrow firing off caught his attention and he looked up in wonder as Inan hit every target. "Wow." He looked from the other warder to the targets again. "Can you teach me how to do that?" Nirvaan had always been much better with melee weapons than ranged.

Assan smiled because Nirvaan had smiled, and because he couldn't help but do that whenever the elf did. Elf, that's what Nirvaan was now, eladrin no more... Assan wondered if he could change someday too, something bigger or better than he was now. Someone even cooler, even stronger, which would be really hard to do considering how cool and strong he was already. Still, maybe it'd be worth all that effort, he absolutely could not let a brave little dweeb like Nirvaan surpass him; that was just not allowed. "Tuna." Assan said as he threw his arms around Nirvaan and hugged him, "Tuna tuna tuna."

As much as Nirvaan always expected that the tiefling was talking a bunch of shit, he had a feeling that hadn't been the case this time. Which actually made him very happy. If Assan was proud of him, then clearly he was doing something right. Of course, he didn't really know if the demigod was actually proud, but it was nice to think that he was. It wasn't like the warder was going to beg for the other to speak in his mind if he didn't want to. There was a reason he didn't do it in the first place. Maybe something had happened or maybe Assan was just too dedicated to the bit by now. Either way, it didn't make him like the tiefling any less. Which was why he held on oh so tightly as they hugged. He didn't really want to let go, but he did because the chicken would probably start to get cold and there was nothing worse than cold chicken from Wingstop. "Tuna," was what he said in response as he tilted his head towards the chicken. "One sugar before the meal then?" Nirvaan tapped his lips again with a smile. He'd try just one more time.

She had lived for nearly a thousand years and so slowly as the undead years dragged on, the further her humanity became. She didn't need to blink, breathe or sleep and so she discarded such human habits and still the world continued to spin on its axis, even vampires could die and even though she kept her sireline close, the days would become colored by another cast of characters. She had sustained a lot of loss in her vampiric lifetime and yet those fifteen years where she was meant to lead the Senate allied army and lost nearly everyone but a small pool of survivors would become hard to forget or to brush underneath the rug. She never thought she'd find a shared spirit within an Fey, not after the transgressions that had happened between Venus and Titania and yet time had a way of proving even the impossible possible. "I will remain as I've always been, a Venus vampire and their Senator at that. I won't forget the power that we're able to access, the blinding white light that kept me alive when I should have died. I just wish I could be more in touch with that power, I miss it's electricity."

"Yeah." Nirvaan wished he had half as much confidence in himself that she had. Well, he guessed he did have quite a bit of it, but it honestly felt like a facade. Maybe he'd just been lying to himself, tricking himself into thinking he was capable of much more than he actually was. He'd made a revenant, but it felt like that was the only thing he'd done. Of course it wasn't though. He'd done a lot and he should've been patting himself on the back. He was certainly on the right track to becoming Hokage. One day it would happen. He'd just have to keep working at it. Without having to rely on that untapped power that he currently had at his disposal only when he was on the brink of death. "I don't know if I miss it as much as you."

Aurora tilted her head, eyes wide. "Those are words I never said and would never say because I wouldn't ever believe them. What I've been trying to say is no one is asking you to do more than what you're already doing. And while I never once implied that you're not your mother and that you're not Dareth, I suppose it's still something that's true." Aurora said so, stubbornly pleased. "You are your own, a combination of the two and then some, born into a different world than their's. You are a great warrior, Nirvaan, but that's not all you're meant to be and I just- I thought that's how you felt." That he just wanted to make everyone happy; to see those he cared for flourish rather than just survive. "It's what I believed in for you and still do." How often had Nirvaan put down warcraft to play games and make people laugh? Now they just had more proof he was exactly the sort to help them all flourish: A creator, an ambassador of a once-extinct species, a maker of Revenants, something even beyond elf and, with his appreciation for the world outside their own, he was what Aurora saw as a leading example of a brighter future for elven kind.

"Okay." Nirvaan wasn't really sure what he was supposed to say to all of that honestly. Contrary to what he would have liked to believe about himself, he was not confident. He was terrified and riddled with self-doubt. His mother could tell him he was doing great until the wheels fell off, but that was her job. She couldn't lie and say he was better than he was though. Maybe it was just a motherly thing to always make your child feel like they were someone of importance. Meera did that often and she had raised him to be who he was, who Aurora was telling him he had been. He may not have been a great warrior, but he was still somebody that cared. Nirvaan cared about all of his friends and his family more than anyone ever could. He could only ever hope that would keep them alive now that everything was back how it was supposed to be. Sacrifices had been made to get them here and he had died in the process, but the people he cared about still had beating hearts and were wandering about as they should be. A short breath left his mouth. "I'm sorry. I...I know you didn't mean it like that. I'm just...I've seen you die twice now. Dareth, too. Assan wasn't even himself. Tammy was just...broken. And I couldn't do anything to help any of you. I tried so hard. I still try so hard and everything always falls apart. I can't go through it again, Aurora. I...I don't want to."

Once when they'd met, Nirvaan had told Assan that someday he was going to be Hokage, whatever that meant; naturally, Nirvaan had preceded to explain it to him without being asked. The Hokage was the person who protected everyone, no matter what, the strongest ninja in the village or something. Assan was obviously much more handsome, strong, and cool, but Nirvaan had improved more in the last few months than most people did in their entire life. Assan felt the other's cold lips brush against his cheek and for the second or third time that day he made sure to devote all his attention onto the warder; his hand went to the side of Nirvaan's face as gray eyes smiled lightly back at the warder.

When Assan's hand had rested on his face, he'd definitely expected the other's voice in his head. Of course, that was never the case with the tiefling. Maybe that was why Nirvaan liked him so much. He never knew what to expect and that kept things so very exciting for him. Then again, every moment with Assan was an exciting one. Even if the demigod wasn't speaking actual words most of the time. A smile lifted onto his face as he just listened to the constant tuna's over and over again. Normally, he expected the other to just be talking shit about him, but he felt like this time was different. This time, he kept thinking that there was something much more important being said. He just really wished he knew what it was. But he would pretend. "You're so right. I'm going to be the best Hokage that these elves have ever seen." He paused, smile still firmly planted on his lips. "Did you want to eat the chicken now?"