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Post by Mitichi on Jun 22, 2018 14:48:30 GMT
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Nabia watched Aztarac very closely, wanting to learn this new skill. He poured the hot water into his cup and the water turned a dark colour. Nabia was curious so she followed his steps and her tea too turned a dark colour. Excited to drink it, she took a sip but instantly cringed. This was very strong, nothing like the tea Fate made at their first meeting. She looked at Az sipping his tea casually and wondered how he could drink such strong tea. She decided to smell the tea before using it, and settled for what smelt like lavender, since it was most similar to the one Fate made her a long time ago. She smiled to herself as soon as she tasted it, it was very good.
"This is so good, thank you for showing me how to do this," She told Aztarac, tiding her hair that he had just messed up. Nabia was quite used to the ruffling of her hair after it had been done so many times, but one thing she would never stop pondering about was how his big hands were compared to hers. She went back to thinking about food, but remembered that when Azatarc looked through the cupboards, there was nearly nothing to eat. Maybe they could find some greens outside? But it was already dark outside so there would be no point in looking for food now.
She walked up to the window, only to see one of the most beautiful skies she has ever seen. The stars were out and the night sky was clear, fireflies floating around occasionally. She went back to Aztarac and took his hand, leading him to the window. "Look, It's so pretty..." She sighed, thinking of how much and how far they have come.
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Post by ICE'LIAREA on Jun 22, 2018 17:43:29 GMT
| ● | IF THIS WORLD WAS TO END WOULD YOU STAND BESIDE ME AND WATCH IT FALL.. |
So pure, so very pure that everything she did only reminded him more of the young girl lost to him. She took his hand so freely with no sense of fear, she led him to where she wanted. No one made him do anything and yet both that young girl and Nabia were able to control him with the smallest action. She looked so happy as she looked out at the night sky, he pushed open the window plucking a firefly from where it was flying making it rest in his hand. A smile rested on his face, the fireflies light only becoming more vibrant enclosed in his hand. He opened the firefly and let it fly towards her before pointing to a mist that was slowly approaching them. Fate was finally returning free of any injury but also carrying bags with what he assumed would be food. He continued drinking his black tea and nudged Nabia to head to Fate by pushing her towards the door from the base of her back. He needed time, even if it was just a few moments alone he needed to compose himself. Being here with another person and then Fate returning.. It brought painful memories to the surface something that was dangerous for powers like his own. 'Dont let anyone close' the warning of his father, the brothers had all listened but back then they couldn't understand the weight of those words. Now... They had all lost someone.. Someone irreplaceable and important because they allowed themselves to get close to another person to someone more fragile than them. ☆ OOC NOTESWords: 281 MitichiMADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by Mitichi on Jun 22, 2018 22:24:45 GMT
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"Fate...!" Nabia whispered, running past Az to open the door for Fate and help her carry the bags she saw her carrying from the window. The night air was cold when she stepped outside, the sound of crickets playing their music was loud and clear. She saw Fate and sped up to get to her, knowing that she must have been tired, but at the same time bringing back food for them to eat. The sight was slightly odd, a very tired woman, who would look unapproachable if Nabia didn't know her already, carrying bags of food. She smiled, giving Fate a very brief welcome and taking one of the bags Fate carried so they could get back inside from the cold quicker.
"Here..." Nabia said, placing all the bags down in the kitchen which Aztarac had now come out from to meet Fate. She ran back into the main room, excited to see Fate back in one shape. She hugged her and had an idea. She told Fate to sit down on the sofa, as she went back into the kitchen and heated water, then pouring it into a warm cup of lavender tea so Fate had something to warm up with from the cold. The cold... she could tell when it was cold, but she wasn't affected by it as much since she lived in cold water most of her life. Water... Something that she craves on land till this moment. She shook herself out of thought and handed Fate the tea and sat down next to her, watching if she like the taste.
"Im happy your back, I was worried Fate," She stated, enjoying the presence of both Fate and Aztarac once again.
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Post by ICE'LIAREA on Jun 23, 2018 0:25:20 GMT
| ● | IF THIS WORLD WAS TO END WOULD YOU STAND BESIDE ME AND WATCH IT FALL.. |
As Nabia ran towards Fate she couldn't help but let a smile form on her face. She had forgotten how it felt to have someone so happy to see them and not just desiring something out of them like most of the kingdom had. The young girl of her past had been like her child, she helped raise her when her family had been murdered. She raised her as if she was her own, knowing she could never have a child of her own she had gotten the closest possible to being a mother. There was little she wouldn't have done to keep her safe. Now she stood with arms open hugging Nabia's small frame as she took the begs and headed back into the house. She followed behind not making much of a fuss and just being happy with the fact Nabia was acting more herself. She had worried what she had seen would scar her, and in someways she knew it had changed her in some way. But the flicker of mischief in her eyes and the happiness behind her smile made her feel a sense of calm. Fate closed the door behind them, the house itself smelt slightly musky from having windows shut for so long but it was otherwise clean. The furniture still covered with sheets of fabric to keep everything clean from dirt. She unhooked her cape and threw it to the side before she headed upstairs to fix the bath. Nabia was a rakuh, one that belonged in water. She made sure to fix the water at the perfect temperature not too hot or too cold. She threw some dry rose petals and lavender in the water to infuse the water and to allow her body to distress from all that had happened. With the water fixed she headed to the corridor calling for Nabia to come upstairs. Aztarac listened to Fate shout and just sighed. "Nabia, Fate wants you upstairs. Run along little lady" He tried to keep his pain and sorrow behind a mask teasing her as if everything was normal hoping she wouldn't ask or pry into his past. But with Fate here he knew she would cause some kind of trouble. He watched as Nabia left reaching for one of his journals and began flicking through the entries reading what happened on each day, looking at old sketches he had done to make the young princess happy. ☆ OOC NOTESWords: 422 MitichiMADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by Mitichi on Jun 23, 2018 1:03:55 GMT
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Nabia heard Fate and Az telling her to go upstairs so she got up and turned to make her way through the house, still being quite new to the surroundings. As she turned she saw Aztarac flicking through some sort of note book, with loose pieces of paper hanging out. She wanted to tell him off for calling her 'little lady' but saw that it wouldn't be the correct time, just as it would not be the correct time to ask him questions about the book. She could see it was clearly unwanted and she had to hurry upstairs to not keep Fate waiting. She rushed past Aztarac, and somehow found her way to the bathroom which Fate was in.
Nabia saw that Fate had prepared a bath for her, enriched with beautifully enticing aromas, with just the right temperature. Her eilios self wanted to jump at the sight, her muscles very wary and needed of recovery in water from being in her human form for so long.
"Thank you so much, Fate," She thanked her dearly, knowing that this bath was well needed. She let Fate go downstairs, to cook Nabia presumed, and closed the bathroom door after her. She slipped her dress off and gently entered the bath, allowing herself to completely submerge herself in. Nabia plunged her head underneath, opening her eyes and hugging her knees. She sat there, under the water with the rose and lavender petals planted on her surfaced hair, and thought about everything that had happened. She thought about the 'ifs' of what could be if her friend was still here, how less scared she would be to lose Aztarac or Fate. But these thoughts stayed here, underwater, so when she surfaced she let out a huge sigh and allowed her whole self to calm down and enjoy the water.
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Post by ICE'LIAREA on Jun 23, 2018 11:45:44 GMT
| ● | IF THIS WORLD WAS TO END WOULD YOU STAND BESIDE ME AND WATCH IT FALL.. |
Aztarac remained quiet, leaning against the wall with his journal open he continued to read while his eyes caught a glimpse of Fate returning downstairs humming to herself. He knew her well enough to know it meant she was planning something when she seemed to peaceful and serene she had already thought of something. Aztarac just sighed and went back to his reading. His mind wandered to a time when his life was more about protecting his young princess with her death his life became hunting for information. Now time changed and he was now protecting a different kind of princess. A young girl with no family and no one looking to protect her instead anyone that wanted her was for their own amusement and needs. She was safe with him, he had to believe that. But he knew her being beside him put a mark on her just by knowing him let alone being so close to him.. Fate shuffled around the kitchen preparing some stew for them to eat as the cold wind hit against their home. She knew Aztarac was fighting with himself. He stopped allowing people close when he realised that being near him would bring misfortune or death. He stopped letting people near him but eventually Nabia was able to break down his wall, she got close to him and made him feel again something she hadn't seen in a long time. When she was kidnapped she saw his rage, his anger but also fear that he might never have her in his life again, fear that he had lost one more important person. While cooking she watched him sketch in his journal, she knew exactly what he was drawing without even having to look. She knew because he did it before with the young princess. He drew people important to him, helped tame his erratic personality and keep his mind from wandering too far. "Az, I forgot to get her a towel. Go get her one so we can eat"
A brow raised he slammed the journal shut leaving it on the desk with a piece of paper peeking out not really caring he sighed. "I'm not a maid, and whatever you have planned don't." He headed upstairs walking into the spare room and grabbing a towel from one of the wardrobes and pushed open the bathroom not really bothering to knock. "Come down to eat little lady." He smirked his eyes slowly drifting looking at her submerged in the water but able to make the outline of her small frame. He threw the towel at her head which only made his grin ever wider before heading out leaving the door wide open with a shadow wolf sitting outside wagging it's tail as it waited for Nabia. He ran his hands through his short hair in annoyance, no matter how much he wanted to keep her far or just see her as a child. She was a woman, a girl he had kissed to calm her fear.. A girl that had somehow captured him but for her own safety he needed her at a distance. It wouldn't happen again, he wouldn't look at her in that way even if it went against everything inside him, even if his own powers wanted to claim her as theirs.. ☆ OOC NOTESWords: 573 MitichiMADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by Mitichi on Jun 23, 2018 15:18:52 GMT
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Nabia looked at the door, expecting to see Fate with a towel but when she saw the familiar tall and dark featured Aztarac with the oh so familiar smirk planted on his face her calm expression shifted to immediate fluster and embarrassment. She was pretty sure she saw his eyes change direction from her face, but before she could sink underneath the water to "try" and hide or scold him a towel was thrown at her head. What a gentleman She thought. Snatching the towel off her head, she turned to look at the door only to find that Az was gone, making his way downstairs. Except for one of his cute and innocent shadow wolves wagging its tail at the door, watching her closely. She narrowed her eyes, watching the wolf very closely. Nabia was well aware Aztarac could see anything his shadows could, witnessing him do it in their travels or when simply messing around with her so she wasn't so careless with this wolf. And whats worse is that Aztarac left the door wide open. Again, what a gentleman.
She stood up slowly, making sure the towel covered as much as possible. No matter how much she tried, however, the wolf was so persistent. Coming near her, rubbing itself against her legs. Her face fell more and more red with the second. Nabia tried another approach. She tied the towel around herself and knelt near the wolf, sticking her hand out begging it to come near.
"Look, as much as I love you too and think that you are super cute i'd appreciate it if you could shoo for a moment so your perverted master can stop being an old man," She said whilst stroking the head of the shadow wolf and shooing it outside of the door, finally being able to shut it and get changed before she had any more intruders. Although the bath was not hot at all, her face seemed as if she had just come out of a sauna or the summer sun, which was unlikely since it was dark and cold outside.
She slowly made her way downstairs Aztarac lingering with Fate in the kitchen. As she made her way down the stairs a sketch book caught her eye, with papers hanging out around in on a desk. It perked up her curiosity but she decided to leave it for now, the smell of delicious food tempting her even more. Once she entered the kitchen, she expected a smirk or a 'little lady' joke from him as soon as she entered the kitchen but got nothing. Not even a sorry for his behaviour. Instead a welcome from Fate with a warm hug. Fine, she thought to herself, If he's going to be like this after just storming on me fully knowing I'm naked, ill make him regret it slowly, Ill just have to wait for the right moment. And so Nabia remained quiet towards Aztarac just for now, but as this continued she couldn't help worrying that something happened in this short time and she's slowly loosing him.
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Post by ICE'LIAREA on Jun 23, 2018 16:28:59 GMT
| ● | IF THIS WORLD WAS TO END WOULD YOU STAND BESIDE ME AND WATCH IT FALL.. |
He couldn't help but laugh when he heard her coming down the stairs, the wolf brushed up against him looking up at him only making his smirk grow larger. He helped set the table without looking much at Nabia, he had seen enough thanks to the wolf. He didn't mean to tease her but it made the situation lighter and more calming. He knew he couldn't let it draw any further, he couldn't allow himself to let her close it would only end like how it had with the last. He moved mindlessly dodging both Fate and Nabia as he helped with the stable, when everything was finished he grabbed his cape and flung it over his shoulder and left the house with no word, his shadow wolves following behind him leaving only the one from earlier curled up on the couch watching Fate and Nabia. He needed air, he needed to be free. His curse not only effected him but those around him. People who got too close gained his enemies and he didn't lack in that department. There were many that would want nothing more than to see him and his family dead. 'Keep her far, keep her away. At a distance.'As he disappeared the darkness engulfing him outside the house until he was no longer there he fell to the ground his hands clenching his head the wolves sitting around him understanding his pain. "Don't let her in."--- Fate knew what he was going through, they had both dealt with the same loss though the way he dealt with pain and sorrow was a completely different way. He locked himself away, it was the only way he could handle his solitude. Even his shadow familiars was his powers trying to save him from his utter loneliness. Nabia would worry, she would panic and blame herself but nothing she did could ever make them blame her. It was their fault alone. "Nabia, want to learn to cook?" She wanted to distract her to let her know it wasn't her fault. That he would be back once his wounds healed after being reopened entering this place. "His wounds run deep,but it's nothing you've done Nabia." She showed her what she needed to do with the food and began talking once more. "You can heal his wounds, he will take some time but you bring him out of his darkness. You give us both hope."She let a hand rest on her shoulder and she smiled warmly like a mother smiling at her beloved child. "He is drowning in his darkness, in that realm he pulled you into. He wanted to rescue you but I think he is waiting for someone to do the same for him. I've known him all my life even as a child he was drowning. Only person who had ever tried to pull him out is gone."The love she felt for Nabia faded from her face and was replaced with sorrow. "Want to save him?"☆ OOC NOTESWords: 516 MitichiMADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by Mitichi on Jun 23, 2018 21:28:18 GMT
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Just like that Aztarac was gone. Did she do something wrong? Did he perhaps not want to be in their company anymore? All of these questions raced through her head as she watched his already shadowy figure disappear in the shadows. Nabia made her way back into the kitchen where Fate was, rubbing the head of the shadow wolf on the way past as if a move to comfort the last piece of Aztarac in the house.
She let Fate show her how to cook, listening intently to what she was saying but at the same time looking closely at what she was doing. Fates words saddened her, her eyes becoming entranced with sorrow and longing to comfort Aztarac. To know that he is now in his realm in pain, the realm in which she found comfort in his arms and in the darkness, made her frown. She knew how vast and empty the realm felt, except that emptiness was filled by Aztaracs warm embrace and sweet kiss last time. This time though Aztarac was there alone, like Fate said, drowning. Now knowing that he has been drowning his whole life, she felt the prick of tears at the edges of her eyes. She knew so well how it felt to be drowning, even though being able to live underwater. The feeling doesnt just go away, and she was lucky enough to have someone, to have Az, to take her back to the surface. But all this time she was so blind that she couldnt see that, instead of Aztarac pulling her to the surface, he threw himself in deeper and let her surface.
Although Fate repeated that it wasn't her fault, she couldnt help but pile up the guilt she felt for not helping him earlier; when she looked over to see Fates sorrowful expression the guilt only grew. She tried her eyes, and held Fates hands.
"Silly Az, look at what he's done to the both of us," She sniffed, " And currently, I want nothing but to save him."
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Post by ICE'LIAREA on Jun 23, 2018 22:10:16 GMT
| ● | IF THIS WORLD WAS TO END WOULD YOU STAND BESIDE ME AND WATCH IT FALL.. |
Fate smiled rubbing Nabia's cheek softly making sure to comfort her. She knew it would be upsetting to hear someone she cared about was hurting but it would have hurt more not knowing someone was in pain and only learning about it when it was too late to save them. She smiled rubbing her cheek one last time before smiling as she took a step back. A golden thread wrapped around Nabia's wrist the end of the thread disappearing into something dark. The shadow wolf made a bark like sound and disappeared leaving a black hole in the middle of where the two stood the thread leading into the entrance of the black hole. "Go bring back our moody old man, I think you are the only one he would listen to now." The thread itself was thick and glistening finding any light in the room and sparkling even more vibrantly. The thread of their fate was strong.. The two were bound long before they had ever spoken or met, the two needed each other but not even Fate knew what exactly was in store for them all she could do was guide and hope they made the right choices. "He is erratic and moody, he gets mad and he is cold and distant.But in the years I've known him he has been the solid person in my life that refuses to waver or to change no matter how much the world forces him to." Fate was the oldest kyra she had been destined to be by his side, the two were similar in age they had been through so much together and yet she wasn't the person that could save him right now. "He has lost a lot, forced to be something he isn't. He has little control over his own life. I dont know what he did to bring you back Nabia but if I know Aztarac.." She sighed not knowing if it was the best thing to tell her everything... "Letting someone close means danger for them, his family is cursed. You remember Lucifer right?.. Letting you close, letting him feel things endangers you.. Isolation keeps everyone safe. It's how he thinks." She sat down on a seat by the table and rested her head on her hand. "Go and bring him back if you want but be sure you know what to say to him. He will get moody and loud. He is doing it all to protect you stupid male."-- He sat on ground, darkness completely around him with only his wolves surrounding him, he lifted his head noticing an opening in his darkness a light flickering closer. He looked back down at the ground his something was wrapped tightly around his wrist. He pulled at it tugging Nabia inward towards him without knowing what he was doing. He looked up noticing a figure in front of him. "Why are you here." His voice was agitated, annoyed.. Yet he made no effort to get up instead he looked back down his shoulders hunched over his wolves nuzzling against him. ☆ OOC NOTESWords: 532 MitichiMADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by Mitichi on Jun 25, 2018 20:46:34 GMT
[attr="class","gustasbar1"] [attr="class","gustasbase"] [attr="class","gustaspic"] [attr="class","gustasmain"] It broke her heart to see him like this. Small and frail and hurt, yet such a big presence in her life. He was rude to her, but she knew he was pushing her away as far as possible and as hard as possible. If she were to be truthful, she was scared. Very scared that Az was lost, that he didnt want her in his life anymore, that she would loose him just as she lost her precious friend. It was too soon to loose Aztarac. She just let go of and accepted one loss, and she isnt ready to do the same with this man right in front of her that guided her when she was lost, who now became one of the most important people in her life.
Nabia was very hesitant to approach Aztarac, afraid that she might make it worse somehow but Fates words echoed in her head, as if she was still here, holding a supportive hand on her back. She looked back at where she came from, remembering exactly what Fate said. "Letting someone close means danger for them, his family is cursed." Nabia took a step forward. Was it like that with her too? Was it her who killed her dear friend, because she let him get close? Of course she did, she was so selfish then, yearning for someones love and affection and little Kogiro just happened to be kind enough to talk to hwe. That wasn't now though, now she yearns for Aztaracs love and affection, and she cant let him go like this. She took another step forward. "letting him feel things endangers you". Another step forward. She wouldn't care as long as she was with him. She would learn, train her heart and mind out until she could protect herself so Aztarac wouldn't have to worry about endangering her, and see how much he actually drives her to keep on going forwards. "Isolation keeps everyone safe" No. Isolation makes them lonely. She walked forward closer to Aztarac with each step. Be sure you know what to say to him.
Was Nabia sure of what to say to him? She was now in front of him and suddenly froze, not sure how to approach him. He was hurt, he didnt want her here clearly, so wouldn't anything she said upset him? Would she just make a mistake and loose him forever? She knelt before him, taking in how fragile yet intimidating he looked, his shadow wolves beside him. Nabia lost all doubts she had a second ago, and decided to trust herself, seeing him this hurt.
"You know, its not going to be this easy to push me away."
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Post by ICE'LIAREA on Jun 26, 2018 13:36:46 GMT
| ● | IF THIS WORLD WAS TO END WOULD YOU STAND BESIDE ME AND WATCH IT FALL.. |
Why would she come, after all the warnings and all the things she heard about his family while living at the camp with Lucifer why would she still come. Why was she so adamant to get close to his family when all they brought was curses and destruction. The wolves looked at her but quickly turned back to their master minus one that just watched Nabia as it wagged itself as if urging her to come closer to give Aztarac a chance. To touch him. He had always been alone, separated from his siblings people feared the future ruler and for that even his followers kept him at a distance. He had always been alone, he hated loneliness as a child which was when he started morphing shadows and darkness into different creatures to do his bidding and protect him but more importantly so he would have a friend by his side. The wolves loved him, they knew his insecurities, his hopes and his fears. She came here ignoring his warnings, he raged and he hated the idea that she was putting herself in danger for what reason. He wasn't worth her kindness nor her love she needed to remain far from him, stay with Fate and leave him be. But no even his friend had played with him, he looked at the golden thread wrapped around his wrist linking him to Nabia. He had kept so much hidden from her, made sure she didn't fear him until she was safe and now that she was she chose to be too close to danger. His eyes became more erratic they looked as if they were glowing brightly against the darkness. He stopped hiding his truth, the mark beneath his eye became more noticeable. The darkness ebbed away for a moment making large black wings sprout from his back the tips golden as if dipped into pure gold and yet when he looked towards her he seemed more feral than man. Too broken to be considered sane. His wings were messy, feathers fell from his wings as if he had hidden them so long from sunlight they had forgotten how to spread. He clenched his hands making them into fists preventing himself from showing the anger he felt. "Nabia, not here. Leave." He spoke those words but his voice broke in the midst of speaking. He wanted her to leave but he was also fighting the desire to pull her close and just envelop her in his darkness and never let her free. How could he want her to leave so much but at the same time he just wanted her here. If he could grip onto her and let the world melt away he would forget his duty the curse and everything and just let everything shatter away. 'Keep her at a distance its the only way' He looked deep into her eyes, his body remained stiff as if moving even an inch closer would break his resolve. If she moved he stiffened further. "Return to Fate." His eyes were chaotic but deep within them they were filled with sorrow and loneliness asking to be saved, asking her to stay. ☆ OOC NOTESWords: 553 MitichiMADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by Mitichi on Jun 26, 2018 18:32:00 GMT
[attr="class","gustasbar1"] [attr="class","gustasbase"] [attr="class","gustaspic"] [attr="class","gustasmain"] The sight was beautiful, yet frightening at the same time. Her heart quenched at the sight of Aztarac before her, helpless and lost, feral but needed. The sudden exposure of his huge wings swept her back, but as she saw more and more her eyes softened and softened further. She knew she didn't know Aztarac well like he did her, but she didnt know he was keeping this much to himself, all this hurt piling up one by one and finally he had release it. Yes, she was frightened but she knew what was behind those captivating golden eyes. Nabia saw the little boy who was all alone, who found comfort in his shadow wolves and creations. She wanted to hurt for him, take all that loneliness away and go through it herself. She had done it before, and she want nothing but her loved ones to go through the same. She went through that loneliness once, she could go through it again, even if he just shared it a little with her. Let her carry some of the weight. Aztarac was one of her loved and as she stared into his eyes more and more, she found him more painfully beautiful than frightening. If she were brave she would have embraced him on the spot, but she knew, she knew that was not the right thing to do. Aztarac was fighting himself, he was confused and angry at her presence, and she could not just rush him into her embrace. Though, she was no longer afraid. "Aztarac...," she began to speak, her voice soft and inviting, pleading him to find comfort in her. She no longer payed attention to his warnings, even if it would anger him more, she knew those warnings were only attempts to hide himself from her more and more, "Im not scared of you or the world that I face whilst being with you, I'm only scared that I'll loose you my dear Az." She lifted her soft, small hand to his hair, hesitating at first when she saw him tense at her touch. But she continued to run her finger through his hair, down his face, brushing over his lips and stopping at his chin. All whilst keeping an eye on him, making the best eye contact with those striking eyes as she could so she could convey him the message that she wasn't scared. Its okay, you can let yourself escape here, it's okay.
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Post by ICE'LIAREA on Jun 26, 2018 19:33:24 GMT
| ● | IF THIS WORLD WAS TO END WOULD YOU STAND BESIDE ME AND WATCH IT FALL.. |
Reckless, so very reckless. But he couldn't help but revel in her recklessness.. He warned her to stay away, he pushed her to stay away and he had even threatened her. When none worked he disappeared seeking isolation until the danger passed until he returned to the darkened prince of Azelania. She continued her recklessness, his body grew stiff and frozen in place yet his eyes followed her movements. He grabbed her small wrist with his hand pulling it away from his skin but not far enough to miss the heat her hand gave. He focused his eyes on her completely nothing else mattered at that moment. The wolves melted away becoming one with their surroundings leaving the two of them completely alone. "You are reckless." His eyes became more erratic, the glow only intensifying against the harsh darkness around them as he leaned in closer to her. "Both you and Fate are playing a dangerous game. You won't heed my warnings." His grip on her wrist grew tighter but not tight enough to hurt her, he pulled her against him never letting go of her wrist but instead taking his other hand and pinching her chin so he could lift her head up towards him as her body rested against his. "You don't understand the danger, and if you do understand and you are still here then you are reckless and naive to think you can handle the danger that comes from me." He moved closer letting go of her wrist making his hand trace down her sound until it stopped at the base of her back moving her so she was practically on his lap instead of the ground. "Reckless little lady." His wings spread behind him making the loose feathers fall off his wings as they curved towards them cradling them both as he leaned forward and crashed his lips against hers hungrily. He tried to keep her away, he pushed her away and made sure she knew the dangers of being close to him but he had failed. He had shown his true self when she laid down broken for a friend that was killed unjustly. He let himself feel again in order to save her but he had never thought that brief moment would have made him go crashing down into oblivion. The inner struggle, the fighting and the pain of his life and what it meant to be with him came crashing down like shattered glass. Her lips against his made his heart beat slightly faster, his grip on her body loosening only to move her closer to him, his hand leaving her chin and instead resting against her cheek as he kissed her more passionately. Their lips only parting for air, though as he felt her body against his he distanced himself slowly parting their lips as his stared at her his eyes less chaotic and more as if hypnotised because of the beauty he felt. ☆ OOC NOTESWords: 508 MitichiMADE BY ★MEULK
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Post by Mitichi on Jun 28, 2018 23:56:15 GMT
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Her body became weak under his touch, her pale skin feeling heat like no other time. Nabia moved with him, letting herself fall into the shape of his body, weakly running her hands through his hair as she enjoyed the moment between only them. They pulled apart, sharing their heat and air, and she looked into his blazing eyes. Those golden, wild eyes that she loves so much. She leaned her forehead against his keeping her eyes on his. She smiled, tears prickling at her eyes. Once again she took in the magnificent sight before her. Perfectly black wings dipped in golden stains, messy and frantic but so beautiful. And Aztarac before her, perfect and whole, close to her, safe and hers. She smiled at him, small tears creating streams upon her red cheeks.
"Silly Az," She chuckled, cupping her small hands and briefly touching her lips to his, "Silly, silly Az, don't ever do that to me again... or at least tell me if you want to be alone," She said quietly so only Aztarac could hear, even though they were the only ones there. She placed her head onto his shoulder, the feathers brushing against her once in a while. She brought up her hands to run her fingers through the feathers, some falling out under her touch. She caught one, slowly leaning back to see Aztaracs face, and putting it inside her pockets without him noticing. She would keep it.
"You dont even know how much you made me worry, I-I thought I'd lose you too," She said to him, looking down to play with the corners of her dress, " and all for this, you pervy old man." She joked, a slight blush re appearing at her cheeks at the thought of what they were just a few moments ago. Nabia had never thought of this, was this what Aztarac meant when he said Fate and her were playing dangerous games? But this intimate feeling between them too felt so theirs, like no one would know, so why would it put them in danger? But she knew it would, she had been warned. For the time being though, at least for the next few minutes until they stepped out back into the night, she would enjoy this moment. Only them, surrounded by darkness and heat, like nothing or no one would pose them any danger. She traced her fingers along his mark under his eyes, following her fingers movement, smiling to herself.
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