Ostus is not one to be thoughtful over stuff like this. He often talks before he thinks. No wonder he's single, lol. The only thing I can say in his defense is that what he said is all made up anyway. I'm not so sure he would actually go into details of their private life if it was real. He said those things specifically to piss her off, so he's going to get quite a wakeup call to this unexpected reaction of hers, hehe...
And if he's like this now, imagine when he's drunk o.0
He needs a reality check sometimes, haha
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STATUS: Hey, all! I will be away on a week-long camping trip from 8/7 to 8/13 and won't be able to respond to RP during that time. I will send replies as soon as I return. Happy summer! 7 yrs ago
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Hey, all! I will be away on a week-long camping trip from 8/7 to 8/13 and won't be able to respond to RP during that time. I will send replies as soon as I return. Happy summer!
7 yrs ago
Sorry for my disappearance! Out of town for a couple days; thought I'd have internet but I thought wrong. Will post as soon as I can!
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That feel-good feeling when you catch up on RPs. For everyone currently writing with me; thank you for your patience. You're all wonderful :)
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I finally put something in the bio section of this thing! I even made it pretty, ooooh!
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RP'd with me, been gone for a while, and wanting to start something up again? Don't be shy; I'm active!
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Why, Hello There!
Welcome to my nifty little hovel! *bows* Who you'll find here is an aspiring writer with over 15 years of various RP experience. I prefer plot-driven fantasy and/or supernatural RPs with a romantic twist. I write from the mid-casual to high-advanced levels and am fairly open-minded when it comes to mature content. I am always looking for new RP partners, so if any of this sounds interesting to you, don't be shy!
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What I Look For in an RP Partner
◊ You must be *this tall* to write with me. Please be over 18.
◊ One liners are the devil. Though I prefer literate quality over quantity (especially when it comes to dialogue), if you're the type that practically writes a novel per post, I'll love you forever. If you can only crank out a couple of paragraphs but they engage me, I'll be just as excited. All I ask is a touch of effort.
◊ Get your chit chat on. I like to make friends with my RP partners, so if you're the type that loves OOC chat, by all means yammer away! I also LOVE discussing the RP, so please please please don't hesitate to speak your mind if you're bored, stuck, have an idea, or just want to be silly in OOC with your characters. I am remarkably flexible and would rather rewrite scenes and/or scrap weeks/months of RP for something new than watch one die due to lack of communication.
◊ Leave you slice-of-life, fluff, and tavern RP at the door. I have nothing against these things--in fact I expect any and all of these things in my RP and then some because that's the stuff of developing character relationships. However, I need more--conflict, a purpose, a goal, some sort of basic storytelling device to keep the RP going. Essentially, I need direction through plot; I get lost and anxious if all our characters ever do is talk.
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My Roleplays
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◊ Rising Winds and Shifting Sands (Active) with Nemaisare
◊ Underneath (Active) with Nemaisare
◊ The Lost Princess (Inactive) with Aelin
◊ Crimson Moons (Inactive) with Love Dove
◊ Vanish Into Light (Inactive) with El Taco Taco
◊ The Empress of the Underground (Inactive) with mamagermany
◊ A Journey for Peace (Inactive) with Arrayah
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◊ CoyoteLovely
◊ Light the Dark
◊ Burning Daisies
◊ Hellish Hin
◊ Jinny
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Ostus's fitted smile instantly disappeared as soon as Kiara muttered how much she thought Ostus despised her. This took him completely off-guard. How could he despise someone who was willing to risk her life to marry someone she didn't know to save a good country from war? He certainly disrespected her in some areas and currently did not like her, but the chill in her voice made him believe that she thought he downright hated her and that he was being unreasonable about it!
From the start, Kiara had made assumptions about his work ethic, his character, and now this... it was almost more than he could stand. This was the very reason why he was quite content remaining single for his entire life. He almost considered walking away from this whole thing, destroying the contract. She could find someone else to do her dirty work. But the pay was too good to pass up, and if his friends found out he nullified a contract because of a woman's scathing tongue... he wouldn't hear the end of it. He decided that if they were going to pretend to be married, they did not need to pretend to be happily married.
"Woman, do you really want to make this trip more difficult than it already is?" he shot back in a low voice, not bothering to hide his deep glare. "I never despised you, but with the way you're acting now..."
If Ostus were to look back at this moment, he would pride himself on his incredible patience. A lesser man, elf or otherwise, would have not tolerated the way Kiara simply walked away as though he were beneath the very floor she walked on, her attention turned so easily to some damn horse at the corner of the stables.
Her haughty command did even less to placate his temper. Ostus glared at her -- perhaps he could truly despise her after all -- and counted to ten to try to calm down.
The gentleman had a certain gleam in his eye as he witnessed the exchange, his gaze flickering to the coin purse the elf man held. "She's a very fine mare," he commented to the woman, "a wise choice. She's yours for 60 gold."
Ostus balked. That was almost all of his earnings for this trip. What kind of horse was worth that much? "You're fucking out of your mind," he snapped. "30 gold."
"She's of my best stock. 55 gold."
"I've seen other horse shit better than that one. 35 gold."
"You will not find a better-trained horse. How am I supposed to keep my business open when I spent far more than that to care for her?"
Ostus glanced over his shoulder at the black steed he had been eyeing, the one with the diamond-shaped patch of fur over his forehead. The horse glanced in his direction, snorting and flaring his nostrils, though his ears were perked forward in interest. That horse would easily get them to the mountain path in a couple of days easy. There was no way he could afford both horses plus more rations and accommodations.
Then he had an idea.
He smiled at Kiara. "It is true that my sole purpose in this world is to make you happy," he agreed, "but you have always been the superior blacksmith. It is why we are even considering you working while I slave away at home for you. I'm afraid my poor, pathetic self cannot afford both your horse and mine. And if we were to share a horse, why... we would not make it a day in our journey before finding ourselves fornicating in the bushes! How would we ever get anywhere that way? All that rubbing and grinding and hard riding, our bodies rubbing against each other on the same horse. You know I can't resist you when you get frisky, and it never takes much... Anyway, I will do my very best to get the horse you want if you are willing to be a dear and pay for mine. Anything for you, love." He flashed her his most winning smile. Being the poor husband was certainly a blow to his pride, but he was not about to let her get in the habit of walking all over him.
From the start, Kiara had made assumptions about his work ethic, his character, and now this... it was almost more than he could stand. This was the very reason why he was quite content remaining single for his entire life. He almost considered walking away from this whole thing, destroying the contract. She could find someone else to do her dirty work. But the pay was too good to pass up, and if his friends found out he nullified a contract because of a woman's scathing tongue... he wouldn't hear the end of it. He decided that if they were going to pretend to be married, they did not need to pretend to be happily married.
"Woman, do you really want to make this trip more difficult than it already is?" he shot back in a low voice, not bothering to hide his deep glare. "I never despised you, but with the way you're acting now..."
If Ostus were to look back at this moment, he would pride himself on his incredible patience. A lesser man, elf or otherwise, would have not tolerated the way Kiara simply walked away as though he were beneath the very floor she walked on, her attention turned so easily to some damn horse at the corner of the stables.
Her haughty command did even less to placate his temper. Ostus glared at her -- perhaps he could truly despise her after all -- and counted to ten to try to calm down.
The gentleman had a certain gleam in his eye as he witnessed the exchange, his gaze flickering to the coin purse the elf man held. "She's a very fine mare," he commented to the woman, "a wise choice. She's yours for 60 gold."
Ostus balked. That was almost all of his earnings for this trip. What kind of horse was worth that much? "You're fucking out of your mind," he snapped. "30 gold."
"She's of my best stock. 55 gold."
"I've seen other horse shit better than that one. 35 gold."
"You will not find a better-trained horse. How am I supposed to keep my business open when I spent far more than that to care for her?"
Ostus glanced over his shoulder at the black steed he had been eyeing, the one with the diamond-shaped patch of fur over his forehead. The horse glanced in his direction, snorting and flaring his nostrils, though his ears were perked forward in interest. That horse would easily get them to the mountain path in a couple of days easy. There was no way he could afford both horses plus more rations and accommodations.
Then he had an idea.
He smiled at Kiara. "It is true that my sole purpose in this world is to make you happy," he agreed, "but you have always been the superior blacksmith. It is why we are even considering you working while I slave away at home for you. I'm afraid my poor, pathetic self cannot afford both your horse and mine. And if we were to share a horse, why... we would not make it a day in our journey before finding ourselves fornicating in the bushes! How would we ever get anywhere that way? All that rubbing and grinding and hard riding, our bodies rubbing against each other on the same horse. You know I can't resist you when you get frisky, and it never takes much... Anyway, I will do my very best to get the horse you want if you are willing to be a dear and pay for mine. Anything for you, love." He flashed her his most winning smile. Being the poor husband was certainly a blow to his pride, but he was not about to let her get in the habit of walking all over him.
(Aaaaaand double-post from doom again. Joy.)
*snickers* Never had so much fun in an RP argument! Kiara certainly knows how to sting :3
Ostus the caregiver? Someone in this room needed a throttling, and it wasn't him, and it wasn't the poor horse handler dealing with this mess of a farse! There was a steely edge to his smile as he looked back down at his 'wife.' "We have yet to start a family, my silly wife," he responded with sickening sweetness, "though I know you're just as eager as I to get started. Soon enough, love, soon enough." He chuckled, then looked back at the man. "Gotta love red-heads and their fiery spirit, eh? See, we are both blacksmiths," he explained. "That's how we met, after all. And we're both eager to start a family. Very eager. We just... need to work out the details." He continued to smile as he fished out his coin purse, money for this trip jangling inside. Caregiver his ass; he could pay for his damn horse!
The man stared with both eyebrows raised. This was the strangest couple he ever met, but that coin purse looked quite sizable... "Right," he remarked, then turned. He began to show them around, introducing them to suitable horses. As they shopped, Ostus kept Kiara's hand clasped in his as though in a loving gesture, though it was all he could do from squeezing the life out of that hand.
"You and I have some serious talking to do," he hissed in her ear when the man wasn't looking. "There are details we need to work out. How the fuck does someone as strong and fit as I am end up being the--"
"So, which horse would you like?"
The man stared with both eyebrows raised. This was the strangest couple he ever met, but that coin purse looked quite sizable... "Right," he remarked, then turned. He began to show them around, introducing them to suitable horses. As they shopped, Ostus kept Kiara's hand clasped in his as though in a loving gesture, though it was all he could do from squeezing the life out of that hand.
"You and I have some serious talking to do," he hissed in her ear when the man wasn't looking. "There are details we need to work out. How the fuck does someone as strong and fit as I am end up being the--"
"So, which horse would you like?"
Oh, the games they play :3
I shall respond sometime in the morning. Good night! :D
I shall respond sometime in the morning. Good night! :D
Haha, woot! Sounds good :)
The world seemed to stand still to Kiara's words, though Ostus' mind was a chaotic frenzy. There was something very sexy about Kiara whispering in his ear; she had a very nice bedroom voice. What she said, however, was not sexy at all, and had turned his opinion of her voice completely against him. He blushed in spite of himself, even as he glowered.
Ostus turned his head to send her a scathing glare, his storm-grey eyes flashing with charged anger. "Perhaps my opinion of you stems from the way you treat me," he growled in a low voice. "You talk to me like I'm an idiot guard, you doubt my capability to protect you from the get-go. You will be no safer with anyone else than you will with me, yet you twist even that into a hostile environment. If I--"
"How can I help you?" A middle-aged man smiled at the pair; Ostus had forgotten that they were in the stables. The horses stared calmly at them from their stalls.
Ostus snapped to attention, sending a beaming smile. "My wife and I are looking for a couple of horses," he said. "We're newlyweds hoping to set our roots in a small, quiet town." He curled an arm around Kiara for emphasis, pulling her to his side, his smile seemingly frozen in place. "Isn't that right, love?" He turned his fake smile in her direction.
"Well, I've got several sturdy horses available -- for the right fee, of course."
Ostus turned his head to send her a scathing glare, his storm-grey eyes flashing with charged anger. "Perhaps my opinion of you stems from the way you treat me," he growled in a low voice. "You talk to me like I'm an idiot guard, you doubt my capability to protect you from the get-go. You will be no safer with anyone else than you will with me, yet you twist even that into a hostile environment. If I--"
"How can I help you?" A middle-aged man smiled at the pair; Ostus had forgotten that they were in the stables. The horses stared calmly at them from their stalls.
Ostus snapped to attention, sending a beaming smile. "My wife and I are looking for a couple of horses," he said. "We're newlyweds hoping to set our roots in a small, quiet town." He curled an arm around Kiara for emphasis, pulling her to his side, his smile seemingly frozen in place. "Isn't that right, love?" He turned his fake smile in her direction.
"Well, I've got several sturdy horses available -- for the right fee, of course."
Hooo boy, your post, and Kiara's comment! Must take a moment to think about this one! Loving it...
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