Despite herself, she was laughing again at the display Ostus made in an attempt to show her that her idea was ridiculous. Another barb, but she would take it this once, because it was very entertaining to see him embarrass himself again. It was almost as if he did not mind such spectacles, but she could not understand why. Maybe because he did not grow up surrounded by people who were constantly judging his every move. Maybe if she had grown up in the same environment as him... she would feel the same way?
It wasn't really worth brooding over and instead she was content to watch as he settled in and relaxed with his food and his ale and the people around him. For a moment, she smiled sadly as she had found herself doing often lately. Watching him belong so easily... she wished it was the same for her. In order to be accepted by these people, she had to pretend to be someone else. Deep down, she felt as if they knew she was not who she said she was, and that made her feel all the worse for the lies.
And for once, Kiara wanted to tell someone how she felt. About it all. But when she looked at Ostus, she was sure he would just think she was lying. Still, tonight she was tripping over her feet and dancing and laughing, it was possibly time to just let it out and see what happened. Her nerves made her stomach swirl and so she skipped both the ale and the food before seating herself closely to him.
"Have you eve wanted to be someone else?" she asked quietly, hoping he would not judge her or admonish her as he had been doing every time she had something about her life. "Sometimes I see how happy these people are, and I just wish..." Kiara bit her lip softly, looking towards the fire as she continued to speak. "I know you think that my life is wonderful and that I should be grateful.. but I just..."
She sighed and motioned towards one of the couples dancing together. This one was laughing, talking in whispers to each other and so obviously in love that she could feel it from across the camp. "Have you never once wanted something you could never have, even if everyone tells you should just... be happy with what you have? Even when you know people would do anything to have your life?"
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Hello all who have deigned to grace my profile with their presence! I am the great Arrayah, lord of the Phoenix. Or something. I don't know.
Anyways, bio. As of writing this, I am a 23 year old female. I am married. I own two dogs (a Dalmatian and a Labrador... so cliche). I work from home. I like crafty stuff and games. I used to be an MMORPG girl, but have since moved on to things like Minecraft and Ark as well as Rimworld and Dwarf Fortress. Who knows what's next?
I love writing, but only get to roleplaying a few times every couple years. Unfortunately, life gets in the way. I'm starting to have more time lately, and thought it'd be fine to start it up again. We'll see how it goes, but hopefully I stick around this time.
I was on the old RPGuild, so you may recognize my name. If so, hello again! If not, maybe we'll have lots of fun together. If I've been online recently, and you're interested in doing an RP, feel free to PM me. I'm almost always interested in 1x1s as long as I don't have too many going on. Check some of my old threads to see my rules, or pm me if that's too much hassle.
Long live the Phoenix Queen. Or something or other.
Anyways, bio. As of writing this, I am a 23 year old female. I am married. I own two dogs (a Dalmatian and a Labrador... so cliche). I work from home. I like crafty stuff and games. I used to be an MMORPG girl, but have since moved on to things like Minecraft and Ark as well as Rimworld and Dwarf Fortress. Who knows what's next?
I love writing, but only get to roleplaying a few times every couple years. Unfortunately, life gets in the way. I'm starting to have more time lately, and thought it'd be fine to start it up again. We'll see how it goes, but hopefully I stick around this time.
I was on the old RPGuild, so you may recognize my name. If so, hello again! If not, maybe we'll have lots of fun together. If I've been online recently, and you're interested in doing an RP, feel free to PM me. I'm almost always interested in 1x1s as long as I don't have too many going on. Check some of my old threads to see my rules, or pm me if that's too much hassle.
Long live the Phoenix Queen. Or something or other.
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Not for the first time that night, Kiara was surprised. Now, he'd said a good many things to her, but not one of them was ever really a compliment. Anything that even slightly sounded like one was followed by some sort of barb to her character and lifestyle. So, for a moment, she watched him, to make sure he was serious. He certainly looked like he was telling her the truth, but something in her couldn't trust that or him.
She didn't have much time to dwell on it because soon the beat began to slow down, obviously to draw couples to the fire with the promise of a close dance. She could see the appeal, to just feel the comfort of someone holding you without the pressure of anything else happening. Kiara watched the others as they swayed to the music, smiling at their partners. Yes, she could see why anyone would want someone like that in their lives.
And suddenly, her buzz was gone. She was still dizzy, but that happy feeling that came along with it was dwindling as she remembered where she was and why. Her gaze once again searched the expression of Ostus, wondering what he was thinking of. As if reading her mind, he reached for her, and she could not find it in her to stop him. Eyes closed, she leaned into his touch, and felt a loss when he removed it, stepping away from her.
Not once since they had met had he treated her so formally. Even when they were fighting, she appreciated that fact about him: that he would treat her like anyone else. If he believed her wrong, he'd tell her as rudely as he possibly could. He wasn't soft on her feelings. It was hurtful and yet refreshing at the same time.
Now, he was finally looking at her as if she were different. Her expression was saddened as she slowly shook her head and tried to give him a smile. Perhaps it was for the best. At least they were on speaking terms now. They did not need to be friends. "I think maybe..." a sigh escaped her against her will and she in turn took a step away from him as well. "You stay. Dance. Enjoy yourself."
It felt wrong to leave him there. She'd never been one to run when something scared her, but there were always exceptions. Her loneliness was frightening, and that he seemed to sense it was too much. Kiara was about to be married, and that was something she'd accepted. It didn't matter if it made her happy. If anything went wrong, if the marriage did not go through, or she did something that ruined it, her country would be in danger.
Kiara was just too tempted to do something she would regret for a few moments of peace in her soul.
She didn't have much time to dwell on it because soon the beat began to slow down, obviously to draw couples to the fire with the promise of a close dance. She could see the appeal, to just feel the comfort of someone holding you without the pressure of anything else happening. Kiara watched the others as they swayed to the music, smiling at their partners. Yes, she could see why anyone would want someone like that in their lives.
And suddenly, her buzz was gone. She was still dizzy, but that happy feeling that came along with it was dwindling as she remembered where she was and why. Her gaze once again searched the expression of Ostus, wondering what he was thinking of. As if reading her mind, he reached for her, and she could not find it in her to stop him. Eyes closed, she leaned into his touch, and felt a loss when he removed it, stepping away from her.
Not once since they had met had he treated her so formally. Even when they were fighting, she appreciated that fact about him: that he would treat her like anyone else. If he believed her wrong, he'd tell her as rudely as he possibly could. He wasn't soft on her feelings. It was hurtful and yet refreshing at the same time.
Now, he was finally looking at her as if she were different. Her expression was saddened as she slowly shook her head and tried to give him a smile. Perhaps it was for the best. At least they were on speaking terms now. They did not need to be friends. "I think maybe..." a sigh escaped her against her will and she in turn took a step away from him as well. "You stay. Dance. Enjoy yourself."
It felt wrong to leave him there. She'd never been one to run when something scared her, but there were always exceptions. Her loneliness was frightening, and that he seemed to sense it was too much. Kiara was about to be married, and that was something she'd accepted. It didn't matter if it made her happy. If anything went wrong, if the marriage did not go through, or she did something that ruined it, her country would be in danger.
Kiara was just too tempted to do something she would regret for a few moments of peace in her soul.
Oh phew. Good. That's fine. I was just worried that it was lost in the random OOC D:
Did you post a CS? Did I miss it? D:
There was no blush, no stuttering, and no outburst from Ostus as she had been expecting. The lack of any reaction at all was slightly disappointing. How was she supposed to play with him if he was not going to rise to the bait? Her disatisfaction did not last for long, though, because in the end he did react, albeit not in the way she had ever seen him to.
Instead of having some outburst or rude remark for her, it seemed that he was actually enjoying what she was saying, doing. The shock of it was almost enough to make her trip over herself. It wasn't a secret that Kiara was a natural beauty, but that did not mean that men fell all over her because of it. Many were too intimidated by her status, and the ones who weren't usually were people she would never waste her time on.
Royalty would also never dance this close to another, no matter their gender. They would always stay at least an arm length apart, and very often switch partners so as not to show favor onto anyone. This was something that would be a scandal in court or any ball, and yet, she could not find it in herself to think it was wrong.
It was probably the drinks talking, but she was enjoying it just as much as he. With every dip and every twirl, she let out a surprised sort of a laughter. At least he was no longer doing ... whatever he called that awful thing from earlier. Though this was embarassing in a different way, she supposed. Kiara was either having too much fun, or too buzzed to care.
The people surrounding them stared with more of an interest than was necessary. After all, the couple had practically completely ignored each other until this moment, and yet they seemed to be getting along find. It was strange, to say the least. There was another reason they stared, though, that had nothing to do with the man. Each and every one of them had a familiar feeling when they looked at the girl, as if they had seen her before. Not a single one could place who she was, however, and soon they stopped trying.
When she began to feel so dizzy that she did end up tripping over her feet, Kiara put her hands on his chest in an attempt to stop him from continuing. Her laughter continued as she found herself swaying, but not because of the music in the background. "I think perhaps I may have over did it." Again, she was grinning. After all, she'd never had quite so much fun before, even if it had not lasted all that long.
Instead of having some outburst or rude remark for her, it seemed that he was actually enjoying what she was saying, doing. The shock of it was almost enough to make her trip over herself. It wasn't a secret that Kiara was a natural beauty, but that did not mean that men fell all over her because of it. Many were too intimidated by her status, and the ones who weren't usually were people she would never waste her time on.
Royalty would also never dance this close to another, no matter their gender. They would always stay at least an arm length apart, and very often switch partners so as not to show favor onto anyone. This was something that would be a scandal in court or any ball, and yet, she could not find it in herself to think it was wrong.
It was probably the drinks talking, but she was enjoying it just as much as he. With every dip and every twirl, she let out a surprised sort of a laughter. At least he was no longer doing ... whatever he called that awful thing from earlier. Though this was embarassing in a different way, she supposed. Kiara was either having too much fun, or too buzzed to care.
The people surrounding them stared with more of an interest than was necessary. After all, the couple had practically completely ignored each other until this moment, and yet they seemed to be getting along find. It was strange, to say the least. There was another reason they stared, though, that had nothing to do with the man. Each and every one of them had a familiar feeling when they looked at the girl, as if they had seen her before. Not a single one could place who she was, however, and soon they stopped trying.
When she began to feel so dizzy that she did end up tripping over her feet, Kiara put her hands on his chest in an attempt to stop him from continuing. Her laughter continued as she found herself swaying, but not because of the music in the background. "I think perhaps I may have over did it." Again, she was grinning. After all, she'd never had quite so much fun before, even if it had not lasted all that long.
Okay so, still no word from our alpha, and our Erica has disappeared too.. So....
Just as Roman put in his post, I'm going to have had them disappear. If they don't come back, I will use their characters to move the plot. Meaning they will probably show up again dead. Very saddening. T.T
Anywho. Anyone going to find them will find a struggle, but nothing more. No trail and no alpha or pup.
Just as Roman put in his post, I'm going to have had them disappear. If they don't come back, I will use their characters to move the plot. Meaning they will probably show up again dead. Very saddening. T.T
Anywho. Anyone going to find them will find a struggle, but nothing more. No trail and no alpha or pup.
No probs :p
Technically I should be too sooooo of course I'll be up three more hours.
Technically I should be too sooooo of course I'll be up three more hours.
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