PopeAlessandros

Who Will Break? ~ PopeAlessandros x Raafling

The warm smile is reflected on Kiel's lips as he nods slightly. A light feeling races through him seeing the boy smile like that and the father is grateful he was able to steer away from whatever about his suggestion had upset the youth. 'I think I may be getting a little eager in my old age' He laughs silently inside him mind before glancing once more at his ward. 'He is a strange one, but it's understandable. I can tell he's had it rough. . .' Once they are finished Kiel lets Zach drag him around, a light smile playing on his lips at the boy's enthusiasm. When they would pause for him to draw anyone would think that they were a couple with the way Kiel watch would watch Zach work.

His eyes remain soft and caring, even as his gaze would drift to those dancing fingers as sketch after sketch would jump from the end of that pencil. Often he would prop himself up against the tank, pretending to look at the fish while keeping half an eye on his ward. More than once he'd lost a ward on an outing, something upsetting them and causing them to flee before the father would catch on, so now a days he is far more attentive. 'No matter what we are doing however, I get the feeling he's distracted. Perhaps this trip was not the best idea, but it seems like he's at least got some enjoyment out of it. And that makes me glad'

Moving through a quieter part of the facility they come across a not uncommon sight and Kiel pauses with a faint sigh. However, before he has the chance to call out to the carnal couple his gaze is caught by Zach's response to the sight. The boy stands stock still, his eyes locked on the couple and for a moment Kiel could swear that something is going on behind those eyes that goes beyond what is being echoed on the surface. His smile widens though as Zach ducks behind him and flushes slightly. Turning to address the couple he chuckles at their glares turn to looks of shock. Their eyes dart down to his collar and for an instant they look ready to bolt, however Kiel smiles warmly and holds up his hands. “Do not fret my children, love is a wonderful thing.”

He chuckles again. “However I think you may want to find a better place for such activities. . . And wait until work is over.” The young man jumps slightly, slapping his hand over his name tag and flushing furiously. His girlfriend stares at her feet before they share a fleeting kiss and the boy races past and heads towards his abandoned souvenir cart. Turning slightly Kiel reaches up and pats Zach's hair gently, running his hand down to cup the back of his neck before asking softly, “Are you alright? Bit of a shock for you there, hmm?” His voice is laced with concern. The girl heads off in the other direction looking very much like she'd never kiss another boy again. Kiel however keeps his eyes on his ward, looking close to see if he can catch anything that will explain the boy's initial response.

Lost On Course To Tomorrow ~ PopeAlessandros x ShadowRaeper

. . .This is earth not earth, suns naturally do that to humans wearing leather. Leather is a material that does not breath and causes chafing, and since it's all black, he would sweat like a pig. Simply biological fact, but don't worry, a lot of people think leather can be worn without consequence. You're not the only one :P

Never Ending Battle ~ PopeAlessandros x AkiBlue

Looking back and forth between the prince's retreating parents and the prince himself Akito is one more assured that there is a gentle peace between the two parties. 'Different from Father and I, but not like those spoiled brats in the villages who can be seen up and down the streets yelling at their parents or ignoring them to chase some tail or hang with friends' The soldier knows he's an oddball in that he never once considered defying his adopted father, however he is glad to see at least an above average amount of respect from the man he is to marry towards his parents. 'She isn't even his blood mother, but he has a fond eye for her. . .' he muses, eying the prince with a gentle appraising look.

His eyes follow that errant hand as it makes a poor attempt at taming that soft mass and pulling it away from his slender featured face, but the attempt prove inevitably futile and he suppresses a half smile at the way it kinda just flops back into place. 'I myself was teased for a long time about getting my hair long enough for a simply pony, and then after that dogged by everyone but Father about keeping it at a “manageable” length. I am not about to laugh at his hair controversy. . . .' He returns the smile with a small one of his own, falling into step in a respectful position to make himself feel more comfortable.

He follows along quietly, taking in the décor as it passes in fleeting glances, but mostly keeping his eyes on his feet as his ears listen to all the noises around him. 'If I am ever going to stop reacting this way, I must aquatint myself with all aspects of this place. If I can learn to hear approaching footsteps as not something to flee from, distant shouts as not something to prepare for. . . .' Once outside however his eyes come up and stay up, his concentrated gaze reacting ever so slightly with the lack of walls confining him. 'Not to mention the lovely scenery' he muses silently, taking int eh vista with a small smile.

The prince's words fall softly on his ears, widening his smile. 'I may just have the time to do just that, even if the finish product will be drab in comparison to the reality' All of his confidence wrapped up into being a good soldier leaves every little to be used for other things, especially hobbies. A faint breeze catches the prince's hair and once more Akito finds himself looking at it. 'So soft, and fluffy compared to my own. Mine is flat and simple when it is down, making me look like a drowned rat. . .' He lets out a sift sigh, watching the hair toss about for a bit before returning his attention to the gardens. “Yes, they are quite beautiful highness. . .” He murmurs, looking out across the lawn with that same small smile that tends to hide behind an expression of neutrality.

When the Roar Falls ~ PopeAlessandros x Raafling

I am more than willing to wait. I have another partner I normally wait months for posts from, so do not worry, I am a patient man and will be here waiting patiently for you wonderful responses. *Smile*

Wit and Wiles: The Means to an End ~ PopeAlessandros x PrincessOfMyBedroom

El is quite sure he's never heard anything more vile, disrespectful, and all around adorable aimed at him than when the voice rings out behind him to tell him off from his current course of action. On impulse he pivots on the spot, the only indication of his surprise that the speaker that has sent an unusual thrill through his veins is a male, and a servant no less, is a slight raise to a single brow. Behind him the the girl hisses a warning to the male servant that he does not quite catch, however the prince does not hesitate in his response, not missing a beat as he replies with a smirk.

“Never too much for me, but the messy loose state my father leaves them in, when he even has time these days, has long put me off from trying my hand at them, not to mention I could be hanged if I were ever caught violating my father's personal stash of buxom beauties.” He turns slightly to the side and holds out a hand for the young woman, who takes it hesitantly. He draws her forward gently and with a smile he places a sift kiss on the back of her hand. “As for this lovely flower, she is free leave, if she has no return interest in me, I am not like my cousin Berturn who would never let such a lovely out of his sight without making an pig of himself.”

She flushes again and offers a slight curtsy before moving to walk past the male servant, a hand landing on his shoulder as if to ask him to accompany her. However Elistro calls out before she can say a word. “She may be free to go, however I must insist on you yourself spending a bit more time in my presence to discuss a few minor thoughts that have crossed my mind that may have a lasting impact on your stay here in the palace my good sir.” The girl looks a little worried but takes her cue and moves off quickly, leaving the two men alone in the hallway, the higher ranking one with a smooth smile set on his lips, clear scheming flickering behind his eyes. 'I have no idea who this young man is, however I fully intend to find out. . .'

New Eyes and an Old Soul

*Begins cheering in the background*

When Realms Collide {AkiBlue & PopeAlessandros}

Looking down at the now near horizontal Enasi, Seishu lets out a long sigh. Another stab of hurt runs though his body as his lover mentions not trusting him with sedatives. 'I spent hours with needles full of various positive healing energy agents, working hard with something I've never use before, to keep you insides from spilling on to your outsides, and you “can't trust me” with a simple sedative!?' He holds back his growl however, breathing slow and letting Enasi get out what he wants to say before saying anything himself.

“Well, we could always start with the fact that you're pouting and acting like this outpouring is some sort of attack, but,” He carefully tugs at the pillow until it's far enough out of the way to settle his arm over the wound beneath it, “that's not what the bother is, and we can deal with that later.” He huffs lightly, scooting himself down a little ways so he's looking into Enasi's eyes, one arm settles on the other side of the smaller male while the other keeps him from smushing the red head. Gazing deep into his lover's eyes Seishu adopts a stern look before it suddenly becomes playful and he leans in to kiss Enasi. Leaning back after the brief smooch he says quietly, “This world, is your world, and you run it your way.”

The hand pressed against the mattress on the guardian's other side comes up to run though those scarlet locks before sliding down to brush over and over Enasi's cheek. “When I was stranded here, you had at least one person with me, constantly, and let all those who are friendly come see me whenever they like, even going so far as letting your head chef and doctor serve me exclusively, visiting whenever they thought it best.” His hand slides down his lover's body until once more his hand rest ever so gently atop the stomach wound.

“And yet, here you are, severely wounded, and all you can do is shoo them away? And when it becomes too much, you just throw up your hands as if it is some kind of burden that they want to come see if you're okay. To stay by your side and support you while you are weak? Beyond that you say things to imply they are not doing their jobs to your satisfaction because they are taking time to see you, or that you don't need to consult them?” Seishu shakes his head sadly. “Beyond anything else I have seen Enasi, this is not you. Has. . .” his voice seems to leave him for a moment, ripples of his still unmanageable negativity making him short of breath as he thinks about what he's about to say. After a moment however he is able to murmur, “Has our coming together really affected you so badly?” Seishu is terrified of the answer to that question, but as he adds on another question he prays that the latter one will be answered yes. “Or do you simply fear the change will hurt them, without giving it a chance?”

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Harper's brows furrow more deeply as he hears the Nightmare Guardian speak, the final set of questions lighting his own curiosity on the matter. However after only a few moments he finds his resolve again and opts to wait and listen instead of letting his fantasies fly.

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Waving good-bye to Cho, Starla heads towards the garden, a faint spring in her step. 'I can't help but trust things will turn out. I bet, by tonight, the garden will be in full health again! And if not I'll. . .I'll go deck Lord Enasi for being silly!' She knows she would never actually do it, but being able to think it without guilt is somehow quite liberating. She understands it now, partially at least. She understands what it is her and her brother were missing. “Actually, I don't know if Finn. . .” She shrugs. “I'll just have to ask now, won't I?” With that in mind she half skips her way down the hall to meet up with said brother.