Sarpedon

An Unholy Mass: Warhammer 40,000 RP [Black Crusade Inspired] [Mature Content]

@Bright_Ops Vorgen is in the process of collecting his new gats.

@Jbcool Is an Olympic barbell to the face a good enough reason?

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

All righty, have fun!

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

Oliver wasn't sure he liked Sanguine's reply. She said she didn't see anything to liberate. Just because there weren't monsters running rampant didn't mean they weren't a problem. He supposed they might as well go ask around first, though. That did make sense. He nodded when she suggested they meet in the dining room, and the warrior departed, still deep in thought about her words. He decided to go straight to the dining room, since it wasn't like there was anything else to do. He couldn't imagine the vampire really taking all that long, it was just breakfast after all. He wasn't even sure than she ate breakfast.

The servants were busy again when he walked in, but this time the Paladin didn't let that stop him. The Guild Master had made a good point, he was practically in charge here. So he plunked himself down in the same chair he'd taken the night before and ignored them while they did their thing. His companion showed up not long after and he noted that she was already in her usual robes, and surprisingly put together considering how long she'd had to actually get herself together. He didn't mention that, though, and instead directed his attention to the breakfast that was approaching.

They only have food for one, and Oliver raised an eyebrow at the woman who set his food down. He didn't get a chance to say anything though, before someone else piped up. "Are you going to require breakfast today mistress?" that lowered the warrior's eyebrow, and he started eating. He still had to go change before they went anywhere, so he supposed he should probably finish up quickly. Unless Sanguine decided she wanted breakfast, in which case he might have the opportunity to take his time. This meal wasn't nearly as fancy as the last one had been, though, so he didn't think it would bother anyone terribly if he rushed it a bit...

An Unholy Mass: Warhammer 40,000 RP [Black Crusade Inspired] [Mature Content]

@BCTheEntity oh yeah, I was working on a post, got distracted. I'll keep working on that...

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

Oliver wasn't far behind Sanguine in the falling asleep department, and soon passed out happily, with the vampire snug in his grip. But where she beat him in falling asleep, the Paladin claimed victory in the race to wake up in the morning. Of course, he couldn't tell it was morning, since there was a distinct lack of windows in the room, but he felt rested enough to get up, and that was close enough for the warrior. There was enough light coming in under the door for his dark vision to reveal the quietly slumbering form of his companion, still nestled in his arms. He smiled at that, and didn't move, figuring he might as well let her rest.

When she finally did start moving, Oliver grinned, "Good morning." he offered as she looked up at him. Then she tried to get away. "Running away on me so soon?" he teased, tightening his grip only long enough for a good morning kiss. Once he'd gotten his fill of the vampire's luscious lips, he released her, and joined her in getting up. For the sake of convenience, he hopped into the clothes he'd discarded the previous evening, knowing he'd have to change again soon enough.

"Shall we go prepare to liberate that village from their greenskin oppressors?" he asked, excited at the prospect. "Such a crusade shall surely never be forgotten." that was assuming the Guild Master even cared. Sometimes she seemed to come up with strange priorities...

Beyond Civilisation's Grasp... - A Rogue Trader (WH40K) RP [Seeking Desperate Souls for Adventure!]

@Jbcool Fuckin' animal farm up in this bitch.

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

That was very smooth of you. I didn't even notice you adapting.

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

Oliver wasn't sure how that wasn't funny. Then again, he hadn't meant it entirely as a joke. Apparently Sanguine had been hoping for something more casual, but hadn't bought anything like that in game before they were sucked in, so now she was stuck being the fancy, well-dressed leader of the Guild. That meant he got to be her decidedly less fancy second in command, and he was very okay with that. The Paladin was liking the way his companion reacted to his question, though, suggesting that he could sleep however he wanted. She was just in time for him to kiss her, too, and that made it even better.

Grinning and licking his lips as he let her go, the warrior nodded at his partner's suggestion that they go to bed. Of course, she had to linger longer than was necessary first, though he didn't argue. How could he shut down a woman in the middle of pawing at him? Once she let him go, he stripped down to nothing but his incredibly comfortable silk boxers, before hopping into the giant, incredibly soft bed beside his Guild Leader. She didn't even pretend to hold back when she snuggled up to him, and he happily looped an arm around her as she got comfortable against him. Then she said something he thought was a little strange. Biting back a joke about his smell, Oliver turned and kissed Sanguine again, still just as merciless as every other time, though he was more gentle this time. As he kissed her, the warrior looped his other arm around the woman, and held her close. Even when he pulled away from the kiss, he didn't let her go. Instead he wiggled a bit and appeared to be getting ready to go to sleep. If Sanguine had anything to say about this, she was going to have to speak up quickly, or be stuck in his tender, unshakeable embrace...

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

That's what I am here for! :P

I am quite good at fucking up other people's ideas, either with common sense, or my own shenanigans. XD Sanny doesn't seem like the latch-on-like-crazy type, so I figgered Olly should hop in and secure his place as the empress' consort before someone else did.

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

Oliver raised an eyebrow as Sanguine invited him to her room. Apparently he could have gotten away with such a thing, though he decided it was probably better than she had invited him. "I wouldn't mind..." he agreed, a grin slowly splitting his face as he accompanied the vampire to her room. He'd been in it before, but not like this. Once inside, he quickly closed and locked the door behind them. He didn't want anyone getting the wrong idea, but he also didn't want anyone barging in on them. On top of that, he'd been seen making out with the Guild Master in front of just about everyone. He was pretty sure they were going to think what they wanted, regardless of his actions, at this point.

"Yeah, I don't think I would, either." the Paladin agreed with a chuckle. They would have to share his room if she'd done that, there was no way he was sleeping in a coffin. Then his companion ran off to get changed for bed, and he realized he didn't have any pyjamas of his own. "So, like, can I just wear underwear to bed, or should I go get changed?" he asked, shrugging out of his shirt as he wondered. He wasn't sure if Sanguine had heard him though, as he got no response until she returned in a very fetching nightgown.

Waiting patiently, the warrior was flexing as he wandered around the room when his hostess returned. He stopped dead when he saw her, and had to fight the urge to lick his lips. Remembering what she said, he wondered if that was meant for the benefit of anyone that might have been listening, considering how dressed up she'd just gotten for going to sleep. "So, am I supposed to get all fancied up for bed, too? I don't have any really nice p-js..." he offered, slowly meandering toward the vampire, "Do you mind if I just sleep in my underwear?" he figured it was worth a shot to ask. Regardless of her response, if she let him get close enough the warrior planned on ambushing the Guild Master with another of his kisses that seemed to weaken her knees so well...