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6 mos ago
Current Ahh depression while finding out you're being ghosted. <3 the best
7 mos ago
That feel when you’re craving a super specific RP..
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8 mos ago
I wish there was a search bar to search for things I 've previously said in the PMs; so I can reference things in the RP for the RP.. Just me? Got it.
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8 mos ago
If I'm slow to reply, it's cause I'm working on my IRL store things I need to do to get it up and running. <3
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8 mos ago
Happy birthday to me! 3/20!
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Heyo! Lovely Azure Dragon here!

I've been roleplaying for 15+ years, and haven't stopped. Absolutely love it!

I'm pretty adaptable, except I struggle with super duper long posts.
3rd person is my go to, as to me, it gives more freedom of description.
I've roleplayed most genres, but my favorites involve romance with supernatural conflicts, as well as fantasy!

No interests yet, but should be soon! Hit me up if you're interested! I love plot discussing!

My downtime is usually between 1am-9am EST. My UTC is UTC -5. If I’m offline any other time, I’ve gone into town.

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Rowan gave a nod, taking his drink with as he waved at Killian to stay put. With glass in hand, he moved towards the stage. Thankfully no one else had walked up yet. He looked up to Willow and Aethel, offering a smirked smile. "Hello again, Aethel." His eyes didn't look to Willow though. "I had a question." Finally he turned his gaze to Willow, but then back to Aethel. "You said she was pure. Does that mean she's fertile?" He sipped from his drink.

Killian moved around and took Rowan's seat. He crossed his legs, setting the tablet under his thigh and pushing some of his hair back from his shoulder as he sat pretty straight. His gaze just sweeping the room slowly.



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Rowan's gaze moved to the stage as well when the bunny near him left to go mingle some more. He'll go up after this question. He stood, fixing his jacket and letting his eyes land on Killian as the Omega brought the glasses back. He set Rowan's down, then Xavier gently and picked up the tablet.

"Do you have just bunnies here? I have an interested buyer who wants something more exotic." He buttoned his jacket, picking up his drink to sip it as he waited for the answer.



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Rowan's eyes watch the bunny coming to his table. He offers her a hand, smiling when she gives it and presses a smirked kiss to her knuckles, getting a flush. "Lovely." He mumbles for her, letting her get closer to him as he looked to Xavier. "Basic health up to date? Fertility? Are the bunnies able to be purchased by anyone and given as a gift?"



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Killian doesn't offer a nod or a smile to Xavier. He takes the glass and walks over to the bar he had spotted earlier in this room. Rowan slides the tablet Killian had set down under his arm as he laid it down on the table. "Are you here to make sure I'm staying in line or are you going to answer questions I have?" Rowan doesn't look to Xavier. His eyes are on one of the bunnies that's walking in their row.



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Rowan looked to her when she searched for him. He only offered her the barest of smiles before he was looking away at the other bunnies. He turned his head to Killian when the Omega leaned over. "I'll get you a fresh glass." The Omega stood and looked towards the other Alpha. "Fresh drink, Mister Beowulf?" He held out a hand for the glass, already holding Rowan's almost empty one.



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Rowan's ear on the top of his head twitched at the announcement of her being 'pure'. He already knew that. Killian leaned down, speaking softly to him as his eyes were trained on the stage. It was loud enough for the Beowulf to hear and Rowan knew it was on purpose.

"Sounds like she's a virgin. Will be good for a first time heat breed." Rowan gave an acknowledgement sound, tilting his head enough to speak but not look away. "We'll have to ask if she's fertile if Aethel comes back." He turned his head back to the show.



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He shakes Aethel's hand and lets the man walk away. He had started sipping his drink when the next Beowulf sat in the chair. Since the man didn't introduce himself, not that he needed to. He only offered a nod towards him. He leaned back, looking to he curtain as it started raising. Killian turned off his tablet and slid it under his arm as he set his attention to the stage.

He offered his own clap, Killian even joining in and then he was just watching the stage. He didn't immediately look to Willow, but looked to the others before he finally looked at her. His elbow moved to the table, his hand cupping his cheek as he just watched. He was keeping his face neutral, but he was honestly furious. She looked lovely, but he didn't want her dressed like that for something like this.



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Killian only spared a glance to Aethel, before looking back at his tablet he had. Fingers sliding over it, probably for something to do with Rowan's work.

Rowan hummed, watching the other people leave as he lifted his glass. He shifted, settling more on his seat and crossing his legs. How was he going to say that would get them to-- His eyes had slid away and then moved back to look at Aethel again. "Have you heard of the rare occurrence of Fated Mates?" He offered a smirk and a slight tilt of his head. Perhaps he didn't have to say anymore. If that's all he needed to say, then him wanting to buy 'Jewel' would be in the bag for the Beowulfs. It would be in their interest to let him win.



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Rowan had sipped from his glass when he eyed the man coming to him. Hmm. Beowulf. He set the glass down when Aethel talked to him, taking up the seat at his table. He shook the head, nodding lightly. "Least I could do. She seemed too well mannered to be a regular bunny." He looked back to the curtain for a moment, then to Aethel again. "Would you like a drink? I can have Killian fetch you one." He went to gesture for Kilian.



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Rowan looks up when the guests are filtered in. Looks like no one wanted to talk to him before the show. That's fine. He moved into the room, scanning it quickly and finding a table on the middle row near the center. He half sat, one of his legs propping itself onto the chair rung and setting his glass on the coaster provided. His assistant didn't take the other chair, but instead stood behind him and to the side.

His eyes scanned the crowd, seeing all who was here and who wasn't.
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