I am not your Bride! (Yaoi)

[Raff_sapphire6]

Zara_The_Huntress

Sorry, it's so short and so late. Being working Over time for the holidays and it has been killing me. TT.TT

Zachariah stared out into the darkness intently. He saw Rece come out of the bushes and tried to smile. He failed and decided to half grin, and half grimace instead. He had been quite surprised. "I...I'm...fine. I think." Said Zachariah slowly. He himself was unsure, what had happened. He had never before recalled such a memory. He had felt so...young. Perhaps, about five years old. He had never been able to recall any memory from that young of an age before. Zachariah sighed, "I just was recalling something is all. So, were you able to clean up?" Asked Zachariah, looking at Rece. Rece was still in his blood stained clothes. Perhaps, Rece had overheard Zachariah. Zachariah shrugged it off. Of course, not, Zachariah was just being ridiculous.

Amos looked up to see Argo come in. The man seemed hesitant. He had made some odd comments. Amos had assumed Argo was joking. Surely, Argo wasn't that lost on societies ways. He was after all Rece's bodyguard. A good guard fit in, never stood out. Amos sighed, "You can come in. I won't bite...much. I was joking earlier, I am just surprised the elves culture is so radically different from ours." Said Amos. He hadn't after all meant to offend or upset Argo. He had just been having good fun.

 

[Zara_The_Huntress]

Raff_sapphire6

You're good. Holidays are murder so I understand.

Argo listened out for any sign of distress from Rece making sure the male was safe. The towering being stared in the mist. He was actually keeping himself amused as he always did having the mist merge with the stream. Argo was on the verge of designing figurines within the grey substance when Amos spoke.

Argo had tilted his head to the side with the odd line. Of course, Amos bit. That was the whole purpose of teeth. Argo, however, paused as he recalled one of Rece's lesson of phrases. The drow blink raising a brow. "I would not know of their culture or yours." he stated not going in details of his life as he began to swirl the mist in certain things. He nearly made a rabbit when he recalled how he was picked on for it. Argo instead created a wolf and made it move about. He wondered exactly what he meant he was joking earlier...Argo didn't press the matter at that moment. Why should he really? The drow wrinkled his nose at the blood smell on his hair.

Rece watched the prince's movements carefully studying the male. He raised a brow staring at the other with his near clear eyes. He gave a simple nod of the head though he did not believe the prince as he looked shocked. "I have yet to do so." he moved closer looking at the prince's accomplishments thus far. He was interrupted by the memory. A light smile came over his lips as he thought of Zachariah as the little one back home. They bared the same expression from when they recalled something from the past that was disturbing.

Rece neared the male checking the area as a good shoulder always did. He would have reached out to comfort the man but he thought of Amos's words. They were from the same world and Rece would be respectful of this. He grimaced at that moment as he recalled his brothers without him. Rece looked up at the other, " perhaps a hot bath would ease you." he wondered if the male would join or flee like before. Rece turned from him heading to where their guards were, "it would be better if you were not alone."