|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 1:53 pm
Arriving at the creepeteria, the faerie sighed as he glanced at the clock. He was early, it seemed. He knew this would happen sometime, being a faerie and all, but he had never been a tiny faerie - Gancanagh were rumored to be able to blend in with humans, after all. He didn't know if there was any truth to the matter or not, but his father...
Ugh, he so didn't want to deal with his father at the moment. He quickly waved away that particular train of thought.
Heading to where the main food was kept, Marosa filled up two plates and set them on a table, sitting down and waiting for the dragon to show up. He'd filled her plate to the brim with different kinds of meat, and his own he filled up with sweets of all kinds.
He didn't bring any minipets whatsoever, but he hoped that the meat on the plate would be enough to satisfy her.
If not, then he'd have to just rely on his natural ability. He'd never had to do that before, but just the way she spoke set him off, and he wasn't sure he liked the feeling.
What was done was done. Now all he had to do was wait.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:00 pm
Deszeld was hungry.
It did not take the green dragon long to make her way to the food-room. Upon entering she folded her wings against her back, long tail lashing about behind her as she browsed the room with a predatory look in her eyes.
When Des caught sight of Marosa, those keen yellow eyes lit up with excitement.
When Des caught sight of the plate of meat, her expression fell dramatically.
Skulking over to where the faerie sat, Deszeld took a seat right next to him and proceeded to inhale deeply, eyes closed.
"I think you are a tease, faerie. I am sure that I will be leaving this food-room very unsatisfied."
Des glanced meaningfully at the plate of food he'd arranged for her before looking back towards Marosa.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:07 pm
"Oi never meant tae tease, but oi never said meself," Marosa commented, folding his own wings as he glanced to her. For once, he didn't mind the close proximity, pressing his fingers together after he slid the plate of meat closer to her.
"Oi dinnae know how much ye know aboot the fey. Oi'm a Gancanagh." The faerie tilted his head towards her, hair falling forward just so that he had to fix it and tuck a bit of it behind an ear. "If ye dinnae know, oi kin explain."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 2:19 pm
Marosa was given a long look of scrutiny as Des pondered exactly what he was saying. It was almost as if he spoke in a foreign language. She pressed her face in closer to the faerie as if by doing so she would be able to better understand him. Finally, after really putting some serious thought to his words, it became clear that he wasn't speaking some foreign tongue. However, she did not pull away from him. Personal space, what is that. "Fey are fey are dinner, though I suppose you are not the small sort of faerie I am accustomed to," the green rumbled curiously, head tilting to the side. "You are wearing too many clothes, so this pile of meat will suffice as an offering." Deszeld didn't sound too pleased about it. "What is this Gancanagh, then, and why do they grow so big?" Wretched things.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 1:07 am
"This is our normal size. We're not that big," Marosa commented, resisting the urge to laugh. He found it a little cute that she wanted to eat him. After the whole incident with his first dragon (and practically running in like the stupid fey he was...) Marosa didn't find her so terrifying. Maybe in her natural form... but he wasn't going to push his luck.
"If ye'd like tae see why we're a different breed from th' other fey..." He held out a free hand, palm up for her to take. "By all means, be me guest."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 1:51 pm
Kanth I know what his Nat does, but I wasn't sure if licking his hand would have the same effect SO LET ME KNOW god she's so creepy I APOLOGIZE. Deszeld merely grunted as she watched Marosa hold out his hand palm up, and she regarded the fey suspiciously. What was she to do with this? She narrowed her eyes and shifted closer before leaning down - not close enough to touch, just... close enough. Leaning down, Des inhaled is if attempting to discern a different scent compared to other fey. No. There was no strange smell, nothing that made him any more enticing than other fey she'd smelled before. For lack of a better idea, Deszeld's forked tongue lashed out as she licked his hand.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 11:54 pm
Resisting the urge to shiver, Marosa watched with dark eyes as he let her tongue slide over his entire hand, an eyebrow rising in slight humor.
He had never had anyone lick him before, but it should have the same effect... right? Either that, or she'd be more inclined to eat him. Or lick him like a puppy.
Good jack, he could imagine that. Just being trussed up on the table while she fawned over him with that tongue of hers.
This time, Marosa didn't repress his shiver and scooted back a tiny bit, nonchalantly sliding his sleeve over his hand to cover the skin.
"Hnn... how do ye feel?"pinchmonster So sorry for the late reply. Life should be back on track now @_@;; Also, I LOVE HOW SHE IS don't apologize, I would totes love more interaction with these two <3
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
