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 Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 9:55 pm
"No, not at all... though I'm afraid I cannot agree to your earlier request." The plague doctor didn't have as much subtlety of expression as most people, but its voice was filled with fondness. It gently ran one hand over her hair...
... and then it reached into one sleeve while sinking down to its knees in front of her. "I, ah, read those... those magazines, and they say that this is the appropriate position?" It ducked its head sheepishly, then looked up at her, radiating adoration. "Riley, mia cara, sarebbe un onore e la gioia più vera che abbia mai conosciuto, se vuoi essere la mia sposa."
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What.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 10:13 pm
And she had gotten so comfortable, too.
When Malodore pulled away to sink down to one knee, she looked genuinely disappointed. It never occurred to her that it was doing it for a reason, all she could think was her legs, her legs were going to show in the picture, and her expression remained defeated until Malodore switched to Italian once more. She blinked, her mind processing the words and translating them, before putting them together. For some odd reason, the translation came slowly, and comprehension even more so. It was as if time was starting to slow around her, thickening her mind until her understanding became sluggish, and hazy. Her head tilted, very slowly, to one side, as the final pieces of her plague doctors request came to her. It was that final word, the one that truly explained what it was doing, that changed her heartbeat from the quickened flutter, to a full stop.
Malodore was proposing to her.
This was no necessarily blunder, brought on by some mistake. Not like last time. There was no precedent for this, no reasoning - no, that wasn't right.
There was a reason.
As her heart stuttered back to life, she sucked in a deep, cleansing breath, and stared down at her beloved plague doctor. At that moment, there was no one else but it in the entire world.
Lo farò. Naturalmente. Her hand cupped the side of it's beak. Was there ever any doubt?
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 10:43 pm
It was a good thing Malodore's heart was already stopped, or else it might have done so and caused some sort of serious medical issue. But Malodore saw Riley's face through the pink haze and beamed at her, opening up one hand to reveal the bracelet within. It was a surprisingly delicate little thing, cool and faintly soft to the touch despite being silvery metal. "I crafted it from one of my feathers... that a part of me might always be with you, no matter where you go," it whispered, nearly dizzy with joy. "It is my bloodmetal, so it loves you as I love you."
Wow, it was hot in here.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 11:17 pm
Riley's hand lifted before she'd even realized it was moving, and held it out for Malodore to slip the bracelet on. The metal cooled her flushed skin where it touched, and she turned her wrist left, and right. She felt it's presence even now, as it pressed against her skin. A sense of completion filled her; for the first time in her life, even though she had never known she was missing something before this moment, she finally felt whole.
Her hand reached back to her wings, and a soft crackle filled the air, until she pulled her hand back with a single shard of psionic crystal in her hands. It's not as good as your gift. I apologize. She murmured, bending forward to bring the glowing crystal up to Malodore's hat and pin it through the top of the brim. But it is the closest I can get to giving you a piece of me to have forever. No matter where I go.
It was strange, how repeating the words it had murmured to her felt sacred. Almost like a vow. And the analogy hit home, as did the realization of just how monumental the moment was.
Riley's eyes lit up brighter than they had ever shown before, and her expression lifted just as it would if she could smile. I love you, Malodore.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2012 11:40 pm
" Ti amo, mia cara," Malodore said, quietly, and a single tear worked its way free from underneath its lenses. It leaned up to nuzzle gently at her cheeks, kissing her as best it possibly could with a beak. It tried, at least, as its heart filled brimful. ... Metaphorically, at least. CLICK!Character name 1: Malodore Character 1 reference links: here except with a fluffy cravat and a shard of riley-wing in its hat Character name 2: Riley Character 2 reference links: this exactly only with a silver bracelet made from a blunted scalpel-feather curled around her left wrist~ Notes on Pose: Riley is on a stool; Mal is kneeling in front of her and stretching up to nuzzle her face. THEY BOTH BASICALLY LOOK DRUNK ON LOVE. yep. Anything else?: Mal just proposed ok. what is even happening
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 12:09 am
Riley lifted her hand up, a single finger brushing away the tear that escaped its lenses, before she returned the nuzzle. The flat plane of her face brushed against the tip of its beak, over and over, and she missed the sound of the click as the picture was taken. She couldn't even comprehend that there was another creature in the room other than the two of them. Her nuzzle slid down the side of Malodore's beak, and eventually burying her face deep into the crook of it's neck. She had already said it, but the well of emotions that kept bubbling within her made her say it again with a painful desperation. I love you.
She felt better, after she'd expressed herself in feeling, rather than words, and these words were accompanied by a tidal wave of emotion. She slipped her mind past the barriers of Malodore's, and gave it a true kiss, as only she could.
It lingered, and lasted, because they had no need for 'coming up for air' or any such rest - but as with most things, it was not fated to last forever. The gnome that had taken the picture cleared his throat, and seemed to be gesturing rather rudely for them to vacate for the next couple..
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 12:21 am
Malodore's wings twitched, as if it were contemplating sending an arc of sharp feathers right into the gnome's gut... but it held back, for once. After all, Riley had probably rented the little b*****d, and would have to return him in good condition. "Mmmm," it sighed, then pulled back, gently tugging at her to get her to move up along with it. "I believe... we should return to the festivities, amore mio."
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2012 12:26 am
Riley hopped off the stool, sent a scathing look to the gnome that promised retribution at the end of the event, and wrapped one arm around Malodore's elbow, leading it out quietly.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 2:28 pm
The second round went well enough, and soon after Shun met back up with Mitsu, he spotted a photobooth type of thing nearby.
"Hm.. Would you like to have a picture taken together, Mitsu?" he asked while already starting to walk on over. They actually didn't have too many pictures with one another. None he was really aware of at least. The last ones he remembered was from prom.
He was rather unaware of the blurry one Lizzy took at the Haunted house.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 2:35 pm
Following closely with her reaper, Mitsu spotted the photo booth just up ahead. "Ah! Yes, I would like that very much." She looped her arm through his to follow him toward the booth her eyes looking over the dark curtain covering the area and yet another cupid dressed gnome. Poor things, they looked so miserable.
This was going to be their first picture as a couple together and Mitsu was rather excited about it. She really didn't count the blurry photo Lizzy had taken, not that you could really see anyway. "Should we just stand together or can we hold each other?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 2:38 pm
Once they were there, Shun turned towards his wolf, thinking.
"Whatever you'd like," he said quietly. If she wanted to be in his arms for the picture, that was perfectly fine with him. He wanted to be sure this was something she would cherish as much as he did after all.
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 3:01 pm
" Alright," If it was going to be up to her she wanted them to appear as close as they actually were. Waiting their turn patiently at the booth Mitsu took Shun's hand as they were called to move forward. She stopped in front of the backdrop and turned to face Shun, her arms wrapping around him while the little gnome got into place to take the picture. They had a moment it seemed before the gnome was going to be ready and Mitsu took that time to lean up again to plant another kiss against Shun's cheek. " Aishiteru." CLICK! Character name 1: Mitsu Character 1 reference links: What she is currently wearing / Student picture linkCharacter name 2: Shun Character 2 reference links: Student reference / The suit Shun is wearing minus hatNotes on Pose: They are embracing and Mitsu is kissing Shun on the cheek. Anything else?: Shun might actually be smiling for once 8D
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 3:02 pm
Israfel had seen the photo booth and felt a sudden wave of sadness. He was alone. Well, granted he could go grab a friend but- this was for ships. And his ship... Well to be honest Israfel wasn't sure they were a ship. At all. Lucien was his friend who made him feel nice and didn't hate his singing even when he had been really really bad. Lucien was the one who didn't ever make fun of him because he didn't know how to fly. Lucien was... Best friend. The one that made him feel nice and fuzzy inside. So taking a photo with anyone but him seemed...bad. No. He wanted to take a photo with Lucien. He was Lucien's bird after all. His free bird! Running off to find the boil, Israfel was determined to spend some of scarentines with Lucy! because..because that was what he felt like doing! "Lucy! Lucy lucy lucyyy~~" He was singing his name. "This is what I said. A photo for us! Please? I ah ahh ummm." Wings shuffled. "I think it would be nice to have a photo of us!"
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 3:11 pm
Lucien had always loved to see Israfel but lately he had longed to see his bird so badly that it hurt his feet... even though he never walked on them! He could barely even float in peace without the thought of his bird flying up beside him conquering his mind in a very thorough hostile take over. How his bird smiled and how his wings folder every so slightly. He loved the way Israfel would coo and nuzzle him and for a moment Lucien thought he heard Israfel's glorious singing, singing a song just for him!
Wait.
Lucien seemed to arrive out of his trance and that's exactly what was happening. Israfel was there, singing his name, and moving his wings ever so cutely. He reminded him of this cloud he seen that was floating around with the other clouds, but it was the cutest cloud. Lucien wasn't sure what was going on but he practically latched onto Israfel with excitement, sighing happily against the bird. He wasn't loud, which was unusual given his excitement. Instead he was whispering gently into Israfel's ear.
"I would love a photo with my one and only bird."
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2012 3:14 pm
Holding Mitsu close, he waited for the picture to be taken before he brought a hand up to gently caress the side of her face.
"Aishiteru.." he whispered back before planting a light kiss and moving them both out of the way so that the next pair may take their turn.
"This way. I think I can get you a few things." he said.
He had a few tickets after all.
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