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 Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2018 12:52 am
 "Night never ending
The weapons we bring are our souls
You know, You know
You know what it means to feel real
So rise up, claim the sky
We fight, We fight
Night never ending.”Drizyrr ♞ Zaulyl The walk over had proven quite beneficial. At first he had still felt awful, but just casual walking didn't exacerbate any of the afflicted areas, and soon he found that the activity increased bloodflow which in turn helped soothe away the headache and made his stomach cease its fussing. Of course the walk probably had only a little effect, whereas her medicine was the most effectual of them all. That said, he was still hurting a little when they got to her home, the ichor had stung terribly and deeply, and he knew it was going to be a while before that settled itself. Once she closed the shades, he took the sunglasses off and gently dropped them into his jacket pocket. He let the jacket fall more naturally as well, now that they were not out, he didn't have to use it to block the last few rays of the sun from hitting his bare chest. There may have been a time when seeing him shirtless would have been a delight: he had a well-built body and was well-laced in lean muscles, but the scarring probably detracted from the overall aesthetic for most people. Ceres hadn't been in long when she started up a mad hunt for her little cactus friend, though it seemed as if she had an idea of where he was. When she carried the body (form?) in of Mr. Prickles, for a moment he feared that something calamitous might have happened, but he was quickly replanted into a cup and put back in his place. "He needn't worry so much, cacti are resilient creatures, he will be fine. And he shouldn't be so fussy, I imagine you take great care of them all most of the time. Anyone is bound to slip up every now and then, it's part of being mortal." He wouldn't be able to hear whether or not his words got through to the cactus, but she would hear, and hopefully he had convinced the cactus to be nice, not to rail against her. Such rebelliousness was absolutely childish on the plant's part. "I think I could handle something now, if you are getting dinner, that is. If you want, I can help in the kitchen. I have no qualms using the oven or stove, if you wish to have something that requires cooking.""Long was the hour for the valiant knight that would ne'er be sick or slain
Lonely the bower in the candle light with neither kith nor kin
Storm clouds over the full moon raced, as he swung to the dapple grey
And man and horse to the westward faced on the eve of an All Saints' Day.
He's laid his hand on his hunting horn and with his dying breath
Has blown a blast to the blazing morn that would rouse the angel of death
High in the cusp of the starry night he heard his grey hawk mew
As out of the misty morning light his ghostly greyhounds flew.
Waillee waillee my noble lord who wakes me from my rest
There's none can heal the wounds of time that lie bloody on your breast" Funds: $0
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2018 5:33 am
 Ｃ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ Ｓxxx Ｃ Ａ Ｌ Ｉ Ｓ Ｔ Ｏ ❀ The Protective Dryad ❀ Dryad Form: ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ " Resilient, yeah. But he's usually such a big baby sometimes. Maybe he's actually becoming a grown up! " It seemed right after Ceres had said that, Mr. Prickles practically exploded, although Drizyrr couldn't hear it. He just went on and on saying how he wasn't a baby, and that he actually tried to travel! However, the Dryad knew what happened since the others have told her. A bird must've found interest in the cactus, but accidentally pushed him off of the window ledge. With a little chuckle, Ceres placed the angry cactus onto the coffee table in the living room before she had walked into the kitchen. Since it seemed like the Drow wanted to help with the cooking part, she was glad and appreciative for the helping hand. " Sure! I've actually been meaning to make something out of this cookbook, but I think actually using the stove is too big of a step up from faerie fire. " There was a small little cookbook for beginners in one of the drawers in the kitchen. It was filled with just basic recipes - easier for her to understand and less chance of her screwing it up. She flipped through a couple pages, but honestly couldn't decided, she was just hungry! Instead, she handed it over to Drizyrr. " Here. You'll be...Captain of the Cookbook! Maybe you can find something you'll like~ " ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
☆ mood: Hungry / Contentxxx☆ company: Drizyrrxxx☆ house: 1118 Etoilexxx☆ ooc: Whenever we do the part where his ex-wife comes to town, will he know, or see a sign that she's here? Idk if maybe he would try to push Ceres away so he could protect her? Like maybe start up a fake fight between the two of them in order to drive her away before the whole fight comes?
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2018 1:41 pm
"Night never ending
The weapons we bring are our souls
You know, You know
You know what it means to feel real
So rise up, claim the sky
We fight, We fight
Night never ending.”Drizyrr ♞ Zaulyl He couldn't hear the cactus's response, if it had one, but he imagined it wasn't getting moved to another room because it was being good. She quickly returned and they were to start working on dinner, though a very late one indeed. "We used to cook over an open flame, so this is actually a nice safe change for me. Though I didn't feel threatened by the open flame much, as long as it was put out before everyone went to bed. Well, that was back when I was young. Ended up having servants or army chefs do all of that work afterwards." It would be no problem at all, he still remembered the basics. She would read out the recipe and do some of the prep work, and he could take care of anything requiring a blade or heat. And then she suggested something that he truly had not wanted to hear. She was going to let him pick, and it sounded like he would have to read out the recipe too. "Why don't you just pick out something at random? Close the book, open to a random page, and we can do that. As long as we have the ingredients, of course. I'm sure I would like anything that's in there, so don't have to worry about that." Would she note his hesitation and question him about it, or would she just go with the flow and take his suggestion? Either way, it was a difficult spot he hadn't thought of until now, and would definitely complicate things here."Long was the hour for the valiant knight that would ne'er be sick or slain
Lonely the bower in the candle light with neither kith nor kin
Storm clouds over the full moon raced, as he swung to the dapple grey
And man and horse to the westward faced on the eve of an All Saints' Day.
He's laid his hand on his hunting horn and with his dying breath
Has blown a blast to the blazing morn that would rouse the angel of death
High in the cusp of the starry night he heard his grey hawk mew
As out of the misty morning light his ghostly greyhounds flew.
Waillee waillee my noble lord who wakes me from my rest
There's none can heal the wounds of time that lie bloody on your breast" Funds: $0Relationship: Courting
Mood: Nervous
Pain: ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎
Ooc: I'm thinking he will have a little notice, but not terribly much. Maybe an hour or two. He would definitely try to slip away without her, gently at first, but if he has to get mean to keep her away, then he will do it.
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2018 7:00 pm
Ｃ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ Ｓxxx Ｃ Ａ Ｌ Ｉ Ｓ Ｔ Ｏ ❀ The Protective Dryad ❀ Dryad Form: ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ Even though everything seemed okay, Ceres could tell that something was off. It was subtle, but it was definitely there. The Drow seemed nervous about taking control of the dinner option for the night. Maybe he was nervous that he'd pick something nasty? Everything in the cookbook seemed to look pretty good, but that's probably because she wasn't very much a picky eater. She'd eat anything and give everything a try at least once. However, his suggestion seemed fun! Her eyes lit up like an excited child and followed what he had said. " I like your thinking, sweetie~ Let's see... " Quickly, she closed the book, then opened onto a random page. " Looks like tonight's dinner is....spaghetti! " Yum! Pasta was pretty good, especially when the sauce was tasty! The recipe looked simply enough, plus it said in the additional notes that veggies could be added in if someone wanted. The Dryad was so hungry that she practically started drool over the example picture in the book. Before her slobber could run down her chin, she quickly wiped it away. " That wasn't very lady-like... " Well, that was embarrassing. Hopefully Drizyrr didn't see that. Anyways, before the two started, Ceres went ahead and tied her apron around her waist. It was a white apron with a few frills sewed to the bottom. In full honesty, she never used it! That's why it still looked pristine and untouched. She just thought it would make her look cute yet professional. Maybe it would give her the look of someone who knew what she was doing...even though she had no clue what to do. " Okay, let's start~ "
The meal didn't take too long to make, and soon enough, the two were ready to sit down and eat! For a bunch of beginners, they did pretty well! The smell of the pasta was so tantalizing that Ceres's stomach growled - almost louder than Drizyrr's! There wasn't a dining table for them to sit at, so they would have to eat in the living room. At least she had fold-able TV trays! " C'mon! Let's eat it before the food gets cold! " ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
☆ mood: Hungry / Contentxxx☆ company: Drizyrrxxx☆ house: 1118 Etoilexxx☆ ooc: Okay lol I'm trying to plot for the future, so if I come up with something that makes sense then I'll PM you the details. emotion_yatta
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2018 10:03 pm
xxxx{ ② ωєєк тιмє sкιρ }
→ мσиםαч, נυиє ①①тн ←
םαч ① σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ②④⑥ ◦
( ⑧ мσитнs, ③ םαчs )
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Posted: Sun Jul 22, 2018 10:09 pm
"Night never ending
The weapons we bring are our souls
You know, You know
You know what it means to feel real
So rise up, claim the sky
We fight, We fight
Night never ending.”Drizyrr ♞ Zaulyl He was nervous until her attention turned to the idea he had suggested, and she seemed very excited about that. He breathed out a sigh of relief and smiled, "fate or entropy brought us together, I'm sure picking out dinner shouldn't be too hard for it." He noted what she called him, sometimes other women he had known referred to him by that name, but unlike them, he detected no malice in her voice. Still, maybe in time she would come up with more unique nicknames for him that wouldn't remind him of others. "Spaghetti, huh? Never heard of it. That should make this a little more challenging, if I don't really know what the end result is. Hope those directions are thorough and we don't accidentally skip any." She would probably be surprised he had never heard of whatever this dish was, but by now she knew better than to question the random things he was not familiar with. And even better, it seemed she was interested in it, if the faint trace of drool she so quickly wiped away was any evidence. He smiled, but didn't comment on it, not wanting her to get too embarrassed.
The recipe was simple enough. It seemed to be a rather basic pasta dish that could be augmented as the chef so desired, and they chose to augment it with vegetables, of course. He would have been fine with eating any part of the ingredients long before the final product was made, but that would have been gauche, even if he was decidedly hungry now. She read the steps aloud and he followed the instructions, though he would ask for her help on things that didn't involve knives or stoves. She had never said anything about disliking knives or being bad with them, but he didn't want her to accidentally cut herself, and he was hauntingly proficient with a blade. His stomach was practically roaring by the time they finished, but her's wasn't too quiet either. "Seems like we finished in the nick of time. Any longer, and our stomach's would have committed mutiny." He settled down on the couch right beside her, "oh don't worry, you don't have to tell me that twice.""Long was the hour for the valiant knight that would ne'er be sick or slain
Lonely the bower in the candle light with neither kith nor kin
Storm clouds over the full moon raced, as he swung to the dapple grey
And man and horse to the westward faced on the eve of an All Saints' Day.
He's laid his hand on his hunting horn and with his dying breath
Has blown a blast to the blazing morn that would rouse the angel of death
High in the cusp of the starry night he heard his grey hawk mew
As out of the misty morning light his ghostly greyhounds flew.
Waillee waillee my noble lord who wakes me from my rest
There's none can heal the wounds of time that lie bloody on your breast" Funds: $0Relationship: Courting
Mood: Starved
Pain: ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎
Ooc: I don't have anything else planned atm. Totally not like I came up with my little mini drama just as I was typing last post. Nope, totally not. Also, I have a kid's cookbook at home, and I can totally imagine that is what she is using.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 11:57 pm
"Night never ending
The weapons we bring are our souls
You know, You know
You know what it means to feel real
So rise up, claim the sky
We fight, We fight
Night never ending.”Drizyrr ♞ Zaulyl No matter how she protested, he was not about to set her down and make her walk the whole way back on her own. "Ceres, you would be walking like a new sprout in a hurricane. What sort of man would I be if I let you do that? No, I've got you, and you aren't heavy. I've carried dying men and women off of battlefields before, this is nothing in comparison." Granted, he was also a bit younger then, and the adrenaline of battle gave him extra strength, but no need to add that information. Fortunately they were able to get to her house without hitch. Actually getting in though proved much more difficult. He knew where the key was, but his arms were decidedly full, but he doubted that her coordination would be such that she would really be able to work the key well. He settled on partially setting her down, basically just placing her legs on the ground while his other arm still held her up and against him. He grabbed the key and unlocked the door, pushing it wide as he slid the key out, then picked her back up and carried her inside. He closed the door with a foot, having to balance on one for a short while. All of this was putting considerable strain on his body, but he said nothing. He carried her upstairs to her bedroom and gently set her down. "You want me to settle you into bed, or should I take you to the bathroom first?" He wasn't about to change her clothes for her or anything, that was a little too forward for him, but he was already working on opening up the windows so that she would have a little bit of a breeze."Long was the hour for the valiant knight that would ne'er be sick or slain
Lonely the bower in the candle light with neither kith nor kin
Storm clouds over the full moon raced, as he swung to the dapple grey
And man and horse to the westward faced on the eve of an All Saints' Day.
He's laid his hand on his hunting horn and with his dying breath
Has blown a blast to the blazing morn that would rouse the angel of death
High in the cusp of the starry night he heard his grey hawk mew
As out of the misty morning light his ghostly greyhounds flew.
Waillee waillee my noble lord who wakes me from my rest
There's none can heal the wounds of time that lie bloody on your breast" Funds: $280
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2018 10:15 pm
Ｃ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ Ｓxxx Ｃ Ａ Ｌ Ｉ Ｓ Ｔ Ｏ ❀ The Protective Dryad ❀ Dryad Form: ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ Drizyrr was really adamant about carrying her the whole way. Seeing as protesting the idea wasn't really getting her no where, the Dryad just decided to be quiet and rest. For the remainder of the walk, she kept her eyes shut, dozing off a couple times before she heard the opening and closing of her front door. After that, her eyes lazily opened a couple times before she was placed softly onto her bed. At this point, the alcohol running through her system made her feel like she was burning up. There was a light layer of sweat that ran across her face, but soon a cool breeze rolled in, relieving her slightly of the internal body heat. Relaxed, Ceres simply laid there, letting the breeze from outside do its job. At least until she heard the plants muttering. Well, they weren't really speaking softly, she was just too inebriated to understand a majority of what they were saying.
As much as she didn't want to move, it seemed as though her plants wouldn't let her rest. She needed to get up, they repeated over and over, and something about...a shadowy figure? What were they talking about? Ceres was about to ignore their warnings, but once she heard her wooden floors creaking softly, she turned towards the direction of her bedroom door. The plants were right! There was a shadowy figure here. She couldn't quite make out the person's face, but that didn't matter. What was important was that they were going to take Driz out with a baseball bat. Ceres's eyes widened slightly as her left arm quickly shifted forms, her human arm transforming into a bunch of thick branches and leaves. The quickly whipped around the Drow before making a strong shield-type barrier around him. All that what was heard next was a loud pounding sound from the bat being hit against her branches. It didn't hurt at all, but the threat was still there, so the Dryad somehow managed to subdue the stranger with the ivy plants in her room. They snaked around the person, keeping a tight hold on their limbs. It was honestly a miracle that Ceres was able to react as quickly as she did drunk. Her head was pounding and she was slightly dizzy from all of the movement, but as long as she was about to save the Drow in time, then all was well.
" Driz? A-Are you alright? " As best as she could, she checked him over, making sure that he wasn't injured. He was already having some pain problems from the Ichor, so he didn't need any more from a damn baseball bat! Before she could say anything else to him, her ears picked up the muffled sounds of a struggling...woman? What the hell was this lady doing in her house? Her shield of branches slowly moved and made their way back to reform Ceres's arm before she could look and inspect their intruder. The face couldn't be seen since the person was hiding in a large, dark cloak, but moved the hood away, bat in hand in case the lady tried something funny. To her surprise, it was definitely a familiar face. " Nyx...? " She made the ivy vines return to where they were before she quickly crawled over to her sister. Nyx was a fairly tall and fit woman. She wasn't as curvaceous as Ceres, but she still had a slightly woman figure. Not only that, but she had pale green hair, cut into a pixie cut and her left leg was gone, but was replaced with a wooden fake. The new woman took a couple deep breaths, trying to recover from nearly being strangled by the plants. " What were you trying to do, kill me?! " Nyx asked, rubbing her throat. Her blue eyes glared over at Drizyrr, but her attention on him was quickly replaced onto Ceres as the girl latched onto her, sobbing. It was most likely drunk tears, but she was still an emotional wreck. Who wouldn't cry after not seeing family for many CENTURIES? Ceres was a big crybaby, especially after several drinks. " O-Oi... Why are you crying? " Nyx awkwardly patted her back until she shot up another glare at Drizyrr. She didn't trust him at all, simply because he was...well, a Drow. While Ceres wasn't too keen on his kind, Nyx knew enough to have distrust in him. She knew they were evil creatures, so that's what he was labelled as in her eyes. ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
☆ mood: Confused, but mainly drunkxxx☆ company: Drizyrrxxx☆ house: 1118 Etoilexxx☆ ooc:
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2018 11:40 pm
"Night never ending
The weapons we bring are our souls
You know, You know
You know what it means to feel real
So rise up, claim the sky
We fight, We fight
Night never ending.”Drizyrr ♞ Zaulyl She really was getting much too warm, but hopefully the breeze coming in through the windows would help. She seemed so out of it, she would probably just pass out on the bed and not wake up until late the next morning. But something seemed to be bothering her. He supposed the plants must have been saying something, though he too was starting to become disquiet. Something was decidedly wrong. His survival instincts were telling him to pull a weapon and get ready to defend Ceres and himself. He drew his scimitar and proceeded with her to find the source of the disturbance. He could see a form in the other room, it had a weapon of some sort, he assumed it was the baseball bat, and after a second it was charging him. Before he even had a chance to react, Ceres had put up a shield around him, and from the sounds of things she had subdued the assailant as well. He had always known that she was powerful and could probably be highly deadly if she wanted to be, but to be as drunk as she was and yet still so fast and accurate...she might have been even more scary than his ex-wives. He kept the blade out and trained upon the intruder, but really, on her home turf and with so many plants around who loved her, he was basically an accessory. He nodded when she asked if he was alright. Normally he would have been ashamed that he had done pretty much nothing and had been saved, but he was confident that had Ceres not been there, he would have warded off the attack. That and he had no qualms about admitting when someone had more power or prowess than he, and Ceres definitely fit that bill.
Ceres seemed to take the initiative on discovering who this woman was, but he would back her up, his weapon still at the ready. However, when he heard Ceres mention a name, he had a feeling there would be no combat. Seeing Ceres crawl over to the woman and hug her, he gave up and sheathed his weapon. So the woman's name was Nyx. That told him absolutely nothing. But Ceres was hugging on her and crying, so it had to be someone very important, so he would be on his best behavior. Still, the repeated glares gave him the idea that civility might be more difficult than he would have initially thought. After a moment, he offered a hand to both of them, "I doubt it is very comfortable for either of you down there. Maybe we can adjourn to the living room? It would seem you two have a fair bit of catching up, and I would like to get to know our guest a little better. I wouldn't be much of a boyfriend if I didn't know the people you were close to, Ceres." Hopefully that would make the woman back off at least a little. It was one thing with him just being a random drow, but if it was known that he was important to Ceres, than maybe the woman would lighten up on him out of respect for her? It was worth a shot at least."Long was the hour for the valiant knight that would ne'er be sick or slain
Lonely the bower in the candle light with neither kith nor kin
Storm clouds over the full moon raced, as he swung to the dapple grey
And man and horse to the westward faced on the eve of an All Saints' Day.
He's laid his hand on his hunting horn and with his dying breath
Has blown a blast to the blazing morn that would rouse the angel of death
High in the cusp of the starry night he heard his grey hawk mew
As out of the misty morning light his ghostly greyhounds flew.
Waillee waillee my noble lord who wakes me from my rest
There's none can heal the wounds of time that lie bloody on your breast" Funds: $280Relationship: Courting
Mood: Distrustful?
Pain: ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎
Ooc: Sorry it is short comparatively.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 12:04 am
Ｃ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ Ｓxxx Ｃ Ａ Ｌ Ｉ Ｓ Ｔ Ｏ ❀ The Protective Dryad ❀ Dryad Form: ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ Boyfriend? Did Nyx hear that right? " What...What does he mean by 'boyfriend', Ceres? Oi! " The woman managed to pry the girl off of her but only saw that she was completely asleep! How much did she drink to go from drunk crying to passed out in a small amount of time? Ugh. Nyx would always tell her not to drink so much back in the day. She guessed that part of her never really changed. She was honestly glad that time hadn't changed Ceres's attitude, but at the same time, she wished she had hardened her heart just a bit instead of being naive all the time. Oh well. The old and new Ceres seemed one and the same. Nyx let out a little sigh before she carefully picked up the sleeping Dryad and tucked her into bed. The whole ordeal was a bit difficult since she didn't have too much stability in her fake leg, but at least she didn't fall over. That would've been embarrassing. Once she got her sister situated, She quickly turned to the Drow and grabbed him by his ear. " Come with me, now. You've got some explaining to do... " Dragging him by his ear, she eventually released him once they made it into the living room. She couldn't imagine Ceres finally assimilating to human life and living in a whole house on her own! She knew her sister liked to travel around, seeing new places and experiencing new things. Since she decided to finally settle down, Nyx just assumed that maybe her nomadic lifestyle had came to an end.
" So, what do you want with her, hmm? There's some damn catch or somethin'? " The questioning started pretty quickly with barely any chance for Drizyrr to reply or even defend himself. She was pissed that he claimed to be Ceres's "boyfriend". There just wasn't any way! " What did you do? Trick her with some potion? Is that why she's acting that way? " The more assumptions came into Nyx's head, the angrier she seemed to get. It wasn't until some of the plants in the living room started to vouch for Drizyrr, saying that he was actually a good man. Well...all of them except Mr. Prickles, of course. The small cactus's voice seemed to over power the others since she had turned her attention to him. The two held a small conversation before she picked up the little guy and pointed at Driz. " He says you're pure evil! That you steal Ceres away from her Dryad duties time and time again! How dare you..."▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
☆ mood: Sleepxxx☆ company: Drizyrrxxx☆ house: 1118 Etoilexxx☆ ooc:
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 12:06 am
"Night never ending
The weapons we bring are our souls
You know, You know
You know what it means to feel real
So rise up, claim the sky
We fight, We fight
Night never ending.”Drizyrr ♞ Zaulyl He smiled silently as he saw Ceres fast asleep on the woman. It was even better when Nyx was trying to shuffle her around and put her to bed. He made no move to help, really he would have preferred seeing the woman fall flat on her a**, though of course he wouldn't let Ceres fall. The entertainment soon ended and was replaced by the slight pain of her pulling on his cursedly pointed elf ears, dragging him to the living room. She immediately started in on the accusations, never giving him a chance to reply, and each one got more and more ludicrous. He made no effort to respond, to do so would be to interrupt her, and that would just make her more mad. She seemed to be listening to the room, then turned her attention to the annoying little cactus. So this woman was a dryad was she? Likely then a relative of Ceres. The whole matter was becoming completely absurd, and there really wasn't a way he was going to get out of this.
He couldn't help but laugh, but at least it was quiet. "You don't actually care about what I have to say. You just want some sort of proof that I am horrible. I saw you listening to the other plants, and I'm quite certain they supported me. They at least said I was a decent person, maybe even said that I'm unflaggingly loyal to her and make her happy. But no, you wait to hear a dissenting voice and go with that one. Did Mr. Prickles also tell you that he is fairly young, and generally very vocal? That even she gets annoyed with his constant demands? Perhaps you should reevaluate your sources. As for answering your questions, I don't think I will. I doubt you have any intention of believing me, so any words I speak will be in vain. You make ask Ceres about it in the morning when she is ready for you. In the meantime, do as you please, but I ask that you not make yourself a nuisance." He stood up to walk away, but paused for a minute, "I suggest you work upon ameliorating that disposition of yours. I think it would hurt Ceres terribly if the two of us didn't get along. I have no intentions of holding anything against you. Civility will be up to you." He went back upstairs and to her room, shutting the door behind him. He probably needed to tend to her a little while yet. Just minor things like gently dabbing her forehead with a cool damp washcloth to help her cool down, and just general things like that. He figured there was a decent chance that Nyx wouldn't want him in here, but he would fight her on that."Long was the hour for the valiant knight that would ne'er be sick or slain
Lonely the bower in the candle light with neither kith nor kin
Storm clouds over the full moon raced, as he swung to the dapple grey
And man and horse to the westward faced on the eve of an All Saints' Day.
He's laid his hand on his hunting horn and with his dying breath
Has blown a blast to the blazing morn that would rouse the angel of death
High in the cusp of the starry night he heard his grey hawk mew
As out of the misty morning light his ghostly greyhounds flew.
Waillee waillee my noble lord who wakes me from my rest
There's none can heal the wounds of time that lie bloody on your breast" Funds: $280
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 12:07 am
Ｃ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ Ｓxxx Ｃ Ａ Ｌ Ｉ Ｓ Ｔ Ｏ ❀ The Protective Dryad ❀ Dryad Form: ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ Hearing him tell her off slightly, Nyx was honestly a bit shocked. Could he understand the plants? Drow didn't have that ability, so how would he know what the other plants had said? Whatever it was, she didn't trust it. Not in the slightest... " Hmph. So what? Don't be getting mad at this poor little cactus for exposing you! Him and I can see right through your little facade. We know what you are, Drow " Her eyes narrowed as they followed the man as he had vanished into Ceres's room. He was one bold dude, that's for sure. Just to make sure he wasn't up to no good, the woman followed right behind him, although once he had shut the door behind him, Nyx swung it back open. No privacy for them! He could've done some shady stuff to her sister, and that wasn't going to happen under her watch.
By the time the two had came into her room, Ceres had already managed to get out of her outfit besides her underwear. She was also sprawled out pretty wildly over her bed, which was normal when she was drunk. Upon seeing her half naked, Nyx swiftly marched over to her before Drizyrr could, and pushed him back a bit. " I don't think so, ya damn perv! You've got some nerve walking into a woman's room unannounced. She's half naked, for crying out loud! " Speaking of loud, her voice must've woken sleepy Ceres up, because the girl jumped slightly while wincing in discomfort from the sheer volume in Nyx's voice. " Ugh... Stop screaming... " Ceres muttered as she felt around for a pillow to cover her head. She still felt sick, even though her exhaustion was taking over. Why did she drink so much again? She could barely remember. " Oi, Why are you letting it even near you? You know Freya... " Before she could even finish her sentence, Ceres was quick to throw the other pillow at her, knocking her off of the bed. " Quit being mean to him, and his name is Drizyrr! Not "It"... If you don't have anything nice to say, then save it for the morning... My head's spinning and I'm honestly not in the mood, Nyx. Please... " Ceres's sister, was about to protest, but she honestly felt bad. Not for the Drow, but for Ceres. Maybe complaining and yelling wasn't really the best choice, especially since the girl was drunk and on the verge of a really bad hangover. " Fine... " Nyx got up and proceeded to head to the living room to crash on the couch. However, she did snag the baseball bat again, just in case if she had to use it on Drizyrr. ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
☆ mood: Sleepy / Annoyedxxx☆ company: Drizyrrxxx☆ house: 1118 Etoilexxx☆ ooc:
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 12:09 am
"Night never ending
The weapons we bring are our souls
You know, You know
You know what it means to feel real
So rise up, claim the sky
We fight, We fight
Night never ending.”Drizyrr ♞ Zaulyl He just sighed when she called him a drow. Yes, he could detect the hatred that she put in the word, but at the same time, that was what his particular sub-species of elf was called in the common vernacular. Basically, she had tried to insult him by calling him what he was. It would be like looking at a human and calling them a human. And of course she followed him back up to Ceres's room, he had sort of expected that. But he wasn't about to show that her actions limited him in any way. Seeing Ceres in her current state of undress, he knew he was going to get it from the interloper. "I'm the one in a stable relationship with her that includes romantic actions. You are not. If anyone here is a perv, it would be you, I believe. Besides, she is more exposed than this at the strip joint she works at. You know, the one where I am constantly fighting patrons who get a little too handsy. Because I care about her well-being and her safety." It would be childish of him to actually engage in an argument with her, but he could nudge and defend himself and insinuate instead. It would make him seem civil enough, and maybe make her look uncouth. And then Ceres spoke and made everything perfect. Even in a drunk and somewhat miserable state, she was defending him, telling off this other dryad who seemed to have it out for him. He said nothing the entire time, lest he pester Ceres or enrage Nyx, but rather stood quietly by her side as she asked Nyx to be quiet and stop referring to him as "it." He stayed right by Ceres's side as Nyx huffed and grabbed the baseball bat before leaving. "Thanks, love," he whispered to her before gently kissing her forehead. He sat down beside her and gently rubbed her tummy, trying to soothe it. "Try to get some sleep. I'll still be here when you wake up in the morning." He kissed her on the lips before moving off to the side where there was a chair in the corner. He took his jacket off, curled up in the chair, then draped it over him as a blanket. He quickly fell into a light sleep, but he was on high alert for Nyx, or any sign of distress from Ceres, so even the slightest of noises woke him almost instantly. At least then he was less likely to suffer from nightmares."Long was the hour for the valiant knight that would ne'er be sick or slain
Lonely the bower in the candle light with neither kith nor kin
Storm clouds over the full moon raced, as he swung to the dapple grey
And man and horse to the westward faced on the eve of an All Saints' Day.
He's laid his hand on his hunting horn and with his dying breath
Has blown a blast to the blazing morn that would rouse the angel of death
High in the cusp of the starry night he heard his grey hawk mew
As out of the misty morning light his ghostly greyhounds flew.
Waillee waillee my noble lord who wakes me from my rest
There's none can heal the wounds of time that lie bloody on your breast" Funds: $280
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 12:17 am
Ｃ Ｅ Ｒ Ｅ Ｓxxx Ｃ Ａ Ｌ Ｉ Ｓ Ｔ Ｏ ❀ The Protective Dryad ❀ Dryad Form: ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅ Now that Nyx had retired to the living room couch, Ceres sighed, finally feeling some type of relief. However, with Drizyrr mentioning her working at a strip club, or the fact that he's seen her wear less was most likely going to set her off in the morning. Oh well. Hopefully by then she'd get out of that cranky and disrespectful attitude she was in. Besides, there was no reason to be so mean and harsh to him! Yeah, he was a Drow, but what the hell did that mean? He was still a nice, sweet man to her. She'd be damned if she let something as little as specie stereotypes get in the way of her loving on him. Speaking of loving on him, why wasn't he sleeping next to her? She wasn't planning on doing anything too intimate like the last time. Ceres just wanted to cuddle! Also, sleeping upright in a chair definitely wasn't going to be good on his back, especially since he carried her all the way home. She wasn't gonna have that! " Driz... " The drunken Dryad mumbled as she shifted the white comforters to give him a space on her bed, slapping that said space with her palm a couple times. " You know you can sleep in my bed. Screw what Nyx is gonna think! I want cuddles, anyways... " Okay, she knew she kind of sounded like a brat with a temper tantrum, but she was looking out for Drizyrr's best interest. She didn't want him to wake up with more back pain than he already was gonna get. Ceres pouted some more before she crawled closer over to him, reaching over to tug onto his jacket. " C'mon... please? " ▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅▅
☆ mood: Crankyxxx☆ company: Drizyrrxxx☆ house: 1118 Etoilexxx☆ ooc:
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 12:20 am
"Night never ending
The weapons we bring are our souls
You know, You know
You know what it means to feel real
So rise up, claim the sky
We fight, We fight
Night never ending.”Drizyrr ♞ Zaulyl He was almost asleep when she called out to him. Frankly, he was tired and he had work the next day, so he needed his rest, but he had gotten Ceres into this mess, so he would help out. That and he would do anything for his girl. "You sure about that? I don't want you sweltering over there. And I get the feeling Nyx might be annoyed if she were to discover us." When she said to forget about what Nyx would say, he just shrugged. "I will let you take care of that then." It was true that even now his back was starting to seize up. He could feel it protesting as he stood up from his chair, but he did his best not to let it show. "Give me a moment to change then." Part of him, the whipped part, thought the best idea would be to stay as dressed as possible, and maybe try to move away once Ceres fell asleep. It had learned to fear all women, and didn't want a single one to be mad at him. But the part that was getting used to this world was telling him to wear very little, to take her as she wanted and to hell with what Nyx would think. In the end, he went with that second voice. He stripped down to just his boxers, then crawled into bed with her, immediately moving towards her. Even lying down, he could feel a dull throb in his back, and he knew in the morning it would be hell. But for now he could just deal with it. "Come on over. You know I have a hard time sleeping when I'm not holding you.""Long was the hour for the valiant knight that would ne'er be sick or slain
Lonely the bower in the candle light with neither kith nor kin
Storm clouds over the full moon raced, as he swung to the dapple grey
And man and horse to the westward faced on the eve of an All Saints' Day.
He's laid his hand on his hunting horn and with his dying breath
Has blown a blast to the blazing morn that would rouse the angel of death
High in the cusp of the starry night he heard his grey hawk mew
As out of the misty morning light his ghostly greyhounds flew.
Waillee waillee my noble lord who wakes me from my rest
There's none can heal the wounds of time that lie bloody on your breast" Funds: $280Relationship: Courting
Mood: Happy
Pain: ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎ ☺︎
Ooc: Wonder how confused she'll be in the morning?
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