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PostPosted: Wed Aug 08, 2018 10:54 pm


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PostPosted: Thu Aug 09, 2018 8:07 pm


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Once Ceres was able to convince Drizyrr to sleep in the bed and cuddle with her, she pretty much passed out as soon as she got herself into the Drow's arms. She stayed asleep deep through the night and even into the early morning. Usually, she was a morning person, getting up as soon as the sun was out, but since she had all of those drinks, her internal alarm clock was practically hitting the 'snooze' button constantly. Instead, the sleepy Dryad nuzzled her head further into Drizyrr's chest while her arms snaked around him, giving him a gently squeeze. He was just a big ol' teddy bear to her; so comfy and warm. Last night's events tired her out so much that she honestly forgot that Nyx was still in her home. Her half-asleep mind thought it was just her and her teddy bear.

On the other hand, Nyx was already wide awake and annoyed already. The crap that the Drow said to her last night was completely unacceptable. Even
though he protected Ceres during her shifts at work, the thought of him being their in attendance while her sister...stripped and danced was what was bothering her the most. " Hmph. He probably just hogs her all to himself... Does he touch and grab at her too?! Ohh...He's gonna get it! " Nyx thought as she paced around in the living room. Why weren't those two up yet? She knew Ceres usually woke up early in the morning, but maybe she had a hangover and couldn't move? A soft sigh escaped the woman's lips as she made her way into the kitchen to not only prepare breakfast, but to make that herbal tea for Ceres, too. Freya taught her how to make the nasty tea and she knew the other Dryad was going to hate having to drink it again, but if it got rid of her hangover, then so be it! At least she'd have breakfast ready for her whenever she woke up as well. Nyx knew the girl liked to eat, so a big hearty breakfast was what she was going to make!


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PostPosted: Thu Aug 09, 2018 11:10 pm


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"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



It gave him confidence, the way she curled up against him, making herself so small in order to bask in his warmth and protection. He knew that in a battle, she would be the victor, she was stronger, more powerful, and probably more cunning than he was, yet in this moment, she put that all to the side and sought him out. He soon fell asleep as well, her warmth filling his soul with peace. Being with her was the only thing that ever seemed to work for removing his guilt. Alcohol helped some, but it was very temporary, and sometimes it just made him focus on the bad things even more. For the most part, he didn't think of the murders or acts against humanity he had committed, not while he was with her, which made him all the more scared that she might one day find out who he had been and what he was capable of doing. He would have to tell her at some point, it was only right, but not while that other dryad was here, she was trying her best to screw him over already.

In the wee hours of the morning, before the sun had even begun to come up, his typical calm began to ebb. A nightmare was brewing. In it, he saw himself from the outside, going about his daily business, but he also noticed small glistening strings. They were so thin, he could understand why his dream self wasn't noticing them, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not alert his dream-self to this threat. Further back along the strings were tiny black widow spiders, stalking steadily towards him. So it was spider web that they were upon, and in tracing it back, he saw the torso and head of his most recent ex-wife, except her body was now that of a giant black widow. Just like Llolth, their patron goddess. His ex-wife looked straight at him, not the dream-self him, but the real him and smiled maliciously. "Soon enough I shall see you again, dearest. You ran away so quickly, did you not like our guest? Well, it will be just the two of us very soon. Then we can finally end this affair the way it should be ended." She threw something at him, and it struck him in the chest, waking him instantly.

Once awake, he tried to reassure himself that it was just a nightmare, but his skin was covered in a cold sweat, his heart was racing, and his chest hurt terribly. From where he was, he couldn't tell if there was a physical wound, but he doubted it. Not really her style. Afterwards, he knew he wouldn't be able to fall asleep again, the only thing he could do was hold Ceres close to him and wait for her to wake.



"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"


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PostPosted: Fri Aug 10, 2018 12:04 am


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Nothing seemed to wake Ceres up until she heard the quick pounding of Driz's heart thumping against his chest. She had to almost force her eyes to open to see what was going on. Was it a nightmare again? The first time she had witnessed him have one, he almost sliced her up with his dagger! However, it must've been something a little less...intense, but it was still concerning, nonetheless. Her head was killing her! It almost felt like her head was caving in slowly, but she still showed effort to see what was up with him. " Drizzy...? Are you alright? " Ceres didn't dare try to pick her head up, but her hands reached up to stroke his face lovingly. She felt the thin layer of sweat against his face and tried to wipe it away as best she could since she had a hangover. She eventually crawled upward a bit just to place her forehead against his own. " Your skin feels cooler than usual... Nightmare? " She nuzzled her face into his, giving him a couple soft kisses here and there. Her loving wouldn't be as vigorous in her state, but she still wanted to smother him like the usual.

It seems as though the little nightmare situation would have to wait since Nyx busted through the bedroom door...once again. In hand, she had a tall glass of orange juice and the tea cup filed with the black medicinal tea. It would help with the hangover, but it most definitely wouldn't taste good. " Love fest is over. Drink this. You need to get this part over with before breakfast gets cold! " Nyx was definitely a helicopter parent... or sibling. Either way, she felt the need to look after her younger sister, so she would. Even though the two of them were in a very exposed state, she would wait to make her little comments and judgments about that. Of course, upon seeing the tea, Ceres wrinkled her nose up in disgust and tried to hide under the covers before Nyx had pulled them off of her. " Drink. " Nyx was a bit more stern this time, but she eventually got the cranky Ceres to drink the nasty tea and then rewarded her with the orange juice.


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PostPosted: Fri Aug 10, 2018 12:40 pm


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"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



Had his nightmare managed to wake her up as well? That was quite a feat if it had. But then again, he could practically hear his own heart racing, so maybe that was what had done it. He caught one of her hands and kissed it, before letting go so that she could slide up to be level with him. "Aye, just a nightmare. Nothing to be afraid of." But that wasn't what it felt like to him. It had felt more like a premonition, or maybe even a warning. That would actually be like her, to warn him of her arrival so that his fear and dread had plenty of time to percolate. "I didn't mean to wake you up. Go on back to sleep if you want, there's nothing really the matter." He could tell she must have felt awful, normally by now he would be absolutely drowning in affection, but instead she was holding back a little. Even if it wasn't as much smothering, he could feel just as much care in them. He wrapped an arm around her and began gently stroking her hair. It was a beautiful moment, shame some loudmouth had to come in and ruin it.

He moved a little away when Nyx burst into the room, but mainly he silently scolded her for being so loud when she had to have known that Ceres was having a horrible hangover. It would have been nice to have been warned that the intruder was going to barge in. He could have lived with her seeing him shirtless, but the no pants part was annoying, at least the covers were still over him. He went ahead and sat up in bed, though he made sure to keep the covers over himself, yes he was clothed, but he didn't want Nyx to see so much of him, they didn't have that sort of relationship. Even from a distance, he could smell the tea, and it was decidedly unpleasant, but he probably could have lived off of that well enough. He tried to coax her to drink it, a countermeasure against Nyx who was using more brute force.
"You should probably drink it. I know it probably tastes bad, but I hear it works well. And I know you don't want to feel bad all day." It was kind of like caring for a child, working with her, but it was still adorable and not so similar as to weird him out. For now, he would let Nyx do all of the bossing, but he was always by Ceres's side, in case a gentler approach was needed.


"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"


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PostPosted: Fri Aug 10, 2018 1:06 pm


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After chugging down the horrible brew, Ceres coughed a couple times as she tried to force the rest of it down. Her body knew it was supposed to help her, but the taste was honestly too much to handle. It would've forced it back up, but since she quickly started to drink down the orange juice, it flushed the tea back down to her stomach. " Ugh! Something that gross tasting should be a crime! " Almost immediately, the tea seemed to be doing it's job. Her headaches were gone and her stomach pain went away, although she was still feeling a tiny bit nauseous from the tea. The reaction from Ceres only brought a chuckle from Nyx. " You haven't changed a bit, Little-Willow. Get dressed and come down for breakfast... " Her blue eyes slightly side-eyed Drizyrr a bit before she rolled them slightly. " You too... I suppose. " That was about as nice as she was going to get with him. She just didn't want Ceres to kick her out for being too mean on him, so she guessed she'd have to play nice for now. She was just about to leave them until she heard what Ceres said next. " I'm not eating. I'm on a strict diet. "

A diet? Since when did dieting become a thing for her? The brutish woman turned slowly with a dumbfounded look on her face. " Diet? I'm surprised that word is even in your vocabulary! Since when did you get the idea that you needed to diet? " Her glance soon shot over at the Drow before she looked back at her sister. " Listen, if he told you to be skinnier, then don't listen to the b*****d. I'll be damned if I'm gonna have you skip a meal for him " Now she was pissed. There were somehow more reasons for her to dislike him, even if they weren't true. At this point, she was done with this whole dieting conversation and headed down to the kitchen once again. " I'll give you 4 minutes to get dressed and get down here. If you're not coming down, then I'll force you down here, got that? " Yeah... the calm and collected approach definitely wasn't going to be Nyx's go-to.


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PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2018 10:25 pm


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"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 stayed over on his side until she started making faces from having to drink the tea, then he moved just close enough that he could rub her back to try and soothe her. He nodded when Nyx included him in the breakfast invitation, though he wasn't sure if he was really up to it. He kinda felt like hell. He didn't even think much about it when Ceres mentioned that she was on a diet and wouldn't be eating (though he doubted that not eating was a good idea; ) however, it seemed to trigger something in Nyx. Of course she blamed it on him, as if her sister couldn't possibly want to change herself, that she was a constant and any change had to come from an outside source. He bit his tongue for now, but if he ever got another chance to talk to Nyx in private, there would be a stern lecture. Some small part of his mind told him to get out and hide until Nyx was gone, that he was merely a man and should never stand up to a woman. But most of his mind knew that while he was inferior, he was in Ceres's possession, and he was not even worth being labeled a lowly male if he did not stand up against any that would attack her. As soon as Nyx stormed out, he sighed and turned his attention to Ceres. "Well, that was pleasant. Nothing like being threatened with an invitation. To hear her talk, it's as if she thinks you still a child. Well, I won't force myself into this. If you want someone to stand beside you, I will always be there. I will do whatever you want me to." He tried to straighten up a little, but his back gave him an adamant no. It was too tense and frozen in position, he would need a bit of work to it to get it moving right. Couple that with the inexplicable pain in his chest, and he sort of just wanted to stay right where he was for a while. "I guess the first issue is the diet. I don't mind going downstairs and telling her that you refuse and don't appreciate being told what to do in your own home. But...I'm not sure that I ever really understood why you started? Explain it to me, please, so that I can know how best to help." He was definitely going to be looking for some key phrases in her explanation. Mainly, he wanted to ascertain whether it was something she was doing because it bothered her, or if she was doing it to conform to what other people were doing.


"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"


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PostPosted: Sat Aug 11, 2018 11:02 pm


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The way that Nyx was talking to Drizyrr was really infuriating to Ceres. She had no clue why she made up all of these false accusations and theories about him, but she was going to have to stop it soon unless she wanted to get kicked out of her house! Once Nyx had left, Ceres grumbled a bit with annoyance before she turned her attention onto the Drow. It was obvious that he was in pain, so she just assumed it was his back. Even though she was against it, Drizyrr did carrying the drunk girl all the way back home from the Shimmering Starfish. Hell, he even took care of her afterwards, even though her sister did nearly try to kill him with a bat. Since he took care of her, she'd take care of him. That sort of seemed to be their own little pattern as of late. Whenever one wasn't in a good state, the other would take care of them until they got better. It was a pretty fair thing. Crawling over to her dresser, Ceres rummaged through the drawers before she grabbed a medium sized tin that had some of the herbal mint balm. It was the same stuff that she had used on him before, so she figured it would help soothe his back back. " Let me massage your back for you. I mean, it's the least I can do since you carried me home. " Even if he was going to refuse, she was going to do it anyways. She wouldn't feel right if she just left him and his back the way that they were.

She went ahead and sat behind him, opening up the tin, releasing all of the minty goodness. Taking some of the balm, she rubbed some between her hands to warm it up before she gently started to massage it into his back. Ceres started at the shoulders first before she eased her way down to his lower back. Her soft hands moved about all over his back, kneading away knots and anything else that caused some discomfort. " Nyx has treated me like this for all I can remember. I still have no clue why she's so mean to you, though. It's not like you did anything wrong. Don't be afraid to tell her off! I know for a fact that sometimes she just needs to get knocked off of her high horse, so do what you need to do... as long as you don't use you daggers or other sharp things.... " It wasn't quite clear whether or not they would go as far as to physically fight, but she just hoped that it wouldn't come down to that. Anyways, as soon as Drizyrr asked her about why she felt the need to diet, her hands froze for a second. The main reason was because she was getting picked on by a couple of the girls at work. But there was no way she'd admit to that! She didn't want him to fight her battles for her, nor did she want him to think that she needed more protection than he was giving already. Instead, she chuckled awkwardly and continued on with the massage. " Oh no, it's nothing serious. I just think I should lay off of eating food like a wild beast! I think the food I had last night should last me, calorie wise, for a couple of days. I'll just eat something small, like an apple or something. "


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PostPosted: Mon Aug 13, 2018 11:17 am


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"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 watched as she walked over to the dresser and grabbed a tin. He wasn't sure what was in it until she opened it up and he could smell the mint wafting through the air. "I'm not too proud to accept and be thankful for your offer. I didn't prepare it correctly last night, nor did I take the proper steps to relax it before going to bed, so it is a bit cross with me. Not having to pay for that trespass is always appreciated. Besides, it would not be very becoming to walk around like a little old man all day." She seemed to appreciate the fact that he at least didn't look old. It probably would have been awkward courting him if he actually looked as old as he felt, even if she was probably older than him, she hadn't travelled far in her lifespan, whereas he had travelled most of his. He wasn't sure if it was the mint working or just the fact that she was massaging his back, but soon he regained his ability to move without his back crying out in pain. It didn't sound like much, but it was a huge step for him.

On the one hand, he was a little jealous. He had never had anyone care for him quite like Nyx cared for Ceres. But then again, it felt stifling as well.
"I can understand her hostility towards me, it is fine. I just wish she gave you more agency. You aren't a child, and you can take care of yourself well enough. I fear if I leave you two alone for any length of time, she will have you in diapers or something." He was just joking about the last part, but the sentiment was authentic. Sure Ceres had a naive and innocent side, but that didn't make her any less of an adult, and for Nyx to be treating her like a child, it was downright disrespectful. "Drow don't have the greatest of reputations for good reason, so I can see why she wouldn't trust me. I wouldn't trust another drow, that's for sure, so why should she?" Hell, if he was someone else and knew his past, he would never trust him. The only reason he trusted himself now was because he knew he didn't want to be like his past self ever again, never wanted to commit the same atrocities.

When she froze up the way she did at his mentioning the diet, he grew suspicious, but she quickly replied with something that seemed like a valid reason. He was still a little suspicious, just a feeling down in his gut that told him there was more going on, but he wouldn't push it.
"That's fine then. I just didn't want you to be doing it because you felt any sort of outside pressure. When it's just you and me together, it doesn't seem to bother you so much, that's all. Kind of made me worried." He leaned back against her a little, "I love you for you. I don't care how much you weigh or what form your body takes, so long as you are happy with it. You can be heavier than you were, same as you were, lighter than you were, whatever, so long as it feels right to 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"


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PostPosted: Tue Aug 14, 2018 12:07 pm


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Ceres continued to massage the Drow's back as if she were kneading bread. Firm, yet gentle hand motions and squeezes. It was honestly quite relaxing for her, and especially for him, too. She listened to the comments and opinions that he had of Nyx, and she honestly chuckled when he had mentioned the diaper part. " I hope she wouldn't go as far as to put diapers on me! But, In the past couple of centuries, I have gotten her in trouble before. I mean, as an older sister, one of her responsibilities was to watch over me. You can't really watch over a kid that can easily disappear within 5 seconds. " Yup, Ceres was definitely a high energy kid. Hell, she probably still was all high energy, sometimes, but she honestly felt like she had calmed down a lot since then. Hopefully she wasn't too much trouble for Drizyrr. The Dryad knew she got hyper and really spontaneous sometimes. He probably knew that from when they first met. But she'd hate to be a burden on him. She already felt pretty guilty about last night. It was kind of irresponsible on her part to go all out and go crazy with the drinks; she knew what her limit was, yet she still went further beyond that.

As he leaned back into her a bit, Ceres stopped with her massaging and just wrapped her arms over his shoulders, giving him a light squeeze. He really was a good man, Drow or not. " That shouldn't matter, though! You've been nothing but good since she showed up, so she has no reason to treat you like that... You've been nothing but a gentleman! " The slightly irritated woman gave a light 'hmph' sound at the end before she nuzzled into him a bit. He really was special to her. Ceres honestly wouldn't know what to do if he had vanished from her life. They hadn't really said "I love you" too much since being together, but that didn't meant that she didn't feel that way. " I love you, too. Drow traits and all. " She probably loved him too much - if that was a thing. It wasn't as crazy as loving him so much that she tried to keep him a way for everyone else. That's too much like treating him like a pet; a mere object. However, if she were given the option to shorten her lifespan to save him, then she'd do it, no questions asked. He was someone who was dear and precious to him, much like Nyx was. Ceres pressed her lips against his neck softly, then soon trailed them over until she reached his own lips. Once she had parted, the girl chuckled as she released the Drow from her arms. " We should probably head down there before Nyx starts to chew you out more. "


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PostPosted: Tue Aug 14, 2018 7:15 pm


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"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 wouldn't have been surprised if he fell asleep while she was massaging him, but he managed to keep awake. "Yeah, but how long do they keep an eye on you? It isn't for you entire life, is it? Mine ruled me until I was about nine, then I became the family's property until I was sixteen. After that, all they cared about is that I didn't screw things up. So I know that drow society is different, but it can't be that different, can it?" Given that he didn't say what exactly his relatives did to raise him, he didn't think it could be so different. Had he mentioned that it was mostly training and harsh discipline was involved, then he imagined it would be very different. He probably would have disappeared as often as he could have back then, except he would have been too afraid of the punishment, that and his sister worked him so hard, by the time the day was over, he was usually exhausted and ready to sleep in his little nook by the stove. At least it meant he rarely woke from nightmares, he just slept straight on through them, rarely moving a muscle. If only he could do that now. "I can definitely imagine you running off like that. Just because you were curious, I would assume."

Of course Ceres had a point about the whole don't judge a person by their species thing, but he was a drow. Did he really deserve the benefit of the doubt? Especially after what he had done in his past? He didn't really think so, so why was he getting so annoyed when Nyx was constantly berating him? His back was finally in good enough shape that he could move around a bit, but still he just relaxed back against her. "Drow traits and all, huh? Well in that case, know of any infants or small children that I might sacrifice to the Spider Queen? Just kidding, only the priestesses do that. I'd probably get cursed if I tried." Even if he was just joking, the mental image burned into his brain once more, and he couldn't help but hate his own kind. Who could possibly do something so brutal to someone who had not yet offended anyone? Never again would he let such a thing happen, not if he could help it. He shook his head, trying to make the image go away. Her kisses drove the dark thoughts away for now, but they were still lingering in the deep recesses of his mind, waiting for him to be alone. "Probably a good idea, before she decides to get a more dangerous weapon than the bat and use it against me. Let me just change first." He got up and pulled on his pants, but left the shirt just draped over his shoulders. With how his chest was still feeling, he didn't want the constriction.


"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"


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" Heh, I was always curious, according to Nyx. I'm pretty sure I've calmed down from all that by now! " Ceres probably thought that she was completely different than she was as a kid, and to some degree, yes she was. But when it came to her being curious all the time, her sister would beg to differ! Anyways, after hearing that Spider Queen joke...or what she had hoped was a joke, she kind of awkwardly laughed. If it was a joke, it was definitely morbid and dark. However, something in the back of her mind was telling her that it was true. The Dryad didn't think that Drizyrr would do such a thing. Maybe his ex-wives or mother-in-laws for sure, but not him. He was sweet and kind to her, so doing something as horrible as that seemed to be out of the question. She managed to get that thought out of her head as she went ahead and got herself dressed. By dressed, that meant just a t-shirt. The woman was in her own house! If Nyx had something against it, the nshe would have to suck it up! Besides, it was too hot for pants anyways.

Once the two were dressed enough, they made their way down to the kitchen where the smell of the delicious food held a tight grip onto Ceres's senses. Almost like an antsy kid at Christmas, she scurried to the kitchen to see the plethora of food made by Nyx herself! When did she learn how to cook like this? Was she not afraid of fire? ...Maybe her own fear of fire was just a personal thing and not a species-wide fear. She was honestly kind of jealous. Nyx had the qualities of a good wife! Ceres on the other hand seemed to be good at being eye-candy or a quick nurse if she had her healing powers charged up. " Finally! What took you so long? " The other complained as she handed Ceres a full plate of food. There were pancakes, some sausage and even fruit! Ahhh~ The smell was so tantalizing that it made her drool a little. As much as she wanted to devour the whole plate, she couldn't. At the bar, she ate enough for 3 people! That was already way too much, so she placed the plate onto the counter and made the walk of shame to her fruit basket, picking up a single apple. Her stomach was hating her for her poor decision, but she munched away slowly at her red fruit. " I-I said I was on a diet, Nyx! " Ceres tried to make it seem like she liked her choice in a single apple for breakfast, but in all honesty, she was dying inside. The food look so good. She couldn't believe she was giving all of that up...for a damn..stinking..apple...


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PostPosted: Thu Aug 16, 2018 9:32 pm


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"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



Once she was ready to head downstairs, he hooked arms with her and escorted her. It was a bit overdramatic, but he wanted to make a front of solidarity, maybe that would deter Nyx from getting after him any more. As soon as they got near the first floor, he could smell the pleasant aroma of a variety of dishes wafting through the air. He would have thought it would have allured him, but at the moment he had no appetite. Probably still worried about that stupid nightmare. When Nyx reproached them for taking so long, he just smiled and explained. "Just getting ready. Figured you wouldn't be too keen on us appearing still drunk with sleep and disheveled. Besides, we had a few matters we wished to speak on, nothing that would interest you." He was fairly impressed when Ceres turned down the plate of food offered to her and went with the apple instead. Now that she had positively stated she was doing it for health reasons, he would support her efforts to lose weight, though he knew in this instance, it was probably going to earn him backlash from Nyx. He wondered if it would get so bad that Nyx would throw him out of the house? It was Ceres house, but Nyx seemed to have a rather...dominating personality. He didn't doubt that if she really wanted him out, he would be gone. Oh well, if the only thing she was going to do was glare and deny him access to the breakfast, the joke was on her. He had received enough glares in his lifetime that even the most burning ones did practically nothing to him, and he wasn't really feeling up to eating anyway. Probably any other punishment she could throw at him would just wash off as well. That was definitely one benefit to being old and experienced. He did take a seat at the table though, the furthest one from Nyx that he could find.

The pain in his chest would have been a pleasant distraction, but it was not nearly as strong as his worries. Maybe in time he would be able to sort things out and determine whether his ex-wife's words were just the fabrication of his mind, or if there was some sort of truth to them. He would have to think about it on the sly though, he didn't want Ceres finding out about it. If his ex-wife did come here, everyone would be better off if she didn't think he was in love with someone, if she focused all of her wrath on him.



"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"


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PostPosted: Fri Aug 17, 2018 9:32 am


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The whole gentleman act wasn't something that Nyx was buying, regardless if that was how he really was or not. Seeing the two come down to the kitchen together with linked arms made the other Dryad roll her eyes a bit. Whatever. That wasn't going to be her main focus at this point. Right now, she was going to tackle the diet problem head on. In all of the centuries knowing and dealing with Ceres, she knew for a fact that a "diet" wasn't something that she had done before. While she watched her take a couple bites out of the apple, Nyx rested on hand onto the counter while the other was placed on her hip. " Okay, a diet for what? What don't you like about yourself that you need this change? " Her tone was a bit different from before. It wasn't her usually accusatory voice; she was actually trying to pinpoint the issue in a critical manner. She actually kind of talked like a therapist. " I-It's for health reasons! " Ceres twiddled her thumbs a bit as she had tried to avert eye contact. While it was a valid reason, Nyx could see through the bullshit. Besides, she knew her sister wasn't a good liar. She'd start crumbling after a little while. " Alright, health reason, huh? Are you having heart problems? Difficulty breathing? Honestly, Ceres, you're a curvy girl but that doesn't mean you're fat. Besides, when you diet properly, you eat healthier foods, and you work out. That's the healthy way to diet. "

Nyx let out a deep sigh while Ceres was in the corner nervously sweating. She was honestly hoping that she wouldn't ask her about the specifics of why she wanted to diet. Who would admit that they were doing it to appease their work bully? That was embarrassing, and she didn't want her older sister to think of her more like a kid. What if both Nyx and Driz went to work with her to confront the person? She wouldn't be able to handle that much tension...! As Ceres stayed quiet, practically trapped in her flood of thoughts, Nyx shook her head and started to separate the one plate into two. Honestly, the food portion that Ceres was able to eat was enough for two people, so she just decided to split it between the Drow and her sister. " I'm not gonna pester you about it, but I do expect you to tell me on your own time; when you're ready. " Once she finished dividing up the food, she handed one plate - although reluctantly - to Drizyrr and the other to Ceres. " You still need to eat. If you starve yourself you get weak, and when you get weak, you get sick or die. " It was a bit of a morbid reasoning, but it was honestly true. Starving yourself definitely wasn't the way to go about losing weight.


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PostPosted: Fri Aug 17, 2018 2:17 pm


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"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 listened to the conversation with decided interest. Hearing the two of them talk, it was obvious that she was hiding something, but what would be so bad that she would lie to both her sister and him? Did she not trust either of them, or...? Nyx and he both were very protective, probably violently protective, if he was being honest with himself. Was she keeping quiet because she didn't want them to get involved? If so, then that would mean it was either something she wanted to do on her own, an adversary that could cause significant harm if taken out, or an adversary so powerful that if either of them went up against her, they would be destroyed. Given that body shape was the issue, he highly doubted that the third option would be it. Evil overlords probably wouldn't care about that sort of thing. That left either a boss or a small timer. Which the more he thought about it, pointed more and more to her work. While he kept an eye out for a lot of things, he wasn't constantly on top of her, and he would never go back in the dressing rooms. Stuff could happen back there. Much as he hated thought, he would probably hand his theory over to Nyx and enlist her help on solving the issue. Maybe they could even get it done covertly, though he had a sinking suspicion that word did not exist in Nyx's dictionary.

He accepted the plate though he really wasn't hungry at all. It would be a bad example if he didn't take it, after what all Nyx had said about proper dieting.
"She has a point. Not eating will just make you hungrier and hungrier until you go crazy and binge. It is decidedly unhealthy and will reverse all of your work. If you want, after breakfast we can go on a walk or something. Shouldn't be anything to strenuous right after eating though, that's not too good for you either." It was hard to imagine him as the soft gentle one in a situation, but apparently to Ceres he was. He just couldn't bring himself to say a hard word to her, couldn't make his tone harden like it naturally tried to do when he talked to others. She was his weakness, that's for sure, and she gentled him with her presence. Good thing there weren't usually many combats around here, he would lose his edge so quickly. Though apparently his edge increased when he was defending her, at least against minor threats. It was hard to imagine what he would be like after a year with her, saying he made it that long.


"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"


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