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 Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 2:39 pm
It was much, much easier to travel now with Imari at her side, or under her rump as it were. Ichil was able to pack heavier and make the trip to Tivrod much more quickly than before Kiyelt had helped her tame the beast. She was also getting much better in the crowded cities, but there was no place around the logging village to really show it off, especially with Kiyelt living out as far as he did.
As she came upon his campsite, she called out to him.
"Oh, Lover Boy!" she called with a laugh, "Are you here?!" Hopefully he was, because if not she might have just invited in some trouble.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 2:57 pm
Kiyelt stuck his head out of the tent aware that she had caught him in his underwear...well he had been doing laundry..but there was no hope for it now. He stuck a hand out of the small tent and grabbed a pair of damp shorts to toss on...in the heat they would soon be much more dry. "In here my precious! Just a moment." He called while hopping on one leg trying to get the coldish fabric up over his thighs and but...he used to be a scrawny thing but not anymore..he needed better clothes. Norcrest and Iniu called out in joyful greeting to their long lost clan members who had been gone for a while. They proceeded to sail around her and Imari in a display of aerial affection..which quickly turned into bantering play.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 3:06 pm
Ichil only laughed harder when Kiyelt called her his 'precious' and shook her head. When the sailscales came to greet her she grinned to them and waved. She had always been partial to the female of the pair what with her fiery swirls, but they were both members of Kiyelt's family and thus worthy of equal love. When they devolved into playing she simply minded her hair and approached the tents. As she hopped off of Imari's back, the janarim snuffled at the ground to try and find her buddy in Skyyaii.
Ichil began to untie and unstrap bags. Her father had given her a rather elaborate riding saddle for the creature to more evenly distribute her weight and allow her to carry more things. He had watched her curiously as she left with it. Did her love expect her? Well, no, but that was the nature of their relationship.
"Where are you?" she called out. She heard him, but wasn't sure from where the voice was coming.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 3:12 pm
"In your new tent trying to get my shorts up if you must know!" He called gleefully. He wriggled into them finally and came striding out pretending to look regal and together. "Over here, I thought it would give you the best view of the place while being in part sun and part shade." He swiped some dust off the canvas and tried not too preen too much. It was lavish for a tent and huge 15 feet wide and 40 feet long, truly something to remember and it could be moved wherever they wanted it. Inside were tons of red throw cushions and blankets with a few black pillows tossed in because he felt like it. Low benches would allow for additional seating, and large pads near the back made up beds. "Your palace awaits, my sweet Ichil." He pecked her on the cheek, still grinning, while she was untying countless things from Imari.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 3:17 pm
"Oh, did I catch you at a bad time?" Ichil asked with a giggle. Apparently it hadn't been too bad because he did emerge from the tent after all. His strut in only a pair of wet shorts made her laugh again, and she shook her head. So he had taken her seriously on her mention of another tent, and look how large it was! She plopped her bags down and leaned into his cheek kiss, then took his hand and went up on her toes to kiss his cheek in return. She marveled at the tent. Sure, it was nothing like the manor, but her expectations had come to change since knowing the Beast Tamer.
She beamed at the care taken for a simple living space and went up on her toes once more, this time kissing Kiyelt on the lips. "It's beautiful."
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 3:40 pm
"Not as beautiful as you, but I'm glad you like it." He scooped her up and carried her inside. "Over here is where I stored all your spices in these shelves, extra blankets are over here, and all the pillows you could ever want." He set her down so she could explore to her hearts content and he could watch to his. "My home and my heart is yours. Technically though this whole tent is yours."He leaned against one of the poles nonchalantly and simply smiled.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 3:43 pm
"Oh, you flatter-AHA!" Her sentence had been cut short by Kiyelt hefting her up and she laughed delightedly. Her arms wrapped around Kiyelt's neck as he brought her into the tent proper. She watched as he explained where everything had gone and then pit her down on her feet. She slipped off her sandals and wandered through the pillows, swinging her skirt and looking everything over. He seemed to have attempted some interior decorating in here. How nice!
"Mine?" she asked, turning back to Kiyelt with a grin on her face, "You will join me at night, won't you?" She liked sleepovers, and not for any malicious reason. It simply felt wonderful to wake up in someone's arms. She had never had that before.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 4:58 pm
He bowed with a flourish, "Of course, if you will let me, sweet Ichil." He mumbled quietly but loud enough that she could hear him, "Please let me." He was happy that she seemed to like it, he really had tried to make it lavish and beautiful for her, if she had to be away from home he wanted her to be as comfortable as he could make her without building her an entire castle. This would be bright and warm for them. He stood and snagged her, she just looked so cute swishing her skirt like that, like she wasn't a great archer now. He kissed her and started to giggle. "I'm so happy right now, I can't stop."
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 5:07 pm
Ichil threw her head back and laughed. When snagged, she wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed him back, then grinned up at him. Each day she spent in his presence reminded her how special he was, and how it was worth the long-distance trek every time she wanted to see him. She stroked his hair and then wrinkled her nose cutely and scritched his beard. She didn't really keep long nails any more what with the crossbow, but they were just long enough for a pleasant scratching sound.
"I'm glad!" she replied, "I'm happy too. Which, speaking of, do you think you're ready to meet the parents, hm?" She raised her eyebrows and gave him a look that showed she presumed he would be terrified.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 5:12 pm
Kiyelt pressed his face into her hand and purred contentedly his eyes glazing over slightly. "Mmmmm," then still humming he rubbed his face all over hers like an overly large blue cat. "Parents? You think they are ready for all of this?" He gestured to himself.. "Well you know with more clothes," he smiled. "I know what I want, and what I want is you. They will just have to accept it when I keep coming back right?""So yes I think I'm ready at your disgression."
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 5:19 pm
Once again Ichil laughed. She seemed to do a lot of that with Kiyelt. Of course it wasn't like she never smiled at home, but he brought something more innocent out of her. She ran her fingers through his hair again and kissed his cheek.
"No, I don't," she admitted, "I may have failed to mention you were of a more Zenan heritage? That was all a part of the plan, though. An older man, a beast tamer, a tent on the outskirts of a small town. I think that was about as much as my father could take." She grinned.
"However, my sister is due to be married, and I wouldn't be caught dead without a date." A Zenan date. Oh my, how the heads would turn. She beamed at the thought.
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Posted: Sat Jun 25, 2016 6:18 pm
Kiyelt stepped back, "I can be more fiery, watch." he shimmied his shoulders back and forth in a swift manner. "See? Totally fire. And for the record I'm not that old.""I will accompany you of course, I'd do anything for you Ichil." Besides a wedding would be fun, and her father couldn't draw and quarter him in public...hopefully. "Will there be dancing?" He asked eagerly, he liked weddings..or at least the dancing at the weddings. That was always the really fun part, even better then the food.
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Posted: Sun Jun 26, 2016 11:27 am
Ichil laughed and clapped her hand over her eyes.
"Oh yes," she said, "Very fiery." She shook her head and let her hand drop. "Oh, yes you are. You old, white-haired geezer." She was teasing, of course. Kiyelt had had that white streak from childhood, she'd bet. It didn't look like age, just like a little inherited abnormality. She took a strand of it and winked to him before letting it go.
"Oh, good. I'm glad. I'm sure my father wants to meet my mysterious suitor," she said then, taking Kiyelt's hands. "Yes, for certain. After the ceremony there will definitely be dancing, and good quality music too."
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2016 9:43 am
Kiyelt snorted forcefully, "Oh yes so much grey, I'm shriveled don't look." He grinned a blazing smile at her, which if she loved him like he loved her she wouldn't be able to look away from. All a part of the evil plan yes. "I'd be delighted to meet your father, we will just tell him that I'm an Oban who went for way too long a swim and that is why I'm blue." "I really look forward to the music, and the dancing, and holding you all night long." Kiyelt leaned in and claimed her lips again. He was in his happy place.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2016 2:32 pm
Ichil laughed loudly, and when he grinned she couldn't help but grin back. It was a strong yet adorable expression that caused her nose to rise and her eyes to crinkle. She reached up again and took the strand she had tugged and brushed it behind Kiyelt's ears. They were so beautiful, so graceful in their slender points. Her ears were rather boring in comparison.
They kissed.
"You know," she said, pulling his arms around her and beginning to sway, "My father has been trying to strike a deal. It's not guaranteed yet, but he decided that since I spend so much time out here, it may be better if the cave is protected. I bet the young men in Tivrod would like to earn some extra guard shifts."
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