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 Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 5:52 pm
Just Another Type of Game, Love... This is a Private RP thread for Hana's Blackjack and my own Venati. Yep, that's right! The Top Two Flirts of Pride Lands are about to meet! Please do not post unless specifically invited, and enjoy the read! ^.^ Here's the sexies...
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 5:56 pm
Venati lounged in the sun, basking in the golden light. White coat bright against the emerald grass, she glowed softly, the paleness of her matching well with her bold maroon markings. Much like red wine spilled on fresh snow, was Vena's appearance, cool and intoxicating. She was a Spirit, given a second chance at life by the merciful lord of death. She was a Mother thanks to him. She was the mother of three beautiful young cubs, quickly approaching adulthood.
She wanted more beautiful children. She wanted to get back to her favorite game.
Flirting.
Casting alluring eyes across the plains of emerald grass, she searched for a suitable target. "Come to me, oh lovers fair... Against me you haven't a prayer.. Come to me oh lovers true... I promise I'll be good to you..."
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 6:53 pm
Blackjack strode slowly through the lands, his prescence preceded by the soft, subtle twinkling of bells with every step. He hummed a light tune to himself as he went, tail twitching slowly in sync with the beat -- if you could call it that. It was a strange, random little ditty, clearly made up as he went. Almost chaotic, though still charming and precise in its own way. Much like the lion himself from time to time.
Still. A walk in the sun with a song in his heart (and seemingly on the tip of his tongue) was all well and good, but it held naught a candle to --
The beginnings of a foriegn (and undeniably lovely) voice reached his ears, quickly bringing Blackjack's typical grin into place. That. He slunk towards the source, smile growing just a touch brighter. Aaah... rhyming. One of his favorites! "Oh me, oh my, what's this I spy?" he murmured as he slunk into sight, dipping his head in a bow. From behind the cover of his mask, he spared a glance at the female -- and ever an appreaciater of beauty, he certainly wasn't dissapointed.
To be fair, he knew very little of spirits. Even the ghost stories he'd woven back in the day, he'd not believed to be any more than tall tales. But he did notice a particular radiance to this female, an alluring light that only served to further enhance the beauty of her intricate markings. Positively stunning.
These lands truly -did- seem to smile in his favor. 'Let's see if the odds do the same.' It was one thing to spy the prize at the end of the tunnel. It was the game itself that truly made it worthwhile.
"I do so hate to pry, but to dismiss such a compelling cry... though I'm no Prince Charming, not so noble nor dashing, I could not help but be drawn to a lady so utterly ravishing."
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 7:13 pm
Tilting her head so his words floated easily to her, Vena gave a soft smile. Well, here was charm itself! What luck had she! Listening to the chiming of the bells, she watched the male with half-lidded eyes and a drowsy smile.
"Charm you have, I'll give that to you.. But your flattery is most untrue.. I'm but a ghost, a mere shadow... Truer beauty surely you must know..." She smiled widely and flicked an ear. "Greetings Silver-Tongued Wanderer, what do they call you? "
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 4:15 pm
"I've seen many a beauty, from land to sky of purest blue, " he purred, lifting gaze enough to continue peering at her through the ever-concealing whites of his mask, though his head remained low. This lioness was surely one to speak of charm; she herself seemed to hold it in spades! "Each lovely in their own dear ways, through and through... and m'dear, do not doubt that the same can be said for you."
He took a light step forward, another ring of the bells tolling lightly through the air. "Your words are too kind for a scoundrel like me -- and from such a lovely ghost, sure to haunt many a dream. Blackjack's my title, be it rather plain, " he murmured, pausing to chuckle. "I'd be most honored, m'dear, if mayhaps you'd bestow me your own precious name?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 4:55 pm
"Blackjack your words are most kind, and much truth in them I find... Most call me Venati." She murmured and bowed her head. "It is a pleasure to meet you."
Tilting her head at him, she gave a gentle flick of her tail. "What brings you out to the Waderer's Lands, Blackjack?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 8:22 pm
"Venati... , " he echoed softly, as though testing the name's feel as he said it aloud. "Beautiful, unique... most befitting of such a stunning lioness." He swooped down into a low bow again, "The pleasure, m'dear, is all mine."
This time, he rose, the would-be charming grin perfectly in place. "Simply doing the name justice, Lady Venati. I grow restless if I stay idle for long. So much to see, so much to do -- " He paused, cutting himself with a jingling shake of his head. "But enough of my ramblings. Might I ask the same of you, m'dear?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 12:41 pm
Venati smiled. "I'm a Spirit, and as of yet, I belong to no pride... For a time I visited a dear friend in his, but as my cubs are nearly grown, I find it is time for me to wander again."
She gave a dainty shrug and a flick of her tail. "And so, here I am."
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Posted: Sat Apr 14, 2007 3:12 pm
(*pokes this for Hana* This ish a fun RP! Don't let it die! gonk )
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