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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2016 22:35:59 GMT -8
With the child collapsing in the grass in exhaustion, Sunil made a flop and a roll with a heavy huff nearby to mimic her. The mention of lunch brought his head up.
Hunt for them. Feed her.
He let out a low growl, a bestial thing that didn't indicate hostility or anything in particular she might determine... save for possession, maybe...? Sunil had to forcibly right his mind and shake the thought away in a physical and mental aspect. What in the world was that? He lost focus on his surroundings for a minute, and snapped back to attention when he heard the child giggling. They were already over at the blanket, and he stood up to pace over there on heavy paws.
When he came to sit beside her he let the form wisp away in smoke to reveal his human shape once more. He looked over the display of food she had prepared and smiled - at her indication to indulge, he felt a bit of that wild instinct take over. His hands went to open the jaw of the strawberries and he slipped a piece out, which he brought up to her lips in offering.
By then, it was too late. He realized how forward and probably ridiculous he was acting in doing this, and blushed immediately. But rather than be rude, he kept he offering up for her to accept - but made damn sure to avoid meeting her eye. What was wrong with him today?
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Alystin Dalael
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Roleplay posts: 163 
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 24, 2016 22:45:24 GMT -8
That growl coming from Sunil's placid form surprised her, but as Alystin looked over toward Sunil, she didn't look afraid - merely curious. What had produced that reaction? Seeing him shake his head, she arched a pale brow, wondering what that was all about. Rather than ask aloud, though, she turned her attention back to Eli, who was babbling happily as she ate, waving her little fists about with chunks of chicken and greenery clasped in her little fingers. She gestured toward the cup, and the woman raised it, allowing her to take a few greedy swallows before the hungry toddler turned back to her meal.
Alystin looked up after setting the cup down again to find herself being presented with a slice of strawberry. Her breath caught at the oddly intimate gesture, and she glanced over at Sunil. Seeing he wasn't even looking at her, she raised her free hand and gently touched his wrist, trying to draw his gaze back to her. The moment their eyes met, she leaned in and gingerly plucked the bit of fruit from his digits, blushing vividly when her lips accidentally brushed his fingertips. After chewing and swallowing, she gave him a bashful smile, and spoke quietly. "Thank you. I usually end up waiting till she's asleep to eat myself."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2016 22:56:42 GMT -8
He watched her accept the offering, and almost forgot how to breathe. Next he went through a series of mental slaps trying to drag his brain from the primitive and primeval gutter it was trudging about in. If she could hear his thoughts, she'd certainly hear a number of strings of curses. Just the simple brush of her lips to his fingertips made him shift where he sat, adjusting to deal with a means of discomfort and keep decency in order here.
He looked to the child when mentioned and focused on her - she made it easier to try and dismiss the tempting thoughts running rampant around his skull like loose animals. Plus, Eli made him smile. "Aye," he replies in a gruff tone, almost guttural. He clears his throat before trying again. "But yeh should eat, Alystin. Th' wee one's eatin' - she's a'right. Yeh should keep up wit' lookin' afte' yerself."
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Alystin Dalael
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Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 24, 2016 23:05:55 GMT -8
Entirely unaware of poor Sunil's current predicament, Alystin simply gave him a warm smile, and chuckled softly. "Have you tried to eat and feed a youngling at the same time? That's asking to end up with food in your hair. Trust me on that one. Besides, I don't mind waiting." She looked back to Eli, who had eaten almost all of the food in her little jar, and was again gesturing toward her drink. Alystin raised it so that she could drink from it, then set it down again when she was full. Still, she dragged the bag of crispy potato slices closer and grabbed one, popping it into her mouth.
It didn't take long for the toddler to start getting drowsy again with a full belly, and her mother took advantage of this fact, gently rocking her and humming as she set aside the mostly-empty container and began to clean the food from her face and hands with a rag. Within minutes, Eli was out cold, and Alystin breathed a silent sigh of relief, before placing her on the blanket with her toy horse clutched in her arms. Moving a little further away so as not to disturb the girl, Alystin flopped onto her back with a quiet 'oomph'. She was tired! This had been a very trying day. Promising herself that she would eat in a moment, she took this opportunity to relax and gaze serenely up at the sun-dappled leaves overhead.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2016 23:22:02 GMT -8
Sunil remained very calm and quiet, eyes firmly set on the child until she was put down for the afternoon lunch coma. When Alystin laid back in the grass his attention was distracted and he glanced over to where she lay. He caught himself staring, and - much more embarrassing - he caught himself licking at his lips a bit. Food. That's what the problem was. He fought to convince himself of this fact and reached over to pluck out a few pieces of the potato crisps, eating those quickly. His gaze came about face as he swallowed those down, and he struggled to find something else to focus on.
He saw the lavender blooms and cursed them. It had to be those flowers that were causing his shift. And, of course, seeing them made his thoughts return right to the Drow. He was getting really uncomfortable and restless sitting here, but he strained himself to remain calm. He forced himself to slow his breathing to deep heaves, trying to keep his mind blank. He just had to get it under control... whatever it was.
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 25, 2016 11:03:52 GMT -8
Blissfully ignorant of Sunil's staring, or his current struggle, Alystin breathed a happy sigh as she lay there, basking in the warm afternoon sunlight and pleasant company as she listened to Eli's breathing. She was pondering a quick nap herself when her stomach twisted, insisting on being fed. Huffing a quiet laugh, she sat up, and looked over at Sunil as she reached for the sandwich makings. What she saw made her pause, her expression immediately filled with concern. He looked strangely uncomfortable. She had to wonder, why? Was it something she'd said, or done? Ignoring food for the time being, she scooted herself closer to him, ducking her head slightly as she attempted to catch his gaze; when she spoke, her voice was quiet, but filled with concern.
"Sunil? Is something the matter?" She instinctively reached out for him, but stopped just shy of making contact, worried that her touch may somehow exacerbate the problem, whatever it might be. Chewing anxiously on her lower lip, she began to pull her hand away and lowered her gaze to the blanket spread out below them. She always managed to mess up good things. Zek had accused her of being bad luck and a killjoy, and sometimes she wondered if that weren't true. Had she managed to make him change his mind? Had he decided that a woman with a child that wasn't his, wasn't worth the trouble after all?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2016 23:14:25 GMT -8
Why did her voice trigger the animal in him like that? He couldn't keep denying this - the tiger part of his very being was acting on instinct. That had to be it... and it was the biggest conflict to the sense of dignity and decency in him. He wanted to do this right... he liked her. Really. She was so sweet and gentle, a good person at heart - she deserved the world.
The more he dwelt on it, the more uncomfortable he became in his own skin. The overwhelming desire to mate was driving him mad. At least seated where he was with his knees up and almost to his chest, he could keep the obvious physical ailment out of view so long as she didn't get too close into his side. The question of concern tugged at his heart despite what her voice alone was doing to him. He manages a tight smile and turns it over to her, shaking his head briefly.
"Nah, lass - nothin' th' matter. Jus' a lil'... lil' res'less, is all. Aye be a'right." He would manage to extend one hand towards the nearest bowl of food and nudge it to her - an indication for her to continue eating.
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Alystin Dalael
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Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 25, 2016 23:27:56 GMT -8
Hearing him speak, Alystin hazarded a glance up, her gaze meeting his. Why didn't she believe him? Still, the woman was too polite to call Sunil on what was almost obviously a lie, so she let it go, even if a mixture of disbelief, suspicion, and hurt flashed through her gaze before she turned away from him. "If you insist." Despite her body's need to eat, she had absolutely no appetite now.. but she knew if she didn't eat, she'd hate herself for it later. Sighing and with an obvious lack of interest, she set about hastily cobbling together a sandwich. Once it was completed, she ate it rapidly, in small but quick bites.
When she was done, she left the food out for Sunil to partake if he wanted, then pushed herself to her feet and moved over to the spring. "Please, help yourself, Sunil. I always make too much food for just me." As she went, she rolled her sleeves back, then sat on her knees beside the pool of clear water. Reaching downward, she washed her hands off with languid gestures, before cupping water in her hands and raising it to her face. Gently splashing the water on her features, she then slid one of her hands below her trailing braid, putting some of the cool water on the back of her neck with a contented sigh. She repeated the process, and practically forgot Sunil was even there as she idly tugged aside the collar of her dress, trailing wet fingertips over her neck and collarbone. It was a little warm in the afternoon sun, and the cool liquid felt so nice.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2016 23:58:25 GMT -8
He could see she wasn't buying his response... and seeing the disappointment in her expression crushed his heart. It actually brought his desires down a peg or two, seeing her like that. He watched her eat with a fallen expression, and his gaze continued to follow her as she moved towards the spring. And... oh, by the spirits... he watched her partake in cooling herself down with water, watching every drop roll over her skin and dampen her hair and dress where it met.
Now he had a problem. His jaw was slack open, and a quiet choked sound came out as he tried to express in words to no avail. The expression could only be described as hungry.
No. No. NO. NO. NO.
YES.
There was another monstrous growl - just as possessive as the first - and he moved with the speed and power of a predator from where he sat. If she managed to turn her head in time, she might catch a blur of motion colored in blue hair and pale skin. Provided she didn't evade his motion, of course, he would be upon her back in a second. Thick, powerful arms would come around both sides of her as his head came to bury his face into her right shoulder. The motion through his head alone would attempt to all but shove her to turn away from the pond and put her completely on solid ground. Regardless if she was on all fours or lying flat, he would press his very body against her own, palms clenching painfully onto tuffs of grass on either side of her - shoulder to shoulder, hips to hips.
Needless to say, she would be able to feel what was ailing him at this point. And his breaths came out in hard rushes, laced with the purr of the tiger. Despite the rippling muscle, large size and powerful definition, his voice was almost broken and pleading and very, very soft in her ear.
"... tell meh t' stop... tell meh now... Aye... Aye'll go 'way fer now... come back later... ... jus' tell meh t' stop..."
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 26, 2016 0:12:24 GMT -8
That growl made her tense, and her head whipped around as eyes opened, just in time to let her see Sunil rushing toward her. Only barely, though, because in a flurry of motion too fast for her to fully comprehend what was happening, Alystin felt her balance shifting and flailed about, just managing to catch herself on hands and knees before she got a face full of grass and dirt. And Sunil was.. wait, what was he doing? Her mind whirling, she realized that he was pressed along the length of her body, his larger form dwarfing her smaller one, and he was...
"Oh, my." The words were gasped as she felt exactly what had brought this on. Heat filled her cheeks, and she had to struggle with the instinctive urge to move against him, to satisfy the sudden heat that flared low in her belly. She swallowed convulsively when he spoke, and bit down on a whimper when the breath of his words brushed against that hypersensitive ear; it was a battle just to understand his words. But then they sank in. He wanted to.. oh. But Eli was right there.. but she wanted to... Alystin breathed a frustrated sound, then forced herself to speak.
"..I.. I don't.. but I know that I need to..." Turning her head, she gently nudged Sunil's cheek with her nose, then slowly exhaled a sigh. "I need you to stop. More than that, I need you to come back to me. Please, promise me you'll come back?" There was a pleading note to her voice. If he didn't come back, she would break. He'd already managed to chip away the shell around her heart and work his way into the damaged appendage. She knew that it would just break all over again if he left and she never saw him again.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2016 0:26:49 GMT -8
His primal instincts were screaming in fury at her request for him to stop, but the part of him bound to his heart was singing at the same time. His fists clenched even tighter as another low growl rumbled in his throat, threatening to rip the grass out of the ground. But he manged to release one and it dove into a pouch at his belt with rough, uncoordinated movements. He manged to rip out a leather cord that carried two fangs on it - a pendant, that was very dear to him.
The hand bearing it came back to her own on the ground, but despite the effort it was taking to restrain himself - which was causing him to tremble throughout his entire being - he gently pressed and urged to push the item into her hand. He hoped the gesture would be enough that she understood, in addition to the feather-soft brush of his lips over her cheek. "Aye will," he breaths, an almost guttural sound low in his throat.
With that he made one single bound from atop her, landing off to the side in his beast form and tearing off through the garden in a frenzy. He needed to get far away from her and find something to hunt before he completely lost it.
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Alystin Dalael
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Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 26, 2016 0:49:46 GMT -8
Hearing that growl in her ear, and feeling it against her back, made Alystin shudder. It was so primal, so wild, so.. delicious... No! Focus, Aly. Shaking aside the thoughts she shouldn't be having, she glanced down at her hand in a very puzzled manner with Sunil pressed something into it, but she curled her fingers around the item, gently brushing his hand as she did so. She had no idea the item was important, although she suspected it carried some story, given that he was giving it to her. This with the press of his lips to her cheek and his quiet response eased much of her fear. She gasped when he abruptly jumped away from her, and she watched with wide eyes as he took to his feline form and fled.
Slumping bonelessly to the ground, Alystin felt her heart hammering in her chest. That had been so.. so.. intense. She was trembling as she pushed herself to her feet and staggered back over to where Eli slept. It was purely instinctual that she pulled the cord over her head, nestling the claws against her body with a gentle sweep of fingertips across their smooth surfaces. She moved about in a daze as she packed up the food and put it back into the basket, then flopped down on the blanket. There would be no more getting work done today. In fact, she'd wait for Eli to wake up, then go back to her shop. She'd just have to come extra early the next time she came out here, and leave Eli with the nice lady next door so she could devote all her attention to working.
About two hours later, the toddler stirred, and Alystin bundled her into her arms. Carrying daughter, basket, and blanket, she marched back to Isra. She needed to think.
<Exit to Isra>
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Alystin Dalael
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Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 26, 2016 13:03:49 GMT -8
<Four days later>
It had been a restless series of days for Alystin, filled with dark dreams that no amount of lavender could dispel. Finally, she could put it off no longer; she returned to the garden just as the sun was starting to peek above the horizon, alone, and with weariness painted across her person. She'd left Elianara with the woman who ran the shop next door, promising to be back by sundown, and walked out of the pre-dawn city. Her hair was twisted back into a loose knot at the nape of her neck, and she wore a simple dress of pale purple wool, a trio of baskets hanging from her arms and one hand. Unlocking the gate, she pushed it shut behind her and moved through the pathways, admiring the gleam of dew upon flowers and plants as she made her way toward the spring. Once there, she set down the baskets and got to work. She had a lot to make up for, what with the.. distractions of the other day, and how she'd left early. The claw necklace was still hanging around her throat, tucked between her skin and the fabric of her clothing. It was comforting, to feel it so close to her heart.. although a large part of her was convinced Sunil wouldn't be coming back. Her heart ached at the thought, but she accepted it.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2016 17:41:39 GMT -8
Sunil would be curled up in the shade of a tree in the garden when Alystin finally arrived. His ears perked up first before the rest of his head followed - a pair of tired but hopeful eyes lighting up when she came into view. His tail flicked a bit in anticipation, but he remained quiet - a little nervous to reveal himself. Their last encounter had been... wild. There wasn't another word for it. Even though things didn't get the chance to spiral completely out of control, it got pretty close.
Instead, he lay his head down upon his crossed paws and watched her through a half-lidded stare, purring quietly - remaining in the same position he had taken up over the past two days. She really was pretty, especially in the rays of the dawn. She had a natural beauty... and one that didn't fade upon having a child. Her figure was lovely, and he would very much like to hold and snuggle and nuzzle her until she giggled. Yeah... that would be nice.
Struck with a playful idea, he struggled to crawl his large form as sneakily as he could manage across the ground... which was extremely difficult for a 220 pound, overgrown tiger to do. She would certainly hear the rustling of the grass beneath him as he scooted and wormed his way like a dog towards her - and should she spot him, he had to look ridiculous.
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Alystin Dalael
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Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 26, 2016 17:51:38 GMT -8
Despite being wrapped up in her work, Alystin was very alert. Years of living alone - or being dragged into adventures with the trouble magnet Zekoj - had made her learn to be very aware of her surroundings. She'd felt a prickling on the back of her neck that made her feel like she was being watched, but dismissed it. She could not, however, ignore the sound of rustling grass. The Drow woman froze, her heart slamming against her ribs, and tilted her ears, trying to pick up where the sound was coming from. It definitely wasn't just the wind in the grass.. it was too regular, and none of the tree branches were moving. Gripping her trowel tightly in one hand, she turned slowly toward where the sound was coming from.. and blinked. It was..
"..Sunil?" Her voice was breathless, filled with a mixture of disbelief and happiness. He'd come back? Joy surged through her, so potent that she trembled, and sank back so that she was sitting with her legs curled to one side, the trowel falling from her hand and landing with a dull thud on the grass. Both hands raised, tucking against her chest, one of them fishing the claw-bearing necklace out and gripping said claws in her little work-worn fingers. Those eyes searched over his form, wondering if she was imagining this. Did she dare hope that it was really him? A small, unsteady smile appeared on her lips as it seemed more and more likely that, yes, this was real. He was there. He really had come back to her.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2016 18:00:27 GMT -8
He'd been spotted - and he paused when he noted her expression shift. She hadn't been expecting him and had actually been a bit scared, but then there was the sheer look of joy and disbelief in her face. After a moment or two of watching her to make sure she didn't up and bolt, he began to properly crawl towards her on those big paws with his body hovering low rather than being dragged.
When he was right next to her he let out a quiet sound, perhaps a means of saying hello, before resuming the purring. And then he decided to get a little bold - at least she couldn't see him blush with all the fur. He would push up against her and nuzzle his large, furry head against her own, nuzzling her and pushing more and more. He had devolved into that of a lovable house kitten, complete with tucking his massive form right up against her when he came to rest on the ground beside her. He just hoped she didn't mind, because right now he wanted to cuddle her until the sun kissed the opposite horizon. He really missed her, even after just a few days - and it showed in his affection.
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Alystin Dalael
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Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 26, 2016 18:33:43 GMT -8
The open display of affection, even if he was still in his tiger form, surprised Alystin to no end. Her eyes widened when his head nudged into hers, nuzzling intently, and she laughed softly - only to squeak in surprise when a particularly vigorous push sent her toppling over onto her back. Deciding that this was perhaps not such a bad development after all, she stretched her legs out, and found herself being cuddled by a very big Sunil tiger. Rolling onto her side, she nestled up to him as close as she could comfortably get, and draped her arm across his neck, curling it up so that she could reach up behind his ears and gently rub and scratch. As she did this, she nuzzled his furry face, even pressing a tender kiss to the tip of his big wet nose.
"I'm so glad you came back. I was afraid you wouldn't." The words were sighed happily as her fingers sifted through his thick, dark fur with its astounding blue patterning. Those aqua eyes were half-open, gazing at him past a thick fringe of snowy lashes as she smiled. His purr was rumbling against her body and it was so strange, but in a very nice way. "Not that I doubted you.. it's more a low sense of self worth. I still find it hard to believe anyone could want me. The one lover I ever had abandoned me multiple times, the most recent one being after Eli was born. At first he didn't even believe she was his, but then when he finally accepted it, he ran away. Chose to die rather than be with us, because he didn't love me anymore and didn't want to be a father. And I'm babbling. I'm sorry. I don't know why. I guess I just feel comfortable talking to you."
Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment as she made herself shut up, and focused instead on nuzzling her face into the thick fur of his neck. He was so warm and soft and strong and she absolutely loved how safe she felt, cuddled up to him in the serene mostly-silence of the garden. There were birds chirping, the wind rustling softly, stirring the fine hairs on the back of her neck and making her shudder slightly. She breathed a happy sound and spoke on a quiet murmur. "You make me feel so safe.. I've never felt this protected and secure before..."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2016 18:47:52 GMT -8
Sunil went very still, his purring fading into silence, after her rambling ceased. He remained quiet until well after she finished speaking, but he stayed extremely close to her - to keep her warm and safe and near. But after what he heard... it made the fur on the back of his neck stand up. And every hair along his entire spine to the tip of his tail. Well, at least in a metaphorical sense. Her former mate did what?
After a while in the awkward silence, his black fur melted away to vanish like dust on the morning breeze - leaving the powerful man lying along the length of her being and still very, very close. One arm was tucked under his own head, the other at his hip. The free one would come around to bring a gentle hand to her cheek, caressing the skin gingerly in a soothing manner - a contrast to the look of horror and disbelief in his own expression.
"Lass. Aye... Aye'd never do tha' t' yeh. An' is a good thing 'e dead. 'Cause Aye'd be huntin' 'im down if 'e was, jus' fer doin' that t' yeh... wha' kind o' man abandons two pearls like they nothin'? Rotten bastard," he growls, a rumble deep in his chest that obviously displayed his dislike for the man. " 'e died... but Aye'd die fer yeh, Alyst'n. Aye'd fight a drag'n t' keep yeh an' Eli safe." He leveled a very powerful and serious gaze upon her, the blue gems hardened in resolve. This was a hearty thing to promise... but something told him he would. As dumb as the idea was to some, he had to believe that... maybe he found his mate in this world. And it was this lovely lavender stalk in the garden, prettier than any of the others, lying beside him.
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Alystin Dalael
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 163
Age: 68
Physical Description: As with most of the Drowish people, Alystin is very short of stature, and as a result, she is a minuscule 5'. Characteristic of the dark Elves, she has dark-colored skin, a very deep shade of grey that is nearly black, and her hair is pure white, falling to her shoulders. Her eyes are very expressive, and are a bright shade of aqua. She has a delicate bone structure and pointed ears.
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Clothes and Equipment: Most often, Alystin wears simple dresses of plain wool, in varying shades of blue, grey, and green. She has a couple of finer ones made of silk, but those are kept for exceptionally special occasions. Generally, there are a few items usually to be found on her person, consisting of a worn brown leather satchel that contains several items. Among these items are a book of handwritten notes, an inkwell and collection of quills, and a leather bag with separate compartments, in which she usually keeps various kinds of plants and herbs.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Feb 29, 2016 1:04:23 GMT -8
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Post by Alystin Dalael on Apr 26, 2016 20:21:01 GMT -8
Alystin blinked when his purring ceased. Had she said something to upset him? Oh no, she knew she should've shut herself up sooner! Now she'd gone and ruined a beautiful moment. She was frowning when Sunil abruptly assumed his human shape, and she gasped, her cheeks coloring when she found herself face-to-chest with a very half-naked Sunil. Her arm withdrew from where it had been draped across his neck and instead joined its twin in curling anxiously against the hollow of her throat, while she pulled back a bit and looked up at him. She relaxed a fraction when he caressed her cheek, relieved that she apparently hadn't angered him.
And then he began to speak. She listened to what he said, and a look that was combined shock and deep affection formed on her face. He... She didn't understand. How could he promise such things? They barely knew each other... Yet her heart swelled with the strength of her feelings for this beautiful man, who would say such wonderful things - and mean them, she could see the sincerity, the depth of his resolve, in his eyes. Overcome with emotion, she reached up with a trembling hand and brushed her fingertips shyly against the strong line of his jaw as she breathed his name. "Sunil..."
Alystin had never been impulsive. She was a thinker, a planner. She liked to consider every aspect of something before taking action. All of that went out the window in that very moment as she slid her hand around to the back of his head and pressed herself as close to him as was physically possible. Tilting her head up just a bit and coaxing his own to tilt downward made it very easy for her to do what she did next.. which was to press her lips to his in a shy kiss that was positively overflowing with her feelings. It had been more than two years since she'd kissed someone, and even though she had loved Zekoj for a time.. it had never felt so right as this tentative, tender liplock with Sunil did in that moment. The sense of coming home swept through her from head to toe, making her shiver.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2016 20:36:12 GMT -8
Oh dear, that kiss... the feel of her soft lips against his own made his breath catch in his throat. He didn't resist in the least and made very subtle motions in return to her embrace. His hand gently cupped her cheek with that hand and ensured she was pulled closely to him, for full contact of their lips. He felt just a touch of fire rush across his skin as they connected, but it was nothing compared to the fiery passion from a few days ago. Right now... it was all thoughtful sensation. And when she shuddered, he rolled in as close as he could get - at least he was warm and could keep her from getting cold again.
His other hand came out from under his head and slipped beneath her own head - to run his fingers through her hair, and effectively start tugging it down from the pin that it was set in. She had such soft and gorgeous hair - white as fresh fallen snow in winter. With this hand occupied in caressing the strands and petting her scalp, the still one at her cheek moved as well. It came to rest with palm open and to her accessible hip - fingers gingerly brushing over the cotton that clothed her skin. He made no hasty moves, and the kiss occasionally broke only to begin anew again - but there wasn't a rushing hunger. Here and now, he only wanted to bask in her presence and feel for her beneath the skin rather than upon it.
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