Sidarin Ves
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Roleplay posts: 151 
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Aug 13, 2016 18:25:33 GMT -8
It doesn't take the long for the water to boil. Once it has he pours it into two cups filled with medicinal herbs. It wouldn't be the best tea, but it'd be good for their throats and lungs. He breaths in the vapors with relief. He hands one cup over to Cat.
"I'd offer you some milk or honey for it, but I have neither. One of the downside of living out in the woods like this."
With the tea done he moves a large pot over the wood stove. Then he sets about preparing a stew. He really should add some new recipes to his repertoire. Once the pot is simmer he comes over to sit next Cat. Laying a hand to rest on her leg and closing his eyes.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2016 17:54:59 GMT -8
Catriona took the offered cup in two hands, letting out a soft sound to announce her contentment as she felt the warmth through her hands. Breathing in the steam that wafted from the hot beverage eased part of her discomfort. When Sidarin came back after setting the stew pot to simmer she shifted over to ensure he had plenty of room to sit - even on this little cot.
Something about his hand resting on her thigh gave her a sense of security. She brought the cup up and took a sip, stomaching through the bitter taste for the healing grace she felt afterwards.
An awkward silence fell over the pair of them for a few moments as Catriona struggled to find something to say. Rather, what was proper to say.
"... I'm sorry, Sid. For dragging you into that mess," she murmurs, tilting her head to stare at the wall.
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Sidarin Ves
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Registered: Apr 5, 2016 17:20:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Aug 14, 2016 17:59:15 GMT -8
Sid shifts to look at Cat. She really was beautiful. He'd always thought so, but had been so blinded by stubborn pride he hadn't seen it right away. Too busy being a jack ass. Taking a sip of tea he shakes head and says quietly.
"You did what you thought was right. I went with you because I thought it was to. You have nothing to apologize for."
He falls silent for a moment. Then he turns to stare at the wall. He wants to say something to her, but isn't sure he has the courage. Finally he says keeping the same low tone.
"What would you do if someone told you they loved you?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2016 19:22:10 GMT -8
The question brought her attention around quickly, where she was staring at him with a stunned expression. If someone said that to her...
"I... ... I don't know," she murmurs, hardly able to find her voice. She takes a moment to clear her throat, trying to find volume again. "W-Why would you ask that?"
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Sidarin Ves
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Registered: Apr 5, 2016 17:20:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Aug 14, 2016 19:32:12 GMT -8
"I... No reason. Just a thought."
Sid shifts uncomfortably and winces. That was an awkward lie even for him. It wasn't that he was sure he loved Cat. It was just his emotions for her were so strong and they seemed to be getting stronger. Was it love? Or was it just infatuation? He wasn't really sure. He had never been in love before how did you tell? He liked her, liked spending time with her, liked talking with her. But was that was just because he wanted to... make love to her again? Or was it a deeper feeling? He really didn't know. He just knew that he'd never been more frightened than when he thought he might lose her. Still staring at the wall he says in a voice that is barely more than a whisper.
"I just thought... I might be... you know... falling... in love... with you."
The words get progressively quieter as he speaks. Turning into a barely coherent mumble by the end.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2016 19:45:07 GMT -8
She wasn't able to pick up the last bit of his sentence. He just kept growing more and more quiet. She stares at his profile while he keeps his gaze fixed to the wall - he looked... he had to look about as nervous as she had been. Was he just as unsure? Did he have the same drawing feelings to her as she was developing to him?
What if the pair of them were just too embarrassed to admit something to each other?
She mentally slapped herself - her pride didn't need much more of a battering. Yet, it was becoming less and less of a prominent issue as she thought on Sidarin. For now... she would simply shift closer to him on the bed, and tilt her head over to rest upon his shoulder. It felt right. She didn't do anything more - simply make a comforting contact.
"... are you thinking about... us? Maybe?" she mumbles, cursing herself for her voice failing her again. She sounded so quiet in her own ears. At least with her being that close to him, maybe he heard her. She wasn't sure if that would be good or bad.
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Sidarin Ves
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Registered: Apr 5, 2016 17:20:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Aug 14, 2016 20:12:04 GMT -8
Sid is a little taken aback by the shift in Cat's position. After a moment though he lets out a content sigh, resting his head against hers. So his rambling hadn't scared her off. That was good. When she speaks he has to strain to hear her, but he does. He guessed she hadn't heard him, he had gotten very quiet at the end. It takes him a moment to respond, keeping the same awkward level of volume. Still this time she was close enough that she should be able to hear the single word.
"Yes..."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2016 2:30:10 GMT -8
Somehow hearing that simple, single-answer response eased her mind. So... he was thinking about the pair of them, too. Even going so far as to think that he was... doing that. As much as she refused to admit it... she had been toying with the thought, too.
Knowing he was as conflicted and confused as her eased some of her concern. She didn't move, save for scooting just a touch closer to him. She found her voice, albeit low. But at least she was clear.
"... me, too."
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Sidarin Ves
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Registered: Apr 5, 2016 17:20:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Aug 15, 2016 10:28:17 GMT -8
Sid stiffens at Cat's words. So she was dealing with the same mess of emotions. What did that mean? What did they do? He didn't know eventually he decided to do what he wanted to. In this case that was pulling Cat into his lap and holding her in his arms. No words, no other actions. Just feeling her soft weight against his chest.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 17, 2016 17:03:42 GMT -8
Catriona didn't resist in the slightest, but rather moved in tandem to crawl into his lap and ease to his body as he hugged her close, taking care to keep her cup upright in both hands to avoid spilling it on either of them. Right here, right now - this felt right. And it eased her more than the tea was doing. Her cheek pressed to his chest, she eased her eyes shut and exhaled deeply - almost seeming at rest in the comfort of his embrace.
Indeed, no words needed to be said. His actions, and hers, spoke volumes.
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Sidarin Ves
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Registered: Apr 5, 2016 17:20:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Aug 17, 2016 18:42:51 GMT -8
For a long time he just reveled in Cat's weight against him. Occasionally drinking from his cup of tea. Sipping at it awkwardly as he had to bring it around her head. Still it was worth the awkwardness to have her there with him. A few moments after the tea was finished he'd speak again. His voice just a quiet as before. As though he was afraid that if he spoke too loudly he'd break a spell they were both under.
"So I guess we are... we are trying this. Trying us. That... makes me happier than I've been in a long time."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2016 3:14:43 GMT -8
"... is this as new... as awkward, for you as it is for me?" she mutters, just as quietly as he had. Yet, in this tiny cabin it echoed loudly in her own ears. She had completely abandoned the tea in her hands, letting the cup rest in her lap as she didn't dare to move in his embrace - as if to leave it would shatter this little world of comfort.
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Sidarin Ves
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Aug 21, 2016 8:42:00 GMT -8
Sid chuckles lightly at Cat's question. He cranes his neck and kisses the top of her head.
"Yeah it does feel a bit awkward doesn't it."
He had to admit she had a point. It was all new and wonderful, but it was good. He is just a reluctant to move as she is. Right at that moment there was nothing else to worry about. Things were good. Unfortunately the smell of simmering stew was enough to finally shatter it. He murmurs into her ear.
"Foods ready. We need to get up."
Even as he says this, he makes zero effort to actually get up.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2016 4:05:32 GMT -8
His words offered more comfort than she had thought. She seemed to relax further into him, curled up perfectly in his lap with a single hand at rest upon his right pectoral, her head upon the left. His heartbeat was a very soothing sound.
He whispered to her about food, and she made a very soft sound in response - did she sound disappointed? But she nods gently and would carefully crawl from his lap to let him move from the bed - where she would move to take a seat at the table, her cup still in hand as she eased into the chair.
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Sidarin Ves
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Registered: Apr 5, 2016 17:20:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Aug 24, 2016 6:41:10 GMT -8
Sid lets out a slight groan of protest as Cat gets up. As much as they both needed to eat, he didn't want to. He just wanted to sit there and hold her until the world ended. Still that wasn't really practical. So he gets up and pours out two bowls of hearty venison stew. Then he grabs some hard bread from their stores. With this they have a filling and fortifying meal. Dipping his bread in the gravy he softens it then takes a bite. That first bite ignites his hunger and soon he is tearing into his food with a fervor.
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Sidarin Ves
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Registered: Apr 5, 2016 17:20:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Nov 13, 2016 13:29:03 GMT -8
Sid was sitting in front of the cabin refletching some broad head arrows. He was going boar hunting today and they were good for that. He and Cat had been living together for almost two months now and they were falling into an easy pattern. He was honestly a bit surprised by this, his people were by nature nomadic but settling down with her had proven to be a natural and easy fit. He knocks an arrow and gets to his feet, sighting down the shaft he eyes a target a few dozen yards away. He exhales slowly and releases the string, it flies true and impacts dead center.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 13, 2016 17:53:40 GMT -8
Catriona didn't really feel like getting up. Not at all. At least the slight bit of nausea had faded with some tea, but she still felt tired. But Sid had talked about boar hunting, and she thought maybe the exercise and fresh air might help her feel a little bit better. With some major mental coaxing, she manages to crawl out of the bed and find her leather armor and boots to fit them out.
She would emerge from the cabin just a few moments after he tested the arrow in flight, her bow slung over her shoulder and quiver in place at her hip. "Nice shot," she mutters once she comes up behind him, offering him a small smile.
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Sidarin Ves
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Registered: Apr 5, 2016 17:20:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Nov 13, 2016 19:42:02 GMT -8
"Thanks." sid murmurs as he turns his attention to Cat, surprised to see her up. "You sure you are good for this?" She'd been sick on and off for the last few weeks, he wasn't sure if she was up for boar hunting. Still, he wasn't about to try and talk her into staying behind he knew better than that. Well they'd gotten more comfortable around each other these last few months, he knew that she still had a stubborn streak a mile wide and ten long. He wasn't going to test his will against hers again, he knew how that ended.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 13, 2016 19:56:12 GMT -8
She responds with a gentle nod of her head, trying to seem more excited than she felt.
"I've been lazing about in bed for a while now - about time I get up and do something, right?" she chuckles, taking the few steps from the door to the ground and proceeding to stroll ahead - a shrill whistle calling Artair home.
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Sidarin Ves
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 26
Physical Description: A bit on the short side at 5'9 Sidarin is a lean man. He possesses the wirey muscle of one who gets their exercise through travel and through fighting. He has a pointed jaw, mid set check bones, and fierce brown eyes. He is clean shaven though it is best not to remind him. His brown hair is kept long perhaps to make up for the lack of a beard.
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Clothes and Equipment: Leather armor, heavy cloak, long sword, long bow, quiver of arrows, hunting knife, knapsack with standard traveling fair.
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Registered: Apr 5, 2016 17:20:43 GMT -8
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Post by Sidarin Ves on Nov 13, 2016 20:08:39 GMT -8
"If you say so." Sid mutters under his breath as he summons his own horse, who he'd never bothered naming. Unlike Specter and Raum he wasn't bound to the animal so he had no right to do so. "Well let's see what we can scare up." He had a boar spear in addition to his long bow and quiver. The odds of killing a boar with arrow alone were slim so it was good to have back up. He leads her off into the forest looking for signs of the boar's passing, it had become a problem animal which is why they were hunting. Boar were dangerous and if you didn't kill them cleanly their meat was inedible so in his opinion they weren't worth hunting under most circumstances.
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