Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816 
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Apr 29, 2016 20:34:38 GMT -8
Roxanne nods, noting how despondent the boy seemed. Something was up, clearly. Still, she wasn't going to pry right away. Not after he'd just had an arrow taken out of his back.
"Katashima, hmm? Well, you've come a long way, Sora. How did you get here? Do you remember?"
Her voice contains nothing but kindness and concern, a long ways from her usual brisk and brutal tone when she's working.
"I don't suppose you've got any relatives here? Anybody you can stay with?
After a moment, she adds:
"Are you going to try to find your way back, once you've recovered?"
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53 
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Apr 30, 2016 7:10:12 GMT -8
Sora conti ues staring up at the sky, only briefly glancing at Roxanne as he teplies to her questions,
"I was on a ship, and it was attacked. The ship sunk and now I ended up here, in 'Gauldin.'" Sora had no idea what Gauldin was, only that it was not Katashima.
At the mentions of relatives Sora visibly grimaced, "No, no relatives. No one to stay with," he said quietly, before adding an answer to the next question, "I don't really plan on going anywhere..."
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Apr 30, 2016 10:06:28 GMT -8
Roxanne sighs sympathetically. She couldn't imagine not having relatives. It must be awful, having nobody to turn to. Especially since Sora was in an unfamiliar place. She gently pats Sora on the head.
"Aww...I'm so sorry to hear that. Well, there are certainly worse places you could wash up. Carmela is warm, and the people here are nice. Um...are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"
Getting up, she walks over to her blanket and grabs her picnic basket, then brings it over to where Sora lies. After pulling Lucky the cat out of the basket, she offers Sora a cucumber sandwich.
"Would you like a sandwich? They're pretty good..."
She smiles to herself, remembering how she would make sandwiches and go on picnics with Roy, teaching him about all the plants and animals around the estate. He always did enjoy picnics.
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Apr 30, 2016 10:40:22 GMT -8
Sora's brow quirks slightly in curiosity at the mention of a 'sandwich'. Given the context he can assume it is some sort of food uet he had never heard of it.
He would take the sandwich that was offered to him, sitting up again as he looked at it. He had the most peculiar look on his face as he looked at it, as if to say 'What is this?'
Sora did not ask however, instead taking a small bite to try it.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Apr 30, 2016 11:05:46 GMT -8
Roxanne smiles as he eats, amused by his inquisitive expression. Perhaps they didn't have sandwiches in Katashima.
"How do you like it? Is it good? It's got cucumbers and smoked salmon."
Picking up her own sandwich, she pulls out a strip of salmon and gives it to Lucky the cat.
"This is Lucky. Usually he sits on me, but it's far too hot out to be wearing a cat."
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on Apr 30, 2016 14:10:11 GMT -8
Finding out that the sandwich actually tasted quite good, Sora would shortly finish it. Only realizing just how hungry he was after the first bite.
Once he was finished he would look towards Roxanne, and her cat Lucky. He had seen many cats in Katashima, so the creature did not garner the same curious expression the sandwich did.
"Thank you for the cucumber sandwich," he said.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on Apr 30, 2016 15:45:33 GMT -8
Roxanne beams when Sora says that he likes the sandwich. She's glad he enjoys it, and it's good to see that he's smiling. She scratches Lucky behind the ears absently, enjoying the feel of his soft fur.
"You're welcome, Sora. I'm glad you liked it."
She strokes Lucky some more, then turns back to Sora.
"So, since you've got nobody here...what's your plan? Are you going to set off on your own? You're welcome to travel with me, of course. I'm not going to be going anywhere for a few weeks, though."
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Sora Owaru
Committed
Roleplay posts: 53
Age: 19
Physical Description: Sora is a youthful in appearance due to his delicate features. These delicate features appear to be erring on the side of feminine to many, which is something he is somewhat sensitive about.
He has long brown hair that he usually wears in a ponytail, to keep it out of his way while he is training or doing other tasks. When he is not doing anything as strenuous, however, he usually wears his hair down. When worn in this style it reaches his mid-back.
Sora has gray eyes, that turn to green or blue depending on the lighting.He seems to always carry himself with a sense of nobility, which was expected of him as a lord's son - nothing more than an old habit now.
Sora is 19 now, though he appears to be a few years younger. Despite this, he stands at 5'8''. He is slim, but stronger than one might expect.
Clothes and Equipment: Sora is usually wearing a light garb made of silk with provides comfort and flexibility for training, or meditating, or any task really. He also carries a daisho, consisting of a wakizashi and katana, two blades he earned when he became a samurai. His clothes have become worn from travel, however, since he has had little opportunity to wash them or change them otherwise.
Registered: Dec 19, 2015 8:51:03 GMT -8
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Post by Sora Owaru on May 3, 2016 14:30:20 GMT -8
Sorabstares out across the water, a world weary look upon his face as he absent mindedly chews on the sandwich. His face does not hold a smile, not even for a second despite his words of gratitude for the sandwich. In truth these words were only the reault of rigid customs of the nobility of Katashima from which he came.
"I don't have any plans, nor do I want any plans... I would have died here on the beach if not for you and for that I am in your debt. You saving me only makes things harder though," he says quietly.
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Roxanne Fletcher
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 816
Age: 22
Physical Description: Roxanne is tall with white hair and a narrow, athletic build. She has a pleasant face and only a couple of scars.
Clothes and Equipment: Heavy armor, Elven bow (stolen), and a longsword.
Player's online availability : Early mornings and late evenings
Registered: Aug 2, 2015 8:58:10 GMT -8
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Post by Roxanne Fletcher on May 3, 2016 15:04:24 GMT -8
"Aw...don't be like that."
Roxanne smiles encouragingly at Sora, patting him gently on the shoulder. It pains her to see him so down, even though he very clearly had a reason.
"Well..maybe you should just travel with me for a little while, then. See the world, try to find something to do. Even though there's nothing for you in Katashima, I'm sure you'll be able to find yourself a purpose here. It's a big world."
She pats Lucky, then feeds him a little more smoked salmon.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on May 3, 2016 16:32:54 GMT -8
The newlywed couple made their way onto the beach, hand-in-hand. Reuna was wearing a loose robe over her bathing suit, to hide the scars on her back from anyone they might encounter. She may be comfortable letting Edward see those ropy marks from a whip, but anyone else... That was just asking too much. They found a secluded little cove and settled in, towels spread out. Reu shed the robe only after she'd sprawled out on the towel on her back, her hair falling freely around her. The sun shone down through the palm trees overhead, and she sighed, basking in the perfect ambiance.
"This is absolutely glorious. I didn't know I needed this in my life."
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on May 3, 2016 17:20:11 GMT -8
"I can't say I am not enjoying the view."
Edward was not talking about the beach. He was staring very pointedly at his wife enjoying how her bathing suit showed off her figure. He flops down next to her and pulls her into a kiss.
"I didn't know I needed you in my life, but now I can't imagine it without you my wife."
He can't help himself he grins at her stupidly. It was still hard to believe they were married. Still hard to believe he had a family again. After a moment he gets up and heads into the crystal blue wagers for a swim.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on May 3, 2016 17:45:36 GMT -8
Her eyes having fallen open as she lounged, Reuna cracked open one eye upon hearing Edward's words, and glanced over, to see him most definitely not admiring the scenery. She had been very hesitant about donning this garment which exposed more of her than it covered - even though it covered her torso, her legs and arms were left entirely bare, and it showed a good deal of cleavage - but the way Edward was devouring her with his gaze made it completely worth the discomfort and uncertainty. She grinned up at him when he joined her, and returned that kiss wholeheartedly, then looked at him with adoring eyes as he spoke. One hand lifted and caressed his cheek.
"You speak the very words of my heart, my husband." She felt much the same, of course. Neither of them had expected their feelings for the other would develop, but now.. thinking of life apart was impossible. She watched as he made his way into the water, and after looking around to make sure no one was present to see the parts of her she wanted most hidden, she stood and followed him. Splashing her beloved playfully as she waded into the warm water, her eyes sparkled with mischief.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on May 3, 2016 18:51:47 GMT -8
Edward giggle and splashes her back. For a time he is content to do just that, then he moves in for the kill. He creates as large a splash as he can manage and then when she is distracted he darts in. Wrapping his arms around her waist he kisses her hungrily. Pulling her down into the warm water so they can float in each others arms. As the gentle waves rock them he continues to kiss. Moving down slowly from her lips, to her jaw, to her neck. He is only marginally put out by the salty water on her skin.
"How do you keep getting more irresistible? It doesn't seem fair that I have to keep using that word to describe you. It's just hard to think of other ones when I look at you."
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on May 3, 2016 19:00:39 GMT -8
Their splash fight continued, drawing laughter from Reuna, and then she squealed in surprise when a large wave came sweeping toward her. Instinctively raising her arms to shield her eyes from the flying salt water opened her up for Edward to move in and scoop her into his arms. Her own draped around his neck, and she met his kiss eagerly, the taste of salt on his lips only enhancing the flavor that was uniquely her Echoes. She moaned as his focus roamed downward, her desire stirring once more. Would she ever tire of his amorous attentions? ..No, probably not. It was wonderful, to feel so wanted. She chuckled at his words, gazing down at him with eyes full of love and passion.
"I do believe I'm not actively doing anything. Your perception of me simply keeps changing. So tell me, Monsieur Laurént, what is altering your perception of me, hm?" She was teasing him, taking on the tone she did when she was trying to get Gavin to put together the pieces on something she was teaching him.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on May 3, 2016 19:22:13 GMT -8
"Well let's see... That swim suit is certainly doing marvels..."
A hand comes around to caress her more sensitive parts through the material of the suit. The trailing kisses move back up her neck slowly.
"That can't be it though... Could it be because I love you more with every passing day?"
No longer able to resist he picks her up and moves her back to the beach. Tumbling into their towels a fast time bubble is thrown up as he tugs her swim suit out of the way. He was only human, well most human and it was his honeymoon. Frankly he was surprised he lasted this long since their last bout. He wasn't joking when he called her irresistible to him there was no one more perfect in the world.
<Fade to Black.>
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on May 3, 2016 19:35:05 GMT -8
"Hmm, could be.. we should perhaps test this theory." Being carried back to the beach, Reuna contented herself with nibbling at Edward's neck and jaw, seeking to distract him in the most delightful ways. Her hands were just as frantic as his, seeking to divest him of his clothing. She wouldn't be satisfied until they were joined once more.
<Fade to black.. fade back in shortly after>
"Gods above, but I love those time bubbles of yours." The words were purred with an air of definite satisfaction as said bubble fell, and the sorceress stretched languidly. She was back in her swimsuit, dry, and pleasantly flushed, grinning up at the pristine tropical sky. Her head turned, letting her look at her husband with an expression of pure adoration.. tinged slightly with mischief. "Not as much as I love you, of course, but they're high on the list."
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on May 3, 2016 21:04:11 GMT -8
Edward was laying on his belly his arms her folded across her stomach and he was resting his chin upon them. He was gazing down the lines of her body and at her face. His expression one of absolute adoration. It was almost silly how much he loved her. They were both acting like a couple of love struck twenty year olds despite their respective ages. That they could act like this, he didn't know what he it said about them or their love. On reflection though he realized he didn't much care. She was perfect and he loved her and that was that mattered. He rest his head against her stomach and thinks of the day he will be able to hear new life within it.
"I have to bring something to this relationship don't I. You do the cooking and the cleaning with magic. I think providing convenient private spots with magic is a fair contribution."
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on May 3, 2016 21:13:41 GMT -8
Looking down at him when he spoke, Reuna smiled, reaching down to slide her fingers through Edward's hair and caress his cheek. Gods, but she loved this man. How was it possible that she loved him more every day? Surely a heart could only love so much, and one day hers would simply burst from the force of her feelings. She couldn't help chuckling at his words, though. "Silly husband, you bring so much more than that. Such as the happiness, and the humor, and the.. delightful physical aspects." Despite her sensual tone, there was nothing but amusement and love in her gaze. She was sated, for the time being. No doubt they would end up satisfying their need for each other again later, but she was perfectly content to laze about in the sun with him, right now.
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Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént
Dedicated
Time and Space.
Roleplay posts: 426
Age: Yesterday.
Physical Description: Edward Laurént stands at 5'10. He has midlength black hair, and a clean shaven face. Previously his facial features were hard to remember, since he has begun wearing glasses they have become easier to recall. He looks to be in his late twenties, with a strong jaw, mid set cheek bones, straight narrow nose, and full lips. He appears to be in decent physical condition, though he is a bit pale.
Edwards eyes are an odd shade of blue, and they quite literally glow. With his glasses on, the glowing is the only remarkable thing about them. When you stare into his eyes when his glasses off though... it can be an odd experience. Staring into his eyes gives the impression that time has ceased to flow. Then you become aware of just how fast you are moving through the void of space. Most students avoid looking into his eyes.
OG Echoes: http://pre03.deviantart.net/a4ce/th/pre/i/2013/298/4/d/space_mage_by_axl99-d6ru3ej.jpg
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Clothes and Equipment: Previously Edward only owned one suit of clothing. He retains these clothes, as a sort of work uniform. His style of dress when working is odd. He wears: sturdy blue cotton pants, an over sized coat of some unknown material, a sweater with a hood sewn onto it, and a large scarf. Each piece of clothing fluctuates in state of repair, and cleanliness through the day. If these clothes were not so eccentric, he could easily be considered a beggar while wearing them.
Edward has begun to expand his wardrobe in recent months. His first new accessory is a pair of glasses. Unlike other time mages, Edward struggled with turning off his time sight, rather than turning it on. His glasses are enchanted to suppress it. When not working he tends to wear casual clothing. Loose white shirts, and simple leather leggings. He also has a handful of stylish, if simple mage robes for special occasions.
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Registered: Jan 27, 2016 14:17:35 GMT -8
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Post by Prof. Edward "Echoes" Laurént on May 4, 2016 17:51:42 GMT -8
"Oh my physical aspects are delightful are they?"
Getting up onto his hands he wonders up her body until he is staring down at her face. He brings his head down and places a long, slow, sensual kiss onto her lips. For a long time he does nothing, but enjoy her taste. Enjoy the wonderful warmth that bubbles through him as he demonstrate his love. For the moment his desire for her body his satiated, but his desire for her never dims. His desire to express his love is an all consuming flame at time. Eventually though he breaks the kiss and rolls over to lie next to her. Pulling her in close he lets out a yawn. Perhaps he would take a nap in the sun.
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Reuna Laurént
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 361
Age: 51
Physical Description: Reuna is a striking study in contrasts. She is just slightly above female average, height-wise, standing at 5'8", and is slender, with a fragile bone structure that makes her look weak; this is, of course, balanced out by her strength and skill in magic. Her hair is long, descending to her waist, and is purely black, which is a sharp opposition to her pale-skinned features. Her eyes are the color of amethyst, dark and intense, and are usually the only method from which one can derive her mood, as she very rarely displays her emotions via facial expressions. She appears young, in her mid-thirties, although if one looks closely enough, they can see the beginnings of fine lines around her eyes and mouth. Although few have ever seen them, due to her tendency to keep herself fully covered from neck to toes, she has whip-mark scars covering most of her back, and scars from long periods spent in manacles around both of her wrists, remnants from her days as a slave.
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Clothes and Equipment: Generally, Reuna wears one of five sets of identical robes, with high collars and long slightly-loose sleeves, in black, dark grey, purple, dark green, and dark blue. Commonly-carried equipment consists of her personal grimoire, a traveling writing kit (with ink well, quills, and writing desk), and a belt with pouches that contain various items (both magical and non); though perhaps not considered equipment, her raven companion Karrik always accompanies her.
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Player's online availability : Evenings. (EST)
Registered: Jan 25, 2016 16:56:44 GMT -8
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Post by Reuna Laurént on May 4, 2016 18:31:33 GMT -8
"Mmm, extremely delightful." She grinned at him, then began laughing as Edward started working his way up her body, her eyes shining with happiness and mirth. When he kissed her, Reuna returned the kiss, her hands rising to frame his face as they displayed their love for each other. When he settled next to her, she snuggled into his side, eyes closing. Yes, a nap in the sun of paradise sounded perfect.
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