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Post by Ziya on Mar 2, 2019 22:12:21 GMT -5
Goosebumps prickled across Rand's arms as Moiraine smiled, clearly sensing the Power in Éirín however women did. He never had understood how that was different from men, only that it was. Regardless, it was clear that she held saidar, and not in the unstable way she had just moments before.
The hint of a grin grew into a genuine smile as Moiraine watched a nimbus appear around the woman sitting before her. "Very good, Éirín. With that amount already at your fingertips, you will likely surpass the strongest living Aes Sedai. You'll likely be on par with Lanfear herself, one of the strongest female channelers ever recorded."
That last caught Rand's attention. "As strong as Mierin? Truly? She was as close to an equal as I had, on par with Elan and Barid. You'll be stronger than Elayne and Aviendha, in time." His tone carried an odd combination of pride, nostalgia, and pleasant surprise. "I suppose I'll have to learn this 'magic' of yours more quickly than I thought, else I'll never best you in a spar again." That last ended in a chuckle, though it was spoken earnestly.
"Yes, but for now you are only about as strong as me, and I would be scarcely strong enough to become a full sister now. The more you use it the faster you will acquire that strength, but you must take care to not use too much, or to force yourself when tired. Do either of those and you risk burning yourself out." Her tone was matter-of-fact, almost as if commenting on the weather, and yet that somehow made it more terrifying a concept for Rand to contemplate.
Continuing on, Moiraine raised her arm and pointed at the nearby stream. "You've already moved past the basics of embracing the Source reliably and actually channeling, so let's start with basic weaves. Try lifting a fist sized ball of water and bringing it over here, like so." She wrapped flows of Water in a fine net of Air, suspending the sphere and stabilizing it enough to allow it to glide over between them. "It requires about half of what you can currently hold, but it also requires a fine control of the flows. Too tight and it will burst, yet too loose and it won't form correctly. This takes a Novice over a year to reach, usually."
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Post by Conrí on Mar 2, 2019 23:51:12 GMT -5
Éirín looked from Moiraine to Rand and back to the woman. She cocked her head to the side, not quite sure of what was being said at first, then it clicked when Rand started speaking. "Wait...I can become...that strong?" She shuddered for a moment, trying to come to terms with her newfound ability. "Would I be strong enough to...best him, then, if it came to it, Rand?"
Right as she was saying this, she heard Moiraine's warnings and shivered. Neither option sounded pleasant, so, she simply nodded, but, she looked at Rand with concern when she felt the contemplation coming from the bond. When Moiraine simply gave her the next task to do, a smirk blossomed on her lips. "No offense, but, I don't have a year to sit around waiting. And, yeah, fiance, I guess you'll have to learn my magic quickly if you ever want to stand half a chance against me in a spar again. Arseling." She stuck her tongue out at him for extra measure.
The priestess then focused on her task at hand and felt for the threads that seemed to make up this magic, rather than focusing too much on the visualisation of things. That seemed to be the major difference. She strengthened the weaves of Air that made the water orb misshapen and nearly lower into the stream again. She loosened the Water weaves when the orb became too compact that it was going to burst, but, she was beginning to understand why this would take a year if one wasn't used to being focused in such a way.
The only reason why the goddess wasn't struggling with the task was because it was a lot like projecting oneself into the spirit realm. She carefully brought over the ball of water that was bigger than what Moiraine had asked for, thankful that she had enough insight to meet out her power output. She brought it over to above Rand's head and, with an exaggerated sigh "slipped" with her weaves of Air. She quickly chuckled and winked at Moiraine. "That's for not saving me from the river earlier, buachaill caorach. Another tongue and a smirk.
Conrí snuggled close to Jason. He rubbed his thumb against his love's cheek. "My Sahar," he all but purred, "I love you." He still was breathing a bit heavily, but, he had nothing but a smile on his face. He laid his head on Jason's chest and clasped his free hand with his lover's.
The wolf boy could have slept soundly like this, but, he glanced up into Jason's face and sensed something off about the aura coming from him. "Are you upset that I've not proper proposed with a ring, dear? Shall I fix that now?" He chuckled, then fell silent.
The would be king sighed. "So, what is it about tomorrow that is bothering you?"
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Post by Ziya on Mar 4, 2019 22:27:43 GMT -5
Rand was about to answer her when he was interrupted by a mass of water landing on his head, soaking him through and nearly knocking him to the ground. Dimly he heard laughter and he very nearly retaliated before he realized it wasn't coming from Éirín.
The laughter even surprised Moiraine, though she at least knew the reason she found it so amusing. wiping a tear from her eye, she took a calming breath before smiling at the woman. "I did the same thing to my first Warder. You and I are quite alike, it seems."
Rand stayed quiet, pulled the water away with a quick weave, and prayed that she Blue Aes Sedai wouldn't teach his fiancee the rest of that Lan had told him about.
Jason sighed softly as he enjoyed being close to his love, feeling their hearts slowly return to normal. His mind moved a but slower than normal, processing what Conrí had said only after both questions. Another sigh, this one worried, and Jason tightened his fingers around the wolf king's hand before speaking hesitantly.
"I don't mind about the ring at all, dear. It was optional on our world anyhow. As for tomorrow," he paused for a moment to collect his thoughts, tone serious, "there are things I've done that can't be forgiven. Things that make bringing the Heartless to Celderat seem kind. I don't want to relive those, and I don't really want you to see them either. But I won't let you go through your own trial without me supporting you, so I'm still going."
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Post by Conrí on Mar 4, 2019 23:11:58 GMT -5
Éirín heard Moiraine's laughter and started to double over with fits of laughter that made her sides hurt. "I wouldn't mind finding you in the waking world sometime, Moiraine. For now, I'm sure I've annoyed Rand enough and should probably be getting a proper sleep." She bowed slightly to Moiraine. "Thank you for teaching me."
The wolf girl stood from the trees and started to step toward Rand. Something made her break out in goosebumps, and she spun around, glaring with the Spear of Avalon in her hand and saidar embraced just in case her hunch was right.
"Dreamers are always so certain their wards will work. Though, you two do seem exhausted. Therin, shouldn't you be...taking better care of her? Truly, though, I wonder what your rooms will show us all. Unless you just want to properly start off at the bottom of the castle and then work your way up to the top. Maybe you'll listen this time, Lews."
The voice filled the priestess with fear, and she nearly lost her grip on saidar. Darkness swirled around her feet and wolves could be heard and seen from the mists as the goddess disappeared, calling out to Moiraine to get out of the dream. She turned to look at Rand and slid into a defensive stance. "You are not allowed here, cretin." She summoned lightning bolts from the sky into the mists of Darkness. She expected Ailill to see through the ploy quickly enough. "Wake us. I don't care how, my love, but, just do it."
Conrí shuddered at the warmth he felt from Jason. Then, his love sighed. Twice. And, the second time made him worried. He grabbed Jason's other hand and squeezed it tightly.
"That's it." The wolf boy moved so that he was nearly on top of his love's chest. "You wait here." He slipped his druid robes over himself and walked out of the room. Fen popped out from his realm, holding some metal in his mouth. Nodding to himself, he walked over to the smithy and set to work, keeping the metal at a precise temperature with his fire. Fen helped with the hammering.
The would be king could feel the opposing magics imbuing into the metal, and, it soon began to take the shape he was willing with all of his heart. How he saw Jason filled his entire being, until before him, there was a set of rings in front of him.
Conrí wiped his brow and face from his work. He walked back to Jason's room and donned his armor minus his helmet. He dropped to a knee without a second thought. "Don't you ever bleeding tell me that anything you have done can't be forgiven. It will nearly break me to go through these memories of mine, too, and, I'm not the angel you think. So," the wolf boy licked his lips, "Jason 'my Sahar' Jameth, I pass the judgement of Tir Tairngire on you. Pardoned of it all."
A smirk spread across his face, and tears formed at the corners of his eyes, but, the would be king produced the first ring that he had crafted. "I made this with my very being. It is a representation of how I see you. I put everything I had into this, and, I vow to put everything I have into cherishing you. Will you marry me, Jay?"
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Post by Ziya on Mar 6, 2019 0:33:17 GMT -5
Moiraine looked up at Éirín and smiled. "I would very much like that as well, dear. If it helps, the town I am currently in is called Traverse Town. An odd name, but apparently they have quite a bit of traffic from refugees." She smoothly stood, intending to curtsy before waking herself.
Instead, she and Rand both spun to the sense of corruption, his keyblade appearing in his hand. When he heard the voice he instantly recognized it, eyes hardening before he willed a blast of pure Light at the Darkness. "I want to help you, Ailill, but we have to do this first. Stay out of our way and we'll find Tamara, I swear it."
When Éirín called out to her Moiraine readied the weave to wake her up, only to hesitate before actually using it. How were they going to get out of here, or were they going to fight whoever this was? Her decision was made when Éirín told Rand to wake them. Drawing as much as she could, she split her weave into three before launching the two copies into her friends both new and old, waking them forcefully.
With a start Rand awoke, still clutching his fiancee under the covers. As his heart stilled he held her close, whispering into her hair. "We're okay, dear. We're awake again, and I don't think he'll try again tonight."
Jason stayed in the bed, confused and worried as his love all but matched out the door. As his thoughts raced he wondered if this was how Jen felt constantly, and if so he understood why she acted the way she did. He struggled to quiet the voice telling him everything he had done wrong, feeling more scared than every before.
By the time Conrí returned Jason was nearly in a panic, something that was not made better when he summoned his armor and knelt. He was expecting the worst, so much so that his thoughts ground to a halt as his love's words registered. He sat up slowly, not daring to breathe until the pose finally clicked.
By the time he saw the ring he was already tearing up, finally knowing exactly what was going on as all those thoughts finally quieted. Abruptly he realized that he was simply staring at the ring, shifting his eyes to the wolf king's before smiling. "Nothing would make me happier than to marry you, Conrí."
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Post by Conrí on Mar 6, 2019 15:41:59 GMT -5
A burst of light looked cloudy from his pocket dimension, and Ailill stepped out of it behind Rand. "You know, I could take her out, he stared at Moiraine as he made his threat, "and her name would have to be at the start of that list again. Strange that you put her in front of Ilyena." His voice dropped to a whisper, one that only Rand could hear. "Therin, I'm sorry...it's the taint. I fought it for--"
The man tsked his tongue and shook his head. He blinked back out of the dream the moment when he noticed the shifting of the Power racing toward them. "Fine, then, come, show me what your memories hide, then," he muttered as he stood in the lowest floor of Castle Oblivion. Maybe oblivion will finally find me. Right now, I want to change it or end it. The thought was surprisingly lucid, before it slipped beneath the waves of a sensation of dark, greasy fog.
Éirín bolted upright, or tried to, but Rand was holding close. Her heart pounded in her chest, and slowly, the textures of the blanket came into focus. Then, she could hear his steady heartbeat, which started to calm hers a bit. But, then she could hear birds chirping in the distance. Dawn is almost here. She pulled herself over to Rand and kissed him softly and gently.
The wolf girl exhaled when the kiss was over. "Please let me be close like this for a while." She kept kissing him innocently and let the tears from her fear slip down her cheeks. She wrapped her arms around Rand, longing to be close to her love. "You're right, we're okay for now. But, why would he tell us right where he'd be?"
Conrí winced when he noticed just how out of balance Jason's aura was. He looked down, then heard his lover's words. He stood, walked over to the bed, and fully knelt in front of the crimson eyed man. A smile turned into a full grin that lit up his face when he slipped the ring onto Jason's finger.
The wolf boy chuckled. "I'm sorry for making you that worried. I know it will take time, but, I hope that knowing you are forgiven before I even know what it is you did will help still that voice." He leaned forward and kissed his fiance as deeply as he could.
The would be king sighed as he heard birds chirping in the distance. "Oh, it's the time of day that reminds me of you the most. And, there is a storm we must face." His tone turned serious, despite his lack of sleep. "Shall we get to cooking, then, as I doubt you'll let us leave on empty stomachs."
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Post by Ziya on Mar 6, 2019 23:51:30 GMT -5
Rand held his fiancee tighter as she woke, comforting her and kissing her back. Her question caught him by surprise until he realized that she hadn't heard Ailill's whisper. Slowly, he explained what he knew to be true. "The taint isn't absolute in its control. Some part of him is still sane, and wants us to help him. That's the only reason I'm holding hope that we can do just that." He refused to think about what they would have to do if they couldn't.
The feelings that welled up within Jason as he watched the ring slide onto his finger were indescribable. Despite himself, tears traced their way across his face as he looked from the ring back to Conrí just in time to be kissed.
When they finally parted Jason smiled softly before wiping the tears away. "My mom would be so happy right now. She and my dad never got to have a wedding before he died." Standing up, he hugged his love once more before heading toward the kitchen, tossing a blue cube behind him before crushing an identical one over his head. "Use that Ether to wake up again. I'll be heating up the black and white puddings."
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Post by Conrí on Mar 7, 2019 12:24:21 GMT -5
Éirín whimpered when Rand held her closer and kissed her back. She felt calmer when Rand explained what was actually going on with Ailill. "So, there's a chance that he might not do anything at all." She figured the chances were slim, but, it still put her at ease. She kissed Rand a bit more deeply, finally able to release her worry about what would be happening in a few hours.
The wolf girl rolled over so that she was on top of the red haired man's chest. The intense feelings of passion and desire flowed through the bond. A soft smile spread across her face. "What would you say to just spending our honeymoon in bed, farm boy?" She stuck her tongue out again, and she followed it up with, "I think that makes three, arseling. And, three of those as well. I guess I've been a right cheeky girleen." She winked.
Conrí suddenly reached for Jason's cheeks after an enjoyable kiss, deepened further by the blur of emotions they were feeling, but, the man had already started wiping them away after he had mentioned his parents. The hug caught the wolf boy off guard, because he was tearing up, too. "Me mam would have likely had a shock, but, she'd probably come around. By Lugus, I miss her, too." He breathed in and wrapped his arms around the crimson eyed man. His head instinctively rested on Jason's shoulder. "By the way, it is my job to wipe away any more tears you cry from now on."
The would be king caught the cube and nodded when his love mentioned using the Ether to wake up. He crushed it over his head the way Jason had, and felt like he'd gotten a halfway decent night's sleep. He chuckled, and quickly shot back, "Oh, but, I thought you got the full Tir Tairngirian breakfast already." He outright laughed at that before running at his love in a leap, a new sensation and desire coming over him.
Conrí's eyes shone with mirth and teasing. "I know, we probably can't, but...well, the thought of being close to my fiance again, now that I've asked properly is kind of...intense." Sighing with regret, he stood up again. "But, I'll be a good boyeen and not press our buttons too hard. Besides, you're likely to need my help in the kitchen, right, dear?" Cooking with Jason was something that he absolutely loved to do, so, he was hoping that he would be able to find some way to help his lover prepare breakfast. He thought about knocking on Éirín and Rand's door, but, decided that his plan could wait until when breakfast was ready.
"I will let my sister and Rand know when breakfast is done. Hell, I might even just take it in to them, Jay." The wolf boy shook his head at this and walked towards the kitchen. "I want to leave right after we're done eating."
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Post by Ziya on Mar 7, 2019 22:50:37 GMT -5
Rand smiled at his fiancee as they relaxed in each other's arms once again, laughing as he ended up under her. "I'd say that sounds like an amazing honeymoon, wolf girl. Though," he flexed his hips slightly against her, revealing certain things to her, "thinking about that makes me want to be a bit late to breakfast." His arms reached out and pulled her down to him before kissing her deeply, lowering that count by one even as his hand drifted down to lower the other to match.
Conrí's words made Jason hug him tighter as he nodded. The wolf king's quip sent him blushing as he passed by a somehow damp Jen in the living room, making him pause to look at her in confusion. The last he knew she was headed toward the bath the night before, so how was she not dry?
Jen noticed him staring and gave him an embarrassed look. "I... fell asleep in the bath. Didn't wake up till an hour ago."
Laughing, Jason shook his head and tossed her an Ether before heading into the kitchen proper just moments before his love caught up. "Might want to have Aura tell them you're on your way before you do, else you walk in on a different kind of breakfast."
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Post by Conrí on Mar 8, 2019 11:19:50 GMT -5
Éirín stared down at Rand and chuckled in response to his laugh. Her eyes and the bond seemed to radiate desire. That was, until she heard her love's answer. She felt her entire body tingle, and, as she felt his hips shift, things clicked into place. Despite her blushing at the realisation, she felt herself smiling.
The wolf girl gasped as Rand pulled her towards him. Their lips met, and soon, his tongue was in her mouth, causing her to whimper with pleasure. She started to kiss him back, until she felt a pinch to her behind. That caused her to shudder and yip, in spite of the fact that Rand was still kissing her deeply.
The priestess wrapped her arms around the red haired man she loved so much. She broke the kiss off to catch her breath a little. "I'm not sure breakfast interests me either, right now. But, I'm sure you could piece that together, Rand, my fiance." After a moment of thought, she leaned toward him until her lips brushed lightly against his. "Is there a way I could bond you, I wonder? Not that it matters, because, for right now, I just want to be yours."
The goddess blushed a bit more deeply and bit her lip. "Well, I want you to just..." She looked away and tried to push the feelings through the bond. She was certain her blush deepened. "But, knowing my brother, he's probably up and eager to eat and leave, so...quickly if at all, dear. Unfortunately." Her voice had dropped to a soft whisper.
Conrí looked at Jason's blush and chuckled, before he noticed Jen on the couch. This caused him to go from chuckling to laughing softly. "Sorry, Jen. I had six drinks with something called Loki in it and was...well, I impressed Jason with my ability to drink, apparently." He winked with a smirk and walked into the kitchen.
The wolf boy heard his love's words and looked down and away from his love and felt himself blushing. "R-Right." He cleared his throat and then got to work by heating burners with pans that had butter and oil in them. He got out eggs and bacon rashers. He started testing the readiness of the pans. "Do we want proper toast?"
The would be king pointed to s good crusty loaf and the butter he left out with a questioning look on his face. With another hand wave over the pan, he nodded and started cooking the eggs and bacon rashers while he waited for Jason's response. "I love cooking with you, my heart." The words came as a slight surprise to him, but he smiled a little, glancing at the ring he'd made on Jason's finger. "That looks good on you. Makes your eyes pop." He stuck his tongue out at his love playfully.
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Post by Ziya on Mar 8, 2019 20:07:39 GMT -5
Éirín's question made Rand smile, even as it also made his thoughts race. "You probably could bond me as well. I've heard of a pair that did that, actually. Asha'man Androl and Pevara Sedai bonded each other, and apparently can now hear each other's thoughts and share memories."
It was then that her feelings carried through the bond, making him blush almost enough to match as she finished in a whisper. "Hmm..." He thought for a moment, then pushed his right arm out of the covers to summon Zavilat'a'Aman again, pointing it at the door just long enough for a beam of light to seal it, leaving behind a translucent red barrier on each side. "You were saying, raya chali'mashio'vin?"
Jen whistled in admiration at Conrí's admission as she stood to follow him into the kitchen. "Damn, that's nearly as much as Sis and I can handle!" Just as she said that the door to the hangar opened, revealing Lucia yawning.
The violet-haired Master caught the last of what he sister had said, looking at her in confusion as she sat at the table. "Nearly as much of what? And has anyone seen my child yet today? I thought they were sleeping in the ship, but couldn't find them last night."
In walked Mink immediately after, their hoodie on properly once more as they spoke in a slightly bored tone. "He drank six shots of Loki last night, Mom. And you don't quite know everything about the ship. She's got a few secrets since I rebuilt her last time."
Ignoring the exclamation of surprise that followed, Jason finally answered his love as he continued to heat the puddings. "Yeah, we usually have toast as well, and I love cooking with you as well." He leaned over to kiss the wolf king lightly, eliciting "aww"s from the sisters and a soft snort from Mink.
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Post by Conrí on Mar 8, 2019 21:01:35 GMT -5
Éirín hummed contemplatively as Rand explained that he had heard of two others doing something similar to what she had asked. She stared into Rand's blue-grey eyes and felt herself blush and murmured an apology once she realised what she was feeling on a physical level and moved to get off of the man. "Do...do you want me to be in your head all the time, though? Perhaps I should save it for the actual wedding."
The wolf girl watched and felt Rand blush. She flinched when his Keyblade appeared out of thin air and locked the door with a visible barrier. She licked her lips and whispered as lowly as she could manage, though, it made her blush furiously. "I want to be firmly at your mercy and know just whose it is that I belong to. But, in all seriousness, I can hear them talking and cooking, so, it still might have to be quick, my promised one."
The priestess was still blushing as she exhaled, and was certain that her feelings had also carried through the bond. A thought that made her blush deepen more than she thought was possible. Her gaze moved from Rand's eyes to down and off to the wall on her right, and her head lowered.
Conrí blushed when Jen complimented her. He stiffened when Lucia appeared, but managed to flip the eggs and the bacon. He would need to apologise for using her anvil without asking. Still, he found himself eyeing Jason's finger and his blush deepened. Then, Mink popped out of nowhere it seemed. He started, nearly burning himself when the bacon grease hissed and sputtered.
The wolf boy relaxed for a second when Jason kissed him softly. He nearly whined from the pleasure of it, and then immediately blushed again when the cooing and the snort echoed through the kitchen. He exhaled slowly and nodded. "I'm glad to know that, my heart, both about the toast and how you feel when we cook together." He pulled the done bacon off the pan and cut the loaf into slices and set the slices into the pan of bacon grease.
The would be king smirked slightly once this was done, grabbed Jason's left hand and pulled it out toward the others in the kitchen to show off the ring he'd smithed for his love in a cliche and somewhat feminine way. "It's official as of last night. Though, I am sorry for not asking for your permission first about using the anvil, Lucia.
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Post by Ziya on Mar 8, 2019 22:41:02 GMT -5
Rand grinned at his fiancee as she blushed and looked away, drawing her closer again. "I think we can manage that, dear."
Jen managed a grin as she noticed how Conrí reacted when the others appeared, grabbing herself a mug before making a pot of coffee for everyone. "Bit jumpy today, bro? It's okay, we'll get through it."
Mother and child both nodded in a agreement, with the elder of the two waving her hand unconcernedly. "She's right, Conrí, we'll deal with it however it comes. And don't worry about the anvil. The ring looks amazing, especially for someone that doesn't have the ability to shape metals purely by magic."
Jen hopped over excitedly to look closer, smiling even more as she held up her hand to show the similar ring she wore. "It's so nice! And look, we're twins now!"
Jason recovered from his initial blush by the time Jen was finished, looking over at his fiance and giving him a wry grin. "I think it's safe to say they like it, dear." Chuckling, he retrieved his hand and pulled the slices of pudding out of his skillet and onto plates.
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Post by Conrí on Mar 8, 2019 23:05:05 GMT -5
Éirín giggled when Rand pulled her closer and kissed him passionately. "Okay, then, dear. I'm...I'm ready." With a grin, she became somewhat demure in her nature and stared at the man she loved with everything she had, and nodded, further letting him know that she meant it.
Conrí shook his head slightly at Jen, Lucia, and Mink's concern. "It's honestly more about the ring. And what I plan to say to my sister and her apparent mate, at this point." With a chuckle, he smiled in relief that the ring got compliments. He nodded at Jay, and his heart felt light. With a quick look at Jen, he reassured, "I'll be nice."
With a sigh, the wolf boy pulled the toast and eggs off the pans and onto plates. He started a second batch. "I can eat at the stove and get theirs to them later." He produced a second ring and chuckled. "Figured I might want to slip this one to Rand, with the way his aura was around Éirín."
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Post by Ziya on Mar 10, 2019 0:30:19 GMT -5
Mink and Lucia wore matching smirks before grabbing plates, choosing to stay quiet as they ate. Jen, who was still used to eating with Riley and the rest of their family, practically inhaled her food and continued to speak afterward. "Then we'll all be matching! Though mine and Lucia's have the purple in them too."
As she showed them, Lucia finished her food and decided to speak her thoughts as well. "Nah, you need to keep that one for you, Conrí. Let those two make their own, or at least pick out the metals for them and we can make them."
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Post by Conrí on Mar 10, 2019 20:23:09 GMT -5
Conrí noticed the smirks from Mink and Jen, and his jaw loosened in confusion. He cocked his head to the right, then quickly brought his attention back to the food on his plate and on the stove. He ate, slowly, but, ended up shaking his head and smiling when Jen said that they'd all match.
The wolf boy scratched his head and sighed when Lucia said that he should allow his sister and Rand to make their own rings. He looked down at the ring in his hand and chuckled. "With all do respect, Lucia, it doesn't feel right for me to take it for meself. After all, this is...more feminine in design, anyway."
The would be king slipped his creation into his pocket and finished his plate. He prepared the plates of fresh food for his sister and her mate. He thought about what he was going to do with the ring, and nodded to himself. With a sigh, he picked up the plates and started to walk out of the kitchen and down the hall, remembering Jason's advice.
As he neared the door, he saw the red barrier and felt a blush spread across his cheeks. "Aura, please tell them that I'm outside with fresh food, but, I can just leave it out for them, or, I can put it in a Stasis box."
"Certainly."
Conrí tapped his foot lightly while he waited as he listened to the computer repeat his request on the other end of the door.
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Post by Ziya on Mar 11, 2019 22:54:51 GMT -5
Once Conrí was out of the kitchen Lucia turned to Jason and tossed something to him before putting her plate up. "Looks like you still get to go through with your plan, Casanova. Good luck." Jason blushed lightly in response, but put whatever it was into his pocket before a curious Jen could see it.
"Aww, but I wanted to see it!" She pouted for a moment before giggling and shaking her head. "Ah well, I'm happy for you."
Mink just sighed, rolling their eyes intentionally to hide the fact that is was anxiety, not annoyance, that caused it.
Rand kissed Éirín gently as he caught his breath on the covers. He had been good to his word and kept things quick, though he had taken his time in certain aspects. Just as he was about to whisper how much he loved her though, he was interrupted by the female voice from the speakers. "User Conrí is outside the door with breakfast, and wishes to know whether you prefer him to leave it at the door or in a Stasis Box."
Chuckling, he kissed his fiancee lightly before sitting up and using the weave to create clothes around him, good black silk without embroidery other than a gold heron on either collar. "It appears that our timing was perfect, my love. Shall we face the day?"
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Post by Conrí on Mar 11, 2019 23:25:37 GMT -5
Éirín breathed heavily next to Rand. She was still uncertain as to whether or not her thoughts were going to flow coherently enough for her to speak or not. She smiled a bit lazily and went to snuggle her head against her love's chest when the computer spoke to them, mentioning that her brother was outside with breakfast.
Rand chuckled and kissed her. Despite its lightness, the sensation shot through her like ice, and she caught herself shivering visibly. She stared at Rand for a moment and bit her lip when she saw what kind of clothes he wore. "Still with that kingly attire, huh?" The wolf girl sighed and created clothes around herself fit for her new title, which nearly was the same as Rand's get up, only in white. "Yes, if we must face the drooling madra caorach,then I'd rather do that together."
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Post by Ziya on Mar 12, 2019 23:06:32 GMT -5
Rand blushed lightly at the tease. "This is actually fairly plain compared to what I had available in my world. You get used to it after a while, I suppose." Had he truly been uncomfortable in anything more than stout wool just seven years ago? Sometimes his life before seemed more distant than his life as Lews Therin.
He paused in his motion to unblock the door when he caught sight of Éirín's outfit, nearly a perfect mirror to his own. "Did you just invert my outfit without thinking," he teased with a wry grin, "or are you secretly a blademaster as well as a goddess?" He tapped the herons on his own collar, in case she was confused.
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Post by Conrí on Mar 13, 2019 11:40:33 GMT -5
"Oh," Éirín said softly while looking Rand's physique over, "The thing is, my dear, you look pretty regal without a thread on you, too." She licked her lips and laughed lightly, before realising that she had indeed inverted Rand's outfit. "For what it's worth, I wouldn't mind seeing you in something fancier, but, your outfit suits the day ahead well enough."
The wolf girl gave Rand a wry grin of her own in response to his teasing. She was thankful he'd pointed out what had made him question her about being a blade master. "Well, I am a master of dodging one of your blades and sheathing your other one, so, do you really want me to get rid of this get up, then?" She winked and jumped at Rand, catching him in a quick embrace, before she heard a throat clearing and a foot tapping outside of the door.
With a lazy sigh, the priestess quickly changed her outfit to something more comfortable to her. A blue vest that looked like it were made from silk sashes twisted around her and faded to white at the top of her torso. The vest was sleeveless, and the collar of the vest was close to Rand's in style, with black wolves on it instead of herons. Her trousers were in the same blue shade as the bottom of the vest and were just loose enough to allow for quick movements. She summoned the Spear of Avalon and undid Rand's lock before letting the weapon vanish. The less things Conrí knew about last night, the better.
Conrí entered the room with a serious look on his face. He held out the tray to Rand with a nod. "You might want to eat quickly, because the others are itching to go, too. Also, good morning, sister. I trust you two...have gotten it out of your systems and can actually focus on the situation at hand." He smirked playfully at Éirín with a wink. He turned his attention to Rand and stepped closer to him.
The wolf boy leaned up to Rand's ear and whispered, "I can see auras, and the two of ye are clearly like Jason and I. When the time comes, we want you two to come to us to make the rings. Also, we don't mind if you want to just have a big day with ours." He stepped back and excused himself from the room with the excuse that he had to clean up the kitchen. He patted his pocket strangely as he left.
Éirín sighed, took a plate from the tray and ate quickly. "Burn you, bloody Rand, causing me to work up such a hunger." She started to stick her tongue out at him, but stopped herself.
Conrí sighed as he started to clean up the dishes. The soap and the hot water soothed him in a way, but, not as much as working with his hands did. He found himself quite lost in thoughts, to the point that he was unaware if anyone else was around him or if they'd gone off to prepare. I still don't understand why I have to do this. But, there has to be a reason.
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