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Post by Bleuenn Bosser Sat Oct 02, 2021 3:38 am

Feeling her friend’s advance halt, Bleuenn gave out a sigh of relief simultaneously with Kyr’s deep inhale. Painting Kyr’s gaze with a light smile that soon curled into an expression of concern as her friend did not share similar feelings to being spurned. Looking at her friend puzzled, Bleuenn cut in between Kyr’s apology. “You don’t have to apologize, you were under the influence of another and alcohol. I know that you were not yourself”. Tightening her grip around Kyr shoulder; Bleuenn attempted to face her friend who actively avoided her gaze. Darting her head around as the battle of eye contact grew more intense only ending when Kyr snapped back at her with an odd comment. Backing off slightly and letting her friend go as her gaze was met with a tearful one. Unsure what she had done to upset her friend; Bleuenn merely stared back confused as to why her friend would be upset at her. Bleuenn wanted to speak, but she did not know what to say. I do not understand why she is so upset about me stopping her from making a mistake. I know she is not like this and how important her soulmate was to her, so why is she angry with me for protecting herself from ruining her promise to the most important person in her life?

Stunned and perplexed by the current event that unfolded before her. Part of her mind continued to scream at her body while it and her heart held her back from acting and trying to console and help her friend through whatever troubled her. Winching the pain from her friend telling her not to worry jolted her voice out from the rocks that stifled her voice. “What do you mean don’t worry….”! The pop of the balloon silenced Bleuenn as her face reddened more upon the realisation of what she meant to not worry about. Embarrassed by her mistake, the half witch was now in the place of her friend as she tried to break eye contact out of her inability to properly read her friend’s intentions.

Sorry, I did not understand”.. Stepping back and shooting a shocked expression back at Kyr while she grabbed the items she pushed upon her. Regaining her balance from the force that Kyr exerted, Bleuenn glared at the emerald eyed woman that was now yelling at her. “No I do not know what, please continue! I do not know what I did to upset you, but I do not deserve to be pushed and yelled at for trying to help you”! Placing her left foot forward, Bleuenn prepared to give Kyr more of an earful, however notice the shaking and change in Kyr’s expression along with her apology halted her warpath.

Kyr’s comment on needing fresh air caused Bleuenn to unknowingly try to embrace her friend who seemed to be on the edge of breaking down. However, her friend maneuvered around her attempts to console and keep her friend near. Looking at her friend as she passed it took all of Bleuenn’s will to not burst into tears herself at the sight of her friend in so much pain because of her. “Wait, Kyr don’t go, I'm sorry I just wanted to be a good friend”! Desperately reaching out at the now far away Kyr, the half witch slowly pulled her arm back to her mouth to hold back her own pain. Lost in her own world of misery, Bleuenn would have sunk completely if not for the staff member’s call out to her.

“Miss”?

Hmm.. pardon… OH”! Moving her focus towards the attendant, she would place the popped balloon and name tags onto the tray. “I am sorry for the disturbance, thank you”. Quickly jogging towards the door as she lifted her dress, Bleuenn attempted to catch up to her friend.

Kyr”! Calling out to her friend, Bleuenn would continue to give chase as she would not let the night and their friendship end over a simple miscommunication. “Please don't leave yet, let’s talk! I don’t want to lose you as a friend”!

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Post by Kyr Artanis Sun Oct 03, 2021 3:14 am

The crisp outdoor air hit her like a bomb, stinging her heated face but equally cooling the feverish sensation still trying to claw at her messed up feelings. She'd heard Bleu's voice calling out behind her but she didn't stop; not that she didn't want to stop, but she didn't want to face her with all those people around. Not when she looked this weak and miserable, with tears still streaming down her face now she could no longer stop them, the booming headache that came with it, and that agonising pain in her chest. She'd slowed down however, enough for her to follow through the masses without hopefully losing her, yet the moment she found an exit, she took it, and was more than happy to find the streets nigh-deserted, safe for a few people in the distance. As long as they didn't see the mess she'd become, she'd be fine. Kyrenai inhaled shakily as she heard the door open once more, running her fingers through the deviant white locks in front of her face as she pushed her hair back. It was hard to keep the tears at bay, and her eyes burnt viciously in protest, but she managed to stay the flow, albeit barely.

"No, it's fine…"

Liar. Be honest.

Another sigh, defeated as she dared gaze upon a cloudless, starry sky. "I won't leave… at least not for this." Her voice was small in comparison, her back still turned towards Bleu as she tried to prepare herself for what was to come next. Honestly, something inside her was touched that Bleu had come after her even though she fully-well had the right to turn her back on her then and there. She had been in the wrong for lashing out like that, not Bleu. And now came the time where she owed the witch-kin a more heartfelt apology, and even more importantly, an explanation for her behavior. Something she loathed having to tell again so soon, but her friend deserved to know the truth, especially after showing enough care to find her when she ran… how long had it been since someone else had shown her such a similar caring nature? Apart from her, that was….

No.

It was an insult to compare Jez to anyone else. An insult to said other person.

"I'm sorry, Bleuen… I really am." The white-haired woman started slowly, her voice still trying to steady itself as she kept staring up, as if the stars would guide her words instead. A deep inhale followed, and as she exhaled her shoulders sagged ever so deeply, her body relaxing into something far more fragile than the straightened back she'd been walking with all this time. She didn't want to be strong right now, or keep up appearances… if she were to say it all, she might as well be truly honest with herself as well. "This isn't your fault… nothing of this is. You just didn't know." Another sigh followed. "Because I didn't tell you." she finally said after a moment of silence, turning around to face her Bleu in full. "Mentioning my soulmate… Jez… well, I-I found her. Somewhat less than a fortnight ago, lost in the woods and in quite a pickle to boot. Heh, I guess… I assumed too much at that point." A grimace, cringing almost. "She did not recognise me at first; nothing new, seeing I do not even remotely look like I used to back in the day. How she knew me before I came to this world. Hell, even my magical signature has been reduced to dust!" she laughed sarcastically, the pain in her voice obvious as she crossed her arms, as if doing so would keep her from falling apart. "I honestly thought that it was just amnesia… that I could get her to remember if I just told her the stories and bided my time like we used to for many many years. But I was a fool to think as such. Whatever fractions she recalled were but slivers of dreams, no less memories than they were fairy tale stories. And I fell for it nonetheless, hopeless, naive fool that I was… you know, there used to be hope at some point. Told me of things no other person could possibly know about, showed me… Gods, I should've listened to that little voice when it felt like something was off." The frustration came again, riddled itself around her worlds in the same way her hands wrapped around her own arms, her grip tightening until her knuckles turned white. Anything to keep herself from showing the tremble settling in her body.


Yet when she spoke again, it felt all the more frail. "I should've noticed sooner." Her eyes burnt too much to stay the tears that escaped her again, yet no matter how much she just wanted to huddle into a ball and cry her eyes out, she fervently tried to dry her tears. To no avail, however. "We came across a band of knights on our way back to the people that had taken Jez in; a search party, it seemed. With at its helm no other than the man that turned out to be her new lover. And suddenly she acted like I no longer existed, as if all that time we spent, all those so-called 'memories' she remembered meant nothing to her. I was but the kind stranger she chanced upon and saved her life. And that's when I realised the mistake I'd made… this, this bond we once shared, the one I thought torn because she was dragged to this world, she- she-" Kyrenai choked on her words, nothing could stop the heavy sobbing that followed as whatever was left of her brave façade crumbled under the weight of the betrayal she'd felt. How cruel the heartbreak of a timeless romance truly was. How painful. "She severed the connection herself. Tore the very magic that bound us, to erase all the memories we once shared so she could start anew… That pain. That hollow void left after lifetimes of interwoven fate because I suddenly wasn't good enough anymore? Did I truly sacrifice my all, breached every damn rule I could've possibly broken for nothing?"

She could've just told me.

Words she wished to say but couldn't, her throat too tight to get anything more than a hoarse squeak to pass her lips if she were to try. There were no walls present in that moment where the former demon now stood, crying like there was no tomorrow, where not just years but centuries of frustration and pain came flowing out. Flowing out through a wound so ruthlessly made that she hadn't even noticed the physical form it had started taking on her chest.




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Post by Emi Kazama Sun Oct 03, 2021 3:20 am




 

joker's always wild


but I just can't smile without you




 
Emi didn't react to being gawked at, the rosiness of her cheeks from the alcohol never spread nor increased in intensity. The years of exposing much of herself have taught her to be body positive and the bold woman had reduced her sense of shame or shyness, or at least most of it - a dangerous quality to have when drunk. Instead,  there was a spark in the emerald eyes that caused her to quirk a knowing smirk at the ends of her lips as she rested her pale green hair upon the large man's chest. Now she knew where the large man's interests were, which meant that she was going to tease him all the more with it.

That crooked sneer of the bluette caused the thief's smirk to spread into a smile across her lips in admiration, finding it so dangerously appealing as he asked in that husky temptation of a voice that teased her ears. "Ahahah!" Emi couldn't help but giggle with a little squeak in her laugh that she covered with a hand when the large man challenged Wesley's words to make him take off the balloon, noticing the provocative way he placed his hand over Wesley's and squeezed the balloon. That boldness of the large man was so relatable to Emi, she couldn't help but laugh upon hearing the similarity in someone else! Green orbs flickered over to Wesley to exchange glances with him before she narrowed her eyebrows with an impish smirk as she peered up at the bluette with growing interest while attending to Wesley's alluring display of teasing.

When Wesley gave a strong tug of the larger man's pants, the man's hips was pulled against them, which caused the fake noble woman's large chest to be pressed all the more against the Bluette. She narrowed her eyebrows with a mischievous smirk up at the man, wondering if he was going to be the one to create space between them. Her teeth did sink upon her bottom lip, however, when Wesley lifted the larger man's shirt as he rather seductively slid his gloved hands up against his abs and threatened with an ultimatum to take it all off if he did not take off the balloon. "That's right," Emi's voice lowered into a sultry tone as she agreed with her partner, a mischievous smirk lingering on her lips as she gazed into the scarlet eyes of the big, burly, bluette. "And he means all of it.." She  emphasized Wesley's words with a velvety tone as she slid her hand on top of Wesley's leathery hand, placing her fingers in the space betwixt his fingers to feel the bluette's skin upon her finger tips.  

"C'mon, big guy.." Emi cooed in her silky low voice as her emerald eyes remained on the large man's scarlet hues underneath her narrowing eyebrows, a daring smirk drawing a curve along her lips. Gently placing a hand on the man's large one over her shoulder, she laced her fingers with his and attempted to guide his hand back to her other shoulder, shuddering slightly with a smile in delight as his touch sent a shiver down her spine, before slowly pushing his hand down her side along the voluptuous curves of her chest and abdomen until it was back on the balloon. "What do ya say?" It was either the balloon or all of his clothes off. Emi was attempting to help the big, handsome man out by getting him to listen to Wesley's initial command, but she didn't mind the other outcome in the least if it came to that.



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Post by Bleuenn Bosser Sun Oct 03, 2021 10:45 am

Continuing her pursuit of her friend, Bleuenn slipped through the throngs of lust addled party goers bumping and grind up against each other. Curtailing her disgust at such a weak will lot the half witch kept her eyes on her friend while continuing to call out to her. Running as fast as she could without a care for the speed her clothing and shoes safely allowed for. Bleuenn slammed to both halt her lack of control over her body and to throw open the doors to waste as little time as possible in hopes that it would be enough to catch Kyr.

Rolling through the doors to a far cleaning and clearer venue. Bleuenn’s ruby eyes were met with her friend at her limits. “Kyr”? Calling out to her friend she slowly reached out to the white haired woman to stop midway as she poorly lied to her. Tempering her frustration at Kyr’s stubborn she glared at the side of her friend’s head only see the edges of her friend’s reddened emerald eyes. “ No it’s not fine even a zombie can tell you are not fine. Please tell me what is wrong as I want to help a friend in need”. Clasping and resting her hands on her chest, Bleuenn would look up at Kyr with puppy dog eyes to plead for her friend’s trust.

Holding her ground Bleuenn planting herself and waited for any kind of response from Kyr. Flashing a half cocked smile as her friend sighed in defeat. With her friend’s promise to not run, Bleuenn kept her ears open in hopes to understand the why that she needed before she could help Kyr.

Watching in silence, Bleuenn simply nodded at her friend’s apology to signal her acceptance. Remaining silent to show her desire to hear what had caused her friend to lash out at the mention and act of honoring the connection to her lover. Giving her friend all the time she needed to ready herself. Kyr’s hesitation and body language told Bleuenn that whatever it was, was very personal and deeply painful to her friend. Hanging off of Kyr’s every word the half witch’s gaze shot from high to low as the mention of Kyr finding her soulmate had to be good news. However, as her friend went on any hopes of there being any positivity from their reunion were quickly put to bed. Placing her hands over Kyr’s whitened knuckles, “There was a purpose you at least found your soulmate. Even if her memory has been shattered, it can be returned just like your magic all is not lost as you at least have an answer”. Trying to smooth her friend’s pain she lightly stroked her cool fingers over Kyr’s stained and burning hands.

Remaining by Kyr’s side and doing her best to offer another outlook and support the addition to the story showed that everything her friend had sacrificed to find her soulmate was for nothing. Just as Kyr finished and fully lost control of herself. Bleuenn pulled out a handkerchief and embraced her friend with one arm while the other attempted to whip away Kyr’s tears and pain. Trying and failing to damp up the flood of emotions that came out from her friend. Bleuenn would do away with the now soaked handkerchief to fully embrace her friend. “I am sorry that your work did not lead to what you wanted. However, at least you tried and discovered the truth instead of forever dealing with the thoughts of what you could have done to learn what you know now”. Guiding her friend to a nearby bench, Bleuenn seat the Kyr and herself while resting her friend’s head on her shoulder. Not adding any more input for the moment she let her friend’s emotion run on to her as she ran her hair through Kyr’s silk hair. “I am not going to tell you that I know how you feel as I have never had anyone even close to the love you shared towards her. All I can offer is my friendship and support and tell you that you are not alone and that I will try to help you gain back what you sacrificed”. Holding Kyr close Bleuenn simply offered herself to show that she at least was not completely alone.

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Post by Kiigan Mon Oct 04, 2021 4:13 am

The angel's eyes lingered on the blue eyes that peeked up at him, interested in this twist of events. That face, the tone, the taunting... all of it was doing something for him. He felt the draw. He forgot all about Beaux's rejection, finding this preferable if he was honest with himself. His boss might have had concerns about ethics but Kiigan shared no such concerns. Being his boss had nothing to do with this. Authority meant nothing more to Kiigan than the person who paid him to work. As his hand was moved from the balloon to the smaller man's shoulder, without thinking his rough fingers started playing with the longer strands of pretty copper hair.

With an arm around each of them, Kiigan couldn't say he wasn't feeling good. The attraction Kii felt to Wes had been quietly been there from the start, so it was nice to have the opportunity to see what that was about, but his attraction to Emi was immediate and surprising. He still wasn't sure if he was allowed to be attracted to the woman he still kinda viewed as Wes's, but between the pheromones and the minty-head's flirtation, he wasn't about to create any distance on his part.

His eyes widened slightly as he felt Wes's free hands moving, touching him. With a slow inhale and sigh, the angel tried to endure the sexual tension between the three. Gloved fingers teased his skin behind his waistband and snaking up his abdomen. It'd be better if it was Wes's actual skin, though. For added mischief, Kii flexed his muscles, giving them both something to really feel other than the balloon being yanked in closer with the tug of his hips.

"Is this a threat?" Kiigan asked Wes, his head tilting to the side without angling down any more than he needed to despite the height difference, doubling down on his cocky expression. Losing his clothes wasn't exactly something he was afraid of. Nudity didn't bother him, and he'd ended up stark naked after a night of drinking more times than he could count. "It's not a very good one," he noted, just as another hand joined in over Wes's.

So, he was going to be double-teamed? Maybe this evening would turn out much better than he ever thought!

Kiigan's crimson hues finally left the gingersnap and locked onto the bold green ones. Emi did something that finally ruined the tenuous control he'd had on his glowing. The way she cooed and took his hand on a very happy tour of her curves transformed his cocky sneer into more of a smolder accompanied by a dim glow around his head. Dear Fleuve'ir, she was... something else. Never had he met a woman like her and his mind was nowhere pure, that was for sure. "It might not come off until it's popped?" he asked, only half-heartedly looking for however it was fastened before his hand returned to Emi's. His other hand, formerly playing with Wes's hair, now rested on and caressed the back of Wes's neck, squeezing lightly. "So either find a way to get it off, give me better motivation, or strip me. I don't care," he rumbled, glancing between them. Unless he was completely hammered, it seemed to him that they'd both be fine with seeing what was under his garments. Putting the ball in their court seemed fun.

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Post by Aubrey Pomme Bouffónt Tue Oct 05, 2021 7:11 pm

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TAKE ME TO WONDERLAND----



For nearly three seconds he suspended much of his dancing, laughing off the harmless embarrassment, with parted lips and eyes so diamond-bright. It was known that vivacious, spry influences were at work within the young man. Yet they seemed to have really emanated from him. The words that Aubrey’s companion had said to him—warm and inviting—had inspired a little moxie, and he used this moment to position the orb carefully between them while uttering a low, “Thank you for volunteering. Your demise will be painless and swift. But because we have considerate backsides, might you have any last words at all?”

Over his shoulder he saw her; the slender daisy had quite a head full of dark hair that cascaded down her back and gleamed like a night full of stars. The renewed appreciation had come so suddenly, that he failed to anticipate the timing and blinked as the balloon whined against his impeccably pert rump. Under the clever guise that he might have planned this all along, the startled chuckle sounded calmer as soon as he realized that he could have simply improvised the rest. He complied with that afterthought and rolled with it and began to adopt a more feminine tone, “Excuse me,” he said, pretending to be flustered, “but was that you? That’s one way to lighten the mood!”

Assuming she felt genuine embarrassment for his accusatory humor, he pushed down on it some more to strongly imply that he was the one to blame, that he was surely the culprit for every little squeak that pervaded their ear drums.

He seemed to squat just an inch, with strong, cricket-like legs moving wide apart, every step methodical and perceptively goofy. He arched his back gracefully and tossed his head back, his athletic form poking through his long-sleeved dress shirt with the elegance of a ballerina. And then the fabled twerk commenced, every fluid movement like a crashing wave that was continuous and merciless. He continued to be very careful, however, of knocking the pretty girl over and monitored the strength of his balloon crushing prowess.

He didn’t want to bruise her by being so callous as to slam her into a buffet table. But the tantalizing mental imagery of her being helplessly bent over against a nice, sturdy table clean of food seemed to stir naughty visions in his small brain, which he did away with as quickly as it came. Reverting back to a more family-friendly mindset, he looked at her once again from over his shoulder (just to check up on his partner) and laughed at the screaming rubber demon wedged between their forms. “I may have underestimated this balloon.” He purred, and then mischievously indicated to his next point, “Jenevieve, desperate times call for desperate measures. Would you like to find something to latch onto? I will give you five seconds.”

In those five seconds, he heard enough from Emi and experienced real shame. His face burned as she mocked the gentleman that was sitting some distance away from them. “And that,” he said, this time a little less enthusiastically, “was my eldritch-possessed sister. I’ll have to introduce you to her at a much later time.”

Tonight, Emi brought him nothing but shame.




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Post by Daphne Mon Oct 18, 2021 10:27 pm

Daphne

Flashing lights of devotion, circling in slow motion, I kissed the lips of a potion, and now I'm out in the open, so follow me into the dark...
Daphne Rose Ravenwood




Daphne had always been a little on the competitive side, having two talented older sisters would do that to you. Especially when her eldest sibling was so content on always rubbing it in her face. Still even with her competitive nature spurring her to go at this balloon game a little too intensely, even she could see that this was a game that could not be won. Because wining this wasn't about popping the balloon, no this was a mere ploy designed to create sexual tension between two parties. She let out a laugh at his comment about her hips, swaying them side to side proudly. "Thanks, they're my fathers." She quipped, placing her hands on her sides.

She sighed, taking a pause to think for a moment. Really, she didn't fancy going through that again, especially as there wouldn't be a prize at the end of it. But on the other hand, quitting wouldn't be very sporting of her considering Harm had let her practical abuse him for the sake of a win. Dropping her hands from her sides, she would move to a nearby table scooping up a drink someone had left on the side, she would knock it back, finishing it in a few hearty gulps. Then she would begin untying the balloon from her front, she approached him once more. "Well, Harm. You know what they say, turnabout is fair play." She said with a pointed look and adjusting the ties of the balloon so that the object was now attached to her rear.

Once the balloon was securely attached to her behind, she would bend over the table in front of him, propping herself up on her elbow, she would place one hand under her chin. With the other she would reach across the table, pointing her finger at the adjacent table, she would use her dream magic to carry one of the chicken wraps. Creating a thread of black particles that would dart forward, pick it up and bring it to her. Gripping the tortilla-wrapped treat in her free palm, she would take a bite, chewing momentarily before swallowing her mouthful. "Let's get it tiger."




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Post by Jen Tue Oct 19, 2021 2:59 am


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The balloon squeaked as it was crushed between the two, the sound similar to that of a dying rat. Jen’s giggles increased only to be interrupted by a gasp of feigned indignance that escaped her lips instead. Aubrey was blaming the noise on her! “You dare accuse me of such barbaric behavior?” she teased, eyes sparkling with amusement over her shoulder. “A lady would never!” The moonlet gave her long hair a dramatic flip with her hand.

She felt Aubrey begin to press on the balloon harder, moving up, down, around - anything to try to get the rubber to split. Jen replied with equal and eccentric pressure, grabbing up the hem of her dress into curled hands so she could get a better and wider stance. Ladylike be damned, she wasn’t going to let the redhead push her over! Jen had never moved like this before, but her heart felt light with amusement at how strange and ridiculous it was. They looked like two bugs wrestling for dominance, a black bird and red bird dancing back and forth. The star-child swung her skirt back and forth with her hips, her cheeks hurting from grinning so widely. It was unnatural, it was odd, and yet, it was the most fun she’d had in a long time.

As Aubrey spoke, Jen nodded her head in agreement. The balloon refused to die an undignified death, so they would have to take it a step further. Looking around, she found the corner of a sturdy wooden table nearby that had bowls of various chocolates and cookies sitting neatly on top. It was part of the greater food buffet, but not in the center of it all. Jen gentle grabbed the crook of Aubrey’s elbow and led him to the table. “This should work!”

“Wait, you have a sister? And she’s here?” the moonlet exclaimed, looking towards where they had just come from. “Why didn’t you tell me? You have to introduce us!” Jen’s eyes were bright. Another new acquaintance, especially one that might be like Aubrey, was an exciting prospect. “Well, maybe later…” she added, reminded of the task at hand. They had a rubber demon to slay!

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Post by Cassian Sat Oct 23, 2021 6:36 am

Cassian's lips twitched. Did Beaux have a thing for blue hair? Was that his type? That's all he could really see that was similar between the two, himself and that behemoth of an angel. Maybe he preferred his own kind? Brows pinching together irritably, Cassian, conveniently forgetting that he was here to mess around as well, was suffering some sort of surge of... jealousy? It was more complicated than that, since he'd also very much enjoyed watching Beaux in that exchange, yet it didn't stop this very particular urge to rush in and erase that stranger's smell and presence from the silverette's body. One would probably rush to say he was insecure, but that wasn't really it. Yes, he was shorter, but he was certainly more charming, handsome, and smooth than that brute. It was more that...well, if that was what the angel he'd become curiously fond of was into, could he... 'compete' wasn't really the right word, since the two men weren't even playing the same game. Similar, though.

"How's this?" a sultry woman's voice pierced through his distracted thoughts, but even so, didn't draw his gaze.

"Yeah, fine," he said, tone bored as if his turned head and relaxed position on the barstool, elbows back on the bar wasn't enough of an indication. She probably realized it and went at the balloon a bit harder, though it was quite possible that the balloon would never pop given how squishy her chest was. Whatever her name was, she really needed to use something a bit firmer, not that he cared anymore. When he first saw the basic blonde beauty, she'd seemed like a fun evening, but now he only wanted one thing. One person. And that person had just fairytale princessed himself into the men's room, though he'd had to crane his neck from the end of the bar to see him disappear.

Since he couldn't see very well from where he was sitting, the young noble decided he'd had enough. "Alright, that'll do. I don't think you'll get it any time soon," he said, fingers curling around the girl's chin to lean her back so he could stand and remove the balloon from his black high-waisted pants. Irritation tainted his tone, though he wasn't sure if it was because of Beaux or the other angel.

"But Mr. du Villanell--"

"Don't call me that," Cassian snapped, turning a sharp eye on her fast enough to make the ponytail tied high on his head whip around and tickle his own ear. For all the mindless flirting he'd been doing earlier, he seemed disgusted with her now. Disinterested as he was, he still poured on a honeyed tone after, putting on a convincing fake smile. "Sorry, doll. It was a good effort, but I came here to mingle, and you should do the same. You're too pretty for one man to monopolize for the whole event," he crooned, turning and heading for the men's room with a wave. Was she okay with that? He had no idea, he didn't look back or care.

Cassian didn't go in the restroom, though. Instead, he leaned against a wall nearby with a glass of red wine so he could patiently wait for the angel to come out, picking at the silver moon and star designs dotting the black see-through fabric of his flowy tunic tucked into his pants. He was ever the picture of nonchalance and indifference... as long as you didn't notice how his one eye always returned to one particular spot.

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Post by Kyr Artanis Yesterday at 1:36 am

Kind words and even kinder gestures still could not cease the heartbreak and tears flowing freely from the pale-haired woman, who only belatedly reacted to the arm around her and the hug offered. Like a meek lamb she'd been guided to a bench before she'd burst into tears in full after telling her tale, yet though her friend spoke true words of encouragement, there was more to it that she still had to tell. It was true that she did not have to guess now she'd found out the truth, nor beat herself up about never having found Jez, but at this point she wasn't sure whether the pain of her betrayal had been worth it. That sharp, inexorable pain in her chest, ripping through her body. So when she actually registered the softness and warmth of Bleu's embrace, she seemed to tense at first, before fully melting into it. Kyrenai couldn't help but cling as she let her emotions run free, her face fully tucked away against her shoulder, her grip tightening almost desperately. And she would stay like that for a while, until her tears had dried and her eyes stung and her voice shifted into a more hoarse tone. "Thank you, Bleu… really… I don't think there's anyone else I could call so dear a friend as I could you. Yet I don't wish to drag you into my misery any further. I'll try my best to continue my life without her holding my mind captive too long, but for now…" Her grip finally loosened, slowly letting go off the blue-haired woman so her words sounded less muffled than they had while mumbling against her shoulder. There seemed to be more the woman wished to tell her friend. This time with more composure than the last telling.

"She was the only one I had left after thousands of years alone... It's… there's more to it than this, too. This connection, the magic I meant… it's literally magical in nature, like a pact. A pact so strong that it has to be made and accepted by two consenting parties, at the cost of not only mana but life force alike." There was still some sniffling present as she tried to sit back up, wiping away the lingering tears with the palm of her hand. "Magic like that Bleu, it's lethal. One wrong move and it will sever the life of both parties involved… but it was necessary at that point. I wasn't ready to lose her, and she wasn't ready either… because reincarnation, returning in another form does not happen in my previous world. If you die, it ends completely. So when Jez's first life was coming to an end when we found out about the ritual and the pact, and together we decided to use this accursed magic. To turn things in our favor. Jez would pay the remainder of her life force, however little that was, and I would connect half of mine to her soul, so she could be reincarnated instead while feeding on an immortal soul's power. It went off without a hitch, but only later on we learnt about the true consequences."

She smiled sadly. "We were linked together, could feel each other's existence and strengthen that bond to share thoughts and feelings alike. But the cost of this was Jez's memories, that had to be ignited anew every single time. I actually had her hate me during her first few reincarnations because I had no idea how it worked at all!" The laugh that followed was hollow and bitter, but it too had once been a fond memory both had laughed about later on. Now however it was but a thorn in her side, aching as it squirmed deeper inside of her, out of her grasp. "For me it was my immortality that shrunk away. Every single time she died the pact would siphon enough mana and life force out of me to create a cycle of reincarnation, to create a body fit for her soul. It took me several hundreds of years to realise it actually left its marks on me too," Her hand had strayed back to her chest, gently tapping her sternum, still covered by her dress. "Physical marks. But those don't show as long as the bond remain mutual. To break the pact both parties must perform the same ritual and break the pact simultaneously… if it's done by only one side the other party will suffer from it rather than the party breaking it. Which is ironic, since that's how it works in actual relationships too. When she broke the pact she gained the sacrifice I had made… she gained my half-immortal life in this world. I was lucky in that regard… had I been mortal before reaching Vyldermire, I would've died in the process and taken her place in the void she left instead. Without reincarnations."

The truth was there, hidden on her body, scattered all over her skin. "Perhaps… it might be better if I show you instead, the price I paid." Kyrenai said softly, letting her hands slip behind her neck and into her white hair, lifting it to reveal a bare shoulder and part of the turtle-neck dress. She moved the fabric away, which had been hiding a most hideous set of scars, both old and new alike, running down the side of her neck unto part of her shoulder and down to her collarbone. The edges betrayed that some of the scars she saw ran further down her chest, and it did not take a nimble mind to guess how many more hid underneath the remainder of her dress, scattered around her body. Kyrenai let go of her hair again, allowing her pale white locks to smoothly cover the vicious scars once more. "They don't heal. I tried. Naturally-made scars disappear when healed with magic but these… they remain. And now I bleed like a mortal, except my blood still holds the sheen of an immortal one." She sighed ever so deeply, nodding softly-- more to herself than anything else.



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