IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
You must be swift as a coursing river, with all the strength of a great Typhoon...
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Dragon's Dream
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One of her favorite parts of the year, or favorite times during the various years, was the parties that would spring up every so often. The beautiful dresses some of the other ladies wore, getting to dress up herself, the dancing, the food, the music, it was always such a lovely time. Which was almost ironic considering she hardly ever actually participated. The parties were terrifying in a very specific way for her, not that she ever actually told anyone that, or implied it in any way. Considering she ended up sent to her room from every one that she had attended, no one had even figured it out over the years.
Tonight's would be no different, her gown was too short, it was always too short, whenever she tried to wear a full length thing she tripped over it with nearly every step. Which probably had more to do with the fact that she had a hard time sitting still, and taking her time with things. Isabella liked to move, run, and those heavy beautiful dresses slowed her down. Which was why it wouldn't take long for her mother to find her, an exasperated sigh as the woman gave her a look this time, instead of even telling her that she best leave. Which she would do, after swiping a few sweets from one of the buffet tables.
Instead of returning to her room, however, the brunette would find herself in the hall outside of the great hall, peering in around a corner as if she were so well hidden. Observing, watching, as she munched upon one of the tarts she had claimed before 'leaving'. It was simply fun though, to listen, watch, etching the moments into her mind that she might claim them later for eternity.
The party in question was an engagement party for the youngest sister of the king, which was bittersweet in a way. Once the marriage concluded she would move away, though it was namely bittersweet for Isabella. As the young princess was one of her closer friends. Regardless, Isabella was happy with how beautiful she happened to look out there, and she seemed quite happy to be near her fiancee. It was lovely~
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One of her favorite parts of the year, or favorite times during the various years, was the parties that would spring up every so often. The beautiful dresses some of the other ladies wore, getting to dress up herself, the dancing, the food, the music, it was always such a lovely time. Which was almost ironic considering she hardly ever actually participated. The parties were terrifying in a very specific way for her, not that she ever actually told anyone that, or implied it in any way. Considering she ended up sent to her room from every one that she had attended, no one had even figured it out over the years.
Tonight's would be no different, her gown was too short, it was always too short, whenever she tried to wear a full length thing she tripped over it with nearly every step. Which probably had more to do with the fact that she had a hard time sitting still, and taking her time with things. Isabella liked to move, run, and those heavy beautiful dresses slowed her down. Which was why it wouldn't take long for her mother to find her, an exasperated sigh as the woman gave her a look this time, instead of even telling her that she best leave. Which she would do, after swiping a few sweets from one of the buffet tables.
Instead of returning to her room, however, the brunette would find herself in the hall outside of the great hall, peering in around a corner as if she were so well hidden. Observing, watching, as she munched upon one of the tarts she had claimed before 'leaving'. It was simply fun though, to listen, watch, etching the moments into her mind that she might claim them later for eternity.
The party in question was an engagement party for the youngest sister of the king, which was bittersweet in a way. Once the marriage concluded she would move away, though it was namely bittersweet for Isabella. As the young princess was one of her closer friends. Regardless, Isabella was happy with how beautiful she happened to look out there, and she seemed quite happy to be near her fiancee. It was lovely~
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Darkness Comes
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The stars glared down on the small village surrounding the powerful, looming castle, no cloud there to hinder their piercing light. Things were beginning to settle down as lights went out in the houses of many. A person or two walked the muddy roads, enjoying the cool that the night brought. At the corner of one road, though, the night had only just begun. The Scaly Beast was a tavern known to everyone around. It was home to some of the most beautiful women, some of the best beers, and magnet to some of the scariest people alive. While normal people came there to have a good time, spies, assassins, and mercenaries would stop by for a drink, some payment, some information, then leave without a trace. The owner of the place knew about it all, of course, but powerful people paid well and he had a family to feed.
The most popular customers that had a job that would make most shudder were a certain group of assassins capable of hiding in plain sight and killing without a sound. Sometimes even the owner didn't realize they were there, even after running the place for years.
Knowing this full well, a man in a black cloak and thick black clothes rode up to under the moon's watchful gaze. His thick stallion huffed as it was commanded to halt. Sliding off it side with grace, the stranger hit the mud without a sound. His face was cast in shadow by his hood, no feature noticeable as he tied off his horse. With a pat to the shoulder, he left the beast, walking inside. His entrance turned a dozen or so head instantly before they swiveled away. An air of danger followed him as he approached the bar and took a seat.
The owner and the bartender for the night, a tall and fairly muscular man with a scar over his left eye and a shaggy head of silver hair. "You look new here. Name's Riggal. How can I help ya?" He recognized that swagger, the way the man stood tall and walked without fear. He couldn't always point out the rascals in his tavern, but this one was some sort of dangerous, he just knew. The stranger pulled back his cloak, reaching out with a scarred, rough hand and leaning on the table. "Riggal? I've heard a few names, but I don't think I've heard that one." The bartender tensed for a moment, fear flashing in his eyes as they landed on the silver and gold ring on his finger. "Oh... It's been... a while. I'll get your usual." He walked away, not too slowly, but not fast enough to draw a lot of attention. Of course, the stranger's get-up wasn't helping that.
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[/div]The stars glared down on the small village surrounding the powerful, looming castle, no cloud there to hinder their piercing light. Things were beginning to settle down as lights went out in the houses of many. A person or two walked the muddy roads, enjoying the cool that the night brought. At the corner of one road, though, the night had only just begun. The Scaly Beast was a tavern known to everyone around. It was home to some of the most beautiful women, some of the best beers, and magnet to some of the scariest people alive. While normal people came there to have a good time, spies, assassins, and mercenaries would stop by for a drink, some payment, some information, then leave without a trace. The owner of the place knew about it all, of course, but powerful people paid well and he had a family to feed.
The most popular customers that had a job that would make most shudder were a certain group of assassins capable of hiding in plain sight and killing without a sound. Sometimes even the owner didn't realize they were there, even after running the place for years.
Knowing this full well, a man in a black cloak and thick black clothes rode up to under the moon's watchful gaze. His thick stallion huffed as it was commanded to halt. Sliding off it side with grace, the stranger hit the mud without a sound. His face was cast in shadow by his hood, no feature noticeable as he tied off his horse. With a pat to the shoulder, he left the beast, walking inside. His entrance turned a dozen or so head instantly before they swiveled away. An air of danger followed him as he approached the bar and took a seat.
The owner and the bartender for the night, a tall and fairly muscular man with a scar over his left eye and a shaggy head of silver hair. "You look new here. Name's Riggal. How can I help ya?" He recognized that swagger, the way the man stood tall and walked without fear. He couldn't always point out the rascals in his tavern, but this one was some sort of dangerous, he just knew. The stranger pulled back his cloak, reaching out with a scarred, rough hand and leaning on the table. "Riggal? I've heard a few names, but I don't think I've heard that one." The bartender tensed for a moment, fear flashing in his eyes as they landed on the silver and gold ring on his finger. "Oh... It's been... a while. I'll get your usual." He walked away, not too slowly, but not fast enough to draw a lot of attention. Of course, the stranger's get-up wasn't helping that.
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IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
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The wedding would be in a few weeks, a speedy affair, which set more than a few noble tongues waggling about why it seemed to be approaching so quickly. Most of the conversations flew over Isabella's head, or at least most people seemed to believe they did. She hardly ever commented on them to give anyone a proper idea of how she felt on such things, most just assumed her head was in the clouds again.
Which was probably why when most people happened to pass her along the way through the hall they hardly paid any mind to her. As if she were a portion of the decorations, just a little thing there. The ones who might have been concerned were in there, dancing, and she was perfectly content for them to stay there. After all why would she want them to be anywhere else when they were enjoying themselves?
It was probably an odd sight to anyone not familiar with her, seeing a young lady of the castle standing outside of the great hall, watching the festivities, leaning against the wall and just peeking around the corner. 'Hiding' so to speak, though she was doing a very poor job of it.
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The wedding would be in a few weeks, a speedy affair, which set more than a few noble tongues waggling about why it seemed to be approaching so quickly. Most of the conversations flew over Isabella's head, or at least most people seemed to believe they did. She hardly ever commented on them to give anyone a proper idea of how she felt on such things, most just assumed her head was in the clouds again.
Which was probably why when most people happened to pass her along the way through the hall they hardly paid any mind to her. As if she were a portion of the decorations, just a little thing there. The ones who might have been concerned were in there, dancing, and she was perfectly content for them to stay there. After all why would she want them to be anywhere else when they were enjoying themselves?
It was probably an odd sight to anyone not familiar with her, seeing a young lady of the castle standing outside of the great hall, watching the festivities, leaning against the wall and just peeking around the corner. 'Hiding' so to speak, though she was doing a very poor job of it.
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Cosmic_Flare
Darkness Comes
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Riggal would return in a few minutes with three small pouches. He laid them on the table hesitantly. "I was... I was sorry to hear-" The sound of metal against metal could be heard before a dagger was stabbed into the table right beside the older man's hand. He gulped softly, then pulled his hand away, not saying anything else.
"Thanks for the help Riggal." With that, the stranger would take the pouches and leave the bar. The noise that had been quieted by the dagger-pulling slowly returned.
After mounting his horse again, he would ride towards the palace itself. The guards would only give a sideways glance as he trotted in, his hand holding up a small paper with the royal symbol. They let him be, allowing him to ride to the back of the castle, tie up his horse, and slip inside. With a few quick movements, his cloak was pulled back, his garb finally in the light. The many torches of the hallways revealed a handsome young with midnight-black hair and soft grey eyes. His clothing wasn't exactly formal but fancier than any normal citizen wore.
He followed the sound of chattering and music, reaching the party soon enough. The great hall was just in sight when he stopped Outside the mighty doors stood a fairly beautiful young woman, he cast aside his cloak and raggedy belt of pouches, hiding them behind some convenient decorations. Tonight would be more fun than he anticipated~
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[/div]Riggal would return in a few minutes with three small pouches. He laid them on the table hesitantly. "I was... I was sorry to hear-" The sound of metal against metal could be heard before a dagger was stabbed into the table right beside the older man's hand. He gulped softly, then pulled his hand away, not saying anything else.
"Thanks for the help Riggal." With that, the stranger would take the pouches and leave the bar. The noise that had been quieted by the dagger-pulling slowly returned.
After mounting his horse again, he would ride towards the palace itself. The guards would only give a sideways glance as he trotted in, his hand holding up a small paper with the royal symbol. They let him be, allowing him to ride to the back of the castle, tie up his horse, and slip inside. With a few quick movements, his cloak was pulled back, his garb finally in the light. The many torches of the hallways revealed a handsome young with midnight-black hair and soft grey eyes. His clothing wasn't exactly formal but fancier than any normal citizen wore.
He followed the sound of chattering and music, reaching the party soon enough. The great hall was just in sight when he stopped Outside the mighty doors stood a fairly beautiful young woman, he cast aside his cloak and raggedy belt of pouches, hiding them behind some convenient decorations. Tonight would be more fun than he anticipated~
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IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
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With all the wonder to witness from within the room, dresses swaying, bodies moving, colors twisting in and out of view. It would have been easy for her to completely lose the evening, track of time, everything. To simply stay there transfixed without a care in the world, it wasn't as if she hadn't completely lost track of her time before. Becoming lost in a moment, in the feelings brought along with it, a beautiful storm of colors and memories blending together.
Something stole her attention though, silver eyes blinking at the party for a moment as the sensation settled around her. A trickle against the back of her neck, so to speak, before she would slowly lean away from the wall and turn her entire body to face towards the stranger. The new individual in all of this, a cursory glance at him told her that he had most certainly not been in that room a short time before, which meant only one thing...
"You're terribly late you know." Isabella's voice made it obvious that she didn't particularly care, it wasn't concerning, more so that she was teasing. As if she, herself, was probably late regularly to things. Her fingers would have clasped behind her back there, a small smile on her face as she looked towards him. As if there was nothing unusual about this situation, meeting a stranger in this place surrounded by known names and faces. A rather mysterious looking one at that.
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With all the wonder to witness from within the room, dresses swaying, bodies moving, colors twisting in and out of view. It would have been easy for her to completely lose the evening, track of time, everything. To simply stay there transfixed without a care in the world, it wasn't as if she hadn't completely lost track of her time before. Becoming lost in a moment, in the feelings brought along with it, a beautiful storm of colors and memories blending together.
Something stole her attention though, silver eyes blinking at the party for a moment as the sensation settled around her. A trickle against the back of her neck, so to speak, before she would slowly lean away from the wall and turn her entire body to face towards the stranger. The new individual in all of this, a cursory glance at him told her that he had most certainly not been in that room a short time before, which meant only one thing...
"You're terribly late you know." Isabella's voice made it obvious that she didn't particularly care, it wasn't concerning, more so that she was teasing. As if she, herself, was probably late regularly to things. Her fingers would have clasped behind her back there, a small smile on her face as she looked towards him. As if there was nothing unusual about this situation, meeting a stranger in this place surrounded by known names and faces. A rather mysterious looking one at that.
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Cosmic_Flare
Darkness Comes
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She was watching the party through the doors, her eyes transfixed on whatever lay beyond them. He made his way over with a charming smile, ready to seduce her and convince her that he was the most charming man alive. It wasn't hard, he had done it a hundred times before, so he expected this time to be no different. She turned to him as he neared as if she could feel him approaching. Her silver eyes landed on his grey and his smile grew a little. She was so innocent, so naive, he could see it. This time would be far easier than any time before.
His laugh echoed in the empty hall, sweet and entrancing. Her hands slid behind her back and clasped together as she greeted him with a grin. Returning the gesture, he made his way over, stopping as he reached her. "Am I? What a terrible shame. I mean, if I had been on time, I would have been dancing with one of those stiff ladies, or gossiping with the petty men in those corners, or maybe just sulking like all the nobles who seek love. But no... I'm out here, late, and with you. Why aren't you in there, catching yourself a handsome royal of some sort. You could easily turn the eye of a prince, get yourself a fancy castle a ton of servants. But you're out here? I was late," He smirked at her. "What's your excuse?"
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[/div]She was watching the party through the doors, her eyes transfixed on whatever lay beyond them. He made his way over with a charming smile, ready to seduce her and convince her that he was the most charming man alive. It wasn't hard, he had done it a hundred times before, so he expected this time to be no different. She turned to him as he neared as if she could feel him approaching. Her silver eyes landed on his grey and his smile grew a little. She was so innocent, so naive, he could see it. This time would be far easier than any time before.
His laugh echoed in the empty hall, sweet and entrancing. Her hands slid behind her back and clasped together as she greeted him with a grin. Returning the gesture, he made his way over, stopping as he reached her. "Am I? What a terrible shame. I mean, if I had been on time, I would have been dancing with one of those stiff ladies, or gossiping with the petty men in those corners, or maybe just sulking like all the nobles who seek love. But no... I'm out here, late, and with you. Why aren't you in there, catching yourself a handsome royal of some sort. You could easily turn the eye of a prince, get yourself a fancy castle a ton of servants. But you're out here? I was late," He smirked at her. "What's your excuse?"
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IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
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The look on her face, more than anything, said it all. The trickle of amusement, a little giggle, when he went over what he could have been doing should he have arrived on time. Should he have been in there with them, she found it funny, since she could have felt the same way about some parts of it. Though her expression changed when he mentioned what she could have been doing in there. The little crinkle of her nose, the growing look of near disgust at the suggestion. A prince, a castle, servant. It was horrifying!
"You have no idea how incredibly boring that sounds." Isabella stated, as if it should have been an obvious fact instead of a matter of opinion. Still, though, it would likely be her fate one day. A pretty, young, noble girl, married off for some political exchange, some series of events that would earn the kingdom in exchange for her. Get her energy out of their hair, someone else's problem.
"Mother always throws me out of the formal parties when she realizes my dress isn't quite the same as when it was made." She would grab at part of her dress, swishing the skirt slightly as if to point out the fact that it wasn't... quite appropriate, her legs we showing a little, the horror. It just passed her knees, and she wore tights underneath so it wasn't as though she were actually showing any extra amount of skin. Sometimes she wondered, idly, if her mother would faint if she just showed up naked instead.
"I'm actually suppose to be in my room right now, thinking about what I've done, so shhhh~" She would have been in far more trouble if she were caught out here, especially socializing with a male alone. Chaperones never made any sense to her, they weren't necessary as children after all!
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The look on her face, more than anything, said it all. The trickle of amusement, a little giggle, when he went over what he could have been doing should he have arrived on time. Should he have been in there with them, she found it funny, since she could have felt the same way about some parts of it. Though her expression changed when he mentioned what she could have been doing in there. The little crinkle of her nose, the growing look of near disgust at the suggestion. A prince, a castle, servant. It was horrifying!
"You have no idea how incredibly boring that sounds." Isabella stated, as if it should have been an obvious fact instead of a matter of opinion. Still, though, it would likely be her fate one day. A pretty, young, noble girl, married off for some political exchange, some series of events that would earn the kingdom in exchange for her. Get her energy out of their hair, someone else's problem.
"Mother always throws me out of the formal parties when she realizes my dress isn't quite the same as when it was made." She would grab at part of her dress, swishing the skirt slightly as if to point out the fact that it wasn't... quite appropriate, her legs we showing a little, the horror. It just passed her knees, and she wore tights underneath so it wasn't as though she were actually showing any extra amount of skin. Sometimes she wondered, idly, if her mother would faint if she just showed up naked instead.
"I'm actually suppose to be in my room right now, thinking about what I've done, so shhhh~" She would have been in far more trouble if she were caught out here, especially socializing with a male alone. Chaperones never made any sense to her, they weren't necessary as children after all!
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Cosmic_Flare
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Her face appeared amused, even delighted at his little list, until he reached her part. Disgust filled her face and spoke quickly once he was done. “Boring? A surprising response from a noble girl with the looks of a princess... though I’d agree with you. That kind of life certainly wouldn’t suit me.” His voice was smooth and elegant, every word carefully spoken and specifically placed. It was as if the words just flowed without any guide, just free to entertain the ears.
His eyes would look to her dress, a laugh escaping him. Then he would laugh more as she shushed him. “Of course, I wouldn’t rat you out. Especially for such a horrendous crime as kneecaps. Though, if you’d care to have someone to talk to, I’d gladly fill the position. I don’t like dancing much... and you seem nice.”
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
[/div]Her face appeared amused, even delighted at his little list, until he reached her part. Disgust filled her face and spoke quickly once he was done. “Boring? A surprising response from a noble girl with the looks of a princess... though I’d agree with you. That kind of life certainly wouldn’t suit me.” His voice was smooth and elegant, every word carefully spoken and specifically placed. It was as if the words just flowed without any guide, just free to entertain the ears.
His eyes would look to her dress, a laugh escaping him. Then he would laugh more as she shushed him. “Of course, I wouldn’t rat you out. Especially for such a horrendous crime as kneecaps. Though, if you’d care to have someone to talk to, I’d gladly fill the position. I don’t like dancing much... and you seem nice.”
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Given his appearance, and a few other factors, it really wasn't surprising that he shared her thoughts in how boring that would have been. Though it was easy for her to think it was boring, a girl who had never known any hardship in live outside of the waggling tongues and general dispositions of the people within the castle.
"It really is boring though! You can't do this, can't do that, you have to behave a certain way, no running in the halls..." She did her best impression of her mother for a moment there, before letting out something that was between a giggle, and a snicker there. Looking towards the door there for a moment, towards the party that was still going on. The music still filtering out into the halls, she liked the music, but still...
"Hey want to go somewhere else? The garden is really pretty!" She was also a lot less likely to get caught out there than she was in the halls. The garden wasn't far away from the great hall either, certain windows would allow some of the music to continue filtering out regardless, though not as well as it would have here.
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Given his appearance, and a few other factors, it really wasn't surprising that he shared her thoughts in how boring that would have been. Though it was easy for her to think it was boring, a girl who had never known any hardship in live outside of the waggling tongues and general dispositions of the people within the castle.
"It really is boring though! You can't do this, can't do that, you have to behave a certain way, no running in the halls..." She did her best impression of her mother for a moment there, before letting out something that was between a giggle, and a snicker there. Looking towards the door there for a moment, towards the party that was still going on. The music still filtering out into the halls, she liked the music, but still...
"Hey want to go somewhere else? The garden is really pretty!" She was also a lot less likely to get caught out there than she was in the halls. The garden wasn't far away from the great hall either, certain windows would allow some of the music to continue filtering out regardless, though not as well as it would have here.
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Cosmic_Flare
Darkness Comes
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
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His laugh echoed down the long hall once more as she insisted her life truly was boring. She mimicked someone, most likely her mother, before giving a little giggle. He smiled at her, enjoying the cute little sound. She would be so easy to trick, to violate. It was as if she wanted to be hurt by him. Either way, he didn’t care much, he was tired and bored from riding for days. He wanted some fun and the girl was right here! It was convenient and easy.
His eyes widened for just a second when she mentioned the garden, then they returned to their calm and suave shape. A garden would be quiet and empty, especially at this time. She already like him and with his master assassin skill it wouldn’t take long before they were lying in the grass and....
“That sounds just lovely. Though we don’t want anyone catching on.” He held out his arm to her a gentleman would. “Would you care for a walk beautiful miss?” He copied and elegant noble’s voice, the impression perfect. He laughed a little, as though he too enjoyed his mimicking too much. “Shall we take a stroll this fine night? Maybe we can visit the garden, see if the flowers wilt in jealously over you beauty.” He knew it was a little overkill, but he wanted her to believe that he was fun and silly like her while also being slightly flushed by his ‘accidental’ but sweet compliment.
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
[/div]His laugh echoed down the long hall once more as she insisted her life truly was boring. She mimicked someone, most likely her mother, before giving a little giggle. He smiled at her, enjoying the cute little sound. She would be so easy to trick, to violate. It was as if she wanted to be hurt by him. Either way, he didn’t care much, he was tired and bored from riding for days. He wanted some fun and the girl was right here! It was convenient and easy.
His eyes widened for just a second when she mentioned the garden, then they returned to their calm and suave shape. A garden would be quiet and empty, especially at this time. She already like him and with his master assassin skill it wouldn’t take long before they were lying in the grass and....
“That sounds just lovely. Though we don’t want anyone catching on.” He held out his arm to her a gentleman would. “Would you care for a walk beautiful miss?” He copied and elegant noble’s voice, the impression perfect. He laughed a little, as though he too enjoyed his mimicking too much. “Shall we take a stroll this fine night? Maybe we can visit the garden, see if the flowers wilt in jealously over you beauty.” He knew it was a little overkill, but he wanted her to believe that he was fun and silly like her while also being slightly flushed by his ‘accidental’ but sweet compliment.
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IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
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The little grin on her face spread some there, as he adopted the actions one of the noble men might have taken were they inviting her. Amusement, delight, flooding through as if everything was lining up perfectly right now. Perhaps it could have been, though it was doubtful that she had planned that far ahead in any of this.
"They can't catch on if they can't catch us~" The brunette would explain as, instead of taking his offered arm, she would claim his hand to start running. Through the halls as she was told, more than a few times, not to do. The door to the outside, the garden specifically, wouldn't be very far from the great hall. So it wasn't as though either would have to run far, if he ran with her, before the well tended garden would be visible through the doorway.
Many of the plants were somewhat exotic, not the most common within the kingdom, which meant they required a bit more care than the average. A miracle of money, being able to afford some of the best gardeners for the job.
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The little grin on her face spread some there, as he adopted the actions one of the noble men might have taken were they inviting her. Amusement, delight, flooding through as if everything was lining up perfectly right now. Perhaps it could have been, though it was doubtful that she had planned that far ahead in any of this.
"They can't catch on if they can't catch us~" The brunette would explain as, instead of taking his offered arm, she would claim his hand to start running. Through the halls as she was told, more than a few times, not to do. The door to the outside, the garden specifically, wouldn't be very far from the great hall. So it wasn't as though either would have to run far, if he ran with her, before the well tended garden would be visible through the doorway.
Many of the plants were somewhat exotic, not the most common within the kingdom, which meant they required a bit more care than the average. A miracle of money, being able to afford some of the best gardeners for the job.
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Cosmic_Flare
Darkness Comes
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
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Her smile grew as she caught on to his little act. He could practically feel the joy and giddy filling her as he played along to her game. Orion thought to himself as he saw it, just laughing silently at how idiotic she was. It wasn’t hard to tell she liked being childish, and anyone could act that way. She was asking for trouble with that carefree attitude of her’s.
She did surprise him though as she grabbed his hand, racing through the halls with her. It wasn’t usually what happened after he got them to smile or giggle, they’d normally follow him around and slowly fall deep under the spell cast by his charm. This girl didn’t seem to care much, happy to have a new friend to play with. He shrugged it off and ran with her while taking note that she acted a lot more like a child than he first thought.
They reached the garden and he laughed wildly, spinning around and admiring the plants. “Wow! Haha! I must say, I’ve never met a noble the likes of you... what was your name again?” He put his hands on his hips and grinned ear to ear as if he was having just as much fun as her.
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
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[/div]Her smile grew as she caught on to his little act. He could practically feel the joy and giddy filling her as he played along to her game. Orion thought to himself as he saw it, just laughing silently at how idiotic she was. It wasn’t hard to tell she liked being childish, and anyone could act that way. She was asking for trouble with that carefree attitude of her’s.
She did surprise him though as she grabbed his hand, racing through the halls with her. It wasn’t usually what happened after he got them to smile or giggle, they’d normally follow him around and slowly fall deep under the spell cast by his charm. This girl didn’t seem to care much, happy to have a new friend to play with. He shrugged it off and ran with her while taking note that she acted a lot more like a child than he first thought.
They reached the garden and he laughed wildly, spinning around and admiring the plants. “Wow! Haha! I must say, I’ve never met a noble the likes of you... what was your name again?” He put his hands on his hips and grinned ear to ear as if he was having just as much fun as her.
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IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
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When they got out to the garden, his response, enthusiasm, she would give him a bit of a funny look. A confused look more than anything. It would only last for a few seconds though, a passing thing, before she would end up linking her hands behind her back once more. The run had been fun, at least, and she was... settled with that.
"Well you didn't ask before, silly, so you can't know it again." She answered, as if that should have been perfectly obvious to him. Eyes moving from him towards one of the open windows then, the music still filtering out, soothing sounds that they could slow dance to within the building. The elegant, structured, dances that resulted in them hardly making contact with their partners. An art, more than anything else.
"I'm Isabella Montenari, what about you? What's your name?" The brunette was curious after all, about her new friend and everything that entailed. There were so many little things she wanted to bring up, dive into, question about... One thing at a time though.
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When they got out to the garden, his response, enthusiasm, she would give him a bit of a funny look. A confused look more than anything. It would only last for a few seconds though, a passing thing, before she would end up linking her hands behind her back once more. The run had been fun, at least, and she was... settled with that.
"Well you didn't ask before, silly, so you can't know it again." She answered, as if that should have been perfectly obvious to him. Eyes moving from him towards one of the open windows then, the music still filtering out, soothing sounds that they could slow dance to within the building. The elegant, structured, dances that resulted in them hardly making contact with their partners. An art, more than anything else.
"I'm Isabella Montenari, what about you? What's your name?" The brunette was curious after all, about her new friend and everything that entailed. There were so many little things she wanted to bring up, dive into, question about... One thing at a time though.
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Cosmic_Flare
Darkness Comes
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
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His enthusiasm was only met with confusion and an odd look. Inwardly he gave her an odd look back. What else was he supposed to do? She was acting childish so it only made sense for him to act the same way she did, and she had like it too! It was almost like she didn’t know what she was feeling or she was purposely trying to irritate him... admittedly it was working. Her demeanor had been cute at first but now he was getting annoyed by how weird she was being. However his hunger for touch had a stronger hold on him than his irritation, so he pushed it aside.
“It’s what handsome guys say to beautiful girls, Miss, but you’re right I guess.” She was literal sometimes, though she hadn’t shown a second of nature behavior since he had met her. It was grading on him slowly, chipping away and his naturally serious personality and his vast knowledge of how people acted, since she was going VERY against it.
“Isabella is a beautiful name... And I must be the least original man alive, you have to have heard that before.” He snorted. “It’s true though. My name is unfortunately not as pretty. It’s just Ash Meglent. My sister called me Dusty when I was a kid, it drove me crazy.” Taking her hand, he spun her around gently like they would in the dances. He gestured around at all the wild plants. “You must come here often, it’s gorgeous. Do you even know what any of these are called?” He walked into the garden some more, wanting to lead her away from any patrolling guards or servants walking to a different part of the castle via the outside door. Then he could start his fun,
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
[/div]His enthusiasm was only met with confusion and an odd look. Inwardly he gave her an odd look back. What else was he supposed to do? She was acting childish so it only made sense for him to act the same way she did, and she had like it too! It was almost like she didn’t know what she was feeling or she was purposely trying to irritate him... admittedly it was working. Her demeanor had been cute at first but now he was getting annoyed by how weird she was being. However his hunger for touch had a stronger hold on him than his irritation, so he pushed it aside.
“It’s what handsome guys say to beautiful girls, Miss, but you’re right I guess.” She was literal sometimes, though she hadn’t shown a second of nature behavior since he had met her. It was grading on him slowly, chipping away and his naturally serious personality and his vast knowledge of how people acted, since she was going VERY against it.
“Isabella is a beautiful name... And I must be the least original man alive, you have to have heard that before.” He snorted. “It’s true though. My name is unfortunately not as pretty. It’s just Ash Meglent. My sister called me Dusty when I was a kid, it drove me crazy.” Taking her hand, he spun her around gently like they would in the dances. He gestured around at all the wild plants. “You must come here often, it’s gorgeous. Do you even know what any of these are called?” He walked into the garden some more, wanting to lead her away from any patrolling guards or servants walking to a different part of the castle via the outside door. Then he could start his fun,
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IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
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It was odd, being flirted with, not that she could exactly assign the word to the action from him, unfamiliar with such things in this place. Surrounded mostly by family, friends, and other people who hardly took notice of her. Interesting was actually one of the words she would have used for it, fun another. Though that thought would be quickly cut off with a new laugh, surprised by the spin though she followed through into it with a certain ease.
"Ash is a nice name too, for someone." A slightly odd response, though she said it with the same carefree air much of what she said happened to have. As if none of this really mattered, it was all safe and easy. 'Fun'.
"I really do like coming out here, it smells beautiful, everything is so pretty... And in the daytime you get to see the butterflies." That and it was fun to draw, capturing moments on paper forever. Isabella followed along easily walking with him, seemingly unaware of whatever he was planning, of the potential for less guards to be around. A quieter, secluded, space.
"Are... you happy?" Would come, out of the blue, a strange question given the line of the conversation. After all he had seemed perfectly happy, and cheerful, up until now.
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It was odd, being flirted with, not that she could exactly assign the word to the action from him, unfamiliar with such things in this place. Surrounded mostly by family, friends, and other people who hardly took notice of her. Interesting was actually one of the words she would have used for it, fun another. Though that thought would be quickly cut off with a new laugh, surprised by the spin though she followed through into it with a certain ease.
"Ash is a nice name too, for someone." A slightly odd response, though she said it with the same carefree air much of what she said happened to have. As if none of this really mattered, it was all safe and easy. 'Fun'.
"I really do like coming out here, it smells beautiful, everything is so pretty... And in the daytime you get to see the butterflies." That and it was fun to draw, capturing moments on paper forever. Isabella followed along easily walking with him, seemingly unaware of whatever he was planning, of the potential for less guards to be around. A quieter, secluded, space.
"Are... you happy?" Would come, out of the blue, a strange question given the line of the conversation. After all he had seemed perfectly happy, and cheerful, up until now.
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Cosmic_Flare
Darkness Comes
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
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He smiled. “Thanks Isabella. I’m glad someone likes it.” Her tone confused him more, but he ignored it, trying to do so from then on. If she got under his skin he might do more to her than just have some fun... and the last thing he needed was a murderous scandal on his hands when he was just passing through this place.
Turning back to the garden, he nodded as he took a deep breath. It was an impressive garden for a random little kingdom in the middle of, what he would consider, nowhere. “Its very nice... Butterflies are just so peaceful aren’t they? They don’t have a care in the world. I wish I could be like that sometimes.” He continued walking, as if was admiring the scenery.
He got a good distance before he paused, surprised by her question. It was so odd, so sudden, and so... genuine. It was as if she truly was curious about his happiness. “Yes of course. What makes you think I’m not? I mean, I’m in a beautiful garden, away form the boring people and the boring dance, I’m talking to a kind, sweet girl, and the night sky is just... a masterpiece.” He lightly put his finger under her chin, tilting her head up to the sky.
Things were almost set...
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
[/div]He smiled. “Thanks Isabella. I’m glad someone likes it.” Her tone confused him more, but he ignored it, trying to do so from then on. If she got under his skin he might do more to her than just have some fun... and the last thing he needed was a murderous scandal on his hands when he was just passing through this place.
Turning back to the garden, he nodded as he took a deep breath. It was an impressive garden for a random little kingdom in the middle of, what he would consider, nowhere. “Its very nice... Butterflies are just so peaceful aren’t they? They don’t have a care in the world. I wish I could be like that sometimes.” He continued walking, as if was admiring the scenery.
He got a good distance before he paused, surprised by her question. It was so odd, so sudden, and so... genuine. It was as if she truly was curious about his happiness. “Yes of course. What makes you think I’m not? I mean, I’m in a beautiful garden, away form the boring people and the boring dance, I’m talking to a kind, sweet girl, and the night sky is just... a masterpiece.” He lightly put his finger under her chin, tilting her head up to the sky.
Things were almost set...
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IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
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Any normal girl might have started feeling nervous by this point, so far from others, so alone with this stranger. The little tilt to her chin, she hardly seemed concerned with the idea of moving away from him. The safety of distance in this kind of situation, it felt so unnecessary right now. After all he was the one falling into her trap right now, if it could be called a 'trap'.
"I don't think you are." She would reach up there, taking his hand in both of hers, clasping it for a moment as if that was suppose to help in some way. As if she could simply make him feel happy right now, as if it were so simple.
"Why aren't you?" Isabella was genuine, she really did want to know, she wanted to help somehow.
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Any normal girl might have started feeling nervous by this point, so far from others, so alone with this stranger. The little tilt to her chin, she hardly seemed concerned with the idea of moving away from him. The safety of distance in this kind of situation, it felt so unnecessary right now. After all he was the one falling into her trap right now, if it could be called a 'trap'.
"I don't think you are." She would reach up there, taking his hand in both of hers, clasping it for a moment as if that was suppose to help in some way. As if she could simply make him feel happy right now, as if it were so simple.
"Why aren't you?" Isabella was genuine, she really did want to know, she wanted to help somehow.
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Cosmic_Flare
Darkness Comes
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
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Instead of looking to the sky, responding to his observation with an amused smiled, and finally admitting defeat, as any normal girl would, she took his hand. There was no hesitation in the movement or the denial of his response. He frowned a little, his irritation returning as it forced its way through the wall desire had built up earlier. The annoyance showed for a moment before he laughed it off, pulling her closer with his hands and smiling down at her, since he had a good few inches on her.
"I'm fine, I'm telling you. Why don't you trust me? I didn't tell your mother you weren't in your room, why would I lie to you about being happy I'm around you?" He was close now, very close to her. It would be easy to immobilize her at this point, but he really didn't like screaming in his ear, so he told himself to wait just a minute or two more even if she was really getting on his nerves.
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
[/div]Instead of looking to the sky, responding to his observation with an amused smiled, and finally admitting defeat, as any normal girl would, she took his hand. There was no hesitation in the movement or the denial of his response. He frowned a little, his irritation returning as it forced its way through the wall desire had built up earlier. The annoyance showed for a moment before he laughed it off, pulling her closer with his hands and smiling down at her, since he had a good few inches on her.
"I'm fine, I'm telling you. Why don't you trust me? I didn't tell your mother you weren't in your room, why would I lie to you about being happy I'm around you?" He was close now, very close to her. It would be easy to immobilize her at this point, but he really didn't like screaming in his ear, so he told himself to wait just a minute or two more even if she was really getting on his nerves.
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IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
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In spite of how carefree, and playful, she had seemed just a short time before now, it had completely flipped as now she seemed calmer, as if she knew exactly what she was doing. She wasn't dazzled, or charmed by his words, actions. Nor did she seem concerned by how close she was to him now, not resisting as he pulled her closer. As if it were fine, as if she had nothing to fear.
"I'm not going to fight you." The brunette said, an almost serene smile on her face there, as if she knew his thoughts were dangerous. As if she knew there might be some reasons she should have wanted to.
"I'm annoying you... But that's not why you're not happy, I think it's something else..." There was more to the story, more to the swirling colors than what she could see, feel, dancing around the area. She couldn't really hear the music anymore, and that was okay.
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In spite of how carefree, and playful, she had seemed just a short time before now, it had completely flipped as now she seemed calmer, as if she knew exactly what she was doing. She wasn't dazzled, or charmed by his words, actions. Nor did she seem concerned by how close she was to him now, not resisting as he pulled her closer. As if it were fine, as if she had nothing to fear.
"I'm not going to fight you." The brunette said, an almost serene smile on her face there, as if she knew his thoughts were dangerous. As if she knew there might be some reasons she should have wanted to.
"I'm annoying you... But that's not why you're not happy, I think it's something else..." There was more to the story, more to the swirling colors than what she could see, feel, dancing around the area. She couldn't really hear the music anymore, and that was okay.
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Cosmic_Flare
Darkness Comes
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
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A frown appeared again when her demeanor shifted. She had just been so kid-like, happy and playful, so where had this serious voice and tone come from? Gritting his teeth for a moment, he pulled away and turned away. She was making this incredibly difficult, especially since he didn't think it would difficult at all. And how had she known he was annoyed? He was a master of emotion, he could look terribly sad when he was truly happier than a lark. It had fooled the best and the brightest before he had met this child of a girl. How did she figure him out quickly?
"Isabella I'll admit you've got me frazzled. I've never met a noble who spoke and live so far out of the box of royal normalcy. Your questions don't make any sense to me, so could we just try and think of something else? Here, I can give you something to think about." He turned back and gave her a kiss on the cheek. It wasn't long but surprising. He hoped it shocked her out of her line of thought so he could get her back to falling into his trap.
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
[/div]A frown appeared again when her demeanor shifted. She had just been so kid-like, happy and playful, so where had this serious voice and tone come from? Gritting his teeth for a moment, he pulled away and turned away. She was making this incredibly difficult, especially since he didn't think it would difficult at all. And how had she known he was annoyed? He was a master of emotion, he could look terribly sad when he was truly happier than a lark. It had fooled the best and the brightest before he had met this child of a girl. How did she figure him out quickly?
"Isabella I'll admit you've got me frazzled. I've never met a noble who spoke and live so far out of the box of royal normalcy. Your questions don't make any sense to me, so could we just try and think of something else? Here, I can give you something to think about." He turned back and gave her a kiss on the cheek. It wasn't long but surprising. He hoped it shocked her out of her line of thought so he could get her back to falling into his trap.
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IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
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It was just getting worse it seemed, when she wanted to make it better, when she just wanted to help. Why was it that things seemed to keep going wrong, when she wanted them otherwise? The brunette wasn't willing to give up though, not willing to simply drop the subject though in her pursuit of answers. Yet in a moment it was all confetti, dust in the wind, blowing away rapidly. Her eyes widened and a blush quickly stained her cheeks, the kiss on the cheek.
"Why would you do that??" She asked, quickly, as if that were something truly surprising... Which, here it probably was. For her anyways, in a space where most nobles were escorted on 'dates' with another courting them, where things were meant to be proper. At least, outside of closed doors, outside of the spaces she had never entered.
"You can't just do that." Her hand was up on her cheek then, covering over the spot as if it needed to be kept safe from... something or other.
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It was just getting worse it seemed, when she wanted to make it better, when she just wanted to help. Why was it that things seemed to keep going wrong, when she wanted them otherwise? The brunette wasn't willing to give up though, not willing to simply drop the subject though in her pursuit of answers. Yet in a moment it was all confetti, dust in the wind, blowing away rapidly. Her eyes widened and a blush quickly stained her cheeks, the kiss on the cheek.
"Why would you do that??" She asked, quickly, as if that were something truly surprising... Which, here it probably was. For her anyways, in a space where most nobles were escorted on 'dates' with another courting them, where things were meant to be proper. At least, outside of closed doors, outside of the spaces she had never entered.
"You can't just do that." Her hand was up on her cheek then, covering over the spot as if it needed to be kept safe from... something or other.
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Cosmic_Flare
Darkness Comes
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
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Finally he had the upper hand, he had suprised her and his plan worked perfectly. She coudln't think of his problems when he was distracting her like that. Things were going his way when it had started to look impossible.
"I did it because I like you. Didn't you hear me? I can and I did. But you're not disgusted... so what do you think?" He took her hands, spinning her like he had when they first arrived but spinning her back into his arms. He rested his chin on her shoulder and gave her a dorky smile. "Maybe I make you happy? Did you consider that?" His arms slipped around her in a gentle, yet firm, embrace. His voice got low and charming as he fought to overturn her random and weird interruptions.
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
[/div]Finally he had the upper hand, he had suprised her and his plan worked perfectly. She coudln't think of his problems when he was distracting her like that. Things were going his way when it had started to look impossible.
"I did it because I like you. Didn't you hear me? I can and I did. But you're not disgusted... so what do you think?" He took her hands, spinning her like he had when they first arrived but spinning her back into his arms. He rested his chin on her shoulder and gave her a dorky smile. "Maybe I make you happy? Did you consider that?" His arms slipped around her in a gentle, yet firm, embrace. His voice got low and charming as he fought to overturn her random and weird interruptions.
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IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
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It was at this point that she was actually starting to feel at a loss, this had all spiraled so far out of her typical thought process. She didn't know how to deal with a situation like this, a situation where she ended up so close wrapped up in his arms. He was warm, in a strange way, unusual, and she didn't really know what to do.
"You don't want to make me happy though... You, just..." Confusion dripped through her voice, trying to understand this situation more than she could. There was still something important in it all, something with him that he didn't want to actually let out. Why was he so focused on her?
"What do you want?" She wanted to know, though she had a feeling he wouldn't give her the full answer that she wanted.
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It was at this point that she was actually starting to feel at a loss, this had all spiraled so far out of her typical thought process. She didn't know how to deal with a situation like this, a situation where she ended up so close wrapped up in his arms. He was warm, in a strange way, unusual, and she didn't really know what to do.
"You don't want to make me happy though... You, just..." Confusion dripped through her voice, trying to understand this situation more than she could. There was still something important in it all, something with him that he didn't want to actually let out. Why was he so focused on her?
"What do you want?" She wanted to know, though she had a feeling he wouldn't give her the full answer that she wanted.
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Cosmic_Flare
Darkness Comes
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
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His laugh followed the thought, his arms pulling her closer to himself. He was so close, so close. To her, to his desire, to being free form this stupid girl and her frustraing questions. "I do want to make you happy. Are you so lonely that you can't believe me? Oh Isabella..." His hands were suddenly on her hips, his lips on her neck. The kiss lasted a moment longer than the other, then he spun her to face him.
"What do I want? You're so sweet Isabella, but I promise that if you trust me, you'll know I just want you~" He kissed her nose at the end, making it sound as if he hadn't finished his sentence, cut off by the cute gesture. He just needed one more minute, a few more words from her. She had waltzed right into his trap, the netting twisted around her neck and arms, cutting into her skin. The hunter would be soon to claim his kill~
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[div class=DCBox][div class=DCName]Orion Dracoson[/div][div class=DCImg][/div][div class=DreamerCredit]Created by
IdyllicDreamer
[/div]His laugh followed the thought, his arms pulling her closer to himself. He was so close, so close. To her, to his desire, to being free form this stupid girl and her frustraing questions. "I do want to make you happy. Are you so lonely that you can't believe me? Oh Isabella..." His hands were suddenly on her hips, his lips on her neck. The kiss lasted a moment longer than the other, then he spun her to face him.
"What do I want? You're so sweet Isabella, but I promise that if you trust me, you'll know I just want you~" He kissed her nose at the end, making it sound as if he hadn't finished his sentence, cut off by the cute gesture. He just needed one more minute, a few more words from her. She had waltzed right into his trap, the netting twisted around her neck and arms, cutting into her skin. The hunter would be soon to claim his kill~
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