Samartian stands before many folks, a mix between devils he has worked with, served with, and helped as well as others like his cultists, his work staff, and even an angel who stays towards the back. A woman stands beside him at the front, carrying a massive black book in her hands. Many snakes move around her from where they sprout from her back alongside a massive pair of wings. She hands Samaritan a bouquet of flowers of multiple colors.
Stroth looks to be waiting for Riotan, assigned by Samaritan to walk him down the aisle. He wears a simple black suit-like dress, always defying the gender norms.
Presumably, several of Rio's devotees would be seated in attendance as well. Plenty of Riotan's trademark cobbled-together demons are also there, though all of them have a needle-like spindle embedded in them somewhere that's presumably curbing their bloodlust.
An unseen voice whispers to Stroth. "Everything looking good?"
He nods "For the most part." he chuckles, fixing his cuff links.
"Perfect." With that, the many paper lanterns, each of which contained a single scale from Riotan and burn red, floating above the crowd, go out. The elegant, intertwining black-and-green Lower Planes flowers, set in vases at the tables, all begin to bloom at once. And with a dry rattle and rasp of dust and keratin scraping against the ground, Riotan appears next to Stroth. His outfit is just as flowy and intricate as ever. Countless tight bands of azure, viridian, and metallic grey silk wrap around Rio's figure, and a sash and girdle decorated with images of skeletal serpents keep the entire dress bound together. The dress fans out as it approaches the ground, resembling a Piet Mondrian painting composed of dozens of vertical segments like the rays of an iron star. He is clad in winding silver heels and snakes of all kinds are draped and wrapped around his neck, arms, and waist.
Stroth smirks and looks towards Samaritan before turning back to him "Drama Queens". He takes Riotan by the arm and leads him down the aisle. Samartian's eyes glow behind the mask, glowing with bright joy.
As Rio walks, his hide glows in innumerable colors, the runes carved on his scales all alight. He beams at Samaritan.
Stroth hands him off to Samaritan and bows to them both, taking his seat. Samaritan gently holds Riotan's hands and laughs brightly "Never thought this would ever happen.."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Samartian stands before many folks, a mix between devils he has worked with, served with, and helped as well as others like his cultists, his work staff, and even an angel who stays towards the back. A woman stands beside him at the front, carrying a massive black book in her hands. Many snakes move around her from where they sprout from her back alongside a massive pair of wings. She hands Samaritan a bouquet of flowers of multiple colors.
Stroth looks to be waiting for Riotan, assigned by Samaritan to walk him down the aisle. He wears a simple black suit-like dress, always defying the gender norms.
Presumably, several of Rio's devotees would be seated in attendance as well. Plenty of Riotan's trademark cobbled-together demons are also there, though all of them have a needle-like spindle embedded in them somewhere that's presumably curbing their bloodlust.
An unseen voice whispers to Stroth. "Everything looking good?"
He nods "For the most part." he chuckles, fixing his cuff links.
"Perfect." With that, the many paper lanterns, each of which contained a single scale from Riotan and burn red, floating above the crowd, go out. The elegant, intertwining black-and-green Lower Planes flowers, set in vases at the tables, all begin to bloom at once. And with a dry rattle and rasp of dust and keratin scraping against the ground, Riotan appears next to Stroth. His outfit is just as flowy and intricate as ever. Countless tight bands of azure, viridian, and metallic grey silk wrap around Rio's figure, and a sash and girdle decorated with images of skeletal serpents keep the entire dress bound together. The dress fans out as it approaches the ground, resembling a Piet Mondrian painting composed of dozens of vertical segments like the rays of an iron star. He is clad in winding silver heels and snakes of all kinds are draped and wrapped around his neck, arms, and waist.
Stroth smirks and looks towards Samaritan before turning back to him "Drama Queens". He takes Riotan by the arm and leads him down the aisle. Samartian's eyes glow behind the mask, glowing with bright joy.
As Rio walks, his hide glows in innumerable colors, the runes carved on his scales all alight. He beams at Samaritan.
Stroth hands him off to Samaritan and bows to them both, taking his seat. Samaritan gently holds Riotan's hands and laughs brightly "Never thought this would ever happen.."
"Neither did I..." Rio turns to the altar as the snakes slide off and move away from the scene. "Should I have worn a veil?"
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Samartian stands before many folks, a mix between devils he has worked with, served with, and helped as well as others like his cultists, his work staff, and even an angel who stays towards the back. A woman stands beside him at the front, carrying a massive black book in her hands. Many snakes move around her from where they sprout from her back alongside a massive pair of wings. She hands Samaritan a bouquet of flowers of multiple colors.
Stroth looks to be waiting for Riotan, assigned by Samaritan to walk him down the aisle. He wears a simple black suit-like dress, always defying the gender norms.
Presumably, several of Rio's devotees would be seated in attendance as well. Plenty of Riotan's trademark cobbled-together demons are also there, though all of them have a needle-like spindle embedded in them somewhere that's presumably curbing their bloodlust.
An unseen voice whispers to Stroth. "Everything looking good?"
He nods "For the most part." he chuckles, fixing his cuff links.
"Perfect." With that, the many paper lanterns, each of which contained a single scale from Riotan and burn red, floating above the crowd, go out. The elegant, intertwining black-and-green Lower Planes flowers, set in vases at the tables, all begin to bloom at once. And with a dry rattle and rasp of dust and keratin scraping against the ground, Riotan appears next to Stroth. His outfit is just as flowy and intricate as ever. Countless tight bands of azure, viridian, and metallic grey silk wrap around Rio's figure, and a sash and girdle decorated with images of skeletal serpents keep the entire dress bound together. The dress fans out as it approaches the ground, resembling a Piet Mondrian painting composed of dozens of vertical segments like the rays of an iron star. He is clad in winding silver heels and snakes of all kinds are draped and wrapped around his neck, arms, and waist.
Stroth smirks and looks towards Samaritan before turning back to him "Drama Queens". He takes Riotan by the arm and leads him down the aisle. Samartian's eyes glow behind the mask, glowing with bright joy.
As Rio walks, his hide glows in innumerable colors, the runes carved on his scales all alight. He beams at Samaritan.
Stroth hands him off to Samaritan and bows to them both, taking his seat. Samaritan gently holds Riotan's hands and laughs brightly "Never thought this would ever happen.."
"Neither did I..." Rio turns to the altar as the snakes slide off and move away from the scene. "Should I have worn a veil?"
The woman waves and chuckles "Don't wanna hide yer pretty face honey". Samaritan chuckles and nods "True."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Samartian stands before many folks, a mix between devils he has worked with, served with, and helped as well as others like his cultists, his work staff, and even an angel who stays towards the back. A woman stands beside him at the front, carrying a massive black book in her hands. Many snakes move around her from where they sprout from her back alongside a massive pair of wings. She hands Samaritan a bouquet of flowers of multiple colors.
Stroth looks to be waiting for Riotan, assigned by Samaritan to walk him down the aisle. He wears a simple black suit-like dress, always defying the gender norms.
Presumably, several of Rio's devotees would be seated in attendance as well. Plenty of Riotan's trademark cobbled-together demons are also there, though all of them have a needle-like spindle embedded in them somewhere that's presumably curbing their bloodlust.
An unseen voice whispers to Stroth. "Everything looking good?"
He nods "For the most part." he chuckles, fixing his cuff links.
"Perfect." With that, the many paper lanterns, each of which contained a single scale from Riotan and burn red, floating above the crowd, go out. The elegant, intertwining black-and-green Lower Planes flowers, set in vases at the tables, all begin to bloom at once. And with a dry rattle and rasp of dust and keratin scraping against the ground, Riotan appears next to Stroth. His outfit is just as flowy and intricate as ever. Countless tight bands of azure, viridian, and metallic grey silk wrap around Rio's figure, and a sash and girdle decorated with images of skeletal serpents keep the entire dress bound together. The dress fans out as it approaches the ground, resembling a Piet Mondrian painting composed of dozens of vertical segments like the rays of an iron star. He is clad in winding silver heels and snakes of all kinds are draped and wrapped around his neck, arms, and waist.
Stroth smirks and looks towards Samaritan before turning back to him "Drama Queens". He takes Riotan by the arm and leads him down the aisle. Samartian's eyes glow behind the mask, glowing with bright joy.
As Rio walks, his hide glows in innumerable colors, the runes carved on his scales all alight. He beams at Samaritan.
Stroth hands him off to Samaritan and bows to them both, taking his seat. Samaritan gently holds Riotan's hands and laughs brightly "Never thought this would ever happen.."
"Neither did I..." Rio turns to the altar as the snakes slide off and move away from the scene. "Should I have worn a veil?"
The woman waves and chuckles "Don't wanna hide yer pretty face honey". Samaritan chuckles and nods "True."
He nods to the woman. "Alright then..."
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Samartian stands before many folks, a mix between devils he has worked with, served with, and helped as well as others like his cultists, his work staff, and even an angel who stays towards the back. A woman stands beside him at the front, carrying a massive black book in her hands. Many snakes move around her from where they sprout from her back alongside a massive pair of wings. She hands Samaritan a bouquet of flowers of multiple colors.
Stroth looks to be waiting for Riotan, assigned by Samaritan to walk him down the aisle. He wears a simple black suit-like dress, always defying the gender norms.
Presumably, several of Rio's devotees would be seated in attendance as well. Plenty of Riotan's trademark cobbled-together demons are also there, though all of them have a needle-like spindle embedded in them somewhere that's presumably curbing their bloodlust.
An unseen voice whispers to Stroth. "Everything looking good?"
He nods "For the most part." he chuckles, fixing his cuff links.
"Perfect." With that, the many paper lanterns, each of which contained a single scale from Riotan and burn red, floating above the crowd, go out. The elegant, intertwining black-and-green Lower Planes flowers, set in vases at the tables, all begin to bloom at once. And with a dry rattle and rasp of dust and keratin scraping against the ground, Riotan appears next to Stroth. His outfit is just as flowy and intricate as ever. Countless tight bands of azure, viridian, and metallic grey silk wrap around Rio's figure, and a sash and girdle decorated with images of skeletal serpents keep the entire dress bound together. The dress fans out as it approaches the ground, resembling a Piet Mondrian painting composed of dozens of vertical segments like the rays of an iron star. He is clad in winding silver heels and snakes of all kinds are draped and wrapped around his neck, arms, and waist.
Stroth smirks and looks towards Samaritan before turning back to him "Drama Queens". He takes Riotan by the arm and leads him down the aisle. Samartian's eyes glow behind the mask, glowing with bright joy.
As Rio walks, his hide glows in innumerable colors, the runes carved on his scales all alight. He beams at Samaritan.
Stroth hands him off to Samaritan and bows to them both, taking his seat. Samaritan gently holds Riotan's hands and laughs brightly "Never thought this would ever happen.."
"Neither did I..." Rio turns to the altar as the snakes slide off and move away from the scene. "Should I have worn a veil?"
The woman waves and chuckles "Don't wanna hide yer pretty face honey". Samaritan chuckles and nods "True."
He nods to the woman. "Alright then..."
She nods and turns to face the crowd, setting the book down on the altar. "Fiends and Fellows, we gather here today for the unholy union between Riotan and Samaritan. Love is something all creatures, whether they are of high intelligence or of low, understand in some capacity." She says, smiling "The basic need for someone by your side is what every creature knows."
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Samartian stands before many folks, a mix between devils he has worked with, served with, and helped as well as others like his cultists, his work staff, and even an angel who stays towards the back. A woman stands beside him at the front, carrying a massive black book in her hands. Many snakes move around her from where they sprout from her back alongside a massive pair of wings. She hands Samaritan a bouquet of flowers of multiple colors.
Stroth looks to be waiting for Riotan, assigned by Samaritan to walk him down the aisle. He wears a simple black suit-like dress, always defying the gender norms.
Presumably, several of Rio's devotees would be seated in attendance as well. Plenty of Riotan's trademark cobbled-together demons are also there, though all of them have a needle-like spindle embedded in them somewhere that's presumably curbing their bloodlust.
An unseen voice whispers to Stroth. "Everything looking good?"
He nods "For the most part." he chuckles, fixing his cuff links.
"Perfect." With that, the many paper lanterns, each of which contained a single scale from Riotan and burn red, floating above the crowd, go out. The elegant, intertwining black-and-green Lower Planes flowers, set in vases at the tables, all begin to bloom at once. And with a dry rattle and rasp of dust and keratin scraping against the ground, Riotan appears next to Stroth. His outfit is just as flowy and intricate as ever. Countless tight bands of azure, viridian, and metallic grey silk wrap around Rio's figure, and a sash and girdle decorated with images of skeletal serpents keep the entire dress bound together. The dress fans out as it approaches the ground, resembling a Piet Mondrian painting composed of dozens of vertical segments like the rays of an iron star. He is clad in winding silver heels and snakes of all kinds are draped and wrapped around his neck, arms, and waist.
Stroth smirks and looks towards Samaritan before turning back to him "Drama Queens". He takes Riotan by the arm and leads him down the aisle. Samartian's eyes glow behind the mask, glowing with bright joy.
As Rio walks, his hide glows in innumerable colors, the runes carved on his scales all alight. He beams at Samaritan.
Stroth hands him off to Samaritan and bows to them both, taking his seat. Samaritan gently holds Riotan's hands and laughs brightly "Never thought this would ever happen.."
"Neither did I..." Rio turns to the altar as the snakes slide off and move away from the scene. "Should I have worn a veil?"
The woman waves and chuckles "Don't wanna hide yer pretty face honey". Samaritan chuckles and nods "True."
He nods to the woman. "Alright then..."
She nods and turns to face the crowd, setting the book down on the altar. "Fiends and Fellows, we gather here today for the unholy union between Riotan and Samaritan. Love is something all creatures, whether they are of high intelligence or of low, understand in some capacity." She says, smiling "The basic need for someone by your side is what every creature knows."
Riotan listens to the opening speech, drinking in the moment.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Yeah, right.. magically I'll have something to do with my feelings for you; magically, you and your fiancee will split apart.. Get off me." he scoots away "..please."
She tilts her hat to him, just being polite.
He lets go and moves away. "I can't be your goal. But I know what it's like to feel as though everything's worthless because you can't be with 'the one'. The thing is, no such person exists. There are so many people. And at this inn alone, you WILL find someone who will be far more worth it than me. For my sake, I just want you to try and find them."
He nods to her in turn. "Good evening."
"I need there to be something more than 'find somebody else', Rio... I know what I feel is justified" (def not) "I look at you and.. I just melt.."
"How ya doin', sir?"
"But that's how this has to be. I'll look out for you. I'll always be your friend. And I will support you however I can. But I cannot provide romantic effort in response, Mac."
"Oh, quite alright. A bit tense, but well enough."
*been waiting for the cultist move* He shakes his head and puts his paws in his lap, unknowingly digging his claws into his thighs. "You can't support me the way I need anymore, and that's okay. It's not your fault you fell in love ages ago.. I've been living a fools errand on borrowed time." he smiles weakly "it's been more than time enough for me to go."
"Tense? Sugar, ya gotta try and loosen up."
*?*
Rio sighs. "I don't think there's anything I can say that can help in a way you'd find satisfactory, but I'm going to keep you safe anyway, even if you do leave. Maybe leaving will help if you can't get over me..."
"Well, as old as I may be, I still get antsy when I'm waiting for news back."
Teary eyed, he puts a paw on Rio's face. "I don't know what to do anymore.."
"Have a drink, take a nap.. Bask in the sun!" she giggles
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"Yeah, right.. magically I'll have something to do with my feelings for you; magically, you and your fiancee will split apart.. Get off me." he scoots away "..please."
She tilts her hat to him, just being polite.
He lets go and moves away. "I can't be your goal. But I know what it's like to feel as though everything's worthless because you can't be with 'the one'. The thing is, no such person exists. There are so many people. And at this inn alone, you WILL find someone who will be far more worth it than me. For my sake, I just want you to try and find them."
He nods to her in turn. "Good evening."
"I need there to be something more than 'find somebody else', Rio... I know what I feel is justified" (def not) "I look at you and.. I just melt.."
"How ya doin', sir?"
"But that's how this has to be. I'll look out for you. I'll always be your friend. And I will support you however I can. But I cannot provide romantic effort in response, Mac."
"Oh, quite alright. A bit tense, but well enough."
*been waiting for the cultist move* He shakes his head and puts his paws in his lap, unknowingly digging his claws into his thighs. "You can't support me the way I need anymore, and that's okay. It's not your fault you fell in love ages ago.. I've been living a fools errand on borrowed time." he smiles weakly "it's been more than time enough for me to go."
"Tense? Sugar, ya gotta try and loosen up."
*?*
Rio sighs. "I don't think there's anything I can say that can help in a way you'd find satisfactory, but I'm going to keep you safe anyway, even if you do leave. Maybe leaving will help if you can't get over me..."
"Well, as old as I may be, I still get antsy when I'm waiting for news back."
Teary eyed, he puts a paw on Rio's face. "I don't know what to do anymore.."
"Have a drink, take a nap.. Bask in the sun!" she giggles
"Well..." He thinks for a bit, then reaches into his mouth and pulls out one of his smaller teeth in the back. "This will function as a sending stone so you can just clench it in your hand and talk into it, and I'll hear you."
"...to be honest, that's good advice."
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Yeah, right.. magically I'll have something to do with my feelings for you; magically, you and your fiancee will split apart.. Get off me." he scoots away "..please."
She tilts her hat to him, just being polite.
He lets go and moves away. "I can't be your goal. But I know what it's like to feel as though everything's worthless because you can't be with 'the one'. The thing is, no such person exists. There are so many people. And at this inn alone, you WILL find someone who will be far more worth it than me. For my sake, I just want you to try and find them."
He nods to her in turn. "Good evening."
"I need there to be something more than 'find somebody else', Rio... I know what I feel is justified" (def not) "I look at you and.. I just melt.."
"How ya doin', sir?"
"But that's how this has to be. I'll look out for you. I'll always be your friend. And I will support you however I can. But I cannot provide romantic effort in response, Mac."
"Oh, quite alright. A bit tense, but well enough."
*been waiting for the cultist move* He shakes his head and puts his paws in his lap, unknowingly digging his claws into his thighs. "You can't support me the way I need anymore, and that's okay. It's not your fault you fell in love ages ago.. I've been living a fools errand on borrowed time." he smiles weakly "it's been more than time enough for me to go."
"Tense? Sugar, ya gotta try and loosen up."
*?*
Rio sighs. "I don't think there's anything I can say that can help in a way you'd find satisfactory, but I'm going to keep you safe anyway, even if you do leave. Maybe leaving will help if you can't get over me..."
"Well, as old as I may be, I still get antsy when I'm waiting for news back."
Teary eyed, he puts a paw on Rio's face. "I don't know what to do anymore.."
"Have a drink, take a nap.. Bask in the sun!" she giggles
"Well..." He thinks for a bit, then reaches into his mouth and pulls out one of his smaller teeth in the back. "This will function as a sending stone so you can just clench it in your hand and talk into it, and I'll hear you."
"...to be honest, that's good advice."
"And n-nobody else can?.." he sniffles, holding out his paws to take it
"Get rested and enjoy the fresh air. Keep yer mind off things." (advice I probably need to take..)
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"Yeah, right.. magically I'll have something to do with my feelings for you; magically, you and your fiancee will split apart.. Get off me." he scoots away "..please."
She tilts her hat to him, just being polite.
He lets go and moves away. "I can't be your goal. But I know what it's like to feel as though everything's worthless because you can't be with 'the one'. The thing is, no such person exists. There are so many people. And at this inn alone, you WILL find someone who will be far more worth it than me. For my sake, I just want you to try and find them."
He nods to her in turn. "Good evening."
"I need there to be something more than 'find somebody else', Rio... I know what I feel is justified" (def not) "I look at you and.. I just melt.."
"How ya doin', sir?"
"But that's how this has to be. I'll look out for you. I'll always be your friend. And I will support you however I can. But I cannot provide romantic effort in response, Mac."
"Oh, quite alright. A bit tense, but well enough."
*been waiting for the cultist move* He shakes his head and puts his paws in his lap, unknowingly digging his claws into his thighs. "You can't support me the way I need anymore, and that's okay. It's not your fault you fell in love ages ago.. I've been living a fools errand on borrowed time." he smiles weakly "it's been more than time enough for me to go."
"Tense? Sugar, ya gotta try and loosen up."
*?*
Rio sighs. "I don't think there's anything I can say that can help in a way you'd find satisfactory, but I'm going to keep you safe anyway, even if you do leave. Maybe leaving will help if you can't get over me..."
"Well, as old as I may be, I still get antsy when I'm waiting for news back."
Teary eyed, he puts a paw on Rio's face. "I don't know what to do anymore.."
"Have a drink, take a nap.. Bask in the sun!" she giggles
"Well..." He thinks for a bit, then reaches into his mouth and pulls out one of his smaller teeth in the back. "This will function as a sending stone so you can just clench it in your hand and talk into it, and I'll hear you."
"...to be honest, that's good advice."
"And n-nobody else can?.." he sniffles, holding out his paws to take it
"Get rested and enjoy the fresh air. Keep yer mind off things." (advice I probably need to take..)
"Nope. Goes right into my mind."
Thirteen nods. "You're very wise."
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Yeah, right.. magically I'll have something to do with my feelings for you; magically, you and your fiancee will split apart.. Get off me." he scoots away "..please."
She tilts her hat to him, just being polite.
He lets go and moves away. "I can't be your goal. But I know what it's like to feel as though everything's worthless because you can't be with 'the one'. The thing is, no such person exists. There are so many people. And at this inn alone, you WILL find someone who will be far more worth it than me. For my sake, I just want you to try and find them."
He nods to her in turn. "Good evening."
"I need there to be something more than 'find somebody else', Rio... I know what I feel is justified" (def not) "I look at you and.. I just melt.."
"How ya doin', sir?"
"But that's how this has to be. I'll look out for you. I'll always be your friend. And I will support you however I can. But I cannot provide romantic effort in response, Mac."
"Oh, quite alright. A bit tense, but well enough."
*been waiting for the cultist move* He shakes his head and puts his paws in his lap, unknowingly digging his claws into his thighs. "You can't support me the way I need anymore, and that's okay. It's not your fault you fell in love ages ago.. I've been living a fools errand on borrowed time." he smiles weakly "it's been more than time enough for me to go."
"Tense? Sugar, ya gotta try and loosen up."
*?*
Rio sighs. "I don't think there's anything I can say that can help in a way you'd find satisfactory, but I'm going to keep you safe anyway, even if you do leave. Maybe leaving will help if you can't get over me..."
"Well, as old as I may be, I still get antsy when I'm waiting for news back."
Teary eyed, he puts a paw on Rio's face. "I don't know what to do anymore.."
"Have a drink, take a nap.. Bask in the sun!" she giggles
"Well..." He thinks for a bit, then reaches into his mouth and pulls out one of his smaller teeth in the back. "This will function as a sending stone so you can just clench it in your hand and talk into it, and I'll hear you."
"...to be honest, that's good advice."
"And n-nobody else can?.." he sniffles, holding out his paws to take it
"Get rested and enjoy the fresh air. Keep yer mind off things." (advice I probably need to take..)
"Nope. Goes right into my mind."
Thirteen nods. "You're very wise."
"O-okay.." he sniffles and tucks the sending stone away, safely. "I'm.. s-sorry.."
"Ain't no wisdom needed to know how ta take care o' yerself, just speakin' from experience."
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"Yeah, right.. magically I'll have something to do with my feelings for you; magically, you and your fiancee will split apart.. Get off me." he scoots away "..please."
She tilts her hat to him, just being polite.
He lets go and moves away. "I can't be your goal. But I know what it's like to feel as though everything's worthless because you can't be with 'the one'. The thing is, no such person exists. There are so many people. And at this inn alone, you WILL find someone who will be far more worth it than me. For my sake, I just want you to try and find them."
He nods to her in turn. "Good evening."
"I need there to be something more than 'find somebody else', Rio... I know what I feel is justified" (def not) "I look at you and.. I just melt.."
"How ya doin', sir?"
"But that's how this has to be. I'll look out for you. I'll always be your friend. And I will support you however I can. But I cannot provide romantic effort in response, Mac."
"Oh, quite alright. A bit tense, but well enough."
*been waiting for the cultist move* He shakes his head and puts his paws in his lap, unknowingly digging his claws into his thighs. "You can't support me the way I need anymore, and that's okay. It's not your fault you fell in love ages ago.. I've been living a fools errand on borrowed time." he smiles weakly "it's been more than time enough for me to go."
"Tense? Sugar, ya gotta try and loosen up."
*?*
Rio sighs. "I don't think there's anything I can say that can help in a way you'd find satisfactory, but I'm going to keep you safe anyway, even if you do leave. Maybe leaving will help if you can't get over me..."
"Well, as old as I may be, I still get antsy when I'm waiting for news back."
Teary eyed, he puts a paw on Rio's face. "I don't know what to do anymore.."
"Have a drink, take a nap.. Bask in the sun!" she giggles
"Well..." He thinks for a bit, then reaches into his mouth and pulls out one of his smaller teeth in the back. "This will function as a sending stone so you can just clench it in your hand and talk into it, and I'll hear you."
"...to be honest, that's good advice."
"And n-nobody else can?.." he sniffles, holding out his paws to take it
"Get rested and enjoy the fresh air. Keep yer mind off things." (advice I probably need to take..)
"Nope. Goes right into my mind."
Thirteen nods. "You're very wise."
"O-okay.." he sniffles and tucks the sending stone away, safely. "I'm.. s-sorry.."
"Ain't no wisdom needed to know how ta take care o' yerself, just speakin' from experience."
"Please don't apologize, Mac. You've done it enough and it's never been for things you need to be sorry for."
"Well thank you anyway."
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Yeah, right.. magically I'll have something to do with my feelings for you; magically, you and your fiancee will split apart.. Get off me." he scoots away "..please."
She tilts her hat to him, just being polite.
He lets go and moves away. "I can't be your goal. But I know what it's like to feel as though everything's worthless because you can't be with 'the one'. The thing is, no such person exists. There are so many people. And at this inn alone, you WILL find someone who will be far more worth it than me. For my sake, I just want you to try and find them."
He nods to her in turn. "Good evening."
"I need there to be something more than 'find somebody else', Rio... I know what I feel is justified" (def not) "I look at you and.. I just melt.."
"How ya doin', sir?"
"But that's how this has to be. I'll look out for you. I'll always be your friend. And I will support you however I can. But I cannot provide romantic effort in response, Mac."
"Oh, quite alright. A bit tense, but well enough."
*been waiting for the cultist move* He shakes his head and puts his paws in his lap, unknowingly digging his claws into his thighs. "You can't support me the way I need anymore, and that's okay. It's not your fault you fell in love ages ago.. I've been living a fools errand on borrowed time." he smiles weakly "it's been more than time enough for me to go."
"Tense? Sugar, ya gotta try and loosen up."
*?*
Rio sighs. "I don't think there's anything I can say that can help in a way you'd find satisfactory, but I'm going to keep you safe anyway, even if you do leave. Maybe leaving will help if you can't get over me..."
"Well, as old as I may be, I still get antsy when I'm waiting for news back."
Teary eyed, he puts a paw on Rio's face. "I don't know what to do anymore.."
"Have a drink, take a nap.. Bask in the sun!" she giggles
"Well..." He thinks for a bit, then reaches into his mouth and pulls out one of his smaller teeth in the back. "This will function as a sending stone so you can just clench it in your hand and talk into it, and I'll hear you."
"...to be honest, that's good advice."
"And n-nobody else can?.." he sniffles, holding out his paws to take it
"Get rested and enjoy the fresh air. Keep yer mind off things." (advice I probably need to take..)
"Nope. Goes right into my mind."
Thirteen nods. "You're very wise."
"O-okay.." he sniffles and tucks the sending stone away, safely. "I'm.. s-sorry.."
"Ain't no wisdom needed to know how ta take care o' yerself, just speakin' from experience."
"Please don't apologize, Mac. You've done it enough and it's never been for things you need to be sorry for."
"Well thank you anyway."
"I can't help it.. I'm.. losing my mind.." his claws dig into his legs again
"Not a problem, sir. Where ya headed?"
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"Yeah, right.. magically I'll have something to do with my feelings for you; magically, you and your fiancee will split apart.. Get off me." he scoots away "..please."
She tilts her hat to him, just being polite.
He lets go and moves away. "I can't be your goal. But I know what it's like to feel as though everything's worthless because you can't be with 'the one'. The thing is, no such person exists. There are so many people. And at this inn alone, you WILL find someone who will be far more worth it than me. For my sake, I just want you to try and find them."
He nods to her in turn. "Good evening."
"I need there to be something more than 'find somebody else', Rio... I know what I feel is justified" (def not) "I look at you and.. I just melt.."
"How ya doin', sir?"
"But that's how this has to be. I'll look out for you. I'll always be your friend. And I will support you however I can. But I cannot provide romantic effort in response, Mac."
"Oh, quite alright. A bit tense, but well enough."
*been waiting for the cultist move* He shakes his head and puts his paws in his lap, unknowingly digging his claws into his thighs. "You can't support me the way I need anymore, and that's okay. It's not your fault you fell in love ages ago.. I've been living a fools errand on borrowed time." he smiles weakly "it's been more than time enough for me to go."
"Tense? Sugar, ya gotta try and loosen up."
*?*
Rio sighs. "I don't think there's anything I can say that can help in a way you'd find satisfactory, but I'm going to keep you safe anyway, even if you do leave. Maybe leaving will help if you can't get over me..."
"Well, as old as I may be, I still get antsy when I'm waiting for news back."
Teary eyed, he puts a paw on Rio's face. "I don't know what to do anymore.."
"Have a drink, take a nap.. Bask in the sun!" she giggles
"Well..." He thinks for a bit, then reaches into his mouth and pulls out one of his smaller teeth in the back. "This will function as a sending stone so you can just clench it in your hand and talk into it, and I'll hear you."
"...to be honest, that's good advice."
"And n-nobody else can?.." he sniffles, holding out his paws to take it
"Get rested and enjoy the fresh air. Keep yer mind off things." (advice I probably need to take..)
"Nope. Goes right into my mind."
Thirteen nods. "You're very wise."
"O-okay.." he sniffles and tucks the sending stone away, safely. "I'm.. s-sorry.."
"Ain't no wisdom needed to know how ta take care o' yerself, just speakin' from experience."
"Please don't apologize, Mac. You've done it enough and it's never been for things you need to be sorry for."
"Well thank you anyway."
"I can't help it.. I'm.. losing my mind.." his claws dig into his legs again
"Not a problem, sir. Where ya headed?"
“Okay then… but I’ll be here for you for as long as it takes for you to feel like you’ve found your mind…”
“Back to the inn… I plan to do a lecture tomorrow and I need to meditate.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Yeah, right.. magically I'll have something to do with my feelings for you; magically, you and your fiancee will split apart.. Get off me." he scoots away "..please."
She tilts her hat to him, just being polite.
He lets go and moves away. "I can't be your goal. But I know what it's like to feel as though everything's worthless because you can't be with 'the one'. The thing is, no such person exists. There are so many people. And at this inn alone, you WILL find someone who will be far more worth it than me. For my sake, I just want you to try and find them."
He nods to her in turn. "Good evening."
"I need there to be something more than 'find somebody else', Rio... I know what I feel is justified" (def not) "I look at you and.. I just melt.."
"How ya doin', sir?"
"But that's how this has to be. I'll look out for you. I'll always be your friend. And I will support you however I can. But I cannot provide romantic effort in response, Mac."
"Oh, quite alright. A bit tense, but well enough."
*been waiting for the cultist move* He shakes his head and puts his paws in his lap, unknowingly digging his claws into his thighs. "You can't support me the way I need anymore, and that's okay. It's not your fault you fell in love ages ago.. I've been living a fools errand on borrowed time." he smiles weakly "it's been more than time enough for me to go."
"Tense? Sugar, ya gotta try and loosen up."
*?*
Rio sighs. "I don't think there's anything I can say that can help in a way you'd find satisfactory, but I'm going to keep you safe anyway, even if you do leave. Maybe leaving will help if you can't get over me..."
"Well, as old as I may be, I still get antsy when I'm waiting for news back."
Teary eyed, he puts a paw on Rio's face. "I don't know what to do anymore.."
"Have a drink, take a nap.. Bask in the sun!" she giggles
"Well..." He thinks for a bit, then reaches into his mouth and pulls out one of his smaller teeth in the back. "This will function as a sending stone so you can just clench it in your hand and talk into it, and I'll hear you."
"...to be honest, that's good advice."
"And n-nobody else can?.." he sniffles, holding out his paws to take it
"Get rested and enjoy the fresh air. Keep yer mind off things." (advice I probably need to take..)
"Nope. Goes right into my mind."
Thirteen nods. "You're very wise."
"O-okay.." he sniffles and tucks the sending stone away, safely. "I'm.. s-sorry.."
"Ain't no wisdom needed to know how ta take care o' yerself, just speakin' from experience."
"Please don't apologize, Mac. You've done it enough and it's never been for things you need to be sorry for."
"Well thank you anyway."
"I can't help it.. I'm.. losing my mind.." his claws dig into his legs again
"Not a problem, sir. Where ya headed?"
“Okay then… but I’ll be here for you for as long as it takes for you to feel like you’ve found your mind…”
“Back to the inn… I plan to do a lecture tomorrow and I need to meditate.”
"Can.. I have a friend hug?.." he looks down a the ground
"Make sure you get a bit of fresh air before bed and before the lecture, alright?"
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"Yeah. Come here..." He holds Mac close, in a reassuring way.
"I will. I don't believe I know your name."
He relaxes in Rio's grip, falling asleep.
"Annabelle Virentino. You?"
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"Yeah. Come here..." He holds Mac close, in a reassuring way.
"I will. I don't believe I know your name."
He relaxes in Rio's grip, falling asleep.
"Annabelle Virentino. You?"
"I guess you did lose a lot of blood..." He sighs, cradling Mac and sliding into a seat.
"I'm called Thirteen."
(good end. want anybody else?)
"How come?" she asks, fixing her hat.
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Stroth hands him off to Samaritan and bows to them both, taking his seat. Samaritan gently holds Riotan's hands and laughs brightly "Never thought this would ever happen.."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
"Neither did I..." Rio turns to the altar as the snakes slide off and move away from the scene. "Should I have worn a veil?"
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The woman waves and chuckles "Don't wanna hide yer pretty face honey". Samaritan chuckles and nods "True."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
He nods to the woman. "Alright then..."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
She nods and turns to face the crowd, setting the book down on the altar. "Fiends and Fellows, we gather here today for the unholy union between Riotan and Samaritan. Love is something all creatures, whether they are of high intelligence or of low, understand in some capacity." She says, smiling "The basic need for someone by your side is what every creature knows."
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Riotan listens to the opening speech, drinking in the moment.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Teary eyed, he puts a paw on Rio's face. "I don't know what to do anymore.."
"Have a drink, take a nap.. Bask in the sun!" she giggles
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"Well..." He thinks for a bit, then reaches into his mouth and pulls out one of his smaller teeth in the back. "This will function as a sending stone so you can just clench it in your hand and talk into it, and I'll hear you."
"...to be honest, that's good advice."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"And n-nobody else can?.." he sniffles, holding out his paws to take it
"Get rested and enjoy the fresh air. Keep yer mind off things." (advice I probably need to take..)
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"Nope. Goes right into my mind."
Thirteen nods. "You're very wise."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"O-okay.." he sniffles and tucks the sending stone away, safely. "I'm.. s-sorry.."
"Ain't no wisdom needed to know how ta take care o' yerself, just speakin' from experience."
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"Please don't apologize, Mac. You've done it enough and it's never been for things you need to be sorry for."
"Well thank you anyway."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I can't help it.. I'm.. losing my mind.." his claws dig into his legs again
"Not a problem, sir. Where ya headed?"
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“Okay then… but I’ll be here for you for as long as it takes for you to feel like you’ve found your mind…”
“Back to the inn… I plan to do a lecture tomorrow and I need to meditate.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Can.. I have a friend hug?.." he looks down a the ground
"Make sure you get a bit of fresh air before bed and before the lecture, alright?"
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*cut*
"Yeah. Come here..." He holds Mac close, in a reassuring way.
"I will. I don't believe I know your name."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He relaxes in Rio's grip, falling asleep.
"Annabelle Virentino. You?"
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"I guess you did lose a lot of blood..." He sighs, cradling Mac and sliding into a seat.
"I'm called Thirteen."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
(good end. want anybody else?)
"How come?" she asks, fixing her hat.
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*saphuno?*
"A mistake I made as a younger elf."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.