Sweets (strugel with a metal top hat) is making casting molds on the beach, whistling to himself as he does so.
A strange fellow walks up to the edge of the water. He has curly, tousled, silver-colored hair, red eyes, pointed ears, and a slightly worried expression. He seems to be wearing an overcoat made of black feathers and black dress pants, and holds an umbrella in one hand.
The little ferret man walks over and holds his free hand.
"...why are you touching me." He inquires in a low voice.
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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.
*I will warn you, his trauma is relatively minimal compared to, say, Felix for example.*
*Hmmm... What to do... Alright, your pick between Cyvus [he'd think Sweets is Felix], or my new boi, Jack.*
*Different face markings and colors than Felix, so I think Jack is my option right now.*
A muscled strugel in black armor sits at the bar, putting more and more whipped cream on his hot chocolate. His helmet is designed to look like a top hat, and he has pale orange eyes and red spirals on his cheeks. He hums to himself and reaches into his striped ringmaster's coat before pulling out some piroulines and sticking them in the whipped cream.
Riotan has been violently eating the bars of his cell for the past 51 hours.
Mauric is trying to help Samaritan plan.
Thirteen is almost done with his manuscript.
Loriche is putting a bull figurehead on her shield.
Eito is contemplating.
Yod is making his own arrows.
Malafasa is flying up into the mountains.
Omi approaches, holding something behind his back
Cevin is cleaning his gun, just hanging out with them.
*it's been two days and i still don't know what's behind his back*
Eito opens their eyes, looking up at him and smiling.
"Does your gun have a name or anything?"
"Hey, I have... something for you." he says, not exactly meeting their eyes *I keep missing your reply or getting cold shouldered*
"Wyvern." he says simply, spinning the cylinder.
*im real sorry about that, this week has been real hectic. also you think i could get your new dom boi?*
"Oh?"
"Nice." He nods.
*Sure* Jack is eating breakfast at the bar
He holds out to them a ring covered in fabric similar to Omi's fur, getting down on his right knee. "Will... will you marry me, Eito?.."
"Your bow got a name?"
A strange fellow enters the inn. He has curly, tousled, silver-colored hair, red eyes, pointed ears, and a slightly worried expression. He seems to be wearing an overcoat made of black feathers and black dress pants, and holds an umbrella in one hand.
Eito looks absolutely shocked. "I..."
"Fail-not. It's from the legend of King Arthur."
"It ain't rainin' is it?..." Jack asks tiredly from behind his mop of hair, inspecting the man
"You.. you don't want to..." he grips his hair, still holding the ring "I'm sorry, I..."
"I'd say its a fitting name." he puts away Wyvern and his rag.
"Not here. Not currently." He sighs.
"I love you with all that I am. But I just do not believe in the concept of marriage altogether."
"Thanks."
"You doin' alright?" his tone is lazy
"It doesn't.. have to be official.. W-would.. you atleast wear the ring?..." he looks as though his heart's been stomped on, then wiped with a towel.
"Not a problem. You read a lot, or just the well known stuff?" he stands up, walking up to one of the range slots.
"Pretty much." He takes a seat.
Eito nods. "At the very least, I can do that for you. I am truly, truly sorry..."
"I just love everything to do with archery. You'll never meet a toxophilite like me."
he offers them some bacon.
"It'd be a strange thing to go to city hall for anyway.. two immortals.." he sniffles, slipping the ring onto Eito's finger. He has another, similar one, but having black velvet instead of furred fabric. he contemplates everything for a moment before putting it onto his hand.
"So, Robin hood of course?" he asks, loading his gun.
He reaches out and takes a piece silently.
"...no. It does not matter. I would rather see you happy."
"Mhm."
"So, why the grumpiness?" he yawns
"I love you.." he says shakily, holding their face.
"Legolass, the likes.. what's your favorite?"
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Riotan has been violently eating the bars of his cell for the past 51 hours.
Mauric is trying to help Samaritan plan.
Thirteen is almost done with his manuscript.
Loriche is putting a bull figurehead on her shield.
Eito is contemplating.
Yod is making his own arrows.
Malafasa is flying up into the mountains.
Omi approaches, holding something behind his back
Cevin is cleaning his gun, just hanging out with them.
*it's been two days and i still don't know what's behind his back*
Eito opens their eyes, looking up at him and smiling.
"Does your gun have a name or anything?"
"Hey, I have... something for you." he says, not exactly meeting their eyes *I keep missing your reply or getting cold shouldered*
"Wyvern." he says simply, spinning the cylinder.
*im real sorry about that, this week has been real hectic. also you think i could get your new dom boi?*
"Oh?"
"Nice." He nods.
*Sure* Jack is eating breakfast at the bar
He holds out to them a ring covered in fabric similar to Omi's fur, getting down on his right knee. "Will... will you marry me, Eito?.."
"Your bow got a name?"
A strange fellow enters the inn. He has curly, tousled, silver-colored hair, red eyes, pointed ears, and a slightly worried expression. He seems to be wearing an overcoat made of black feathers and black dress pants, and holds an umbrella in one hand.
Eito looks absolutely shocked. "I..."
"Fail-not. It's from the legend of King Arthur."
"It ain't rainin' is it?..." Jack asks tiredly from behind his mop of hair, inspecting the man
"You.. you don't want to..." he grips his hair, still holding the ring "I'm sorry, I..."
"I'd say its a fitting name." he puts away Wyvern and his rag.
"Not here. Not currently." He sighs.
"I love you with all that I am. But I just do not believe in the concept of marriage altogether."
"Thanks."
"You doin' alright?" his tone is lazy
"It doesn't.. have to be official.. W-would.. you atleast wear the ring?..." he looks as though his heart's been stomped on, then wiped with a towel.
"Not a problem. You read a lot, or just the well known stuff?" he stands up, walking up to one of the range slots.
"Pretty much." He takes a seat.
Eito nods. "At the very least, I can do that for you. I am truly, truly sorry..."
"I just love everything to do with archery. You'll never meet a toxophilite like me."
he offers them some bacon.
"It'd be a strange thing to go to city hall for anyway.. two immortals.." he sniffles, slipping the ring onto Eito's finger. He has another, similar one, but having black velvet instead of furred fabric. he contemplates everything for a moment before putting it onto his hand.
"So, Robin hood of course?" he asks, loading his gun.
He reaches out and takes a piece silently.
"...no. It does not matter. I would rather see you happy."
"Mhm."
"So, why the grumpiness?" he yawns
"I love you.." he says shakily, holding their face.
"Legolass, the likes.. what's your favorite?"
"Life."
"I love you too. And I will marry you without any further hesitation."
"Arash. He was an Iranian folk hero."
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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.
*I will warn you, his trauma is relatively minimal compared to, say, Felix for example.*
*Hmmm... What to do... Alright, your pick between Cyvus [he'd think Sweets is Felix], or my new boi, Jack.*
*Different face markings and colors than Felix, so I think Jack is my option right now.*
A muscled strugel in black armor sits at the bar, putting more and more whipped cream on his hot chocolate. His helmet is designed to look like a top hat, and he has pale orange eyes and red spirals on his cheeks. He hums to himself and reaches into his striped ringmaster's coat before pulling out some piroulines and sticking them in the whipped cream.
"I'm not dreamin', am I?" The sleepy wolfkind inquires of Sweets. "Cause you look like food.."
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Riotan has been violently eating the bars of his cell for the past 51 hours.
Mauric is trying to help Samaritan plan.
Thirteen is almost done with his manuscript.
Loriche is putting a bull figurehead on her shield.
Eito is contemplating.
Yod is making his own arrows.
Malafasa is flying up into the mountains.
Omi approaches, holding something behind his back
Cevin is cleaning his gun, just hanging out with them.
*it's been two days and i still don't know what's behind his back*
Eito opens their eyes, looking up at him and smiling.
"Does your gun have a name or anything?"
"Hey, I have... something for you." he says, not exactly meeting their eyes *I keep missing your reply or getting cold shouldered*
"Wyvern." he says simply, spinning the cylinder.
*im real sorry about that, this week has been real hectic. also you think i could get your new dom boi?*
"Oh?"
"Nice." He nods.
*Sure* Jack is eating breakfast at the bar
He holds out to them a ring covered in fabric similar to Omi's fur, getting down on his right knee. "Will... will you marry me, Eito?.."
"Your bow got a name?"
A strange fellow enters the inn. He has curly, tousled, silver-colored hair, red eyes, pointed ears, and a slightly worried expression. He seems to be wearing an overcoat made of black feathers and black dress pants, and holds an umbrella in one hand.
Eito looks absolutely shocked. "I..."
"Fail-not. It's from the legend of King Arthur."
"It ain't rainin' is it?..." Jack asks tiredly from behind his mop of hair, inspecting the man
"You.. you don't want to..." he grips his hair, still holding the ring "I'm sorry, I..."
"I'd say its a fitting name." he puts away Wyvern and his rag.
"Not here. Not currently." He sighs.
"I love you with all that I am. But I just do not believe in the concept of marriage altogether."
"Thanks."
"You doin' alright?" his tone is lazy
"It doesn't.. have to be official.. W-would.. you atleast wear the ring?..." he looks as though his heart's been stomped on, then wiped with a towel.
"Not a problem. You read a lot, or just the well known stuff?" he stands up, walking up to one of the range slots.
"Pretty much." He takes a seat.
Eito nods. "At the very least, I can do that for you. I am truly, truly sorry..."
"I just love everything to do with archery. You'll never meet a toxophilite like me."
he offers them some bacon.
"It'd be a strange thing to go to city hall for anyway.. two immortals.." he sniffles, slipping the ring onto Eito's finger. He has another, similar one, but having black velvet instead of furred fabric. he contemplates everything for a moment before putting it onto his hand.
"So, Robin hood of course?" he asks, loading his gun.
He reaches out and takes a piece silently.
"...no. It does not matter. I would rather see you happy."
"Mhm."
"So, why the grumpiness?" he yawns
"I love you.." he says shakily, holding their face.
"Legolass, the likes.. what's your favorite?"
"Life."
"I love you too. And I will marry you without any further hesitation."
"Arash. He was an Iranian folk hero."
"Fair assessment. Want some more bacon?.."
"No, if you don't believe in it, I wont force you.."
"Tell me more." he says, shooting at the humanoid target
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*Different face markings and colors than Felix, so I think Jack is my option right now.*
A muscled strugel in black armor sits at the bar, putting more and more whipped cream on his hot chocolate. His helmet is designed to look like a top hat, and he has pale orange eyes and red spirals on his cheeks. He hums to himself and reaches into his striped ringmaster's coat before pulling out some piroulines and sticking them in the whipped cream.
"I'm not dreamin', am I?" The sleepy wolfkind inquires of Sweets. "Cause you look like food.."
"I'm not. I'm too covered in armor. It's snailsteel, so it's about the same strength as adamantine when worked by a master like my grandfather. He was a mite fatter than I am, so I have room to grow."
*Different face markings and colors than Felix, so I think Jack is my option right now.*
A muscled strugel in black armor sits at the bar, putting more and more whipped cream on his hot chocolate. His helmet is designed to look like a top hat, and he has pale orange eyes and red spirals on his cheeks. He hums to himself and reaches into his striped ringmaster's coat before pulling out some piroulines and sticking them in the whipped cream.
"I'm not dreamin', am I?" The sleepy wolfkind inquires of Sweets. "Cause you look like food.."
"I'm not. I'm too covered in armor. It's snailsteel, so it's about the same strength as adamantine when worked by a master like my grandfather. He was a mite fatter than I am, so I have room to grow."
He takes a sip of his hot chocolate.
"Well, ya still look pretty sweet." he chuckles at his own slightly flirtatious joke. "Names Jack, how bout you?"
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"The legend says that, when Arash's people were fighting for freedom, they managed to convince their conquerors to retreat to the line set by wherever a fired arrow landed. Arash was guided by an angel to construct a bow that would fully drive back the invaders, but only if Arash was strong enough to draw the string back. He was, and the place the arrow landed set the boundary between Iran and Turan."
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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.
"The legend says that, when Arash's people were fighting for freedom, they managed to convince their conquerors to retreat to the line set by wherever a fired arrow landed. Arash was guided by an angel to construct a bow that would fully drive back the invaders, but only if Arash was strong enough to draw the string back. He was, and the place the arrow landed set the boundary between Iran and Turan."
"Fair nough.." he chuckles. "What's yer name?"
"You sure about this?..."
"So, pretty far away, then."
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"The legend says that, when Arash's people were fighting for freedom, they managed to convince their conquerors to retreat to the line set by wherever a fired arrow landed. Arash was guided by an angel to construct a bow that would fully drive back the invaders, but only if Arash was strong enough to draw the string back. He was, and the place the arrow landed set the boundary between Iran and Turan."
"Fair nough.." he chuckles. "What's yer name?"
"You sure about this?..."
"So, pretty far away, then."
“Teliyan.”
“Without question…”
“Yup. It hit the Amu Darya.”
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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.
"The legend says that, when Arash's people were fighting for freedom, they managed to convince their conquerors to retreat to the line set by wherever a fired arrow landed. Arash was guided by an angel to construct a bow that would fully drive back the invaders, but only if Arash was strong enough to draw the string back. He was, and the place the arrow landed set the boundary between Iran and Turan."
"Fair nough.." he chuckles. "What's yer name?"
"You sure about this?..."
"So, pretty far away, then."
“Teliyan.”
“Without question…”
“Yup. It hit the Amu Darya.”
"Pretty name." he stretches his whole body, drinking some coffee afterwards
"Then lets go.." he takes Eito's hands
"Pretty good shot." he domes the dummy.
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"...why are you touching me." He inquires in a low voice.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Different face markings and colors than Felix, so I think Jack is my option right now.*
A muscled strugel in black armor sits at the bar, putting more and more whipped cream on his hot chocolate. His helmet is designed to look like a top hat, and he has pale orange eyes and red spirals on his cheeks. He hums to himself and reaches into his striped ringmaster's coat before pulling out some piroulines and sticking them in the whipped cream.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"So, why the grumpiness?" he yawns
"I love you.." he says shakily, holding their face.
"Legolass, the likes.. what's your favorite?"
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"You looked worried." He pulls a chocolate bar out of his hat. "You can squeeze my hand if you're afraid."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"Life."
"I love you too. And I will marry you without any further hesitation."
"Arash. He was an Iranian folk hero."
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'm not, but thank you."
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'm not dreamin', am I?" The sleepy wolfkind inquires of Sweets. "Cause you look like food.."
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"Fair assessment. Want some more bacon?.."
"No, if you don't believe in it, I wont force you.."
"Tell me more." he says, shooting at the humanoid target
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He lets go for long enough to unwrap the bar, then pauses. He holds it up to the elf. "Want some?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"I'm not. I'm too covered in armor. It's snailsteel, so it's about the same strength as adamantine when worked by a master like my grandfather. He was a mite fatter than I am, so I have room to grow."
He takes a sip of his hot chocolate.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
*I gtg to bed.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
"Well, ya still look pretty sweet." he chuckles at his own slightly flirtatious joke. "Names Jack, how bout you?"
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*cut*
"Nah. I'm trying to eat low-fat foods."
Eito shakes their head. "You are worth it."
"The legend says that, when Arash's people were fighting for freedom, they managed to convince their conquerors to retreat to the line set by wherever a fired arrow landed. Arash was guided by an angel to construct a bow that would fully drive back the invaders, but only if Arash was strong enough to draw the string back. He was, and the place the arrow landed set the boundary between Iran and Turan."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*not an elf btw. forgot to mention he's like 5'4"*
"I'm alright..."
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Hey everybody, I’m back for an hour, anyone want to rp or anything? Pretty please?*
"Fair nough.." he chuckles. "What's yer name?"
"You sure about this?..."
"So, pretty far away, then."
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“Teliyan.”
“Without question…”
“Yup. It hit the Amu Darya.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*hiiii you want my poly boy Jack?*
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"Pretty name." he stretches his whole body, drinking some coffee afterwards
"Then lets go.." he takes Eito's hands
"Pretty good shot." he domes the dummy.
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*Hey Salem, I don’t care who I get really, but I don’t know what you want man, so I’ll try not to mess up.*