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Sivia Jane - Vivi blinked slowly, enjoying her surroundings, glad it wasn't the dining hall. The princess lifts her head, her feathers fluttered on a warm wind. This is freedom. Even for the time being, Vivi knew she would have to return to the castle to be buried in the complications of the kingdom. Vivi twisted, her wings supporting the position. From her twisted position she had a great view of the flying warrior beside her.
Vivi stared, she could see his hard muscles standing out from under his clothing, each one rippling every time he beat his wings. The Princess turned, hiding her blushing face. It was not allowed, she knew that much, she should but able to keep herself under control. To be able to control her emotions. Vivi breathed slowly, calming herself, infront of her Sunset cliff appeared, mighty and tall, the last of the sunset lighting up its side. The princess watched the beauty of the cliff as they came closer, racing the sunset. Vivi laughed a little, coming to a crop atop the cliff, hee feet touching the ground softly as her wings dropped her from the sky. The princess turned to the warrior, "I love it here, it's the only place my father allows me to explore on my own" she said, a smiled lingering on her face. |
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Cassian Harlow - Cassian noticed Vivi blushing, watching him and his muscles, and welcomed her gaze. He glowed under her gaze. He didn't look back at her, but instead he let her see what she wanted to see. His feet dropped to the ground smoothly, as his large wings folded on his back. "Yeah, me too" Cassian agreed quietly. He stood next to her, gazing out for a moment before he brought his gaze back to Vivi. "The view is stunning..." he added, but he wasn't talking about the landscape or the sunset before them, he was talking about The Princess. The sunset light illuminated her skin in just the right way, giving her a warm glow, that added to her already stunning beauty. His gaze slipped down her body to her wrists. Her bracelets were still on, but he could see the outside bits of her bruises. Cassian decided, almost without thinking, to ask about the bruises. "Princess, if you don't mind me asking, but I noticed you have some pretty bad bruises on your wrists. I was just wondering, what happened to cause the bruising?" he asked softly, while also giving her a soft look. His gaze had come back from her wrists, and now rested on her face again. |
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Sivia Jane - Vivi smiled at the warrior beside her, stretching her wings, letting the light winds catch on her feathers. She chortled at the warriors comment, "it is, isn't it?"
Vivi's smile faded as he began asking about her bruises, "oh, it's just a nervous habit, nothing much to it. My parents try to cover up the fact that I bruise myself every time is get nervous" Vivi said, gesturing to the golden bracelets that circle her wrists. The princess turned to look back at the warrior, "what nervous habits do you have? Ooh! Or bad habits!" She said, pausing, "we can trade habits" she said. Giggling. |
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Cassian Harlow - Cassians already tiny smile, faded quickly as she suggested sharing each others bad habits. There was only one thing that happened to him that he knew didn't happen to normal people, but he was ashamed of it. His eyes dropped from her face and to his feet. "I don't really have nervous habits, or bad habits either... I um... I get nightmares" he said softly. Just thinking about the nightmares made him feel vulnerable. Cassians nightmares weren't like any other nightmare. These gruesome nightmares depicted the worst of the battles, dying warriors, dying friends. The worst thing about these dreams, is Cassian dreamed these nightmares in 3rd person, so he couldn't do anything in it, but just knew that he had led his army and friends to that point, it was his fault. |
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Edited at July 29, 2024 07:12 PM by Burning Rose Equine
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Edited at July 29, 2024 07:12 PM by Burning Rose Equine
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Sivia Jane - Vivi watched as the smile from the warriors face faded, his gaze tracing back to his shoes. A horrible twist of guilt curled around her, she had caused this to surface up for him. Vivi leaned forward, listening to his precious words, she reached out and took his hand in hers, her other hand coming over to encase it too. "I am guessing they are not normal ones?" Vivi said softly, trying a soft approach, she shook her head, "sorry, you don't need to answer that, let's just enjoy the sunset, hm?" She said, smiling |
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Cassian Harlow - Cassian took her hand as she slid her hand into his palm. Her hand looked tiny and delicate compared to his massive rough-skinned hand that engulfed Vivi's hand in his light grip on her. "No, its alright... yeah they're not normal ones." he sighed. As much as he'd love to forget about his dreams entirely, he should talk about them with someone. The problem was, Cassian didn't trust people easily. He only trusted Renee. Renee was the only other person other than himself and, now the princess, that knew about his dreams. And even though Renee couldn't help him very much with his problem, she still listened. Cassian hoped he would be able to trust the princess with the knowledge of his nightmares, and that she would listen too. Even if she was the furthest person from understanding what it was like, maybe she could still listen. |
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Sivia Jane - Vivi tilted her head, listening to the warrior, she looked at his dark curls as the flopped in the wind. Cute. The princess held his hands in hers and pulled him down next to her on the grass, now turned green and gold in the fading sunlight. "If you need to talk, I will listen, but don't push yourself if your not ready" Vivi said, it must be hard to be a warrior, facing nightmares that reflect reality, their past and future battles. |
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Cassian Harlow - Cassian nodded and sat down next to her, continuing to hold her delicate hand. "I probably should, but I'd rather not ruin the moment." he hummed, still looking down, but now at her hands and wrists. He just gazed down at her olive skin wrapped in his pale hand, for a bit, studying it, savoring it. He didn't know when or if he could ever hold her hand like this again. His eyes traced back up to her bruises once again. He wondered why she bruised herself when she was nervous, didn't it hurt? "Princess, do you know why you bruise yourself? Doesn't it ever hurt?" he asked softly, bringing his eyes back up to meet her amber eyes, immediately gluing his eyes onto her face, especially her eyes and lips. |
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