All of them were eating and while there was some chatter here and there, it was mostly quiet. That was until Nadeline would ask — no it was more like request — him to drop her off at Stigma, the capital of Rozarria. Jaakuna really didn’t mind going to Stigma, but he did want to know why. “Why, if I may ask?” He asked and Nadeline would respond back by saying that her father requested her home. She would express that it was something that her father didn’t usually do, so it had to be something quite serious. Jaakuna would just nod. “Yeah, we can swing by there. “ Jaakuna said.
As Jaakuna would say that they would be able to go to Stigma, Wesley would set down his eating utensils. “I will be accompanying Nadeline to Stigma.” Wesley said, though Jaakuna raised an eyebrow. “Oh really? Going to meet your future in-laws are you?” Jaakuna laughed and Wesley turned red. Jaakuna laughed again.
When the two of them were just going back and forth with senseless banter, Savayna sighed. She would, yet again, be left on the ship doing nothing. Well, Grant would be here, so maybe she’ll figure out something to do.
In the Skycity of Bhujerba, the morning sun beams down upon it like no other city out there. Unlike most of the cities in Ivalice, none of them are up in the sky and none of them get such radiant sunlight such as Bhujerba. It’s definitely near 10AM-ish, which definitely brings the citizens out for their daily morning errands. Whether they’re going to work, coming home from work, or actually doing said errands, the streets are full of people going about their business. Among the people roaming around is one that definitely stood out amongst the rest. His heavy-plated, crimson-red armor could make him out unlike anyone else. Besides, the Archadian sigil planted on the backside of his cape would automatically set him out from the rest.
As this man roams the city, he goes through the square, and in ten to fifteen minutes, he finds himself at the residence of the Marquis. Just simply going into it and to the front desk, he would approach.
“Hello, can I help you?” The desk clerk asked.
Hamut smiles. “Yes, I request an audience with his highness.” He requested.
The man would look at Hamut. “And who, may I ask, is requesting an audience?” He asked, phone in hand, but had yet to press the button.
Hamut smiled, and removed his helmet. “I am First Judge Magister, Brandon Hamut Ira Darcone, of the Archadian Imperial Court.” He announced.
“Ah yes, then let’s see if he’ll see you. One moment.” He said, phone at ear and he pressed the button that was a direct line to the Marquis. “Marquis sir, I have Judge Brandon Hamut Darcone requesting an audience with you. Shall I let him through or send him away?” The desk clerk asked.
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As Jaakuna and Emiri had finally joined them, Wesley looked at them. They looked like they both just got out of the shower. Though, there was something different about them, specifically about Emiri. It seemed she was happy. Wesley couldn’t place it, but something happened and she was glowing like the radiant maiden that she is. As for Jaakuna, he looked just about the same. Wesley couldn’t spot anything much different about him; at least not at the moment he couldn’t.
Savayna looked at them, but she would brush them off. Sure, it was great that they finally joined everyone, but her attention was solely fixated on Grant. Him ignoring her just made her more annoyed with him. He obviously was paying attention to Nadeline, but fuck! He’s ignoring her like the fucking plague. She would make it her mission to make Grant pay attention to her.
When Jaakuna and Emiri sat down, they were getting the looks from everyone. Jaakuna looked at them just wondering what was up with them. “So, I guess good morning guys and ladies.” Jaakuna awkwardly said as he got himself some food.
Savayna just eyed Jaakuna with a wicked smile, but she looked to Emiri first. “You seem awfully chipper this morning? Have a nice shower, hmmm?” She said actually slightly giggling. Though, for Savayna, it was more of a teasing chuckle.
Savayna looked at them, but she would brush them off. Sure, it was great that they finally joined everyone, but her attention was solely fixated on Grant. Him ignoring her just made her more annoyed with him. He obviously was paying attention to Nadeline, but fuck! He’s ignoring her like the fucking plague. She would make it her mission to make Grant pay attention to her.
When Jaakuna and Emiri sat down, they were getting the looks from everyone. Jaakuna looked at them just wondering what was up with them. “So, I guess good morning guys and ladies.” Jaakuna awkwardly said as he got himself some food.
Savayna just eyed Jaakuna with a wicked smile, but she looked to Emiri first. “You seem awfully chipper this morning? Have a nice shower, hmmm?” She said actually slightly giggling. Though, for Savayna, it was more of a teasing chuckle.
The shower had been exactly what Jaakuna wanted and then some. The majority of it was them fooling around, though they did have to cut it short to actually wash themselves off. The temptation to give into their sexual lust was difficult, but they eventually resisted, and after about ten or fifteen minutes, they were out of the shower. After getting out, the steam instantly clouded the mirror in the bathroom. It really was hot in there, so it was a good thing they had no clothes on. Even still, when they walked out, Jaakuna could hear a slight hum coming from Emiri. She really was enjoying all of it. Jaakuna just smiled as he would get a towel and wrap his waste with it. He would take another towel, and dry up his hair. Soon, he would remove his towel around his waste to do the same. When he was fully dry, however, he would look to the mirror, taking his forearm and wiping away some of the steam. He then looked into the mirror and looked at his hair being the mess that was. Jaakuna would simply take a brush, and groom his hair to straight style.
When Jaakuna was done with his hair, he came to the closet, where he would start to get dressed. First, of course, he threw on some boxers. Next, he would throw on someblack sweatpants with a red stripe going down the middle.. It wasn’t much, but Jaakuna would also throw on a white tank top. He would also just throw on a pair of black and red socks.. When he finished, however, he would look to Emiri who was also ready to head out as she asked him if he was. Jaakuna would nod as he would also check out Emiri in that dress.
We just got dressed; don’t think like that. He kept telling himself. “Yeah, let’s go.” He said to Emiri, as they would head off, holding hands and entering the elevator.
The breakfast conversation was getting weird again. Well, heated is more like it. Grant would respond to Savayna about how he stated that he can indeed cook, but he would make a comment/question about whether or not if the custom in Archadia is for the men to prepare dinner. Wesley watched Savayna as she would look at Grant with an annoyed expression clear across her face. Wesley would hope for the best and prepare for the worst.
“Actually, yes it is. Unlike you Rozarrian men, the Archadian men hold their own in a family. It’s something called being a man, obviously something a pussy like you would know nothing about.” Savayna said as she went back to eating her breakfast. She would cut up her steak and start to eat it.
Wesley looked to Nadeline and just gave her that ‘this is going to get worse before it gets better’ look.
When Jaakuna was done with his hair, he came to the closet, where he would start to get dressed. First, of course, he threw on some boxers. Next, he would throw on someblack sweatpants with a red stripe going down the middle.. It wasn’t much, but Jaakuna would also throw on a white tank top. He would also just throw on a pair of black and red socks.. When he finished, however, he would look to Emiri who was also ready to head out as she asked him if he was. Jaakuna would nod as he would also check out Emiri in that dress.
We just got dressed; don’t think like that. He kept telling himself. “Yeah, let’s go.” He said to Emiri, as they would head off, holding hands and entering the elevator.
The breakfast conversation was getting weird again. Well, heated is more like it. Grant would respond to Savayna about how he stated that he can indeed cook, but he would make a comment/question about whether or not if the custom in Archadia is for the men to prepare dinner. Wesley watched Savayna as she would look at Grant with an annoyed expression clear across her face. Wesley would hope for the best and prepare for the worst.
“Actually, yes it is. Unlike you Rozarrian men, the Archadian men hold their own in a family. It’s something called being a man, obviously something a pussy like you would know nothing about.” Savayna said as she went back to eating her breakfast. She would cut up her steak and start to eat it.
Wesley looked to Nadeline and just gave her that ‘this is going to get worse before it gets better’ look.
Tamer
Name: Carlos “Trip” Rodriguez
Age: 16
Appearance:
Personality:
Some could say that Trip is modest, humble, and gentle. They are right about all of those things. His ideals are not large ones, but they are his own. People think that because he looks the way he does it means that he is rough around the edges and no compassion, but that’s quite the opposite. He’s full of love, compassion, and most of all, kindness. However, he’s very insecure about a lot of things, mainly about his physical appearance and how people assume a lot of things. Some could even say that Trip sometimes hides his true self in fear that people will take advantage of him, which sometimes they actually do that.
In the company of his family and friends, Trip is reserved. He holds himself at bay for any type of conversation, and he’s not good meeting strangers. Easily frightened and often insecure about meeting new people. Again, that’s where the insecurity comes to play. He’s even shy around his family sometimes. He feels as if they don’t truly understand him. He often feels alone and frightened by change and anything that is related to change. His family notices it and they try to bring him out of his shell, but they fail almost every time.
Despite all of this, Trip has a very gentle soul and he shows that when he’s around animals or when he’s doing things that he loves to do. For example, when he’s writing his poetry or listening to music, he doesn’t become loud and vocal. He’s as quiet as can be and makes sure he’s respectful. Like, seriously; his guy is so insecure about being around people, and drawing attention to himself. So, he’s not going to do something that would otherwise prompt people to notice him any more than they have to. He mainly listens to teen-angst punk music, sappy pop-punk, and instrumentals of his favorite anime.
Partnered to: Liollmon
Backstory:
Being born into the Spanish, Islamic, Greek, Canadian, Mexican, and Argentinean heritage, it’s no surprise that Trip has a big family. His mom, born of the name Ashley Gabrielle Montoya, has roots of Spanish, Canadian, and Greek within her blood. His dad, born of the name, Carlos Rex Shuki Rodriguez, has roots of Islamic, Mexican, and Argentinean within his blood. The combined effort had thus created Trip, who’s birth name is actually Carlos, but he chose the name Trip because he didn’t want to be just another kid in a Mexican country. It’s weird, but he finds pride that he is different.
Along the years, he grew up in Mexico City, Mexico. Now, one can assume that it really wasn’t that good of a childhood with the Drug Cartel always causing murders here and murders there. Trip just ignored it like anybody should. He didn’t want to get involved so that’s why he just adapted the shy persona he became known for. Sadly, this is also what led to a lot of unhappy birthdays. Even though he put on a happy face, he was unhappy for a lot of days.
Other:
Likes
Anime
Listening to music
Reading Poetry
Writing Poetry
“Alone time”
Spicy food(not too spicy, though)
Dislikes
Crowds
Meeting more than one person at a time
Super salty food
Flying in an airplanes
Digimon
Name/Species: Liollmon
Appearance: see rookie form
Personality:
Liollmon is a curious, protective, and very stubborn digimon. He will explore till his little heart is past content and he will do so to every data of his being. He's a lion-like Digimon/cat, so the curious nature will take full charge, and because he is a lion-like digimon, his protective instincts are off the charts. He will always protect either what is his or those he cares about the most. He will never waver and the fighting spirit he has within himself will always lead him to protect his possessions. Of course, his fighting spirit might also make him come off as stubborn. Sometimes, that's not a bad thing, but it can be. Just cause he won't ever back down, this could mean in a variety of ways. If there's a point he's trying to get across, he won't back down. He will also never let anything go. That's how his stubbornness comes into play in a negative way.
As he will evolve, his personality will alter just slightly. As Liamon, his protective instincts are more dominant, but he also becomes a little more aggressive. Don't think just cause he is aggressive that his judgment is clouded. He will defend his friends right down to every data within his being.He is more violent in his champion form, but that's cause he doesn't want anyone to harm his friends. Now, that's where his stubbornness comes into play. He will keep on going even if he is injured. Sometimes, that can obviously be a bad thing, but to him he sees it as being strong.
As LoaderLeomon, not much really changes. He remains protective, stubborn, and just overall like a lion. The main difference is a sense of justice comes into his being. It's not dominant, but it's still there, and as is his unwavering fighting spirit.
When in his mega form, BanchoLeomon, he is vastly different. Arrogance sometimes takes charge, but ALWAYS a righteous sense of justice takes residence and in the most dominant of ways. By the blade he weird, BanchoLeomon judges those who have done wrong and by his blade they will be judged. He will use this sense of justice either based on what digimon do or if they threaten his friends. He will protect them with his life and everything that he is will go into stopping any threats to them. This is how his stubbornness gets transformed into a righteous sense of justice and this time it's actually a good thing.
Backstory:
Liollmon doesn't remember much before he became Friimon. He remembers leaving the Village of Beginnings, but that's about it. He has been wondering alone ever since. He has just been trying his best to survive for as long as he could in hopes he would find something or someone to fight for with all that he is.That's really all he wants. If he can somehow get that, Liollmon would truly be happy. Until then, however, Liollmon will just do what he must to survive, fending off other digimon from taking what he needs to survive or whatever it is they will try to come after. He will just do what he must and that's pretty much all there is to it.
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Name: Carlos “Trip” Rodriguez
Age: 16
Appearance:
Personality:
Some could say that Trip is modest, humble, and gentle. They are right about all of those things. His ideals are not large ones, but they are his own. People think that because he looks the way he does it means that he is rough around the edges and no compassion, but that’s quite the opposite. He’s full of love, compassion, and most of all, kindness. However, he’s very insecure about a lot of things, mainly about his physical appearance and how people assume a lot of things. Some could even say that Trip sometimes hides his true self in fear that people will take advantage of him, which sometimes they actually do that.
In the company of his family and friends, Trip is reserved. He holds himself at bay for any type of conversation, and he’s not good meeting strangers. Easily frightened and often insecure about meeting new people. Again, that’s where the insecurity comes to play. He’s even shy around his family sometimes. He feels as if they don’t truly understand him. He often feels alone and frightened by change and anything that is related to change. His family notices it and they try to bring him out of his shell, but they fail almost every time.
Despite all of this, Trip has a very gentle soul and he shows that when he’s around animals or when he’s doing things that he loves to do. For example, when he’s writing his poetry or listening to music, he doesn’t become loud and vocal. He’s as quiet as can be and makes sure he’s respectful. Like, seriously; his guy is so insecure about being around people, and drawing attention to himself. So, he’s not going to do something that would otherwise prompt people to notice him any more than they have to. He mainly listens to teen-angst punk music, sappy pop-punk, and instrumentals of his favorite anime.
Partnered to: Liollmon
Backstory:
Being born into the Spanish, Islamic, Greek, Canadian, Mexican, and Argentinean heritage, it’s no surprise that Trip has a big family. His mom, born of the name Ashley Gabrielle Montoya, has roots of Spanish, Canadian, and Greek within her blood. His dad, born of the name, Carlos Rex Shuki Rodriguez, has roots of Islamic, Mexican, and Argentinean within his blood. The combined effort had thus created Trip, who’s birth name is actually Carlos, but he chose the name Trip because he didn’t want to be just another kid in a Mexican country. It’s weird, but he finds pride that he is different.
Along the years, he grew up in Mexico City, Mexico. Now, one can assume that it really wasn’t that good of a childhood with the Drug Cartel always causing murders here and murders there. Trip just ignored it like anybody should. He didn’t want to get involved so that’s why he just adapted the shy persona he became known for. Sadly, this is also what led to a lot of unhappy birthdays. Even though he put on a happy face, he was unhappy for a lot of days.
Other:
Likes
Anime
Listening to music
Reading Poetry
Writing Poetry
“Alone time”
Spicy food(not too spicy, though)
Dislikes
Crowds
Meeting more than one person at a time
Super salty food
Flying in an airplanes
Digimon
Name/Species: Liollmon
Appearance: see rookie form
Personality:
Liollmon is a curious, protective, and very stubborn digimon. He will explore till his little heart is past content and he will do so to every data of his being. He's a lion-like Digimon/cat, so the curious nature will take full charge, and because he is a lion-like digimon, his protective instincts are off the charts. He will always protect either what is his or those he cares about the most. He will never waver and the fighting spirit he has within himself will always lead him to protect his possessions. Of course, his fighting spirit might also make him come off as stubborn. Sometimes, that's not a bad thing, but it can be. Just cause he won't ever back down, this could mean in a variety of ways. If there's a point he's trying to get across, he won't back down. He will also never let anything go. That's how his stubbornness comes into play in a negative way.
As he will evolve, his personality will alter just slightly. As Liamon, his protective instincts are more dominant, but he also becomes a little more aggressive. Don't think just cause he is aggressive that his judgment is clouded. He will defend his friends right down to every data within his being.He is more violent in his champion form, but that's cause he doesn't want anyone to harm his friends. Now, that's where his stubbornness comes into play. He will keep on going even if he is injured. Sometimes, that can obviously be a bad thing, but to him he sees it as being strong.
As LoaderLeomon, not much really changes. He remains protective, stubborn, and just overall like a lion. The main difference is a sense of justice comes into his being. It's not dominant, but it's still there, and as is his unwavering fighting spirit.
When in his mega form, BanchoLeomon, he is vastly different. Arrogance sometimes takes charge, but ALWAYS a righteous sense of justice takes residence and in the most dominant of ways. By the blade he weird, BanchoLeomon judges those who have done wrong and by his blade they will be judged. He will use this sense of justice either based on what digimon do or if they threaten his friends. He will protect them with his life and everything that he is will go into stopping any threats to them. This is how his stubbornness gets transformed into a righteous sense of justice and this time it's actually a good thing.
Backstory:
Liollmon doesn't remember much before he became Friimon. He remembers leaving the Village of Beginnings, but that's about it. He has been wondering alone ever since. He has just been trying his best to survive for as long as he could in hopes he would find something or someone to fight for with all that he is.That's really all he wants. If he can somehow get that, Liollmon would truly be happy. Until then, however, Liollmon will just do what he must to survive, fending off other digimon from taking what he needs to survive or whatever it is they will try to come after. He will just do what he must and that's pretty much all there is to it.
Other
His body, her body — both embraced with each other. His hand hooked her leg, her arms wrapped around his body and his lips kissed her neck. Each second that passed, the kissing would get deeper, the passion more intense. Even as the steam from the hot water would cloud the clear glass doors, so would the sexual desire within them. Jaakuna would lift her up this time by gripping her hips with both of his arms. The manly strength of his essence would flow through her feminine lady charm. His lips would dig deeper and lower on her body as he would still hold her up. Each kiss would result in him repeating her name in pure lust.
The breakfast was quiet, awkward, and just about everything that Wesley would have expected it to be. From the very unfavorable meeting that Grant and Savayna had to the yelling and screaming that followed, Wesley was actually surprised that they would be able to stay in the same room without ripping each other’s face off. Still, the silence was better than that. Savayna quietly ate her food, but the conversation between Grant and Nadeline would soon break the silence. Both Wesley and Savayna would look over to Grant and Nadeline respectively. The two of them went back and forth about how neither of them could cook, but Grant seemed to know the basics.
Savayna would jump in this. “Well, looky here, you can’t cook, Pussy-Grant? I guess not a real man then.” She laughed.
Wesley’s eyes widened and mouth dropped. He couldn’t’ believe what he was hearing. A little part in him was laughing, but he couldn’t do that now could he? He IS a gentleman, after all. Wesley would just ignore what Savayna said and hew would, as Grant and Nadeline had pointed out, Jaakuna and Emiri were once again gone. He didn’t want a repeat of yesterday, so Wesley would just wait for them to come down instead of all of them barging in on them again.
The breakfast was quiet, awkward, and just about everything that Wesley would have expected it to be. From the very unfavorable meeting that Grant and Savayna had to the yelling and screaming that followed, Wesley was actually surprised that they would be able to stay in the same room without ripping each other’s face off. Still, the silence was better than that. Savayna quietly ate her food, but the conversation between Grant and Nadeline would soon break the silence. Both Wesley and Savayna would look over to Grant and Nadeline respectively. The two of them went back and forth about how neither of them could cook, but Grant seemed to know the basics.
Savayna would jump in this. “Well, looky here, you can’t cook, Pussy-Grant? I guess not a real man then.” She laughed.
Wesley’s eyes widened and mouth dropped. He couldn’t’ believe what he was hearing. A little part in him was laughing, but he couldn’t do that now could he? He IS a gentleman, after all. Wesley would just ignore what Savayna said and hew would, as Grant and Nadeline had pointed out, Jaakuna and Emiri were once again gone. He didn’t want a repeat of yesterday, so Wesley would just wait for them to come down instead of all of them barging in on them again.
Emiri was all for it, after all it was her idea. Jaakuna would see that she would get off the bed, naked body and all, as she would go to the bathroom, only to look back at Jaakuna as she would motion him to follow. Jaakuna, like some kind of giddy teenager, hopped off of his bed. He wouldn’t even bother with hiding his excitement. As the hot water would get started, the steam would take most of the visibility away. Jaakuna and Emiri would enter it. The shower itself was a pretty big one, as it could easily fit two or three people in it. So, Jaakuna and Emiri would easily be able to fit in just with the two of them.
While in it, Jaakuna would take her, grip her, embrace her with his arms as the water would soak the both of them in luke-warm water. He would start be leaning her against the white, texturlized wall of the shower, and start to kiss her neck while lifting her left leg his right arm as his hand would grip the outer parts of her knee area.
Grant was getting on her nerves the more he spoke and now he was acting like he was better than her. Seriously? He actually thinks he’s better than her. Oh, how wrong Pussy Grant will soon realize he is. The one thing that got under her skin the most, however, was his comment about her just being a female. Savayna could have let the fact that he was a douche pass, but the pure fact that he said her being a female just got under her skin more than anything. He would then go to the kitchen, completely ignoring her. Savayna just about had it, but she would rush past him, shoving him into the wall as she would enter the kitchen, but not before saying “Sexist jerk” as he passed by him.
As she would enter the kitchen, she would see Nadeline and Wesley. She would give a false smile to them. “Everything is fine, don’t worry.” She said.
Wesley raised an eyebrow. He didn’t believe her for one second. “In any case, eat up.” Wesley said
While in it, Jaakuna would take her, grip her, embrace her with his arms as the water would soak the both of them in luke-warm water. He would start be leaning her against the white, texturlized wall of the shower, and start to kiss her neck while lifting her left leg his right arm as his hand would grip the outer parts of her knee area.
Grant was getting on her nerves the more he spoke and now he was acting like he was better than her. Seriously? He actually thinks he’s better than her. Oh, how wrong Pussy Grant will soon realize he is. The one thing that got under her skin the most, however, was his comment about her just being a female. Savayna could have let the fact that he was a douche pass, but the pure fact that he said her being a female just got under her skin more than anything. He would then go to the kitchen, completely ignoring her. Savayna just about had it, but she would rush past him, shoving him into the wall as she would enter the kitchen, but not before saying “Sexist jerk” as he passed by him.
As she would enter the kitchen, she would see Nadeline and Wesley. She would give a false smile to them. “Everything is fine, don’t worry.” She said.
Wesley raised an eyebrow. He didn’t believe her for one second. “In any case, eat up.” Wesley said
Emiri was teasing him on purpose and he…well he didn’t hate it, but he’s not used to it. Jaakuna was usually the one doing the teasing. She definitely was taking a change for the better, now wasn’t she? Jaakuna would definitely put this into his favor as she would playfully smile at him as she would suggest the two of them shower together and of all things to say to suggest that, she would steal the excuse that he gave to her when he first suggested that the day before. Jaakuna smiled at this as he liked this new version of Emiri. “As good as last night was, there’s always room for improvement. “ Jaakuna said, winking to Emiri. “Yes, I believe as a couple, we owe to ourselves to indulge in practice.” Jaakuna said just nodding, “besides, we’re killing two birds with one glorious stone, are we not?”
The nerve of this man. How dare he tell me to grow up!? Safe to say that Savayna was not happy with Grant, not in the slightest. His words to her about how it was indeed her fault sent anger chills down her spine. Even more so, he would go on to say that since Savayna also changed sides, that she’s a pussy. Her mouth dropped all the way down at this point. Like, he had the nerves of a fucking dumbass. Savayna has never been so offended in her life and it only got worse from here on out. “I’d watch that mouth of yours , Prince Pussy, less you wish to get knocked out by a girl again.” She said raising her fist, threatening him with it.
The nerve of this man. How dare he tell me to grow up!? Safe to say that Savayna was not happy with Grant, not in the slightest. His words to her about how it was indeed her fault sent anger chills down her spine. Even more so, he would go on to say that since Savayna also changed sides, that she’s a pussy. Her mouth dropped all the way down at this point. Like, he had the nerves of a fucking dumbass. Savayna has never been so offended in her life and it only got worse from here on out. “I’d watch that mouth of yours , Prince Pussy, less you wish to get knocked out by a girl again.” She said raising her fist, threatening him with it.
Looking at her, Jaakuna could see she was actually serious about whether she was good or not or whether she was good enough for him. Jaakuna had a blank expression on his face. He didn’t even know where to begin. Of course she was good enough. Actually, she was more than good enough. She was the best he’s ever had the pleasure of fucking, how could se even doubt that? Maybe cause it was her first time, but seriously how could she doubt it? Jaakuna would take her hands, which resulted in the blanket coming down and showing her bare chest. “Listen babe, you were more than ‘good enough’. I’ve never had someone entice me and seduce me in ways that you did. If you need any form of confirmation that you were more than ‘good enough’, feel this.” He said half-forcing her hands onto his chest. His heart pounding as looked into her eyes. “No one before gets my heart racing like you do.” Jaakuna said, “what we did last night was much more than just fucking. We made love — hot, passionate, lustful love — and if I could, I would relive every second of it.”
Nadeline had proceeded to leave Grant and Savayna to talk whatever it was they needed to talk about. As grant, obviously would speak, he would say that he was the one that should be throwing the punches. Savayna now stood there mouth dropped. Was he for real!? Savayna couldn’t believe the nerve of this guy. And now he would have the nerve to say that Savayna was the sole reason why he was almost executed. That raised the question on who exactly was at fault there.
“Umm, last time I checked, you failed dear Vincent. Not my fault you couldn’t foresee what I did to you. And let me just clarify. If you haven’t been such a grade-A dickwad, I wouldn’t have to had ‘betrayed’ you in the first place.” She would use air quotes when saying ‘betrayed’. “And besides, imagine MY surprise that I would bump into YOU here.” She would get closer to Grant almost wanting to punch him, but she remembered that little voice in her head ‘talk first, punch later’. So, she would lower her fist. “At the time of knocking your lights out, I didn’t know you were actually one of the good guys. Who would have known? The mighty manly man Grant was a fucking pussy underneath it all.” She was taunting him on purpose. Her words, the way she said them — all intentional. “You know what, that has a nice ring to it. “She said, “From here on out, you, Prince of Rozarria, will forever be known as Prince Pussy Grant!” She would say as she would laugh and laugh and laugh.
Nadeline had proceeded to leave Grant and Savayna to talk whatever it was they needed to talk about. As grant, obviously would speak, he would say that he was the one that should be throwing the punches. Savayna now stood there mouth dropped. Was he for real!? Savayna couldn’t believe the nerve of this guy. And now he would have the nerve to say that Savayna was the sole reason why he was almost executed. That raised the question on who exactly was at fault there.
“Umm, last time I checked, you failed dear Vincent. Not my fault you couldn’t foresee what I did to you. And let me just clarify. If you haven’t been such a grade-A dickwad, I wouldn’t have to had ‘betrayed’ you in the first place.” She would use air quotes when saying ‘betrayed’. “And besides, imagine MY surprise that I would bump into YOU here.” She would get closer to Grant almost wanting to punch him, but she remembered that little voice in her head ‘talk first, punch later’. So, she would lower her fist. “At the time of knocking your lights out, I didn’t know you were actually one of the good guys. Who would have known? The mighty manly man Grant was a fucking pussy underneath it all.” She was taunting him on purpose. Her words, the way she said them — all intentional. “You know what, that has a nice ring to it. “She said, “From here on out, you, Prince of Rozarria, will forever be known as Prince Pussy Grant!” She would say as she would laugh and laugh and laugh.
Jaakuna could clearly see how embarrassed she was. If not on her face itself, then by the way she was holding the blanket over her face. Jaakuna had a half-smile on his face. He looked at her, bringing the blanket from her head and seeing her face. He could see the embarrassment plastered clear across her face. Even as he would look at her, he could see that she was both embarrassed that he had said those things to her in the way that he did, and also she was angry with him for blatantly saying those things.
Jaakuna looked at her chuckling a bit. “You were the one that said it was alright that we go all the way.” Jaakuna said somewhat shrugging, “besides, who was I to say no?” At this point, Jaakuna was smiling both at the fact that last night was the first time they did it and based on her inexperience, it was her first time doing it. Period.
When Savayna had got and hit Grant right in the face, it was so hard that it knocked him out. That wasn’t enough for Savayna. She would soon go for some more, but then Nadeline got in the middle of her hitting Grant some more. She would yell out how he’s on their side. Savayna cocked her head to the side with a rather confused and puzzled look. First off, since when did Grant even have any other side that wasn’t his own and that begged the question when everyone lost their freaking marbles.
“What the fuck do you mean he’s on ‘our’ side?” She asked Nadeline and Wesley.
Wesley would sigh. “Okay, you and I will go to the kitchen while Nadeline fixes up Grant.” He said, guiding Savayna to the kitchen.
When they got to the kitchen, they would sit down in two chairs. Wesley would start from the beginning. “Okay, so pretty much this is how it went.” He said, “When you told us that Vincent had Emiri, first off, we were pissed, as you can imagine. Jaakuna roared, he cried, he punched the ground and walls. It took myself and Nadeline to take him out of that rage fit. After that, Jaakuna went off on his own, which we assumed was to just relax. At the time, we didn’t know that he was going to contact his grandfatther, which--” He said, interrupted.
“JAakuna willingly contacted Hamut!?” Savayna said with widened eyes.
“Yes, now let me finish.” He said. Savayna huffed, arms crossed. “As I was saying, he contacted his grandfather, to which we met him at the Sandsea in Rabanastre. The meeting was direct and short from my perspective. Jaakuna pleaded his case and after some back-and-forth banter from both of them, they came to an understanding on the sole promise that Jaakuna would marry Emiri when everything with the war is settled. “ He said, “The plan was that Hamut would fake-arrest us and as we would be flown to Archades, we would be presented to Vincent — who is every bit of a douche that the rumors set him out to be. “Wesley laughed, “— and we were told about how we were to be his prisoners, but what I didn’t expect was he asked for Jaakuna to stay back. He beat Jaakuna worse than he did to you…much worse. Jaakuna was out for over 2 hours. He had broken arms, cracked ribs, his face was beat in. “ Wesley cringed at the thought of it. “Anyways, as for Grant, he too was Vincent’s prisoner and he told Grant that once Emiri was done with whatever he wanted her to do, he would slay her right in front of him, and of course made Grant switch sides.” Wesley said, “And after we got Emiri back, we got the hell out of dodge, and well there you have it. The rest I’m sure you can just piece together.”
Savayna couldn’t believe what she just heard. She didn’t know whether to go to Jaakuna and hug the guy or go to Grant and apologize. She just assumed the worst, but maybe she should have asked Grant what he was doing aboard the Ifrit and not punch first. She did know she had to apologize to him first, after thinking about it. “If you’ll excuse me.” She said as she got up, and went over to Nadeline and Grant. She would just be right there no doubt that Nadeline would give her some sort of nasty glare or look.
Jaakuna looked at her chuckling a bit. “You were the one that said it was alright that we go all the way.” Jaakuna said somewhat shrugging, “besides, who was I to say no?” At this point, Jaakuna was smiling both at the fact that last night was the first time they did it and based on her inexperience, it was her first time doing it. Period.
When Savayna had got and hit Grant right in the face, it was so hard that it knocked him out. That wasn’t enough for Savayna. She would soon go for some more, but then Nadeline got in the middle of her hitting Grant some more. She would yell out how he’s on their side. Savayna cocked her head to the side with a rather confused and puzzled look. First off, since when did Grant even have any other side that wasn’t his own and that begged the question when everyone lost their freaking marbles.
“What the fuck do you mean he’s on ‘our’ side?” She asked Nadeline and Wesley.
Wesley would sigh. “Okay, you and I will go to the kitchen while Nadeline fixes up Grant.” He said, guiding Savayna to the kitchen.
When they got to the kitchen, they would sit down in two chairs. Wesley would start from the beginning. “Okay, so pretty much this is how it went.” He said, “When you told us that Vincent had Emiri, first off, we were pissed, as you can imagine. Jaakuna roared, he cried, he punched the ground and walls. It took myself and Nadeline to take him out of that rage fit. After that, Jaakuna went off on his own, which we assumed was to just relax. At the time, we didn’t know that he was going to contact his grandfatther, which--” He said, interrupted.
“JAakuna willingly contacted Hamut!?” Savayna said with widened eyes.
“Yes, now let me finish.” He said. Savayna huffed, arms crossed. “As I was saying, he contacted his grandfather, to which we met him at the Sandsea in Rabanastre. The meeting was direct and short from my perspective. Jaakuna pleaded his case and after some back-and-forth banter from both of them, they came to an understanding on the sole promise that Jaakuna would marry Emiri when everything with the war is settled. “ He said, “The plan was that Hamut would fake-arrest us and as we would be flown to Archades, we would be presented to Vincent — who is every bit of a douche that the rumors set him out to be. “Wesley laughed, “— and we were told about how we were to be his prisoners, but what I didn’t expect was he asked for Jaakuna to stay back. He beat Jaakuna worse than he did to you…much worse. Jaakuna was out for over 2 hours. He had broken arms, cracked ribs, his face was beat in. “ Wesley cringed at the thought of it. “Anyways, as for Grant, he too was Vincent’s prisoner and he told Grant that once Emiri was done with whatever he wanted her to do, he would slay her right in front of him, and of course made Grant switch sides.” Wesley said, “And after we got Emiri back, we got the hell out of dodge, and well there you have it. The rest I’m sure you can just piece together.”
Savayna couldn’t believe what she just heard. She didn’t know whether to go to Jaakuna and hug the guy or go to Grant and apologize. She just assumed the worst, but maybe she should have asked Grant what he was doing aboard the Ifrit and not punch first. She did know she had to apologize to him first, after thinking about it. “If you’ll excuse me.” She said as she got up, and went over to Nadeline and Grant. She would just be right there no doubt that Nadeline would give her some sort of nasty glare or look.
“It’s a date then/”
When Nadeline had made the comment about how he should teach her to cook, Wesley agreed. He would much rather enjoy a date with her just teaching her how to cook. Besides, everyone at least needs to know how to cook the basic stuff. Wesley would chuckle at this as he would properly set the table with everything. Just as he was about to finish up, Nadeline would make a note of some kind of commotion going on in the hall. Wesley would go with Nadeline to see what it was about.
When the two of them got there, Wesley looked on. He saw Savayna standing with a slightly bloody fist, and then he saw Grant, laid out. He shook his head. “Oh dear..” He said as he looked to Savayna who was just about to go after him again.
As Emiri would slowly open his eyes, Jaakuna was just staring at her. And then she yelped…loud. Jaakuna could hear every ounce of that screech and it made him rise up. She would look surprised, and soon she would slightly calm down. Though, she would raise the question on exactly what Jaakuna was doing staring at her, how long he had been doing it, and why he didn’t wake her up. All of those questions would soon be answered, but first he had to make sure his ears were still functioning. Shaking his head a few times, they worked.
Jaakuna looked to Emiri. “Well, you looked so cute sleeping there, I didn’t want to disturb you.” Jaakuna smiled, hoping that it would be enough for her. “Plus, in the position that we were in, I couldn’t really move without waking you up, and especially after last night. — WOWZA! You sure are bendy.” Jaakuna laughed, though he knew he was going to get it for that last one.
When Nadeline had made the comment about how he should teach her to cook, Wesley agreed. He would much rather enjoy a date with her just teaching her how to cook. Besides, everyone at least needs to know how to cook the basic stuff. Wesley would chuckle at this as he would properly set the table with everything. Just as he was about to finish up, Nadeline would make a note of some kind of commotion going on in the hall. Wesley would go with Nadeline to see what it was about.
When the two of them got there, Wesley looked on. He saw Savayna standing with a slightly bloody fist, and then he saw Grant, laid out. He shook his head. “Oh dear..” He said as he looked to Savayna who was just about to go after him again.
As Emiri would slowly open his eyes, Jaakuna was just staring at her. And then she yelped…loud. Jaakuna could hear every ounce of that screech and it made him rise up. She would look surprised, and soon she would slightly calm down. Though, she would raise the question on exactly what Jaakuna was doing staring at her, how long he had been doing it, and why he didn’t wake her up. All of those questions would soon be answered, but first he had to make sure his ears were still functioning. Shaking his head a few times, they worked.
Jaakuna looked to Emiri. “Well, you looked so cute sleeping there, I didn’t want to disturb you.” Jaakuna smiled, hoping that it would be enough for her. “Plus, in the position that we were in, I couldn’t really move without waking you up, and especially after last night. — WOWZA! You sure are bendy.” Jaakuna laughed, though he knew he was going to get it for that last one.
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