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Ink On Your Soul - New Beginnings

@Argetlam350

Not a problem! I hope you find a good place!

P.S. - Glenlivet is a classy whisky, not wine. :p

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I guess Sulley is going to have to get over Morgan periodically borrowing his treasure lol

@Aspen Wren

But where would the fun be in getting over it? :p

Ink On Your Soul - New Beginnings

When her words had failed her, Tholo slowly reached out to turn her. The touch made her flinch reflexively. Since when was that a reflex? Dead or not, adrenaline was racing through her veins… fight or flight, she couldn’t let another man touch her. Not yet. Too soon. He meant no harm though, he simply wiped a tear from her cheek. Damnit, she hadn’t meant to cry in front of the wolf.

Her wolf…

Bartholomew Whitlock.

“I knew nothing of this” he assured her ”I’m sorry about what happened, I should of been there. I failed in that regard, but he is gone and can’t hurt you anymore. And if he somehow lived, I’ll him myself. He’s no father to me. I’d understand if you want space from being near a wolf, but if you are still willing to try, I’ll show you I’m never going to hurt you.”

Béatrix felt more naked now than the last time they were together, and that is saying something. But maybe that was what soul mates were for? Who else should you feel comfortable baring yourself to? Completely bare, to the core of your very being. When she spoke again, her voice was low, but steady.

“No. I do not want to be alone.” Trixy raised her eyes to meet his with rediscovered boldness. She was much too proud a creature to play the victim for long. “Just… don’t touch me again.” the demand stood in stark contrast to their previous encounters where she’d much rather feel his touch then hear his words. The tides were changing and Béatrix strapped her investigator boots back on. She had came here for answers, and she would get some.

Wandering over to the liquor cabinet, Béatrix selected The Glenlivet 15 Year Old French Oak Reserve. The irony was not lost on her there. Uncapping the bottle, she nosed the rich buttery notes before pouring two glasses. She couldn’t give a damn what time of day it was, she needed a drink… or twelve, because, you know, alcohol doesn’t quite work the same when it isn’t tainting human blood. Trixy offered Tholo a glass and sat down with the other.

“Why would he say that… if he isn’t your father?” she asked about the maggot-like words that ate away her thoughts. Her crystalline eyes settled on the blade once more, but she felt no urge to touch it again. Thinking on it, an idea blossomed in her mind. The monster was an alpha… aggressive… centuries old… English. “Bartholomew?" she broke the silence of thought. "Were you born wolf, or turned?” it seemed silly that she didn’t even know exactly what kind of were her soul mate was, but there it was.

@Argetlam350

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@Melo and @Remipa Awesome

I'm seeing a whole lot of chatter on the OOC, but it's crickets in the IC, BOYS!

:P

I kid... but not really, get on that shit. O.o

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For a few moments Morgan just stared, admiring her as she had the lotus flower moments before. Kiara wondered what might be going through his mind in that moment. She could feed off of negative emotions, but nothing about this felt negative. And lust? Well, he wasn’t yet consumed enough with lust for her to be able to taste it. Right before she was about to fill the silence with chatter of her own, he spoke.

“And I find you dangerously beautiful, in the way you present yourself and more. Especially your eyes.” a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as his gaze settled on her scarlet irises. “They always seem to turn the prettiest shades when we talk.” His voice was almost whimsical. It was Kiara’s turn to blush, she broke eye contact to look down as she did so. Her eyes were always a topic of discussion with new people. Even her father raved about how beautiful they were, that thought had her blushing an even deeper hue.

“Thank you. I get them from my mother… they are a mark of the elemental fey - connected to the wild emotional energy that fuels our magic. Basically, they change color based on how I feel. I’ve never seen it though, whenever I peek in the looking glass they are grey, because I’m calm.” her lips pouted a little, but the emotion was fleeting. Nothing could bring her down now, she was exactly where she wanted to be.

“What color is your favorite?” Kiki asked, wondering what colors the enigmatic warlock deemed ‘pretty’. What color were they now? Probably red… the color of lust in all its forms. And just when Kiki was beginning to think nothing could get her down, a familiar scent reached her nose. Fire and brimstone. Reflexively, her fingers went to the jagged scars her chest now sported.

The door opened and the dragon entered. She’d be lying if she said her heart didn’t skip a beat, and faeries couldn’t lie. But the way he made her feel? Now that was the real mystery. She was caught somewhere between infatuation and blood-boiling rage, and the whole thing was utterly baffling. Thankfully, Morgan was there to tear her away from her emotional conundrum.

“You want to go… well, anywhere else?” Morgan whispered, his breath tickling against her ear. The electricity that ran through her was enough to make her completely forget about the dragon. Suley-who? Who cares!

“I’ve been dying to hear those words since our lips parted.” she responded, her eyes like burning embers now. The thought didn’t even cross her mind that he might not be wanting to leave for the same reasons as her. Kiki stood up quickly and took his hand in hers. Where would the water mage want to go on their first romantic rendezvous? The lake, perhaps? Naked in the pale moonlight? The thought itself sent shivers down her spine. It wasn’t even remotely on her radar that Suleykaar was standing right there next to them.

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@FallenTrinity

I will eventually, I'm giving @FateWeaver some time first, they sound like they are in a tough spot. Trust me, I want this storyline to progress as much as anyone, but I'm patient and eager to see Morgan's reaction.

Also, I love that Sulley assumed that Morgan was all over Kiara, when it was the complete opposite in reality. The poor guys don't know what they are in for with her in their world. Should have listened to your sister, Morgie! xD

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@Narcotic Dollie

Is that picture you? You're so pretty! :3

I followed you.

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Yes! Some of us do the tumblr and follow each other as well.