Hero

Of Blood and Magic

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Eris visibly deflated at Varis' remark, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. Must they always have their little dance before the inevitable? He should have been annoyed, but the familiarity was somewhat endearing. Annoying, but endearing. He supposed he was the bigger fool for constantly jumping through the hoops presented for him, but it was usually worth it. Besides, this was the longest they had been apart, there was no way this was one sided. But as always, romance alone didn't interest the redhead. Eris had to work for what he wanted, and as exasperating as it was, he sincerely hoped the noble didn't assume he came without preparation.

"Balk all you want, that line got me into Duchess Katrina's abode last week," He informed Varis as-a-matter-of-factly, pulling out a letter before waving it around. "She has some very chatty vassals and even chattier mages. And it was a B-list movie the Ghanie family provided effects for. I thought it was cute."

Fortunately for him, his suspicions were confirmed, although he was presented with a dilemma. His initial reaction was to tease Varis on the fact that he wanted them to spend time together, but unfortunately, he had a point. Maxie wasn't a concern, she would take time to adjust to her new surroundings, sure, but the other mutt was a little more complicated. The many faults needed to be addressed, he still had to inspect the dorm, there was a high probability that the kid's wardrobe needed to be burnt entirely which meant he needed to get on the phone to haggle with Feliks again, and they needed to discuss everything wrong with him, which would take more than a night to fix. Ugh.

But there was really only one option here.

"That's why there's two of them. He watches her and she watches him," Eris replied casually, focusing more on trying to get in Varis' good grace. He didn't bother going for his hand again, albeit he did move a touch closer as he stroked his cheek. "You know I'm at your every beck and call, mon beau. All you have to do is say the word and I'm yours." His tone was more sincere as he spoke, almost pleading if one knew what to look for.

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Trying to seduce: @Achronum

Of Blood and Magic

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The fact that Princess Ryner not only knew exactly who she was but addressed her directly had completely blown Lilie away. Being shocked was the least of it, she actually had no idea how she was supposed to respond. Casual? Formal? Laugh it off? Beg for forgiveness? She was momentarily stunned, blinking slowly as her head tried to process what was currently happening without panicking. Okay, the correct thing to do was to offer a greeting back. Mercifully the two mages were either giving her some space or pretending not to notice the stuttering girl, but either way she was grateful.

Brushing her bangs off her forehead, she threw on what she thought was a more approachable smile, although she wasn't entirely sure it came across that way. "Oh, Lilie is fine, I was just, um, surprised--you just said that," She inwardly cursed her apparent inability to properly introduce herself, clearing her throat as she made an attempt to recover.

"The first night was--" She briefly paused as the day's events ran through her head, letting out a slightly choked laugh. "--eventful. But um...I didn't really know what to expect…" She trailed off with a small shrug.

“Between a sudden change of lifestyle and the revolving door of partners, it must all be a touch overwhelming. For that I sincerely apologize. The Eve household’s instability seems to be leaking into the Academy’s affairs as much as I dislike it.” The Princess apologized. “If anything should become too much, please don’t hesitate to find me. Even if its only to lend an ear to your troubles, there is little I would not do to make the transition into your new life as smooth as possible.” The edge of her smile dipped down for a brief second as an almost regretful look crossed her face but it disappeared as soon as it appeared, genuine happiness replacing it.

“Tell me about your first day! What have you done? What questions do you have? I always love having a new perspective!” Ryner asked eagerly. “I want mages to worry for naught so they can focus on learning anything they wish without distraction.”

Oh wow, the princess knew about all that? Lilie's surprise was more subdued, though the mention of the Eve house did strike her as odd. So the revolving door of vampires was because something was going on that she didn't know about. It didn't clarify anything, but it was better than nothing. Her followup humbled Lilie greatly, the pale girl's face blushing a bit. Did the princess really care? It was a nice thought, though now she felt bad for her previous line of thinking. She managed to catch the regretful expression, Lilie's eyes widening for a second. But she moved on quickly before she could properly inquire and her enthusiasm was infectious.

"Um, I've mostly been hanging out with mages. Making friends and stuff," Lilie said, gently rocking on her heels. "But I know I'm here to learn, and I can't wait to dive into magic. I'm excited to learn everything I can from class and I'm sure I'll be spending my spare time in the library."

She gave Ryner a small, earnest smile. "I'm not sure there's enough hours in the day--night to ask everything," She admitted sheepishly, shaking her head for a moment. Although if she was serious, maybe she would get the chance to ask after all. "I mean, I do have a good friend to help, too, so I wouldn't want to waste your time when I'm sure he can answer almost everything."

“My students can never be a waste of my time. I’d much rather be here to help guide you than be away attending to my other duties but as you say, there are never enough hours in the night.” Ryner objected with a matching shake of her head. “And if I may, you are not here to learn. I brought you here to grow and while your scholastic aspirations are certainly important, it may not always be the path you need then. Make sure to leave time to relax and make friends, to have fun and find a passion. If I find you in the library too often, I’ll put you on mandatory break.” Ryner threatened with a chuckled.

“If I recall properly, you were on track to become quite a figure in the fencing circuit. Do you plan to work with your partner to continue your fencing career?” Ryner asked.

Lilie was a little confused by Ryner's words. Wasn't learning and growing the same thing? If she didn't study, how else was she going to learn spells and improve her magic? She'd just have to take her word for it, nodding slowly in understanding. That was a joke, hopefully, or so she hoped as Lilie's weaker laugh accompanied Ryner's. Her jaw dropped a bit when the princess mentioned her fencing, though her immediate thought was last night's duel, blushing slightly in embarrassment. Oh, she knew about that too? But she felt like she hadn't really gotten that far yet, or at least her previous plans were halted by having to go to the Academy. She was pretty sure that the princess knew more about her fencing than her own partner did, too.

"Well, I would, but, um, I don't think Mari--Countess Mariette knows about that," Should she admit she hasn't seen her partner at all today? Tonight, whatever. Lilie wasn't exactly sure how to say it, deciding that there was no better way than to just admit it. "After I ran away from Princess Nox last night, we haven't really spoken since then. I think I'm in trouble but I'm not sure because she hasn't said anything to me."

“She hasn’t had a moment to speak with you about your life previous to this?” Ryner’s brow furrowed in concern, clearly displeased with this information. “Most vampires do so immediately, if even only to ensure you are taking care of yourself appropriately. That is highly unusual.” She made a humming noise as she mulled it over but eventually the furrow fade and she smiled at Lilie again.

“I’m sure you’ll handle it soon enough. And if not, come to me and we can smooth this misunderstanding out together. A healthy partnership is essential to both a vampire and mage’s success here and outside of this Academy.” Ryner sighed with a slight shake of her head. “And I’m sure you have nothing to worry about with your unfortunate meeting with my sister. According to her report, she requested the Nobles and their mages return to their dorms. She can’t reasonably fault you for following a Royal’s orders; her word is law in these situations after all. My sister isn’t particularly known for tolerating those who cross her and cared even less for the political implications of her actions.” It was faint but just a hint of exasperation made its way into her tone as she spoke about her sister.

Lilie nodded again, unsure how to respond. Now that she thought about it, she felt like it was her fault that they weren't getting along. Maybe she needed to listen to Salem and the Astorio vampire after all. At the very least she wouldn't be getting in trouble for running, so that was a massive relief. There was something greatly amusing about hearing the princess be exasperating, humanizing her in the girl's eyes.

"It sounds like even royalty has to deal with stubborn siblings! Sometimes I feel like I'm the older sibling and my brother's the younger one, he always has to have things his way just because instead of making things easy," Lilie was more openly exasperated as she spoke about her brother, teasing the princess slightly. "But that's family for you. What would we do without them, right?"

“Yes, whatever would we do without them.” A rueful smile replaced her pleasant one, a far away look in her eyes. Her shoulders fell slightly as whichever memory playing in her mind’s eye weighed heavily on her. For a moment, Ryner’s façade cracked and the elegant creature disappeared, only a woman dragging centuries of regrets, of disappointment, of failure. But within the blink of an eye, it was gone and an almost lively warmth replaced it with an outright grin. The ghost of a mischievous smirk hid behind the expression, like a muscle memory that stubbornly resisted change.

“Tell me more about your family. I’m afraid I know little more than that you have one.” Ryner took a seat on a nearby bench, gesturing for Lilie to do the same. “It’s nice to hear you have more than a passing relationship with them. Good family will always be your most fervent supporters after all.”

Despite the pleasantness of the conversation, the princess was making Lilie feel like she was walking a tightrope, the look on Ryner's face a little concerning. She was really good at snapping back to normal and continuing like nothing happened, though. Lilie was a little jealous; she had a hard time keeping her own expressiveness under wraps. She obediently followed Ryner, hoping her nerves wouldn't get the best of her as she sat down. Her heart was racing again as she realized she was sitting down with the princess! But she wasn't going to panic. Well, she was already panicking a little, but she couldn't help herself. As she took in a deep breath to calm herself down, she took advantage of the moment to admire the vampire. Their supernatural beauty was universal, and maybe it was because she wasn't completely afraid of her, but now that she was actually looking at her, the princess was stunning even compared to other vampires.

She snapped out of her staring once the princess spoke again, tucking a stray hair behind her ear as she sat up properly. "Well, I have my parents and my brother. I'm pretty close to my aunt, too, we spent a lot of time together when I was growing up," Lilie told her, fishing her phone out of her pocket and scrolling through her Instagram for a second before showing it to Princess Ryner. The photo showed a short haired woman grabbing a grumpy looking young man who looked none too pleased, an older man behind him with sparkling blue eyes laughing with Lilie herself in the front, the angle showing that she was the one that had taken the picture. All three of them bore slightly darker blue eyes and shades of brown hair, contrasting Lilie's white hair. "We have a bakery that my papa's family has had for generations, he's been a baker all his life. My mom helps him out, but she used to be an instructor at the Lorelai Institute--she's the reason I got into fencing--and my brother's in college studying information technology."

Lilie looked down at the picture fondly before putting her phone away. As she looked up, she spotted a familiar face, doing a double take to make sure she had the right guy. Looks like he had time to go back to the dorm and change before whatever it was that he was doing. At least he didn't look so nervous anymore. Mission accomplished! She talked to the princess and only had a few minor panic attacks and Aaron made it in time.

"Oh, there's my new best friend Aaron," Lilie joked, waving him over. "There you are! You ran away so fast after class!"

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Interacting with: @Achronum@Obscene Symphony

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@Hero Looks good! Can you elaborate a bit on what Shiori thinks of the letter and the trip? mostly cause i'm nosy

@Obscene Symphony

Went ahead and edited it into the background!

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Shiori

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_Name
藤岡 栞 _{[Fujioka Shiori]} | Shiori Fujioka

_Age
21

_Gender
Female

_Sexuality
Heterosexual

_Appearance

Shiori

There isn't a single jet-black hair on her head or an inch of her porcelain skin that isn't meticulously taken care of. Her nails are always manicured, eyebrows perfectly plucked, and she goes well out of her way to take excellent care of her (arguably) perfect body both with diet and exercise. Everything she wears is specifically chosen to compliment her skin and winter tones while maximizing her fabulousness; she has the body to wear anything she pleases and she takes full advantage of it. Her outfits range but they are all cute and fashionable. Her makeup is usually on the lighter side, but if she's feeling adventurous she'll made it pop.

_Personality
Perky and inhumanely upbeat, Shiori Fujioka is a name most people won't go forgetting once they meet. She comes off as friendly and charming, though there is a certain cluelessness and tone-deaf pattern when it comes to certain topics. Being in the spotlight is a burden she carries very well, more than happy to keep the topic on herself and her multitude of whimsical stories about her past experiences. As a young adult she is somewhat immature and more than willing to throw money at whatever problems arise; it makes the world go round so it can solve any issues, too, right? Quick to judge and quicker to speak her mind (even if no one asked), she definitely gives off the image of a spoiled heiress. Shiori doesn't seem to be able to handle being alone for too long. She doesn't take it well when ignored, either, looking for other avenues for attention. While it'll likely be a cold day in hell before she ever admits it, the idea of ending up a nobody terrifies her to no end. It's easy to bury herself in her belongings or wealth or even a person so long as she satisfies her needs.

_Biography
Ushio Fujioka and Kaori Wataba were a pair of Fragmented souls destined for one another. With Wataba Software Engineering at its peak and the Fujioka Corporation looking to cement its place as the best technology company in Japan, their reunion spelled out great things for both companies. Of course, there was also the elation the two experienced, being one another's missing puzzle piece meant that happily ever after was all but guaranteed. Ushio was a stern man softened by his new wife while Kaori was content in being a trophy wife wholly dedicated to her husband, the pair's bond widely publicized and milked for all the good publicity it was worth. After years of a blissful marriage (and timed when the pair could take a break from their busy lives), they decided to start a family.

Spoiled even before she was born, Shiori didn't stand a chance against the wealth and luxury she was born into. Her every need was attended to the second the opened her mouth and she was given only the best: the top tutors, designer clothes, skincare procedures that could be used as a down payment for a home for most people. Everything about her life was out in the open, albeit for a majority of her life she felt like she was just floating along for the ride. Despite the image of having a picture perfect family, it became obvious during her teenage years that despite being living proof of her parents' love, they were more interested in sustaining their marriage than actually raising their children.

The neglect resulted in a lonely and sheltered upbringing, with Shiori relying on her nannies for parental support. Instead of producing a naive heiress, however, they created what the Yakima Academy for Girls called a monster. Talented and beautiful, it was easy for her to amass a following both in school and on social media, relying heavily on the validation of others. Being Fragmented only added to it; obviously she was destined for a soulmate, one that would be bound to her for life, one that couldn't leave or ignore her no matter what. If it was romantic or platonic then perfect, although even an antagonistic one meant that she actually meant something to someone. But until she found them, she would happily live her carefree life doing as she pleased.

When the letter arrived, she had initially assumed that it was some sort of sweepstakes she had won or something. After receiving some clarification, she decided that it was an opportunity to find her soulmate and a killer chance to have a celebration in such a prestigious location. It was basically a giant party to her, and so she bought an entirely new wardrobe, packed them into several bags, and booked a private flight there. Ready or not, Shiori Fujioka was coming!

_Other
She is currently pursuing a Bachelor's Degree in Business Administration at the insistence of her father.
She is the second highest non-actor/non-singer followed on Instagram. Supposedly she's something of a fashion guru, but many know the heiress is known due to her father's company.
Despite being born and raised in Tokyo, Japan, she is known to frequent Beverly Hills, California once in a while. While there are an array of rumors as to why, she goes there when she wants to be invisible for once.

CC99FF ★

Of Blood and Magic

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Eris couldn't quite tell if his act had annoyed Maxwell or not, but if his antics didn't, then the poor employee's gushing probably would. Either way the vampire was satisfied, watching the pair for a second before turning to the counter and putting the small dog on it. Maxie's tail wagged nonchalantly, just having a good time and not completely understanding anything going on around her. She sat on the counter as Eris leaned against it, taking another look at the FitBit. He was certain the dorm was prepared by now and everything he had instructed Antigone to deliver was all set and done.

The blond perked up as he was addressed, flashing another grin at Varis. With this, he was free at last of any obligation. Well, not exactly, but anything else could wait. All that was left to do was have a little one to one with his new mage. The thought should have excited him, but from his little comment and general attitude, Eris felt like the kid was going to be a pain in the ass. What he wanted now was to have some actual fun, the constant rebuffs doing little to discourage him as he pushed himself off the counter and approached the redhead.

After a quick look around to make sure there were no prying eyes, Eris closed the gap between the two, trapping Varis between him and the wall behind him. "No, there's no other business, but maybe you can help me with this ache of mine," Eris' voice was low once again, chartreuse eyes completely enamored as he spoke. His left hand reached down and brought Varis' up to his lips, placing a tender kiss on his knuckles. "An ache that only you can cure, mon beau." He murmured.

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Sweetly speaking with: @Achronum

Hopefully spared from the sight: @Scribe of Thoth

Which setting would you like to see more of in Roleplays?

A buddy-cop RP would be pretty fun

Final Fantasy XIV RP

In my infinite wisdom I did forget to scruffle together a CS, so the next time I post I'll just throw the OOC up and tag everyone, the OP will be updated with rules and the CS, stay tuned~

Final Fantasy XIV RP

Can I be a femroe

I wanna be a femroe

@Fabricant451

As long as its glamorous, ye

Final Fantasy XIV RP

Five years ago, the land was brought to the brink of destruction. With the descent of Bahamut, king of dragons and elder primal, the Battle of Cartenau was met with a rather decisive end. He ravaged and destroyed the land beneath him, taking countless lives and reshaping continents. In present time, adventurers are a common breed, doing their part to return the land to its former glory. Escorting merchants, making deliveries, and exterminating monsters are just a few things those with skill do in their efforts to help. The Grand Companies of the Eorzean Alliance suffered grave losses at the Battle of Carteneau. Bahamut's wrath cost the Grand Companies countless troops, and of those who survived, many reportedly deserted the battlefield.

When the dust of the Calamity had settled, it became apparent that consolidating the strength of the Grand Companies was imperative. The resurgence of the Garlean threat could not be ignored; the Grand Companies needed to replenish their troops to ensure the safety of the realm. And so, in an effort to bolster their forces and encourage the cooperation of adventurers, the Eorzean Alliance sanctioned the creation of free companies—mercenary groups that would serve as an extension of the Grand Companies.

Both established and operated by adventurers, these new organizations require little if any contribution from the Grand Companies to sustain them. Moreover, their contracts are formed on an individual basis, making the assembly of troops against opposing threats swift and efficient. By the decree of the council of the Alliance leadership, adventurers are now free to lend their aid to any Grand Company, transferring their allegiance as they please, and as a result, provide the Alliance with the manpower it needs. As the forces that threaten Eorzea continue to grow, the policies of this new system will allow adventurers to undertake such duties as transcend political boundaries.

Our story begins with a posting at each Adventurer's Guild, calling for aid for a Free Company identifying itself as the Blessed Twelve...

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This RP will be taking place five years after Bahamut threw his temper tantrum following the events of the Blessed Twelve, a small group of adventurers recruited for some adventuring shenanigans. This is firmly in AU territory, with a majority of canon characters doing their own thing. What I'd like is for the party to be made up of moderately fresh faced adventurers, people who have some experience under their belt but nothing world-saving just yet. That said, a world recently ravaged does have some dark themes, so heads up if you're sensitive to those and would rather not.

For those that are aware of the MMO, the RP is going to turn a blind eye to some job lore; I'd like it if people had jobs already without going through the classes. That said, almost everything else is going to try to stick to the world's lore. Want to be from Doma? Sure, tell me how you got to Eorzea. Want to replace or be related to a major NPC from the game? PM me, let's see what we can do. I'm open to ideas and the like so long as you understand my word is final.

For those unaware of the MMO, it's an expansive world rich with culture and more lore than your local library can handle. From dungeons to politics to even the surprisingly dark atmosphere on a world that nearly ended, Hydaelyn is one where magic is prominent and commonly seen, though there are plenty of warriors that prefer swinging weapons. Because of how massively detailed the game is, a quick Google search (or you can ask me since this game and Square Enix own my soul) should answer any questions you might have.

tl;dr FFXIV RP starting out as saplings and havin a good time

𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒚

_{"Growing jaded--Being pushed being pulled I'm unraveling...Can't find myself when I'm constantly forced to conform."}