"... Magus, remind me... how many days has it been since this group met up? One? Two?"
Yeah, romances develop faster in RPs because a day in an RP is at least a week in the real world.
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Yeah, romances develop faster in RPs because a day in an RP is at least a week in the real world.
Well, there goes that moment. Time to heal from the battle.
Well, I worked pretty hard on that post, so I kind of had to post it.
Hugh stood for a moment pondering all that he had done, taking in all the pain from his endeavor. He felt the soreness from his legs, and the sweat drip down from many different parts of his body. His back was soggy from the fighting, and his neck dripped beads of sweat. He was not completely exhausted, but he was certainly worked up, and definitely tired. His hands felt the gashes of the resistance placed on his weapon and the many cuts and scratches that laced his hands and arms stung from the sweat. His lower back was sore and his legs were tired, but he still stood.
His thoughts quickly drifted from his pain as he looked around in search of the girl who had stolen him. His eyes turned to worry, as the darkness seemed to have taken them all. His heart beat and he felt the stress building up as he couldn't see her, anywhere. But finally, in one moment, he found her. She was rushing to him. He felt himself about to leap for joy and charge towards her. Before he could let himself loose, he felt her pounce on him, putting her full weight on him. He felt himself reel back a little to hold himself steady, as he dropped his hammer on the ground to bring his hands to her back.
Once again he felt her skin. It felt scratched and bruised, but he still loved how it felt. It was still soft to his touch. His eyes began to tear up and tears slowly trickled down his face, as he felt her lips press against his. He breathed her in like he might lose her any second. He didn't want to let go. He didn't want to ever let go of her again. His face and his eyes were showing all of his emotion. He let his eyes close for the moment, concentrating on feeling her and breathing her in.
Every scent and touch, every feeling he gathered was a sign that both of them were still alive. He kept streaming tears of joy as he felt her pull back from the kiss. His eyes opened, taking the sight of her in. She was as beautiful as she had always been, perhaps she looked more beautiful to him now. All he cared about was that she was there. She looked at him and said one word, that made him want to hold her tighter. "Mine" was the word, as she pressed her forehead to his before kissing him once again.
His hair felt like it prickled to her touch, increasing in sensitivity. It was almost like he was trying to take all of her in. The tears would not stop as the moment was the happiest he had enjoyed in a very long time. He could be at peace with her there with him, her body with his. He felt her breathing, and the strength of her legs as she held tightly to him. At that moment in time, only this mattered. Not anyone around them, not the skeletons, not the lich, or the wraith, or even his past. He felt so weak as she pulled herself close to him, tasting him. He tasted her as well and it was sweet. It would linger on his lips for a long time.
As it felt like forever, like the moment could never end, she broke from the kiss, dropped her feet to the floor, and place her hands on his chest. He felt like he couldn't hold back, as the passion peaked inside him. He wanted to take her in all his power and ravish her, but he restrained himself. There were others watching and it would be ruined by others company. If he could have been alone with her, she would have felt the passion he held for her.
Finally it was his turn to reciprocate his feelings, and he took full advantage. He pulled her in close and wrapped his arms around her, strongly holding her. His hands rested on her lower back, touching the skin she showed so confidently. Her hands were still on his chest as it rose and fell from his quick breathing. He leaned down, pressing his lips to hers, and tasting her again. His heart was racing and his mind spinning, as the moment stretched on. When he finally pulled back from her, looking her in the eyes, he simply said, "Mine."
His thoughts quickly drifted from his pain as he looked around in search of the girl who had stolen him. His eyes turned to worry, as the darkness seemed to have taken them all. His heart beat and he felt the stress building up as he couldn't see her, anywhere. But finally, in one moment, he found her. She was rushing to him. He felt himself about to leap for joy and charge towards her. Before he could let himself loose, he felt her pounce on him, putting her full weight on him. He felt himself reel back a little to hold himself steady, as he dropped his hammer on the ground to bring his hands to her back.
Once again he felt her skin. It felt scratched and bruised, but he still loved how it felt. It was still soft to his touch. His eyes began to tear up and tears slowly trickled down his face, as he felt her lips press against his. He breathed her in like he might lose her any second. He didn't want to let go. He didn't want to ever let go of her again. His face and his eyes were showing all of his emotion. He let his eyes close for the moment, concentrating on feeling her and breathing her in.
Every scent and touch, every feeling he gathered was a sign that both of them were still alive. He kept streaming tears of joy as he felt her pull back from the kiss. His eyes opened, taking the sight of her in. She was as beautiful as she had always been, perhaps she looked more beautiful to him now. All he cared about was that she was there. She looked at him and said one word, that made him want to hold her tighter. "Mine" was the word, as she pressed her forehead to his before kissing him once again.
His hair felt like it prickled to her touch, increasing in sensitivity. It was almost like he was trying to take all of her in. The tears would not stop as the moment was the happiest he had enjoyed in a very long time. He could be at peace with her there with him, her body with his. He felt her breathing, and the strength of her legs as she held tightly to him. At that moment in time, only this mattered. Not anyone around them, not the skeletons, not the lich, or the wraith, or even his past. He felt so weak as she pulled herself close to him, tasting him. He tasted her as well and it was sweet. It would linger on his lips for a long time.
As it felt like forever, like the moment could never end, she broke from the kiss, dropped her feet to the floor, and place her hands on his chest. He felt like he couldn't hold back, as the passion peaked inside him. He wanted to take her in all his power and ravish her, but he restrained himself. There were others watching and it would be ruined by others company. If he could have been alone with her, she would have felt the passion he held for her.
Finally it was his turn to reciprocate his feelings, and he took full advantage. He pulled her in close and wrapped his arms around her, strongly holding her. His hands rested on her lower back, touching the skin she showed so confidently. Her hands were still on his chest as it rose and fell from his quick breathing. He leaned down, pressing his lips to hers, and tasting her again. His heart was racing and his mind spinning, as the moment stretched on. When he finally pulled back from her, looking her in the eyes, he simply said, "Mine."
Hugh fcused on destroying the wraith, lunging attack after attack. His determination to kill it was strong. He wanted to win too badly and he was too angry to lose. His mood was lightened a little, when he finally heard Sana speak. His face turned a little more sane, and he looked a little more cheerful. "A woman after my own heart." He said, responding to the words she spoke.
Hugh was not alone in this fight, as the capable magus let lose attacks from behind the wraith. The monster would go down soon enough. It went low for a little, almost as if it was trying to recover some energy. Hugh squared himself away with it and gave a menacing glare. "Be at peace." He said, swinging his hammer into the wraith as it lunged at him. The edge of his hammer met the creature in its last attack. It suddenly became like a mist as his hammer sunk into it. The wraith began to disappear. It drew back from him in agony and screamed, before disappearing in a wisp of smoke.
"You are at peace, suffering one. Your curse has been undone." He said, making a religious hand symbol across his chest as he said it. It was traditional of a paladin, and was a sign of respect for the dead. He was happy to see that the wraith was gone. Not only had it been a torment to others, but it was itself in torment.
Hugh dropped his hammer, leaving one hand on the handle. He slightly leaned on it as he felt the pains he had suffered from all the fighting sink in. He was going to feel very sore after today, but he had finished it. The others would clean up the remaining skeletons and Hugh could make sure Sana was alright. He smiled, thinking only that he had finally won against tragedy. He stood tall and proud, knowing that he might have a chance at peace one day. He thought of how it would feel to hold Sana again, like he had when she fell, from the sleepsong, into his arms.
Hugh was not alone in this fight, as the capable magus let lose attacks from behind the wraith. The monster would go down soon enough. It went low for a little, almost as if it was trying to recover some energy. Hugh squared himself away with it and gave a menacing glare. "Be at peace." He said, swinging his hammer into the wraith as it lunged at him. The edge of his hammer met the creature in its last attack. It suddenly became like a mist as his hammer sunk into it. The wraith began to disappear. It drew back from him in agony and screamed, before disappearing in a wisp of smoke.
"You are at peace, suffering one. Your curse has been undone." He said, making a religious hand symbol across his chest as he said it. It was traditional of a paladin, and was a sign of respect for the dead. He was happy to see that the wraith was gone. Not only had it been a torment to others, but it was itself in torment.
Hugh dropped his hammer, leaving one hand on the handle. He slightly leaned on it as he felt the pains he had suffered from all the fighting sink in. He was going to feel very sore after today, but he had finished it. The others would clean up the remaining skeletons and Hugh could make sure Sana was alright. He smiled, thinking only that he had finally won against tragedy. He stood tall and proud, knowing that he might have a chance at peace one day. He thought of how it would feel to hold Sana again, like he had when she fell, from the sleepsong, into his arms.
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Hugh didn't realize what was happening with all his gear, as it seemed to appear on his body, including his falchion and tomahawk. He kept fighting hard, not particularly realizing that they were dying faster from his fists. He was too angry to notice anything other than getting to his destination. Before Hugh knew what was happening, everyone seemed to be falling in behind or beside him. He felt his anger letting in confidence, as he smashed through the skeletons.
The Dwarf wiped out all of the undead before his eyes, and with that, Hugh took off down the hall, headed for the chamber of the lich. He was stopped in his tracks by the six skeletons and a wraith. His eyes shown with fury, as he glared and growled at them, fists clenched and ready to tear them apart. He was too much in his zone to realize all the fighting the others were up to. He felt the songs of Ellyn and the spells of the magus. Everyone was working together all in this moment, for one purpose.
The orc passed him his hammer and he gladly accepted it from his keeping. He was ready to take any resistance in his path.
He finally heard Sana call out to him, his manner still angry. "Sana!" He screamed, "HOLD ON! I'LL BE THERE SOON!" He saw the lich from before, as obsessed as ever with immortality. Such is how a lich becomes a lich. "If you looked like that, why the fuck would you want to live forever?" He muttered angrily, not certain if anything or anyone heard him. After he said it, it appeared that the lich dispersed and died. "Looks like he heard me." He muttered.
His attention was soon brought back to the six skeletons and the wraith whom stood in his path. His anger was as strong as ever, controlling him, making him more determined to get to the finish line. He growled as his fury grew.
Right now, in this moment, nothing mattered. There was an obstacle in his way, blocking him from a simple life. The obstacles were blocking them all from ever seeing the light of day, so no matter what, everyone had to fight. All of this fighting meant something more to Hugh, more than just getting out alive. It was the last battle in the war for Hugh's happiness. He had already lost two battles in this war and this battle would be the one to end his war.
The skeletons were taken care of, and only the wraith stood before him. He gave a blood curdling war cry as he held his hammer with both hands and charged forward at the wraith. The anger in his eyes showed strong as he swung the warhammer at the creature. Every swing got stronger as he descended upon the wraith, forcing it back. "You will be destroyed! YOU WILL FIND PEACE." He said, giving his thunderous declaration to the wraith. He knew all too well how they came into existence, and he pitied those left to that existence.
The Dwarf wiped out all of the undead before his eyes, and with that, Hugh took off down the hall, headed for the chamber of the lich. He was stopped in his tracks by the six skeletons and a wraith. His eyes shown with fury, as he glared and growled at them, fists clenched and ready to tear them apart. He was too much in his zone to realize all the fighting the others were up to. He felt the songs of Ellyn and the spells of the magus. Everyone was working together all in this moment, for one purpose.
The orc passed him his hammer and he gladly accepted it from his keeping. He was ready to take any resistance in his path.
He finally heard Sana call out to him, his manner still angry. "Sana!" He screamed, "HOLD ON! I'LL BE THERE SOON!" He saw the lich from before, as obsessed as ever with immortality. Such is how a lich becomes a lich. "If you looked like that, why the fuck would you want to live forever?" He muttered angrily, not certain if anything or anyone heard him. After he said it, it appeared that the lich dispersed and died. "Looks like he heard me." He muttered.
His attention was soon brought back to the six skeletons and the wraith whom stood in his path. His anger was as strong as ever, controlling him, making him more determined to get to the finish line. He growled as his fury grew.
Right now, in this moment, nothing mattered. There was an obstacle in his way, blocking him from a simple life. The obstacles were blocking them all from ever seeing the light of day, so no matter what, everyone had to fight. All of this fighting meant something more to Hugh, more than just getting out alive. It was the last battle in the war for Hugh's happiness. He had already lost two battles in this war and this battle would be the one to end his war.
The skeletons were taken care of, and only the wraith stood before him. He gave a blood curdling war cry as he held his hammer with both hands and charged forward at the wraith. The anger in his eyes showed strong as he swung the warhammer at the creature. Every swing got stronger as he descended upon the wraith, forcing it back. "You will be destroyed! YOU WILL FIND PEACE." He said, giving his thunderous declaration to the wraith. He knew all too well how they came into existence, and he pitied those left to that existence.
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