I was GONNA, but I found out that my inspiration and crap is absolutely SHIIIIIIIET when I'm writing on my own. I seriously cannot write without having either a given prompt (For an essay) or the knowledge that I am responding to someone else, or someone else will respond to me.
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Aulfr jerked awake, slightly, confused for a moment, but then settled back down. He noticed Aleksandra at once- he stared at her, widely for a moment, before realizing that she probably didn't have a single clue what happened last night. He knew this because she gave him her usual stare, instead of the one that suggested she had said something that she'd probably find horrifying.
For some reason, this made him grin- an almost maniacal look on his normally stoic or primarily passive face. He smiled so widely that he remembered it had been YEARS since he had smiled, really. Not even with Aleksandra had he smiled so much- but now he was. Because she said he loves him, and that she's his, and she doesn't even know.
But he said nothing to her questioning look- just slipped away from her with a gentle care, giving her a amusement-laced "Medsman said to stay relatively well put 'till you stop feeling horrible."
He got up and walked around the room several times, picking up and setting down random objects, still grinning like a fool. And that was because, dammit, he was being a fool. He tried being mad at himself, but it didn't work. He ignored all attempts by Aleksandra to get what was on his mind out; at this point, she was probably terrified of what had happened the night before, to put such a grin on the infinitely stoic-or-pissed Aulfr. And eventually, he decided to tell her.
So he about-faced abruptly, walked over to her, and leaned down over the bed, looming over her, still grinning- a happy grin, surprisingly charming, disarming, relaxing, even. And he spoke.
"You told me some things. Oooh, you'd hate yourself if you remembered what you told me. Truly and honestly."
For some reason, this made him grin- an almost maniacal look on his normally stoic or primarily passive face. He smiled so widely that he remembered it had been YEARS since he had smiled, really. Not even with Aleksandra had he smiled so much- but now he was. Because she said he loves him, and that she's his, and she doesn't even know.
But he said nothing to her questioning look- just slipped away from her with a gentle care, giving her a amusement-laced "Medsman said to stay relatively well put 'till you stop feeling horrible."
He got up and walked around the room several times, picking up and setting down random objects, still grinning like a fool. And that was because, dammit, he was being a fool. He tried being mad at himself, but it didn't work. He ignored all attempts by Aleksandra to get what was on his mind out; at this point, she was probably terrified of what had happened the night before, to put such a grin on the infinitely stoic-or-pissed Aulfr. And eventually, he decided to tell her.
So he about-faced abruptly, walked over to her, and leaned down over the bed, looming over her, still grinning- a happy grin, surprisingly charming, disarming, relaxing, even. And he spoke.
"You told me some things. Oooh, you'd hate yourself if you remembered what you told me. Truly and honestly."
WELCOME TO THE GUILD!
... The exit is right behind you. Leave and you'll be torn apart by the black hole that we're currently stuck in. Mahz has trapped us here. Forever.
But we're all okay with it :b
Aulfr wasn't entirely sure on how to respond to Aleksandra's advances. She was... well, unrestricted, as the healer had warned. Except, he hadn't really expected her to be so... unrestricted, even though he had clearly been warned. Her grin, her hands, they... relaxed him and put him on guard at the same time. They weren't malicious, no, but there was something to them-
His mind went blank and empty like a Noxan warrior's tankard after chugging it. Did she just bite his jaw? He actually writhed somewhat, as mental capacity returned, because- and then she did it again, and again, and he found his so-called gruff exterior melting away. He was just gonna comfort her, he wasn't going to do anything, she would be mighty pissed when she woke up.
A whirlwind of emotions were whirling, now, the most prominent being something akin to excitement, the other being akin to anxiety. Because- she was saying things that he hadn't even imagined anyone would ever say to him. It was such a far off notion that he'd never have expected it. And he found himself agreeing with her; he really did like her. And worried for her, and she was doing sorcery to his mind.
His heart stopped when those last words left her mouth. Love? Two sides were screaming at him- his gut instinct, from the heart, or his thought process, and his training. And he went with his gut. Just as her eyes were closing, he laid a hand on her chin, tilted her head up towards him, and he kissed her right on the mouth, right before she fell asleep. He watched her eyes flicker at it, in recognition, he hoped, before her mind fell away into the abyss.
And he held her. He smoothed her hair out, and he calmed his racing heart, and he struggled with what he was feeling. He fought against the idea of just getting rid of her, and leaving all this behind, but he knew that'd never happen. He'd never manage all this without her, whether it be just her presence or her actual help.
And throughout it all, a small lingered in the back of his mind. Where the hell is this going?
His mind went blank and empty like a Noxan warrior's tankard after chugging it. Did she just bite his jaw? He actually writhed somewhat, as mental capacity returned, because- and then she did it again, and again, and he found his so-called gruff exterior melting away. He was just gonna comfort her, he wasn't going to do anything, she would be mighty pissed when she woke up.
A whirlwind of emotions were whirling, now, the most prominent being something akin to excitement, the other being akin to anxiety. Because- she was saying things that he hadn't even imagined anyone would ever say to him. It was such a far off notion that he'd never have expected it. And he found himself agreeing with her; he really did like her. And worried for her, and she was doing sorcery to his mind.
His heart stopped when those last words left her mouth. Love? Two sides were screaming at him- his gut instinct, from the heart, or his thought process, and his training. And he went with his gut. Just as her eyes were closing, he laid a hand on her chin, tilted her head up towards him, and he kissed her right on the mouth, right before she fell asleep. He watched her eyes flicker at it, in recognition, he hoped, before her mind fell away into the abyss.
And he held her. He smoothed her hair out, and he calmed his racing heart, and he struggled with what he was feeling. He fought against the idea of just getting rid of her, and leaving all this behind, but he knew that'd never happen. He'd never manage all this without her, whether it be just her presence or her actual help.
And throughout it all, a small lingered in the back of his mind. Where the hell is this going?
For the moment, I'm gonna go work on a first post, yeah?
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And bees. And AIs. And spirits. Among other things. Not just humans.
Hahahahaha-
QUIT GIVING IT AWAY
We need all the souls we can get...
@Elyn Carnall
Welcome to the Guild! As you can see, we have humans of all flavors!
@Ermine
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Welcome to the Guild! As you can see, we have humans of all flavors!
@Ermine
cdn.gifbay.com/2013/09/i_love_it_from_..
Aulfr paced by his window while he waited for the healer man to finish with Aleksandra. After nearly hurting the man, he removed himself- seeing her so frail, underneath another man, it did things to him that shouldn't be done to him. So he didn't want to watch. The healer man knew what was at stake- if he messed something up, he'd had the wrath of Volsung, who had already been rumored to kill everyone who opposed his decisions, and his followers take over.
When the man finally told him that Aleksandra should make a recovery, and "To be careful; she's all up on the medicines!"
So naturally he walked over to her, and stopped dead when she giggled. He stared at her for several moments, watching in wonder and confusion as it dawned on him that the medicine had effects that he hadn't mentioned. And while he didn't appreciate the lack of warning, there was something especially... endearing about Aleksandra, and her spider hands. About how open and happy she was, even if it wasn't her-her.
He stared at her, again, even more wide-eyed than usual. And for once, his face looked open, friendly, even, as if he weren't as hardened. As if he were just as innocent. Then his face closed up again, so to speak, but it still retained some of its former softness- and he did as she wanted.
He gently sat down next to the writhing girl- because she was of the size, and was certainly acting a little like it- and leaned down over her. He pressed her back against the bed, hans on her shoulders.
"Calm, yes, horrifying spiders, I see them. Don't move, now, okay Aleksandra? Wouldn't want your... boo-boo to hurt more, do you? It will hurt a lot if you move too much, okay? Don't move for me, now, Al-ee, okay?" He brushed the hair out of her face, half because of his excuse that he didn't want her breathing it up her nose or something, mainly because he wanted to.
When the man finally told him that Aleksandra should make a recovery, and "To be careful; she's all up on the medicines!"
So naturally he walked over to her, and stopped dead when she giggled. He stared at her for several moments, watching in wonder and confusion as it dawned on him that the medicine had effects that he hadn't mentioned. And while he didn't appreciate the lack of warning, there was something especially... endearing about Aleksandra, and her spider hands. About how open and happy she was, even if it wasn't her-her.
He stared at her, again, even more wide-eyed than usual. And for once, his face looked open, friendly, even, as if he weren't as hardened. As if he were just as innocent. Then his face closed up again, so to speak, but it still retained some of its former softness- and he did as she wanted.
He gently sat down next to the writhing girl- because she was of the size, and was certainly acting a little like it- and leaned down over her. He pressed her back against the bed, hans on her shoulders.
"Calm, yes, horrifying spiders, I see them. Don't move, now, okay Aleksandra? Wouldn't want your... boo-boo to hurt more, do you? It will hurt a lot if you move too much, okay? Don't move for me, now, Al-ee, okay?" He brushed the hair out of her face, half because of his excuse that he didn't want her breathing it up her nose or something, mainly because he wanted to.
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