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songerein2022-03-06 02:48 pm
crystalized_hope) wrote in songerein2022-03-06 02:48 pm
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[Open] Begin Anew
Who: G'raha Tia & You
Which: Open Log (possibly closed threads down below?)
Where: Various locations
What: A March catch-all and aetheryte shenanigans.
Warnings: There will be Endwalker spoilers more than likely. I will do my best to mark them accordingly. I need to update this for Endwalker stuff as well, but here is my opt-out post if people would rather not be spoiled about Shadowbringers or Endwalker. Feel free to fill it out to where you are in the game and I will say nothing past that in our thread.
AETHERYTES; (No spoilers beyond location in the video)
WHERE'S YOUR GREEN?;
THOSE HALCYON DAYS;
WILDCARD;
Which: Open Log (possibly closed threads down below?)
Where: Various locations
What: A March catch-all and aetheryte shenanigans.
Warnings: There will be Endwalker spoilers more than likely. I will do my best to mark them accordingly. I need to update this for Endwalker stuff as well, but here is my opt-out post if people would rather not be spoiled about Shadowbringers or Endwalker. Feel free to fill it out to where you are in the game and I will say nothing past that in our thread.
AETHERYTES; (No spoilers beyond location in the video)
[Perhaps you've noticed a few crystal structures strewn about Reverein. If you hadn't, don't feel bad. There are only really three at the moment. One placed nearby the dream swings and the other one placed nearby stores. The last one is located outside of G'raha's home for the sake of experimenting. What are they? What do they do? It doesn't take much to realize that it appears to be made out of crystal. Mayhap from the crystal caves? Or was it something more? Simply touching it won't do anything. It appears to be just for decoration for the time being.
Well, that is until a cat boy with red hair and eyes appeared out of nowhere in a flash. He seemed composed for a time up until he collapsed to the ground, catching his fall with his hands. His breathing seemed slightly labored as he tried to compose himself.]
No... No luck this time either. Mayhap it best to further-- [Gods forfend. He did not miss aetheric sickness. Letting out a small groan before continuing his thought.] To further attune the coordinates... Mayhap adjust the amount of dreamotion as well...
[Oh. Were you standing right there this entire time? Don't mind him thinking out loud. He finally noticed he wasn't alone there. Pushing himself off of the ground, he gave an apologetic smile to his companion.]
My apologies. I did not mean to disturb the peace.
WHERE'S YOUR GREEN?;
[Having recovered from his aerthical sickness (mostly), G'raha has been otherwise occupied recently. The leprechauns weren't exactly weird-looking to him. After all, Lalafell were normally short like this. No. It wasn't the appearance that worried him. It was seeing so many unlucky people around that put him on edge. Meanwhile, there were those who seemed to have nothing short of amazing luck. Whatever the case, he had been on his guard as of late.
It all started little. Shoelaces untied that made him lose his balance, having a bag of flour explode open while at the market, flying produce? Annoying at best, but nothing he couldn't handle. And then his home turned green. Everything was green. Standing outside of his home...]
... Seriously? Did I upset someone?
[Can he clean this mess up or is it just there for an unknown amount of time? It was hard to say with how dreamotion worked here. Glancing down to the leprechaun with the yellow cap, he didn't like the look they were giving him.]
Is this some sort of message?
THOSE HALCYON DAYS;
[Having retrieved his lost job stones, it was a relief to have access to the rest of his magic. One he had been surprised to see was his Bard stone. It had been quite a while since he last touched a bow and arrow, much less a harp. There was a part of him that wondered if he could still perform properly anymore. So somewhere out in a far enough place out of the way of heavy foot traffic, people might hear what sounds like music in the distance. Not complete to say the least, but attempts to create it nonetheless.
If they chose to investigate where it was coming from, G'raha can be found somewhere outside, sitting by a tree. By now, he's managed to pick up on his innate skill he had thought once lost. Enough to be able to do a passable rendition of a song. No vocals while he's just trying to get the hang of playing once more. Anyone is free to stop by to listen.
He might even notice he's not alone and sheepishly smile to his company.]
WILDCARD;
[OOC: Hit my up for any other prompt ideas if nothing catches your fancy. If you want anything specific with G'raha, I'm more than happy to do a closed prompt as well. Feel free to poke me on plurk (byefelicia).]
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I hope the added height doesn't get to my head. Who knows what ideas I'd get?
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Once she was on, he secured his hold on her as he rose to start walking.]
Considering the ideas you get already, I should be worried about what goes on in that pretty head of yours. Now, no peeking.
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Oop- [She tucked her face against where his neck met his shoulder.]
Not peeking! ...
[Her grip on him softened, wound inward, more of an embrace than simply hanging on. Any prints G'raha's shoes left in the grass and even the cobble seemed to spring those same clover blossoms, dewy and sweet.]
...You're very warm...
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I do enjoy puzzles and especially mysteries.
[Alas, no matter how much slower he might have gone, the rose garden was hard to miss with the red and white roses around the park.]
You can open your eyes now.
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Gotcha- Oh...!
[She lifted her head and felt the goosebumps rise. Upon uttering a breath of wonder, she could at least voice her confusion:]
Wha- when did something like this get here?!
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I know naught the exact time it showed up, but I can say it was fairly recently. [They weren't here before then.] I came across it a day ago and thought it would be something you'd like to see.
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[Arms fully around his middle for a squeeze.]
It's amazing! Have you been inside it yet?
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[As if she had the choice with him carrying her, he'll enter in, taking in the sights. It was warm, though mayhap more related to the fact that it reminded him of her when he saw such beautiful flowers.]
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It had always been said that roses had their own fragrance and she wasn't sure exactly what that might be. She'd cooked with rosewater, but any of the flower she'd seen were the stray bunch here and there. Surrounded by them now, there was no mistaking it; the warm sun opened them wide, and the dream bees were already hard at work spreading pollen all the while. It reminded her that in just a few weeks' time, she'd get her hands on jars of precious gold, and wondered if dream bee honey was as legendary as the faeries say.]
I wonder what made this...? I should very much like to know who to thank.
[She nestled her chin upon his head. Never has she been so tall. Save for a few curious others investigating the gardens, the world was nothing but the occasional buzz of a bee or the rustle of a breeze through the greenery. Silence hung otherwise.]
...If I'm ever not home or at the Lady of Bliss, I think you'll know where to find me.
[She spoke hushed, as if she may break some relative peace if she hadn't.]
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[Not that he was likely to find an answer, but he has no problems looking into it. As they made their way around, various rose colors popped up; Though whether they were there prior to their arrival or not was up for debate.]
Can't say I blame you. I'm glad you like it. [He knew she would.]
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That'd throw wide the gates... would it not~?
[The advantage of piggyback rides: Being able to purr into you boyfriend's ear at will. The height was getting to her head. She'd gained too much power.]
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[At the mention of throwing wide the gates, he couldn't help a chuckle. She really was getting too much power like this. Mayhap it was because he didn't have any problems with it that he hadn't considered taking it from her just yet.]
... So that we may pass. [He'll go along with it.]
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[A pause. Huh. She'd never seen purple roses before. They looked markedly dewy all of a sudden.]
Has anyone complimented you on your voice in the past? 'Twas a plea for aid, true, but it was markedly... tachaangui... what's the word... attractive, but more than that. Steamy.
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[It was strange enough for him to be intrigued.]
Might I be allowed to ask what makes you come to that conclusion?
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[You're too polite for your own good. But that's a question, isn't it? Why did she think it was tachaangui? She gave his shoulders a gentle pat to slow, and decided she wouldn't burden him any further with her heightened tallness ego trip.
Upon sliding off, she tapped a cheek.]
Maybe it's a Qalli thing, but I like the key it takes. There's a music to the way you speak that stirs my stomach into a cloud of butterflies. I keep thinking of the way you sing, how it neatly lifts into it, like it was always meant to fly. But...
[It all made sense in her head, gods. But she'll keep going. Maybe it'll make sense to him. The roses seemed to multiply, buds popping among in myriad colors.]
I think of phrases like "throw wide the gates" in that low, sweet smoke of that tone and it makes me think of situations where I'm perhaps urged to, well... open...
[The buds then blossomed. But with her gaze focused on him, she hadn't noticed the helpful dreamotion metaphor.]
...Then I can't really focus on what I'm doing.
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Hmm... That seems like quite a conundrum. You often make it hard to focus, but it's a distraction that I will happily accept.
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[But enough of the coy twirl of violet hair about a finger. Instead she moved in and made a show of smoothing down his collar, before her hands moved along his arms.]
Though, color me curious... however do I rattle the focus of this illustrious Archon? I must be doing something right.
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I should think so. You're always on my mind, for one. It makes it difficult to think of anything else at times.
How could I think of anything else when I have an extraordinary lady to fawn over?
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Extraordinary? My, my.
[She curiously canted her head, the smallest quirk at her lips.]
...You play lovely music, steal me away into a rose garden and drizzle a little honey of flattery into the mix. This, Exarch, is exactly why you frequently sneak into my thoughts and dreams.
Ha- Of course, in all of these thoughts and dreams I'm dressed to my usual nines, not to gather herbs and mushrooms in the forest...
[She bet she had some dirt smudges and grass stains somewhere, too. Damn it.]
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Apparently I come off charismatic to those in the First, but I don't quite see it myself.
Need I even say it? You're beautiful no matter what you wear or what you're doing.
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She draped her arms around his neck. Perhaps she picked up a few things from being around a cat all the time, because the way the tip of her tail moved was trouble indeed.]
Maybe. But what would be more thrilling to get your hands on and remove should we reach a point of no return, I wonder...?
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What would you say the point of no return would be for you?
[This was a rose garden, so why were there red tulips also sprouting around them?]
I must say I'm quite interested in hearing your thoughts.
[As if he wasn't usually.]
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Well, let's see... It is of my own personal opinion that the point of no return is when two people see each other in full, nothing between them. When you're making love, it's every emotion expressed through action, shared in private and in their most raw form.
You were a beloved Exarch. Surely you've invited someone into your bed before...?
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O-of course. I... have not.
[It must be sad to hear that he had no real prior experience. How long had he lived thus far with no experience in the matter? Admitting it made him feel a little embarrassed, but not completely because of what making love entailed. He hoped that wouldn't make her think any less of him.]
You're my first... everything really. I never had the time for relationships before.
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O-oh! I thought you'd- ...Gods, that's a long time without-!
[She'd die. Or go mad. But that's her and not everyone had the same experiences.]
That's fine, first of all...! The most important part of it is to only experience such things when you're good and ready. I thought I was, but I was just... a starry-eyed young girl having what turned out to be a fling for him.
[She smiled.]
Besides, I imagine you were terribly busy running the city and dealing with those... oh, what were they called, Sin Eaters?
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