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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)

[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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[He paused for a moment, taking in what could be seen as small gestures to most that felt grander to him. It was simple touches, but it was enough to direct his attention for a moment before focusing back on her. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her in closer.]

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?

[Oh, well, gosh... so close like this, her hands were free to sweep his hair back from his face.]

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.]

[He chuckled in response, giving off a big grin]

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.

[They seemed to adore him over there. To have an entire city turn both eyes in naught but respect demands connecting to the desires of so many people, each with their own walks of life. He really was inspiring...

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...?

[That pesky tail of hers.]

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.]

[She quirked a brow. Really, she should be shocked and pleased someone wished to actually pick her brain, but she supposed she should stop dancing around the shrubbery.]

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...?

[He had a feeling what this was leading up to and even then it still took him by surprise. He had been doing his best to go along with it, but when she puts it like that... His cheeks betrayed him.]

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.

[She went pink, and clapped a hand to her hair to stop one of the daisies she could feel pop up. It didn't stop the others from forming a little crown.]

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?

[At the very least, he was the only one flustered. For different reasons, of course, but that hardy mattered.]

I have spent most of my life searching for answers. At first it about my heritage and then eventually fate played a role on that. It's never really come up before.

[And the fact that he only really had one-sides crushes it felt like.]

I have had feelings for others in the past, but never had anything recipicated back to me. You were the first to return my affections and I am...

[Gods, he's confessed to her before, so why was this so hard to say now?]

I am very happy whenever I'm with you. When you're not around, I find myself wishing you were.

[To pine from afar. She could relate- how many people of the Steppe had caught her eye while she could only watch them? But she could chalk those up to innocent little crushes.

But her stomach twisted into a sizely knot. Had he thought such a thing when he went to practice under that tree? Her heart was racing before she could really put much thought into it.

She wanted to be in a dress or something of her usual for this. But since when was anything so structured, so scheduled when it came to things of this nature?]

And I you. I feel like all color had been muted my whole life before I met you, and you already know you've found a way to steal away in my dreams...

...Things you could very well do to me, should that be your wish.

[Should that be his wish... He has considered it from time to time, though he knew naught exactly what you do. Those occasional indecent thought that he had of her, only to insist that he shouldn't.

With her so close already, he closed the gap with a soft, but longing kiss.]

I love you, Madhuri. I may not know much when it comes to intimate moments like this but I... I know that much is true.

[Whether or not she wanted to "go to the point of no return", he would leave that up to her.]

[Gods, did anybody? But if he thought she hadn't noticed the occasional lingering eye, he had another thing coming. She'd more than obviously had the same, from that tremendously personal dream and further thoughts since.

But he hadn't pulled away, made some excuse. Instead he kissed her and her tail fell limp as she sank against him, her hold on him tightened as every tense and confused thought and feeling in her all but burst into an Okay. We Are Doing This.

Her gaze had softened as he parted from her. She'd forgotten the age-old insistence that a gentleman leads, a gentleman knows what to do, but as she stepped away and took his hands, she guided him back and around this corner. They'd need a little privacy, and she drew the line at voyeurism.]

And I love you, Raha. Just think with your heart rather than your mind, and you'll do just fine.

You've always been a quick study, haven't you...?

[He was picking up cooking like a fiend, and had even taken up music after going for so long without. As she spoke, the limbals of her eyes softly gleamed, weaving a little extra something, a simple command to the roses: No Peeking. The garden shifted around them, vines and greenery sprouting anew in a slow circle as her hands moved to her top and worked each button undone...]

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