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Casa di Cavalieri
Second Cadet |
POSTED: Thu Oct 12, 2017 1:44 am
The two comrades spoke of her visiting his home, relatively soon in fact. Bes gave her a big, toothy grin as he commented on the doors always being open to those who were brave enough. She gave him a sideways look with a little smirk on her face. Oh I think I’m plenty brave enough. The dark fae would show him who was brave. She had no problem going to the dark pack, didn’t matter if she went by herself or not.
After seeing her surprise at his offer, Besekel just gave a shrug, stating that he didn’t mind helping her out of the dress. Figuring she would take him up on the offer, Night got down off of her seat on the table to move to stand in front of him. It quickly became clear that he had no idea what to do. With a small chuckle she turned her head towards him to give a quick apology for not explaining how to get it off first. After getting her instructions, he was able to get the bow untied and worked the bindings loose. It didn’t take long after that till she was able to slip out of the garment. The girl stifled a laugh though when he compared helping her out of her dress to being handed a mortar and pestle for the first time. So, youre saying you’ve been completely lost before this? Night teased him, flashing the boy a mischievous smile as green orbs met his mismatched hues. This was certainly turning out to be a much better day than she had expected.
They spoke about their homes and Besekel made a comment about their First Blood ceremony being more difficult than when he trapped a rabbit. I wouldn’t know. I haven’t trapped a rabbit, just hunted them, and I haven’t had my First Blood yet either. Been doing a lot of training with most of my pack mates so I think I’ll be able to do alright. She hoped she would at least. It would be a real disappointment if she couldn’t win the match after all the training she had been doing.
The conversation quickly went to a much darker place, her own past. Night quickly found herself opening up to the boy beside her, though it was still hard to talk about all of it. Besides how she briefly mentioned a couple things to Greed, this was really the first time she opened up and talked about what happened. She felt a pang in her chest as she spoke of her mother, still wishing that one day the white woman would return. It was just the smallest glimmer of hope at this point though. Months had passed by with no other sign of her mother besides the pool of blood and bits of fur. With how much blood was there, it didn’t seem likely anyone would be able to survive anyway, not without medical attention at least and Hartt hadn’t gone into Casa to be healed. It didn’t leave many options.
As she started choking up, the dark fae felt a light pressure on her shoulder. It seemed Bes was attempting to comfort her, knowing the girl was hurting. Night leaned into him for just a moment, her shoulder pressing against his side as her head rested on the side of his chest and she just stayed there like that for a moment. Once she had calmed down enough, she sat back up, looking up at her friend with a faint smile as he repositioned himself. She finished saying all she felt she needed to and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Besekel wiping at his eyes as he spoke up, saying how she reminded him of his mom. Night couldn’t help but chuckle. Well, I’m honored I remind you of someone so strong. I don’t think I’m quite there yet though. He went on to say how her past was full of sadness, but that he believed her life would get better in time. I’m sure it will be much better with people like you in my life. Emerald green eyes flicked up to meet bicolored orbs, not entirely sure why she said it, but knew she meant it. She had just met Besekel but honestly, she already felt better because of his presence. Any worries that had been on her mind on her way there were long gone. He was so kind too, and probably just as awkward as her. Not to mention those mismatched eyes were just gorgeous, the blue one reminding her of her mother’s blue eyes.
He offered to tell his story as well, mentioning that he knew what it felt like to be useless. I’d love to hear your story, though I’m pretty sure you’re far from useless. Her eyes remained on him after that, wanting to listen closely to what all he had to say.
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Casa di Cavalieri
First Cadet (NPC) |
POSTED: Thu Oct 12, 2017 6:52 pm
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Casa di Cavalieri
Second Cadet |
POSTED: Thu Oct 12, 2017 11:43 pm
The pair seemed to be hitting it off pretty quick, sharing their life stories and joking between the two of them. The made fast friends, that was for sure. Neither party seemed keen on ending their little encounter any time soon.
Her comment on not having gone through the First Blood ceremony seemed to confuse her companion, giving her a sideways glance before stating that he was sure it would be fine. Oh I’m sure I’ll be alright. I don’t know who I’ll be going up against, but I’ve been training nearly every day since my leg healed. There’s still a few months left before my First Blood too so I’ll be able to get even more training in before then. We don’t have our coming of age ceremony until we are a full year old. Hopefully she explained that well enough, if not, she’d probably just get more confused looks from him.
Night leaned into the silver colored boy as he tried to comfort her, going a bit further and just holding her in a sort of embrace. It certainly did make her feel better and his compliment, comparing her to his mom, even more so. Bes spoke of how others used to underestimate his mother, in the same way she was underestimating herself. Her head tilted to the side, wondering what he thought of her if he was already able to decide she was underestimating herself. She wouldn’t ask though.
Their conversation certainly didn’t seem so sad anymore, at least for the moment. Besekel spoke of how he was sure her life would get better with time. It was something Night could only agree with, stating how she was sure it would so long as she had people like him around. She wasn’t quite sure why she had said that, but knew she meant it. Bes was a really sweet, caring guy. A little goofy at times, but it only made him all the more fun to be around. His little quirks intrigued the dark fae.
The Hushhowl girl wasn’t really expecting any sort of comment back in response to her last statement, but she sure got one. Their eyes remained locked on one another’s for a moment before the boy beside her stated that he felt like his life had already gotten better. This caused Night’s eyes to widen slightly with surprise. Did he really mean his life had already gotten better because she was in it? Surely that wasn’t what he meant...was it? Before she had the chance to ask, Bes was quick to change the topic, claiming he was just being weird. But, she had missed her chance to ask about his statement, her attention remaining on Bes as he stated his own story.
He started off at the beginning, just as she had. Though, apparently, him and his siblings were born outside his pack’s territory even though his parents had long been members. This confused the girl a bit, wondering why one would leave their home to give birth. Wasn’t something like that safer to do inside the territory? They wouldn’t have had the protection from the pack out their on their own. It wasn’t her place to judge though. She obviously hadn’t ever given birth, and in all honesty didn’t really know much at all about it. Maybe that was the norm in his pack.
Besekel spoke of his family, a brother and sister, and two half-siblings. It made Night wonder what it was like to live in such a large family. Sure, she could kind of get the sense of that after living with Jace, her mate, Honrin, and now the new girl that was brought to the pack. Still, it was different when it was your own siblings.
Things quickly took a detour to sadness. Bes mentioned how one day, his sister just didn’t wake up, that sometimes he could still hear his parents whispering and trying not to cry about it. The mention of the funeral was especially sad, hearing about how his mom collapsed and his dad had to try to hold her and comfort her. Losing a child like that, it had to be the worst thing to have to go through. Her companion mentioned how his sister might have eaten a type of flower when no one was looking, that it was fatal to pups. It sounded like it was concluded that the flowers were what killed the pup. Dark hands reached out as she held onto his arm, hands resting on his bicep as she leaned into him again, this time hoping to be of some comfort to him though. With her head still resting on his shoulder, an emerald gaze glanced up at him before sitting up again as he tried to continue on. She let go of his arm, but one hand rested on his thigh, still trying to provide him some comfort, to attempt to ease his pain when there really wasn’t much she could do.
He went on to talk about his first shift, that him, his brother, and mother were challenged by a bear. Bes was apparently told to run but froze, which was a common reaction from what the girl understood. His parents had both been injured in the fight but they did end up being able to kill the bear before he ran to get his teacher to help. It seemed like he was blaming himself for quite a bit, for his parents injuries at least but it almost seemed like he thought he was somehow at fault for what happened to his sister. She wanted to make things better, to make sure he knew she didn’t think it was his fault and that he shouldn’t think that way either. The dark fae didn’t get the chance right away though, as Bes changed the subject to his feathery companion outside, but he trailed off into yet another sad story. He spoke of an older sister, May, who disappeared like her own family had. The girl could tell he was shaking as he spoke, hearing his pain. He tried to compose himself and went on to discuss how he was training to be a medic. It seemed an honorable thing in her mind to want to heal people. Those skills were definitely a necessity in many situations and it just proved he had such a kind nature, wanting to heal and tend to the wounded rather than fight and cause injury. It seemed that was where the pair was very different, but still similar at the same time. He was learning to heal others in order to protect them, while she was training her hardest to be a skilled warrior so she could protect others.
His last comment caused the girl to look up at him, a questioning expression on her face as her hand finally slid off of his thigh. Why do you make it sound like it’s a bad thing to not stand out? Sometimes it’s better to just blend in. You’re young, you’ve got plenty of time ahead of you to do something amazing. I already think it’s amazing that you’re training to heal people. That’s a skill that is needed by many. You’re very kind Bes, you want to help others, and I am sure that you are going to help a lot of people. She spoke truthfully, believing he would do good in his life, but there was still something else she needed to say. But, there is something you need to understand. The dark fae’s expression became very serious suddenly as she kept her emerald gaze locked on his mismatched eyes. You are in no way at fault for anything that happened. It’s devastating what happened to you’re sister, and I am deeply sorry that it happened, but you can not blame yourself for what happened. You were just a pup yourself, there wasn’t anything you could have done. As for the bear, again, you were young, there was no way you would be able to help fight such a thing. Yes, you froze up instead of running, that is a common reaction to danger in many people, even adults. Their injuries are not your fault either. You have absolutely no reason to think of yourself as useless. You might have felt helpless since you didn’t know what to do at the time, but that does not make you useless. You are too good of a guy to be allowed to think so little of yourself, and come on, I only just met you and I already think highly of you. Imagine what your family and pack mates must think of you. The girl paused, just looking into his eyes for a moment. I know your mother would certainly be proud of her son taking the time to learn how to help people the way you are. As for May, I will ask around too and see if anyone has heard or seen anything. Someone had to have seen her. I’m sure she will be found soon and brought home. A soft smile spread across her face, wanting to give him at least some small bit of hope. Her hand reached out to take his, squeezing it for just a moment before simply holding his hand in hers. She will come home, have hope.
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Casa di Cavalieri
First Cadet (NPC) |
POSTED: Fri Oct 13, 2017 3:33 am
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Casa di Cavalieri
Second Cadet |
POSTED: Sat Oct 21, 2017 4:31 pm
His story was definitely a sad one, but it also held a great deal of blame. Bes was blaming himself for everything that had happened and Night could feel a pang in her chest at that thought. He shouldn’t have to blame himself, none of it was his fault in any way. The dark fae didn’t interrupt though, and let him continue on with his story, though she did keep her hand on his thigh. It was just a small way she could help provide him with some comfort.
Night spoke of how he was a good person who would help many with his medic skills and she could see a smile finally form on his face. The smile dropped as she spoke again, but he did keep his eyes locked on hers. He definitely seemed to relax more though as she spoke of how none of it was his fault, almost as if an invisible weight was lifted off of him. The dark fae went on to offer to ask around about his sister. It was the least she could do, but she wanted to do something to help.
Her dark hand slipped into his and the girl could see his eyes water, squeezing his hand to give him some reassurance. Besekel ran his fingers over her own and the dark fae looked up at those mismatched eyes as he spoke. His words were kind, with Bes speaking of what he thought of her and her offer to help, stating that he wished there was a better way for him to say thank you. The Hushhowl girl looked down at their hands, fingers intertwined as she thought back to a few of the things Greed had said. I can think of one way... Her voice was quiet and trailed off at the end, but since he was in such close proximity, Bes would have been able to hear her. She leaned towards him, intending on leaving a quick kiss on his cheek. That wasn’t quite what happened though. Besekel turned his head towards her just as she leaned in, meaning her lips did not reach his cheek as intended, but on his own lips. Emerald orbs widened, staying there for a moment longer due to shock. It wasn’t at all what she had meant to do, but she did. She kissed Bes.
All the heat rushed to her face at once, eyes still wide as she pulled back, getting down off of the table to stand with her back to him. I..I’m sorry Bes. That wasn’t what I..meant to....do.. She stuttered a bit as she spoke, feeling nervous, embarrassed, excited, and as if her stomach was filled with butterflies. It was an odd mix of emotions all at once and Night wasn’t sure how her friend would take it.
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Casa di Cavalieri
First Cadet (NPC) |
POSTED: Sat Oct 21, 2017 6:12 pm
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Casa di Cavalieri
Second Cadet |
POSTED: Tue Oct 31, 2017 12:56 am
The pair froze as their lips accidentally met, parting quickly, but still sitting there staring at each other. Both were equally surprised by the action. Night wasn’t even sure why she did it in all honesty. Greed had tried to give her some advice on boys, but it certainly didn’t seem to help. It was only making things more awkward.
Night separated from the boy, keeping her back to him as she attempted an apology. She couldn’t look at him and she certainly couldn’t be close to him in that moment. Her heart had been pounding in her chest so hard she thought for sure he would be able to hear if he was close enough. The dark girl felt a fluttering in her belly as the heat rose to her cheeks. She didn’t know why she was feeling like this. Was this how it felt to kiss someone? If this was how it was going to feel every time, the poor girl might have a heart attack if her heart kept beating so hard every time.
Her companion attempted to take the blame and she turned towards him slightly to deny any fault on his end, only to see him looking at her. Something she hadn’t ever really felt before flooded over her as he looked at her that way. She felt shy. Why? Because of the kiss? She had been perfectly fine around him until then so it was really her only explanation. What was this she was feeling? It was so weird. Was this what Greed had been talking about? Was this what it was like when you like a boy? Emerald orbs glanced up at him and that fluttering in her stomach only intensified. Did she think he was cute? His lighter coat was pretty and she certainly did find his mismatched eyes intriguing. Not to mention, he was really nice. She had made a fast friend in Besekel, but was it just friendship she was wanting if she was feeling this way? The poor girl still didn’t understand feelings, not even her own.
Thankfully, Bes attempted to change the subject, asking why she came, quickly going on to state that he was wanting to find something to wear and rambling off a bit. He admitted that he didn’t know much about clothes as she moved somewhat closer to him. Her heart was still pounding in her chest every time she looked up at him now, especially as their eyes met when he asked for her help. The dark girl sat there frozen for a moment, just staring into those beautiful mismatched eyes before stammering a response. Y-y-yeah, uh, I can try to help. Emerald orbs were forced away from his gaze as she looked down at the items in his hands. There was a light grey shirt hanging from one hand and she took it, her hand brushing against his for just a moment as she did. The small amount of contact made the fur on the back of her neck stand on end, a shiver running down her spine. Why was he making her feel this way now? She glanced back up at him, the heat rising in her cheeks as she held the shirt up against his abdomen before holding it out to him. Um, put that on. I-I might have found a couple of things that would look, um, nice. With that shirt I mean. Man she was quickly making a fool of herself, stammering like that in front of Bes. It was just a kiss, neither of them even meant for it to happen. It was no big deal, right?
The dark fae went back to where she had left her bag, pulling different articles of clothing out of it and examining them before bringing two items back to Bes. Here, try these with the shirt. She kept her eyes on the clothing, trying to avoid eye contact so he wouldn’t hear her heart pounding. Night held out a pair of black cargo pants and a dark grey jacket that had a hood. Um, they both have pockets. I uh figured lots of pockets would come in handy for you. Heat was quickly rising in her face as she looked up at him, quickly looking back down. I mean, you could carry a lot of medical supplies and things. Man she sounded like a bumbling idiot, going on and on about pockets. She really needed to just stop talking.
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Casa di Cavalieri
First Cadet (NPC) |
POSTED: Mon Nov 13, 2017 1:39 am
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Casa di Cavalieri
Second Cadet |
POSTED: Mon Nov 13, 2017 2:28 am
The dark fae really wasn’t sure why she was acting so weird after that kiss. It was just an accident after all, it didn’t mean anything. Right? Night could barely even look at her new companion without feeling her heart pounding in her chest so hard, she thought for sure he’d be able to hear.
Thankfully, Bes shifted the conversation in a new direction. He asked for assistance in choosing an outfit, which she would happily oblige. The male didn’t seem to notice her moving closer to him though, jumping slightly when he noticed how close she was. Dark ears flattened against her skull, feeling like she was in the wrong for standing too close. She hadn’t meant to startle him. Then again, he could very well have reacted in such a way because having her so close had the same effect on him as it did for her. That thought was only barely entertained for more than a mere moment before being quickly dismissed.
Dark hands held the shirt up against the male, trying to judge the size and fit on his form, her heart pounding with each moment she stood so close. She gave a simple instruction to try the one grey shirt on before moving over to her bag. His voice broke into her thoughts, commenting on the stutter she didn’t even realize had left her own lips. A hint of a smile pulled at her lips as she looked up at him, her heart racing as soon as her eyes met his gaze. Yeah, uh, I-I’m sorry about that. A hand came up to brush her hair back and out of her face. I uh, don’t really know what’s wrong with me right now. Lies, she knew what was wrong with her. All of this were examples of what Greed had talked about.
She had a crush on Bes.
It was the only explanation for her behavior. The rapid heartbeat, the weird fluttering in her stomach, all the little things she was feeling. She hadn’t ever felt anything like it with anyone else before. Was this truly what it was like to like someone?
The dark fae brought a couple more articles of clothing over to him, leaving him to handle putting them on himself as she examined a few articles herself. Finally, it seemed she found something she liked for herself. Night slipped on a pair of shorts, liking the fit and also the fact that it wasn’t too terribly constricting. There was one thing she needed to do though to make them perfect. The girl slipped the shorts off and cut a slit into the back for her tail before slipping them back on. She also found a top, almost the same grey as the shirt she had handed Bes. Looking at it though, it wasn’t nearly as long. She pulled it over her head anyway, realizing it was much shorter, only coming down to the base of her ribs really. It was certainly comfortable though and it wasn’t like the loose material would really get in the way during her training sessions. Glancing over at the broken mirror in the room, Night decided she actually liked it.
Her attention was quickly stolen away from her own new outfit, as Besekel asked for her opinion. The dark fae turned to look at him, a smile forming on her face, her heart racing as she stepped closer once more. She circled him, looking him over, she noticed something odd, his tail was gone. Did you really tuck your tail into the pants? That’s really not going to be comfortable in the long run. Night moved back over to her bag, grabbing her knife before quickly returning to him. Don’t move around, ok? I really don’t want to cut you.
She knelt down behind him, trying to keep her racing heart from jumping out of her chest as her hand gently tugged on the hem of his pants. The back of her hand could feel where the base of his tail was, knowing perfectly well what other part of him her hand was oh so very close to. Deciding where it needed to be, Night cut into the hem of the pants until there was enough space for his tail to fit comfortably. Unlike with her shorts though, his pants seemed much too loose with that slit in the back now. Looking around, she found a black belt and was about to reach down to the front of his pants to start looping it through, but stopped. Heat quickly rose in her face before she handed the belt to him. Uh here. Th-this will hold them up. The dark fae tried to avoid eye contact, focusing on his form, though that wasn’t much better to be honest. I-it looks nice on you. She really didn’t know what to say that wouldn’t make her look like any less of a fool than she was already making of herself.
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Casa di Cavalieri
First Cadet (NPC) |