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- Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 05-15-2011 [html] Ooc: Yay Ghita/Jazper romance!
It had been a long time since he had spent one on one time with Ghita and it sure as hell was about time he made an effort to show her that she was still his number one. After the second litter they had been busy raising the 3 little ones, finding it difficult with Tony and Lorenzo fighting every second of the day. The two parents had been worn thin daily trying to keep up with their three bundles of joy and teach them the lessons that needed to be taught before they grew up. Now the pups were already 7 months old, hardly pups and not quite young adults yet but they were exploring by themselves and moving into their own rooms, leaving Ghita and Jazper alone once again. .character b {font-weight:bold; color:#763845; letter-spacing:1px; } .character .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .character {margin:0 auto; width:332px; background-color:#3c1017; background-image:url(http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5388/souls17.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px double #f4f4f7; padding: 10px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#b9919e; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Ghita Marino - 05-15-2011 [html] Word Count→453 Had to look at his profile for a bit, and I assumed he was wearing the clothes, since that's what it has listed. OMG, he is so huge in comparison to her. @.@ The children were growing. Already, it seemed they would soon be adults, and though it excited the maturing Marino, she couldn't deny the sadness that she felt at that fact. Fia and Tony and Lorezno, each of them would soon be considered adults in the eyes of their family. Ghita folded up a blanket in silence as she mulled that over in her head. Aro and Sophia, they had already grown up. Sophia had started to rebel against her parents, running off to who knew where. Aro was so quiet lately. As their mother, she felt she should have known better the places that her children spent their time, but it simply wasn't so. Tony and Lorezno took up much of her attention with their fighting. Even Fia, in all of her activity, distracted the Marino woman. She rubbed at blue eyes once she finished cleaning the room she had shared with Jazper for nearly two years now. It looked the same. It always looked the same, at least to her. A haven for her often grumpy moods, where the dark male could ease her stress. Of course, lately they hadn't had the same amount of time together as they might have in the past, busy raising their children to the best of their abilities. Fia had been the first to leave their shared bedroom for her own space, but at this point her brothers had done the same and that left more space for Jazper and Ghita to pursue the romance they'd had in the past. She'd already started to take steps toward that, working on a gift or two here and there when Jazper wasn't around. The day passed easily with her out and about, playing with Fia in the growing grass and placing the finishing touches on a tool belt for her handsome mate, and when the sun went down and she returned home, she was exhausted. A nuzzle to Fia was her goodnight and the Italian wolf made her way back toward her own room from their daughter's, checking on Tony and Lorezno, Aro and Sophia along the way. Sophia wasn't home. Ghita let out a sigh and closed the worn door to her eldest daughter's bedroom, giving a shake of her head. Jazper's voice caught her attention farther down the hall; he was looking for her. She approached their bedroom, rubbing her cheek with an uneasy hand. "Sophia is gone again," she said, her often lively voice hiding beneath a film of sadness. Her arms found their way around his chest, as she was much shorter than Jazper, and let her face rest against the soft fur between the pale blue fabric he wore. "I don't know where she goes all the time." .Ghita01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#565659; letter-spacing:1px; } .Ghita01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#99999a; text-align:center;} .Ghita01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Ghita01 {margin:0 auto; width:366px; background-color:#eaeaea; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... ghita1.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #99999a; padding: 180px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#99999a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 05-25-2011 [html] Ooc:
WC: 300+ .character b {font-weight:bold; color:#763845; letter-spacing:1px; } .character .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .character {margin:0 auto; width:332px; background-color:#3c1017; background-image:url(http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5388/souls17.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px double #f4f4f7; padding: 10px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#b9919e; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Ghita Marino - 06-02-2011 [html] WORD COUNT→422 — Sorry for the wait! Also, I am full of fail! I only just realized that he isn't wearing clothes. >.> I need to read better or something. The weight of her lover's arms around her comforted the worried mother as she allowed herself a moment's peace; Jazper had, despite their initial inability to really communicate, always left a sense of ease in the mind of the chocolate-mixed woman. He was her knight, her upstanding pillar of society who watched ever so carefully over the family they had created. Yes, it had been entirely accidental, but she had no regrets when it came to her children; the wounds of her past were healed by the presence of the pups she could claim as her own, with the help of the dark male she embraced. Despite the concern she felt for Sophia in that moment, she allowed a smile to form on her black-lined lips, blue eyes finding the glittering gold hue of her mate's. His teasing was received with a good-natured laugh and a gentle nuzzle to his broad chest — their difference in height made it impossible for the woman to show her affection any other way. She didn't look past him when he moved away from the doorway, remaining fixed on him until he spoke again. For some reason, he thought their bedroom held a key to cheering up the Marino woman; well, that couldn't be true, as she'd cleaned it earlier in the day. Despite her belief that there was nothing special hiding in their room — nothing except for her gift for her handsome lover — she was left in shock as she turned her gaze into the shared room. It was clear that Jazper had done a lot to spruce up the area, having moved furniture about and setting a romantic air. One hand rose to cover her muzzle, hiding the gaped mouth as she tried to take in the entire sight. Slowly, she entered the room. "Oh, il mio amore. Questo è bello." The Italian flowed from her lips easily, being her native tongue, as she hovered over her place at the table. Unwilling to sit until Jazper was ready, she glanced over her shoulder, the gentle smile turning into her customary teasing grin. "You did this all by yourself, Jazper? This is very sweet; are you expecting to have some fun when we're finished with our meal?" There was no accusation in her voice; instead, the words were laced with sheer amusement. As grounded as she was when it came to their growing kids, Ghita remained a wild woman at heart and enjoyed spontaneity over carefully planned excursions. .Ghita01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#565659; letter-spacing:1px; } .Ghita01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#99999a; text-align:center;} .Ghita01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Ghita01 {margin:0 auto; width:366px; background-color:#eaeaea; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... ghita1.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #99999a; padding: 180px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#99999a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 06-26-2011 [html] Ooc: Derp x_x
WC:300+ .character b {font-weight:bold; color:#763845; letter-spacing:1px; } .character .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .character {margin:0 auto; width:332px; background-color:#3c1017; background-image:url(http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5388/souls17.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px double #f4f4f7; padding: 10px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#b9919e; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Ghita Marino - 07-04-2011 [html] Her amazement at the scene, and her subsequent teasing words, were replaced with a frown at the response she gained from her mate. It only grew with the gentle bump from his muzzle, as he just went about pulling a chair for her from the worn table instead of truly thinking about what he'd said. "I know what a gift is, Jazper; I wasn't over thinking anything." Despite her displeasure at his words, she sat in the chair provided. Turquoise eyes looked over the place setting, falling again on the gesture of affection left by her plate. It evoked a heavy sigh. "This is very nice, Jazper, but we really should talk about Sophia." The fact that their daughter, disappearing act that she was, was still disappearing...well, it was concerning to the overprotective mother. She rubbed at one eye uncomfortably, watching her mate from her seat with stress lacing the blue irises of her gaze. Maybe she was the only one worried, and maybe her paranoia was (as others had said it was) uncalled for...but somehow, she felt it was right. .Ghita01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#565659; letter-spacing:1px; } .Ghita01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#99999a; text-align:center;} .Ghita01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Ghita01 {margin:0 auto; width:366px; background-color:#eaeaea; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... ghita1.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #99999a; padding: 180px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#99999a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 07-20-2011 [html] Ooc:
WC:300+ .character b {font-weight:bold; color:#763845; letter-spacing:1px; } .character .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .character {margin:0 auto; width:332px; background-color:#3c1017; background-image:url(http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/5388/souls17.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px double #f4f4f7; padding: 10px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#b9919e; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Ghita Marino - 07-23-2011 [html] He placated her by promising to speak with Sophia tomorrow, and she took the promise without complaint — she knew her Jazper would keep up his promises, as he had in the past so many times. She was the one who often had trouble maintaining them, for she would often forget or come across some sort of strong sense to do the opposite; promises were not her forte. But she, wounded as she had been in the past, placed all of her love and all of her trust in the large Rhiannon-Knight. He had never hurt her. She didn't expect he ever would. A contented smile crossed her features, body leaning forward with her elbows on the table as she waited for a night of romance to begin. Though she was never too busy to pause in her day for her mate, she sometimes wondered if he avoided her throughout the day, and when she received a pleasant surprise from him it made her further appreciate the love they shared. Blue eyes focused completely on the handsome features of the Centurio, she didn't notice his movements as he pulled something from under his napkin until he handed it over. Confusion served to color her features, her body shifting to sit back up as she reached for the slender box. Another gift? "You're spoiling me, Jazper," she teased, voice filled with curiosity as her fingers wrapped about the box. The lid was lifted slowly, revealing the jewelry inside. Ghita's features stilled as her fingers inspected the glossy turquoise pendant, her hand raising to press against her nose as emotion overcame her. "Oh, Jazper...this is beautiful, thank you." She returned her love-filled gaze to him, resisting the urge to move from her seat — he'd done so much to get the setting right and she didn't want to ruin the night for him by giving in to her impulses. .Ghita01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#565659; letter-spacing:1px; } .Ghita01ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#99999a; text-align:center;} .Ghita01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Ghita01 {margin:0 auto; width:366px; background-color:#eaeaea; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... ghita1.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #99999a; padding: 180px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#99999a; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:1px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 08-01-2011 [html] Ooc:
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