Tea with the Queen - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: Tea with the Queen (/showthread.php?tid=17952) |
- Matteo Trovato - 05-23-2011 [html] WC:400+ After having his fight with Alaki and his first stoner adventure (and sharing circle) with Demi, Matteo had been thinking about the rest of the pack for a change. He wasn't sure wether or not he was ready to go and talk to Alaki about what had happened yet, but he'd at least given the guy a very quick (but meaningful?) hug before leaving that morning. This time he had Carissa with him, dressed in what could've been considered a mix of casual and formal clothing, including his light pink dress shirt, a black pair of pants and his lovely black boots (made especially for luperci feet). His hair was combed back into a neat braid, his fur clean and soft and his claws cleaned and polished. The boy looked ready to meet the queen! And in a way, that was what he was heading off to do. He'd taken that day to go and visit Naniko, in hopes of getting to know his alphess better. So of course he'd gone all out in making himself presentable, even taking the time to wash his clothes the night before in a pine-soaked water, giving himself a nice foresty scent. Needless to say, Carissa had been groomed and made proper too, and she didn't seem to mind wearing the light green ribbon he'd looped around her neck, tied expertly into a four part bow in the back. Enough with appearances though. On with the scene. Matteo took a quick-paced turn towards the main room, keeping his chin up and ears back in that sort of posture that said 'I don't have the time of day', in case anyone decided to poke fun at how well groomed he was. This encounter was planned to be casual, sure, but the chances that he might not have made a good impression on her previously had made the boy just a wee bit paranoid. It took him a few moments, but eventually he came up to the lead female's living area. He paused a moment, looked around, then (assuming there's a door) knocked firmly before taking a step back. (If there's no door, he'd have called out to her.) Left to wait, he went over his own appearance once more before checking Carissa, who sat neatly on his shoulder like a perfect little lady, knowing full well her 'daddy' had gone just a bit over the top with this whole ordeal. She'd play along for the time being, just to make him happy and later she'd be able to think back on this with amusement. .AnaFK-22 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .AnaFK-22 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .AnaFK-22 b {font-family:verdana; color:#FFF; text-shadow:#000 0px 0px 3px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AnaFK-22 {background-color:#caccc9; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; width:476px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb29 ... uls/20.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:326px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .AnaFK-22-border {width:478px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;}</style>[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-02-2011 [html] Short <3 heading to bed! 12 hour work day tomorrow...yay XD
<style type="text/css"> .nani22 {width:400px; background-image:url('http://www.ghostecho.net/souls/ana/naniko.png'); background-position:bottom center; background-color:#AFC4CC; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid black;} .nani222 {padding:10px 10px 85px 10px; font-family:georgia; font-size:11px; color:#384F57; line-height:15px; text-align:justify;} .nani22 b {color:#476571;} .nani22 p {text-indent:39px; margin:0px;} </style>[/html] - Matteo Trovato - 06-02-2011 [html] WC:400+ The alphess, or Angela, didn't seem all that happy to see him. This put a slight damper on his spirits, and that smile became just a little bit forced. My apologies if I've bothered you, la mia alfa. He'd nod quickly, hand to his chest in respect, as his father had taught him back in Italy. I can leave if you're busy. I was just hoping to ask if you'd like to spare a few moments of your time... maybe come for a walk? He smiled brighter then, Carissa chirping on his shoulder. My name's Matteo, by the way. Matteo... Trovato. Giuseppe's brother. A reminder. Of course, if that didn't work, the boy had a plan b; he had a bunch of various hemp peices he'd brought with him, in hopes of offering her one as a gift. I bet Giuseppe would never have thought of this, making friends with Naniko herself. The look in her eyes mellowed him back out again. ...then again, maybe that's for a good reason. She seems... annoyed. He kept his smile up, though, eyes shining. The boy hoped that she'd agree to spend some time with him. .AnaFK-22 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .AnaFK-22 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .AnaFK-22 b {font-family:verdana; color:#FFF; text-shadow:#000 0px 0px 3px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AnaFK-22 {background-color:#caccc9; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; width:476px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb29 ... uls/20.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:326px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .AnaFK-22-border {width:478px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;}</style>[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-07-2011 [html] feel free to PP them beginning their walk
<style type="text/css"> .nani22 {width:400px; background-image:url('http://www.ghostecho.net/souls/ana/naniko.png'); background-position:bottom center; background-color:#AFC4CC; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid black;} .nani222 {padding:10px 10px 85px 10px; font-family:georgia; font-size:11px; color:#384F57; line-height:15px; text-align:justify;} .nani22 b {color:#476571;} .nani22 p {text-indent:39px; margin:0px;} </style>[/html] - Matteo Trovato - 06-07-2011 [html] WC:400+ Teo flicked his tail happily when Naniko forgave him and agreed to go for a walk, though he seemed concerned when she mentioned not having slept. Have you thought of drinking a hot cup of tea before bed? He offered as they started down the hall, heading for the hot springs. Teo knew where they were, but he'd never actually visited them himself. Too much of a walk for too little results for him, due to his now busy schedule. My Madre used to drink it every night before bed to help her sleep when I was a pup. Apparently it calms the nerves and eases the mind, or so she'd tell me. The mention of his mother usually put the boy into a depressed mood, but the pride of being able to share her wisedom overpowered that, bringing a calm smile to his face. As they walked, he felt drawn to his leader's fur. Pure white, like his own, like Gemma's. Apparently white wolves weren't as uncommon as white coyotes or white shepherds here. Back home, any white wolf was killed or taken in by the rich as trophy slaves, though their fur would've been dyed in places to avoid that usual 'holy white' business the Trovato lad had to deal with. I'm sorry I never got around to meeting you before. He said after a little while, finally drawing his eyes back to her face. I've been working hard at settling in, but it's not easy. Anathema is nothing like back home in Italy. Not that he was complaining. He liked it here. .AnaFK-22 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .AnaFK-22 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .AnaFK-22 b {font-family:verdana; color:#FFF; text-shadow:#000 0px 0px 3px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AnaFK-22 {background-color:#caccc9; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; width:476px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb29 ... uls/20.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:326px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .AnaFK-22-border {width:478px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;}</style>[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-09-2011 [html]
.AnaFK-07 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .AnaFK-07 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .AnaFK-07 b {font-family:verdana; color:#FFFFFF; text-shadow:#000000 0px 0px 2px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AnaFK-07 {background-color:#abb092; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:16px; width:496px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c73/p ... s/rawr.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:294px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .AnaFK-07-border {width:498px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;}</style>[/html] - Matteo Trovato - 06-09-2011 [html] WC:400+ Italy... He smiled, though the expression was almost sad. He decided not to comment on Naniko's mother, not wanting to offend her by accident, though he took a moment to dislike the woman for leaving her daughter like that. Yes... My mother is back home in Italy. The whole Trovato clan is. His smile became a smirk. Too many of us back there. They figured America needed a few Trovatos here too. It wasn't way he'd been sent there... but for now, he'd let people go on thinking it was of his own free will that he arrived in America. Italy... is different than what I've seen here. Big time. He looked over at her with a smile again, this time a bit less sad. All of the buildings are usually intact from the human's era and those that aren't are rebuilt. No one lives in caves or dens. It's all very... He paused, looking for the word. Coming up with nothing, he shrugged. No one really uses their lupus form once they start shifting. Where I came from, Coyotes and Dogs were the dominant breeds. Wolves were usually either slaves or beggers. Teo took a moment to collect his thoughts after that, not liking where he'd been heading with the conversation. Luperci there use money for their trading. At this, he reached into his bag and pulled out some silver coins, holding one out to her, so she could have a look. Italy is very modern compared to America... but I like it here. No one has to worry about money and there are no real breeding laws. Back home, if I'd have told my Madre about my interest in men, she'd have taken away my last name. And it was true. Luckily his mother hadn't blamed him for what they'd discovered. They sent him away at his father's request, though Carissa had protested greatly to it, refusing to believe that her blessed son had done such a sinful crime. .AnaFK-22 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .AnaFK-22 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .AnaFK-22 b {font-family:verdana; color:#FFF; text-shadow:#000 0px 0px 3px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AnaFK-22 {background-color:#caccc9; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; width:476px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb29 ... uls/20.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:326px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .AnaFK-22-border {width:478px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;}</style>[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-14-2011 [html]
.AnaFK-07 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .AnaFK-07 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .AnaFK-07 b {font-family:verdana; color:#FFFFFF; text-shadow:#000000 0px 0px 2px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AnaFK-07 {background-color:#abb092; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:16px; width:496px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c73/p ... s/rawr.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:294px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .AnaFK-07-border {width:498px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;}</style>[/html] - Matteo Trovato - 06-28-2011 [html] WC:400+ A great leader of an even greater pack? I can see why you'd appreciate your hardships. He mused aloud after her first response, only to pause and listen to the rest of what she had to say. She seemed unsure of what to think about Italy's ways of life, which he could understand just fine. She was a wolf, so of course she wouldn't have agreed with the slavery back home. He didn't really agree with it either, though that bred-in instinct to generally dislike the other breed was still lingering there in his chest, waiting for him to lose his temper and let it show. She went on to... well, to share her opinions and the like on the topic of... being gay. He felt a smile pulling back on his maw again, glad to have someone approve of his way of living. He took a quick moment to let that settle into his mind, leaving a warm, fuzzy feeling to linger in his chest. I... like how you put that. He murmured, then paused again to reconsider his... butchered English. Pardon, I mean.. I like your opinions on the matter. He corrected, trying not to slip up this time. Back in Italy, same-sex relationships were heavily frowned upon. Though not against any laws, many families there are very religious. Our religion is one based off of Christianity, the human bible and whatnot. He explained casually. One of the ten laws written in the bible is not to love another of the same sex, because fornicating with another man creates no children, and thus, no future. He paused to consider how this made sense, then smirked. I guess here we can adopt children no problem. Pups lose their parents all the time as loners, for example. Teo found this to be both a sad and hopeful fact of life. I dunno if I ever want kids, but having the option there would be comforting, just in case. .AnaFK-22 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .AnaFK-22 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .AnaFK-22 b {font-family:verdana; color:#FFF; text-shadow:#000 0px 0px 3px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AnaFK-22 {background-color:#caccc9; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; width:476px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb29 ... uls/20.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:326px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .AnaFK-22-border {width:478px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;}</style>[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-29-2011 [html]
.AnaFK-07 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .AnaFK-07 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .AnaFK-07 b {font-family:verdana; color:#FFFFFF; text-shadow:#000000 0px 0px 2px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AnaFK-07 {background-color:#abb092; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:16px; width:496px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c73/p ... s/rawr.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:294px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .AnaFK-07-border {width:498px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;}</style>[/html] - Matteo Trovato - 07-04-2011 [html] WC:400+ What Naniko said next struck home with Matteo, making him falter in his steps and those ears to pin back even tighter. Both Alaki and Gemma sprang to mind, both of them unwelcome thoughts at that moment. Alaki was his... well, the love of his life at one point, his knight. His Hero. Then it had all gone to hell when the two had fought. Sure, he still loved the guy, but somehow his heart felt torn between the tall wolf and the white angel living with his brother; Gemma. She'd been his first kiss and he had to admit to having... some feeling for her... but what about poor Alaki, who'd worked so hard to make him happy? Bleh, all confusion and drama. ...but what Naniko had said about her father and his choices left a bitter taste in his mouth. He wasn't sure why but for some reason, it made him feel uncomfortable, so of course when she went on to change the topic back to puppies, he gladly follow suit. He murmured his agreement to her offering to help, should he ever have his own children. Good, he could use it, considering the upbringing he'd had. Thank you, I appreciate it greatly. As they came into the springs, Teo paused, allowing her to walk ahead while talking in favor of... not getting his clothes wet. He hesitated though; the springs looked incredibly inviting, soothing and warm with a lovely scent carried off them, like medicine. But what of his scars? He'd never really... liked... showing them off. They weren't won in some epic battle, they were given to him through... no, nevermind that. Instead of getting in, he moved to the side, slipped out of his boots, rolled up his pants and sat down to let his feet and legs dip into the warm, soothing water. Otherwise, he kept out of it, not wanting to undress. I saw that place when we came near land on the ship. He watched Carissa wander, exploring the caves curiously and keeping well away from the water. I imagine it must've been beautiful before the fires. Teo offered her a weak smile, still feeling a bit muddled by his earlier thoughts. I've... actually never felt very safe in the open. I like the caves. I blend in for once in my life. Surprisingly enough, it was true; unless winter had a good snowfall, Teo had never really blended in anywhere. In the caves, under the dimmed flames, he seemed to mix well with the rocks, despite his pure coat. He could still remember the bitter fear he'd felt after he'd been told white fur was a danger in Anathema. So far, though, he'd been doing just fine with it. .AnaFK-22 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .AnaFK-22 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .AnaFK-22 b {font-family:verdana; color:#FFF; text-shadow:#000 0px 0px 3px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AnaFK-22 {background-color:#caccc9; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; width:476px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb29 ... uls/20.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:326px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .AnaFK-22-border {width:478px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;}</style>[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 07-07-2011 [html] D: <3 Anything else we can think of for them to do in this thread? :3
.AnaFK-07 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .AnaFK-07 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .AnaFK-07 b {font-family:verdana; color:#FFFFFF; text-shadow:#000000 0px 0px 2px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AnaFK-07 {background-color:#abb092; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:16px; width:496px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c73/p ... s/rawr.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:294px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .AnaFK-07-border {width:498px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;}</style>[/html] - Matteo Trovato - 08-05-2011 [html] WC:400+ The more he watched her soak, the more he felt envious of her. He had scars, ones he hoped never to have to explain to a stranger or even Naniko. They weren't from battle or from fighting, they were from something far less honorable and incredibly weak. He'd hate to be known as 'The Bitch of Anathema', as his brother had once mentioned not a day after joining. Every bird leaves the nest someday. It's up to them if they stay in the area or not. In the time that I've been here, I've yet to hear one bad report about Anathema. You're doing an amazing job, Naniko. He smiled, a much more honest expression, one that crinkled his eyes slightly despite his young age. Then he quieted again, to stare at the water longingly. His fur was thick... maybe the scars wouldn't show? Maybe she wouldn't ask? It was worth a shot. The boy sighed to himself and slipped off his shirt, setting it to the side away from the water. Then he stood up to slip out of his pants, leaving him in the nude. Matteo was probably the most scarred up coydog in the province. Whip marks layered his back from tail to neck, across and down, old and new. Claw marks, bite marks, cuts, scratches, all of it. He looked as if he'd fought in a war. The scars on his face, arms and paws had nothing on the abuse to his body. Every time he flexed a certain way, his ribs showed, though he'd gained weight since joining so it wasn't as bad as it had been. There were even hints of toned, healthy muscle along his stomach and sides. Teo's shyness showed through, though. His ears tilted slightly and he couldn't look over at Naniko for a while, too nervous about his nudity. His tail curled to hide his more private parts, a habit formed by the decency laws back in Italy, as he moved over to test the water again... then slip in. He'd never felt so good. He whined softly as the hot water bit at his fresher scars a little but as the sting melted away and he got used to the heat, he closed his eyes and tilted his head back, sighing happily. Once he felt comfortable, he looked over at Naniko, having slipped in about two feet away beside her. If I had known these were here before, I'd have set up camp here. This is amazing. He murred happily, very glad he'd decided to push aside his shyness for some relaxation. .AnaFK-22 .ooc {font-size:10px; font-style:italic;} .AnaFK-22 p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .AnaFK-22 b {font-family:verdana; color:#FFF; text-shadow:#000 0px 0px 3px; margin:5px; font-size:10px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .AnaFK-22 {background-color:#caccc9; font-family: verdana, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000; line-height:16px; width:476px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://i206.photobucket.com/albums/bb29 ... uls/20.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:326px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; border-radius:8px; } .AnaFK-22-border {width:478px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; border-radius:8px;}</style>[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 08-05-2011 [html]
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