Topic: A Song of Ice and Fire (Mature Content)

TigerEye Charms

Date: 2009-05-12 07:30 EST

Some say the world will end in fire;
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Robert Frost- Fire and Ice

The Moon Fever could be her damnation, could be her price to pay for the sins of the past. Never had she forgot those savage whispers when it seemed her heart had lost its offering of affection, or when her spirit had become indifferent to the world's offering of empathy. She had known pain and had executed torture. Had tasted torment and worn it as badges. Josef's voice was a haunting whisper in her mind. Ill thoughts, Ill words, Ill deeds. You can not escape them kitten... no matter what you do. When it came to survival was the blood of another on your hands worth the cost? Surely if she was one to believe in Heaven and Hell she'd figure she was damned and destined for Hell. Oddly enough the Huntress had been blessed with a mixed heritage of those that paid tribute to warriors in Valhalla and who weighed lives by feathers and souls.

She was silent, desparately aware of the male at her side. The cold thrill of his touch seemed answered in every subtle gesture, twist, and turn of her figure. The unruly heat that could burn one alive, paired against a chill that she had no desire to melt but instead feel the winter bite of, the taste of frost born caresses and moon chilled kisses. There was no sway in the moon in this pull, this draw, this addiction. Fevered he made her at times. Did he even realize?

Those Absinthe eyes flickered to him, guarded in the prison of black lashes and peripheral regards. One had to wonder how far that chill would go.

It wouldn't matter soon enough, pupils dilated with that rush of blood near as molten lava and desert heat to smolder in her soul. Sandpaper and molten velvet tongue lashed across her lips as the door was twisted open and she offered him entry to the Crymson Tryst.

The challenge was in her eyes then, narrowed in deadly absinthe as she pulled the blade that ever rested flat against her spine to the bouncer, a tick of jaw as teeth clenched. She saw the mirth that flickered in the eyes of Caleb as she shoved past the warlock.

"Welcome to the Crymson Tryst. Try to avoid the smell if you can... it can be near... untolerable... at times."

A murmur to Theodore. Surely there was a smell to the place. Sex and sin. Smoldering ash of stubbed out cigarettes and blown out candles. The tangible aroma of the preternatural. Tellis St Croix the Vodun Priestess and oddly enough were-panther that charmingly called herself 'Taboo' had opened the Crymson Tryst years ago as the Crimson Scarf and since then... the fetish club that could make any wish or fantasy come to life had become a cult hit of the underground.

Crimson and Black were the colors that decorated the place, the lights kept low. Ever dark corners and subtle shadows to get lost in, to seek a moment's promise of pleasure if one could not wait for one of the rooms.

Restless she felt suddenly, the presence of Theodore seemed to awaken her senses, that which she usually ignored or dismissed from her senses she could feel crawling under her skin. Desire and Hunger. Those savage depths of absinthe glittered like poison jewels in the light in that moment of a shield briefly cracking. It was getting hard to deny that need.

She wove her way through the crowd to lead him to one of the reserved booths. One wouldn't dare to challenge her. There was a look just to make sure. Taboo wasn't around any longer to throw out ridiculous rules and regulations. The rest of the Tryst just seemed amused that Ariahn had actually brought a man here.

That reserved sign was tossed in the trash. Lean in towards him as lips touched behind his ear, rested in a burning smolder of mouth behind his ear.

"Enjoy the show."

It was getting late, she pulled away from that cold with a reluctant growl before disappearing to back stage even as that shirt was torn off, the lights would play on her back, glittering across those stripes that seemed marked by a flash of unmistakable metal in a strange shade...an alchemy of silver that by moonlight would be as frost...against candlelight... as flame.

TigerEye Charms

Date: 2009-05-12 13:29 EST

That chill lingered with her, soothing that aching burn that wildfire of what it was to be all that she was. Her thoughts drifted as she changed into the outfit of the night. The atmosphere in the club that night seemed a bit more low key and sensual and she was more then willing to accommodate to that atmosphere. The strange thing was that she had no desire to rile it up. The dim lighting of a room lit only by witch fire and subtle glow of burning candles to illuminate those dark corners in the club was something that was soothing and transfixing to Ariahn, strangely enough she noticed the subtle difference and wanted to accommodate to it.

Fingers rubbed together, rubbed along her skin where that cold still remained. A low rustling purr eased from her as she changed into the outfit for tonight?s performance, a bit more classy and tasteful then her usual attire for her shows. Her hair was braided back into an intricate design and pattern before twisted up and pinned. The dress worn was a flowing black, with a corset that accentuated curves, the color and movement of the dress made it seem almost like oil spilling against her flesh. Backless it exposed those tattoos, the coiling of thorny vines in black tribal that canvassed her back as brutally as those tiger stripes. The difference was that strange metal that plated the tattooed design. It all depended on where the light touched on that metal but the alchemy of it was strange, near chameleon like in its alteration of color between moon pale silver to molten gold.

Nervous energy rode her spirit like a dark passenger as she stepped out on the stage, body near in a sensual coil towards and around the stand of the microphone as she closed her eyes with those starting notes of the melody. It was a haunting sound that near snagged her to the core, so aware of his presence that chill was near an imprint on the very fibers of her being. Soon enough her voice joined the melody to add lyrics equally as haunting and beautiful for the molten current of voice to touch upon and caress into a low heated sound.


It's amazing to me I can't
Seem to say what I'm doing here
My tongue is all twisted around the air
I'm looking for words that were so well rehearsed
But I can't find them anywhere

With you there's no easy answer It's true
You change the equation that I add up to
And all of the things that I thought I knew
You turn it around

I'm amazed When push comes to shove
what I'd give to you
Everything
I'm amazed The hallways I wouldn't mind crawling through
And I'd do it for days and days

I'm amazed, I'm amazed
That places your taking me to

Her eyes had been closed for far too long in that song, spirit near poured into that song even as her fingers tightened around the mike as if it was lifeblood, something to keep her head above water because she felt she was near drowning in the frozen presence of a male. It was an unnerving thing to the Huntress to be thrown so off guard by just a presence. A few days imprint of cold touch and intertwined palms, subtle caresses. Through the frame of black lashes did those absinthe depths shine through, the depths of that vibrant color glittering like shining jewels. A subtle smile touched the corner of her lips as she tugged on lip ring with her teeth. It was her only revelation of nervousness and uncertainty for one of the rare times ever in her life. Ariahn watched Theodore before tearing her eyes away to dance and move over the crowd. She didn?t want to read too much into that moment. She didn?t want to give away any ounce of the feelings going on within her, the thoughts running through her head as that song continued. The song was enraptured and seduced, toyed with and caressed with her voice as she sang it again with a heart tortured warmth.


Wait, I thought I had this down
I built all my cages and my hide out
And I covered all my bases
I locked the door, I shut all my windows
But you You creep in like a whisper
I try not to listen, yeah,
but I hear you
I'm not really sure just what it is you do
But do it again

I'm amazed
When push comes to shove what
I'd give to you
Everything

I'm amazed
The walls that I wouldn't mind crashing through
And I'd do it for days and days

I'm amazed, I'm amazed

At all of the things I know you have done
'Cause this time I think we've really won
The tables have turned
Now I'm taking my hat off to you
You said "we'll see"
But darling it's all clear to me
I'm amazed

Her body moved and swayed with the ending vibe and seduction of that melody. A close of eyes as she tilted her head back, letting dusky desert skin to be kissed by the stage light?s warm bathing glow. A new sensation this all was to her, a new revelation that she was only just starting to understand. It was a risk that she wasn?t used to handling or facing. So often that tug on her spirit, and the nature of her own desires, wants, and needs were all but ignored. But not with him? no Theodore had destroyed everything that she was used to. Breaking through those walls she had built up so securely? and that cold of him was just an ice thorn imbedding her heart? and she was starting to realize? she didn?t mind that sensation at all.

The microphone was replaced as the music died. Weaving in shadows like they were a part of her she approached that booth where he had been seated, curve of hip to rest against the booth as she looked to him with a subtle lift of brow and that twist of lips that seemed ever subtly bemused with it?s toying claim of tongue ring in that nervous and newly found habit of tug. Lips parted as if to speak but well for the first time ever? it seemed the Huntress was all together? speechless.

(Poe- Amazed)



Theodore

Date: 2009-05-13 10:12 EST
Her silence both soothed and perturbed him; even though she was not speaking he was aware that her mind was racing. What plagued him was his inability to decipher her thoughts or construe her feelings. He was accustomed to being apprehended by an array of thoughts from anyone and everyone whose minds were left unobstructed, but hers was like static. He was vaguely aware of her contradicting thoughts, but there was no way he realized the depths of his involvement in her sentiments.

The Huntress had entrapped him without even trying, she erupted emotions, desires that had lain dormant for many years now. She smelled delicious. It was like a re-encounter of Pandora?s Box being opened, unleashing a raging inferno within him. Maybe that was just her unbearably decadent heat.

He was the moon and she the sun, and like night and day they revolved around each other. Always touching and seeing, but still opposing in such a way that pulled and bound them together.

She offered him entry, but he still held the door open for her. Always a gentleman, even in the heat. He followed her without any consideration, hesitation or second thoughts; he didn?t think, he did. A mere nod to the bouncer before he shadowed her, cold fingertips still curled around her burning hand.

Murmuring in turn, ?Mm, don?t like the smell of mortal sins?? The lopsided smile was vexing. He didn?t care as much for the scent of the inn than he did for her, honeysuckle with a dash of copper. Topaz gleaned in the dim lighting, sucking in his surroundings and memorizing every thing in its place, every exit for quick escape, and every face in precaution. Old habits died hard.

Sensing her restlessness, he watched her inquisitively, as if he were trying to comprehend her. Instinctively, he squeezed her hand, like he was responding to her desires. A soft sigh escaped his lips as she leaned in, igniting primal urges again as her lips scorched his ear. Wicked smile reserved for her, and he blew a cold kiss of reassurance. ?I intend to.?

He slipped into the booth, angling himself leisurely as well as in a manner that gave him an optimal view of the stage. Theodore couldn?t place why people kept looking at him, but he divulged from their thoughts that at the least, it was atypical of Ariahn to bring men with her. A grin at some of the other thoughts lingering in the masses, but he only touched the corner of his mouth thoughtfully, her prior kiss still smoldering.

Topaz were transfixed on the stage, waiting for her to slink on. He felt hungered by her, and his appetite could be meagerly satisfied by seeing her, though only contented by her presence beside him. Sucking in a breath at the sight of her, so sensual, so feline yet so natural, he was transfixed.

It's amazing to me I can't
Seem to say what I'm doing here
My tongue is all twisted around the air
I'm looking for words that were so well rehearsed
But I can't find them anywhere

With you there's no easy answer It's true
You change the equation that I add up to
And all of the things that I thought I knew
You turn it around

I'm amazed When push comes to shove
what I'd give to you
Everything
I'm amazed The hallways I wouldn't mind crawling through
And I'd do it for days and days

I'm amazed, I'm amazed
That places your taking me to

She had to be an angel, the beautiful sound pouring from her mouth. An unlikely place to find one, but he did. The Huntress looked even more delicious when she closed her eyes: while it closed the doors to her soul, she exposed even more of her than he was sure she intended to. She wasn?t just making the music, she was the music. Heat on a fine summer day, soothing.

Honey locked with poison when they could, and he looked a little flustered just before she turned away. She was static to him, and it was something he was unfamiliar with. But the way she looked at him when she was seeing, was as if she was seeing right through him and into the very core of his soul. He felt exposed, seduced, but that didn?t bother him. It was strangely empowering.

Wait, I thought I had this down
I built all my cages and my hide out
And I covered all my bases
I locked the door, I shut all my windows
But you You creep in like a whisper
I try not to listen, yeah,
but I hear you
I'm not really sure just what it is you do
But do it again

I'm amazed
When push comes to shove what
I'd give to you
Everything

I'm amazed
The walls that I wouldn't mind crashing through
And I'd do it for days and days

I'm amazed, I'm amazed

At all of the things I know you have done
'Cause this time I think we've really won
The tables have turned
Now I'm taking my hat off to you
You said "we'll see"
But darling it's all clear to me
I'm amazed

He devoured every ounce of her he could visually see, hunger for warmth radiating in his eyes. These primal urges, this sudden hunger; both were feelings foreign to him for too many years. He had spent so long to keep them at bay, to control them, and with one tigress all control went out the window. That was unnerving, but oddly exciting. She compensated for his loss of control, she was better. Would it be worth it to bask in the sun freely? Time would tell, maybe she could melt his ice cold heart. She already was.

His breath caught in his throat as he watched her weave toward him. Tiger stripes rolled in the shadows, pushing him to the edge. Sunlight orbs were intent as she slid across from him. She was speechless, he was breathless. "Don't speak," choking on the air between them. He dived across the table to bestow a heavy kiss, cold stone pushing against the heat, fighting to satisfy the hunger as his tongue slipped past parted lips to curl into her mouth for a taste. He needed to feel. His hand moved to the back of her head, fingers curling in what little of her braided hair they could get into.


(Poe- Amazed)

TigerEye Charms

Date: 2009-05-13 13:51 EST


Unexpected with those struggling words in the thick silence between them. The command not to speak. It wouldn't matter she couldn't find the words, wouldn't know what to say when this was nothing like her. Nothing at all like what she was used to.

Tension corded through her as he was leaping over the table, absinthe swift to notice that predator's nature of his own. The growl of approval was stolen from her throat as his lips and mouth sealed over hers and she was taken by that marble cold kiss.

There was no block, no barricade that would have sealed her out of that kiss, the force of the cold against her own forged heat had her giving way as lips,mouth, and tongue claimed his own. A shared seek and search in a hapless nature in vain hopes of discovering answers and understanding. All she knew was this cold... all she knew was her own warmth and the fact she needed more of him the more he was around her.

The Sandpaper and molten velvet of tongue coiled and caressed about his in that blissfully cold kiss...where there was no chill there was heat...smoldering passion that made every fiber of her being to feel alive.

Body pressed to his as her fingers curled in his hair, tugged and tangled. What a display they were making, the rest of eyes on them was near like darts in her flesh. There was a sense and awareness of it but she didn't care. Far too long had she denied this... far too long to have forgotten what it felt like to burn... and now for the cold to wash along her skin in memory of cemetary and stone... there was no denying the draw of him had her captivated and wanting more...

A growl came breathless as she broke that kiss, teeth dragging along his lower lip as nails were tempted to drag and claw along his chest, she resisted the urge as her breath was drawn in. Eyes wild. Tiger exposed in the raw pursuit of a hunt where it had yet to be determined who was the hunted and who the hunter...

"Theodore."

His name was breathed out in embers. Emotion spoke volumes. Said so much in one simple word, something as easy to speak as a name from the Huntress... seemed... significant. There was no turning back from the cold now...

Theodore

Date: 2009-05-15 11:15 EST
He felt like he was sucking the warmth out of her, induldging in warming himself and cooling her down. Searching for nothing he was aware of, but he knew all he felt was the heat. She could melt him and he wouldn't care, she could take him and that'd be alright. His senses were in overdrive, and he was acutely aware of honeysuckle infused with copper pulsing through her veins. Nothing had ever smelled so good and tasted so devine. He could be in heaven within this little hell.

A groan as she broke the passionate kiss, that tug of his lower lip sending a shiver down his spine. Sunlight eyes were alight with mirth and desire, hunger reading on them all the same. His name might be poison on her lips, but it sounded so good coming from her. Still over the table, propped up on one hand, he only pulled back a fraction. Fingertips were still coiled in her hair.

"Ariahn," he whispered in a husky, velvety voice. He sounded so calm, so collected... yet his whole body was in turmoil. a battle between reflexes and what his brain was trying to force them not to do. Topaz watched her, waiting as patiently as he could muster.

TigerEye Charms

Date: 2009-05-15 19:45 EST
Her body raged and warred, fighting between that backlash of want and need, desire and her own hunger. Tongue slipped along her teeth, brushed the point of savage canine of the tiger.

A step back gave breathing room but still all she could sense was him. Feel him. Know him like a frozen cord in her soul. Absinthe depths searched his for answers she was struggling to find.

Laughter came low and embered, a heady sound as fingers prowled through his hair, she was entirely fascinated with the messy tumble of it.

An awareness of his own hunger. Striped fingers curled and clenched in hair, taking all that restraint not to seize him in another devouring kiss.

Oh he could be the death of her and she wouldn't care.

Normally those words would be snarled but towards him they were curious, seeking understanding.

"What is it you want?" From her. From this.

Answers. Like that song she was almost wondering just what all she would give him...if not everything

Theodore

Date: 2009-05-16 02:54 EST
Topaz couldn't show everything he wanted them to, they couldn't portray his current state of being. Theodore chuckled as she toyed with his hair, a soft sigh. It felt good. Normal.. Right?

"I want to know everything about you, inside and out," he replied calmly, casually shrugging his shoulders. He looked impressively serious, watching her. He was making futile attempts to sift through her thoughts, but she only gave him static. This further intrigued him because she wasn't an open book that left everything out on the table. She was going to make him search, explore and prod. A challenge.

While maybe the Hunter should be afraid of the Huntress, it didn't matter anymore. He was in too deep already. Can't let go, can't get out. She's irresistible.

He leaned in again, marble lips up against the warmth of her ear. His breath smelled luscious as it breathed into her ear. "But I think we both know the real question is what do you want from me?"

TigerEye Charms

Date: 2009-05-16 07:08 EST
If she was aware of that searching, that prodding filter through her mind she offered no sign of it. The Huntress would be lying if she didn't admit that she was intrigued by the fact that some of her abilities eluded her when it came to him. Where her senses would usually pull and twist the emotions of others to get a read on them, he eluded her. A mystery.

He was so cold. Cold and unreadable. Ariahn knew there was something about him, something that made him far from human. The rest of it though was a long line of empty answers. Was he toying with her?

Breath caught with his words, to be known inside and out. That in itself could be wicked and evil, to be exposed. A step taken back., a twist of figure to snag a bottle from one of the passing serving girls. A private smile curling her lips at the revelation she'd taken a bottle of whiskey.

Absinthe searched, a narrowed scrutiny to shield emotions that could betray her. So much to be known of her body and soul, heart and mind. Did he even understand what he was asking?

That murmur though had the heat rolling under her skin, desert heat rushed and pooled through her, embers in every fiber of her being, ensnaring that cold.

"Come with me."

This was not the place for answers. Whiskey bottle was clenched in fingers as her teeth and lips grazed his jaw before she drew away. Indifferent to what others might think. Absinthe flicked to her room upstairs. He wanted to know everything about her inside and out?

While the roof would be an obvious place, a sanctuary for her to speak of such things... he wanted to know it all, and the best place to start would be how she dealt with every night, and what she had to deal with.

She moved upstairs with that normal feline sleek stalk and prowl. Door twisted open as she eased inside. Waiting until he was within, she closed the door.

Bemused, a typical evening as those paper thin walls gave evident illiciting sounds of Luna in the other room with her customer. Yes... a typical night indeed.

Fingers smoothed through her hair, loosening the intricate woven braid and design her hair had been forged in. Plucking out bobby pins as she contemplated the answer to his question.

"What do I want from you? I wish I knew... I never have been in this... situation before, or if I have it has been a long time. All I know is that I do wish to know you as you wish to know me... and I don't want you to leave."

Brutally honest, it was the grace of the Huntress that rarely spoke...regarding him through the wary frame of lashes.

Theodore

Date: 2009-05-21 04:19 EST
He was usually successful at being elusive, so that wouldn?t surprise him. Toying? What would he get out of that? He only sought out what sparked something in him, and she did a whole lot more than that. She raged and burned. She was like his drug, and he was addicted at first sight.

Did he know what he was asking? No, he was unaware of the implications. It would satisfy his hunger to know more, for now. Maybe he wanted her exposed, it made people more vulnerable? but that was not his edge tonight. No, it was just for curiosity?s sake.

Theodore watched her with renewed interest, faintly amused by her feline grace. Her command like poison laced honey. Should he go? He did. He was compelled, like he was pulled by an unknown force. Possibly still only curiosity, lingered with desire.

Lids fell half mast as she nipped at his jaw, warmth overcoming cool. Like a lost puppy he followed in her wake, moving through the crowd and up the stairs like a snake in the jungle. Past her and into the room, wide, round topaz taking in the contours of her room. The sounds from the room beside hers did not phase him, and he turned to look at her expectantly when she spoke.

It took a moment for the calm collection of marble to move, to think about what to speak. What was there to say when such brutal honesty stared him in the face? Given that, wasn?t he in the same place as she? He would have to wait for daybreak to expose what of himself he couldn't in the twilight of their eve.

In the blink of an eye he was up against her, marble cold hand caressing her cheek fondly whilst the other was placed firmly on her lower back. His voice was even cool against her face, and smelled like spices. ?I will never leave you,? he whispered. While he was normally a man of few words, he was definitely a man of his word.

TigerEye Charms

Date: 2009-05-21 13:41 EST
Breath exhaled sharply with his promise coated words. Senses flared, awakened in the recognition that he spoke truths. That was one thing she could be certain of.

So close, his touch left a winter kiss upon her skin, she felt that chill sink in through her flesh, melt and meld with that permanent burn she possessed.

Her body moved closer to his. Hips rolling to find that resting fit of body. Close her arms wrapped loosely around him.

There was that precautionary instinct to disregard his words, shrug them off for lies. It was hard though with him to not see it all as truth. The touch, the look in his eyes.

All so new. Growl rumbled against his throat as her nose buried in the hair at the nape of his neck.

"I don't plan on going anywhere."

Addiction. Adoration. Call it what you will. Ariahn no longer cared about the classification, only wanting all that was offered until it was taken away.

Theodore

Date: 2009-05-26 14:43 EST
He closed his eyes as she wound against him, his hand moving back into her hair where his fingers could coil against her head. He felt her growl against his throat, and he exhaled loudly, breath cool against her cheek. Theodore held her close to him, content with breathing in the sweet scent of her hair.

"Good," he purred back, "I don't either."

Nobody could take him away from her. Marble and tiger stripes were melded together in the sweet embrace.

It was natural.
Perhaps a natural addiction.

He felt like he didn't think around her, just acted. It was all from the heart, and he was willing to risk everything.

TigerEye Charms

Date: 2009-05-26 18:08 EST
So new, so unexpected even with him so close the nature of it seemed surreal.

She sniffed along his throat, nuzzled herself into his hair as that growl echoed and resonated against his skin.

There was something bemused about the sound. Ariahn surely was not used to feeling calm. She was a creature of instinct rather then the heart and he had turned that all upside down.

"What are you?"

There were expectations but the marble of him, the coldness of him was delicious. A sweet bliss to be enraptured by.

She didn't wait for answers. Fingers slid down his arm as warm fingers ensnared with his own. Tugged towards the window.

These were her favorite hours when the moon was high and clear and the sky was cloudless and the air was crisp, clean.

The window was brought open and she stepped on to the window ledge. The huntress seemed reckless and wild, a free born spirit of savage intensity at that moment. Grinning in a nature that exposed those brutal canines. Who would have thought after a mere jesting and a bit of coy truth or dare this would be the result.

Fingers curled on to the roof, claws unsheathing for grip as upper body strength was used to pull herself up on to the roof. Preternatural strength was present in every sinewy sinuous limb as they were pulled taut and corded in that lift. On hands and feet she crouched on the rooftop like some newly created gargoyle.

Slanting a grin as she peeked down over the roof, brow arching as she looked down to him even as black gold spilled all around her as a wild river of midas touched sable.

"C'mon. The view is incredible."

She loved it here. This was the reason she stayed at the Crymson Tryst. For this view... and to share that with him... well she'd not give up anything in the world for that moment.

Theodore

Date: 2009-06-01 11:11 EST
He could only murmur softly in her hair, nothing comprehensible. He felt so good, so right, the way she was nestled against him. The moment felt like a fraction of forever, and he could have stayed like that an eternity.

Her question caught him off guard, and he was swept off before he could respond. Her fingertips were burning in their grasp, but he followed behind her willingly.

Her 'reckless and wild, free born spirit of savage intensity' was exactly what he loved about her. He was calm, cool, collected ad well calculated. Maybe opposites do attract. Maybe it's fate or destiny at play. The cosmos. The whole deal.

He chuckled at her impish look, a touch of mirth in his expression. In the blink of an eye, he was out the window and on the rooftop beside her. He sat back on his hind haunches, imitating the gargoyle she donned.

Theodore leaned over to whisper in her ear, "Not nearly as incredible as you." Wasn't he poetic?

He was honored to be beside her, he could tell she didn't bring others up here often. And he had to admit, it was a spectacular view. He glanced out at the view, and sighed softly.

"Do you come out here to think?" He asked, topaz fixated on her absinthe in a harmless, probing way. It was still driving him nuts that she was such a mystery to him.

TigerEye Charms

Date: 2009-06-01 18:54 EST
She watched him as he perched beside her in the gargoyle imitation. Muscles beneath striped flesh rolled and rippled. The tension so apparent. So raw and so exposed she felt in his presence and yet she found she didn't care.

There were things she wanted to tell him, so many things but she didn't know where to begin. Where did she start and where did it come to her looking like a freak in his eyes? Too strange, too wild, too freakishly unnatural?

Her claws dragged into the clutch of shingles she held, absinthe flicking to peripherals as she judged his expression as he went poetic. A brow arching as her lips pinched together. She didn't know if to believe him.

He thought she was incredible? That was a far cry from the things she had heard before of herself.

A grin curled, flashing the vision of brutal canine. A long moment of consideration until he spoke again.

"Yeah, I come here a lot to think. I don't really let people see this place... or see inside of me. Get inside my head things like that. It makes me uneasy."

Absinthe lifted away, touched on stars.

"I think sometimes it's easy to be a body guard or the one that cleans up after the mess others make because it keeps everyone from seeing me. They become so focused on the person I'm protecting or looking for a blemish that might give away the mess they made that I have cleaned up."

Fingers drew along her neck, rubbed at the tension curling at spine as she spoke. Her words embered, so carefully chosen in a restless sort of caution.

"I still do that... it makes it easier to fall into the practice of what I am used to. I think I sing at the club and dance on occasion and help out because it gives the illusion that I'm the center of attention. Truth is, they don't really see me at all. So it's all the same."

Fingers raked through midas touched dark waves as she looked to him. Brow furrowing.

"You're one of the few that ever tried to see me... I don't know what to make of it."

Theodore

Date: 2009-06-01 19:24 EST
He probably wouldn't find her nearly as freakish as she has come to view herself. He comes from a wild world, where all sorts of beings come out at night. Little surprised him anymore.

Theodore looked up at her again, honey meeting poison. "Then you should consider yourself lucky that for whatever reason, I am unable to read your thoughts." His smile hinted teasing, as he added, "If you must know, I'm used to 'seeing inside' others, and you? Well, you are nothing short of a mystery to me. It's enthralling."

He followed her gaze heavenward, another smile touching his lips. his gaze was drawn back to her as she began speaking again. He shook his head, chuckling to himself.

"You amuse me, with your desire to be unseen. And I think your singing is amazing, sensualizing. And I think if someone was looking from the right angle, they would see right into the heart of your soul." His voice was still soft, hardly above a whisper. He spoke truth, though, glancing to her cautiously.

"Maybe it is because of the company you keep," he commented slowly, though a boyish grin crept across marble, "I am glad you changed scenery and met me."

TigerEye Charms

Date: 2009-06-01 19:45 EST
"Yes I suppose that is a blessing that you can't read my thoughts, much like it is a burden that I can't read you."

A light smirk that just revealed how delightfully pleasant and frustrating that was. He was a puzzle to her.

"I would say that you are as equally enthralling to me Theodore."

A murmur the words were heat in her throat. Listening to his words as they seemed to curl around her. Hushed laughter though her sharp features did soften somewhat with the open honesty in his words. How he saw her, what he thought of her voice.

Anyone else to speak those words of being able to see through her and getting a glimpse of her soul and she would have been spooked, but for him it was acceptance. The thought didn't seem so burdensome.

"I don't believe I would mind it so if you were able to see into my soul."

Her voice was equally as hushed as his. Fingertips reached to touch upon that marble jaw as she inched closer to him, curled towards him.

"My scenery? Do you mean the club? I think I have become quite used to it and it is not like there are other options... As for the company I keep... well much of them are mutual friends, Theodore. Save for perhaps T-Ray."

Quirk of lips. Sigh exhaled as Absinthe lingered on his own eyes, searching again as fingers cupped his features.

"I am glad I met you too..."

Theodore

Date: 2009-06-05 10:21 EST
Hopefully she liked puzzles. An impish grin cracked across marble features. "I am pleased to hear that."

Maybe that was because he had already glimpsed a part of her no one else saw... Her.

He chuckled at her words, topaz watching her painstakingly. She wouldn't mind if he could see her soul? That made him smile inwardly, and before he could speak her touch was flush against his skin. A soft, content sigh escaped the caverns of his chest. He was acutely aware of her being snaking nearer.

More chuckling ensued, lids shielding topaz for the briefest of moments. "Both the club, because I probably never would have gone there unless I heard you from outside, singing, and the company you keep.. Instead you came to the Red Dragon Inn and our paths crossed."

He caressed her fingertips, turning his head so that he could place a soft, cool kiss to them. Each time she touched him, her burning touch sent tingles through his body, and he found he was aroused by it more than bothered.

"So tell me, how did you end up here in Rhy'Din?"

TigerEye Charms

Date: 2009-06-05 17:21 EST


"I don't have a choice really when it comes to staying at the Crymson Tryst. I have become used to staying there, and no desire to stay at the Inn permanently as a resident. There's really no other place that came to my mind to stay at our settle down."

Fingers plunged through the dark mane of hair ever marked by it's midas touch of gold. Those absinthe eyes lingered on him as she sucked that lip ring into her mouth, twisting and toying at it with her tongue. It was a physical image of her thought process.

A dry expression was offered to him as a grin curled her lips.

"You planning on being my knight in marble structure and winter chill and wisk me away from a life filled with sin and lust, adultery and desire?"

Those eyes gleamed, near burning with that passion flared hunger as his lips brushed across her fingers. He was one she never expected to cross paths with. A wry grin exposed those brutal canines as she laughed quietly.

"Perhaps you were not looking enough, Theodore. I have been around the Inn many a night. I was around when your boss man returned to Rhy'din."

The mention of Rhy'din and his own inquiry of how she ended up there had her smirking briefly.

"I ran into a gypsy that was enslaved... and helped her out... I came to Rhy'din with her when I found my mother had ended up here as well in search of my father. "

Absinthe eyes flicked briefly away. There was no love lost between her or her parents. A pause, considering.

"Rona and I took up work at the Crymson Tryst back when it was called the Crimson Scarf, we left there for some time when Rona wished me to return to my homelands to find a warrior she had befriended who had disappeared... once that.... journey... had ended. I returned here. It was all I knew, and... I had to look after the gypsy. She was tortured far worse then I when we were captured in the desert."

Tortured. Such an odd word for what they suffered. The gypsy cursed with demon magic, the Huntress to wield death and execution. Forced to destroy those she called friends. Another collar worn, all beyond her control.

There was freedom now.

"Before... I stayed there to watch after her, to assure she stayed safe. Now... I stay here for other reasons. I stay here for you."

Theodore

Date: 2009-06-08 11:27 EST
Thick laughter resonated. "Why not? Can't handle too much of the Inn?" A roguish wink followed.

A brow rose to meet with his hairline as he watched her 'thinking process.' He noticed these things, and found it mildly amusing. Though laughter chorused again at her quirky response.

"Maybe," he responded with a wicked smile, "Though I'm not sure how far away you would escape from sin and lust and desire with me around."

His smile was broad and lingering along the lines of teasing, his own eyes registering the same hungered look. Desire, lust.. Those were both sin, right? But he couldn't picture his feelings for her to be akin to sin. She had to be an angel in the temptress's disguise.

"Or perhaps you retired each night before I arrived? The boss man has been around here much longer than I."

He gave her a perplexed look as she mentioned her parents, but chose not to press the matter. Lips curved upward as he lifted a finger to brush a tendril out of her face. "So you are a knightress in shining armor, yourself. You seem to take care of a lot of people other than yourself."

Theodore leaned forward to place a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead. His lips were probably as cool as her forehead was hot. "You don't have to, you know, stay that is.. but I like that you do." He reared a little so that sunshine and greens could meet, gazing at her adoringly.

TigerEye Charms

Date: 2009-06-08 17:44 EST


"Yes it's a dangerous place to stay. Filled with temptations of men that dare to see your knickers upon a moment of truth or dare." A grin was on her lips with that moment as bemused depths slanted a wink in his direction.

A shake of head as she grinned to him. "Your kind of lust and desire is more appropriate for my tastes then that which was offered in the club, Theodore. It is... a mutual attraction."

An angel in temptress disguise. If only she had known his view of her he'd be so greatly misguided by Ariahn's own opinion of herself.

"Then were are perhaps both destined for greatness together if we both are knights in the other eyes."

A sigh with that touch upon her tendrils of hair, quiet murr of contentment at that chilled kiss upon her warm brow.

"I'll stay as long as you wish me too, Theodore. Forever and a day if necessary."

Words to live by. Words of Truth for him. She curled against him then. Ensnared herself into the claiming hold of his embrace as she closed her eyes. There could be no other feeling but this.

Theodore

Date: 2009-06-10 13:43 EST
His laughter was thick and smokey sounding, though quiet. Topaz twinkled with mirth as a bemused smile curled at her wink. "Cute."

She has no idea how misguided her view of herself is.

"It is Fate, and we are just pawn pieces on its playing field, love."

His gaze was intense at he watched her, arms folding around her as she curled against him. He rested his chin on her head gently, a light squeeze as he closed his eyes in mere content. It was a perfect moment, one of many he assumed. It was Fate indeed, and he couldn't ignore the perfection. Like pieces of a puzzle, they fit perfectly. And for the moment, it was all he knew, was aware of.