Riski watched Destiney for a while before he approached her. He made sure she saw him as he walked up to her and slipped an arm around her waist – one could never be sure if a new friend was the type to lash out when surprised or not. “Come dance with me,” he offered, leading her away from the edge of the room.
As they made their way to the dance floor, one of the other party goers stepped in front of them and held up a hand. “Stop!” When they complied, the petite Au Ra woman grinned brightly and pointed up.
The sprig of green above them looked innocent until one realized what it was. “Everyone who passes through must pay the toll!” a staff member told them cheerfully.
Riski looked down at Destiney and raised his eyebrows. “Well, then I guess we have to,” he said with a half-shrug and a grin. It was a simple matter to pull her close and then dip her like they were already on the dance floor. Rather than kiss her properly, he touched his lips lightly to the tip of her nose.
❄ (For Briar or Mik since Dest would be likely to run into one of them eventually being friends with Bast and Riski. :D)
I totally have you this time you Ixal bastard, Briardian thinks to himself as he waits patiently in the snow for the figure in the nearby distance to step into his trap. The snow falls heavily as Briar peers between the trees, wincing at the bright whiteness of everything. He sees the figure pass by his trap marker and pause. This is it!
Briar quickly pulls on the rope, which springs the trap causing a large, weighted cage to come down from the trees on top of his prey with a scream. Briar stops in his tracks. “Wait, that didn’t sound like an Ixal,” he frowns, his eyes widening as the realization dawns on him. “Aw Shit!” He curses and runs over to where he has a lovely young woman trapped. “I am so sorry!” He quickly apologizes and works on getting her out. “I… thought you were a deer?”
So much for a walk in the snow. Hoping for a bit of peace and quiet in the woods. Last thing she had expected was to walk into a trap. Especially in this section of the woods. She had been so startled she had actually screamed. Now she was standing there with arms crossed, a frown on her face.
The frown slowly disappeared as he apologized. “Duskwight.” It was a simple statement not an insult. She could tell from his appearance as she studied him while he undid the trap. Blue eyes studied him intently. He didn’t seem like a bad person if he was apologizing. Certainly not a bandit if he was releasing her from the trap. A slight smile tugging at her lips. “So you thought I was a deer? While that is sort of.. Flattering. I assure you I am no deer. Destiney Delvanguard.” She offers her hand to him with a warmer smile this time.
What about: Destiney | What about: Lancefer
Destiney
Destiney….. sweet, kind, frustrating Destiney. Dusk likes Destiney a lot. She thinks she’s a good friend and a talented healer. That’s a big part of what frustrates her so much about Destiney. She’s seen flashes of the metal inside Destiney, that strength and fire that impresses her so much but it’s only in flashes. She would see that woman come more to the fore and let the girlish behaviors she’s seen from Dest fall away. She is certain that Destiney has the strength and will to be a great force in the world but she worries that her tendency to run herself down could be her undoing. That all ties into the Leera business as well where she see’s Destiney tying up her sense of self into a Monster that Dusk is certain is going to hurt her in the end.
Lancefer
Lancefer is someone she still doesn’t really know all that well. Though he shares the same first name (or close enough) as her first love Lancifer she has no romantic inclination to the man. Apart from the fact that he apparently heeded her advice she has no other real basis for an opinion on him. Still, he did what she told him to do so that’s a +1 in Dusk’s book.
(from here)
“Ah, I’m not a very good son. My dad was a good man but I never really knew him – he was always off fighting. Then he left one time and never came back.” Riski rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, with a smile to match. “My mother, though-”
He didn’t finish his thought, the words abandoned as he lunged forward. Properly catching someone who’s falling was never a skill Riski was able to refine, but he was able to drag Destiney around so that when they both hit the ground, she landed on top of him instead. “…You okay?” he asked breathlessly, wincing against the rock prodding him insistently in the kidney. “Might be a good idea to watch the ground around here- it’s kinda uneven.”
She had been expected a hard landing on her butt at the very least. Instead she was granted a much softer landing. Even if it was on top of her newest friend. It took his words a few seconds longer then average to register with her brain as she looked at him. Of course Daisy just hovered nearby with her hands over her mouth, laughing at the both of them.
“By the Twelve! I’m so sorry!” She looked at him with wide eyes before moving to get off of him. She held a hand out to him to help him up since it was her fault he was on the ground to begin with. “I’m fine. Thank you. I’ll try to better watch my step. As nice as a pillow landing you made, I’d hate to hurt you too. You are okay yes? I didn’t hurt you by landing on you?”
“I’m all right,” Riski assured her, accepting the offered hand up to his feet. He brushed himself off and grinned. “You’re not that heavy.” He might end up with a bruise or two, but there were far worse potential outcomes. His clothes are dirty, but they were already that before he went rolling around on the ground.
“I guess I’m just a bad influence,” he commented with a chuckle. “Sorry about that. So are you planning to come all the way to Costa with me, or is Wineport the end of the line?” he asked, changing the subject again. “I wasn’t planning on staying there long before heading home, so I don’t want to leave you stranded or anything.”
A slight sigh of relief as he insisted he was alright. The fall might not have been very fall for much damage but she had still felt a bit bad for it. It had been her carelessness after all. “Ah no you are not a bad influence. You should have seen me the one time at Bronze Lake. Trying to escape a friend an falling on my bottom after hitting a patch of water on the wood planks.”
“Leave me stranded?” She smiles warmly at him before shaking her head. “As if I could be left stranded. I promise you I am more resourceful then that.” Her words were more a tease then serious. “I can come with you to Costa. Besides I’m not that overly fond of Wineport. Well for much beyond the wine that is. I do enjoy a nice glass on occasion. Besides Costa is always a nice place to visit.”
(From Here)
Dusk’s expression turned into one of worry when he noticed the Miqo’te losing her balance and was about to make an attempt to catch her when the barely half eaten apple suddenly dropped on his head with a thud after its long fall, distracting him enough to miss Karigan’s fall.
He looked at her in surprise, lightly rubbing the spot on top of his head the fruit had hit him. “You… Meant to hit me with the apple..?” he wondered loudly to her comment, unsure of which event she referred to as he walked over to her.
Going down on one knee he offered a hand to help her up, still with surprise mixed with a bit of confusion on his face. The expression soon faded though as a careful smile appeared in its stead, leaving his question behind to focus on the task at hand and going back to the mission.
“I’ll do better. Not get in trouble!” He reassure the other, ready to try again.
Karigan blinked at him for a moment as he wondered out loud if she meant to hit him with the apple. It took her a moment to process that he had mistaken her comment for the wrong thing. Apparently falling on her backside an then making that comment hadn’t been paired together.
Laughter rang out from her as he knelt before her. It wasn’t that she thought his words of doing better were funny. She was still caught up on the apple hitting him an thinking she had done it on purpose. She gives him a toothy grin as she finally calms down, taking that offered hand to get back to her feet.
“I didn’t mean to hit ya with the apple. That was an accident. Honest.” She brushes the dirt off her shorts once standing once more. “Hows about we both do better an not get in trouble. I mean ya are talking to someone who gets in trouble on a daily basis.” A small grin as she puts her hands on her hips. “Mercenary life ain’t easy. Shall we try again then?”
And if I show you my dark side, will you still hold me tonight?
Pink Floyd, The Final Cut (via music-and-quotes)
Heroic/Villain Attributes Destiney
Heroic Attributes
–Bold traits apply. Italicized traits are situational.
Devoted | Brave | Self-sacrificial | Motivational | Respectful | Persevering | Understanding | Loyal | Courageous | Generous | Active | Open-minded | Non-judgmental | Integrity | Truthful | Supportive | Just | Responsible | Lawful | Reverent | Fearless | Resilient | Patient | Fair | Humble | Forgiving | Protective | Good Hearted | Considerate | Trustworthy | Optimistic | Diplomatic | Faithful | Gallant | Polite | Altruistic | Moral | Inspiring | Compassionate | Kind | Cooperative | Merciful | Dauntless | Tough | Physical Strength | Head-strong | Abstinent | Logical | Amiable | Benevolent | Balanced | Dutiful | Genuine | Helpful | Orderly | Rational | Sympathetic
Truthful: This one is a trait but also has situational circumstances. She is truthful about most everything except her feelings at times. Those she has a tendency to avoid talking about or changing the topic. Trying to not out right lie about it though.
Villainous Attributes
Aggressive | Callous | Cannibal | Careless | Compulsive | Cowardly | Domineering | Envious | Greedy | Hypocritical | Impatient | Impolite | Kidnapper | Lazy | Liar | Lustful | Materialistic | *Murderer | Obsessive | Overcritical | Overemotional | Patronizing | Psychotic | Sarcastic | Self-Indulgent | Serial-killer | Torturer | Touchy | Unclean | Unpredictable | Untidy | Vain | *Vengeful
Murderer: Dest has killed a couple of Imperial Soldiers. With intent to kill for revenge. She does consider herself a murderer. But she won’t/can’t repeat it with any other person. Hence why I marked it with a *. It’s situational yet not.
Vengeful: Dest spent five years nursing a need for vengeance. She got that revenge but damaged herself in the process. Now she tries to keep vengeance to simple things like getting even with someone for a prank. So it’s situational yet not.
Tagged by: @neoma-eltanin (Though I was technically already tagged before. I only got it done on Karigan so far though. So here is Dest!)
Christmas Mistletoe.
Reblog and see who leaves you a kiss in your ask box. 😉
this was an absolute fucking disaster last year let’s do this
Let’s give this a shot. Just because it’s that time of year. Any of my three kids. Let me know if you want me to share it or keep it private. 🙂 (If you don’t specify I’ll use my best judgement.)
I was making a Starlight outfit for Dest. (Which may change depending how the new top looks on her.) An Nate walked up to hug her oocly. Well I missed taking that picture so I hugged him back. XD An It looks like Dest is kissing his cheek or something. So. Cute! Awww.
Spirit of the Warlock 