Salima

An independent Beyblade RP Blog. Salima from vforce. Please message me before sending an ask for a starter if we never RPed together before. No OCs pls. Rated 18+ for nsfw content.

[cybersalima]

"Preposterous. Monsters and magic do not exist but in the minds of superstitious fools." *Tyson and Max shook their heads at the man who continued to shovel his hay. Kai had never minded when Max, Tyson or Ray made their break out of stopping by to make small talk and impart the rumors of the township, but it's been getting a bit old since all he's heard about is the latest sighting of 'the witch of the wood.' Ridiculous.*

Mud dirties well worn leather boots as Salima makes her way towards the nearest village. It is about an hour walk from her modest home, a small cottage on the other side of the lake. Salima rarely goes to town as she much prefers the calm of nature over people's judging gazes and nasty comments. But, today, she heard there'll be more items at the market and she needs to do some shopping before the cold sets in.

[cybersalima]

Salima spends the next two days taking extra care of her new family. Making sure their enclosure is safe, warm and comfortable. Once they are used to it, Salima will let them free roam a bit during the day. With a smile, the thought of keeping a guard dog appears in her mind. One step at the time, she'll become even more self sufficient and her trips to the village will lessen.

After the third day, Salima decides to go and visit the herd of horses the farmer mentioned. It is a long walk, but very rewarding. There, near a lake, there's a herd of wild horses. One of them is Salima's favorite: the grey mare with blue eyes. Their bond grew through the years of Salima observing the horses. Slow, slow, until the stallion protecting them tolerated her. Relief hits her as she counts all the horses, everyone is here. Safe.

[kaihiwatari777]

*Salima's day of relaxation with the herd doesn't last very long. After a long but nice and calming ride through the forest Kai finds what he'd been looking for - the herd has chosen a spot close to the lake, like he figured. After all, all living things need access to water. Kai's mare is quiet, and bomb-proof as they near the perimeter of the stallion's territory. Kai keeps his eyes on the prize - the dark leader of the herd. Slowing his mare with a soft click of his tongue Kai dismounts and hooks her reins on a nearby branch so she can graze while he watches.*

[cybersalima]

Salima finds peace here, in nature, and near to the animals. She lets her hands carefully move over her mare as she checks for injuries or discomfort, hand stilling to scratch a spot where the horse can't reach herself. A laugh leaves her as the mare leans more against her in a silent way to ask for more. Salima doesn't notice they're watched.

[garland-apollon]

ARRANGED

[ ARRANGED ] muses are in an arranged marriage and now have to consummate the union

Garland paced around the bedroom. This is the honeymoon suite, his honeymoon suite. Soon to be the one he shares with his wife. A wife he never wanted but forced to marry. And when she enters the room, they have to consummate said marriage. It's all too much. Knowing his bride never wanted this also. Forced into this just as much as he was. Garland sighs heavily, shoulders slumping only slightly until the door is loudly opened, forcing him to stand up straight and be ready for what comes next.

[garland-apollon]

Salima makes a 'hm ~' sound at Garland's reply. His words are honest, staying fit isn't only something he does to look good. She hasn't had the chance to see him train, but there is gossip about him knowing his stuff. Soon, she will be under his protection as well as his bride. "Judging by your mother's expression today, you are well liked and are very much loved." Sadly, Salima is aware of his many siblings and what being the youngest means. To her, he did shine most of all. "You fight to protect, then?"

Garland smiles at that. Salima understands him more than he expects. "I do." He reaches out and takes Salima's hands in his own. "And I now protect you. You and your family." All under his Kingdom's care. And any children that come from this union, he will protect too, but Garland doesn't say that out loud. "Will you join me on the bed?"

[cybersalima]

Salima's eyes are warm and admiring, but nerves can be seen there as Garland changes the topic. Bed. Right. "Yes." Salima's voice is more stable than she dared to hope it'd be. She'll have to be brave and trust this man, let him have her. Her eyes moves down his body in a not so innocent way. As she can explore him, and a man for the first time.

[cybersalima]

“Drink from me. And live forever.”

The world is getting blurry. Body cold, and heavy. Lips that were pretty peach is now blood red, and skin growing sickly pale as more and more of blood leaves the wound in her side. At her side sits Boris. A man Salima had casually been meeting up with for a few months. Ruggedly handsome, and a bit dangerous, that was how she saw him. Salima never expected being seen around him would lead to her getting stabbed. “What do you.. ?” Salima´s mind is having a hard time understanding him. Fear is growing in her. She must be dying. “Boris… I.. it´s.. getting hard to.. ”

[stro-blitz]

Salima makes an amused sound. But there, with messy hair and a smirk on his lips, he is. At least to her. “You might have to get used to it.” She has a lightness to her voice. As things are normal. They’re just people growing closer. “So..” she hugs her knees. “Are we leaving soon? How long do we dare to prepare…?”

Boris laughs lightly. “Guess I will.” Such a funny thing for someone to call him, but he can’t complain. It’s quite nice having someone feel that close to him to be able to say it. “Hm.” Boris sighs as he thinks that over. He’d really not like to abandon his home, but it will be needed. “We can pack up what we really wouldn’t want to lose.” And then plan their route back to Kai’s home. “I have an idea on how to travel that is safest. We’ll catch a train to a halfway point, stay there for the day somewhere, and then leave when it’s dark for the rest of the journey.” Food might be an issue with Salima, but Boris is sure she’ll be fine.

[cybersalima]

The old, human, version of Salima would feel worse about her situation making Boris make these changes, but right now, they're in this together. He made her a vampire, she would follow him. "I've very little to bring, but I want you to take your time. You're leaving a lot behind." Starting a new life, will be a challenge. But a part of her is excited.

[garland-apollon]

ARRANGED

[ ARRANGED ] muses are in an arranged marriage and now have to consummate the union

Garland paced around the bedroom. This is the honeymoon suite, his honeymoon suite. Soon to be the one he shares with his wife. A wife he never wanted but forced to marry. And when she enters the room, they have to consummate said marriage. It's all too much. Knowing his bride never wanted this also. Forced into this just as much as he was. Garland sighs heavily, shoulders slumping only slightly until the door is loudly opened, forcing him to stand up straight and be ready for what comes next.

[garland-apollon]

Salima lets out a nervous chuckle, but her eyes doesn't leave him. Garland is gorgeous, fit and tanned. "You... clearly work out." Salima says in an appreciative tone.

Garland can't help but laugh lightly. So worked up in the idea she'd hate him, hearing Salima say otherwise melts away his anxiety. "I am a Prince. I need to keep fit so I can protect those I love."

[cybersalima]

Salima makes a 'hm ~' sound at Garland's reply. His words are honest, staying fit isn't only something he does to look good. She hasn't had the chance to see him train, but there is gossip about him knowing his stuff. Soon, she will be under his protection as well as his bride. "Judging by your mother's expression today, you are well liked and are very much loved." Sadly, Salima is aware of his many siblings and what being the youngest means. To her, he did shine most of all. "You fight to protect, then?"

[cybersalima]

“Drink from me. And live forever.”

The world is getting blurry. Body cold, and heavy. Lips that were pretty peach is now blood red, and skin growing sickly pale as more and more of blood leaves the wound in her side. At her side sits Boris. A man Salima had casually been meeting up with for a few months. Ruggedly handsome, and a bit dangerous, that was how she saw him. Salima never expected being seen around him would lead to her getting stabbed. “What do you.. ?” Salima´s mind is having a hard time understanding him. Fear is growing in her. She must be dying. “Boris… I.. it´s.. getting hard to.. ”

[stro-blitz]

Salima tries her best to hold in her laughter, she settles with grinning. “Cute.” Salima feels better now, after a good meal and long rest. Her body isn’t aching. She feels… strong.

—-

Boris stretches before slowly moving to sit up. They do need to get up and figure out the best way out of this city. Boris knows there are late night trains or buses. Both are good options. They just have to avoid Garland and his. “I’ve never had anyone call me cute before.” He smirks down at Salima.

[cybersalima]

Salima makes an amused sound. But there, with messy hair and a smirk on his lips, he is. At least to her. "You might have to get used to it." She has a lightness to her voice. As things are normal. They're just people growing closer. "So.." she hugs her knees. "Are we leaving soon? How long do we dare to prepare...?"

[cybersalima]

"Preposterous. Monsters and magic do not exist but in the minds of superstitious fools." *Tyson and Max shook their heads at the man who continued to shovel his hay. Kai had never minded when Max, Tyson or Ray made their break out of stopping by to make small talk and impart the rumors of the township, but it's been getting a bit old since all he's heard about is the latest sighting of 'the witch of the wood.' Ridiculous.*

Mud dirties well worn leather boots as Salima makes her way towards the nearest village. It is about an hour walk from her modest home, a small cottage on the other side of the lake. Salima rarely goes to town as she much prefers the calm of nature over people's judging gazes and nasty comments. But, today, she heard there'll be more items at the market and she needs to do some shopping before the cold sets in.

[cybersalima]

Salima spends the next two days taking extra care of her new family. Making sure their enclosure is safe, warm and comfortable. Once they are used to it, Salima will let them free roam a bit during the day. With a smile, the thought of keeping a guard dog appears in her mind. One step at the time, she'll become even more self sufficient and her trips to the village will lessen.

After the third day, Salima decides to go and visit the herd of horses the farmer mentioned. It is a long walk, but very rewarding. There, near a lake, there's a herd of wild horses. One of them is Salima's favorite: the grey mare with blue eyes. Their bond grew through the years of Salima observing the horses. Slow, slow, until the stallion protecting them tolerated her. Relief hits her as she counts all the horses, everyone is here. Safe.

[cybersalima]

Happy Birthday, Salima! <3

Thank you! One year older, hopefully, wiser!

[cybersalima]

"Preposterous. Monsters and magic do not exist but in the minds of superstitious fools." *Tyson and Max shook their heads at the man who continued to shovel his hay. Kai had never minded when Max, Tyson or Ray made their break out of stopping by to make small talk and impart the rumors of the township, but it's been getting a bit old since all he's heard about is the latest sighting of 'the witch of the wood.' Ridiculous.*

Mud dirties well worn leather boots as Salima makes her way towards the nearest village. It is about an hour walk from her modest home, a small cottage on the other side of the lake. Salima rarely goes to town as she much prefers the calm of nature over people's judging gazes and nasty comments. But, today, she heard there'll be more items at the market and she needs to do some shopping before the cold sets in.

[cybersalima]

Salima makes a small 'hm..' sound as Kai talks about the stallion. This farmer has an good eye. The horse is very important to Salima, as it took very long to gain his trust. Trust enough to visit his herd, and bond with one of the mares under his care. "This horse would indeed have nice foals..." and that is Salima's true opinion. She's just not very sure she will be welcomed by the herd. "Be careful." Salima says, as she trusts the stallion to decide. If the farmer hurts the herd.. she might needs to become a true witch. "This is my stop. Thank you for the lift."

[kaihiwatari777]

*Salima doesn't seem to have much to say on the topic - Kai almost wonders if he hadn't said something that displeases her, until she continues to mention the stallion.* "You've seen him?" *As per her request Kai gently woahs his horse who shakes her mane a bit in relief, lowers her head for a chance to nip grass from the side of the path.* "How close are you to their range?" *It has Kai wondering again just where Salima lives out here in these deep, dark woods. It's a ways of a trip for him to go visit the herd on the other side.*

[cybersalima]

Salima blinks a bit at Kai's questions, but her expression stays pretty distant as she thinks over her answer. "His herd comes and goes over the seasons, looking for greener grass. They're not far, at least for a month or two." Salima gives the farmer a bit of a smile. "Don't want uninvited guests, so I will say no more. I will take care of these hens. Good bye." Because this is goos bye, isn't it.

[kaihiwatari777]

*Kai has always been able to read the subtle inflections in peoples' voices - knows when enough is enough and when too far is too far. Salima's gotten quieter and she wasn't exactly a standard village chatterbox before. Kai's upset her in some small way and he feels more assured of that when she takes pains to keep her home private. He can respect that.* "Very well." *Kai climbs down from his wagon so that Salima can. They're the only settlement within miles, so it's safe to assume that this may not be their final goodbye. Something Kai isn't upset about.* "Goodbye."

[cybersalima]

Salima tries to act normal when saying good bye to the farmer, but she feels anxious. That herd of horses has been 'her' secret for years now, and she can't help but worry. The farmer is gentle to his animals, but... Her new friends make some noise in their cages and Salima knows she has to focus on them for now. Let them settle into their new home. Her walk home begins.

[cybersalima]

“Drink from me. And live forever.”

The world is getting blurry. Body cold, and heavy. Lips that were pretty peach is now blood red, and skin growing sickly pale as more and more of blood leaves the wound in her side. At her side sits Boris. A man Salima had casually been meeting up with for a few months. Ruggedly handsome, and a bit dangerous, that was how she saw him. Salima never expected being seen around him would lead to her getting stabbed. “What do you.. ?” Salima´s mind is having a hard time understanding him. Fear is growing in her. She must be dying. “Boris… I.. it´s.. getting hard to.. ”

[stro-blitz]

“It’s rising.” She has laughter in her voice, admiring Boris’ sleepy face. “Yes, it was very comfy.” Her energy is light, no anxiety there. Like a curious, new vampire. “Are you always this grumpy in the morn– … at sunset?”

—

“I’m not grumpy.” Boris hoped he sounded convincing but his voice sounds ever so slightly grumpy. He blames the fact he just woke up. He never was one to like an early start, even back when he was mortal.

[cybersalima]

Salima tries her best to hold in her laughter, she settles with grinning. "Cute." Salima feels better now, after a good meal and long rest. Her body isn't aching. She feels... strong.

[garland-apollon]

ARRANGED

[ ARRANGED ] muses are in an arranged marriage and now have to consummate the union

Garland paced around the bedroom. This is the honeymoon suite, his honeymoon suite. Soon to be the one he shares with his wife. A wife he never wanted but forced to marry. And when she enters the room, they have to consummate said marriage. It's all too much. Knowing his bride never wanted this also. Forced into this just as much as he was. Garland sighs heavily, shoulders slumping only slightly until the door is loudly opened, forcing him to stand up straight and be ready for what comes next.

[garland-apollon]

Salima can't hide how her eyes follow Garland's hands as he starts to undress. Her heart is beating fast, she can feel her pulse in her throat. She hasn't seen many people naked. Very few, and not like this. The thought has her growing warmer.

---

Garland keeps his eyes down as he works his shirt open. The more skin he begins to show, the redder his face seems to grow. But he doesn't stop. Even pulling the shirt off himself and tossing it aside. Only then does he glance up at Salima, and notes she has been so obviously eyeing him up as he stripped.

[cybersalima]

Salima lets out a nervous chuckle, but her eyes doesn't leave him. Garland is gorgeous, fit and tanned. "You... clearly work out." Salima says in an appreciative tone.

[garland-apollon]

ARRANGED

[ ARRANGED ] muses are in an arranged marriage and now have to consummate the union

Garland paced around the bedroom. This is the honeymoon suite, his honeymoon suite. Soon to be the one he shares with his wife. A wife he never wanted but forced to marry. And when she enters the room, they have to consummate said marriage. It's all too much. Knowing his bride never wanted this also. Forced into this just as much as he was. Garland sighs heavily, shoulders slumping only slightly until the door is loudly opened, forcing him to stand up straight and be ready for what comes next.

[garland-apollon]

Salima can feel how a hot flush moves from her chest up her cheeks. She forces herself to meet Garland´s eyes. Oh, he´s handsome. A unfamilar tingling feeling deep in her grows stronger. His voice is... Salima swallows. "Yes... I want to see you." Boldness returns slowly. "You´ve way too many layers on right now."

---

Garland chuckles. "Then, My Lady, I shall remove them for you." It's easier to play this game. Helps Garland not fall into that embarrassment of their situation. He wants her, but this is all so new. The want to impress and have her love him grows. Releasing her hand, he begins to work on the many buttons of his fine shirt. Slowly popping them open.

[cybersalima]

Salima can't hide how her eyes follow Garland's hands as he starts to undress. Her heart is beating fast, she can feel her pulse in her throat. She hasn't seen many people naked. Very few, and not like this. The thought has her growing warmer.

[cybersalima]

“Drink from me. And live forever.”

The world is getting blurry. Body cold, and heavy. Lips that were pretty peach is now blood red, and skin growing sickly pale as more and more of blood leaves the wound in her side. At her side sits Boris. A man Salima had casually been meeting up with for a few months. Ruggedly handsome, and a bit dangerous, that was how she saw him. Salima never expected being seen around him would lead to her getting stabbed. “What do you.. ?” Salima´s mind is having a hard time understanding him. Fear is growing in her. She must be dying. “Boris… I.. it´s.. getting hard to.. ”

[stro-blitz]

Salima can´t help but chuckle at that, seems like he´s too ticklish for that kind of touch. A small oof sound leaves her as she´s hugged close. Noted. She wakes up at sunset, Boris wants more time. How cute. Maybe this is why they always met so late when she was still a human. Salima remembers how the way Boris had declined her invites for lunch was making her a bit sad before. Always met out late. He didn´t have much of a choice.

—

Boris grumbles lightly. “The sun down yet?” He’d be able to tell if he was more awake, but having Salima in bed with him is far too nice. He doesn’t want to move. Even if deep down he knows they should. They have to leave after all. “Mm… Did you sleep well?”

[cybersalima]

"It's rising." She has laughter in her voice, admiring Boris' sleepy face. "Yes, it was very comfy." Her energy is light, no anxiety there. Like a curious, new vampire. "Are you always this grumpy in the morn-- ... at sunset?"

[garland-apollon]

ARRANGED

[ ARRANGED ] muses are in an arranged marriage and now have to consummate the union

Garland paced around the bedroom. This is the honeymoon suite, his honeymoon suite. Soon to be the one he shares with his wife. A wife he never wanted but forced to marry. And when she enters the room, they have to consummate said marriage. It's all too much. Knowing his bride never wanted this also. Forced into this just as much as he was. Garland sighs heavily, shoulders slumping only slightly until the door is loudly opened, forcing him to stand up straight and be ready for what comes next.

[garland-apollon]

Garland's hand feels comforting. Like they're in this together. Salima takes it, her smile grows more confident. Her free hand moves up his side, slowly pushing at that nice robe he has on. It's time she got to see a bit of him too. "Thanks, I want to see you too."

---

Garland helps her out of the pooled dress, his smile growing more amused as she reaches to undress him. Only fair. He lets her hand go only so the robe can hit the floor. Taking it again and gently tugging her close. "Do you now?" He says teasingly.

[cybersalima]

Salima can feel how a hot flush moves from her chest up her cheeks. She forces herself to meet Garland´s eyes. Oh, he´s handsome. A unfamilar tingling feeling deep in her grows stronger. His voice is... Salima swallows. "Yes... I want to see you." Boldness returns slowly. "You´ve way too many layers on right now."

[cybersalima]

“Drink from me. And live forever.”

The world is getting blurry. Body cold, and heavy. Lips that were pretty peach is now blood red, and skin growing sickly pale as more and more of blood leaves the wound in her side. At her side sits Boris. A man Salima had casually been meeting up with for a few months. Ruggedly handsome, and a bit dangerous, that was how she saw him. Salima never expected being seen around him would lead to her getting stabbed. “What do you.. ?” Salima´s mind is having a hard time understanding him. Fear is growing in her. She must be dying. “Boris… I.. it´s.. getting hard to.. ”

[stro-blitz]

Salima wakes up once the sun starts to set over the horizon. She feels groggy, but very comfortable. As her eyes adjust she lets her fingers gently move over Boris’ back. He was there all along.

—

It takes Boris a moment to stir. The soft touches tickling him just enough he arches away from it. Grumbles a light ‘stooop’. Like a bratty teenager not wanting to wake up. “Hmm?” He hugs Salima close, refusing to wake up just yet.

[cybersalima]

Salima can´t help but chuckle at that, seems like he´s too ticklish for that kind of touch. A small oof sound leaves her as she´s hugged close. Noted. She wakes up at sunset, Boris wants more time. How cute. Maybe this is why they always met so late when she was still a human. Salima remembers how the way Boris had declined her invites for lunch was making her a bit sad before. Always met out late. He didn´t have much of a choice.

[cybersalima]

“Drink from me. And live forever.”

The world is getting blurry. Body cold, and heavy. Lips that were pretty peach is now blood red, and skin growing sickly pale as more and more of blood leaves the wound in her side. At her side sits Boris. A man Salima had casually been meeting up with for a few months. Ruggedly handsome, and a bit dangerous, that was how she saw him. Salima never expected being seen around him would lead to her getting stabbed. “What do you.. ?” Salima´s mind is having a hard time understanding him. Fear is growing in her. She must be dying. “Boris… I.. it´s.. getting hard to.. ”

[stro-blitz]

It’s so easy for Salima to wrap herself around Boris in a snuggle. Like this, she doesn’t feel as cold. Not as different as before. Sleep takes her quickly.

—

It takes Boris a little longer to fall asleep. Lips pressed to Salima’s hairline as he thinks of what they need to do tomorrow. He hates having to run but it’s needed. He’s not kept up with the troubles between Kai and Brooklyn. It might have escalated in the past few days and he can’t risk Salima being hurt in the crossfire. She needs to be safe. With only that thought in mind, Boris finally falls asleep. Hugging Salima close.

[cybersalima]

Salima wakes up once the sun starts to set over the horizon. She feels groggy, but very comfortable. As her eyes adjust she lets her fingers gently move over Boris' back. He was there all along.

[garland-apollon]

ARRANGED

[ ARRANGED ] muses are in an arranged marriage and now have to consummate the union

Garland paced around the bedroom. This is the honeymoon suite, his honeymoon suite. Soon to be the one he shares with his wife. A wife he never wanted but forced to marry. And when she enters the room, they have to consummate said marriage. It's all too much. Knowing his bride never wanted this also. Forced into this just as much as he was. Garland sighs heavily, shoulders slumping only slightly until the door is loudly opened, forcing him to stand up straight and be ready for what comes next.

[garland-apollon]

Salima lets the dress fall down her legs, and she takes one careful step out of it. Nerves make it hard to control her body, but she's able to give Garland a small smile. White undergarments look nice against her tanned skin, making her modest sized chest look inviting.

---

Garland takes the sight of Salima in. His wife. His Salima. It's a foreign concept to consider, still so new in his head. His wife. His just as he is her's. Eyes flickering to her face, he returns that small smile. They are both a little embarrassed, which makes this all the easier. Embarrassed but eager to learn. Stepping around the dress pooled on the floor, he takes her hand. "You look beautiful."

[cybersalima]

Garland's hand feels comforting. Like they're in this together. Salima takes it, her smile grows more confident. Her free hand moves up his side, slowly pushing at that nice robe he has on. It's time she got to see a bit of him too. "Thanks, I want to see you too."

[cybersalima]

"Preposterous. Monsters and magic do not exist but in the minds of superstitious fools." *Tyson and Max shook their heads at the man who continued to shovel his hay. Kai had never minded when Max, Tyson or Ray made their break out of stopping by to make small talk and impart the rumors of the township, but it's been getting a bit old since all he's heard about is the latest sighting of 'the witch of the wood.' Ridiculous.*

Mud dirties well worn leather boots as Salima makes her way towards the nearest village. It is about an hour walk from her modest home, a small cottage on the other side of the lake. Salima rarely goes to town as she much prefers the calm of nature over people's judging gazes and nasty comments. But, today, she heard there'll be more items at the market and she needs to do some shopping before the cold sets in.

[cybersalima]

Salima makes a small 'hm..' sound as Kai talks about the stallion. This farmer has an good eye. The horse is very important to Salima, as it took very long to gain his trust. Trust enough to visit his herd, and bond with one of the mares under his care. "This horse would indeed have nice foals..." and that is Salima's true opinion. She's just not very sure she will be welcomed by the herd. "Be careful." Salima says, as she trusts the stallion to decide. If the farmer hurts the herd.. she might needs to become a true witch. "This is my stop. Thank you for the lift."

[kaihiwatari777]

*Salima doesn't seem to have much to say on the topic - Kai almost wonders if he hadn't said something that displeases her, until she continues to mention the stallion.* "You've seen him?" *As per her request Kai gently woahs his horse who shakes her mane a bit in relief, lowers her head for a chance to nip grass from the side of the path.* "How close are you to their range?" *It has Kai wondering again just where Salima lives out here in these deep, dark woods. It's a ways of a trip for him to go visit the herd on the other side.*

[cybersalima]

Salima blinks a bit at Kai's questions, but her expression stays pretty distant as she thinks over her answer. "His herd comes and goes over the seasons, looking for greener grass. They're not far, at least for a month or two." Salima gives the farmer a bit of a smile. "Don't want uninvited guests, so I will say no more. I will take care of these hens. Good bye." Because this is goos bye, isn't it.