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The glass was drained, and using one hand she drew herself up enough to reach out and set it down, deliberately on the table. She needed no more. It had again gone straight to her head, loosening her tongue even further, she was sure of it. When she looked to Ezekiel a slow blink was her initial reaction as to being asked to take such an oath. She had offered, after all, and meant it. "I will bind myself with magic, to ensure your safety." Slowly sinking down so that her chin rested on folded arms. "Much as every parent, from time immemorial, a child grows, and moves on to live thier own life. She is doing so, with her ...with Geralt. Ciri knows where I am, and will visit me when possible. I ...doubt she will do so often, if at all. She is still upset with Geralt, and his choice. Seeing the two of us, together reminds her of such, how it had been... and how she feels, it should have been." At the short, but intensive list of things she could learn, a smile formed. Wane, but it was there all the same. "I appear to have enough time on my hands, to learn anything you wish to teach me. I am unsure how well I could do in such respects as law, or rhetoric ...but I am willing to try. I have no doubts you could teach me much more besides." Brows rose fractionally at such an ...open proposition. "I was led to believe Vampires consider copulating with humans as beneath them. Detlaff being far beyond the norm in that respect but I understand why. Had she been like myself.. she would have been his perfect match. I was saddened, to hear such. I know that female vampires are few and far between. If only that could change." Oddly she sounded longing in such a statement, but as to why, she gave no clue. Reaching out fingers motioned in silence, for another slice of fruit. "Is it that different, from any other man? For I do find you attractive, I will not lie.." He could hear her teeth click, as she made a point to stop anything else she had to say. "I think it's best I keep my thoughts behind my teeth at this point. The last thing I wish to do, is inadvertently offend you or worse be tossed into the streets for acting like a typical harlot."
When her fingertips touched the pear, it was also just to the point that they touched his own. But only just. Far less than would usually be desired, from a beautiful woman. Eyes never wavered, not for an instant as the juicy fruit was brought to her lips, suckling on it for a long moment. Just listening. With far greater intent, than a woman who should be damn near 2 sheets into the wind. When he moved away, her eyes followed. Again, those violet orbs intent and strong enough that he could feel such, moving up from his feet, over his arse and up the line of his spine. And when he turned, they met his gaze before boldly going down his front. Lips parted only just, tongue capturing a drop, bring it back into her mouth before another bite was taken. Slow, deep deliberate breaths eyes straying nowhere except on those dark green eyes. "Those rules no longer apply to me. I am alone." Stated bluntly, yet in a softly spoken voice that beget volumes of information. She had walked away, from it all. The Lodge, her friends... everyone. Finally, to the glass her gaze strayed moving her head back, as she clearly did not need it so close, to notice its presence. Taking hold of it, it was cradled at the base within her palm, but otherwise ignored. "He holds no ties to me now, by his choice. If you wish, I will make an oath to keep any secrets you might tell." Deadpan, there was no emotion at all as to how she felt about Geralt. Wrong, so very wrong on countless levels and yet... there it was. The songs, the ballads, the stories. They held nothing for her now except pain, bitterness and above all betrayal. "Why am I here?" Taking the wine closer she took in its scent, staring into the ruby depths as though trying to glean her future. "I wish to learn. And in that try to give more reason, more purpose to my life. Something you above all should appreciate. A student, eager to learn, wanting a better life."
Eskel ;)
How interested they are in having sex with them: You have no idea how much. How much they would pay (or have to be paid) to have sex with them: No amount of coin is too much to pay for Eskel. If they would rather bottom or top them: Bottom How good they think they would be: Perfect If they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them: All three and 100 more I can think of. If they’d fuck, have sex, or make love: Yes depending on our mood. If they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick: Olgierd If they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen: Please?
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How interested they are in having sex with them: Oh very, very much so. How much they would pay (or have to be paid) to have sex with them: Oh, most certainly no charge. If they would rather bottom or top them: Bottom How good they think they would be: Exquisite! If they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them: All 3! If they’d fuck, have sex, or make love: Oh, all three for sure. If they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick: Detlaff If they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen: All he has to do, is ask.
[NSFW] put a name in my inbox and my muse will answer:
How interested they are in having sex with them: How much they would pay (or have to be paid) to have sex with them: If they would rather bottom or top them: How good they think they would be: If they’d prefer kitchen counter, wall, or shower sex with them: If they’d fuck, have sex, or make love: If they were going to make it a threesome, the third person they’d pick: If they think there’s ever a possibility that it would happen:
Curiosity got the better of me, so I did a quick and dirty trace of Eskel with a beard… hmmmm, I’m liking beardy Eskel.
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One leg crossed over the other to brace herself, keeping her body in place. Her head turned then, to observe Ezekiel in this relaxed pose teeth dragging ever so slowly over her bottom lip. An interesting sensation. Then again, in this state most everything fascinated her. And loosened her tongue. "Intelligent, and perceptive. A deadly combination."
For a moment her arm moved, to get a hold of a glass only to abort the motion before it could even be carried out. Damn. Well that settled that, really. And just when she was getting to be in a rather decent mood. Juice certainly wasn't what she had in mind, not this night, and certainly not after what she'd been through. A few bottles in fact, of a few expensive bottle of alcohol sounded like a damn fine idea, indeed. If only this man, rogue, same thing could just be kind enough to let her imbibe until she forgot her own name.
"I'm sure you do." Spoken softly, a gentle nod of her head. Quite agreeable, all things considered, outright gregarious, considering who it was. "I've said too much about the topic already, truth be told. I'd rather keep it in the past, where it belongs. That is, if you feel I am being rude then... well." A lift of one shoulder, nonchalant, yet oddly accommodating.
Turning her gaze to meet his, eyes widened. She hadn't expected him, to be that close. Especially given her current state. Yet she didn't ask that he move eyes straying instead to the fruit, staying there as it was far safer. It mattered not, he was a vampire. No, the man disconcerted her, and she wasn't entirely sure she liked it or not. No, it was best she didn't like it. Especially now.
"No. I didn't know." Straightforward, this one, thats for sure. Somewhat distressed that he'd even consider her thoughtless words, true, to be malicious. But ...then again it wouldn't be the first time that happened. Her reaction to his thoughts on her sexual desires, garnered an action no one would expect. She flushed, skin dark while turning her head away. "Please. Don't." Softly spoken but oh the raw pain was there for any and all to hear. Something she truly, wished had no part of her past, anymore and most certainly was not of her future. "That was another's life. Not mine."
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'How ravishing she is, he thought. Everything about her is ravishing. And menacing. Those colors of hers; that contrast of black and white. Beauty and menace. Her raven-black, natural curls. Her cheekbones, pronounced, emphasizing a wrinkle, which her smile – if she deigned to smile – created beside her mouth, wonderfully narrow and pale beneath her lipstick. Her eyebrows, wonderfully irregular, when she washed off the kohl that outlined them during the day. Her delicate hands, wonderfully nervous, restless and adroit. Ravishing. ' - pg. 110, Sword of Destiny
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Eyes once a bright, clear violet were a deep, dark amethyst. Deep dark pools that withheld any thought and most all emotion. Any and all rumours, especially those things that Regis might have relayed appeared to be false, or something happened that changed her. While not catastrophic, her heart and soul would not be coaxed forward, now. Closed, now her body submerged momentarily, to wet her hair fingers idly scritching at a patch at the base of her neck. At this rate she'd remain in this pool of water until she'd washed herself thoroughly, at least twice. Maybe then she would feel clean. Doubtful but she'd still try.
Finding herself full of round, bright red berries brows creased, fingertips idly toying with one, the pout unconsciously given at being refused anything could truly be considered a weapon in and of itself. Instead of any verbal protest however, only a faint huff was given in its wake. She truly didn't feel like arguing over the fact that it didn't matter either way. She'd heal. Another scar. Joy. Rapture. However this was interesting indeed, these items in her hand. Dipping her hand into the water, observing the droplets of water, although she didn't actually eat one, as yet. Why? Well, the answer was simple, really. She'd never had one before. Strange yes, however it was true nuntheless.
When her head turned towards Ezekiel glazed eye held his own, without challenge, taking a moment to process his question. The laughter, was soft, so incredibly sardonic. Back set against the edge of the tub her head rested easily against the edge letting the berries float. She'd get them later, if she could remember them. "He should have warned me that you were more handsome then Geralt, but just like him." Some voice in her head, raged at speaking such aloud, yet there was no point in denying it. She didn't think a man could even exist, matter of fact, and if she'd been fully healed, and sober she'd have no doubt avoided the man like the plague. "Damn you Regis, anyway, for sending me to a rogue vampire, to make me forget." Words murmured to herself, eyes unfocused. Oh, she was awake alright, not lost in thought for sure more so plotting revenge against someone she thought a dear friend. Knowing just how Regis' mind worked he was probably trying to get her to forget everything, her past really and try to actually live again.
Hah. Like that was likely. This man, this -vampire- was more than likely to toss her off the nearest balcony railing before he'd consider her an outsider, a freak and far lesser than he. Which she was, no doubt about that, for sure. As her head turned to face his own, her eyes then narrowed. "Orange. Pear. Something else." Then for the first time she actually stopped, to stare. From head to toe there was an intensity that few women could ever dream of, bold as a man they strayed from head to toe holding nothing back as she appreciated openly everything she could see. The exhalation through her nose held a faint growl to it, before reaching out to take the soap. "And food. A beautiful man to feed me, to make me forget, and feed a hunger that has never, not truly, been appeased."
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Today isn’t your day, is it? Yeah, fuck that – kill him with your bare hands if you have to. I killed a rat this morning with my breakfast fork. Have you ever been to hell? Not many of my likeness are left. Wizards are all the same: you talk nonsense while making all wise and meaningful faces. Pretty balads hide bastard truths. You will rule this land someday. I talk to my horse. Your service has been an honour to us all. I haven’t spoken to anyone in three days. I love the way you just sit in the corner and brood. Need a hand? I’ve got two! I won’t be but a silent back-up. Chaos is the most dangerous thing in this world. Listen closely, your survival depends on it. Did your mother fuck a snow bear? You don’t deserve the air you breathe. No matter what you choose, you’ll come out bloody and hate yourself. Sometimes the best thing a flower can do for us, is die. When a wolf crosses a maiden’s grave, a pregnant girl would die before her time. When you live as long as I do, all names start to sound the same. Your kind already swindled us once! It’s my plan, my coin. Not answering questions is a pillar of your brooding charm. Your scent was on her sheets, old ones and new ones. You’re just angry because you lost your chance to be beautiful. Will this work? Answer honestly. Food, women and wine, (…)! How many of these lords want to kill you? I’ve always wanted to know, do Witchers ever retire? Why are you dressed like a sad silk trader? Maybe you should start thinking for yourself. I could torture you so very slowly into compliance. How can you not foresee this? You’re supposed to protect us! All this because male tradition demands it. I abide no law made by men who have never carried any child. You can’t outrun destiny because you’re terrified. You can’t change the world this way. I’ve never been shy a day in my life. The sword of destiny has two edges. I fear I shall die a broken-hearted man. Destiny is the embodiment of the soul’s desire to grow. Let go, you horse’s arse! You’re afraid I’m everything you could never be. Your heartbeat is extraordinarily slow. Nobody smart plays fair. I wish very badly to leave this place forever. When did you last feel happy when you were trapped? The burden of power can be painful. Nobody mentioned anything about impending death. You worry if you blink, you’ll never see her again. When your species is on the brink of collapse, perhaps everything becomes more desperate. Uhm, I’m not sure I’d eat that, good sir. States rise and fall like the tide. You’re the one who’s been staring daggers eer since we arrived. Every time I’m near you, I say more in five minutes than I’ve said in weeks. It’s hard to regret something you didn’t choose. If life could give me one blessing, it would be to take you off my hands. Fine, I’ll just follow the sound of crying girls. It took about five minutes for the lies to start. Think for yourself, it’ll save you a lifetime of heartbreak. There’s far worse things than expulsion. I never wanted to come back here. Look at this place, it’s a joke! The only thing you should do quickly is flee! Not a happy ending after all… They have come from beyond the mountains to destroy the world. Must you always be so fatalistic? It’s time to accept that life has nothing left to give. People linked by destiny will always find each other. Just give me an ale and consider your debt paid. I can’t help but think I was meant to find you.
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