Prayers to be heard

'May the Gods forgive me.' Saint and warrior monk of Ylisse, Libra puts his faith in Naga and offers his help to those who need it. [Independent RP blog for Libra from FE: Awakening] M!A: Libra is a demon (Horns, tails, wings etc.) for the rest of October Tracked tag: forgivenessandstains

[forgiveness-and-stains]

“...Uh. I need to clean up a little around here. Goodness me, it’s so dusty-”

[sweetestthiefforhire]

"It appears as you've once again went overboard with your sweets. That stomach of yours will never forgive you, if you keep on like this-"

Gaius groaned pitifully from his newly found spot on the floor, head slowly, and with great effort, turning to glance up at the priest. Maybe Libra had a bit of a point - he really shouldn’t have eaten that final slice of pie, oh gods - but the thief would never, ever, admit that his precious sweets could be at fault here.

“‘M just tired, ‘s all,” the redhead forced a grin, ignoring the pain in his stomach and resisting the urge to wrap his arms around it. “Besides, you can never have too much sweets~”

[forgiveness-and-stains]

Libra was sincerely at a loss of words in front of the thief's sheer stubborness in continuously refusing to see that, yes, it was actually the sweets' fault that he was to be often found on the ground, groaning in agony. Candies had defeated him more than actual enemies and that alone was something that made the priest sigh. To be honest, ever since he met Gaius, he had been sighing a lot more. For many, many different reasons. "Is that so?" The blond man crouched down in front of the thief, tilting his head to a side, much like a curious cat would do. "I suppose you're in no need of assitance, then."

He really didn't want to tease the poor guy, but at times even Libra allowed himself to be, even if just slightly, teasing. "I thought I had seen you grimace in pain, but it appears as I was wrong. My apologies." That being said, his expression somehow softened. "Though you should really lay down on eating sweet things, Gaius. Your health is important."

[shytealeaves]

{ϟ} - "O-oh, y-you just startled me, that’s all."

[forgiveness-and-stains]

"My apologies, it wasn't my intention to scare you-"

[shytealeaves]

forgiveness-and-stains liked this

[shytealeaves]

Freezes quietly.

[forgiveness-and-stains]

"Is everything alright? You appear to be a little...Shocked."

[forgiveness-and-stains]

[I really cannot help it, each time I play FE:A again, I feel the need to come back here.

So.

HELLO THERE, I AM NOT TOTALLY DEAD YET.]

[sweetestthiefforhire]

Blackjack [Bet you thought you'd seen the last of me- //smacked]

1st person gets: To own my character for two days.

"Padre!" 

It had been much too long since he’d last seen the priest and the joy washing through him at the sight of that familiar blond hair was more than enough to rid him of whatever wariness he might’ve had at the thought of what Libra might make him do during the next two days.

No more chores though please and thank you I barely get enough rest as it is—

"Geez, way to keep a guy worried, y’know!" A laugh slipped past the redhead’s lips and before he even realized it, he’d very nearly pounced on the taller man, arms wrapping around his torso in a tight embrace. It was only when he remembered how Libra felt about touching that he pulled away, an apologetic and sheepish grin on his face.

"Sorry, I just—" He chuckled, a hand carding through his hair. "…Kinda missed ya. Looks like you own me for a few days, by the way."

[forgiveness-and-stains]

"Oh, Gaius-! What a pleasure to see you ag-" Before the priest could even think about finish his sentence, he was all but pounced by a way more overactive than usual thief, a gesture that not only left him baffled (was it really necessary to react to his presence like that-? It wasn't like he had been away for that long...Right?), but also quite breathless, as having a grown man literally dash into your chest proved to be quite the hit, no matter the physique. Libra stood completely still for a few moments, frozen into place by the unsureness as to what to do (a light patting on the back should do, right?) and by the sheer...Terror. He hoped he had got over that sort of fear, but it seemed as it didn't quite go away as he thought... However, the monk did find the convinction to raise up both his hands and somehow awkwardly return the hug, perhaps with less strength. "It wasn't my intention to make anyone worry- I apologise for my prolonged absence. I hope it wasn't too much of a predicament?"

When the thief pulled away, Libra offered him his most apologetic smile, before pursing his lips in confusion. "Oh, that was...Don't worry, I understand. And this 'owning' thing comes just in handy- You see, with my absence I fear the altar hasn't been given proper attention and I am sure I will need help to bring it back to its original shape."

[forgiveness-and-stains]

"It does feel somehow odd, to be awake again. I can only hope that this numbness won't last for too long, Ihave things to attend to-"

[teenagemonty-rotg-deactivated20]

[altairr-blog]

sorry for never responding by accident but rly meaning to but never doing so anyways ok sorry

[forgiveness-and-stains]

[Family actually got me Super Smash for my birthday and I played as Daraen- That made me wonder if maybe I should come back to this blog. Could be an idea...]

[forgiveness-and-stains]

[I BET NO ONE REALIZED I'VE BEEN GONE FOR DAYS.]

[candysnatcher-blog]

Seeing the priest the way he was had Gaius curious rather than scared like most would be. Curious to the point that he had himself situated on the other’s stomach, fingers lightly playing with the male’s hair as well as his lips grazing and giving little kisses and nibbles on his flesh. A hissed breath leaves through his teeth, a chuckle made in his throat at the sounds the monk below him made. The nine tails that the thief sported wag and sway in sync, one of them curling and brushing along Libra’s own spaded one.

The hunger is stomach makes him bite down harder than he had been, green eyes flicking up at Libra but they squeeze closed when he feels those claws dig into his skin. The vulpine ears on his head flatten back, an almost pleased noise leaving Gaius at how his flesh stung but the feeling felt nice to him. Nice enough for him to say what he did and the kumiho just laughs at how the monk looks so confused. 

"Don’t look so perplexed, Padre. I won’t tell anyone." He laughs lightly his head going back to being tucked under the priest’s head, his teeth returning to nipping at his skin.

[forgiveness-and-stains]

Truth to be told, Libra wasn't worried about Gaius telling others- He was more concerned about inadvertently hurting the thief, especially seeing as his claws did manage to leave quite the sign on the man's (or should he say demon's?) skin. However, once again, the red-headed kumiho managed to surprise Libra by going back to what he was doing instead of just getting off and checking if the wound was serious. Were he in any better state of mind, the demon would've complained, maybe even pointed out that it was in no way a good idea to overlook such a cut, but the mouth on his neck was simply too much of a distraction to formulate a sentence. But he had to try, right?

"...Didn't it hurt...?" The monk had supposed he did, but maybe he was wrong: afterall, Gaius looked absolutely fine. Even happy in his nibbling, as the 'wagging' tails could give away. Was it even normal for those bites to feel so pleasant...?

[silvertonguedarcher-blog]

'I want the K' [No way to resist demon!Libra :l]

5: Kiss With Tongue

"Libra…." The vampire’s voice was soft as he tilted the demon’s head back.  "Do you remember… how you said that I was lonely?"  He leaned in then, careful to keep his fangs in check as he connected his lips with those of the priest’s, tilting his head to the side and reaching out with one hand to rub against the base of Libra’s wing, waiting until the man’s mouth opened before his tongue slipped inside, running over that addicting taste of fire and brimstone and purity and devotion in a combination that made his head spin before, reluctantly, he pulled back, eyes gentle.  ’I… don’t think I’m quite as lonely anymore."

[silvertonguedarcher-blog]

Virion was quite the content vampire.  And why shouldn’t he be?  He had a beautiful demon blushing against him and seeming quite content to stay that way, never mind that that particular demon was one that he had been hoping would return his affections for quite some time now.  ”Mm… I suppose you make a fair point… though I must ask, my good man, have you found someone to keep you company through the ages?”  Sure, he was being coy, but sue him, he wanted to keep that blush on the priest’s face a little longer.

[forgiveness-and-stains]

He had always imagined vampires to be rather scary as creatures, but as of now Virion looked more like a cat and quite the affectionate one at that. It still felt sort of wierd, having someone that close and it felt even weirder considering who he was and what he himself had been turned into. Did the monk really had to be transformed into a demon to at least manage to get partly over his fear of being touched? Libra knew his own hands still seemed to grip too tightly for someone who was supposed to be calm, but he couldn't just get rid of all his fear at once, could he? "Oh...?" The demon looked at the archer with a somehow confused expression, his brows knitting lightly. "Well, uhm. I supposed that we could keep eachother company- If...That is...Fine with you."

[silvertonguedarcher-blog]

Virion laughed softly.  ”You’re still the Libra I know, so why should I be worried about what you look like when you still look so beautiful?”  Not to mention that when he was around three hundred years old, he had furiously courted a young demon, but he wasn’t volunteering that particular morsel.  Especially when it didn’t even hold a candle to what he felt for the priest.  The archer’s claws were gentle, measured, careful not to scratch or hurt.  ”Everyone can be dangerous, my good man, it’s just a measure of how well your defenses are to protect you.”

[forgiveness-and-stains]

"More than worried, I'd say...Surprised by the trasnformation. I know I was taken more than off-guard." Actually he didn't even believe that something like that could happen: a monk finding himself turned into a demon? Which was the exact opposite of everything he was supposed to represent. Thinking about it, would Naga even condone something like that or would he be condemned to be always remembered as the priest who became horror? He sincerely hoped that was not the case. "I don't think I'd be able to protect myself like this- My wings even ruined my tunic." Which was now sporting two considerable holes on the back.

[silvertonguedarcher-blog]

'I want the K' [No way to resist demon!Libra :l]

5: Kiss With Tongue

"Libra…." The vampire’s voice was soft as he tilted the demon’s head back.  "Do you remember… how you said that I was lonely?"  He leaned in then, careful to keep his fangs in check as he connected his lips with those of the priest’s, tilting his head to the side and reaching out with one hand to rub against the base of Libra’s wing, waiting until the man’s mouth opened before his tongue slipped inside, running over that addicting taste of fire and brimstone and purity and devotion in a combination that made his head spin before, reluctantly, he pulled back, eyes gentle.  ’I… don’t think I’m quite as lonely anymore."

[silvertonguedarcher-blog]

Of all the things Virion had expected…. for Libra to respond like that was not one of them.  He had thought there would be shuddering, pulling… anything but arms tightening around him and lips pressing on his forehead.  For a moment, the vampire short-circuited, his brain not quite making the connection that not only was everything fine, but in fact, that the demon had reciprocated the feeling.  Managing to restart himself mentally, the vampire let out a soft sound that was akin to a purr, tilting his head up to nuzzle at Libra’s jaw.  ”Oh?  So you’re really happy to hear that little old me has found someone to make the centuries seem a little less dull?”

[forgiveness-and-stains]

For a moment Libra wondered if he had done the right thing, considering that the archer seemed to have passed out for a moment (unmoving and with his eyes lost somewhere, he really did look as if his brain had ceased to function): the demon had to think again when Virion apparently snapped out of it and purred, nuzzling against his jaw in an affectionate gesture that made the monk blush a little more. “I don’t see why I shouldn’t be happy for you…”

[silvertonguedarcher-blog]

"My good man, it takes far more than a horned demon to make me lose my composure, even one as ravishing as you are," Virion stated with a smile that highlighted his fangs.  Reaching out with a gentle hand, the vampire traced one claw delicately over the bone of the demon’s wing.  "Mmm, no, but my claws are sharper than yours.  If I’m not careful, I can cut through armor like paper… useful for if I’m in a hurry to feed but otherwise troublesome.  And that says nothing about how hard it is to do anything with my fangs."

[forgiveness-and-stains]

"I never doubted in your ability to keep your calm, Virion. It's just that I didn't expect you to be so serene in front of...This." Libra supposed that being a 'monster', made him more indifferent when it came to other creatures that couldn't be classified even as remotely human, but it still surprised him that the archer barely reacted. The demon looked down to see the vampire's claws and while they looked the same as his, the monk almost felt that they were different. "...I didn't know you could be quite so dangerous."

[forgiveness-and-stains]

blessed-by-sorrow said: { But Libra already had the vampire in the yard. }

[...Good point. It just brought him CLOSER to the house inside the yard?]

[forgiveness-and-stains]

[Oh, fu- It's midnight! Gah, guess I'll reply to things tomorrow... Libra's demon-ness brought a bunch of monsters to the yard.]