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The Oncoming Storm || Tiki & Soren

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"I apologize…" Tiki could tell she was being somewhat insulted, but she honestly wasn’t phased by it. Sure, she wasn’t used to it. That didn’t mean she had to lay down and cry. "My lineage has that effect on me…and on the people around me. If I could decrease the intensity, I would, but that would prove to be more difficult than the result would be satisfying."

She folded her hands together and swung her legs back and forth. “I do know many of them…We hail from the same area after all.” Tiki had seen their faces before and perhaps traded a few words. Other than that, she supposed she knew nothing. “I truly don’t mean to judge. That wasn’t what I meant at all. I only wanted to know more about you. If you’d rather me be quiet, that’s fine.”

Taking that to heart, she went back to her drink. Maybe she would brave the storm after all. It seemed that she was causing more trouble than anything. Then again, it did seem to follow her.

[pathofidleness]

For a moment, Soren considered drinking the hot cocoa seated untouched on the table. His skin felt damp and not cold, but his insides were numb and frozen. He realized that he'd been stung - allowed himself to be stung by something that only existed inside his head.

Another lapse of silence passed seemingly announcing Soren's respond. The innkeeper arrived at their table with two chocolate brown blankets, heavy and warm with sheep wool. Like the cocoa, Soren ignored the blanket folded on the table. The innkeeper didn't think too much of his behaviour. To him, he was just some young lad who was his older sister's problem. So the innkeeper handed the smile for two people to Tiki before leaving and moving on.

All the while, Soren was thinking. He wanted to leave, leave as he'd always wanted from the start. But he kept insisting to himself to stay. He was stubborn and wanted to fight his place on where he should be and not run away from the things that made him feel unpleasant.

He urged himself to speak.

"You're so timid," Soren remarked, detaching once more any emotion from his voice. The aloofness sounded like it was teasing. "I am curious as well, so we could benefit equally from this. We might as well make the most of the situation, don't you think? if you find it an agreeable prospect, I will answer your question and then you will answer mine."  

[frommemetoyou]

In the spirit of Munday, when you add in "ッ" the muse will have to answer questions about the mun

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[pathofidleness]

"Soren!" The large male smiled and placed a hand on his hips. "I can't believe your back so early! I thought you might me out studying more before coming back to us~!" It was obvious that Ike was ecstatic to see his friend again.

He returned the jovial welcome with reservation, standing still with his arms on his sides, one arm clipping a tome toward him, and the rest of him seemed to be as still. The only noteworthy detail from his reaction was a small smile from slightly upturned lips. For Soren’s usual disposition, it was a large, glaring change that was both rare and real.

"I might be taking another leave of absence," Soren admitted. It took him much longer to review on his galdr than he anticipated and failed to meet the quota he had set for himself."But that won’t be happening anytime soon. For now, I am here, ready to return to my duties immediately."

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A smile made its way onto the older male’s face, cocking it slightly to the side. He was so glad to hear that Soren enjoyed his gift. “Father says it’s a very strong Wind tome so I’d advise you to use it with care.” Ike put a hand onto the hilt of his sheathed blade and smiled once more.

"We are going to be together on the battlefield, my friend. I hope that you will have my back." Though, Ike didn’t doubt the mage for one moment. The two were connected in away that no human could describe. Ike figured because of that day they had met, it was fate that they would fight side by side one day.

[pathofidleness]

Soren nodded. Ike's father, ever the erudite man, knew weapons he did not wield. A mage could easily understand what a sword was with one look, but a swordsman didn't always comprehend the power lying in tomes. Perhaps Ike could use learning a bit about them. It might not be handy in the battlefield (a spell would have been unleashed before he could take a look at an enemy's tome) but there may come a time a slight recognition be a valuable asset. He should talk to Ike more about tomes to influence him.

 "Yes, Ike," Soren replied. Always. 

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The Oncoming Storm || Tiki & Soren

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Intrigued by her table mate’s face, Tiki decided that as long as they were there she might as well make conversation. “Are you planning to stay after the storm subsides, or will you go as soon as it’s over?” Hopefully she wasn’t overstepping her boundaries.

She took another drink from her cocoa, smiling as the warmth spread through her hands again. There was something great about a nice cup of warm liquid when the weather was less than satisfactory. She inhaled the sweet aroma as she sat the mug down. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before…Where do you hail from?”

[pathofidleness]

There was nothing to occupy Soren. The woman contently sipped from her cocoa while Soren just stared at the fire, the hood at his back dripping water on the floor. 

"A storm like this wouldn't stop in a few hours," he answered, surprisingly. Soren did know how to be polite, only because an informative exchange dictated it to be necessary. 

Her next question made him pause. His red eyes took off from the fire to hers. 

"Have you seen half the people here?" he sneered. "Or do you mean I am different? You should look at the mirror before judging others. They might not be able to tell, but I can. You're standing out. I can't quietly sit here without your...presence pulsing like a pounding headache."

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rocky road.

"You’re not nearly as insensitive as the others say."

[pathofidleness]

Back from the dead? I've had net problems and I'm not sure if it's permanently stabilized now. Anyway, I've been avoiding my old Skype because of some drama there. I was intending to come back to it eventually, but I feel like that might not happen in a while, or anymore. You can contact me in my new Skype account, thebirdofthechapel.

I can't promise full activity because of school work + handling fandom blog + handling other rp site but I would at least be posting more now.

[pathofidleness]

"Soren!" The large male smiled and placed a hand on his hips. "I can't believe your back so early! I thought you might me out studying more before coming back to us~!" It was obvious that Ike was ecstatic to see his friend again.

He returned the jovial welcome with reservation, standing still with his arms on his sides, one arm clipping a tome toward him, and the rest of him seemed to be as still. The only noteworthy detail from his reaction was a small smile from slightly upturned lips. For Soren’s usual disposition, it was a large, glaring change that was both rare and real.

"I might be taking another leave of absence," Soren admitted. It took him much longer to review on his galdr than he anticipated and failed to meet the quota he had set for himself."But that won’t be happening anytime soon. For now, I am here, ready to return to my duties immediately."

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Ike smiled gently and holding the box out still. It was a bright blue box with a black string tying it together. “Please accept this gift as a welcome back present. I know it isn’t much… but please..” He looked worriedly, wondering if Soren would take it. The last time he had remember last seeing Soren was when he had first started training with his father. This was such a surprise for him and he had to make it special. “So, what are you waiting for? Open it!” Now Ike was starting to sound like a little one again.

[pathofidleness]

Soren looked at Ike then back at the box. 

"But," Soren protested again, "I…" He pursed his lips, looking very chagrined at himself.  

”- have nothing to give you, Ike.” It was painfully obvious. He didn’t have to say it twice. But what more could he do about it? Knowing refusing would only make it worse, Soren decided it was best not to stay conflicted. It would give the wrong message.

"Since you insist…" Hesitance trailed after his tone and hovered after his one hand reaching slowly for the box. Having to carry a tome with him, it took a bit of struggle to weight the box on his other hand while keeping the book to his side. It didn’t bother Soren as much as his curiosity for what was inside.

He pulled the string and took off the lid. For a second, an ugly part of Soren wondered if Ike had prepared a cruel joke for him.

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Ike gave a smile and waited for Soren to open the box. Ike has actually gotten the present ahead of time since he wasn’t quite sure when Soren’s return would be. As Soren opened the box the smile on Ike’s face became wider. “So, do you like it? Father told me you were studying this sort of thing.”

In the package was a large book with a wind symbol on the top. “I’m not even sure if you all ready have one, but it’s a wind tome.” He smiled brightly. “I don’t know much about wind tomes, or tomes for that matter, but I hope you like it.”

[pathofidleness]

"It's a Blizzard tome," Soren said, wide eyes feasting on its cover. It was a strong tome of potential. Soren had yet to actually use one but he was confident he would be able to put it into good use.

So it was just a tome. Soren had been expecting some novelty gift or treasure he would be unable to return. He would rather not receive those kind of gifts if possible. This kind of gift - practical, usable, and necessary - was more to Soren's liking. It wasn't the first time someone had given him a Wind tome. He'd had the others hand him a tome they picked up with a courteous "here you go, Soren" and all the stocks on tomes in the fort practically belonged to Soren since he was the only one who could use them. But this was of course different. Not just the value of this tome, but the sentiment it bore. Soren would never forget this.

“It's a relatively rare tome. This is the first time I've come to possess it,” Soren said, smiling at Ike. “I can cast it on enemies from afar at the expense of accuracy. It would be an indispensable tool for us. I will make sure to put it to good use. Thank you, Ike.”

[pathofidleness]

★

"Quite an ingrate running away from the group that bothered to come for you. I sympathize. Still, your actions prompted by your feelings were troublesome. I didn’t think you would be of any use to Ike, but you proved me wrong."

[pathofidleness]

★

"…It doesn’t matter what blood they have, what language they speak, or what clothes they wear. Anyone…can be left alone. It makes me wonder why both beorc and laguz are so attached to physical resemblances. You look like you’ve been able to hold on your own. As long as you don’t make a mistake to where you point your sword at, there should be no problem between us." 

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The Oncoming Storm || Tiki & Soren

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Oh, Tiki had noticed the stranger’s reaction, pulling the cloth closer to her as he spoke. Not everyone was comfortable around newcomers, especially not ones like her. However, she wasn’t used to receiving that kind of attention from people who weren’t Grimleal, so it took her by surprise.

Perhaps he was caught off guard by the storm as well, and that was making him uneasy. She had been about to stand when the innkeeper arrived, and, not wanting to be inhospitable, she smiled at him. “That would be nice of you. I was starting to get worried myself.” Acts of kindness usually broke the ice, but part of her wasn’t sure that it would work with this one.

Tiki took a sip of her cocoa and smiled in content as the warmth flowed through her body. “If it isn’t too much trouble, could I perhaps have one as well?” She didn’t want to presume anything, so she always asked in case it wasn’t okay for her to request something. Seeing as though they had been designated as “people who knew each other,” she would have to stay now. Setting her mug on the table between them, she turned away, not wanting to cause any awkwardness, and peeled off her gloves. She placed them next to her drink and rubbed her hands together to generate heat.

[pathofidleness]

It was too late for Soren to open his mouth. The innkeeper heard Tiki as he was already on the way off to attend to another customer, intending to gather everything that he would need to get for everyone. Breaking the ice? Kindness was not what Soren expected, nor was it what he perceived it as at all. His lips practically curled to one thin line. 

Unlike his table companion, he had no qualms leaving and sitting elsewhere. The innkeeper was wrong. Why should they have to play a charade for someone's mistake? 

Soren looked at the table next to them - full. When he found the other table to be full too, he realized the masses that crowded the inn have occupied all chairs. It was a good thing he had the foresight to check first, or Soren would have made a fool of himself had he stood and sat back down again.

What now? Soren stared at his untouched cocoa. Looks like he's here to stay. He didn't like it, but at least neither did the other. He looked up and could see her definitely avoiding any contact. He did tell her to go. Why should it be Soren who would leave? 

When he saw her peel her gloves off, Soren realized that he still had his hood on. Soren pulled it down, the orange flames from the hearth lighting the red eyes the shadows hid and the mark across his forehead. He never intended to hide them. He wondered if this would make the innkeeper have a change of heart.

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Send my muse a "★" and they'll admit their first impressions of your muse.

[pathofidleness]

"Soren!" The large male smiled and placed a hand on his hips. "I can't believe your back so early! I thought you might me out studying more before coming back to us~!" It was obvious that Ike was ecstatic to see his friend again.

He returned the jovial welcome with reservation, standing still with his arms on his sides, one arm clipping a tome toward him, and the rest of him seemed to be as still. The only noteworthy detail from his reaction was a small smile from slightly upturned lips. For Soren’s usual disposition, it was a large, glaring change that was both rare and real.

"I might be taking another leave of absence," Soren admitted. It took him much longer to review on his galdr than he anticipated and failed to meet the quota he had set for himself."But that won’t be happening anytime soon. For now, I am here, ready to return to my duties immediately."

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Ike smiled gently and holding the box out still. It was a bright blue box with a black string tying it together. “Please accept this gift as a welcome back present. I know it isn’t much… but please..” He looked worriedly, wondering if Soren would take it. The last time he had remember last seeing Soren was when he had first started training with his father. This was such a surprise for him and he had to make it special. “So, what are you waiting for? Open it!” Now Ike was starting to sound like a little one again.

[pathofidleness]

Soren looked at Ike then back at the box. 

"But," Soren protested again, "I…" He pursed his lips, looking very chagrined at himself.  

”- have nothing to give you, Ike.” It was painfully obvious. He didn’t have to say it twice. But what more could he do about it? Knowing refusing would only make it worse, Soren decided it was best not to stay conflicted. It would give the wrong message.

"Since you insist…" Hesitance trailed after his tone and hovered after his one hand reaching slowly for the box. Having to carry a tome with him, it took a bit of struggle to weight the box on his other hand while keeping the book to his side. It didn’t bother Soren as much as his curiosity for what was inside.

He pulled the string and took off the lid. For a second, an ugly part of Soren wondered if Ike had prepared a cruel joke for him.

[pathofidleness]

This is actually the first selfie I've ever taken lmao. Anyway, it's Saturday here and I'm gonna be in school for the whole day, so going to recycle this dim selfie picture you already saw me in Skype.

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The Oncoming Storm || Open

It was an unfortunate situation. While she traveling about Valm, Tiki had thought she would be fine as long as the weather held out. So far, it had been only sunny or a smidgen cloudy. She preferred to have the sun beating down on her whether she was walking or flying. The ideal weather, however, decided to recede.

About midday, a dark cloud covered the light source, plunging the area into greyscale. The shadows made her pause to reflect, though it was a short reflection. A bolt of lightning flashed before her eyes, brightening up the countryside. The roll of thunder came a few moments after. Knowing it was coming, she quickened her pace to reach the nearest town. However, the rain started before she made it there. It came down in sheets, pelting her head with large drops of water.

When she made it into the settlement, the rainwater had started to puddle in the ruts and holes along the road, which only served to splash up and dirty her boots and legs. She looked around, hoping to catch someone glancing out of their window, but she found something better: an inn. Thanking Naga, she went to it and went through the door, dripping wet. The innkeeper helped her to dry herself off and told her she was welcome to stay until the storm died down. Tiki thanked him as she wrapped a cloak around her bare arms.

She went over to a table near the hearth and sat, sighing in content. It wasn’t until she opened her eyes that she saw someone across from her. Somewhat embarrassed, she apologized. “Oh, I’m sorry…If you would like me to move, I can…I only wanted to warm myself.”

[pathofidleness]

The heavy downpour had been cold and harsh, the thick blobs of water raining with the flick of a stone each. He had managed to avoid the brunt of the storm from a wise forecast, but he could not always prevail against bad luck. An encounter, the worst of its type, had might as well put him out in the storm again while setting his lungs on fire.

His heart hammered louder than the booming thunders and his fingers gripped the edge of his Elwind tome under the table, ready to snap it open. If not for the hood still pulled up on his head, all the way to the front to shadow the top of his face, Soren's expression of rigid alarm would have given him away completely. 

He fought instinct with reason. Soren forced himself to calm down enough to open his mouth and speak. 

"...that would be the best...for both of us," he said, the acidity in his voice not well-hidden.

Soren had already worked with the laguz in the past. He had no excuse about being in their presence. But this ice cold feeling that drenched him from head to toe was different. She resembled a beorc completely, save for the pointed ears that reminded Soren of Nasir.

Even if the woman decided to heed Soren's words, the innkeeper had waltzed in toward their table, carrying two mugs of aromatic cocoa.

"Keep yourself warm, you two! I might not be able to let you stay if you get sick." The innkeeper handed one for the lady but paused at Soren. "Your little brother, missy? He seems really stiff. Maybe I should get blankets for him."

[pathofidleness]

HELLO. This might not be a thing but I'm sure I can get away from trouble at least once huhuhu please don't remove me. I'm Tanz and I roleplay as Soren! I'm familiar with most of the FE games, and have played Sacred Stones and the Tellius Series. I was going to play Shadow Dragon too, but then I found out you can't get characters married like in Sacred Stones and got mad. I played Tellius since a friend of mine really loves it and here I am.

I just posted my required open! Feel free to hop in hell yeah. LIKEWISE IF /YOU/ HAVE AN OPEN THREAD AND WANT ME TO JOIN IN IT, TELL MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

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Also, ALL HAIL DAEIN. If Soren weren't my favorite character, I'd be playing Micaiah because WHO DOESN'T WANT TO BE married with sothe QUEEN.