“Well I don’t mind petting him all he wants really” she said as she began to pet the bear, it wasn’t every day that she got to pet a cute bear after all, so she intended to make the most of it. “Oh that’s really amazing..so you were a very good warrior and so he picked you or you have always been one?” Odin was probably very understanding letting one of his warriors come to the institute, or maybe there were just no battles to fight right now.”Yes I am! have you met others like me?”
Magnus chuckled a little, his head shaking with amusement at the bear's antics. If he hadn't trained Bumbles himself, he would think that all he cared about was cuddles and affection. “I was and still am an amazing warrior. I became a Berserker in 492 AD when I died as a human and a Valkyrie plucked my soul from the battlefield and presented me to Odin. Ever since then I've died and been reborn constantly across the centuries.” Magnus shrugged nonchalantly. The life cycle of a berserker didn't bother him, especially considering how little he remembered from his many lives. “I have indeed met many Fae. There's a number here on the island and I've been to the Fae court many times with my Grandfather.”
Wade didn’t know why he was such a mess. Every little thing seemed to set him off, and he would start snuggling and his eyes would water. He was in the midst of all of this, when someone approached him.
“What?” He whispered, before looking up at her. “I’m sorry, I’m not in the best mood…”
Hunter was very glad that they weren’t a magical species. They had had a hard enough time with their telepathy being wonky, thankfully it hadn’t spread to their feeding habits. It had been awhile since they had fed and they needed to head out to find a source of food. Walking out onto the quad, Hunter looked around to find a suitable candidate when one caught their eye, Hunter smiling at the girl. Such a perfectly submissive target was wasted on the rest of the island. Working their way over to the kneeling girl Hunter reached down and cupped a hand under their chin. “Are you looking for a Master to serve little one? Because I find myself in need of a good girl to help serve me and my needs.”
Fayeth and Wild have a little chat by the pool....
Wild and Wat agree that... well maybe the storm wasn’t so bad after all
@wildxhayes @fayeth-araven
faye: fayeth hadn't really spent much time at the pool finding she liked swiming in the beach or the waterfall much more but the place was really nice and still fun, shortly after arriving she noticed wilder and she smiled brightly getting closer "Hello!"
Wild: Wilder was not usually one for pools, but having been to the waterfall and the beach so much, he decided to check out the pool. As he approached with his bag and a cooler full of drinks and snacks he grinned when he saw Fayeth. "Hello lovely," he said as he walked over to a pool chair and laid his stuff down. He kicked off his jandals and pulled his shirt over his head before he sat down at the edge of the pool and grinned at her. "How you been then Gorgeous?"
faye: She sat down next to him by the edge of the pool, it was a veryy nice temperature she'd give it that too. "I've been good, I went back home for a few days because it was my brother's birthday..and you how have you been?"
lurkish delight joined the chat 12 days ago
Wild: "Oooh sounds good," Wilder smiled at her. "Did you have fun? Enjoy partying?" he asked as he opened a beer from his cooler. He held one out to her in offer. "I've been alright, been working on my house a bit," he explained.
faye: "It was a really nice party, and it was nice being back home and seeing my family and friends there, I can't say I've been homesick here but being back was lovely" she said with a nod "Oh yeah, how is your house going?
Wild: "Oh the house is great, I've been updating the kitchen a bit, I want to get an oven in there, but the kitchen is a bit small," he admitted. "And I bet your siblings were happy to see you. Did you trap any humans and steal their names?" he asked, nudging her with his elbow so she knew he was joking.
faye: "So you're making it bigger? And oven is an important thing to have" she laughed "Not this time no, also no humans that walked into the party and eneded up dancing all night or eating food and not being able to leave but hey maybe next time" she joked "you know everyone here has given me their names very freely"
Wild: "I never gave you my name, I just told you what it was," Wilder pointed out with a grin and then took a swig from his beer. "Mm, want a snack? I've got trail mix," he offered as he pulled a bag of said snack from his cooler and offered it to her. "I made it with these granola bits too, I thought they'd give it a good crunch," he explained. "But yeah, I'm trying to make the kitchen a bit bigger. I've got one of those countertop ovens, but it may be good to have a full one ya know?" he explained.
faye: "See you would be a good fae with that kind of word play" she admitted with a smile "But anyway I don't think that works here, though if I made a pact or something it would be diffrent" but she couldn't think any reason she'd do that "Oh yes thank you." she said taking some "well I think they are quite good too...those don't work as good the big ones?"
Wild: "That'd be interesting, too bad I can't switch teams," he joked with a wink. When she took some trail mix, he set the bag between then and dipped his feet into the water. "Yeah, it works okay, but not quite as good as the regular one. What about you, you still living in the suites?" he asked. "You know there's a good property near mine for sale, we could be neighbors,"
faye: "Do you want one those that are electric or one more traditional?" She knew very little about cooking considering she had never really cooked everything "That would be great I will have to see it, because yes I want a home here, the rooms are just not for me...besides you remember I told you of a friend that left the court? She's here! so maybe we can share the home"
Wild: "I think a small size electric one will be good," he told her. "Like one the size of those microwave drawer things," he explained. When she said that friend of hers was there he grinned. "Hey!" he smiled. "That's exciting, who's your friend?" he asked as he took another drink of his beer. "Want a beer?" he asked as he gestured to the cooler.
faye: "That sounds good, I suppose there's no use to get a bigger one unless you were going to use it a lot and there is the space issue too" she smiled bacK "Her name is Katell maybe you'll meet her someday, she's mayoring in dance" she explained "yes thanks.."
Wild: "I don't think I've met her yet," Wilder commented as he thought back about the people he had met. When she said she'd have a beer he pulled one out and popped the top off before handing it over to her. "Here you go. So is she a mistress or a slave?" he asked.
faye: "i ran into her during the last party I couldn't believe it" she was still somewhat shocked about it all "she's a slave.."
Wild: "Ah," Wilder nodded. "Yeah, that's bloody hard," he said gently. "I'm sorry," he said as he put his hand on her lower back and then put it back on the cement around the pool.
faye: "is part of why I'd like to get a home and if she agrees we can live together though mostly is just because she's my friend and I have missed her a lot" the whole thing was sad and complicated bit she was going to be there for katell always "but ..what about you, how are things with sage?"
Wild: "It makes sense," he nodded. "I think there's some homes that are for sale in the woods near my house," he told her. "But if you wanted me to build you a house I could do that too. Make you a brilliant treehouse," he explained. When she asked about things with Sage he sighed lightly and chuckled. "Well I told him that I didn't love the idea of him sleeping with my ex- but then I slept with my ex during the storm," he chuckled a little dryly and then sighed. "That storm was mad,"
faye: "if I don't like any maybe I will ask...or maybe even if I do like one, having a little treehouse would be nice too" she laughed "well I mean...its different.. but then the ex was a wild night and is back to akwardness?" she took a breath "it was, I saw people really acting up, I felt not quite myself but taht's it"
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Wat: "I guess my ears were burning," Wat smiled, a bit tightly, catching the tail end of that conversation. He had a towel draped over his arm, obviously ready for a bit of swimming on his own, his thin pale body dressed in a tight pair of swim trunks. "I can come back if you two are... wanting some privacy."
Wat: (probably won't be in for long but I'll try)
Wild: (Sorry, I got a phone call)
Wild: "Oh yeah, you know me, always wanting privacy with women," Wilder joked as he looked over at Wat. "Nah, you're fine. Want a beer? 'Fraid I don't have any blood."
Wat: "Well, technically, you do. Have blood." Wat smirked. Even if Wilder and he were in a place that he'd ever let Wat feed from him, it wouldn't be enough. Hell it might even be poison. Wilder was the only bear on the island... Wat pushed the thought away. He reached in the cooler for a beer, not entirely surprised to find NZ imports. "Discussing the storm, are we?"
faye: "Hello" she greeting Wat "yeah.. it was certainly..intense.."
Wild: Wild sighed deeply when Wat mentioned the storm and looked away before rubbing the back of his neck. "Ah, yeah," he admitted. "Fayeth is one of my best friends," he explained as he gestured to Fayeth. "I tell her a lot of shit," he took a longer drink of his beer and then glanced at him.
Wat: "That's nice." Wat moved to stick his legs in the pool for now, glancing to Fayeth, "The friends bit not the-- I'm sorry you didn't have a good time during it."
faye: (i'm going to bed i'm too tired bybeye)
Wild: (Night night)
Wild: Wild sighed at Wat's comment before he glanced at Wat. "I never said I didn't have a good time," he said softly.
Wat: "I was talking to Fayeth. Actually." Wat chewed his lip, a bit awkward there. He popped the cap off his beer before taking a sip. It brought back memories. He was never one for beer and it didn't affect him much, but he always sat around and drank at the bar. To fit in. For Wild. "So... did you? Have a good time?"
Wild: Wilder winced internally before he glanced at Wat and then nodded slightly. "I did," he said as he glanced at the vampire. "Did... Did you?" he asked as he peeled at the corner of the label of his beer.
Wat: "Of course I did," Wat answered with maybe a little too much sincerity. It wasn't like him. At least not the him people knew here. An old him that Wilder knew. A vulnerable him that too few people here knew. He chewed his lip again, speaking just a touch more casually, "Something I'd like to do again..."
Wild: Wilder looked at Wat when he replied sincerely before smiling slightly and nodded. "Yeah," he agreed and then slipped into the water of the shallow end, the water going to his waist. "I- I'd like to do it again sometime too," he admitted as he glanced up at Wat with a slight smile.
Wat: "Yeah?" Wat couldn't help but look surprised. He fully expected to be told off or for Wild to even get up and leave. Why? Because he deserved to be punished by the person he'd hurt? Why couldn't they make progress? "Me-- I mean--" Wat smiled and gave a short laugh, "Okay... Good. Great."
Wild: He chuckled softly before nodding as he ran his fingers through his hair and then turned so he was facing Wat. "I mean, yeah," he nodded and then shrugged. "I- I don't really think I want to be in a relationship right now, I did just get out of a relationship," he pointed out with a grin. "But I mean, hooking up..." he shrugged and smiled at Wat.
Wat: "No, I know and..." Wat gave his own shrug, taking another sip of beer. Things were complicated with them. And Wild's previous relationship was more than complicated by itself. "I'm glad you'd want to spend time with me. That we can be mature about this..."
Wild: "It's hard because you know I'm very immature," he grinned at Wat before finishing off his beer. "Throw us another one, yeah?"
Wat: "700 years old and I have yet to meet anyone that can sulk like yours truly." Wat smiled, taking a dig at himself before reaching into the cooler and tossing one... just short of Wild's grasp. "700 years and still can't throw either. Sorry."
Fayeth was casually taking a stroll without a proper place to go for now, it had become the usual for her here most days at least while summer vacation was still going, she would go around, find something or someone fun and then once that was done or she got bored and restless she’d wander again, and considering she had been away a few days she was happy to get back on things, she doubted a lot had happened in her absence. She almost didn’t hear someone talking so lost in her own thoughts “Hi...oh, with what?”
The first thing he noticed was her lack of collar and the next was her smell, she smelt like something nature and magical, a pixie, or maybe a fae. Moving consider he still pretend to be shy and lost. “I just arrived and I really am confused and lost.. about everything.” He said lowly and softly as if he was having trouble finding his words. “Can you help me?” He asked, smiling.
Fayeth had been walking around the island when she came across a store that looked caught her attention, she had actually seen it before but had never actually went in but since she had time today she just walked in, it was really great instantly she could see many things she wanted to get at least a closer look at, so many pretty and shiny things she honestly was quite happy being inside the place, she noticed someone decorating and got closer “Oh...that’s fine..I actually have never celebrated Halloween so I’m actually excited for that too.”
Grace’s expression turned from teasing to downright curiosity as her gaze, and nose, took in the lovely little thing who had just wandered into her shop. The scent was very familiar, much like Katell’s. Leaving the vampiress’s interest quite piqued. “Is that so? How very curious! May I ask why?” Grace inquired, her decorating forgotten for the moment as she approached the other, hand extended in greeting. “But first, where are my manners! I am Professor Grace Carleton. I own this shop, as well as teach Theater Arts. And who do I have the great pleasure of meeting on this fine day?”
