#thread: rafael

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Dried sweat, blood and dirt still clung to Rafael’s skin. It was the stench of the battle. So, as the unmistakable scent of roses lilted across the room from Eve, Rafael smiled and breathed her in. The healers departed at her instruction, leaving the two of them alone. Rafael remained where he sat, his gaze on her, another fond smile crossing his lips when Eve caressed his jaw. 

Her demand to know who’d given him his wounds didn’t surprise the warrior. He felt the anger flaring from her, and whilst a High Lady’s anger would send countless thousands running, Rafael wasn’t one of them. Not when he knew said High Lady so well, so intimately. Instead, he held her gaze and kept smiling. “They’re dead, my love,” he told her simply. “I killed them. They struck me, hurt me… but I hit back, harder. They’re dead.” 

@siiinfully

[scndmeundcr]

@devilsmenu

magnus didn't hate dc, but there were people in his life that he missed dearly. being in dc alone for four years didn't make him miss his family anymore. he was spending a day in the park, enjoying it when he saw someone who he thought could be familiar. he was even more confused when the other approached him. it took him a moment, but he realized. "rafael? is it really you?"

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@devilsmenu

Zoey hits the bullseye, smirking. "I think that was pretty amazing, don't you Rafe? I'm proud of myself."

[radicalrascals]

Open: Rafael has a weird sense of humour. That's it. That's the whole plot. Looking for: friends, colleagues, partner (f 30+), basically anyone that fits Muse: Rafael da Silva, journalist | fc: Wagner Moura

"Oh! Oh! This is a good one!" Evidently it had to be one of his best stories for Rafael could barely reign in his laughter at this point. "You know, in my line of work death threats are kind of a merit badge." Another laughing fit was stifled and masked with a fake cough. "I know, I know. Death threats aren't funny, but-"

An unnecessary pause followed. For dramaturgy's sake. Then he continued, chortling: "This one didn't get the memo that death threats are sent anonymously. You should've seen his face when I recited it back to him." He wiped tears of laughter from his eyes. "Priceless!"

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Ilyra didn’t open her mouth, but her feelings shot down their hidden bond. The first part of her statement was something Rafael expected, though the second part was more surprising. A slight, knowing smirk crept onto the corners of his lips. A gentle scoff followed, and the reactions prompted a brief look of puzzlement from the medic still in the room. 

Would you kill me? Whoever might warm your bed if I’m gone? As he sent those words back in thought, the smirk curled further on his features, his eyes flashing with mischief. 

Fortunately, the medic finished up in that moment. Rafael watched her leave. Once the door had shut behind her, he spoke with his voice that time, murmuring more seriously, “I had to get right into the fight. I couldn’t let my people be on their own, in the skies or in the mud.” 

@spellbindingnights

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@devilsmenu

Max is so excited when he sees his brother. He's missed him. He walks up to him, grinning. "Rafeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Did you miss me?"

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@devilsmenu (for a random starter)

Max waved when he saw his nephew. It was still hard for him to believe he has a nephew. He smiles as he meets him at the archery range. "Hey! I'm glad to see you!"

[youllalwaysbemyporcelain]

@devilsmenu

Jem smiles at Rafe. "So, you'll teach me more about archery? I admit, it's quite an exciting thing to learn so far."