Edith: “He seems to… I don’t think I can answer that, I don’t know him all that well.”
E’hla: The womer simply let out an unimpressed grunt.
Nyra: “He has the ability to be both idiotic and brilliant at the same time. I do not think I would call Dalamus an intelligent man, as he has a tendency to make rash decisions, and rarely seems to contemplate the possible consequences.
Not very unlike an animal, who follow their instincts and endulge their sudden urges, and we all know they are not very intelligent creatures.”
♠:Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc. [Edith]
Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to… ♠:Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc
It had been a while since Dalamus had seen the Imperial woman, and the two had gotten to chatting almost immediately, asking how the other and their families were doing. The mer referenced his wife and daughter only vaguely, but positively, wishing to avoid complications. It was possible Edith may have seen or even spoken to E’hla or Llaara without realizing who they were. For right now, Dalamus was fine with it staying that way.
When the vampire heard a voice he thought belonged to a loved one, he turned his head towards the sound but to no avail. A gentle brush against his collarbone brought his attention back to Edith as she gently straightened the laces of his shirt and smoothed the collar. His features softened in a smile, the recent distraction forgotten. Then he seemed to remember something and the smile remained as he spoke. “I delivered your letter to Constance Michel, and she is more than happy to make an arrangement for the clothes. Both she and the children seemed very excited about the donation.”
Put ‘loaded question’ in my inbox and i’ll generate a number 1-45 for a question my muse will ask yours. angst, fluff, smut, humor, etc.
Under the cut because of post length uwu
Arolilja | #15. “How do I look?”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Dalamus knew he had said something very, very wrong. She is blind, you fool!
"I..." he began, "I am sorry. That was dreadfully uncalled for. I meant no insult..."
Edith | #43 "Who is that?"
It sounded like a name, though not one he recognized. Started with an R. Regi-what? After a moment, he realized that he had not been meant to hear the name, but it was too late now. "My apologies, Edith. I overheard. It is not my intention to pry, if you do not wish to speak of it."
E’hla | #33 "How are you doing?"
The question was soft, abnormally quiet for his baritone voice. Despite the ease with which he ranted and complained and raged about the unfairness of the situation when E'hla was not around, he could not bring himself to be mad at her right now. It was more of a tired sadness that filled him at the moment, and all he wanted was for her to be happy. He wanted to hold her and hear her voice say something pleasant.
Fenris | #39 "Are you okay?"
Of course he is okay. Look at the size of him! Like a walking mountain. Why were werecreatures so.. big all the time? Even in their human forms.Normally, Dalamus might not be polite around werebeasts, mostly due to his uneasiness. But he was not a complete imbecile. He knew better than to provoke a werebeast on its own turf. Plus, this Nord had not done him any wrong.
The vampire set down the bow he had been training with. "I promise you I was aiming at the bulls-eye, not your arm. ..At least it only grazed you?"
Gavril | #41 "Have you ever thought about a threesome with Daedra?"
"Maybe Sanguine and Molag, since you all like to screw with people's relationships, or just their lives in general. You would probably get along. Pulling families apart and laughing at the agony of the innocent and all." Dalamus crossed his arms and glared--if only looks could kill... "You remind me of my father, but worse. I did not think such was possible. Congratulations."
Llaara | #25 "Where did you hide the dagger?"
He asked quietly, knowing the sensitivity of the subject. "The dagger you kil--stabbed the thief with. Did you hide it? It does no good hidden away, sweetheart..." The mer knew not what else to add. Most of the statements he could think of began with 'I' and so he assumed they would be considered selfish.
Still, he continued, against his better judgement. "I just want you to be able to defend yourself if something like that ever happens again. For everyone's sake, I hope it does not ever happen again, of course, but.. I would feel better knowing you have a weapon on you."
Nova | #16 "What are we?"
The vampire's arms were crossed, but his voice was wary. He knew better than to get too close; then again, she seemed to have some magical skill as well as physical. It was a simple and honest enough question, at least to him. He needed to know how she felt about him so he may act accordingly.
"Are we enemies? Are you wanting to murder me any time soon? I just would like to know if I need to sleep with an eye open."
Nyra | #26 "How often do you do that?"
A brow lifted in curiosity and perhaps some slight disgust. "I can still smell the werebeast on you, and it is definitely not blood. Sleeping with random werebeasts sounds.. risky."
He waited a moment for her answer or a reaction, and then added, "Gods, please tell me you do not sleep with them while they are Shifted." He feigned a shiver.
Tindra | #9 "Can we talk?"
Dalamus was, of course, wary around werebeasts that he did not know well, but she was a bit different. He could smell Shadrach on her, and assumed it was because she was his lover that Tortulja had only briefly and vaguely mentioned once before.
"I apologize for the suddenness of my question. I am a friend of Shadrach's, and the family staying with him is my wife and daughter. I will not bore you with details, I just.. wish to know how everyone is doing.”
The woman was downright distraught, and seeing her so upset dug deep into his chest. From what he could understand from her frantic speech, her daughter was missing - possibly taken by the woman's ex.
Arlow struggled to keep himself level-headed, and asked the woman for a piece of clothing her daughter was known to wear frequently. He said it was to ask anyone if they had seen her in it, but really it was to get her scent so Skyld could track her movements.
The Nord grabbed the woman's shoulder firmly, making sure to catch her eye.
Special Talents: Photographic memory, and she has a great eye for detail, putting the needs of other before her own.
Who they like better: It’s a tie
Who they take after more: Probably Edith
Personal Head canon: Olivia has always been a quick learner, and as a child she could often be found with a book in her lap reading quietly to herself. As she grew up she came to appreciate the little things in life, like having a family who loves her, a roof over her head and food to eat every day. Seeing the less fortunate made her want to help, and after persuading her mother and father they arranged a feast for the beggars and orphans once a week. Later in life she would select a beggar, orphan, anyone who needed help, and teach them what they needed to know in order to get a job and help turn their life into something better.
