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Seasonal Challenge-- Quzon and Caesia meet in a rather chaotic way outside of Baultimes Tent.

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Escaping With A Kiss

Postby Caesi Starguide on April 9th, 2016, 12:13 am

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25th, Spring, 516av
Dusk-Night

Escaping With a Kiss





The sun was beginning to descend, bursts of golds and oranges shimmered in the darkened the sky, saying farewell to the people below. With the sun's dwindling a light chill was brought with it upon Zulravs soft breath. Caesi wrapped her cloak tighter, missing the heat from the rays of the sun. It was not awfully cold, the weather was pleasant, not too hot, not too cold but at night with out the sun in the air there was a bite of chill on the air. Caesi peered over to her Pavilion member and friend Luraine. Her medium length hair tyed back in a basic pony tail, swayed back and forth. She was not a Drykas but Caesi did not care. The girl was around her own age, working just as hard or even harder as other Drykas in her Pavilion contributing greatly. Besides that, they became fast friends when she was brought in by the Ankal, and would wonder off when time permitted it.

That was one of those times, as they walked towards the Baultimes Barrel tent. The tent caught all eyes, as it was a plethora of colors, decorated in deep and bright reds and shimmering appearing golds. The tent belonged to Baultime, who was a happy soul, though perhaps a little too fond of the drink and ladies. The middle aged man was a flirt with all Drykas women who came in for a brew or ale, though Caesi never took him serious. The two entered the tent, gazing over at the locals and foreigners chatting among themselves, sipping on some brew. There wasn't anywhere to really sit, as tables and chairs would not make for fast packing and travel. So many stood around outside, a few inside, drinking their alcohol, gossiping, or telling drunken tales that were overly exaggerated.

Caesi turned to her friend and smiled, motioning with her hand for the girl to Stay There. Baultime was a kind man, with reasonably priced drinks, but he over charged those who were not a Drykas. It was something Caesi herself did not agree too but it was just how it was among the Drykas. Outsiders were viewed with a distasteful eye or a wary one, depending. Combing her hands through her hair, she walked over to Baultime giving him a bright smile.

“Greetings Baultime.” Caesi said softly, putting two fingers over her heart in a respectful Drykas greeting. The man turned around his eyes getting a bit large and he gave a jovial chuckle making his large belly bounce ever so slightly. “Greetings Starguide, what a beauty you are.” Baultime winked at her, being is normal willy self. Caesi rolled her eyes and chuckled, “Why thank you, I am glad my appearance pleases you. But I am not here to banter, I would like a gallon of Ale.” Caesi pointed to the Ale indicating she would like it as soon as possible, wanting to get back to her friend. Baultime nodded his head, “Not many women can handle me, so I will let you have a pass this time.” He paused to hand her the gallon of Ale, “Next time however you will not get away so easily.” He gave a laugh and Caesi smiled, handing him 2sm for the Ale.

Returning to Luraine the two girls walked out of the tent, “Want to try some?” Caesi asked the girl, as she was impatient to give the drink a taste, never having it before. Luraine nodded he head excitedly, as she too had never experienced the taste either. Caesi brought the jug of Ale to her lips, sniffing the liquid inside. Her dainty nose wrinkled slightly, as the bitter scent entered her nostrils. “Oh it does not smell good...” She bit her lower lip casting a nervous glance at Luraine. The girl signed with her hand for Caesi to Not Be A Coward, indicating that she wanted her to drink it so she could try it too. Caesi let out a breath and gave a curt nod, tilting the jug to take a large swig of the amber liquid.

Her taste buds screamed as the warm Ale hit her tongue. It was like a fire going down her throat, that was bitter and tangy. She coughed a bit and wheezed handing Luraine the jug of Ale. She made a growling like noise, as she cleared her throat. It was a taste to be adjusted to, though it was not as horrible of an after taste as it was when she first tried it. Luraine started coughing herself, pushing the jug back into Caesi's hand as Luraine rubbed her throat, “Not good.” The girl said, her Pavi not all that great. Caesi nodded her head in agreement, as she could not help but take another swig of the Ale. The second drink was not as bad as the first, but it wasn't that much better. Licking the moisture off her lips she frowned as the hairs on the back of her neck prickled slightly. She felt like she was being watched, though she was not completely sure.

Turning to look behind her she saw a man who looked to be in his late twenties approaching them with a smug smile, Caesi looked back at Luraine, her brows knitted and her eyes wide with nervousness. She quickly signed to her friend, Beware, before the man came upon them. “Now what is two pretty girls like you doing drinking?” the man asked, reaching over to brush the hair from Caesi's shoulder. Caesi cleared her throat taking a small step back from the man, as he was too close for comfort. “We find it to be relaxing.” Caesi said curtly, not engaging the man but not backing down either. The man gave a laugh, noticeably staring down at Caesi's full lips. The girl cringed inwardly, trying to keep her face from showing the disgust she was feeling, although her eyes were probably on fire with a need to slap him. “Well, I know of other ways to relax if you want me to show you?” The man inquired of Caesi, leaning in close.

Luraine pulled her back, “Ah..Uhm.. One minute my friend needs something.” Caesi hastily said, not sure what the man had meant and not wanting to find out either. Though she was not sure how to escape this situation, fear started to rise inside her chest. She did not think he would harm her or anything, it was just an uncomfortable situation to be in. Luraine whispered fiercely in her ear, “Man to left, go kiss, dare you.”

Caesi wanted to yell how brilliant and Luraine was for such an idea, she spotted the man she was talking about. “Oh there you are!” Caesi said in a girly excitement as she rushed over to the man. She did not have time to really see him, only noticing the paleness of his skin and a strange blue hue she thought was perhaps from the moonlight, she had not time to think about it or she would not do it, having never kissed another before.

She rushed over into the man's arm, jumping up and kissing him. Well, she meant to kiss his lips, but had actually fumbled and stumbled, clumsily kissing his nose instead. "I missed you my heart." Caesia said gently, then tilting her head and softly kissing the strangers lips. He could probably taste the ale on her lips that she was drinking. She decided not to count this as her first kiss, as it was really just an evasion method. Though she didn't really have time to worry about it or the fact that she just kissed a complete stranger.

She leaned back down to her feet, giving him a better look. He was taller then she was, his hair short and his skin giving off a blue hue that was strange. He looked to be strong and muscular, his green eyes shimmering like emeralds. He was not a Drykas and she was not even sure he spoke Pavi, switching to Common she whispered, “Please.. Go with it.” Hoping the man would understand her, her bright teal eyes looking into his blazing green ones, pleading him and looking over her shoulder at the man who was bothering her, then back.

She hoped the kiss would help her escape, if the man would go along with it, pretending they were together then it should all go to plan. She bit down on her lower lip nervously, as she laid her head on the strangers chest, embracing him to further prove their fake relationship. Waiting for his reaction her heart pounded hard against her chest the man probably feeling how rapid and slightly frightened she actually was of the creep behind her, as she trembled slightly from fear and anger for being afraid. Caesi was not used to such intimate things, nor was she accustomed to being flirted with in such a manner. It was not a jovial flirt like Baultime, but a more serious one.

The creep behind her had looked at her as if she was a feast to be ate. It made her sick to her stomach, the urge to ram an arrow through his eye or any sharp object was strong, but she held the urge at bay. She was not one to be talked to like that, typically her bold and sassy attitude would have reared its head, but the Ale had dulled her down a little, making it harder to quip back as easily. It made her slightly sluggish and tired, enhancing her fear and panic for some reason. Perhaps she was tipsy or maybe it was all just a mentality thing. Either way, she was not going to be drinking Ale again, unless she was inside her own tent and away from people.



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Escaping With A Kiss

Postby Quzon on April 14th, 2016, 5:23 pm

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Quzon had been walking towards Baultimes's tent fully intent on simply walking past it. In fact, he had no knowledge of the taverns existence. So he trudged onward, wearing only a pair of boots, a belt, and a loincloth. It was his typical jungle attire which had gotten him more than a few judgmental looks that day. To be quite honest, the Myrian-Isur wasn't very fond of clothes to begin with, finding that all he needed was a belt to hold his weaponry. And this day was no different. Found located in his belt against his lower back were both his hand-axe and hunting knife.

The Myrian was prone to random bouts of random exercises. An act which might have seemed funny to the people who did not know him. He made sure his right foot was planted solidly on the ground, then lifted his left leg out so that it was off of the ground behind him. It required him to balance on one foot, holding his arms out to his sides to help him adjust his body weight to keep from falling over. He lightly hooked his lifted ankle around the calf of the leg he stood on, then bent that knee to lower his body as far as he could hold. It forced his calf muscles to bare the weight of his entire bulk of his two hundred and thirty five pound frame, then pushed up off the ground to stand up right again. Preforming a single leg squat that worked his calf muscles rather than his thighs. He repeated the process twelve more times before setting his foot back onto the ground. Taking one step forward, almost about to do it again on his other leg until he was distracted.

Quzon glanced ahead to see two young women talking to a male. The sight was nothing of interest to him as he diverted his gaze to the path ahead. The sudden voice of one of the girls speaking to Quzon caused him to glance back over at the girl, arching a brow slightly. Was she talking to him? Taking a quick look around the area, he didn't spot anyone that seemed to respond, so he guessed that yes, she was indeed talking to him. When the girl kissed his nose, his eyes widened in surprise. Unsure why the odd woman felt a need to embrace him.

When she pulled back to kiss him on the lips, he reciprocated the kiss in very formal way. Not putting effort into it, but only just standing there. Still confused, but only returning the kiss her once her lips were pressed up against his. The entire situation confused him until he tasted the ale on her lip. "This girl is drunk ... and confused." He thought to himself, placing his hands onto the girls hips as they kissed in preparation push her away. Trying not to harm her.

He refrained from pushing her once he saw the look of fear in her eyes; the girls words only proving to reaffirm his need to help her. He knew how it felt to be bullied, and hated those who provoked unnecessary trouble. The entire situation was culturally awkward to him. Since Quzon was no longer in Taloba, but in Endrykas where things seemed to be completely different.

Different was nice.

But different wasn't so grand when he was forced to stick out like a sore thumb. And right now, the Myrian had words for the man who terrified the woman. He was born into a matriarchy, so gave all women their due respect and treated them as equals rather than objects. He was a man who saw women as strong figures. Thus, when the female asked for his aid. Quzon took it far too seriously.

He embraced Caesi in his arms, pulling her closer to him while his hand ran up and down the girl's back in an attempt to comfort her. Quzon's eyes narrowed onto the male Drykas ahead of him with hateful intensity. It was the look of a man way too serious to joke with. The stare might have seemed like emerald daggers directed at Baultime's heart by Caesi's very protective 'lover'. But no, Quzon just wanted to set the man on fire and watch him burn to see the terrified look on his own face.

"Blood of my heart!" He greeted her as if she were the person who filled his heart with passion. He shifted his gaze back to the girl as he spoke loud enough for Baultime to hear him. The Mixed-Blood then leaned in to kiss the girl gently on her forehead in a caring way. And before he pulled back from the kiss, he paused for a brief moment to whisper to her. "Show him, no fear. Quzon help." Giving her his name. It would be clear from his foreign accent and broken common that it was not his native language.


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Escaping With A Kiss

Postby Caesi Starguide on April 14th, 2016, 8:15 pm

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Caesi was worried the man would push her away, not understanding the situation. But then the blue-hued man embraced her, pulling her closer against his bare chest. His hand ran up and down her back, not in a romantic way, but in one of comfort making her trembling ease. She gave a audible sigh of relief knowing that this stranger she had kissed was going to help. Stranger.. I kissed a stranger! Panic wanted to bubble up inside her at what she had just done. She inhaled deeply, the man's scent mingling with the fragrance around Baultimes Tent. Pushing the panic away, she looked up at the man, his emerald gaze throwing dagger's at the drunken man who was outside of Baultimes Tent. She wanted to giggle, not sure why but the sight made her happy. Then he greeted her, with words that were for a person another felt complete passion and love for.

Caesi held his emerald gaze, then he leaned in and kissed her on the forehead. She gave a soft gasp at the tenderness of it, then he told her what she needed to hear. For her to show no fear, and that Quzon was there to help. His thick accent enveloped the common words, hugging them tight as the rolled off his tongue. Common was not his native language, nor was it hers.

The man who was bothering her spit on the ground, “Preferring comfort from a foreigner instead your own kind.” He growled the words in common so Quzon could understand too. “I have no want for such a female who is tainted by a Walahk.” The man followed his harsh words with sign, Foreigner-slut, Tainted, Dirty He glared at her friend, who was an outsider too, and she reached for the hilt of her dagger at the waist band of her pants. But the man stalked off leaving them. Slipping her hand from the dagger, she placed them at Quzon's chest with out thinking as the man left a dagger of his own, in her ego.

The man's words should not have bothered Caesi, but they did for some reason. Her teal eyes fixed on the ground, as a tear slipped out. Being called all those horrible things takes a toll out on another person. She swatted at her face, clearing it of the distress his words caused her. Must go on, stay strong. Caesi said to herself, as she looked up at Quzon a bright smile on her face.

Taking in his appearance more fully. He was half-naked, which she supposed if she looked that sturdy she would want to flaunt it as well. But she figured that perhaps he was a hunter and the clothes only got in the way. Being a huntress herself, she knew how clothes could be bothersome when you are out on the hunt. His left arm was a different color compared to his pale skin and blue hue. It appeared as burnt charcoal, with that dull black and grey tones. She frowned slightly, he appeared to be like the fierce mountain men that the Endrykas would trade with, but different at the same time. Tattoos covered his left arm, almost like wind-marks but the workmanship and style was completely different. She roamed her gaze over his bare chest, his left pectoral had a tattoo. She peered at another tattoo that stood out among the rest, it was as if this tattoo carried a life of it's own on his right bicep. She reached with her fingers to softly touch it, to make sure it was not alive.

Clearing her throat, as she was probably being a little rude by her inspection of the man she bowed her head in respect, keeping her eyes to the ground, “I thank Quzon. For being strong. When I weak.” Her common coming out accented as well, with a soft lilt and smokey tone. Luraine came forward and Caesi signed to the girl, Go Home, I am Okay, Dont tell Pa. The girl was better at sign then speaking Pavi, as she preferred to be silent, so she had built a love for the Grassland Sign. Luraine nodded her head and ran off towards the Starguide Pavilion.

Caesi brought her curious teal eyes back to Quzon. “You are like mountain.” Caesi said bluntly, grinning slightly. It was like her and many Drykas to say what was on their mind or how they felt, not letting themselves think too much on it. “If I look like you, I would be half-naked too.” She gave a laugh, patting him on his arm, to let him know she was joking around, although she was being serious at the same time. “I am Caesi of Starguide Pavilion, Amethyst Clan.” The young girl said to the man who rescued her from the drunken creep. She gestured to the ale, raising her brows “You can have.” Caesi said still speaking in common to Quzon, as she was done with the stuff, perhaps this man enjoyed the taste and the liquid fire of the ale, she was not sure. “I am not usually..weak. That made me dull.” Caesi explained pouting slightly, folding her arms and shaking her head, “Never again.” She said aloud, glaring at the brew as if it was an enemy of her clan.

Caesi was getting slowly accustomed to speaking Common again, the words coming a bit faster to her now. Though she was still not that great at it, neither was Quzon, but they understood each other so that was all that mattered. She peered up at the man, smiling brightly. He was now her favorite person for helping her in her time of need. The ale was beginning to wear off finally, though it still left a buzzing in her head, she was gaining who she was back again.






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Escaping With A Kiss

Postby Jasmine Stormblood on May 11th, 2017, 6:22 pm

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