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Tazi & Kol reunite at the medicine house.

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Taloba, home to the Myrians, is the thriving core of Falyndar. Inhabited by a fierce and savage tribe where blood sacrifices are normal and a way of life, they are untamed and proud of it. Warlike, and with their numbers growing, the Myrians are set on reclaiming what is rightfully theirs. [Lore]

Of Mice and Medicine

Postby Kol on June 3rd, 2014, 1:21 am

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Dalia.

Like glass shattering, the fog of Kol's thoughts cracked, exploding in tiny pieces leaving him struggling to clean up the mess. It was a harsh shove of reality being thrown in his face; his baby sister walking down the stairs, only ticks from seeing Kol disheveled, shirtless, and aroused. It would have been a cruel joke of fate, only amplified when Tazi accidentally knocked over the bowl. As it clattered to ground, Kol grimaced, pulling away from the female in haste. A fear of being discovered played at the back of his mind, and he held in a sigh of relief when Traya directed his sibling elsewhere. He would have to find a way to repay the elder later. For now, he just wanted to catch his breath and collect himself.

Tazi was the first one to break the silence, and he nodded at her words. Already his mind was figuring out what he would tell Dalia and/or how to avoid questioning all together. It wasn't that he was a liar, or even wanted to bend the truth, it was simply that his personal affairs were just that -- personal. He loved his sisters, but he would need her to focus on her upcoming trial, and on her medicine. If Dalia knew more than she needed to, no doubt she would tell Peia, and then their waking hours would be spent away from training, and more focused on their brother's romantic life. It was a sweet thought, but incredibly irritating.

Oh, he could just imagine how that would go. Every morning waking up to the two girls staring down at him with their sly smiles, Dalia's a bit more sheepish than the other. 'Where's Tazi?' they'd ask, Peia most likely to be dramatic and search around his room. Or perhaps she'd concoct subtle ways to get him injured, just enough to have him taken to the medicine house. 'Don't be so childish, we thought you liked the doctor'. Peia would wiggle her eyebrows, Dalia would giggle. And if the others found out... Kol would just rather keep it a secret until he had a chance to figure out where he stood, or until Tazi indicated otherwise. Kah'ri didn't need to stick her nose where it didn't belong, and the others would be too young to understand or care. The last thing he wanted was one of them was to upset Tazi. For now, he would just take everything in stride and wait to see what would happen next.

"We were gone too long."

Not that he was complaining. The Myrian male bent and swept up his shirt, sliding it back in place. He sidestepped away from her body to give her space to move, breaking out of their little haven. He turned to pick up the things they had knocked over, readjusting himself in the process. The mood was already beginning to fade, like a broken dream that left a bitter sweet taste of sexual tension in its wake. Kol was reluctant to leave, but he took a step towards the stairs, running a hand over his hair in the process. He looked over at Tazi to check her own state, and nearly had a rush to push her back in the small space and continue.

He adverted his eyes quickly and began his ascend up the stairway. The higher he went, the brighter things got, his eyes having to adjust to the lighting. It felt as though he was seeing things with more vibrancy, the memory of his session with Tazi a cloudy memory of lust and interrupted carnality.

They would need to head to the sushi house, or perhaps wait for the two elsewhere, in a less suspicious, easy to spot location. Kol waited for Tazi to lead the way, speaking perhaps the most he ever had to her. "Traya knew where we were. Why did she mislead Dalia?" It was a kind act, one most likely done more for Tazi than Kol, but Dalia's discovery would not affect the younger healer. Traya's diversion had been helpful, but Kol knew so little about the older female, he thought to ask.

Kol paused, waiting to hear Tazi's answer. Then, he continued, "Will you get in trouble?"
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Of Mice and Medicine

Postby Tazi on June 4th, 2014, 2:37 am

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The whole situation was going wrong. Tazi should have known that taking needles out of a patron should not take very long, but she had been so enveloped in the feelings that she had not even considered to think about it. She could tell he was a little worried, especially after how he reacted by the dropping bowl. The way he had recoiled from her was alarming. It was also saddening. Would being caught with her, shirtless and entirely lost to his emotions, really be that bad? Tazi brought a hand up to her shoulder, rubbing her dagger tattoo absently. She could still taste him on her lips, but there was just something about his recoil that secretly made her upset. Taking a breath, she nodded and shrugged the feeling away. They had only encountered one another twice. Maybe it was just that they did not seem to know each other very well.

When he opened the door to move out, Tazi took a moment to rub the wrinkles out of her shirt where his hands had been. As her hands ran down her breasts, they sent angry vibes back to her mind. They wanted to be touched by man hands again. Not that that was going to happen any time soon. Grumbling to her conscious to shut the petch up, she followed Kol out of the closet. The ascent up the stairs should have felt like heaven, if they had completely their tryst. Instead, it felt like she had balls and chains around her ankles. Heavy hearted, they ended up back in the acupuncture room.

”Although I don’t know how she feels about me specifically, she trees all the younger women around here as if they were her daughter. Maybe…” Tazi pondered. Why had Traya steered the young girl away. Was it for Kol’s sanity? But why? Traya didn’t even know Kol. There was no reason to do it for Tazi since Dalia wasn’t her sister. “…maybe she did it to prevent embarrassing both of us. Or embarrassing Dalia. I’m sure seeing you shirtless would have been interesting for her.”

Tazi stepped ahead of them to lead them out a different way than they had come. Even she was beginning to wonder what would be a good excuse to spare Kol the need to explain things. He enjoyed being quiet, and maybe that it how he wanted to keep it. Even with his family. “No. Traya is very understanding. I just may have to work a little extra one day.”

The descended the stairwell of a different corridor. By then, Tazi had come up with a good idea to save them. A right and then a left brought them to a room. She motioned for him to wait outside before disappearing into the room. Moments later, she came out holding a white shirt. “You can say we left to get this. Will that be ok?”

The way she said it almost made it sound like she was sorry this had occurred. Tazi was sorry that it had ended, that Dalia and Traya had gotten so close to discovering them, and that he reacted so poorly when the thought of being discovered was an option. Even though she didn’t have to be sorry for that, it still weighed heavily on her mind. Once he took the shirt, she would leave him towards the entrance, where they could wait for Dalia and Traya to rejoin them.

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Of Mice and Medicine

Postby Kol on June 15th, 2014, 2:03 am

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Kol did not know why Traya had helped the two youths in hiding their little make out session, and he didn't seem wholly satisfied with the guess Tazi was providing. He shrugged, "Dahlia has seen me shirtless, she would not care." No, she would care that he was shirtless with someone - a woman she had just met perhaps? Kol's mind jumped around, offering solutions and he finally came to a conclusion, "If Dahlia is to apprentice here, seeing us would have been distracting in the future. It could compromise things."

That was the responsible answer, was it not? Kol followed after Tazi, waiting outside the door as instructed and realization dawned on him when she returned. My shirt. He paused for a moment, reaching out slowly to retrieve the fabric. If Tazi was upset or uncomfortable, Kol was oblivious to it. Did she not understand his reasoning for not wanting to be caught? He turned the article of clothing over in his hands before nodding.

"This will do."

His second adventure with the medicine woman was proving just as eventful as the first. He rolled it in his hands and threw it over his shoulder, staring forward. Was keeping this a secret from Dahlia so bad? But what kind of secret was this? Tazi and Kol... they had known each other such a short period of time, they kissed, but there was no guarantee it would go farther than this. No, he would tell her. He would tell Dahlia, but on his own time. Once Kol defined things...

"Thank you."

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Postby Tazi on June 18th, 2014, 3:09 am

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Tazi could understand the reasoning, but she did not have to like it. Especially since it made her feel like a stepping-stone for helping his family out. With a quick sigh, she rubbed that thought out of her mind. If she was a stepping-stone, he was putting in a lot of effort to spend time alone with her. After this afternoon, she could not say that Kol was only interested in her to help his sister out. Instead, she remained quiet as she led the way to the main hall. It was quiet, as it was getting late in the day. Al the patrons that had wanted to spend the day here were already present and accounted for. Those that came in now would need medical help of some sort, not mental or physical relaxation.

Silence captivated the two as they stood there. Tazi did not have any idea what to say really. It was somewhat of an awkward moment as she scratched absently at her shoulder. What was she supposed to say? What we just went through was fun, we should do it again sometime. Yea, that sounded stupid. The thought of asking if he would like to do something again soon crossed her hunt. A hunt or foraging party? Something where they could be alone together. For some reason, words seemed to escape her. Surprisingly, she was as quiet as he was normally.

“Kol, I-“ Tazi started, finally mustering the courage to say something. Anything. Of course, it was short lived as she felt a familiar hand on her shoulder. She was forced to turn, meeting the gaze of her elderly mentor.

“Dalia and I have been looking for you two. Where did you get off to?” Traya whistled. Tazi could tell she knew, but her acting was pretty good. Tazi simply shrugged, not excited to say much. Her stomach churned, making her feel a bit queasy, only dampening her mood further.

“Well, no matter. Dalia is a quick learner. When she is ready, send her back my way Kol,” Traya whistled, settling herself next to Tazi like that crazy old grandmother no one ever had. Her eyes were all knowing, and her smile was sly and secretive. It was rather scary. She nodded to Dalia, smiling. “I shall see you again soon little one.”


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Postby Kol on June 24th, 2014, 1:23 am

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Tazi began to say something but with no luck. Traya and Dahlia walked up shortly, greeting the two easily. The elderly woman was smiling, the whole situation now causing Kol's ears to heat up when he met her gaze. She knew. It was so obvious, it was embarrassing. Kol glanced at Tazi, holding up the shirt. Dahlia stepped forward, giving him a curious look only to be overrun with contained excitement. He shrugged at his sister, following Tazi's lead and decided to take charge first, "How was it?"

Dahlia easily beamed with pride, "It was really fun! Kol, I put needles in someone's face!" Now it was the male's turn to raise his eyebrows. Dahlia did not find war appealing but slowly putting sharp objects in a stranger's skin in the name of health was okay. His sister was an interesting one. Was Tazi the same way? He glanced again at the healer, with Traya now at her side.

He quickly adverted his eyes, answering the elderly woman, "I will." His sister, normally so quiet was practically jumping up and down. She had apparently found her niche. Kol was sure, whether he brought Dahlia or not, she would be returning.

"Thank you, Traya. After my trial, I'll come back. Maybe I can learn more?" Young, innocent hope radiated from her, ignorant to the sly smiles and knowing eyes. All she saw was a bright future. Kol rested a hand on his sister's shoulder and turned his head towards the end of the hall, towards the exit. Dahlia sighed wistfully, smiling.

"Goodbye Traya. Bye, Tazi. It was nice to meet you."

Kol hesitated a moment, looking at the two employees from the medicine house. His eyes lingered on the younger of the two, "We'll be back. Thanks for... the tour." The tiniest hint of a smirk before Kol turned away, tossing the fabric on his shoulder and throwing an arm around his sibling. All in all, not a bad day.
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Of Mice and Medicine

Postby Traverse on July 18th, 2014, 1:30 pm

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Skill XP Earned
Flirting2 XP
Observation 5 XP
Planning 1 XP
Seduction 5 XP
Socialization 5 XP


Lores Earned
Tazi: Medicine House Tour Guide
Dalia: A More Accepting Sister


Tazi

Skill XP Earned
Flirting 2 XP
Medicine 1 XP
Observation 5 XP
Seduction 5 XP
Socialization 5 XP
Teaching 1 XP


Lores Earned
Dalia: Kol's Younger Sister
Kol: Stoic and Unreadable on Every Level


Shared Lores:

  • The UNcertainty of a Blossoming Romance
  • Having Sexual Escapades Interrupted
  • Traya: A Kind Forgiving Woman

Yes, I Bite.

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Well this was quite the interesting thread! Sexual tension, copious amounts of flirting, a nice little side plot with Dalia, it had everything! If there were any lores in particular you guys were looking for here let me know, I can't wait to see what happens next with Tazi and Kol!


If you have any questions or concerns regarding your grade, please send me a PM and we can figure it out. :)
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