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Elann and Noah have a deep talk as they take care of another's children

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[Travelers Row] Crying Love (Noah)

Postby Elann on January 8th, 2016, 8:40 am

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She had finished telling him what was on her heart, the feeling of brokenness inside and was expecting sympathy, perhaps some tenderness, but instead she received scolding. It wasn't that she didn't deserve it. She was being stupid and she knew it. Did she even know why she felt broken and insecure one moment and flighty and happy the next? So much bad had come recently, and with it was intermixed good things...very good things. She was dealing with so many struggles in life at the moment and yet had so many good things happen to her that perhaps it was why she felt broken.

"I don't know..." Was all she could say at first. She slowly let go of his hand and moved to set Aneeka down on the rug and fur behind her, wanting full focus of what she was doing. "I just feel that way inside. I feel like these struggles just keep adding onto me, testing me...which maybe it is a test. I've just had so many good things and so many bad things happen to me at the same time that just when I feel I've dealt with something, another bad thing comes to tear me down. I just feel pulled apart inside...broken. You told me last night you loved me, that you want to be my husband..." She now reached out for Phobos, moving the baby who was now chewing on his toy next to his sister. Elann then moved to draw onto Noah's lap, slinging her arms around his neck.

She found her spot there in his arms and then looked up to him. "You told me last night that you loved me and wanted to be my husband," she voiced as if the new position in his lap made her statement all the more clear. "I guess I was afraid that something bad would come again and I didn't want it to be something with us...because I love you too, very much. That is why I asked...I'm sorry Noah."

Her eyes searched his, hoping that his sternness had melted away and the scolding was finished. She knew where she was, that she had broken a barrier between them that they had not discussed, but she couldn't take him being angry at her in the moment. In a way, her behavior was an apology, pleading for forgiveness for her stupidity. The light scent of the winter furs she was wearing could be smelled as well as her normal earthen smell. Her hands upon his neck were slightly warm to the touch, much less so than the previous night, and he could feel that her body was far lighter than it seemed given the exuberant amount of cloth she wore any given day.

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[Travelers Row] Crying Love (Noah)

Postby Noah Amuel on January 8th, 2016, 9:27 am

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Noah underestimated how unnerving his stare could be. Despite the dimness of the room, his voice, accompanied by his eyes, probably made Elann feel worse. The answer to his posed questions was answered with uncertainty. Her voice trailed her, she let go his hand, and set Aneeka down on the fur rug. Then she spoke again, continued to answer his questions with what he thought were valid answers. Noticeably his exterior waned in its severity, eyes following the movements of her lips and expressions of her face as she further made clear of what was in her heart. Just as Elann retracted her hand from his, he withdrew it from her face and space, watching as she moved Phobos to be closer to his sister.

In an unexpected action Elann closed the minuscule distance between them, completely crossing lines that he had not thought would be crossed so soon. He did not protest her movements as she settled onto his lap. Almost in awe of the boldness he continued to listen, looking up at her due to her new position. She recounted what he said the previous night, that he wanted to marry her, to be her husband despite the challenges that presented themselves in their path. It was her second time saying it. It was as if she was wanting to convince herself or him. He didn’t know which, or if that was the motivation at all. As she spoke on how she didn’t want illness to befall their new relationship Noah placed his hand on the small of her back lightly. In the end she apologized to him.

“I forgive you.” His eyes met hers as they searched. If perceptive, they’d find his newfound understanding. There was a new resolution in his heart on how to proceed given the situation. Suddenly he found himself feeling the tinges of guilt for having scolded her, as if she had not deserved it. Perhaps he came off as too harsh? The rhetorical question wavered in his mind.

“I told you,” he began, “that Zulrav and Yahal will be with us in our path together. Just as Zulrav tested me before blessing me with His mark, They will test us until we persevere through whatever storm They conjure. Whatever steps and choices we have made up this point were presented to us for a reason. I do not believe it a coincidence that we are here together now. Do you?”

With his free hand he snaked it around her waist, then pulled her into him, opening his legs in the slightest way to allow her between them, to press his body against hers. He wrapped both arms around her midsection, hugging her in what he hoped was a comfortable way. “If you do, you shouldn’t,” he ended. He felt sure in his words. His devoutness to Zulrav accompanied with her faith in Yahal could only mean that fate caused their paths to cross. Their gods knew what was in store for them when she washed upon the docks of Syliras battered by the seas.
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[Travelers Row] Crying Love (Noah)

Postby Elann on January 8th, 2016, 9:55 am

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It wasn't right away that his arm slung around her and though she laid herself bare, she wondered what the end result would be. He surely wouldn't cast her aside. As she finished apologizing to him, he shifted and supported her lightly on the back. Steadily she watched him for words to come from him, and come they did. He had forgiven her. Her foolishness and self doubt coupled with fear and many other emotions wasn't enough to drive him away. She connected with his eyes, looking as he faced the fire, illuminated by the light, and casting a healthy almost Benshira glow upon his otherwise whitened skin.

She listened to him, as he spoke of their gods so eloquently, how they had a good plan for them. She didn't think it was just a coincidence. Even Morian had eluded to the fact that Yahal saw a great deal of things. She had met him herself. Never could she think of him maliciously harming her. He loved her a great deal. Noah finally embraced her, and instead of being apart from him, she slid into the space he made for her and came in close willingly to him. There against his chest, she rested more happily than she ever had before with him. He had a smell to him, a scent that was his own, and she drank it in. There her eyes closed, she could remember having smelled him before, but never was it like how she felt now.

She silently shook her head 'no' in response to him, letting him know that she heard and thought the same, but didn't want to speak. It was evident that there was a great love in her heart for him, and the feelings of uncertainty and stress seemed to melt away from her. There was something about being in the arms of the man you love that took the whole world away. Where her hands were, she could feel his hair and was tempted to touch it, where her face was, she was tempted to kiss his chest, and there were many other feelings that arose within her. Eventually she let go of his neck, sliding her hands down to his cheeks and then chest where she managed to wriggle them around his body into an even deeper hug.

"I don't need a big wedding," she finally spoke into his chest, loud enough to hear. Her fingers played lightly on his back, almost scratching it with her nails, though very gently. "You tell me what you want to do and we can do it. I imagine you want to have your family come?" She didn't really know how he felt about it. All the details they would have to hash out. It was a strange time with the babies on the floor behind her.

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[Travelers Row] Crying Love (Noah)

Postby Noah Amuel on January 8th, 2016, 10:18 am

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There in his chest her answer came in the form of a head shake. He was glad. She did not believe their meeting a coincidence. Yes, to him, their paths crossing was an act of fate. It conveniently ended his search of a bond mate, gave him reason to stay in Syliras when so many thoughts of home had previously pulled him. Before, he wanted to home to Zeltiva to be with his family. Now, Elann was his family, his love, and would become his wife in time.

Firelight flicked all around the pair and the two babies on the rug front of them. He faced the dancing flame within her hearth, they bore themselves openly not only to one another, but to the warmth emitted from the firebox. The warmth of the flames around them, produced by both hearth and candles, was only reinforced by Elann’s tightened embrace. His love broke the silence, saying that she did not need a big wedding. He felt her fingers musing with his tunic’s cloth on his back, pressing the lightness her nails through. It was a comforting touch. It was enough to allow him to relax further, letting out a deep, seemingly once restrained breath.

She told him that they would do what he wanted. There she had thrust the responsibility of the wedding into his hands. It was something he became worried about. He would not let the worry ruin the moment though. He pushed the thought into the back of his mind, focusing on answering her question. Noah nodded in reply at first, chuckling thenafter. “Even if I did not invite them, they would come anyway.” He paused, tightening his hold around her for an instant before relaxing it again. “They’re like that.”

He pulled his head away from their hold. looking down at her. There was a certain misfortune about her disownment. He would never truly understand where she came from without being there himself, or, in the least, seeing her family. They wouldn’t be at the wedding and he was sure that they would slowly stop being mentioned by Elann herself. He wouldn’t be surprised if she would soon try to forget them, to forget the horror her father had committed towards her despite it being for her protection. The thought caused him to lean forward again, to place a kiss upon her forehead. It was a light grazing of his lips against her skin. It spoke to how sorry he was for her, the realization that he was truly all she had falling upon him suddenly.
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Postby Elann on January 8th, 2016, 10:36 am

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Elann could feel the relaxation take over the two of them. There would be many more conversations to come, but for the moment she was just glad he was comforting her. Peace now coursed through her and at the mention of his family coming she couldn't keep from smiling and loving the tightness of their hug.

"Every time you talk about them, I love them more. I can't wait to meet them."


As he pulled away from her, looking down into her eyes, she couldn't help but to get lost within his. How could she have been so fortunate. Hopefully the letter would be returned shortly, and his family's journey to come for the wedding wouldn't take too long.

Such thoughts were brought to a halt at the sign of his sympathy for her. A small smile in the corner of her lips rest there, welcoming him, yet she could feel his sorrow for her. It was written on his face like a book and she knew that while the feelings still were raw within her, soon they would fade.

Soon the memory of her family and life back in Yahebah would seem to diminish in importance next to the good that they had in store for them. It would be a hard road, but if they kept on the way they were going, and he continued to comfort her like he was, then they could make it together. He bent down to kiss upon her forehead, sending chills through her body and she then tucked back into his arms, hugging him tightly. Not out of sorrow, but because she loved him. There she rest for a while, happily in his lap, cuddling.

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[Travelers Row] Crying Love (Noah)

Postby Konrad Venger on March 15th, 2016, 4:29 pm

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Nice job! Your work has pleased The Sloth!

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XP:
Weaving - 1
Socialization - 1
Observation - 2
Flirting - 2
Rhetoric - 2
Teaching - 1

Lore:
Phobos and Aneeka: Preciously Precocious
Noah: Reason for Joy
Benshira: Gold is Wealth and Marriage
Garland's Wife: Unworthy of Him
Teaching: How to Hold a Baby
Rhetoric: Words of Warning

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XP:
Observation - 4
Seduction - 1
Investigation - 1
Socialization - 2
Rhetoric - 1

Lore:
Kelvic Bond: Flashes of Images
Elann: My Soul's Smile
Garland's Children: Awkward but Intriguing
Kelvic Bonding: Not to be Taken Lightly
Rhetoric: Words of Devotion

Additional:
Kelvic Bonding: A Two-Way Sensation

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I'm not really one for this genre but still, D'AWWWWWW! Such sweetness! First time I've read this kinda lovey-dovey-ness as this Grader AND my first non-Squire/Knight Syliras Grade! I loved how you worked up to that mutual declaration, you made it feel real; a lot of people feel that hesitation and unworthiness, and Elann, you did a great job in wording it. Likewise, very comforting, Noah.

Just one note for Elann: it's BELL, not HOUR, in Mizahar. ;)

Oh, and please make sure you go back and edit your post in the Request Thread to reflect the fact this one is now done and dusted. PM me with any questions and later 'tater!

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