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Post by vamperious on Apr 1, 2014 12:34:53 GMT -5
She listened to his words as she ate her own food. To her surprise he had a little sister, which made her wonder if she was as beautiful as he was? Perhaps their entire family was pretty? Or just the children? Her attention was brought back to Darius when he took a wine glass and brought it to his lips before speaking about people. He was right everyone had intentions, and every one made mistakes- the knew that part well. He however said to judge them fairly, that made her wonder-how would one judge things fairly when harmed in the situation. "I don't know if I would be able to judge them accordingly if I am the injured party. That is best left to an outside source I think." She said as she sighed, taking a glass her self and sipping it to help her eat her food a bit better since it was starting to get dry from the meat. Her eyes watched him from the corner of her eye as he ate more of his food, she however looked at him as he spoke, she was trying to figure something out about him, with out asking since he wasn't one to up front tell whom he embodied as a deity- she didn't mind but then again her patron wasn't a bad one- every one had misfortune in one aspect of their life, both the beautiful and the not, She couldn't ask however. She was going to challenge his statement about waiting since her father was the only reason she had waited so long, but his last words stuck her hard. Her smile fell away and she elf t her face fall a bit, her plate in her lap as she had taken a seat by him. She understood that completely, and it hurt her to know this poor man had to suffer for his family, though she knew she would do that same one day. She however had a thought cross her mind and she looked up at him a serious expression on her face. "Be selfish. You can't always be miserable- find something that makes you happy and stick with it. It will make life a bit more bearable...My mother- the only reason she didn't sell me off when I had come of age was because my father. My garden is my guilty pleasure...It makes dealing with men like we have seen easier where I can escape and ignore the world." She told him something she never would have told anyone but then again he was so easy to talk to for her. "This mask is an extension of my escape- I can hide my emotions and pretend to be what others expect me to be...The same reason i made my sister one, thought she is more happy with her life-I envy her willingness to embrace what fate gives her...I simply sulk about in a garden..." She ended up mumbling as she popped an olive in her mouth and looked at the ground away from Darius. She was trying to convey her words in a manner he would understand since she wasn't the most fluent in speaking. -------------- Amrena turned and found Lysandra there with her date who looked rather quiet. Taking her own dates arm she went over to her with a smile," Hey! Are you having fun? Oh did you see Anemone? She was so exotic- I wish I could dance like her." She said with a small frown. Contiitia smiled at her lightly and patted her arm," You danced beautifully, but you shouldn't push your self." he hadn't spoken much that evening since his accent was rather heavy from a bit of strange country that was bordering theirs. She smiledat him loving the way his voice sounded before looking at to lysandra, feeling silly for not introducing them properly. "Oh I'm sorry this is Lady Lysandra my good friend and this is Sir Contiitia, my date for this evening." She said with a smirk at the boys name.
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Post by kimcora on Apr 1, 2014 21:37:59 GMT -5
Darius hadn't been expecting her to comment on the judgment bit. She was honest, that was fair. But he never really felt he had a bias. Call it the blind fury that Nemesis always had. But when she stepped up and countered him on his idea of being compliant with their station and responsibilities that didn't always agree with their interests, he was forced into a very honest place. He listened to her speak, let her say her peace that in a way he agreed with. She was right in a way, sacrifice was a big part of life and hiding in the places you felt safe. But masking your feelings and "I didn't say I was miserable Anemone. I still find joy in different things." He said, his expression softer and wondering why she chose to share something so personal with him. He understood her thoughts, he understood the feelings of unease and anger. Perhaps even feelings of a certain resignation that they all had to face eventually. She felt envious of her sister's ability to adapt and her inability to accept that part of her life. "You're right, it isn't good to give in everything for other people. But reality isn't something you can just escape from with selfish ideals or even a different part of life...You understand that." He said before he placed a hand on her shoulder when she looked away. He could feel emotion from her that sounded sad, he didn't want to make her upset. "Hey, hiding your emotion isn't what anyone wants. You have a beautifully intelligent mind that needs to be heard. You have perfectly sound feelings that need to be known. You aren't your sister and that is important. You are stronger than you give yourself credit for." He said before his hand slipped away. "It's a refined strength that you posses. It isn't loud and flamboyant or full of Zeus's fury. But poised and captivating like one of your flowers." He said, hoping to get that across to her that she wasn't some weak little girl hiding away from the world. She didn't have to be... ~~~ Lysanra smiled when Amrena approached, glad to have a friend there. Elias bowed slightly to Arena and her date, Lysandra even giving a small curtsey. "Yeah I saw Anemone. She is an amazing dancer and I didn't expect it. You two kept up quite well. You both are graceful dancers." She said before looking to Amrena's date. "It is a pleasure to met you Sir Contiitia." She said before he motioned to Elias. "This is Sir Elias, his family is here with a current spice trade." Elias was sure of himself infront of the guests, his more serious demeanor showing as he didn't smile or put on airs. He was covering up his nervous nature and Lysandra felt he was doin well. "It is nice to meet you Lady Amrena, Sir Contiitia." He said before glancing at Lysandra who was trying to keep conversation alive with Amrena. "You look amazing Amrena. I love how your mask turned out."
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Post by vamperious on Apr 1, 2014 22:16:56 GMT -5
His words were simple but held meaning to her. He was speaking form experience. However when he put a hand on her shoulder, she knew he was simply cheering her up. She shook her head a this words however, almost looking cross at the topic now. "It is what is required of me however. Weather they want me to or not- its what will happen." She said before taking a breath as she felt a pull from her middle, like her stomach had fallen through to the floor. Her expression softened a bit before she looked up at him thinking about this other words about her strengths. "My name sake- Anemone- its a mall blue flower that grows on a vine, the vine takes over a garden- strangling out all other life-the flowers small and quite, they are fragile as a breeze could take them away. Their sent is quiet as it is soft- like my voice, I possess no real strength, My family strangles out all the other things I had sought out in life. My garden is the only thing I am allowed any more. I do appreciate you trying to cheer me up- I know I am a puppet for my family to control, I just wanted to find somethings that made me happy first." Her voice has been serious but it was still the same soft tones she used with him. Standing up, putting her plate down, she didn't feel like eating any more. She had drank a bit much wine and her gut couldn't handle it it seemed. Looking a little pale and mumbled words to Darius so he wouldn't think she was just leaving him there. "I think I'm going to be sick..." She said as she walked out to the balcony area, right by the door and took off her mask, leaving it on the railing, putting her hands over her forehead to try to get the dizziness to subside a bit.
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She smiled back at her friend and nodded," Thank you, I do like the red on you. It suits you very well." She said bringing up Lysandra's mask. It honestly did suit her however it made the girl look a little pale but if it was what she wanted to go for she wasn't complaining. "Thank you Elias, I appreciate it. I'm guessing your not a dancer yourself- Do you like to read? Or cook? Play music?" She asked him since it seemed he felt a little awkward she was doing her best to make him feel included.
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Post by kimcora on Apr 1, 2014 23:39:01 GMT -5
Darius felt he had struck a nerve by the tone she got with him and he didn't mind it. What he minded was the fact he upset her by being his usual abrupt self. But he was not a liar and not out just to please people. If anything he was probably more honest than he should be. Amrena was careful to describe the flower of her name sake in such a way to portray her fragility and weakness. But that was just a part of her that she was overly emphasizing. Surely she must see the good in there...But it seemed whatever the family had done to stifle her in the past had done its job. He felt concern for her and wanted to find the right words to make her understand what he was tryin to say, but she suddenly rose as if to leave. Her mumbles lost him since he only heard the catch end of it. "Sick?" He said to himself, rising to see her go towards the balcony. He knw from experience with Ysold that she would need water so he grabbed some from that table they had been at, no longer gone than a moment. He approached her, unsure if he was in trouble with her or if she was actually sick. "I apologize if I spoke out of turn...my sister often says I talk too much for my own good. Water helps...bread will too if you feel up to it later." He put the bronze cup of water on the rail, wanting to be accommodating and help but was giving her her space. She needed a moment to maybe get her thoughts together or at least let the wine settle in case that was the cause. So he took a step back, taking to watching the people moving about around them. Most were drunk at this point, laughing and cheering as they went to find more fun in the town. He even caught sight of Ysold, who was working on a man nearby. She wasn't in the slightest drunk, he could tell by the way she had her hand on the nobleman's coin purse, but she could act quite well. It helped that her deity was Eros...She seemed to feel another set of eyes on her and looked over her shoulder in time to see Darius standing and looking lost. She gave him a wink before she disappeared into the crowd again with her new catch. He gave a shake of his head and wondered a moment if Anemone would ever feel comfortable enough to go out and find these things that made her happy. He wanted to ask her about them, but was unsure if he should press more into what he shouldn't know. He had only just met her, and already he knew she had a hard life... ~~~~ Lysandra was glad Amrena had more of a tolerance for Elias and that she was trying to include the man. He was so damn quiet he made Lysandra look boisterous. She was almost a bit curious how he would answer since only moments ago he had spoken to her about the musical instruments being used. Elias seemed to lighten a little, his expression softening slightly. "Music is more my forte. My deity is actual one of the muses, Aoide...The music here was excellent and exotic enough to draw the crowd." He said before he looked down a moment. Lysandra was curious as to why her mother would choose a man for her of a musical attribute, but to say the least it warmed her up to him a little more... "And you Amrena? Any interests?" He asked, being poilite as he was always taught.
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Post by vamperious on Apr 2, 2014 0:00:28 GMT -5
Her posture stiffened a bit as he had followed after her, she was a bit embarrassed now. His words however confused her a bit, did he think he had upset her? She shook her head but that only made her more dizzy. "N-no your fine- I drank too much wine. Ple---please wait." She said feeling like she might pass out but it passed after a few minutes. She ended up splashing some water on her hands and putting it on her face. It seemed the sick feeling had passes, and she sipped some water before turning to look at him. He looked a little unsure and it made her smile. "For such a serious man, you seem a bit out of sorts now." She said in a way of saying he looked a little bothered."Is it because of me?" She added on the end of her current statement wanting to know if she had upset him by her words or actions. She wanted to know, she however looked over at the rail to fine her mask. She felt better without it on but she knew it was a rule. She took a breath before putting her mask back on she put in a soft smile, making it seem as if they hadn't been having a heavy discussion before she felt sick. ---------------------- Amrena pursed her lips in thought before she light up again, if it were nay more possible, the girl was a power house. "I don't know my patron just yet but I find everything so interesting! Everything is just so much fun." She gave a small giggle. "Adventuring, horseback riding, looking at paintings, listening to music- everything has its own unique outlook on things." She sounded honestly happy with her broad ideas, but that was how she worked. Her sister was more narrow minded and closed off while she was open to everything.
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Post by kimcora on Apr 2, 2014 0:24:22 GMT -5
Darius heard her speak back, causing his eyes to go back to her. He felt himself frown in concern, espcially since she didn't sound too good. He gave her the moment she needed to steady herself, his eyes averting as she went about splashing her face with water and drinking something. It was only polite since she was currently ailing. She suddenly spoke to him, calling him out on an expression he had that aparently looked out of sorts. He actually rather dumbly touched his face, his confusion showing. Had he been making a face? He let the hand fall and he gave slight nod of affirmation when she asked if it was over her. "Well yes, I should be concerned when you aren't feeling well." He said, his answer simple and honest, as he was usually alright with. He looked at her face now covered by the mask, the smile there reassuring him till he remembered the point she made earlier about taking her feelings for other's benefits. "You feel alright now right?" He asked wanting to be sure she wasn't going to pass out. ~~~~ Amrena's response had both Lysandra and Elias in agreement. Amrena had a personality of versitility, that was going to be market able for her family later. It made Lysandra though think that she was happy the girl had spoke to her. To have someone that was freer and more happy gave Lysandra a boost of confidence herself. It drove her to smile a lot more than she was used to, espcially when horse back riding was brought up. She loved horses, since they were such gentle giants. Darius was actually the one that taught her how to ride a horse since that was one thing they both could do together. "We will have to go for a ride sometime. My uncle owns a plot of land with forest range. It's fun to explore it, especially with others." She said, remembering how Darius always kept her from getting lost due to his training in navigation.
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Post by vamperious on Apr 2, 2014 0:39:38 GMT -5
When he asked once again if she was feeling alright, she couldn't help but nod to let him know how she felt. Her sickness had passed and she felt better but it didn't quite her middle. She was excited to see him so worried about her but it was wrong for him to think certain things in her opinion. Such as being miserable for ones family, usually the eldest had to think of that but it was still a terrible thing to think about- not that she didn't think about it, both of them being the eldest in their families. She sighed," I'm sorry for my words It was-too opinionated to share such things." She said looking away a bit near the end letting him know it was wrong for her to push her opinion off on him like that. "Its not like you want my opinion after all I'm just a girl you saved from her own inevitable misfortune." She said more as a joke but it didn't sound like one- it sounded like she wanted him to do something, say something to make her forget but she knew this was a very socially influenced party so nothing could be risked really. Not to mention he was worried about her health at the moment. her voice sounded small to her but she knew she was trying to act normal now, at least trying to see him smile a bit more before tonight was over. In case he felt the push of some invisible hand via the social chain on him to make him avoid her from then on- she wanted to enjoy the rest of tonight, hopefully to avoid depressing topics. ~~~~ Nodding Amrena agreed to go with her when they had a chance however it seemd her date wanted to go get some food, so she went with him leaving the two alone again. They talked about some little things but she saw her sister on the balcony with the man from the dance again, she looked a little off but she assumed it was the crowd getting to her. She was never one for large parties such as this. She was going to go talk to her but her date dragged her off to look at some art pieces in the temple.
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Post by kimcora on Apr 3, 2014 21:19:15 GMT -5
Darius didn't know why she apologized, especially since she only spoke her mind. He didn't mind hearing what she had to say, since she was honest. She didn't lie, she didn't sugar coat thins, and she didn't hate him for being honest either. She was kind hearted and intelligent...worth more than what she had to endure. It wasn't his place to tell her that, but it seemed she wanted it to be. She looked down and said something he never wanted her to think. He didn't know her as well as he would have liked to know her. Had things been different they could have been friends...Friends...She was the only stranger that actually really gave a crap enough to speak to him like he was an equal. She was probably not deserving of having someone like him around her, but he didn't feel like telling her that...In fact he didn't feel like letting her believe she was of no value to him. He wanted to know her. He wanted to understand. He wanted to make her smile.. He reached out, his hand under her chin and giving a small pull to get her to look at him. "You don't give yourself enough credit." He said, before giving her a soft smile since he was trying to play this off kindly, giving her reason to smile and not to sound so small. She deserved to hold her head high. "My family abandoned me. My sister thinks I'm a failure, my father died a traitor and my mother hasn't spoken to me in two years. And a young, beautiful stranger told me her name and spoke to me as an equal. She says what's on her mind and doesn't hide behind a mask around me from what I've seen." In a fluid motion, he pulled the mask from her face gently, holding it out in reaching distance for her to take in case he overstepped his bounds. He wanted to see her face though, wanted to see her reaction to his words. "Anemone, your opinion means something, especially to me. Speak your mind. I'll listen." He gave her a smile that he only really gave Lysandra, one with a pride and acceptance he didn't share with all. He wasn't sure how she would react but she was welcome to anything she felt. He didn't judge when he was to presence at fault.
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Post by vamperious on Apr 3, 2014 21:49:37 GMT -5
She was quiet a few moments, her face covered a small smile there as she had put it there to make him not worry. However when she felt a warm hand on her chin making her look up at her masked date of the evening, he looked serious, but in a light mood- nothing angry serious as she had seen earlier. His words hit her directly in her gut. She felt terrible for him saying such things, it hurt her heart to hear such things. His words about her made her pause however, her eyes a bit wide at him calling her beautiful- a strange thought they had met once before- she understood him on that but she as easily trusting. He moved his hand, taking her mask gently the strings falling off as if some one had pulled them before. He apparently wanted to look at her, for her reaction he assumed but she couldn't help the look on her face at his words. She wasn't shocked or surprised, but she smiled at him, it was a small smile that grew till she felt her eyes getting wet. She didn't figure she wanted to cry because she was upset but because someone wanted to talk to her, know what she really thought not just heard the 'social' opinion. Her eyes on his lips as he gave a smile to her she hadn't seen yet, it was sweet and held a tender side to it. She wiped her eyes a moment before she could look at him honestly with a smile, taking his hand lightly in hers- the mask between their hands really. "I appreciate that Darius...I really do. No one has said that to me before. They want to hear their own voices repeated usually...I- I wish this wasn't almost over..." her words were sharp but they were honest. She had a gut feeling that he wasn't going to be around any more even if she sought him out after this- like he was going to dissapear.
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Post by kimcora on Apr 3, 2014 22:23:25 GMT -5
Darius wasn't sure what was going through her mind at the moment, but when he saw her smile he thought he had done well in wording his thoughts. But suddenly she teared up. Was she upset now? He paused a moment, unsure how to tread with her emotions being displayed on her face a lot more than they had been with that fake smile. This smile was prettier, showed of a delicate warmth she had to her that was lost when she tried so hard to pretend. These were Anemone's real feelings and just what they were, he'd really like to know. She spoke to him softly, the thanks one of the saddest and best he had received. She really didn't deserve the life she had to lead. All the men, money and gowns could never make her happy the way that garden seemed to...But he knew her family didn't have resources or time to let her be just simply happy. No one did anymore. The simple action of taking his hand, though the mask blocked most contact, made his smile fade a bit. This wasn't like earlier when she jut took his hand so he could escort her. This was to show sincerity...and he couldn't help but notice her hand felt warm. Her soft words about not wanting this to end reminded him that what he was doing was perhaps wrong...but there was a very big part of him that didn't want to admit it. She was right, he could at least be happy for a little bit, make a friend or speak to a girl that he felt he really enjoyed speaking with. Shouldn't she be allowed to feel that way too? "Tonight might end, but we seem to be running into each other often...maybe the three fates have something bigger planned?" He said not wanting her to dwell on the idea that they would probably never meet again. Socially, it was unacceptable. But to him, he had the feeling he might miss the soft but directly spoken woman that caught his eye on those docks. Perhaps there was a way to see her again..perhaps the fates really did have some hand in all these chance meetings. "So don't worry. You had fun tonight right?" He asked, almost switching the topics since his goal had been for her to have a good time after that ass had almost ruined her night.
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Post by vamperious on Apr 3, 2014 23:30:05 GMT -5
She listened to his soft words, she however took her mask and slipped it back on. She felt that with the party she needed to keep her mask on thought he had taken it off. She understood that he thought she was pretty but she didn't like to cry in front of others often. Her mask was her emotional shield in a way, keeping her real thoughts to herself but making it seem as thought they weren't. When he asked if she still had fun should smiled, retaking his hand with a light squeeze. " I am having fun. I wanted to thank you again thought for saving me...I think you deserve more then my words however. Words aren't worth much any more..." She said with a light smile, hoping he understood her sentiment- not trying to offend him. His words meant a lot to her but a simply apology didn't mean much now that she thought about it. Her attention was drawn however to the crowd not far form them when she caught a glimpse of her 'actual' date glaring at them both. He could glare all he liked but it wouldn't get him any closer to her. She pulled her attention back to him and smiled, it was an honest smile so she gelt he could have it truly now. "I think tonight was one of the best nights... Besides I got to see you again- got to dance and speak with you, You were my gladiator. Willing to fight for me against some one else...It makes me feel so special." She said her cheeks a light pink as she spoke knowing he would put the pieces together on most of her thoughts. She liked him but it was obvious by some of his behavior he wasn't looking for a relationship, thought she didn't honestly care for that- it could have been a front but she wanted to stay and be friends if he let her at the most. "Although I have a feeling I have to ask Miss Ysold about you..." She said in a lightly teasing manner thought she felt nervous about her words. She wasn't calling him a bad man jsut joking about him being a nice guy or not besides being fun to speak with and having a good time hanging around.
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Post by kimcora on Apr 4, 2014 0:14:41 GMT -5
Anemone put her mask back on and he understood perhaps it was pride that made her do so. She still looked a bit shook up from the earlier conversation, but he was happy she was smiling still and willing to talk to him. Her talk of apology and words not being enough though left him wondering what she was getting at. Words, as long as they were honest, were pretty good in situations where they couldn't give much else. "You can find a way to repay me later then...When we don't have Medusa watching us nearby." He said, a jab the man she had been with comparing him to the gorgon that had a nice face but a terrible curse and personality. The next few things she decided to say actually made him think on what she was saying but not saying. She basically was saying that she enjoyed her night because of him, called him a gladiator and that he made her feel special. That wasn't what a woman said when she jut wanted to have a quick chat with someone and say good bye at the end of the night. He sensed there was more there then he could really tap into. She was pretty, intelligent and proud. But what was it she saw in him that made her say such nice things. He knew he wasn't a terrible person. He could be a good person and wasn't a spoiled snot like most men from his background were. But she had only just met him a few days ago...and yet already she knew more about him and he knew more about her than probably most of the people here knew about the people they called friends. So then why was it he was feeling like maybe that was a bad thing? It wasn't like they were able to socially act on any feelings of interest without causing trouble. He wasn't sure about where his thoughts were taking him so he decided to comment on her small joke about talking to Ysold. "Go ahead. I'd actually like to hear what she tells you. I'm thinking along the lines of stubborn, a martyr complex, and poor attention to detail. She might laugh if you compared me to a gladiator." He said as a small joke, emphasized by his humored look. She was joking with him and he knew it, but it didn't help his thoughts of if she would ever meet Ysold or even be around longer than what this festival allowed. She had a life to get back to, one that was moving pretty fast if her prior date was set up with her as a potential partner. He knew he couldn't be a part of that portion of her life, not without ending her up socially disgraced or himself skinned alive by her father or his own family. He thought on that a moment, before he felt he was doing too much thinking and not enough saying. She deserved to have an opinion in this after all. "See the thing is, I'd actually like to have a chance to see you again, for whatever reason. It will be difficult but I'd like to try, if that's alright with you?" He asked, wantin to be frank and understand for sure exactly what he was dealing with emotionally here.
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Post by vamperious on Apr 4, 2014 0:42:29 GMT -5
At his words should put a hand over he mouth to hid he laugh a bit since it was rude to make fun of another but it was funny since he glared like the witch had. His words about Ysold made her frown a bit since it didn't seem true to her. "I think you have a wonderful eye to detail. You remembered my name and that its a flower- most don't remember that much even. She can also laugh all she likes, as long as...." She let her words fade since his last words sunk into her mind, making her thing about it. He actually wanted to see her again, his words sounded honest and she liked that. her cheeks got a few shades deeper as she heard the emotion reverberate in her mind from his words. It made her chest tighten a bit as her heart gave a painful throb. She was having problems putting her thoughts into words sudden'y however, thought she never had issues before now was a problem for her. Here he was expressing interest in her, genuine interest from a guy she liked herself not someone her mother forced onto her, an she couldn't speak. She did however get one weak word out. "Please..." She said her tone high with nervousness as it was obvious by her hands clutched together tightly to herself. She wanted him to understand she was honestly interested in seeing him again, maybe in less of a social setting but still, seeding him would make her happy, however by his current job, and his words on things being hard she was wanting to try regardless. her middle became unsure however after a moment feeling like perhaps her words weren't to clear so she faced him properly, a stubborn look to her face. "I want to try, difficult or not, I want to-" She stopped her words feeling she was talking too much. Her face was burning, her middle was tight, her heart was feeling as if it were going to beat out of her chest and here she was standing before the man she had met along the docks. She honestly didn't care his status, that never mattered to her- ever but it seemed it mattered to him, so she would eventually make it a point to tell him but now didn't seem the right time since he hadn't even told her his patron deity, he would one day however. That was if her mother didn't ruin her life as usual and try to throw terrible men at her, if she did she had a feeling Darius wouldn't let them hurt her, if they did, they would dearly regret it- she felt happy about that thought however no matter how much she hated violence- he was there to protect her...
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Post by kimcora on Apr 4, 2014 23:07:21 GMT -5
Anemone made an attempt to correct his words and he couldn't help that it made him frown slightly that she felt it amazing that he remembered her name. Sure he could be oblivious as any man could, but to ever forget Anemone's name was unquestionable. He didn't understand why such a kind hearted girl got the short end of this stick, why people didn't accept her for who she was when there was nothing bad about it. She was from a good deity, a great family, and she would make quite the catch for any man betrothed to her. So then why would he parents insist on stifling her? Speaking of stifling, he almost missed the meek word that escaped her. It made him blink, his brow furrowing in confusion since he didn't understand. But a stubborn look he rather liked over took her features and he smirked lightly at her reply. She was a very direct person when she wanted to be and it was cute how she caught herself from speaking too much. He wanted to hear what she 'wanted to' but he wouldn't pursue it since he was enjoying the fact she would actually blush while talking to him. He knew this wasn't right, that he shouldn't go after her....but he wanted to at least try to be around Anemone a little longer if fate allowed it. It felt nice to be accepted again... "Great...I'm glad." He said givin the hand he still held a squeeze. He opened his moth to say more, however, overhead a boom echoed through the sky. He looked up and saw the sparks lighting up the sky, realizing they were fireworks. Seems the emperor spared little expense this year on importing good fireworks. Sulfur clouded the air, leaving a burning metal sent behind that surprisingly didn't take away from the beautiful display of lights. Darius was captivated by him, making his lips pull into a smile at just how amazing it all looked, forgetting he had been in the middle of saying something. Saddly however, in the back of his min he knew that the fireworks marked the end of the night...soon people would be crawling back to their homes to sleep off their drunken haze, some would take the party to their homes, and some would stay together with new interests they met...But then there were a few, like Darius and Anemone that would have to say goodbye tonight and hope that there would be a chance to meet again soon.
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Post by vamperious on Apr 4, 2014 23:27:21 GMT -5
He gave her hand a light squeeze back which made her middle flutter a bit nervously, like his words had about him being glad. She was wondering what he was going to say since the look on his face told he might say more but the fireworks starting startled her. Jumping a bit, her hand clamped tightly onto his and she turned to see the fireworks. Her eyes on the bright colors in the darkened sky it was simply beautiful. She didn't mind the metallic smell from the sky but she was happy to be there with Darius who still smelled like the sea- even though he didn't smell like a working man, not that she minded the smell of dirt since her garden was the same. She had slipped off her mask however to get a better view of the fireworks since some of the petals were making her sight hard as the night had gone one. She however wasn't paying too much attention to her actions as she leaned comfortably into Darius's side, something that a couple would have done. She hadn't really been thinking about her actions until a bit more into the fire works show, when she became much more conscience out him.
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