tenth rune :: frost

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

[Those patronizing Caritas this evening might find an elf sitting moodily at the bar, self-medicating with tumbler after tumbler of booze--largely scotch and rum. He's thinking about the course of his existence as it's so far gone in this place. The kiss with Vereesa. Her marriage proposal. The weird hair-petting thing with Alleria. And, of course, the kiss with Liadrin. All instances of contact that were directly influenced--forced--by the castle's whim. His already agitated expression darkens as he thinks over these events, and he grumbles, unaware of his open journal.]

Light damn this wretched place.

[A moment later, he realizes that the thing is open and speaks more directly into it.]

Some time ago, I was given a pupil to instruct. It seems that the boy in question was sent home. Thus, if any of you would like weapons training and are in need of a teacher, let me know. I have expertise in the majority of melee weapons, particularly the broadsword. My name is Koltira Deathweaver, for your reference.

[ooc: feel free to prod sir lineface X) ]

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[liadrin.livejournal.com]

[She peers over at him, thinking for a moment or two before grabbing him and drawing him close into a gentle kiss.]

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

[wa-hey. He's so startled that he almost loses his balance on the bar-stool.] --!

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

There.

Feel better?

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

What are you playing at?

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

Proving my point.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

What point.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

That this castle does not control every aspect of my life, and that if I touch you, it is because I want to.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

... Oh.

I see.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

Which means you are not unwanted.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

You didn't have to go that far.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

I am well aware of that fact. [She kisses his jawline once.]

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

[what is this madness! he would blush if he had the physical capacity.] Are you sure you didn't eat a leftover candy heart just now?

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

I did not.[She sets her chin on his shoulder again, peering up at him with a smile.] If these gestures are unwelcome I will stop.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

I don't recall saying that. [he ... pats her hair :| ] You're being unusually forward, though.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

I am feeling a bit less...nervous about things.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

Nervous?

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

Yes. I am much more relaxed.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

Why were you nervous before? [and what changed ....]

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

Really, Koltira, have you forgotten? I was always bad at...social...at anything even remotely affectionate.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

It's been over ten years. But I certainly wouldn't have put nerves as the culprit to your never giving me the time of day.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

Believe what you like, it is still the truth.

Magic did always help to calm me, after all.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

So feeding from me has made you this way, eh? You'd better keep it up, then.

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

[She chuckles, moving her chin so that she can smush her face up hard against his pauldron.] Oh? And here I thought you would be upset with me.

[deadelfwalking.livejournal.com]

[wtf ... he frowns down at her.] Are you sure it's just magic affecting you?

[liadrin.livejournal.com]

Mmmhm. Absolutely certain.