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Oh, What Fickle Flame... [Smother, Any] - Tiberios - 04-14-2015 He’d just gotten back and already he needed time to clear his thoughts. Tiberios was getting physically sick of living in the confines of the Dale. What had once been a home and source of joy was now worse than the prison he’d been confined to during his captivity. Perhaps it wasn’t best to return to the meadow fresh out of jail, (it’d been the start of his problems) but he’d quit fearing things like death or torture some time ago. The indifference to just about everything is as plain as the giant burn scar that stretches across the left side of his body. The ugly, angry mark gathers curious stares but Tiberios had long ago learned to blur them out. What were they compared to the gift he’d been given for such a mark? They’d all gladly wear the same skin if they could wield what he possessed. TIBERIOS White Fire manipulating stallion RE: Oh, What Fickle Flame... [Smother, Any] - Shatter Me - 04-16-2015 somebody make me feel alive
The day is warm and the sun bright, inviting the silver queen to take a step back from her lofty throne and enjoy the fleeting summer. Like a doe she descends gracefully from the top of the waterfall. The queen had been spending a lot of her free time gazing out over the lands she now controlled thinking about the political actions of the few monarchs she had seen rule, but today was not a day for serious musings. Shatter Me RE: Oh, What Fickle Flame... [Smother, Any] - Tiberios - 04-21-2015 It’s a sound he hasn’t heard in a long time. Light, as if nothing could weigh it down. Not even the immense suffering he’d dealt to her. He was surprised she could even bring herself to talk to him. He doesn’t betray his true self to her, she deserved more than that, so when he turns to face her the broken smile relays exactly how much he’s missed her. She would always be the water to his fire - the calm to his rage. It hurts him when he catches a glimpse of the silvery exoskeleton, (almost invisible, were it not for the glint of the midday sun) that she would be afraid of him. He could never hurt her. She was the mother of his child - his only child, and she was more precious to him than she could ever know. TIBERIOS White Fire manipulating stallion RE: Oh, What Fickle Flame... [Smother, Any] - Shatter Me - 04-23-2015 somebody make me feel alive
The laughter that rumbles from his chest brings her smile full force to her lips. It lights up her face and coaxes forth a small chuckle of her own. For all the scars and flame, Tiberios looks good. There is an edge to him that never used to be there and more cynicism, but he wears it all with a haughty pride. She has always admired that about him. Even when he was at his lowest he still managed to fight back yelling Is that all you’ve got? When he steps towards her she can’t help lowering her watery armor and stepping up, brushing his nose lightly with hers before sliding forward wrapping her neck over the top of his, keeping the armor up over her chest where is chain would brush her skin. She feels the water boil and relishes the heat against her skin. With concentration she manages to replace it with cool water so the contact doesn’t cause permanent damage. She holds the embrace fiercely before taking a step back and dropping her armor altogether. She hadn’t practiced that control in some time and it had drained her fighting against his flames, but oh it was worth it. The brief contact brought everything she had tried to smother in her heart to the surface. No matter what happened between them he would always have all of her love. Shatter Me |