Like a Thorn to the Holy Ones [Xiah ]

[Nymphetamine]

The flaming tree was a stark contrast to the icy cold that clung to the evergreens. The ever burning flames rose up and flicked at the cool air. The tree never darkened, never charred. It was a fascinating feature and he understood why Shaytan was so mesmerized. The blood bay stallion found that he himself could get lost for short periods of time withing the flames that could lick your skin without the heat of a burn. He debated internally if it would actually burn others who were not loyal to the lands, but he had yet to test the theory, maybe one day he would have the right opportunity. But for now, he stood in the clearing with the unique winged unicorn with the capable mind and a sharp tongue. Her words as they entered the forest lands echoed in his mind. I'm sure my wish could be your command in other fashions too... He had allowed it do go unanswered, but he found her sharp tongue and even sharper wit appealing. Though, then again the diplomat rarely liked anything simple and sweet. But somewhere in her center, he sensed a gentler spirit (like most of the tough ones held tight at their core), and her earnest thanks allowed that to show through, even if it was just for a moment. Nymphetamine, nodded in reply, allowing a comfortable silence to stretch between them for a few moments. He had prompted her again then and her response was not what he had wanted to hear. Chamber needed its army, he knew this. But Chamber also needed diplomats and Under him was a student, Ribcage, who had not been seen recently. So any and all relations were nurtured by him and Killdare. His eyes and mouth did not betray his inner thoughts, however, his time as a diplomat had taught him the importance of a strong poker face. "The army will be happy to have you, Kimber is ranking in our War Caste. She can get you set up with a sparring partner... you know how it goes."

It wasn't that the necromancer didn't know of war, he did decently well in matches and had sparred with Kingdare when he first arrived in Chamber. Mostly, Nymph just didn't care to waste time telling Xiah things Kimber would surely tell her. He did, however, note the silver winged lass mention wanting to "make it back here." A small knowing smile arched his dark bay lips. "You just want to come back here to see if your wish really would be my command it other fashions...don't lie" A drawing look and a small shoulder brush of his own slowed the moment extend the tease in the joke. He allowed it to linger, to hover over the air until you have to wonder if the statement was actually true or not. And at the moment where he thought she would surely break his crafted moment he laughed, just enough to removed only the sharpest edges of doubt. Is she could laugh and tease he would do the same. The difference? Nymphetamine wanted her to keep him in mind, to just barely question if there was more.

Nymphetamine enjoyed Xiah's company since they arrived and he hoped to continue to, he had yet to know what the world was between Kimber and him so he didn't feel the need to not enjoy himself while he had ties elsewhere. So he would flirt and enjoy the attention, in its uncomplicated glory. He revelry was broken when Xiah repeated the phrase "King Magma Pants." The conjurer about fell over laughing. No one else ever joined him in his nicknames, though he should probably set her straight, at least until they meet. "I would make sure to call ol' King pants by his actual name, Killdare, at least until you both know each other. I just enjoy ruffling his proverbial feathers....someone has to keep him on his toes." He figured he would do his part in not barbequing the new mare be setting her up for some success.

It had been some time since he had spoken with Killdare, maybe he should find him...or not. Killdare had been grumpy last time they had met. Alas, it really didn't matter. Killdare would have to learn to share his time, and speak up when he needed space or a private word. The learning curve was different for all when the entered new positions, and hopefully had adapted more in the time since. "Maybe we should go and find Killdare then? He will be pleased to know there is another member of the army."

Nymphetamine

cold was my soul, untold was the pain I faced when you left me: a rose in the rain

I forgot what season it is in this thread. >.< Winter I think? well I went with winter at least.... and i made nymph words. flirty nymph words O.O