06-06-2018, 11:55 AM
kagerus
and in my dreams I've kissed your lips a thousand times
As his expression changes from frown to smile to smirk, I can only guess at what on earth he's imagining. Despite having contended together in the alliance, I know next to nothing about Ivar. His fantasies (especially domestic ones, his poor wife be pitied) are his alone to admire, leaving me with my own quizzical expression at the tilt of his head and lilt of his lips. But no matter; I'd had my own little fantasy about three seconds ago, so if I did know, then I wouldn't even be able to say anything, anyways.
He offers to give me a reevaluation at a later time, suave in the face of my horn presented to his chest. Ah, men. Exhaling billowingly, I turn and allow him to come alongside with no harm done. "If I ever change my mind, it will be after I have mourned the death of my wife." I glance to him. "And she's only seven, so, you've got some waiting to do." I don't explicitly state that I'm immortal, but it's implied; the seventeen years under my belt certainly don't show by any means. To the untrained eye, I appear as youthful as any mare in her prime, sleek and muscled and new.
As the conversation shifts to the alliance, I make a surprised face at the grumbling, frowning Ivar. As a curse slips past the kelpie's bescaled lips, it softens into more one of understanding and humour. I can at least relate to such anger; I've been known to have quite the eccentric streak to say the least. I'm about to speak when the daggers sheathed by his lips are suddenly revealed as he grins, and the words get caught in my throat; but I quickly recover with a little cough and then a chuckle, rolling my eyes at his unwarranted complaints.
"Well," I begin after considering the final question he slipped in. "I have an invisible trait that manifests physically." The bases of mountains flow past us as we wander westward together, to wraiths in the moonlight, on scaled as a dragon and the other spotted as a leopard. "Dream manipulation, it's called. For a short time after I awaken, any physical changes I have dreamt will come to be." I blink towards him, wondering if this will spark any interest for the stallion - any hunger.
The crashing of the waves along the coast slowly becomes more apparent - we will be there, and soon. "And, I can take one other person with me."
He offers to give me a reevaluation at a later time, suave in the face of my horn presented to his chest. Ah, men. Exhaling billowingly, I turn and allow him to come alongside with no harm done. "If I ever change my mind, it will be after I have mourned the death of my wife." I glance to him. "And she's only seven, so, you've got some waiting to do." I don't explicitly state that I'm immortal, but it's implied; the seventeen years under my belt certainly don't show by any means. To the untrained eye, I appear as youthful as any mare in her prime, sleek and muscled and new.
As the conversation shifts to the alliance, I make a surprised face at the grumbling, frowning Ivar. As a curse slips past the kelpie's bescaled lips, it softens into more one of understanding and humour. I can at least relate to such anger; I've been known to have quite the eccentric streak to say the least. I'm about to speak when the daggers sheathed by his lips are suddenly revealed as he grins, and the words get caught in my throat; but I quickly recover with a little cough and then a chuckle, rolling my eyes at his unwarranted complaints.
"Well," I begin after considering the final question he slipped in. "I have an invisible trait that manifests physically." The bases of mountains flow past us as we wander westward together, to wraiths in the moonlight, on scaled as a dragon and the other spotted as a leopard. "Dream manipulation, it's called. For a short time after I awaken, any physical changes I have dreamt will come to be." I blink towards him, wondering if this will spark any interest for the stallion - any hunger.
The crashing of the waves along the coast slowly becomes more apparent - we will be there, and soon. "And, I can take one other person with me."
@[Ivar] sorry for the wait!
dreamweaver