[ooc - something lighthearted, fun and fluffy to counteract our deep and serious epic that we've lost 6 months off ;) I'll let you start that one whenever you feel like continuing from the cliffhanger]
In the movies and the trashy romances, the sleeping couple are gently woken from the deep slumber that is often the result of a night of passion by the warm rays of the rising sun. The mercurite armour plating doubled as solar array, so the underside and directly inside the Tir was mechanisms for moving the energy generated to where it was needed. The only ones with rooms with views were the officers, with their rooms near the conference room with a deck.
Because they hadn't set the bolthole to do otherwise, the artificial lighting increased gradually in brightness to mimic the rising of the sun roughly as they would have experienced it if they did have a window. Byte stirred, and snuggled against the warm body of her incredibly handsome alien lover, thinking pleasant thoughts in that fuzzy state between asleep and awake.
Consciousness inevitably stole in, and she opened her eyes slowly to the gentle ambient light of the room. Using her tail so she wouldn't have to move out of Derek's arms, Byte eased her comm from the bedside table into her hands and glanced at the time. They'd had a decent sleep, desperately needed as she felt like a new woman, far removed from the exhausted mess she'd been last night. Idly, she checked the rosters.
Some kind, wise and knowing soul had given her and Derek the same week off. Obviously, the news had to be shared with Derek. But first he needed to be woken up. She decided to give him the biggest hickey ever on the ear, where it would be plainly visible.
[ooc - no ideas for Geiser and Rav'una, if you think of anything feel free :P]
[ooc - sorry for taking for fricking ever. I laughed at the dream XD]
Byte's ears perked at Derek's initial dream-yelp, then they flattened out as he squealed like a little girl, and perked back up again, along with her tail forming a question mark shape. She snickered at his attempt at a cover.
"Glad it was as good for you as it was for mw," she said, her slightly evil little grin clearly indicating she hadn't forgotten the girly scream even if she was pretending not to have noticed it. Her grin broadened as he slowly pieced together why his ear felt funny. He liked to preen so much she was sure it wouldn't be long til he noticed that it was bright red and there was nothing he could do about it. "I like eating you." She shifted to sit more comfortably on the bed, draping her tail over his leg as she strapped the comm around her wrist. "We got the week off."
[ooc - I neck latch. Was contemplating getting Byte to do that as it's easier to write but they have fur (which a lot of people seem to forget when they draw them blushing or with tattoos, though we've had a few discussions about that here) and I thought it would be funnier if it was something blatantly obvious and hard to hide, so ear :P And over on the other side, I have no idea how much time has passed, seems a bit soon for an anniversary, but there should definitely be some milestone in there.]
It was the scent of something delicious and exotic and interesting tickling the inside of his nose that roused Geiser from his deep, dreamless slumber. He inhaled slowly, drinking in the smell without overwhelming his nose, and caught a whiff of the delicate scent of his lover behind the strange smell. He stretched out in place before opening his eyes...
...and found her crotch directly at his eye level. He just about vomited out his heart, but otherwise didn't start violently. He was getting used to having a partner again. It was nice. Lyric was somewhere in the back of his mind smiling, now that she didn't have to chide him for being silly so much. He rolled onto his back with a smile for his beloved and this time came nose to nose with her. Lifting his head up a bit more, he touched her nose with his.
"All days are special, my love," he responded. Seeing the platter, he sat up and put an arm around her waist, drawing her to sit on his lap. "Smells good. What's the occasion and am I going to get slapped for not knowing?"
(OOC: Crap! I completely forgot to check the forum until now. >..< Sorry! My bad for taking so long this time! XD! Hehe, glad you found the humor in it. =P D'awwwrrr, Byte's react is adorable! Don't tell her I said that though...she might hurt me...=P )
Typically Derek didn't admit to having been startled at all but since it was quite apparently evident that he was he really didn't have to explain himself at all. Except for maybe the nightmarish dream he had. On second thoughts that would make for a hilarious bar story with a nice serve of cider to make the moment all the merrier.
Rubbing his ear gently it sure did feel raw and Derek pretty much gathered at this point that Byte had been suckling on it for a while before he woke up. With feeling starting to kick back into his ear it was eventually capable of holding itself up like the other ear so it was nice to see there wasn't any nerve damage at least.
"Week off?!" Everything else up until those sweet words brushed so tenderly against his ear drums like a friendly feline to the legs of its host (because cat's down have owners, they have slaves (Rav'una: "I heard that!")) pretty much became a blur in his head as he thrust his fists up with a manly "HELLS YEAH!" that seemed to slam against the walls like crazed American football players.
Of course Derek wasted no time in getting out of bed, nearly bowling Byte right off of it on his way to his "Grooming Station" (aka: The Bathroom. XD), stopping half way to turn quickly back around and dash over to Byte to plant a kiss on her cheek.
"Won't be long babe" He winked "Just gotta prepare myself for the day."
With that he was off. And about five seconds, a few steps back and a double take, eye widen later Derek's voice came echoing out the bathroom in a comical "Awwwwwwwww maaaaaaaaaaaan, my ear!" followed then by "BYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYTE! What the hell did you do to my ear woman?!" There was a hint of humor to his seriousness in that sentence. Of course he wasn't happy about the red ear situation. But Derek couldn't bring himself to be completely mad at Byte. Thus the Samual Jackson-esque influence in his tone and words of choice.
(OOC: Lol, would it be safe to assume then that your experience in neck latching is often evident on the neck of your real life lover? =P That said, your idea helped lead me into a comical dream so it's all good. =P Hmm, you're right. Although we've been role playing for over a year Rav'una and Geiser haven't been together for that long. That and role play time's different too. What would you suggest we do from here? Like I said I think it should be a "special day" but I agree it's probably too soon for an anniversary. Ideas. NAOWAH! =P )
(OOC: *Sigh* Oh what I would do to wake up at least once to that... XD!) Rav'una looked very pleased with herself as she got more than what she aimed for with her crotch doing the wake up call, in turn making it easier for the rest of her to move in for the kill. So to speak of course. She was a feline, not a praying mantis. Keeping the tray balanced in the best way she could she smiled back at her lover, nose rubbing him back with a purr before standing upright with a little smirk playing on her lips as she sat herself down on Geiser's lap as she carefully offered the tray to him.
"Of course they are" She responded, smirking a little more as she leaned in and rubbed the side of her face affectionately against Geiser cheek, sitting back as she explained with small laugh "All things considered I think slapping you would end up morphing you into some love making machine."
She winked, adding then with a shake of her head and a smile "But in all seriousness, I think you might know. Come now, surely you're not like the other males who forget important dates, are you?"
(OOC: *Heads explodes* Ouu! I know! What about a birthday? It's the only thing I can think of. X3! Can be anyones or Rav'una's or whatever. Unless you have another idea? )
[ooc - ohell]
Byte, only just pulling her pants on, collapsed back on the bed in a helpless fit of laughter. It kind of choked off when she ran out of breath and continued to laugh silently, and eventually she inhaled deeply, calming her breathing, but still with a huge grin on her face as she wondered how many people Derek had woken up with his screech.
It occurred to her then to finish getting dressed. She sat up and pulled her shirt on, pondering what to do with the week off. Maybe they could go into the city and hang out there for a day, or the entire week. Maybe they could borrow some bikes and hit up the surrounding canyons. Maybe, maybe, maybe, so many things they could do. She was so used to arming up that she didn't even notice she was doing it as she called in to Derek: "Whatcha wanna do this week bub?"
[ooc - uhm...umumumumumumumum...I donno :S I suppose in the domineering culture of our society it would make most sense for us if it were Geiser's birthday, how do they birthdays in Rav'una's tribe? Raargh, don't make me think XD On the bright side, finishing up the paid gig I was working on, that one went on a bit longer than it was supposed to and we're not even sure why!]
Im sorry to ask but what is this about? XD and Can i play' too xD
[ooc - Read through the other posts in this forum and ask about the 6 month gap :) Of course you can play, make sure you've read the rules though. Also, unless you can think of a reason to be in my base (it's strictly invite-only unless you were born there, my mercs are a paranoid and cagey bunch) we could probably arrange our characters to meet up in the city]
Ok :) I'll read the rules Then :) and look a bit more around xD
(OOC: There's a lot of explaining and such but like Torama said, you're welcome to join our role play if you wish. =P Just bare in mind there is a LOT of history behind it. XD!
And speaking of the role play, I see it is you are alive Torama. =P )
Derek didn't look to pleased as he pointed at his ear, but apparently just further acting on his exegerated sarcasm so to keep himself from getting upset and his pride and ego in tact as he turned to Byte and replied "Oh I'm sorry, it appears someone tagged my fucking ear!" before taking a moment to blink at what he said, turning to the mirror and poking at the area just under the red spot with a bit of a smirk suddenly playing in his expressions.
"On the other hand at least I have something to boast about..."
With that self inflation that only one like Derek could do and successfully so he turned to Byte again with a new born confidence, leaning up against the door frame with a smirk.
"Why don't we go for a ride up to the view point? Or...whatever you call it. You know, where the old military base is? Or at least I hear there's one some place near. It's all abandoned or something. Sounds like a cool place to go chill a while. What do you say?"
"Besides I wanna test out my new ride and see what all you bike riders fuss about" He ended with a wink.
(OOC: Well crap, you're no help! XD! Hmm...okay maybe it could just be something he promised her? Like seeing some special place he wanted to show her or something? o..O Oh really? Nice! Good to know it went well despite the unexpected length. XD!)
Byte failed at suppressing giggles as Derek pointed pointedly at his ear. He was such a drama queen. At least he was a drama queen about amusing things.
"Yeah, sure," she said easily, after hearing his suggestions. She grabbed her comm and sent a message to the Eatery, requesting a picnic lunch for two. "It's a big bunker. Not too far from here." She walked out of the room and through the living area to the kitchen area, raiding the fruit bowl. She looked over her shoulder, tail kinked cheekily, almost inviting him to grab it if he could. "Even you should be able to manage the ride."
-=[o]=-
One could almost see the light bulb ignite over Geiser's head. He illustrated the metaphor by snapping his fingers as he straightened abruptly, then remembered that she was carrying something at the last second and steadying Rav'una on his lap with one hand and catching the other side of the plate with the other.
"The oasis. I forgot to ask," he added slightly sheepishly, "do you mind riding?"
[ooc - what are we doing with Mo'kai'il?
Derek's one of those types of males who took some great pride of themselves and everything about them. The kind that make some of those picky-preppy type women seem abnormally tame. Although on that same note he was rather down to earth, a thrill seeker and one hell of a technician and soldier when need be. The pretty party jock with a brain.
Attempt he did to grab at Byte's tail, making a purposely exaggerated miss before skillfully straightening himself up as he gave her a quick slap on the ass with a "OopsImissed!" and a cheeky little wink and smirk-grin to go with it.
"Oh believe me babe, I can handle it. In fact I bet you 100 creds (OOC: or whatever currency they use if any) I can jump that crater just south east of the Tir. You know, the one with the invertible injury filled crevasse?" Broad as that was it may be quite obvious as to which he was referring to exactly as there was a time he crashed one of his little prototype buggies into such a crater and came out looking like he had walked into a shredder. To jump it wouldn't be the smartest of choices considering the kind of damage one can do to themselves. In particularly when riding a bike.
Meanwhile...*Batman style interlude.*
This was one of those rare times when Rav'una suddenly showed a moment of surprise/shock as she nearly fell off Geiser's lap but the skillful mouse managed to keep her from doing so and, awesomely enough, stop a major mess from occuring. She didn't make a sound really. Just a quick inhale and an OMG cat like expression before with a clear of her throat she straightened herself with a small purr, leaning in with a smirk.
"That sounds rather divine already" She began, her smirk becoming a little more cheeky then as she added in response to his inquiry "It all depends on what I am riding" with a wink. It was almost as though she took it as a challenge to try and make Geiser blush and that if she could do so more than once in the same week, yet alone day, then she could achieve anything.
(OOC: I was sort of wondering about that myself. Wasn't sure if I was to post about that here or in the other thread because I think he's still in dreamland, right? What exactly happened last? o_O' Starzone came in and saved the day, didn't she? Or at least observed Mo'kai'il knaw into the ankle of his opponent? XD!)
Byte jumped with a playful yelp, the slap on the rear half-expected but not quite at that time, then lashed her tail around Derek's waist, pulling him hard up against her back (or reeling herself in hard up against his front). She nuzzled under his chin, crunching into an apple while she listened to his dare. This was the part where the responsible girlfriend would gape in horror or exasperation at the testosterone driven macho idiot male and tell them they were idiots and not to be so fricking stupid and remember that this particular testosterone driven macho idiot male had in fact crash landed in a canyon. So of course Byte said: "You're on."
She uncurled her tail from Derek's waist, trailing it across the front of his pants. "Hurry up at eat, hotshot. I wanna get to the ruins before it gets hot. We'll jump the crater on the way home."
-=[o]=-
[ooc - LoL omg cat face XD]
Geiser looked down as his entire head flushed crimson. He'd blundered straight into that one. Speaking almost too fast to be understood, he mumbled something about they could contact the Eatery about a picnic basket and then snaffled some of the food on the plate Rav'una had brought in, stuffing it into his gob.
He stopped for a moment as a delicious sensation starting from his mouth migrated down his throat and into his stomach. The moment it took him to savour the flavour gave him enough time to put his brain back into some semblance of coherent order. "Damn," he said, "that's good." He investigated the food more closely. "What is it?"
-=[o]=-
[ooc - Starzone followed Mo'kai'il on the path to the source of all his voodoo health problems, he got into a fight with Pr'ak (except Starzone heard it as "Perak" which means "silver" and seeing as I think Pr'ak was the wrong colour she decided to assume that it was the colloquial definition of "fast" - also that's the only way I remembered the guy's name :P). Starzone sat back and observed until she thought Pr'ak was going to kill Mo'kai'il, then she stepped in and they started trading insults which distracted Pr'ak enough to let Mo'kai'il take a chunk out of his ankle and Starzone added insult to injury by laughing at him seeing as Pr'ak seems to have a low opinion of women in general.]
Starzone strode forward as Pr'ak limped backwards away from both of them, hoping her pace would intimidate the other into conceding more ground, seeing as he was recently injured and all, so she could get between him and Mo'kai'il. She didn't think he'd be much intimidated by her entirely red eyes if he did freaky voodoo stuff but one could always hope.
"You done?" The question held more than a hint of rhetoric. She wanted less fighting and more fixing of Mo'kai'il.
"Oomph!"
Derek smirked with a chuckle, sliding his arms around Byte's middle and holding her close as he nuzzled the side of her neck, nipping at it playfully as he waited anxiously for that response. Knowing Byte to be how she is and knowing full well the a mercenary girl ain't no soccer mum or valley babe he saw that response coming a mile away.
"Hooraaah..." Derek grinned boldly, his tone a pleasant combo of macho readiness and a suave/slick jock kind of style.
"You got it babe" He winked, taking full note of where that cheeky tail of Byte's was guided at and certainly more than capable of being fueled off that alone before proceeding then to rush over to where the food and drink were stored and preparing himself a hearty meal for the start of what would be an epic day! Of course said meal was devoured hungrily as quickly as it was prepared and Derek didn't even wait to finish his last mouth full of food, washing most of it down with a cup of some kind of fruity flavored drink or other and then zipping over to her with a quick kiss on the cheek.
"One sec, I've gotta slip into the right gear! Be right back!"
Slipping out of the kitchen area place thingy his running could be heard fading off and up the hall somewhat, a distant sound of a locker and things being snatched out of it before a series of clicks and zips were heard before that running sound was heard once more moments before he practically busted down the door, panting a little before grinning wide with his hands on his hips and standing tall and proud with his high-tech biking gear that looked like something straight out sci-fi movie. Or X-Men. Only cooler.
"What do ya think?"
Meanwhile...
(OOC: *Takes a bow.* =P )
Another point on Rav'una scoreboard. She was on a roll today but was only just getting started. She had to remind herself to behave though as it wasn't 'princess like to be so crude'. But Geiser was so cute when he got all flushed and blushing, how could she resist? Smirking amused at Geiser's reaction she purr at her own ability to make him react that way and, again, at how absolutely attractive it was to her for a manly man like him to be all blushing and flushed by a female such as her. It was rather ironic really; Rav'una being the cold blooded assassin type and Geiser being good at his own job when it was necessary to be firm and cold blooded, so to speak, himself. Yet the two of them seemed to have a heart although perhaps more surprisingly in Rav'una's case.
You could almost hear the pop sound of Rav'una's thought bubble as she suddenly returned to the realm of reality as Geiser apparently found something tasty to inquire about in her food. Doing a bit of an investigation of her own for a brief she pointed out at a particular part of the meal.
"Oh you must mean the Mah'ju. It is a delicacy of my people, a kind of fruit that is only in bloom once ever three years. Such fruit, because it is rare, is only ever prepared for special occasions and usually only the upper class or those who have earned it" Pausing a moment she then looked at Geiser with a smile as she added "Or to your special someone as a token of gratitude and an expression of true love."
Meanwhile elsewhere...
(OOC: Ah yes, now I remember at least most of it now. Lol! Thanks! ^..^ Yeah Pr'ak's a bit of an asshole. X3! He deserves a beatin'!)
Pr'ak indeed backed off, limping back a bit with a growling-hiss and a curl of his lip. Mo'kai'il didn't pull any punches when he nommed down on Pr'ak's ankle and certainly took more than enough of a chunk out of it, leaving behind a strong taste of blood which caused his killer instinct/hunting instincts/fight instincts and the likes to all combine and clash. Which made things rather tense and unpredictable at this point but at least Mo'kai'il knew the difference between friend and foe no matter how into the moment he became.
"Not by a long shot..." Hissed Pr'ak, not at all willing to let an injury hold him back. Even if he was bleeding out rather quickly. Mo'kai'il was a trained warrior and killer and therefore knew all the points in which someone could bleed quickly from. Or maybe it was just luck. In any case Pr'ak made an attempt to attack Starzone, pulling his arm back and thrusting his palm out as a green figure of a serpent formed from a kind of misty energy, jaws open wide and aiming to chomp right into Starzone to inflict some kind of poisonous damage or other. It was quick. Very quick.
Byte was completely ready and waiting to leave by the time Derek got back. She nodded approvingly of the new outfit. "Be fun to get you out of later." Grinning, she added, "Jeez you take ages to get ready. Glad you don't wear makeup." Knowing he would keep up, she headed towards the Atrium and the Eatery to pick up their picnic basket. From there, assuming nothing else came up, they would head straight out to the Vehicle Bay.
-=[o]=-
Starzone was expecting an attack. Not quite like this, though. It really shouldn't have surprised her, seeing as Pr'ak was presumably responsible for Mo'kai'il's "condition", but she hadn't really thought about it seeing as the two of them had been fighting claw and fang. Her immediate reflex was to dodge. Her body twitched to obey the reflex but then stalled as a counter reflex, to protect Mo'kai'il behind her, overrode. Then the thing was in her face. She took a step back, throwing her arms up defensively, fire erupting out of the air directly in front of her.
Mist and flame combined and combusted. In between Pr'ak and Starzone, a black oil slick that Starzone recognised as Bad News hit the ground, bubbling. Some of it was flying on momentum. She twisted away from it and wore it on the left shoulder and left side of her torso.
It burned, it froze, it stung, and it latched into her energy and started spreading. She screamed and her voice morphed into a polyphony, sounding simultaneously like a deep roar and a high pitched raptor screech. Her right hand flared, the flames licking up her arm as she concentrated energy into it, and the poison spread. Starzone blitzed the distance between herself and Pr'ak, aiming to stop just about on top of him, so if he somehow managed to dodge or blitz she might have a prayer of grabbing him. If she caught him, she was going to plant her fireball on his groin.
After that, she would have to see how well her desire for vengeance fuelled her. Her left arm was starting to feel strangely weak and her left side was burning. She could feel Mariis in the background, somewhere far away. Mariis would fix it. Mariis could fix anything but death. So all she had to do was not die.
Derek could only smirk in his usual kind of confident and cheeky nature at the reaction he received, proudly taking it to heart and boosting his ego but a few major digits. With this ego booster apparently came some kind of shield to defend him against the good hearted lectured he got for taking so long, a playful grin smearing along his snout as he gave a casual, lop-sided shrug.
"I just know you love the results" He winked, shining with pride.
Keeping up indeed he grabbed a few small items they would need (necessary items like water, etc) to add to the picnic basket, his training having taught him to carry light but be well prepared, before heading down to the Vehicle Bay.
"Hey babe, come over here I wanna show you my new ride" Derek grinned, standing by a perhaps familiarly shaped object covered by a silky black sheet. "I've been working on her for about a year now. I think she's all set and ready but I want to introduce you to her first."
With a smirk Derek cheekily added "Just don't get too jealous" with a wink.
Meanwhile...
"Starzone!" Mo'kai'il called, reaching out and trying to get up. By this point he was FURIOUS! NO ONE attacked those he cared for! He didn't know Starzone very much, if at all, but she was helping him regardless. Mo'kai'il pushed himself to stand up, feeling the agony of his injuries even in this world but still he tried.
Meanwhile Pra'k was both shocked and impressed by the quick reflexes of his opponent but that fire...he knew that fire well. It was the fire of an opponent he had hoped never to encounter. His tribe referred to Starzone's kind as "The Fire Gods", praising them for their ability to cooperate with one of the most powerful elements in existence. Though Pr'ak knew fire well he could not control it like Starzone.
He quickly regained his position though as he stood back, stance at ready but a little more at ease now as he smirked at his efforts thus far. Good. He got her. At least somewhat. That was a start.
Pr'ak was a sly fighter, not really relying on being overly fair and since he had a lot of fight left in him he made his attempt to move. But his pride forced him to forget about his injury and so when he stepped to dodge Starzone's attack he felt the the sickening pop of his ankle, his wound tearing wider as he growled in pain. Before he knew it Starzone was far too close to try and dodge now. Still he tried, thrusting his palm out and sending an ink-black plume of smoke out toward Starzone which flowed through the air like ink in water. Hopefully that would at least stall her enough to try and dodge her.
Byte had wandered off to go select one of the backup combat bikes for her ride [ooc - no, she doesn't have one of her own :)], but on hearing Derek's summons she came wandering over and stood by, arms folded loosely and tail kinked into a question mark behind her with an amused expression on her face.
"I can't say much, you gotta share me with my mech," she pointed out with a smirk. "Let's have a look!"
-=[o]=-
Geiser looked at the morsel he was holding, then back at Rav'una, then back at the morsel, but only for a moment before he popped it.
"Wow," he said at length. It was woefully inadequate, but it was the best he could manage. He kissed Rav'una on the cheek and got up swiftly, placing her neatly on those cute little paws of hers. "We best get ready. The oasis is best in the morning before the kids get to it." He smirked slightly and started hunting for the appropriate attire to be cruising the desert followed by swimming in.
-=[o]=-
[ooc - I hope that means you're going to let me plant a ball of liquid fire on Pr'ak's nether region XD It'll make Starzone getting lanced worth it :P]
Something popped in her mind. That alone would have made her stop and think if she hadn't suddenly felt like she was a bit of a passenger in her own body. She glimpsed the ink shooting through the air at her and knew she should get the hell out of the way. For some reason she thought it would be a much, much better idea to wear it and wear it well.
She was close enough now that rather than dodge she leaped directly at Pr'ak, the liquid flame in her right hand lessening slightly as she pulled some energy to her stomach. Leaping directly at Pr'ak required running herself through, and with the mild energy shield she'd thrown up at least the ink lance stopped a metre behind her rather than carrying on indefinitely as it might have done.
It slowed her down somewhat. She would have much preferred to grab him by the balls with her flaming right hand. If she held onto it too much longer it was going to weaken. She casually tossed it at his lap and pulled herself back, minding him for movement in her general direction while focusing on bubbling the spreading ink infecting her energy.
Spreading ink was spreading rapidly and a pain in the system to catch. Literally. She settled for bubbling the main stems that had invaded initially. Got most of them, but there was more and she didn't have the time to be chasing them around now.
(OOC: Awesome! Sorry it took me FOREVER to respond. I kept forgetting to check the forum and was waiting, for some reason, for some kind of "Hey the role plays up again!" from you. XD! Alrighty, well we could always continue from here. Like how they do in some series and all. And at some point I'll throw in the continuation as mentioned by yourself. =3 Urgh, I knew I should of saved the role plays from the start. This is gonna be a headache trying to remember 6 months of stuff and what happened last. XD!)
After all this time Derek still somewhat expected to awaken in the battle torn cities of his zone back home, one of the war sectors, and finding himself under the realization that everything that had happened was nothing more than a really awesome, and not so awesome, dream. Instead he found the reality of it all was that was very fortunate and though the speed bumps were clearly present he had everything he needed and more in the end. An alien lover of his own was an added and welcomed bonus to this action romance story of a man on the run made mercenary.
For once Derek was having one of his more pleasant dreams. Seated by a pleasant fire place, hybrid wolf-mice running about who were obviously the children and a miracle of nature, and Byte seated on his lap in a moment of romantic relaxation. She leaned in to whisper to his ear...only to suddenly morph into a blood sucking worm from hell and start chewing on his ear which caused him to wake up with a sudden start.
"Argh!" Came the first startled yelp before for a moment there he actually thought the same worm thing was still on his ear and he sat up suddenly with a louder and much more girly "ARGH!" before blinking some at Byte with a quick clear of his throat.
"I mean..." Shifty eyes was followed by an obvious attempt to cover up his foolishness as he yawned with a purpose exegeration. "AAAAAARrrgh what a night! Hehe...heh..."
A light cough as he looked down a moment before with a perk of his brow he suddenly realized one of his ears felt very, very numb.
"Either I slept on my ear again or you-"
Leaning forward with his ears perked, well one almost fully perked, he caught a glance of himself in the mirror accross the room with a few tired blinks of momentary confusion before looking at Byte with smirk, leaning back with usual level of confidence and his hands behind his head.
"I know I'm pretty awesome and all but really, eating me isn't advice" He winked before leaning in with a playful growl as he snuggle-hugged Byte with heavy nuzzling to the side of her neck. Smiling he later asked "So what's on the schedule for today? I haven't checked my roster yet." With another perk of his brow he then asked "For that matter, what the hell's the time?..."
(OOC: XD! I'm guessing you've done this to your husband at least once...more than a hundred times. =P "MORNING HONEY!" *Ear-latch! Sucksucksucksuck!* XD! Oh my God...the mental images... XD!)
Meanwhile...
(OOC: I have an idea but I hope you don't mind. Basically they need an Anniversary. XD! Or would it be too soon? o..O;)
Rav'una was fairly confident, by now, that her father was okay although at the same time had absolutely no idea about what he had got himself into with the whole searching for the bad guy and all. So for now Rav'una was free to be herself, to be at ease and calm. And, for a change, not be after someone in need of assassinating or torturing information out of the bad guys. She had woken up some time particularly early in the morning and slipped into something very pleasant to the eye indeed. Although typically not much at all apart from a traditional silver and gold patterned/bordered silk piece that thinly cuddled her...you know...with the a thick strip of it dangling from the front and back in a very royal-esque type attire. Almost Roman you could say or Arabian but with a strong tribal theme to it. She wore nothing more though as it was tradition and her love and trust toward Geiser was worth the revealing style of her people. Were he anyone else they would have not such a show to behold.
In all honesty she didn't know a great deal about Geiser other than a few things here and there. One day, she told herself, she would learn more of him and his mysteries. But only when he was so willing to share them. Until then his privacy must be respected. Besides she wanted to impress him this morning. Wanted to make it something special and so with the best glass and plate she could find and the most decorative of trays she could find too. She had learned enough to know at least what his favorite meal and drink were so on this special day she prepared him the best of the best. That and she added a small plate of something of her own touch. A recipe from home which looked as fancy as it did odd and rare. It was also very meaty, a pleasant aroma carried with it and mixed in with the other scents as she approached Geiser's side of the bed, leaning in bravely (because you know, you don't ever startle Geiser from what I understand, =P ) she purred softly into his ear.
"Wake up my love, it's a special day for us."
Standing up she stepped back a step with a loving smirk-smile, her stance quite elegant and confident as she held the tray below her chest in wait for Geiser to awaken.
You ain't got a life 'til ya live it free!
(Thanks Nightbeat/Katana for Derek's picture! ^..^)