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[closed] absence makes the heart grow fonder [KExAS]

2020-01-24T01:41:23Z

Posted by: relearning

[ It had been some time since all was made generally right with the world and the group had gone their separate ways. Aisha had done the same, leaving to return to her grandfather and let him know she wasn't dead. It had been a wonderful reunion, and she had spent the last few months catching up on lost time with him.

Still, spending every day of her last five years with a group of people made it difficult for her not to miss the insanity that was her newfound family. She had been exchanging letters with everyone she could still reach, but over time she was finding it hard to just subsist on letters. She missed traveling. She missed her friends. Her family. Her grandfather had noticed his granddaughter's mood drop significantly as the months passed, and had eventually coaxed out of her what was wrong. It was with this that he encouraged her to perhaps go visit those she still could, maybe even start a new journey with them. After all, as much as he loved being able to see her, he enjoyed seeing her happy even more.

Aisha, of course, tried to be stubborn about it, claiming she would be fine, but she was eventually convinced into doing as Grandfather told her. This was what led to her showing up at the door of a set of familiar redheaded siblings.

She hesitated for a few moments, fist raised to knock on the door.

Would he even be happy to see her ...? As happy as she would be to see him?

Only one way to find out. Before she could convince herself to turn around, she knocked on the door quickly and waited to see what happened. ]

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[closed] The essence of feeling

2019-12-30T06:06:33Z

Posted by: refining

[While it feels routine at this point, Elsword lets himself into the inn room they've booked as a group and peels off his shirt. Quickly moving to shower after his training, he comes out dressed in something light as he still feels like he's on fire and flops on one of the unoccupied beds, not having registered if anyone else was even present in the room.

Rolling onto his back after a moment of stubbornly smothering himself, he takes a breath and finally sits up to look around. Rena was probably shopping for essentials. Raven could be helping or checking out the blacksmith's wares. His sister could be handling reports and just effortlessly being better than him; hence pushing himself so hard with his training. He finally spies a hint of purple and holds up a hand as he flops back on the bed. Maybe she saw it. It would depend of course if she isn't reading, so he opts to break the silence.]

Hey.

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[Closed] In which we deliver much needed lessons.

2019-12-19T05:15:20Z

Posted by: cursed_analysis

It was a lavish apartment but all measure of such, full of rich reds and gold accents everywhere it could be suffered without bordering on tacky, a large balcony with some shading plants, even a hottub in the master bath.

Right now though, Arro was in his study with the door shut, soft music playing prominently with strings. "Come now, raise your rear higher~" He stated in a quiet, teasing tone, a smile present on his features, and though the smile did not leave his lips, a flicker of amusement flashed over his eyes as he brought a paddle swiftly against the woman's rear and grinned at the pleasing smack.

Not content with this he lightly slapped the paddle over each cheek just to worsen the stinging before moving the wood away and brushing his cool fingers over the pink skin, just a bit of a soothing touch before again smacking her ass roughly with the paddle and humming now as the supple flesh quickly moved from pink to red. Satisfied for now, he placed the paddle upon his desk next to the girl, leaning over to turn a small crank that tugged on the strap that bound her wrists together and pulled her further over the desk until her arms were taut enough that she couldn't squirm now.

"Now, again, what do we say when we apologize~?" The question came in a softer tone as he nudged the spreader bar attached to her legs downward, digging her thighs more into the edge of the desk. "Don't you want to please me?" Adding another question, he moved his hand in, resting his palm against one cheek and gently digging his nails into the tender flesh as he waited for answers.

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[closed] the missing son

2019-11-07T04:05:29Z

Posted by: durabilities

Sera had been sort of wandering aimlessly from town to town, trying to find any information as to the whereabouts of a certain someone that she absolutely did not want to see, but that her circumstances unfortunately called for her to see. Along the way she had somehow picked up a stalker.

... Okay, stalker was a bit strong. She had picked up someone who claimed to be going "in the same direction," though she highly doubted he knew where he was going any more than she did. It was annoying. She just wanted to be on her own, but of course he wouldn't take no for an answer, and she finally gave in because she'd be wasting more time trying to convince him to leave her alone. Plus, he was ... harmless. Mostly.

Money, unfortunately, was an issue when wandering aimlessly, though. As a result, she had started to look around for odd jobs when she hit a town or settlement. This one was fortunately large enough that there were several options, including an obviously very worried woman.

"Excuse me ..." She said, voice trembling. "May I have a moment of your time? I notice you're not from around here ..."

And that was how she and her tag-along ended up searching for the woman's missing son. She promised to reward them if he was found, but she was worried that something may have happened to him. She just wanted to know where he was. Armed with only a base description of the boy (which she wrote down in her notebook), they took off into the woods surrounding the village.

This was not the job she expected. Usually she had to actively find the work, not the other way around. Still, it was probably good to reunite the woman with her son if she could. The woman reminded her of her own mother.

... And, of course, the guilt she felt just leaving her behind with only a note explaining where she was going. She felt a personal commitment to helping the woman.

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