Stay Home

That sound when tender glass hits a hard surface, and you are just waiting for the sound of glass shattering, never came, thankfully.  The moment her foot hit the wine glass and tipped it over, he was over top of her on the rug and they both stopped moving immediately.  They looked at each other, frozen, except their raised eyebrows and grins that wanted to surface.

Simultaneously they both looked over his left shoulder towards the wine on the floor.  Taking the opportunity that he was distracted, she slipped out from under him, laughing once she got away.  His fingers had been traveling her body in search of what he wanted, making her laugh and jerk her limbs this way and that underneath him.  He was ruthless though and had her pinned down well against the silken fur warmed by the fire.

“Dammit!” he exclaimed, but it wasn’t about the spilled wine.

Grinning, she stood up in his shirt, and backed away, looking at him as she headed for the kitchen to grab a towel.  “That’ll teach you, now, won’t it?”

Before she ducked past the door frame, he looked up at her with his eyes over the rim of his eyeglasses, reaching to pick up the glass and move the fur rug away from the puddled Merlot. “I always get what I want… One way or another.”


POSE:
<K&S> Poses All or nothing – pose 14

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: –NOeditiON– Brandon Hair @ Men Only Monthly until March 15
Glasses: [Steinwerk] – Alphabeat glasses
Pants: etham – Duke Sweatpants – All Colors – Slink @ Men Only Monthly until March 15

SET DESIGN:
Noble Creations – [NC] – (DARK) Simple Swords Wall Decoration
Noble Creations – [NC] – Mao Bookholder
Noble Creations – [NC] – Antique Fireplace (Grey)
Noble Creations – [NC] – Wild Rug (Brown)
Noble Creations – [NC] – Yucca Plant Vase
-tres blah- Hodgepodge – Wine Duet (older gacha)
Fancy Decor: Simple Wall Panel

The Reward

“No one was ever honored for what he received.
Honor has been the reward for what he gave.”
– Calvin Coolidge –


POSE:
Remarkable Oblivion – RO – The Quest – Galahad RARE (Pose in horse)

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: Exile::Unravel (messy) Grayscale (modified)
(The Following by Noble Creations @ Fantasy Gacha Carnival until March 7)
[NC] – Emerald Arrow – Coat – Black ULTRA RARE
[NC] – Emerald Arrow – Wolf – Brown RARE
[NC] – Emerald Arrow – Quiver – Black
[NC] – Emerald Arrow – Pants – Black
[NC] – Emerald Arrow – Bracers – Black
[NC] – Emerald Arrow – Boots – Black
[NC] – Emerald Arrow – Belt – Black

SET DESIGN:
Fiasco Majesty Palace @ Enchantment until Feb. 28
Mesh Plants
Climbing Ivy (on castle)
[TUFF] Stone Steps (on castle)

Stand For . . .

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What do I stand for? Am I left am I right?
Am I up and down? Am I east am I west?
Do I wear the crown? Is my creed worth dying for?
What do I live for? Can you tell on my face,
What my heart beats for? Do the words that I speak,
Show it to the core? Does my glow outshine the stars?
Can you see my coat of arms?
STREAMING: Jonathan Thulin – Coat of Arms


POSE:
<K&S> Standing Poses ~ 1 1

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: *ARGRACE* SHIROGANE
Top: Noble Creations – [NC] – Elven Hunter – Black w/ mask @ Totally Top Shelf until Jan. 31

LOCATION:
Shareta Osumai Tea Garden

HUGE and special thank you to my lovely Aunt, Deva Westland, for the touchup on this photo.  You saved my night Auntie!  (Check out her Flickr here)

-[Bayde & Ori]- Stray Voyage

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Climbing up the rest of the way, Bayde slipped on a patch of ice, but caught his stance on his right knuckles, and popped back up, finishing his gait.  The snow on the hill below him now was crumbling beneath his stride, but he made it.  Grinning to himself, and sucking in a deep breath, he looked around arrogantly.

“Yeah…” Chuckled to himself.  As he turned around on his heel, he said, “I got this,” and had just enough time for his eyes to widen before he felt his feet fly up in front of him.  Landing flat on his back he looked up at the sunset sky, groaning.  Fortunately, only the shorter stems of the wings that were attached to his back stuck into his skin; only one or two piercing his skin.

Carefully, he stood up, trying not to bend the branches of the wings the druid woman gave him. The wings on his back couldn’t come off by his own doing.  Only an avariel elf could remove the wings from him safely.  Bayde’s journey was unique this time, as it wasn’t a mission doled out to him by Ori’Ziya’s father.  This voyage was lead by something deep within Bayde.

He was lead to a large oak tree which housed an old druid woman inside.  The crazy thing is she was already outside waiting for him.  Bayde began to explain how he ended up there, but the old woman smiled at him softly and turned around without a word, stepping back inside of the tree.  She was only gone a moment, but when she emerged, she was holding the wings.

“This is what you’ll need to take back,” she said.  Usually, Bayde would ask questions.  His questions were blunt and poignant; leading to pin-pointed answers to help him understand things.  However, this time, he simply nodded, already understanding, and turned around to let her affix the wings to him.  Little did he know though the powers these wings held.  Shortly after that, he was off again, to head back home.  He had no idea yet that his hair changed color.

Once Bayde was up off the ground, he looked behind and over his shoulder carefully.  The bit of blood from the wings shifting and the impact from his back landing on them was minimal, thankfully. The spot he was standing in now was warm, as the sun fully shown through the break in the trees.  Closing his eyes, he gathered the energy he needed from the wings, and as the sun’s rays caressed his skin, warming him, his thoughts drifted to Ori’Ziya back home.  He felt an urgency to get back home now.  He popped his eyes open and looked up.  The sun was setting directly in front of him so he turned right and began to run again.

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POSE:
Photo 1: WetCat “Flutter” 5m (w/ wings) @ StormWood Hills Medieval Fantasy Fair
Photo 2: WetCat “Flutter” 3m (w/ wings) @ StormWood Hills Medieval Fantasy Fair

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: Exile::Unravel (messy) Grayscale
Face Paint: Zombie Suicide :Z.S: War Paint #1
Tattoo: [flit ink] Dirty Wastelander V3.30 tattoo
Collar: Gabriel – ::GB::Armour Gorget Collar Gold (gacha)
Pants: Gabriel – ::GB::Gladiator Pants Black (gacha)
Shoes: Gabriel – ::GB::Gladiator Boots GOLD (gacha)
Accessory: Noble Creations – [NC] – Hunter’s Quiver
Accessory: Noble Creations – [NC] – Skull Warrior – Bracer
Accessory: [BODY FACTORY] Illusion Knife Bracelet (Brown)

-[Bayde & Ori]- Something’s Afoot

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Bayde began to hit his knees, exhausted from his journey back home.  Letting out a thick breath despite the crisp air around him.  He began to strip pieces of his armor and weapons off of him.   Once he was done, he dropped his head back a moment, closed his eyes, and took in and let out another deep breath.  Once he opened his eyes, he was looking right up the nose of his new friend.  “Yeah yeah I know… You’re probably thirsty.  We’ll get you something soon. I promise.”

Understanding, it sauntered off beside him.  Bayde sat back up straight, and mindlessly took his sword out of it’s sheath.  He held the blade up, admiring it’s shine in some places and dinginess in others.  After a few minutes passed, his eyes fixated on the brush in front of him as his thoughts went to his discovery of treason within the counsel.  The Elven King; Ori’Ziya’s father, was running him around from one kingdom to the next.  His orders were always something like “Smooth this over with them,” “Make them understand,” or “Find out….”  Some of the situations Bayde was put into were complex and almost incomprehensible. Although he was no longer human, he was still the same man he was before.  Bayde knew how to be loyal, dependable…. And wary.

Ori was keeping his new home up for him while he was away.  Bayde wouldn’t allow himself a moment to admit that he liked the thought.  To him it was purely sensible.  Looking to his right he watched the rare unicorn grazing quietly.  That was an interesting story; how he acquired the unicorn.  Bayde was about halfway through his journey home when a light whirring turned into a loud buzz as a band of unseelie fairies worked to trap Bayde on the road.  He honestly thought he was about to be served up as the main course of the evening.  His hands and arms were wound tight against him as he was roped with course and thorned vines.  When he stopped struggling, out of breath from trying to snap the vines and break free, he looked up to find wide-eyed fairies looking past him and backing away.  Then, suddenly, a cold, very wet…… nibble to his ear.  Bayde tried not to look surprised, since it was obviously attacker repellent at the moment, and calmly, he had turned to face a gorgeous white unicorn.  Needless to say, the fairies revered him and set him free.  Getting the unicorn to follow him home in front of them so they wouldn’t tie him up again though was another story.

Breaking his reverie, Bayde stood up and slid his sword back into it’s sheath.  Clucking for the animal to come to him, he petted it’s long face and smiled.  Turning towards the hill he was pretty sure he saw some movement…. That had to be Ori.

He began to walk towards the hill, and just as they crested over, he caught her white hair and gown against the bright white snow.  Smiling as he saw her look up, and smile at him and the unicorn.  Ori looked only a moment at Bayde before turning her attention to the animal and asked, laughing, “What have you got here?”

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Getting up from the ground, she walked towards them and the unicorn whinnied and stomped it’s hoof when she reached up to pet the animal’s face.  Being an elf, Ori wasn’t one to usually show too much emotion, but Bayde swore her eyes lit up and was enjoying the smile on her lips.  Just as she began to ask, “How did you –,” he cut her off, realizing she would begin to question his visit too.

“A rare mount for one who is equally as rare.”  Giving her one of his smiles, he nodded up at the unicorn, “Hop on.  Let’s go home.”

The unicorn nodded its head as though it understood, and Ori mounted up. “Bayde,” she began to say. “You shouldn’t go back to Court.  Not yet.  You don’t have many friends there.”

He sighed to himself, quietly, his face thankfully turned away from her as he led them both home.  He chose not to respond… He simply didn’t have the words yet.  In usual Ori’Ziya fashion though, him not answering didn’t deter her, and she pressed on.  “There have been whispers of treasonous acts and making you take the blame!”

Heading back over the hill, their home appeared, and Bayde finally stopped walking and offered Ori his hand to help her down.  He was quiet until he told the unicorn to go on, patting it’s rear end.  He watched the animal trot off to graze again before he turned back to Ori.

“You don’t get to where I am without making a few enemies, Ori’Ziya.” His tone was strong and sure. Looking down a moment, he took her hands into his, then looked back into her eyes.  Although he was home, he had a self-appointed mission now.  To reassure her, and despite not knowing everything, to not give her more to worry about.  “I made it back, just as I said I would.”

“You should stay here. Lay low for a while.” Ori suggested. “Let me see what else I can discover.” 

Bayde shook his head and pressed his lips together.  That wasn’t an option for him. “I’m a solider. I do not cower. Not before anyone.” 

They both knew that her father would expect him back at court in a day or two to discuss what happened on the excursion. He heard her sigh, and then set her jaw. It was his turn to look at her quizzically, but if he pressed, she’d reciprocate right now.   

Bayde simply nodded at her, and said, “I have a plan.”

 

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POSES:
Photo 1: Sam Poses – Angel of Death (without the wings)
Photo 2 Ryanna: Sam Poses – The Last Unicorn
Photo 2 Broderick: Sam Poses – The Last Unicorn (rezzed two unicorns, merged together)
Photo 3: Sam Poses – Feel My Heartbeat

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: Exile::Unravel (messy)
Outfit: LostGem fantasy male v1 outfit

RYANNA is wearing:
(Click here to check out her blog: Trappings of a SecondLife)
Dress:  ::Una:: Kamila Dress – Sky @ We ❤ Rp Dec. Round
hair: Truth Hair VIP – Sugar (with added bangs)
Ears: [MANDALA] Simple_ELF_Ears

SET DESIGN:
Noble Creations [NC] – Old Village House @ We ❤ Rp Dec. Round

Act Natural – [Fox & Curtis] –

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Walking into the lounge of the mansion, Mr. Curtis looked around and began to approach Ms. Fox with purpose.  His stride was confident, but he did try to act as nonchalant as he could; nodding and smiling at a few faces as he picked up a peppermint from a crystal bowl sitting on the credenza behind one of the many couches in the room.  Popping it in his mouth, he sucked on it quickly and moved his jaw around before he stepped behind Ms. Fox.

Ms. Fox knew his touch so well that she was hardly ever startled by it.  Mr. Curtis raised his left hand to her shoulder and gently took her waist in  his other.  She brought her own left hand up, displaying the large rock they affixed to her wedding finger for their access onto the party’s guest list. He smiled and nodded at more guests as he greeted her.

Speaking over her shoulder, “Mrs. Jones.  How are you enjoying yourself this evening so far my love?”  As soon as she began to reply, he spoke lower, trying not to move his lips in a ventriloquist fashion, “Keep talking. Act natural. Play it cool.  I found her.” When Ms. Fox answered his question fully he beamed and brought her hand up to his lips, kissing her knuckles tenderly, keeping the charade of husband and wife up.  Ms. Fox smiled beautifully, giving a small nod to show she copied what he said while she answered him.

After a few couples made small talk with ‘Mr. & Mrs. Jones,’ they began to make their way into the main foyer where various activities were set up such as a dance floor,  photo booth and the main buffet.  Mr. Curtis escorted Ms. Fox through the crowd to the first landing of the circular stairwell, when suddenly, a two-person’d commotion came from the upper landing.

Coming down the stairs, escorted by three police officers and her husband, was Mrs. Minguez, with her hands behind her back in cuffs.  Mr. Curtis only understood bits of what they were yelling back and forth, but he thought quickly and grabbed Ms. Fox by the waist.  Everyone at the party was gaping up at the couple coming down, so to blend in, he led them backwards like they were getting out of the way, but moved them just on the other side of a wall next to the stairwell and pinned Ms. Fox against it like they were there for the privacy.

Ms. Fox turned her head to look out the doorway.  Mr. Curtis watched her eyes begin to blaze as her gaze fell on her uncle, Eleuterio Minguez.  “Shhh baby.  We’ll get our chance.”

As his wife was escorted out of their mansion, Eleuterio began to yell at his guests and swing his arms in a wide circle over and over.  “Vete de aqui!  Vete de aqui!”  Mr. Curtis began to move them both with the crowd, but made more of a sideways route than straight for the door.  By the time he had tucked them into the photobooth unseen, Eleuterio was slamming the front door shut and barking at one of his six guards in the room still.

Mr. Curtis moved his hands from Ms. Fox’s body now, reaching inside his blazer to draw his colt out of his holster.  Suddenly, he groaned when Ms. Fox bent down, pushing her ass into him to pull hers from it’s own strapping.  “For fuck’s sake Noa…. ”  He caught the way her cheek was raised once she stood back up, even though he couldn’t see her face completely.  She was grinning.  Son of a….. NOW?!  She was going to tease him… now?

“Just making sure you were loaded, Mason,” she quipped, turning her head to look at him over her shoulder a moment.

Mason whispered, “You always get like this when you hold that thing.”

Giggling softly, trying to not be heard, “Do I?  I didn’t notice.”

Mr. Curtis squeezed her ass hard in  his other hand, keeping an eye on the end of her gun, then froze once he heard her uncle and his guards were getting closer.  Leaning into the back of her,  his lips brushed against her ear as he spoke low.  “Ready?”

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POSES:
Q Poses {QP} – When You Touch Me @ Cosmopolitan until Dec. 31
-NOeditiON- ‘Steamy Collection’ Man Down (RARE) @ TMD Dec. Round

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: Exile::Vindicated
Suit: Kauna – UPCLR Suit
Gun: -NOeditiON- Steam Gun (Silver) (comes with rare pose) @ TMD Dec. Round

RYANNA is wearing:
(Click here to visit her blog, Trappings of a SecondLife)
Dress: [Kenny Rolands] Sensuality -White-  @ Tres Chic { Until Jan. 5 }
Hair: little bones.  Feline
Accessories: Lazuri – Enchanted Diamond Complete Set
Shoes: N-core –  TIFFANY “Silver”
Gun: -NOeditiON- Steam Gun (Gold) (comes with rare pose) @ TMD Dec. Round

SET DESIGN:
MINIMAL – Instagram Background *7* *RARE* @ The Chapter Four until Dec. 21
CHEZ MOI New Year’s Eve Cart @ Tres Chic Dec. Round
CHEZ MOI Stars Ceiling(various) @ Tres Chic Dec. Round
CHEZ MOI HappyNewYear String @ Tres Chic Dec. Round
CHEZ MOI TonightWereGonnaParty String @ Tres Chic Dec. Round
CHEZ MOI 2017 Photo Booth @ Tres Chic Dec. Round
Noble Creations [NC] – Wood Candelabrum – 5 Flames FREE GIFT @ We ❤ RP Dec. Round

When It Comes Down To It. . .

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The holidays are here!  Time to give and receive gifts!!  Wait… What?

You know it’s true though.  It’s not even a bad thing, but… What are you giving?  I’m not going to lie.  I do love gifts. *grins!*  BUT – as lovely as the unwrapped tangible item may be, what really means the most to me is that someone spent time to think about me and select something specifically.

Time… I think it comes down to time.  It’s the most expensive gift you can give someone. You can’t purchase more.  You can’t get a refund.  It can come in the form of a prayer or good thought sent out for you.  Physically spending time with you.
Listening to you.  Even putting thought into a gift for you to unwrap.

Time is precious my friends.  Waste it wisely.

Happy holidays to you and yours!!

“We have so much time and so little to do.  Strike that, reverse it.” – Roald Dahl –

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POSES:
Photo 1 Ryanna: BAXE Poses Casual Chic Female8
Photo 1 Broderick: Q Poses The Blues (store relocating inworld)
Photo 2: RK Poses Daydreaming

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: Exile::Better Days
Shirt: A&D Shirt ~Sam~ for SLINK
Pants: REDGRAVE Navy Jeans LQM – ClassicCut
Socks: [Deadwool] Dandy socks (gift)

RYANNA is wearing: Click here to check out her blog!
Hair: Truth Ami
Outfit: Egoisme Elisa Sweater & Pants
Boots: ISON girl panic boots (black)

SET DESIGN:
CHEZ MOI Xmas Potted Bushes (gacha)
CHEZ MOI Please Snuggle Box (gacha)
CHEZ MOI Cozy Christmas Rug MultiPoses
CHEZ MOI Cozy Christmas Tree w Songs
Noble Creations [NC] – Wild Rug (Beige)
JIAN Kitten Scratching Post
JIAN :: Fox
[ zerkalo ] Letters – Wall