Oh, I’m Resolute

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Leaning against the counter she looked at him and grinned.  “You know what I will ask you.”

Glancing back at the clock, and being the smartass he was, “I still have thirty-two minutes to be a better person than I was a year ago.”

She chuckled and shook her head.  “Mhmm… And what about the new year.  What will be your resolution for it?”

Setting his glass  of champagne down on the counter, he pushed up off of his spot and stepped closer to her.  His hands went to her thighs and forced her against the counter more.  He was looking in her eyes, holding her gaze as he pushed his hand up, raising her skirt some. Pressing himself against her, he gently laid his forehead to hers, and spoke low and intentional.  “My new year’s resolution is to do you more and do me less.”


POSE:
Erin’s Meow Productions – At the Bar

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: Exile::Vindicated
Sweater: Egoisme – Turtle Sweater – Cream
Pants: [Deadwool] Peak suit (wool) – trousers – L. grey

RYANNA is wearing:
(Click here to check out her blog: Trappings of a SecondLife)
Dress: Egoisme – Electra (hud controlled FATPACK)
Hair: /Wasabi Pills/ Jasmine Mesh Hair – Chocolate
Necklace: Empyrean Forge: Circadian Necklace
Shoes: #EMPIRE – Azalea

SET DESIGN:
CHEZ MOI Industrial Kitchen
Howl – wall mounts wine rack 2 & 3
Cozy Essentials {CE} Gear Clock
{anc} MoonLightLounge. champagne 1Li
[ keke ] champagne bublissimo truffles
Apt B // Farm Living Ladder
[ zerkalo ] Dreamers corner – Ladder

-[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

Season’s… Thoughts

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Well… We did it.  We didn’t have a choice, but we still got it done.  The checklist dwindled down and “as predicted,” Christmas is arriving.  Now it’s time to say, “Where did 2016 go?”

This past year has been quite a ride for me.  I’ve traveled some low valleys and ridden some high altitudes.  I’ve smiled up at sunshine and embraced storms with my arms wide open.  Not one regret.  Just a lot to be thankful for.

This crazy woman though… *smiles*

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To everyone who has been a part of my life, past and present:
Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year!
May the spirit of the season bring you happiness and a warm smile to your lips.
– Broderick –


POSES:
Photo 1: Pose provided by animation from CHEZ MOI Iron Patio – Holiday
Ryanna Photo 2: BAXE Casual Chic Female 7b
Broderick Photo 2: BAXE Shoes Male 10

BRODERICK is wearing:
BlankLine Cardie with Shirts
BlankLine ColorPants [White] v1.1

RYANNA is wearing:
Shirt: [American Bazzar]  Oversized Sweater From Women’s Only Hunt {Until Dec. 24}
Pants: Blueberry  – Cake – Maitreya/Belleza/Slink – Cream
Hair: Magika –   Sparkle
Accessories: -SECRETS-  Sleeping Mask – Cat Pink (gacha)

SET DESIGN:
CHEZ MOI
Iron Patio – Holiday
Nana’s Nook – Christmas Party Trolley
Zen Creations Wooden Holiday Tree 1 and 3 @ Peace on Earth Hunt until Dec. 31
JIAN Holiday Huskies :: Adult Companion RARE @ Arcade Dec. 2016
.:TBOHome:. Twigs with Red Berries bottled lamp
[we’re CLOSED] log candles light
LISP – Mesh – Charlotte Nerd Chocolate Tea Tray with steam
Trompe Loeil – Odette Planter Corner Brown
DaD DESIGN “Sweet Dreams post” deck (custom design)

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

Do You Know?

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Do you know?

Do you know the unsaid?
The unspoken?
Do you hear the unseen and see the noise?

It’s like turning towards a setting sun,
Not to chase the warmth,
But to stay ahead of the darkness.

Don’t care…. A chuckle.
Yeah, you care.  You care.

Oh to feel that last hope for the moment slip away.
Chest collapsing.  Hope dying.
Thought you had it right this time….

Let’s give in!  Sink into that bitterness and smile at the comfort.
Slip into it’s smooth facade of acceptance.
Feeling enlightened yet?

What if your support had to collapse?
What if what you were standing on gave in?
Whose fault would it be?

Check with those voices.
The judges’ scores.
Truth?  Fact?

Is it worth carrying on your journey?
Just glaze over it.  A quick bandaid.
That’ll fix it……
Again.


Sometimes, hope can be found in knowing we’re not alone in how we feel.
Dedicated to the ones who needed it said.
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POSE:
Q Poses {QP} – Music Is My Soul II (guitar included) @ Cosmopolitan until Dec. 31

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: Exile::Vindicated
Shirt: [Deadwool] Henley shirt – teal
Pants: Redgrave Classic Cut LQM Jeans – navy

Wait a Minute

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They had already traveled about a hundred miles, and the time now was about 4pm.  It was a lazy weekend day and they took their time waking up, making breakfast, and getting back out of the bed.  She had been hinting to the little list of things she enjoyed doing with him.  Riding with him was one.

He took her to the middle of nowhere, showing her random sights that they didn’t normally see in their city life.  The quiet stillness of an old barn and the stories that once upon a time ran through the deserted gas station, to name a few.

As they sat on the warm dirt road they talked.  No agenda.  Nothing and no one pursuing their time at that moment.  He asked her questions she would normally be too tense to answer, making her blush.  She shared random stories about herself and he divulged those small secrets about himself to her that he figured were insignificant to anyone.

It wasn’t until they realized how hungry they were; their stomachs seeming to start their own conversation, that they rose up off the ground and brushed themselves off to head back into town.

“Wait a minute,” she said from behind him.  He was about to swing his leg over the bike but he turned around and leaned against the bike instead.  She moved closer to him, her hand raising to run her fingers into his hair.  His right hand slid around her waist without a thought and he looked up at her.  No more words were exchanged.   They simply looked into each other’s eyes and said everything they needed to for that moment, last week, and later that day.

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POSES (both):
Q Poses Harley @ 2nd Level until Dec. 30

BRODERICK is wearing:
Hair: Exile::Vindicated
Rings: [MANDALA]SINRA  Rings Season3
Top: ColdAsh CHILTON Leather Jacket (Classic)
Pants: REDGRAVE Navy Jeans LQM – ClassicCut
Shoes: [Phunk] Vintage Wingtip Shoe

RYANNA is wearing:
Click here to visit her blog: Trappings of a SecondLife
Skirt: Petite Mort- Black Distressed denim  @ Winter Trend { Until Dec. 23rd }
Coat: Petite Mort- Leopard Fur coat @ Winter Trend { Until Dec. 23rd }
Hair: Truth Hair – Sugar
Shoes: !Rebel Hope – Gossip Mesh Platform Boots @ FaMESHed December

SET DESIGN:
[we’re CLOSED] power poles
Consignment [Con.] The Garage Collection – Garage RARE (older gacha)
Consignment [Con.] The Garage Collection – Gas Pump – Red (older gacha)
Timo’s Creations Speed 25
Studio Skye Wild Grass Type 6 brown
Pixel Mode – Fall Harvest – Barn (old gacha)
Pixel Mode – Fall Harvest – Barrel Display (old gacha)
Persnickety-Broke My Wagon of Flowers!!