never be tamed
Rodeo round Vesper v. Nova
Nova Marin
 
Designer
Age: 22 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Hybrid | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 4
STR: 14 - DEX: 22 - END: 17 - LUCK: 22 - ARC: 58 - INT: - HP: 68 - BASE ROLL: 44
Played by: Dew
Posts: 495 | Total: 3,322
MP: 3225

#1
// Live fast, die young, //
When she hears that her and Vesper are paired, her face lights up, an excited gasp turning to a near squeal. "Vespy! Did you hear that?! We're together!" She grabs at Caly's arm as if her sister might not have been listening then snags her brother's hand to lead the way towards the ring. Her tassels flare and clink against each other as she spins to give Jack a final wave, certain that she'll be coming back victorious. 

It's hard to tell if she's bouncing, skipping, or floating as they make their way forward, but there's no doubt that she's sparkling, and that's all that really matters, isn't it?

Nova squeezes Vespy's hand as they move to get ready, someone spouting some words about how it all works - not that she's listening. After all, how hard can it be? Stay on his back and look good doing it. See? Simple. 

Winking a glitter covered eye at her brother before he shifts, Nova's only thoughts to him are Make me look good. 'Kay? Then she's fixing her hat and dusting off some dirt that had gotten on her pink vest, waiting for him to get ready. When she turns around and spots the horse that's unmistakably her brother, she jumps up to pet his head, a bright grin on her face. "Vespy! You're such a pretty horse! We'll make a dashing pair." And without any more preamble, she hops on his back (using the fence) and fixes one last strand of hair. Her fingers work around the straps on the pommel and she straightens to wave at the crowd, a pleasant hum of magic coursing through her. "Ready!"
Nova
// leave a good looking corpse //
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 22 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 20 - ARC: 96 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 50
Played by: Odd
Posts: 667 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#2
VESPER

Vesper leans in, his voice pitched low just for Nova as the crowd noise rises around them. "I won’t be able to hear you when I shift," he murmurs, giving her hand a brief squeeze. Her voice, sure. Not her mind, and he mentions it just in case she has any tricks she's hoping for him to perform. Then comes a wink, slow and theatrical, the kind that always means trouble’s coming.

He steps back, his frame lengthening and melting into midnight—black as the velvet sky above the sea, his flanks dusted faintly with stars that shimmer like constellations drawn in moonlight. The transformation is smooth, practiced, elegant. But as soon as the rigging is brought out, his ears flick back. Not quite pinned—but close. He does not like the bucking strap, no matter how ceremonial this might be.

He stands like a statue while Nova climbs up, his breath warm and steady as she adjusts and preens and praises him like the pretty showpony she’s always said he is. Her weight on his back settles something inside him, not heavy but grounding—like they’re syncing without needing to think too hard about it.

And when she gives that final call, all bright sparkle and pageant confidence—

He bolts.

No warning, no tossing, no dramatics—just a clean, powerful gallop forward. His hooves pound the packed dirt as if they know the rhythm of the crowd’s pulse, eating up ground with a grace no bronco should have. If they came here expecting chaos, he gives them control instead. Smooth. Fast. Beautiful.

Vesper BOLTS for his 2 seconds.
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Nova Marin
 
Designer
Age: 22 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Hybrid | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 4
STR: 14 - DEX: 22 - END: 17 - LUCK: 22 - ARC: 58 - INT: - HP: 68 - BASE ROLL: 44
Played by: Dew
Posts: 495 | Total: 3,322
MP: 3225

#3
// Live fast, die young, //
Nova doesn't fight the sudden speed, letting her body sway like a reed in the breeze, a lofty giggle leaving her lips. Her legs tighten around him to keep her seated, but she throws her head back in delight, one hand straying to keep her hat in place. Only when she bends far enough back to see the sky above does she pull herself forward, pressing her body close to Vesper's back to give him the aerodynamics necessary to go faster, excitement pumping through her veins.

She curls both hands around the ropes, letting ice crystallize to strengthen her grip, making sure it doesn't harden onto the velvet black of his pelt. Stray snowflakes fall behind them like a trail of starlight, her smile as bright as the shooting star that leads them. A small WOOHOO echoes through her laughter as she shouts to Vesper, "Faster!" She wants to feel like she's flying, like nothing can stop them from shooting into the sky!



Nova giggles and freezes her hands to the ropes! 

Water manipulation (Abandoned/Hybrid): Can create and control water. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Light | Rank: Mastered
Nova
// leave a good looking corpse //
 

Age: 36 | Height: | Race: OOC Account | Citizenship: Torchline | Level:
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MP: 540

#4
Nova stays seated
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 22 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 20 - ARC: 96 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 50
Played by: Odd
Posts: 667 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#5
VESPER

The shout is all the permission he needs.

Vesper doesn’t just lengthen his stride—he coils power into his limbs like a loaded spring, every muscle honed and focused beneath her. The ground becomes irrelevant, a suggestion rather than a requirement. And then—he leaps.

A full, soaring arc, higher than any proper bronco has business attempting. His hooves leave the earth like wings might have unfurled in secret, launching them through the air in a glittering blur. Her trail of snowflakes spins behind them like the tail of a comet, catching the light in a shimmer that makes gasps rise from the stands.

They don’t fly, not truly, but it feels like they do.


Vesp launches himself into the air !
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Nova Marin
 
Designer
Age: 22 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Hybrid | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 4
STR: 14 - DEX: 22 - END: 17 - LUCK: 22 - ARC: 58 - INT: - HP: 68 - BASE ROLL: 44
Played by: Dew
Posts: 495 | Total: 3,322
MP: 3225

#6
// Live fast, die young, //
The wind whips in her face, catching at the blonde and white strands of her hair that now sparkle with snowflakes as Vesper leaps. It feels like no one can catch them, like they're taking a trip home - to their real home in the stars - in the form of a comet that can't be contained by gravity. For a moment, it's like they really can fly.

A shout of unbridled joy echoes from her lips, a verbal manifestation of freedom and exploding galaxies. She lifts her head enough to watch the world around them, knowing they can go higher, but instead of shouting at Vesper, Nova wraps her magic around them, launching them to points that people know aren't physically possible. The tendrils of her air magic push and pull, lifting them up before gently pooling to cushion their descent and keep her firmly placed on his back.

It makes it look like time slows, like for a moment, they're truly weightless - limitless.



Keeping her hands frozen, Nova uses her air magic to launch them higher then cushion their descent while keeping her seated!

Air manipulation (Abandoned/Hybrid): Can create and control the air. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Nova
// leave a good looking corpse //
 

Age: 36 | Height: | Race: OOC Account | Citizenship: Torchline | Level:
STR: - DEX: - END: - LUCK: - ARC: - INT: - HP: 0 - BASE ROLL: 0
Played by: Blu
Posts: 136 | Total: 1,547
MP: 540

#7
Nova can't quite stick the landing this time and is out after a 3 second ride!
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 22 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 20 - ARC: 96 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 50
Played by: Odd
Posts: 667 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#8
VESPER

He feels it the moment her weight shifts—just the slightest tilt, a breath of imbalance—but it cuts through him like instinct sharpened to a blade. She’s falling.

Before the crowd can gasp, before gravity can claim her, Vesper uncoils from his equine form in a shudder of starlight and velvet-black smoke. He misty-steps mid-air, his body reforming in a blink beneath her—arms outstretched, shadows already spilling upward like a net spun from night itself. Nova drops into his grasp with all the effortless drama of a celestial encore. He catches her with practiced ease, momentum spinning them into a graceful turn, shadows swirling like stage curtains drawn just for them. Her sparkle becomes his spotlight, her laughter the music that sets the rhythm.

He twirls her once, twice—arms steady, grip sure—as if the entire thing had been rehearsed to perfection. When they stop, she’s in his arms, glitter clinging to his shirt, her snowflakes melting into the creases of his collar. He offers her a wicked little grin, breathless but composed. 'Looks like we both need a few more flyin' lessons.'

Vesp shifts once he feels Nova depart, and uses his misty-step and shadows to catch her!
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Nova Marin
 
Designer
Age: 22 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Hybrid | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 4
STR: 14 - DEX: 22 - END: 17 - LUCK: 22 - ARC: 58 - INT: - HP: 68 - BASE ROLL: 44
Played by: Dew
Posts: 495 | Total: 3,322
MP: 3225

#9
// Live fast, die young, //
It appears that her magic is a little stronger than she remembers and as Nova pushes them higher, she ends up floating off Vesper. There aren't really any thoughts of panic, just a moment of curiosity, exploring the feeling of flying by herself. 

It's exhilarating and she's suddenly throwing out her arms to catch the breeze, a laugh on her lips. 

Falling is the furthest thing from her mind, but it does come forward when gravity takes hold again. She considers shifting to see if the altitude might help with learning her new shift, but she spots Vesper's shadowy form blinking and warping in and out of existence. She doesn't have to know what he's doing, she trusts him, so Nova just closes her eyes and enjoys the thrill of the ride, giggling all the way. 

His embrace doesn't stop the momentum when he moves them flawlessly into a spin, and Nova can't hide her absolute delight, the air around them rippling with stars and iridescent lights to finish off the show. Stopping doesn't end the fit of giggles, although she shoots the crowd a glittering wave. "Or maybe you just need to grow wings." 

Her teasing look is shot his way before she turns to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck to plant a kiss on his cheek with another starlight giggle. "That was fun! Let's do it again!" Maybe not right now - she wants to watch everyone else and judge how they compare - but she's already thinking of ways to improve their little show. There might be fireworks involved.
Nova
// leave a good looking corpse //
Vesper Marin
 
Bartender
Age: 22 | Height: 6'2 | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 6
STR: 24 - DEX: 30 - END: 30 - LUCK: 20 - ARC: 96 - INT: - HP: 180 - BASE ROLL: 50
Played by: Odd
Posts: 667 | Total: 22,698
MP: 2879

#10
VESPER

Vesper basks in her joy like it’s sunlight—warm and loud and glittering at the edges. Her laughter rings through his head even before it hits his ears, her delight spilling across the bond they share like a sky full of fireworks yet to go off. For a moment, he lets himself soak in it—her thrill, her trust, the easy way she gives herself to the moment.

He huffs a quiet laugh, rolling his eyes just enough for effect when she teases him. "Wings, huh?" he drawls, still catching his breath. "Sure, I’ll get right on that. Maybe next time I fall outta the sky, you can catch me."

Carefully, he sets her down, letting her sparkle settle like dust on his sleeves. She’s weightless, always has been, but even so he takes an extra beat before letting go. One hand slips gently into her hair and he presses a kiss to the crown of her head, grounding them both with that small, steady gesture. Then he straightens, glancing out across the arena with a wry glint in his eye. "Come on, you. Let’s go see how everyone else did."

~FIN
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.

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