Entering the Celestine, Flora wandered a little way in, avoiding the path which would take her toward the bridge overlooking the portion of the grounds dedicated to the Greatwood. With utterly no idea what she was going to say to Koa when he arrived, though she should have spent her time planning out her words, instead, she stood in front of one of the enclosures, pressing her forehead against the cool bars.
these memories follow me around
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Flora Kaito-Taliesin the Doubletake
Owner of The Hanged Man ✓ / Queen of Torchline ✓
Age: 22 | Height: 5'7" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 12 - Strg: 41 - Dext: 44 - Endr: 42 - Luck: 45 - Int: 2 SPICE - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
Played by: Odd
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09-20-2024, 03:44 PM
i could be the reason you can't sleep at night
No part of Flora was looking forward to the conversation that was to come with Koa, and so in an attempt to ignore the churning in her stomach, she'd opted to agonize over what to wear: she wanted to look good, but not too good, to put in the effort because of course Koa deserved it but without making it seem as though the words she'd inevitably have to say—I'm in love with someone else—affected her so little that she had the headspace and time to look good. Deciding on a simple white top and some highwaisted shorts (much as a sundress would have been cooler, Flora wasn't sure either of them would welcome the memories it inspired), Flora had pulled her hair back in a ponytail and opted for only a bit of mascara that she was quite sure at some point she'd end up crying off. Entering the Celestine, Flora wandered a little way in, avoiding the path which would take her toward the bridge overlooking the portion of the grounds dedicated to the Greatwood. With utterly no idea what she was going to say to Koa when he arrived, though she should have spent her time planning out her words, instead, she stood in front of one of the enclosures, pressing her forehead against the cool bars. Koa Carpenter
Dragoon ✓
Age: 23 | Height: 6 | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Stormbreak Level: 7 - Strg: 30 - Dext: 30 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 30 - Int: PIPSQUEAK - Mythical - Dragon (Fire Breath)
Played by: shark
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09-23-2024, 07:56 PM
KOA
Blissfully ignorant and still high on the success of their last date, Koa shows up less buttoned-up than last time but nonetheless dapper, in dark wash jeans and a linen shirt adorned with a subtle dragon motif. It takes him a few minutes to find Flora - he has to ask some of the keepers for directions, not having spotted her near the entrance. But the Doubletake is hard to miss, and soon enough Koa spots her ahead, lustrous and wonderful and as unmistakable as a cool breeze on a summer day. "Flora!" Koa calls out brightly, walking toward the Queen. He's clutching a bouquet of sunflowers, the other hand raised in a ready wave. The smile on his face is naïve and guileless; there's no single thought in his poor little head save for excitement at seeing With each love I cut loose, I was never the same Watching still living roots be consumed by the flame Flora Kaito-Taliesin the Doubletake
Owner of The Hanged Man ✓ / Queen of Torchline ✓
Age: 22 | Height: 5'7" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 12 - Strg: 41 - Dext: 44 - Endr: 42 - Luck: 45 - Int: 2 SPICE - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
Played by: Odd
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09-24-2024, 04:26 PM
i could be the reason you can't sleep at night
As her name hits the air Flora presses her eyes closed, the knots in her stomach now so tight she's sure they'll never come undone. No, please—she thinks desperately, praying that some nearby spirit might take pity on her and freeze time, allowing her to escape, or at least to undo. Nothing happens of course, and as the queen turns, the sight of Koa's too-bright smile and fist full of sunflowers has the cracks in her heart widening with a cavernous yawning that makes her want to double over in pain. Gasping, one hand going to her throat as if to unclench the invisible hands making it impossible for her to breathe, her head begins to shake against the words she knows she must say, but gods, not yet. Not yet. Running to him, the Doubletake flings her arms around the dragoon's neck, her body carelessly crashing into his as she clutches him tightly enough to squeeze the air out of her own lungs. "Don't say anything yet—" She gasps against his neck, tears already trickling down her cheeks as the muscles of her stomach convulse against the way her body screams at her for air. Gods, it's so selfish of her, but she knows that this will be the last time that they're ever like this and even though it's probably wrong to want it, she wants to remember. To cement everything Koa ever was to her and will never have the chance to be, in her mind. Koa Carpenter
Dragoon ✓
Age: 23 | Height: 6 | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Stormbreak Level: 7 - Strg: 30 - Dext: 30 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 30 - Int: PIPSQUEAK - Mythical - Dragon (Fire Breath)
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KOA
Later, when Koa thinks about this day, there will be two parts of it: before and after. The before is beautiful, a moment of youthful hope and potential too near and too painful for him to touch. It belongs in a snowglobe, to be preserved and admired and taken out on special occasions as a charming, nostalgic, remember when? Remember when we thought the future was ours? Remember when we laughed and talked of homes with laughing children and picket fences?
Remember when the sun was shining, and my hands were full of flowers, and my dreams were full of you? There's a middle, of course. Nothing is ever black and white; there's always a little grey. After the before and before the after exists the in between: a stage of limbo where all eventualities are equally possible and equally unknown. It's into this limbo that Koa is now flung, his expression falling and his heart racing as Flora closes the difference between them, tears upon her face. "Wha--?" he starts, the word cut off as she crashes against him, her arms thrown round his neck. "Flora?" He reaches for her, holds her close, fierce and protective and desperately afraid. This is as far from how he imagined the day going as is possible, and so he does what he does in a crisis: shores up, quiets down, forces in the calm. Makes himself be strong for Flora, as the world around them fades into the background and her tears soak into his shirt. Keeping his voice as steady as possible, the Dragoon murmurs against her hair. "Hey- hey. It's okay. I'm here. I've got you." He cannot know how untrue those words are. After has yet to come. With each love I cut loose, I was never the same Watching still living roots be consumed by the flame Age: 4 | Height: | Race: OOC Account | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: - Strg: - Dext: - Endr: - Luck: - Int:
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09-24-2024, 04:55 PM
Among the most magical of the enclosures, you find the Qilin, its form both ethereal and majestic. The creature's single, spiraled horn gleams with an inner light, and its scales shimmer in a kaleidoscope of colors. The Qilin moves with a grace that seems to bend the very fabric of reality, and its eyes hold a wisdom that spans eons. As you watch, the Qilin seems to acknowledge your presence with a nod, and a sense of profound peace and good fortune washes over you. The air around the enclosure feels charged with ancient, benevolent magic.
5 merit points have been granted for participating in a thread with the Serendipity account.You’ve encountered a Qilin. This counts as a rare creature encounter for the purposes of levelling, but does not count as a Random Event for levelling or MP. There will be no further admin/re intervention. Qilin (Rare): A mythical, one-horned creature meant to symbolize the arrival or passing of an imminent ruler, luck, protection, pr success, and are revered as generally good omens. They are a rare sight - one would have to be privileged to ever come across one. Seeing one in the desert likely signals a hallucination though, rather than the real thing. Completed a thread Flora Kaito-Taliesin the Doubletake
Owner of The Hanged Man ✓ / Queen of Torchline ✓
Age: 22 | Height: 5'7" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 12 - Strg: 41 - Dext: 44 - Endr: 42 - Luck: 45 - Int: 2 SPICE - Mythical - Dragon (Ice Breath)
Played by: Odd
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