[RQ] this kind of freedom
Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
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#1
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DEIMOS

Arrivals towards the hot springs sent a wave of contentment throughout his chest; even if it had been the second iteration as many timeframes. Perhaps the purpose behind it made the Sword feel safer within the parameters of its use – for the good of Halo – rather than daring to relax. Still eternally working on those paradigms and rationales when it came to workloads, effiency, and granting himself better boundaries, he’d found it’d been more difficult this season to allow for moments of tranquility and serenity.

But grinning at Evie over his shoulder, he launched forward through the caverns, following the pathways they’d snagged and routed, Belial chasing after him, with all the purposeful enticement of goading and provocation. Upon arrival, he quickly peeled away the necessary layers for traversing through any other part of Halo, placing them within his bag nearby. “You could always practice your swimming here too,” he teased with a mischievous grin, before meandering closer to the water’s surface – waiting.
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
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Evie Ignatius
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Evie
Evie has similarly been too busy to visit the hot springs yet, so it's convenient Frey's newest task list practically forces their hands. Hers in particular, given her magic is well-equipped to purify the waters. Though purity is the last thing on her mind given Deimos' bare chest is suddenly up close and personal the moment they are at the water's edge. Gods but she's a lucky woman. Even if she can't indulge here and now.

"It's a little too public for the sort of things practicing swimming tends to lead to with us," she teases as she begins to take her own traveling clothes off to reveal her swimsuit, neatly folding the items next to his discarded bag before advancing towards the edge of the spring. Dipping a foot in, a pleased noise escapes her throat and she steps down onto the ledge beneath the water, standing there up to her knees and extending a hand (and a smile) towards Deimos. "Coming in, slowpoke?"
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Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
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DEIMOS

“What do you mean?” He offered in a teasing grin that hinted he knew the exact parameters, lifting his head in a display of seditious and raptorial prospects. Perhaps it was too public for any outright desires, but enough taunting could be had and shared. Enough of an enticement for him to openly stare without a hint of shame, before laughing again and meandering closer to the surface.

The temptation to push her in was very great, but the notions of the springs themselves were better than immediate antics. Snorting at the namesake, one long stride swept him down into the rushes of the spring water – curling and coiling at his calf muscles in a satisfying relish, before he turned around and back towards her. In one feral moment, he snaked his arms around her and proceeded inward, placing his feet along the bottom of the smooth surface – waiting for the squealing to commence.
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Evie Ignatius
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Evie
“Do you need me to show you?” Evie is only ever coy with him, but it makes it all the easier to be sincere in her desires when they are already so intertwined. Happily willing to call his bluff and scar whatever unlucky citizen happens across them in the springs.

Of course just because she has her mind set on flirtation doesn’t mean she isn’t wary of his antics, even if she has sparse defenses against them. Some things can be relied upon - pushing into water, splashing, messing up hair. She has come to memorize his bag of tricks even though they never fail to make her laugh, years of experience never dulling her reactions.

So of course, the moment he turns to her she tries to scramble backwards, but there’s no escape to be had. And squeak she does, though it’s more of a squeal-laugh as she clings to his shoulders in the vain hope of not falling gracelessly should he choose to dunk her. “If you drop me you’re doing the dishes alone tonight!” she threatens breathlessly against his bare skin, trying to cling like a lanky koala bear to support herself.
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#5
It starts as fluffy, falling flakes. Slowly the wind picks up around you, the promise of more snow to come. As you lift your hood and think about heading for home, the tundra becomes bright white. The snowflakes shift and harden as the temperature plummets suddenly, the wind howling harshly. There is little time to prepare. The ice storm comes in with all of the fury the Eirachi has placed upon this land.

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Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
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DEIMOS

“Perhaps,” came before a willing grin and a quick wink; assurances of reciprocation and indulgences. Even if they were embedded amidst foolishness and capers, they were also without the steel forged armor or the ever-present stoicism. Vulnerability in play and adoration, in letting his guard down and away and apart, were escapades of trust – at least for the Sword.

Even if Evie was frequently the victim in it.

Her own predictable actions surmised in the squeak of laughter and the scrambling of limbs to no avail; a clinging rapacity of fingers woven over his muscles, clinging in dire hopes and straits that he might not pluck her into the springs. “Would I do such a thing?” he murmured in a deep rumble, fully aware that he’d done so in previous bouts.

There might’ve been more banter, but it was caught and mustered away by the fluffy flakes descending from the open air, the wind, and then the plummeting temperature surrounding their frames outside of the pool. So instead of plunking her into the depths, he lowered them both into the warmth and protection of its solace, until shoulders and necks were covered, laughing as the ice clung to the top of his head. “I promise that was not me.”
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Evie
The banter and teasing, the dropping of their guards and political facades, it is as relieving and relaxing as the hot bubbling water that eases the aches and stresses from their joints as they stand within it. At least until Deimos levers her up and onto his broad shoulders, feigning innocence that makes her wheeze-laugh due to scarcity of breath from his she is bent double over his body, hair like a streak of fire aiming for the springs.

She is just about to consider shoving his shorts down in retaliation when a sudden chill touches her spine, making her shiver - and subsequently notice how Deimos goes still as well. Tilting her head rather uselessly to the side, she can only catch portions of the sky in her peripheral until Deimos gently lowers her back down into the water. Staring up at the sudden downpour of flakes in earnest now, Evie can't help her warm laugh at his solemn vow. "Convenient plea," she teases, and lowers herself more into the water. "I guess we're stuck here for a bit regardless. Means no visitors though," she croons, winking with a grin even as she settles herself up to her shoulders in the water to fight the chill that - in the end - cannot advance past Frey's charmed steam.
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Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
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DEIMOS

There would be far more convenient moments where the Sword could’ve concocted a snowstorm, so he merely arched his brow at her teasing. “Shame,” he relented, with a hint of a smirk, before ducking down further, providing her some liberation and freedom as he removed his hands – perhaps another tease for the future – and dove beneath the springs.

The water collectively curled and contorted over each and every muscle, restoring, imploring, exploring, until tightened cords and choking nooses seemed like a thing of the past and never the future. Knowing better, he still surged ahead, away from downpours and wind and snowflakes, collectively gathering his incantations. They did have a job to do, but his intentions of banter, flirtation, and juvenile prospections meant it would all coincide, elements be damned or not.

Swiftly turning over, he pulsed a jettison of water underneath, to undulate across the springs, and probably immerse Evie’s legs in the process.
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls
Evie Ignatius
the Evergreen
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Evie
He dives beneath the surface, aquamarine bubbles and froth concealing him until he is merely a vague dark shape below. Laughing to herself where only she can hear - and isn’t that a marvel, outside of their home, to feel so carefree? - the Evergreen luxuriates up to her shoulders and tilts her head upward for the largest flakes to stubbornly fall past the steam to press cold kisses against her freckled cheeks.

It feels like something out of a fairytale. How can this possibly be her life now? After everything?

Pulled from her reverie by the unnatural swirl of water around her legs, tickling up her shins and around her thighs, Evie grins and tries to return the gesture with her weaker magic to try and swirl and pull around his hair when his propulsion ends. Hoping to entice him back up to the surface where she stands and wades deeper, hands sifting through the foam on the top.
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Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
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DEIMOS

Carefree whims were a rarity; sparse outside of the few comforts they permitted themselves. Despite this being a mission requiring their efforts, Deimos coincided multiple purposes – amusements and diversions amidst assignments and pursuits. Even underwater, there were muffled snickers and snorts, watching as the water maneuvered around her, bubbles contorting and propelling. Moments later, he could feel the tug of her incantations on his hair, and with a roll of his juvenile expression, motioned closer.

He'd be easily seen, but his intentions weren’t cloaked and daggered. When he was close enough, his mouth touched lightly along her pale skin – ribcage, lowering downward towards her stomach, a tease, a taunt, a come hither designation –

Before ghosting away, and breaking above the surface a moment later, snagging a breath from the wind-blown snowflakes. His rumble persisted, purposefully out of her reach unless she deigned to swim over. “I believe you are supposed to be cleansing the water.”
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
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Evie
She is expecting all manner of juvenile antics from tickling fingers to pulling her feet out from under her, but the touch of his mouth steals her breath from the very ribs he kisses, and even the steam of the springs cannot compete with the flare of heat in her belly that rises immediately inside. He won’t hear her gasp but he’ll feel the tightening twitch of her stomach.

When he surfaces - frustratingly out of reach - Evie wastes no time in pushing off the rock below to swim to him, hoping to wrap her arms around his shoulders to buoy herself as the depth of the water makes it impossible for her to stand. “Cleansing is the last thing on my mind now you tease,” she chides, eyes slightly glassy. But just for that reminder she lets her healing magic flow from her pores, its presence making her almost glow with the increase in blood flow and oxygen. Besides, she’d already used her water magic so clearly he has no room to talk. Pulling herself closer she pushes his hair back gently with one hand, smile softening as she brings their faces closer until their noses are nearly touching. “Love you,” she murmurs, just because she feels like saying it.
Cover your crystal eyes
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Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
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DEIMOS

Provocations had been earnestly extended, the idle and subtle twitch of her stomach muscles enough to grant him a preening satisfaction; and then all the more intentions of winding and snaking, sinuous endeavors contorted from his devious, plotting mind.

Though he knew Evie didn’t have the patience for that.

Pushed and cajoled and corralled for the moment as her hands clung to his shoulders, his eyes drew their hooded proportions until the blue was a searing and incendiary emblem – a tease making its way to his devilish grin at her next statement. Instead, he was distracted by the glowing proportions adorning her figure, alight and ignited by natural incantations; so much so that he might have traced the foundations of her efforts with his tongue –

Except then their noses brushed and he laughed in spite of it all, her murmur revolving around his head, committing it to memory as his silence paved the way for his own feelings and emotions. His mouth snagged hers immediately, teeth already pulling at her bottom lip.
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls
Evie Ignatius
the Evergreen
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Evie
Patience is his game, not hers. Evie has never known a life that did not involve persistently chasing down whatever she desires - and from the moment things had changed for them, he has remained firmly at the top of that list. Why be patient when he is here in her arms now, eyes electric blue and hungry?

Sentimentality doesn’t feel out of place here even in the haze of their aching, merely an extension of the gnawing desire she always feels for him. He seems to feel the same, because his answer lies silent but easy to read in the hot press of his mouth. Evie falls into it like a woman starved, one hand coming to sink into the roots of his hair and tightens restlessly as her magic brightens like a solar flare over her skin and into the water as she makes a soft noise of pleasure as his teeth pierce down over her lip.
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Deimos Ignatius
the Resurrected Sword
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Age: 33 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo
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#14
DEIMOS

The storm seemed to harken away, away, away, but neither likely noticed. The permeating chill had long since warmed and pooled and heated into something far better; flares of healing glows and permeating nuances. He couldn’t feel them, not with the magic curled within his blood, but he could follow it, yield to it, meander after it like a beacon, like a home. They’d found their own ways of restoration and liberation.

Neither should have been starved for the other, not with the way they partook in avaricious and greedy claims, but he’d snagged and chased and gave and took just as readily regardless. At her noise he felt grounded and rooted, and his own enchantments unfurled around them, wild and untamed, down into the segments of the pool so that it undulated and churned. Only thereafter did he purposefully angle it around her legs, her hips, her ribs, her frame; touching everywhere all at once.

His mouth persisted, a rogue grin across his lips, hands roaming, following and chasing after the water’s fringes.
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls


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