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Thread: Harry Potter and What Really Happened After Voldemort (solvaris & darkangel76)

Relax, Ron, Hermione demanded, her hand reaching up to touch him gently on his shoulder. He was worked up, angry...it was hardly a surprise, though she wondered if it had to do with the Patronus Draco had cast before leaving. Draco is gone, she continued, her gaze following Ron's. He was looking at his sister. It...it's a bit difficult to explain, she added. Letting out a soft huff, she knew the news of Draco's vampiric condition wouldn't set well. She'd have to be ready for Ron's reaction. Luna sighed and turned toward Neville. He was already scoping things out, searching for signs of impending danger. He was the perfect leader for the DA in her eyes. She smiled then and walked over to him, her footfalls light, yet loud in the deafening silence of the dimly lit mansion. See anything? Luna asked, peeking up into Neville's face once she was near him, blonde hair cascading over her right shoulder as her blue eyes looked directly into his. Hermione pursed her lips. Ginny is fine, she whispered. If not for her, we'd have to move on to our Plan B. And she knew as well as everyone else present...there had been no Plan B. Ginny pushed away from the open window, a chilly breeze brushing against her pale skin. She couldn't see Draco any longer and she wondered just what unlucky witch or wizard would fall prey to the hunger, which no doubt consumed him now that he was vampire. She glanced over at Ron and Hermione, her arms moving up about her middle. She gave herself a small squeeze and took a few steps in her friends direction. You might want to sit down, Ron, Hermione said. Ginny just nodded knowing full well how her brother tended to react to things. Everything is fine, Neville, Luna said sweetly, her voice almost whimsical. She saw Hermione speaking to Ron, the red-head's face contorted with anger and something more. She then tugged on Neville's robes. Come on, she said. You need to hear this too. As Hermione began her little speech about Draco being a vampire, Ginny found herself lost in thought once more. She looked over at the window and couldn't help but meander over to it. Just what was Draco doing? Who were his victims? She didn't know much about vampires, but now...now she was determined to learn everything she could. Even if she had to do so in secret.
Thread: Harry Potter and What Really Happened After Voldemort (solvaris & darkangel76)

Once Hermione had put her hand on Ron's shoulder, his anger had immediately begun to boil down. He couldn't stay mad when Hermione was with him. Being with her made him feel like the luckiest man alive. He felt unworthy of her, like he had somehow tricked her into being interested in him. When she told him that Ginny was the reason for their success, he smiled at his sister, proud of her. She'd come a long way from the shy girl she had been. Neville blushed slightly as Luna approached him. He honestly didn't know how to react to her attentions. He had a hunch that Luna had a crush on him, but with how lonely he felt watching Ron and Hermione together, he assumed that he was overthinking Luna's actions. Just because she likes to come talk to you doesn't mean she has a thing for you he told himself. But his eyes weren't really focused on the floor above anymore. He was watching Luna walk over to him in his peripheral vision. When she asked him if he could see anything, he blinked and looked at her. She stared shamelessly at him, and he got lost in those eyes of hers. Yeah...I see...something. The words came out without his permission. He blushed more deeply and looked away from those fearless eyes, looking around the room as though he hadn't already seen it. Aside from Ginny, all of them sat together as Hermione explained that Draco was now a vampire. It seemed that Luna already knew. Ron on the other hand was shocked enough for the both of them. You've got to be joking. You're joking right? Draco's been a pale git since we've met him. There must be some mistake! But Ron knew Hermione wouldn't joke about this sort of thing. Neville just looked like he was trying to remember if he had seen any signs of Draco being a vampire. But....wouldn't we have heard of students gone missing or found with bitemarks on their necks? Neville asked, a confused look on his face. Ron nodded profusely at Neville's question, looking to Hermione for an answer. Meanwhile, Draco was still on his way back to the mansion astride Nightwing. In a way, it was like a joyride. He would have been back to the mansion by now if he had gone back on foot, but why exert himself like that when he had a perfectly good ride?
Thread: Harry Potter and What Really Happened After Voldemort (solvaris & darkangel76)

Are you warm? Luna asked aloud. Her blue eyes scanned Neville's reddening face. She tilted her head, a quizzical expression etching the smooth skin of her face. Come on, she said softly, her voice like a singsong melody. Without shame, she reached for Neville's hand and all but skipped over to where Hermione was giving Ron a lecture about creatures of the night. Really, Ron, Hermione huffed, clearly exasperated. Did you sleep through all of Defense Against the Dark Arts or... her voice trailed and she pursed her lips prettily. Oh, never mind, she sighed, while waving off the whole thing. Though Ron could be both infuriating and insufferable, she knew her feelings deep down. That tiny warmth was growing right there as they all congregated in Draco's broken home. A few feet away, Ginny just listened to the exchanges, though she barely registered their talk. Draco was out there. Feeding. Drinking blood. Ron, Luna interrupted, her hand still holding onto Neville's, and she just smiled brightly. I can lend you books in vampires if you'd like. Ginny's ears rang the moment Luna mentioned books. She perked up and glanced over her shoulder. Knots were forming in her tummy at the idea that she might just come to understand what Draco had become. I...I think I'd like to borrow that book, Luna, Ginny spoke. Not you too, Hermione interjected. Ginny's face turned a bright shade of scarlet. I give up! Hermione said as though totally defeated. She tucked a wild curl behind an ear. No, 'Mione, Ginny went on. Not like that, I...I just want to know more about what we're dealing with. That's all. Hermione's grimace turned into a grin. You've always been the reasonable Weasley, she stated, her eyes moving to Ron. Despite the small bite in her words, she felt herself turning into mushy goo as Ron just watched them. She had truly fallen. Fast and hard. She would always be Ron's so long as he wanted her. I'd be happy to lend it to you, Gin, Luna said, a hint of thrill in her melodic voice. Ginny gave the blonde a nod and resumed looking out the window. Now she wouldn't be taken off guard by this new 'thing' Draco had become. Or, so she thought. Just how long had Draco been keeping, been living, this secret? She figured she'd be the last to know something so intimate. After all, she was Ron's little sister, a Weasley. And in the eyes of a Malfoy, that made her all but worthless.
Thread: Harry Potter and What Really Happened After Voldemort (solvaris & darkangel76)

Neville's blush grew worse as Luna noticed his red cheeks, asking him if he was warm. Uh...yeah. It's quite warm in here, don't you think? He let Luna lead the both of them over to Hermione and Ron. Rather than answer Ron and Neville's questions, she decided to berate Ron for missing the signs that Malfoy was a vampire, which was a very Hermione-ish thing to do. Neville cringed slightly as Hermione tore into Ron, but Ron was used to this behavior by now. Ron just gave Hermione an apologetic smile. Time hadn't made Ron a better student. If anything, Hermione's help had made him worse, because he knew he could always fall back to Hermione if he missed something important. Luna offered him a book on vampires, but Ron wasn't interested. He'd rather have Hermione summarize the important bits to him...if she could. Sometimes Hermione spoke as though she were reading straight from the book anyway. Neville, on the other hand, was interested. I'd like to take a look at that after you're done Ginny. His guilty conscience made him glance to Hermione. Just to refresh my memory he added, giving her what he hoped to be a convincing smile. Ron folded his arms, looking satisfied from their exchange. Looks like the book on vampires has been booked. You'll just have to explain vampires to me yourself Hermione. He leaned closer to Hermione and muttered in a low voice so only she could hear. Maybe some private lessons? A screech came from just outside the mansion. If anyone cared to look, they would see that Draco had returned on a hippogriff. He gracefully jumped down from Nightwing's back, patting the creature's beak. He took a few steps away and then turned back to talk to his friend. Now if I remember correctly, I encountered a deer about 50 yards that way. He pointed. Nightwing spread his legs and gave a loud squawk as if to say Are you serious?! Draco laughed. I knew you'd be interested. If you hurry, it might still be warm. Have a good night my friend. Nightwing gave a pleased sort of chirp, walking close to nuzzle his head into Draco's chest before turning to launch himself into the air once more. Draco waved his goodbye, feeling a small bit of heartache as he watched him go. There was always a chance they might never see one another again, but Draco was optimistic in this regard. With Nightwing's visits becoming more and more frequent, there was no reason to think he would lose his friend. Draco turned to the mansion and sighed heavily, knowing who awaited him inside. He decided to compose himself before going back inside, but found a bit of dried blood on his robes. Damn it...Tergio! Draco's spell took some of the blood away, but it had long since dried, and Draco was no good with cleaning spells. He decided to circle around to the outside of his own room, removing the protective enchantments on the window before jumping up to let himself in.
Thread: Halune's requests FxF

Bumpity bump
Thread: Halune's requests FxF

I added a few more pairing ideas, and an actual link to the f-list thing. I am a bit silly.
Thread: Baby making

Sounds like he should have taken his wife to the sperm bank instead xD
Thread: Danielle's request thread

Definitely interested. But you don't have private messaging enabled.
Thread: The Road is Long, The Profits High (Zeth and Erit of Eastcris)

The song of blue-jays and the sense of sunlight breaking through the curtains to fall upon his face was a fairly pleasant waking for the man who laid in bed in an inn that called itself The Rusted Salmon, a faint scent of ale and eggs wafting up through the floor-boards to inform Lewin Calad's empty stomach that breakfast would be good. Storm-grey eyes opened and a broad, stubbled jaw cracked open in a groaning yawn, thick limbs with a mild dusky tan creaking with satisfied exhaustion as the former soldier stretched into a sitting position, or at least trying to. It was remarkably difficult to extricate himself from the embrace of his bedmate, the young woman whose name he didn't even know looking peaceful and content to lay on his broad and densely-muscled chest, certainly familiar with the sharp ends of things judging from the sparse patchwork of scars at varying degrees of age. On in particular, extending from his collarbone to just under his right arm, made it difficult to lift that arm above his shoulder most of the time. Another, older, more faded and presently hidden by the bedsheets and the body of his companion, wound its way from his left hip to the back of his knee, granting him a slight limp from when an axe-head had nearly taken the whole limb. He laid there for another moment, a small smile crossing his slender lips as he wallowed in the warmth of the woman atop him. It was after that long, drawn-out moment that his belly protested its emptiness, and so Lewin gingerly lifted his bedmate from atop him, rising from the bed and dressing in the previous evening's attire of deep brown pants and boots, white shirt and green coat, flecks of red on the cuffs betraying the altercation last night that had ended with a woman bearing a fox's ears and tail crawling between the sheets with him. Her kind were prized for their exotic appearances, and had been hunted and exploited in many regions. But in Vitrun, the region that held the city of Pelloc which in turn housed the Rusted Salmon, there had been strict laws laid in place forbidding such trades. Hapless thugs with naught on their feeble mind but fortunes afar, however, were an omnipresent nuisance, and it was a cadre of such individuals which Lewin and his axe had left bloodied and humbled that night before ushering their would-be prey to within the walls of the city proper in the back of his cart, granting her some measure of protection while he attended to his own business of commerce in the city, selling off the many bales of wool he'd brought in and replacing them with barrels of salted trout fished up from the shores upon which Pelloc sat, named for the pelican birds which the fishermen used as guides to good harvest. Once more fully dressed and decent, Lewin extended a hand towards the fox-lass lounging in bed still, giving her shoulder a mild shake. There is breakfast to be had downstairs, little one, said the man of middling height but heavy build, do you have plans to wake up for it?
Thread: The Road is Long, The Profits High (Zeth and Erit of Eastcris)

Kira was nestled contently against the warm chest of Lewin Calad. She had sneaked into his bed last night and was reluctant to leave. But when Lewin's stomach grumbled her own stomach let out an equally loud grumble of protest. Kira moved so so Lewin can get up and simply lazed on the bed while he got dressed. You know Lewin, with the things you did last night I am surprised you never found a human.. 'wife' already. Is wife the word I'm looking for? she asked while he got ready. Upon the mention of food downstairs her ears instantly picked up. Within seeming seconds Kira was dressed in her yellow summer dress and sandals. She only bothered wearing clothes because they looked cute and to avoid awkward social situations with humans. I plan on eating the first plate! I think I smell eggs and fish, replied Kira. She then gave Lewin a peck on the cheek and practically skipped down the stairs. Where did she get all that energy?
Thread: The Road is Long, The Profits High (Zeth and Erit of Eastcris)

Seeing her dress and leave in a blitz, lacking only an audible whoosh as she bolted past him and down the stairs, left the soldier-come-merchant somewhat dazed and perplexed at her hyperactivity so early in the day. The mention of his lack of a spouse stung some, but not because Lewin was ashamed of his unmarried status, nor was he particularly lonely he felt guilty that his mother and father had been so adamant he marry young and he had yet to do so. Lewin, with his mane of slightly-curled auburn hair falling around his ears, simply hadn't found the right woman for such a thing yet. And it wasn't like he could wed now, at any rate the open road was a poor home for a spouse. It was with such matters in mind that he eventually shook sense back to his skull and followed after the woman whose name he did not know, taking a seat beside her and counting out a half-dozen silver coins for a meal each, eggs over-easy and fried halibut with bread and butter, a mug of hot cider each rounding the meal out. His companion drew a few odd looks, most folk still unused to the presence of the so-called Wild Tribes since their discovery and subsequent integration into society half a decade ago. Even had she not borne her unusual additions, though, Kira would cut an impressive figure and drawn the ire of many housewives. Lewin simply sighed and smiled, ignoring the other patrons and enjoying his breakfast. You know, he said suddenly, forkful of fish halfway to his mouth, I never did ask your name. It is rather embarrassing, considering what we got up to last night, not knowing what to call you.
Thread: The Road is Long, The Profits High (Zeth and Erit of Eastcris)

Kira acted blissfully unaware of the strange glances people gave her. Of course she knew they were there, but purposely acted like she didn't notice them. It was easier to ignore them then address them. She was an uncommon sight in human lands to begin with. Fox people were outnumbered by humans nearly 10 to 1. Kira was shocked at first when he revealed he didn't know her name. She then remembered they didn't talk that much, so it didn't come up. Kira Brown. But just call me Kira. I suppose since you bought me breakfast, I can forgive the late introduction, she said with a grin.
Thread: The Road is Long, The Profits High (Zeth and Erit of Eastcris)

The storm-eyed man chuckled softly at her comment, taking a swig from his mug and a few more bites off his plate before continuing the conversation. Well, miss Kira, I am certainly happy I ran into you when I did. It would be a shame for a pretty thing like you to be taken by scum like them. Though, where do you intend to go now? He gestured with a hand, pointing towards her fairly simple garments and lack of luggage, Forgive my rudeness, but you do not seem to have any means of providing for yourself in this town or on the road. Nor do you have a means of protecting yourself from vagabonds. You can not truly expect to survive off of the goodwill of passers-by, can you?
Thread: The Road is Long, The Profits High (Zeth and Erit of Eastcris)

Kira's face visibly soured upon hearing this. She then replied,I am a Kitsune. We live in the forest usually like foxes. I took this form to talk to you and see if you had any chocolate cake or fried tofu for sale. Then those.. men sprang from nowhere. That was a once in a life time thing I am caught off guard like that. Thank you for saving me, but don't think I can't handle myself. Kira's face then brightened as she continued. I had no where in particular to be honest. I am just wandering about. How about you Lewin? she asked. The kitsune had already cleared her plate completely.
Thread: The Road is Long, The Profits High (Zeth and Erit of Eastcris)

The retired infantryman bit back a sigh at the prideful retort of the woman across from him, resisting the urge to argue that being surprised was not a once-in-a-lifetime occurrence. No doubt she would neither listen nor appreciate his input. Wandering about would get her nowhere, and arguing with her would get him nowhere, so he let slide her commentary. I, he answered after taking a moment to finish his own meal, am headed south, through the desert outpost of Nis to sell off some of the fish I bought here and buy some of their tobacco before turning inland towards Vathon, where they will be holding a carnival to celebrate the inauguration of their new mayor in two week's time. He dabbed at his chin with a handkerchief, wiping a few errant beads of alcohol from his face. After that I intend to rest a day or two to collect more information with which to plan my next course of action. He smiled, chuckling slightly, If you happen to come across me at the festival, I'll be happy to buy you dinner while we swap tales of the road. You seem the type to have many strange adventures... He gestured towards her large, triangular ears, No offense intended, of course.
Thread: The Road is Long, The Profits High (Zeth and Erit of Eastcris)

Kira just then made an impulsive decision. I have never been to Nis before or Vathon. But I heard it is a site to see. May I tag along with you? the fox girl asked. Travelling get's cold and lonely at times. We could keep each other warm like last night, added Kira. She was currently giving Lewin her best adorable puppy dog look to make it harder to tell her no.
Thread: The Road is Long, The Profits High (Zeth and Erit of Eastcris)

The pleading eyes were a nice touch, but Lewin simply smiled as a bemused little chuckle rumbled out from his throat. His large and calloused fingers laced together, clasped hands resting on the table as he stared at the woman opposite him for a moment, seeming to consider her suggestion. Well, he began, you would certainly be much safer with me than you would be on your own, and I am in this business so that I can see the world while hopefully making some money for myself. But, at the same time... He leaned forward, raising those knitted knuckles to rest his chin upon them. How do you propose to earn your keep, Kira? I am disinclined to believe you are willing to exchange sex for service you do not seem a whore. He sat there for just a breath, and before she could respond he continued. I jest, of course. I can comfortably afford to keep the two of us for a time, and your company on the road will certainly make things less dreary. He extended a hand across the table, for shaking. I will welcome you along so long as you don't cause trouble for my business. Agreeable?
Thread: The Road is Long, The Profits High (Zeth and Erit of Eastcris)

Kira knit her brow for a moment. Earn my keep? Well I can play cards or dice to bring in money of that is what you mean, she said. Upon hearing the part about exchanging sex for services her tail straightened out in shock for a moment. The fox woman turned red and asked, People actually do that? I heard stories, but thought it was made up. The thought of getting money for sex was odd. Wasn't it supposed to be free and fun? Humans are weird. Kira relaxed when he said he was joking. With a smile she reaches across the table and shakes his hand. Agreed. I'll try not to cause trouble for you, she said.
Thread: Looking fore a long term half desent Fantasy RP

Hi, I'm new here. Swm 40's, creative writing is a hobby of mine, and roleplay brings out all the creative ideas. I've toyed with an idea that I'd like to explore. Here's a synopsis. Based in the distant future, humans have explored and colonized much of our neighborhood in the milky way, and have encountered many life forms along the way. We're friendly with some, indifferent to some others, and mortal enemies of a few. In fact, many of these enemies of ours have been brought together in a sort of evil legion, with the intent of colonizing and enslaving all life forms, including humans. There have been skirmishes on distant planets, and many of our ships have been intercepted by these enemy forces, so there is great tension. One factor that has kept us from attacking the enemy with full force, is their ability to control our minds. They have demonstrated an ability to use our weaknesses against us. In one skirmish in the orbit of a moon, our force of 8 men and 6 women were all taken prisoner because at the moment they were going to attack, the enemy entered their minds, played on their sexual desires, and caused an orgy. All 8 men and all 6 women were seen on security footage, rising from their seats, disrobing, and enthusiastically attacking each other in various sexual ways. As intelligence reports emerge, we've found that it was a short-term takeover of their minds, but it was enough to take the entire ship and crew without firing a shot. Further, we know that the 14 members of the crew are still alive and being held prisoner on a faroff moon, where they have continually attempted to escape and disrupt the enemy, but have failed each time as the enemy simply takes over their minds and plays upon their inate sexual desires. Interested? Let me know, we can discuss.
Thread: Happy Birthday Trygon!

Sorry I'm late with the wishes. Hope you're having a great one!
Thread: Happy Birthday Trygon!

Happy birthday, Try! Hope you have a great time celebrating! Leos unite!
Thread: Happy Birthday Trygon!

Happy birthday. Hope it's been a good one.
Thread: Happy Birthday Trygon!

Happy birthday, Try!
Thread: Happy Birthday Trygon!

Thankya, everyone. It was a great one! Not terribly thrilled about my last year of the twenties, but age comes for us all. I was 21 when I realized Darker was down and went looking for where everyone ended up. A fresh felon, looking for distraction, and I found it in Ani's refuge. Eight years later, Blue Moon is still here, bearing witness and sanctuary. I couldn't be happier about that.