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Thread: After The War (Amaranthine + Goodwill)

Miles Malkof always was torn between the choice of joining Voldemorts cohorts like many of the purebloods in Slytherin. His father and mother constantly berated him saying he was half the wizard that they were because he had never joined them in meeting with the dark lord himself so when he decided to fight on the other side they had a normal reaction and nearly killed him. Miles was a very fit student though had a well-toned body, but at the same time was obviously thin, his hair was very curly nearly engulfing his head in the blonde mess that it created. After the fight ended though he had found out about how his parents met their demise at the hands of muggle-born people a fate no pureblood should have to face, but one they had. So now he was alone and attending his final year at Hogwarts, but had at the very least inherited a vast fortune from his family, but at what cost to him? Quickly wisping through the wall as he had done every year he was once again in awe looking around the grand train station that never ceased to amaze him. Quickly ducking inside the train he looked around the cars with his light blue eyes making sure no one could recognize him since he would be ridiculed mercilessly for even having any ties to Slytherin, even though he had chosen the right side and even fought off multiple Death Eaters he would find no haven with his fellow students.Closing the door with a slam he peered off into the distance quickly scouting into the corner as he watched the scenery pass him by the train making a click, click sound as it made haste towards Hogwarts. Right as he was dozing off though, a petite woman who appeared to be wearing a Ravenclaw uniform who had a cute hairstyle said she recognized him? Um, you recognize me? I'm sorry, but I don't quite remember you... Will, could not recognize this mystery woman he would have remembered meeting someone as cute as her right? Oh! I remember you now. Yeah, that was really intense I'm sorry you had to ender their attacks for so long before I got to you... You were barely breathing once I got them off you... Once she told him about the Death Eaters he remembered the moment so vividly like it had just happened a day ago even though it was nearly a year ago. Well, at least that's in the past right? Will chuckled a little trying to make a joke to relieve the tension. So, to whom do I owe the honor of saving?
Thread: After The War (Amaranthine + Goodwill)

Grace was no stranger to coming off strangely obviously, this man had no idea who she was. Luckily, he seemed to remember her after she explained who she was. Man, that could have been quite awkward. Uh, I'm Grace - Talbot, she replied with a soft, sweet smile on her full pink lips as she took a step in to the nearly empty cabin. She kept her distance, never one to invade anyone's personal space, but after she had cleared the entry way she grabbed at the door and then glanced to it before back to the curly-haired blond in front of her. Miles, right? I think I've seen you around before, though just in passing. They had never met each other in person, their sole interaction being the night that he saved her from the brink of death, but Grace knew about him in passing. He was a Slytherin, though his uniform made that obvious, and the son of a well-known pureblood family. It was likely that would be held against him by many others, but Grace had seen the good in him. Can I.. Can I sit here? It's okay if you would prefer I didn't just... She asked, a soft-spoken request to enter the car and close the door behind her. Perhaps he was alone on purpose and wouldn't want to be bothered, but having come face to face with him the young woman had little desire to walk away. She had never properly had the chance to thank him and though being reminded of what had happened was rather unnerving, Grace figured it worth the hint of anxiety to be able to at least acknowledge him.
Thread: After The War (Amaranthine + Goodwill)

Grace came off to Miles as the type of cheerful woman who would be in Gryffindor even though she'd been placed in Ravenclaw. Still, she seemed to have a good heart I mean she hadn't even mentioned the fact of him being a Slytherin yet. Nice, to um... meet you, Grace... Well at least formally... Miles tried to pay attention to the petite girl, but for some reason he couldn't, he just could only think about what his parents must have thought of him. All this war nonsense had terrorized him, but he had at least made the right decision in aiding Hogwarts right? Yeah, that my name. I think we might have been in a class before. Then it hit him the two had once sat next to each other at a Quidditch match. Even though they hadn't talked and they were both engrossed in conversations with their friends he could hardly forget such a beautiful smile as hers. No, no, no, you can sit here. You seem like a nice person and I'd love to have some company... I doubt anyone else would be willing to sit next to a traitor hehe. Miles said as he tried to make a spin on the whole Slytherin being treated as traitors fab. Even, though Miles had saved her he didn't want that to be the whole sole reason for the two hanging out or even possibly becoming friends.
Thread: After The War (Amaranthine + Goodwill)

Grace knew that someone's house meant very little - all anyone inherently had in common with any other member of their house was one or two traits. Ravenclaws were everything from the serious, studious type to those with their heads in the clouds - clever and creative but a little bit airy. She personally fell in the middle of the spectrum - with the creativity and intuition, as well as the initiative to make something out of her own desires. She was not about to judge a man simply for a box that he had been pushed in to, especially not when he was the reason that she was still standing. The scars of that fight would dig deep, but she would rather see scars than nothing at all. The blonde took his affirmation at face value and took a spot on one of the seats, sitting opposite him so that they were face to face. While she could tell that he had been making a joke, the self-deprecation in his tone made her wonder did he truly believe that he was somehow a traitor? And if so was that based on what he believed others thought of him, whether that was true or not, or directed towards his own house and feeling like he had somehow been on the wrong side? Grace didn't humor that and instead leaned in slightly towards him, displaying an interest that was based on a mixture of her love of observing the human psyche as well as personal connection rather then simply because she thought that she had to. Do you really think that you're a traitor?
Thread: After The War (Amaranthine + Goodwill)

Miles had always been a little different than your average Slytherin. He, had always felt a certain kinship with the Ravenclaw standards since he was more of a studious type who was loyal, but with his everyone in his family being Slytherin prefects, he had to go along and think thoughts of ambition, cunning, and resourcefulness right? Still, even with this, he could hardly believe someone from Ravenclaw of all the houses was willing to fraternize with him during such a soar time. Peering over at her he motioned for her to take a seat since she seemed to be getting tired of standing all day. Even though he had obviously been joking she didn't even so much as chuckle she seemed to have taken him seriously. Thoughts wandered through his mind thinking of all the reason that she had taken him seriously was it his tone, the way he had motioned, or maybe she just didn't like him. But, his thoughts were unaffirmed by something that caught him off guard the question of whether not he truly believed what he was saying... Pushing back a little into the seat Miles looked around anxiously he'd never had someone be so intrigued by such an off comment before and someone he had just met at that. Umm, I-I don't know... Don't you think that's a little personal? Miles paused for a moment he was just looking for excuses at this point to not answer the obvious. Y-yeah... I guess you're right, but why are you so interested?
Thread: After The War (Amaranthine + Goodwill)

Oh. Boundaries - those were a thing that some people had. There were times when Grace didn't realize she was getting too personal, but it was a desire of hers to know the intimate details of people. Perhaps holding off on asking things like would have been the better call, but it wad a little too late for that now. It seemed that she had already crossed a line without meaning to, but hopefully it was one that she could return from with a little proper care. She knew she could be pushy at times and obviously that had come out here, so it seemed like some damage control or at least a good apology was in order. You're right. She leaned back away from Miles, hoping to seem less like she was trying to get in his face. The curious look in her eyes turned to something softer, more careful, and the blonde gently held her hands together in her lap. I'm sorry, I don't mean to come off as nosy. I just think you did a really good thing - not even with just saving me. I think you were on the right side of the battle and a lot of people would agree. It's not my business though, I shouldn't have pried. Yes, many people were prejudiced against Slytherin purely because, well, they were Slytherins but anyone who could see past the bias would know that a house did not make a person good or bad.
Thread: After The War (Amaranthine + Goodwill)

Sure Miles was feeling a little rough on the inside, but that did not mean he didn't want someone to talk to. Grace seemed to genuinely care about his feeling and actually wanted to learn more about him. Even if everyone else out there didn't believe he was truly on their side possibly Grace could be that person for him. No, no, no Grace I'm sorry for saying all of that out of nowhere... Miles could instantly tell she seemed less interested in his sudden outburst which he definitely didn't know. I don't know if it was good though. I betrayed my whole family and the majority of my house along with them... I guess I just kind of want someone to talk to. Miles said, rustling as hand through his locky hair in an attempt to make the whole thing go away. But, this wasn't something that could just go away this had become a large part of his life and even if he wanted to there was no way he could make it go away. It's fine I'm actually quite glad you pried. No one else really seemed to care enough since I'm Slytherin... So, just the fact that you're willing to listen to me is enough.
Thread: After The War (Amaranthine + Goodwill)

Well, Grace liked to believe that she was overall a pleasant person. She was generally friendly and kind, the type to go out of her way to show someone that she cared. While she could definitely have a temper on her when she was upset or someone had peeved her, she was generally the type of person that could be trusted to be honest but still caring. I doubt you're the only person feeling that way y'know? The blonde replied. A lot of bonds had been tested throughout the war. People had done bad things, terrible things - she'd seen people betray their families and friends for the sake of safety, give up when it seemed like all was about to fail. She'd watched people she cared for turn their backs on her and others for the sake of their own self-preservation. The worst part? She could barely even blame them. I think... I hope ... That maybe now things can start to get better, she continued. You chose the right side, at least I think so. That's enough to be in my good books. Besides... Maybe things can change now. Maybe not immediately, but everyone got hurt by last year in some way or another. I'd like if maybe that experience can make people realize there should be some change. Let there be good in the world now that the bad has been shaken off.
Thread: Syfy Merc and the Alien Futa (Theris & Sophistry)

James let out a long low sigh as he sat down on a comfy armchair, his gaze directed out the window of his motel room. It had been a long couple of months, but the job was finally paying off. The young man subtly rubbed at his right arm, the same arm that had been blown off a few days ago. A new one had been cloned and reattached of course, but it still to some getting use to. His mercenary troop had been on this contract for the better part of six months now on this alien world. They had been fighting for one of the worlds nations, looking to expand their territory, and now they had, and James had gotten paid. The night was the same as on earth, though if one looked they would be able to tell that they were not the same stars. In either case, for a little while the young merc was able to pretend. James was going to enjoy himself tonight, and maybe indulge for a few days, he certainly had credits to spare now. Slightly less now though, after the call he had placed a few minutes ago. Unlike back on earth, prostitution was legal and welcomed here, and the young man was looking forward to his encounter of the close kind. Others in the troop had already sampled the local fair, and they swore that it was the best time they had ever had, and they said to keep an open mind. James waited, his mind wandering as the clock ticked closer to his allotted time. He was wondering what the other had meant by keeping an open mind. The merc knew that alien physiology was obviously different from his own, but that was nothing new. His mussing continued until the proximity alert on the door sounded, causing the young man to jump a little. Rising from the chair he made his way to the door, and opened it.
Thread: Syfy Merc and the Alien Futa (Theris & Sophistry)

Litilan found themselves rather excited at the prospect of their latest job. There had been a sudden influx of this species approaching the Matron, looking to spend hard earned credits. Litilan had been selected to please a few of them, being one of the more compatible choices. The young Aliens excitement at meeting a new race had not diminished after the first two appointments, humans had much variety with it's males. Litilan had went to their second appointment a few days past but had found their newest companion to not reflect the first. This one had preferred her on top, in command. Given their size the alien had found it a little amusing. It made Litilan wonder if this newest male had yet a third sexual preference. They had chosen this line of work, or rather had stuck with it because Litilan loved to explore other cultures and what better way to get to know them. Since she had failed out of her attempt at a higher education for diplomatic purposes this was a option that offered at least the opportunity of an experience. Their matrons sometimes soured at the young aliens attitude. There had been times where their curious nature and habit of trying to talk more than please had been..unwelcome by a few of Litlan's customers. The first human male had been one of them, had preferred to get right to business. The second hadn't minded but had preferred taking instruction in pleasing her rather than answering questions. In any event her curiosity had yet to be dimmed and while the matron had been at first cold to idea of them taking another human customer the female had been left with few options and Litilan had been sent regardless. When the young alien finally arrived, knocking at the motel room door she was bubbling, her small body giddy and trembling. They were a lithe creature, thin and pale. Even in the dim lights of the hallway the yellow light filtered though the top layer of their skin, taking in yellow hues like a soft blush and casting out into their surroundings like a glow. Delicate petals, dabbled Litilan's exposed collar bone, the edge of their hair line from which translucent strands where pulled back into a complicated arrangement. The Aliens eyes were blinking black pools, a second set smaller and resting where eyebrows would normally be. They was dressed in draping waves of white fabric, held by thin straps and stopping short of her thighs. Their legs poked out of the busy fabric and curved down, feet dressed in simple sandles. The dress obscured their figure. Litilan graced the male with a small smile, taking the young man in intently. Their delicate hands, cupped each other in front of them and they stood perked up with excellent posture. Good evening. Their voice was light, chirping and lilting with accent. A small beeping light under the skin of their neck showed a translator.
Thread: Syfy Merc and the Alien Futa (Theris & Sophistry)

The young man stared down at the lithe creature before him, his eyes wandering over its form. He was a little supprised by its appearance, how its skin drank in the light and seemed to glow with it. During the campaign the soldiers had been kept separate from the aliens for the most part, except when fighting them, and then they had been wearing combat armour. The creature was beautiful to stare at, and James had to shake himself to return to reality. Evening he replied to the creature, holding the door wide to allow the alien access care to come in? he asked. His voice a pleasant medium tone, repeated by the small translator on his wrist. The young man was dressed simply, a black tee shirt and running pants, his feet bar on the carpet. He had well muscled form, nothing obiously spectacular like the weight lifters on earth. But it was all pratical, and his 6' frame accommodateed the muscle well. His dark brown hair was fairly long, and rested on his shoulders. He tied most of it in a top knot, and let the rest fall around his shoulders. His silver white eyes wide as they tracked over her. An accident with a round of ordnance on the night before his first battle, and a poor choice made by the doctor afterwards the culprits. However he kind of liked the look, and he could make just about anyone in the company uncomfortable with his stare.
Thread: Syfy Merc and the Alien Futa (Theris & Sophistry)

Litilan looked up at him enamored by the male before them. Humanity had such a range of appearances and features, and like the alien had suspected this one did not remind them of the other two. When he spoke she found him to have a pleasing timber. Litilan seemed to give a slight bob before stepping though the doorway and into the motel room with a floating natural grace, the fabric of their skirts swishing delicately. The light in the room was warmer and it showed in the way their skin shifted to a more pinkish glow. They only took a moment to peer around the room before turning back to look at their companion for the night. James. The matron had of course given them his name. There was so much to take in, she tended to get lost in details, that at first Litilan hadn't noticed his eyes but when they did the small creature gave a almost chirp like sound before coming close to peer up at his face. They were a quick little thing and now only rested about an inch or two away from his dark covered chest. What a lovely trait. Litilan cooed up at him. Is this natural to your race? I have not seen it before. Their small hand reached up grazing his cheek, the skin was soft like a feathers touch and smooth. Blinking they seemed to realize they might have been rude and took their hand back. You do not have to answer, I have no wish to pry. they very much wanted to pry but were polite enough to respect when others did not welcome it...they usually didn't.
Thread: Syfy Merc and the Alien Futa (Theris & Sophistry)

The young merc turned his head as the alien walked past him, getting a nice view of its backside. He shut the door as the creature passed him before turning around to get a better look at the things ass and back. He was a bit shocked when he turned as the alien had changed color after entering his hotel room. Where in the hall it had had a golden glow about it, now it was pink, a warm radiating pink, and for several seconds he just stared, enthralled. James blinked, and in the next instant the girl was inches from him, the dark pools of her eyes locked on his own. At her words he couldn't help it, and laughed, smiling down at the creature, enjoying the feeling of its hand on his cheek. he was a little disappointed when she took her hand away Its alright... no, they aren't natural. he answered her. I had and accident my first month on the job, and the doctor that fixed me up decided to do repair work rather then replacement he explained with a chuckle. The creatures bubbly personality was refreshing, and the young man couldn't help but smile at the girl.
Thread: Syfy Merc and the Alien Futa (Theris & Sophistry)

Litilan tilted their head listening to the laughter than rang out from the human male, a good sign that he had taken no offense. The young alien would hate to think what the matron would do if they offended yet another customer. Luckily their kind in the service were rare and also delighted potential customers so it was unlikely Litilan would be fired. Oh I see. They mused, before giving James a lovely little smile. An action Litilan had learned from their last two encounters. Coming a breathe closer they reached and gently intertwined his hand with their own. The texture of these males were rough compared to the silken texture of their own flesh but it wasn't unpleasant. In fact the young Alien found it to quite pleasurable. I find myself pleased to meet you James. They chirped softly, You may call me Litilan. Their gaze drifted to a small couch that had been provided before returning to his striking eyes. While others might not the young Alein found themselves rather liking them. Shall we sit? Take the time to explore. Their other hand ran up the side of his arm with a light stroke. I'm still rather new to your species I'm afraid so perhaps a slow pace if you have no mind?
Thread: Syfy Merc and the Alien Futa (Theris & Sophistry)

James found himself getting lost the the aliens glow, her touch breaking him from his revelry. The feeling of its smooth skin was almost electrifying as as he entwined his fingers with hers. It is a pleasure Litilan he said, trying to match the pronunciation of her name. At her next words he smiled and in a quick movement scooped the alien into his arms. He walked over to the couch and settled down on it. He adjusted the girl in his lap so that she was comfortable and grinned at het. Explore at your leisure he said, his hand dropping to the base of his shirt. He tugged off the article, letting her see the scars that crisscrossed his chest, and the muscle beneath.
Thread: Syfy Merc and the Alien Futa (Theris & Sophistry)

The delicate Alien let out a small sound not unlike a songbird when they were suddenly scooped up into the strong arms of her nights company. After a startled moment Litilan relaxed and loosely tied their arms around his neck letting out a soft chirping giggle as James settled them comfortably on the couch. This male wasn't a timid one and extended an invitation with confidence. The shirt discarded Litilan took in the strong muscle of their companion, black eyes drawing over the faint marring that adorned his chest. They knew him and other humans to be soldiers of a sort but the other two had not been so marked by it. You seem to have many stories about you. Litilan mused looking into his face as her soft hand brushed over the formed skin of his chest. Their other joined in and soon the alien creature was tracing every contour, every scaring line with keen intent. Their touch was tickling, soft and feathery, the lights from the window behind sending a larger array of colors across the skin.