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Thread: True Strength (Cold Chaos X Darkest Fate)

How could he so easily deflect her father's swings? Years of training had embedded Miles' strength upon Isolde she knew her father to be a bear of a man even now. yet this fighter ducked within, moving smoothly. Perhaps if her father had been wearing better armor, or perhaps if he'd opted to use another weapon besides that stupid claymore of his. Isolde knew that her own gear the reach, the armor, would likely put her at least at a more equal footing than this. Blood splattered. Miles grunted, but seemed determined not to go down. Isolde was having none of it. Her spear lashed out, deflecting the last blow. He yields! she announced as her father slumped. Her eyes flashed, and she tossed aside her spear, instead falling her knees before the man. Tears already stung in her eyes, but Isolde knew there was only one recourse in a duel such as this. And I beg of you, noble Eastern warrior, do not take his life! I have interfered on a battle of honor, let me take the burden of defeat, she lowered her head further still, baring her neck. Isolde grit her teeth, already realizing the consequences, cursing her father. but there was no other choice, none to keep honor and life. Take my life in place of his, she insisted, looking up at the warrior. I, Isolde of the Steel, take my father's punishment- she could hear her father groaning protest, and she simply spoke louder By rite of blood I take his punishment in his place! her eyes flashed. She would have this she needed to save her father. The others would understand. Plus, as soon as she gave her life, she could admit to yielding. He had mentioned accepting surrender...
Thread: True Strength (Cold Chaos X Darkest Fate)

Yusuke was taken aback, shocked by the selfless nature of Isolde's offer. Her action stirred something in the samurai. She was glowing in his eyes, as a stern expression looked over the scene around him. Blood dripped from his sword, as he clutched it even tighter. He could see the tears dripping from her cheeks. Did Yusuke have the right to end the life of such a beautiful young maiden. Swallowing hard, Yusuke stepped closer to the woman, sword at the ready. Very well...for daring to interfere in a gentleman's duel, I claim your life for myself. We leave for my homeland first thing in the morning. You will live in my manor, and tend to my needs. It was an odd declaration, Yusuke made sure to let the others understand his words. He meant what he said, he would take Isolde away in a less violent manner. Reaching into his coat, the warrior grabbed a white handkerchief to clean his blade. Discarding the bloodied cloth, he locked eyes with Miles. We can not test strength when an interference takes place. This fight ends in a draw, I do apologize. It was a well fought match, and I commend your skill. Yusuke did his best to preserve the knight's honor, if only to appease his new lady. He knelled down to meet with Isolde. I will not leave empty handed. Try to run away, and I will claim your father's honor. His tone had a small ounce of venom in it. While he was being merciful to her father, he would not tolerate any negligible behavior from Isolde. His hand gently grasped at her chin, nudging her onto her feet. Pack your things, let your loved ones know, and I will be ready to pick you up at dawn. Up, we must tend to your father's wounds.
Thread: True Strength (Cold Chaos X Darkest Fate)

What... what was happening? Isolde stared at the Eastern warrior, disbelief twisting her beautiful features. He... he claimed her life. That made sense. But the latter bit... he spoke as if he took her for a servant. no, not as if she were to be his servant, but his slave. Isolde heard her father cry out, likely realizing what the man intended more than his daughter. There was something partway between a protest and a moan leaving the grizzled warrior now. Isolde remained still, almost frozen. Her blue eyes seemed almost frozen in place, and with her white-blonde hair she seemed almost as if sculpted from ice. She could see the warrior cleansing his weapon, heard him proclaiming the match a draw. There was even a concession for skill. Was this... why was Isolde alive to hear all this? Shouldn't he have ended her? His face hovered near hers. Isolde turned to look, meeting his gaze. Orders came, orders backed with just enough malice. Isolde felt slight tears building at the edge of her vision. She blinked, defiantly working them away, anger filling her. This strange warrior helped her to her feet, all but insisted upon it. The armor-clad female tottered for a moment, but remained standing. Soon she took on a military stiffness, though her gaze remained locked ahead. I will do as you ask, for the honor of my family, she said, still stiff. Isolde bowed her head slightly, then stiffly turned. Her father moaned, and Isolde paused next to him, closing her eyes. With more tears starting to fall, she knelt next to him, dutifully working to apply some first aid. Her hands turned red immediately, but she couldn't help but feel that the worse wound had been struck upon her.
Thread: True Strength (Cold Chaos X Darkest Fate)

Yusuke didn't want to frighten the girl, but he felt like his threat was clear. If she ran from this deal, he would kill her father. Her words indicated she knew her position, which was enough to satiate the older warrior. There was a fishing town not too far from here. Yusuke's plan was to fight Miles, then return home with his pride. To rip Isolde away from home, right here, right now, would be too cruel for the grieving lady. He was being considerate of her feelings, by letting her tend to her father. You will leave your weapons and armor here. They are not necessary for the work I have for you...and I simply do not trust you with them. If you think about bringing a hidden weapon, there will be severe consequences. If you do not wish to ask anything else of me, I shall leave you to mentally and physically prepare. She was a capable fighter, Yusuke knew this. Being too lax could cost the samurai his life. Isolde could have any reason to kill him. Revenge for her father's injuries, an attempt to escape her fate as a slave, or because she just didn't like Yusuke. Turning his back on father and daughter, Yusuke prepared to pack his things for the trip back home. His long black hair blew in the warm breeze.
Thread: True Strength (Cold Chaos X Darkest Fate)

The cowardly temptation to strike at the man's retreating back roared up within Isolde. It would be so simple. Just pick up her spear and lunge forward. he may see it coming, may deflect the incoming blow if his battle sense was any good. They might have engaged in combat she may have won and lost her honor but gained her life. Or she may have lost life and limb to the warrior. It didn't matter Isolde couldn't betray the honor. Something within her kept her kneeling there, even as she heard his orders. no more armor. No more weapons. Likely this strange man would have some, but any he would possess he would know to use more than she. Isolde swallowed down more frustration. Perhaps she needed only to wait. Time often sided with the patient, and she had learned patience in her life as a warrior. So she left him to leave. She watched him walk away. She turned and helped her father back into the house. The aged knight would need rest, and Isolde prepared as much as she could. The wife would return from her own duties. She would be aghast, would protest, would insist upon taking Isolde's place or fighting the man or damning their honor. None of these were options Isolde was willing to take, not even as her mother reminded her of Isolde's own love, of the life and what she was giving up. It was a cold, early morning when Isolde set out. Dawn had not yet gathered. The lean warrior wore the simple garb she'd worn for training a pair of light leather pants with a light blue tunic tied over the top. It did little to enhance from the rugged beauty, or to display the womanly shape underneath. She only needed a few packs a few clothes, mementos and the like. Isolde was not entirely sure where the warrior would be. He'd likely expect her at her house at dawn. She would meet him on the road. For her mother would likely have planned something, or the others who knew. Isolde knew that this had to be done this way, and so, she waited.
Thread: True Strength (Cold Chaos X Darkest Fate)

Stepping past the sleeping village under the hill, Yusuke trudged past the morning dew. He was lucky to buy a cabin for a trading shop the other day. Ysuke cold spot Isolde walking towards him along the path from home. Just as he commanded, she only wore simple traveling clothes and her spear was nowhere in sight. Still, Yusuke couldn't help but feel a defiant fire behind those innocent eyes. It would take more then a little coercion to bend this warrior to his will. Reaching Isolde, Yusuke darted his eyes all across her body. Any bumps or odd folds would tip him off of any hidden weapons. At the moment, nothing seemed suspicious. There wasn't much to say, Yusuke could only guess how Isolde must be feeling. She had her chance to say goodbye, and now it was time to leave her old life behind. The boat is further down the road. He stated, point behind him in the direction Isolde was facing. We'll reach my home land by midnight. It's going to be a long trip. Yusuke had never owned a slave before. The occupation was perfectly legal, but slaves were namely owned by royalty and nobles. Not only that, Isolde was a foreigner. The others would no doubt fancy a woman like her. Yusuke didn't want to think about selling her services to others...at least not until they were home. Keeping his stern demeanor, he led Isolde to the boat they'd be traveling in.
Thread: The Devil's in the Details | Lewd Misconduct x Death by Orgasm

Yoona watched Seung Hee idly scroll through Tumblr, her eyes drawing back to Mr.Turner just in time to meet his gaze. Her lips immediately widened into a smile as she sat up a little straighter in her seat. He looked more alert now, but the moment didnt last long when he looked down a second later. It didnt matter though, he finally looked at her, really looked at her. Yoona slapped her friends shoulder. He looked this way. Seung Hees brow rose in question. Mr. Turner looked this way. He finally noticed me. Well it was just a second and then he looked down, but he didnt look how he usually does. He looked kind of...surprised? I dont know. I guess the outfit did work. The words came out fast and breathless, her heart now pounding in the aftermath. The suddenness kind of freaked her out, but it made the next twenty minutes in class a challenge, especially when she discovered he would continuosly glance her way. He really is checking you out. I dont know whether to be proud of you or a little worried. Yoona leaned into the table and looked up at the ceiling, her mood fading a bit. Maybe I should be worried. Maybe what Im wearing is too much? It just occurred to her that he might be staring at her because she was in deep trouble. Dont worry about Im sure hes just surprised. Its not like you dressed this way or had the boobs you did last year. Its kinda a big change. Yoona rolled her eyes, but her friend wasnt wrong. With the bell signalling the end of class, she supposed shed get her answer. They went back to their desk and gathered their things to leave when the papers on Mr.Turners desk fell to the floor. Yoona figured there was a breeze from the door opening and she rushed to help pick up the papers. You dont have to wait up, Ill meet you at lunch. Seung Hee noddles with grin on her face as she walked towards the door. Dont worry about it Mr.Turner. She bent at the waist, giving Mr.Turner an unexpected show as her skirt rode up and exposed her ass and thong. For some reason, she found that she didnt mind if he have an eye full, suddenly bold now that there was no one but him to witness it. She knelt down on the floor, her ass in the air as she reached for the rest of the papers and gathered them up. Her mind was running a mile a minute as she wondered what to do next. Yoona turned to face Mr.Turner while still kneeling and looked at him with curious eyes. Mr.Turner.did I do something wrong? She cleared her throat. You kept...well you kept staring at me during class.
Thread: Happy Fourth of July

Please be safe today.
Thread: Happy Fourth of July

Happy Birthday America! 241 years young. I'll echo what Nich said and encourage that everyone remain safe. Please please please don't drink and drive. Apply generous sunscreen, and be safe with everything else!!!
Thread: Happy Fourth of July

Happy Fourth of July! Time to bring out the American lingerie!
Thread: Happy Fourth of July

Happy freedom day! What great southern neighbours you are
Thread: Happy Fourth of July

BennyQ said Happy freedom day! What great southern neighbours you are Click to expand... Thanks for all the neighborly love and affection our kind moose brethren show us from up north. Keep it real! lollll
Thread: Happy Fourth of July

Have a great day Andi!
Thread: Gramercy Plaza

Gramercy Plaza Set in the heart of the newly revitalized downtown, Gramercy Plaza is anchored by an 80 unit condominium that serves to provide patronage to the businesses that Gramercy Plaza offers. A jewel of urban renewal the condos offer a section of rent controlled, low income units with the goal of providing housing for some of the original neighborhood residents who decided to stay. From there prices go up, significantly up, and Gramercy attracts professionals, artists, the Boho set and a wide variety of other residents. A series of meeting and exhibition rooms at the back of the ground floor are available for community use and rental by groups outside of Gramercy. Gramercy Plaza - You Deserve It Post Header Please use this simple header with each post for sake of clarity. Location Tag Code Code bLocationb bTagb Characters Faith Noel - AnnaBeth Sarah Barkleys - Sharub Arthur Connington - Sigr Chelsea Barrett Cassie Gutierrez - megyn Jasmine Calliwell - Whispered Secret Bryn Galenus - BennyQ Chloe Williams - Letrixia Dylan Murphy - Blackthorne Saoirse Quinn - Kosmik Khaos Charlie Winchester Lucy Martin - AndNich123 Locations Bistro 121 Bar Restaurant in the Lobby of the Gramercy. Mac the Bartender The Split Bean Coffee House in the Lobby of the Gramercy. Gramercy Creamery Cones in the plaza.
Thread: Gramercy Plaza

Location The Gramercy Plaza Condominium Bar. Tag No one yet. Irina's hands leaned on Michael's muscular chest in search for something to lean her feeble feverish form on, weakened by her own poisoned lipstick when she had bitten into her own lower lip. The plan had backfired, and how, as she couldn't expect that the ambassador she was supposed to kill was the same man that she met the night before. She was trained to leave her personal desires away, locked in a box, buried under the ice in the far and cold tundra of her homeland. But his sky blue eyes showed that he cared, his warm wide smile accepted her, his worried voice enveloped her body before even she started to collapse on the firmness of his arms. Michael- she pleaded, if she was going to die she wanted his name to be the last thing it grazed her lips. Through hazy eyes she watched him retrieve a small glass flask from his jacket, drinking the clear liquid without swallowing and leaning, closer and closer. It turned out that the last thing that would caress Irina's blood red lips, at least in her life as a loyal Russian spy, would be the tender lips of the American ambassador. Hrmmm- Arthur groaned, retiring his hands from the laptop keyboard, drumming them restless on the table he was sitting at. He would normally avoid working in a public space, but since his daughter had gone away to college, being at his apartment felt painfully lonely, sometimes even resorting to let the television on just to have a human voice as background noise. Scratching his beard with one hand, picked up the coffee cup with the other, sighing. It seemed that the moment of most activity of that place would be during the nights, but at least there was enough noise to keep Arthur distracted from himself. Perhaps he should go, after all he had shopping to do, although there was no hurry and he had the whole day ahead of him. Doubting if he should pick her steel gray jacket and monochrome camouflage scarf from the nearby chair, he ended up being lazy and deciding he could stay a little bit more. Shopping for one was going to be terribly boring after all. Wondering how he should continue the scene, if it was proper to have Irina naked on the ambassador's bed with the pretext of a doctor visit or not, Arthur just sat pensive, looking at his surroundings until an idea popped on his mind.
Thread: Gramercy Plaza

Cassie Gutierrez Location The Gramercy Plaza Condominium Bar. Tag Arthur Connington Chelsea, who always had to remind herself to think of herself as 'Cassie', was one of the only servers who did not get cut after the breakfast rush died down. Most of the other servers had classes to go to, children to deal with, or just could not afford to stand around for the 2.50 waitress minimum wage in this city, plus almost no tips with very few customers. But for 'Cassie' it was perfect. She was not busy so she got the time to actually meet people, as well as observe them. Not to mention learn more of the job, though she had been working as a waitress for several months now. The assistant manager had once asked how she could afford to work all the crappy shifts, but everyone was thankful she could. Not that she didn't have some regulars, too but none of them were here at the moment. 'Regulars', she smiled to herself thinking. People who were there to see her primarily, and not because they wanted her to buy them something or ask her opinion on some fashion issue or ask for a loan. They didn't just like her because of her last name and who her parents were. It felt sort of nice. Noticing her one table looked ready for a refill, she approached, of course wearing her daytime uniform , which was not as elaborate or flashy as the night time one. He seemed to be working on something that was almost certainly not a spread sheet since all she ever saw was a spreadsheet every time she came up. She smirked and shook her head, it wasn't like she really wanted to see. Or, maybe she did now that she knew he didn't want her to see. She bent slightly to put her face closer Looks like maybe you are ready for some more coffee, you want a new cup or refill you? I am Cassie, I am going to be taking over your table, but don't feel rushed of course She gave a broad smile and then went to either get a new cup or the pot to pour the refil, when she returned she provided it to him I will be around most of the morning unless my boss gets tired of me, so if you need anything just wave. I will try not to interrupt your work too much Her eyes flashed with interest at what he might be doing, but she was too polite to ask it seemed. Had she known, she definitely would have been even more curious ,especially if Irina was naked.
Thread: Gramercy Plaza

Location Out of Map's boundaries Tag The God of Travelers She waved at her parents that, held in an almost heartwarming hug saluted their daughter that moved from the safety of the countryside to the damned perils that lies in the big city, something which they have spoken to almost with revered fear neither as the Priest preached during the mass, and, even to their judgement, neither the Devil himself would be so harmful and debauched as THE CITY . To Sarah, still, it was nothing but a different place, a different town, a different way to make her own life outside the garden-like village she grew into... The city... murmured her while looking outside the big window of the train. Freshly accepted for a job, she decided to try going all in and try to get everything Job, home, life, cigarettes.... or nothing... and return to the home nest to mom hen and ask for forgiviness for having succumbed to the temptations of the gray, loud, polluted and debauched city, thing that at the sole thought, made her shiver. It all seemed unreal for her Am i really doing this?, she that have never left the placid village if not for few hours, now venturing all alone to that place that for all of her life has been told and taught to fear and avoid with any means... still, she have been told that no matter what, in the city, you will find. So, holding tightly to that voice, she tried to relax and enjoyed the scenery that ran outside the windowscreen, with soft hills becoming flatter and flatter, with ranches quickly subduing to vast factories and gray chimneys and, the more she approached the big city, concrete become replaced with glass that shone under the sun like polished crystal marbles and flocks of citizens crowded every inch of every meter of busy walkways. She felt like the usual, overstereotyped country-guy-who-sees-the-city-for-the-first-time, still, it was impossible for her to behave differently. As the train stopped, she exited from the station barely following the universal signs of exit, until, like in a dream, the sun appeared again over her head. Her hairs shone of a reddish hue, seemingly more similar to uncovered copper-electric wires while with a pale hand she covered her glass-covered brown eyes, as she looked at the shadows of the tall buildings that sorrounded the square. Searching for her pockets, Sarah felt the crushing sound of a paper sheet, extracting it with a curiousity-filled pout, she remembered an address she saw while online putting that little paper in her thig-pocket of her jeans, she lit a cigarette and took a few puffs before randomly choosing a direction to reach the address written on the paper Jasmine Calliwell, Gramercy Plaza Apts.
Thread: Gramercy Plaza

Location Gramercy Plaza sorroundings Tag None Sarah slowly walked around the roads that still smelled of fresh concrete and fresh paint, screaming to whoever passes by how fresh, cool and new that re-upgraded place is. With her cigarette held tightly in her thin lips, the wannabe citywoman strolled around, smelling the freshly toasted coffee as it seemed the last trend among metropolitan cities, and, casting her eyes on a nicely-drawn map of the area, she spotted something that would be her target Gramercy Plaza Apartments. After few instants of memorizing the path, the thin girl walked quickly over the walkways, passing beneath nicely trimmed trees and skipping flocks of students and workers in suits and ties. Finally, the buildings on the sides of the road opened and like a curtain that moves aside, Gramercy Plaza appeared on the stage, with its shiny new building and new all, the square appeared worth of a postcard, the place that is usualy imagined of new-style cities, the ones that abandons the gray dullness of concrete and steel and favours a fresh, vibrant approach to life, the sort of place that makes you want to enjoy your life even in the darkest of days. Almost dropping her cigarette from her lips, Sarah almost trotted across the square, bringing with her her heavy trolley that on several occasions almost cut off the legs of pedestrians unaware enough of her brisk passage. At the feets of the building, she felt smaller than she should be and, with an hint of excitement rising in her chest, she searched for the buzzer as she mumbled Mhh...Jasmine...Jasmine... Jasmine... ah, there she is. Jasmine Calliwell and, with a barely inted brush of her hairs, she pressed the buzzer, waiting for an answer...