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Thread: Married Life (Facade x Albedo)

Zidane walked with a bitter stride towards the back of the group. Ever since they met Eiko she had not left his side and was rambling on about childish things that he was pretty sure he stopped listening to hours ago. He really wanted to speak to Garnet whom was going by the name Dagger now, about their marriage that took place at Conde Petite. He knew she probably had a lot on her mind lately. Finding out about other summoners, and trying to find out a way to deal with her mother, it was a lot to take in. He happened to have found their marriage important to him, but it didn't seem like she felt the same and he wanted to be able to have a talk to her alone about it. Traveling with group that contained a little black mage, a giant gluttonous humanoid and now a little six year old kid that won't leave Zidane alone was making it very difficult. After walking for a day Zidane spots a town not to far in the distance. He turns to everyone who seemed to be dragging his feet behind him. Lets stop over there and see if they have an inn we can stay in for the night. We can make out way to the Lifa tree tomorrow. Zidane points with his thumb extended to a town down the road. The large Lifa tree could be seen from where they were but it was at least another half a day walk to it's base. Zidane gave his group a nod as they walked past him heading in the direction of the village. His eyes met Garnet's as the turned to walk in the same direction. Hopefully tonight he'll be able to talk to her.
Thread: Married Life (Facade x Albedo)

Nodding with the rest of the team, only to pause a second when Zidane caught her glance. She wondered a little what that was about, thinking that perhaps he was getting fed up of Eiko talking his ear off constantly. Her wanting of Zidane's time made Garnet a little lonely, but she didn't mind really in the end. It gave her time to think for herself while she walked, not wanting to burden anyone else with her troubles. It was already a lot for Zidane and the rest of them to accompany on this journey. The trip into the village was certainly a welcome one, being just as exhausted as everyone else was when they finally reached it. It was small and filled with the same type of people that lived in Conde Petite. She didn't speak much either when they reached the inn, giving everyone a small good night before departing to her room. Hopefully they would all understand, if they didn't she'd apologise in the morning. She didn't like being blunt with everyone, but so much was going on and without her Eidolons, she felt all the more empty. Slipping out of her red boots, and taking off her gloves was all she did before settling to rest on top of her bed sheets. Laying there for a few moments to rest her aching limbs from all the traveling.
Thread: Married Life (Facade x Albedo)

When they reached the inn Zidane walked up to the counter where a friendly dwarvish fellow greeted them. He probably wasn't used to seeing the sort of bunch that walked through his door but was generally pleased to help them. Zidane rested his hand on the counter top looked back at his companions and turned to the dwarve. I need a few rooms for the night please. He said taking some gold coins out of his pocket and placing it on the counter. The dwarve took them and inspected the coins, smiled and grabbed some keys from underneath the desk. Let's see, a key for you. He said handing one to Vivi whom waited patiently next to Zidane, his mage's hat just poking up over the counter. The innkeeper handed a key to Quina giving the creature a puzzled look. Next the Innkeeper handed one to Zidane himself. I'll take one for me and Dagg....... He was cut off when Garnet took the key for herself said goodnight and head off upstairs. Zidane looked puzzled, perhaps she wasn't taking this marriage thing as seriously as he wanted her to. The Innkeeper handed the last two keys to Zidane and told him to have a pleasant night. Zidane gave an expression of vexation before he turned to see Eiko staring up at him. You can spend the night in my room Zidane. She said batting her eyelashes. Zidane tossed her her own room key and walked past her heading upstairs to his own room. It seemed as if everyone had already retreated into their own quarters. Zidane shut the door looking the room over. It was small with a bed, a night table with a candle on top that was lit, and a dresser. One window overlooked the street below. Sitting on his bed he took his boots off and wiggled his toes stretching them out. Travelling had definitely taken its toll on this old thieves feets. He gave a bit of a sigh. I have to go talk to Garnet. He said to himself, If I don't tonight I don't know when the next chance will be. getting up from his bed, he walked barefoot to the door of his room, opened it quietly and peeked his head out making sure Eiko wasn't around. He walked to the door of a room and slowly opened the doorknob opening the door and peaked in. Hey Gar..... He trailed off seeing Vivi putting his hat back on. Something that should never be seen. Oh hey Zidane. Zidane's eyes were wide with shock. Oh I was looking for Dagger. Zidane said. Oh I think her rooms at the end of the hall. Vivi said tilting his head in curiosity. What's wrong? Nothing goodnight Vivi. He said before quietly shutting the door. Zidane turned and saw the room at the end of the hall light peering through the bottom. Hopefully that's hers. He said making his way to it. He slowly turned the door knob but the knob wouldn't budge. Garnet... He said quietly.
Thread: Married Life (Facade x Albedo)

Garnet had started to doze off without meaning to, the candle on her beside table still shining bright as she slept on her side facing away from the light. She was still snoozing a little as he opened the door, laying still and peaceful. However when Zidane called her name, she gave a quick start, jumping up from the bed and looking completely panicked. No! Realising she was back in the room of the inn and saw Zidane in the door way, she blushed angrily. Zidane! You scared the life out of me! Her voice was a little hushed as he snapped at him, not impressed by his antics of trying to scare her like that.
Thread: Married Life (Facade x Albedo)

Zidane takes a step back startled and quickly walks into the room and closes the door behind him. I'm sorry Dagger it was not my intention to frighten you. He says quietly to her approaching her bed. I just thought, it's been a while since we talked, and you have been quiet lately. Zidane scratches the back of his head looking around the room before focusing his eyes on Garnet again. I wanted to talk to you about our marriage. Zidane steps up to her bed and sits down on the mattress. I know a lot of stuff has happened since then plus our new companion whom has been quit the handful, so it's been hard for us to have some quiet time together, but now that we can shouldn't we spend this time together? Zidane asks taking the marriage more seriously then Garnet probably anticipated.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Zorya was hoping for a place to rest for the night. Unfortunately, not even the deepest levels of her pockets possessed anything resembling money. Not even lint. She'd made it this far by haggling, pick-pocketing, and gingerly stealing a meal from a man or two. Nights were easier to find men were eager to let a woman lay in bed with him. It wasn't as if her entire life had been spent at the hands of men at least now she got to chose who she bed. So while she lounged in the inn's dinning area, she scanned the crowd, looking for an attractive man to bunk up for the night. Lucky for her, she had an ability to spot the most evil of the bunch and steered clear of those. Every man had a corrupt soul, but there was always a lesser evil. With the latter, she was mostly safe. Mostly. With long legs draped across two seats, she leaned her perfect form against the back of her seat, creating an alluring view of her pronounced chest and flat, toned stomach. With beautiful, almond shaped eyes, she watched the men bustle about from under thick lashes.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Allen walked slowly into the small inn running his hand though his short hair as he moved to the bartender. He held a small smile on his lips, to those who knew deep pain could see just how forced it was not quite reaching his eyes as he spoke softly paying the man for a mug of ale, a room, and a bath tonight. Sweat beated across his forehead though he did not seem to be even mildly winded as if hs had recieved healing from some priest. He felt the tug of his power on everyone in the room, he was aware of the men as well as the women in the room though he did nothing intentionally his power drew from everyone in the room. He was always taking small amounts of stength, stamina, and sadness. He thought it was only right as he could not turn it off, he felt less tired, stronger, more depressed. Though the men drunk some extra, were less rowdy with the added fatigue, and most seemed in a better mood. Though he felt a familiar tug as his eyes fell to the women he drew some ability of before stopping it always having to prevent himself from sharing another person's ability when nearby. He slid to a corner table quietly trying to find comfort from the bard playing music while he drank slowly. Today had been a hard day, and he knew he would have to take a better job tomorrow if he was to keep food in his stomach.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Zor watched a handsome man walk into the bar and thought for a minute he should be her target. But another man stepped in her line of vision, flashing her a toothy grin. She gave him one back and the man settled next to her, beginning to flirt charmingly. Finding him attractive, though not near as attractive as the man who had just walked in, she flirted back. When his hand touched her thigh, she knew testing his eyes was what she needed to do next. Once the touching began, it was fair game-- to men, anyway. She had to see what kind of man he was before she allowed this. Their eyes locked. She in drew a deep breath, seeing ghastly things. Not for the first time. Knowing all too well what kind of a man he was, she pulled away and said, I think you better be going. The man frowned, clearly not happy with that answer. Wha? You'll flirt with me, but that's it? I can make you scream all night. His hand hadn't moved, even though she'd tried to pull away. His hand inched closer to her shorts, fingers heavy on her skin. I bet you taste good. Her eyes narrowed at the blatant paces. I said no. It had taken her many years to develop the word into her vocabulary and now that it was there, it was staying. She stood to leave, but he grabbed her with a hold much too strong. The the fuck go of me, she said with eyes of ice. Not 'til you agree to let me ride you all night, the man said with a drunken sneer. Oh, gross. She tried to yank her hand away, but his grip tightened.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Allen looked over when she said no, and then slid his eyes to the innkeeper watching as the man stangely averted his gaze which was odd enough. Then he glanced over to the man who was supposed to stop such things, and found the man leering as if he might get to see more. Allen felt a flash of anger which he let burn into nothingness before he stood with a large slam on his table which drew a few eyes except the man grabbing the women. Whatever power she had it would not help her here he assumed. He focused his power on the one man drawing the physical strength, and senses from the man as he walked over to the table not looking at the women. Excuse me mi'lord. I believe this charming lady said she was not interested. Allen was guessing the man some kind of lord or someone dangerous or he would not so openly lay hands on someone in a busy inn. He knew he was drawing eyes which he did not like. He preferred to work till he could move onto the next town always searching for adventure, and answers the two things that seemed to consume his world. He was ready to put the man on the floor if he lashed out, but he was hoping for a peaceful end to this something he doubted had any hope here.
Thread: Stripped Bared

The man sneered at the newcomer with a drunken slur. He pointed a finger, releasing Zorya in the process. You mind your own fucking business, prude. Zorya sent a glare of daggers at the man. There is no business. That's what he was saying. Her eyes were piercing as they drilled into the drunken man. He glowered and smacked her hard, across the face. Shut up, whore. No one asked for your opinion. It had taken years, but Zorya did not fall from the slap. Instead, she had taken it better than most men would and when her gaze returned to her attacker, her eyes filled with much more than malice. A red hand print was evident on the side of her face, though the darkened skin made it difficult to see. She spit out blood. You hit like my mother, she said with bloodied teeth. The man saw red and charged her with a growl of fury.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Allen saw this going worse, and worse as anger seared him deep as he stared at the slap as if in part disbelief. Then he moved with a quickness no regular man could match to move in the man's way making the man choose to either try to run Allen over or fight him to get to the women. Garret let his power borrow the strength of all those in the room, as he readied for the man's charge. Allen never used weapons, and could best most with his bare hands who were fully aware. This man who seemed to have abandoned all sense would be little challenge Allen thought, and as the man drew close enough three quick blows struck at the man aiming for his throat, chest, then the side of the man's head. It would not be strong enough to kill the man, but if the man could not avoid the three attacks he would wake up in the street in pain.
Thread: Stripped Bared

The man was not a fighter he fell back from Allen's attacks and didn't get back up. A pool of blood formed around his head, but no one rushed to help the man. Zor stared at the fallen body with raised brows, before looking to the man who had stood up to her. Impressed, as this was the first man to defend her, she offered him a coy smile. The innkeeper shot a glance to the group and rolled his eyes. Get that body out of here before it intrudes on my business. He pointed a meaty finger at Zorya and Allen. You two, if you're getting a room, pay now or leave. Zorya crossed her arms under her breasts, leg thrust out in a stubborn stance. A group of men were beginning to haul the body away, no doubt friends of his. Zor let out a heavy breath and inclined her head to Allen. Thank you for steppin' in. She pressed her arms closer to herself, knowing she'd lost her chance to bunk with someone for the night. Enjoy your stay, I gotta go. She jerked a thumb toward the innkeeper. Ya heard the man. But again, thank you. And she meant that, from the bottom of her heart.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Allen had already paid for his room his eyes fell to the innkeeper a warning look knowing the tavern tuff here had little hope of besting Allen, It is fine love, careful when around men such as that. Allen slid his hand along the women's cheek in a kind gesture. It was not an advance as if it was something he did to most he met, but it did cause him to look into her eyes the odd power he had pulled from her as his eyes widened just a hair in shock. Sorry to keep you up, farewell. Allen moved over to finish his drink. He knew it was rude not to offer his name, but he had forgotten as he was still trying to understand what he saw. Allen knew it was not really likely he would kick anyone out spending money, he would not want the inn up the road getting any business he could have. Allen sighed as he could not believe any inn would allow such things. He would have to spend the extra money at the other inn tomorrow. He was only staying here as the innkeeper was unlikely to give back what was already paid. Allen hated using the power of others it left him feeling odd as his mind tried to puzzle out how, and what just happened.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Zorya hadn't expected Allen to lock eyes with her, nor was she prepared for the insight she was allowed to glimpse. She couldn't see the life he had led, but she saw the kind of man it had created. He was strong, determined, but surrounded in a ray of love and kindness. In all her twenty three years of soul-gazing, she had never come across such a soul. Her heart palpitated in her chest, uncontrollably. What she didn't know is what he saw. He didn't see her life, either, but rather the torment that she had endured. Pain had slashed into her soul on a daily, hourly, basis she could not escape. For years, she was trapped, caged, and used only for the pleasure of men, though there was the occasional woman. All manner of foul beasts, these people were and they had nearly destroyed a beautiful soul. But what Allen saw was her soul reawakening and the fire burning bright-- it was her fuel for life and her drive to endure. Curious about what she had seen, Zorya saddled up to the man and said, I don't mean to be a bother... she was distracted by his dazzling chin and sculpted features, finding herself very aroused by this man. ...but I don't have a place to stay for the night. She swallowed hard most men would take the offer she was about to lay out, but after glimpsing his soul, she wondered if he might be insulted. I can give you services in return. Her lashes fluttered in a flirtatious manner and she gaze an incline of her chest, allowing him a full gaze of her swollen breasts.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Allen seemed startled when she spoke, but looked calmly her power used up so he did not fear it happening again. I require no payment, but you will have to ignore the fact that I had a tub brought up so I could bathe. His eyes took her in as if weighing her, Interesting what you can see in the eyes of others is it not? He watched her fora moment before finishing his cup of ale it helped keep his thoughts from fluttering about, but Allen had no love for the drink. He could understand what he saw, and was a little curious to know what she saw in him. Though, he would never ask more so for fear of what she did he had some marks in his own past he knew. Allen then gave a silent oath to himself realising he had not introduced himself. Allen did not seem to know they had moved past names with her rather forward offer, My name is Allen Zehyr pleased to meet you...? He spoke toward the end as if he was going to use her name, but found he had not been given it. He would be most interested to know more of her, and would ask her later to find out if she was even willing to speak openly with him. Allen would never take that as a payment for anything. He would not fight it if they became close it would not have been the first time for him. His travels had run him in saving a few women who desired to 'thank' him. However he never asked, and always tried to dissuade them as he was a traveler he did not stay anywhere. Not all were put off by such things he had found.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Zorya, she said with a smile curling at the edges of her lips, but you can call me Zor. She folded her arms as she leaned onto the table, wondering what he had meant about seeing things in people's eyes. She could see a lot, sure, but everyone else? They never saw anything. Only she was granted the gift to peek into their soul. Zorya studied the man, who was rippled in impressive muscles that were lean and structure. She liked the build of him he was slightly taller than her, but not enough to be imposing. She liked that. Giving him a flash of more chest, she asked, Are you just passing through town?
Thread: Stripped Bared

Allen studied her for a moment as if thinking of how much to say, but decided to say as he always did. Allen then glanced about rethinking on what to saw as he put his hand out for her to take. He knew going upstairs any other way would end with the bartender stopping her with getting a room. He moved passed the man without a word letting the man think what he would. He guessed everyone figured she was looking to sell her body with the way she seemed to try to make him look toward her breasts. He enjoyed the view she offered, but never actually leered which she was probably used to by now. When he brought her to the average sized room a large copper tub filled with water that did not much look warm. He guessed you got what you paid for, and would make due. Then he turned to her, I do not like to draw attention, I am an outsider in this town. I will move on when the work I do here pays for me to reach the next town. He sat on one of the two stools in the room as if to continue the conversation here.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Zorya was happy to be away from the crowd in the inn. Too many eyes lingering, wondering what they were up to. It was better this way. And she, for once, was glad to be alone with a man. Realizing he didn't want to talk about the business he had here, she figured it was better not to press. instead, she gestured to the cold water. Do you want that heated? I can get it to a good temperature. She'd learned some magic in her days as a slave, though they were meant for comfort for others she'd secretly strengthened her skills and become somewhat of a practiced mage. Though even that was too much credit on her abilities. She had noticed he hadn't ogled her yet, in any form, which she found rather strange. Everyone in the inn had been staring, including a few women. Why hadn't he? The good soul thing?
Thread: Stripped Bared

Allen looked at her for a moment then decided to see what she was like off balanced interested in her. I guess someone with such a strange ability would have some tricks up her sleeve eh? He moved to his feet assuming she was not as abashed as most. I would appreciate a warm bath, if it is not to much trouble. He moved over to the bed slipping his two shirts off exposing his bare chest. Though for the time he left his pants on he seemed to wait to see what she had to say. The only place he really wanted to stay long enough had many odd customes so nudity had become of small notice to him. He had even gotten over those that gawked at the long scars across his back from a barbed whip when he was just fourteen. He pulled a simple solid tan shirt from his bag, as well as a change of trousers.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Zorya crouched in front of the bath, touching it with the palms of her hands. She let heat seep from them, causing the water to warm. What do you mean? She hadn't done anything in the inn to give notice of any abilities. She tended to keep her talents on the down-low, but she couldn't resist the idea of seeing this man climb into a steaming bath... She didn't draw her hands away until steam was profusely purling from the water like rolls of waves. She stepped back, watching the man undress. She hoped he wasn't the prudish type, asking her to step out while he bathed. Her eyes lowered, but she watched him from under long, curled lashes. She draped her lithe figure across the bed as his clothes were removed. Watching his muscles shift and move, she felt something trickle between her legs.
Thread: Stripped Bared

Allen noticed her look, but did not seem to mind as he undid his trousers pulling his small cloths with them as he turned to move to the bath. He was a large man despite only being a little hard. He looked over to her for a moment before talking slowly as if being careful, I have the ability to use other peoples energy. Such as the ability to see into the depths of not who, but what a person is. He finished up, before lowering himself into the tub. His collar showed two markes one on either side that looked similar to bite marks a week healed. The water was more than welcome as he let out a sigh. The tension in his muscles he had been ignoring seemed to wisp away as he started to just let the water soak for the time being. Feel free to not answer my questions, just seeing something like that kind of makes me want to get to know them. He wondered if she was the same, or if she hated her power. He could see not liking it not wanting to imagine what she saw in some people.