Fantasy Howl's Flying Castle (Finished! ---Whoo! (*＾▽＾)／)

[Urazek]

Aodh handed off the bookcase he picked up to one of the body guards. His arms were already tired. The time spent as just a simple house slave really hadn't been good for his strength, he would have to work on that.

"I would love to join you. I will first tell my mother, that we will be taking the books with us, incase she thinks they have been stolen." Aodh went downstairs and spoke with his mother, telling her that he had been offered lodging with Kenren in town. When Kenren mentioned Lydia, all he could think about was how she could just casually cast that big of a fire ball. A shiver went down his spine just thinking about what it would be like to be on the receiving end of such a thing. "Ah, yes, I remember Lydia, she seemed quite nice . . . until she wasn't. But I trust that as long as I am not the enemy I should be relatively safe. So where is it exactly we are staying? I hope it's outside, I just love sleeping under a mound of snow, keeps me quite cozy."

Aodh left the house, letting Kenren lead them to the outskirts of Winslow, to a farm that housed what appeared to be half am army of wolves. Aodh wasn't too fond of seeing wolves again so soon, but he knew they could be trusted, or else Kenren wouldn't have brought him here.'Unless he plans on killing you and taking your research . . . nah, he wouldn't, especially after giving Mama all the riches,' Aodh thought. He could be very paranoid sometimes, but he never let his paranoid thought rule his better judgement. Walking up to the farm, he could see Echo and Lydia, along with the two others that had showed up back at Scree. He waved to the group.

 

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In all honesty, Lydia was excited about the prospect of camping out again, even if Johnny and Echo couldn't be there all the time, it was still going to be a lot of fun. When James started teasing Johnny, Lydia's cheeks puffed up and started to turn red slightly because once again she was holding her breath, only this time it was because she was trying not to laugh too and that much could be seen by the gleam in her green eyes as they squinted merrily.

After Johnny punched James and he was shamed into apologizing, Lydia hid her face in her scarf. It wasn't the best of timing and it was funny to see James in these instances since he was mostly serious the rest of the time. Then she supposed that intellectuals did have their moments, she was a beast when it came to studying and working out problems, but most other things she fumbled.

Outside of preparing for camping, Lydia wanted to get a hot bath and a change of clothes before camping and maybe get some snacks along with the trying the Butterbeer that James had mentioned earlier.

Zer0 Katsuya

 

[Zer0]

- Johnny Caprice -
" Lotar Sheep Farm, Winslow "​

The archeologist would see that a giant ram was bleating at Echo happily. It was the mount the young man with sheep horns and a colorful outfit was riding before he was tackled to the ground by the fawn earlier. The other fellow, a tall coltish one with a broad back and dark hair was recognizable as one of Howl Pendragon's children, James.

He noticed Aodh, Kenren, and his body guards, and after saying something to Lydia strode across the snowy road to greet them.

"Good afternoon, your highness." he bowed at Kenren who inclined his head stately.

"Greetings, James, it's good to see that Echo and Lydia are back safe and sound." He then gestured to the archeologist. "Allow me to introduce our new comrade, Aodh Ó Murchadha. He is in an archeologist who specializes in draconian lore. He's our new researcher and will be working with you, Lydia, and Renee. Aodh, this is James Pendragon a student conjuror who summons war beasts."

James bent down so that he was at eye-level with the penguin. "Afternoon, friend, we sorely need an expert on dragons. It's really good that you're here." he extended a hand to shake.

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Meanwhile Johnny liked the prospect of listening to the girls sing again and said that he will find free time to come visit and will bring some drums. "You can use our bathroom, Lydia," he said. "I'll warm up some water for you right away. We've got your things in my room, hang on, I'll get them for you."

He excused himself from the group and his family who were very accommodating to Lydia and Kenren especially; A new tepee for Aodh was set up immediately, though Johnny's family did ask if the archeologist would prefer to sleep in an igloo.

This farm was Johnny's family's farm. They didn't grow any crops but instead herded giant goats and sheep with wool that came in many colors. The land was huge and other houses of the eleven other families living in the farm dotted the tundra landscape each with their own herds of reindeer, oxen, sheep, and mountain goats that were saddled and looked like dwarven ram mounts. There were women milking goats and making butter, sewing clothes, drying wool, tanning leather or else preparing dinner for their many guests outside using roofed native brick ovens. The men chopped wood or herded the sheep in their wolf forms

They had a separate house for the baths that had rectangular holes outside at the bottom where one could burn wood to heat up the water for those bathing inside. The water was icy freezing cold by itself as it was either melted snow or brought up directly from half-frozen wells.


Roleplay Skittle Katsuya

OOC || Characters || Interest Check
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[Urazek]

When the black haired man walked over, Aodh instantly recognized him as a Pendragon, although which one was to be determined shortly. Kenren introduced the man as James Pendragon, one of the scientists and researchers on the expedition.

"Good Afternoon, James. I am super excited to join your expedition, and to finally meet a Pendragon. When I first heard news of the dragon egg, and that the Pendragons were somehow involved, I knew I had to seek you out immediately. I assumed you would eventually venture into the storm wall, but it seems I was a few months early. Luckily I was enslaved by the people of Scree, or else I never would have run into your group." Aogh motioned towards the two miniature book shelves being carried by the body guards. "This is all my research, along with all my artifacts related to dragons. If you want to easily access the knowledge on dragons, flip to a bookmarked page on a golden spined notebook, as I told Kenren earlier. Although now that I look, it seems a majority of them have golden spines, and appear to be chock full of bookmarks. I guess I have more information then I though . . ." Aodh started to trail off, thinking about how he should copy all his draconian lore into their own books, and sort the information within those books for even easier access.

When wolf family set up a tepee for Aodh, he was really grateful, as he was accustomed to sleeping in a tent. He turned down the igloo offer, as he knew that their time could be better spent then on housing for him. Thanking the family, he took the bookshelves and placed them inside his tepee. He walked back outside, unsure of how he should spend his time. Maybe he should get to know the other people better.

 

[Katsuya]

Echo grinned at Butters, patting his large horns a bit as she's starting to understand his tones of bleating. Her ears perked up when she heard Johnny might be coming over too with drums and she got excited. After waving Johnny goodbye, the fawn started to wonder what's going on with Renee and Serena as she knows Sasha should be there with them and Seifer.

'As long they are not creating chaos over there, it should be fine...I hope...' Echo thought to herself as she noticed...the most responsible ones are here in the villages while the ones who would cause trouble are back at the ship...

'...What could go wrong?' She thought, nodding to herself as she completely believes in her friends, walking with Butters to set up where she will be camping.

Meanwhile back at the warship, Serena glared at Renee who was smiling meekly at her, wings fluttering nervously. "Well...could have been worse..."The once blonde violinist sends her a disbelieving glare. "Renee, my hair is pink and purple. I want to stay blonde."

"...It should go away in a few hours..."

"It better...or else. I'm telling James about you and Seifer going to the hot springs and sleeping together in the same bed."

Renee blushed, looking horrified. "Serena, no! James will murder him if you do." Then her feathers puffed defensively. "and we're only sleeping next to each other! Nothing else!"

"Right...so tell me how I found you two snuggling with each other with barely any clothes, hm?"

"Body heat. I get cold easily and nighttime is colder."

"...Renee, you do know that you shouldn't get into Seifer's bed that quickly. What if he takes-"

"Doubtful...What? I told him I wasn't ready yet so I just want to snuggle with him until we sleep. Is that wrong?"

"...I don't understand you or him. I swear I don't."

"You don't have to. It's fine. Anyways, thanks for letting me test this on you. I would ask Seifer but...yea...that would ruin the surprise."

Serena shook her head as the mix of pink and purple strands of hair flowed a bit, grinning. "Uh-huh...Please fix that issue with the color changing. I really doubt hair conditioner is suppose to do that."

"Yea...I will. Bye Sasha! Bye Serena!" After rubbing lightly on the little owl's head, Renee stood up and left the Atelier, smiling warmly as she ran into her room to drop off the reject project. It was about to be nighttime and the Pendragon teen got ready to snuggle with Seifer again as he comes back, freezing from helping the soldiers outside with the other ships.

Back with Echo, the fawn shook off the weird feeling she got from thinking about the others in the warship. "Nothing weird will happen...I hope." She muttered.

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[Zer0]

- Lotar Farm -
" Winslow "​

Kenren sat on the porch speaking to dwarven and wolf officials from town about the lumber and herds he had bought from them. A small oriental airship carrying treasures soared over the farm and landed in an open clearing, sending a wind of snow and dirt flying everywhere. He seemed to be making payments in the form of silk, porcelain, and medicine, and jewelry. Around here in Baffin currency wasn't of much use and instead people traded for what they needed.

James went off to the main house talking about going to the town later to drink some Butterbeer in one of the inns called The Jolly Bulldog with Lydia and invited Aodh. Johnny went off to fetch some wood to warm up the baths and when that was done introduced himself properly to the archeologist.

"I'm Johnny Caprice, though here in my hometown I'm known as Ho Nehe." he shook Aodh's flippers. "I've seen you and your mother around town during the summers. I study in Kingbury in the neighboring continent together with Echo, James, his sister Renee, and Seifer, another friend of ours, though the two are down in lowland tundra with the airship fleet. Welcome to my family's farm, please make yourself at home!"

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- Seifer Rathmore -
" Master Warship, Lowland Tundra Shores "​

Seifer Rathmore belonged to the society of high-class nobles. Being the son of a politician who raised to look down on commoners, he was an arrogant, pampered rich boy who would no sooner stoop to tie his own shoe laces if there was a servant to do it for him. The past three days, however, he's been shoveling snow, carrying bricks on his back, and finally completed with said commoners the temporary stone forges that would smelt the iron ores that would be used to repair the damaged air ships.

Why the sudden change one might wonder? Well it all had to do with what waited at the end of his day: a loving smile, a happy look that he helped, a warm dinner, and a whole lot of amorous cuddling with one big-hearted Renee Pendragon who's lately been more than just playfully alluring.

Seifer hauled a massive piece of lumber together with a group of men across a wooden plank onto the main deck of an airship that needed to have one of its masts replaced. Dwarven carpenters from Winslow began work immediately, measuring the wood and chipping off the handles the men had carved to make the carrying easier; wiping the sweat off his brow, Seifer stepped back, tired but pleased with the finished work. It was almost sunset. Renee would be waiting for him soon in his room.

The men of the fleet had begun chopping trees and transporting them via air together with the herds of giant cattle from Winslow two days ago. The Oriental and Dalaran soldiers have set up many make-shift smoke houses where they made sausages and dried the meat to preserve them for the rest of their expedition to the storm wall, having lost the most of their rations during the thunder storm last week.

Eager to rejoin Renee and perhaps tempt her into bathing with him, he set off with the rest of the log haulers to the temporary laborer's camp to rinse down and change into some less smelly clothes. Merlin's beard how the waters from the barrels were icy cold.

Rubbing his arms warm, Seifer passed by the kitchens in Kenren's Master Warship, and told a servant to follow him up to his room with a mug of warm peppermint tea, and a big hot bowl of meat stew. He told him to shoo and carried the tray of food himself when they arrived. Then upon realizing his hands were full, unabashedly called the servant back so that he can open the door.

"Oh, sweetheart, your snuggle bunny is here!"

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[Katsuya]

Hearing the door open and Seifer, Renee slowly stood right back up and turned around with a wide warm smile for just for the archer. "Snuggle bunny! Here, let me just~" She grabbed the tray to place it over the low table she was setting up before walking back with a hug and a bunch of kisses for Seifer, gently pulling him in the room after the servant closed the door.

What Seifer has been noticing is her choices of clothing these past three days whenever Renee waited for him: Her usual button up shirt was not tucked and only had one or two buttons holding it together and sometimes, like it is now, it would reveal her shoulder in a very tempting way without her meaning to. Her dark grey tights molded on her legs, showing off the curves of her developing muscles from dancing and training, her feet are bare.

Her hands felt up on his back as she hugged him again, frowning a bit, feeling the knots from a hard day at work he's been doing. Then she smiled, the wings on her head fluttered happily. "How's work, Snuggle bunny? Still cold? Thank you for the food and tea by the way."She added as she curiously asked him how his day go, listening to what he said. Then she hugged him again.

"Want me to give a message after we eat? I have some warming lotion to relax these knots of yours." Her orange eyes glowed brightly as she gazed into his stormy gray ones, gesturing towards the unknown bottle that's on the middle of the table. The liquid inside is clear like any oil and it smelled like subtle spices similar to delicious nutmeg with cinnamon.

"If your arms hurt, I can feed you if you like?" Renee really did love to pamper Seifer with all the care in the world, seeing the change in him as she remembers him telling her about not knowing what he could for a job. Well so far, he's doing a good job helping the other soldiers. So she wanted to show her appreciation.

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[Zer0]

- Seifer Rathmore -
" Master Warship, Lowland Tundra Shores "​

Seifer had never been able to experience four amazing things from a relationship at once: real care that he wouldn't trade for anything, a sense of security that gives him peace, acceptance for everything that he is --- even making him a better person, and a happy intimacy that roused such a passion in him --- and that's just from touching her bare skin!

He smiled, hugging Renee tight, feeling his tiredness go away. "You're welcome, Renee!" he smiled dashingly. "And yes I'm cold, hug me, baby." his hands slipped under her shirt feeling the familiar warmth of her back and snuggled.

"Work was great! We finished the last forge, and the repairs of one airship's done." he kissed her exposed shoulder sweetly and trailed light kisses on the space between that and her neck, then up to her cheek. "We're now helping with one of the Dalaran cargo ships and carried this huge log up the main deck to replace the mast." He told her about his day, swaying in place. "Yes, I would love a massage and yes I'd love to be fed by you, Renee, but first, I need a shower."

He glanced at the bottle and decided to postpone seducing her to bathing with him. If she had plans for tonight, he wanted to do that. "Oh, and I found this pretty rock on the shore." he pulled out a shiny black rock crisscrossed with green veins that upon close inspection were miniscule crystals. "I asked a dwarf and he said this type of ore is called 'skarn', it comes from fallen meteors. Apparently, meteor showers are common in this area during autumn and they come out to the shore and pick these up to forge them into clockwork hearts for their toys." he offered it to her.

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[Katsuya]

Renee shuddered when he slipped his hands under her shirt, feeling the piercing cold on her warm skin before hugging back. "Aw~ I'll do my best to warm you up, honey." She drawled, her cheeks dusted in pink turning red with the kiss trail he's doing on her shoulder, neck, and cheek as she giggled. It tickled! This is all very new to her, being in a relationship. She never was intimate with anyone and the only ones who she usually kissed their foreheads are her brothers. Now with Seifer, she's not afraid to kiss and touch though most of her touches had a twinge of innocence as she didn't know what to do with her hands. She tended to guess and just went with her gut feeling or the subtle urges she wanted to do.

As they swayed in place, the Pendragon sister laid her head on his chest, still listening and feeling his crystal heart pulsed. "Sounded like you guys had a busy day. Carrying a log and all, but good job on finishing one of the ships!" She commented, her hands now cupping his cold cheeks as she pulled him down gently and tenderly kissed him, pouring all the gratefulness and caring feelings she has towards him.

When he showed her the skarn rock, Renee's eyes widened as she listened to Seifer's discovery. Then she looked up at him with a loving smile, one of her hands gently over the pretty black rock that's in his hand. "Seifer, it's so pretty. Thank you. I think I can make it as a pendent for a necklace." She told him, her wings fluttered happily as she took a closer look at the vine like crystals before looking back at him. It's kind of funny how he picked up a crystal for a toy's heart while he has one in his chest.

"Okay, I'll be here when you come out, honey." With one more kiss, she let's him go to the showers and twirled a spin when he closed the door. Her cheeks turning red as her face turned pink. Her wings flapping with giddy and glee. If this is how a relationship feels like on a good day, then she wouldn't trade it for the world.

She made sure that the food won't go cold after Seifer's done and once they got comfy with her sitting on his lap and facing him, Renee offered a spoon full of warm stew. "Say 'Ahh~'. Heheh~!"


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[Zer0]

- Seifer Rathmore -
" Master Warship, Lowland Tundra Shores "​

Seifer came out of the shower fresh, breath minty, and with his hair pampered to perfection as usual. For some reason every time he finished using the bathroom it was always clean and his laundry submerged in a pail of soap water for he secretly never wanted Renee to find him stinky, he even cleans the toilet and leaves a tray of orange peelings after every time he uses it.

Practically dive hugging her, he blew raspberries on her stomach and subjected her to a tickle fight before dinner. Settling comfortably on the floor he welcomed Renee's warm bottom on his lap and said "Ahhh." he chomped and smiled at her. "I could get used to this." he smirked, and slowly pulled her closer, rubbing her arms. "What did you do today?"

Katsuya

 

[Roleplay Skittle]

-Lydia Dubois-
"Winslow, The Jolly Bulldog"
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After thanking Johnny graciously for preparing the bath for her and talking to Echo about singing, asking her about if her singing grew grass because she willed it to or if it was just the magic of her voice on its own, Lydia took her bath and collected her things once again for camping.

When she met James to go to The Jolly Bulldog she was once again wearing her long black coat and the scarf wrapped around her head, though now she wasn't wearing the armor she had gotten from the Scree wolves. She really did hope that their village was able to stay afloat without the slaves and she also hoped that maybe Garthuk would encourage visitors and maybe even new residents, of course that would depend on how welcoming the wolves were. She had asked Garthuk to update her on how relations were and how his trade was doing as well as how the wolves of Scree were faring.

Beneath her long coat that almost looked like a dress on its own, she wore a long sleeved blouse with a cowl neck and a long skirt that blended with the flow of her coat. She hadn't really realized the contrast between how everyone else dressed compared with how she did, even though she did notice how others dressed. She admired the fact that they so easily mingled all their colors and shapes in their clothing and thought maybe she should buy a few articles of clothing as souvenirs. The idea was strange to her though because she didn't really have much of an opinion when it came to clothes except for that she liked hers modest, comfortable, and black.

As they went through the town to the inn, Lydia kept her eyes open to take in the sights, mainly because she didn't know if she would ever come back, glancing to James, she thought that maybe she would ask him if he had ever been there, but then again if he had she supposed Johnny wouldn't want to show them around. When they got to the inn, Lydia took her coat and scarf off once they were inside, her black hair was neatly combed back in her usual ponytail, though she hadn't been sporting the bangs she had at the beginning of the adventure as they had gotten long and she just hadn't felt the need to cut them so had taken to parting them towards the side and tucking them behind her ear.

When they had gotten all settled, she took a moment to check in with Sasha and see how the others were doing.

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[Katsuya]

Serena was playing her violin when Lydia checked in on her, practicing on the new song she's making for Seth in the atelier. The door is closed and locked so that no one can come in without the violinist's permission. The witch would notice the unusual contrast of blues in Serena's hair, one darker than the other.

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Renee squeaked when Seifer practically dived at her before laughing loudly from his tickling touches-! She tickled him back whenever she can reach his ticklish spots too, giggling in mirth before getting herself comfortable on his lap. "Good, because I'm already used to it and don't want to change it." Her smile went warm again when he asked and she told him after taking a bite of her own, swallowing the food down before opening her mouth.

"Well, I was helping Serena take care of the Atelier and writing notes about soul rooms." The Pendragon teen scooped another spoon-full to offer to Seifer, letting him pull her in closer. "I wondered if it's possible for me to make things appear in there too, but I have a feeling that it would be difficult since it's your soul. I don't want to try it yet because it might cause something out here while I'm in there. So I'm gonna ask James and Lydia if they can watch over you while I'm checking your soul." She made a trail of kisses from his cheek to his ear before leaning away to smile at him.

"I also experimented on something and...I..sort of made Serena have a different hair color...don't be surprised if you see her with purple and pink hair." Renee confessed, feeling a bit frustrated that her experimental hair conditioner failed and feeling terrible at changing her friend's hair color. It's not good to mess with a girl's hair even when they agreed to helping.

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[Zer0]

- James Pendragon -
" Sunset, Jolly Bulldog Inn, Winslow "​

While waiting to hear how his sister, Serena, Sasha and Seifer were doing back at the shores, James ordered two pints of butterbeer from the barman then settled beside Lydia with their mugs and a plate of winter melon.

He looked around interestedly. Most of the patrons were jolly dwarven miners coming back from the mines after a hard day's work. There were shepherds swapping stories about their families, and a hunter showing off the great horns of some dangerous beast he had slain in the tundra. Everyone in the inn was a man, not a woman was to be found inside. It seemed that the women in town didn't drink and could be found spending the end of the day sewing while they talked cheerfully outside their porches, or bringing laundry in now that the sun was descending.

James watched the sunset through the frosted window, admiring the purple clouds streaked with shades of red and gold.

When Sasha checked on Seifer's room, the door was locked and the view from the outside windows were blocked by thick curtains, though Sasha could definitely hear laughing, talking, and a lot of flirting from the couple that was more embarrassing than Echo and Johnny's.

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- Seifer Rathmore -
" Master Warship, Lowland Tundra Shores "​

Seifer's breath hitched when he felt Renee's soft lips on his ear. "A-are you making hair dye?" he asked inquisitively, keeping his voice even. He played with her hair and wondered out loud if she wanted to change the color.

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[Katsuya]

Renee shook her head, frowning a bit. "No...I'm trying to make a hair conditioner. It wasn't supposed to change hair color." She sighed, closing her eyes while he played with her hair and leaned into his hand. Her wings fluttered. But then she opened her bright eyes as she has been meaning to ask this.

"Would you be okay if I cut my hair? Or well my braid to even it out?" Then she explained, blushing a bit. "I don't know if I should cut my hair evenly now that it's a bit longer than before but I wanted your input." Her hair is longer, down to her shoulders and her braid reached down to her lower chest.

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[Roleplay Skittle]

Lydia didn't say anything as she checked on either of Sasha's charges. Though after she checked on Renee's whereabouts and found that Sasha couldn't reach her, the young witch's lips turned up to the side slightly and her cheeks reddened as she deliberated over whether or not to say something to James. She determined she would just keep a closer eye out on Renee so that if something should go awry, she would be able to inform the others. She tried to push her worry down for now because she didn't want to worry James so after she slipped herself from the connection she snatched up a piece of winter melon and munched on it in thought for a moment before speaking with a smile to James, "they're all fine."

How awkward. She felt like such a snail romantically compared to how everyone else was. She wondered if she was the only one of the group without any dating experience. Seifer had never had a kind word for Renee before the Deathknight got him, not even thanking her when she saved his life, and they were acting like the had been dating for ages. Lydia munched on the melon like an angry little rat. Of course she wasn't actually angry, just the action was brisk and focused.

She inhaled deeply, her little nostrils flaring slightly as her green eyes gazed off at nothing in particular while she thought. Even Serena had some idea how to go about things, she had given Seth a kiss on the cheek, she sighed after a moment and while still crunching on the melon she reached for one of the mugs of Butterbeer, her eyes first examining the substance before she sniffed it and took a cautious sip.

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[Zer0]

- Seifer Rathmore -
" Master Warship, Lowland Tundra Shores "​

Seifer pondered a moment. "Your hair's gorgeous long and braided," he lifted it, "but shorter hair is safer during battle or if we need to sneak around undergrowth. I suggest short." he nodded. "I can cut it for you if you like." he added excitedly. "Come with me a moment."

Securing Renee close to him, he carried her and walked over to where his bags were, squatted, and then rummaged for something. He gave a triumphant cry then carried her back to the dining table and flopped down again. In his hand was a very old tattered beauty magazine --- no they were actually a collection of magazines with the spines glued together.

"This is my collection of the best hairstyles through the ages from different kingdoms. There's hairstyles for women too. So if you ever want a trim, I can do whatever you pick for you." he asked Renee to turn over so that her back can lean on his front and he could hug her stomach.

Katsuya

- James Pendragon -
" Sunset, Jolly Bulldog Inn, Winslow "​

Butterbeer was like a drop of honeyed mead that flared warmth the moment it touched ones lips. It burned in the stomach and tasted almost like pure melted gold. The warmth spread everywhere, up to one's head, and to the tips of one's fingers and toes.

Noticing Lydia's intense munching, James turned around and very seriously said, "Lydia, who we gonna' fireball and tornado? Is it this winter melon? Did this wintermelon give you sass?"

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[Roleplay Skittle]

Lydia's eyes had widened in confusion as James had commented on her chewing. She hadn't really realized what she was doing and could only blush as she lifted her mug. She hadn't thought that Butterbeer was literally beer when she sipped it and so she peered over her mug at James with an owlish expression, hard blinks given a few times, "er... um... no..." she said embarrassedly, her cheeks flushed as she looked back in her mug, tapping the side of it a moment, "this... this is alcohol?"

James was probably going to think she was an idiot and she squinted her eyes shut, 'of course it's alcohol, stupid! It's called Butterbeer!' Lydia pulled in a deep intake of air as she sighed inwardly at herself before trying to laugh off her embarrassment and taking a deeper sip of the drink in question, closing her eyes a moment as the satisfying warmth spread through her causing her body to tremble slightly.

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[Zer0]

- James Pendragon -
" Sunset, Jolly Bulldog Inn, Winslow "​

"Nope, just tastes like mead." said James, taking a swig of his mug. "Do you drink, Lydia?" He leaned back on his chair and lounged lazily.

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[Katsuya]

"Eep!" Renee wasn't expecting him to secure and pick her up, blushing redder than before when he reasoned about her hair. Her wings flapped once and twice in her surprise as she wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulder. While he rumanged around his bag, the Pendragon teen wondered absentmindedly of what her brother would say with Seifer being so willing to changing her hair style and picking her up like this.

'He'd probably sick Sparks on him.' Renee deadpanned, nuzzling on his shoulder as she narrowed her eyes at the wall. Maybe bribing Sparks with sashimi and shrimp, he wouldn't do it and bite James instead for ordering him around again. When he walked back to the dinning table and sat down, she peeked down and saw the old book of different hairstyle pictures, listening to what Seifer is saying. Then she blinked. Huh...maybe he should be a hairstylist instead?

"...Okay...hmm.." She opened the book to find one that seem to fit her tastes: simple but she can braid it if she wanted to. That's when she found one that suits her and points it out to Seifer. "I like this one." She looked behind her and up at his gray eyes with a hopeful stare.

Spoiler: Haircut

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[Zer0]

- Seifer Rathmore -
" Master Warship, Lowland Tundra Shores "​

"Just like when you had short hair, only a little longer. Alright, I can do that for you anytime you want." he smiled bending this way and that to look at Renee's hair in different angles. "Oh, but we have a little problem."

Katsuya

 

[Roleplay Skittle]

Lydia smiled brightly, feeling relieved. She was thankful she had been mistaken and felt silly for chiding herself internally. She took a slightly larger sip, licking her upper lip afterwards as she shook her head, "no, my mother never let me at parties because she said the effects of alcohol and the scent are unbecoming for a lady," she shrugged her shoulders, cupping the mug between both hands as she looked to James, "I never really cared to drink anyway... you?"

 

[Katsuya]

"Hm? What's the proble-..." That's when she remembered. Her wings. Renee frowned a bit, pulling one of her wings gently to spread it open and stared at it. Maybe that's why she never bothered to prim herself up? Not even her hair.

"My wings, you mean?" She asked.

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[Zer0]

- James Pendragon -
" Sunset, Jolly Bulldog Inn, Winslow "​

"Yes," said James, smiling fondly as he reminisced a memory. " My first time was during my parents' anniversary. It was red wine and dad taught me how drink and not get drunk. The trick's in eating beforehand and then drinking a lot of water and going to the bathroom often. I still got tipsy though and ended up smiling and laughing too much." he chuckled.

He gazed at Lydia thoughtfully. "Did your parents ever give you any rules if you ended up dating someone?"

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- Seifer Rathmore -
" Master Warship, Lowland Tundra Shores "​

"No." Seifer shook his head then sighed dramatically. "You see I need to be inspired before I cut hair. Your hair is the crown of your head, I have to be in the right state of mind before I trim it. I think if you could help me remember the time we dueled, I can infuse your fiery spirit into the haircut. So, we need to reenact the time we rolled and wrestled on the courtyard." he winked.

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[Urazek]

Shaking his hand, Aodh greeted Jonny heartily. After chatting with him for a bit, Jonny told Aodh that he was welcomed within his family's farm, and to get comfortable. Sitting in his tepee, Aodh picked up his backpack, determined to try an get the propeller to actually work this time. Searching through his books, Aodh grabbed the book that he remembered had the information he knew about the backpack. He had originally found it in one of his digs, and has been able to get it to start working, although the propeller could only speed up his sliding on the ground. Flipping through the pages in an attempt to find the page he was looking for, he got sidetracked with a page about fire breath for dragons. Seeing this page reminded him of Levitas. 'I wonder what he is doing now?' though Aodh as he started to read what he had written.

"The ability for dragons to breathe fire is a really interesting one. Most people either assume that dragons are born belching flames from their maw, while others believe that the ability is developed over time. Through my research I have come to the conclusion that their ability to breathe fire isn't one they innately have, but one they learn. There is a spell that dragons are taught when they have shown true strength to their elders. In order to earn the trust, younglings, usually 50 years of age, are meant to fight with other younglings their age, and the top five dragons in the tournament earn the right to breathe fire, while the rest have to live their lives without the flame. These dragons are seen as the beta dragons, while the fire breathing ones become the alphas of the group. Through some more research, I discovered the story of a man who was taught the spell, and through use of this spell, he became for aggressive and greedy. I have therefore come to the conclusion that dragons appear to be greedy and vicious because we only come into contact with the alpha dragons, who have learned the spell and bee tainted by it. These are just my theories, however, and any small amount of evidence has the possibility to turn any theory on it's head, so we will see where this one goes," Aodh read the passage aloud to himself.

Taking one of his special red bookmarks, Aodh leaves his tent in search for Kenren. He found Kenren sitting on the porch speaking with a group of dwarves and wolves. "Sorry to bother you, but I just stumbled across one of my findings in this book. I have labeled the page with the red bookmark for you to read at your leisure." Aodh left the book with the oriental man, and left to wander the city a little.

 

[Katsuya]

Renee blushed, not knowing if he's actually telling the truth or if he's just teasing again...'Weren't we stuck together because of my sticky bombs?' He wanted her to throw those sticky bombs at him again? Why? Well she knew why, to inspire him...supposedly...

Thing is...she honestly didn't know if he's just rewording the words and trying to find a way to cop a feel...again. After thinking it over, the Pendragon shrugged a bit, deciding that if he does want to cop a feel then she's just going to tease him and then escape from his grasp when his guard is down.

She set his hairstyle book on the dinning table calmly, not looking at him yet as her eyes glowed mischievously. "Alright...We can do that tomorrow then. Right now though, you need to eat and I have to give you a massage afterwards." Renee picked up the spoon to scoop another spoon full and offered it to Seifer, smiling warmly. It would be bad if he strained himself today from wrestling and doing so much work from outside.

"Here. 'Ahh~'." Her wings fluttered happily as they ate the meat stew together, sometimes she would kiss his cheeks before having a bite of her own. When they were done eating, Renee grabbed the oil she brought in and poured some on her hands, rubbing it to warm it up.

"Just lay down on the bed and I'll do the rest." She purred quietly as she peeked at him coyly.

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