forum Medieval/Fantasy RP (CLOSED, STALK)

Started May 22, 2018 by @Skylark

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Victoria murmured, “I have to ge-“

“Shut up.” Travis said as he pressed his lips against hers, entangling her hair in his fist.

Victoria smiled into the kiss. She pressed herself against him, leaning into the embrace.

//ITS GORGEOUS DONT JUDGE ME

Travis pulled her closer, only stopping when he needed air. He held himself above her, soft pants filling the air, and stared into her beautiful brown eyes, never wanting the moment to end.

//YEET

Victoria finally pulled away, a light flush creeping into her cheeks. “That was…. it was…. magical,” she murmured. “Not to be overdramatic.”

“Yeah, it was.” A soft smile spread across his face as he looked at her lips and up to her eyes. “I’m Just that good.” He smirked.

“Or was it me?” Victoria smiled. She stood up, a hand behind her back. “Magical.” She threw a concealed mud clod at him. “Perfectly….. magical. And did I mention muddy?”

Travis’s smirk faded, his face going cold. He slowly wiped the mud from his eyes, trying to look intimidating before laughing and quickly reaching down to grab a fistful of mud. “You didn’t have to mention it. I could already see it…” He sprang up and sent the mud hurdling towards Victoria. “All over you.” He finished.

Amethyst cleaned and cut the deer she'd shot, putting it into a tan sack and dragging it over to a small house, her bow slung across her back with her quiver. She set the sack by the back door, making sure no one was watching her as she did so.

Her parents didn't exactly love it when she helped them out — they didn't exactly approve of her archery, either — but she just couldn't help it. They were so poor and didn't have much, so whenever she found the time, Amethyst was hunting for them and herself.

After dropping the meat off, she ran back to her house, passing an odd group and a girl bleeding from her leg. She walked past them a few feet, then froze, realizing what she had just passed. Turning back around, she walked over to a white-haired girl.

"What's going on here?" she asked.

Kristine backs the siren up until she was knee deep in water, "Alright. Turn her around so that her legs are in the water." She says, setting the creature's upper half down in the waves

Travis’s smirk faded, his face going cold. He slowly wiped the mud from his eyes, trying to look intimidating before laughing and quickly reaching down to grab a fistful of mud. “You didn’t have to mention it. I could already see it…” He sprang up and sent the mud hurdling towards Victoria. “All over you.” He finished.

“Hey!” Victoria cried, turning away so that the mud hit her side. “Alright then. It is on.” She threw another two fistfuls of mud at Travis.

Kristine backs the siren up until she was knee deep in water, "Alright. Turn her around so that her legs are in the water." She says, setting the creature's upper half down in the waves

Clem complied, helping with what little he could. As he turned around, he saw a stranger with purple hair approach them. "Hey, um, new person incoming." He told Kristine and Ash.

Water… ocean… home… transform…

Kristine sets the siren down in the waves then stands and looks toward the woman. All three dragon land and perch on her shoulders, avoiding the waves the best they could

"What's goin' on?" Amethyst asked curiously, reaching the group.

"Uh… Nothing…" Kristine cursed herself Wow… Really? Are you kidding me right now. Now you look even more suspicious.

Amethyst raised an eyebrow at the girl's response.

"Uh-huh. So, you're just dragging someone into the ocean, and that's nothing?" she wondered.

"Well, uh, salt water helps wounds right?" Clem asked. For some reason he felt it was important to not let anyone else knows the woman was a siren.

"Sure, yeah," Amethyst agreed, nodding slowly. "But maybe it would be better for her to be conscious?"

Kristine hisses through her teeth, trying to think of what to say. Her dragons copy her and Drogon (The large red one) coughs up a small burst of flame

Amethyst blinked in surprise at the dragon and took a small step away from it.

"Those are lovely dragons, you've got," she stated, an unreadable mask on her face as she looked at them.