Finally she would hit the beginning of the docks to see a man in a suit waiting. Slowly he bowed his head. ''Please wait here.'' he spoke politely. ''Of course.'' she would say as her eyes wandered the area. The boat was a large sails boat with hanging lights. The water itself from the distance was glowing blue. She wondered how decorated the boat was from the inside. She was excited for this, but a huge part of her wished she was with a certain man... This would be perfect or so it played in her mind.
Sail away [Maarschalk:Arisa:Private]
Tue Sep 12, 2017 1:13 pm
Finally she would hit the beginning of the docks to see a man in a suit waiting. Slowly he bowed his head. ''Please wait here.'' he spoke politely. ''Of course.'' she would say as her eyes wandered the area. The boat was a large sails boat with hanging lights. The water itself from the distance was glowing blue. She wondered how decorated the boat was from the inside. She was excited for this, but a huge part of her wished she was with a certain man... This would be perfect or so it played in her mind.
Tue Sep 12, 2017 2:04 pm
A quick flash of his smile appeared on his face, with him getting close to her immediately. This dress she wore. It was something special. He placed his hand on her hip, and wrapped his other arm around her waist. Pulling her in close into his embrace to kiss her lips.
"Glad you could make it. You look... magical."
The outside smelled rain, but there wasn't a drop of water to be seen on her. Perhaps it cut out a little earlier than he expected, which was good--they didn't need an umbrella today anyway.
"Wanna come into the cabin? I got dinner for two, and besides, it's pretty cold out here~"
After which he released her from his embrace, and gave her a little bit of breathing space. Maarschalks outfit was nothing special, though it was a class above his normal attire, commonly described as casual business. Deep blue slacks with the ends rolled up slightly enough that it revealed a little bit of ankle. Cognac colored Oxfords at his feet, with red socks which covers aforementioned ankle. And then a simple white shirt tucked into his pants. His hair had grown a little since they last met.
You could tell that Maarschalk wasn't used to walking on his oxfords', each time he moved, the wooden heel made this clicking noise. He'd lead her over the gangplank and towards the cabin should she have agreed.
Tue Sep 12, 2017 2:29 pm
The area on the sides were thick invisible walls of invincible glass. The back and front (where they walked in from) was covered with maroon wallpaper and designed with black at the top and bottom of the walls. In the middle was a table for two with moveable seats with fancy red cushions and a three-candle lit dinner. Slowly she walked carefully to her seat and sat on the chair that had her back towards the door. ''You surprised me, Maars. This is unique and beautiful.'' she spoke sweetly and smiled happily towards him. Her hands would grab the mid-section of her long violet hair, playing with the strands as she shyly looked at her lover.
Tue Sep 12, 2017 3:09 pm
"A proper date has been long overdue. Actually I-"
Maarschalk was interrupted mid-speech by the door opening, the starters were being served. A tray of two plates was laid down on their table. When the covers were removed the waiter explained what the starters were. Crabcakes & watermelon with feta salad. A nice aubergine dip with a freshly cut baguette. The waiter left shortly after.
"Mmm, this looks nice doesn't it?"
In all secrecy, Maarschalk wanted to sit next to Arisa. They haven't been intimate in a long time, but he didn't mind.
"I saw your note the other day, what was that about? I wanted to spend some time with you..."
"What have you been up to. I mean, your appearance completely changed? And uh... I feel an.. hmm.. like an emanating... emanating light coming from you."
He stuttered a little.
Tue Sep 12, 2017 3:45 pm
growl~
She listened to Maarschalk speak as he questioned about this whole thing being nice. ''Indeed it is.'' she started and heard him talk again. Her hand that wasn't embracing the touch of his own hand, grabbed a glass to take a sip, sat it down and then looks at him with a worry smile. ''I felt bad for leaving like that, but I was being called to do some mission with a guildmate, but now I'm a higher rank than I was.'' she spoke trying to be positive. Her head turned to look away and towards the food and window. Finally she would think about if to tell him or not as well as asking about himself. ''What about you? What have you been up to?'' she spoke sweetly and smiled, yet he couldn't see that since her long violet hair covered her face and sunset eyes.
Thu Sep 14, 2017 1:41 pm
"A guildmate huh. Honestly, I only of two--you, and Atlas; met him at the martial arts tournament."
He didn't notice her wrinkled expression, his attention was focused on the diner for a moment. Maarschalk tried his best not to psychoanalyse her--he thought it to be immoral to use his special skills on a person so close.
She spoke of her rank, it brought him into a nervous fluster. It was not like he was going to tell her his measly rank. He didn't take them seriously anyway. The rumors that have been passed on through the grapevine already indicated him that the tipping point of balance laid elsewhere.
"I went by some places; they've mostly remained... hmm.. unamusing. At least, without you."
His sweet glance went up into her eyes again and he'd smile. Being partially vague and mysterious was apart of his personality. He diverted his attention to the large ocean they were sailing through.
"Why don't you tell me what's wrong Arisa?"
He didn't want to look into her eyes. He didn't want to be the human lie detector--this was an indirect sign, and a test, of his trust in her.
Thu Sep 14, 2017 3:42 pm
Slowly she got up, scooted the sofa chair to make it into a sofa as it connected to his. Her body leaned against his side as she would hope he wouldn't move away. The day she found out she wasn't human was hard. Hardly could she move and rays from the sun tattooed her back. Her sunset eyes tried to not tear up and so she would grab a piece of crab cake that was cut by him truly and nommed on it cutely and slowly as her nerves were wired. Finally she would wait for him to talk, to move... anything as long as it wasn't him moving away from her.
Sun Sep 17, 2017 9:08 am
"Seraphim? I've never heard of that."
He added, before listening to her some more. Sun-light magic--interesting. He begun stroking his chin a little before speaking up, slightly interrupting her.
"Remind me to carry around dark shades; speaking of which, I've been thinking about why light annoys me lately. I've come up with a comparable feeling. Whenever I step into the light, especially one fabricated by someone else... it feels like I have bugs crawling over me. Which is generally speaking a horrible sensation."
He took a deep sip of his wine.
"But with you, it reminds me of... hmm.. a passionate camp-fire. That's not to say that I enjoy it--since a campfire can get too hot if you're too close to it. But it certainly is nice enjoying your raw energy, in more ways than one."
A little smirk ended that sentence. Arisa added on a comment about her roots. Country of Sin; he never heard of it before.
"I see; whilst I know nothing of the Country of Sin; my dad told me to never forget my roots--which was pretty ironic since he used to also beat me with a belt. In which I should tell you, to never forget your roots--even if it means that some 'dark' stuff has to surface first; it's important to find out who you are as a person, and why you are that way, even if it means that you have to face your inner demons. Lure them out, defeat them and become stronger as a person."
Maarschalks voice wobbled a little after the mention of his father; this was obviously a difficult subject for him. Not to say that there was a hint of moisture under his eyelids--but the memories that have been drowned away with liquor, drugs & rock and roll have been resurfacing as of late, as he's stepped away from those substances. When Arisa scooted closer to him, he wrapped his arm around her waist and let it rest on her leg. He regularly took a sip of his wine, and cut his dinner so Arisa could enjoy it as much as he did.
"It's hard keeping my hands off of you since you've changed your appearance; did it happen intentionally?"
He'd ask out of curiosity.
Sun Sep 17, 2017 9:53 am
Her eyes lowered as she listened to him explain small things about his childhood, sounding horrible. Sure it wasn't him getting sacrificed while all your siblings get killed one-by-one in different ways, but getting beat by your father wasn't really... dandy. A sudden wrap of his arm around her made her blush as it squeezed her body into his more. As she moved closer with his arm's embraced her hip started to hurt. 'Crap... It still hurts from that day.' she thought. She winced in pain, but within a second she went back to her usual facial expression with a smile. ''Haha.~ Oh, my body? It changed during the night that I turned into a Seraphim...or as other's would say, an angel. I have a tattoo on my back that was tattooed by some mysterious light beam from the sky... I don't know exactly what it looks like in detail, but it's weird. Someone told me they had eyes and a weird light-cross in the middle and obviously wings.'' she spoke once more a mouthful. Randomly she can be caught speaking so much. She doesn't mean to, but she couldn't help it during certain conversations. ''I don't like being away from you for a long time period. Silly as it is... Even a week is hard.'' she spoke and eyes widened at surprise. Her heart was beating faster as she couldn't believe she said what she said. It wasn't I love you, but she gets shy when talking about her feelings or subjects all in the same. After that was said the boat started to go under water. ''Don't worry. This was built to go underwater. All safe. Enjoy the aquamarine sights.'' the intercom spoke and she would sigh in relief, keeping close to her lover.
Sun Sep 17, 2017 1:03 pm
"I feel the same. Being alone isn't awful; but being without you is."
A mild scarlet stream of red dominated his face after he spoke his cheesy line. He nervously coughed into his hand and then faced her again, planting a subtle kiss on her full lips. The ship started sinking into the ocean. Underwater submarine or whatever, Maarschalk shrugged a little--though if they did go down, they'd be fucked most likely. He didn't have any way of going up fast. It didn't feel claustrophobic, at least, not with Arisa at his side.
A little bit of silence fell upon the couple.
Maarschalk rested his hand on her thigh again, gently stroking it up and down. His hand reached over for the watermelon and brought the plate closer to them, regularly reaching towards her face with a fork and a watermelon chunk on it.
"What are you thinking of.. doing next?"
He said, curiously looking into her eyes. It wasn't his intention to follow her around like a lapdog, but he felt like he needed something to do in his life--a reason to follow her other than their attraction.
Sun Sep 17, 2017 1:43 pm
Next would be his question; What was she doing next? What was she going to do after this...? ''Honestly after an incident that happened and getting my hip hit by their sword. I might take it easy with missions and just travel till I hit Oak. That is unless the mission doesn't have to do with fighting.'' she started with her soft soothing tone as she then looked straight into Maarschalk's eyes. ''What about you, my love?~'' she wondered without even noticing which words she used till it was too late. She blushed lightly, hiding her face in his chest next to the hand that was rubbing his chest. 'What is wrong with me? It's like he's an addiction and barely can I even think without saying anymore.' she thought shyly, squeezing his shirt while tightly biting her lip on the right side to where it was about to bleed. She loved him, but she was still afraid to even say the words. Afraid that she'll turn out like her so-called mother, afraid she'll be too weak and useless to him someday and more, but he hasn't cared so far about her strength right? So it was honestly just turning out more like her mother in the end, alone. Finally the boat would be under the water all the way to where animals would appear and they would be alone in that room without disturbance.
Tue Sep 19, 2017 2:16 pm
His ears perked up a little; like a dog--he heard the mention of her hip? Was something wrong with it?
His expression turned worry, as he couldn't notice any oddities.
"A sword hit your hip?"
Was said, Maarschalk looking into her eyes. He listened some more to what she had to say, about what she was doing, and eventually asking Maarschalk what he had in mind.
"Well, honestly... I was thinking of just, ... sticking to you."
He spoke that sentence, his mind having ignored her calling him her love until after he was done talking. An awkward pause fell between his emotional reactions; he felt a panic attack kick in. Heartbeat fastened, his face turning even more pale than it usually was. Recollections of his ex,
parents, children--everyone that told him this;
and the bad results began flashing past by. He felt her hand trail across his torso. Her head burried deep into his chest. He tried controlling his heartbeat so it wouldn't stand out. It wouldn't work. Maybe draw her attention away? His hand squeezes her ass in a playful style.
"What are you afraid of most?"
He took a deep breath, hoping to control his heartbeat again. Exhaling to speak out one more provoking question to keep her distracted.
"Are you a spiritual person?"
Wed Sep 20, 2017 12:18 am
Eyes cornered to look into his dark eyes as she wanted to get lost in them. Was she so deepened for him? It felt crazy. 'Sticking to you' She heard. Her heart was beating fast again as she blushed lightly till he would question about her fears. While she was thinking about those fears, she listened to his heart beat beat faster than before. What was wrong? Was he nervous? Was it the fact she called him love? Many questioned popped up into her heard now. Licking her lips slowly to moisture them, Arisa answered. ''Honestly, my fears were to die with no one around and being completely useless to those I love and cared about, but...'' she started and looked back at the sea, too shy to look straight at him while she continued. ''Nevermind, it's crazy talk.~'' she giggled and teased as she looked back up at him. It was too soon to tell him that she feared of losing him. Not only that, it felt insecure to say it as well. ''Spiritual? Well my Country is highly spiritual, but me? I believe I can say that I am. Why? Are you?'' she spoke to him in her regular voice as she would bring her hand up to his hair to play with it.
Fri Sep 22, 2017 11:56 am
"Scale sword, hmmm."
Maarschalk was going to make sure he wouldn't forget that. Revenge or whatever didn't suit his name; wrath was the game he played.
As his heart beat began slowing down again, he listened to her greatest fear--dying, alone. This was quite an interesting prospect. Maarschalk had other views; he had a cold outlook on death. He didn't romanticize it, it was just a thing that happened. This belief was formed out of his experience with death.
"I used to believe... a time long ago. Now? ... I guess I don't."
Maarschalk raised her chin a little and kissed her lips, before moving his hand to his glass of wine to take a sip; filling the glass with the wine after. He felt her finger around his long locks--he didn't mind.
"What is the hardest lesson you've had to learn in life?"
Maarschalk continued.
"What did you want to be when you were 5-years old?"
"What would you do today, if you would know that you are going to die tomorrow?"
Fri Sep 22, 2017 12:44 pm
Slowly her hand furthest away from him reached for his leg while he raised her chin to kiss him deeper. The softness of her full lovely lips would press against his, enduring the feeling she gets at every kiss he gives. The hand closet to him would continue to play with his hair, so lovely indeed. His hair had a silk-like feel to it and it was easy to manipulate it with her fingers by each strand. Next she would hear him ask her more questions. 'Hardest Lesson?' she wondered and looked towards the glass that separated the ocean and them. She tried to remember that far since it was before the incidient with the town in Sin. At that moment she would think of her mother. ''Hardest lesson was that you can't always trust people by how the act towards you...'' she started as she thought about how her town was so nice so... why would they do what they did?
''A scientist. Experimenting and such, but I also had a passion for nature so there was zoology. Last thing was to be a mother because I wish to be what my mother wasn't. Sounds bizarre for a five year old, huh?'' she would speak once more and tilted her head up to look up at him, giggling for a second while her body was still leaned against him. The last question was about what she'd do if it was her last day to live and tomorrow would be her death. 'I... I don't want to say what's on my mind at this moment and have him run off or feel off about it...' she thought while her head tilted down with her eyes looking left and right feeling a little indecisive. She was going to at least say most of what was on her mind. Swiftly she would lift her head back up to look into his beautiful abyss colored eyes. ''I would tell you how I felt about you completely and wish to stay by your side till sundown and beyond till my last breath...'' she would speak quietly and tried to not tear up. Being alone was a huge fear of hers. It wasn't the fact that she was going to die. She knew death was coming someday, but alone? ''I know it sounds ridiculous so don't hide your laughter from me, Maarschalk.'' she spoke sweetly, assuming and looked away, no longer looking into his eyes. Even though they've been 'dating' or romantics towards each other for four to six months, most men would hate to hear that. Rather it is because of drama or they fear love and what comes with it.
Mon Sep 25, 2017 8:35 am
"No, it's alright, I'm just uh..."
Maybe he could blame the sea for his response to her behavior? Either way, things were going way too fast, and he couldn't really find himself feeling the same way. He felt a tight hold on his chest for the duration of the trip, and excused himself after they arrived at the docks. This certainly wasn't going to be the last time that they'd see each other, but Maarschalk secretly hoped that it was.
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Mon Sep 25, 2017 10:09 am
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