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Bryn and Elu

Affectionate;

Platonic Hugs | Greeting Hugs | Holding hands | Cheek kisses | Hugs from behind | Cuddling | Hand kiss | PDA | Spooning | Shared baths | Whispers | Affectionate letters | Caressing | Stroke hair | Foot rubs | Massages | Braid/Comb hair | Take care of if sick | Platonic Snuggles | Romantic Snuggles | Forehead kisses | Noseboops | No displays of affection

Sex;

| One night stand | Shower sex | Wall sex | Quickie | Neck bites | Possessive Markings | Oral | Mutual kink exploration | Morning sex | Drunk sex | Forbidden (cheating) sex | Public sex | Drug-fueled sex | Back of a wagon in motion | BDSM | Threesome (if she agreed) | No sex

Dates;

Picnic | Theater | Restaurant | Fighting Tournament | Hike | Coffee | Museum | Club | Bar | Beach | Concert | Park | City Trip | Boat ride on a lake | Fishing | Hunting | Home cooked meal & cuddles | Burlesque | Fancy Restaurant | Adventuring | No dates

Would my character…

Be the first one to ask them out? Yes | No

Confess their attraction first? Yes | No

Have sex on the first date? Yes | No

Lie to them? Yes | No

Fail to show for a date? Yes | No

Cuddle after sex? Yes | No

Marry them? Yes | No

Bail at the altar? Yes | No

Live till old age with them? Yes | No

Cheat on them? Yes | No

Have children/adopt? Yes | No

Die for them? Yes | No

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voidtouched-blue--[Prior]

Just as he explained, the Miqo'te began to fully relax. Her heaving breaths calmed, her writhing slowed, but her eyes remained locked open. Pupils still fixed into animal-like slits as her body would not let go of the fear and fury that coursed through her. She blinked slowly, and infrequently as she continued to fight the chemical calm that washed over her. Her bloody fingers fell nearly limp from Bryn's arm, but the force of her grip had left them fairly deep-set in his flesh. "Dangerous business being her Warden. I don't envy you, sir", the medicus let out an amused huff through his nostrils as he tucked bandages into his pocket. "By the time they're done with this one, you'll be covered in scars at this rate."

︻デ═一・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

It was a rough few minutes, with claws shifting in his arm, blood dripping down the sleeves of his coat, another one ruined, as he grunted and bore it, the pain, the blood, the shame of getting injured by a tied down and drugged medical patient. But bear it he did, breathing slow, and deep, and after those few minutes, he felt it begin.

A tingling, in his arm, around where her claws were buried, and a warmth spreading up and down his arm. He knew what it meant, what was happening, as he felt aether trying to stitch up broken skin, heal bloodied wounds, staunch the bleeding and patch up his wounds. But there was no way for it to actually complete the task, since her claws were still in there, still keeping the wound active and painful.

It was an unfortunate stroke of observance that the medicus noticed his wound, frowning up at him as he looked up, shaking his head as he muttered, "It's a light wound, hardly worth your time. I can stitch it myself if it needs it." Although he did wonder when, or if, she would let go. He shook his arm lightly, and got a tightening of her claws into his arm in response, scowling at her as he felt the wound deepen, and realized trying to tear his arm away would result in a wound that would definitely need stitches. He glanced down over the still thrashing Miqo'te and slowly realized that things were a bit...different.

In all the commotion up until now, he had not taken a great look at her, but now that he had a moment with her holding his arm, he could observe her in her weakened state. She had always had a light covering of blueish fur, but now, it seemed more evident. Like he would be able to run his hands through it and feel the fur tickling his palm. Not to mention, from what he could see of her neck and back, her dark blue stripes stuck out even more. As she growled and bared her fangs, he noted the way they were sharper, longer, more animalistic, like her behavior. And as he glanced down at her restrained legs, he had to do a double take. That is not a normal mortal's feet. They had shrunk, not as long, claws instead of nails, and her pinky toe seemed...almost gone, hardly there, like it was half fused with the rest of her foot. It was the same for them both, and for a long long moment, he swore he recognized the look of it, that it was--

Her cry jolted him back to the present, and he looked up at the medicus as he took the syringe and slowly began to inject Cyra. He was both appalled and a bit relieved, knowing she would at least stop struggling and no longer be a danger to herself or him, but to use the medicine like that, so readily. He didn't show his displeasure, just holding her as she slowly grew weaker and weaker, her slitted eyes still full of fury until she went under, her claws dropping from his arm and leaving the wounds to spurt blood for a moment before he removed his other hand from her shoulder and pressed his coat into the wounds, frowning at the wound, then Cyra, and finally the medicus, displeased with how deep the wounds were and sighing in annoyance.

"Maybe I do need the stitches. Don't worry about an anesthesia, just stitch it up quick." At least with stitches put in, they would be less likely to ask how or why he healed up so quickly. They would keep scrutiny off him, and if he pulled out the stitches at the right time, it would look like an actual healing wound. He had to be careful, always careful, no matter how much he wanted to help her.

[ rescue ] sender carries receiver to safety (from kai xoxo)

Kaleh'a was having a decidedly not fun time.

The number of times that he had actually gotten himself injured enough that he couldn't walk on his own two feet could be counted on one hand. And this time it was pushing him dangerously close to having to use two hands! What made it even worse was the fact that Kai, of all people, was carrying him away from the now slain beast!

When the blue haired Miqo'te had offered to pick him up after getting clipped by the beast's claws while the others finished it off, he had vehemently refused, claiming he could shoot from a sitting position with his bow, and that "so help me Twelve if you pick me up I will bite your ear off--!?"

All his complaints were rapidly silenced by the descriptively strong machinest bodily lifting him in a hold remarkably close to a princess carry, the blonde Miqo'te instinctively wrapping his arms around his neck as he hissed and spat in anger...but Kai's ear was still in tact.

With each step, Kaleh'a's laid back ears slowly relaxed, his snarl faded and then hisses died down, and slowly, he fell silent for a long few moments. The hold was warm, respectful to his injured lower leg, and left the archer calm. It was a few minutes more before there was a healer in sight, rushing towards them with magics ready, but they would swear on their life that they heard someone purring contently.

Kaleh'a swore it wasn't him.

🤥 for a lie-themed headcanon

Bryn: Ah, but what was the biggest lie the cursed Hyur ever told? Was it hiding his other form from those that trusted him? Was it lying about his upbringing and home life? No, nothing so trivial. It was the lie he lived, forcing himself to become a Garlean soldier. He had to make it believable, too, make it seem like he relished in the pain of the Garlean slaves, that he laughed at open talk of torture and hated his home land. His biggest lie was making himself so Garlean that he convinced a blue Miqo'te so thoroughly that he was the enemy, she did not believe he was actually trying to save her. That one haunts him, how that lie seemed far too much like the truth.

Kaleh'a: Okay he struggles when it comes to lying. Like think man is too honest for his own good. If he absolutely has to, he will lie somewhat convincingly, but he hates doing it. He firmly believes he should tell the truth to his friends, and expects they would do the same for him. It's gotten him in trouble, sure, but it also is why he is so rapidly trusted in many different circles. Fun times for the cheery cat boy!

[ fight ] sender gets into a physical fight with receiver [Bryn]

Seeing Marlowe try to hit him was... He couldn't quite place the feeling. Amusing, yes, but almost... Sad.

He was so much larger than her, and as her fists pounded against his chest, punch after punch raining down against a thick coat as anger and tears flashed over her face... He didn't even really feel it.

She was upset, angry, sad, scared, and lashing out, and he couldn't blame her, even as nails dragged over his cheek with a well timed lunge. Blood dropped down his cheek from the wound, and he finally reacted.

It didn't matter if she was slighter than he, it her punches barely registered. He was not one to just stand there and take it. His arms, his hands, they were around her in a flash, lifting her into the air by the waist, kicking legs and all, keeping her arms pinned to her side, and with a shift, forcing her head down and away from his head and neck, into his coated chest to keep her gnashing teeth from finding life giving blood.

As Marlowe kicked, with each blow to his shins, he slowly tightened his hold, tighter, slowly applying more and more pressure, wrapping her up as he rumbled out, "Enough."

And he just held her like that.

He let her kick, and yell, and scream. He let her curse his name, his person, his actions. But he held strong. And long. And tight. Until slowly she calmed. Until her anger was exhausted, and the blood on his cheek had dried and the wounds stopped oozing.

Bruised, battered shins shifted, and he set her down, but she was unharmed, and he slowly let his silver eyes find hers, murmuring, "Better?"