|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Dec 31, 2019 4:15:30 GMT
[break][break] [googlefont="Dancing Script"] [googlefont="Cinzel"] [googlefont="Glegoo"] [nospaces] [attr="class","sexy_container"]  [attr="class","sexy_text"] [attr="class","sexy_title"]Trikru [attr="class","sexy_date"]S E C O N D [attr="class","sexy_notes"]notes: none [break] While Alekay knew the moment the bunker door had closed all that time ago that the months that would come would be riddled with chaos . . . this, was not at all what he had expected. Octavia was still trying to gain control over the clans but one could not simply erase generations of tension and war. They would not abandon their politics and culture just because they were trapped here. Alekay wasn't one of the aggressive ones but he understood his people's perspective far more than the others.[break][break]
And then Skaikru had locked them out. Great. Just what they needed. Alekay fully intended to stay clear of all this chaos as no good would come of it. Certainly, they would figure out a way to get one. Some were already mindlessly banging on the door trying to break it down. He would not be one of the idiots among them. Instead, he went to his room, not seeing Mel there. Normally, he wouldn't be concerned but with what he saw happening around them, and the target that would inevitably be on Skaikru's back due to some of their people's actions . . . well, Alekay needed to find Mel.[break][break]
[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"
The bunker was big enough to hold 1200 people . . . but it wasn't that big where it would pose as an impossibility to find her. Besides, he knew the places she frequented. Walking down the hall towards one such place he already heard the commotion. His footsteps moved quicker to see that she was being held. By his people. "What are you doing? Let her go." He spoke in his native tongue. The others responded that Skaikru were trying to kill them all by hoarding the food. And that they would return the favour.[break][break]
Alekay stared at them, telling them once more to let her go as she was not a part of this. Reasoning with the logic that she would die anyway if they stayed locked out. The others, were not so amused. They questioned his loyalty, saying that he should stay true to Trikru. Yes. He should. But as soon as the sword was taken out, the blade drawn back in attempt to swing at Mel . . . Alekay had made his decision, without even thinking about it. He raced forward to block the blow, pushing Mel behind him, against the wall.
[break][break]
The other one lunged forward and Alekay countered the attack. Part of him didn't want to kill them but they did not hold the same attention. The commotion that now filled the room was that of the clanging of swords and sounds of combat. A sound that would not last long as Alekay pulled the sword of the second man. He locked eyes with him, telling him once again in their language that he shouldn't have made him do it. With the sword still gripped in hand but at his side, Alekay watched the man fall to the ground. Perhaps there were no separated clans after all. [break][break]
He turned to Mel, silently looking over her to make sure she was unharmed. "We need to go to our room," he told her, grabbed her hand with his free one and already pulling her towards the hall. There would be more where they came from. Skaikru were not safe on this side of the bunker. [break][break] [newclass=.sexy_container]width:450px; margin: 0 auto; border-radius: 4px;background-color: #0c0c0c; padding-bottom:15px; border: 1px solid #375131;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_text]font-family:cambria;font-size:12px;color:#ffffff;border-radius:2px;border:1px #375131 solid;background-color: #000000; padding:3px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title]font-family:Dancing Script;font-size:26px;color:#4b3d29;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title2]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:11px;color:#4b3d29;margin-top:-20px;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_date]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:10px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_quote]width:230px;font-family:Glegoo;font-size:20px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:center;border-top-left-radius:2px;border-bottom-left-radius:2px;border-left:1px #375131 solid;border-top:1px #375131 solid;border-bottom:1px #375131 solid;background-color:#0c0c0c;float:right;margin-right:-4px;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_notes]width:428px;font-family:Cinzel;font-size:10px;color:#ffffff;text-align:justify;margin-right:-5px;background-color:#0c0c0c;[/newclass] |
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Dec 31, 2019 3:59:15 GMT
[break][break] [googlefont="Dancing Script"] [googlefont="Cinzel"] [googlefont="Glegoo"] [nospaces] [attr="class","sexy_container"] [attr="class","sexy_text"] [attr="class","sexy_title"]Trikru [attr="class","sexy_date"]S E C O N D [attr="class","sexy_notes"]notes: none [break] Alekay looked at her as soon as she stirred, taking a few steps towards her in the even that she try to stand up and she may still be dizzy from . . . however long she was passed out for. Time seemed to be a difficult thing to keep track of when there was no sun to look at. His eyes quickly searched her over to see how coherent she was, but she spoke. That was a good side. It didn't seem like there was any long term effects of the substance they used to render everyone unconscious.[break][break]
[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"
She asked what happened and, that was an answer he doubted she would actually like. But in true Alekay fashion, he said it as simply as he could -- and yet not simply at all --. "We're married . . . still." Still married, because they had used that excuse before. He let that sink in before he closed the door to their small quarters, and leaned against the wall to look at her. This space would be shared among them for the next 5 years . . . and somehow, that wasn't entirely unappealing to him.[break][break]
"And this is our room," he added on, indicating that it was their room, and not his or hers . . . further revealing the shared space. "Only for the next five years anyway." Trying to pass it off as if that was no time at all. Though truth be told, being stuck inside closed quarters such as this . . . Alekay wasn't exactly sure he was going to cope well with it. And he knew for certain, others of his kind wouldn't either.
[/font][break][break] [/div] [/div] [/div] [newclass=.sexy_container]width:450px; margin: 0 auto; border-radius: 4px;background-color: #0c0c0c; padding-bottom:15px; border: 1px solid #375131;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_text]font-family:cambria;font-size:12px;color:#ffffff;border-radius:2px;border:1px #375131 solid;background-color: #000000; padding:3px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title]font-family:Dancing Script;font-size:26px;color:#4b3d29;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title2]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:11px;color:#4b3d29;margin-top:-20px;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_date]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:10px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_quote]width:230px;font-family:Glegoo;font-size:20px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:center;border-top-left-radius:2px;border-bottom-left-radius:2px;border-left:1px #375131 solid;border-top:1px #375131 solid;border-bottom:1px #375131 solid;background-color:#0c0c0c;float:right;margin-right:-4px;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_notes]width:428px;font-family:Cinzel;font-size:10px;color:#ffffff;text-align:justify;margin-right:-5px;background-color:#0c0c0c;[/newclass] [/div] |
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Dec 17, 2019 12:01:47 GMT
[break][break] [googlefont="Dancing Script"] [googlefont="Cinzel"] [googlefont="Glegoo"] [nospaces] [attr="class","sexy_container"] [attr="class","sexy_text"] [attr="class","sexy_title"]Trikru [attr="class","sexy_date"]S E C O N D [attr="class","sexy_notes"]notes: none [break] Things were utter chaos. They had found the bunker, only to be locked out of it by Skaikru, only for them to be . . . gassed out, apparently. It was all enough to make Alekay still doubtful of the outcome. As if the turn of events hadn't been shocking enough, he was selected. Selected to go in the bunker. Truth be told, he never thought he would be given that chance. He had defected, Formed a rogue army to overthrow the once Heda. But, they needed warriors. They needed at least a few strong fighters. Thus, Alekay was chosen. Had he had any family left, he would have advocated for them. Had his friends not been chosen as well, he would have tried to convince someone. Not all of them of course, but a few. Saying good bye to those who were not was beyond awkward. Some were trying to fight their way in, others had accepted their fate.[break][break]
[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"
Alekay was making his way to the entrance as he watched the others haul Skaikru out. He wouldn't have thought much of it, had he not suddenly saw an all too familiar unconscious person. He paused in his tracks, realizing . . . she had not been among the chosen. He could just walk away and let Skaikru do their thing as he minded his business. But, he somehow couldn't just walk away. Instead, he walked towards the body. She was alive at least. He glanced around him, before looking back at the woman. Taking a deep breath, he scooped her up in his arms, confidently making his way to the entrance. He was of course stopped, but he explained that this was his wife. And he might have taken it a step further but she didn't need to know the details.[break][break]
Once inside, everyone was appointed a room. Fortunately, they had their own -- as most 'married' couples did. He put her on the bed before standing at the thresshold of the door, watching the hustle and bustle of the hallways. He was not going to be there for the grand action of closing the bunker doors. It was a bittersweet feeling. To say goodbye to all they knew, so many people they knew. To now lived in such a confined space. But Alekay was not going to let the deeper thoughts effect his mood. He was just waiting for Mel to wake up so that he could fill her in on their cover . . . and explain why they would be sharing a room for the next five years.
[/font][break][break] [/div] [/div] [/div] [newclass=.sexy_container]width:450px; margin: 0 auto; border-radius: 4px;background-color: #0c0c0c; padding-bottom:15px; border: 1px solid #375131;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_text]font-family:cambria;font-size:12px;color:#ffffff;border-radius:2px;border:1px #375131 solid;background-color: #000000; padding:3px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title]font-family:Dancing Script;font-size:26px;color:#4b3d29;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title2]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:11px;color:#4b3d29;margin-top:-20px;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_date]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:10px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_quote]width:230px;font-family:Glegoo;font-size:20px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:center;border-top-left-radius:2px;border-bottom-left-radius:2px;border-left:1px #375131 solid;border-top:1px #375131 solid;border-bottom:1px #375131 solid;background-color:#0c0c0c;float:right;margin-right:-4px;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_notes]width:428px;font-family:Cinzel;font-size:10px;color:#ffffff;text-align:justify;margin-right:-5px;background-color:#0c0c0c;[/newclass] [/div] |
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Dec 16, 2019 3:44:26 GMT
[break][break] [googlefont="Dancing Script"] [googlefont="Cinzel"] [googlefont="Glegoo"] [nospaces] [attr="class","sexy_container"] [attr="class","sexy_text"] [attr="class","sexy_title"]Trikru [attr="class","sexy_date"]S E C O N D [attr="class","sexy_notes"]notes: none [break] He quite liked the fact that he couldn't predict what was she was going to do, and in this case, it was hit him. "I'm hurt. I'm bleeding everywhere." He used the exact same words she had when she had first seen him, though this time, his own tone was sarcastic and a bit teasing. While it did not hold the jovial undertone it usually did, it was still there. Despite the seriousness of the situation, Alekay was not one to fully embrace it. Perhaps, to a fault. For he still mourned the loss of all those he knew had not survived and perhaps this was part of his way of stalling to see them. Besides, her company was not . . . unwelcome.[break][break]
[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"
When she used fragmented words, he slightly rolled his eyes and miraculously, did as instructed. "Your English needs word," he taunted, though he knew exactly what she was doing. As she began to wipe away the blood, she asked him if he was hurt anywhere else. "Why, want me to take my shirt off again?" A reference to their first meeting. "Or see what you didn't get to." Still, a reference to their first meeting but referring to his pants this time. It was perhaps his own way of saying no, and if he was . . . it was numbed by all that was happening around them, and the growing, consuming need to avenge this attack along with all others the Mountain Men had inflicted upon his people.
[break][break] [newclass=.sexy_container]width:450px; margin: 0 auto; border-radius: 4px;background-color: #0c0c0c; padding-bottom:15px; border: 1px solid #375131;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_text]font-family:cambria;font-size:12px;color:#ffffff;border-radius:2px;border:1px #375131 solid;background-color: #000000; padding:3px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title]font-family:Dancing Script;font-size:26px;color:#4b3d29;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title2]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:11px;color:#4b3d29;margin-top:-20px;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_date]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:10px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_quote]width:230px;font-family:Glegoo;font-size:20px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:center;border-top-left-radius:2px;border-bottom-left-radius:2px;border-left:1px #375131 solid;border-top:1px #375131 solid;border-bottom:1px #375131 solid;background-color:#0c0c0c;float:right;margin-right:-4px;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_notes]width:428px;font-family:Cinzel;font-size:10px;color:#ffffff;text-align:justify;margin-right:-5px;background-color:#0c0c0c;[/newclass] |
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Dec 16, 2019 3:33:41 GMT
[break][break] [googlefont="Dancing Script"] [googlefont="Cinzel"] [googlefont="Glegoo"] [nospaces] [attr="class","sexy_container"] [attr="class","sexy_text"] [attr="class","sexy_title"]Trikru [attr="class","sexy_date"]S E C O N D [attr="class","sexy_notes"]notes: none [break] Oh and frazzled she was. She jumped towards him and took hold of his wrists to stop him. Well, that was closer and consisted of far more touching than he expected. He just paused and looked at her . . . he nose numping into him. He slightly raised an eyebrow as if confused by her reaction when in actuality, he was relieved for it. Where was the fun if she called his bluff as he had no intention of showing all of him. [break][break]
She then stated a simple enough word and Alekay was not going to challenge it. "You touch me. You smell me." He felt the need to point out that her hands had touched him and that her nose had touched his chest. While he knew it was an accident in her desperate attempt to halt his actions, he was pretending to mistake it for her taking in his scent. He leaned towards the side of her head, her hair and took in a slow, deep breath, returning the favour of 'smelling' her. "I smell you." They were even.[break][break]
[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"
When she moved toward the map and turned her back to him, he reached down to pull his shirt back on him and then stepped closer to where she was. "Ah! Map!" Feigned excitement, though he was acting as if it was one fo the few words he could recognize. "You . . . " He did the same motion of writing in the air, wondering how many times he could do it before she was annoyed with him. He moved so that he was standing next to her, right next to her. Perhaps a little too close. "Go." Waiting for her to start, even though he knew that he was technically supposed to be the one to get things going. If she thought teaching him her name was frustrating, well she was in for a treat.[break][break] [newclass=.sexy_container]width:450px; margin: 0 auto; border-radius: 4px;background-color: #0c0c0c; padding-bottom:15px; border: 1px solid #375131;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_text]font-family:cambria;font-size:12px;color:#ffffff;border-radius:2px;border:1px #375131 solid;background-color: #000000; padding:3px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title]font-family:Dancing Script;font-size:26px;color:#4b3d29;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title2]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:11px;color:#4b3d29;margin-top:-20px;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_date]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:10px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_quote]width:230px;font-family:Glegoo;font-size:20px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:center;border-top-left-radius:2px;border-bottom-left-radius:2px;border-left:1px #375131 solid;border-top:1px #375131 solid;border-bottom:1px #375131 solid;background-color:#0c0c0c;float:right;margin-right:-4px;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_notes]width:428px;font-family:Cinzel;font-size:10px;color:#ffffff;text-align:justify;margin-right:-5px;background-color:#0c0c0c;[/newclass] |
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Dec 16, 2019 3:18:45 GMT
[break][break] [googlefont="Dancing Script"] [googlefont="Cinzel"] [googlefont="Glegoo"] [nospaces] [attr="class","sexy_container"] [attr="class","sexy_text"] [attr="class","sexy_title"]Trikru [attr="class","sexy_date"]S E C O N D [attr="class","sexy_notes"]notes: none [break] She stated that he was hurt, that he was bleeding and . . . she sounded concerned. He didn't know why but he liked that she was. Their first meeting had brought him so much enjoyment and now their second one, held a far more grim circumstance. Interesting how extreme the conditions of their meetings were. "First aid?" He repeated. "As in, you help the first person you see?" That sounded stupid. There was a great deal about Skaikru culture that he did not understand. [break][break]
[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"
"If that's the case, then you should first aid someone else." Because there were those far worse off than he. His injuries were not life threatening, unlike ones that he was sure others had sustained. Was she a healer
though? Could she really help others? His skills in such areas were basic. More how to treat battle wounds in regards to sealing the injuries, bandaging them, and so on. But from the confidence she spoke with, she seemed to possess skills beyond that. How useful.[break][break] [newclass=.sexy_container]width:450px; margin: 0 auto; border-radius: 4px;background-color: #0c0c0c; padding-bottom:15px; border: 1px solid #375131;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_text]font-family:cambria;font-size:12px;color:#ffffff;border-radius:2px;border:1px #375131 solid;background-color: #000000; padding:3px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title]font-family:Dancing Script;font-size:26px;color:#4b3d29;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title2]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:11px;color:#4b3d29;margin-top:-20px;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_date]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:10px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_quote]width:230px;font-family:Glegoo;font-size:20px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:center;border-top-left-radius:2px;border-bottom-left-radius:2px;border-left:1px #375131 solid;border-top:1px #375131 solid;border-bottom:1px #375131 solid;background-color:#0c0c0c;float:right;margin-right:-4px;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_notes]width:428px;font-family:Cinzel;font-size:10px;color:#ffffff;text-align:justify;margin-right:-5px;background-color:#0c0c0c;[/newclass] |
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Dec 16, 2019 3:01:47 GMT
[break][break] [googlefont="Dancing Script"] [googlefont="Cinzel"] [googlefont="Glegoo"] [nospaces] [attr="class","sexy_container"] [attr="class","sexy_text"] [attr="class","sexy_title"]Trikru [attr="class","sexy_date"]S E C O N D [attr="class","sexy_notes"]notes: none [break] This was hilarious! She was trying so hard and Alekay was thoroughly amused. The hardest part of this entire facade was keeping a straight face. The pretending was easy, the misleading simple . . . it was hiding the amusement that was a challenge. "No," he stated adamantly. He was about to misunderstand her
attempt to understand his initial misunderstanding. How delightfully convoluted. "You no Mel." He stressed the letter the same way she did, though now it sounded like male. "Me, Mel." Male. Did she need proof? Cause he was about to give it. [break][break]
He moved to take off the first layer of his vest and let it fall to the ground, before proceeding to remove any other coverings, and pulling off his tunic so that his chest was bare to her. He had no shame, nor shyness, but as he had thought before, he wanted to see how uncomfortable he could make her. "I," he patted his now bare
chest a couple of times. "Mel." Male. But saying her name in this context was too funny, even if she didn't realize the humour. [break][break]
[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"
"You see?" He didn't even wait for an answer, his question sounding as if she needed more proof. While he had no shame, he also didn't frequently strip down like this in front of strangers -- especially Skakru. "See more." And with that, his hands went to the belt of his trousers, as if working to pull it out when really, he was just seeing how quick she would be to stop him. If the tongue comment had left her frazzled, he couldn't wait to see how she would react to this.[break][break] [newclass=.sexy_container]width:450px; margin: 0 auto; border-radius: 4px;background-color: #0c0c0c; padding-bottom:15px; border: 1px solid #375131;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_text]font-family:cambria;font-size:12px;color:#ffffff;border-radius:2px;border:1px #375131 solid;background-color: #000000; padding:3px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title]font-family:Dancing Script;font-size:26px;color:#4b3d29;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title2]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:11px;color:#4b3d29;margin-top:-20px;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_date]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:10px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_quote]width:230px;font-family:Glegoo;font-size:20px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:center;border-top-left-radius:2px;border-bottom-left-radius:2px;border-left:1px #375131 solid;border-top:1px #375131 solid;border-bottom:1px #375131 solid;background-color:#0c0c0c;float:right;margin-right:-4px;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_notes]width:428px;font-family:Cinzel;font-size:10px;color:#ffffff;text-align:justify;margin-right:-5px;background-color:#0c0c0c;[/newclass] |
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Dec 16, 2019 2:47:56 GMT
[break][break] [googlefont="Dancing Script"] [googlefont="Cinzel"] [googlefont="Glegoo"] [nospaces] [attr="class","sexy_container"] [attr="class","sexy_text"] [attr="class","sexy_title"]Trikru [attr="class","sexy_date"]S E C O N D [attr="class","sexy_notes"]notes: none [break] It had happened so suddenly. No warning. No time to brace oneself. This was exactly why it had seemed unthinkable that they could bring down the Mountain Men. The weapons they had could wipe out clans. Point proven
with whatever they had launched upon the camp that sent destruction and chaos among them. Alekay was thrown back in the strength of the explosion, rubble tumbling upon him but it was the pointed wood that struck across his chest that drew the most blood. Cuts and scrapes upon his face but it was unconcerning to him. Especially as he turned his head and asw one of his brothers in arms staring right at him. Eyes open. Too open. With no life left in his body. [break][break]
Alekay grunted as he attempted to push the rubble off of him, having left him a bit winded but it had not crushed him unlike it had his friend. He pulled out the piece of wood from his chest -- wise or not -- and scrambled to his friend's side. He felt the loss deep within his heart, but to die in battle was a great honour. He whispered the words of a fallen warrior, his hand moving to close his friend's eyes, quietly promising to avenge him. Yes. They would most certainly bring the mountain down. [break][break]
[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"
A familiar voice broke him from his focus and . . . he wasn't sure why, but he remembered the voice all too well. He recognized it all too easily. Asking if anyone was hurt. "Probably!" He yelled back. While he was not one to take things too seriously, he knew this was a serious situation and still . . . he retorted with a less than serious response. Though, not untrue. [break][break]
He did take the opportunity to look around him to see the extent of the damage. To see how many people had fallen in this unforeseen attack. The smoke distorting the sight around him but as the familiar woman came into view, Alekay moved to stand up. His eyes instinctively looked her over, seeing she was unharmed. A reflexive action no easier explained than why he was able to recognize her voice so distinctly. "And what exactly are you going to do about it?" He asked teasingly, though there was no humour in his words as there should have been -- considering the circumstances. [break][break][break][break] [newclass=.sexy_container]width:450px; margin: 0 auto; border-radius: 4px;background-color: #0c0c0c; padding-bottom:15px; border: 1px solid #375131;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_text]font-family:cambria;font-size:12px;color:#ffffff;border-radius:2px;border:1px #375131 solid;background-color: #000000; padding:3px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title]font-family:Dancing Script;font-size:26px;color:#4b3d29;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title2]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:11px;color:#4b3d29;margin-top:-20px;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_date]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:10px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_quote]width:230px;font-family:Glegoo;font-size:20px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:center;border-top-left-radius:2px;border-bottom-left-radius:2px;border-left:1px #375131 solid;border-top:1px #375131 solid;border-bottom:1px #375131 solid;background-color:#0c0c0c;float:right;margin-right:-4px;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_notes]width:428px;font-family:Cinzel;font-size:10px;color:#ffffff;text-align:justify;margin-right:-5px;background-color:#0c0c0c;[/newclass] |
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Dec 16, 2019 2:27:00 GMT
[break][break] [googlefont="Dancing Script"] [googlefont="Cinzel"] [googlefont="Glegoo"] [nospaces] [attr="class","sexy_container"] [attr="class","sexy_text"] [attr="class","sexy_title"]Trikru [attr="class","sexy_date"]S E C O N D [attr="class","sexy_notes"]notes: none [break] Polis was in chaos. People were getting treated for their injuries, some worse than others. And others, were mourning their losses. And well, there were a lot of them. Alekay had been on battlegrounds a plenty but all this felt far . . . worse. Worse than he had ever seen. He was one of the many that had been pushed from the tower in attempt to climb and infiltrate it. Fortunately, his only injury was a broken arm which had been moved into a sling. That, and he had something called a concussion. Whatever that was, Alekay couldn't even spell the word. Just some jargon made up by Skaikru healers.[break][break]
No. He was far more interested in the others. One in particular as he had heard she'd been one of the crucified victims. But, she lived. And he wanted to see that for himself. Despite the . . . tension that he assumed was going to be present among them. He had after all, fled the Trikru army, formed his own rogue army to overthrow Lexa and . . . basically defected. A once second to Chief Indra, he had become a renegade. Though laws all seemed to be obsolete in the wake of
a greater threat.[break][break]
[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"
He managed to ask the right people as they directed him to where most of the crucified victims were being treated. Their wounds among some of the worst, apart from the people who had fallen from the tower at higher heights than him. He saw her lying there, hands wrapped in bandages. He doubted his company was welcome, but as he saw no one else near, he decided to take the risk. After all, it wasn't as if she could run him through right now which was perhaps the worst way this conversation could go. [break][break]
"I always knew that even an army could not bring you down," he stated in their native tongue. Words meant in compliment, but also truth. That even an army of Skaikru -- as he had heard what had happened -- and even this army of both his people and that of Skaikru, was still not enough to bring down Indra. It was why she was their chief after all.
[break][break][break][break] [break] [attr="class","sexy_title2"]tag: Indra [newclass=.sexy_container]width:450px; margin: 0 auto; border-radius: 4px;background-color: #0c0c0c; padding-bottom:15px; border: 1px solid #375131;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_text]font-family:cambria;font-size:12px;color:#ffffff;border-radius:2px;border:1px #375131 solid;background-color: #000000; padding:3px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title]font-family:Dancing Script;font-size:26px;color:#4b3d29;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title2]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:11px;color:#4b3d29;margin-top:-20px;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_date]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:10px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_quote]width:230px;font-family:Glegoo;font-size:20px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:center;border-top-left-radius:2px;border-bottom-left-radius:2px;border-left:1px #375131 solid;border-top:1px #375131 solid;border-bottom:1px #375131 solid;background-color:#0c0c0c;float:right;margin-right:-4px;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_notes]width:428px;font-family:Cinzel;font-size:10px;color:#ffffff;text-align:justify;margin-right:-5px;background-color:#0c0c0c;[/newclass] |
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Dec 16, 2019 2:11:36 GMT
[break][break] [googlefont="Dancing Script"] [googlefont="Cinzel"] [googlefont="Glegoo"] [nospaces] [attr="class","sexy_container"] [attr="class","sexy_text"] [attr="class","sexy_title"]Trikru [attr="class","sexy_date"]S E C O N D [attr="class","sexy_notes"]notes: none [break] Oh. Wow. She believed him. She actually believed him. Furthermore, she was being -- dare he say -- nice about it. Both things were surprising but then, this was Skaikru after all. Yet that thought had him focused more on the latter realization: she was being nice about it. How, odd. But he wasn't about to give up the facade. He wanted to see how long he could keep this going for. He looked at her with a feigned quizzical look as she introduced herself. He had to hold back the laughter as she used gestures and spoke slowly to him. This was too funny. And it would only get funnier if he was able to withhold the amusement. [break][break]
Mel. "Meel," he repeated, enunciating it and stretching the e more than he should. "Ah! Meel!" He announced with sudden realization, granted, this was all a farce but she didn't seem to know that -- yet. He put his hand on his stomach and rubbed it. "Mmmmmm, meeeeeeeel." Clearly, 'mistaking' her name for another word. Mel. Three letters, easy. But Alekay was not about to make any of this easy. [break][break]
[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"
So, just to recap . . . "You," he motioned with his hand again, writing in the air. "Me," he put his hand on his chest. "Use tongue." To speak, of course. But the internal laughter Alekay was fighting to suppress was a battle he feared he was eventually going to lose. "On you." On you, with you, same difference. He wondered just how uncomfortable -- if at all -- he could make this Skaikru woman. [break][break]
[break][break][break][break] [newclass=.sexy_container]width:450px; margin: 0 auto; border-radius: 4px;background-color: #0c0c0c; padding-bottom:15px; border: 1px solid #375131;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_text]font-family:cambria;font-size:12px;color:#ffffff;border-radius:2px;border:1px #375131 solid;background-color: #000000; padding:3px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title]font-family:Dancing Script;font-size:26px;color:#4b3d29;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title2]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:11px;color:#4b3d29;margin-top:-20px;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_date]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:10px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_quote]width:230px;font-family:Glegoo;font-size:20px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:center;border-top-left-radius:2px;border-bottom-left-radius:2px;border-left:1px #375131 solid;border-top:1px #375131 solid;border-bottom:1px #375131 solid;background-color:#0c0c0c;float:right;margin-right:-4px;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_notes]width:428px;font-family:Cinzel;font-size:10px;color:#ffffff;text-align:justify;margin-right:-5px;background-color:#0c0c0c;[/newclass] |
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Dec 16, 2019 1:06:15 GMT
[break][break] [googlefont="Dancing Script"] [googlefont="Cinzel"] [googlefont="Glegoo"] [nospaces] [attr="class","sexy_container"] [attr="class","sexy_text"] [attr="class","sexy_title"]Trikru [attr="class","sexy_date"]S E C O N D [attr="class","sexy_notes"]notes: none [break] The Trikru warriors were having misgivings about this entire arrangement, and Alekay was no exception. To accept the help of those deemed their enemy was not exactly easy, but if it meant bringing down the Mountain Men, then he would do whatever necessary. Too many of their people had fallen by their hands and it was time to turn the tides. Still. It didn't make him embrace Skaikru with open arms. In fact, since Alekay had gotten to their
camp, he had been mocking and ridiculing them along with a few of his fellow warriors. In their own tongue of course, though he imagined the chuckles and smirks that he directed towards some of them made it fairly obvious.[break][break]
He only stopped when he was approached with a task that sounded horribly boring. He was going to help line the territories on a map so that they could plan their routes. It sounded dull, but Alekay was not one to openly defy orders . . . not ones like this anyway. He was after all a warrior and Indra's second. He supposed he'd have to play nice
and accept the task that he was given little to no choice in.[break][break]
[attr="class","sexy_quote"]"Jus drein jus daun ... blood must have blood"
Hen was led to a tent where someone from Skaikru was already waiting. He eyed her, the other person explaining that she would be scribing while he gave her the information. It appeared there would be some fun had in the seemingly dull
task. He continued to eye her. A pretty little thing . . . for Skaikru. Standing in silence, one he hoped would be awkward for her, he finally spoke.[break][break]
"You . . . " He motioned with his hand, pretending to write in the air, just like he purposely left his sentence fragmented, acting as if his English wasn't any good. It was the language of enemies and while he was fluent in it, as most warriors were . . . he wondered how long he could get away with not knowing how to speak it. As he previously decided, he had to have at least a little fun in this mundane task, yet with her company, he doubted it would be difficult to do so.
[break][break][break][break] [newclass=.sexy_container]width:450px; margin: 0 auto; border-radius: 4px;background-color: #0c0c0c; padding-bottom:15px; border: 1px solid #375131;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_text]font-family:cambria;font-size:12px;color:#ffffff;border-radius:2px;border:1px #375131 solid;background-color: #000000; padding:3px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title]font-family:Dancing Script;font-size:26px;color:#4b3d29;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_title2]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:11px;color:#4b3d29;margin-top:-20px;font-weight:bold;margin-bottom:-10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_date]font-family:Glegoo;font-size:10px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_quote]width:230px;font-family:Glegoo;font-size:20px;color:#4b3d29;text-align:center;border-top-left-radius:2px;border-bottom-left-radius:2px;border-left:1px #375131 solid;border-top:1px #375131 solid;border-bottom:1px #375131 solid;background-color:#0c0c0c;float:right;margin-right:-4px;margin-left:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.sexy_notes]width:428px;font-family:Cinzel;font-size:10px;color:#ffffff;text-align:justify;margin-right:-5px;background-color:#0c0c0c;[/newclass] |
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Jun 5, 2017 1:19:52 GMT
Alekay smiled, a gleam of amusement evident in his gaze as she told him about the 'story' she would tell. Perhaps part of the fun he had in provoking her, was the way she handled it. The way she countered him. She always took it so well though instead of him feeling guilty for the merciless teasing, he felt encouraged. Some may consider that the mind of a child . . . but Alekay could not help it. "Don't be such a tease," he said with playful accusation as she threatened to hit him, acting as if he wouldn't mind. Which, he wouldn't he supposed. He liked getting a rise out of her. When she said the words though, he smiled. Briefly distracted by the his people's language sounded falling from her tongue. It was, more beautiful than he had ever heard it before. But he concealed such sentiment. Part of him had thought to make her actually say it tomorrow in front of a crowd -- not that he would let a stranger kiss her.
But now, he couldn't resist the temptation to fulfill the request that she didn't even know she was making. "Well, if you insist . . . " He began to say and leaned forward until his lips touched hers. In what was meant to be a brief kiss, one that he was going to pull away from . . . the contact left him, overwhelmed. The sentiment, the impact of it stronger than he could have ever anticipated. So instead of immediately drawing back, he let it linger, mouth gently moving against hers until he regained enough sense to know that if he didn't pull back now . . . he would lack the strength to for several more moments. So slowly, he eased out of it, opened his eyes to gaze at her and try to see what expression he saw there. "You're going to hit me now, aren't you?" He asked somewhat rhetorically.
|
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Jun 5, 2017 1:12:24 GMT
Alekay smiled through the kiss at her reaction, the playful hit to his shoulder which . . . oddly enough, only turned him on more. Because soon enough, she was pulling him closer. Her entire body was making his come alive, as it so often did. But perhaps this time was different, because she had initiated it with so much fervent desire. And, the feeling was certainly mutual. His mouth moved eagerly against hers, coaxing her lips further apart to delve his tongue inside and drink in her delicious taste. His hands were already working to get her clothes off, feeling her own nails dig into his skin.
Her words coursed delight through him, hearing her vocalize what she wanted. He pulled her shirt off, breaking the contact of their lips for a brief moment as he tossed the garment to the side. "Tell me what else you want," he breathed against the skin of her cheek in between kisses. "And maybe, I'll listen," he added on teasingly. His hands went to her pants, purposely focusing on undressing her more rather than himself to counter her vocalized desire, though he knew he was not going to be able to resist her for long, feeling himself already heightened with arousal and need.
|
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Jun 4, 2017 17:10:09 GMT
There was something so endearing about that look she gave him. Something about it made his heart beat heavier in his chest. He continued to smile as she expressed her disapproval with the suggestion, reminding him of the words he had said to her. "Oh I meant it, and I told the others as much," he told her, continuing the joke, even though she had said he better be kidding. He was having too much fun to admit that he actually was. "I told them you were utterly useless at heavy lifting," he said teasingly. He knew Lilly was strong in ways that made him attracted to her. But, he couldn't exactly admit that now could he. "I did say that you were a skilled story teller though. So they'll be expecting that from you tomorrow." he paused, casually taking off his sword and over layer, leaving the under layer of clothing still on.
"Oh by the way, the villagers don't speak English, so I hope you've been picking up on our language." Because, they both knew the pressures of that, considering what would happen if Lilly was discovered as a Skai person. Alekay looked at her, moving to stand before her once more. "Don't worry, I'll give you a tip. Always start a story with this phrase." He led her to the bed and sat her on the edge of it as he joined her, sitting next to her. "Repeat after me: Smuch op ai." Kiss me.
|
|
|
Grounder | Trikru
Warrior | Second
Occupation
|
Offline
Oct 26, 2021 17:39:55 GMT
Tag me @alekay
|
|
Post by Alekay on Jun 4, 2017 16:56:54 GMT
Alekay had been engrossed in the fire, though it was not the flames he was distracted by. He was thinking about Lilly. About everything that was happening. What had developed between them was more special than he could have ever predicted or anticipated. He didn't know where they were to go or what they were going to do in the midst of this ALIE threat. But he did know that having her near had turned from a temporary situation . . . to what he felt now which was, he didn't want her from his side. He was pulled from his thoughts when he heard his name from her, trying to determine the tone in which she said it. he didn't have to wonder for long though, because she advanced toward him and pushed him back against the wall before capturing his lips.
Surprise over the actions caused him to briefly freeze, before he regained enough sense to response. "Ow, my back!" He said, breaking the kiss in feigned pain. It lasted only a moment before a smile replaced the expression. "Just kidding," he added, his arm wrapping around her and pulling her firmly against him, lips returning to hers hungrily as he deeply kissed her. His arm around her moved so that his hand slid down her back, breathing heavily into the kiss as his other hand rested on her waist, sliding up and under her shirt to feel the warmth of her skin, rather enjoying this side to her and finding it highly arousing.
|
|
