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Swole City
YOLF:
Edelgard
She wasn't sure how much stranger than was supposed to sound than "Spearplain", "Red-Ring Forest", "Emerald River", or "Nexus City", but it got her to thinking. Some of the names here didn't resemble any of the languages she knew. Others were clearly descriptive. Yet others seemed to draw on dialects nobody used anymore. And Sakura, like many of the people of the northern realms, traced her line by a single surname attached to her birth name. Should she find some way to shorten her lenghty matronyms and patronyms? It made no sense to go solely by one of the earliest ones when others wouldn't have the context to know her. And of Edelgard's deed names, there was none she could wear anymore, least of all in a world where they had no stories behind them.
She was getting distracted. Blinking, she looked down on herself and back to Sakura.
"Maybe... clothes. Easier to wear. When traveling, I only had one set, and twill cloaks."
Edelgard had no shame of her body, or her vests. But she wouldn't admit she felt inappropriate, constantly at the side of Sakura, who changed her garbs so easily and often out of a vast arsenal, with no distinction of her own.
SINIB:
Sakura Edelfeldt
Sakura's cheeks flushed red a bit. How could she have been as discourtious as to leave her friend without proper garments, all while showing off her impressive array of outfits herself. "Ah. Sure, that'd be fine with me." She replied before taking a step closer, soaking in her friend's body type-she was firm, muscular, had cute ears, a nice tan, and a big butt. She walked around her in a slow circle, hand to her chin and examining her as if she were a work of art. "Mhhh, but what sort of outfits do you prefer? Stuff like mine? Maybe something looser?"
She circled back around to the front and smiled. "Well, trying things on is part of the fun, isn't it?" She offered Edelgard her hand with her palm facing up.
"Let's go."
YOLF:
Edelgard
There was a flattering energy to Sakura's attention like this, as if suddenly seeing her painted to the air of the city to complement her own colors was all that mattered to the younger woman. Her expectations were high, and the Forsaken didn't want to disappoint her. Edelgard loosened the hold on her spear and stretched her grip before clasping her other hand in Sakura's.
"Looser. Shorter is fine, too. Trust your taste," she said.
SINIB:
--- Quote from: YOLF on May 09, 2020, 03:15:57 AM ---Edelgard
There was a flattering energy to Sakura's attention like this, as if suddenly seeing her painted to the air of the city to complement her own colors was all that mattered to the younger woman. Her expectations were high, and the Forsaken didn't want to disappoint her. Edelgard loosened the hold on her spear and stretched her grip before clasping her other hand in Sakura's.
"Looser. Shorter is fine, too. Trust your taste," she said.
--- End quote ---
Sakura Edelfeldt
"Mhh mhh... And maybe some earings, or some more exotic adornments to compliment your form..." She clicked her tongue and chuckled. "Hold tight."
The shadows enveloped them once more, dragging them to a place with a little more class.
yinsukin:
Roman
Continued from the vampire district.
What am I doing?
The sun slowly drifted over the car, bathing Roman in what could only be called truth. He had heard legends of the swole city beaches, but never in his life did he think he would see it. All the patrons looked as if they spent the last few months being carved in marble. Aside from Elizebeth's domain, this was considered one of the sexiest places in the entire nexus, a place where human physicality and power were on full display. Despite even that, the sight before them paled in comparison to the three girls in the car with him. Whether they liked him or not, Roman was rolling up to the beach with three hot girls, all sculpted to physical perfection. One was even the damn vampire king, the same girl sitting in his lap right at this very moment.
"I am going to oogle you and I will not apologize," he said, looking at her with soft determined eyes. The words spoken were not just of a man unashamed of his words, but a man who would rather die than not admit his true intentions. In this moment, Roman was the bravest and most bold he had ever been in his entire life.
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