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[khorren]

With a bit of luck, next week I'll be able to order a new PC. Hooray. I can finally stop mentally sobbing over how much my computer can't handle a lot of modern games :D

So I'm going through the task of "oh, must find the license key for X program" and "oh, must move X folder over to storage" which will take several days cos I am a dumbass.

God bless local computer shops <3

[khorren]

a gravitational pull

Summary: Renira goes on a date with a very singular woman. Content warnings: sensuality/making out (M) Spoilers: None Note: Happy Lesbian visibility week! I may not be a lesbian but Ren is and I wanted to write this for ages now but just.. didn't, so here's one for a ship that could've been, but never was. Ft Babymander Nyra.

Renira doesn’t ordinarily meddle with targets that don’t concern her current mission. The Vigil, as far as her orders go, are allies and not people whose secrets she should be focused on. A secret here and there is fine, but there is a line that the agents can’t cross. Not when there’s General Soulkeeper and Warmaster Kernsson on sight as two high ranking officers. The Warmaster, maybe, if she were daring enough to attempt to spy on him again at such a time, but the General? 

She cannot risk it; not as a Lightbringer. Not when her squad relies on her in this way. 

Yet when Kernsson’s pretty apprentice starts chatting her up and asks her for a date, Renira is all too quick to agree. There is no shortage of pretty women, but there is a shortage of time. Now, after that whole business with Ajax Anvilburn is done with, she can take a break for one evening. It’s nothing serious, after all.

Then again, Renira does wonder if digging up info on your date before you even go out is standard practice for anyone who isn’t of the Whispers. Probably not. Alysannyra Ainsaph’s name has popped up here and there - starting with a file in bold, red letters called the Hero of Shaemoor. She has family here in Ebonhawke. And now, apparently, she has joined the Vigil and bears the title of Crusader. 

That’s where she makes herself stop. There need to be conversation topics. She cannot know everything in advance. 

“Nice dress, by the way,” Alysannyra says with a slight curve to the ends of her lips. “I see you’re taking cues from the locals.” She then pauses and joins her hands before her. Her lips, full and pink, are slightly parted. “I think it suits you, personally. We’d wear it belted in Rurikton, for the waist emphasis, but it looks good like this, I think. And I think the flower I chose works well with it? As if I’d known!”

Renira takes a deep breath. “Thank you,” she says and accepts the flowers - a vibrant yellow to match the pink of her dress, just as Alysannyra said - and gently holds them in her hand. Then Alysannyra offers her a hand and off on the streets of Ebonhawke they go. 

She looks good tonight. They look quite the pair, unintentionally so. The thought makes Renira smile. Nyra looks rather good in the traditional Ascalonian embroidered shirt and a jelek. The shirt is open enough to reveal her collarbones and the tightness of the vest makes her chest look pronounced. Her hair is long and loose, brushed but only barely, alternating between brown, red and blonde in the dying light of day. Her face is bare. 

Renira hasn’t seen eyes as blue in a while. Or maybe the lack of romantic attention in recent times finally reared its ugly head. While not that common, blue eyes aren’t exactly a rarity either. 

“Your hair changes color in the sunlight,” Renira says, by way of observation. Their footsteps fall in rhythm.

“Only the wisest of men know what my actual hair color is,” Nyra supplies, and lifts her eyebrows. “It has been foretold, certainly, that one who guesses it right will win my hand in marriage.” 

“Should I keep looking then?” Renira laughs. She likes the way Nyra talks. The dryness of her humor is refreshing. 

“If you like. I like to be looked at. If you guess right, you might get me to pop the question, Ascalonian style.” 

“Oh? I assume your heritage allows you for more insight on that particular topic than my few months of living here does?” Renira leans in - rather, down. Nyra’s hair smells of fresh herbs. 

Nyra lifts her head to meet her eyes. She holds her gaze. “I could show you, if you’d like,” she says. 

Renira hums. “There is time, Nyra.” She masks the extent of the excitement the response leaves in her. Nyra is a woman of the court, and she knows the art of conversation just as well as Renira does, yet not everyone acquires the charm needed to get to be as good as it can be. 

No, it’s not charm, not really. It feels like she has something of a gravitational pull that makes Renira unable to look away. The steadiness of her gaze, the warmth of her hand, scent of herbs and a hint of perfume, all coupled with her head held high, tempts Renira to bend down and kiss her then and there. When has she grown attracted to muscle on a woman? That is a new development. 

Not that she minds. 

Nyra’s smile is lopsided. “Enough time to squeeze a second date in?” 

Renira laughs. “Maybe. If I don’t make up my mind by the end of this one.” She pulls her closer. The eye contact breaks when she snakes their fingers tighter together and runs her nails over Nyra’s knuckles. “We aren’t even at the date location yet. The night is young.” 

And indeed, the sun has just set. The moon is just peeking through, an invited, observant figure to  the chatter of people and their joint hands. By the end of this, Renira thinks, she could have Nyra in her bed if she wanted to. And where would the harm be, if she has a willing participant? 

Nyra nods, pink in the face. “That is for you to decide, but in the meantime, I think a delicious meal awaits us.” 

And the food is good, admittedly, the kind both humans and charr would enjoy. Well done meat with kajmak, chopped onion that neither of them are touching, reflections of the bright yellow flower in the little rakija bottles. Turns out Nyra isn’t a fan of it. She takes one sip, swallows like a battleworn hero she is, and places it down with all the grace of a woman of the court. Renira downs hers in one chug. Nyra lifts a brow, as if impressed. 

And maybe alcohol did lower their inhibitions, but they’re kissing in a dimly lit street later, with Nyra on the tips of her toes and her hands around Renira’s shoulders. She’s a good kisser, it turns out. 

“Billiard rooms,” Nyra explains in between kisses. It’s a rather silly high society excuse to stare at people’s asses and steal a kiss. 

Renira slides her hands down and squeezes Nyra’s ass. She doesn’t need any overpriced rooms. “Were there any bets?” she asks, curiously. A part of her laughs, almost; is she as cocky as someone like Nyra can afford to be, to place a bet to be the best she’s ever kissed? She doesn’t voice it. 

There are many things she hasn’t been able to afford herself. There’s something so very aristocratic about the way Nyra carries herself, the way she grabs attention and stamps her seal all over it. Even now, red in the face, with lips darkened by kissing and lipstick, she knows she looks good, she knows the world should be watching her. 

Arrogance, Renira thinks. Arrogance that’s hardly ever faced a pushback. Arrogance that makes her want to fuck her against that very wall, in this very street. What a luxurious thing. 

“Nothing that went beyond tongues,” Nyra replies after a thought. “My parents have always been of the old, Ascalonian cut.” 

Renira tilts her head and licks at Nyra’s lower lip. “And you?” 

Nyra looks visibly distracted for a moment. “I’ve never been to Ebonhawke before,” she says. “Is that good enough?” 

“More than enough.” Enough to write in your file later. Tastes divine, is hardly in touch with where her parents came from. Looking to reconnect. Doesn’t care about the way things are done here. She places a kiss on her jaw. Nyra’s nails dig into Renira’s skin. She then kisses lower, to her exposed neck. 

Then, she then feels Nyra’s hands pushing her face away from her neck. Just as Renira was about to ask to leave her a little bite. Rude, she thinks and smiles. You arrogant, rude, sexy aristocrat. You just need to be in charge. Did the world see that? Or do you keep these things to yourself?

“I know a place where we can have more privacy,” Nyra says in a voice that doesn’t invite questioning. A command wrapped in a statement, and the quietness of the tone doesn’t take anything away from its force. She slides her hand down so it rests on Renira’s hip. “It’s not that far away. Come.” 

She then takes Renira’s hand and goes down the street, lipstick stains on her face and neck be damned. She walks like it all belongs to her, like she’s the queen of the fucking world, with her head held high. Without shame. Arrogant. 

Not arrogant. Proud. 

It takes Renira a lot to fall in love, but maybe this is a closer thing. Or maybe it’s the rakija, and the kissing, and the moon whispering in her ear, and the Ebonhawke and its pressing history and its proud descendant that’s holding her hand. 

Whatever it is, Renira slides into the night with her. 

It is, after all, a call she can’t say no to. 

[khorren]

Pro tip: If you're wanting this for the emote, but the shipping to you is the same, or more than the actual product, consider this:

Buy it for a US based friend!

The shipping is like 5 bucks as opposed to $lol. On the understanding that they give you the emote code. It's what I did. I paypald a friend the money, they ordered it (so I didn't need their personal info like address), and when it arrived like... 2-3 days later, they just gave me the code and they had weird coffee thing to try. Everyone wins.

Of course you might still be going "I aint paying money for an emote!" and that's fine. Hopefully it turns up in another promo some day :)

PSA but the last chance to buy the Mocha of the Mists coffee is April 30th. If you want the /sipcoffee emote, this might be the time to get it, because I'm not sure if anet is going to be offering it elsewhere after this.

Link here.

[khorren]

*pulls my Dragon-corrupted Kudu clone out the depths of my character roster* Time to set you loose into Tyria cus I'm obsessed with you again <3

[khorren]

Decided to make a roster of Necros I currently have.

Long wall of text below explaining each Necro!

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First is Saladbowld, my oldest Necro. I mainly use him for Fractals. He was created on Nov 20th, 2015 as a joke. I think I was talking about a sentient Caladbolg and made Saladbowld as kinda a gijinka. His initial design was very VERY different from his current look. I unfortunately do not have any screenshots of his baby years, but he used to have Caladbolg colors and the ponytail hairstyle. He was supposed to be a keyfarmer and I was supposed to delete him, but over the years I got too attached to him and now Saladbowld has a background concerning the Mad Realm. I used to use him for Labyrinth farming, but I've retired him from that.

I didn't make another Necro until May 31st, 2020, and that's when I created Somhanavir. Vir is based on one of my OCs from a story I was writing. His full name is Somhanavir Gabris von Hallow and he's a kind of mantid monster. He has no connections to anything in GW2 story/lorewise. I made Vir for WvW at the time when I was somewhat enjoying Scourge, and when Scourge was somewhat decent in zergs. These days, he's park at New Kaineng JP to collect my daily Jade Runestone.

Nov 27th, 2020 is when Lyikera was created. She was initially created to be a reincarnation of Trahearne after HoT. But now, her story ties in with being Aurene's half, literally being Aurene's twin sister as the two were born together when Mordremoth was vanquished. I still headcanon that she and Aurene both embody Trahearne thanks to Mordremoth's death when they absorbed the magic of the Jungle Elder Dragon. In my story, Trahearne was a part of that blast and now is a part of Lyikera and Aurene.

On Aug 21st, 2021 I created Belavalla. She doesn't have any deep lore, she was just my "Pale Reaper" who guides lost Sylvari back to the Dream. I headcanon that her face is unrecognized/incomprehensible to those not ready to return aka Not Dead Yet. But her face will appear as someone comforting to help ease dead Sylvari back to the Dream.

Mender Lunaria was created on Jun 23rd, 2022 as a companion toon to my Pale Reaver Solaria. My Lunaria was once a Sylvari who was unfortunately a victim and test subject to Ardjin. Ardjin successfully spliced her with a Melandru Stalker. Lunaria was one of the lucky experiments, as she retained her memories and escaped Ardjin's facility in Brisband to return to her Dearheart, Solaria.

Apr 22, 2023 is the creation of Oozwald. I'm prolly the only person in GW2 who's created an NPC clone based off the Inquest Technician who got turned into an Ooze in the Thaumanova Reactor Fractals lol

Jul 4th, 2023 comes Fish Lich. It is a Fish that is a Lich. That's it. No story as of now.

And my latest, current fascination is Hass (Has Seen Things). Created on Feb 29th 2024, he was supposed to be a kobold, but during character creation I couldn't stop laughing at the max-size eyes on one of the Asura faces and that's how he came to be. He uh doesn't have a story. Yet.

And that, for now, are all my Necros. Thank you for taking the time to read this!

[khorren]

ahh lets take pictures in dragonfall

*spends 30 minutes climbing to catch the airship, keeps missing, starting over, missing, st-*

yay i finally made it!

*zooms into 1st person, hides ui, holds screenshot button down*

kralkatorrik: explodes :) hehe reloads map!

:) oh!

#see also: oh it's daytime let's take some pictures #loads onto right character #gets right filter on #find right emote for pose #aaaaaand it's night #fffffffu-

[khorren]

because i cant do anything normally, i made a character specifically to get the fishing achieves on

i will fish while i netflix n chill....

[khorren]

I lose internet for entire weekend and as compensation gw2's free chest key gives me the skiff skin ;A;

#SQUEEKY BOAT!

[khorren]

Never posted Sienna's "new" look, whoops.

Post EoD, Sienna no longer has the job of keeping an eye on the Commander. She's still with the Whispers, but on a "as long as she needs it" hiatus / vacation from them. She was thrown into a life of sneaky spy murder from a young age and now she's taking the time to be soft, trust people, and just.... exist. Traveling with Camdinn (male sylvari), the pair are finding new adventures across Tyria while un-learning bad Whispers habits :)

(No, I don't know why she wears cat ears. They're just fun)

#sienna #gw2 #guild wars 2 #gw2 humans

[khorren]

Nettle's Diary: Excerpt, written on the back cover

I have finally returned to the Jungle where it all fell apart.

A different person stands here today than did those long years ago. Someone who has suffered, for certain. But someone who has also learned to live despite that. Someone who has grown, slowly, but surely.

I will not lie and say this is not difficult. So many things are. But isn't that what I have spent the years coming to terms with? I can do difficult things.

Perhaps I will write more on this. In a different journal, as this one holds too many painful memories. I will start fresh, and fill new pages with this chapter of my life.

One that, while still challenging, holds so much more hope.

[khorren]

Screenshot ask game 4 :)

Consider this Verdant Brink abyss-level propaganda, featuring my oldest mordrem, Kaerkis:

#stunning!

[khorren]

Um, so guys. We got this item lately, right?

https://wiki.guildwars2.com/wiki/Invisible_Cat_Cape

I ripped another outfit on my boy today, I usually do that in EotN (the one you teleport to via the EotN stone to claim your GW1 rewards). And today, at my character's feet I found this:

And so it happens my character wears this cape at the moment.

My guess is, invisible item can't just be an invisible item per se, it has to be an object to attach the data to, and well, I think this is it :D It's literally a mesh of a cat probably sitting on your back, that is 100% invisible.

#awesome find!

[khorren]

im REALLY tempted to remake iona into a different class. i miss her, i just dont really vibe with mesmer anymore so i never play her.

but i'd love to do some sort of post-dragons watch, retired iona thats traveling the world and checking back in on people shes helped in the past

#do eeeet :D

[khorren]

Skritt appreciation post

They send you shinies and love when you help them!

They’re so thankful when you help them, and that just gives me the warm fuzzies since they say thank you in about ten different ways.

And they give you advice! Look at this great advice. Look at it. 

AND THEY TELL REALLY COOL STORIES ABOUT YOU WHILE TELLING YOU TO STAY TRUE TO YOURSELF. 

#skritt #i love me some skritties <3

[khorren]

Today's asura day or something, idk.

Spruced up Yhalea a bit. She's not doing much at the moment besides holding kryptis essences, but still, she deserved to look nice :)

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #asura #gw2 asura #yhalea

[khorren]

"Would you like some tea?"

>"Sure!"

"Then you should go get some" *drinks entire tea set*

[khorren]

Local death-rat needs drinkies before getting to work in the morning

#gw2 #guild wars 2 #asura #gw2 asura #viianna