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There was no food in hand nor was Assan sleeping. Nirvaan had decided upon rectifying one of those things and it definitely wasn't the latter. He much preferred if the demigod was wide awake. However, he did have his Switch at the ready just in case the floor started looking comfortable to Assan at some point. And that would happen. It was basically a guarantee. Instead of worrying about that though, he had stopped to go get the other waffles that were just so much more expensive than they should've been. As he ran back up to the tiefling, he held the waffles out. "We could've stolen these if you were there. Do you know how much they're charging? Now that's a robbery. Anyway, I think that warrants a kiss."

@wardernirvaan location: Lupercalia notes: tuna

"Tuna tuna tuna," Assan sang as he danced to the sounds of Dawg in You as they played on the small side stage while one of the main events performed further up the fairgrounds. Assan didn't really care, he was just here to vibe, have a good time, and shake down Octavian for all that cake that he owed him. "tuna tuna tuna."

#d. assanx #dialogue. #all. assan #e. lupercalia2024 #assan: bro if i don't get that cake IMMA FUCKIN LOSE IT

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Nirvaan had been practicing a lot with his revenant because it felt like he really needed to. If Dareth had come back and he hadn't improved at all, then he would be disappointed in himself before the drow could ever be disappointed in him. But he'd been training! He'd been doing stuff. Things even. So he was prepared when Dareth came up to him after two very long months of separation. What he wanted to do was hug his sensei, but he didn't have time to even really react before the other was summoning his armor. "Uh...oh, wow. Okay. I was prepared, hold on," he said as he grabbed his sword. "Wait, shit. Should I be using my axe instead? Is the revenant an unfair advantage?"

@wardernirvaan location: Lupercal notes: fite fite fite

The honeymoon was over and it was good to be back, this was probably the longest that Dareth had gone without putting his blade to something, but one long weekend of mindless activities would be good for the soul. He'd spent the better part of the last two months on an isolated island with Meryasek so the fact that they were both still alive, and still in love had to be some kind of miracle. "Hey kid." Dareth greeted, glad to lay eyes on the younger warder again before he ruffled his blue hair and moved to pull him into a hug. Not quite like him but he was in a good mood. Dareth moved to take some distance as the aasimar's armor shimmered into place, deep scarlet and vaguely malevolent, Dareth wanted to get right down to business. "Show me what you've been working on." There had to be some kind of snowball jutsu or something.

#d. darethxshiral #dialogue. #all. dareth shiral #e. lupercalia2024

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Nirvaan had gotten another link this morning from his mom with another thing he was sure that she wanted, but he wasn't sure how he was supposed to get it. He didn't have any money. Nor did he have a job that really paid him any money. Well, maybe he could use the old five finger discount to get it. All he had to do was feed Assan and the demigod would probably help him. If he wasn't sleeping of course. Speaking of, he had to go meet up with the tiefling now. As soon as he got past his mom unsuccessfully. "Oh, I was just..." He paused because, well, what lie was he going to tell her? He couldn't even if he tried. Not that he ever wanted to lie to his mom in the first place. Hadn't he told her about anything that ever happened in his life? Like literally everything. "I'm going to meet up with Assan. You know...Lupercalia," he said with a smile as if she wasn't giving him that look.

@wardernirvaan location: Lunar Mountains notes: Hokage too busy?

Nobody did anything around here to help her. Meera had been vacuuming the same area of the living room for the last forty-five minutes, it was very nice of her son to buy this for her for Christmas after she'd sent him the link, but she thought that meant he might pick it up sometime and use it. She knew that he was so excited to go to that wolf party but if he thought he was going anywhere with this house looking a mess then he had another thing coming. "Where do you think you're going?" Meera's hand was on her hip, her glasses were on the tip of her nose, she meant business; if she didn't get to have fun then nobody was having fun.

#d. xmeerax #dialogue. #all. meera #e. lupercalia2024 #MOTHER

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@xmeerax

#misc. #m. meera #all. meera

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get loved loser, get absolutely fucking treasured

#misc. #m. assan #all. assan #hehe

[wardernirvaan]

DO REVENGE (2022)

#visage.

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Nirvaan would've been fine with just a peck on the lips. Really, he had been okay with the idea that they would simply kiss for a second and then go to eating the wings that Assan had so nicely bought for them. The key word there was 'them' because the tiefling definitely didn't like sharing his food. Nirvaan was lucky enough to get some of the food shared with him which obviously just meant that Assan liked him quite a lot. He wouldn't ask, but he just knew. So just one quick kiss would've been fine. A quick one. But then the other's tongue was in his mouth and then his tongue was in the demigod's mouth and...oh boy. It had been fifteen very long years. He'd gone longer considering the whole thing with Aurora, but that little bit of tongue was just distracting enough. When he pulled away, he kept his eyes closed. "Um...maybe just two? Yeah, two sounds great," he stated as he leaned back in. They'd get to the wings right after that.

Just one. Assan knew how this sneaky this fey was, one wrong move and the tiefling was going to wake up with his dick inside of Nirvaan all over again. Nope, not today, Assan and him were going to sit down and enjoy this meal together and there was nothing that Nirvaan could do or say that was going to dissuade him from this. "Sugar." Assan repeated as he touched the other's face lightly, the fey was always so cool to the touch, he was like the most comfortable side of a pillow all the time. He liked touching, liked doing a lot of things with it, but no, he had to be strong. This was how he fell into the trickster's deceptions but Assan was a warrior through and through, so when he leaned in to Nirvaan he only gave the other a little bit of tongue. Just a smidgen.

#d. assanx #dialogue. #all. assan

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Rish Shah for GQ Hype (ph: Sophie Ozera)

#visage.

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#visage.

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#visage. #nirvaan after training with the other warders for 1 minute

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"I'm sure we can figure out how to leave." Not that he needed to at the moment. There was an entire wedding, Aurora's birthday and a party to attend. There were plenty of things for Nirvaan to do and it felt like not enough time to do all of it. That was okay though. He would end up doing all of it and then he would just have to be tired at the end of the day. "As far as I'm aware, the snow is just as bad in Rome. The mortals might not be able to handle it. Which is pretty sad, but they'll be able to understand that the solstice is upon us and it's just a necessary part of our lives." He looked down at his axe at his side, hand on the hilt of it as if something could go wrong at any moment. Even though the two of them had made it to the end of the world, it felt like they couldn't have been more apart recently. Which meant that Nirvaan was always worried about how Tammy was doing. What he hadn't expected was the apology that came from the celestial elf's mouth. "My birthday passed. Barely any snow. I didn't get to celebrate because of...well, you know." He paused. "I don't expect you to be nice to me all the time, Tammy. You haven't been a bad friend. We've just both gone through a lot. Fifteen years is nothing to us, but it still felt like an eternity, didn't it?"

"It will be impossible to leave the realm at this rate," not that the elves were without their own abilities to overrule these sort of violent flurries but Tamlen... had a date. "It's like that in Rome, too, isn't it?" A barraging snow storm was something the once summer fey could learn to appreciate all things considered; there were so many things that had gone unsaid between the two friends but it felt strange, though completely like Tamlen, to override the occasion of Aurora's birthday and make it completely about him. At least it surfaced on the realm of an apology, "I've been avoiding you because I know I've not been a good friend; you're incredible and I can only hope that when it's your birthday, Aurora allows you a party and not just a smattering of snow."

#d. tamlenx #dialogue. #all. tamlen

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It really felt like none of them were supposed to be friends, but they were all technically warding the chancellors. Then again, Zahrya didn't have a warder. He just had a demon. And then Cloud was over there warding a drow. It all seemed a mess, but perhaps that was why they got along. To a degree. Obviously, his best friend was Tammy, but he still liked Inan. There wasn't a reason for him not to. Also, Nirvaan was definitely the type to befriend even people that didn't like him. Maybe it was that Talk No Jutsu coming into play. Not everyone liked him, but everyone was worthy of being liked. Even his dear drow friend Felandaris who he was absolutely going to call his friend again if they ran into each other. The sound of an arrow firing off caught his attention and he looked up in wonder as Inan hit every target. "Wow." He looked from the other warder to the targets again. "Can you teach me how to do that?" Nirvaan had always been much better with melee weapons than ranged.

@wardernirvaan @wardercloud @tamlenx location: Audule, Sun's Sands notes: let's say they rotate where they train for versatility (they're not vers obvs but u know) Also, not a fourway thread but more an open for the warders kiss kiss

They each weren't without their respective skills, Nirvaan had improved a great deal, Tamlen was something else entirely, and Cloud had been strong the entire time that Inan had known them. Even if they wrestled with their unseen demons now. Their magic as a whole had increased a great deal, but it was marginal when compared to the noble houses, multiplying something minimal didn't increase it by much, but a larger sum only grew the valley between the common elves and the elves of the noble houses all the more.

Noble protectors and dedicated guardians, would that Zahrya would take a warder instead of the demon he brought into his bed then they'd be nearly complete. "I saw you at that vampire function," a wedding, a birthday, the solstice, a party of all things; a series of distractions that Inan had participated in but was now prepared to put behind him. Three arrows whizzed through the air, each fired in quick succession as the projectiles lobbed through the air some distance away were each struck and brought down. Simple. "it wasn't anything like what I thought it would be." Inan had expected bloodshed, perhaps a fight, but he'd found none - at least none that hadn't been spilled without consent.

#d. warderinan #dialogue. #all. inan

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As much as Nirvaan always expected that the tiefling was talking a bunch of shit, he had a feeling that hadn't been the case this time. Which actually made him very happy. If Assan was proud of him, then clearly he was doing something right. Of course, he didn't really know if the demigod was actually proud, but it was nice to think that he was. It wasn't like the warder was going to beg for the other to speak in his mind if he didn't want to. There was a reason he didn't do it in the first place. Maybe something had happened or maybe Assan was just too dedicated to the bit by now. Either way, it didn't make him like the tiefling any less. Which was why he held on oh so tightly as they hugged. He didn't really want to let go, but he did because the chicken would probably start to get cold and there was nothing worse than cold chicken from Wingstop. "Tuna," was what he said in response as he tilted his head towards the chicken. "One sugar before the meal then?" Nirvaan tapped his lips again with a smile. He'd try just one more time.

Assan smiled because Nirvaan had smiled, and because he couldn't help but do that whenever the elf did. Elf, that's what Nirvaan was now, eladrin no more... Assan wondered if he could change someday too, something bigger or better than he was now. Someone even cooler, even stronger, which would be really hard to do considering how cool and strong he was already. Still, maybe it'd be worth all that effort, he absolutely could not let a brave little dweeb like Nirvaan surpass him; that was just not allowed. "Tuna." Assan said as he threw his arms around Nirvaan and hugged him, "Tuna tuna tuna."

#d. assanx #dialogue. #all. assan

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"Yeah." Nirvaan wished he had half as much confidence in himself that she had. Well, he guessed he did have quite a bit of it, but it honestly felt like a facade. Maybe he'd just been lying to himself, tricking himself into thinking he was capable of much more than he actually was. He'd made a revenant, but it felt like that was the only thing he'd done. Of course it wasn't though. He'd done a lot and he should've been patting himself on the back. He was certainly on the right track to becoming Hokage. One day it would happen. He'd just have to keep working at it. Without having to rely on that untapped power that he currently had at his disposal only when he was on the brink of death. "I don't know if I miss it as much as you."

She had lived for nearly a thousand years and so slowly as the undead years dragged on, the further her humanity became. She didn't need to blink, breathe or sleep and so she discarded such human habits and still the world continued to spin on its axis, even vampires could die and even though she kept her sireline close, the days would become colored by another cast of characters. She had sustained a lot of loss in her vampiric lifetime and yet those fifteen years where she was meant to lead the Senate allied army and lost nearly everyone but a small pool of survivors would become hard to forget or to brush underneath the rug. She never thought she'd find a shared spirit within an Fey, not after the transgressions that had happened between Venus and Titania and yet time had a way of proving even the impossible possible. "I will remain as I've always been, a Venus vampire and their Senator at that. I won't forget the power that we're able to access, the blinding white light that kept me alive when I should have died. I just wish I could be more in touch with that power, I miss it's electricity."

#d. aylacassia #dialogue. #all. ayla cassia

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"Okay." Nirvaan wasn't really sure what he was supposed to say to all of that honestly. Contrary to what he would have liked to believe about himself, he was not confident. He was terrified and riddled with self-doubt. His mother could tell him he was doing great until the wheels fell off, but that was her job. She couldn't lie and say he was better than he was though. Maybe it was just a motherly thing to always make your child feel like they were someone of importance. Meera did that often and she had raised him to be who he was, who Aurora was telling him he had been. He may not have been a great warrior, but he was still somebody that cared. Nirvaan cared about all of his friends and his family more than anyone ever could. He could only ever hope that would keep them alive now that everything was back how it was supposed to be. Sacrifices had been made to get them here and he had died in the process, but the people he cared about still had beating hearts and were wandering about as they should be. A short breath left his mouth. "I'm sorry. I...I know you didn't mean it like that. I'm just...I've seen you die twice now. Dareth, too. Assan wasn't even himself. Tammy was just...broken. And I couldn't do anything to help any of you. I tried so hard. I still try so hard and everything always falls apart. I can't go through it again, Aurora. I...I don't want to."

Aurora tilted her head, eyes wide. "Those are words I never said and would never say because I wouldn't ever believe them. What I've been trying to say is no one is asking you to do more than what you're already doing. And while I never once implied that you're not your mother and that you're not Dareth, I suppose it's still something that's true." Aurora said so, stubbornly pleased. "You are your own, a combination of the two and then some, born into a different world than their's. You are a great warrior, Nirvaan, but that's not all you're meant to be and I just- I thought that's how you felt." That he just wanted to make everyone happy; to see those he cared for flourish rather than just survive. "It's what I believed in for you and still do." How often had Nirvaan put down warcraft to play games and make people laugh? Now they just had more proof he was exactly the sort to help them all flourish: A creator, an ambassador of a once-extinct species, a maker of Revenants, something even beyond elf and, with his appreciation for the world outside their own, he was what Aurora saw as a leading example of a brighter future for elven kind.

"If you think trying to become this unstoppable warrior will make everything okay than reconsider that belief because it will hurt you, and it'll be nothing to do with lack of skill." Aurora thought back on believing if she just did one thing, if she just broke that damned curse, everything would be okay again. Nothing ever got to be so simple. "No warrior is so perfect, no matter how much those who live and die by the blade believe they can be. That's why I didn't choose any of them." Her head shook. "That's why I'm trying to say things happen that are beyond our control and you're assuming too much responsibility for those that love you. Call me presumptuous but we're not asking for that, not even me."

#d. wintersaurora #dialogue. #all. aurora tarlinydha de neves

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When Assan's hand had rested on his face, he'd definitely expected the other's voice in his head. Of course, that was never the case with the tiefling. Maybe that was why Nirvaan liked him so much. He never knew what to expect and that kept things so very exciting for him. Then again, every moment with Assan was an exciting one. Even if the demigod wasn't speaking actual words most of the time. A smile lifted onto his face as he just listened to the constant tuna's over and over again. Normally, he expected the other to just be talking shit about him, but he felt like this time was different. This time, he kept thinking that there was something much more important being said. He just really wished he knew what it was. But he would pretend. "You're so right. I'm going to be the best Hokage that these elves have ever seen." He paused, smile still firmly planted on his lips. "Did you want to eat the chicken now?"

Once when they'd met, Nirvaan had told Assan that someday he was going to be Hokage, whatever that meant; naturally, Nirvaan had preceded to explain it to him without being asked. The Hokage was the person who protected everyone, no matter what, the strongest ninja in the village or something. Assan was obviously much more handsome, strong, and cool, but Nirvaan had improved more in the last few months than most people did in their entire life. Assan felt the other's cold lips brush against his cheek and for the second or third time that day he made sure to devote all his attention onto the warder; his hand went to the side of Nirvaan's face as gray eyes smiled lightly back at the warder.

"You have to be one of the bravest people I've ever met, being around you makes me feel like-" how did Assan say this? "you make me feel like there's more to life than just eating or sleeping, like even someone as lazy as me might be able to do something when I really put my mind to it. You make me better, you make me braver, and I hope you know that someday when you're Hokage, you're going to look back on all this and see that it was just another step along your path. My mentor once left the court of the winter fey to live in exile, but I think if someone like you had been around he'd have stayed." Assan said all of this thoughtfully, but really all he was saying out loud was "tuna tuna tuna tuna" over and over again.

#d. assanx #dialogue. #all. assan

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Or not, he guessed. No sugar for him which really shouldn't have been all that surprising honestly. The last thing he should've done was ask Assan for anything when food was on the table in front of them. He wasn't going to take it personally for now. Especially considering the pout on the other's face. Nirvaan actually felt bad about it. There was all this chicken and here Assan was actually sharing it with him. That didn't happen all that often so he really should've been taking advantage of this moment. It was best if he did as to not actually offend the demigod. He'd just thought...no. Depressed dick wasn't fun at all probably. While all of that was going on in his head, he hadn't noticed Assan crouching down to the wings and blowing kisses at him. A short laugh came out of his mouth as he crouched down, too. A few kisses were blown towards the chicken and then he looked back at the tiefling. "I know you're not calling me a chicken." He leaned forward slightly to give Assan a peck on the cheek. "I really missed you."

Cool? Nirvaan? Unlikely. Assan was already halfway through unpacking the boxes of chicken wings though when Nirvaan told the tiefling what it was that he deserved. Sugar? Right now? When there were chicken wings to be eaten? Nirvaan might have been suffering and sad but that didn't give him the right to start saying crazy things. Assan popped open the last of the boxes and pointed towards them before he frowned, did Nirvaan not want them? Did he not like them? Assan had a way to make it all more enticing, he crouched down to get to level with the boxes of wings and made little kissy faces towards Nirvaan as if the fey should pucker up and kiss some wings with him. "Chicken?" That was a new word for Assan, for some reason, but it was nice, he liked the way it sounded. Not that he was calling Nirvaan a coward, he was actually kind of brave, and handsome, but also such a total dweeb.

#d. assanx #dialogue. #all. assan