A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Non-Adult Sandbox =&gt; Non-Adult Roleplays =&gt; Topic started by: okintsukoro on September 10, 2019, 12:10:49 am</h2>
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				Title: <strong>A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 12:10:49 am</strong>
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				It was a time of great wonder and mystery. Not all lands had been traversed, but there were a decent number of civilizations. Some even grew into kingdoms. But, big or small, it mattered not to the man who rode in what appeared to be a decently size carriage, black with grey decor along the edges to help it blend in under the cover of night. Even the windows were tinted to keep outsiders from being able to peer inside who was riding, while allowing the man within to be able to look out.<br><br>But, as it was daybreak, the man had to rely on the cover of the bare autumn trees to obscure his seemingly driverless carriage. The horses themselves were just as dark as their burden, with dark green eyes and the red insides of their mouths being the only other colors that could be seen every so often.<br><br>As the carriage carried on a casual pace on the slightly bumpy terrain, the man looked out the surroundings with a bored expression. He had come this way before a number of times, and some of those times resulted in meeting up with a nomad tribe of sorts who seemed more than willing to take his deceased monsters in exchange for treasure. After all, a monster's parts, even while not taken fresh, were still worth a sum on the market, as well as having their uses in all sorts of magics.<br><br>In a nearby cage inside the carriage, a growl could be heard from an irritated monster, who looked to be some form of werewolf, save it was more feline in form rather than wolf. His muzzle was cuffed and a collar with a chain kept him bound to the wall of the cage.<br><br>The man, named Alden, sighed, his green eyes glancing away from the empty scenery to his feline companion.<br><br>"I know you're bored, Vitae. But don't worry... we'll have you out and about soon enough," he assured the monster softly, a faint smile gracing his pale white lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 09:18:32 am</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)]</div><br>The aromas of incense, perfumes, and spices filled the air, pleasing to the nostrils of all who visited the camp of the Fullarrow Tribe. They welcomed visitors with open arms, but their embraces were always half-hearted, for they had little intention of inviting any of these visitors to stay with them.<br><br>Prince Abir emerged from his tent, breathing in the sweet air of a new day and facing the warm sunlight with closed eyes. Ah, life was good for those of the Fullarrow Tribe. He could hardly imagine how anyone else actually managed to enjoy life without being on the road while clad in the finest silks and brightest jewels.<br><br>Among the crowd, he spotted a man in a hood. He had seen this man before. A monster hunter, so the people of the tribe said. Prince Abir always found such adventurous men to be dashing, fascinating, and even alluring. Adjusting the belt on his colorful robes and brushing back his long, blond hair with one hand, Prince Abir approached the monster hunter with a friendly smile.<br><br>"Welcome issin," he said, giving a slight bow of his head. He stood just a little shorter than the monster hunter, and already imagined himself wrapped up in his strong arms. "What brings you to our camp?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 10:40:54 am</strong>
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				When Alden's carriage finally stopped by the camp, he could see plenty of people already going about their day. However, as he opened the door and stepped out with his hood up, he spotted a young man he had never encountered before. Judging by the way he dressed and presented himself, however, Alden could tell he was some form of nobility. At least, whatever equivalent it would be in a nomadic tribe.<br><br>He was a little surprised that that man chose to greet him with a bow and a friendly smile, as he usually found most people he met to be wary of him. Still, the monster collector offered a light bow of his own head, mostly out of politeness.<br><br>"Well, one of the monsters in my care has sadly passed. However, I know their parts have a variety of uses, and so would like to make a trade for however much you're willing to part with. It will go towards funding for the care for the rest of my menagerie," he spoke in calm yet somewhat deep tone.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 11:00:19 am</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)]</div>Such a smooth voice. Between his looks, his obvious courage, his voice, and his sense of style, Prince Abir was certain he'd just fallen in love with this man. His heart pounded in his chest, like drums around the fire.<br><br>Musicians nearby played their wind instruments, adding music to the beauty of this moment.<br><br>Prince Abir gave a sympathetic look. "Sorry to hear one of the monsters died. But, we may have use for the parts, like you said. Care to meet with me in my tent and we can discuss a fair trade?" Prince Abir gestured to one of the taller tents nearby, one marked with a series of symbols. Outsiders would just see them as decorations, but those within the tribe knew that this marked the home of one of the king's many sons.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 12:30:08 pm</strong>
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				Alden raised an eyebrow curiously as to how this man was willing to take on the discussion himself. Usually he would’ve been delegated to the chief of the tribe. His suspicions that this young man was in a position of power here were slowly being confirmed. Still, he wanted to be sure.<br><br>“Perhaps. I don’t believe I’ve seen you here before. If I may ask who I’ll be talking business with...?” he asked, essentially attempting to get the man to introduce himself before following him anywhere. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 12:37:29 pm</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)]</div><br>Ah. An opportunity to impress this handsome stranger. Prince Abir flicked back a lock of his long hair, rested both of his fists on his hips, and thrust those hips forward slightly, a proud stance. "I am Prince Abir, third-born son of King Kasim of the Fullarrow Tribe."<br><br>Surely, this stranger would be as impressed with both Abir's title and his beauty as Abir himself was with the stranger's. Who in their right mind didn't relish the opportunity to spend time with a gorgeous young prince from the most wondrous tribe in all the world?<br><br>"Tell me your name too."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 12:52:11 pm</strong>
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				Alden was a bit surprised to hear that the chief had any heirs. Third born? He hadn’t recalled meeting this man’s siblings. Still, he could tell by the way Abir carried himself that he was more than a bit prideful of his position. Not that he wasn’t happy for this man for having the good fortune of being born well off, but Alden himself only saw money as a means to an end.<br><br>When the man asked that the collector also introduce himself, he put on a slightly amused smirk, coupled with a soft chuckle.<br><br>“Very well. I suppose it’s only fair.” He pulled down his hood, revealing his curly black locks of short hair, black streaks adorning his white face. The part of his neck that wasn’t clothed seemed to be pitch black, as if this odd coloring was simply how his flesh looked naturally.<br><br>He gave a more cordial bow, opening his cloak slightly in the process to reveal his belt which carried various vessels and containers strapped, as well as a ring of keys.<br><br>He looked up at the Prince from his bow, dark green eyes looking into his.<br><br>“I am known as Alden. I travel the world seeking out the rarest and most fantastical of creatures to add to my menagerie. Every so often, I give tours of my collection for a price...”<br><br>It was then that an annoyed growl could be heard from inside the carriage. Alden slowly straightened up from his bow with a sigh. “Pardon Vitae. We’ve been on the road for quite some time; he’s getting quite restless.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 01:09:17 pm</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)</div><br>Abir was simply in awe of Alden's black curls. In that moment, he would have liked nothing more than to run his fingers through it and gently scratch his scalp. Oh, what a stunning man Abir had fallen in love with!<br><br>He jumped a little at the sound of the creature growling and peered back at the carriage, a little concerned. "Restless, you say? Does he need to be let out of there, or do we just ignore him? I have a tiger in my tent, but don't worry, she won't hurt you. She's well-trained, and only attacks when bandits try to hurt us."<br><br>The claim was not at all absurd in Abir's eyes. The Fullarrow Tribe utilized a wide variety of trained animals for their protection on the roads; tigers, lions, dogs, hawks, bears, and countless others. One of Abir's older brothers had even learned how to train and control spiders, insects, and scorpions, but Abir found Faruk's practices distasteful. If one had an animal for protection it ought to be one that could be affectionate too, he always thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 01:40:40 pm</strong>
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				Alden took slight interest upon hearing about the prince's pet. "Ah, a tiger you say? Not the most fantastical beasts, but I can respect those who tame them nonetheless. That being said, Vitae is also somewhat of the 'large feline' variety. He is, as you put it, 'well-trained'. If you don't think anyone will be too squeamish about him running about, I'd like to be able to let him out to hunt in the woods for a while. I feed him, certainly, but he still enjoys the thrill of hunting his own food," he explained.<br><br>"Other than that," he continued, "I believe we can continue to speak business. Perhaps I should actually retrieve the body as well, so you can freely inspect and see how much they're worth in your eyes?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 01:57:17 pm</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)]</div><br>"Oh, if he won't attack any of my people then certainly, let him free," said Prince Abir, eager to see what sort of feline monster Alden had in his carriage.<br><br>Abir played with one of his earrings in one hand, the sunlight hitting it just right to glimmer off the gold and the ruby in the center. "And, yes, do bring the body of the poor monster who died. Once I have a look at it, I'll have a better idea of what can be done with the parts and what sort of price would make sense."<br><br>All the jewels he wore, including the gold coins dangling from the hems of his robe, jingled whenever he moved, the sound of his wealth. Fullarrow Tribesmen never carried coin-purses or wallets, neither did they store their money in banks. They wore their wealth on them as adornments, ready for trade at a moment's notice. Those who had accumulated so much jewelry or wealth that they could not carry it all with them anymore would either make beasts of burden carry it or would hide their wealth away in secret treasure troves near the towns and cities they most commonly visited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 02:10:27 pm</strong>
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				He gave a grateful bow, turning his back to the prince if only to re-enter the carriage to collect the were-cat. Although it was too dark inside to see much of anything, the prince would be able to hear the sounds of a metal cage opening, and the clinking of heavy metal chains.<br><br>"Come along now, Vitae. You're getting to go outside. Be on your best behavior," came the sound of Alden's voice.<br><br>Eventually Alden was the first to step out from the darkness inside his strange carriage, but this time, one of his black-gloved hands was gripping tightly to a large metal chain. Once his feet hit the ground, he motioned for&nbsp; Abir to step back as he also stepped aside to watch as the beast's hulking, muscular form slowly stepped out into the sunlight.<br><br>(http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1PzJTI3gzh8/TXvYvgq7IaI/AAAAAAAAABU/lq4MmoJ-l-Q/s374/wilkolak1.jpg)<br><br>It's clawed hands were still in cuffs, the chain attached to a collar around its neck, while its jaws were covered with a muzzle. Its yellow slitted eyes glanced around, its head&nbsp; twisting this way and that with a somewhat hunched posture, as if it were trying to get a good look at its surroundings.<br><br>Then its eyes landed on Abir. He let out an untrusting growl before a quick, forceful tug by Alden forced him to stop and look towards his keeper.<br><br>"Enough of that. Vitae, this is Abir. Abir, Vitae."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 02:19:01 pm</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)]</div> Abir trembled as he approached the beast held fast by Alden's chain. "You must be very brave to have captured such a creature..." Abir muttered as he drew close. He offered his hand for the beast to sniff, knowing that this often pacified such beasts when they did not trust an approaching stranger. Desperately, Abir hoped the monster before him would not snap his hand off in its jaws. As much as he'd thought others with golden hands to look good, he didn't imagine he'd look as good with one himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 02:27:52 pm</strong>
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				Luckily, with Vitae's current bindings, the werecat wouldn't have been able to bite off Abir's hand even if he wanted to. Still, he hunched down to give the prince's hand a sniff or two before glancing away to look towards Alden expectantly.<br><br>"Ah, I could tell you all about how I've taken him a few years back. But first order of business...." Alden trained off, taking out his key ring from his belt to begin undoing Vitae's bindings. He started with the cuffs, then the muzzle, and finally, the collar.<br><br>The werecat let out a triumphant roar, stretching to its full height and rearing its arms back before gazing down at Alden, looking even more feral than it did a second ago.<br><br>The collector, however, seemed deadpan, as if this were simply routine for him by now. "Remember, no livestock, no people. Be back before sundown."<br><br>Not even a second later, the furry monster bounded off on all fours into the woods.<br><br>Alden let out a sigh, walking back into the carriage for a minute before returning back out with a large brown box, seemingly made of dark stained wood with some light engravings on the side. "Now then...if you could please lead the way?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 02:34:12 pm</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)]</div> Abir watched the monstrous feline disappear into the distance, then snapped his attention back to his true love when he returned with the box. "Right. This way," Abir said, happily gliding along through the camp.<br><br>Abir led Alden past the other tents, past the musicians with their wind instruments, and the warriors with their curved swords and long spears.<br><br>At the end of the path, Abir lifted the flap of his tent and gestured for Alden to enter. Inside, the room was full of the smell of strong incense and perfumes. The blankets on the bedroll were made from the pelts of rare and exotic animals, with the fur giving off a strong sheen. Lanterns lit the room, and, due to the enchantment Abir's brother had placed upon them, they lit aflame the moment he entered the tent. Sleeping in the far corner was a large, orange tiger, whose ears flicked at the shifting air when Abir and Alden entered.<br><br>Abir pulled up two sitting pillows and sat cross-legged on one, gesturing for Alden to take the other. "Tell me, what monster's parts do you have in that box?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 02:48:23 pm</strong>
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				As Alden entered the tent, he was a bit taken aback by the scents that hit his nose as soon as he was inside. He wasn't accustomed to being around such strong fragrances, coughing a little bit as he attempted to get himself adjusted. He took note of the napping tiger in the corner, an impressed look gracing his features for a moment before turning to see Abir pulling out cushions for them to sit on.<br><br>As Alden slowly adjusted himself to sit on the pillow that was offered, he placed the box down between the two of them.<br><br>"Well, I've made sure to use some potions to keep them as fresh as possible but... here lies my old cockatrice."<br><br>As he opened the box, there was not much of a stench of decay, though it was most likely because the strong scents of the incense and perfumes were already doing a good job of covering it up. Inside lie a fairly well-preserved corpse of an old cockatrice, its eyes closed.<br><br>"Its feathers are a bit disheveled, so you probably won't see too much use of that save for potion ingredients that call for it. The leather of its wings and the scaley parts of its hide are in fairly decent condition, though. Its eyes are still very much there, so I would recommend caution. It's not likely its deadly effects would keep after death, but I know they are especially very potent for magical uses, especially the... fatal kind," Alden explained, ending with a small dark chuckle after his last point.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 03:03:46 pm</strong>
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				<br><br>Abir couldn't imagine the sort of harrowing tale Alden's capture of such a creature must have been. To capture a cockatrice alive, a creature which could turn people to stone by meeting their gaze.<br><br>Abir was not gifted in magic like his older brother, but he knew a little. Cockatrice tears could be used to undo petrification, and other fluids from their eyes could be used to cause it. Their feathers had a number of medicinal properties, and their bile was an especially potent solvent. Abir's brother would be most pleased when Abir presented this to him on his birthday, and Abir had just the spices to prevent the corpse from rotting any further.<br><br>Such a valuable find, Abir needed to come up with a good price for it.<br><br>"Let me see..." Abir said, stroking his smooth chin. "I can give you ten of these..." he plucked ten gold coins from the hem of his robe, "Two of these..." he took off his earrings, both made of gold and with rubies in the center, "this..." Abir took one of the rings from his finger, which held a sapphire in the center, "And... we can seal the deal..." he blushed and looked up at Alden with affection in his eyes, "with a kiss." He licked his lips and leaned toward Alden, his heart racing with anticipation.<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)]
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 03:11:46 pm</strong>
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				Alden was nodding to each item Abir was adding to list up until he saw the blush on prince's features. He didn't try to hide the shock on his face that this man seemed to be more eager to kiss him than he was interested in their current business deal.<br><br>Still, he couldn't help but chuckle as he watched the prince lean forward, gently cupping Abir's chin in his gloved hand mostly to keep him from moving any closer. He wasn't about to give away as something as personal as a kiss just yet, though he was becoming very amused. Abir certainly had his attention. "Quite forward of you... do you always offer a kiss to those you make business deals with?" he spoke softly, his white lips curving into an amused smirk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 03:15:44 pm</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)]</div> <br><br>Though Abir knew his love for this man was true, he also knew that he was not of the Tribe, and thus speaking of love so soon would surely put him into a panic, even as courageous as he was. Thus, Abir would have to find a way to flirt with him without frightening him away.<br><br>His face burned as Alden held it in his hand. He longed for Alden to take off those gloves and touch him with his own fingers, to feel those strong hands on his bare chin.<br><br>Abir decided that flattery was his best approach from here. "Only the truly gorgeous ones," he said. "And you, Alden, are the handsomest man I've seen in a long long time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 03:24:08 pm</strong>
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				Alden chuckled at that, seemingly very amused with how lovestruck the prince was. "Ah, is that right? You've certainly got quite the silver tongue, young prince. As for sealing the deal, well... you certainly strike a hard bargain. But just this once, I think I can concede. My monsters need to be fed after all. Can't have them feasting..."<br><br>He leaned close to the side of Abir's face to whisper into the prince's ear. "...<em>on human flesh</em>."<br><br>He slowly leaned back a little, just enough so his face was just in front of Abir's. "And if you think of trying to steal any more kisses from me, just know that you'll have to do more than be cute in the future..."<br><br>He tilted his head to the side slightly, smiling at the prince. "...am I clear, Prince Abir?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 03:51:31 pm</strong>
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				The Prince, his golden eyes enraptured in Alden's gaze, nodded his head vigorously at Alden's words, an excited smile on his lips. His first kiss with his love. Ah, this would be pure bliss. Abir knew that it was likely he'd never see this monster hunter again, and when that fact truly hit him his heart would be broken. But, for now, he could enjoy the beautiful moment. That magical moment, when their lips touched and all the rest of the world would be gone.<br><br>Abir pursed his lips together, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes, awaiting Alden's tender kiss.<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 04:00:11 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden shook his head when he watched Abir eagerly close his eyes and purse his lips. <br><br><em>This man... he's going to be an interesting one to look out for. That much is certain.</em><br><br>After deciding he stalled for long enough, he gently shifted his hand so it was no longer cupping Abir's chin, instead moving to hold his cheek as he finally leaned in to softly place his pale lips on the prince's. He kept his touches careful, delicate, as if he were caressing the petals of a flower with his lips.<br><br>Still, he did not want to overstay his welcome, eventually parting his lips away allowing his gloved fingers to trail off the prince's cheek.<br><br>"So then... would you say that about seals the deal?" he asked, keeping note of Abir's reaction.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 04:11:07 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)<br><br>Abir was certain he'd never received such a beautiful kiss before in all his life. He was satisfied, but deep down he was also greedy. He wanted so much more from the monster hunter.<br><br>His golden eyes fluttered open, and he gazed up into Alden's again. "Yes, that was lovely, thank you. Sweeter than wine." He licked his lips teasingly and laughed lightly.<br><br>He slipped the jewels, rings, and coins into Alden's hand and held his fingers for just a moment, still longing for more. The young prince bit his lip and said in a soft tone, "You're welcome here any time you wish. To do business, or just to visit me. I will always welcome you with open arms, my..." Prince Abir thought a moment, carefully considering his next words. Ultimately, he decided that since he wasn't likely to see Alden again anyway, it was best he bore his heart here and now, otherwise he would come to regret not telling him how he felt. "My love," he said at last.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 04:17:14 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				How many times was he going to be taken aback by this man?<br><br>Even as Alden hesitantly accepted the treasures and stowed them away, he put on a small frown.<br><br>"Abir... you do realize we've only just met, yes? Would you really toss out a title like that so carelessly?" he asked, his tone a bit more serious. He wasn't sure how sheltered this man was, but he had to make sure he wasn't simply falling for the first handsome man he meets.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 04:22:34 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Alden my love," Abir began, "Don't take me for a foolish boy who doesn't know what he wants." Abir shook his head. "I've been the prince of this tribe all my life. I have traveled all over the world, to places you can only imagine. I've seen the most beautiful women and gorgeous men in all the world. I have seen dragons, gods, angels, and many more wonders. But I have never seen anything so lovely as you."<br><br>Abir reached out his hand and stroked Alden's cheek. "I love you, Alden. It's ok if you don't believe me, but it's true. I just wanted you to know how I feel."<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 04:32:43 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He quickly flinched away from Alden's hand when he went to stroke his cheek. He quickly stood up, straightening his cloak.<br><br>"Well... you've certainly made your point clear. But know this: I do not equivocate finding someone beautiful to being in love with them. In my opinion, strong bonds such as those come from trust, and trust comes with time and patience. While I appreciate your sentiments and your willingness to do business with me, you know nothing of me. And frankly, I'm not sure if you'd like what you saw or heard if you did."<br><br>He let out a deep sigh, attempting to calm himself for the time being. He turned his back to the prince.<br><br>"...my carriage will be here until nightfall. You may stop by if you wish in the meantime, but I don't plan to linger here."<br><br>With that, he started to make his way out of the tent, his black cloak flowing a bit behind him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 10, 2019, 10:57:30 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir's heart broke as the monster hunter rejected his affections and turned to leave, but even as much as it hurt the young prince decided it was worth it to bare his heart to the man he loved. Even if he didn't believe him, he knew how the prince felt now, and Abir would have to be satisfied with that.<br><br><em>Wouldn't love him if I knew his secrets... bah! Everyone thinks that! Sometimes it's the darkness in your soul that makes you all the more attractive.</em><br><br>In a moment of boldness, Abir said, "Wait... I know you don't intend to linger here, but I would like it if you at least stayed with me until nightfall. If you really think I know nothing about you; other than the fact that you are gorgeous, dashing, courageous enough to tame both a were-cat and a cockatrice, honest enough to not demand more payment for your goods, and a damn good kisser; then stay and tell me more about you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 11, 2019, 03:56:17 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden had nearly stepped out of the tent with the flap open when he heard Abir speak, his back still turned to the man. Even after the prince finished speaking, the collector seemed to mull over the prince's words: most of it flattery, all of it things he already knew about himself.<br><br>"...now that is a tall order you ask for, Abir. That will require its own transaction," he eventually spoke, slowly turning his head to glance back at the prince. "I don't know much about you, but from the way you speak, you must be a lonely and desperate soul if you desire my company this much. If you want to know me that badly, you must be willing to give in return."<br><br>He slowly turned the face him, arms crossed across his chest as he waited for the prince's response.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 11, 2019, 09:33:50 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir gave a serious look, his brow furrowed. "Must I? I'm a prince of the Fullarrow Tribe, and you are in the middle of my camp, in my tent no less. If I told my father's warriors that I wanted you to stay, I dare say even the monsters you've collected could not keep you from my grasp."<br><br>He continued the stern expression for several more seconds before laughing and falling on his back with his hands behind his head. "Except that I'm not like that. And my father would be furious if I abused my position to hold a handsome man hostage. What's more, who would do that to someone they love?"<br><br>From his position on the ground, flat on his back, he peered up at Alden. "Fine, then. Name your price, love, and I will pay it. If it is within reason of course. Even the man I love isn't worth giving away my family's fortunes."<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 11, 2019, 06:50:46 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden was put on his guard when it sounded like Abir was threatening to make him stay. But before he could think of a way to escape such a situation, he watched the prince break out into laughter, explaining how he seemed to be jesting for now.<br><br>When he spoke of the price, however, Alden rolled his eyes. "You think I meant a literal price? By the gods... as much as extra treasure would help in funding my menagerie, that wasn't what I had in mind."<br><br>He slowly walked over to where the prince was lying on his back, crouching down to poke at Abir's forehead in an almost playful manner, even though he wasn't smiling.<br><br>"I was talking about exchanging information about each other, silly prince. You think I would talk about myself and not want to know more about the man who claims to love me? If you're going to ask about who I am, then I want to know more about you so I can figure out if you're worth giving a chance."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 11, 2019, 07:29:51 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)</div><br>Prince Abir's eyes followed Alden's finger and crossed as it pressed his forehead. He giggled and swatted the hand away. "Worth giving a chance? My love, I am a prince of the Fullarrow tribe. Women will want to marry me and men will want to become my lovers for as long as I live. My father picked out the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen as his bride," Abir flicked back his long, silky, golden locks, "so I know I, too, am beautiful beyond measure. Worth giving a chance. You're so funny!"<br><br>Abir sat up, holding both of his ankles in his long, slender fingers. "But, all that is aside from the point. You wish to know about me? Very well. I shall answer any question you have. Or, if you prefer, I can simply tell you the highlights of my life story up until now."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 11, 2019, 10:25:59 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden shook his head, returning back to the cushion seat as he crossed his legs with a sigh. "I think I prefer to ask questions. Starting with a simple one: if you think so highly of yourself, and you had several beautiful suitors beforehand, then what made you not want them?"<br><br>If Abir was truly looking past their looks and seeing something much deeper he didn't like, Alden wanted to know right up front.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 11, 2019, 11:32:18 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)</div><br>Abir pressed his fingertips together and nodded. "Hmm... that is quite the question, isn't it? Well, I'm afraid my reasoning may put your skeptical mind any more at ease. Let me start by explaining something my father told me."<br><br>Abir stood and paced the room, his eyes cast up at the sky in fond memory, as if he could see his father, as he was when Abir was but a boy, standing over him. In a deeper voice, Abir said, "Son, I was once a powerful mystic in my youth, just like your brother, Faruk. In my dreams I explored the spirit world, greeting the guardian spirits of rivers, mountains, and the weather. I spoke to fire, listened to the tales of the ocean, and even heard the Holy Voice of The Master Himself! Yes, the Great Wayfinder didn't just speak to me, he sang."<br><br>Abir closed his eyes and nodded his head, the tale clearly being the most important thing his father had ever told him. "But for all the wonders I saw, nothing was as beautiful as your mother. So, I gave up the ways of the Wiseman to become a husband, and, later, a father."<br><br>Abir's eyes opened again and he smiled at Alden. "It's such a beautiful tale... to experience so much, so many beautiful things, but find someone greater than everything else. I never felt that with any suitor who came my way. But it's the way I felt when you kissed me."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 12:41:46 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden stoically kept his green eyes on Abir as he recounted the tale of his father.<br><br>Parents. Alden had no recollection of his own, let alone much of his childhood. Whether it was because he had none or simply repressed them, it was difficult to say.<br><br>Still, it certainly gave Alden a slightly better picture of the sort of man he was dealing with. His arms lay limply in his lap, sighing as Abir finished his explanation.<br><br>"So you've left it all up to a gut feeling to decide who your love is. Well, you were correct in that it doesn't give me any comfort to know that that's all you're basing your feelings on. But at the very least, I have a better idea of the sort of man you are. The kind to believe in a fairy tale sort of romance. Well...to each their own I suppose. From the way you speak of your lifestyle, you've had many things go your way, I'm sure. It wouldn't surprise me that you think that finding the love of your life should be just as simple."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 10:22:58 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir giggled. "You still think love is something you can logic through. Make sense of. It's funny, cute, and silly. Why not believe in fairy tales, Alden? Fairies are real, monsters are real. Maybe not all the stories told about them are so real, but the point they make is truth. Why should I not pursue someone who makes me feel like I'm in a fairy tale?"<br><br>Abir shrugged. "Why don't you tell me what <em>you</em> think love is. Devoid of all fairy tales, quantified and calculated without those <em>pesky</em> emotions in the way, what do you think true love is?"<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 10:44:02 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden shook his head, as if he found the notion of being called 'cute' or 'silly' absolutely ridiculous. When Abir rhetorically asked why he shouldn't pursue someone who makes him feel like he's in a fairy tale, he could only think, 'Because life doesn't work like that.'<br><br>Still, he quickly found himself put in the spotlight when Abir asked about what he thought what love was. He shifted on the pillow he was given for a seat, silently mulling it over as he glanced down at the floor. He eventually glanced towards the tent flap, either to avoid eye contact or because he was thinking about something that was out there.<br><br>"...it's honestly not something I think about. The only love I have is for my collection. They are everything to me. I've never felt romantic love for a single person. I'm not even sure if it's for me. But... I'll humor you."<br><br>He then shut his eyes, turning his head up so that when he opened them, he was gazing up at the ceiling of the tent.<br><br>"If I were to love someone... it would be someone who I could trust. Someone who would not try to keep me from my collection. If I were to be romantically involved with someone... I would hope they would care about my monsters as much as I do."<br><br>He seemed to stop himself, as if catching himself daydreaming about having such a thing. <br><br>A romantic partner? For him? <br><br>He scoffed, letting out an exhale as he finally looked back towards the prince. Of course Alden thought Abir was good-looking, but that didn't mean he could trust him. A man with as much power and status as Abir did could easily make his life an absolute mess, and possibly take everything he ever cared about away from him. Just because things were going smoothly now didn't mean things would stay that way.<br><br>"Whatever romantic love is...it's not something I require, nor is it something I'm looking for. Not that it matters. My line of work has always been a solitary one. I'm used to it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 11:08:20 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir gave Alden a sad look. "It sounds like your life is... rather lonely. I can't imagine what it would be like to be on your own all the time. I've never been on my own, always had my brothers and my tribe with me."<br><br>The prince reached out and gently held Alden's hand. "My love, I've traveled to many different lands, studied many cultures, and I have seen that every culture holds a few basic beliefs in common. One such belief is that it is not good for a man to be alone in the world. Many cultures punish their criminals by isolating or banishing them, and they celebrate their heroes by gathering people around them in large numbers. People either marry or they find a close personal friend with whom they wish to spend their lives. I'm sure your monsters fill some of that void for you, but a man who eats nothing but dry bread his whole life doesn't know what he's missing out on until he tastes honey cakes."<br><br>Abir reclined again, placing his hands behind his head. "I have a hookah in here if you would like to try some. The vapors are wonderful."<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 11:16:04 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden didn't really react much when Abir held his gloved hand. Still, he had to admit that the prince's empathy was a nice change from the shunning he'd usually get. Even when he went to other towns, he wasn't used to being around many people.<br><br>Upon hearing about the hookah, he let out a dry chuckle. "I'd rather not. No offense, your highness, but I can barely tolerate the strong aromas that fill this tent..."<br><br>He was silent for a couple of seconds before adding, "...although, perhaps it's time I look around for something to feed myself. I haven't eaten since the night before."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 11:20:03 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, you're hungry?" Abir raised a hand to his own mouth. "Oh, dear... I apologize! I've been a most ungracious host! I can have someone bring us something to eat, or we can go visit one of the cooks and I can buy you a meal."<br><br>The tiger in the far corner of the tent sat up and yawned, showing off his dagger-like teeth, then resumed his rest.<br><br>Abir looked back at him. "Sahin should probably take him hunting soon... he's looking a little lazy these days."<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 11:24:38 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He glanced over at the tiger as it yawned, smiling knowingly before turning his attention back to the prince.<br><br>"Heh. So long as they aren't too startled by Vitae, they should be fine. Now then..." He slowly stood up. <br><br>"I'd actually prefer a little walk. It's not often I get to explore other areas of your tribe's settlement," he admitted with a small smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 11:30:02 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds fair to me," said Abir, rising up from his pillow and offering his hand to help Alden up. Once they were both standing, Abir opened the flap of their tent and led him back outside. The scent shifted from one kind of incense that burned within Abir's tent to the mix of spices and incense outside. More people had come to peruse the Fullarrow Tribe's wares, offering gold and jewels for the exotic foods, unusual pets, and fine clothing the Tribe offered.<br><br>"What do you feel in the mood for?" Abir asked. "Something spicy? Something sweet? Something salty? Or would you prefer I surprise you a bit?"<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 11:36:33 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The collector hummed in thought as he glanced around. Already he felt uncomfortable with seeing how many more non-tribe members had arrived to make deals with the merchants. A part of him was worried someone might recognize him, blaming him for the disappearance of a child or some livestock, and make a fuss.<br><br>Still, no one seemed to mind him just yet.<br><br>Just in case, he decided to put his hood up to obscure his face a bit more.<br><br>"I'll let you surprise me. And perhaps once we retrieve our food and possibly something to drink, we can return your tent in a more...hasty manner?" he suggested in a mostly calm tone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 11:53:35 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)</div>"Anxious to get back so you can get to know me a little better and maybe kiss a little?" Abir said with a wink. "Fine by me."<br><br>Abir approached one of the merchant tents nearby, beside which a cook roasted meat over a fire, covered in spices while his wife baked flat bread in an oven made from stones stacked atop each other. <br><br>"Pardon me, dear friends," said Prince Abir with a courteous bow.<br><br>"Prince Abir!" both the cook and his wife said, bowing their heads lower out of respect.<br><br>"Rise, please," said Abir, and they did so. "I would like two gazalo wraps, please. With amchoor sauce."<br><br>"Yes, your highness," said the cook's wife.<br><br>The cook sliced off thin strips of meat from the roast and his wife took them and wrapped them up in the flat bread she'd been baking. She added an orange-colored sauce with vegetable bits in it. Once they'd done this twice, Abir slipped off one of his many rings and took both wraps.<br><br>While Prince Abir was working out that transaction, a tall man in red approached Alden.<br><br>"Is my little brother driving you crazy yet?" he asked, not a hint of a smile on his face.<br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fc/4b/f6/fc4bf60f803b0b82d9def431f5c52071.jpg)<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 12:01:06 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden had been watching the transaction with slight interest, though he flinched when he heard another voice close to him. He quickly turned to see the man in red, taking a few seconds to recall what had just been asked.<br><br>"I take it you are one of the elder of the king's sons? In any case, your brother has been hospitable thus far. Why do you ask?" he questioned, glancing between the man and Abir.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 12:19:25 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The man in red gave a slight bow. "I am Prince Sahin, first-born son of the king. Leader of the tribe's warriors and hunters. I'm glad to hear that my brother is making friends rather than driving people away. He is... overly-enthusiastic when outsiders agree to spend time with him. My father says it's what makes him a fine merchant and diplomat, but he's so over-bearing sometimes that he has few close friends. Well... actually, no close friends." Prince Sahin looked up at Abir as he returned with the food. "Please continue to be kind," he said, before slipping away.<br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/fc/4b/f6/fc4bf60f803b0b82d9def431f5c52071.jpg)<br><br>Abir returned to Alden and held out one of the gazalo wraps to him. "Here you go. Try this out."<br><br>The flavor of the meat itself was savory, but the amchoor sauce on it was a mix of sweet, tangy, and spicy all at once in a way that made the flavors compliment and enhance each other. The bread in which it was wrapped prevented the spicy part of the sauce from lingering on the tongue and continuing to burn.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 12:28:32 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden quirked an eyebrow upon hearing the man's words. Obviously he was worried for his brother, and he seemed to be confirming all the thoughts Alden had been suspecting about Abir being a bit lonely himself. As Sahin began to slip away from the conversation, Alden took a moment to call back and warn him, "If you're taking the tiger into the woods to hunt, don't mind the were-cat skulking about."<br><br>Once he was sure he got the message, he turned to see Abir holding out the gazalo wrap. He hesitantly took hold of it, almost unsure if he was holding it properly, before taking a small bite out of it. Upon gulping the piece down, he blinked and gazed down at the food in his hands.<br><br>"My, that <em>is</em> an exotic flavor." He looked over at Abir. "You've chosen well."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 12:39:36 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I <em>always</em> make good choices," Abir said, proudly, before starting to eat his own wrap. He took small bites, chewing especially long to savor all the flavors before swallowing each morsel.<br><br>"If that doesn't fill you up we can find something else," said Abir. He gestured to the south with his hand. "And if we go downstream, we could go for a swim, if you're interested."<br><br>He knew it was a thinly-veiled attempt to get to see Alden an uncovered torso, dripping wet, but he didn't care. His culture forbade having relations with someone who wasn't going to be your companion for life, but they never forbade looking at someone like that. Besides, Alden was not naive. Surely he already knew that Abir desired him.<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 12:46:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden chuckled at the suggestion to go swimming. "Don't you know it's bad for your stomach to go swimming after you eat? Besides, I'm not about to remove my clothing in front of you. Now..."<br><br>He took another careful glance back at the other market-goers, making sure no one was giving any bad looks or signs that they recognized him.<br><br>"...if we could grab something to drink and return to your tent?" he reiterated, feeling very uncomfortable with this many people around.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 12:50:04 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At Alden's comment about not wanting to take off his clothes, Abir made a parody of a displeased face and snapped his fingers. "Damn! Well, can't blame me for trying, can you? Anyway, I'll get us drinks."<br><br>Abir left Alden's side briefly and approached a wine merchant. He plucked two coins from his sash and gave them to the merchant, who, in turn, poured him two cups of wine from his barrels. Abir returned to Alden and held out a cup to him. "Hope you like sweet, blackberry wine. Come, let's return to my tent."<br><br>Abir led Alden back to his tent and closed the flap behind them, then reclined on the seating pillow again and drank from his cup. "So, what has you so nervous? You seem like such a fearless man, it's hard to imagine why you were so paranoid in the market."<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 01:03:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden quickly accepted the cup, only letting out a relieved sigh once they finally returned to Abir's tent. Even the strong scents of the incense weren't bothering him as much as they had initially. As he sat down on his respective cushion, he placed his cup beside him as he held the wrap with both gloved hands.<br><br>"There were too many non-tribe people out there. Someone might've recognized me. I don't exactly have the best of reputations," he noted softly, taking a large bite out of his wrap.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 01:11:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, so you're like Faruk," Abir said, taking another sip from his cup. "A good man, but one that many see as wicked. What did you do to earn such a reputation? Do people simply detest those who capture monsters and tame them rather than killing them? Or is there some deep, dark thing in your past which weighs down on your heart?"<br><br>Abir half-expected Alden to tell him it was none of his business, but he knew that if he had any chance of finding out he needed to ask, whether or not he expected Alden to answer him. He wondered if maybe he should have waited until Alden had taken more drinks of his wine before asking such questions. Wine did have a way of loosening tongues.<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 01:23:35 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden took a few more bites of his wrap, nearly done with it by this point. It was a good excuse not to talk while he mulled over what to do. Did he tell him? Well, it would certainly test whether or not Abir still wanted anything to do with him. He wasn't a fan of the idea of stringing the prince along by pretending that everything was fine.<br><br>A brief flash of a gruesome memory flitted across his mind, causing him to flinch as he finally decided to finish off the wrap before speaking.<br><br>"...well. I suppose I could tell you. Better you hear it from me rather than the hearsay of a villager who despises me."<br><br>He sighed, taking his cup of wine and holding it with both gloved hands.<br><br>"I've told you how I travel around, offering to let people see my collection of monsters in exchange for coin. But... it is a cycle. As you may have seen, some of the monsters I keep also have parts that could be very useful in magic, especially potion making. I make a number of them myself, all for personal use. And sometimes, when someone takes one look at my collection with awe, wishing to travel along with them..." He glanced down at his belt.<br><br>"...I take the opportunity to use some of my more experimental potions."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 01:27:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir tilted his head to one side, trying to comprehend the implication of his words. "Do you mean... that you make drugs out of the monsters' parts? I mean... you know, the kinds of drugs one uses for fun rather than medicine?"<br><br>Abir was afraid he wasn't following what Alden was trying to tell him at all.<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 01:38:34 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden sighed. "No, I'm afraid you're being too hopeful. The potion I use..."<br><br>He took out a vial from his belt, this one glowing an eerie shade of green. "...is a transfiguration potion. Depending on the ingredients, the drinker will turn into a monster. Sometimes they keep their memories and their personality, sometimes they don't. But every time I've done it, the offer was taken up...by children. They came from all backgrounds. Orphans, ones with arguing parents, ones with no friends, ones who liked to make others miserable. They all wanted to be whisked away from their lives to join my collection as a monster."<br><br>His brow furrowed as he looked at the vial before replacing it back into his belt. "Some were fine with their transformation. Others, not so much. Some even decided to try and run away. But when they try to return to where they came from, well... the villagers only saw them as monsters by then." He shook his head, a pained look on his face. "It was never my intention to put them in any danger. But I can't undo what's been done."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 01:47:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir's eyebrows raised at the story and his eyes widened. "Oh... I see... Is this something you still practice, or is it something you regret, something you did long ago but don't anymore?"<br><br>He scratched his head. "More importantly, is there a cure for those who've transformed into monsters?"<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 01:54:56 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden sighed. "I... do not like offering the choice anymore. But word gets around. Children get ideas in their heads. And if they know I'm coming to their village, sometimes they'll demand it of me. As for a cure, I'm sure there is. But I don't have that knowledge on me. I never thought it would be useful to make any sort of cure when I could use my resources on potions I knew I would be using sooner or later."<br><br>He shook his head. "So, now you know. Not only do people know I carry several monsters in my carriage, but now they think I feed their children to them. If anyone recognizes me, I'll most likely have a mob wanting to burn me at a stake."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 02:09:51 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir gave a sympathetic look. "I can see how you thought it was a good idea to give the children what they wanted at the time. We all make mistakes, my love. What matters is how we deal with them after the fact."<br><br>Abir took another sip of wine and said, "My brother, Faruk... not the one you met earlier, a different brother... he's practiced in the arts of magic and potion-making. Maybe he could help you come up with a cure, and then you could help those who've been hurt."<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 02:13:46 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At this point, Alden took a few big gulps of the wine, letting out a loud exhale as he put the cup down in front of him.<br><br>"There's none in my carriage that require being turned back. But... it would certainly help to know just in case any of them change their minds. If you think your brother would be willing to help someone like me, then I'll trust you..."<br><br>He took a few seconds to think before picking up his cup. "...after I finish this cup," he muttered, sipping at it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 02:22:26 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir giggled. "Yes, of course. After you're good and friggled." The word was a euphemism for being drunk, but the implication was that one was only a little bit drunk and not completely wasted. One still had use of their faculties, but their inhibitions were loosened up.<br><br>Abir drank a little more. "Faruk loves to experiment, so I'm sure he'd like to help."<br><br>He swished his cup around, watching the red wine move in circles within it. "So, before we go to see my brother, do you maybe want to kiss again?"<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f8/a5/83/f8a583c7dcc5b7e85c1bbc6897ed6aaa.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 08:31:24 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden was still sipping at his own wine when he heard Abir suggesting another kiss. A small chuckle escaped his throat, lowering the cup.<br><br>"You really don't waste time with even attempting to hide your desires, do you, Prince Abir? I suppose the fact that you don't beat around the bush makes me more inclined to believe that you're more honest and trustworthy. Still..."<br><br>He sighed, placing the cup on the ground to the right of him. "Something in me makes it hard to believe you'd still want to kiss me after I told you what I do."<br><br>He was silent for a few moments. Even though his face remained an even pale white, he felt his cheeks starting to warm as his green eyes glanced off to the side.<br><br>"...not that I'm completely against the idea. Despite my ideas of love, your personality is starting to grow on me a little," he admitted softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 10:21:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I love life," said Prince Abir with a shrug. "And all the excitement we find here. Zaruk says I should try to be more spiritual, but spirits don't experience what we do. They can't taste a sweet goblet of wine, they can't savor a gazola wrap, they can't feel a blissful kiss, and they can't understand what it's like to make a mistake." Abir took another sip from the cup. "Even when spirits don't do what we like, it is because they are acting in accordance with their nature." He gestured between himself and Alden, "But we? We are mortal beings. We have life, and all that good and bad that comes with it. Including making mistakes. Including having to suffer guilt."<br><br>Prince Abir stared at Alden's lips from where he sat, and licked his own, making them appear just a little redder. "Why is it... why is it that people are so much quicker to accept the suffering of life than they are to accept the pleasures it gives. We experience something wonderful and we say, 'It feels like a dream,' but when we see something terrible happen we act like all is normal again? Why can't we just... take whatever joyous moments we want?"<br><br>The prince gave Alden a half-lidded stare, the dark outlines of his eyes making his golden irises seem to shimmer in the lamplight.<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f8/a5/83/f8a583c7dcc5b7e85c1bbc6897ed6aaa.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 10:33:55 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden chuckled as he gently cupped the prince's chin, just like he had before.<br><br>"Perhaps it's because we're told how wonderful everything will be when we're young. But as soon as something bad happens, we feel it can only go downhill from there. And the only solace we have is to prepare for the worst or otherwise risk losing what little we have left..." he spoke softly, his own eyelids drooping slightly as he gazed into Abir's eyes.<br><br>"Speaking of taking what you want... I think since I started it last time, perhaps you can show me what you have as a kisser, hm?" he asked with a calm smile.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 10:48:36 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir grinned at the invitation. Both of his hands rose up to Alden's face, his slender fingers caressing his either cheek. The prince licked his lips one more time, closed his eyes, and moved in to bring his lips to Alden's. The kiss was gentle and sweet, but Abir gave Alden's upper lip just a hint of a lick before slowly pulling away. The tip of his nose rested against Alden's and their foreheads touched. Abir's golden eyes flitted open. "Your lips taste so good..." he whispered, his breath growing heavy.<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f8/a5/83/f8a583c7dcc5b7e85c1bbc6897ed6aaa.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 11:03:31 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden shut his eyes for the duration of the kiss, not even surprised when felt a small lick before feeling Abir's forehead pressed lightly against his own, his black wavy bangs caught inbetween.<br><br>His eyes slowly opened to be greeting with Abir's. It didn't take him long to see the desire in the prince's eyes.<br><br>"...do you get drunk easily? Or could you really not help yourself?" the collector asked softly, removing his hand from the prince's chin to gently comb his gloved fingers through their long, golden hair. He wasn't sure what possessed him to think that such an action was appropriate. But then again, Abir seemed to have a way of quickly breaking down the collector's boundaries.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 11:20:47 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir bit his lip, his forehead never leaving Alden's. After a moment of hesitation, Abir responded to his question with, "Yes."<br><br>One of his hands slid down to Alden's shoulder, his fingers feeling through the fabric just how strong he was. His other hand continued to hold the monster collector's cheek, stroking it gently.<br><br>"May I kiss you again?" he asked. "This time... maybe longer?"<br><br>Abir didn't want Alden to think he was trying to pressure him or take advantage of his senses, but he also couldn't help wanting to kiss him again and again. Abir longed to be held in those arms, feel the warmth from his beating heart.<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f8/a5/83/f8a583c7dcc5b7e85c1bbc6897ed6aaa.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 12, 2019, 11:37:08 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man sighed, his green eyes continuing to gaze into the prince's as he felt Abir's fingers glide over the top of his cloak. He was more toned than muscular. What he lacked in physical strength, he made up for in finesse and his usage of various potions and gadgets he had on hand.<br><br>Still, he had to admit, something about Abir's physical touch made him feel safe, like he didn't have to be completely wary of his surroundings for once.<br><br>"Hmm...why don't I make this simple for you...?" He picked up his cup, taking the final gulps to make sure it was empty before setting it as far away from himself as he could. He eventually wrapped his arms around the prince's torso, slowly pulling him down as Alden made the brave choice of lying on his back with the prince above him. It was a vulnerable position, to be sure.<br><br>But perhaps the prince had a point. If he could live in a fairy tale for just a moment, why not let it be in a safe, private space with someone who chose to care about him?<br><br>"...I'll let you kiss me as much and as long as you want. I'm going to choose to believe that you will not betray my trust," he admitted softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 13, 2019, 09:05:53 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Abir felt them moving so he was above Alden, he feared for a moment that Alden had misunderstood him, thought that he wanted to make love. While Abir did desire Alden that way, it was a grave sin among his people to make love to someone with whom one had no future. Alden had not promised he would never leave Abir, and Abir was fairly certain he was going to leave soon. Abir prepared himself to protest the move and request that they slow down.<br><br>Until he heard Alden's words. Ah. Just kissing still. Good.<br><br>Abir's long, silken hair fell all around Alden's face, creating a golden tunnel between them, blocking out most of the rest of the world. "Oh, Alden..." Abir whispered before leaning in to kiss Alden again. The initial kiss was the gentlest of touches, but the one which followed was a bit more fierce. He licked Alden's upper lip. Then his bottom lip. Then parted his lips to lick the roof of his mouth. A soft moan escaped Abir's throat as he kissed the man he loved over and over.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 13, 2019, 09:47:42 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While he leaned his face in to meet Abir's kisses with just as much energy, a part of him knew he was confused about how he felt about all this. Of course the kisses were wonderful. For a man who seemingly chose to love no one else, he seemed to know what he wanted and how to get it. Some of the licking was a bit awkward to him, but he could forgive that.<br><br>But after a few minutes of allowing Abir to kiss him as much as he wanted, Alden gently pressed a gloved hand to the prince's chest in an effort to gently push him away.<br><br>"Hah... I believe... that's enough, Abir. You...have quite an appetite for such things," he noted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 13, 2019, 10:14:29 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Such things?" Abir said, backing away from Alden in obedience to his wishes. "It's an appetite for you."<br><br>Inwardly, he pouted a little at the broken promise. Alden had said he would let him kiss him as much as he wanted, and Abir was nowhere near done tasting Alden's sweet lips.<br><br>Abir moved away from his love and resumed his seat on the pillow across the tent. "I enjoyed it," he said, unashamedly. "Did you want to talk about more? Or is there something fun you want to do? My tribe has a number of different games it might be interesting to see you try."<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 13, 2019, 10:24:17 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden sighed. "You really have no shortage of frivolities, do you, your highness?" he noted before shaking his head.<br><br>"I thought we were going to see your brother soon about the potion. Or were you so lost in your enjoyment you forgot about that?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow at Abir.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 13, 2019, 10:36:50 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, yes! My brother!" Abir said, clasping his hands together. "Yes, that's right. We were going to see him about the potions. Yes. I got distracted. You are quite distracting, you know that?" Abir stood from the pillow and winked at Alden. He made his way to the tent flap and peered outside. "Looks like most of the outsiders are gone for the time being. It should be safe for you now. Actually... why don't you wear my cloak over there and keep the hood up. Less chance of anyone spotting you that way."<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 13, 2019, 10:51:32 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden rolled his eyes at the wink. This man really was hopelessly in love with him, wasn't he?<br><br>As Alden slowly stood up, he blinked upon hearing the prince's suggestion.<br><br>"Your cloak?" he repeated, glancing over to see what Abir could be referring to.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 13, 2019, 12:56:00 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A chest lay open in the tent, one full of all manner of garments. On the top lay a white silk cloak from which dangled many silver coins.<br><br>Prince Abir gestured to the cloak on top of the pile in the chest. "Yes, you can wear that. It's comfortable, and keeps the sun from making you too hot. More importantly, you can hide your face under the hood and no one will see that Alden is walking about this camp unless you want them to."<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 13, 2019, 07:57:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden glanced over towards where the open chest lay, slowly walking over to pick up the white silk cloak. He frowned as he looked it over, the coins jingling with every movement.<br><br>"...not exactly my color..." he murmured to himself.<br><br>Still, he sighed, conceding that he'd probably feel more hidden with it on than without. He placed the white cloak down for now, removing his own black cloak to give a better view of his long sleeved shirt, topped with a vest. A brown, sturdy belt full of various vials and pouches and a ring of keys adorned his waist while black pants and dark brown boots covered his lower half. He folded up his cloak and set it beside the chest, picking up the white silk on to put on instead, as well as putting on the hood.<br><br>He frowned as he looked down at himself. He didn't think he looked good in it, but that wasn't the point of the cloak, and he wasn't about to be rude about the prince's generosity. Still, his displeasure was clear on his face even as he started to walk over to Abir.<br><br>"...alright. I suppose I'm ready to leave now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 15, 2019, 04:54:38 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f0/6b/54/f06b54355d16dfef1f2a014fde7b9cc9.jpg)</div>Abir looked over how his love looked in the white cloak and found that, strangely, he agreed with him; white was not his color. Not that Alden wasn't still beautiful in his sight, but Alden was dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The white cloak hardly fit who he was and what was most attractive about him.<br><br>"This way," Abir said, leaving the tent with Alden close behind.<br><br>They moved through the camp together, passing musicians and dancing girls who moved in alluring ways, more graceful than either swans or serpents. All were far more dangerous than the latter.<br><br>The scents of spices, cooking meat, and perfumes still permeated the air as they moved through, to the opposite edge of the camp. There, sequestered away from the rest, sat a large tent with smoke rising through screens in the fabric.<br><br>Abir stopped outside the tent's flap and said, "Hey, Zaruk? Can I come in? I have a friend who needs your help."<br><br>"Come in," called a wispy voice from within.<br><br>Abir lifted the tent flap and entered with Alden close behind. New aromas filled their nostrils; odd, foreign ones, even to Abir. A cauldron boiled in the middle of the tent over hot coals. Against one of the tent walls stood a table covered in mortars and pestles, alembics, and other alchemical supplies. The shelf next to it held jars full of herbs, ointments, and assorted monster parts.<br><br>"I have a gift for you," said Abir, producing from his inner pocket the box which held the cockatrice's body.<br><br>What had appeared at first to merely be a cape hanging on a hook turned around, revealing the half-covered face of Abir's borther, Zaruk, the second-born prince. Zaruk took the box and peered inside. "Wonderful! Thank you. This will help with my experiments. What would you like in return?"<br><br>"You'll give me any favor I ask for?" Abir asked.<br><br>Zaruk shrugged. "Any that's within my power to give. And you know the powers I have."<br><br>Abir gestured to Alden. "This is the man I love, and he has a problem that you may be able to fix."<br><br>Zaruk raised an eyebrow at Abir. "The 'man you love'? What happened to the little brother I knew... the one afraid of commitment, who never bares his heart to anyone? Come now, Abir, what's this really about? Who is this?"<br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5b/77/b5/5b77b5143cfd6bb6f09677db5be6bcca.jpg)</div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 16, 2019, 02:56:37 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As they walked out, Alden took the time to take note of his surroundings. The musicians and dancers weren't new to him. But at the same time, he had never gotten so close to where they were performing before. Both performers had him slow his footsteps for a moment, causing him to trail behind before he finally averted his gaze to continue following Abir.<br><br>By the time they reached the tent, Alden was all too ready to believe that this was the tent of one who worked with potions and crafting. The various supplies strewn about once he peered inside were proof enough, as he couldn't help but give a sympathetic sigh. He knew all too well what it was like to work in such disarray. His own brewery, though much more cramped than this tent, had a similar look to it. The main difference he could spot was the sheer variety of things this man had to work with, compiling into an offensive smell that he was also unfamiliar with.<br><br>By the time he walked in, Abir had already shown Zaruk the cockatrice corpse.<br><br>Upon hearing Abir's proclamation of calling Alden 'the man I love', followed by Zaruk's confused reply, the collector simply rolled his eyes.<br><br>"I've given up attempting to make sense of his decision to call me that. In any case, you may call me Alden. My main passion is collecting monsters like the poor soul you have in that box, though preferably alive. But, I'm also quite fond of brewing potions myself. I've created a transfiguration potion of sorts but...never quite bothered looking into a concoction that could reverse the effects. Your brother has told me that you'd be the man to talk about such a thing. And judging from your well-stocked work area..."<br><br>He took a moment to glance around the tent once more before returning his gaze to Zaruk. "...it seems you are certainly very experienced in these matters."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 16, 2019, 10:02:20 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/99/61/d9/9961d910b63db1c849b088e59f1ce7fe.jpg)<br><br>Zaruk gave a nod. "You flatter me, stranger." The way he said it made it sound mysterious, distant, perhaps even a little cold. In truth, Zaruk's mind had already been racing to think of a number of different solutions to Alden's problem. So much so that he forgot that Alden had just told him his name.<br><br>Zaruk brought the box over to one of the tables and lifted from underneath the table a jar full of a clear liquid. When he opened the jar, the smell of preserving juices filled the air. He dropped the cockatrice's body into the preservation jar and sealed it shut.<br><br>Abir pulled up one of his brother's pillows and sat down on the floor next to his bed.<br><br>Zaruk grabbed Abir's arm, pulled him to his feet again, and lightly smacked him with the pillow he'd just been sitting on. "Transfiguration potion, you say? And need a cure for it... hmm..." Zaruk scratched his chin through the cloth covering the lower half of his face. "What did you do? Transform people into animals?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 16, 2019, 05:31:39 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"...close. Monsters," Alden admitted, quickly side-stepping the fact that the people were children. "Is it doable, with the right ingredients?"<br><br>He couldn't help but chuckle a bit upon seeing Abir get smacked by the pillow. Sometimes a little childish fun was all he needed to ease his nerves a little.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 17, 2019, 09:25:09 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zaruk nodded as he listened to Alden, then, when Alden was finished, he said, "Indeed it is possible, but there is something I need in order to brew such a potion."<br><br>Zaruk turned from them and to a stack of scrolls on a shelf nearby. He started digging through them, occasionally unrolling one to look at it, giving a displeased expression, then rolling it back up and shoving it back on the shelf. After much searching, he finally found what he was looking for, as evidenced by his audible, "Aha!"<br><br>He brought out one of the scrolls and unrolled it, revealing that it was a map, onto which he'd drawn some of his own symbols. The meanings of some were fairly obvious; certain kinds of flowers could be found in certain places, or certain types of animals. Others were far stranger, possibly representing some form of magic associated with the place. <br><br>"Here!" he said, pointing to a symbol of an ox's head up in a tall mountain range.<br><br>Abir stood on his tiptoes and craned his neck to try to see what Zaruk was pointing at.<br><br>"The great snow yak of this area... I need its tongue for the potion. All the other ingredients I have here, but if you can get me the tongue of the great snow yak I can make the potion that will cure those you've transformed."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 17, 2019, 10:31:44 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden walked closer to get a good look at the map, his green eyes scanning over the area to see where it was in relation to their current location.<br><br>"Great Snow Yak... very well. Should be simple enough. It looks to be a bit ways away however. It may take some time before I'm able to find my way back. Then again, you are a nomadic tribe. Finding you again is already a troublesome task."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 17, 2019, 11:48:09 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not troublesome for those of us who know the way," said Abir, raising his index finger as if he'd just discovered something important. "Therefore I will go with you, my love. We will travel to the mountains together and we will hunt this great snow yak side by side. Once we have found it and taken what we need, I will guide you back to my people's camp. We always follow certain paths when we travel."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 18, 2019, 12:09:49 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden quirked an eyebrow upon hearing Abir offer his services as a guide. "Not to be inconsiderate, your highness, but would you be suited for such a journey? Not to mention, I'd prefer not to be held responsible if something treacherous were to come across the path."<br><br>He could already imagine the sort of retribution his family would invoke upon him if they found out Abir went with him and was so much as injured on Alden's watch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 18, 2019, 12:19:46 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir broke into a fit of laughter, holding under his solar plexis as the laughter hurt his ribs.<br><br>Zaruk chuckled as well and gave Alden a gentle nod of his head.<br><br>"I'm sorry..." Abir said between fits of laughter. "Am I suited for a journey? Ha!" He laughed again. "Oh, my sweet, you are the funniest man in all the world, I swear! Asking the prince of a nomadic tribe if he is suited for a journey." Abir wiped a tear from his eye and fought to stop his laughter. "Alden, my love, you need not worry about me. I am well-suited to all sorts of travel. As for dangers that might befall us, well, one does not survive as a traveling band of merchants carrying fifty kings' ransoms among them without many a serious warrior. Every member of this tribe is trained with all manner of weapons, especially the princes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 18, 2019, 12:59:46 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Is that right... and what do you specialize in, if I may ask?" Alden inquired, folding his arms. "And would you consider yourself a hunter of sorts?"<br><br>Already he was trying to plan out the travel in his mind, his eyes glancing back to the map. He was a bit unfamiliar with that particular area. There didn't seem to be many paths in the mountain range fit for a carriage. Not to mention, he had never attempted to capture a 'great snow yak' before. More likely than not, he will have to learn where it frequents.<br><br>And then the process of obtaining the tongue. He suppose if Abir insisted on coming along, it's possible the prince knew a bit more about hunting animals than Alden did. But if this yak turned out to be more 'monster' than 'run-of-the-mill animal', he would have to figure out how subdue it. Sending out Vitae would be a last resort, as he knew that even if the were-cat could get the job done, there would be plenty parts of the yak that might become too torn to become useful parts, pelts that could be ruined. <br><br>He would have to figure out what sort of potions he could concoct that could be of use.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 18, 2019, 09:58:25 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm an archer," Abir said, proudly, pushing his chin up and folding his arms. "One of the best. I've been training with a bow as long as I can remember." He rolled back his sleeve and flexed his arm, revealing that while it was not large, it was strong. Wiry, defined muscles revealed themselves. "Take a look at that. I may be pretty, but I am not frail, my love."<br><br>Abir was well-aware of how he came off to most people. Feminine. Soft. And he didn't mind that at all. In fact, he'd played up many of his softer features for the sake of appearing more beautiful. He'd tried more masculine looks before, but they never seemed to fit his facial structure. What was more, the Fullarrow people couldn't grow beards, mustaches, or any kind of facial hair.<br><br>"I'm not a hunter in the sense of tracking," he said. "My archery is mostly to protect us against bandits and predators. But, if we spot something you need me to shoot I can surely get it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 18, 2019, 01:45:56 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm..." Alden seemed to ignore Abir's bragging in favor of mulling over the facts. "...I suppose that could work. I'd need time to think on it."<br><br>He rubbed his pale white chin before glancing back up at Abir. "And your father will agree to letting you go off with a stranger? Though I've already garnered a bad reputation with others, I'd rather not have a bad reputation with this tribe."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 18, 2019, 02:07:04 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir proudly nodded. "My father trusts me to make my own decisions."<br><br>Zaruk chuckled. "More like he doesn't really care what happens to any of us as long as Sahin is safe."<br><br>Abir rolled his eyes. "Must you always be such a cynic?"<br><br>Zaruk blinked twice and flatly said, "Yes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 19, 2019, 05:09:55 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After a few pensive moments mulling over his decisions, he glanced back over at the map before letting out a sigh.<br><br>"Very well. I'll allow you to accompany me. This means I'll be staying at the camp longer than I had intended, but... I suppose that's a small price to pay. As soon as Vitae returns from hunting, I will make preparations to leave for the trip."<br><br>He then looked towards Abir. "I'm not planning on waiting for you, so if you want to come along, you'd best be ready to go by the time I am."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 19, 2019, 08:51:25 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Absolutely," said Abir with a slight bow of his head. "I promise I'll be ready when it's time to go. Umm... have you considered where you will stay until it's time to leave?"<br><br>Zaruk rolled his eyes. "Abir, if you're trying to flirt with this man please do so <em>outside</em> my tent. I have no time for such nonsense."<br><br>Abir blushed, "Oh, yes... sorry," and hurried out of Zaruk's tent, holding up the flap for Alden's exit as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 19, 2019, 10:42:54 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden shook his head upon hearing Zaruk's comment, nodding gratefully to the man before turning to leave with Abir.<br><br>"And if that's you're way of inviting me to stay in your tent, I'm afraid I'll have to decline. I've let you have your way in several ways, but I draw the line at being allowed near me when I would be sleeping," he told the golden-haired prince as he started to make his way back towards Abir's tent. However, he couldn't help but slow down once again once they reached the musicians and dancers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 19, 2019, 10:54:22 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Umm..." Abir blushed. "I want to be clear about something. I'm not trying to make love to you, Alden." Abir's tone and face were serious, a rare thing for the prince. "I know you're going to leave, and it's forbidden for my people to have... you know... <em>relations</em> with someone who's not going to stay with them for life. So... I swear I'm not taking advantage of you."<br><br>The young prince shrugged. "In any event, though, if you don't want to stay with me, that's fine, of course." He tried to play it off as if he didn't care that Alden wanted to be elsewhere, but he knew that at the heart of that refusal was the fact that Alden didn't trust him. As much as he tried to hide it, that stung Abir to his core.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 19, 2019, 11:07:18 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fair enough," was all the man seemed to want to say on the matter. However, he did eventually stop to witness the performances of the entertainers, as if something about them was making him ponder.<br><br>At one point, back when his travelling entourage was less well-known, he used to be prideful of his collection, showing it to all who had the same curiosity and wonder he had.<br><br>But that was before they became scared of him.<br><br>Now he had to enter villages and towns under the cover of night, only going to mostly seedy places to buy the things he required to keep him and his monsters surviving.<br><br>He wasn't sure why he was thinking of it now, but seeing the performers only made him yearn for the days when he could freely show his collection to the curious masses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 19, 2019, 11:13:12 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir stopped when he realized Alden had halted to watch the performers and listen to the music. At first, Abir thought that Alden had stopped to admire the dancing girls, who were quite beautiful. But the look in his eyes was not one of a man who was lusting after dancers. No, it was more nostalgic, thoughtful. Abir wanted to ask Alden what he was thinking, but Alden had already rejected his attempts to get that close a number of times before.<br><br>So, Abir reached out his hand to Alden and said, "Want to dance with me?"<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/7a/cb/e4/7acbe4786d93223d5a146976728f083b.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 19, 2019, 07:31:36 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden seemed&nbsp; completely out of it, and only barely took note of Abir offering out a hand when he spoke. His eerie green eyes slowly&nbsp; glanced over to look at the hand, before looking up at Abir's hopeful expression.<br><br>The collector looked between Abir and his hand a few times before eventually putting on something of a gentle yet still charismatic smirk. His black-gloved hand reached out to take Abir's in his grasp, squeezing it ever so slightly as if pondering something.<br><br>"Perhaps...on one condition," he murmured, looking from their hands back to Abir's face. In a smooth motion, the white cloak jingled as his other arm came to wrap around Abir's waist, moving forward to gently dip Abir backward as Alden's face hovered over his.<br><br>"...I lead. Deal?" he asked softly, maintaining faint smirk on his pale white face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 19, 2019, 07:36:11 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir's grin was almost ear to ear at Alden's suggestion. "I wouldn't have it any other way."<br><br>The two of them danced to the music the minstrels played. At the moment, the song was fast, so they moved in time with the music. Abir followed Alden's every move, stealing a moment to gaze into his love's eyes whenever he could. His heart raced with excitement every time Alden dipped him or twirled him. Few thrills were as wonderful as dancing with the one he loved.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 19, 2019, 08:01:27 pm</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden's body was practically on autopilot as he danced. His movements were fluid, quick and precise. He wasn't sure how long it had been since he had properly danced, whether it be with someone else or as part of an extravagant way to show off his collection. But the moment he did, he started to remember just how much he loved it.<br><br>His gestures were grand, getting more fancy the further he went along, twirling and dipping Abir all the while.<br><br>As the song ended, he had his knee bent with Abir in a very low dip, careful to hold him aloft as best as he could. His breathing had quickened along with his heartrate. As he panted quietly, his eyes looked upon Abir's face.<br><br>He still felt nothing strong towards this man, despite his beauty. But somehow he knew that Abir was helping him in re-discovering feelings he had forgotten he had once had. Feelings of wanting to be seen, to share his passions with those who would care to listen.<br><br><em>Pant. Pant.</em><br><br>He took in a deep breath, slowly righting the nomadic prince back onto his feet as he also took the time to&nbsp; dust himself off and brush down some wrinkles that appeared in his clothing from such an active performance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 20, 2019, 09:06:40 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The song came to an end and Abir made one final spin before coming to a stop himself. "You dance divinely," he said with a grin.<br><br>The musicians started to play again, but this time it was a slow, romantic tune. Abir looked at them, then at Alden, and blushed. "Umm... we don't <em>have</em> to dance to this one... if you don't want to."<br><br>Truly, there was nothing that would have pleased him more than dancing to this song with his dear Alden, but he realized, based on some things Alden was saying, that he was likely coming on too strong. He thought it better, for the time being, not to push things too hard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 20, 2019, 09:42:24 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Heh... admittedly, it's been a while. I wasn't sure if I still could," he confessed, just before he heard the slow song. He slowly glanced over at Abir when it started playing, rolling his eyes when Abir was making an attempt to wave it off.<br><br>Alden sighed. "Your highness... I may not feel as strongly as you do... but a dance is a dance. And I'll be honest: I can't remember the last time I've enjoyed myself like that." He offered Abir a weak smile. "Not to mention, since we're still waiting on Vitae to return, we're not in a rush to get ready just yet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 20, 2019, 09:50:42 am</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A blush still burning upon his cheeks, Abir offered his hand to Alden again. "Umm... then you may lead me again," he said, trying to force his giddy smile to hide itself. He was about to slow dance with Alden. He could think of few things more romantic off the top of his head. Well, few things that Alden might actually go for, anyway. For slow dances, Abir mostly knew the traditional dances of his people, but he had learned a few foreign steps as well from visitors to the camp. He hoped he'd be able to follow Alden's instructions well enough.<br><br>Standing so close to the man now, their bodies so close to touching that Abir could swear he felt a magnetic pull between them, he took in Alden's scent. The scent of a strong man who worked hard and feared nothing. It was intoxicating. How could Alden really expect that Abir wouldn't fall so desperately in love with him?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 21, 2019, 12:24:05 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden sighed, looking to see that Abir was already offering out his hand. It was both entertaining and annoying how deeply in love this man had fallen for him. He gently took Abir's right hand in his own, his other gently resting on his hip as he led the prince into a simple waltz.<br><br>"I'm a bit rusty, but this is the simplest slow dance I know. Just move along with me. When I move forward, you move back, and vice versa," he informed the golden-haired man quietly.<br><br>The collector seemed to smell of some faint fumes, probably residual from his potion making, as well as a light scent of a cat, most likely from being around Vitae. But all that was also covered up by the fact he was wearing the white, jangling cloak, which probably smells more like Abir's incense and perfumes than anything.<br><br>Alden still wasn't sure how this man could've easily fallen for him. It was then he recalled what Zaruk had said.<br><br>"So...you were afraid of commitment? And you really think that after everything you've learned about me today, you want to take such a big step as to declare who you love? A crush, perhaps, but... I was always under the impression that love was earned, not given so freely," Alden admitted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 22, 2019, 10:29:44 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Love... earned?" Abir raised his eyebrow at the comment, then gave a sad, pitying look. "That's such a sad thing to say... When you were a child, did your parents make you earn their love?"<br><br>Abir's heart stung at the thought. Why should a child have to do great things for his father and mother to say they love him, or even that they were proud of him? Love was not earned, in his mind, it was mysterious how exactly it formed. But when it did form it was freely given.<br><br>Yes, that was the way to say it.<br><br>"I've always thought of love as freely given. And I've given you my heart."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 22, 2019, 02:46:42 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I..." Alden's confidence began to waiver, as if the subject had hit a sore spot with him. "I... don't recall my parents. Nor much of my early childhood, for that matter..." he murmured.<br><br>After a few moments, he slowly stopped his steps, releasing Abir's hip but not his hand quite just yet.<br><br>"...I suppose it makes sense for you to think that way. Though you didn't answer my question. Being afraid of commitment is not something one would think they could turn around in a single day, let alone the moment they see someone they think worthy of their love and adoration."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 23, 2019, 09:45:30 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"My brother is wrong," said Abir. "As I said, many young women and a few young men... and one middle-aged man... have expressed feelings for me. I have turned them all down, though I gave a few a chance. I kissed a few to see if anything special could spark inside, but it did not. My brother interpreted that as me being afraid of commitment. I know the truth, that I was merely waiting to actually fall in love with someone before committing to them. The men of our tribe are allowed three wives and three male dear friends, but I don't find that any reason to settle for anything less than real love.<br><br>Abir slid in a little closer to Alden, bringing his face close enough so Alden could feel his warm breath on his lips. "And, as for your parents, I'm very sorry to hear that. It explains why you are so hesitant to accept love that is freely given. But my love is freely given, and it is unconditional. It is also something I will never force on you, but you may take it and use it how you will."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 23, 2019, 08:27:10 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For once, Alden seem less annoyed and more taken aback. There was genuine confusion in his eyes, as if he wasn't sure how to take it. He didn't want to reject Abir. Not yet. As strange as it was to him that Abir would be so quick to tell him that he loved him, he wasn't about to be so callous as to completely disregard it.<br><br>If anything, outside of being confused, he was also intrigued. So far Abir had done nothing to wrong him all throughout the day. Sure, sometimes the strong desire for affection was still a bit alarming to him, but it was only because he wasn't so used to physical touch. When was the last time he had allowed someone to come that physically close to him, for anything other than a handshake? Ever since his status became that of a monstrous outcast, his interactions with other humans were few and far between.<br><br>As he realized that he had probably spent an awkward amount of time, simply staring into Abir's eyes, he cleared his throat and gently held the prince's chin. "...let's not speak of it here. Let's return to your tent so I can retrieve my cloak, and then we can go to my carriage to see if Vitae has returned. If not, well... perhaps you would be interested in seeing the rest of my collection?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 23, 2019, 10:22:22 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir gazed back at Alden, able to tell that he was starting to get through to him. Even if Alden never loved him back, he wanted Alden to actually understand his feelings and at least feel good about the fact that he was loved.<br><br>"I'd love to see your collection," said Abir. "While I have seen much of the world, I haven't actually seen many of the wondrous monsters in it. We tend to avoid them most of the time."<br><br>Abir led the way back to his tent and closed the flap behind them. "Go ahead, grab your real cloak. Then, if you don't mind, I need a little privacy so I can change for our trip."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 24, 2019, 07:41:42 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden sighed in relief, quickly following the prince back to the tent. Once there, he was quick to take off the jingling white cloak he had borrowed, placing it back in the chest where he had gotten it before putting on his own black cloak.<br><br>Upon hearing Abir ask for privacy, he cleared his throat once again. "Oh...yes, of course. I'll be waiting just outside the tent then," he assured the prince, his black cloak fluttering behind him as he passed by Abir on his way out.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 24, 2019, 09:48:59 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir wished he didn't have to dismiss Alden from his tent, but he knew it was probably best not to change clothes in front of him. Either Alden wouldn't like it, or he would and it would prove far too tempting, considering what the Code said about having relations with someone who didn't intend to stay with you. Abir changed from his lounging clothes into travel clothes, slinging a bow and quiver over his back. He still wore some jewelry, in case they met someone on the road and needed to negotiate, but far less than he was wearing before.<br><br>A few minutes later, he emerged. "Sorry to keep you waiting."<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/9e/71/0d/9e710dde16785bc089c9bffd45209a70.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 24, 2019, 10:21:42 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden had been waiting with his arms crossed just outside of the tent when he heard Abir's voice. As he turned around, his eyes widened a bit upon seeing what Abir's travel clothes were like. He couldn't help but glance over his form at least once.<br><br>Was he sure this prince was a man?<br><br>In any case, he quickly cleared his throat. "Well, good to see you're ready. Now then..." He glanced about. "Vitae?" he called out, taking a few steps away from the tent. It didn't take him long to see that the large were-cat had indeed returned.<br><br>Vitae seemed to have a number of feathers clung to some of his fur, as well as some dried blood. Otherwise, he was currently preoccupied by gently toying with one of the dangling decorations that was hanging around the camp.<br><br>Alden shook his head with a sigh, motioning with a hand for Abir to follow as he walked over to feline monster. "Vitae, over here," he ordered.<br><br>With that, Vitae's ears perked up, turning around to walk over to Alden with a light growl of understanding. That is, until he glanced over to see Abir again. This time, his growl was only slightly threatening, his ears slowly folding back as he hunched down a bit.<br><br>"Vitae, that's enough. He's an ally, and you are not to harm him. Is that clear?" Alden spoke clearly and loudly, his frown showing that he was growing impatient with the monster's behavior.<br><br>Vitae simply slowly retreated away from Abir, relenting for now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 24, 2019, 10:25:55 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir grew closer to Vitae and turned to look at Alden. "Is it ok if I pet him?" he asked, holding out his gentle hand. Though his hand was strong from learning to use a bow and carrying his own goods with him wherever he went, Abir's hand was also surprisingly soft. The result of using a number of different expensive lotions and oils to keep his skin gentle to the touch. He always thought that when the day come that he met the one he was to love that it was best he be as beautiful as possible. His love deserved nothing less.<br><br>"Vitae, it's ok," Abir said, growing closer to the were-cat, his hand outstretched, but with the palm exposed to show that he meant no harm. "I'm a friend."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 24, 2019, 10:45:04 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This time, Alden decided to step away, slowly watching to see what the monster would do. Still, he kept his hand on something on his belt, just in case.<br><br>The werecat glanced between Alden and Abir, as if looking to see if Alden was truly fine with this strange person. Slowly, Vitae took a few steps forward towards Abir, lowering his head to sniff at the prince's hand before licking it, as if trying to find hidden treats. When he sniffed and smelled nothing but strong perfume and incense, he quickly retracted his head, shaking his fur before walking on all fours to Alden.<br><br>Alden sighed, patting Vitae's head. "Well, it seems he tolerates you. That's a good sign. I won't have to worry about him deciding to maul you during our trip. However, if you'd like, we can spend more bonding time with Vitae. Because this..." He plucked one of the feathers out of Vitae's fur with an unamused expression. "...is unacceptable."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 24, 2019, 11:56:54 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir drew back from the werecat, a little sad that he'd not gotten to pet or touch him, but satisfied that at least Vitae didn't consider him an enemy. "I'd be happy to help you groom him," said Abir. He flicked his own long, silky, golden hair back. "If you can't tell, I like grooming." He chuckled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 24, 2019, 03:49:45 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Indeed. We're not going anywhere until this one is cleaned up," Alden noted, glancing down at Vitae. However, upon hearing the word 'clean', the werecat instantly stood on his legs, slowly backing away from Alden.<br><br>The collector sighed in annoyance. "Come now, Vitae, don't be such a baby. It's just a bath. We don't have time for you to have another tantrum--"<br><br>Vitae roared in Alden's face before he attempted to start bounding off. However, as he did so, Alden glared at the werecat, eyes narrowing as he gestured towards Vitae.<br><br>"<em>Vautruusk</em>." His voice seemed to echo slightly, the green runes on his arm band beginning to glow. It was at that point that the metal bands on Vitae's ankles and wrists started to light up with the same green runes, pulling themselves to the ground as Vitae let out a surprised cry. At this point, the werecat was forced face-down on the ground, his wrists and ankles bound to the dirt as Alden took slow, deliberate steps towards the werecat.<br><br>As the collector knelt down beside the monster, he feigned a look of calm, although his frown was still on his pale white face. "Now then...are you going to cooperate? Or do you want to stay stuck and think on it more?" he asked, an irritated growl coming out of his throat as he spoke.<br><br>As soon as he saw Vitae was done struggling, he snapped his fingers, his arm band once again glowing as the werecat was once again free to move.<br><br>"Now go. Go on. In the carriage. We do not have time for this nonsense," Alden told the monster, pointing to the entrance of the carriage.<br><br>Vitae grumbled a growl, but slowly slunk off to make his way back inside the carriage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 25, 2019, 09:27:39 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir watched the werecat retreat to the inside of Alden's carriage. Once the beast was out of sight, Abir turned to Alden. "So, do we give him a bath in the carriage? Or were you thinking of washing him in a pond or a stream or something? Also, does he hate water as much as regular cats do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 25, 2019, 12:56:36 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden quirked an eyebrow at Abir, wondering if the prince was used to seeing such magic that he wasn't surprised that Alden could use it.<br><br>"He's grabbing his tub. We're bathing him outside. And he just hates baths in particular. He can play and hunt in ponds and streams, but he doesn't like having to sit still while I help him get clean," he explained.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 25, 2019, 01:06:50 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir nodded. "I see. Will he allow me to help you get him clean?"<br><br>Abir was eager to help Alden however he could, but also understood that animals (and certainly monsters) could be finicky about things like that. He didn't want to lose any fingers for over-stepping his boundaries.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 25, 2019, 02:26:27 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Upon hearing Abir ask, the collector couldn't help but chuckle. "When I have my way, he won't have a choice in the matter. Who knows? You might have a special touch that can actually keep him calm without me having to forcibly keep him in the tub."<br><br>It was then that large footsteps could be heard coming out from the carriage. The werecat had come out carrying what appeared to be a large, wooden tub, big enough to fit him if he sat down in it. Inside were also the tools of his 'torture': some bottles of liquid soap, some buckets for collecting water, and a towel.<br><br>"Ah, there's a good boy," Alden chuckled, Vitae simply growling in response as he dropped the tub just beside the carriage.<br><br>"Right, then... I forget what nearby water sources there are that we can use for his bath. If you'd like, perhaps you could do the honors of collecting some while I make sure Vitae doesn't try to escape?" Alden asked, walking over to the tub to pick up two smaller wooden buckets with handles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 25, 2019, 03:53:16 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir nodded happily. "Yep. I'll head over to the river and bring some water back. It'll be cold, though. Is that ok?"<br><br>Abir walked over and snatched up both buckets in his hands. He waited on Alden's answer before heading off, and as soon as he got the approval he left to find the river.<br><br>As he said, the river ran with cold water, as rivers tend to. Abir dipped each bucket under the water's surface and pulled it up full to the brim. He returned to Alden carrying one bucket in either hand. Though they were filled to the top, Abir was well-practiced at making sure they did not spill a single drop.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 25, 2019, 04:43:43 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"He'll survive," was all Alden replied with an almost mischievous smirk on his face. While Abir had gone to fetch the water, Alden had made sure to empty the wooden tub and to get Vitae to sit down. The werecat had his clawed hands down on the bottom of the tub between his legs, the most grumpy look on his furry face.<br><br>As Alden caught Abir approaching, he grinned. "Ah, yes. Perfect. Now<em> dump it on him</em>," he replied with an almost evil tone.<br><br>The werecat said nothing, but his eyes were perfectly trained on the very full buckets of water.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 26, 2019, 09:01:18 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir looked at Vitae with a hint of fear at the idea of simply dumping cold water on him. He worried that the were-cat might lash out and attack him, even with Alden's spell over him. He'd seen his brother cast such spells before and knew they were never perfect.<br><br>But Abir had already told Alden that he loved him, and part of love that deep was trust. So, he put his trust in Alden and dumped out the buckets over Vitae's head, one after another. After the second one was emptied, Abir braced himself for Vitae's retaliation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 26, 2019, 06:30:28 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vitae roared out in obvious objection, but he did not strike out at Abir. Instead, Alden was already taking off his gloves and rolling up his sleeves, his nearly black skin showing as he lathered up some soap in his hands. Immediately he grabbed Vitae by the shoulders and started to rub and massage that area, lathering up the soap into Vitae's fur as a result.<br><br>"There you are, you big baby. Now be still. The sooner we can lather you up, the sooner it will be over, yes?" he told the werecat, who was now drenched in cold water.<br><br>Vitae struggled a little bit, but eventually submitted to his fate with a huff as he stayed seated in the wooden tub with the most unhappy look on his face.<br><br>Alden chuckled as he glanced towards Abir. "Well done, your highness. Would you mind grabbing a few more buckets of water to help rinse him off for later?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 27, 2019, 08:30:09 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, of course," said Abir, his face aglow with pride. He picked up both buckets and hurried off to the river again. Once more, he dipped them under the surface and took the water into the buckets, then returned to Alden's side. "Just say when."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 27, 2019, 09:24:59 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden chuckled upon seeing that Abir seemed to be proud of himself. As soon as the prince returned, he shook his head. <br><br>"Put them down for now. If you'd like, you can help me wash his back while I try to get the dried blood and feathers out of his fur," he suggested with a smile, his green eyes glancing over at the bottle of liquid soap as his hands were currently occupied lathering up the fur on the werecat's arms.<br><br>At this point, Vitae was just grumpily staying put, pouting as best as he could.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 27, 2019, 10:18:32 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sounds good to me," said Abir. He happily set both buckets down, lathered soap in his hands, and washed the beast's back. His hands moved through the fur, scrubbing to get it clean of the deep mess it had been filled with. "How often do you do this?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 27, 2019, 10:32:29 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'd say roughly every week or so. More often if he gets extremely filthy and I don't want to deal with him having a bunch of matted fur everywhere..." Alden replied. However, as he began to clean off the fur, he blinked in surprise to find that Vitae was actually reclining a bit into Abir's hands.<br><br>He quirked an eyebrow curiously as he glanced back at the prince, as if wondering if he was doing anything special.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 27, 2019, 10:36:02 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir gently massaged the skin underneath the fur, unaware that Vitae was doing anything out of the ordinary during the bath. <br><br>After a moment, the young prince noticed Alden looking at him strangely. Abir hoped, though did not expect it to be true, that Alden was admiring his appearance.<br><br>"What?" he asked. "Do I have something on my face?"<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a8/24/4d/a8244d9dbcda86791f87cb67e60f8cba.jpg)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 27, 2019, 11:17:17 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden glanced between Vitae and Abir, looking slightly bewildered at how much calmer the werecat seemed to be.<br><br>"Well...this is an interesting development. It seems you've gotten Vitae to actually relax while being bathed. That's quite a feat, your highness," he noted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>JessicaHouse</strong> on <strong>September 27, 2019, 11:26:06 am</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Abir flicked his own hair back and gave a proud smile. "I guess I just have a way with both man and beast." He chuckled, then continued his gentle massage and washing of the werecat. "So, not that your kid likes me, does that mean we can get married?" Abir laughed out loud. "It's a joke. I'm just playing around."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Soul's Travels (JessicaHouse x okintsukoro)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>okintsukoro</strong> on <strong>September 27, 2019, 06:18:19 pm</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alden chuckled and shook his head as he started to wash Vitae's face and ears. "He's not a child. He's actually close to my age. He's just very simple-minded and more instinct-driven," he explained. "But he's smart enough to know what's being said around him. That's why he's one of my most useful monsters."
			</dd>
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