The Outlook

[The_gladiator]

Noon chimes back in. "Better is of course a subjective term. There are certain things that need to be done to adapt for television shows. Typically, the females get more sexed up, regardless if it's appropriate or not." He shrugs. "They have to appeal to a slightly different audience on TV, and the writers can be afraid to take the story to the dark places that G. R. R. Martin would because they don't want to appear too anti-feminist."

he nods at Noon's words, "True. I just typically prefer books to movies and the like in general..."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Noon chimes back in. "Better is of course a subjective term. There are certain things that need to be done to adapt for television shows. Typically, the females get more sexed up, regardless if it's appropriate or not." He shrugs. "They have to appeal to a slightly different audience on TV, and the writers can be afraid to take the story to the dark places that G. R. R. Martin would because they don't want to appear too anti-feminist."

She snorted. "Anti-feminist. Give me a break. It's reality how is that anti-feminist? There are just some things that are undeniable."

 

[The_gladiator]

She snorted. "Anti-feminist. Give me a break. It's reality how is that anti-feminist? There are just some things that are undeniable."

Glad moves over and sits at the foot of Cait's lounger. He lets his eyes slide up her body before grabbing her foot as he did the other day.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Glad moves over and sits at the foot of Cait's lounger. He lets his eyes slide up her body before grabbing her foot as he did the other day.

She let out a tiny yelp of surprise but that was all. She smiled at him, wondering if letting him massage her foot. At least the other day, she had more clothes on.

 

[The_gladiator]

She let out a tiny yelp of surprise but that was all. She smiled at him, wondering if letting him massage her foot. At least the other day, she had more clothes on.

"Its nothing I haven't seen before." he said softly, "Its not like I'm gonna put the moves on you with noon here anyway." he said as if reading her thoughts... "Don't worry... I'm mostly harmless." he teases.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"Its nothing I haven't seen before." he said softly, "Its not like I'm gonna put the moves on you with noon here anyway." he said as if reading her thoughts... "Don't worry... I'm mostly harmless." he teases.

"Mostly harmless, " she muttered into her drink as she took a long swallow.

 

[The_gladiator]

"Mostly harmless, " she muttered into her drink as she took a long swallow.

"Yes, of course, I mean the most harm I'd do is give you an orgasm, right?" he says with a chuckle.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"Yes, of course, I mean the most harm I'd do is give you an orgasm, right?" he says with a chuckle.

She choked on her drink.

 

[The_gladiator]

She choked on her drink.

He laughed watching her choke on her drink. "Easy there... don't die, it wasn't that funny." his grin was wider though, "Honestly, what could giving someone an orgasm really do?" he inquired trying to sound pensive and keep a straight face, failing at both.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He laughed watching her choke on her drink. "Easy there... don't die, it wasn't that funny." his grin was wider though, "Honestly, what could giving someone an orgasm really do?" he inquired trying to sound pensive and keep a straight face, failing at both.

She felt her head drop back against the lounge. "No more talks of orgasms, ok? She grumbled good-naturedly.

 

[The_gladiator]

She felt her head drop back against the lounge. "No more talks of orgasms, ok? She grumbled good-naturedly.

"Why? does it make you want one?" he teased tickling the bottom of her foot playfully.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

"Why? does it make you want one?" he teased tickling the bottom of her foot playfully.

She jerked her foot, trying to get it away from his tickling.

"No... Glad... No tickling please..." she was laughing and clutching her drink, "Stop it... Glad..." she strove for a warning tone, but felt she dismally failing at it. How much warning could you give while being tickled and laughing anyway?

 

[dragonrazor]

She jerked her foot, trying to get it away from his tickling.

"No... Glad... No tickling please..." she was laughing and clutching her drink, "Stop it... Glad..." she strove for a warning tone, but felt she dismally failing at it. How much warning could you give while being tickled and laughing anyway?

*slips in quietly, then flings a water grenade at Cait*

 

[The_gladiator]

She jerked her foot, trying to get it away from his tickling.

"No... Glad... No tickling please..." she was laughing and clutching her drink, "Stop it... Glad..." she strove for a warning tone, but felt she dismally failing at it. How much warning could you give while being tickled and laughing anyway?

He grinned and stopped after a few seconds his touches turning to light nerve touches, a massage technique that involved lightly touching the skin, in such a way that it almost tickled but more made nerves fire in the foot. His hands then resumed massaging. his hands working their way up onto her calf.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He grinned and stopped after a few seconds his touches turning to light nerve touches, a massage technique that involved lightly touching the skin, in such a way that it almost tickled but more made nerves fire in the foot. His hands then resumed massaging. his hands working their way up onto her calf.

She glanced at him as his technique changed, she smiled. "Your need for touch makes you very good at this, Glad."

 

[The_gladiator]

She glanced at him as his technique changed, she smiled. "Your need for touch makes you very good at this, Glad."

He laughs, "Thank you... my hands do get tired after a while, I don't have the kind of stamina most that do such things for real do... but, thank you."He blushes a bit at her compliment. "I used to think I was good at such things until I dated someone who had training, I found I was sincerely lacking by comparison." he said with a chuckle. "But I haven't gotten any complaints so that's ok... no wait I guess I have, my sister says I rub too hard on her shoulders, I think she's a wimp but yeah." he says.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Wandering along the shore line, dress loose, floaty, falling to my toes. The moon is high, yellow, gorgeous. The night is silent. In the distance I can see the lights of the outlook proper, but I do not want to see any one who might be about. This time is for me, just me.

Eventually, I find a quiet place, the rocky outcropping where I used to spend all my time, long and long ago. From my pocket, I pull out a piece of white sage, a few crumpled cedar chips, some white rose petals, and a clear quartz crystal, stunning in it's purity and clarity. With deft fingers I tear the sage smaller and gather up a few pieces of driftwood. I break them into twig sizes and scoop out a fire pit. Then I begin to build the fire.

Wood, cedar, wood, sage, wood, petal, wood. When it is a small blaze in the cool darkness, I stride to the water's edge and kneel, dipping my quartz into the salty spray.
Returning to my space, I allow pure white light to fill my head and cast it outward, so that envelops me in sacredness...then I sit...and pray.

 

[dragonrazor]

Wandering along the shore line, dress loose, floaty, falling to my toes. The moon is high, yellow, gorgeous. The night is silent. In the distance I can see the lights of the outlook proper, but I do not want to see any one who might be about. This time is for me, just me.

Eventually, I find a quiet place, the rocky outcropping where I used to spend all my time, long and long ago. From my pocket, I pull out a piece of white sage, a few crumpled cedar chips, some white rose petals, and a clear quartz crystal, stunning in it's purity and clarity. With deft fingers I tear the sage smaller and gather up a few pieces of driftwood. I break them into twig sizes and scoop out a fire pit. Then I begin to build the fire.

Wood, cedar, wood, sage, wood, petal, wood. When it is a small blaze in the cool darkness, I stride to the water's edge and kneel, dipping my quartz into the salty spray.
Returning to my space, I allow pure white light to fill my head and cast it outward, so that envelops me in sacredness...then I sit...and pray.

*slips up behind Luna, and sets a tray with tea and cookies on it, then starts to step away*

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He laughs, "Thank you... my hands do get tired after a while, I don't have the kind of stamina most that do such things for real do... but, thank you."He blushes a bit at her compliment. "I used to think I was good at such things until I dated someone who had training, I found I was sincerely lacking by comparison." he said with a chuckle. "But I haven't gotten any complaints so that's ok... no wait I guess I have, my sister says I rub too hard on her shoulders, I think she's a wimp but yeah." he says.

She smiled. "There are muscles in your hands and like anything else you must train them for that kind of work. Comparing yourself to anyone else, let alone a professional, is a moot point. You have feeling in your touch, Glad. it's a healing touch."

 

[The_gladiator]

She smiled. "There are muscles in your hands and like anything else you must train them for that kind of work. Comparing yourself to anyone else, let alone a professional, is a moot point. You have feeling in your touch, Glad. it's a healing touch."

He nods, "I try... Touch can say so much to me. I can touch you or anyone the exact same way but there is something there that means something different depending on my touch. Its like... I could stroke your cheek." here he leans over and does so, cupping her cheek sliding his thumb over her cheekbone. But, that exact same touch could say I think you're beautiful, I love you, I'm sorry, I can't resist touching you, or probably a number of other things. Not everyone can recognize that, can understand what a single touch can say." he shrugs, "But its one of my love languages, so that might be why I can understand..." he muses.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Drifting in silence, allowing myself to breathe in peace, purity, calm. Pushing away hurt, negativity, pain. There is a cycle in that, a thing that has weight, beauty. The roar of the waves is the back beat to my breathing and eventually, I am filled with calmness.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He nods, "I try... Touch can say so much to me. I can touch you or anyone the exact same way but there is something there that means something different depending on my touch. Its like... I could stroke your cheek." here he leans over and does so, cupping her cheek sliding his thumb over her cheekbone. But, that exact same touch could say I think you're beautiful, I love you, I'm sorry, I can't resist touching you, or probably a number of other things. Not everyone can recognize that, can understand what a single touch can say." he shrugs, "But its one of my love languages, so that might be why I can understand..." he muses.

I suppose it depends on the people involved too. When you're with someone you're intimate with, they can feel those little nuances.

 

[The_gladiator]

I suppose it depends on the people involved too. When you're with someone you're intimate with, they can feel those little nuances.

He nods."On that note remind me to tell you more about touch in my situation in private." he says. "But for now, I am thinking a good nights sleepwill do me as much good for this exam tomorrow as cramming, so... I'm opting for the sleep..." He leans over her again and kisses her softly on the lips, "Good Night Cait... rest well when you get there."

 

[DarkWarrioress]

He nods."On that note remind me to tell you more about touch in my situation in private." he says. "But for now, I am thinking a good nights sleepwill do me as much good for this exam tomorrow as cramming, so... I'm opting for the sleep..." He leans over her again and kisses her softly on the lips, "Good Night Cait... rest well when you get there."

She kissed him lightly, "Good night, Glad. Sleep well."

 

[The_gladiator]

She kissed him lightly, "Good night, Glad. Sleep well."

"I will try." he murmers and walks off before fading into the rw.