The Outlook

[Britwitch]

Nice to see you again too Avel

Raising her glass in his direction before taking a sip

And an understanding sounds more preferable to a fight, at least to me.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

Nice to see you again too Avel

Raising her glass in his direction before taking a sip

And an understanding sounds more preferable to a fight, at least to me.

Fights with Blade are anything but a fight, Milady. *grins*

 

[Britwitch]

Fights with Blade are anything but a fight, Milady. *grins*

This I think I'm beginning to understand...

A mischievous wink punctuates her response.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

This I think I'm beginning to understand...

A mischievous wink punctuates her response.

*laughs softly and raises her glass in salute to Lady Brit*

 

[Avellan13]

I shrug and walk over to Brit.

I agree.

I look over at Cait and Blade.

I don`t like fights. They almost always end badly with someone getting injured.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

I shrug and walk over to Brit.

I agree.

I look over at Cait and Blade.

I don`t like fights. They almost always end badly with someone getting injured.

Mmmm. Then you haven't experienced the right kind of fighting, Avel.

 

[Britwitch]

Some fights are necessary...some are fun, almost a game...I think their fights might fall into this second category...

She nudges Avel playfully with her elbow

...don't you agree...?

 

[Avellan13]

Mmmm. Then you haven't experienced the right kind of fighting, Avel.

Matter what you onsider the right kind of fight. I do street fighting, with is the most common in urban areas. But these day, fighting consists of guns, air strikes, and nuclear threats.

 

[Avellan13]

Some fights are necessary...some are fun, almost a game...I think their fights might fall into this second category...

She nudges Avel playfully with her elbow

...don't you agree...?

I smile at her.

Yes. Play fights are fine. Just be careful .. especially when one participant is drunk.

 

[Britwitch]

I smile at her.

Yes. Play fights are fine. Just be careful .. especially when one participant is drunk.

Smiles back

Very true and to my mind, air strikes and such fall under the category of attacks rather than fights. To fight implies some kind of equality between the opponents and a sense of honour. But then maybe that's just my romantic sensibilities.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

I smile at her.

Yes. Play fights are fine. Just be careful .. especially when one participant is drunk.

*grins wickedly* I'd never take advantage of Blade that way. Drunk that is. *contemplates* Well, maybe a little, if I could get away with it.

 

[Avellan13]

I look at Brit with a small smile.

Romantic sensibilities?

I turn back to Cait.

I know you would. It`s always fun to watch a drunk in a fight. Not a bar fight, but street fighting with knives, or Karate, etc.

 

[DarkWarrioress]

I look at Brit with a small smile.

Romantic sensibilities?

I turn back to Cait.

I know you would. It`s always fun to watch a drunk in a fight. Not a bar fight, but street fighting with knives, or Karate, etc.

Ah well, the RW calls and I must heed it. Milady Brit, Merry part until we meet again. Avel, I'm sure I will see you sometime today.

* a quick glance in Blade's direction, thinking he has fallen asleep and she is gone in a swirl of air*

 

[Britwitch]

I look at Brit with a small smile.

Romantic sensibilities?

You know what I mean, I'm sure, the idea that warriors and fighters have a sense of what's right and fair...a sense of nobility. Not very realistic, more romantic.

Flutters her long, dark, eyelashes over dramatically whilst pretending to swoon in the style of the famed damsels in distress

Take care Cait, Merry Part

She calls as the beautiful warrior departs

 

[Avellan13]

I nod to Cait as she leaves.

Vale Cai. See you some time.

I turn back towards Brit.

So. How is everything going for you? I haven`t seen you in a while.

I sit down at a couch and motion to the space next to me, offering her a seat.

 

[Britwitch]

She sits beside him on the couch, half turning to face him.

Things are going well, the RW is a hectic place at the moment but things are finally starting to calm down and so I managed to grab a little time to myself today to try and write and visit here. And things with you...?

 

[Avellan13]

I grab two drinks from a passing waiter and offer one to her.

Ehh. It`s a little crazy here to. I need to find a better job and get money, but with my county`s economy... well that`s nearly impossible. Then I also have to care for my autistic cousin. But whenever I`m around friends here on Lit, I feel much better.

I reach over and brush a strand of hair out of her face and smile at her.

It`s good to be here. Even though not many people are here right now. At least your here.

 

[Britwitch]

Blushes and smiles a little shyly as he brushes her hair aside, taking the drink with a quiet thank you

...well, it's nice to be here with you too.

Sipping the drink and leaning against the back of the couch, curling bare legs beneath her in the process.

The RW is a necessary evil sometimes, here we can make our worlds whatever we want them to be...be whoever we want to be...

Blue eyes look at him over the rim of her glass.

...do whatever we want to do...

 

[Avellan13]

I grin at her with a mischievious smile.

I guess your right.

I put my left arm around her and gently pull her close to me.

I`m surprised your interested in me. Considering who I am. You don`t fear me?

I kiss her on the cheek then look her in the eyes.

 

[Britwitch]

She shifts closer, helping him move her towards him.

Fear you? Why would I fear you?
After all, I'm a witch, I've had my fair share of people panic upon hearing that word.

Blushes a little more at the kiss, meeting his eyes before pressing a kiss of her own to his cheek, her lips brushing the corner of his mouth in the process.

 

[Avellan13]

Well.. considering I`m the Black Smoke.

I lean forward. My face an inch from her`s.

I don`t fear witches. I actually find them interesting. Almost like vampires and werewolves.

I kiss her on the lip as my hand moves to baseof her neck.

 

[Britwitch]

Can't say I've ever kissed someone who was Smoke before...

Her voice is husky and low, almost a whisper. Before she adds with a wink.

And I'm very interesting...

A tremor trips down her spine at the pressure of his hand upon her neck, one of her 'weak' spots, her lips parting to return the kiss while her hands rise to rest lightly upon his chest.

 

[Avellan13]

I smile again as she places her hand on my chest.

I`m not made of smoke. It`s my other form. I have my human form now and my smoke form as another.

I close my eyes, then open them again. This time they`re black orbs of swirling smoke instead of the light blue.

I could show you if you want?

 

[Britwitch]

Her own blue eyes widen as she watches his change so dramatically. Wordlessly she nods before shaking herself and finally managing to say,

That would be very interesting, but only if you'd like to show me...

She presses another kiss to his lips, this time letting her lips linger against his for a few moments longer.

 

[Avellan13]

I smile then shift my form. Black smoke rises around me and then dissipates. I`m a shapeless cloud of black smoke about the size of a boa contrictor, not wanting to appear too large and scare her and the staff. I slowly fly towards Brit and wrap myself around her. I move one of my tendrils of smoke, up in front of her face and speak to her in her mind.

This is who I am. I can`t speak vocally because I have no way to do so. So I use telepathy. What do you think about me?