by-the-dread-wolf:

queenoftheeasternseas:

“Over here, kitten~” Isabela waved at her and walked toward her. “Fancy meeting you here, out to get supplies I take it?” She put an arm around Merrill and ruffled her hair with the other hand. “Or out to pick some flowers perhaps? you won’t find any here. you should go to hightown for that” 

“Oh well actually I was on my way to the docks…and umm…well…” Merrill blushed as she rubbed the back of her head. Shifting from foot to foot, she could still feel the eyes of the back of her neck. It didn’t feel very safe here.

“Isabela…do you feel like someone is watching us.” Maybe she was just being paranoid but either way Isabela would know what to do. Isabela always seemed to know what to do.

Isabela felt it too, but she didn’t let it show. “oh kitten, are you feeling guilty about something? how about we get out of the streets first and you tell me what’s going on, hmmm?”

alannkinsella:

queenoftheeasternseas:

“You aren’t just saying that to keep me from investigating, hmm~?”

“Maybe an orgy would be too much for you to handle” Isabela chuckled “but what about sharing someone~? It could benefit the both of us” she winked and licked her fingers.

“Oh, Isabela, that would just be far too exciting for sober Alann to handle. I think I’m going to have to get a new liver if we keep doing these kinds of things. Being drunk all the time is really hard work.”

Isabela laughed “Oh please, like you would know what you are and aren’t capable of doing sober or not… I doubt you’ve actually ever tried, am I right? Think about it and give me your honest answer” she grinned. “You really should let loose more often, and not necessarily in a drunken stage. How can you enjoy all the pleasant things if you are too drunk to remember them much afterwards? hmm?”

alannkinsella:

queenoftheeasternseas:

“If there weren’t there wouldn’t be so much talk about it… Maybe you’re just not invited. Shame, really, you are quite good if I say so myself” Isabela grinned and popped some food into her mouth. “What do you say~ How about we crash on of those orgies?”

Alann laughed and said, “I’m telling you, there are no orgies.” He paused and added “But if you insist, we could always make some of our own~” in a mock Isabela tone of voice.

“You aren’t just saying that to keep me from investigating, hmm~?”

“Maybe an orgy would be too much for you to handle” Isabela chuckled “but what about sharing someone~? It could benefit the both of us” she winked and licked her fingers.

notabroodyelf:

by-the-dread-wolf:

notabroodyelf:

alannkinsella:

Like soon soon. SOON

I feel like a derp asking this, but what is IRC? ;o;

Its chat room thing. Sometimes its in character and sometimes we just get on and talk to each other. Its pretty fun. Except when it kicks me off. I swear that thing doesn’t like to let me stay on…anyway. Yeah. :)

Oooh, okay. Nice. :D
Aww. xD It’s just picky.

I’d totally be up for this if I wasn’t always seeing this so late ;n;

alannkinsella:

queenoftheeasternseas:

Isabela came back with a tray of breakfast and chuckled “you templars don’t get paid much, hmmm~? That is indeed tragic… it would appear you’d have hardly enough to go to the Rose AND have some ale… So you’d have to choose between one or the other need. I pity you templars…” she laughed “…except, I’m not” she placed the tray of food between them “So~ what about those templar orgies I hear so much about” she grinned and winked at him

Alann took some food at grinned. “I thought we already came to the understanding that there were no Templar orgies.” He said with his eyes closed. “If there were, I’m sure I wouldn’t have to spend all of my pay on ale.” He popped some food into his mouth.

“If there weren’t there wouldn’t be so much talk about it… Maybe you’re just not invited. Shame, really, you are quite good if I say so myself” Isabela grinned and popped some food into her mouth. “What do you say~ How about we crash on of those orgies?”

by-the-dread-wolf:

Merrill walked happily along until she suddenly stopped in the middle of Hightowns market. She slowly blinked a couple of times as she looked from side to side in confusion. After a moment or two the elf gave a low sigh and muttered, “Now how did I end up here?”

Her uncanny ability to get lost would have been funny if it wasn’t such a problem. She had been on her way to the docks and she somehow managed to show up in the market, she hadn’t even brought her ball of twine with her. Merrill was pretty sure that cat that lived around Darktown had run off with it. If that were true or not she had no idea, all she did know was she couldn’t find it anywhere.

With a roll of the eyes and a shrug from her shoulders the elf walked in the direction of a human vender. Always one step behind the world she seemed to find life was easier if you just went with the flow of things. She was here so she might as well get some supplies, her stores of lyrium had been running low lately anyway. Noticing that the nearest vendor was glaring at her looking in general direction of her ears was enough to give Merrill a moment of pause.

Pursing her lips she spun on her heals and thought maybe it would be a better idea to just leave. She was no longer feeling very welcome in this market. So it was no surprise that she jumped a little as she heard someone call out her name from across the way.

“Over here, kitten~” Isabela waved at her and walked toward her. “Fancy meeting you here, out to get supplies I take it?” She put an arm around Merrill and ruffled her hair with the other hand. “Or out to pick some flowers perhaps? you won’t find any here. you should go to hightown for that” 

I’m sorry I have been gone for so long… I promise I’ll get better on checking in on you guys… 

alannkinsella:

queenoftheeasternseas:

Isabela laughed “Someone seems to be full of himself, you’re cute” she chuckled “Don’t worry, I’m not. This is a one time thing… and I’m a woman, what good would that do you, hmm?”

“And of course I’m still here. this IS my room after all~ I’m offering lunch, we slept through breakfast, I’m just being a good host, that’s all”

“Well, if you’re being a good host, then you’re buying.” Alann smiled and closed his eyes. In a playful tone with corresponding head movements he added, “I’ve spent all my week’s pay on ale.” He laughed for a bit and rolled all the way onto the bed.

“Tragic, really.” He added happily.

Isabela came back with a tray of breakfast and chuckled “you templars don’t get paid much, hmmm~? That is indeed tragic… it would appear you’d have hardly enough to go to the Rose AND have some ale… So you’d have to choose between one or the other need. I pity you templars…” she laughed “…except, I’m not” she placed the tray of food between them “So~ what about those templar orgies I hear so much about” she grinned and winked at him

alannkinsella:

queenoftheeasternseas:

Isabela chuckles “That’s a good templar~” She handed him a mug of sweet elfroot juice. “And this is to get rid of the taste… Lay down for 5 minutes and your hangover will be gone” She got off the bed “I’m feeling a little bit hungry. What about you, care to join me?”

Alann greedily took the mug and practically shoved all of it’s contents into his mouth at once. He swallowed with difficulty, due to the sheer volume, and took a deep breath as he flopped back into the bed. His eyebrows went up when he heard food mentioned.

“First I wake up and you’re still here, and now you’re going to eat breakfast with me?” Alann said in a feigned tone of astonishment. He switched to sarcasm. “Don’t tell me you’re falling head over heels in love with me so soon.”

Isabela laughed “Someone seems to be full of himself, you’re cute” she chuckled “Don’t worry, I’m not. This is a one time thing… and I’m a woman, what good would that do you, hmm?”

“And of course I’m still here. this IS my room after all~ I’m offering lunch, we slept through breakfast, I’m just being a good host, that’s all”

alannkinsella:

queenoftheeasternseas:

Isabela laughed “A little secret from Rivain.. Trust me, you don’t want to know what’s in it… Drink it all up, you’ll feel better soon” She walked over and petted Alann’s head then sat down next to him.

Alann made a face and turned away from the drink for a second. “I’d honestly rather be hungover than drink this shit, but if you say so…” He raised it to his lips once more, and with a desperate look of disgust drank the rest of it.

All that could come out of his mouth was “Puuuulllgggghhhhhhhhh” and a few coughs before he swallowed it all.

Isabela chuckles “That’s a good templar~” She handed him a mug of sweet elfroot juice. “And this is to get rid of the taste… Lay down for 5 minutes and your hangover will be gone” She got off the bed “I’m feeling a little bit hungry. What about you, care to join me?”