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  1. Those hands, they wandered, carefully, practiced, deliberate. With each motion, each kiss, her body trembled further. Simmone was eager, tempting her to press further, Cascade was a game, one that her current partner sought to finish, to explore, to ruin. It was true, she had bit off more than she could chew. The sensation she felt, it was unfamiliar, scary. A woman's touch; gentle, yet resolute, seeking treasure. Cascade gasped, her head landing on Simmones shoulder, she placed small, soft, eager kisses along her neck as the woman continued. Her body moved on its own, betraying her. Whe
  2. For a long moment Cascade couldn't move. The world had stilled- her heartbeat thundered too loud, her breath caught somewhere between her ribs and her throat. His warmth lingered, the echo of his lips presses against her skin like a phantom she didn't know how to banish. The air between them crackled, fragile and electric. Her gaze darted from his eyes to his mouth, then away, then back again. What just happened? Her mind screamed to think, but her body was still suspended in aftershock. Her pulse thundered, refusing to settle. The word forgive hung in the air, raw and trembling. S
  3. The press of bodies blurred into rhythm; the blackbooks music fell away until only breath filled the space between them. Cascades pulse hammered against Simmones, a duet that didn't need melody. Somewhere along the line Simmone had found a way to let go of her hand, the thought soured mood, hand finding her waist pulling them ever closer. The moment was nothing short of heat and passion, a burning need that begged to be met. Cascades hands started to wander, tracing every curve slowly, deliberately, making sure Simmone felt every touch. When she had teased the woman, she hadn't thought i
  4. The sun was bright today, birds flying high above, turning and gliding about in the air. Floor 5 had its own level of excitement. Seemed as though the NPC villagers nearby were celebrating a birthday. She was bewildered. Birthdays Kayaba? Really? She chuckled to herself, the man was insane, beyond unhinged, but he had added something so menial, mundane even. She had never celebrated her own, from her perspective, there was no reason to. Cascade shrugged, her feet leading her where they willed. She looked all around town as they wandered. There was plenty of see, people to meet, quests to
  5. Cascade

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    Familiar evaluation: Thread: https: //www.sao-rpg.com/topic/42721-pp-pt-f01-i-guess-murders-aint-all-bad/ Successful Roll ID: 255176 CD: 12 attempt 2/4 Success! Name: Arenyx Description: A creature born of storm light and shadow- A Raven whose feathers drink in darkness and pulse with an inner, ghostly blue glow. His eyes black, sharp with an intelligent, and unsettling calm; the gaze of one who knows. His talons are sharp and strong. He is a companion, neither beast nor spirit, but something balanced perfectly between. A companion not boun
  6. She hadn't come to fall into someone, this wasn't her usual role, none of this hadn't been her intention.... but this woman. She was in a way, captivating. Cascade felt as though she could get drunk on her scent alone. Ascension. How she wished he would come, where was her stallion at this hour anyhow? Would he come to something like this? She had thought it to be a simple ball, but it had turned out to be far more complicated. Despite it all, Simmone was warm, grounding, and Cascade was simply exhausted, so tired of holding herself upright. It had been a long week. She settled further into th
  7. All she could do was nod and hum in reply, her mind was still in shock, she could think the words she wanted to say, but every time she tried to open her mouth.... nothing. She followed behind him, more closely this time. Her entire body felt heavy, weighed down by some unnatural force. Soon enough they came back to the wretched crossing that brought them into the witches domain. The air changed, it was thicker, more eerie now than before. She tensed again with what little strength she had. Eyes on alert, not just for herself, but also for her partner. In time the green haired woman
  8. She smiled, his words had affirmed something in her- her way of surviving- and it brought a comfort she hadn't realized she needed. She knew moping got her nowhere, if she didn't try she would never make it out- she knew that, too. But some days the question would creep in: what was the point if she was just going to die anyways? Ascension had unintentionally dug into the depths of her mind and reminded her that it was okay to be human. She breathed in, steadier than she'd expected. The shame was still there- but lighter, like it had somehow loosened its grip. He'd done that somehow, with
  9. Hands grabbed her, moving her about the room. She attempted to pull away in protest, but they moved quickly pushing her down into a seat... that wasn't at all a seat, rather someone's lap. She felt the warmth of lush skin beneath her, a scent of liquor, smoke, and something faintly sweet entering her senses. She turned seeing the faint glow of a cigarette being laid to rest. The person under her shifted, the lights flickering back on, everything had happened so fast. She looked around noting the change in the room, others had been moved and paired at random. A scuffle at the bar had drawn som
  10. She closed her eyes focusing on his words. She felt absolutely exhausted. Focus on breathing, just like he said, count. She took a deep, shaky breath, beginning the process. She felt the squeeze, reassuring, kind. Slowly but surely the more she tried the easier it became. She breathed in as she counted up to seven, held her breath, blew out for another seven. Panic attack? Was that really what it was? Something cool touched her, wiping gently at her skin in careful, practiced motions. She let him work, she was too tired to protest. The cloth met her face once again. The cool sensation set
  11. Cascade watched the dancers from the outskirts of the dance floor. Some moved with grace, others precision, some without technique, others with plenty. She smiled fondly, it did look fun after all. There were several perfumes and colognes wafting around the room, it was almost overwhelming. She looked around taking time to admire the other settings around her. The bar was lit colorfully, many players sat or stood, lingering, drinking, chatting, laughing, some crying. Her gaze shifted. The food tables never seemed to run short, whomever ran the event had made sure to keep the everything well st
  12. She was panicked, disassociated from the world around her. All she could hear was the thumping inside her brain, words echoing, banging against her skull. All she could feel was the warm blood that pooled around her, terror. She couldn't feel the pain from her nails, couldn't feel Reytac as he began to draw her back to reality, couldn't hear his voice, or the caws of her Raven. Just the pressure on her chest; heavy, suffocating. There was something unusual, pulses of pressure. She felt it, she focused on it. Her breathing hitched. The rhythm he'd set- in, out - began to stick, uneven but tryin
  13. She nodded, whatever the reason, she wanted to make it quick. The less time she had to spend in that place the better. "Alright then, we best be on our way." She began to follow trailing behind him loosely once again. She heard Reytac ask his bird if it was female. She chuckled softly as the bird chirped in what seemed like acceptance and resumed pecking at his buckle. Funny how she had acquired a male companion and he had gotten a female. It was interesting to her how these things seemed to happen. She kept walking, her gait steady and relaxed. A sudden gust tore through the clear
  14. While Reytac began his next search, Cascade found a nearby log to plant herself on for the time being. She watched from afar as he made his next taming attempts, and judging by her face and his; much to their surprise the bird flew right up to Rey. It landed in front of him hopping about. Eventually Reytac brought his arm out, and the avian happily obliged, flying uo and securing itself on his arm. "Well then, that was unexpected." she flashed him a dashing, pride filled smile. She watched as his new companion nestled against him and chirpped. She was happy for him, after all it had alre
  15. "A light huh? We really are similar." she noted quietly. "It is true, the moment you have something... or someone to fight for, your fuled by cause. Determination spikes within you and you just keep going, no matter how unrealistic it may seem to you or others, you fight against nature even, against reason. That's what striving to meet the goal is. An unrelenting fight to meet the goal thats been set, no matter the cost." she sighed placing her hands in her pockets. It's only a matter of time. She shrugged to his reply, "Happy to help." in all honesty she was glad to keep him company, i
  16. She offered a smile of her own as the thoughts swirled around in her mind. "It may be selfish, but I think we need to be sometimes, if only a little. Lest we forget the reasons we carry on.... that would be the real tragedy." she sighed, "We are one in the same, you and I. I Wish to return to the real world someday, bury my loved one, and carry on. Perhaps even stop running. Until then, I will fight, until my heart stops beating." she looked afar off, a distant, yet familiar glow in her eyes. Reytac had turned his attention back to the gliding avian. After a few taunts, it flew off. Reys
  17. He froze, she flinched. It seemed as though she had hit a nerve. One deep enough to penetrate the depths of his soul. She wanted the ground to swallow her whole. Knowing that it was impossible, she settled for looking at the ground. Dirt, grass, rocks, bugs, weeds, pebbles, anything else she could focus on rather than the tired eyes that had turned towards her. She wanted an answer, she needed his answer, but it terrified her. What would he think? What would he say? She lifted her head, hesitant and slow, meeting the mans eyes. He nodded to her once. His reply came. Her eyes widened, her
  18. An explosion of dust flew in the air for a moment. Cascade was nothing short of alarmed. By the time the dust settled enough to see Reytac, the white haired girl she knew as Nissa had vanished. The bird that had been perched on her hand had taken flight in circles above Rey, caring at him carelessly. The whole thing was like a fever dream. She knew she had seen the girl, encountered her, watched her, heard her. But the whole thing verged on being a hallucination. Yet her small footprints still lingered in the dirt nearby. Even Reytac had been left disoriented for a time. The Raven kept cl
  19. Just as Cascade had thought, the peculiar girl was indeed significantly stronger than herself. Power hummed faintly around her, quiet but undeniable, like a storm pretending to sleep. Had she come by just to drop off the snake? No explanation- just that errie calm. She was an odd, little thing. Cascade shifted her weight, loosening her stance a bit. Fine, be mysterious. She turned her attention back to Reytac and the bird. In all truth, she really did wish for Rey's success. She watched as he held out his hand toward the Raven. "How about it then, little beauty. What's it gonna
  20. She chuckled, "Well, that's good." she listened as he offered her advice. "Foraging and cooking would be great." she nodded, "Makes sense, you do seem like you'd do something like that to occupy your time." A voice rang out carrying throught the wind, a voice too close, too quickly. Cascade tensed, eyes shooting towards the source. A small girl had snuck up on them, and apparently she knew Reytac. How did she- She was quite cheeky with her words, was she as young as it appeared? Cascade stood, backing away slightly, the girl had zero problems with entering others domains. She whistled sharply,
  21. It wouldn't be the first time she had done it nor the last. Though there was no telling what Rey would think had he heard it. A different language, one that seemed to work with the birds. She walked beside him watching carefully as he made his next attempts. Cascade chuckled audibly, "Reytac I don't believe threatening the creatures will put the ball very far into your court." she sighed and brought a hand to her chin in thought. He just needed to think from the birds perspective, sure it sounded silly, but it worked. If you were a Raven and a big towering, intimidating person came around off
  22. She chuckled, "That's exactly what im referring to, the right one." She smiled adding, "Anyways, I'm happy to keep you company, I've enjoyed it myself so far. Besides, do you really expect me to walk back towards madam voodoos lair alone?" she smirked, showing her goofy side as she made the smart comment. She watched him as he pet her Raven. Thankfully, he didn't seem to mind Rey, and had trusted her judgment with him. She nodded to his thanks. She watched as he pulled out his spyglass and began to scan the area for new clusters. A few moments later and he had found one, gesturing her t
  23. She hummed in reply as she watched Reytac attempt another tame. She almost felt bad for him, she had done it so easily it seemed, and here he was struggling. Before long the bird crouched, jumping up, and then flew off. She hoped he wasn't disheartened by her sucess and his failed attempt. Reytac stood stretching tall, she heard a few pops as he did so. How old was he anyway? "The good news is maybe you will find yourself a better partner in the long run." He commented on her face lighting up. She was a bit embarrassed he had noticed her slight childish nature peeking t
  24. Cascade couldn't help but be tickled by Reytacs utter disbelief. She watched as he looked at himself, then towards her, then back at himself again with a furrowed brow. She swallowed her laugh, keeping a straight face. "I mean what I said in the kindest way possible." she kept her voice quiet so as not to startle the bird, she wasn't sure he would hear her, but she offered the sentiment anyhow. She hoped it hadn't upset him, that was far from her intentions. Could he really be this unaware of his stature? Sure, he was 'just another guy,' but Reytac was a big man, he had a rough build, he
  25. Cascade giggled freely and happily as her Raven began to fiddle with her fingers and hair, climbing up on her shoulder and eventually her head. She began to ponder what she would call her new friend. After long thought she still hadn't come to a conclusion, she wanted it to be perfect and special. This was after all, a new chapter for the both of them. She stood; her avain companion staying put, she looked over at Reytac who appeared to be having a harder time with his Raven. She smiled for a moment, then called out to him softly so as not to alarm the pair. "Perhaps try lowering yoursel
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