Irial ♥ 1

[gentle_cruelty]

 Who:  Irial gentle_cruelty   and _________
 Where:  Irial is sitting on top of cottage #15
 Style:  Whateverworks for you
 Status:  Open like faery wings!

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[stillneedsakiss]

[Seeing someone on a rooftop was unusual. Seeing someone with wings on a rooftop was even more so, though it made it easy to see how they might have gotten up there. It was a bit of a daunting sight, but she'd be lying to say she wasn't curious or intrigued. She hustled over closer, but kept enough distance that the angle wouldn't become too steep for her to see him.]

Are you looking for someone? Maybe I can help.

[gentle_cruelty]

[Glamor is a go, at least for the wings. While being visible without meaning to was an annoyance, Irial didn't mind being seen. He wasn't sure if he was ready for everyone to question him about the wings, however. It was safer to pass for human.

[Well, hello there, precious. Irial peered over the edge of the roof in order to glance down at the girl before without losing his footing, still crouched down]

Maybe you could. [Irial replied with what was meant to be a friendly smile] I have no idea where I am.

[stillneedsakiss]

[Okay, that was weird. She was sure she'd seen wings. Her mind wasn't playing tricks on her, was it?

[As he crouched down at the edge of the roof, she couldn't help worrying a little that he might fall. She also couldn't help noticing the sharp contrast in height between them, the way that she had to crane her neck up to continue speaking to him.

[She returned the smile automatically; she wasn't a girl who had to think about being friendly.] You must have just arrived! Welcome to Somarium. This is a dream world that collects souls from a wide range of universes and times. Have you found your Dreamberry yet? It looks like this. [She pulled out her own Dreamberry and held it up on display.]

[gentle_cruelty]

[A dream world that collects souls? A cigarette was exactly what he needed right now. Reaching inside his pocket, Irial retrieved what should be a pack of cigarettes, and instead, was a flat, roughly-squared...cell. Staring at with curiosity, Irial gave it an once over before showing it to her]

How did I acquire this? Door prize?

[stillneedsakiss]

[She wished he'd come down from there. This was no way to have a conversation if you asked her.]

Everyone wakes up here with one already on them. I think they just magically appear in your pocket. They're very handy! It's how you communicate with people here. People use it for announcements, starting discussions, asking questions, all kinds of things. It's also what broadcasts the dreams.

[gentle_cruelty]

Interesting. [Irial replied, though he seemed more interested in the sight of the girl speaking than the words that were actually coming out of her mouth. Wanting a better look, Irial slid off the roof, sinking down a little with bent knees as he landed. Then he straightened up and smiled down at her, a few steps away from invading personal space]

I'm glad you found me.

[stillneedsakiss]

[Aya drew in a breath as he descended from the roof, and with far more grace than most could have managed, and stepped in closer. Somewhere, deep down, there was a tiny little alarm going off inside her. Her heart began to beat faster. Her skin felt slightly warm. And she was made very much aware as she still had to look up to meet his eyes that he was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome.

[Which likely meant Ran would not care for his being in her company on sight. Oh well...! Ran wasn't here.]

Y-yeah... me too... I mean! It's a good thing. It helps to know someone familiar with everything to show you the ropes.

[gentle_cruelty]

It certainly does. [Irial said in a low, humming voice, taking a calculated step forward. A simple step, her scent coming better into focus as he breathed in, then exhaled with an appreciative sigh]

My name is Irial.

[stillneedsakiss]

I'm Aya. It's nice to meet you. [More than nice, maybe. That little alarm going off inside her was still there, but under a deliberate muffle. She suspected that edge was part of what made him seem exciting.

[The step forward almost felt like a challenge to her. She met it by not taking a step away to match it.]

I can show you around?

[gentle_cruelty]

Would you? [Irial invited, reaching out as if to touch her face, and instead he brushed a shorter strand of her hair, merely lifting it away from her skin with his fingertips]

I would love that.

[stillneedsakiss]

[Oh. Nineteen-year-old girl with an insta-crush was a definite Go. Guys, as a rule, did not flirt that hard and that fast. The attention alone gave her a rush.

[The faintest blush came to her face. She grinned, convinced it was the most idiotic grin she'd ever donned and not really caring.]

Great! So, right now we're in Espoir, the village in the middle of the city. The city is divided into five districts...

[Without hesitation, she took his arm to tug him off towards the first of those districts.] We'll go to the residential district first. There are places to live all over, but most of the apartments are there. It also has a café and a lake.

[gentle_cruelty]

[Irial smiled with pleasure as she took him arm, no hesitation whatsoever in the decision to do it. Brave girl]

It sounds beautiful. [Irial replied, although he he lowered his hand to more conventionally take hers, rather than being tugged along by his arm. Raising their linked hands, he left a few gentle kisses along her knuckles]

Will you show me?

[stillneedsakiss]

[Aya felt another flush of excitement as Irial changed the contact from a tugged arm to a held hand. And the kisses to her hand that followed felt far better than they had any right to. Ran would be telling her to stay far, far away from this man. She had many reasons not to want to that had nothing to do with her brother... but she couldn't block out an awareness that his imminent disapproval was a little part of the thrill.]

I'd love to. The Café is closer, but the lake offers a beautiful view.

[gentle_cruelty]

What is your favorite place here? [Irial asked, bringing their linked hands to his cheek next, nuzzling the top of her hand for a moment before lowering them, fingers still connected, palms pressed together]

[stillneedsakiss]

Favorite? I don't know... I like the Café a lot. But I think the place is less important than the people there with me.

[Irial met no resistance against his continued displays. Aya bit on her lower lip through a very pleased grin.] You're an affectionate one.

[gentle_cruelty]

I am. [Irial agreed, returning her smile, though his was a touch mischievous]

Does it bother you?