Post by Ashabel on Apr 2, 2016 18:43:12 GMT
It had been so long that Ashabel has first appeared in this world, and she was finally getting used to it. Thinking of her parents no longer caused her to cry, just to bring a deep meloncholy. That hadn’t really mattered. The time she spent was unbelievably lonely, and it was about time that she figured that a partner would be a good idea. Glancing around at random landers that were going about their own business, she decided it would be time to see if she can find this ‘partner.’
As Ashabel wandered around London, looking for sufficient prey, she kept hearing these rumors of a man who was using strange powers to force people into his guild, and some said they were pure seduction powers. Knowing this Ashabel wondered if she would have an encounter with him? Goodness she hoped not. Approaching several of the nicer looking landers, she attempted to woo him with her feeble courting skills. Granted, being in a really short body that resembled a childs was not helping, nor was her own timidness. Each time she spoke, her words were stammered so much that their true meaning was lost. One man thought she was asking for alms, which he promptly handed her a gold piece; and she just stared at it in confusion before handing it back, shaking her head profusely before going for another victim. Guess that’s what she gets, the guy looked much older than he probably should have.
This time, it was a woman. She was rather gorgeous actually, with long black flowing hair and a smooth face. She must have been in her early twenties! Ashabel cleared her throat this time in an attempt to avoid stammering. “H-hey, w-want to g-go...” Her words trailed off as she pressed her fingers together and her face turned beet red. The woman immediately responded with a very painful phrase.
“I don’t have time to play with you child, go bother someone else.” And the woman stormed off. The nerve of her! Refusing to even listen to her. The redness of her cheeks were replaced by a furious anger, and Ashabel was about to explode. Too many people called her a child in this world.
It was then she decided to find her last target, or live alone and hope for the best. She came across a much taller man. This man was lithe, had long black flowing hair tied back into a ponytail. ‘Oh-hoh, I know just how to get his attention.’ Ashabel had the thought of tugging on his hair, but then realized that the reason she was here was to make a ‘partner’ not an enemy, and instead pulled on his coat, obscenely close to the glutes.
“H-hey... Mister...” Ashabel tried her hardest to stay brave through any embarrassment she might be feeling. “Would... would you like to get a...” She gulped, trying to finish the sentence. “A-a-a... a c-cup of coffee with me?” In her head, Ashabel did a victory cheer, not once in that day had she spoken a complete sentence to a strange. It was then she realized just how gosh dang gorgeous this man really was. Just who was this guy? Skin so smooth, practically sparkling with vibrance. Each strand of hair was more beautiful than the last, and those eyes. Oh goodness those eyes, they twinkled like the starry sky if it had been wrapped in the royal velvet of a Roman emperor. Her mind practically undressed him, imagining the kind of lithe muscles that he must have had. With skin that soft, he must be like a solid pillow, warm to the touch but with that oh so glorious feeling of bare muscles that just lulls one to sleep. With a body like that, he would be able to keep her safe from all manners of monsters, even slimes. Somehow she imagined him slaying slimes with just his bare hands, causing the slime to splash everywhere, slamming into his chest before sliding down and leaving behind a well-oiled look. Oh goodness, Ashabel was in bliss. This man reminded her of the last boyfriend she had. Gods he was gorgeous too, not like this man however. It felt like she would never need to look away. The world around him seemed to shine, not from the sun but from his sheer radiance, causing everything nearby to pale in comparison. Maybe she found the one? Oh if she could nab him, she would never have to feel about returning home to whom she just broke up with. Oh goodness, now the romantic music is starting; but even that paled in comparison to this man.
The entire time Ashabel’s mind wandered, one could see her daze out of reality and into the lalaland she happened to be in currently. Her mouth seemed to be stuck open, and her cheecks a bright red. If her right hand hadn’t been covering the right side of her mouth, one would have noticed that she was borderling drooling. It wasn’t long before she fell to her knees in this stupor, swaying side to side practically with hearts in her eyes.
It wasn’t long before she imagined one of the nearby other extremely handsome landers wandering by, and it seemed that he stroked the gorgeous man’s chest before nearly locking lips. Then more, and more men seemed to join in on the scene. Some women too, but they barely drew her attention, as everything was still locked on the extremely gorgeous sparkly man who in her eyes, now had a face of sheer ecstasy. It seemed this was too much for Ashabel to take at one point in time, as she started getting light headed, and was unable to imagine what continued to happen as she immediately fainted, slamming backwards into the ground with a loud thunk; the hearts seemed to still be in her eyes, and if the game were even more comical it would have three hearts spinning around her head as if she were stunned.
Words: 1004
Tags:@dumah
Notes: Dear god save my soul. Enough courting in the description though?
As Ashabel wandered around London, looking for sufficient prey, she kept hearing these rumors of a man who was using strange powers to force people into his guild, and some said they were pure seduction powers. Knowing this Ashabel wondered if she would have an encounter with him? Goodness she hoped not. Approaching several of the nicer looking landers, she attempted to woo him with her feeble courting skills. Granted, being in a really short body that resembled a childs was not helping, nor was her own timidness. Each time she spoke, her words were stammered so much that their true meaning was lost. One man thought she was asking for alms, which he promptly handed her a gold piece; and she just stared at it in confusion before handing it back, shaking her head profusely before going for another victim. Guess that’s what she gets, the guy looked much older than he probably should have.
This time, it was a woman. She was rather gorgeous actually, with long black flowing hair and a smooth face. She must have been in her early twenties! Ashabel cleared her throat this time in an attempt to avoid stammering. “H-hey, w-want to g-go...” Her words trailed off as she pressed her fingers together and her face turned beet red. The woman immediately responded with a very painful phrase.
“I don’t have time to play with you child, go bother someone else.” And the woman stormed off. The nerve of her! Refusing to even listen to her. The redness of her cheeks were replaced by a furious anger, and Ashabel was about to explode. Too many people called her a child in this world.
It was then she decided to find her last target, or live alone and hope for the best. She came across a much taller man. This man was lithe, had long black flowing hair tied back into a ponytail. ‘Oh-hoh, I know just how to get his attention.’ Ashabel had the thought of tugging on his hair, but then realized that the reason she was here was to make a ‘partner’ not an enemy, and instead pulled on his coat, obscenely close to the glutes.
“H-hey... Mister...” Ashabel tried her hardest to stay brave through any embarrassment she might be feeling. “Would... would you like to get a...” She gulped, trying to finish the sentence. “A-a-a... a c-cup of coffee with me?” In her head, Ashabel did a victory cheer, not once in that day had she spoken a complete sentence to a strange. It was then she realized just how gosh dang gorgeous this man really was. Just who was this guy? Skin so smooth, practically sparkling with vibrance. Each strand of hair was more beautiful than the last, and those eyes. Oh goodness those eyes, they twinkled like the starry sky if it had been wrapped in the royal velvet of a Roman emperor. Her mind practically undressed him, imagining the kind of lithe muscles that he must have had. With skin that soft, he must be like a solid pillow, warm to the touch but with that oh so glorious feeling of bare muscles that just lulls one to sleep. With a body like that, he would be able to keep her safe from all manners of monsters, even slimes. Somehow she imagined him slaying slimes with just his bare hands, causing the slime to splash everywhere, slamming into his chest before sliding down and leaving behind a well-oiled look. Oh goodness, Ashabel was in bliss. This man reminded her of the last boyfriend she had. Gods he was gorgeous too, not like this man however. It felt like she would never need to look away. The world around him seemed to shine, not from the sun but from his sheer radiance, causing everything nearby to pale in comparison. Maybe she found the one? Oh if she could nab him, she would never have to feel about returning home to whom she just broke up with. Oh goodness, now the romantic music is starting; but even that paled in comparison to this man.
The entire time Ashabel’s mind wandered, one could see her daze out of reality and into the lalaland she happened to be in currently. Her mouth seemed to be stuck open, and her cheecks a bright red. If her right hand hadn’t been covering the right side of her mouth, one would have noticed that she was borderling drooling. It wasn’t long before she fell to her knees in this stupor, swaying side to side practically with hearts in her eyes.
It wasn’t long before she imagined one of the nearby other extremely handsome landers wandering by, and it seemed that he stroked the gorgeous man’s chest before nearly locking lips. Then more, and more men seemed to join in on the scene. Some women too, but they barely drew her attention, as everything was still locked on the extremely gorgeous sparkly man who in her eyes, now had a face of sheer ecstasy. It seemed this was too much for Ashabel to take at one point in time, as she started getting light headed, and was unable to imagine what continued to happen as she immediately fainted, slamming backwards into the ground with a loud thunk; the hearts seemed to still be in her eyes, and if the game were even more comical it would have three hearts spinning around her head as if she were stunned.
Words: 1004
Tags:@dumah
Notes: Dear god save my soul. Enough courting in the description though?
