Returning to a new home (private RP)

[shiftyPotentate]

"Oh, really?" he asked. He turned back to the imp. "Ah, that's really sad to hear. But that's okay. Some of the best people I've known were quiet. Some of the prettiest, too, and you're no different~" He grinned at the imp.

[ryocker]

Because Imps have snow white, almost masked faces, it was easy to tell she was blushing. she turned away and put her hands on her cheeks, moving around like a girl with a crush; her tail even jittered and twisted!

(OOC: the tails of my variety of imp are like mood rings. their immediate emotion determines whether it's moving or not.)

Seeing there wasn't a reason to be hateful anymore, the Imps in hiding finally stirred and got out of their hiding spots, a large crowd of them encircling him. Namia stirred as well, looking to him. "Don't worry," she said, trying to calm whatever nerves he had. "They're just kids, like i said. They don't mean immediate harm, they just scare easily."

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Sain chuckled at the imp's response. Usually when he said something like that to a woman, HIS face would be the red hot one, from the sharp slap that usually followed it. He was hypnotized by the movements of her tail.

"I'll make sure to keep them comfortable," he said, smiling, trying to keep up with looking at all the imps.

[ryocker]

"Hey, does this guy look familiar to you guys?" asked one.

"Noooo... but he's really hot!" one of the girls exclaimed. A few of the others immediately agreed with the statement.

"Nice to meet you, Master Sain!" This message came from the whole assortment, right about the time the green one flew in from a hallway.

"Sorry," he huffed. He was largely out of breath, almost to the point of exhaustion. "A huge gust of wind threw me off course..."

Namia finally gave Sain a look that hopefully said "put me down." It's not that she didn't like being there, she just had business to attend to. Of course, when all of this was said and done...

[shiftyPotentate]

Happy to be welcomed to the, er, extended family, Sain noticed Namia's wishes to be let down. He bent down and set her feet on the floor, giving her hair one last stroke subconsciously.

"Thanks for the grand welcome, everyone," he laughed, grinning dumbly.

[ryocker]

"Alright, Alright," Namia hissed, pushing out her arms. "Get back to your lives, kids. I have to, uh... talk with Sain privately for a second."

"You think she means anything by 'talk'?" one of them sorely whispered.

Namia grasped Sain's hand and kept going, leading him to hall and up a few sets of stairs, eventually reaching a door with her Name on it. She smiled at him, just before opening it.

(you can make a few imps if you, want, now.)

[shiftyPotentate]

Sain smiled back at Namia, following her into the room.

"I think they're going to be playing Jenga!" shouted another imp.

"What are you, stupid or somethin'?" said a third, smacking the second.

[ryocker]

The imps a few stories down and out of the question, Namia twiddled her fingers a bit, before saying, "Finally, alone at last..."

Her room wasn't too special; a few casks, some books on spells and the occasional work of fiction, two doors either leading to a bathroom or a closet, and, most impressive of all, her bed, plush, soft, and far too big for someone her stature.

And it was big enough for two, even.

"Well," She started off, finally leaving her miniature trance, "You don't have to worry about your armor getting taken here. The door's got a powerful field that prevents imps from coming in unauthorized, and the walls are lined in a special metal. Not one ghost could get in here without the door open..."

Not paying attention to Sain's possible unkowing to the other ghosts, she started unbuttoning her vest, taking it off and throwing it aside. Her tan sweater was about to go next, her hands tightening around the bottom of the shirt. (Hemline? I forget. and yes, the door's closed)

[shiftyPotentate]

If he hadn't known better, Sain would have guesstimated his body temperature had risen about 30 degrees. As amorous as he was, something about the situation didn't seem right.

"Whoa, whoa," he said, raising his hand toward her. "Don't you think it's just a... little early for us?" He picked up her vest, examining it.

[ryocker]

Namia's eyes gazed up, then she sweat a little. She wasn't really thinking about that, really.

She pushed the sweater back down and reached for her vest, taking it with a ginger grip. "Heh... forgive me," she squeaked, trying to find an excuse. "I... normally sleep a bit when i get tired, and i didn't want to be a burden on your shoulders again." She sighed, looking to the side of the room.

"But If you want the truth, I... never really had a relationship before. I never took the time to get to know anyone personally, so... I wasn't thinking straight. Forgive me for being too brash..." Slipping the vest back on, she bowed to him.

"Sain, may i atleast ask if you could take your armor off? It's difficult to hug you when it's on," she asked sweetly. She already said her room was safe for the armor to go off, but she had to double check.

[shiftyPotentate]

"You were just getting to lighter clothing so we could sleep?" Sain tried to piece it together. "Oh. Well that wouldn't be a big problem," he rationalized. He reached back to undo his armor, lifting it off his shoulders.

He was trying to downplay Namia's lack of clear thinking, hoping to let it slide.

"Sorry, I'm just so used to having this thing on," he said, laughing a bit, "I don't even notice it anymore." He set the armor plate down by the wall.

[ryocker]

The vest finally buttoned back up, she smiled lovingly at him. "Thank you..." She approached him slowly, then wrapped her arms around him firmly, definately trying to enjoy it. She looked back up, her bangs in her face again, and just smiled. All these years... how could i have gone so long without knowing what love is? she thought. She pulled back in, giving him another nuzzling hug. It... feels so strange, but still so good...

She finally pulled away, looking him in the eyes. Two sets of sparkling, green jewels, one for either of them. "So... is what we've been doing fine, then? Normal displays of affection?"

[shiftyPotentate]

"Oof!" Sain wrapped his arms around Namia, heart welling up from just the contact. He wondered for a moment how to approach the scenario, but figured Namia had it figured out.

He stared back into her eyes. "Yeah, I think so. I think this is wonderful, just like this. Did you have something else in mind?"

[ryocker]

Namia reached up and stroked his hair, or at least tried to, and put her hands around his neck. She made a tighter embrace that way, and looked beat red when she pulled off. Her hands carressed Sain's neck, trying to make him feel better about being there with her, not that she needed to.

"I... No, I don't have anything else in mind, that you'd approve of..." She looked away for a moment, then stared deeply into his eyes, small traces of tears visable in her twinkling eyes. "But... it would mean a lot if you would... share my room with me. Is that alright with you, Sain?"

Just outside, a quartet of little imps followed them up there, trying to look through the key hole in the door. "Ouch! Holding you up is getting a bit painful on my part..."

"Hey guys, keep it down..." one on the ground suggested quietly. "So, what's going on up there?"

(btw... what's Jenga?)

[shiftyPotentate]

(It's a game where you stack blocks higher and higher, then pull them out one at a time, trying not to make the rest of the stack fall.)

"I would love to share your room with you," Sain said, smiling wide. He stroked her red cheek, probably making it redder in the process. He leaned forward and placed his lips upon Namia's, massaging them gently.

The imp closest to the keyhole tried her best to see inside. "It... looks like they're just talking!"