Ivory
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Pres 4 (Regal) - SL 1 (Noble) Fairest Hunterheart
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Post by Ivory on Apr 18, 2021 15:46:45 GMT -8
Ivory followed, linked arm to arm with Archie and waving to Kai with her free hand and a warm smile. Then, the golden gaze of the Pale Dragon shifted to the Maker. The smile tugged wider, the fangs beyond the Fairest's lips glinting in the neon glow of Ostara as she approached.
"You look great!" the dragon proclaimed, more than happy to hype up her... roommate? Tenant?
Friend suits her best.
Ivory's expression waxed into some amusement at Archie's introduction, her nose scrunching slightly above her pleasant grin. After a soft laugh, the dragon would extend a delicate, scaled hand out to the Ogre.
"A pleasure, truly," she offered, unlinking from Archie to approach the Ogre properly as the dim halo that framed her head pulsed brighter.
It wasn't every day that Ivory was treated to a little flattery and today it had happened twice. So far. Wayland's private admission of their interest in her was most curious, for they had never met insofar as she was aware and they needed another to relay their desires. If there was judgement, though, the Pale Dragon expressed none. Instead, the Ogre was treated with the same warmth she had provided Kai and Archie, alongside a healthy amount of curiosity. After introductions, Ivory would even find a seat next to Wayland.
Wayland wanted to meet Ivory and now they had met. Where the introduction led had yet to be determined, but Ivory was receptive to conversation.
"So how are you finding Ostara?" she asked, keeping the first question easy. There was no reason to make the Ogre uncomfortable and this let her admirer determine the pace.
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Post by Kai Rose on Apr 19, 2021 23:19:42 GMT -8
Kai's reply to Wayland indicating she felt like an idiot was a chuckle and offering a spare seed. "Shit happens. It's a random plant, symbolizing uncertainty that I want to see grow. Maybe someone here can identify that one for you, or perhaps there's some meaning for you in the unknown?"
Archie's return with Ivory was met with a grin. Introductions were done, all formal-like. "Hey, buddy. You, too. Being good out there?" Given that she'd seen Lucas sniffing around Abby, perhaps 'good' was a relative term.
One thing was for sure: this moment wasn't about her. That was fine. She'd had plenty of excitement and insight come her way this Ostara. Soon, she'd plant the seed and tuck into their cozy Hollow for bed.
Maybe bed was her greatest desire.
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Post by Wayland on Apr 21, 2021 8:59:50 GMT -8
The Maker shakes her head at her own foolishness while reaching out to accept Kai’s offered spare seed, grasping it between silver thumb and forefinger, but she still manages to seem grateful. As Archie returns, with the aforementioned Space Princess, she discreetly tucks it into the same pocket as her ingot. Maybe some of her dream of ‘potential’ in the steel will transfer by proximity to the seed. When the space princess offers her hand, Wayland takes it in her silver grip, gently turns Ivory’s hand palm-down, and raises their joined hands slightly as she bends to kiss the air over Ivory’s knuckles. Making eye-contact all the while. “Your Highness,” she greets in a mild, mirthful tone, before releasing Ivory’s hand and straightening. At the question posed, Wayland’s gaze goes to Kai and Archie “It’s been a good time so far. Not what I expected, but good.” Her attention swings back to Ivory, “Archie tells me you helped put it all together.” She looks like she might be about to go on or ask something else, but then the DJ puts on a new track and Oren hits the floor with a stunning performance. For a moment a stricken look crosses Wayland’s face, her eyes unfocused, her thoughts distant. She’s not at the party anymore. She’s back at her cozy apartment, outside Portland. Her hands are flesh and blood, her skin unrent with patterns. Someone else is dancing there, to that classic Swedish pop band. Someone who makes her face split with a grin and her heart flutter when she reaches out and beckons Ramona to dance with her around their home. Wayland licks her lips and wrenches her attention back to the moment. Away from the past, away from heartache. This is not the night for that. This is a night to elevate what’s good, what’s worth celebrating. To not let the bastards get you down, not let them take away what makes life worth living. Her eyes go from the dance floor back to Ivory, and she musters a smile. “Care to dance?”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2021 8:58:12 GMT -8
“Don’t have too much fun you two - I am for real going to go and make rounds and say my hello’s and what nots!”
Archie had linked the people who had said he would and with that he whisked away from the group to return to the bulk of the party.
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Ivory
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Pres 4 (Regal) - SL 1 (Noble) Fairest Hunterheart
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Post by Ivory on Apr 23, 2021 8:26:55 GMT -8
At Kai's question, Ivory's smile turns impish, eyebrows slightly raising as she considers the events of the night.
"Naturally! I'm always on my best behavior," she teased with a wink. Both knew that was untrue.
The actions of the Ogre quickly drew Ivory's attention, her smile broadening at the kiss and the reference to royalty.
"Queen Philicia is elsewhere, you're stuck with me sadly," she joked.
The Pale Dragon was surprised that Archie gave her at least some credit, given their history and the fact that he had done most of the heavy lifting in advance of their meeting with Philicia.
"Once more, Archie is too modest," she mused, "I provided money, alongside him, and pulled together the appropriate permits, but Archie prepared a variety of palettes in advance of our meeting with the Verdant Crown. I provided some input there as well. Riley handled much of the entertainment and Agrippa assisted pretty much everywhere. Their input was invaluable. Creatively, I would say I likely contributed the least."
Ivory was not ashamed of that fact, necessarily. She had helped by ensuring the appropriate paperwork was in place so that the event could go on without entanglements. In her eyes, she still contributed a great deal, but she wasn't going to let Archie minimize his own role.
Alongside Wayland, Ivory's eyes were drawn to the dance floor and looked quite stunned by Oren's dance number. It was... spectacular, but Ivory couldn't help but wonder if his performance had been planned or not. In the end, the Pale Dragon decided that, thanks to his skill, it did not matter. Besides, Ivory was not wearing a Blue bracelet.
At Waylands offer, Ivory's expression shifted, becoming almost coy.
"Not sure how we can follow that up," she said, her head tilting in the direction of the dancing Summer, who had been joined by Lucas, "but I don't think that matters. I'd love to."
The Pale Dragon would approach the Maker, a scaled hand moving into hers as Ivory sought to interlock their fingers and waited for Wayland to lead.
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Post by Wayland on Apr 23, 2021 20:32:13 GMT -8
It was an effort to smile before, but the required effort lessons sharply when Ivory’s hand slides into her own and their fingers weave together. Indeed it broadens, showing sharp teeth and dimpling her cheeks. Wayland turns and leads the way to the dance floor.
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Post by Kai Rose on Apr 25, 2021 17:57:42 GMT -8
Letting the pair head off, Kai returned to the dance floor to hear the performances.
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