... So what'd I miss?

[galvanizer]

[Here's a voice that hasn't been heard on the network for some time - deep and rich as always, though with a bit of a long-suffering sigh mixed in.]

Sometimes these Trumps make me feel like a toy they like to put away before bringing back out again at random.

Does anyone know how long I was gone this time, and is there anything extreme that I've missed? This is Asaraanda Adaar of Thedas, by the way, for those I haven't yet been able to meet. Easy enough to spot, just look for the giant with the horns.

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[wholeheaded]

[ aha. there's a pause and a tiny flick of eyebrow. ]

Seventy percent the former. Is that acceptable?

[galvanizer]

I think I can live with that.

[wholeheaded]

That's good. [ still, he makes a show of studying her arms and twisting around to get a look at the back of her neck. just in case. ]

[galvanizer]

[Not that there's much to be seen on her arms due to her outfit, but she allows it regardless, smiling and bowing her head forward while sweeping her braids to one side to bare her nape.]

Anything?

[wholeheaded]

[ he peers but... there's nothing. as apology he drop a small kiss at the top of her spine. ]

No. We're gonna need more research.

[galvanizer]

[Long suffering SIGH... that's completely ruined by her grin.] All or nothing, as usual. [So she starts undoing her top, red ropes coming free so she can tackle the actual shirt and whatnot. It eventually leaves her in her chest wrap, the wide band of cloth covering her breasts entirely... though there's a few points of very precise scarring just under her collarbone that definitely wasn't there before she vanished last.]

[wholeheaded]

small>[he twists around to see properly and frowns. the scarring is gently traced with his fingertips but his eyes are on hers, concerned. ] Did Strength do this or.. . what happened?

[galvanizer]

[She glances down at the scarring that leads under her chest wrap.]

It might be the Mark...? Some people were given scars instead of tattoos, right?

[She loosens the wrap enough to let it sag down between her breasts, the mark revealed.]

... I guess it could have been much worse?

[wholeheaded]

...wow.

[ he touches then lion's nose and tilts his head, smiling up at her. ]

Well. Welcome to the chest-Mark club. At least your is symetrical, they know your strength is in your...heart.

[galvanizer]

My strength comes from my tits, you mean?

[wholeheaded]

Ha! No, though they are pretty damn powerful. [ and he curves his hands around her ribs beneath them so he can feel the rhythm of her breathing as he watches the subtle motion it causes. his gaze flicks up to meet her eyes and he smiles crookedly. ] But I mean it. You've got a tremendous spirit, I'm glad the Arcana seems to fit.

[galvanizer]

I'll have to remember that next time I'm up against a highdragon.

[She smiles, easily relaxing back and letting her spine curve, tilting her chest upwards slightly for his viewing pleasure, the hands warm and just faintly ticklish over her ribs.]

She seemed reasonable as well. I always assumed they would be... forceful. Tyrannical. But according to her, they're all different and have different 'worlds' they want to bring about so... Individuality all around, I suppose.

[wholeheaded]

Hey, whatever works.

[he admires that view a bit longer, then slides his hands away and leans back as well. this is all perfectly convivial. ]

I can report that the Fool is less reasonable and more vague. But then he's about beginning, folly, spontaneity, recklessness, adventure... innocence. Originality. [ eyebrow flicks? maybe. ] So yeah, each one wants what they want and they want us to do it.