towerofanimus | a soldier on my own

Characters: The Summoner and YOU
Setting: AROUND. Specify the floor when you tag?
Format: I will follow
Summary: The Summoner is walking around. Creeping happens, or maybe it doesn't.
Warnings: Chocolate shenanigans! I’ll edit to warn for specific threads when I know. If you want to plan something and we haven’t, head on over here

[He does this once a day, you know? Twice if he’s particularly bored. Doing sweeps of an area has not been his job since he was a cadet, but he falls into it like an old habit, trailing through each floor, inspecting the rooms for changes, noting things like it might help him some day. The difference is, of course, in the tower there is very little urgency to it, no officer to report to at the end. Sometimes he imagines he does it just to keep from losing his mind, but that would be admitting the damned place is getting to him]

[Which it’s not, okay, just so we’re clear. No no, he’s fine. He does this because he wants to, because maybe, if he’s very very lucky, he’ll stumble across the way out]

[Spoilers: he has never been that lucky]

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[Do you feel eyes on you, Summoner?

If not, perhaps your sixth sense could use some fine tuning, because your Empress has been staring at you from across the room for a while now. She was never one for sweets, but it seemed that no matter what she ate through the day, there was always a chocolate stuffed somewhere hidden.

The almonds tempered the horrible chocolate taste a bit, but since then she hasn't been able to focus on anything but the Summoner.

Tyrian eyes are almost perpetually unblinking. She doesn't even bother to let him know she's watching. Besides, he doesn't need to know.]

[...YUP. Totally feeling those eyes, and they make his skin prickle long before he identifies where it's even coming from. Plucks sort of awkwardly at the chocolate in his hand. They're everywhere all of a sudden, and while they seem generally harmless, he hasn't actually gotten over his rather meager Good Sense enough to try it. Yet]

[He's working himself up to it though, as he slowly scans the room for what must be the third time by now. Searching for... whoever... is staring at him so intently wow wow wow. Before too long though, he picks himself up and heads for the door. Maybe it's just a side effect of this room? Who even knows in this place]

[And she watches, and she waits. When he gets too close to the door, she will stand and move to follow him, heels clicking against the floor. Even if he does discover her, she doesn't care.

After all, she's still rather transfixed by those dashing wings of his. She hadn't quite noticed them before, blinded by rage for what he had done to her beautiful empire.

They were nice to look at.]

[He can only ignore the heel click for so long! But he's convinced himself it's a product of the room. And then that it's a product of the floor, so it won't go away until he's gone down a flight, and somewhere in there he pops the chocolate into his mouth for the sake of a distraction, and also because nervous eating is awesome?????]

[The taste registers as too sweet for a second, but he doesn't really mind. He'll pretty much eat anything so! And then he's on the landing for the next floor and still there is that incessant clicking, and so he turns and...]

[Sees the Condesce and...]

[Okay look, there are a number of feelings he has attached to this woman. Most of them are bitter, angry or murderous. Sometimes all at once, actually!! And while all of these feelings slam into him with about the same force they always have, they are absolutely smothered under a sudden, desperate adoration. A pity so sudden and deep, it makes his breath catch. He breathes her title like it's the last prayer he will ever get]

Empress.

[...oh. That wasn't something she was expecting. Despite her sudden fascination with staring at him, her feelings toward the Summoner haven't altered all that much.]

Indeed.

[Her eyelids lower slightly in thought. What could have sparked a reaction like that...and how could she invoke it again at her whim?]

[Man, you don't even have to worry about the how, that shit doesn't even fade at all. If anything it gets worse, unbearable for the distance between them, and so he's... moving back up the stairs towards her. His voice is kind of... soft, and desperately earnest]

You're beautiful today. And every day. Have I, ever said? [Already knows the answer, but still!!! GOOD LORD, he does not even understand how he could've missed it. HONESTLY HE'S BEEN A FOOL, and then he's at the top of the stairs and he moves to take her hand, kiss her knuckles]

You have not.

[In truth, she doesn't really want him that close, and she's tempted to pull her hand out of his reach but...its too interesting. She's completely transfixed when he reaches for her hand to kiss it, to the point of tilting her head in a childishly innocent manner.

Something must have happened. But she's not complaining. If nothing else...its amusing.]

But yes. I am.

[WELP she better stop him if she doesn't want him to touch her, because the hand not firmly wrapped around hers now is kind of... everywhere, running up against her jaw, brushing a lock of hair back over her shoulder, fiddling with her sleeve--]

I have always liked, a woman with confidence. [--settling... against her waist??? He is going to spin them like they're in a fucking waltz if she lets him. CHRIST HE'S JUST NEVER BEEN THIS IN LOVE BEFORE???????]

[Yes, she's fairly unresponsive, until he tries to twirl her in a direction that will take her eyes off him. She resists only to ensure they keep eye contact, eyelids lowering almost lazily.

Eventually, one hand moves down to rest over the one on her waist.]

You're playing far out of your league, mudblood.

[Just... hums faintly, pleased, smiling and rocking the both of them side to side. He just... He feels like he should care that she's insulting the color of his blood, but he just... can't AHAHA. There'll be time to correct her later he figures. They've got lots of time!!!]

[...in fact she has far far more time then him. What... an unfortunate thought. Hm... maybe he won't think about that for now, though it still niggles at him as he speaks]

You can't take your eyes off me, my Empress. If you uh... don't mind my saying.

Call it a vested interest in my well-being.

[After all, before today, the Summoner would've been just as happy to murder her the second eye contact was made.]

I do mind you saying.

[Shrugs easily. He doesn't... actually give a shit that she minds LJSDF They gotta be honest with each other if they're gonna make this work!! So he appreciates her bluntness here 8'> His voice is... absolutely genuine as he leans closer to her, a fond smile sliding across his mouth]

I will never let anyone hurt you, my Empress. Not anymore.

[LIKE SHE BELIEVES THAT JKSDGHFSL; She really is starting to dislike that look he's giving her, its almost a mockery considering his background.

She catches him by the throat before he can get too close...but she's distracted by that annoying itch to just...admire him in her claws like that.

Gosh. This sure is something.]

[AND HE... doesn't respond actually, except to lift his head slightly, still trying to get that... little bit... closer... eheh]

[Just... waiting to see what she'll do with him now. He is entirely confident she won't actually hurt him...]

[She wants to hurt him so badly but there's a wall in her way. The Condesce's claws bite into the Summoner's skin and a growl starts in her throat that eventually dies away into silence.

She could handle this. She could handle him. So her grip relaxes slightly.]

[As he suspected 8'> But the moment her grip relaxes on him again, he reaches up to take her wrist, sweep her hand away from him and lean in to... kiss... her...]

[WELP]

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