The Summoner (
uprisings) wrote in
towerofanimus2012-02-15 08:02 am
Entry tags:
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]
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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[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.
SHRIEKS
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???????]
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Eventually, one hand moves down to rest over the one on her waist.]
You're playing far out of your league, mudblood.
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[...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.
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[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.
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I will never let anyone hurt you, my Empress. Not anymore.
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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.]
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[Just... waiting to see what she'll do with him now. He is entirely confident she won't actually hurt him...]
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She could handle this. She could handle him. So her grip relaxes slightly.]
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[WELP]