towerofanimus | [Partner Finding Post]

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[Partner Finding Post]

Characters: Anyone participating in Leashes Event
Setting: Entire Tower
Format: Party Style
Summary: A general open post for finding partners in the Leashes Event.
Warnings: As a party style post, you create your own threads. If you have questionable content in your threads, please warn in the subjects.

As the tower awoke to the leashes binding them to the others, they were of course curious. And those who weren't...well perhaps the person on the other end came to find them. Knowing who you're attached to and feeling is probably for the best.

Nothing seems to be just what it seems in this place after all.

[[ We created a mingling post due to popular demand. Of course if you've already created a post you don't have to use this one! It's just for those who haven't gotten to that point quite yet.]]

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[Very possible.

Staring at her hand...] Uh... I'm Tavros...

[Okay, taking her hand.]

[She smiled, a bit hesitantly now. Hey, it's not every day she's leashed to a...] Ah, forgive me if I sound rude, but... What exactly are you?

[Seven sweeps.]

...Oh, uhh. I'm a troll... [Still staring at the leash, what the fuck.]

[Runs her hand through the leash with a sigh.]

... This couldn't possibly be a ploy to force reproduction, right?

[...STARE.]

...What? I-I don't think...

[Oh god, please no. He doesn't even know how humans do this.]

[She's an expert, don't worry.]

Well, then why are we attached like this? What more do they want from us?

[Getting frustrated, she doesn't like not knowing what's going on with her person, thank you very much!]

I-I don't think that'd work!!

[ N O P E ]

[Don't made him he may be feeling a little panicky.]

[Feels the panic and knows it's not hers', making her all the more confused.] Quoi- Is that you...?

[Deliberately reaches out to pet his shoulder.] Calm down, we aren't going to just have sex right here. [Because that's obviously what he's most worried about, duh.]

[Panic panic panic panic.

MORE PANIC and backing up because no.]

W-what??? [Noooooooooooooooooooooo.]

[Okay, that level of panic is not comfortable to feel.] Stop that.

[]Takes a deep breath and covers his mouth with her hand, eyes narrowed on his.] Deep, slow breaths. We aren't having sex, now calm down.

[Nooooooooooooooooooooo. Panic forever.

Actually no, there's anger too. But maybe he's calming down, just a bit???

And glaring. And anger, yes. Backing up some more oh god.]

[Aaaaaand the anger just fuels her frustration.

Steps right up to him and slaps him across his cute grey face.]

Enough! Mon dieu you're as bad as Anglettere!

...

[Oh. Did she just.

Yup. All this angry and frustration isn't helping him calm down. Being slapped definitely won't help either.

So here he is baring his teeth.]

Hey!

[She's faced several armies hundreds of times, a troll growling is not going to stop her.

Instead, she grabs him by a large horn and drags his face close to hers' as she hisses:] Control your emotions! I'm feeling them and they're not helping!

[Still growling, even if his horn was yanked. Not happy at all.]

What!? [Grrrrrr.....still, just. Trying to calm down. It's hard but he's trying.]

[Breathes hard through her nose and tries to sort between which emotions are hers' and which are his.]

Breathe. Oxygen to the brain helps, now breathe with me, slowly. If I'm getting overrun by your emotions, the third person we're attached to will too.

I'm trying!!!

[Right, breathing. This is thing he should try doing. He has no idea how she is even feeling his emotions but...breathing slowly... Seems to be working kind of, slowly though.]

That's it, keep going. [Her hand slid from his horn to his nape, gently coaxing him to relax further.]

[Growling again, maybe a sudden increase of annoyance but...he's trying to push it down and just....ignore everything.]

[She keeps quiet and her fingers begin to stroke his nape through his short hair absently as she waits for the irritated emotions to settle.]

[ After her own run in with the other ends of her leashes, Spain wanders off, trying to ignore the swirl of colors. She finds herself in the cafeteria again, where she sees her best friend and the little troll teen being... very close.

Too close, it seems. ]

Francisca Bonnefoy, what are you doing to my little Tavito??

[Annd his anger just spiked again, concentration on being calm ruined.

Sorry FemFrance.]

[The anger fires up her system, and at the unspoken accusation she snaps, more irrately than she normally would, in rapid French.]

I have done nothing to him! For the love of God, he's a child!!

[ And Spain was pretty taken aback by the tone of France's voice, the thought that France and Tavros were connected emotionally totally slipping her mind.

Pulling Tavros closer to her and petting his hair and horns soothingly, she frowned at France, replying back in Spanish, her voice sharp and clipped. ]

Really, I am fine if you flirt with the older men, but a young boy? You of all people should know better, sister.

[More anger and frustration and contact, he is not a happy troll. Everything is confusing and he doesn't even know what's being said right now, which only serves to frustrate him further.

Just, holding his head, sob. Maybe sort of pulling away from Spain.]

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I have obtained permission to save my little toro!

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