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Subject Post 11PostSubject: Re: Summers Heat [Niflheim/Mirja]   Sun Jul 16, 2017 10:22 pm

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Ah, this was embarrassing. . .Niflheim exhaled slowly as she discerned the reaction on mirja’s face. It seemed this wasn’t a joke and slowly the quincy felt herself aware of the space between them. Maybe it was the absurdity of the circumstances, one of them losing their cool, and the other one not retaliating even if they wanted to, and yes the look in mirja’s eyes in response to her reaction didn’t escape her, yet the leader of the quincy didn’t care.

She wasn’t perfect, and maybe this was the first time someone could see that. Everything she did had a reason, every single action she took was calculated. All of it was to display the confident persona of a leader who could shoulder anything. Infallible, perfect, more than who she was. It was a very easy way to explain the dissonance between her truest emotions, and the seamless wall of perfection she threw up.

It was why she was called an ice queen. It was the reason she had donned the name she had and because of it she exhaled. Niflheim slowly looked at the wolf and parted her lips once, but then shut them. She exhaled slowly and she considered what she could do. She couldn’t just pretend like this hadn’t just happened.

For the first time in hundreds of years her shell had been breached, her emotional walls had been broken through and left her vulnerable. She didn’t release her grip but now the searching gaze turned into one of soft uncertainty. She wasn’t sure what would happen, hell she wasn’t sure that this wouldn’t end badly. She was so used to subtly and gently redirecting people away to acceptable “labels” and “bubbles”. Potentially interested people she made revere her. Friends she placed as subordinates, family was long dead.

Niflheim was more than a name, it was the personification of the facade she had erected carefully over many years. It wasn’t her at least not the her that anyone who wished to be with her would have to know , love and understand. It was why as the quincy’s face shifted it’d be subtle but the less than refined emotions of hesitation and uncertanty could be read there. She started with a concession that left her looking unsure and . . vulnerable without a better statement to be given.

”..Call me Rakki then. “

This was a connection that she was unsure if she should make, but she decided if mirja wished to understand just why she was who she was, she might as well come clean and explain it all. The secret that many didn’t remember about the first quincy, the first generation that stood behind the beings who now hailed as “quincy”.

”..That's the name my mortal human parents gave me. “

She gently emphasized the word “Mortal” as if hinting she while a pure blood was not always a quincy. That she once was human, which might explain things. She had not been born like demons with the knowledge she’d live innumerable years with the past flying by as if it was but a brief window in the yawning expanse of her existence. She had been born thinking her life would be at most fifty years. She had a very rough time getting used to her near-eternal existence. But she still wasn’t sure how much longer she would live, if the change to from human to quincy made it so she’d live as long as them, or if her clock was slowly winding down.

”Mirja, if you truly wish to be with me, you must accept the potential that one day i may not be there any longer, i do not know how long this existance of mine will continue on. I’ve already lived far past everyone that i cherished , loved and held dear. “

Now she gently shook her head as mirja spoke as if she had once upon a time had past lovers, and there was a moment where softly liquid overflowed from rakki’s eyes and gently curled down her face.

”.I’ve never allowed myself to love, because i don’t know if i deserve it however, i reacted badly not because of an ex lover. “

She exhaled as if she didn’t want to make this conecession , if she didn’t want to be the girl who was less than perfect, less than strong. Less than sure and powerful. She didn’t want to be afraid, even though the emotions in her chest left her in that very spot. Afraid of the implications that were cemented in her heart.

”..How could i? When i who was originally human outlived everyone , and don’t know when i will expire, i didn’t even expect to live past the age of 23, yet i’m still here, after being born in the year 1383 in japan.”

Yes, she came out and said it plainly. Niflheim or rather Rakkī yajirushi Date was originally one of the short lived humans, born in 1383 with a life expectancy of 40-50 years if she was lucky. Before there was much supernatural involvement in the world. She said softly and searched for an answer.

Hesitantly, Unsure. Soft tears beading on her eyes because she was scared. Not of an enemy or foe, but of the emotions within her own heart, yet even now as she leaned in softly so close there was but most likely and inch and a half to spare between them she had to ask, had to know.

”Even knowing all this .. Would you still love me, and wish to stand by my side ? “




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Subject Post 12PostSubject: Re: Summers Heat [Niflheim/Mirja]   Mon Jul 17, 2017 9:54 am


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It seemed that Nif wasn't spoiling for a fight, but rather, was splattered across the wall of her history and screamed in pain for all to hear. It was not a sound that Mirja could bare, but she listened politely anyway, calming down and lending an ear. And it sucked. What Niflhiem - or Rekki, as she was originally called, and there was sentiment in your original name - had been through was terrible. And it made Mirja silently angry. Like, fuck, was there nobody in the world who's childhood was puppies and fucking rainbows? Why couldn't she find someone who had had a good childhood. It was always this depressive shit with her.

Still, she wasn't angry with Rekki, and so when she finished talking, she just slipped her hands around the girl's waist and pulled her in tightly for a hug. Mirja was incredibly solid, even after Nova Lupus, so she wasn't the best hugging partner, but the hug was still more emotional support than physical comfort.
"Well, sounds like you have been through some shit. I never really looked into Quincy. I thought they were born Quincy, and hand Quincy friends to teach them how to Quincy, but if you never had anyone there...I couldn't imagine what that would be like for you. But, it's not all doom and gloom like you say it is" Mirja stared into Rekki's eyes, and gave her a warm smile.

"I've known people that, when presented with an obstacle like this, chose to run away from it. To hide. Or worse, to just whine and bitch about it without actually doing anything about it. But look around. You did the opposite. When faced with insurmountable despair and existential crisis, you decided to get up off the floor, and tackle the world, to Learn By Doing, and make this city for everyone of your race to live happily" Mirja then brought a hand up and stroked her cheek. "And when a lone wolf girl came to see you and got in trouble, you didn't eject her, you didn't throw her in prison or shoot her in the street. You took her to your house and comforted her. Told her everything was going to be alright, and gave her a friend. You'd be surprised how much you changed in that girl just by the choice of extending a hand, rather than a fist"

She stroked Rekki's hair soothingly, finding much greater confidence in this now than before. It was funny, that she had to get attacked to be able to break out of a stammering nervous shell, but that was just who Mirja was.
"The past, can either define us, or weigh us down, and cripple us. You chose to take the past and ensure it never happened to another. And for that alone, if nothing else - and trust me my dear, there is a lot of else - I would stay by your side forever. I would imprint your being on my very soul so I could be with you after death. Because you....you are amazing"

And then, because it was getting far to emotional and supportive for Mirja, she had a reputation to keep up, she gave a sardonic quip.
"And hey, what's a bit of tackling among friends? I've done worse than that in bed"

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Subject Post 13PostSubject: Re: Summers Heat [Niflheim/Mirja]   Mon Jul 17, 2017 10:36 am

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Ba-dum. Ba-dum. Niflheim was acutely aware of their close proximity when the wolfs body brushed against her own. An embrace that the quincy leader hadn’t known she had needed until it was given to her, or rather had never let herself accept that she needed it. The quincy leader wasn’t one who generally showed more than a soft display of physical affection. A pat on the head here, a demure and restrained hug there. Careful always careful.

Yet the feeling of being comforted. . Of not being alone wasn’t bad, at least it wasn’t what niflheim had thought it would be. She practically melted, her body softening up as she released the sigh that she didn’t quite know she had been holding inside her. Mirja may be all sinew and muscle, hard but then again the quincy leader’s toned body seemed comfortable in the embrace, the warmth of mirja’s body radiant against her own.

Warmth, it was something the Rakki had missed for a very long time. Her arms slid from the hold they had in the tree, and her body tilted forward just enough that her weight was leaning into the wolf. Arms coiling around her shoulders as she accepted the hug, and listened.

Listened to what the wolf had to say, even as the tears fell unceasingly, but not for the original reason behind them. She wasn’t the icy shell anymore. She was less than perfect in this moment, devastatingly human in every meaning of the word. She was tired of it, of rejecting everyone, and right now as she propped herself up abit and thought about what the wolf said.

She wasn’t weak in the eyes of the wolf. Rather it seemed to the wolf she was someone who could not be replaced. As she listened the look of anguish upon her face shifted and she thought softly. This might work. Albeit she thought in a rueful light her ancestors might be turning over in their graves to find out the one who had finally broken the icy exterior was not male, but rather female.

Never had she felt more secure, the yawning loneliness in her heart quieted. The mood wasn’t bad either or so she thought, then again it could be complete crap. She didn’t really know alot when it came to matters of the heart. All she knew was, it wouldn’t hurt for her to try.

Thus when the wolf decided she would try to save that sarcastic persona she normally carry on with, the queen’s brow creased hearing the first few words. Then the next moment happened.

Lips so soft.
A gentle tip of her head sliding forward to press against the wolf to silence the words that she had begun to say. Tender and full of hesitant emotions, carefully conveying the warmth that had blossomed in her heart, the one that had been tentatively breached by the wolf's statements. Fleeting as Rakki slowly pulled back and let her finger raise to gently press against the wolf’s supple lips, her eyes glancing down upon her fringed by those long lashes of hers.

”..Shh..You silly thing.”

Her lips curved into a soft smile, one that was different from the one shown to the quincy people. This one was mischievous, it was refined and sultry in it’s own way. Yet the breadth of emotion that was within it could easily convey how the quincy was feeling. Hesitant of the future, but no longer barring the way. Hopeful but not putting all her hope into it, and yet the words she said next had a softness as she leaned in enjoying the feeling of another's warmth, the words but a murmur only for mirja to hear.

”..Just let me enjoy this moment. . “



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Subject Post 14PostSubject: Re: Summers Heat [Niflheim/Mirja]   Mon Jul 17, 2017 11:25 am


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Mirja's liked this, what was happening now. She was never good at emotions, but she could see what was going on with Nif as she listened, and comprehended Mirja's words. No longer that unattainable Goddess so far above her that she could do naught but worship her from afar. No, now she was here, now she was so very attainable, and it seemed the wall that had blocked Mirja entrance to her heart last time - and nearly crippled her as a result when she ran headlong into it - was now crumbling. Falling, falling down to the ground and bearing herself.

And then. Nif showed her usual initiative taking persona that had Mirja so smitten with her. Soft lips that made Mirja lose again. But, this was one thing she didn't mind losing in. If it meant staying with Rakki, then she would lose all day, every day.
"Ok, but just for the moment. I love the sound of my own voice" she teased, with a soft, content grin.
'Now suplex her!' came Hvit's vigerous call from inside her head. Well, perfection was never perfection for long, so she went to go chat with Nif was enjoying the moment.
'You have no idea how this works, do you?' Mirja asked.
'Neither do you! And anyway, isn't it just like a fight?' Hvit retorted, her old haughty self coming to the forefront as she tried not to look stupid. It made Mirja giggle softly, which would probably seem strange because there was no outside stimulus to cause the laughter.
'No, it's nothing like a fight. It's like you and Iko. You know how much you miss her, and how much you want her to come back? It's like that' Mirja explained, and Hvit grew quiet in contemplation. And in the silence, Mirja stroked Nif's head softly and smiled to herself. She had never known peace like this outside of running. The technical part of her mind, that worked on techniques all the time, was going mad with the new idea of Nif being added into the equation. But it was never designed to have things slotted in, so there would be need to totally rework the entire thing. Sure she was good at it, had experience and had taught multiple people, gathering insight from that, but still. This was going to be magnificent!

'So, if it's like me and Iko, you going to sex her up?' Hvit suddenly asked. There was no reply.
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Subject Post 15PostSubject: Re: Summers Heat [Niflheim/Mirja]   Thu Aug 03, 2017 9:46 pm

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Niflheim exhaled as she for once could feel the hand of another stroking her hair. Those eyes of hers with their often varying shades of silver glowed like quicksilver at this time. She softly trembled, and she for once was without a word. As the quincy slowly drew back she gently slid one hand to press against her bosom. Her expression so vulnerable, so . . uniquely her. She hadn’t dared let herself experience such emotions before, and the unknown scared her, as it does to anyone of human nature.

But, she was no longer going to run away. No not anymore, not when she finally had found something that was more than about the happiness of others. For once she would be greedy and imperfect, she would be something other than the fearless leader who would give her life for the future of the quincy people. She was the shell, it would always be a part of who she was, the perfection she had attained as a means of self defense.

Yet, she was also living, breathing, with feelings and shaking uncertain urges. She wished to converse under the starlight, to be beholden against the softness of the moon. Yes, maybe now she felt she deserved it, to be less than the shell she had erected. The complexity of the look within her eyes would be . . impossible for someone like the wolf to discern. Not because the wolf was bad at understanding others, but because this was the emotion of an ancient being, one who had lived a certain way for so long that this little action contradicted the very essence of who she had become.

Maybe just maybe, because of this. . paradigm shift one that allowed for the very air to become charged with a very peculiar type of aura. It covered the quincy leader as she softly leaned forward once more. This . . sensation she wished to have more of it. So as her mouth slowly brushed once more to the wolfs she took it a bit slower this time. There was a tenderness in the way her lips hesitatingly brushed up to the mouth of the other, as if any second she’d open her eyes and this would all go up into smoke, that this was but an illusion that would fade with the morning light.

Yes she was afraid that this was but an illusion, something that would eventually fade away and become nothing once more. She yearned so hard for this to be real, to be . . true and everlasting. Maybe because of that her energy reacted, slowly intertwining with the wolfs as the emotion shifted through her. The energy was imbedded with an emotion so strong that it sought to reach the wolf. The thought or the emotion was simply. “Companionship”.

It was similar to a soft caress even as rakki gently allowed her body to press into the wolfs own. One of her hands softly cupping Mirja’s jaw. Her breaths coming soft and shallow for the moment, as she mumbled soft enough that only mirja would be able to hear. It was a voice whose volume was but a whisper yet the emotions behind it were indescribable.

”..I’ll make you stay by my side until the end of my life. . I better not catch you being unfaithful. “

Rakki’s statement was soft but it was full of promise. Because it was true in all honesty, she who had never thought she’d find love had found it. However if she found out mirja dallied with another she’d probably never love again. She was extremely old fashioned in that way. Love to her was a sacred bond, one that bound those who partook it together until one died.

”..I’m sorry that you’re stuck with an old fart like myself..”

She said with a soft giggle, obviously teasing the poor pup due to the disparity in their ages.



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Subject Post 16PostSubject: Re: Summers Heat [Niflheim/Mirja]   Fri Aug 04, 2017 7:54 am



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'Like really. It's something you've gotta think about. Especially you. You are a creature of unbridled lust, you can't just lead her by the nose until she finds that out. And you totally can't go off and shag other people while she is not looking. That, I would never forgive you for, let alone Niflhiem herself'

The words run true in her head as Rakki seemed to go through her own crisis of Self. However, it looked as if the Quincy Leader came out of her own thoughts with more of a positive jaunt as she took the lead once again and with those brilliant lips, made Mirja's legs fell like jelly. Very solid jelly that could kick a eight foot wide oak tree in half like it was a single strand of spaghetti, but still like jelly. While Mirja was trying to comprehend what was actually going on, Rakki made such a strong and dominant command. As much as most people would not expect it, Mirja was surprisingly subdued when it came to this sort of situations. As one would expect, it wouldn't do to have your toy try to top you.

So Mirja just drank it in, and decided to leave the awkward conversation for another time. There was an incomprehensible look in Rakki's eyes. But then a lot of things were incomprehensible for Mirja, so she seemed to default to not trying because she knew she couldn't.

"Ohh, yes My Lady. I'll be a good little wolf, all for you. And I promise not to bite people that you need to talk to. Leaders need to be chatty, after all" she exclaimed. Partially there was a teasing tone involved, but there was also a deep seriousness to the words. Mirja, was great like that. "And don't worry. I like the aggressive cougar part of you. Take care of me, Senpai"



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