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Come on, my Combat Chameleon - Machiavelli - April 14, 2024
Come on, my combat chameleon, give it up
You've got your life to attend to, buttercup
You've got your life to attend to, buttercup
As the first light of dawn kissed the vast expanse of the desert, and the soft whispers of the morning breeze stirred the sands, creating delicate ripples that danced across the red terrain, two figures lay intertwined in the cool safety of the temple's caverns.
It was the larger of the two who stirred first, a solitary beam of light piercing through a cleft in the rocks and brushing gently against his face. He shifted, tucking his head into the chest of the woman beside him and away from the snooping eyes of Ra with a protesting grumble.
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - Legend - April 19, 2024
Tranquil sleep kept her away from the world. Away from the alert of work and the ever-abundant clicks of stepping feet. There was a world in which things were a little different. Where each day, and each night, she could sleep herself away into a nothingness. When she awoke each time, there was always a greater something hitting her nape and telling her there was more coming. More that there could perhaps be no preparation from, and more that they could do nothing but sip the blood from. A blinding numbness that kept her dizzy each morning and feasting on the aftermath. Next, tired when it all ended.
Blazing heat stirred her. These things distracted from the question of how she arrived here. How she ended up in a morning tucked in arms and feeling the pulse of Ra begin to engulf the day. The struggle of heat waves and feeling every moment that the sun would take you reminded her of home. Truth be told, Legend didn't remember how she came to be in here. She did not ask, either. Only took it for what it was and took to finding a comfort in touch.
Her head pulled down and pressed roughly to the top of Machiavelli's. The shaking of his chest when he protested the day woke her further, and a big breath of air fled her nose as quickly as it entered. Curling her stomach, she moved to shelter not only his own eyes, but hers. The result was a lengthy nuzzle into his fur. Ra was cruel!
Blazing heat stirred her. These things distracted from the question of how she arrived here. How she ended up in a morning tucked in arms and feeling the pulse of Ra begin to engulf the day. The struggle of heat waves and feeling every moment that the sun would take you reminded her of home. Truth be told, Legend didn't remember how she came to be in here. She did not ask, either. Only took it for what it was and took to finding a comfort in touch.
Her head pulled down and pressed roughly to the top of Machiavelli's. The shaking of his chest when he protested the day woke her further, and a big breath of air fled her nose as quickly as it entered. Curling her stomach, she moved to shelter not only his own eyes, but hers. The result was a lengthy nuzzle into his fur. Ra was cruel!
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - Machiavelli - April 20, 2024
The chamber, save for the single invading shaft of light, remained cool and dim, illuminated by the gentle, ever-present glow of the palace's bioluminescent fungi.
It was the uncomfortable, sweltering warmth from this rogue ray that prompted the man to sit up with squinting eyes and a dramatic yawn after enduring several minutes of its unwelcome attention on the back of his neck.
After adjusting himself to block the annoying beam, Machi regarded the woman quietly for a moment, an unreadable expression settling onto his face. When he noticed her stirring awake, he leaned down with a playful grin, affectionately nuzzling the jackdaw's cheek.
Good morning; did you sleep well?he purred softly, as if disrupting the tranquil stillness of the early hours was a crime.
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - Legend - April 22, 2024
She was simply tired. After many long nights, and many long days, her body had crashed again. This was not the first time, and it would not be the last for a little jackdaw with legs that ran faster than her mind. It was hard to consider, wasn't it? But she had found such a warmth in the sun that transcended her wishes to escape it. An extended, ever-loving embrace that held her so gently in the day. The woman could wait for it again each night. Its rays were prone to cling to her night-fur, and it was easier for Tefnut to abandon her. But Ra wanted her, and Ra always had.
Stirring to a nudge, with the silliest rummaging on her cheek, her eyes lifted lazily. "Yes." Very closed, with little opening, and to see the blurry warmth across his muzzle. A frown now, her head turned to the entrance. "Is it morning?" Legend knew..she should not be here in mornings, even if she was not sure how she arrived. But she did know that she would rather stay than go. She was pretty sure she liked the nuzzle attack upon her cheek- she had never felt that before. He smiled weirdly, it made her smile back, lopsided and silly, unlike her usual uniform one.
Stirring to a nudge, with the silliest rummaging on her cheek, her eyes lifted lazily. "Yes." Very closed, with little opening, and to see the blurry warmth across his muzzle. A frown now, her head turned to the entrance. "Is it morning?" Legend knew..she should not be here in mornings, even if she was not sure how she arrived. But she did know that she would rather stay than go. She was pretty sure she liked the nuzzle attack upon her cheek- she had never felt that before. He smiled weirdly, it made her smile back, lopsided and silly, unlike her usual uniform one.
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - Machiavelli - April 23, 2024
It is, indeed,Machiavelli responded, a mischivious glint dancing in his opal eyes as he stifled a boyish chuckle.
Gods above, do you know how utterly adorable you are? If you keep this up, I fear I won't be able to resist the urge to bite you,he exclaimed, his laughter bubbling forth as he pulled her into another embrace, his lips diving playfully into her sooty fur with the most delightfully unbecoming "om nom noms."
Breathless from laughter, the man pulled away, but not without one final boop to the woman's nose.
But alas, Ra beckons; it's time for us to greet the day, my darling,Machi whispered fondly, gazing down at her.
Allow me the pleasure of seeing those captivating eyes of yours.
As for today's agenda,he continued with a tilt of his head,
have there been any further developments regarding that pesky intruder from before?
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - Legend - May 15, 2024
For a small moment, things were okay. That was the context of okay, wasn't it? The fun was upon her skin, and cenote water was spinning in her ear. With a voice to her ear with affirmation and molded sounds that made her feel special. And so very warm again. With a static amongst her mind that made her want to fall back into sleep. Head fuzzy. Fuzzy head. Fuzzy head. Fuzzy head. Pretty mind. Pretty mind.
A nose was buried into her fur and awful noises were made that made her squeaky laughter finally make an appearance.
For big, owlish eyes, few would know the way she awoke in the mornings. How they squinted, and how they downturned. How they imperfected and were so very tired, and how quickly her mouth dropped when sleep danced her back into its arms. She stared at Machi with a wobbly mouth that could hardly force itself to grin, and yet it did, because she wanted to. It felt good.
"Up." Up she would go. Lifting with tired feet, and a big yawn.
It took much of her to not fall back over and rest. Another yawn. "She has informed her Erpa-ha of the intrusion." Leaned forward, her nose touched to his very slowly, and her eyes closed again. Fuzzy head. "Precaution is in effect. Khusobek with..children. And wife. I come to check upon the palace before return to Akashingo, where I must be there far more often to serve the Pharaoh and consort, and Erpa-ha. Do not know who the intruder was. Perhaps we are taunted," and though unneeded, she felt the need to say his name, "Machi."
A nose was buried into her fur and awful noises were made that made her squeaky laughter finally make an appearance.
For big, owlish eyes, few would know the way she awoke in the mornings. How they squinted, and how they downturned. How they imperfected and were so very tired, and how quickly her mouth dropped when sleep danced her back into its arms. She stared at Machi with a wobbly mouth that could hardly force itself to grin, and yet it did, because she wanted to. It felt good.
"Up." Up she would go. Lifting with tired feet, and a big yawn.
It took much of her to not fall back over and rest. Another yawn. "She has informed her Erpa-ha of the intrusion." Leaned forward, her nose touched to his very slowly, and her eyes closed again. Fuzzy head. "Precaution is in effect. Khusobek with..children. And wife. I come to check upon the palace before return to Akashingo, where I must be there far more often to serve the Pharaoh and consort, and Erpa-ha. Do not know who the intruder was. Perhaps we are taunted," and though unneeded, she felt the need to say his name, "Machi."
RE: Come on, my Combat Chameleon - Machiavelli - May 16, 2024
Pangs ran rampant through his heart as her small black nose touched his own. For a moment, Machiavelli thought perhaps she could be forgiven. She had been talking, but he found himself utterly captivated by her owlish eyes, the tilt of her black lips—the way she hadn’t asked him to leave. How they had stayed a bundle of limbs and sound breathing and Legend had not sent him away.
He thinks he has changed his mind and cannot get up yet. He thinks he is too tired and needs morning kisses to be recharged,Machi sighed dramatically, flopping onto his back with exaggerated flair. He peered impishly over his stomach at the jackdaw, his feathery tail swishing softly.
With a playful grin, he continued,
Perhaps a few more snuggles would give him the energy he needs. What does she think, hmm?His eyes twinkled with mischief and affection as he reached out a paw, gently brushing her cheek.
Or maybe just one more kiss, right here,he suggested, tapping his nose lightly.
As he lay there, the morning sun filtering through the cracks in the stone above, Machi felt a warmth spread through him. He gazed at Legend, his smile softening,
You make it very hard to leave, you know.