OPEN POST: THE ANNIVERSARY

[gentleidealist]

THE ANNIVERSARY

[It's been exactly two years since Mithos took over Paradisa. That's two years of delightful massacres, scaring people into the Dead Zone, and manipulating former friends with the ageless face of a Kharlan hero. Two years of your character struggling to hold onto life as they know it while under the shadow of a fearsome ruler from another world. Two years of scraping to get by, cowering in the Dead Zone, waiting for a chance to go home or a death that Paradisa can't-- won't-- give.

There is nothing planned for today, though there are a few whimsical sort of changes that Mithos called for. The angels are on security detail as usual, policing the grounds; however, Mithos and his closest subordinates may be stepping outside. There is a grand feast set up in the ballroom... but angels don't eat, so it's really just for show. The place has the air of a graveyard party where even the dead decide not to attend.

There is an undercurrent of anxiety tonight, a breath held in anticipation. Something is about to happen, and even the insects are quiet.]

CASTLE GROUNDS
INSIDE THE WALLS
THRONE ROOM
BASEMENT
THE OUTSKIRTS
TOWN
DANY'S CAVE
DEAD ZONE SETTLEMENT
THE FOREST

[ooc: HUGE OPEN MINGLING POST for characters who either reside in the castle as angelic little zombies, or people who are returning for whatever reason. Please don't threadjack something without notifying the muns in advance!

You are free to make your own sections if you'd like and I'll add them to this post :)]

Comments

[wilder]

I know...but what if she gets her hopes up and we aren't able to do it?

[draca]

[ She sighs, shaking her head. ]

She has survived worse things than hopes dashed.

[wilder]

Yeah, I guess so.

[a sigh] Fine, I'll tell her.

[draca]

[ That gains him a smile and she moves over to him, standing on her tip pi toes to kiss him on the check. ]

Thank you.

[wilder]

[He smiles at that, before leaning down to kiss her on the cheek. He's missed her man]

Hey, how could I say no to you?

[draca]

You could not. [ Her gaze turns mischievous as she reaches to brush her fingers against his face. ] I know your desires and mayhaps a part of your heart.

[wilder]

[He tilts his head just a little into that touch.] Part of my heart, hm? So few could make that claim.

[draca]

I am a dragon, not a common girl. [ There is a smugness to her tone. ]

[wilder]

That's true enough. [dutifully reciting titles she told him the first time they met] 'Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, first of her name, Mother of Dragons, the Unburnt, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, and the Rightful Queen of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men.'

[So noting that smugness, but he'll smile back] First time I met someone special enough to bother to remember all their titles. Not even sure I could name all mine anymore.

[draca]

[ It surprises her, to be honest, that he remembered her titles. She remembers that he had little love for them and as such oft forgot those that were told to him.

It says much of his heart and mind that he remembers hers when he forgets others. ]

Am I truly that special? [ She thinks of Daario, of the heads he delivered her. Would Zelos do the same? Would he slay those who apposed her and give her their heads? ]

[wilder]

[The dude remembered a guy he saw at a party when he was six years old. If he wants to remember something, he remembers!]

[And jeez girl, most just want diamonds come on he has to give you heads?!]

Well, I don't know how much heart I have left anymore. But..maybe you do know a piece of its remnants. So yeah, I'd say so.

[At the very least, he's always been fond of her. She always caught his eye and not just because she's pretty or because of her dragons. Seeing her makes him happy, even if he knows its selfish to want her to be here]

[draca]

[ She is a dragon remember, it takes more than diamonds to sway her. But they help. ]

Perhaps I should call you a fool. [ Her tone is tone, hand resting on the cheek she had kissed moments before. ] Dragons are not kind nor safe. I have already lost a husband and child. [ Her heart yearns for her captain, but it also appears to yearn for him. Her wayward knight.

Though Zelos' loyalties are easier guessed than Daario's. Never trust a sellsword, even one so charming and willing to kill whoever is in her way. ]

But I will protect this piece of your heart and ensure it does not fade.

[wilder]

[He makes a small amused noise through his nose] You talk like angels are much better.

[He was one bracelet away from becoming what he was before. Logically keeping him around was an unsafe gamble, he knew that much]

[Yet still, he can't feel a twinge of happiness at her reply and a slight smile shows]

I know you will.

[draca]

[ She laughs. Angels may not be much better, but she thinks dragons worse. Her children are monsters as much as she is. The cavern Drogon made as his nest is proof of that. The bones between his teeth are proof. ]

I think I shall call you fool still. [ She steps closer, tilting her head. ] And myself just as foolish.

[ She takes his chin between her fingers, standing on the tips of her toes so she can press a kiss to his lips. A soft kiss, affectionate and kind, yet also teasing. ]

[wilder]

Oh that's okay. We can be fools together.

[He'll turn his face down to meet hers, returning that soft kiss while putting a hand onto her hip]