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Jelyss began to Hum along with the song that was playing along in the back of his mind. Mel Luvese It seemed so familiar, but he couldn't place where and why. "You would hate the underground then, a lot of pretty faces, and knives in the back... interesting people." Jelyss said a bit annoyed, he remembered that is what drows were like, what the underground was like, but he couldn't place when he had visited. There went a moment as they got to enjoy the moment. and then a splitting pain started in his head. a pain he had a hard time hiding. and he paused his moment and moved a hand up. "This seems oddly familiar...." his eyes began to gaze around. pulling back. "I feel like... I had a dream like this... well a lot is missing and"  he paused and looked at the half-orc... no assimar. "Sorry, " he mumbled under his breath, as the headache began to dose down. "this happens once in a while..."he didn’t realized he was blunting out most of the words in sylvan.

#ic #rp #jukhan jelyss

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The Changeling paused for a moment before a peal of weak laughter escaped his lips. "My look is ever-changing," he said and looked at the other. It was mostly at hint at his race, but He knew first hand that chasing forgotten memories, and constantly losing more wasn't nice, and had begun to live in the moment's delt to him.   "Was the food at least good?" Jelyss asked. "or did it taste like broken promices?" Moving step closer and placing an arm around the aasimars neck.

The changeling followed the aasimar as he had done for the last few days. he had questioned where they were going, but it all had been vague answers. Jelyss didn’t know what make of it, so he had stopped asking and now… now they were in a pile of ruins, something had been here at some point, but the changeling just looked around a bit confused. then paused and looked at the barbarian. “wait… did you take me to this secluded spot to murder me?” the changeling asked, wouldn’t be the first time something like this had happened. and the tip of his fingers he prepared a spell, in case the answer was yes. @rough-crowd

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there was a tone of sadness in the other's tone, one they were trying to hide. Jelyss didn't get why Jukhan had been dragging him around to places, why he insisted of them traveling together... Jelyss had a tendency too get called out for his changeling nature and be abandoned, Changelings were bad luck. well in most people's eyes. so he let the spell go. "Good because you would have been putting way to much work into it," The changeling said beginning to look around at the ruins long taken over by nature. "Don't think this place will spring to life anytime soon. most likely another forgotten thing," jelyss said as he began to get the picture of the structure of the hall, how this had been a ballroom... he looked up. it still was, perhaps better then it used to be. a starlight night in ruin of a castle, he has heard of worst place to party. he could almost hear the music played by a band, as nobler folks deserted from the remains of the staircase. he looked at his hands. "This place is nothing more than a ghost," he said smiling. he took a hand up towards his mouth and blew into it. and threw the make-believe dust out in the hall. as forgotten memories began to make what jelyss subconsciously remembered to come to life. but a version without faces. "I'm sure we will find it some point... whatever you are looking for!" he tried to say in an upbeat tone. as the melody, began to play around in his head.  

The changeling followed the aasimar as he had done for the last few days. he had questioned where they were going, but it all had been vague answers. Jelyss didn’t know what make of it, so he had stopped asking and now… now they were in a pile of ruins, something had been here at some point, but the changeling just looked around a bit confused. then paused and looked at the barbarian. “wait… did you take me to this secluded spot to murder me?” the changeling asked, wouldn’t be the first time something like this had happened. and the tip of his fingers he prepared a spell, in case the answer was yes. @rough-crowd

#c #rp #ic #jelly #jukhan

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The changeling followed the aasimar as he had done for the last few days. he had questioned where they were going, but it all had been vague answers. Jelyss didn't know what make of it, so he had stopped asking and now... now they were in a pile of ruins, something had been here at some point, but the changeling just looked around a bit confused. then paused and looked at the barbarian. "wait... did you take me to this secluded spot to murder me?" the changeling asked, wouldn't be the first time something like this had happened. and the tip of his fingers he prepared a spell, in case the answer was yes. @rough-crowd

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"Uhh!" The Changeling said loudly. he could use hot springs, he liked water. jelyss didn't hear the words, but he was still a master of reading lips. He couldn't remember where he got the skill or if it was something everyone could do. But he didn't comment on it, He knew the aasimar was traveling with him for a reason, he didn't understand what motivation made the aasimar fight with everything he had when they ran into danger. "I'm going to sleep now!" he said and closed his eyes once more. not moving from the spot... he knew Jukhan could move him if he needed it. tho it would be fun to see how he was going to get him out.

“jukhan I’m always black,” The changeling stated. it was true, he liked back, easier to hide. but he was a selfish little thing and he did want the warmth. Maybe he did use it all of making fire? it made sense. “I don’t think Kisses will fix that… hold on…” jelyss mumbled. Then he began to move most of his cold limbs underneath the fur the other was wearing. the sadistic part of him hoping for some complaining, some squirming. Now being on top of the other underneath his clothes, he happily hummed. “there, But i still be black when you get me out from here”

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The shuddering made jelyss purr, in both figuratively and literally scene. he also liked the idea of a city, he liked cities, he could see most of the time in them. "Perhaps... But humans are rather forgetful," jelyss hummed, he didn't know what dubble edge sword that was. he didn't pay it mind, the way that Jukhans finger slowly was beginning to caress him, it was so natural for him. and he didn't know why. there was a sense of safety with the aasimar. even tho he knew all gods had abandoned him. "I like a city, I want bread," Jelyss said, remembering how sweet it normally tasted. "and apples, I fucking love apples," Jelyss said, beginning to full the top of the others hip bone. wondering for a moment, if he should see how far the aasimar would allow him to go. he decided against it because he could begin to feel warmth again. "Tho right now I could use a warmth bath," He closed his eyes as he thought about it. Not paying mind to his losing his shape and letting the tail grow out.

“jukhan I’m always black,” The changeling stated. it was true, he liked back, easier to hide. but he was a selfish little thing and he did want the warmth. Maybe he did use it all of making fire? it made sense. “I don’t think Kisses will fix that… hold on…” jelyss mumbled. Then he began to move most of his cold limbs underneath the fur the other was wearing. the sadistic part of him hoping for some complaining, some squirming. Now being on top of the other underneath his clothes, he happily hummed. “there, But i still be black when you get me out from here”

#ic #rp #jellys #jukhan

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"I said hold on!" he wasn't wrong, that was the amount of warning jukhan gave him when he was about to do something, so... fair game. a moment of silence came over them before Jelyss looked up at the other, all four eyes present, as the darkness of underneath the fur allowed himself to let go of some of his shape. he didn't like to let go in places of light. "Haven't last an eye yet... And I'm pretty old," Jelyss said, he didn't know his age, but drawings of him in old books had confirmed that he was older than most humans. how old? he didn't know. a smile creeping over his lips as he began to move his fingers down the other's body, feeling the other tense up just a bit each time, not making what he did so much that he needed to be stopped, just enough to make the aasimar aware that Jellys had some control right now. He didn't know why, but he needed him to know. "so what are we doing in the snow anyway?" Jelyss question, his tone calmer than normal as he tried to soak up the heat, and making sure to keep the barbarian distracted enough to not notched that he was feeding off the others squirming.

“jukhan I’m always black,” The changeling stated. it was true, he liked back, easier to hide. but he was a selfish little thing and he did want the warmth. Maybe he did use it all of making fire? it made sense. “I don’t think Kisses will fix that… hold on…” jelyss mumbled. Then he began to move most of his cold limbs underneath the fur the other was wearing. the sadistic part of him hoping for some complaining, some squirming. Now being on top of the other underneath his clothes, he happily hummed. “there, But i still be black when you get me out from here”

#ic #rp #jelyss #jelly #jukhan

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"jukhan I'm always black," The changeling stated. it was true, he liked back, easier to hide. but he was a selfish little thing and he did want the warmth. Maybe he did use it all of making fire? it made sense. "I don't think Kisses will fix that... hold on..." jelyss mumbled. Then he began to move most of his cold limbs underneath the fur the other was wearing. the sadistic part of him hoping for some complaining, some squirming. Now being on top of the other underneath his clothes, he happily hummed. "there, But i still be black when you get me out from here"

#jelly #jukhan #ic #rp

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The fluttering feeling inside the changeling was something he hadn't felt before or had he? perhaps a long time ago. but that didn't matter. Blue was bad. and some part of him liked the feeling, but he knew feelings were bad. not sure how he knew that, but it was why he didn't stay somewhere long. and the tingling feeling did make him giggle. "That tickles," he mumbled, and looked at the other, disregarding the others concern. "what you mean? I can change colors whenever I want... just seems like the blue is stuck right now," He said a bit annoyed. Then he picked up on one thing, Jukhan was warm. "You stole all the warm!" he said in an accusing tone. His fey brain made sense of this.

Today had been a day for the changeling, all the “snow” or whatever it was. it was very overwhelming for the small changeling, But as soon as the night hit the snowy planes, The changeling’s eyes could finally rest. But the cold just got worse. and even under the several layers of cloaks and capes. he could still feel the chill to his bones.

So as any good pyromancer would he was nursing the fire in the middle of the hideout. instanced by the flames as the dances and gave warmth. “Jukhan!… I’m cold,” The Changeling grumpily said and looked that the werewolf. giving him a pondy face and everything. “and I don’t get why the snow had to come!” He complained. “I didn’t do it!” He then immediately tried to explain. @rough-crowd

#ic #rp #he is useing all the braincells #jelyss #jukhan #jelly

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The Changeling was appalled about the idea of fighting with something unseen, He wouldn't be against it, but he had the feeling he would be at a disadvantage. He would have a harder time camouflaging the white and would have no idea of where the enemy was. "I never have done a snowball fight," he said and looked up at the other. "Is it like... is there like a point system? or is it to the death?" the Changeling asked flabbergasted at the concept. "i just don't get it, it makes me blind, it's wet... and cold... and I can't feel my fingers," the changeling said and tried to study his hand, making it respond to his will of making his fingers move. but hardly anything happen. "am I suppose to be blue?" he then asked, more as a general question. not fully understanding how cold he really was.

Today had been a day for the changeling, all the “snow” or whatever it was. it was very overwhelming for the small changeling, But as soon as the night hit the snowy planes, The changeling’s eyes could finally rest. But the cold just got worse. and even under the several layers of cloaks and capes. he could still feel the chill to his bones.

So as any good pyromancer would he was nursing the fire in the middle of the hideout. instanced by the flames as the dances and gave warmth. “Jukhan!… I’m cold,” The Changeling grumpily said and looked that the werewolf. giving him a pondy face and everything. “and I don’t get why the snow had to come!” He complained. “I didn’t do it!” He then immediately tried to explain. @rough-crowd

#ic #rp #jelly #jukhan #Look at my smart boy

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Today had been a day for the changeling, all the "snow" or whatever it was. it was very overwhelming for the small changeling, But as soon as the night hit the snowy planes, The changeling's eyes could finally rest. But the cold just got worse. and even under the several layers of cloaks and capes. he could still feel the chill to his bones.

So as any good pyromancer would he was nursing the fire in the middle of the hideout. instanced by the flames as the dances and gave warmth. "Jukhan!... I'm cold," The Changeling grumpily said and looked that the werewolf. giving him a pondy face and everything. "and I don't get why the snow had to come!" He complained. "I didn't do it!" He then immediately tried to explain. @rough-crowd

#ic #rp #jelyss #jukhan

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the major grin on the tieflings face said many things. One of those were that this was not something was going to forget. "Oh No, by all means, Go on, tell me all your sexual fantasies" he said while wiggling his eyebrows, lean in a bit closer to the other, making them just 1 foot apart. "I tell you all of mine~" he teased. he suspected that the aasimar would just walk off leaving him alone, but this was something he could hold over the others head for a while. a very useful fact.

Charm caught himself starring for a moment. Raphael had a haunted beauty about him, It had raised a lot of questions. Questions that The tiefling at some point was planning getting answers to, But someone as tight as the aasimar, It was going to take some times. “Just be happy i Tuned it down,” he said with a sleek smile. A truth, Could be the infernal blood, but he liked his food with hot sauce. silence felt over them fora while, as he Let the other eat in peace, But when The Tiefling felt like that the Aasimar had his moment of peace. “so do aasimars have parts down there? or are you like dolls?” he said that with a straight face looking at the other.

#ic #rp #holy thot

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there was a chuckle for the tiefling over the reaction. poor Raphael, from his stance... and the attitude, there must have been some sexual frustration hidden in him. How fun would it be to be able to experience that! well, it most likely would never come on the table, at least not for him. "we are... " Charm said getting the last of the laughter out, "Just a curiosity from my end, I think you already have the answer to that question from me," the tiefling hummed in a calm tone with a wink. all said in a calm tone, in hopes that theses things wouldn't become such taboo to talk about from the aasimar. "But the part that some don't... i keep that in mind,"

Charm caught himself starring for a moment. Raphael had a haunted beauty about him, It had raised a lot of questions. Questions that The tiefling at some point was planning getting answers to, But someone as tight as the aasimar, It was going to take some times. “Just be happy i Tuned it down,” he said with a sleek smile. A truth, Could be the infernal blood, but he liked his food with hot sauce. silence felt over them fora while, as he Let the other eat in peace, But when The Tiefling felt like that the Aasimar had his moment of peace. “so do aasimars have parts down there? or are you like dolls?” he said that with a straight face looking at the other.

#rp #ic #holy thot

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Charm caught himself starring for a moment. Raphael had a haunted beauty about him, It had raised a lot of questions. Questions that The tiefling at some point was planning getting answers to, But someone as tight as the aasimar, It was going to take some times. “Just be happy i Tuned it down,” he said with a sleek smile. A truth, Could be the infernal blood, but he liked his food with hot sauce. silence felt over them fora while, as he Let the other eat in peace, But when The Tiefling felt like that the Aasimar had his moment of peace. “so do aasimars have parts down there? or are you like dolls?” he said that with a straight face looking at the other.

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Cham had a smile on his lips, "Rabbit stew," the Tiefling hummed, as he began to fill up two bowls. handing one to the aasimar, "I had my servant go hunt for one earlier," Cham said hinting towards the imp that normally followed him. many people would call him foolish for flaunting his help from grandfather as he did. there wasn't much small talk, he had made sure to spice it up just a little, not to much that it was too spicy to eat. "so? is it too hot for you?" Cham knew that by saying that Raphael had to respond with no, no matter what.

The tiefling raised his eyebrows “But arn’t you setting up tents?” He [practically purred, He loved to tease, having the Holy paladin worry. “I take care of food while you keep on doing your pole ting… unless,” he stopped and looked at the other. “You rather want me to sit down and make noises,” a smug smile on his face. “I promise, I keep the cat calling to a minimum,”

#ic #rp #holy thot

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Cham had a satisfied smile on his lips, as he started to making stew, not very exciting, but he liked cooking. It got bonus points with people. He didn't use too long unless someone why was setting up tents, and he couldn't resist the need to make the food just a tad spicy, after all, he controlled hellfires, The aasimar would have to get used to things being hot. "Honey dinners ready," the tiefling said in a lovey-dovey tone, most just to mook the entire deal they had worked out. not many could handle being around the aasimar more than for business, he got why... Raphael was a bit tight. But this made them traveling together even more entertaining.

The tiefling raised his eyebrows “But arn’t you setting up tents?” He [practically purred, He loved to tease, having the Holy paladin worry. “I take care of food while you keep on doing your pole ting… unless,” he stopped and looked at the other. “You rather want me to sit down and make noises,” a smug smile on his face. “I promise, I keep the cat calling to a minimum,”

#ic #rp #holy thot

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The tiefling raised his eyebrows "But arn't you setting up tents?" He [practically purred, He loved to tease, having the Holy paladin worry. "I take care of food while you keep on doing your pole ting... unless," he stopped and looked at the other. "You rather want me to sit down and make noises," a smug smile on his face. "I promise, I keep the cat calling to a minimum,"

#ic #rp #holy #thot