An OC dhampir monster-hunter. Literate. Multi-Para. Selective.Mature themes. Mun is 21+. Under 18 DNI.
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乱铁 @_dirtyiron_
He slips his hand into the open space and does exactly what she did. He lets the clouds slip through his fingers and feels the condensation form. He then does something different. He closes his eyes and stretches his mind out through his hand. When he first came to the Haven he let the Haven flow through him, felt its energy, its magic. He hadn't tapped into the world around the Haven before.
He feels the magic of the air, though it feels uncomfortable towards the ground. And there is ground, he can feel it distantly, but what sticks with him is the sky. He brings his hand back in and traces condensation down her nose to the tip. "A little something for my verbena."
She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.
He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.
He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.
Prziel's always meant to come here, Summer pointed it out during the grand tour, but of course he got distracted and never made it. But now he's here and has the cutest guide imaginable.
It is an amazing place and he begins to get lost in the sight until he feels the squeeze of her hand. "Favorite? Oh, please do, I can't wait to see this."
She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.
He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.
He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.
"Thank you."
"I sincerely hope I don't need to go into detail regarding the pain you'll endure if you ever make her unhappy."
"You do not. I assure you, though, that as talented as you are, nothing you can do will compare to the pain of knowing that I've made her unhappy. If it comes to it, don't hold back."
"I'd love to see them sometime!"
Do you wear jewelry? If you do, what do you like?
"In my culture, we wore a great many circlets. It was considered high fashion if you were able to battle without one falling off. I still have a few of the ones I had back on my world, if you'd like to see them!"
"Now that I'm free... I can do anything."
A Rick & Morty RP/Ask blog | Crossovers welcome! | Mun is 21+
Autumn "Valkyrie" Sanchez, Biomechanical Liason and the newest member of the Poppies in M-42.
Summer "Proxima" Smith
A Rick & Morty RP Blog
Mun is 25+ <18 DNI Literate, Selective Flexible Writing Style [Exclusive with @hunterprziel] No Shipping
"I sincerely hope I don't need to go into detail regarding the pain you'll endure if you ever make her unhappy."
"You do not. I assure you, though, that as talented as you are, nothing you can do will compare to the pain of knowing that I've made her unhappy. If it comes to it, don't hold back."
Agreed.
He grins at the two Poppies and grips her hand. "I'd love to see something new! Show me what you've got, sweetie."
He's looking forward to exploring the Haven from her perspective. He's rarely seen it casually and is thoroughly enjoying her excitement. It's terribly infectious.
She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.
He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.
He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.
The kiss sends warmth through his entire body, causing his own heart to beat harder. He hears Ash and glances at her textbook, noting the subject. He smiles as Proxima tries to explain her thoughts.
"I'd love to share what you enjoy doing alone. Show me, teach me, then we can share. I can't wait. " He leans into her and kisses her cheek softly.
"Ash, how'd your trans dimensional literary criticism paper go?"
She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.
He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.
He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.
He clears his throat before speaking. "You chose very well, darling. A pink dress is wonderful. I love it. Never loved one more than right now. And it's perfect for what I was thinking about for the evening. Something nice and relaxing, comfortable."
She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.
He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.
He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.
She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.
He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.
He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.
"My senses are sharp, I hunt those that hunt us. Yet when I'm in her world, she's all I can hear, all I can smell, I taste her in every breeze, and ache for the feel of her hands on mine."
Slow and gentle, take our time.
She shows me how to cherish every moment and stay grounded in the here and now.
He shows me how to see that nothing is whole and nothing is broken.
Prziel smiles as he plucks one of the S&W 500 rounds from the case. He squeezes the bullet with his superhuman strength and feels the resistance of the otherworldly silver.
"Oh, you get me the greatest stuff. Still silver, but not so soft. This'll work great. And yes, a rogue pack had moved into some vaguely disputed territory. It was an issue for the local packs to keep in check, but some tourists went missing and I've been hired to find out what happened. I've found some of most of them, and I think I may need these. Care to join me? Bound to be blood, teeth, and broken egos. A lot like most of the times you take me out, but probably more hair." His own smile slides into a smirk.
"We've got to stop meeting like this. People will talk."
Summer rolls her red eyes, lightly, smirking at her old friend. "Then they'll talk about the bullets you asked for, and I'll get a bump in business, hm?"
She withdraws a hard case, laying it on her forearm and opening it to reveal the shining contents.
"Full metal jackets, pure Argonite silver. Hunting werewolves, are we?"
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