Open RP post!

[inasmithsyard]

I will add prompts or scenarios in comments, or feel free to come up with your own!

Currently up for grabs characters:

Rosie
Spindle's End
inasmithsyard

Rosethorn
Circle of Magic
earthandpine

Briar
Circle of Magic
thornandmoss

Hadand
Inda
deheldegarthe

Charity
Dresden Files
charityandfaith

Molly (Rag Lady)
Dresden Files
veiledthreat

Karrin
Dresden Files
isgoodpeople

Maggie
Newsflesh
talesuntold

Chouji
Naruto
16autumnroad

Neville
Harry Potter
mimbletone

Rue
Hunger Games
daisiesguardyou

Kitten
Tortall
skysung

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Comments

[thornandmoss]

"Well, if there's one thing I can say about all my sisters, it's that they do understand that much." They understood his magic and how he felt about green things, at least, if not the extent of what he had gone through in Gyongxe, or just how many ways it had messed him up.

But he'd seen enough of stuffy academic mages that he could imagine how uncomfortable it might be growing up with one for a sibling.

"You make a very compelling argument," Briar conceded, stepping closer and sliding his hands under the hem of her shirt to pull her toward him, running them up her back. Sheets might feel nice against bare skin, but not nearly as nice as Maya's skin felt. He leaned in to kiss her neck, pulling away reluctantly. Briar reached for Maya's hand. "Shall we?"

[anythingwithstrings]

"I don't understand how mages can really understand magic just from books. Without feeling it as connected to them as their fingers, their lips their..." she trailed off to let that concept linger to whatever body part(s) Briar wanted to think about, on whichever of the two mages in the room they were connected to. She let out a soft breath, to show how she enjoyed a brush of lips on her neck and a hand under her clothes. Even if it wasn't doing anything too indecent. Well, at this particular moment, in any case. Her hand moved to rake through his hair as he embraced her. Although not forceful enough to keep him there, even if the idea crossed her mind. When he reached for her hand Maya casual stepped back towards the stairs, and out of his reach. She hummed a gentle series of notes, light in the air and carrying a bit of her magic to them. She didn't do much, nothing different from the effects of an aphrodisiac or a gentle massage to relax the body. She grabbed the hem of her shirt and in a single motion pulled the garment off, and dropped it to the floor. Wearing only a wicked little smirk on her lips, and nothing else, she took two small steps back toward the stairs, eyes watching Briar, before turning to run up them toward the bedroom.