forum Perhaps something a little...spicy (muture) (one on one) (bodyguard style rp) (closed) (16+)

Started May 18, 2021 by @Dirt

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Uuuh so I've done bodyguard rps in the past, and I freaking love them. But this time I'm looking for something a bit more spicy if ya'know what I mean (:
This rp will have a touch of magic to it mixed with fantasy and slight modernism. So powers are welcome, though please don't be to OP with it. And of course not quite human characters are more then welcome.
I'm gonna take the role of Bodyguard with My gal Vash, and I would appreciate if this was M×F. So if yours could be a dude tyty

The whole plan for this is Vash will be sworn to protect your character from whatever threat is coming. The problem is that no one quite knows what this threat is. (Don't worry I'll spell it out pretty fast and drop some pretty obvious hints)
Whether your character is some kind of royalty, or something else doesn't really matter to me. Just as long as they are considered important.
I believe a castle would be fun to have the two running though. And as seeing this will be fantasy mixed with slight modernism, it would make some sense.

Rules
-no one liners
-put trigger warnings if you're gonna go there
-punctuation
-atleast decent grammar
-andrews rules
-anything that gets a little to spicy will either be skipped, implied, or taken to PM depending on your comfort level with it
-Ican and will ask for a small bit of your writing if I've never stalked or done a rp with you before
-I reserve the right to say no. This is not a first come first serve

Here's my gal, it was an existing template so you can do your own thing or not even bother with a temp at all. (HOWEVER IF YOU DO THAT I EXPECT YOU TO BE DISCRIPTIVE!!!!) And like I said, since this was an existing temp, its pretty detailed. Definitely don't feel the need to match it. But if you do, nice!

Basic-
Full Name: Vash Carter Adams
Nickname:  -
Aliase: Snake
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Sexuality: bi
Personality: loyal, determined, doesn't do anything without atleast some what thinking it through first. Kinda quiet, has the whole "don't speak unless spoken to Personality"

Looks-
Hair: straight black, long to her waist
Eyes: green (almost snake like) kinda slanted downwards
Face shape: high cheek bones, very slim, all angles
Body type: slim but muscular, not really consided curvy "built like a teenage boy"
Height: 5'7
Defining marks: a snake tattoo that wraps around her right arm. Plain black with white detailing. Freackles on her nose, and of course scars littered about
Skin tone: pale, can be considered ghostly at times

Clothing-
Casual wear: long sleeve shirts and jeans with sneakers
Dress up: a suit, either green or darrk yellow
Work wear: a shirt with one longe sleeve over her tattoo, slim black leather pants, and leather slippers. The occasional knife holster and hip pouch. Will wear a dark vail to keep features hidden.
Sleep wear: baggy T-shirt with shorts

Other-
Weapon of choice: knives, or the good old throwing axe
Meaning behind tattoo: the snake is a sign of her clan. At 13 each child is given a test, if they sucede they are given a snake around either their arm, wrist, leg, or torso. The snake holds each clan member to their promises by either wrapping tightly around where it is placed or slowly making its way twords their heart. Depending on where the snake is placed, its tightening can result in death or the lose of a limb. If a clan member is sworn to protect someone the snake will hold them to that promise. However if they are to kill someone the snake will act as a clock, making its way twords the wearers heart untill it reaches it, resulting in the wearers death, or the kill is finalized, sending the snake back into a rest.
Family: Takeo Richmond, a higher up in the clan and her adoptive father. (53)
Back stroy: Vash wasnt born into the clan but much rather was taken in at 6. Takeo Richmond saw that he could shape the perfect wepon with a child, and having none of his own, took in a young orphan. Vash. He is the one who trained her to be who she is today. An assassin, a liar, a snake if you will. While Vash can be very loyal to those she is close to, if Takeo commands it she will take anyone's life. She has only disobeyed him once and payed severely for it.
Quote: "A weapon is only as good as its wielder"

(Aye don't worry to much about it.)
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(Okay, here he is! Sorry about the long wait. How is he?)

Name:
Nicolai Saul Armanon

Age:
24

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Bi

Appearance:

• Hair:
  Black. It's gorgeous, the color of raven feathers, and when the light shines on it, it has almost a blue tint to it. Combed neatly, although it usually messes up about 3 hours later, maybe sooner, depending upon how long it takes. Really silky and smooth, like silk threads.
• Face:
  Incredibly handsome. A mysterious smile, strong features, tanned skin. His eyes are a deep blue the color of the night sky, with occasional bursts of what seems to be purple.
• Body:
  Strong and healthy, and muscular. Not quite body-builder level, but he looks like a solder: strong and dependable. He has lots and lots and lots of scars all over his torso and arms, but no one really sees them, as they tend to be hidden by his shirt or jacket. The sight of some of them could cause more delicate people to faint or throw up, they're that gruesome.
• Clothes:
  Something nice but casual. Usually jeans and a dark shirt, and a leather jacket. That, combined with his darkly handsome appearance, he looks drop-dead gorgeous, and a little scary. No jewelry or accessories, except for a silver band around his left middle finger.
• Links:
  I can't find them at the moment, but I'll try and get them up ASAP.
• Other:
  N/A

Personality:
Nicolai is… someone special. He acts like the perfect guy: kind, sweet, gentle, polite, a little mysterious, gentle teasing. That's all a mask, though, as he is actually a little devil. He's mischievous and loves to joke and tease and pick on. He's hardheaded, as well, and can be a huge jerk. He likes throwing himself into danger whenever possible, pretending that it's for the greater good so that no one looks twice at him. He's rarely scared, or at least never shows his fear, and is very loyal. A good leader. He will never admit to a shred of weakness, which is especially irritating if he is wounded. Prefers to do things himself. Not really interested in romance of any kind.

Background:
Nicolai is the son of one of the two dukes in the kingdom, Duke Caiven Armanon. He's the second son, but as his older brother Damien is handicapped, he has been pronounced the heir to the Armanon dukedom. His mother died after his little sister Lilith was born, and his father was too busy taking care of Damien to deal with second son, so he was sent to the battlefield.
In the battlefield, he became an excellent soldier and fighter, one of the best. He soon rose in the ranks to be the second in command of the general of the armies, the mysterious General Reaper, Haven Carroway, who also happens to be Nicolai's best friend and greatest annoyance.
After Haven was selected as the husband to the princess, Nicolai was appointed the new general, called the Ghost General, due to his white armor and silent movement. No one knows his identity, and so he is safe in the kingdom, with almost no attacks on him. I say almost because there still are a few. Just no one knows about them because he brutally disposes of them before anything else can happen.
There was a traumatic incident when he was still second-in-command with Haven that he never talks about, and it still gives him nightmares. It's where he got all the scars. It will come out in the rp, gradually. So yay! He usually visits the palace every few months to "find some suitors," although really it's just his way of showing that he's still alive and "available."

Talents, Skills, Hobbies:
Oh boy, there are a lot.

• Talents: He's really good at fighting. Like, crazy good. Just the soldier style, but still, he's amazing at it, one of the best. He can walk really quietly, and has a good mind for strategy. Making a girl feel weak is one of his best talents, and he does it without knowing, sometimes. A good listener, good at insulting, and being where he's not wanted. He draws, but no one knows this. All the things nobles need to know, such as language and etiquette and dancing and dressing, he knows. To his immense disappointment.
• Skills: Same as the above.
• Hobbies: Fighting, fighting, and more fighting. Likes learning languages, drawing - mostly of his experiences, it's his way of letting things out - but he never tells anyone. Fighting, stalking (no, not really, just seeing if you're reading this), and more fighting. And fighting. Getting into dangerous situations. Also fighting.

Other:
He can teleport to about a mile away, and it's awesome.

(Sounds good to me!)

Vash followed the guardsmen, her leather slippers padding silently on the ground. The thought to sneak off had crossed her mind atleast once. Atleast then the guards paranoia would have payed off. She saw one peek over their shoulder for what felt like the millionth time.
They where all probably asking the same question, why have an assassin as a bodyguard? To which Takeo Richmond would have explained, that an assassin can watch from a far, and still be just as lethal as a bodyguard who would be right there. But Takeo wasn't there, and if they asked Vash would have to find a way to explain. Granted it was obvious none of them would even talk to her. She was intimidating enough with her title. The outfit didn't help.
A black vale hid her face and hair, some knives obviously placed, and others hidden. And of course there was her tattoo. Usually she hid it with a long sleeve, but for today she was required to show it off. It marked her as the would be bodyguard to the Dukes son. As the assassin from the Nagaraja clan.

This is a really bad idea, Nicolai was realizing, as he walked down the hallway of the inn, to the door he was supposed to, behind which was an assassin of great renown, skill, and, from what he'd heard, glares. Apparently, this Snake was a master of the death glare. So much so that apparently it had caused trained soldiers to wet their pants.

He wasn't convinced.

"You're sure you're ready to do this?" His shadow and bodyguard, Sir Vincent Rayl, asked. The kid was barely over twenty, and naïve in the ways of killing in a way that the Duke's son envied. The kid was loyal, but even he couldn't stop assassins from trying to kill Nicolai. Nicolai had decided to hire someone because the lack of incidents that the public heard about was getting suspicious, and he couldn't have his cover blown.

Now I know how Haven felt, he thought with a grin.

"Of course I am," he said coolly. "Do you think I'd make a decision like this so lightly?" Before Sir Rayl could respond, he raised his fist and knocked on the door before entering without waiting for as much as a come in.

The assassins head turned twords the door as it opened.
She hated to admit it, but she was nervous. Vash was an assassin, she hid in the shadows and behind masks. But from the moment she'd make her oath till she was released from it, she would be in the open. Seen as a threat and a shield to any who'd oppose the Dukes son.
She gave a slight bow of her head, her vale still hiding her face. She could see the guards tension at any movement she made. It was obvious that until she'd made her oath that they wouldn't so much as leave her alone with the Dukes son.

(Sorry!! I'm just not super active on here. I promise I haven't abandoned it though lol)

Nicolai glanced at the assassins in the room dismissively before his eyes fell on a figure in the center. He would bet anything that this one was the one who was supposed to protect him.

He sat down on one of the many chairs in the room. Well, lounged was more like it. Like he owned the place. He smiled lazily and asked, "I assume your the person who is supposed to protect me?"

He was radiating absolute arrogance, like a noble's son was supposed to act. After all, wasn't this just a front so that he would be left alone?

(Aye no worries. I'm not on to offten either. I just bump rps from time to time to make sure)

Vash was already irritated at his show of arrogance. If she'd known just how miserable he would be to work with, maybe she'd have taken a different part of the mission.
Unfortunately it had been her adoptive father that'd even suggested her for this role. And Vash being the ever obedient daughter, had taken it.
"Yes sir." She made a small bow of her head, the vale moving ever so slightly. "Let's skip the formality and cut to the chase shall we?" She could tell anyone who had an ounce of respect for this noblemens son would hate her for the way she so freely spoke to him. "I honor the promise of my people to be your assassin and guard. My life along with my blade belong to you. As long as you will call me to your side no harm will come to you, least my life be taken by my clans snake." A hiss sounded in the silence that followed. And even though there was no physical sign of movement Vash could feel the snake tightening, binding her to her promise.

Although he didn't show it, the Duke's son was impressed at her show of bravado. Let's see if she keeps this up. Although, if she was who he thought, she probably would.

Nicolai smiled, leaning back even more and crossing his ankles. "I accept your vow, and your promise of protection." He held out his hand, as if he were speaking to another person, an equal, instead of a dirty assassin. "It'll be a pleasure to get to know you. Try not to let me die. I rather like myself."

"I couldn't even if I wanted," Vash took his hand. Well she could, the only downfall would be she'd die along with him. Right up until he released her from her vow, her life would be tied to his.
Unfortunately that's how so many of her friends had lost their lives. Vash knew it would be harder to be a bodyguard then an assassin. Still, she was up for the challenge.

"Perfect. Now that we've gotten this bodyguard thing settled, would you like something to eat? Drink? This room seems way too solemn and quiet and menacing. I think we all just need to lighten up."

Behind him, Sir Rayl gave a disapproving sigh, one that almost made Nicolai smile. Almost.

"A drink would be lovely." Vash had been instructed not to remove her vail in the company of others. As Takeo had put it, she'd be able to watch from a far with little notice. However is everyone and their grandmother knew her face, the assassin wouldn't be able to vanish into crowds.

"After you," she swept her arm twords the door. If Takeo had allowed her to come early maybe she'd have been able to explore. Map out where everything was. Then she wouldn't have needed to follow around Nicolai so much.

"Thank you." Nicolai opened the door himself and Sir Rayl fell into step behind him. The noble knew every part of the inn they were at, as he had done plenty of… unsavory business here. He walked confidently, quietly, his booted feet making almost no noise on the wooden floors.

He led the way to the bar, where he ordered drinks for the three of them.