forum "Wait, you... you're... magic?" "Darling, what do you think?" (Fantasy o/o Closed)

Started February 01, 2022 by @emilyevewrites group

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Shade shrugs. "What I was never mattered very much to me. I've always been fine fine fine being me."

She can feel Farah's heartbeat again, closer in pace and rhythm to her own now.

Farah could feel their heartbeats almost seeming to synch up. She chuckled quietly. "That's a very good thing," she murmured.

Shade laughs. "Yeah…"

Was this a side effect of the aura transfer, or something more? Shade wonders, feeling each heartbeat multiplied 2, 3 times over as she stayed pressed against Farah.

Eventually, Farah released Shade from the embrace. "You felt it too," she murmured quietly. "Didn't you?"

Shade nods, rubbing her upper arm with her hand. "Yeah… it felt good."

Farah licked her lip slowly. "We should keep moving." She looked to Saul. "To find your brother."

Shade watches Farah, then flushes. She turns away when the faerie speaks.

"Yeah. Not tonight, though. As I've been saying, we need rest." she murmurs, setting up a temporary camp.

"I'm not tired," Farah stated. "I'll keep watch. You two sleep."

Shade shakes her head, and grabs the faeries hands gently. "We all need sleep. You especially, Farah, after what you agreed to earlier. Trust me on this. Please."

Farah sighed. "Fine. But let me get someone to keep watch."

Shade pauses, then nods. "Okay."

Farah's eyes glowed for a moment, searching for a specific aura. There. She located who she was looking for and smiled. Using her magic, she held her palm out and conjured a water bubble in the center of it. Seconds later, a strong blue aura surrounded her and popped the bubble. Farah laughed. "Hello, Alara."

The spirit's aura disappeared behind a rock structure, flashed, and emerged as a lithe, graceful warrior with a sword across her back. She nodded a greeting. "Farah." Her almond-shaped eyes turned to Shade, then Saul. "Who are they?"

"Friends," Farah replied. "This is Shade, and this is Saul. We need rest for the night. Could you keep watch and protect us, sacred spirit? And keep up dry if it rains?" Alara arched her eyebrows, and Farah grinned. "Please?"

Alara rolled her eyes. "Fine."

Shade gasps and grins. "Her? How many legends do you know, Farah?"

She laughs then sets up two tents: one for Saul, the other for Farah and her.

Farah chuckled at Shade's comments. "All of them," she remarked.

(Casually only has two tents… like the hotel bedroom with only one bed)

Shade's laughter turns into a choking sound as she turns to Farah. "You're not joking, are you?"

(Trying to make it a little… ~s p i c y~)

(I'm down for ~s p i c y~)

Farah smirked and arched an eyebrow. "Of course not. Anyone else you'd like me to bother for you?"

Behind Farah, Alara sighed heavily. "Really?"

Shade sighs. "Of course… and please, don't go to any more trouble for me. It'll make me feel worse about earlier."

She climbs into the tent, sighing as she does so, glad to be off of her feet.

Farah shook her head. "I was kidding. Most of them like to be summoned."

"And you couldn't have called any of the ones who wanted to be here?" Alara called to Farah's retreating back.

Farah giggled. "Nope!" With that, she slipped into the tent, coming face-to-face with Shade. "Oh! Sorry!" she cried, backing away, which wasn't an easy task seeing as it was a very small tent.

Shade jumps, then laughs. "Don't apologize apologize apologize for that! It's fine."

She makes room for Farah, scootching over.

Farah was flushed, and she turned her head quickly as she moved deeper into the tent in hopes that Shade wouldn't notice.

Shade notices alright, and chuckles lightly.

"Hey… is everything alright?" she calls.

"Yeah, I… I'm fine," Farah said, very unconvincingly.

Shade goes back to Farah, placing a hand once more against the faerie's chest. She feels the heartbeat resonate in her once more, and she shivers.

"No, you're not. What's wrong?" she asks.

Farah's breath hitched. "N-Nothing," she stammered. "I'm f-fine, really…"

Shade notices the change in breathing, and the change in the rhythm of Farah's heart, and laughs. She takes one of Farah's hands, and gently places it against her heart.

My blood is your blood… she thinks.