PSL | voicetesting?

[franchisepirate]

What I'm doing with this, I have no idea.

Links for various muses:

™ Westley | The Princess Bride | random encounters

♥ Saya Otonashi | Blood+ | newly hatched (recycled from older musebox)

♣ Saya Otonashi | Blood+/AU-ish | hunting

♠ Cross Marian | D.Gray-Man/AU-ish | suspicious circumstances (given his recent game history)

♦ Penelope Garcia | Criminal Minds | deserted hotel

∉ Zelgadis Greywars | Slayers | nothing to swipe

∈ Zelgadis Greywars | Slayers | underground wraith fight (yes seriously)

♛ Carol Peletier | The Walking Dead | child walkers (...yep)

∅ Xellos | Slayers | PESTERING YOU ♥

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Saya Otonashi | Blood + | Canon point: after hatch-amnesia

[sangreine]

She's only a blink from new again, all whimsy and instinct, rippling hair dragging behind her skipping heels as she leaps to perch on the narrow edge of a fountain with her effortless, unnatural balance. Somewhere, she acquired some clothes (in the loosest sense of the word, a thin slip of a dress barely decent for bed, but it kicks up and swirls around her thighs when she spins so whoever it was had a sense of aesthetics if not modesty) and the most basic corners of language which she always tends to use sparingly in this state, her lush body and wide eyes speaking for her better.

A Queen in all ways that matter, she dances along the slim edge of the fountain, twirling and tiptoeing without even a whisper of a thought that she might fall, here and there kicking up playful splashes of water that freckle her slip and set the cloth clinging, a baptism fit for the sort of royalty she is.

Play with her, won't you? Her smile isn't demanding, but it won't accept 'no' so easily.

Whoever she finds will share some onus for her later self, supple as the more cerebral pieces of her can be when she's all virginal and eager. But like blowing glass or turning a potter's wheel, too heavy a hand will lathe a pliant curve into a too-sharp angle, or shatter it entirely. The last thing you want to do with a new Queen is draw blood so don't

push

too

hard.

post-true end

[gemuinemanagement]

[She's beautiful, is the first thought that makes itself known in Suga's mind when he sees her playing in the fountain. Followed shortly by 'I hope she doesn't fall'.

He's not great at sensing the supernatural on his own - the ones he knows are more obvious about it. She doesn't mean him harm, so the scent of glowstone that lingers on him is an undercurrent rather than overpowering, and a pleasant scent. Like a sweet perfume that would become cloying with too much of it applied.

He approaches her carefully, stopping at the edge of the fountain.]

Are you having fun?

Re: post-true end

[sangreine]

[ She's turning nearly before his words traverse the air, face beaming with unburnished joy, balance never veering close to a waver. She's simplest, such as it is, when she's new, and for the moment she wants for nothing but a playmate. ]

[ Long hair streaming behind her like a proud flag, she leaps off the fountain and over to him with girlish glee. As soon as she's moving she catches an appealing aroma on the air, not at all like the heady ting of his blood beneath his skin. Inhaling deeply, her arms slide around his shoulders to tug him closer. ]

Some. It was lonely. [ Not anymore! Congratulations, nameless stranger, you've become her new pastime. ]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Oh. He's being embraced suddenly, and the blood rushes to color his cheeks red.]

Um - um, okay. I'll play with you, miss.

[She feels warm where she has a hold of him, and he steps a little closer. He doesn't... actually know how one plays in a fountain, he's never done that before.]

[sangreine]

[ She grins at him, holding back a delighted giggle. Shy ones are fun; she'll loosen him up eventually, no matter how tightly he's laced. ]

Saya. [ Her name is spoken with a singsong lilt, playful and promising. And her hands slide down his arms to grip his hands and gently tug as she steps backwards onto the fountain ledge, shaking her hair out of her way with an elegant toss of her head. ]

We'll have fun together.

[gemuinemanagement]

I'm Suga.

[He follows her onto the fountain - he could no more resist following her than he could fight gravity. Water splashes at his shoes.]

Saya is a pretty name.

[sangreine]

[ Smiling at the compliment, she swoops down to plunge her hands in the churning water and brings some along in her cupped hands as she stands. This she holds over her head and her hands open, trails of water down her arms, her face, and down. No care paid to her white shift or what she isn't wearing beneath it. ]

[ She reaches to take his hands again, cupping them together. Her skin is warm enough to take the worst of the chill from the water. ]

Play with me.

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga looks, because he's only human, and his face colors red as he forces his gaze back up to her face.]

O-okay. What do I do?

[Does she want him to also dump water on his head?]

[sangreine]

[ It would at first seem that she doesn't care about his looking at all, then she shifts her hips distractingly, not quite casually. ]

Whatever we want. [ The way she says this is impish, almost teasing, because of course she doesn't mind a bit that . She crouches down again to splash his legs with water, just enough to make a point. ]

[ She gives up all pretense of emptying the fountain by handfuls and steps into the water, which comes past her knees and wets the hem of her damp dress further. And she beckons him with a hand. ]

[gemuinemanagement]

R-right. Sorry.

[With red cheeks, Suga follows her into the water. It doesn't quite reach his knees because of how much of him is Leg, but it's certainly enough to soak part of his pants.]

note to self, finish your sentences

[sangreine]

[ She does so like the ones that do as she says. ]

[ Saya sloshes a few paces away from him, the ends of her long hair flowing on the water's surface, and then crooks a finger at him, urging him to follow. She turns to move faster and glances over her shoulder to ensure he's giving chase, before she ducks under the curtain of falling water from the fountain, face upturned. ]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga gives chase, not as fast as he could be if he weren't worried about slipping and falling, and certainly not as fast as she could be.

Water splashes at his feet and on his face, and for some reason he finds himself laughing a little.]

[sangreine]

[ One moment she's sloshing ahead of him, giggling lightly, and the next she's pressed against his back, chin on his shoulder. The only visible sign of her path is the rippling wave of water which illuminates that she actually moved through it rather than teleported. ]

Got you. [ Her voice is light and bounding. ]

[gemuinemanagement]

[



don't think about her chest touching him don't think about her chest touching him Don't Think About It]

Y-you won.

[sangreine]

[ She presses closer against his back, as if daring him to think of anything else, and her nose nuzzles the back of his neck. ]

I like winning.

[gemuinemanagement]

[aaaaaaaaaaaa]

It seems like you're very good at it!

[His face is SO red.]

[sangreine]

[ Her hands move across his chest and shoulders like she's trying to figure out how they work, and she shimmies against his back as she tugs him toward the fountain ledge. ]

Sit. I want to play a different game.

[gemuinemanagement]

O-okay.

[He's very easy to push around, both literally and figuratively. He takes a seat on the lip of the fountain.]

What should we play next?

[sangreine]

[ She giggles innocently and slides into his lap very un-innocently. She leans close so the very warm tip of her nose traces little circles on his cheek. ]

Guess.

[gemuinemanagement]

[--!!!

His face flames up even brighter, and his eyes go huge.]

Y-you mean, with me?

[He knows what she's getting at, but why would anyone want to do that sort of thing with him??]

[sangreine]

I don't see anyone else here. [ Not a soul, in fact. She hates being lonely. ]

Why not? I like you. [ He does what she wants and he's delightful to tease, what else is there? Having only just met is not even a consideration. ]

[gemuinemanagement]

[People don't like him or want to be around him, normally. But she's not a normal person at all.]

O, okay. Anything you want.

[...he doesn't know where to start though.]

[sangreine]

[ Shocking to no one, she likes that answer. ]

Good. [ Still perched in his lap, she curls closer and gives him a very thorough kiss, holding back is not in her repertoire. ]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga doesn't really know how to kiss, but he does his best to mimic the way she moves. His hands settle at her waist for lack of anywhere to put them, and he kisses with an eagerness to please that overcomes some of his nervousness. Some of it, at least.]

[sangreine]

[ "how to kiss" pfft, in her book there's no right way you just do it ]

[ His eagerness is sweet, but maybe not exactly the right sort of productive. Her hands slide down his arms to his hands, one of which she places on her hip and the other on her thigh, near where her soaked dress is riding up. Don't be shy, now. ]