Private Roleplay  Drain You [Sarissa]
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Miasma She
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  Home sweet humid. She smells of flowers and foreigners, but wants only to smell like her. "Sari!" she calls to the dense forest. Jacaranda petals detach from their woven hold as she trots; Miasma remembers this place, and knows where to find her. "Sari!" Excitable as she draws nearer: the roses still smell so sweet. Far better than anything in Inaria. "Sarissa, I missed you. Inaria was lovely-- not nearly so lovely as you of course-- all the purple and puppies." Failing to nose her way into the thorns, she circles to the other side. "I love puppies. They're so small and soft. I wanted to bring you one, but they wouldn't let me. There was one I thought would make the nicest scarf for you..."

  She wiggles her way in, smaller than Sarissa, but not nearly so familiar with the place. This likely isn't the intended entrance, but that won't stop Miasma-- not when she's so impatient to see...

There's no one here.

  Purple petals pulled by the thorns, the smell of death so inextricable from Alteron, she almost hadn't noticed it here, infiltrating Sarissa's sacred refuge. Ice grips her heart like winter killed the roses.

It smells like someone else.

  Miasma backs out, surveys her surroundings. The fragile flowers 'round her neck have begun to dry, crumbling at contact. "S-... Sarissa?"

  The dying forest feels so lonely.
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If blood is thicker than water then
You'll drown quicker than we intended
If blood is thicker than water then
You'll know where to find us in the end


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Sarissa She/Her
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The sun was gracious that day, shining through the branches and lacing the ground with light. Some fell on her as she lazed half way out of her den, the soft grass cooling in the humid atmosphere. The woman who smelled of red roses laid to bask in the warm sun to calm her nerves as she had been unsettled as of late. Strange noises and strange substances riddled Alteron. Her father had warned her to stay in her den at night, and now that he had returned from his journey to Inaria, there were a few nights she spent with him. Sarissa was comforted by his presence.

Now she had some time for herself, relaxing in the sun until she heard a familiar voice. Red eyes popped open and she immediately sat up, glancing over to the rosebushes as Miasma strode around it, speaking such sweet words. The sword smiled, and casually rose to her feet, shaking the dust from her pelt. She giggled even, watching her girl trying to shove herself in thorns to get through to Sarissa's supposed home.

"I'm right here, darling." she called, reassuring that she was indeed there. Tail would swing back and forth, her happiness apparent and she'd place a soft kiss on Miasma's muzzle. "I've missed you so." Nights wouldn't be as lonely anymore. Despite her interest in Cancer, it would take a while to wrap him around her finger.

"How was your journey, dear?"

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I feel it coming on
You've got nowhere to run
There's no way you'll make it out alive
Oh, when it's after dark
I'm gonna eat your heart
Don't try to fight it, just close your eyes

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Miasma She
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  Around her finger, yes, but entire body as well. Miasma breathes deeply the scent that clings to Sarissa's neck, then circles her once, pressed tight to her side the entire time. "I missed you more," she quibbles, licking the side of Sarissa's face, opposite from where she started. The scent of roses leeches all the tension that's been building from the trip. "It was fine, I suppose. It's a shame there aren't any children around here-- they're so cute." Like daffodils-- or a fawn, perhaps. Entertaining enough, and meat so very tender. The dire sighs dreamily, rubbing her face in the Sword's fur. Mia still smells of Inaria, but she wants everyone to know who she belongs to from smell alone.

  Jacaranda crinkles between them, the remnants of an Inarian daisy chain looped about her neck. "Oh!" the girl chirps, pulling on one dangled end until it comes unravelled, where she tosses it over the other girl's neck with a giggle. "I made this for you. Inaria is famous for its flowers."

  She smiles, so seemingly innocent. Miasma rests her chin on Sarissa's shoulder, just behind the boa, and twitches a frown at their own mangled roses.
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If blood is thicker than water then
You'll drown quicker than we intended
If blood is thicker than water then
You'll know where to find us in the end


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