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Red and Cass

I see her expression of shock clearly in her eyes and her facial features. I saw the blush creeping to her cheeks when she looked down. Breaking away her gaze from mine when I just moved my hand so that I was lightly touching her chin. Tilting her face up to look at me.
“You need to learn that eye contact is a fundamental key in any deal or human interaction princes.” I tell her leaning in to lightly take a whiff of her aroma. She smelled floral and yet not intoxicating to the point it cause a migraine.
Aurora
I was on the ground when I tried to straighten out my hair a bit when I hear a familiar voice. Demanding who was there. I creep out from behind the tree with my hands raised up showing him I was unarmed. “Just a bored princess going for a stroll.” I said.

He lifted my chin so I couldn't look away and I swallowed nervously, before nodding slightly. O-of course I knew that, and I wasn't one to be easily cowed, but he had simply surprised me! Caught me off guard. . . again. "I know, My king." I say quietly, looking up at him.
James
I snorted and slipped my sword into its sheath once I saw it was simply Aurora. "You know the door is over that way, Princess." I respond with a jerk of my head.

I see that flush and reaction of hers again and I take a minute to know if I’m pushing her buttons. But it seemed like I wasn’t. I take note of the silver in her eyes. There was strength and soften nature in her gaze. I let my finger linger as I lightly ran my fingers across her jawline and down to her neck.
“I can imagine painting you. Your tone is quite cream like ethereal very angelic nature like.” I whispered to her.
Aurora
I put my hands down when he put his sword away and tells me that the door was on the other side. “I know where the doors at James. But I thought it be fun to just use a different means of exiting my quarters.” I said biting my lip a little. I didn’t know if he was still mad.

My stomach turned as his fingers drifted so lightly over my skin, feeling the urge to step back again but knowing that there was nothing but table behind me. I stood my ground, my hands limp by my sides and eyes glued to his. "It's hard to work in such pale shades," I said weakly, the tease from my voice gone and breath in it place.
James
"Mhm." I responded, crossing my arms as I looked her over. Why did she constantly insist on being so difficult? "You always seem to find the 'fun' way to do things. What would your brother say if he knew you were constantly shedding your guards?"

I saw her pale and I glanced down at her twitch that was probably making her want to pull away from me. All the signs of her not wanting me to touch her. I pulled away blanking my expression as I took a step back. “I apologize that you have to tolerate my touch. Guess everyone still flinches at the knowledge of how bloody these hands are.” I tell her going back to my stool and sat down.
“Don’t worry Callista. You only have to stomach my touch for one night and then I won’t touch you ever again.” I tell her picking up my brush and just focused on my canvas
Aurora
I bit my lip a little when he tells me what my brother would think and do if he found out I keep giving my guards the slip. I gave it some real thought before I answered. “He’d probably either fire the guards or have them all train harder. Quite frankly it shouldn’t be this easy to get away from said guards.” I said honestly

My heart pounds as he steps back, and I see that somehow I’ve ... offended him? I suppose I should’ve listened to my brother. Hesitation wasn’t attractive. Sweet, docile, and lovely is all I should focus on being. My mouth gasped open for a moment as I tried to think of a response, before I closed it once again. He was quite fickle, it seemed.
“I’m sorry my king.” I settle on saying after a long pause. “I am not used to the touch of others.” Besides my brothers roughness, but that didn’t need to be discussed st the moment.
“I shall take my leave.” I add, before hurrying out of the room, not waiting for his permission. Now I’ve offended the king and my husband, then fled the scene like a scared rabbit running away from a fox. I was pathetic.
James
I laughed softly at her response. It wasn’t entirely untrue, that was a possibility. “Maybe I’ll tell them to keep a closer eye on you. Wouldn’t want my men going through more training just because the princess fancies herself an acrobat.” I tease lightly

I just see her flee from the scene like a scared little rabbit. I stopped painting for a bit when i just gave it some thought. I guess even an arranged marriage my bride is going to hate my touch. She tells me that she wasn't used to the touch of others. But i've been around people long enough to be able to read them
Her reaction towards me was something different and i wasn't going to press on it. I was about to go back to painting but i don't... Just one night and she won't need to worry about my touch. I just... I worry for her. I get out of the room and went to my library trying to find a gift for her that would be a white flag.
Aurora
I looked back at him when he tells me that he'll have to tell his men to keep a closer eye on me. I bite my lip a little bit when he seems to be teasing me. I reached out to touch his hand just a little bit.
"You're... not upset anymore?"

I sighed and gave her hand a little squeeze before pulling away. “I can’t stay mad at you Ro, you just have to be more careful.” I chide softly. Since her parents died her brother had run the kingdom differently, but all the power in the world wouldn’t stop rumors of oddity and weakness. It wasn’t what was expected, and as much as I loved Damien and Ro, they needed to be wary. Especially with the visiting king and his sister in town.
Callista
I hurried back to my chambers, feeling all the more the fool. I shouldn’t have left, I shouldn’t have pulled away, I shouldn’t have done anything. I was stupid and I was going to fuck this up for Claud, for the kingdom!!
As soon as I was back in my rooms I started thinking of a plan. I had to fix the mess I’d made before my brother found out. I lit a few candles and went over to the window, watching the light show in the town below ... off outside the castles gates I could see the lights from my camp, and I almost longed to be back in that little dusty tent than in this grand and lofty castle.

I'm not soft, I'm not an idiotic king but at the same time.... I don't want a marriage like our parents. My mother lived in fear for such a long time. Afraid of my father and what he would do if she ever stepped out of line. I hated it all and i never wanted that. Not for me not for my sister. That's why i had declined every marriage offer kingdoms have asked for my sister.
I look at my first editions as i went ahead and found a book of small love poems from Pablo Noruda. It was in spanish but she did say she spoke different languages. I take it and walk over to her room.
Aurora
I looked at him tilting my head to the side when he lightly squeezes my hand and i just rolled my eyes a little bit. "Be more careful. be more lady like. Be less acrobatic, why is it wrong to be myself?" I said to him just biting the inside of my cheek a bit. I closed my eyes and just tried to peace it all together.
"I'll be fine... I just wanted to walk out to the garden."

When I heard the knock on the door my stomach flipped nervously. It has to be Claud. I was sure of it - he had somehow heard of my disappointing first encounter with the King. Fuck.
“Come in,” I respond, before I see the King - the new one, not my old one - I mean - Damien. Not Claud.
At this point I’m not sure who I’d rather be admonished by.
I drop down to my knees and cast my gaze towards the ground, feeling my face flush. What is it that Claud would have wanted me to say?
“I am so sorry my King for offending you. I never meant to be so foolish and callous. I understand whatever reprecussions you give are well earned. I beg of your forgiveness.”
James
I sighed and stepped back. She was too troublesome. “My lady, you haven’t seen the all the cruelties of the world. I wish that you never would - but you do need to be careful.” I turned and started to walk away, before taking pause.
“I could ask Damien to reassign me to your personal guard. It would keep you safer to always have someone you trust by your side than to keep shedding a the dumber men who underestimate you.”

I see the door open and her eyes are of surprise and fear when before i could even show her the book she's on her knees. I am taken back when she tells me that she's sorry that she was foolish. All of this is something that i would see my mother do to my father.
I didn't like it. I let out a sigh when i went down and gently picked her from her shoulders and helped her stand up.
"Please don't do that Callista. I am not here to punish you." I tell her calmly.
Aurora
I bite my lip knowing that he just wants to protect me like my brother. He tells me that he may speak my brother to see if he could be assigned as my personal guard seeing that the guards i keep ditching underestimate me.
"Wouldn't that be a bad idea? I mean I wouldn't be able to help myself and test how efficient you are like those other idiots." I tell him

“So you’ll still marry me?” I ask cautious as he helps me back to my feet, staring up at him. Maybe he was actually kind. . . Although he didn’t much live up to his own reputation. How strange.
James
I snort. “You do rmemeber I was there on the day of the assassination attempt?” I respond, though mostly we don’t speak of that day anymore. “I killed that coward as easily as slicing through brother. If I can protect your brother, I can easily keep a watchful gaze over you.”

I looked at her and just slowly nodded my head a bit. "I am going to still marry you. Although i don't recall ever mentioning that it was off in the first place." I looked at her a little confused as to what made her think that way. After she's on her own two feet.
I reached over to the book of love poems and gave it to her. "It's... i guess you can say my engagement gift and my white flag to you. It's a first edition." I tell her.
Aurora
"I do recall." i whispered to him smiling when he just buffs up in how proud he is in being very efficient. To be frank my brother can protect himself but he can't have a gaze every where that's why he trusts in James so much. I bite my lip a litle when he says he'll keep a watchful gaze on me.
"How close will that require you tobe?"

I flush slightly at his response, before taking the leather bound book from his hands. The cover was smooth, but well worn. Someone enjoyed reading it, possibly him. A kind man and an artist? How strange no one commented on his pleasant temperament.
“Thank you.” I respond softly, my fingers delicately tracing the binding.
“Although I don’t recall ever mentioning needing a surrender.” I add on, mimicking his matter of fact way mannerism.
James
Gods damn her, the little minx. I saw the twinkle in her eye and the way she hit down on her lip - I could t tell if she naturally did that or simply thought she was being cute and so exaggerated the habit - but it was annoying as ever. Did she bat her eyes at every man who simply walked by?? One day, princess or not, someone would teach her a lesson.
“By your side Ro, but don’t get any ideas.”

I looked at him tilting my head a little bit to the side not understanding why he seems to look upset when i ask him. When he tells me to not get any ideas I'm more confused as nipped at my lip. "I really have no idea what you mean by that? Do you have any ideas that are not keeping an eye on me?"
Damien
I looked at her closely seeing her flush before me as her hands experiment with the cover. I am a little relieved to see that she liked the book. As there was that glow in her eyes that i hadn't seen when i first met her. She tells me thank you and she almost mimicks me that she didn't mention needing a surrender.
I faintly smirked at her and just took a breath. "No... but I do see that my personality is difficult to understand. I don't want you to be forced to do anything, and i'm not going to be a dictator of a husband. But... it would be helpful if you inform me if my touch is unpleasant to you and i'll step away."

Fine. She could play fake innocent as much as she wanted. I could tell she thought she was cute. “No, Princess.” I respond with a tired and knowing look in my eyes. “It’s simply a reminder that despite our long relationship and friendship, if I am reassigned to your guard - a demotion, really, that I would be doing for you - to keep in mind that it is a professional relationship.”
Callista
“You’re simply ... not what I expected.” I responded, before turning and moving over to leave the gift on my bedside table. I would page through it later in the evening. “And forgive me, your - your touch is not unpleasant just . . . Unexpected.” I finish again, my cheeks flushing up more. It felt strange to talk to bluntly about this. I was expecting a short and rough fuck every evening until I grew old and he grew tired. Now, here he comes giving me love poems and telling me I had a choice. It was all quite new.

"I'll take that a s a compliment." I tell her just giving her a little bit of a faint smile when she tells me that my touch wasn't unpleasant that it was really just unexpected. I see her putting her book on her bed side table when she looks at me. Looking flushed when i just nodded my head.
"I get that a lot, but i'm not a fool nor am i an affectionate man. I do believe that you have noticed it. But... aside from our wedding night if you say no i wont touch you."
Aurora
I looked at him just letting what he was saying sink in when i just feel a little hurt here. "We've always been friends James. It's not fair that you can have a professional and a friendship with my brother while you're telling me this. If that's the case then don't demote yourself... my brother needs you more than i need you." Which is true. My brother needed the best just like him

“I understand.” I respond softly, my gaze fluttering up to his. . . Curiosity got the better of me though, and I couldn’t help but ask, “earlier you said I could ask you any question, is that still ... allowed?”
James
“No, Princess.” I responded with a sigh. “I’ve always been friends with your brother. He is my best friend. You’re his little sister.”
It was cruel, yes, but she had to stop. Every time we spoke she pouted and simpered and whined at me. She was young, but she had to learn. “I’ll speak to Damien about moving my position.” I added, before turning and leaving her alone in the gardens.

I was about to take me leave after she just looked at me. There was a curious look in her eyes but i wasn't going to dread on it. I was about to open the door when she asked me if it was still alowed to ask me any questions?
I stopped and looked at her. "Of course." i tell her.
Aurora
I see him try to be professional when he tells me that he was just my brother's friend not mine. Like if there was this supposed coldness in him. When i reached out to him and held his hand. I dead on into his eyes and i didn't waive.
"You will not ask for this position. If you so feel that we had is nothing but a collateral relationship. James... I don't know what's gotten into you but i don't believe you when you tell me that we're nothing."

“Where does your reputation come from?” I ask, watching his eyes carefully. “I’m sure you’re not ignorant of what people say and yet you’ve proven yourself . . . Not that. “ I was looking for something ... a flash of anger, a coldness hidden behind his soft demeanor ... where did these rumors and stories come from?
James (I said he left the gaaardeeeeeeeens. He isn’t even still looking st her, idk how to respond.)

Damien
I hear her question and it's more of a complicated question to explain really. I take her chair and sat on it before i made eye contact with her. "No... I understand what you're asking Callista. My reputation is of a cold ruthless leader. Which that is not untrue. if my kingdom is in danger. If my family is in danger... I am what the rumors say about me." I explained to her.
"But i'm not the kind of man that will react if there's no reason behind my reaction." I explained to her.

I narrow my eyes at her and pull my hand back. Maybe this is what she had to hear. She was reckless and immature and wouldn’t stop flirting with me. If this would protect her, so be it. Damien would understand. “I take orders from the King, not his little sister.” I respond coldly, before giving her a swift bow. “Enjoy your evening stroll, Princess Aurora.”
Callista
I nodded. . . Most men I knew had seemingly one personality. Every lord that presented themselves as soft was always so, and vice verse. It made my mind wander back to my brother . . . I could imagine he wouldn’t take well to this artistic and poetry giving king.
“That makes you a rare man.” I compliment.

I looked at her and just smiled a little bit when she tells me that i was a rare man. There was a hint of hope lingering in her eyes and it just made me more or less... interested in her. There was just something about her that was drawing me to her.
"Thank you for the compliment princess. Now if you excuse me there's little sunlight left and i have a goal to finish on my painting. I do hope... you find comfort in the book as i have," i told her giving her a bow.
Aurora
I don't know why it hurt him saying that to me. One minute he was fine we were talking mingling connecting and the next it's like he cuts at my lifeline. "Dont..." i mumbled but he was gone before i could say anything. I turned around and my chest just pained me... I can't have him beside me with that mentality. And i can't be selfish... my brother needs him by his side.

I give him a small curtsy in response and nod. “Of course. Enjoy your painting. I’m curious to see the finished product.”
James
I had to find Damien. I don’t know why all of the sudden Aurora was being a difficult little brat ... it was a new development and hard to watch. Maybe she was acting out because of the wedding . . . Seeing her older brother being married off to a stranger could supposedly be hard to grasp ... and remind her that that was most likely her fate as well.

"Good night." I tell her as i walk out of her room. I mean just in case i didn't see her later tonight. I did have a priority tonight but sometimes i just forget to eat or something. I go to the hallway when i see James. And he looks a little frantic.
"James, you alright?" I asked him crossing his line of wlaking.

I give my friend a short bow before sighing. “Your little sister is -“ I stop, my hand tightening into a fist. “We should have this conversation somewhere else. Are you going to your studio?” I ask him

I am taken back just a little bit when he starts off with my sister. I seriously do not understand what is the issue with these two. I mean one minute they're fine and the next it's like world war. "Yes i'm on my way there. Let's go." I tell him guiding him back over to my studio.
Aside from my sister, and my future wife, James is the only one that have stepped inside of my studio. I lock the door behind me and sit down.
"What's wrong?"

I lean against the door, wishing I had a glass of ale next to me to make the headache his sister caused go away. “Now, you know how much I love you and your family, so you need to understand that this is coming from a place of caring about you - and her. I am not trying to - to besmirch her honor or reputation but - I’m worried about how she’s acting!” I start off angrily.

I take my brush and let it glide into the canvas when I see my dear friend start decompressing from hurricane Aurora. He looks on edge and I point behind me. “I have some whiskey in the cabinet help us to two glasses please.” I tell him and smiled.
“My dear friend I am not the queen of hearts. I would never off your head for saying something that upset. Had I done so your head would’ve been off when we were toddlers.”

I chuckle softly as I go and pull the liquor for the cabinet, before pouring us both a glass and setting his down. I downed mine in one gulp, cleared my throat, and then poured a second cup.
“Shes a ... not a whore, since I don’t think she’s acted on it, but almost every man I see she’s throwing herself at them. And on top of that she sneaks away from her guard every chance she gets! I’m just worried she’s going to take her little attention act too far and someone will - will interpret her as she’s trying so hard to present herself.” I try to explain. “I love her like a sister, but by God’s she’s maddening! She’s going to get hurt! Most men here - my own men included - would gladly take your little sister to town!”
(I have an ideaaaaaa)

I hear him just vent it all out. It’s like he had this bottled up stress for a long time. Because it was just gushing out like Niagra falls or something. And I just listened to him and just tried to be as non objective as possible but when he talks about my sisters attitude towards other men. When he was done I just looked over at him a bit.
“She’s not throwing herself to other guards James. To be quite frank she’s more attached to you and close to you than anyone here. If we’re speaking from textbook signs of flirting she flirts with you a lot not other men.” I tell him.

I drained my glass again and ran a hand through my hair. “Well ... I suppose that’s better than her throwing herself at everyone, but still! It’s an issue! I don’t like being mean to her, but she has to - she won’t stop!” I groan.


Aurora =sad
claud =mad
both aurora and claud =drunk =bad times
aurora = upset because claud's kinda a dick and even though she consented it wasn't a great experience.
> is the mad at symbol
James > Claud mostly, a bit aurora
Damien > Claud, Callista for defending Claud, Aurora
Callista > Claud and Damien - not at aurora because she knows claud's a dick and aurora's a lil naive munchkin
Aurora > Claud, James still, Damien, and hell, probably Callista too.
Lets have alllll the drama)

Damien
“Alright the way I see it and if I have to compare with many works of literature to understand your situation. It looks like my sister is drawn to you in a romantic aspect. Now why does that make you feel upset? She’s not to be engaged to anyone unless she wants to.” I asked him. I’m mostly not that great in reading situations of drama or just plain tornadoes of emotions.
“Take another glass of whiskey and just explain to me the core of the issue you have with my sister.”

James
I glared at him. "Because she's a kid. And if she's throwing herself at me it's difficult to do my job." I explained bluntly. Was he quietly advocating for me to fuck his precious little sister? By gods who would've thought! "And you know as well as I do, someday you'll need another alliance, and ignoring the fact you have an of age sister because she'd rather sneak into gardens and fuck her brother's guards wouldn't be a wise decision."

“She’s seventeen James. I think she’ll be able to consent if she can or wants to be intimate with you. I don’t see the problem.” I tell him when I finished my goal for now before I turned to look at him and I just look at him.
“Alright James just be frank with her. If you’re not interested in her emotionally or physically than just let her know. Right now you’re just saying that because it’s your role or your my friend that those reasons are sufficient to reject her. Allies? I’ve got that covered James that’s my head ache and I’ll deal with it at the time. I am not my father and I won’t force my sister to a loveless marriage.” I explained to him

I rolled my eyes. "You're too righteous for your own good." I sighed, before setting down my glass. "It's late, you should finish your painting. You have your own loveless marriage to get to tomorrow."
I unlocked the door and gave him a quick wave with the back of my hand. Gods I loved him, but he was so strange sometimes.

“You want my honest advice? Talk to her like James and Aurora. Not this whole knight and princess and you two can get over your humps and perhaps be a better friendship or relationship or whatever.” I tell him not really wanting to get in the middle of this but I find that proper communication is essential with any desicions.
“More like a marriage... I want to get to know her perhaps develop a bond like comrades.” I tell him before I wave him good night and he was out the door. I do a couple of strokes and I find my spot to stop before I go to wash my hands.

I couldn't entertain this idea for any longer. Aurora was - she was just my friend's bratty little sister! I could never see her as anything but! She infuriated me with her recklessness, but I cared for her in only the normal amount of professional protectiveness I needed to! A good night's sleep would help clear my head. And besides, tomorrow was the wedding and there would be little time for me to address Aurora at all.
Callista
After I dined on a roast bird and sweet breads, a few ladies maids helped me undress and change into my bedclothes. I comfortably lay in bed and read sweet poetry by candlelight until I drifted off. Dreams of possibilities filled my head.

I went to my bed and tried not to think about the drama with my best man and my sister. I just hoped they could just get over it already. But then again I was the one marrying into an arrangement. I go ahead and slip into my head quarters and I get ready for bed. Thinking back on Callista. Something about her made me want to learn more of her.
But something tells me it’s going to be an uphill battle with how she was raised and the way I want to treat her. I lay in bed and think on tomorrow. Tomorrow I won’t be the only one sleeping in this bed.

I woke when the sun streamed through the windows, and for once didn't wake in a sheen of sweat. The weather here was much cooler than back home, I'd actually used the heavy fur blanket that had rested on my bed. I wrapped a robe around myself and a poured a glass of water from the pitcher beside my bed, sipping it slowly as I gazed out the window. Today I would be married. The ceremony would be long and the festivities may last well into the evening. And then. . . well, he and I would lay together as husband and wife. And I suppose I would be a queen. That would also be new. So many new beginnings. . . So why was I so nervous?
A short knock on my door drew me out of my thoughts.
"M'lady we are here to help prepare you for the ceremonies," A meek voice called.
"Come in," I responded, and turned as three women came into my chambers. Two carried a large trunk between them, that I recognized as my own. My gown and jewels were in there. I think Claud's own ceremonial garb had been placed in there as well, which meant he had already retreived his. I didn't even know what time it was, but the women quickly got to work.
James
"Morning Ser!" Charlise called as I ducked into the kitchens, before I gave the round woman a small kiss on the cheek.
"Lovely as ever, Char." I simpered, before she threw a sweet pastry at my head - that I of course, caught. How else was I supposed to get my breakfast?
"Get outta here you sod!" She snapped, before barking some orders to the scullery maid across the room, "I've got enough to worry about with this feast withou' having to think of you eatin' up my stock!"
I laughed loudly and bid her goodbye as I took a bite of the glazed roll and started towards Damien's chambers. I had to switch guard duty with Henry, who had been on the night shift.


I have a bunch of ideas for it but I want to wait until I’m on my computer so I can more easily access pictures and type stuff :)
Do you have any thoughts on it?


His hand brushed lightly against my cheek and I felt a soft blush rise. My breath caught in my throat and I took a small step back, almost bumping into a table behind me. "Ah, no, My king." I responded, dropping my silver gaze down to the ground.
James
I heard a creaking in one of the trees near the Princess's quarters and lifted my sword, before slowing moving towards the cluster. "Who goes there?" I demand