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đ“˜đ“„ ([personal profile] foursakes) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2019-08-08 12:15 pm

(semi-closed)

Who: four + closed prompts
When: through august
Where: the daisy chain, the wilde, city wide.
What: some quests and closed prompts! i’d be happy to write one for you as well if you’re interested— feel free to contact me ([plurk.com profile] liberos or owlie#3609) or hit up four’s plotting comment for the month!
Warnings: probably just some sickening inner dialogue, four is four.

rightfoot: (pic#13223126)

[personal profile] rightfoot 2019-08-09 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ Louis had busied himself with organizing things for his next couple of deliveries, having freshly returned from a couple of them. He wanted to ensure that everything arrived by the time expected by the appropriate people - if he wasn't able to get to them early. A couple of looks from others in the process of the deliveries- assuming that he had been here much longer than he had - stopped being surprising. Just a smile and a nod 'Yes, I'm new'.

He's quietly reading through some of the information for his next delivery when he's approached. He wasn't really prepared to model, either But, since he'll get paid for it as if he were doing deliveries, he didn't particularly mind. ]


Oh, alright. Louis is fine.

[ Glances at the tears. ]

What happened to that?
bloodwit: (should i embrace it)

[personal profile] bloodwit 2019-08-10 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ and here's viren - perhaps overprepared. he'd pored through as many texts as time permitted these last few days, absorbing as much as knowledge as he could; this left him with ideas and possibilities and what-ifs, most of which would go unused. it'd been something of a challenge, balancing the necessities with the "could be" necessities. ]

[ because although his demeanor wouldn't betray it, he's excited. ]

[ ... and cold. he'd thought some stylish black coat would do the trick; he didn't foresee having to layer everything to his socks. when the fuck did it become so cold. he can't tell if the clothing quality here is just awful or the weather is just awful. or it's both. ]

[ regardless, after a curt nod of acknowledge as to four's presence - ]

I can hold my own, yes.

[ to emphasize this, he gives a showy twirl of his mage's staff, then to set its tip neatly into the dirt. and really, after a look over at four and that atypical gauntlet, he feels the question answered on her behalf. with an inquisitive raise of an eyebrow, ]

That looks... messy.

[ not necessarily a bad thing; how far the blood splatters depends on how hard she hits, obviously. ]
freeing: (3809567-8)

scoops up – please let me know if this works!!!

[personal profile] freeing 2019-08-10 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ She use to admire the moon at night. It was something she could always find in the sky when she needed something to distract her mind. From the long nights being used by Khal Drogo to the endless longing for home when her ships sailed across the Narrow Sea. Here... it was different and part of her is not sure if that is a good or bad thing. It is an echoing reminder: Doreah, her Dothraki handmaid, spoke so clearly of the legend of how dragons came to their world. A second moon, which cracked like an egg and spilled out the creatures.

She wonders: is that so far-fetched now?

It was not the moonlight peeking through her window that garners her attention. It was a singing that haunts her mind. Makes the dreams she dares to enjoy cease and pull her from her slumber. It felt as if she was out of her own body – that standing, moving across her room, and out of it was all something otherworldly. Was she still dreaming?

Melodic magic weaves its way through Dany's core, her feet leading her past Jorah's apartment, down the hallway – exactly to where Four lingers. Whether it was another apartment complex or her own, Dany's bare feet show no sign of stopping until she finds her way to the source. To find the end of this charm that leaves her daze.

Four's figure was beautifully lit in the silver glow, her own knees feeling compelled to kneel before such a sight – such an alluring beast that charms her in ways no woman or man had. It takes a strong resolve for her to realize something was wrong – so she croaks with a soft whisper past her lips: ]


My lady...?
sing_for_me: (pic#13105584)

[personal profile] sing_for_me 2019-08-11 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Alex hadn't realized she was charmed until the young woman spoke up. Even without the enchantment, the beauty of the tune and the song would have been enough to draw her in. But she snaps out of her revere, blinking a few times as she tries to focus on the person in front of her. ]

Oh-! Sorry, I didn't realize--

[ It was strange being on the other end of a charm. She tucks some hair behind a finned ear, a little embarrassed. She seems nice enough though. Maybe it was an accident? Lord knows she's done that a few times. ]

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you.
freeing: (pic#13292955)

[personal profile] freeing 2019-08-13 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ The woman haunts her. As the chilled breeze catches against her skin, she knows not how to pry her eyes away. Mind, body – it too remained rooted like a lemon tree. Her form feels heavy, eyes wanting to shut but how dare she shut them at the source of the song? Her words follow soon, just as sweet as strings and drums that bring her back to happier times. Simpler times. ]

You drag me from my dreams, here and now. Why...?

[ She dreamed of her far away world. Of Essos and the lover she left behind. Of the husband now ash and cinder. Of the child dead on arrival. Four takes that from her and sadness does swallow her heart, but she doesn't show it – even in her haze those eyes of her stare to her like a Queen – full of purpose.

And Dany's purpose was an answer. ]


What do you want of me?
sing_for_me: (they said what now)

[personal profile] sing_for_me 2019-08-13 08:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Now she feels bad for making such a sweet girl feel bad. ]

Oh no, it's alright. I was--was that you singing? It was such a pretty song, I would have wanted to find out about it anyway.
petrifying: (Why Do I Feel?)

im sorry this is so late!!!

[personal profile] petrifying 2019-08-13 10:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[The thing though, is that to a boy who is blind, his ears are what guides him most of all. Over so many years of relying on his other senses they've become incredibly sensitive to the point there was no way he'd mistake Four's singing for an unfamiliar voice. It does take him aback though, as he sits himself out in the courtyard of the Coven, still not really sure what to do with himself. He hasn't wanted to bother people much, even though they've gone out of their way to help him orient himself at least around the academy. He'd become familiar with the small, temporary room he'd been housed in and with each day he grew his mental map of the layout of the place.

If this was to be the new reality he would be living in, especially without his butler or his friends to rely on, he needed to be as self sufficient as possible. Easier said than done, of course, considering his...affliction, but even so, the last thing Emil wants to feel is like he's a burden. The only thing worse is feeling like a threat.

So, when he hears the familiar voice he can't help but be drawn to it again, even if he can't really remember exactly where he's heard it before. Was it in a dream? He vaguely remembers as much...but that'd be silly, wouldn't it? Gingerly he follows his ears until he can hear someone busying themselves and nothing more. The song is gone, but he knows she isn't.]


Umm...hi! [Awkward but genuine, that's how Emil operates as he lifts a hand to give her a little wave in Four's direction.] Your voice is really beautiful! I really liked the song you just sung.

[Even if the content of it was a bit...er, questionable.]
freeing: (got010)

[personal profile] freeing 2019-08-14 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ The only mercy she gets now is the gaze of a dragon still wrapped in the skin of a young girl. The words this woman speaks are still so lost to her, phantoms and tangibility – Dany wanted the simplicity of escaping her turmoil with sleep. To visit those who were not with her, to wish without guilt.

Four taunts her and soon, her knee drops and the weight in her body feels like bricks burying her alive. Why? Why? Why? It echoes in her mind and it is not until the tone subsides enough for her melodic voice to seep into her ears again, twisting through her mind. How could she be angry? Daenerys can see the loneliness wash over the girl. ]


You are not alone. Not now. Please – [ It takes a few moments for her to regain some sense, for her to look up with a pleading expression. ] Tell me how I can help you.
rightfoot: (pic#13223136)

[personal profile] rightfoot 2019-08-14 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He follows her, but keeps a little distance between her and him, so not to crowd her at all. He doesn't want to get in a stranger's space. He notices the glances. For now, he doesn't say anything about it, but he gets an idea as to why they're happening. It's happened a bit since he arrived, and while it did bother him, it doesn't anymore. He's used to people turning to look at him, even at home. He steps up onto the pedestal, following her direction. ]

People make mistakes sometimes.

[ Oh! ]

Four. Nice to meet you, you already know who I am.

[ He shifts a little. ]

So, um. Would you like me to put that on? Or --

[ He doesn't have a clue. ]
petrifying: (Reassure Me)

[personal profile] petrifying 2019-08-15 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Guardian?

[There's a cock of his head to the side, like a dog does when they're trying to understand. A moment later and he's shaking it, pressing the tips of his fingers together in front of him.]

Oh, I don't have one here. I'll be okay though, as long as I don't wander too far.

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