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Claude von Riegan ([personal profile] leicesters) wrote2022-12-06 08:26 pm
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-23 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
[As much as she sometimes wished for it, there was no comfort for her to be found in drink- no pleasant haziness or soft blur. She was a little jealous of humans for that, sometimes.]

I have many half-siblings, actually. But only Yubari and I look passable as brother and sister.

[They both were spitting images of their dam, and so each other. They were closest in age, just one foaling season apart. Birthed when the broodmare forced to bear them was younger, before she started losing them more frequently before finally succumbing to one that wouldn’t come out. But she doesn’t know anything about that Armless woman beyond what she looked like from a distance, and how she sounded when sent off to stud. Yubari, though-]

… He is the only one I trusted. And the only one who believed in me- that a mare could become a warlord’s horse.

[Something to have in common… her gaze grows distant, her fingers rub absently along the stem of her wine glass. What was he like… ? Even that, she would have known better if she herself were less cold, and more kind… if she had let him call her “sister” in public…]

He was not as good a shot as I am, but he was a fine archer. A better craftsman- he made my arrows. He was loyal… more understanding. … Kinder.

[(If she went back… if she survived by some miracle… Perhaps she could apologize-)]
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-23 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
[If pressed, she would deny that she valued those things. They were just traits, that's all, easy ways to compare her with Yubari. Weaknesses that men were allowed to have, and women were not.

But.]


To his misfortune, yes.

[He had admired her. He was the only one who had, who hadn't been scared off by her demeanor and her iron, who was willing to help her prove herself as a warrior despite how she treated him, and it had nearly gotten him killed... and now risked being labeled a traitor's brother. She almost says that Claude surely wouldn't be able to meet him, that if Zenith were right it wasn't for the best at all, he was gone with her world, but-

She refuses to believe that.

Her lips purse again in thought, lapsing into silence before her fingers leave her glass to find the gold chain around her neck, the one that disappeared into the tight bindings around her breasts.]


- Do you wish to see?
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-25 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
[At the party Liem Talbott had organized in Alenroux, when Claude had stumbled upon her in the makeshift privacy of one of the tents, she had hidden her bead from him. From everyone, not just him. But now she has offered, and he has accepted, come over to her, and so... she pulls the iliachtida from her tight breast bindings and cups the bead part in her hand.

Her lips purse, again, over his assertion that he will see it for himself... But she doesn't tell him he won't. She just thinks it.

Slowly, an image coalesces in the bead's surface. A military camp, mostly human, setting up for the night, and amongst their number is a male centaur with an unmistakable similarity in looks to Hayame- the same mane, the same sort of face, the same dun coat. He sees to his duties, unpacking and preparing supplies...]


That is Yubari.

[Where she'd sent him, back to their master to tell him the location of the hidden village where she'd been taken prisoner... now back to take the village by storm. On this day, the day that repeats itself over and over in her bead... He probably didn't even know if she was still alive.

Her expression is... sad. Despite herself.]
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-25 09:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Claude’s wonderings were probably right. Hayame has watched this scene, and the other scenes that the sunbeam bead deigned to show her, countless nights since she had been given it by the Tribune. At first, she told herself she was looking for signs of falsehood in it, just trying to make sure that she wasn’t being deceived, that it was something she could trust in… but she’d eventually had to admit that it wasn’t that. That she was just lonely, the only jinba in a strange world when there were so many others who deserved to survive and would fight better for her world and its people than she could. That she felt if she didn’t look and remind herself of what home was supposed to look like and be like that she would go mad amidst the strange sights and experiences of Kenos.

But it had always been alone. She’s never shown anyone else what was inside. Even just the brief scene feels too exposed, too raw, like she’d ripped open her breast to show off her auxiliary heart. So after just a beat more, just long enough to watch Yubari set a crate down and look off towards the mountain with a worried expression on his face…

Hayame withdraws Meridian’s energy from the bead and cuts the vision. Her fingers curl around it and then banish it back to the tight confines of her breast bindings, and-]


Your food will grow cold.

[She says that, but. Her head has turned slightly, inward and to the side, just enough so that her cheek could rest against his knuckles where his hand rested on her shoulder.]
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-25 11:02 am (UTC)(link)
[He always sounds so blissfully confident and sure when he says those things, and Hayame thinks that a lesser woman (a more trusting woman, a softer woman) would be tempted just to believe him because of that. She can't, though. She almost regrets it, but she can't. Not that easily.

... But he had promised to be on her side, and so she cannot blame him for being there, either. Still, what is she supposed to say to those foolhardy, heroic lines? The kiss he presses to her hair is more the type of comfort she preferred, silent and subtle, (not- not that she preferred kissing!), not requiring an answer from her, but the rest...

Her hand moves, perhaps to cup his cheek or pull him closer... but instead her fingertips pinch his lips closed.]
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-25 11:34 am (UTC)(link)
[She has very powerful fingers, and even though he moves, she doesn't actually release his lips.

The problem is, she hadn't actually thought through what she was to do after she shut him up. (The good thing is... she seems to be increasingly distracted from her sadness.) Her own lips purse in frustration, a hint of color rising on her skin, trying to make sure she doesn't pinch too hard.]


... Are you going to eat your food now?

[Blinking or nodding would do...]
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-25 03:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[...]

Very well.

[Carefully, she removes the pinch from his lips, slowly pulling her hand back as if daring him to say more. And, to be a good role model... she moves to resume eating herself, intent on polishing off a good deal more of the food on the table.

She wasn't kidding about the two stomachs.]
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-26 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Those puppy dog eyes won't work on her! She doesn't stop him from talking again now that she's released him (as long as he doesn't bring up foolhardy heroic lines about making it back to her world, anyway), but she herself does focus more on eating... Until she's decimated a lot of what he provided. But considering her size, maybe it wasn't so shocking.

When she finishes, though, she folds her napkin and bows her head.]


Thank you for the meal.

[She is... not aware of the courtesy. Should she offer to... clean? To wash dishes? There is an awkward moment where it might be obvious that she doesn't know what to do... until she stands, adjusting her clothing and... looking as if she's about to... leave?]

- I shall return in about an hour.
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-26 10:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Hayame... pauses. Hesitates. She thought she had figured out how best to smoothly go about this, but. ... It would not be shocking to be wrong. She has never spent the night in a home, beyond the one she had spent Blight-wrecked on Claude's living room floor. She has never had to account for anyone else that wasn't a stall neighbor in the stables.]

... I need to bathe.

[Well, "need" was a strong word, but she preferred to do her bathing at night... and she'd scouted out a public bath nearby on her way here...]

I did not think your bath would be... large enough.

[She needed something at least as large as the ones at World's Edge to be comfortable, and she'd just assumed...]

Is it... ?
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-26 10:53 am (UTC)(link)
That is... what I was going to do.

[The all too easily summoned flush is back on her skin, constantly betraying her despite her best efforts. She almost opens her mouth to ask if that had not been clear before, if she had perhaps misunderstood, but no, that would complicate things, wouldn't it? She should just roll with it, like she did such things all the time-

Get the bed ready... Her skin grows more rosy as she prepares to temporarily escape, pausing in his entranceway with her tail swishing. Manners...]


Do you... need anything? While I am out?
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-26 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
[... She was a fool's fool to think he might have said something practical!!!! Like... like shaving oil or... or soap! Hayame bristles with embarrassment in the entranceway, prancing in place and stumbling over something to say to make it clear to him how silly such lines were, but the only thing that comes out is a flustered,]

I am leaving!

[And the door is... Okay, she doesn't slam it, but. She shuts it... firmly!!!

Her walk to the bathhouse is more of a stomp, red-faced and scaring a few people in the streets to get out of her way, but in the bathhouse... she calms back down. The pools are big enough there that she doesn't need to worry about her size, the water is hot... and she has always taken a certain degree in comfort from being able to cleanse herself. It is relaxing. And even if she thinks... the rest of the night might not be so relaxing... that from now there is... sleeping...

Just about an hour later, she is back, rapping her knuckles on his door again. This time, though, there is a bit of dampness clinging to her skin, her not-quite-dry hair piled atop her head in buns, her tail tied up, and a bundle of towel and toiletries in her arms.]
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[personal profile] warmare 2023-06-26 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
... Pleasant.

[She'd even hit a sweet spot in the evening before the rush, so she hadn't even had to deal with sharing the water with many others, which was a bonus...

But as she lets herself back in and balances with one hand on the wall, twisting about to repick her hooves, she... cannot help but look at the broom with a rising eyebrow.]


Is there a problem... ?

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