OOM: All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness? -Part Two

[brave_kreyu]

Kreyu intended to dance in the sky with Skellig the very next day, but events have conspired to prevent that from occurring. A raid on the village by former soldiers meant many wounded to heal and much damage to fix. Akatan's sister, Neferet, has a definite crush, an infatuation, with Skellig. She hasn't done anything but look and exchange some friendly words, but it still makes her brother FURIOUS.

For all that Euripedes was from a different time and place, a line he had Medea speak in the play of the same name still rings true: "I would rather stand three times in the line of battle than once bear a child." Even with Kreyu's magic, with Taweret's skill, childbirth is incredibly dangerous. There are reasons why Taweret's goddess image of She Who Is Great has elements of the hippo, the lion, and the crocodile, a fearsome appearance to drive off the many threats facing a woman giving birth. The second birth in a week began this morning and was still going on when the sun began to set. Not a good sign.

Skellig, trying to burn off nervous energy while Kreyu was working, happened across a few of the village men drinking. They said things about Kreyu they should not have said. That he was FEEDING on Kreyu, drinking her blood. There...may have been a fight. At least they don't think he's a demon anymore, you can't give a demon a black eye in a brawl with your fists!

It is truly night now, and Skellig can hear Kreyu's tired footsteps on the road...

(OOC: Warning for explicit adult content starting around tag 194.)

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[brave_kreyu]

"Thank you, love," she says quietly. "But you are more precious, by far. The memories are spread across my hoard as a whole, and I would give up what memory this holds gladly for your well being without a second thought."

"Do you have a preference as to which arm to wear it on?"

[27_53]

"I would not risk my life for a material object, even one so precious as this. I would not wish to lose you, or for you to lose me."

Skellig intends to stay right with her, for as long as the fates will allow it.

"My right would feel more natural," he continues, extending his right arm, allowing her to take hold of it. "And if the amulet works to conceal my wings...could it not also conceal this from others, if needed? I feel as if I have a better control on it, since I have worn it for several stretches."

[brave_kreyu]

She laughs. "You're right, it would!" She kisses him. "My clever Skellig."

She works the band onto his arm, careful. It fits snugly around his upper arm, just as she suspected. The inside of the band is smooth, cool against his arm. It's hefty for its size, mostly gold rather than something plated. The lapis lazuli of the feather inlay is a dark blue, flecked with gold.

"Oh yes, it suits you," she tells him, voice slightly rough with want. She likes him in pretty things, does his dragon!

[27_53]

Skellig looks at the armband, still a little shell-shocked (internally) at the thought that something so very valuable is being gifted to him. Then he looks at her, and sees the look in her eyes, smoldering.

He smirks.

"I think I will wear it always," he says proudly, returning the kiss. "Let nobody question just who it is that I belong to."

[brave_kreyu]

She flushes, clearly pleased with that idea despite herself.

"Should we pack and head out, or would you like to spend the night in an actual bed for a change?"

[27_53]

"Either option would be fine with me," he says. "I am...relatively tired, to be quite honest." Even with the brief nap he took on the flight back from the island. "But if the journey is to be long, travel by night may be more discreet?"

[brave_kreyu]

"It would be," she muses.

"We could sleep now, leave at dark?"

[27_53]

"Will give us a chance to see the stars once more," he replies, happily.

Packing fresh supplies is easy enough; she gathers what they need, he organizes and packs it away. Some fresh food items are collected from a neighbor who takes pity on the 'recovering' Kreyu and her dear friend who will be caring for her during this time of healing. He asks for privacy, and it will be granted.

And then they both sleep, her body wrapped loose in his arms for the remainder of the afternoon - before they head for this 'lost city' which she has spoken of, in search of a hoard and treasure.