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The Lady Shade
This blog consists of accounts of the GW2 character Lydia Barakov during her transition to the Lady Shade. Please don't use any of these for in-game purposes unless permission is given. Thank you!
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"Your secrets are safe with me. Are my secrets safe with you?"
#The Dawnbreak Council#Lion's Arch#GW2RP#GW2 RP#Lady Shade#Needful Things#Needful Things Apothecary#Noshami
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Sweet divine to taste the flesh laid trembling and bare before her.
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It wasn't the first wolf that she'd met and this one... He didn't scare her.
"I said... get out."
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A sudden grin stretched across her lips. "I won't tell... if you let me try..."
“I’m not going anywhere until you tell me why I saw you float through a wall.”
Rin stood there and blinked. "OH SHIT. You weren't supposed to see that! I was working on this new Asuran device... that turns you into this state of matter that allows you to pass through things. I was testing it for one. It was supposed to be a secret."
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"I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, I just have a lot on my plate." - Rin
"If your workload is too much, then delegate some of it to Renee. That is what she is here for..." Lydia crossed her right leg over her left knee and leaned back into her chair, watching Rinnanon on the other side her desk. "Feelings aren't a factor. Being efficient and productive with our orders is."
Her gaze roamed his expression until she settled on his eyes and pressed her lips tightly together. "... And if it's another mission, then I'll go with you."
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Lydia overheard the men as she was reading her book in the chair, her gaze roaming up over the edge of the it to address the men with a curious focus. Her lips masked by the pages, she let it settle in front of her once more.
Her voice was salacious in tone and almost warning, if not a bit playful.
"Try it. -I- dare you."
Have three of your characters play “Truth or Dare.” What do they learn about each other? And what character is more likely to choose “Dare” over “Truth”?
Rin, Alex and Niko
The three men sat on the couch, bored as hell. Who knows the real reason these three are sitting together. Must be plotting blood. Niko turns and looks at the other two and bounced to his feet quickly. Turning around he clasped his hands together and grinned. "I know! Lets play 'Truth or Dare'!" He said.
Rin and Alex looked between each other and then shrugged. "Sure." Rin replied. "How about you go first since it was your idea."
Niko grinned wildly. "Okay! Alex. Truth or Dare."
Alex blinked. What was he being brought into this? He pressed his lips flat together and then thought. "Truth."
"Is it true you have kissed and fell in love with a dead man?"
Alex's eyes widened and then he nodded. "Yes. But to be clear, he was alive when I liked him."
Niko waved it off and then walked over to sit down. "Alright your turn." He said towards the black-haired man.
"Alright, Rin.. Truth or dare?" Alex asked.
Rin rolled his eyes and then shrugged. "Dare."
"Okay. I dare you... to. Dress Lydia up in frill goth clothes and parade her into a bar."
Rin blinked and blushed. "I don't think that is how the game works..."
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"What are you afraid of?"
There was no hesitation in her words. He already knew the answer. As she casually lifted her legs, resting them into his lap while she lounged on the cushioned pillow, she propped her head on top of her crossed arms beneath. "Uselessness." As though that answered him fully, she watched his reaction before taking a deep breath, continuing the full thought for his satisfaction.
"I'd say death because then I wouldn't be able to do anything. I'd be a rotting corpse... Or worst, a spirit that lingered on not knowing who she was. Or a Risen. But... Being chained in the dark, being held captive, being disabled or paralyzed in fear or bound to watch those I care about to be harmed... I'd be useless."
Her fingertips curled against her hair, lightly brushing the locks tenderly. "... It's not the same answer I would have given a year ago," she clarified thoughtfully.
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&. 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.
( you know that dynamic of the emotionally closed off one & the kind one they have a soft spot for? yeah, that’s the vibe. )
said from the lone wolf.
❛ you think you know me, but the truth is, you don’t. ❜
❛ going home isn’t an option anymore. ❜
❛ i’m fine. there’s nothing for you to worry about. ❜
❛ do you wish i was different? ❜
❛ i just, i don’t want anything bad to happen to you. ❜
❛ you deserve better than what you’ve got. ❜
❛ i guess we both lost something we were fond of. ❜
❛ i’m not leaving you out here alone. ❜
❛ you don’t have to keep me company, i’m fine by myself. ❜
❛ coming here to see you is the only place i could go. ❜
❛ i’m afraid of losing you, okay? ❜
❛ i know you probably hate me right now, and i get it. ❜
❛ what is with your weird fascination with me? ❜
❛ yeah, you keep on telling yourself that bullshit. ❜
❛ i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, i just have a lot on my plate. ❜
❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜
❛ if i could be a different person, i promise you, i would be. ❜
❛ people like us don’t get to decide when we’re done. ❜
❛ i’ve never had anything good happen to me when i trusted others. ❜
❛ you won’t survive out there. they tear all good things apart. ❜
❛ i don’t know what’s the truth or what’s a lie anymore. ❜
❛ you got guts, i’ll give you that. ❜
❛ the more you know, the shorter your life will be. ❜
❛ for the first time in years, i felt something that i thought had been lost to me. ❜
❛ what you think you’re going through is nothing to what i have been through. ❜
said from the soft spot.
❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜
❛ how is it that you’re never scared? ❜
❛ you think i’m weak because i’m not like you. ❜
❛ you wanted to be left alone, right? ❜
❛ how do you make the pain go away? ❜
❛ you shouldn’t smoke, you know. ❜
❛ destroy what is destroying you. ❜
❛ i hope you find the peace you’re searching for. ❜
❛ you know my door is always open to you. ❜
❛ i look at you and my heart breaks because all i see is loneliness. ❜
❛ you’re avoiding the subject and you know it. what are you hiding from me? ❜
❛ you’re not at war anymore, you can come home. ❜
❛ it feels like you’ve been avoiding me. ❜
❛ what are you so afraid of? ❜
❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜
❛ why do you care? you could have just walked away. ❜
❛ i know you. how else do you think i found you so easily? ❜
❛ if it was the other way around, would you have come back for me? ❜
❛ i just thought you’d like some company. ❜
❛ are you jealous? want me all to yourself, do you? ❜
❛ i knew you had a heart. ❜
❛ can you look at me? please? ❜
❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜
❛ if you won’t take care of yourself, then who will? ❜
❛ you have something beautiful inside of you. it’s hard for some people to tell, but it’s there. ❜
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The woman raised a brow but there was a creeping sensation that was burning across her face as blood rushed to the shelf of her cheeks. Rinnanon had never seen it, in fact, that the woman couldn't help herself but lift her hand up to sweep her hair away from her face, fingers combing through the tresses to toss them aside. It was a tick he had come to know now when she had shorter hair... She didn't know what to say.
Her lips parted open in a grin and her eyes looked into his, roaming down to his lips, assessing what they were saying. With a light laugh, she just shook her head and determined a single simple answer. "Okay," she accepted his answer, deciding not to argue with it, just... accepting it.
Both arms stretched over his shoulders, hooking by the wrists as she drew down to graze the man's lips with her own. "Okay," she said again, as though to reaffirm more in her own element than bursting from her soul, her voice a soft murmur then as her eyes shut to kiss him softer.
"What are you most proud of?" - Lydia
There was a question. Something he never sat and thought about. Looking at the woman he reached up and rubbed the back of his neck. Shifting his feet to stand with a hip cocked out as his eyes drifted to her feet in thought.
What was he proud of?
He had done many things. Many good and bad things to boast about to whomever the story fit. He was proud to be working as Lydia's Alchemsit. He was proud of the family he had. Rather it was by blood or bond. He was proud of the knowledge he'd manage to obtain and his skills in alchemy. He was proud he was able to help Lydia and continues to be by her side.
He was proud of many things, like watching Marean learning how to read. Or teaching Elijah how to use Tyrian Sign Language.
But what was the actual answer to her question. He looked up at the woman, his blues meeting hers. And with that goofy smile he said:
"You."
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"Do you regret letting me close?"
The two of them sat on the couch, the woman wrapped around him still while she sat in his lap, easing into the man's lips for a slow deep kiss. Sweat trickled on her forehead while she exhaled a heavy breath, nose gliding to rest against his. Blue eyes met his, and he could see into her soul. "I have regrets. You? No." She paused so that he could feel the weight of her simple words. "Never."
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