Re: Luna Online: Warriors at Heart

[RippedNose]

Azlada shivered under the cold metal, feeling the squeeze lightly and responding to the gesture, copying it and smiling, ignoring how everybody was looking at them. He was silent for a second, looking up to the ceiling of the tent, thinking. "Ugh, screw it, I'm taking my armor off" he sighed, hating the cold metal pressed against his skin, the armor dropping a few degrees simply from the beginning of the rain, and he knew it would get colder from there. He dropped Arxingall's hand, taking the gauntlets off first, dropping them and ditching his armor and boots, leaving him in the pants that matched his armor, giving him some kind of warmth.

[Nyako-Chan]

"You look like you'd be even colder now than you were before," Arxingall commented, pulling him close to him, even though leather was kind of cold to touch. "You've nothing that would at least provide a single layer of clothing?" No undershirt or something? He would have figured that the metal would chafe their skin or something. It must give them some extreme temperature problems, either boiling hot in the armor with no air escape, or too cold from metal freezing and having its own kind of burn.

[RippedNose]

"Nope. Cold metal is. . . well, cold. The rest isn't that bad" Azlada shrugged as he was pulled closer, and the corner of his lips twitched up. He shook his head at the question. "Noope" he said again, grinning slightly, "Wearing just the metal toughens my skin, so it doesn't bother me anymore. Training myself I guess" he had been told that he was a masochist for doing that, but it was simply so if he did wear a shirt, it would be like luxury, and his armor wouldn't bother him as much, being used to it.

[Nyako-Chan]

Azlada was getting more than a few stares from females, they were getting a bit more than that of stares with the two of them so close, and Azlada half naked. Arxingall wasn't horrible with dealing with the cold, he dealt with it just a bit better than the heat. He got a bit sick when he was in hot weather, and in the cold, he would shiver to the point of making his body tired. His leather was doing what it could to keep the cold in. Az's body was doing the rest for him.

[RippedNose]

Azlada could feel eyes on him, but he didn't care. They could look all they wanted, unless it botheres Arx. He was happy he could feel the other elf's arms this time, from his lack of armor. He shifted slightly, wrapping his bare arms around Arxingall's neck, relaxing. It was still weird to be like this, especially half naked, but he was going to have to get used to it eventually. He was already getting more comfortable with him. "I think people are jealous of you" he said quietly, snickering slightly. He wasn't sure how true that was, and he was sure people were envious of him as well.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Jealous of me, huh?" Holding the handsome blonde made the girls around him jealous, and a few boys around them edgy. It looked like some of them were trying to get used to the idea that they weren't playing around and joking. The girls were taking it better than some of the boys. It seemed to make the gathering crowd separate into a girls side and a boys side, with Arx and Az being some of the only males on the girl side. "Jealousy is quite a deadly thing," he muttered, it was one of the things that were fatal to keeping in tact, otherwise mistakes were made. He liked the idea of them being jealous though.

[RippedNose]

Azlada nodded, a serious expression on his face. "They must be. But you know, I think they're jealous of me too. I get to be the one in this position" he smiled slightly, feeling in a very light mood, happy and rather carefree. He hadn't felt very much like this since he was a child, before adopting the responsibilities and hardships of a fighter. "Then I guess I'll just have to protect you" he said, just as quietly, leaning his forehead on Arxingall's shoulder.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Hmm, as you like," he hummed, head resting against Az's. "Good luck to you becoming stronger than I, you can protect me when I can't protect myself." Arx was big on protecting who ever he could. He felt the need to make sure people didn't fall as many times as he had when starting off, but then again, everyone had to stumble in order to walk stronger. He felt the need to protect Az from anything that could harm him, but that would be against what Azlada would ever want. he was a determined young man who loved to fight recklessly.

[RippedNose]

Azlada gave a content sigh when he felt the other elf's head resting against his own. "I swear to the Goddess I will. One day I'll be stronger than you, and I'll protect you with all my strength" he promised solemnly. He was going to train harder than he had before, since he had more of a reason now. Somebody to protect other than his sister, who he didn't see very often. He was sure it couldn't be too hard to be strong enough to protect him, sure that they were rather close already.

[Nyako-Chan]

"That means in order to get that far you can't just charge into battle and let things attack you while you center on one thing," Arxingall told him, a hand resting on Azlada's back. His fingers ran down the planes of muscles on the warrior's form. His skin was soft, amazingly, since he was always in that armor. Warriors needed light armor or something, because if they could just take time out of their day to dodge, heavy metal wouldn't be required as much.

[RippedNose]

Azlada pouted lightly, even if Arxingall couldn't see it. "I can too. Just you wait" he said confidently. His armor made doing that possible, charging in like that only a bad idea if the monsters were pretty tough for him. Then he was a bit more careful. He shivered at the feeling of the lavender haired elf's hand on his back, tracing the muscles lightly. Or at least that was what it felt like, and it felt very nice. It made him even more happy in his decision to take his armor off. Even now that more people were pressing in on them, getting out of the rain.

[Nyako-Chan]

"I'll wait, and when you're ready I want you to show me," Arxingall told him, breathing hot air on the other elf's pointed, drooping ears. He kissed the tip, or, in his opinion, more like touched his slightly parted lips to it. The earrings dangling from the ear tinkled as he moved it, the metal making a small noise indicating Arxingall had moved something. Either something bumped against the jewelry, or Arxingall had moved the cartilage and it had made the earring ring. It was a soft sound that maybe only the two of them heard.

[RippedNose]

Azlada shuddered again at the breath on his ear, followed b the light feeling of lips. He heard the ringing of the earrings, very quiet, but he knew the sound. "I look forward to it" he grinned, hoping the day would come that he could be of help to Arxingall. One of his hands slipped down the leather, resting on the archer's back, holding the hard leather as best he could. He couldn't help but wonder if Arxingall could feel his hand through the armor, since he had never actually worn leather armor. Only the bulky metal that was almost impossible to feel pressure through.

[Nyako-Chan]

Leather was much easier to feel the pressure and movement of outside objects for Arxingall. Armor, he didn't think so. The armor could feel vibrations and all, like tapping on it, or throwing things at it, leather could actually leave a small sting, but it was still protection enough. A bruise at the most, he supposed. "If you reach a little lower, it's just my shirt that I wear under my armor," he said, something Az didn't seem to do. "But, if you're fingers are cold," he said, rolling his eyes though it couldn't be seen by Az. He left it as an open ended question, not that sure he'd care if Azlada put cold fingers against his skin.

[RippedNose]

Azlada was slightly surprised at the words. "You actually wear a shirt underneath?" he asked, voice puzzled. He laughed lightly at the part about his fingers being cold. "Don't worry, they're fine" he said, moving his hand lower still, reaching just the thin fabric of his shirt. He rested his hand there for a moment before reaching down to the hem and hesitantly reaching under the fabric, feeling the smooth skin lightly. It was and interesting feeling to run his calloused fingers along somebody elses skin.

[Nyako-Chan]

The foreign feeling of someone elses hands on his body that wasn't his arm or hand or anything made him shiver and lean slightly into the touch. At the same time he was fighting to draw away from it for being so unused to it and making him shiver so. He loved it and it made him wonder in one go. Did this count as normal pace to Azlada, for what relationships did? "Enjoying yourself?" he breathed, calming his racing heart down, trying to re-relax his stance. He could honestly say he was having an experience.

[RippedNose]

Azlada smirked slightly at the shudder, ignoring the fact that he had shuddered several times already. He brushed his fingers over the skin, able to feel a few scattered scars. "Immensely" he nodded, his head only moving a bit on Arxingall's shoulder. He had no idea how fast this was moving, not having any idea how this worked, but this was nice. "You?" he shot the question back at the other elf, sure he was, but it would be nice to hear it from him instead of assuming. He shivered slightly at the breeze, cuddling a bit closer to Arxingall for heat.

[Nyako-Chan]

"I think you lied a bit on cold finger denial," Arxingall replied, pleased Azlada was having fun out of this, as he was. If Arxingall thought he was cold, Azlada had to be twice that. Warriors did move more than archers though, maybe he was used to the cold, having to take off armor in extreme weather. "Are you cold yet?" he asked, not sure what he could do about it. Maybe lend him his leather armor top since he had the shirt underneath. His hands weren't as cold as Arxingall's felt, he had poor circulation anyway.

[RippedNose]

"Sorry. They'll warm up soon" Azlada grinned slightly. That hadn't sounded exactly like a complaint, so he didn't feel too too badly about it. "I'm fine" he shrugged, which was a bit of a lie, goosebumps having risen on his skin. "Are you cold yet?" he repeated what the archer had said, turning his head slightly on Arxingall's shoulder to look at him. He didn't know what they would do if they both got too cold. Head into a building maybe? Unless it stopped raining. But it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon.

[Nyako-Chan]

"I offer you my leather armor, though it's short sleeve and only covers your midsection," Arxingall said, explaining that it might not be very good protection from the cold, but it was protection all the same and was warm enough on the inside from being on him. "You're going to catch pneumonia." Or something like that, something that would require immense care from his lowered immune system.

[RippedNose]

Azlada laughed slightly, shaking his head. "I'm fine. I don't exactly think your armor would fit me anyways" he pointed out, knowing they had completely different builds, Arxingall's more slim and feminine than his own muscled form. "I havn't gotten sick since I was little. I'll be fine" he said, knowing it was pretty true. The last time he was sick was when he was pretty young, and he didn't exactly want to relive that, even if it wasn't very likely.

[Nyako-Chan]

"Hmm, never to start," the purple haired elf said, shrugging. As he said, nothing was too late to start, maybe depending on what it was though. "Well, just let it be known it's not my fault if you get sick." If the blonde said he didn't get sick, Arx would leave that to him to not get sick on him. Arxingall didn't get sick often because he took care of himself, or tried to. When he got sick though, it was rough, it would make him make up for the times he wasn't sick.

[RippedNose]

Azlada sighed slightly, knowing how true that was. "I don't get sick" he repeated stubbornly anyways. If there was any one thing he was for sure, it was stubborn, and everybody knew it. He was even stubborn with his own thoughts. He had denied what he felt for Arxingall for a while, but decided not to fight with it anymore. His one hand continued searching the archer's skin, testing the waters almost. It was interesting to be able to feel the muscles of his lower back, and the contours of it. He didn't even feel his own back very often, unless it was sore or something.

[Nyako-Chan]

"As you like," he allowed, feeling his body warming slightly from the blonde's fingers exploring more. He hadn't ultimately expected them to be there, but now that they were there, he couldn't imagine them not there this time. Az had more of a muscle build on him, his body was very well toned. Everything was muscle, not just skin and bones. It took rigorous training to get this, or just reckless charging through. Az had scars, but most of them in places armor wasn't.

[RippedNose]

Azlada was satisfied that he had gotten his way, even if it was over something simple like that. It was rather ridiculous, but he didn't care. He was finding it strange how content he could feel this close to another person, when normally when he was this close, he was nose to nose shouting at somebody, or duelling them. He tried to hold back a shiver when a gust of wind swept under the tent, not sure how much he actually suppressed it. He was just glad they were out of the rain.

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