aymeric de borel (
peacetalks) wrote2021-08-21 01:46 am
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[post-heart rate - visitors in ishgard]


[welcome to the holy see of ishgard.
the sky is overcast, as it always is, and there's a light flurry of snow covering everything. people walk about in heavy furs, breath fogging in the air. the streets are grey cobblestone, and tall and imposing stone buildings loom amidst wooden structures--some still in the midst of repair, although for the most part the structural damage from the end of the dragonsong war has been mitigated. the spires of a massive cathedral can be seen in the distance, towards the center of the city.
statues, too, are found in every square; the most prominent amongst them of a commanding-looking woman bearing a spear and a shield. people murmur quick prayers to her as they pass her by. "thank the fury," they say, as they mill about. there are some soldiers around wearing thick chainmail, though no one looks especially on edge. in fact, despite the chill in the air and the greyness of the sky, people look... normal. it's fair to say that the majority of them are elezen, tall individuals with pointed ears, though there are a few who look more "human". and once in a while, you might even see a young dragon flitting about.
the aetheryte plaza, where there stands a large glowing blue crystal, is most likely near where you ended up. with a bit of asking around, you can learn of a few choice locations--the forgotten knight, a prominent tavern known for their hot mulled cider; the brume, a collection of dwellings where the lower class tend to congregate; the skysteel manufactory, a workshop which develops constructs and other magitek; the chocobo stables; and the congregation of our knights most heavenly, aka the headquarters of the temple knights. you can go further into the city too, though it's probably pretty obvious where you'd find info about aymeric around here...]

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I have to say, I'm feeling very pampered right now.
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[once his hands are all sudsy he moves them to her front, lingering on her breasts but not trying to be too lascivious, either]
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[Soft sigh, closing her eyes and leaning into his touch]
You're doing a wonderful job.
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Lean back, and I'll do your hair as well.
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Please do.
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[his fingers thread through her hair, massaging her scalp as he does so, taking his time until he has to rinse it through]
There.
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Mm, much better. Thank you.
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You look like you might fall asleep.
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[smiles, kissing him right back]
Would you like me to wash your back?
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Turn around for me?
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Ahh... that feels lovely.
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Oh, I'm glad. I'd like a turn to pamper you now, Aymeric.
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I could hardly refuse you. Pray do with me as you wish.
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Well if you say it like that I'll start getting all sorts of ideas.
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I invite you to let your imagination run wild, if naught else.
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You inspire my imagination to run wild as it is.
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You’re so lovely, Aymeric.
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Really, that is my line.
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Oh, but it fits you so well. Shall I come up with another line? What about beautiful, or gorgeous, sweet, charming...?
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