Scarlet Rain ||Medieval Rp||

[mewmew.]

•Luka•
•Luka Delancy / 19 / Informant / Darkness•

Luka glided his right leg in front of his left as he moved. He held his hand and Ysmay's at head leave and the two made what seemed to be a circle. He kept his eyes on her the whole time. Things became silent between the two and Luka tried to focus on the music instead of his fastening heart beat. He moved to the music taking the lead of the dance like any man should.

[The Logical Rattie]

Ysmay tilted her head slightly and smiled as they flowed through the moves of the dance, following his lead effortlessly. Eventually she lost herself in the music and the dance, a smile on her lips. Her eyes slid to Luka's face and she was suddenly... captivated. Her wings quivered on her back as she was twirled. She smiled, her eyes bright and tilted her head "For one... whom doesn't like to dance you are quite good at it." She murmured airily after several moments of silence.

Oliver grinned and tilted his head and she lead her through the dance. Some people had stopped to stare at the two people dressed up as birds whirling in a dance, their feathers glimmering in the fading light. But... Oliver didn't care. He was focused intently on Aniya. The song seemed never-ending and the music danced on the light breeze.

[mewmew.]

•Luka•
•Luka Delancy / 19 / Informant / Darkness•

"Liking and knowing how to are two different things." Luka stated and bowed as the song ended thus ending the dance. He stepped closer to her looking at her mask. He lifted his hand and ran his thumb over the smooth material covering her face. "You are an exceptional dancer milady."He breathed the words as he looked over her. His mind not necessarily focused on the words. He only said them because they were what seemed right to say at the moment.

[.:Moon Shadows:.]

[I'm sensing something clicking between these two star]

A N I Y A ignoring the gaze actually felt like a bird, flying around with him, smiling happily and then leaning forwards and thenpulling herself a little closer as the steps required, ducking under his arm and then twirling happily. She laughed joyfully, forgetting her worried from merely a few hours ago. It was just a perfect moment and for once, she did not mind people staring at her.

[The Logical Rattie]

Ysmay dipped her head and slid into a curtsey, sad that the dance had ended so soon. She did so enjoy watching him... and dancing with him. She actually froze as he stepped closer, almost holding her breath as his thumb brushed over her silk and feathered covered mask, slightly feeling the pressure through said mask. She smiled and tilted her head, her eyes flicking over his face. "Thank you, my lord. That's very nice to hear from you." She murmured airily.

((Lol, I think you're right))
Oliver burst into a grin. She seemed to be really enjoying herself. He couldn't seem to take his eyes off of her. As the song ended he pulled her a bit closer and dipped into a small bow, bringing the hand he still held in his to his lips. He kissed it gently "Thank you for the dance, Madam Raven." He murmured softly, a twinkle in his eyes.

[mewmew.]

•Luka•
•Luka Delancy / 19 / Informant / Darkness•

Luka cleared his throat and stepped back. "I think that is enough dancing for me." He smoothed his vest down as he spoke. He avoided looking at Ysmay by looking at the sky which seemed to get darker by the hour. "Hmm, I find my feet are aching shall we find a place to rest?" He lifted the mask off his face as he spoke. The material made his face hot and he began to get annoyed with wearing it. Like a boy having to wear his Sunday best when he just wanted to wear his play clothes.

[.:Moon Shadows:.]

A N I Y A still a little startled by the action bowed her head, dipping into a slight curtsey and then smiled at him, a red blush spreading on her cheeks before she replied, "It was my pleasure, kind sir," she whispered, "one would never expect a crow to move with such ease as you do," Aniya continued, placing up and into his eyes for a breif moment before flicking her gaze away. Her heart was pounding in her chest, sending the strong rhythm throughout her body. Aniya hoped Oliver could not feel the same rhythmic pounding in her fingertips that she could.

[The Logical Rattie]

Ysmay nodded and released a soft sigh, her eyes falling to the ground as he stepped away. She was foolish for even daring to think... Ysmay sighed softly ad watched his face as he lifted off his mask. She immediately felt uncomfortable, she being masked and he not. She reached up and pulled off her soft mask, a few more of her curls falling out of their pins and draping over her right eye as she studied him. "Of course my lord. Perhaps we could find a place to watch the parade?"

Oliver smiled and ducked his head "I was raised a servant in the courts. Sometimes watching is the best teacher." he murmured and gently placed her hand on his arm. "Would you care for something to eat? I think there are some sweets over there..." He trailed off nodding in the direction of the other side of the square.

[correlate.]

Tamesis Leonard

"Alright, then," Tamesis replied, nodding curtly. He brisked down the hall, shoes clacking on the floorboards. Excitement now flooded his veins, imagination his mind's eye. He reached the washroom, which was known to him and many others as the well. He cranked the handle for a minute or two and was rewarded with a cloudy, luke-warm bucket of water. This he splashed on his face and neck, saving a few conservative drops for his new 'do. It wasn't anything special. The strands flicked and curled, like wildly growing flames.
Tamesis flung the bucket back down and hurried to his lodgings, a tiny hut on an old woman's property. It was ramshackle and insipid, but she still squeezed from him near two pence every month to rent it. In it he kept the change of clothes for which he currently chased. These too proved bland, unoriginal, but he would try to paint them as classic instead. He always did.
"Are these pantaloons still in style?" he once asked an eccentric, sea-faring merchant, confused by the giggles his pants had received as he strolled through the marketplace.
"If you're in the business of dressing as a fart, then yes. These billows aren't in vogue anymore for men your age. Only dignitaries and other older filth wear them."
With a sigh, Tamesis slipped into the festival.

((Dang I'm slow! So many pages yai))

[.:Moon Shadows:.]

A N I Y A gave a small smile but shook her head, "You must have had a very intent gaze then. And though I appreciate the offer I prefer not to eat anything too sweet as it makes me feel ill. My parents never really had anything very sweet in the house," she said, swallowing a little heavier. She didn't talk of her family at all, so now she had? What on earth is wrong with me? Why would he want to know that? she asked herself and then looked up at Oliver before glancing away, unconciously, pulling at the ribbon sleeve of her dress to hide the marking on her wrist, even though it was not visible.