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Bᴀɪᴋᴇɴ (梅喧) ([personal profile] garyoutensei) wrote in [community profile] avalononline2021-12-02 07:35 pm

video; un: rokumon

[ The video begins and Baiken sets the camera down on a steady surface before shuffling her way in front of it and taking a nice long gulp from her sake jug before grabbing something from off camera and dangling it in front of the lens...

A necklace with a tigers' eye gem. ]


Got one of these awhile back from a different job, and well since somebody said I should diversify my work if I want to not live in poverty all the damn time, I guess I'll take the job related to this too.

If you know what I'm talking about, you know what I'm talking about.

[ You know. That job. ]

I gotta partner up someone [ or someones ] to get this payday, so consider this an offer. Make it worth my while, though. I have a right to be picky.

[ You gotta admit, it's better than making a living killing things! Probably. ]
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-13 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Missing an eye and an arm then, an enjoyment of not necessarily the entirety of the drink itself, but the elation that comes with it. België nodded her head at the words. She thinks she might get it now, even with the woman being a stranger.]

Hm, that's true. Poor conversation and bad company can make drinks taste sour and food terrible.

[Ah-- that pipe. Those words... a bit of familiarity hit her in the stomach painfully and shone in her green eyes. One that she quickly shook off. It was gone in a flash replaced with that soft smile again.]

Baiken then. Where and when would you like to meet?
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-13 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
Got it.

[Whatever process she'd setup to filter out others replying, or what she considered was worth her while was all up to Baiken. The woman held the ultimate final say and decision. Anri wasn't entirely expecting things to go this way, that much was obvious. She wasn't entirely certain why she was agreeing to this beyond the growing need to smell tobacco smoke. For something familiar and a little pleasing. But maybe this wouldn't turn out all that bad.]

I'll be there in a few then.

[She would be there punctually, beer in hand, seemingly lost in her thoughts, and breath coming out in slow, visible puffs in the cold air. It was a bit of a walk for her!]
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-14 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Ah-- the woman of the hour! She looks quite a bit more intimidating in person than over the camera. The obvious violent type, probably with a slight temper was the first impression she had.

She still doesn't seem like a bad person outright? Straightforward and to the point. Things that, mixed with the tobacco smoke, brought the pangs of familiarity back.

...She steps forward, going to lock step next to Baiken and peering at her through the smoke of her own breath and that of the pipe. A small frown on her lips. Anri was nervous of doing this with a complete stranger!

But she was curious, and a bit fearless in her own right when the chips finally fell.]
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-14 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[She blinked as Baiken settled down. Here huh? Without a word she drew out one of the bottles. Popping the cap off and handing it to the woman.

It was one of her stronger brews. A nice, dark stout with a pleasant scent and... no, Baiken said she didn't care for such things. A bit of waste, but they would probably do the trick she was looking for... Anri goes ahead and sits next to her, breaking open a bottle for herself and downing it with a sigh and a shiver from the cold grass.]


...I've got six, so help yourself.
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-14 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
[That got a small smile from her. Appreciation was always nice to hear, whether the person meant it or not.]

Thank you, I'm glad you like it.

[The tone in her voice sounds like Anri means it... She goes ahead and slips off her own wool gloves and coat, placing it on the ground as a makeshift blanket, bottle off to the side. Leaving her in her form-fitting thermal shirt. Things were still cold though, and the loss of layer gets a shudder from her.

Anri still kept the warm smile though!]
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-14 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't mind that much as she watched Baiken down it all in a breath. Instead she simply sets out the rest of the bottles next to them and sipped on her own. Taking her time to enjoy the quiet of the woods.

Baiken pressing in next to her was rather cute in its own way, Anri thought. Leaning into the shared body warmth soft body pressing against the more hardened one. Her own heat radiating to join the swordwoman's. At the offered pipe... she hesitated again. Before lithe fingers moved to take it. Painted red lips gently wrapping around it to take a drag and let out a puff. There was that smell again, the taste now on her lips; she took her time with it. There was one more puff before she goes to hand it back.]


...You have good tastes.
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-14 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Celliwig again. She supposed that would remain on everyone's thoughts for a good while. It was normal, she knew. Even when she felt she should be celebrating the coming holidays.

Her eyes drew themselves to the falling embers before the cold killed them leaving the puffs of smoke. She takes another drink. Polishing off her bottle.]


To be honest... I haven't felt certain about most things since I got here. [Certain or quite right beyond a few moments with her newfound loved ones... she goes ahead and leans in to give Baiken a kiss on the cheek. Sweet and soft and held for a second or two. Not quick, not lingering.]

...Thank you, for asking... it's sweet of you. [Another pause.] Are you sure you're fine with this?
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-14 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Then... I'll do my best so you can enjoy your check.

[Anri leaned back into Baiken, green eyes, reflecting the soft lights from the moon and remaining embers, looked back into the woman's. Before sliding themselves shut as lips pressed against lips. Comforting and welcoming without rushing. The bittersweet taste of alcohol and tobacco was fine by her. More than fine, as it mixed with her own. Hers held something similar, if not more smooth.

Like chocolate, sweet, but bitter. Smooth but addictive in its flavor as it melded with the beer and smoke. A smell of tulips and poppies permeating from her, something that follows her naturally. All promising the night to be slow, to be sweet in the cold winter air and freezing ground. Take Baiken away from whatever had been troubling her; even if just for a moment with a stranger.

A hand placed itself on the side of Baiken's cheek gently, over the spot she kissed. The thumb gently running itself along part of a scar. No regrets then... no uncertainty. ]
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-15 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Anri could be ravenous, wanton if the mood had been right. Perhaps... but the mood wasn't right for that, she didn't feel such a fancy overtake her, and Baiken simply didn't feel like the right person to take such a direction with. Part of her did feel the need to back down though, the feeling that this wasn't quite right... but she squashed it as best she could.

Whether she should be doing this with the woman she'd only just met or not. Whether it felt right, it might be an indulgency that she herself needed. A brief connection she needed. It didn't have to mean anything so long as there was that spark of life and enjoyment. To help give her that rush of being where thousands of souls once were.... now replaced with nothing.

She liked to think Baiken felt something similar. Despite her outward exterior she is sweet, Anri would stand by that observation. Sweet and wanting something... something else.

She shifted herself onto Baiken's lap. Lips parting and her own muscle slipping out, pressing against the other. Welcoming her to explore and indulge herself more in Anri's taste, more of her warmth. Her nose breathed in deeper, taking in her partner's scent, taking in her warmth as Anri pressed her full breasts against the other pair. Her own arms pressing around broad shoulders.

Happy to hold and be held like this in her partner's lap for the moment.]
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-16 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
[That is all fair enough! But things were going well on her own end. Helped along by that taste and scent of smoke and the warmth of the other body.

She took her time to enjoy the feeling and taste of those lips pressed against her own. The feeling of that tongue as it pressed and probed her mouth. It elated her and made her to let go of all of everything for the moment. A small sigh pressed out around her corners as she did her own best to relax and fall further into the strong body that embraced her, legs curled up on either side of Baiken's thighs and hips.

Slowly she pulled herself away from the kiss. Leaving a small nip to the lower lip and a final peck before helping the woman undress her. Leaning back slightly to take off that thermal top of hers, mussing her hair and ribbon slightly. Letting her breasts fall free from their confines and the clothing to be added on top of her jacket. Leaving pale skin now exposed to cold air and Baiken's gaze; cheeks flushed red and bright green eyes half-lidded with mouth parted and letting out panting breaths that formed into warm clouds around them.]
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-16 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
[It was something she still wanted to give Baiken a bit of time to do. If she wanted, she didn't, and Anri knew that. She probably should have known that from the start. But she still wanted to do her best. To give her something a bit more. The blonde leans into the welcomed, warm touch all the same. Not minding the callouses on her hands. The roughness of her mouth and the perceived need she projected.

She sat up straighter, breasts pressing above the other chest, head cocked back and off to the side to allow access to that vulnerable neck in a way she normally wouldn't allow for many others to have. So many hands and mouths have closed around that throat before already... Anri closed her eyes then opened them slowly again. Letting out a moan as one of her nipples, pink and erect from the cold, were taken into that mouth. The warmth of the mouth encapsulating it sending shudders through her body. Another moan, a whimper, encouraging her to devour her in that need, to leave her temporary marks on the pale skin.

A hand pressed itself into Baiken's hair, working to undo whatever had been used to tie it back. The other worked to begin undressing the woman herself. Doing its best to slip off what it could. To feel that skin against her own and cold winter air.]
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[personal profile] resistetmords 2021-12-17 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
[The hand that was working to undo Baiken's clothes paused in their approach as that hand snatched her wrist.]

Ah-- [She relented, releasing the bit of clothing she had wrapped in her fingers. And instead ran her fingers through the womans long, wild hair as it flowed down around them while resting the other on the woman's shoulder when she let's go.]

...If that's what you want, Liefde. [She sighed and nodded, eyes meeting eyes in understanding and lust and need. Anri leaned in to give Baiken's forehead a peck before slowly working down her face. kissing the corners of her lips. The weight of her body leaning into the other. She was sure there was a reason for why the woman didn't want to show her body, and that was fine... at least a little anyway. She had to remind herself this was only temporary for a moment.

There was another kiss along Baiken's jaw. A nip to her neck followed by a suckle.]


Love me then... take me how you want... Flanders is yours-- Wallonia is yours.... All of it. All of me. Just for tonight. [It was something she was used to. And her words were spoken low, in a husky, cooing tone as she pressed in close again.]
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