2017-06-21: The Meaning of Love

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  • Log: The Meaning of Love
  • Cast: Riesenlied, Noeline
  • Where: Old Petra
  • Date: 21st June 2017
  • Summary: Noeline spirits an exhausted Riesenlied away to recover, where the discussion turns to that of love...


<Pose Tracker> Riesenlied has posed.

Riesenlied's... certainly had a hell of a day, and by the time the two reconvene, she doesn't look particularly energised, reclining against her bed and not even properly lying down on it, goodness Riese. Cetiri's kind of seated beside her in sleepy dog form. Aww, perhaps she could use a change of pace somewhere?

Cetiri peers up as Noeline enters, shaking her head with a rumble from what passes for a throat. "There you are. She has been like this for the past hour or thereabouts. Do something about it. I am certain you are to blame in some manner."

<Pose Tracker> Noeline has posed.

Noeline's caught wind of Riesenlied's plight - and the first thing her eyes do as she enters in something of a hurry is gravitate towards the commander, a lump rising in her throat as she feels a spike of worry in her gut. "... if only by not being there, I suppose..." she mutters for a moment, kneeling next to Riese to reach up and smooth back her hair, letting out a deep sigh as she does so.

"She has run herself ragged, and I don't even need to see her to know that much," she adds with a tilt of her head, her brow furrowed. "... I may need to kidnap her, if for a night, and take her somewhere--..." she trails off, not really sure of a polite way to put it - though it perhaps says a lot that she's choosing to be polite about it. "... somewhere away. Just for a night, to rest herself properly."

<Pose Tracker> Riesenlied has posed.

Riese kind of slumps against Noeline's side when the Crimson Noble pulls her up -- it's with a lull that she drops her head against her shoulder. "... I'm okay... I've just had... a lot to think about," she mumbles, pressing a hand to her forehead and rub gently against it.

Cetiri lets out a rather ragged shake of her head. "I do worry that all of these influences are starting to confuse her before she can sort herself out. But I suppose I do not know what is best for her anymore," she remarks with a strangely dour-sounding tone, which given her electronic notes is a bit of a feat.

"Don't say that... Cetiri..." she reaches towards her head to pat it gently.

There is a brief laugh from the dog. "I may be your creator," she finally just bluntly says, "But it does not mean I will always be best suited to care for you. Go, you two." The dog's tail whisks back and forth. "But do have her back by ten, or I shall be wrathful."

<Pose Tracker> Noeline has posed.

"... Cetiri is right. At the very least, you spend each day pushing yourself further and further," Noeline cautions rather bluntly, her brow scored with a deep furrow as she lets out a long breath. "You cannot keep going at this pace. At the very least, you are going to put me out of a job as your protector," she adds, sounding more than a bit jealous about it - but worried, even more so.

She does her best to let it go, at least, exhaling her fears in a long sigh. "... ten in the /morning/, I hope you mean," she shoots back to Cetiri with a faint smirk, eyebrows raised as she pencils that fact away before sobering slightly. "... thank you. And-- really, now, I would say Riese needs you and everyone else in the Wings at least as much as she does me. I thought I was just the troublemaker?"

<Pose Tracker> Riesenlied has posed.

Riesenlied opens her mouth slowly, before -- nodding very gently, leaning towards her. "... I am sorry. I am doing a poor job of letting you protect me...." She-- pauses, before letting out a very quiet sigh as she reclines against Noeline more insistently and needily.

"One can hope," Cetiri rumbles with a slightly amused tone in her voice.

Riesenlied snorts quietly, before mumbling, "You'd best not forget that. ... you've yourself sacrificed much for me."

<Pose Tracker> Noeline has posed.

Noeline closes her eyes, allowing herself a moment to gather her wits as she draws an arm around the other demon; it takes her a long while, drawing in and out a slow breath as she tucks Riesenlied in towards her, before she decides that she had probably best not push her luck too far in front of the Mom. Not the Mother, the Mom.

"In any case... I will leave a way to contact us just in case," she decides - before flicking out her hair. "I just may not pay attention to it."

  • * *

For all her bravado, it takes Noeline a while to decide what to do - she toys briefly with the idea of simply camping out, not actually a stranger to doing such a thing, under the assumption that Riese would rather be around nature. But she has an impulse towards pampering the poor commander, as well - not to mention a preference for creature comforts.

Fortunately, she's gained the lay of the land around Old Petra in the time she's been there - and so, an hour and change later, she's traced the coastline towards a sleepy little village and its cliffside inn, small but comfortable and homely with a balcony overlooking the sea and beach below. Sneaking Riesenlied in with some fast talk is simple enough - bounties haven't exactly spread all that well to the little hamlet, and Noeline's making sure to present herself as the more dazzling figure - as is arranging for a warm and hearty meal for the two of them to be brought up later.

Nudging the door open with a boot, she navigates Riesenlied inside, still taking much of the woman's weight, and immediately guides the other woman towards the bed to let her sit down. From afar, June Lim Ze (June) sleep

<Pose Tracker> Riesenlied has posed.

Riesenlied is... for all of her affectations, not too much of a nature lover. Nature doesn't exactly... have a way with agreeing with a Metal Demon's being, after all. It's all too much a reminder of how alien they are to Filgaia's landscape, stripped and barren as it is.

Riesenlied looks just a little bit dazed and not particularly attentive by the time they've arrived at the hamlet, lulling her head down as she sits at the bed with a a faint sigh. "Thank you..."

<Pose Tracker> Noeline has posed.

"... there is no need to thank me," Noeline replies after a moment, letting out a soft breath as she turns daintily on one foot to sit next to the other woman, immediately drawing an arm around her waist to lean Riesenlied towards her; in no time at all, her fingers have found the demon's blonde hair, threading slowly through it. "Or rather... this is the very least I should do. Leaving you to-- wither away... I would not forgive myself," she promises quietly, shaking her head.

"It is just us here - for a night, you are simply Riesenlied, and nothing more. So-- let yourself relax," she requests gently, eyes closed. "We have food on the way, if you are awake to see it arrive."

<Pose Tracker> Riesenlied has posed.

Riesenlied lets out a very delicate little sigh, as she unclasps that precious brooch and slips that Ellurian cloak that's shrouded herself so often off, leaving her in just her flattering sleeveless shirt and skirt, along with her leggings. "Just Riesenlied..." she reaches her hand towards Noeline gently. "... and... Noeline?"

<Pose Tracker> Noeline has posed.

Noeline's smile is rather complicated - she clearly isn't feeling any need to hide her feelings at the moment, her expression worried and sad and relieved all at once, a light colour on her cheeks as she lets her fingers lace with those of her companion. "Of course," she whispers as she reaches up her free hand to detach her hairpiece, as if this were a sign that she's dropping her Crimson Noble pretense at least for the moment.

"Do you /really/ think I'd leave you alone, after seeing you like that?" she wonders immediately afterwards, sighing softly - but her voice isn't accusatory, and the way she sneaks in to press her lips against Riese's cheek, she isn't terribly upset either.

<Pose Tracker> Riesenlied has posed.

Riesenlied is looking rather gentle and vulnerable herself, not particularly up to any affectation that she might carry to the world out large. "Of course not... but..." she leans her head quietly towards where Noeline is kissing her. "I wanted to... I wanted to hear it."

<Pose Tracker> Noeline has posed.

"... of course," she laughs softly, turning slightly and leaning up to draw both arms around Riesenlied's neck to embrace her, sliding closer in towards her with a tiny relieved breath. "... honestly... whatever are we going to do with you?" she wonders between the light touches, coaxing Riesenlied back if only to let her rest more fully on the bed.

She's left the windows open, at least, letting a breeze flow gently through the room; perhaps she's drawing a distinct contrast to Old Petra, with its underground networks and slightly enclosed space. "Anything you wish, I will provide it," she promises, her voice kept gentle and without her usual lilt. "Even if it's just my presence."

<Pose Tracker> Riesenlied has posed.

Riesenlied's eyes are a little wet by the time she's looked up after that kiss. "I don't know what I'd do with me," she answers just a little numbly. "Noeline, I... tell me more about... love." She hesitates, before she moves closer. "I'm confused... I don't really understand it. And the more I think about it, the more anxious I feel..."

She trembles very gently. "Someone told me to not be ashamed of it, that it would do us disservice... but I'm not sure I'm confident enough to do that. And that makes me... scared."

<Pose Tracker> Noeline has posed.

Noeline lets her hand drift slowly down Riesenlied's cheek, drawn in close as she lets out a tiny little huff of air. "... honestly... shouldn't you be the one to teach /me/? As much as I have read about it - you are the one who has experienced it, much more than I," she wonders gently - but an impulse makes her huff, suddenly bearing Riesenlied down to suddenly fling a blanket over the both of them, even clothed as they are.

"--well-- really--... there are plenty of different types of love," she admits, tilting her head towards Riese as she sneaks in closer. "... love for one's family. Love for one's friends. Love for-- a romantic partner. Each can be a source of strength," she admits, closing her eyes. "You have felt them all, without shame - and I believe that their point was to feel it as fully as you can, without reservation. It is, after all, another part of you."

<Pose Tracker> Riesenlied has posed.

Riesenlied looks just a little baffled, as she says, "I-- why do you think I have experienced it...?" She blinks just once more, tiredly lowering herself and underneath the blanket. "Or did you mean..." A pause. "I never had such a relationship with Nasrin, if that is what you are thinking...?"

She closes her eyes for a moment, saying, "Romantic love..." She looks a little closer towards Noeline and experimentally presses her lip onto Noeline's cheek again. "Wouldn't you say you've... read more of it?"

<Pose Tracker> Noeline has posed.

With another gentle laugh, Noeline shakes her head. She's nudging closer still, not so much embracing the other woman as simply trapping her in a fiercely tight hug. Her response to the kiss is a pleased hum, then she's placed her lips at the corner of Riesenlied's mouth, slowly escalating. Goodness. "... because-- you have so much more love for others than I do. Really, if I could only match the size of your heart... ... I have no doubt I would be a much kinder soul than I am now," she says ruefully, shaking her head just a little as she laughs again.

"Romance, on the other hand..." she huffs to herself for a moment, shaking her head with the start of a catty grin. "I have /read/, certainly. I know the theory, as it were. ... I suppose I'm just more used to throwing caution to the wind, hm? But I do not believe there is any shame in it - and I-- would like to be a source of strength for you," she admits after a soft pause.

<Pose Tracker> Riesenlied has posed.

Riesenlied looks on so tenderly, with worry, towards Noeline. Her cheeks are rather vividly red as they come rather close together. "Do you think yourself cruel...? I think you are compassionate and caring, certainly... I would be troubled if you do not think you are so," she bites her lip.

She swallows just a bit further, before she murmurs, "I'd like you to... do whatever you feel is right... i--is it biting?" W-why do you keep asking that, Riese?! Do you just want to be bitten, or does she genuinely believe that's what comes next, from all of Noeline's reference material?? "I don't mind, if that is what you need to do."

<Pose Tracker> Noeline has posed.

With a soft sigh, Noeline shakes her head. "Perhaps not cruel... but certainly, a little distant a lot of the time, which might equate to the same thing," she admits with a rueful smile. "I-- I have not had a fright such as the one you just gave me in many years," she admits, her knuckles gently tracing the other woman's red cheeks before she places another kiss near Riesenlied's lips.

And then Riese asks the question, and she lets out a sharp and amazed laugh. "--Riese, my dear heart - you /do/ realize I am not /actually/ a Crimson Noble?" she wonders aloud, almost purring as she catches the other woman with a half-lidded and amused gaze - and then laughs gaily as she sneaks forward in a quick lunge. The motion she makes at Riese's neck certainly comes short of a 'bite', but perhaps it won't matter when she's mostly going for impact.

<Pose Tracker> Riesenlied has posed.

Riesenlied blinks just a few more times, stammering, "I really... I really am sorry... I--" she hesitates, before mumbling to say, "O-oh? I thought that the biting--" she lets out a little yelp as Noeline sinks on down towards her neck, trembling in a rather vulnerable fashion as her horns... actually wilt gently. "Ah-- Noeline!"

It's a bit too much excitement for the romance novice, perhaps, her hands clinging ever tighter to her as she leans in closer. "I--if that is what you want... then I want it too." That's /quite/ the admission.

<Pose Tracker> Noeline has posed.

Noeline even looks like she's purring when she draws back, her mouth drawn into a cattish smile as she watches Riesenlied explode into colour; the squeak of her name makes her cheeks answer in kind, and then she's leaning in again with a pleased chuckle. "Most of all-- I want you to have the time to explore these feelings."

She hesitates - and immediately softens, her smile quiet. "... and for me to explore them in kind, as well - because for all that I might claim I know what I am doing, I am far from accomplished, I promise."

A pause, and then the Crimson Noble huffs softly, her spirits restored. "But you know, if you keep tempting me like /that/..." she hums, hovering in as her lips find Riese's again.

<Pose Tracker> Riesenlied has posed.

For all she knows, Riesenlied has probably harbored secret fears that Noeline has experienced much more than she has... hearing that admission from her seems to settle her as well. She's about to speak in response when Noeline sneaks her kiss into hers, eliciting another gasp as the two enter liplock once more.

"... guide me... gently, slowly..." she requests. "A-and..." she hesitates, before admitting again, "And I do not mind it if... you wish to continue biting." /Riese/

<Pose Tracker> Noeline has posed.

In times to come, Noeline will probably look back and remember this night with a terrible fondness; for now, though, caught by the other woman's timid request, she just finds herself nodding her head softly. "... together, then..." she agrees quietly - and even her amused huff is kept soft, not wanting to disturb the air around them too much. "... and-- we shall see."