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[Darren] Aradia visits the Inclement Weather that seems to be so well talked about, and meets a rather moody stranger that seems to have storm clouds around his head.

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Sunshine Versus Storm Cloud

Postby Aradia on March 24th, 2013, 7:19 pm

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14th Spring, 513 AV
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Aradia made her way to a place she could "let loose", and enjoy the night life that Wind Reach offered. The music was always pulsing, people danced, and the alcohol was intriguing, unique, and usually tasteful as well. This place the little innocent singer ventured to was the Inclement Weather, the dance club in Wind Reach.

This dance club sat in the bowels of the mountain, so far into the mountain Aradia was slightly afraid that rocks would soon cave in on her, or oxygen would run short in supply. But she kept going further down, away from the living spaces, and into the depths of the mountain. She finally heard the thumping of music against the stone, and a small smile spread across the singer’s face. Entertainment was the cure for her boredom, and she hoped that what she was about to enter would definitely be what she needed.

Once she entered the dance club, she noticed that it was a huge stone room. The walls were not smooth as Aradia had assumed, but instead there were small alcoves and indents, and shelving along the walls, making a jagged oval instead of a circle. The floor was smooth thankfully, so Aradia did not have to worry about tripping and falling, since she was slightly clumsy after all. The warm glow from the sconces made the area slightly romantic to the Singer, providing just enough light to see, but not too much light to see everything perfectly. Aradia looked around at some of the alcoves, which had chairs for people to sit, and some even had tables and chairs, with curtains for privacy. The thought of that made a slight blush appear at the tops of her cheeks, so she banished the idea and continued on to view more of what the club had to offer. She saw the musicians up in the alcove, playing the festive music that the many red headed individuals were dancing too. It was a wonderful place to Aradia, it made her heart skip to the beat of the music, and if she would of let herself go she would have been dancing to the music herself. But she decided not to make too big of a fool out of herself, so instead she went to the left side of the entry way to a bar that was positioned there.

Aradia made her way to the very end of the bar, and sit down on a rather uncomfortable stool, looking down at some blue mooshy moldy looking stuff in a ball. She wrinkled her nose at the stuff, and looked across the bar to the bartender serving a few individuals on down. The singer sat there and waited patiently, not wanting to be rude. She listened to the conversations of others, as they talked about something called a Spring Revelry on the 30th of Spring, Aradia made a mental note to ask Red about it, as the bartender finally made his way towards her. Aradia gave the man a small smile, ordering a Fuzzy Squirrel. The name was funny and made her chuckle, but he promised her it would be sweet and delish so she trusted the man, he had to know his alcohol after all.

The Singer turn around in her stool, sipping on her fuzzy squirrel as she watched the dancers out on the floor rubbing up against each other’s bodies in an erotic way. Aradia being the innocent as she was, could not help the heated feeling that appeared on her face at the sight, so she averted her eyes and looked away from the dancers, to the other individuals sitting at the bar. One in particular seemed to stand out from the rest; he had dark hair not red, and looked a little moody and shrouded in shadows. Aradia wanted to tear her eyes away from the man, but he was a curiosity and she could not help but stare, hoping he did not notice her ill-mannered looking.
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Postby Darren on March 25th, 2013, 7:38 am

The corner of any area was favorable to those that did not want to be seen and tonight Darren was wanted to watch unhindered. Since his stay in Wind Reach the Vantha has had his healthy share with the Inarta people but not really quite ending as he hoped. They were a proud race that could not be subjugated easily a quality that the Whitevine both respected and loathed. In turn this trait has caused the Whitevine to prove his worth often getting himself into heated duels with the fiery redheads. Time and time again when their heated words met with it was his cool, deceptive demeanor that usually won his bouts. Darren was not a simple commoner for the Avora and Endal to regard lightly even though they marked him as such. Chiet.

Though Wind Reach did have it's perks compared to his hometown. Where fighting and getting ahead were frowned on at Avanthal it was the norm in Wind Reach. The woman too. Darren smiled widely at the stark contrasts. True Avanthal wasn't a holy place but the close knit communities the vantha had all lead to being a proper gentleman, at least when others were watching. Wind Reach those of higher castes do what they want with those beneath them. Though Darren has yet to really take advantage of this system was subjected to his 'responsibilities.' It was not common for him to keep someone's sexual desires in check if they found him attractive. What they saw in him even the Vantha did not understand. "Both good and bad what does it matter? Here I'm content and free." Darren growled.

Sent out into the unknown world outside Avanthal Darren immersed himself in whatever pleasures and happiness he could find. Fighting turned out to be one of them to no one's surprise. Proving himself in everything he did was a pleasure he found in his new freedom. If he could prove himself better those that think themselves mighty what did that make him? The feeling he felt was more euphoric then any usage of djed with flux. One that was now his sole purpose for being. What to conquer today? Darren thought as he scanned the room with dark red eyes.

Her eyes were already upon him when he saw her? 'Who might you be?' His stare seemed to ask as he did not break his gaze. Finally a break from the sudden sight was given as he grudgingly offered up the pinions he owed. "What do we have here?" Making his Darren strode with purpose to where Aradia was sitting, unapologetic about his demeanor and piercing gaze as he took up a seat next to her. The Inarta instilled a few things on Darren during his visit and one of them was their tendencies not to look away. His eyes mirrored their resolve but still shone with the softer feelings that came from his heritage. His eyes were the usual intense dark blue hiding no hints subtly or guile Darren was simply taking in the subtle tones and cues she was giving. "I don't suppose you speak Vani well right? If not we don't have to talk." Slight red cheeks and an unsure stare. Perhaps he was coming off a bit too strong.

oocCare to move this thread up 20ish days or so? I'm having Darren be down the mountain helping shovel out snow.
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Postby Aradia on March 25th, 2013, 3:54 pm

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The Singer was a curious person, almost as curious as a cat. The man with dark hair reminded her of her father. Though his demeanor did not. She felt a surge of panic as the man got up from his seat and started to walk over towards her, holding her gaze intently. Aradia was not sure whether she should look away, or to hold his gaze. So she held his gaze, trying not to show her timid nature to the man. Her cheeks were inflamed now, she only hoped the warm light in the club did not show them off too much.

Once he became closer, she could not help but examine him. He was a handsome man with his dark hair and blue eyes. Tall, dark, and handsome. Aradia thought to herself, just like the romance novels spoke of. When the man talked she was a little shocked, taken aback that he was speaking her father’s language. She had not heard the beautiful language of the Vantha in so long; she stayed silent for a few chimes, with her eyes wide with shock.

Aradia gathered her composure, placing a warm smile on her face. She was not fluent in Vani, but she had a basic understanding of the language, “I speak Vani.” Aradia replied, excitement burning in her soft violet eyes, “I apology for… staring. You remind me… of.. father.” The Singer struggled a little with the words in Vani, but she hoped she did get her point across to the man. “Would you like…company?” The innocent ball of sunshine asked in Vani.

Aradia thought about her words, and realized that they could be taken a completely different way, depending on the persona of the male, making her cheeks flare a little more. Socialization with males always made her feel nervous and unsure about herself, all her confidence that she proudly carried around seemed to diminish when faced with a handsome male. Aradia softly sighed to herself, at her nervous demeanor. She longed to be like the other inarata women, with their smooth confidence, but she had yet to succeed in that.



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Postby Darren on March 26th, 2013, 3:48 pm

Eyes set in a stolid gaze flared with a hint of surprise and interest in the sudden change of evens. Even more then interest as she progressed the situation further then expected. Darren's lips forming into a tight line as his went up and brushed Aradia's cheek before finally moving on it's own accord. "Hah. Ha ha ha ha!" His laugh abruptly stopped as he continued his icy gaze on Adaria. An odd behavior, perhaps something to break the ice? Though Darren had to admit the slight reddening of this Inarta's face was quite a rare sight to see! This was one of the few red heads he has met that did not seem to immediately scrutinize and discriminate against the Vantha. That in itself was extremely gratifying and dare he think it damned sexy.

"I look good huh? Tired of what Sky Inarta has to offer?"
His mind wandered briefly to what she said earlier. He looked like one of the Inarta here? Her father even? That was a weird thing to say. Maybe it was considered attractive here on the mountain. Shrugging it off Darren turned his attention back to Aradia as his hand continued getting familiarized with Aradia's cheek. A slight flare of red interrupted the sublime blue as he accepted her offer. "I'd love some company. Do you wanna finish that drink somewhere more private? I can carry you if you want."

Looking around he spied an vacant alcove they can use chuckling in approval. This woman was even close to swooning from his presence. Without question Darren took the hesitant sigh as a signal for him to take the initiative. Putting his hands around Aradia's waist the Whitevine eased the Inarta off her seat and into the air holding her a few feet from the ground before drawing his arm's back. In essence sweeping Aradia off her feet as more eloquent people would say. "What can I call you beautiful?" Darren's easy demeanor gave reason to think something amiss but the Whitevine figured that simply keeping his eyes fixed on Adaria would be enough to convince her otherwise.


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Postby Aradia on March 27th, 2013, 2:01 am

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Aradia felt a little intimidated by the guys stare, and the changing of his eye’s made her think of her Vantha father, but yet his behavior did not. When he touched her cheek before laughing, her hands jerked a little, not expecting the touch making her drink spill out of its glass just a little. She was not sure of what to say, what to do even, she had never been put in such a situation as this. Her cheeks flared brightly, as she looked at the dark haired man with her violet eyes in shock.

His next words confused the innocent singer even more. What did he mean he looked good? What was he getting at about the Inarta!?” Aradia asked herself in her own mind, feeling a little paniced by the strange actions of the male standing before her. When he offered to carry her she was forming the words of rejecting his offer in Vani. Before she could speak though the male actually already had lifted her up from her seat. She did not like being man handled by a stranger, and panic rushed through her veins.

“What are you doing!?” Aradia said in Vani as she pounded her fists against the male’s back, bringing the attention of a few Inarta that was standing around. ”Put me down!” Aradia said in a rush of words, panic making her heart thump heartily against her chest. How arrogant was this man being? How dare this Storm Cloud of a man darken her sunny behavior. She was not sure what this man thought she wanted, but this obviously was not it. ”You are not acting… like… a Vantha. My father would never… act… like this!” Aradia said through clenched teeth, as her legs kicked out, trying to get the Vantha man to place her back down to steady ground.


OOChahaha he is a very impulsive male. poor Aradia does not know what to do with him lol.
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Postby Darren on March 27th, 2013, 10:58 am

"What are you doing?" Weird name to call one's self the Whitvevine chided jokingly. Feeling the lightest of prods on his back Darren rolled his eyes consciously knowing that this might have happened. Not even once so far has this actually worked on someone he just met, except that one time he saved that person. One in a million. Apparently even if the woman offers you her company your still not allowed to carry her around like she's your property. Who would have guessed?

"Alright already. I understood you the first time."
The Aradia's heart was pulsating furiously against Darren's body as he eased her down slowly. Sighing dissatisfied the Vantha ignored some of the stares he was given while he gave a confused shrug at the Inarta woman. "What do you know about what like a Vantha acts like?" Darren's eyes flared with dangerous intones while he made a wide sweeping gesture around the room. "Nothing here but redheads here. All tikitas from what I see." Running his hands through his hair Darren took a moment to cool down staring daggers with anyone who was still looking at them.

Pulling on one long strand of dark blue hair down his face the Whitevine chose his words carefully. There was a chance he could salvage this into something substantial. "What is it that you want me to do?" Of course whatever was going to be said was going to taken with a grain of salt. Darren reeked of defiance as he crossed his arms over his shoulders though he would give this diplomatic approach a chance. Whatever Adaria had to say the Whitevine could use to his advantage. "You want to stay here though? I'd still like your company."
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Postby Aradia on March 27th, 2013, 2:26 pm

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Darren finally eased the little singer back down to the floor, with a sigh that sounded slightly frustrated to Aradia. She did not mean to hurt his feelings, but she did not like being man handled by a complete stranger. Plus, she thought all male Vantha’s had this gentleman quality about them. Her father treated her father as if she were gold, and taught Aradia that the Vantha treated their women with respect and love. Sure she figured every male had his.. inhibitions, but they restrained them out of respect for the female gender.

So when he asked what she knew about how a Vantha acts, she replied in a calm and even tone, “My … father is Vantha. He treat my mother with… respect. He said… Vantha males are taught… to treat women with respect.” Aradia said in Vani, her words broken together slightly because she had to take a few seconds to think and form the words from common to Vani. She was not sure what the man meant by tikitas, she had never really heard that word used before so it confused her slightly. So she just assumed whatever the word, it was obviously an insult to the redheads in the club.

The male asked what it was she wanted him to do, she could not understand how he could ask such a question. It was obvious that she did not want to be man handled or sexed up, she just wanted friendly company, to speak in her father’s musical language with someone who understood it, to make friends with people. How could this male not understand this!?” Aradia said to herself with an exasperated sigh. This storm cloud of a male reminded her slightly of the people of Ravok, but not as two-faced and devious.

Aradia gave the man a warm smile, maybe he just did not understand her intentions, it wasn’t right for her to assume such things of him so soon, “I want company… friendly company… nothing more. I am Aradia, you?” She kept her tone warm as honey and kept the smile upon her face, trying to get across that she meant no offense to him, only trying to be friendly, but not sexually friendly. She was not sure if he would get it though, Aradia was not the best in social situations anyways.
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Postby Darren on March 27th, 2013, 3:10 pm


I am treating you with respect. Your first impression gave me a lot to go by though.
Scoffing in between sentences Darren left little more for Adaria to go off while chiding the Vantha. What little interaction Darren had with the Inarta has been argument upon argument of nonsensical jabbering. What did it matter her father was a Vantha. Ah right. Apparently that WAS a factor after all. Blink stolidly Darren quickly retreated to the confines of his rather dense head. Of course! No wonder she was so keen on talking. Why didn't I get excited after meeting one of the few Inarta that could speak Vantha?

The question formed but was almost immediately answered by his first impulse. You don't care you just wanted some ass. Shrugging at the quick mediation Darren's face reddened slightly at his almost animal like desires. Leaving Avanthal did not help with his impulse control or chances of moderation. "I'm not yelling at you right? How am I being disrespectful?" the vantha said at length. "Though I warn you I've developed quite a temper." The last part Darren merely muttered as his homeland's moderation came to mind.

"Darren" Trying to sound intimidating with a sing song voice did not help with Darren's mood. Already he could tell the unassuming threat status was being placed on him again. Damned Inarta don't underestimate me. "Your in the wrong place for that. If you want us to come off as friend I'd rather just trade words in another way." This time he made no attempts to add a sexual undertone to his words. His hand came up clenched tight as he rocked it back and forth in display. "I'm pretty hard headed. Care to soften me up before you try that useless small talk with me?" Having met his fare share of women fighters Darren did not bat an eye offering this exchange. "First hit is free."

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Postby Aradia on March 28th, 2013, 3:03 am

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Aradia could not help but think she really need her drink. Her nerves needed to be calmed down, but the last time she indulged in alcohol it did not end well. She did not want to repeat the same humiliating mistake, but she needed the feeling of calmness right now more than ever. The male’s voice snapped her out of her thoughts, as he was explaining himself, defending himself. Saying he had not yelled, so it wasn’t disrespectful, then tried to threaten her with a muttered “I have a temper.” This conversation was just getting more interesting, and Aradia was taken back by his words, making her eyes go wide slightly.

She did not know what to say about that, it seemed everyone in Wind Reach had a little bit of a temper, but he was Vantha. Aradia sooned realized that just because he was a Vantha did not mean that he was going to be just like all the rest. After all, she was different as well. She looked to be Inarta in the dim lit Club, except for her eyes. Once she was in the sunlight though her red hair held the highlights of the Aurora, making her vibrant red hair look slightly pinkish in the light, making her look different from all the other red heads. She held some of the persona of the Inarta, yet also the mellow nature of Vantha. How could she stand there and judge him when she was different herself.

Once his name was spoken the Singer nodded her head smiling, ”Pleasure Darren.” Aradia said with a warm smile. She felt badly for juding the man before getting to know him, a trait she did not like in other people. She was not sure what he meant that she was in the wrong place for that, that if they wanted to be friends he would rather exchange words differently. The Singer was not sure what he meant by that, so of course a confused look was on her face. She was not in a brothel, she was in a club, where people came to relax and let go, not go have sex with tall dark and handsome males.

This man was moody as ever, coming off as nice then having harsh words. It intrigued her, and when he wanted her to punch him she could not help the laughter that came out at his words. Her laugh carried throughout the club, mixing nicely with the music. It was a genuine and pleasant laugh, and when she was done she just shook her head. ”I am a Singer, not a fighter silly.” Aradia said with a smile that flashed her teeth. She grabbed his arm, tugging on him slightly, ”Come on.. Let us share a drink.. and talk uselessly.” The man had not a chance to reject her offer, she was already tugging him along behind her. She grabbed her drink off of the bar, and headed towards an alcove. Once they arrived at an empty alcove with a table and a couple of chairs, Nai’a pushed him down in a seat and took the one opposite of him.

”So.. You are Vantha… I am Vantha and Inarta… Tell me.. What brought you to Wind Reach?” Aradia asked in a soothing musical voice, taking a large drink of her fuzzy squirrel. It was so delectable, the flavors erupting on her tastebuds, and the slightest hint of alcohol. She knew she would be in trouble with this drink, getting light headed easily because the burning sensation was actually a good feeling, not something that seemed to simmer her guts. She knew she shouldn’t finish the drink, but it was calming her nerves, so she continued until her drink was empty, and her head was slightly swirling.
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Postby Darren on March 28th, 2013, 3:41 pm

Rolling his eyes in dismay Aradia, though probably inadvertently, was making the conversation linger on a more carnal undertone. Yea yea I know she meant it is good to meet you. Sometimes, especially younger faces did not understand the words that came from even their own mouth. "Is that so?" See? Like that. Nothing misinterpreted there. I'm displaying a sense of annoyance and contempt in a disinterested three word sentence. Was that so complicated?

A disgruntled sigh came from the Vantha as he put his hands to the sides of his head. Yep he was definitely over thinking this. Not one of his stronger aspects. "Ah great I hate singers. I just prefer getting smacked over the head." Mean words but the tone Darren gave much room for interpretation. Taking Adaria's hand he etched out the path to a good wallop on his head. "Come on right here. I hate talking formally to someone I barely know." The Whitevine smiled sincerely to his unorthodox answer and method but quickly his mood soured ending up with a frown soon after.

'I'm not really a guy you want to be friends with.' Foreboding thoughts just on the lips of his gritted teeth. "My late wife." Not stumbling over his words Darren gave a steely glare for a few seconds before looking up and requesting a cold cup of milk. Given how things were turning out he should not be drunk talking to this half-blood. "I mean I just love being discriminated. Wind Reach was my first option." Scoffing slightly Darren's mood returned to 'normal' as he relaxed slightly. "Nothing like the thrill of beating some heads in."

Practicing alternating some of his moves Darren quietly tried to spend all this restless energy he had trying to keep himself under control. Seeing his hands quiver with might worried Darren starting to grit his teeth in annoyance. "So your a half-blood. Who is your daddy? Do you think it can be me later tonight?" A conceited grin was due though instead Darren merely closed his eyes trying to be patient. Where was that milk? "He was a Snowsong right?" Though his eyes were drawn in a very annoyed line Darren at least kept a respectful amount of eye contact with Aradia. "You said your name was Aradia right? I already told you I disliked Snowsongs right?" Turning away Darren merely grunted in annoyance. Though slowly Darren had to admit he was finally warming up to this Aradia. "Sing me a song dear songbird. Something to calm the soul and not make me want to throw you off this mountain. I would like to avoid hurting such a pretty face if I can avoid it."

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