A secret love affair
[12:24] Haru (cecilia.ushimawa) had seen the tarn land as she prepared the black wine and so instead of waiting for her master’s arrival, she made her way over, mug in hand. His mug. Giving a soft smile, a slight bounce in her step, she would chirp a cheery “Tal My Master, Shriek,” in her cheery notes, looking over her master with a slight tilt of her head. “Could not sleep?”
[12:26] Crow (melchior.wardell) was scratching between the feathers as he spoke softly to the tarn. He noted Haru and smiled to her. He would let the tarn go from his scratching and would move towards the mug with black wine. As always his fingers would brush hers ever so softly as a silent gesture that meant more than words could express. “I have slept. But yes there have been things on my mind. How was your night ?” he asks as he looked to Shriek that made sad faces. Clearly not liking the fact the scratches had stopped.
[12:28] Haru (cecilia.ushimawa) would slip closer though not yet able to slip her arms around him for holding his black wine in her fingers, making sure not to spill. “As good as any night that I sleep by your side, My Master,” she says with a nod of her head, always happy with that. “What is on your mind? Is it anything I can help with?” she questions. He wasn’t usually closed with her unless it was a contract so hopefully she would be able to help calm his thoughts.
[12:29] Haru (cecilia.ushimawa) would smile as his fingers brushed hers, only when the mug was taken, the steaming aroma of black wine filling the air between them; their nostrils, breathing it in. Then… then she would slip her arms around his waist, looking up at him.
[12:56] Crow (melchior.wardell) sipped his black wine and would press his lips to her head as she inched closer. Shriek gave a jelaous shriek but pushed the beak to her arm as to tell her it was her time to scratch. “I have a feeling there is a certain love affair going on.” he would tip his head in the direction of Shriek “Arsus tarn might have gotten his attention.” he tells her as if it was a secret.
[13:04] Haru (cecilia.ushimawa) laughs a little and shakes her head some. “Perhaps,” she says, reaching out to scritch Shriek’s neck as he pushed into her, chuckling under her breath. “Does this mean we will have baby tarns? Ready for the lads, perhaps? Each tarn to be given the name of the lads in training, that they are reminded of it if they live through their stand?” Her mind alight with ideas there.
[13:06] Crow (melchior.wardell) chuckled. “I have no idea. But who knows.” he replied to her words. “They have to come from somewhere and I am sure they aren’t born from thin air.” he would wave his tarn to the sky. “I think he even waits when they are alone, so that is why I think it is still a secret love affair. Good though. One must not think what happens if it isn’t a secret and Arsus wants to fly and Shriek has other ideas.”
[13:08] Haru (cecilia.ushimawa) grins a little and she chuckles some. ‘Maybe he’s waiting for the right romantic moment?” she suggests. Did tarns do romance? Bring a bundle of tabuk antlers for a date? Look into each others eyes in a warm and adoring manner? Was it the left or the right eye?
[13:11] Crow (melchior.wardell) pondered on that “I should know perhaps and yet I never really paid much attention to it. It is why I always choose for a male Tarn.” he reasons. “In a way they are far more easy. Just as we men. We hunt for the right woman, have a moment of fun and the lady is stuck with the youngsters.”
[13:13] Haru (cecilia.ushimawa) smirks a little, slipping her arm around his waist and pulling herself into him in a tight hug. “Are you saying I’m not the right woman, My Master?” she teases. She was joking – she couldn’t have children without a really good dose of whatever wine it was that cancelled the slave wine. And she had no intention to if she had her way. “Or do I need to find a mistress for you to spend a night with?”
[13:16] Crow (melchior.wardell) nearly spilled his black wine after that comment “Well being a killer and having children seems not the best combination.” he reasons. “I would no longer have enough sleep and my weapons would never be safe again.” he added. “As you being perfect … that is very well true. And special.” he grinned at her.
Crows Murder 
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