JE NE SAIS PAS | open + human au

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    I AM FLESH AND I AM BONE


    The new lord knew that he hadn't been around a lot recently, and aimed to adjust that. After Myrthia disappearing, he'd been sort of sad. After all, he had loved her.


    Currently, the male was stood outside King's Landing. He'd put up some posters about a hunt he was going to lead, and he was hoping that people would arrive. He needed company.


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    SETHOS ULLER | LORD OF HELLHOLT

    [fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 99%; text-align: justify;][font=georgia]"A hunt, Lord Macbeth?" Sethos called as he approached. The older man didn't usually actively go on hunts anymore, but he supposed that he could watch--maybe participate if the pickings were easy. The Dornishman sauntered over before offering, "I hope you won't mind me joining?"
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    TAKING MY TIME — sylmae w. — blizzardclan && visiting — piebald husky — she/her

    [fancypost=width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][align=justify]Well this sure was different. She had never seen someone hang posters for a hunt before, but that was alright. She was still doing her best to get the hang of things here, so she figured that participating in the joys of a hunt with her new.. family, persay, was a good idea. "If you don't mind, I'd uhm.. like to join.." The brunette offered as she lifted a hand and tucked a stray curl behind her ear, chocolate eyes fixating on the man at the head of all this.

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    Macbeth nodded towards both of the arrivals, symbolizing that they could indeed join the hunt. After all, it was public.


    "Sylmae, do you have a horse?" he asked suddenly, wondering if the new arrival had had time to purchase a steed. She probably had, but Macbeth thought it best to inquire.


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    TAKING MY TIME — sylmae w. — blizzardclan && westeros — piebald husky — she/her

    [fancypost=width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][align=justify]Sylmae blinked as she stared at him, a little startled by the question and she nodded her head a bit. "Mm... Yes. I did. Will I be needing her?" She asked as she looked up at the male, her head tilting a little bit to the side.

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    Sylmae was new to their customs and he found her ignorance of their hunting customs rather adorable. Maybe he should get to her before Macbeth laid his hands on her? After all, Myrthia was gone and the other Lord had snagged the wonderfully innocent woman before he could. Of course, there was also Meg but she wasn't around much anymore. She would always be the main bae, wherever she was. "Hey," the young man would offer a sunny grin as he stopped next to his old dad, "I'll come with." Turning his attention to the only woman in the area, he would ask, "have you been hunting before, Syl?" Wow. Look at him and his nicknames.
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    Ooh, if only she knew Daresso's thoughts, then he'd experience a nice time in the nearby bushes. The dark haired woman popped her head around the corner of a building, hearing the voices. She had seen the signs and decided she'd join in. She had fallen ill not too long ago, but she wasn't sure her darling friend Myrthia could say the same. She was worried, but tried not to show it, as Meg was supposed to be seen as carefree. "I can help her out, if she wants," came her velvety smooth voice. Behind her was her tan colored stallion being pulled by the reins. She offered a wink to Daresso before nodding in greeting towards the others. Though she hadn't met Sylmae before, she already took a liking to the wonderfully beautiful woman.


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    TAKING MY TIME — sylmae w. — blizzardclan && westeros — piebald husky — she/her

    [fancypost=width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][align=justify]Sylmae fixed Daresso with a look of utter confusion. Did he really believe she had never hunted before? Tipping her head to the side as she offered him a sweet smile, she nodded a little bit. "Of course I've been hunting before. Just never in an area quite like this before. Doesn't help I'm still settling in." She lifted a hand and scratched absently at her temple, taking note how comfortably he called her Syl. She found that more and more people used such a nickname with her when she often found herself preferring Mae. Ah, it was something for people more close with her to use, these days. She was about to speak up, share a little more of her confusions with the male before she heard an almost heart-stopping voice behind her and she looked over her shoulder, focusing on the woman.


    She quite admired the woman, simply for the way she held herself, how confident she was. She bit down on her bottom lip and glanced back towards Daresso, unsure if this was going to become an all out battle for who got to help the poor, helpless new girl. "Us ladies have to stick together, right?" She asked and looked back to Meg once more, nodding to her politely. She had literally been the first female Mae had seen since showing up here and she figured she would look to her for help and advice. Perhaps she would keep her sane in this sausage fest. It didn't help Mae had an issue with staying loyal in a romantic situation and there were quite a few handsome men here. That'd prove to be an issue for her, probably.

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    SETHOS ULLER | LORD OF HELLHOLT

    [fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 99%; text-align: justify;][font=georgia]// so dirty


    The newest arrival of Westeros! Sethos turned towards her and offered a pleasant smile to Sylmae before his attention turned towards the others who had arrived. His son and Meg. "Greetings all," he offered in his usual amiable manner. Addressing Sylmae, the Dornish Lord extended a hand towards her before dipping his head. "Sethos Uller. And you are...?"


    If he weren't so invested in two other ladies elsewhere, Sethos might've taken more of an interest in Meg and Sylmae, considering they were both single and free, but alas! He was rather amused at the thought and if he had been aware of Daresso's thoughts, Sethos would have been doubly amused. Father and son thought alike, apparently.


    // assuming this is the first time sethos met her in the human au hehe
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    "Very true," she replied with a humanly purr in her voice. She stepped closer so she was now standing beside the other woman, mostly just to get a good, up-close view of her. A sight for sore eyes, that's for sure. Mae was the only other woman around here for Meg as well, ever since Myrthia disappeared. The thought of her old friend put a weight on her heart for a second before she realized she was around other people that didn't need to hear her grief. Instead of keeping a slight frown on her face, Meg gave a sly grin and wink towards Sylmae. It was then she heard Sethos, and she chuckled. He seemed... eager.


    // the tension in this thread


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    "Oh yeah?" The young man would muse when Sylmae answered his question. Perhaps she had been assuming that they were going to hunt on foot. But no matter, that confusion was aside. "You'll do fine then, the forest is just any regular old forest," the Uller would remark, if Macbeth had been planning on bringing them to the forest that is. However, he didn't give it much thought since he heard a familiar and missed voice.


    Turning his head, the southerner would spot Meg. His face instantly broke out into a bright grin as he saw his fav again. "Meg, holy shiiiitt, I missed you dude," he would aim to snatch her into a hug and maybe slightly lift her up, it was really good to see her again. After all, she was the only truly filthy minded Westerosi he was aware of that made fine company in more ways than one. "Where've you been?" He would then ask, picking up the clue that the woman was definitely interested in the new one. He wasn't surprised to be honest, Meg was just like that. And hell, he'll let her have Sylmae. Daresso was glad to have the mvp back and he always had whores. And ew, his dad's uncle tom ass seemed to be partially interested? Or maybe it was just formality, the younger Uller wasn't sure at this point.
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    She let out a laugh as Daresso embraced her, letting go of her horse's reins. She didn't think it'd run away. If so, she'd just have to join someone else and their horse. Before he could step back, Meg gave him a big squeeze. "Nice to see you again, hot stuff," she replied. At his next question she stepped back and shrugged. "Got sick. Thought I shouldn't try and spread it around Westeros," she added with a grin. The woman then looked over at Sylmae again, looking her up and down with quite a happy expression on her face.


    // mobile


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    TAKING MY TIME — sylmae w. — blizzardclan && westeros — piebald husky — she/her

    [fancypost=width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][align=justify]Sylmae was growing increasingly more uncomfortable the more she stood there with everyone's eyes on her like she was a treat. She couldn't help the way her cheeks turned red and she shifted her feet a little bit, looking over towards Sethos as he spoke to her. Sylmae lifted one small hand and took his, shaking it politely as she offered him a soft smile. "Sylmae Winzor, but you can call me Syl, or Mae but that is generally just for closer friends." She said and shrugged a little bit. She really wasn't too worried about what he called her at this point. Her eyes shifted over towards Daresso and Meg as the pair seemed to reunite and she took one small, awkward step to the side as she watched them.


    So Meg was returning and this was her first outing? She made a mental note of the woman's illness before hand before she looked up towards the sky, clearing her throat a little bit as she felt eyes studying her. "So. How about that hunting trip?" She questioned as she looked towards the creator of this party. Mae needed to get out of this awkward group eyebang contest before her cheeks turned a darker shade of red than they already were.

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    I AM FLESH AND I AM BONE


    Macbeth watched Daresso and Meg talking to Sylmae, and decided to be quiet. He didn't know why he was silent, but it correct in the current situation.


    The male launched up onto his grey mountain horse, before grinning at Mae. "Yes, come on," he said.


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    SETHOS ULLER | LORD OF HELLHOLT

    [fancypost=borderwidth=0px; width: 99%; text-align: justify;][font=georgia]"A pleasure to meet you, Sylmae," he returned smoothly. He shook her hand before his attention turned to the antics of his son. To be honest, he had been thinking of arranging a marriage for Daresso if he didn't find a wife soon enough...Meg would be a good candidate in Westeros, but Sethos had bigger ambitions. He would let this tomfoolery go on for now, but Sethos was sure it wasn't going to last--not with his hand in it.


    Hearing the call to head out, he gestured for his grooms to bring over his own horse, a Dornish steed. Grunting as he seated himself on the graceful animal, he settled down on the sattle and waited for Lord Macbeth to lead the way.
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    Sylmae watched Macbeth mount his horse before she realized she still did not have her own horse. This was proving to be a rather awkward situation. Would she have to ride on the back of someone else's horse? Swallowing a little, she nodded to Sethos, pleased to see his attention pulled from her for the time being.

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    Oh dear - Mae had purchased a horse, but didn't have it with her. The seven hells... Macbeth reached down, offering the woman a hand and wondering whether she would choose to accept it. It would be natural if she didn't - after all, she was new and most of the people here were strangers to her.


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    TAKING MY TIME — sylmae w. — blizzardclan && westeros — piebald husky — she/her

    [fancypost=width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][align=justify]Sylmae stared at the out stretched hand and without a second thought, she took it and pulled herself up onto the male's horse. "I promise not to forget next time." She said quietly, offering him a nervous smile. Most people would be more wary with new people but Mae usually tried to trust everyone until given a reason not to.


    /rip mobile rushed

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    "Sick? Damn, didn't think that you even could get ill," the Uller would remark as he released her. Hell, he would've given her a sloppy kiss on the cheek but that was really fucking gay and sappy, so no. "Though I'm sure whatever sickness you got, it'll be worth catching to see you," he would add with another grin, "you sure you're feeling good enough for the hunt though?" Safety first wasn't it? Of course, he ended up being caught in his own world, but he did have a very good excuse. But then again, making others uncomfortable was fun too. Of course his old pa had nothing to say now about his stupid antics but the southerner was sure that the older would address it sooner or later. The old man usually did shit like that.


    Anyway, it seemed they were all getting ready to go. Cool. He would pat his own mount before scanning to see what the others were up to. The same damn thing expect it seemed like Sylmae and Macbeth were doubling up. He felt some sort of outrage inside. Not because Macbeth managed to get Sylmae first but the fact that Myrthia and the Lord of Glamis had only recently confessed their love for each other but now it seemed Macbeth was all over it. Sure, Myrthia was MIA but there should at least be a waiting period, no? Hell, what the fuck was he even on about? Daresso knew nothing of relationships anyway, they were messy things that he stayed away from. He didn't have the right to have an opinion on this aside from the fact that he was worried about Myr's hurt feelings. She was a delicate girl after all. However, he wouldn't address this unless he got the green light from Meg.
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    Noticing the other woman's slight unease, Meg stopped her staring with a smirk on her face. There was a line that she shouldn't cross, she knew that, but sometimes she couldn't help it. Turning her gaze back to Daresso, she gave a chuckle. Leave it to him to always make you feel like you're number one. No sarcasm. She was sure her confidence had risen within those few seconds, and she honestly didn't need anymore. At his inquiry, she waved him off with the roll of her eyes. "Don't worry about me, I had weeks to get over it. Just got to get back in the swing of things," she added, seeing that the others were swinging their legs over their horses. Giving him a wink, she mounted her tan horse, patting him once she was up. The last time she had ridden a horse, she was racing Coriolanus through the woods. This thought brought forth a sigh, but she quickly replaced any of her nostalgia with the mask of a grin. "Who's leading?" she asked to the group. Glancing around at those there, her eyes caught Macbeth hoisting Sylmae on with him, and she got the same feeling Daresso did. Her brows furrowed, getting protective over her lost-and-not-found friend. She might call him out if anything started to happen on this hunting trip.


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