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(Walking forward to your seat unmindful of the steam ascending from the preserved flesh, you realize that there's a folded note left behind and it reads: "I hope this gives you some of your humanity back, you fowl beast. - Dio Brando." He's clearly sarcastic, and why wouldn't he be? That's Dio. A sarcastic ass. Merry Christmas!)
[A beast, is she?]
[Well.]

[This beast is going to absolutely devour everything in sight, and when she's done? She's going to find him and give him the biggest, sloppiest kiss the world has ever known. She won't even wash her face beforehand.]
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(Peering in, you find yourself alone in the dining room however everything has been perfectly set up - by your one and only in a way that you would enjoy it. The creaking windows are not barred up with rotten oak like usual which allows the hazed sunlight to roll in and spread across the hall. The table which is long and narrow is covered with gold furnishings and cloth which sparkle in the gaze of the sunlight. And the game-meat on display looks indescribably tasty.)
[Odd... Dio wasn't here, either? Well, with the windows open like that, she's not exactly surprised... it's a little lonely without him, but it's been a while since she's been able to greet the sun like this.]
[But it seems he's been a very busy bee, regardless. She can already feel her mouth watering at just the sight of all the food; she can't wait to dig in.]

[She's approaching her favorite seat without question.]
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(Walking down the twisting stairways with the darkness looming over you and the growing vocalizations of half-animalistic beasts humming in your ears during your descent, the steady aroma of freshly cooked meats assaults your senses and leaves your skin burning and the further you go down the twisting tunnel the more you realize that there's a golden glow coming from the main door.) [1]

[Waking up alone was a bit strange--not seeing Dio at all on her way downstairs is even stranger. However, that lovely scent coming from the dining hall definitely cannot be denied. Quickly making her way down, she notices the glow under the door. She softly opens it up, wondering if Dio was waiting for her.]
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[Oh! Someone new? She hasn't met someone new in quite a while--then again, she hasn't exactly left the cathedral in a while, either. She seems to recognize her, as well...?]
Ah, hello there! I haven't seen you around these parts--are you new to the area?
sunlightmaiden started following you
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--!!
[She's hefted up rather easily, and she has absolutely no complaints whatsoever. She's quick to wrap her arms around his neck, pressing a few generous kisses all over his face in return.]
Well, I don't see why I wouldn't be. After all, you're my almost-hubby, aren't you?
I'm not sure if there's really anything special about it...
Very warm.
[Having her resting on his lap like that is incredibly useless for him, so he makes use of this by wrapping his broad arms around the waist and hoisting her body up so that she’s sat comfortably upon the chill of his lap.]
[A petite cheek kiss is given.]
Your loyalty is unending, how admirable.
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Yes, exactly. With those hides, I think we'll be able to sleep a lot more comfortably. It'll be really warm.
[Lifting a hand up to stroke his cheek fondly, she sighs contently.]
Anything to make you happy, dear... I'll definitely do it.
Of course, it means food for the winter and bear hide for us both.
[He shuffles when she rolls around his lap much like that of a cat, but overall he pays no mind.]
All worth it.
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Mm, it was. I like hunting in winter, but it can just be so exhausting... I managed to land us a few bears, but still...
[Rolling about, she looks up at him with a tired smile on her face.]
It's all worth it, right?
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[She’s clearly very comfortable, nudging up into his hand and letting out a content sigh.] Very.

[Closing his eyes and relaxing his shoulders, he brushes his thumb accross her cheek.]
Long day hunting?
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[Only now does she realize that she might've gone a little overboard with the eating. Scratching lightly at her messy cheek, she gives a bit of a sheepish giggle, just a little red in the face from embarrassment.]
D-Dessert sounds good... and I...
I promise to slow down a little this time, really. I was just very, very hungry, and I...
My apologies.
[He appears to be only mildly perturbed by how she wolfs down the meal like a vacuum and grunts as a use of ‘formal communicating’ and before his eyes. The plates begin to stack and he slowly chews on his pig piece as he watches her strip the meat from the carcass.]
[And before he knows - there’s nothing left for him. Only the ribs of a pig and a half eaten apple that served as decoration.]
[Swallowing his piece, he lifts his glass and takes a loooong sip before talking agaiN.]
…
Dessert?
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I won't, I won't.
[Her tone jubilant, she leans against him as they walk into the dining hall, hugging his arm close to her breast briefly before she takes in the magnificence of the feast before them. The array of meats already has her mouth watering, and she takes the seat nearest to him almost immediately, reaching out to seize as many of the plates as she could and digging in.]
[As expected, she's messy and borderline feral, wolfing down the food with a speed unheard of, her cheeks puffing out with each mouthful of food she shoveled in.]
[Making noises of approval, she tries to at least remember some of her manners by not talking with her mouth full, swallowing down yet another bunch of meat before letting out a satisfied breath.]
Absolutely marvelous! The servants really outdid themselves tonight, don't you think?
Oh dear. Please don’t drink my copper.
[He chuckles and gladly guides her into the next room and as expected, the dining room is golden for the both of them with a fine selection of meats stretching to each end. Clearly this makes him feel proud of his efforts as his chest flares out like that of a bird.]
[Sitting on his high throne at the rear end of the table, he takes his goblet in one hand and guzzles down the blood inside with barely a second to spare. Wiping off the trickle off his chin with his napkin, he takes his specially made cutlery and slices off a sizable chunk with it.]
[As he waves his fork around, the silverware glitters in the candlelight and he grins for all to see.]
Then let us feast.
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I do suppose we have. It's remarkable--though, I wouldn't really expect to see me drinking blood any time soon, if I were you.
[She's quite used to the loud hustle and bustle of the undead help, so much so that she barely even flinches when it starts up. She nods, slipping her hands up to take hold of his arm. Like a real lady would do--though, she only does it because she enjoys the feeling of holding him like this.]
Why, certainly.
Other the years we have become akin, haven’t we? It’s marvelous.
[He chuckles softly and with his neck erect like that of a crane, he slaps both of his hands together and sends the kerfuffle of feet and rotting toes in the dining room to rumble like a great thunder but as soon as it begins it’s other with a nice scent of fresh meat and gravy carried on the bitter wind.]
Come and join me in the dining room, won’t you?
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[She ruffles at his hair happily, following it up by getting close and kissing at the corner of his mouth.]
As long as I sleep with you, you can definitely sleep easily.
Ah!
Oh, yes, yes! I've been wondering when we were going to really gorge ourselves. I've worked up quite an appetite after wrestling with that bear and those men.

[Obediently, he leans down for her and lets her ruffle his hair.]
Good. Such thoughts could make me sleep uneasy.
…
Also, I believe we are due for a feast?
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Oh, goodness, never.
How could I suplex someone so sweet, after all? Well, sweet to me, anyway...
[Giggling, she reaches up to mirror his action.]
You don't ever have to worry about that. I don't have any reason to want to do that to you.

Oh yes back then.
I thought you meant that as in you were planning to suplex me in my sleep.
[He chuckles softly and reaches forward to ruffle at her hair.]
I was honestly worried there for a second.
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stonemasks replied to your post:stonemasks replied to your post:stonemasks replied...
…. Not now?
Oh, well, I mean...
Back when we first met and couldn't stand each other, I might've. Not now, though.
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stonemasks replied to your post:stonemasks replied to your post:stonemasks replied...
I don’t think I would ever want that to happen… I’ve seen your true strength. [Shudder.]
Well, of course you wouldn't, dear!
Though I would never want to hurt you in that way, anyhow. Not now.
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stonemasks replied to your post:stonemasks replied to your post Did you suplex...
I think /I/ would be whiny if you did that to me.
Oh, darling! You don't have to worry about me suplexing you.
... not unless you ask me specifically, "Jojo, please suplex me." That is the only exception.
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Did you suplex them?
Well, of course!

Though, they got a little whiny about it afterwards. That was somewhat annoying.
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