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#1840580 Snog/Marry/Avoid/Bang/Hang/Kill/Eat/Scare/Stalk/Spank/Fart On/Date

Posted by Umai on 06 August 2018 - 01:31 AM

Stalk... specifically for the secret to dat eyeliner. Damn, gurl

#1840547 You wake up next to them.

Posted by Umai on 06 August 2018 - 12:50 AM

*Plucks cigarette and takes a drag, pretending that that's something she's done before*

#1840545 Describe The Character Above You In One Word

Posted by Umai on 06 August 2018 - 12:48 AM


#1840375 A Witch and a Sith walk into the Forest of Averlorn. (PM to join)

Posted by Umai on 05 August 2018 - 07:58 PM

I... squealed.


My attention had been so focused on Mythos, especially standing there with no shirt on, that I hadn't even bothered listening to my senses. Not that it would have mattered all that much, I supposed. This blasted fog seemed to interfere with everything. So when the SIth emerged from the shadows, wearing them like a shroud, he startled me, and a squeal had escaped my lips before I could stop it. I blushed immediately, dropping my head and letting my hair fall over my face so he couldn't see my cheeks grow red. 


I couldn't help but wonder, as my gaze followed the newcomer who came over and sat down, what he could sense about me. My cloak and ring were constructed wth Sith alchemy, would he assume I was one of them, like Mythos?


He glanced up, looking at me. I met his gaze, studying him back with the same curiosity I felt him scrutinize me. He asked a question, and in doing so, answered one of mine. So he knew I was a witch. I leaned back for a moment, considering my answer.


"I actually was not raised there. My mother..." I trailed off. No, that was probably not relevant, "... I'm only half Dathomirian. I'm out here because mother's killer is out here somewhere, and he's going to face the fury of a scorned witch."


The darkness that rumbled in my voice might've unsettled a normal man, but I'm quite certain if the two Sith heard it, they weren't phased. Either way, I turned my attention to Mythos,


"... I'm... I'm still an accomplished witch." I explained, biting my lip, "I'm no less powerful than any other. I just... learned elsewhere, that's all."


I cringed, hoping I hadn't just blown my one chance to find the clue my mother left here for me.




Lord Ajihad

#1839945 I'd Like to Formally Introduce You...

Posted by Umai on 04 August 2018 - 11:50 PM

I may be short a broom and a wand, no cat nor toad sits at my feet. I have no pointed hat atop my head, either.


But I assure you, power like mine is surely something you've seldom seen before.


My name is Umai, and I am a witch

#1837741 Congratulations Koda Fett - August MOTM!

Posted by Umai on 01 August 2018 - 06:53 PM

Koda Fett Kept the seat warm for you! Congratulations! <3

#1835792 Give A Title To The Member Above You

Posted by Umai on 29 July 2018 - 06:42 PM

Smol duckie

#1833524 A Witch and a Sith walk into the Forest of Averlorn. (PM to join)

Posted by Umai on 25 July 2018 - 08:16 PM

Well that was dumb.


I realised pretty quickly that Mythos had felt me poking around in his mind, and hastily retreating. I'd been careless, sloppy. I had expected to see darkness, brutality, even honour... but I hadn't expected to see attraction. Now I sat with egg on my face and his face pulled into an inquisitve expression. He began to risrobe, stating that he would abate any worry and curiosity I had. 


There was no denying it... he had a lot going for him. I made no secret of admiring the well-toned form he had. The man's entire body was a machine that had been crafted for strength, speed and power. I'd expect nothing less from a Sith Lord, but it was still a pleasant sight to see. The runes were a surprise. My fingers curled at my sides, practically singing with the longing desire to trace over them to copy them into my book, map them, decipherthem, study them... I told myself it was solely the runes that I was interested in, but the warmth in my cheeks betrayed that as not being entirely the case.


While he spoke I continued to watch him, listening keenly as he allowed me a glimpse of the history that had made the man standing before me. Some of it ame as a surprise, some of it less so. When he was done, he turned his attention to me, mentioning that I ought to remove my boots and socks. He... had a point.


"Yes mom." I smirked in reply. But as he continued, I smiled and shrugged, leaning forwards and unlacing my boots. 


They weren't especially fancy, but they'd kept my feet warm and dry. I pulled them off and stuffed my socks into them. Then, I unclasped the cloak from my shoulders and folded it beside me.


"Thank you, Mythos." I continued, "... and, thank you for the insight. I wouldn't presume to bore you with my significantly less-exciting story, but if you have any questions at all, I'm an open book."


My fingers fell to mother's tome still on my belt as I spoke. An open book indeed.

#1832826 A Witch and a Sith walk into the Forest of Averlorn. (PM to join)

Posted by Umai on 24 July 2018 - 07:22 PM

I was so grateful for my cloak.


The forest wasn't freezing, but with the strange mist that enveloped us, it was cool. Thankfully, the inky black fabric of one of mother's final gifts to me kept me warm and comfortable enough that I didn't really notice. I could feel Mythos's gaze on me as we walked. What was he thinking? Was he judging me? Planning some contingency plan if I turned against him? Was he planning to turn against me? Was he just... admiring? I blushed at the last thought. Hardly. Mythos was a man of war, action and planning. That was one of the reasons I'd agreed to accompany him: if anyone could do this, it was him. He wouldn't concern himself with such trifles. Besides, it was conceited to even entertain such a thought, right?


Eventually, we stopped to make camp. 


Because I had so few supplies, it didn't take long to lay them out and get set up. To start with, we both worked in silence. I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking as we settled down and he shared his soldier food with me. I accepted it with a soft smile, watching him as those golden orbs seemed to completely envelop me. Finally, I heard his voice again. At first telepathic, but then out loud, breaking the silence. 


I glanced around us, shaking my head,


"Neither have I." I replied softly, before quickly looking back to him, "not... not that I won't be able to get us through." I finished quickly.


Nice one, Umai. Way to show that confidence.


I felt something flutter in my chest as he watched me. There was... something in those eyes. He was... evil? Was that the right word? No, perhaps not. But there was certainly something dangerous about him. I felt my heart skip a beat as he mentioned fighting Jedi. Part of me went back to Dathomir, to Ember. I'd wanted to fight him when I first met him, that reflexive distrust of the Jedi was still strong. However, he'd helped me. More than that, he'd warned me about the dark side of my ring. Were he and Mythos to meet, who would I hope to win? Shaking my head of the thought, I glanced up, noticing the smirk on his face.


As the man cleaned his rifle, I couldn't help but reach out through my magic. Force willing, I just wanted a peek inside his mind. It was useless to tell myself that I was just making sure there were no intentions to kill me in my sleep. He was an enigma, a puzzle, a new mystery that I wanted to solve. I gasped, unable to suppress the reaction as I hurriedly retreated, blushing. Burying the thoughts that surfaced, I turned my attention to him as he spoke, proclaiming that he'd make sure I was protected so I could rest.


It was true, I was tired. Sleep was very attractive right now. But... 


"Are you sure, Mythos? You need sleep too. Wake me when you're ready. I'll take the second watch."

#1831844 What are you drinking?

Posted by Umai on 23 July 2018 - 06:12 AM

The tears of my enemies

#1831621 A Witch and a Sith walk into the Forest of Averlorn. (PM to join)

Posted by Umai on 22 July 2018 - 08:29 PM

I was aware that I very much looked the part of the witch. Between the long cloak as dark as the void of space itself, the gargoyle ring, the other leather wrappings up my arms and the amulet on my neck, I mused that I looked quite at home next to the man draped in pelts and supplies. At his musing, I turned to him and chuckled. My own supplies, a few small food capsules, tiny weather bivvy, water filtre, and fire starter, all fit within a pouch on my belt under my cloak. For everything else, I relied wholly on my magic. I grinned at Mythos,


"Oh, here I was thinking you're a big, tough man" I teased.


Of course, I'm not stupid. Between the two of us, he was far better prepared. While I was relying on hunting wildlife for my food, he had supplies. While I had only my cloak for warmth and a tiny bivvy to protect me from the rain, he had a tent. Where as my only defence was my magic, I'd seen the rifle he carried, and I was sure he had plenty of ammunition for it as well. So while I could dance around him now, teasing him and enjoying how much lighter my own pack was, I kept the playful goading to a minimum, in case I had to swallow my pride later on and ask him for help.


We moved into the forest, the trees closing in around us. I closed my eyes and drew in a deep breath, drawing from my magic and trusting it to lead us through this miasma. There was something about moving in this way... something that reminded me of mother. Of course, it was her tome at my belt, her handwriting I'd studied, her spells I'd learned. In that way, I supposed it was he guiding us through this dark forest, not me. So when I heard a voice in my mind that wasn't hers, an audible squeak of surprise escaped my lips.


Thankfully, my cloak muffled most of the sounds I made, but this I'm sure was heard by the man beside me. Cringing, I dropped my head so he wouldn't see my cheeks burning.


It's... difficult, I replied truthfully, matching his telepathic message, everything is... obscured. I have to try and lift this damned fog. Oh mother, if only you were here.


I... hadn't intended for the last few words to be sent to him. I had wanted Mythos to believe I could do this on my own, easily. Hells, I wanted me to believe it. In truth? I had no idea what to expect, or how to get through this strange barrier.

#1826441 A Witch and a Sith walk into the Forest of Averlorn. (PM to join)

Posted by Umai on 14 July 2018 - 06:50 AM

For how long can you hold a witch under your thumb?


A couple of weeks, as it turns out. Diligently I had returned to the tower of William the Bloody. I had done as he asked, went where he told me to. I had... gone to his bed, even, when he'd commanded. Everything he'd required of me, I had given. But then it had been enough. It was Kalee Bladesworn who first awakened my rebellion. She saw something in me, something... powerful. Would my mother have done what I did for the reasons I did it? So... I had left. I found one of the secrets he had about my mother and I'd run with it. 


"Find the sting of the frozen lake"


What that had meant, I still was yet to find out. My search had ultimately let me to @Mythos. At first, I was hesitant. He was Sith, after all. But it seemed that the force itself wished us to work together, as it turned out he'd needed me as much as I him. Besides, the Jedi were equally wary of me, and I wasn't so bad was I? No, I wouldn't be like them. So we'd teamed up, a parnership of sorts; my magic in exchange for his knowledge. Perhaps we'd find out between us what was meant by this "sting" or the "frozen lake".


So here we were, standing at the precipice of a forest. I'd worn the cloak I'd practically sold myself to William for. While I hadn't yet let Mythos in on its more impressive tricks, the fabric was temperate and kept me comfortable. Beneath the folds of the ebony shroud, my fingers twirled the ring on my finger. I hoped sincerely I wouldn't need it. While yes, I had practiced using it a few times in the quiet moments available, it was still an exceedingly bizarre and uncomfortable experience, one I was not in a hurry to repeat. Still... I'd rather have the ring and not need it, than need it and not have it.


I turned to Mythos, giving him a slight nod as I drew in a breath and let it out in a steady sigh.


"Ready as I'll ever be." I replied.


This was where I earned my keep, where I showed the Sith whether or not I was worthy of his knowledge and help. He was the warrior, the protector... but I was the witch. It fell upon my shoulders to get us further into the forest. Mother's tome was, as ever, clipped to my belt. I took a few steps towards the trees, closing my eyes and reached out with my magic. I had no idea what I was going to find, what awaited us within those trees. For now, all seemed quiet. I turned back to the Sith, extending my hand as inviting him to step over some invisible threshold. 


"I hope you're prepared for whatever we may face."


I cringed internally, no doubt my cheeks were flushed right now. That was meant to be my apology. I wasn't only talking about whatever we might face in the forest... but if William decided to come after me... or even worse, I'd begun to have dreams, that some dark shadow that had enveloped my mother was looking at me. It probably meant nothing, just the disjointed dreams of a twisted girl. But still... I couldn't shake the feeling that I was being pursued. Perhaps, that was why I was travelling with a Sith.


I just hoped it would be enough.

#1825794 Compliment the Person Above You!

Posted by Umai on 13 July 2018 - 07:34 AM

Arekk you're probably the coolest duck I know. Definitely the weirdest. But that's a good thing

#1825791 How Sexy Is The Character Above You?

Posted by Umai on 13 July 2018 - 07:29 AM

10/10 would jump in a lake with again


#1823333 Tipoca Private Health Clinic: Subject Five Dossier

Posted by Umai on 08 July 2018 - 11:22 PM

Subject 5 Fantastic profile, dude! Love the data log format!