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Post by yann on Oct 1, 2012 6:01:34 GMT -5
oh i, i just died in your arms tonight! [/FONT][/i]  IT MUST'VE BEEN SOME KIND OF KISSIJUSTDIEDINYOURARMSTONIGHT,[/FONT] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font] tagged for SÉRAPHINE with 878 words[/i][/center] His father’s visit to Brown hadn’t really come to an end yet, but Simon was busy doing what he did best, which was motnioring and just generally making sure he had everything under control. He was supposed to fly back to Luxembourg tomorrow afternoon, but Yann knew that his father wanted to stay longer, just because. But he needed to get back; during his absence, his name-sake Simeon was in charge of protecting the royals left in their homeland, and while Simon trusted him, he just wanted to be there to do it himself. As per usual. If he could, Yann was sure Simon would clone himself so that he could be with every single member of the royal family, and that way keep them safe. Luckily, he had his son to take care of the heiress to the throne, and that was just what Yann was doing. Except he hadn’t told his father about one important detail, which was that he really, really loved Séra and that she loved him back. Both she and the princess had agreed that maybe this wasn’t the best idea to bring to his father right now when he was so stressed besides, it would actually be better to go through Esther first, since Yann’s mother kind of represented all the calm and collectiveness she could in the Krier family. Yann was sure that his princess would figure out a way for them to be together regardless of any consequences, but he didn’t want to bring her into trouble. That was Auggie’s job, not his; he was in charge of her protection, not to protect her from himself even. It was going to be an interesting time though, especially with the indications that Simon was on to something. Not precisely their relationship, but he was sniffing around a little too much for his son’s liking. Which was why he was keeping out of his way as much as possible and making sure he had everything he needed right on the spot, and just keeping himself small and insignificant. It was much better like that, despite the fact that he normally participated quite vocally in anything that Simon was doing that was related to the guard. Right now though, Yann just wanted to be invisible.
Which was why today he was removing Séra from the immediate vicinity and activity and they’d be doing some basic self-defense moves because she wanted to learn. It would kill him when he had to teach her that, but she did make a valid point, and if she could at least deliver a good kick or a swing at someone’s face, then it would be good until he got there to make sure she didn’t get her hands dirty. That wasn’t her job after all. It was HIS job to protect her, and Yann took that very seriously. Humming to himself as he descended the stairs, he greeted a couple of other guards who had flown in with Simon. The man was positively insane with the amount of people he had posted all around campus right now, searching and scavenging. Yann wondered whether no one actually noticed, but then again they were the best of the best, and so it wasn’t a surprise to find one in his own class that he didn’t recognise until the man got up close and asked a question about the topic they’d been covering. Yann had nearly fallen from his seat when he actually took a good look at the guy, and then realised that this was all additional help. It was good – especially with the bugging issue – but at the same time, it also made it hard to really spend time alone with Séra. There was always someone following her around or following the both of them, and having a normal working relationships was even worse. But for the time being, he’d managed to secure some peace and quiet, and he was going to the small gym that was to the side of the main recreational building on campus. He had told his father he needed to work some extra steam off; Simon was understanding about that. He was keeping most of the guards on one spot and therefore, his son was restless because there were way too many people around watching his every move. Ergo, he was now going to go and unwind. Of course Simon didn’t know that Séra, who had promised to meet Yann there at the gym, was also going to be there, because his princess had reassured her boyguard that she knew how to give his father a slip without him even realising she was missing. With Simon’s luck, he’d think she was off on a manicure or something, where she didn’t need protection. Whatever the excuse, Yann would be glad of it. Sighing as he pushed the door open, he pulled off his hood because of the slight drizzle in the air and shook his damp hair out as he made himself comfortable. He was wearing flexible pants and a tight-fitting shirt with long sleeves under the hoodie. Unzipping the last item, he made circular motions with his shoulders while setting up some mattresses to be on the safe side, waiting for Séra to arrive.
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Post by séraphine s. of luxembourg on Oct 2, 2012 1:14:55 GMT -5
 Trying to collect clothing and various materials was beginning to get extremely difficult when there were like a million guards surrounding her. Sera still felt uncomfortable about staying in her dorm room alone, so she had managed to convince daddy Simon to allow her to stay with Yann. It took a bit of sweet talking and a few carefully placed pouty faces, but in the end she prevailed. The daily collection of her belongings though was beginning to get on her nerves now that she had the eyes of a few guards on her at all times while in her dorm room. After a bit of persuasion she had finally convinced the guys to allow her a bit of privacy while she was in the bedroom area of her dorm. If she was going to give them all the slip, they didn’t need to watch what she was grabbing and honestly couldn’t see how it would be any of their business. So as she stepped into her dorm she left the door wide open for the guys sitting outside the room to see her and headed straight for her closet to grab a larger sized purse. Security was getting a little tighter now that she had been bugged which was why she had to kick one of her diabolical escape plans into gear. Once she found a purse to suit her needs she glanced around her closet and smirked when she found her auburn Halloween wig. She was just going to have to play a little dress up to leave the building unnoticed. After all, she wasn’t about to miss out on something as exciting as learning self-defense with her most favorite person in the whole world. Then she headed for her dresser and angled herself to prevent anything from being seen as she took a pair of yoga shorts, a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. Sera also threw in a pair of gym shoes that happened to be sitting next to her dresser and shoved them in her bag as well. Once she collected everything she needed she headed out the door and waved at the guys. I’m off to the salon, try not to have too much fun without me, she teased and shut the door behind her. Her next stop was one of the ladies’ bathrooms where she slipped out of her skirt and into the yoga shorts and sweats followed by the t-shirt and the jacket she had stolen from Yann. Everything was shoved back into her bag and she strategically placed the wig on her head and arranged it so that it looked like real hair. She seemed rather pleased with herself as she glanced in the mirror and then left the bathroom a totally different person.
It was raining and normally Sera would’ve enjoyed it, but working out in wet clothing wasn’t exactly something high on her priority list so she walked a little faster. Once she reached the gym, Sera pushed through the doors and headed straight for the bathrooms. She wasn’t about to give away one of her fabulous ways to avoid security to Yann, even if he was her boyfriend. The change was quick and she glanced at herself in the mirror wondering if she should have chosen the sports bra she was originally going to wear in place of her t-shirt. The princess snorted at her thought and shook her head, no she was supposed to be behaving and wearing something like that might not have been a good way to keep her behavior on the appropriate side. When she walked into the gym again she smiled as she saw Yann’s familiar form and made her way towards him. Without hesitation Sera threw her arms around his waist and leaned in close to whisper in his ear, you know, those clothes make you look soo sexy. How many girls did you have flock to you on your way here? I wouldn’t be surprised if you said more than ten, she teased as she stepped away and set her purse to the side of one of the mattresses and covered it with Yann’s jacket. Her gaze fell on her boyfriend and she refused to take it off of him, he was a sight that she wouldn’t mind taking in for the rest of her life. She took a seat on the floor and stretched a little, remembering from Physiology that stretching was always a good thing to do before any physical activity. So how’d you manage to escape daddy Simon? Luckily for her it hadn’t been too difficult, but then again she had been doing it for as long as she could remember and was pretty much a master at it. As she looked around the gym, she changed her stretching position into the splits and was pretty proud of herself for still being able to do them. When she was a child she had worked on getting them just because it looked like something cool to do, she had stopped doing them once she reached her third year at Vineheart and hadn’t done them since, but apparently it was all good for her. What kind of fun do we have in store for us today? Sera asked cheerfully as she finished up her last bit of stretching and stood, ready for whatever Yann had planned. [/blockquote] Tagged; Yann Outfit; HereLyrics; Faith Hill Notes; <3[/size][/center] |
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Post by yann on Oct 2, 2012 5:23:07 GMT -5
oh i, i just died in your arms tonight! [/FONT][/i] IT MUST'VE BEEN SOME KIND OF KISSIJUSTDIEDINYOURARMSTONIGHT,[/FONT] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font] tagged for SÉRAPHINE with 915 words[/i][/center] Yann could imagine that his father was probably trying to be all over the place at once, and it didn’t help that they still didn’t know who bugged the dorm. Sure the item in question had been one of their own, but that could mean a number of things, and his father was close to knocking some heads off. But at the same time, Yann had just spoken with a technitian on the phone who told him they were basically tracking the tracking devices, and they were close to finding out the culprit. That was good enough for him, and he’d take it any day of the week, which was why he was now in the gym and waiting for his princess to arrive. Simply thinking of her made him smile; the fact that she’d gone and dyed her hair was definitely one to be amused at, though he had feared, for a second, that she’d actually turned pink. Luckily for him, it was just black, and so he didn’t have to worry about seeing her in that monstrous colour all the time. Sure she looked good when she wore it as a dress, because of her skin tone and her hair colour, but the fact remained that he and pink didn’t mesh well, neither did he and Fifty Shades of Grey of course. The door opened behind him and he could feel the tension in his shoulders leave as she wrapped her arms around his waist. All Yann really wanted to do right now was lounge against one of the mattresses with her and not care about his father for a while. He was definitely fully of pent-up energy, but it wasn’t because he wasn’t doing anything, it was because he couldn’t have a normal life the way he wanted it to be. Girls tend to stay indoors when it’s raining, he responded, placing his hands over hers and turning his head to look at her with a smile, still not quite used to the change of hair colour, but getting better at it, So I have to disappoint you – you’re the only one flocking to me in this weather. His fingers gently caressed the skin of her hands before she gave him the slip and stepped away, and he sighed. If she was planning on being good, she was playing a different game altogether where he had the feeling she wanted him to chase her and she was strategically baiting him and drawing further away. Girls. No, wait, scratch that. Séra. That was better.
Watching her as she went into her stretching excercises, Yann decided it might NOT be the best idea to watch her all the way through, just for the sake of his own personal sanity. Her question had him smirking as he turned around to bring out one of the heavier mattresses, the thick ones onto which he could throw her if she’d want to go that far with their excercises today. I told him I needed to vent off some steam. Which is pretty close to the truth actually, just not the whole truth. So basically I used a white lie. What’s your excuse? It was a wonder she was even there right now, because of the amount of people Simon had poised all around her now, and he probably would have them still after he left. There was just no stopping the man once he started, and that was something. Yann stood on his toes and stretched as far as he could; because the ceiling was low in this small side-gym, he could touch it with his fingers if he did that, and balance himself there, which he did, concentrating on the way his body was moving and testing to see which muscles could give him the most problems today. It seemed they were all good on behaving, then again he’d treated them brutally in the morning with a two-hour run and then vigorous stretching excercises while he knew Séra would’ve been with his father, and thus protected enough to not need him there. Besides, he had needed to get himself moving if he wanted to show her anything today. Lowering himself back down onto his whole feet, Yann looked at the princess at her question, and smiled, stretching his arm out and beckoning to her. We’re going to be tossing you around a little eventually, he told her in the same cheerful voice that she was using; it imprinted back on him and he enjoyed spending time with her regardless, so he was always in a good mood. That is if you’ll feel like it. Right now though, I’d just like to see the way you hit. So come on over here and try to hit me. There was no way she’d be able to get a hit in on him right now anyway, so he was confident enough in letting her do it, besides he needed to first see how she went for a possible attacker to assess whether or not he had to actually start from below total scratch, total scratch, or just scratch. Simon was pretty thorough in the techniques he wanted his guards to know, and Yann was probably one of the best at the moment in the new generation, so his father could honestly be proud of him. Now the son was going to try and teach his girlfriend – who just so happened to also be a princess – to learn from him.
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Post by séraphine s. of luxembourg on Oct 3, 2012 1:10:57 GMT -5
Sera smiled as he seemed to visibly relax once her arms were around him. Yann had the same effect on her and even though she would rather his touch, just seeing him would give her more than enough reason to relax. Her gaze went around the gym and she took in the scenery. It was a lot smaller than she had expected, though she supposed it was perfect for them since they didn’t need that much room. She didn’t expect to see too many people around and she kind of had a feeling that since she had no idea that this gym even existed before Yann had mentioned it, that not too many others would know either. A snort escaped her when he mentioned that girls didn’t like to come out in the rain. Well for the most part he was right, but she knew a few girls herself included who loved the rain. Sera would spend every minute that she could in the rain, though most of the time she was pulled back inside so that she wouldn’t get sick and so that the public didn’t see the crazy actions of their crown princess. She couldn’t understand what the problem with enjoying what nature had to bring was such a bad thing, but the opinions on that were always varied and she decided a long time ago to just avoid that conversation all together. That may be true, but this girl loves to be out in the rain, she replied and offered him a grin as he turned to see her. The princess raised a brow when he said that she was the only one flocking to him in the weather and she smirked. Aww man and I was looking forward to sharing you, she teased and then paused for a moment and pursed her lips, oh well, I guess that means I get more one on one time with my lovely instructor. That of course would never be a bad thing for her as long as it was Yann. His light caress made her sigh lightly and very difficult to walk away from him, but she needed to put her stuff down. She was looking forward to what he was going to teach her and she was even more anxious about what kind of scenarios he’d put her in later on in the training. That she couldn’t think of though because she was supposed to be behaving and one of these days she was going to find a way to make him crazy enough to want to chase after her.
As she stretched she felt a few of her muscles pull and she could tell which ones hadn’t been given proper attention when she usually worked out. The princess noticed that her boyfriend wasn’t watching her stretch and a smirk grew on her face when she realized why that was. Good for him, he was always such a gentleman and she envied him for his self control and good judgment. Sera offered Yann a devious look when he asked what her excuse was and smiled. Well daddy Simon doesn’t even know that I left, but a few of my shadowers were informed that I was going to the salon. I even went and had one of my friends who wants to be a manicurist do my nails for me yesterday, so that way I have evidence. She was pretty sure that Simon was used to her slipping off without his knowing by now, but even if he did have guys watching after her, she liked to believe that she had given them the slip after she changed into her disguise. Whatever the case, she was sure she’d receive another lecture from her second father once he saw her again. Especially now that things were a little more risky for her. Sera watched as Yann stretched up onto his toes and her eyes widened slightly when she noticed how low the ceiling was. The princess knew her boyfriend was tall, but seeing him stretch like that made her feel even smaller than usual. She offered him an intrigued smile when he said that she’d be getting tossed around a little later on. That was something she was going to look forward to especially with the comfy looking mattresses scattered about the floor. Awesome. I think the last time I was tossed around was… she immediately thought about a certain ex bodyguard, but decided that she didn’t want to get into that conversation again, when I was still in cheerleading at Vineheart. Sera had been one of the flyers while still at the academy, though this type of throwing would be completely different. She loved his cheerful reply though and she hesitated for a moment when he told her to try and hit him. She understood his logic behind it, but she still didn’t like to hit anybody for any reason. Alright I’ll try, she replied as she thought about how she wanted to approach this. Sera didn’t want him to think she couldn’t hit because when it came to self preservation, she wanted to think she could at least hold her own. Though now after Sven she knew better than to believe that. The princess stepped closer to Yann and thought about how she felt when she was attacked. She wanted to show him how she handled that situation when she punched the jerk in the face. Once she achieved those feelings she pulled her arm back and swung at Yann hoping that she wouldn’t hit him. Please tell me I didn’t hurt you at all, she said as she opened her eyes. [/blockquote] Tagged; Yann Outfit; HereLyrics; Faith Hill Notes; <3[/size][/center] |
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Post by yann on Oct 3, 2012 12:14:10 GMT -5
oh i, i just died in your arms tonight! [/FONT][/i] IT MUST'VE BEEN SOME KIND OF KISSIJUSTDIEDINYOURARMSTONIGHT,[/FONT] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font] tagged for SÉRAPHINE with 949 words[/i][/center] Of course she’d love to be out in the rain, and she did so on a regular basis, making Yann go after her like an idiot and drag her right back inside before anyone saw what she was doing and the tabloids went crazy, or worse, before she caught a cold. Sera didn’t normally do sick, but at the same time, the few times he remembered that she’d been out of it because some illness or the other pulled her away from her duties, it had been pretty serious, so he was going to do his damnest to make sure she didn’t get sick on his watch. With the princess, it was pretty difficult though, because she seemed to believe she could dance all around in the rain and not have anybody notice her. With her new hair colour that could actually be plausible, but at the same time, that didn’t necessarily mean that some paparazzi or the other wouldn’t snap a picture and then make out some weird, totally screwed up story about it. Yann had nearly had a fit over the latest gossip stretching around, which was that the princess of Luxembourg was giving her bodyguards the slip more often than not to go partying. Didn’t he wish. The most she did was taunt him that she’d go, but Yann had also made it perfectly clear that he was going to be the first to drag her back, carrying her if he had to, and so she hadn’t actually done anything. Yet. I know that. I’m normally the one hollering at you or dragging your ass back inside, remember? he commented with a wry chuckle and a shake of his head, looking at her fondly with a smile. Whatever else, he loved her. Anything she would give him, he’d take. He snorted at her feigned sadness, and shook his head again, Sure, sure. I’ll buy that when I’m old and grey and you actually have to share me, with my wheelchair. He grinned and let her go do her own thing while he arranged the mattresses carefully. If things went well, he’d maybe allow her to pull him down onto one of those in a little trick he always loved doing in hand-to-hand combat. He was in a good mood today which meant she would probably be making the most of it, but he didn’t mind. He loved spending time with her, and now that his father was on campus, it was difficult to get any normal interaction in. Simon expected his son to be all prim and proper around the princess. It wasn’t up to Yann to blow that illusion right now. He needed to stay alive to survive the other tempest about their relationship.
Looking back to his girlfriend after his question, he had to laugh. Sure he doesn’t. I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t buy your salon excuse no more than I would. Your nails are always all proper and pretty. I hate to say this princess, but you’ll probably be listening to him going off after you get back. He was mildly amused, but also mostly satisfied that they managed to slip under the radar and spend some alone time together. It would be much better than all the other times they had to be so careful around each other recently. It was driving him insane. Then again, his father was driving him insane, and Yann wouldn’t put it past Simon to come looking for his son and sniffing out whether the princess was with him or not. For the time being though, he wouldn’t worry about it. He had more importat things to think about. Like, practicing with Séra. He gave her a reassuring smile at the being tossed about sentence, sensing what was behing the hesitation, and simply wishing he could erase that memory from her without a problem. But they hadn’t invented anything for that yet, so he’d have to work around it a little. Trust me, this won’t be anything like flying at Vineheart. But you’ll land on here so you won’t be too black and blue by the end of the day. He patted the mattress, and remembered his own first steps into hand-to-hand, when his father had basically had to tow him back home or possibly even carry him sometimes from exhaustion, and the bruises that always formed all over his body. Yann had long since grown immune to that kind of pain, and his skin tended to heal up easily. He bruised so much that healing up was definitely a plus. He would never hurt Séra though, so he would make sure to be gentle. He stood and waited for her to join him with a small smile on his face, eyeing the determination on hers as she seemed to be looking for the perfect mindset for this excercise. At the same time, he didn’t take his attention off the hand he knew she’d use to get to his face. She lunged, and Yann backed away with his face instantly, catching her hand with one of his, gently folding his fingers around it. You didn’t, but that was a nasty right hook, he told her in an amused fashion, but it would be good if you kept your eyes open when you hit. Just because. He released her hand, and corrected the way she held it for the punch. Keep your thumb in, or else you risk pushing it back and breaking it in the process, he told her, and when you swing, lunge with your whole upper body. Put force behind it. Try to hit my palm now. He showed her his open hand, and waited.
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Post by séraphine s. of luxembourg on Oct 3, 2012 23:36:20 GMT -5
Sera smirked at his reply to her enjoying being in the rain. She wasn’t going to lie, she liked when he had to come out and get her and she liked it even more when he chased after her. The rain was calming to her and she loved dancing in it, she couldn’t even explain why that was, but she really didn’t feel the need to figure it out either. It made her feel energized in some ways, but then again, so did seeing Yann in a wet shirt. Sometimes she purposely stood outside far enough away from where he was so that when he had to come and get her, he would surely get soaked. That she wouldn’t admit to him, or maybe she would later on. Sera could understand why he would chase after her though and she had to give him a lot of credit for always doing it. The tabloids loved her and she couldn’t really blame them either, she did have a very interesting life after all. And then there was the getting sick factor. Both she and Yann knew that when she got sick she was pretty much useless and for some reason she would always skip over the cold and go straight for the flu. Her body was a mystery sometimes which she supposed suited her well since she was pretty much a mystery all together. Oh I remember, believe me, she replied with a devious smile, what can I say? I love seeing you in a wet t-shirt. That or just seeing him wet all together, which reminded her that she needed to get him into the pool with her one of these days. Sera burst out laughing when he said that she’d have to share him with his wheelchair when they got old. That was totally adorable and she was having a hard time trying to control her laughter. After a couple of deep breaths she glanced up at him shaking her head, Ha, well if that’s the case then maybe I’ll make sure you’ll never need one, she replied simply. The princess was a science geek, so she would have no problem researching and finding a way to keep him from a wheelchair. Then again, we could have wheelchair races…that’d be pretty fun. She could just picture them racing down the hallways of the palace in wheelchairs. The servants would think they were crazy or something, but that would bother the princess one bit. She figured that she was already conditioning them for that very instance. It felt amazing to be alone with her boyfriend for once, Simon seemed to be keeping them at a distance and she didn’t like it one bit. Do you think your dad’s catching on to us? I mean we’re barely together anymore…I don’t like it. Sure she refused to go back to her own dorm room and chose to stay with her boyfriend, but for all Simon could’ve known they could’ve found an air mattress or something and set it up in the room. Not that she would allow that either, she liked being in Yann’s arms and her nightmares seemed to stay away when she was with him.
It wasn’t really a surprise to hear Yann telling her that Simon wasn’t likely to buy into her salon excuses anymore. Well that was fine, she’d figure something out eventually. I guess I’ll have to figure something out that both of you will believe then…and I’m glad you noticed my nails. I got rainbow leopard print this time, she said with a smile as she extended her hands out for him to see the designs that took her friend a long time to perfect. Sera had to agree with him though when he said that she would have a lecture awaiting her return. I kind of new that already, I mean how many times have I gotten the same lecture? I could probably recite the whole thing to you right now…besides maybe I enjoy making him feel the need to lecture me. Though in reality she just put up with his lectures, she was never a fan of listening to them and usually found a way to let it go through one ear and out the other. She nodded with a small smile when he said that the flying wouldn’t be the same as when she was a cheerleader. Oh good, I’d hate to have to explain the reason behind the newest trend of bruised skin she teased. The last time she had bruises they lasted a long time and took forever to go away. Which left her to the confines of her palace and though they palace grounds were extensive, she longed to be outside. Her parents wouldn’t allow it though and they were right in keeping her inside. The tabloids would’ve been all over her if they saw her bruises and then unwanted gossip would end up going out about the truth behind it all. When Yann confirmed that she didn’t hurt him she felt better and smirked when he said that she had a nasty right hook. Well that was good to know and it also explained what allowed her to get a few seconds head start away from her attacker. Good, I didn’t want to hurt you, she replied softly and smiled at how he seemed amused by all of this. Sera nodded in response to his saying that she needed to keep her eyes open for obvious reasons and she would do that from now on. She watched as he fixed her hand into the proper form for a punch, thumb in, got it. The princess tilted her head as she listened to the rest of his instructions and pursed her lips, lunge with my upper body, so kind of like the guys in fencing then? She asked bringing her gaze up to his eyes. Are you sure I won’t hurt you Yanni? What if I miss? [/blockquote] Tagged; Yann Outfit; HereLyrics; Faith Hill Notes; <3[/size][/center] |
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Post by yann on Oct 4, 2012 5:57:24 GMT -5
oh i, i just died in your arms tonight! [/FONT][/i] IT MUST'VE BEEN SOME KIND OF KISSIJUSTDIEDINYOURARMSTONIGHT,[/FONT] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font] tagged for SÉRAPHINE with 837 words[/i][/center] Really, he was half-starting to believe that the one reason why she kept on running into the rain was because she loved seeing him run after her, but if he didn’t know Séra any better, he’d actually think about it that way too. As it happened, he just lived in content bliss of not knowing. Not knowing was the key really, and he certainly didn’t think it was beyond him to guess or anything, but he didn’t want to. Whatever the hell she did was her thing, and it was his job to allow her to do it ... to a certain extent. Most often, he would definitely be the one rushing out and ahead to whatever she was up to, grabbing her and half-tossing her over his shoulder if she didn’t cooperate. Luckily for him, she tended not to give him too many aneurysms for the time being. It was definitely not worth having a brain vessel pop all over just because it could. Rolling his eyes at her apparent admission, Yann simply shook his head. Incorrigible, that’s what you are. I would say something else but given the fact you’re so prone on taking everything to a more ... inappropriate direction, I rather won’t. Besides, he kind of wanted to keep his own piece of sanity really, and he didn’t need Séra doing anything beyond what she was up to right now. She was crazy enough to go get her hair dyed to a colour so dark that even her own mother wold never recognize her if she didn’t look twice. Who knew how crazy she really could be? Wheelchair races do NOT sound fun to me at all, he complained with a playfully horror struck expression on his face, you do realise that this means I’ll always have to lose right? If you don’t win you get so cranky like you’ve never had chocolate in your life. He pouted playfully, giving her a small laugh and a shake of his head. It was easy to be himself around her, now that she knew he loved her. So, so easy. At her question though, he took a deep breath, wondering the same thing. No idea. I hope not, but honestly ... I can’t tell. Sometimes, he gives me a look like he knows exactly what I’m thinking, and then other times he’s so blatantly blind that it scares me. I don’t know. He honestly hoped Simon wasn’t up to something behind their backs. It would NOT end well for any of them if he was, and Yann certainly didn’t want to feel threatened by his own father.
Right now though, he didn’t want to worry about him anymore. He was more worried about Séra’s excuses. Princess, I swear, saying those kind of things brings out the fact that I’ll NEVER believe anything else you say, he responded in a grumble and with a sigh. Simon could believe whatever – Yann was a bit trickier because he knew the princess a bit better than his father did, having been with her through thick and thin already, to be sure. He did smile at her nails though, because only Séra could get a leopard print rainbow nailpolish done or whatever the heck it was called. He didn’t know and he didn’t need to know, it wasn’t something he absolutely needed for his existence. Chuckling when she mentioned the lecture, he shrugged his shoulders, I can’t honestly help you there. I know the lecture myself, but I haven’t had to listen to it for years now. Maybe because I’m always around when YOU get to hear it so dad doesn’t think I need to hear it on my own. It’s almost insane really. He shook his head again and sighed, before they went into their first little excercise of the afternoon. His hold on her fist was gentle, but still firm so that she couldn’t get through to his face. He was amused at the fact that she’d closed her eyes, but he did understand her. He nodded at her question, Something like that. Thing is, if you push a lot of weight into your punch, and if you lounge with your upper body, everyone likes to take a step backwards, and you gain monumentom that way. He smiled at her worry and quickly leaned in to kiss the tip of her nose. I’ve been doing these excercises since I was old enough to hold a pencil; I’m pretty sure you can’t hurt me, and even so, what’s one more bruise? He patted his open palm with his free hand, I just want to feel your force on my skin before I get the glove. The glove won’t let me feel a thing and I need to know what I’m working with. But don’t worry too much; I’ll make sure to catch your hand if it goes in a direction I don’t want it to. His smile was reassuring as he waited for her to throw the next punch.
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Post by séraphine s. of luxembourg on Oct 5, 2012 1:07:20 GMT -5
Now that they both admitted their feelings for each other and became girlfriend and boyfriend, Yann was starting to surprise the hell out of her even more so. She wasn’t even sure if that was possible, but she liked it none the less. He was definitely right about her mind usually ending up in the inappropriate direction whenever something could be taken the other way, but she had Kalli to blame for that, well maybe not just Kalli, Auggie tended to be like that as well. Which was why she had to always be on her toes when it came to speaking around him because he’d always find some way to make her words sound dirty. The princess put on her pout face and looked at him making sure to give him her big blue eyed stare as well. Oh come on Yanni! I promise I’ll behave, what were you going to say? Tell me…please. He had her interest now and she was going to constantly be thinking about it until he revealed what it was he was going to say. Though she was sure it had to have been something interesting since he was preventing them from going into an inappropriate situation. When they got to the wheelchair conversation though, she had to disagree with him. Sera would thoroughly enjoy racing around the palace and she was sure that sometime in the future she could map out some kind of course for that kind of event. She had to laugh at his playful expression of horror though and rolled her eyes. Nonsense, I don’t always have to win and I hate to tell you this, but you’ve been winning a whole hell of a lot more than I’ve been lately, this was mostly because she liked to think that she was letting him. The princess smirked at his cranky comment and tilted her head slightly, am I really that bad when I’m crabby? I assure you, I try not to be that way, but apparently she wasn’t trying hard enough if she got that way. A frown grew on her lips when Yann said that he didn’t know what his father was up to, this didn’t bode too well for them. Her frown didn’t last too long though because she automatically came up with a diabolical plan. Sounds to me like we need to do a bit of recon and you know what that means? I’ll finally get to use my catsuit! Sera couldn’t even remember where or for what reason she had bought that thing, but if she was going to play the part to spy on daddy Simon, then she wanted to look proper too.
Her gaze fell upon Yann as he spoke and she gave him one of her looks that translated into ‘oh really?’. For some things she could understand what he was saying, but it wasn’t like she was planning on pulling some kind of disappearing stunt on him just for the hell of it. The princess always had a purpose to her slipping away from the guards and she mostly wanted to stay as close to Yann as possible, so he didn’t really have anything to worry about. Never believe anything? So does that mean you won’t believe me when I say that I love you? She replied teasingly and shook her head lightly, it’s a shame really, because I have a really great way of saying it too. When it came to Simon though, she really needed to figure out something else to tell him that would give him reason to believe her. Especially now that he seemed to be keeping her and her boyfriend separated from each other, so having Yann back her up wouldn’t be as easy anymore. Sera laughed thinking about the lecture Simon would soon be giving her as soon as she stepped foot in the residence hall. Ah, but you enjoy it as much as I do. We’re going to have to tell him to come up with something different because his speech isn’t working too well. She said with a devious tone and a smile. Listening intently to his instructions, Sera nodded and practiced the motion slowly. But if you want to hit somebody you don’t want them to back away. So isn’t it better to catch them off guard? The princess couldn’t understand why having the opponent step back was a good thing other than the fact that they were one step further away. Oh well. It didn’t surprise her to hear that Yann had been trained and fighting since he was a child, it was kind of needed in his line of profession. Plus he had Simon and she couldn’t picture the man wanting his son to know anything less than whatever was needed for self-defense. A giggle escaped her as she made reference to what she had said earlier about setting a new trend with bruises, oh I see how it is, you just want to be the trendsetter. Her tone was light and teasing as she remembered a certain conversation they had about his being a fashion icon. Looks like you’re becoming a fashion icon after all. I knew you could do it; all it took was a little influence, she said cheerfully. Sera nodded and gave him a small smile in reply to his reassuring one. Okay, but believe me I’m weak sauce. She closed her eyes for a moment to get back into her newly acquired zone and opened them again when she was focused. Making sure to do exactly what he said, Sera lunged with her upper body and brought her fist directly to his open hand. Better? Her fist stung a little from the contact, but she wasn’t about to show him that punching his hand hurt. She wanted to keep learning so that she could become partly ninja too. [/blockquote] Tagged; Yann Outfit; HereLyrics; Faith Hill Notes; <3[/size][/center] |
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Post by yann on Oct 5, 2012 6:08:41 GMT -5
oh i, i just died in your arms tonight! [/FONT][/i] IT MUST'VE BEEN SOME KIND OF KISSIJUSTDIEDINYOURARMSTONIGHT,[/FONT] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font] tagged for SÉRAPHINE with 837 words[/i][/center] One thing was certain, there was absolutely no way for him to deny the attraction to the princess now that it was all out in the open. Normally, he would have definitely not been this open with her about stuff, but she just brought it all out, she made him open up like that by being free and bubbly herself, and it was just a natural reaction of his own psyche. Yann tended to gravitate towards her more often than not, but he was also finding that holding his own in this relationship was going to work better if he definitely made sure that she didn’t see all his weaknesses at once. She knew most of them already anyway, they weren’t that hard to guess – if anything should ever happen to her, then things would go downhill for her bodyguard as well, it was almost like a devotion to a deity, but at the same time, it wasn’t, because she was a real person. Yann simply cared about her all that much. He smirked in her direction when she turned the full force of her inquisitive powers on him, and shook his head, I think not. Maybe if I keep you in the dark a while longer, you’ll stick around long enough to hear it. He smiled gently in her direction, though thinking about possibly racing her in wheelchairs was SO not his piece of cake. However, the winning part he could deal with. Sure I have, but that’s only because you kind of let me, he countered right back. It felt like they were playing a game of tennis or something, and that meant that the ball just kept on moving, I’ll probably have to do something about that soon, who knows. But his expression was one of serene peace, the kind that only came about when you were with someone you truly cared about. If Séra had any doubts whatsoever about Yann’s feelings, she only had to look at his face, and everything would be revealed. And no of course you’re not, he assured her, right bfore she assaulted him with mental images of her in a catsuit. BAD idea. Ugh, please no, my father’ll have a heart attack for sure, he laughed, but only half-heartedly. Simon wouldn’t have been the only one, duh.
He returned her ‘oh really?’ look with one of his more exasperated ones that could translate into ‘you’re going overboard’. They had a unique way of communicating without words, and really, he was surprised that no one else had figured out just how much they cared about each other when Yann was so afraid it was blatantly obvious. He didn’t understand why though, but he would take it. Well ... I can always be persuaded by your superior motives when you try to convince me to believe you, he told her with a barely-contained smile, but the corners of his lips turned upwards regardless of it all. It was impossible to really stay serious around the princess, and he honestly didn’t want to. It was bad enough that he had to keep his poker face on now that his father was around. Simon did NOT need to sniff at this any more than he already was, there was no way in heck that he’d allow anything similar to an exposure happen. Yann would see to it that it didn’t, even if he had to blatantly lie to his father about it, though he wouldn’t be happy ... at all. So he hoped it wouldn’t come to it. Looking at Séra, he shook his head, I actually don’t, contrary to what you might think. I’ve heard enough of his lectures to last me a lifetime. He did know that Simon tended to go overboard with his lectures, and always repeated himself, but with this princess? Yeah, repetition was kind of necessary. At her question, he returned to his teacher mode. Well, technically, but the thing is, when you’re fighting, you’re not planning on landing as many hits on your opponent as you can at once, he explained patiently, you want to back him up and corner him. You have to gain ground. If you lunge forward and he or she moves back, you’ve gained ground, so you can then push them backwards in a direction you like. That’s the whole point. True though, some people just don’t want to budge and then you get broken noses and stuff like that. He was patient with her about this, because if she asked questions, then it meant she was curious and she wanted to understand, which was a good thing all in all. And no I’m not, I kind of go with the flow and let you do all the work. You seem to be doing just fine, he teased, playfully tugging on a strand of her hair, smiling. He gave her an encouraging nod and held his open palm ready as she went for the hit, and he was impressed and proud when she managed it on the first try. Not bad. You’ve got some force, but it can be improved. Besides, you kind of don’t need to punch a guy’s face – I’ll do that for you after you kick him between the legs. He chuckled. Now try and repeat the stance I’m about to take. He bent his knees a little, lifting both his arms and putting himself in a beginning sort of boxing position. I want to see you stand like this, because now I know how strong you are, I want to find your strongest point, which is probably balance – so I need to see you stand.
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Post by séraphine s. of luxembourg on Oct 7, 2012 1:02:45 GMT -5
There was no question that the princess of Luxembourg loved Yann. So there would be no way conceivable that she’d ever feel the need to leave him. If anything she’d want to be with him more, though they were basically together all of the time. It was one of the great things about his profession; for the most part he was right there with her. Now all she had to do was figure out how to drag him into the lingerie stores with her. When she could accomplish that she’d probably feel like she’d be able to conquer the world. There was no need to worry over that though, she had everything planned out for her next attempt and hopefully she’d be able to at least have him walk into the store with her. Sera decided that she’d be willing to take what she could get bit by bit and in no time she’d be able to try things on in front of him. Not that she hadn’t tried that already, he was just too much of a gentleman to take a look and for that she had to give him a lot of credit because not many guys she knew would be willing to do something that difficult. With a light frown she hugged him tighter, pleassse Yanni? You already have me and I have no intention of leaving you. I must know or it’s going to drive me crazy. Sera rolled her eyes as she tried to prevent a smile from growing on her face. Well I only want to make you feel good about yourself; I mean my destroying you in basically everything is getting boring, she teased. Sera knew that he could out do her in almost everything and that he was more than likely allowing her to win. The princess was competitive by nature, but when it came to anything that was sport related or required hand-eye coordination, she pretty much sucked. She snickered at his reply, you have me intrigued, I can’t wait. With that she gifted him with one of his most favorite mischievous looks of hers and patted him on the back. As for spying on Simon, the princess laughed. Well if you’re not in, I guess I’ll be doing some recon on my own, she replied with a shrug, I don’t think I could ever scare daddy Simon silly, so I’m sure he’ll be fine.
Sera loved their wordless conversations and it made things so much easier when they were in public. All she had to do was give him a look and everything that she had to say was easily recognizable to him. She hoped that Simon hadn’t caught on to their conversations because then she’d need to figure out a new way of communication. It made her glad to know that she had power over him when it came to persuasion. That seemed to be one of her greatest powers over practically everybody and she would continually use it. Oh you can? I’ll be sure to remember that, she said cheerfully and smiled largely as he fought to contain his own. Sera couldn’t blame her boyfriend for not enjoying his father’s speeches because he was bound to hear them all of the time at home and then whenever he had to follow her and she received one. I’d love to lecture him one of these days. Maybe we should come up with a lecture of our own! Just the thought of giving Simon a lecture made her grin, she could totally see his face as she paced in front of him with a serious expression. As Yann answered her question, Sera listened intently and nodded as he spoke. Gaining ground and cornering people sounded good to her as long as it meant that they’d get away from her. I understand. Yanni? Thank you for doing this… She was really thankful that he was willing to teach her all of this because she was pretty sure that she wouldn’t have learned it otherwise. After everything that had happened, she wanted to at least be able to say that she knew some self-defense. Even if it was just the basics. The princess smirked, Yann would never admit anything about being a fashion icon, but she knew he was a lot better at it then he thought. Alright I get it, I’ll keep your secret safe. You’re a closet fashion icon...And I barely help you anymore. You’ve got great taste; the only thing I would say was that you need to wear your favorite shade of pink more often, she replied playfully as she brushed a strand of hair from her face. Sera beamed when she realized she had actually hit his hand like she was supposed to and that it didn’t miss. The princess grimaced though at the thought of kicking a guy in between his legs, it was just not a pretty sight. Ummm I hope we’re not practicing that one. I’m definitely not willing to do that one… She nodded when he told her to mimic the stance he was showing her and she watched carefully. Once she felt that she had the same position as him, she smiled and punched the air playfully. He was right in guessing that she would be very good with balance, she had yoga to thank for that. The constant practice of that was surprisingly really helpful and at first she never realized it. Okay. So you don’t think my right hook it my strong point? She teased knowing that that was far from being anything close to resembling strong. [/blockquote] Tagged; Yann Outfit; HereLyrics; Faith Hill Notes; <3[/size][/center] |
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Post by yann on Oct 7, 2012 4:36:11 GMT -5
oh i, i just died in your arms tonight! [/FONT][/i] IT MUST'VE BEEN SOME KIND OF KISSIJUSTDIEDINYOURARMSTONIGHT,[/FONT] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font] tagged for SÉRAPHINE with 976 words[/i][/center] Yann loved Séra to bits and pieces. It was pretty obvious to anyone except his father and some other certain individuals, though Yann would be willing to bet that Esther was in on this even though he hadn’t told his mother a thing. There was just no way to escape her knowin gaze, though. But his extent of love only went that far; the one thing he was pretty adamant about were lingerie stores, because, one, he didn’t trust anyone else around the princess when she was in there, two, he was more comfortable when the few female guards they had went in with her and three, because he didn’t trust himself in there either. It was probably one of the few things he honestly couldn’t accomplish yet. He was sure that if they stayed together for longer than just to be a passing thing, he would eventually be able to go shopping with her for anything she’d want, but right now? It was a huge test on his control to just get her there and not imagine what she was trying on. Yann liked to think of himself as a gentleman, and Simon had definitely raised him as such, but at the same time, he was starting to pop at the seams and he didn’t know how much longer he could last. At least he knew that she loved him back though. That kind of helped with any awkwardness he might have felt. He smirked when she hugged herself close, and lightly rolled his eyes, messing her hair up, All in due time. Right now we’re here to practice, remember? His eyes sparkled briefly and mischeviously, then his smile turned to the one he saved for her when they were alone. You make me feel good just by accepting who I am, he told her simply, shrugging his shoulders. He didn’t need anything more than that. Sera was basically giving him the world simply by loving him back, as she was now. Giving her a look, Yann didn’t really believe the last words. You wouldn’t believe. He’s not getting any younger, you know. I swear a mouse’ll run up to him someday and he’ll be so tense he’ll shoot the poor thing on accident.
The man was worried his father might spontaneously combust one of the coming days, and he wasn’t even going to notice, too caught-up with whatever protection detail he was on at the time. But of course it was easy to forget about everything else when talking to his favourite princess, and so Yann chuckled softly, giving Séra an indulgent look and a shake of his head before their conversation returned to Simon once again. Imagining her giving his father a lecture was actually beyond hilarious. You do realize that if that happens I’m probably going to be assigned outer fence duty from now until ... you turn eighty? he commented, hiding the amusement as best as he could, though it didn’t quite work out the way he might’ve planned it. He had to face it, Séra was one of the only people who could make him laugh like this, so easily, without even really trying. It was one of the things she was definitely good at, and he would give her that, any time. Explaining about the plan behind what he was telling her didn’t take much time for her to grasp, and Yann paused when she made his name a question. Yes? Her thanks made him smile a softer smile this time around. You’re welcome, princess. Not that you’ll ever need to really use this but ... better safe than sorry. And sorry was DEFINITELY how anyone would feel if they managed to place a hand on Séra in the wrong way while Yann was around, or even if he wasn’t and if he got wind of it somehow. Honestly, he wasn’t joking when he said he’d probably kill someone for her. He’d been yay close to just going after Sven himself, but deciding that Simon would be better off in dealing with that piece of dirt was a better decision. Yann had never seen his father so livid, and he hadn’t even given the man all the details – just enough so that Simon could use it against Sven. He pulled a face at the pink comment, sighing, Sure. Maybe I’ll dress up as the pink Power Ranger for Halloween this year. He rolled his eyes playfully, and then gave the princess an amused look. We’re not doing it, you silly thing. Do you see any other practice dummy in here instead of me? I plan on being able to walk out of here without having to visit the emergency room. His attention then went to how he was standing, so he would be able to see whether she could mirror it. He straightened as she went into position, and walked a little to the side to see how she was doing. Noticing her punch, he hid a smile. Keep your hands to yourself for now, princess. He lightly tapped her back foot, Bend this one a little bit more. If I got to you here you’d fall flat on your face, the leg’s too tense. At her question, he grinned at her from his position at her side, Maybe not yet. Your strongest point right now is your balance, you can keep a guy much taller and much heavier than you dancing around you, to wear him out, if only you keep on your feet. You have to keep moving. You’re lithe, and fast, and it’s good if you recognize you can’t actually break anything by hitting with your hands or legs. That means your only other option is to run. If you can’t run, then you try to wear your opponent down and try not to get cornered.
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Post by séraphine s. of luxembourg on Oct 8, 2012 0:46:25 GMT -5
The princess smirked when her lovely boyfriend still would not give her an answer. She was starting to think about getting him back after their little lesson. Sera was sure his reasoning behind it was perfectly reasonable and she would most likely agree with him, but on secretly. His sly ways of avoiding telling her things was pretty awesome and making her gain patience instead of lose it. She could proudly say that even with some of the innuendos that always popped into her head; she hadn’t jumped him or acted as crazy as the strip tease since then. It was difficult; she was constantly fighting herself from doing something that could potentially scare him away because that was one thing she’d never want to do. Ever. With a light sigh the princess released her grip around him, but stood on her toes and whispered into his ear, Oh yea, I almost forgot because you keep distracting me. Sera smiled to herself and ran her lips lightly down his neck before backing away and gracefully sliding around him to face him. Just because she had promised that she was going to behave didn’t mean that she couldn’t flirt, she just couldn’t go Kalli crazy. The princess couldn’t help but smile back when he offered her a smile she only saw him use when they were together. Well it’s not very hard to do, you’re an amazing person, she replied sincerely as she played with a strand of her hair. She felt more than just that, but she didn’t want to overdo it. Sometimes though she just couldn’t help it, she loved him that much. Trying to keep everything serious in front of Simon was starting to get pretty difficult as well; she wasn’t sure how much longer she could pull it off without tipping him off. At the look Yann gave her she gave him an innocent look and a small smile, maybe you should teach him some of the yoga and meditation that I taught you. The princess swore by that stuff, she could truly say that after Yann of course, yoga and meditation were the next best things that kept her calm and collected. A laugh escaped her when he said that he’d be assigned fence duty if she gave Simon a lecture of her own. The princess would make sure that that would never happen, but even if it did, she’d be out there with him. No need to worry there, I wouldn’t let him do that. Though if he did I have nothing against hanging out there with you. After all, what better way to work on my tan and whose going to bring you the hat you usually forget that will prevent you from going bleach blonde? Sera liked teasing him about turning into a towhead because she knew he wasn’t a fan, though she found him attractive either way.
Sera loved that Yann was starting to lose his poker face when around her. Most of the time she could see through it anyways, but being able to see his emotions and feelings this clearly was amazing. His attempt to hide his amusement was cute and because he was trying so hard and not doing too well, she pretended like she couldn’t see it. Their lesson seemed to be going pretty well so far and Sera felt like if she had to, she could go out and defend herself already. It might not have been the case in reality, but just having Yann work with her for the short period of time made her feel confident. She nodded in agreement with him when he said that she hopefully wouldn’t need to defend herself. Even with her new found confidence, she didn’t want to even think about what kind of situation would leave her to defend herself. Very true, but at least now if we ever have a wrestling match, I might have a chance of holding my own. As if that would ever happen, but teasing him about something like that sounded appealing anyways. Besides, Yann would have her pinned within the first few seconds; the princess had no doubt about that. As the conversation about his most favorite color and being a fashion icon came up, Sera had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. Keeping a straight face for this was definitely not working like she wanted it to, so she gave up and gave into her laughter. Just the thought of her boyfriend in the pink power ranger costume kept her going and by the time she had finally gained some sort of control over herself, she had tears in her eyes from laughing so hard. So you’re going for the sexy look this year huh? I like it, so who do I get to be then? The princess let out a sigh of relief when he confirmed that they wouldn’t be doing any kicking between the legs. Honestly she wouldn’t have been able to do it to anybody even if they were threatening her, it was just too mean for her. Good because I have no intention of ever hurting you there and a visit to the ER doesn’t sound too appealing right now. I mean if we had to take you there who would keep daddy Simon distracted enough to allow me to be mischievous? Yann was amazing when it came to keeping his father distracted whether he knew that or not, but the girl would take the opportunity to do whatever she deemed necessary when it was given to her. Her eyes followed him as he walked to the side of her once she was in position. She rolled her eyes lightly when he told her to keep her hands to herself for now. Those last two words were key though, I’ll try…you’re making it very difficult to do, she complained with a wink. With a nod Sera fixed her back leg and bent it. For some reason though, she felt the need to bounce lightly back and forth on the balls of her feet like she had seen some guys do in movies. Definitely wouldn’t want that, she replied not wanting to think about how she’d look after she fell on her face. Her attention went back to Yann as he started speaking again and everything he said was making perfect sense. Right, so what would I do if I couldn’t stay on my feet? Kind of like…you know… Sera didn’t really want to go there, but she needed to know what she could’ve done. [/blockquote] Tagged; Yann Outfit; HereLyrics; Faith Hill Notes; <3[/size][/center] |
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Post by yann on Oct 8, 2012 5:09:45 GMT -5
oh i, i just died in your arms tonight! [/FONT][/i] IT MUST'VE BEEN SOME KIND OF KISSIJUSTDIEDINYOURARMSTONIGHT,[/FONT] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font] tagged for SÉRAPHINE with 956 words
It’s totally a ploy for some more body contact btw <3[/i][/center] One thing was certain, he was definitely going to pay for this, there was no other way to describe the feeling of déjà vu that he got when the princess gave him that slow smile of hers. Yes, he’d be paying for it. Dearly, probably. Not that he minded, whatever punishment she could think of he’d take, as long as it didn’t mean separation for an unknown period of time. That was probably the only threat that would have him spilling his guts almost literally out because he didn’t want to think about being anywhere but beside her even though she might not want him there. He let go of a shuddering breath as her lips touched his neck and went down, forcing his body to stay calm. No. He wasn’t going to give in to this. She was definitely a lot calmer now after their talk over the Kalli-induced incident, but at the same time, he didn’t trust her enough to be completely off-guard. Then again he was honestly being stupid, so Auggie kept telling him, but Yann just wasn’t like his friend. He wanted this to be different than any relationship she might have had before, and he certainly didn’t want to be labelled as someone who just wanted to get in bed with the princess of Luxembourg, though he doubted she’d see it that way. Well, I hope I’m a good distraction then, he said once he was sure his voice wasn’t going to break or do anything equally stupid. His smile widened at her praise, and he simply shrugged his shoulders. Whether he was or not, it was irrelevant, to him the only thing that mattered was that she knew he loved her, and that was it. So long as she knew that, then everything was fine. As for his father ... Yeah, no thanks. He’s crazy enough without the additional craziness of meditation. He’d start seeing ghosts all around, and we can’t have that. But fence duty did seem fun if she’d be there. Like he’d let you go anywhere near if I was grounded that way – but yes, we mustn’t forget my hat. He hated it when his hair got all platinum from the sun, it gave him an unnatural look which didn’t suit him at all, or so he thought.
Keeping up a poker face around Séra was becoming too difficult, and so he was just dropping the act altogether. She knew now that he loved her, so there was no real reason to keep it hidden from her anymore, though he struggled enough when his father was around, but Simon wasn’t allowed to see the depth of his son’s emotions right now. Or ever, if he had his way, though he knew the Krier family leader would sniff something out sooner rather than later. He had a knack for things like that, and definitely a nose to prove it. All the same, when they were alone, Yann wanted the princess to understand just how much he cared about her, and that he would never let anyone hurt her ever again. At her comment though, he had to roll his eyes. Trust her to think about things like that. Sure, sure. Then again, I’d probably just let you win anyway and be done with it. Save myself the trouble. He flashed her a grin at the thought, though he would probably have a hard time keeping his own hands off her if it came down to it. Yann didn’t have that much of a self control, as much as he wanted to pretend he did, and so the only way to keep himself sane and their relationship semi-normal was to make sure there was some form of distance between them until the last dam broke. It was pretty close to cracking already, with lines visible all over, and he knew that if the princess got a whiff of his weakness, she’d just double the assault. Her laughter made him smile as well, though at her question, he shrugged, You’re all in for black this season, how about black Power Ranger to match? No one would ever know the difference. As if. The fact that the pink Ranger sported broad shoulders would definitely not get lost on anyone, nope, of course not, but it was nice to joke around all the same. He was definitely glad she wasn’t in the mood for an ER stunt, because that would have ruined his plans for their little lesson since he’d have been unable to teach her, and so he grinned, Good. But hey, my dad doesn’t need more distractions from you, the only thing that’ll lead to is you being locked in your room. Do you remember what happened last time? Simon had indulged her behaviour for a while, and then decided he’d had enough and made sure she stayed the rest of the afternoon right in her room, and that was about it. He ignored her dubious comment and focused on how she was standing, correcting her stance where he thought was necessary, particularly the back leg, and watched as she bounced on the balls of her feet. That’s good, he told her, and at her question looked up from where he was kneeling to her side. Well there are a few ways – I can show you if you want. You’ll understand better than if I just tell you. besides, practice makes perfect. He stood, placing a hand on one of her arms as he did so to make sure the downpour of blood didn’t cause him to topple over. It had happened once before, weirdly enough since he was perfectly healthy, but he wasn’t about to take his chances again.
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Post by séraphine s. of luxembourg on Oct 9, 2012 2:47:04 GMT -5
Well Yann could rest assured that he was indeed a good distraction. One of which the princess would welcome at any time no matter what she was doing or had planned. It just worked out that way and she was happy to admit it to anybody, well maybe not their parents, but that was a whole other story. Still, if it meant that they could stay together then she would reveal their secret in a heartbeat. It’s just that her parents had a problem with royalty marrying commoners. Now the king and queen may not have seen Yann and the rest of his family that way, but if for one second they suspected something beyond what was supposed to be his caring for her, in the bodyguard sort of way, they would flip. Sera wasn’t really sure where they had picked up such snootiness from, especially since on almost every other matter they were their usual down to earth, kind souled selves. The princess smiled as she watched the effect she had on him and she could tell he was having a hard time keeping it together. She had promised herself that she’d be patient with him because he was bound to break at some point and then when he did, it’d be her turn to make him wait. Though the waiting wouldn’t last too long since she wouldn’t be able to handle going too long of a time without doing anything that he was finally ready for. That all depends. I’m going to have to think about it, she replied lightheartedly as she brought a finger to her lips and touched them gently. With a small laugh, the princess nodded in agreement with what he had said about his father being crazy enough, but that still didn’t mean that he should avoid meditation. Aww, I think daddy Simon could totally pull off being Qui-gon Jinn. I thought that was how he got everything done in the first place, she teased and raised a brow as she looked up at him. Sera snorted when Yann had said that Simon wouldn’t let her anywhere near him if he was being punished. Tell me my love, when have I ever allowed daddy Simon to prevent me from doing something? I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve, plus I could always say that I needed to bring you the hat my oh so lovely ex roommate left you, her oh so charming crush. Simon had to know about Casey’s crush on Yann and if he didn’t well, that would make for an awesome conversation. She could just picture him laughing his ass off because poor Yann had caught the attention of someone like Casey.
Sera sort of regretted mentioning wrestling with him because now those mental images wouldn’t leave her head. She was supposed to be behaving and all that was happening was these pictures bombarding her mind and making her feel the need to get a little crazy like before. No, that wasn’t going to happen and she was going to stay strong in order to carry out her little plan. How long that plan would last before she blew it was anybody’s guess especially if she kept unintentionally setting herself up for failure. The princess wasn’t really sure how she would feel about him letting her win in that situation, mainly because a whole bunch of scenarios played out in her mind and though she liked every one of them, they wouldn’t work with her plans. Now now, what fun would that be? I thought you were always in for a little bit of trouble… Sera was always in for trouble and even though she had toned it down a bit to give her boyfriend a break, she still felt the urges to go out and do something ridiculous. A smirk made its way onto her lips at the mention of her being in for black this season. It was true, when she had went to get her hair done she wasn’t really sure what she wanted and told her stylist to make her look different. She hadn’t expected to walk out with black hair, but it seemed to suit her well so she was happy with it. Oh perfect! See! And you say you know nothing about fashion, Mr. pink and black Power Rangers. What two colors go better together than pink and black? Well she had an idea, it happened to be red and black, but she was a little biased since red happened to be her favorite color. But for the sake of teasing him she remained silent with that idea. Sera snickered again when he said that Simon didn’t need any more distractions, which was pretty much true, but that was what Yann was for. Well see, that’s why I can’t send you to the ER. You need to be there so you can keep him busy for me and of course I remember. That was the time I escaped my cell via the balcony and snuck off to my usual spot. After she finished her sentence her eyes grew wide and she covered her mouth with her hands. Oops I wasn’t supposed to tell you that…don’t get any ideas, if you find some way to prevent me from escaping I’ll just find another, she said playfully though she was completely serious about the last part. The princess was never a fan of being locked up which was why she’d never make a good Disney princess. Most of them ended up getting locked away for some reason and if that had ever happened to Sera, she’d either find a way to escape or physically combust from boredom. She offered her boyfriend a small smile when he approved of her bouncing on her feet, but stopped when he went to answer her question. After less than a moment’s thought she shrugged her shoulders lightly, okay sure. Where do you want me? On the mat? And in what position? Sera closed her eyes and mentally kicked herself for asking something that could be taken in a completely different way. Damn her and her dirty mind and damn Kalli and Auggie for helping her improve it. [/blockquote] Tagged; Yann Outfit; HereLyrics; Faith Hill Notes; Bahaha she's trying so hard to behave and is totally failing xD. <3[/size][/center] |
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Post by yann on Oct 9, 2012 5:15:23 GMT -5
oh i, i just died in your arms tonight! [/FONT][/i] IT MUST'VE BEEN SOME KIND OF KISSIJUSTDIEDINYOURARMSTONIGHT,[/FONT] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/font] tagged for SÉRAPHINE with 987 words
Yann's kind of failing too xD lol <3[/i][/center] Her thinking about it would most definitely lead to a catastrophe on a huge scale, he was sure. Whenever she said something like that, Yann was pretty much ready for world domination if not for just basically her taking over HIS world entirely. Séra had yet to realise just how big of an impact she had on him, and it wasn’t even a cheesy joke. Luckily for him she was still slightly on the downplayed side. If she ever actually got under his skin enough to figure it all out, then he was going to be in BIG trouble, because he could most definitely see her exploiting it for her own little means, but it would essentially mean that he needed to be even more careful. Just don’t think too hard or too long, he teased her in response though, because there was no way he was just going to let it slide. His father was definitely a master of keeping himself in check though, which was better than Yann could say half the time. All the same, he didn’t feel too comfortable thinking about Simon possibly getting an aneurysm or something because of his dedication to work. That just wouldn’t be good, and Esther would use them both as her napkins. He tends to, but sometimes, I kind of feel like there’s way too much of a Jedi in him and he’ll spontaneously combust, he commented dryly, shaking his head. Imagining his father’s face when Séra spoke about Casey and a hat, made him laugh though. He’d probably laugh, take the hat, and send it to me via some other guy. Let’s be practical, the only reason why my father would ever exile me to the outer defences would be if he suspected something was going on, or if he found out all of a sudden, in which case he most certainly WOULDN’T be sending you to bring me stuff. Actually, he’d probably ship you right back to Luxembourg while taking me on an extended leave to ‘practice my bodyguard skills’ or something similar. He rolled his eyes. Simon tended to do that at least once a year, for a week, when he and his son both took leave and trekked together. Sometimes they stayed in Luxembourg – it was the majority – but then other times, Simon flew them out and landed them somewhere in the middle of ... well, nowhere. Bear Gylls or whatever his name was from England had nothing on the two of them in the places Simon had had them shot out of the plane and marooned to find their own way back. It was both the survival of the fittest, and the most cunning. Yann hoped he had both since he’d need it in this case.
He gave a prolonged, dramatic sigh when she teased him about the trouble part again. Honestly, Yann’s life would be totally and utterly boring if not for the fact that his princess tended to get into more trouble than he could drag her out of normally, but he honestly wouldn’t mind if she simply went lowkey for a while. That didn’t seem to suit her though and so he was kind of stuck with the knowledge that she would most definitely never go easy on him. The worst she could do? Yeah, quite possibly she would go out and fly to some place totally different without telling anyone where she was going. Then Simon would have his head, and Séra’s once he got a hold of her again. But Yann wouldn’t put it past her, so he tended to keep four eyes on her at all times. Don’t give me the whole trouble speech again, you know my policy about it, he complained playfully, shaking his head. The whole pink and black idea was starting to grow on him though, but he would never be caught admitting it out loud alive, not while he had some sense left in himself. The other guys would eat him for dinner and rake him over coals for years to come. I’m not even going to point out that another colour goes way better with black than pink, he said in good humor, meaning red, but she’d be able to tell. In canse no one had ever noticed, Séra in red was absolutely fantastic, and it was her favourite colour as well. Actually, Yann was probably one of the few who’d never gotten her anything red as a present at any point in time. That would probably have to change, in all eventuality. Arching both eyebrows to the sky when she suddenly went all out with her explanation, Yann burst out laughing. Don’t worry, I plan on keeping my head for a while longer, thankyouverymuch! My dad would quite possibly skin me if he knew I knew about your favourite spot in the first place – or that it exists. Trust me, I value my life too much, and yours. He smiled an indulgent smile, sighing when he watched her balance on the balls of her feet, wondering whether he was doing the right thing, because he was mostly just afraid that she’d actually have to use this knowledge at some point. It would kill him. Of course the one thing that would also kill him eventually was his self-control, which was fraying, obviously. Especially since Séra seemed so eager to cooperate. He would’ve thought some reluctance would be shown, but hey, weirder things have happened. Trying not to to consider this whole thing as in a completely different context, he studied the mattress for a second. There, yes. On your back. This was probably a test to see whether he could go through with what he was getting himself into, but Yann was nothing if not brave ... and honestly, this was the first time alone with Séra ever since his father got to Brown. Didn’t he deserve some time-out?
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