Tag: trisandrah x 22

Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2020-09-26 03:23:00

Rain

He blinked, squinting and tilting his head up. Rain. He couldn’t help grinning. He really enjoyed rain. He had not expected it here, at Brewfest, in Durotar, which was a desert. Silvermoon got it in controlled, scheduled showers the magistry allowed. This was at the call of a shaman and her elemental allies. She was dancing, calling the other troll shamans she was reveling with.

That was a great idea.


“Hey, Trisandrah, come here. Lets dance.” He offered his hand dramatically. It was a night for ridiculous flights of fancy. First the potions that made everything taste sweet (thank the gods he’d gotten that one!) and the roulette at the Menagerie. Now he wanted to dance  with her in this magical rainshower. They’d drunk...

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Trisandrah Emberstrom
Trisandrah @trisandrah#69
2020-07-02 16:17:20

Tris by Noir

Tris by Noir

Thanks to LeilahKnight

Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2019-10-18 03:45:00

The Negotiating Hearts

Ren sat there, frozen on the bed, listening for the bite of the whispers from the bathroom. Maybe she was typing? Or maybe just speaking so hushed he couldn't hear.

Trisandrah had fled there to talk to someone. Talking to them now. After he'd just admitted he wanted more than her casual affection. He wanted to be something with her, not a coincidence, not a pleasant convenience. It was foolish. He'd known it was likely to end it all, but the not knowing was driving him crazy.

He scrubbed a hand through his hair and swung his legs over the bed. His eyes found his clothes, tossed across the room in a heap. Well, he'd known this wasn't likely to go the way he wanted. Couldn't even say the word 'dating' around her without her getting hedgey...

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Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2019-10-08 03:36:00

A Visitor

"I don't think she qualifies as a 'visitor' anymore if she comes over more than once a month, Ren."

"Shut it, Ian. She does."

"You look ridiculous. She's been here before, you know."

"At least pick up your dishes from lunch. Put them in the sink at the very least." Ren threw his cousin a glare over his shoulder as he wiped down the table.

Ian pointedly leaned back in his chair and put his feet up on the tabletop with a thick thunk. His hands folded behind his head and he pushed the chair to wobble back onto its legs. When Ren turned around to take said lunch dishes to the sink, Ian toed the salt shaker over--just to be a dick.

Ren heard it, and the sprinkle of the granules hit, but he held his tongue. But if looks could kill... Ian gave his...

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Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2018-08-06 13:01:00

Currently (1)

Did he have a sign on his back? ‘Yank me around, I like it’? Wasn’t worth it. Ren smoothed the scowl off his face. No questions and no answers. No one to care. His own fault. The life he’d cultivated. Careful.


How many knew his name?… Sunsworn most likely. Their relationship was like that.

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His back pressed into the trunk, the bark bit through cotton to scrape his back. The label was teased off the bottle intact, then stacked with the others. He'd be sure to clean up; kids shouldn't see this. Refuge from memories and sulky aching. Wasn’t like him.


No one should see this. No one...

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Renrael
Renrael @renrael#153
2018-06-28 03:32:00

The Little Things

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The Dwarven nesting doll smiled cheerfully up at him with what he imagined was barely held laughter. He hadn’t met many dwarves in his life, but he hoped he might meet someone with her outlook soon. Renrael felt his own grin ruck to the side in answer to her.

He always spoke Common to her. “How long you gonna stay on my nightstand this time, yeah? Very cosmopolitan, aren’t ya? Whisking away around the world. Probably been through more portals than I ever will. Probably seen a LOT; I know who’s pocket you usually sit in. Your courtier will be back for you, soon, I’m sure.” He winked and his fingernail tapped against her in a playful cuff; he was careful not to tip her over. He stood up and his eyes drifted over the other...

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Trisandrah Emberstrom
Trisandrah @trisandrah#69
2018-02-27 05:50:00

Gifts from the Other Side

A small mana ray arrived at Trisandrah’s apartment. Fastened to it was a small box containing a delicately wrapped cupcake and a handful of Dwarven spices. In its mouth, a cylinder housing a piece of parchment. “It’s been a few weeks since we last...

A small mana ray arrived at Trisandrah’s apartment. Fastened to it was a small box containing a delicately wrapped cupcake and a handful of Dwarven spices. In its mouth, a cylinder housing a piece of parchment.

     “It’s been a few weeks since we last talked. In that time I’ve made my way to Ironforge. It’s nice here, and relatively peaceful. One of the local pups has a small balcony that overlooks the Great Forge. There’s an odd comfort to be found sitting in the forges glow, basking in its warmth. The people here are fairly kind. There are the sour looks, sure, but most are polite enough. I think I may even prefer it here to Father’s estate.

     I’ve taken up baking in my time here. Try the sweet I sent along...

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Trisandrah Emberstrom
Trisandrah @trisandrah#69
2018-02-12 05:30:00

Long Lost...Family?

What are you going to do you silly girl?

What if she comes back? Will she tell all about your family?

Does she know more than you do? That’s likely as you don’t know anything about anyone beyond your father.

Tris made her way from the shower, toweling her hair dry. She stopped and bent to pick up the crumpled parchment laying by the fireplace.  

Ms. Emberstrom

An update. I’ve found a few places to sell your chocolates. I haven’t made contact, though. The people I’ve shared them with really like them.

On another note, I’ve met and working with an Emberstrom lady. One of those new elves that’s showing up over here. You might’ve heard. Anyway, once I heard her name, I asked her. Ya might know her. In fact, I’m sure...

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Trisandrah Emberstrom
Trisandrah @trisandrah#69
2018-02-12 05:35:00

Walls Go Up

She clicked her comm off, effectively hanging up on Raerys. Trisandrah stepped over the broken teacup and marched through her room to Duir.

Whap

So it’s okay for you to lie to me?  Hide the truth?

Pow

How dare you?  How DARE you?

Tris raged and screamed at Duir. At Raerys. It had been a long time since she’d been so angry at someone close to her. Those feelings gurgled and bubbled and she didn’t like them one bit.

What a fool you are. You think everything is better? All that she held against you?  Is it okay for her to do the same thing?

Bam

The auction went better than she had anticipated. The night had on a pleasant note but she had attributed that to lack of sleep and a couple of drinks. To wake up to Raerys and...

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Trisandrah Emberstrom
Trisandrah @trisandrah#69
2018-02-12 05:30:00

Can't Get Out

The second night had not gone any better than the first.  Though, spending the early morning hours cooking and baking had calmed her want to flee substantially, she still had wondered exactly what she’d agreed to.  The day had been filled with finding all the okra they could possibly carry home, shopping for an excellent Stormwind Brie, bourbon, and the finest blue cloth.  It had ended with a ball in a beautiful mansion near the water’s edge.

He had assured her everything would go smoothly and it had. It seems the introduction of these new elves made it all the much easier. Until their conversation drifted to more personal things. He had all but stormed out of the ball and she had done nothing less than follow him. How could she...

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Trisandrah Emberstrom
Trisandrah @trisandrah#69
2017-10-31 05:25:00

Coming Round

“Now you know you have to be a good girl, princess.” The young girl looked at her father as he knelt before her. “You know that’s very important, right?” He petted his fingers through her hair and twirled a long lock around his finger. “Now, go be a good girl and show Papa how much you love him.”


Trisandrah’s eyes fluttered open and she looked around the unfamiliar space. The room, if you could call it that, was dark and the smell of dirt permeated her entire being.  She shook her head and exhaled sharply. “Ow…” Hands clutched her head and she lay her back on the pillow. The straw under her was hardly comfortable, especially compared to her bed at home but the need to close her eyes and sleep again quickly took...

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Trisandrah Emberstrom
Trisandrah @trisandrah#69
2018-01-21 05:25:00

A Time for Words, A Time for Sleep

Sleep was an elusive but glorious thing. When it found her, she slept hard. It had taken months for her to be able to actually sleep with Zay, whether at her place or his. She never really found it odd that they’d stay up all night, talking and well…not talking.

The first time it had happened, she woke up, curled against him, and he was sitting up, leaned against the headboard, wide awake. She never questioned, they each kept their own secrets. The late-night comm talks had given that much up. He’d dozed off during a few of the more inconsequential, trivial talks but not in her presence.

The sun was rising as she stirred, her arm draped over a sleeping Zayneth. Lately, Sunday mornings had consisted of visits to Fairbreeze and...

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Trisandrah Emberstrom
Trisandrah @trisandrah#69
2017-12-30 05:10:00

Winter's Veil Blues

The flat was dark. The sunlight glittering in through the living room window illuminated the presents in various stages of wrapping.  Tris ambled out of her bedroom holding her head with one hand and the wall with the other. “Sun above, what have I done?”  She looks at the timepiece on the wall and squints to try to see only one set of hands and numbers.

The banging on the door which had originally roused her continued. “Ooph…okay okay…you can stop now,” she murmured, clearly not loud enough for the person on the other side to hear. “I’m coming, I’m coming.” Slowly, she made her way to the door and opened it to find a relieved Ande.

“Bout fuckin’ time. Where ‘ave you been ‘n why ‘aven’t you been...

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Trisandrah Emberstrom
Trisandrah @trisandrah#69
2017-11-17 05:10:00

Things Shattered

After a long and tiring night of going circles, Tris was home. Without even bothering to turn on any lights, she made her way to her bedroom, shoulders were slumped in defeat and exhaustion. She shed her clothing, save for an underslip, and plopped down in a chair, ignoring Duir as she’d done for weeks now. She looked down at her arm, fingers tracing the new skin in spots along it…still marked from her bout with fire. Though, the wounds weren’t nearly as bad as they seemed in her head. They had healed fine, with only discoloration and mottled texture remaining.

“You could try being a dominatrix…” “Maybe you need a different friend with benefits…” “You should train as a mercenary…” “Join the military!”

She...

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