lunalancastir:

adriwynofkryta:

mostly-ooc-lunalancastir:

“Bravest thing.. I’ve.. Done..” She repeated, “Mmph.” She held up a finger as she seemed to take a long while to think about this. “Not sure, I have never been in battle.. I’ve put my heart on the line, Does that count?” She asked in turn, “I mean– Sure! Everyone does it, But how many people get into something that involve sharing someone you have such feelings for? It’s painful.. But I think that counts as brave in a way.” She seemed to think a long moment, “Wore a dress.. Also pretty brave on my end.” She waited a moment before chuckling at that.

Adri smiled wryly, with a slight wince, at the comment about it being brave to share her love. The added comment about a dress brought a chuckle and a less reserved smile. ‘You looks real good in a dress, love! Well, a good dress, anyways… an’ they can be more practical than y’d think.’ She shrugged. ‘Then again, you looks real good in anythin’, so… I’ll stop pushin’ dresses at y’.’ She looked down with a deep sigh, then looked back up. ‘An’ as to sharin’… I worries I’s ‘urtin’ you too much, even for all I ‘preciates y’ tryin’. I don’ ever ‘spect to stop lovin’ you, but I worries I’s doin’ you more ‘urt than good bein’ with you.’

“Mm..” Luna’s hand ran through that blue hair she had now, A faint chuckling coming from her once more. “Had a feeling you would say that, Though, You do as well.. I’m just not one for dresses any how. Always been an.. ‘issue’, I don’t know.” She paused a moment, “Think I had a feeling you’d say that too.” She lifted her glass, finishing off it’s contents, “It hurts, It does, I can’t and won’t lie about it to you. Though Either way it went.. It would still hurt.” her eyes flicked back up to the slightly smaller woman, “On one hand, I don’t like sharing, least not the person I want to be with.. But I know that person doesn’t want anything other than what she has.” She paused once more, “On the other? Heartbreak, A much stronger form of it at least knowing I would of gotten up and walked away, Or have been left.” She held a frown from tugging the corner of her lips. Her right hand raising to move up over her upper chest, To her shoulder and then around her neck, gently rubbing as she kept her eyes down. Knowing they gave her away a lot of the time. “Either way, I do love and care for you.” She stated after a moment, a small nod following.

Adri nodded slowly, blowing out a sigh. ‘An’ I loves an’ cares f’ you, Luna… an’ as you says, some ‘eartache now, over ‘urtin’ you… but knowin’, in the long run, I can’ be other’n I is. But, so long as you’s preferrin’ ongoin’ small ‘eartache to the big one, then so is I. I ain’ lookin’ to leave y’. Jus’ makin’ sure you still ain’ wantin’ me to.’

mostly-ooc-lunalancastir:

“Bravest thing.. I’ve.. Done..” She repeated, “Mmph.” She held up a finger as she seemed to take a long while to think about this. “Not sure, I have never been in battle.. I’ve put my heart on the line, Does that count?” She asked in turn, “I mean– Sure! Everyone does it, But how many people get into something that involve sharing someone you have such feelings for? It’s painful.. But I think that counts as brave in a way.” She seemed to think a long moment, “Wore a dress.. Also pretty brave on my end.” She waited a moment before chuckling at that.

Adri smiled wryly, with a slight wince, at the comment about it being brave to share her love. The added comment about a dress brought a chuckle and a less reserved smile. ‘You looks real good in a dress, love! Well, a good dress, anyways… an’ they can be more practical than y’d think.’ She shrugged. ‘Then again, you looks real good in anythin’, so… I’ll stop pushin’ dresses at y’.’ She looked down with a deep sigh, then looked back up. ‘An’ as to sharin’… I worries I’s ‘urtin’ you too much, even for all I ‘preciates y’ tryin’. I don’ ever ‘spect to stop lovin’ you, but I worries I’s doin’ you more ‘urt than good bein’ with you.’

mostly-ooc-lunalancastir:

“A tough one.” The blonde replied, her brow knitting together, “I don’t much like either of them, but I guess you’re looking for an answer.” She rubbed along her temple, taking a long while to think. “I guess.. I’d rather be hurt- no.. yes…” She huffed, “I’ll put it this way, I don’t like hurting people, I don’t.. So on somethings.. I guess I rather take the pain.” She sipped her drink, “On the other hand, Some people.. Need to be hurt, They need to know what it’s like. I’m not speaking about physical pain, But.. Emotionally, I believe, Partly, That if someone does something to one person then..They need to feel the same.. so they understand. Take.. lets say..” She paused in thought, “You love someone, And.. That person loves you, but all of a sudden.. Poof.. They decide they decide they don’t care anymore… But you still love them, Is it not fair they know that same pain you went through? The feeling of loving someone and not getting that love in return?” She ran her finger along the rim of her glass, “Sure, I mean.. Some can take it as messed up, But sometimes it’s justice for the broken hearted.”

‘Mm.’ She nodded slowly, sipping from her own drink as she listened, and then a bit more as she pondered a moment. ‘I can see tha’. Closest I’s been to tha’ were when Adi were threatenin’ to kill me… an’ I still ain’ sure I knows why. I were still too much in love with ‘er then to want anythin’ to ‘appen to ‘er – but I thinks I sees y’ point, even so.’