damsel, not in distress [sage]

[Damaris Ellorian]

if you slip off the galaxy of fantasies
WHAT LIES BELOW IS A POISON SEA
so cross countless light years, if you dare
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TAGISFOR sage <3 SHEISWEARING this ANDICOUNTED three hundred and forty one
EXTRASTUFF i love her :]
TEMPLATE BY MRS. JAZZY WEASLEY ?! @ CAUTION 2.0 ♥

Damaris was suddenly reminded of why she hated the human world. Everyone was so crass. She took one shortcut through one dark alley and suddenly she was surrounded by five men asking her what, to quote exactly: “a pretty little lady was doing all lost by herself”, in “a part of town that ain't so nice.” Their accents were horrific; she was sure that the lot of them were all drunk. They would be annoying to deal with but not difficult in the least. She was very worried about how her poor dress would fare through all of this though.

No one had ever accused Damaris of dressing for the environment. The fae was enamored with clothes, and the power they had over people. Dressing a street uchin in a movie star's clothes could completely
change how humans would view one another. It was a fascinating experience. In this case, Damaris had simply been exploring Tokyo in what she considered her causal outfit: a flouncy white dress edged with black and cinced with a black-bowed belt. Layered, tangled bead necklaces, purple gloves and a jaunty feathered hat pulled the look together. In such regality, the Seelie had explored all of this hithero unknown city in peace. Until now at least.

“Don't bother me with your petty concerns,” the fae announced, a slight glamour making her voice echo. Damaris eyed the men, who were slowly circling up around her, with no small measure of disdain. “I'm certainly more than capable of taking care of myself. Now move out of my way, or you'll be moved.” She bit off the last statement with supressed frustration. How troublesome they were! For the first time she regretted telling Aiden he couldn't come with her on this little escapade. She had to teach the Eternal how to live without her of course, but he was good for situations like this.

[Sage Railen]

{ FEEL IT COMIN' IN THE AIR AND THE SCREAMS FROM EVERYWHERE }
I'M ADDICTED TO THE THRILL
- - - - - - IT'S A DANGEROUS LOVE AFFAIR

What was up with females and dark alleyways? Didn't they watch movies? Did they not know how dangerous it was for their weak little minds and frail bodies? Sage glanced down the dark corner out the corner of his eye, lips curling up in interest as he watched the young lady and the five other men. Hell, being the typical male, he was sure he knew what on their minds. But proudly, Sage raised his head and took a step forward. He wasn't the typically-average male. Oh, he was more than that. Now, it was time to go be prince charming and whisk the fair lady off her feet in order to save her from the intimidating brutes.

"I was lookin' for you!" Sage called out to the attractive female, staring her down with each and every fast movement he made before scowling at the men. As he approached, he reached his arm out and tossed it casually over her shoulder, pulling her back roughly as he stepped defensively in front of her. "I suggest that you all back the hell off, she's just a girl. My girl, to be exact." Sage knew if the chick didn't immediately run off after he came to her 'rescue', she was going to point out his odd method of saving her. Without waiting for much of a response from the other, he turned back to face the woman, smiling wryly. "Damn, I ain't never seen you 'round before. Always nice to see a new face," He whispered to her quietly and he jerked her forward with a quick shove and back out the alley.

Now, Sage didn't regret just wandering around the Tokyo district like a lost puppy. At least there was something worthwhile around here - not to mention in a dank alley at that. Almost instantly, he had forgotten about the men as if they hadn't existed. talk about a short attention span Right now, he wanted to know what was going through her mind...even if she did just plan on turning tail and walking. "Women, I'll never understand. If ya don't mind me askin', what the hell possessed you to go through there? - especially lookin' like that. You lackin' common sense?" He wasn't particularly trying to come off as disrespectful, but the edge in his voice was unmistakable. Habitually, he tensed up, expecting for a hit or a slap or something. He'd pretty much gotten use to the factor that girls obviously didn't like being talked about. Though, if that was the case, why did they do such...stupid things?

Tapping his foot impatiently, he waited for her response, hoping that she had some type of good reason to justify her actions. Hey, if things worked out in his favor maybe he could get her name...number...or address.

words 471 tagged damaris notes hah, this is gonna be hilarious. poor sage doesn't know when to shut up. D':
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[Damaris Ellorian]

gnaw at each other til the bones
it's a story seen from the distance
and the door you guard has a useless key
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TAGISFOR sage <3 SHEISWEARING this ANDICOUNTED three hundred and forty one
EXTRASTUFF pahaha drama~ :]
TEMPLATE BY MRS. JAZZY WEASLEY ?! @ CAUTION 2.0 ♥

They really weren't going to move out of her way. Damaris had given them warning after warning, and now her patience was rapidly deterioating. The men advanced closer and her lips pulled back in a rather unlady-like snarl. She was not going to put up with this. Raising her hands in front of her palm-up she was fully prepared to wrap the men up in her light-chains and leave them here to the tender mercies of the night when a voice broke through her concentration. ”I was looking for you.” Another human male stomped down the alleyway, glaring at her the whole time. Not another one of them, she thought with no small amount of heat, right before the man seized her by the shoulders and pushed her behind him.

As if that wasn't enough to endear him to Damaris, the man proceeded to announce to the entire herd of mortals that she was his girl, and to back off. If the Seelie hadn't cared so much about appearances, she might have just forsworn politeness and subjected this interloper to the same fate that she had about to unleash on his fellow humans. But that would be very rude, when he thought he was coming to her rescue. So Damaris let herself be sheperded out of the alley, even as the human told her addressed her so vulgarly and shoved her about. But as they stood out on the street and the man began to talk, Damaris was sure that her blood was quite literally boiling in her veins.

“What possessed me to go through that alleyway?” Damaris drew herself up to her full height, which admittedly brought her to about even with her supposed savior's jaw. “Nothing possessed me except for my own free will! I have the right to walk wherever I want, boy. I'll thank you for what you obviously considered to be a good deed, but your assistance was quite unwelcome. Those brutes are still roaming free, and since you didn't let me handle them, I'm sure they'll find another victim who doesn't have the benefit of a hero like you stepping in.” Her rant at an end, Damaris rocked back on her heels, crossing her arms. Well almost at an end, before one last thought struck her; “For you to lecture me about common sense is the most absurd thing, Mr. Let-me-walk-into-a-dark-alley-and-disagree-with-five-huge-men.”