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the moment he spotted nyx, kerim knew why she'd been avoiding him prior to the event. stars above, this woman hated him. it was unfair, and here he simply looked as he normally did, opting to be a bat… it was the easiest option. " care for a walk about the gardens, my lady ? " it was the nicest thing he could say, rather than joke of how she must not desire to stay out late tonight. // @stxrslisten
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kerim shakes his head a bit, but has the barest of smile that he's made another laugh. " i feel our wings already loom enough, some of these costumes will likely not be in full by the end of the night. " some of the high fae had gone the more extravagant route, which neither of them seemed to agree with. " have you found a shop that can make leathers large enough for you ? i found one that is passable. "
the explanation of his costume is so perfectly illyrian that soobin can't help the laugh that falls from his own lips. "i cannot blame you, i am only in this because it was what the tailor had and could adjust to fit in time. i was not about to come up with some huge costume when i'd rather not be wearing this." soobin didn't think that there would be a single illyrian at the event that actually wanted to be in costume.
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𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 : @stxrslisten / nyx
it was too easy to find her in the crowd, and while kerim knew logic would demand he stay away, but something pulled the war lord towards the woman even if they were better off apart. “ i meant to find the second in command and offer my compliments, but you’re too stunning to pass up. i hope you’ve been told how beautiful you are tonight. ” he speaks as if they don’t know one another, as if they had no history at all. the masks made a game, despite his annoyance at the object on his face. could they pretend to be strangers for just one night ?
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@n1ghtsongs
there were few things that kerim would brag about, and in truth he wasn't even really bragging, but he would be sharing the news with his siblings with glee. when he spots derya, he offers a grin. " i was hoping to catch you. " he tells them. each sibling has a different relationship with their eldest brother, but that didn't mean he would ever not wish to see them or speak with them. " i have news to share. " adds the elder illyrian.
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@ofcourtfablesarchive
the capital wasn’t the best for him. most things were built for average height fae, not looming illyrians that bumped their head on every doorway. kerim was certain he had a permanent red spot on his forehead from it all already. or maybe that was due to hitting his head when he tried to go for a night flight. mind busy on his complaint, and the war lord does just that once more, bumping his head on the archway he attempted to walk through to make his way out to the gardens. “ stars ! ” he silently curses, not often one to have outbursts, but it was really grating on his nerves.
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" have any guessed what you have come dressed as ? " kerim finds himself asking the youngest draven. he's bored, and attempting to behave and socialize before sneaking off before the dusk breakfast. the eternal skies overhead in hues of sunset fit the event perfectly, but even still it made him long for home even more. // @ethercvl
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“ you’d think since finally choosing to indulge in the spymaster, your mood would seem less sour. ” kerim greets his friend, really the only one who has ever put up with him for any extended amount of time. the illyrian couldn’t really speak to much, he’d been far more than busy with nyx any time she would allow it. “ but perhaps you were born with that scowl. ” continues he. // @shvdwscng
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a warrior trained for more than he can even list, and this was not something kerim had ever imagined possible. it was like waking on the mountain during his blood rite, only he’d been far more expectant of that. waking on the roof of some apothecary was the farthest thing from his mind when he laid his head down that previous night. eyes wide, the illyrian warrior took every detail in before slowly slipping down from the roof. his wings twitch, itching to see the skies, but scouting seems smart first. and that’s when he spots her, voice slipping before he makes it to her side. “ nyx ! ” / @stxrslisten
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𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 : @valiantscribbledword & co.
even standing at the edges of the gardens, kerim stood out far too greatly. the illyrian war lord was far too tall to blend in, despite the mask atop his face. it did help hide some of his expression, even if he didn’t care much on if another picked up on his feelings of this event. when he hears steps, the illyrian shifts a bit, glancing at the newcomer. “ come to find a hiding spot ? ”
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𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 : @shvdwscng / kalore
kerim stood out like a sore thumb, donning his nicer leathers and cleaning up as best he could. his curls were still untamed, wings tightly tucked to avoid�� bumping into anything. he didn’t want to be here, but here is where he was expected to be. “ why does everyone seem so happy to be here ? ” he questions as he steps up to stand alongside the commander.
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closed for @stxrslisten
being in the capital had been a rather annoying experience thus far for the war lord. walking carefully, he was well aware of the territory he walked.. and who walked it more often than he. keeping tabs on his former warriors was a habit he’d taken up ages ago, this one was easy to watch because she never moved. even still, kerim found it even more difficult to avoid seeing the other as he moved throughout the damned place they were all trapped. finding her on one of the training grounds, mostly all but abandoned due to the time of night, was hardly what he wished to do. “ your form has improved. ” your form ? well. better to announce himself than to pretend he’d not seen her, he supposed.
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@cresccents
his heart had shattered each time that a sibling of his moved off, did something out of his reach and was hardly heard from again. ilayda had always been just out of touch, still in the same court but not reachable. it hurt, but he didn't want to push something so fragile. but when he sees her, well, it's impossible for an older brother not to say hello. where did he even begin ? hi didn't seem to suffice. " ilayda ? " name falls from his lips, it's all he knows how to do.
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closed for @slivertm !
illyrian powers were not the same as that of the fae, not something that could be used without their siphons. kerim didn't have any, left in the capital for all he knew when the magic brought them all here. seeing the fae flaunt their returned abilities didn't bother the war lord, but it did make him uneasy. beasts in the sky, annoyances on the ground. it made for a very fish out of water winged fae. or a bat out of the sky, if you'd rather. still, he walked the streets to observe the masses, still trying to gather what they were all doing these days. " the magic seems to have chosen to return. " or was it gifted back ?
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possessive as ever, it should come as no surprise that kerim immediately moves to the space behind nyx, ready for a reaction as he places his arms around her waist. “ i found a leather worker. you may have better luck than i at an attempt of armor. ” he whispers gently. kerim was clad in the contraption created for him, not bad for someone who had never seen illyrian leathers, but the spoilt war lord was fussy about them. either way, his wings were out and the back had been crafted to seal around them so he wasn’t walking around with giant slits in his top. // @stxrslisten
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closed for : @shvdwscng / kalore
“ with how scarce you’ve been, i feared you found some secret way out. ” kerim greets his best friend. they’d both been busy, reasonably so with the loss of powers and fear circulating the capital. kerim was worried for the other, knowing it must be difficult to have a larger loss than most. the daemati was surely grumpy at the turn of events, and as a friend it was his duty to check on the other. that, and he wished to confirm who was keeping the commander so busy.
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𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 : @courtfallen / rhyger
kerim didn't seek out anyone for the most part. he'd caught himself doing it twice now with one person, anyone else was happenstance. however, when he spotted a familiar face that did not drive him mad, well, the war lord knew he should socialize a bit so he wasn't accused of being a reclusive grump… even though he was. " up to nothing good, i assume ? "
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