#but raguna doesnt know that
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chemistry calculations :: open
send 💕 and my muse will use The Love Calculator to see how compatible they are
@remunporium sent: 💕 raguelle....
Raguna Glen & Noelle: 11%
Dr. Love thinks a relationship might work out between Raguna Glen and Noelle, but the chance is very small. A successful relationship is possible, but you both have to work on it. Do not sit back and think that it will all work out fine, because it might not be working out the way you wanted it to. Spend as much time with each other as possible. Again, the chance of this relationship working out is very small, so even when you do work hard on it, it still might not work out.
Wow!!! Okay!!!
"That's... so blunt... is it really that unlikely?" Raguna's voice is, of course, muffled by the ground as he lays face first on the grass. He always thought these fortune stands were supposed to be fun. This just hurt.
All this time. All this effort. And it wasn't going to work.
#remunporium#inbox :: answered ic#muse :: raguna#???? the machine is clearly broken#but raguna doesnt know that
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👁️ [ the one time she doesnt sleep so deeply ]
@cadcnce
It’s very easy to say that Ram, when it came to her usual daily activities, usually took things at a pretty easy pace, compared to her sister. She got her quota of the work done while Rem handled the rest, and while she didn’t like to admit that she’d fallen well enough behind her sister on terms of her overall work output, it was pleasant to see just how much she’d been able to get done as compared to when they were younger.
And... in all fairness, Ram had a pretty valid excuse, as well. Not that she liked to tote it around as a means to slack off. But sometimes, the slack-off tends to catch her off-guard.
This is one of those days where she opted to try to stay awake during her break rather than take a short nap. With the added help of Raguna and, at little later in the day, Wylan, her quota of work had become monumentally easier to handle. Plus, Wylan’s help made it possible for her to actually feel like she was doing something, mostly because it helped to keep her motivated. She was trying to impress him, after all.
Ultimately, when the sun falls and the moon rises, she clocks out earlier than the rest. Naturally, she hogged all the sheets to herself, and although Wylan thought to sleep beside her, he had to wrestle a little bit for those sheets, but found himself unable to pry them off of her. They encased her like a cocoon, and the only sheets left available for him were relatively thinner ones.
Not that it really mattered, because he ended up not sleeping anyways. A lot of time was spent merely watching her, staring at her, appreciating her. Occasionally his hand would reach for her face and gently play with some of her pink locks. Sometimes he’d even twist and braid some of them, as practice for when he eventually styles her hair again.
She ends up catching him in the act, however, when she stirs from her sleep and blearily opens her eyes. Caught red-handed but not shying away, Ram sleepily smiled at him, already knowing what he was trying to do-- and realizing just how bare he was compared to her. He has almost no sheets to claim as his own, the poor guy.
Regardless of that, she wiggles over to him, like a floundering caterpillar, and presses her encased self against him, peeling some of her sheets away so that she could wrap them -- and her arms - around him. She traps him within her web, so to speak, and presses her head against his chest and tucks in.
“ M’cold, Wylan.. “
She’s not.
But what else is new?
#cadcnce#[🎕] Life finds a way to get better. | IC.#[❤️] The Headmaid's sister. | MUSE : RAM.#( pleading emoji... )#[🎕] Politely-answered messages. | ASKS.#[🎕] History Re:Written. | (V. MAIN)
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affectionate :: open
send a symbol to show that gesture to my muse
@swevene sent: 💋 to kiss my muse on the lips. - hildr to raguna
Is she trying to play a trick on him? Or planning one... who can say for sure. The afternoon and visit have found Raguna still trying to wrap up a few last chores. Then, he had declared, he would spend all his time with the secreted princess of the kingdom. He promises! She response with her understanding, but Raguna can't help but notice there's something else on her face.
Well... no other way around it. He gets to work. Setting feed aside for the animals. Moving some supplies and wood for the next season. There's a list playing down in Raguna's head as it progresses. And each step seems to have put Hildr somewhere else in his periphery. Not well hidden, and yet postured or settled in a way where she was almost like a predator.
"Um. Hildr? What do you think you're doing..." He's not great at being wary. Which plays to her benefit. She doesn't respond, instead flashing a smirk that sends a small shiver up his spine before slipping away again with a small skip to her step. Gods, that he had to get these things done. Putting it aside would compound with the other duties for the next day!
But she makes it so difficult! When she gets playful like this, teasing him, it lights a fire in his chest that has him just about biting his lip. A smile. A chuckle. A narrowing of the brow. Is he being challenged? There are so many questions- each of them drawing out a little more of that spirit from the farmer.
Until...
"Right! At last- that took so long. But! I'm done!" And with a decisive toss of the rake into the shed Raguna puts a close to those damnable chores that were keeping the beautiful woman away fro--?!
And that was right when she struck! Not even from the shadow, for subterfuge is hardly necessary. Merely leaping from around from the side of the shed the impatient (but finally pleased) princess takes what she has been waiting for. A press of her lips to his, and Raguna can scarcely get a word out before returning his affections.
"Sorry I kept you waiting. I owe you plenty more of these, don't I? I better get started." There's a fond smile on Raguna's face, a moment taken to appreciate the small details and warming glow off of hers before reciprocating again and again. One could say they should get a room. But. In the twilight of the farmstead they got to be the stars of their own sky.
#swevene#muse :: raguna#inbox :: answered ic#verse :: fantasy#smoocha :)#he appreciates a lady who knows what she wants#its a good thing he doesnt play coy himself#a little too honest for his own good
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Are Raguna's skills with a sword self taught?
This is actually one of the skills that was innate to Raguna. From the moment he shows up in Kardia and defends Mist from monsters people note that he has great skill with a blade. Raguna doesnt know where this ability comes from (they call him a Master Swordsman) but I like to hc that the family that raised him after he was lost as a young child taught him. The surrogate father was a formal royal knight that served the capital and retired to the boonies with his wife (childhood sweetheart).
He still has a ways to go to be a true master swordsman but like many things hes got huge potential, but he doesnt like to fight if he can help it. Hes not going out and swinging a sword every day or looking for trouble.
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@rcguna wants to see Rem: "Please, Ram, I just want to talk to Beatrice. Its... its really important." Its his first time trying, and things arent looking good. She doesnt look happy to see him either.
She distinctly remembers what her Sister had told her at the beginning of the day. ‘ If Raguna tries to come here, turn him away. Please. ‘ It was an odd request, especially considering just how brightly she was smiling a few days ago. Suddenly, that smile was gone. Her attitude had changed. She seemed so much more despondent now, quiet, reserved. Back to her old self, she thought.
When she sees Raguna pull up in his carriage, she moves in to meet him at the gate. He wants to see Beatrice, not Rem. There’s a suspicious glint in her eyes, not that she would really know what it was about - but if her Sister requested that he stay away... she really didn’t have a choice.
If she let him in there, and Rem saw him... who knows what she’d do to him.
“ Now is not a good time. “
It’s a vague response, but the look she was giving him suggested that she knew exactly why he was here, and he would have to understand why he couldn’t be allowed inside.
“ I don’t know what you’ve done to hurt my sister, but I can’t let you see Beatrice. Not now. “
She glances behind her at the mansion. Thankfully, she does not see her sister watching from the windows. She was worried she’d do that.
Then, another glance is given to Raguna. In that instant, she sees it - the desperation on his face, the pain in his eyes. The dreadful aura of despair that lingered around him. He was terrified, scared, searching desperately for closure.
“ ... Come back tomorrow. “
She didn’t want to have to do this - especially against her sister’s wishes - but she knew Rem would be out of the mansion by then. It would give Raguna time to meet with Beatrice and hopefully find out what’s got him so worked up. If it was a meeting with Beatrice and not Rem... it must be something related to why Rem was so pissed at him to begin with.
“ I’ll arrange a meeting with her for you. “
#[🎕] Life finds a way to get better. | IC.#[🎕] My sister would have done it better. | GUEST MUSE: RAM.#( will smith vc: its rewind time!! )
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Modern verse Raguna probably does some hunting and would know how to prep and clean after a kill.
He usually does a charity or giveaway cookout afterward with whatever meat he doesnt keep for himself.
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