"Thank you, Ry, for takiiing meee heeere." A small, Mithran/cat humanoid Thief of level 60, with white, wildly layered, long spiked hair for a Mithra, that had reached to the bottom of her neck, wearing a dark red Scorpion Harness, and the Artifact set, for Theif, said to her fellow adventurer, Ryden. "No problem, Disomus..." Ryden spoke back to his companion. Ryden, was a largely tall Elvaan, with lightly blonde hair, with bangs that slanted from one side of his face, to the other, covering his right eye. His hair was that of an altar boy, his skin was softly tanned, his eyes, youthful and brown for his strong and rugged appearance. He wore the red Warrior's Artifact Armor set, though, he was a 75 Warrior of the Dimension of Fairy, in the world known as Vanadiel.
"The Hall of theee Gods is beeeautiiifuuul!" Disomus spoke with glee, in her every awe of the olden, glorious surroundings of stone robed statues lined parallel to each other down a path they stood upon, to an even greater statue with angel-like wings, above a strange, yet enchanting doorway.
"...Like you :3" Ryden boyishly said back to little Disomus. Disomus blushed. "Espeshullleee on a full mooon!" The rays of moonlight seeped through the cracks and crevices in the ceiling. "But on Darksday? . " Ryden made his face in disgust. "Wellll", Disomus started, "Why diiid you briiing me heeere?" She was purring excessively. "Finally! You asked!"
"hmmm?"
"My Soulmate, will you marry me?"
"...Of courssse..."
Ryden kneeled down, the size of himself kneeling, was perfectly met with his eyes upon hers. "My first kiss..." Ryden spoke softly to Disomus, "Ourrr firrrst kiiiisss..." Disomus held Ryden's face gently within her small, Mithran hands, her claws just lightly touching his cheeks. Ryden's face was tilted down bashfully, but he peered up and saw how beautiful and wide, Disomus' eyes were. He lifted his head, so his eyes met with hers. Their eyes, fell softly to a close at a pace the same as each others, and their lips began to slowly close the gap, that had seperated their wanting kiss. "I do..." Ryden's eyes opened wide and scared from the faint voice he just heard inside his mind. Ryden immediately pushed Disomus back down to the hard, stone floor, as her lips were about to land upon his. Disomus sat up, with angry, but teary eyes. "H-How daaare you!"
All of a sudden, all the rays of light pouring forth through the ceiling, grew largely brighter in their eerie glow. (...Is this... An Omen... That me and Ryden are meant to be?) Disomus thought with a awe-stuck look upon her face, staring upward. (Theres something in front of me...) Ryden thought with a pointed finger of his, pointing straight forward of him. (So peaceful...) He closed his eyes, and fell into a deep, enlightening, trance. Disomus looked back down at Ryden, and started to shake with fear in her every leg to foot bone. "G-G-GHOST!" Disomus immediately fleed out of the building, screaming at the top of her lungs, from the faint appearance of a small, naked, female Elvaan, with short blonde hair, with small, spikey, protruding side burns, and the rest of her hair held behind and below her Elvaan ears in two pigtails. The strange girl was sitting atop of Ryden's lap, kissing his lips with hers. After a long pause of the enchanted state that they both were in, the Elvaan girl, laid her head gently against Ryden's toned, Elvaan chest. Ryden softly opened his eyes, awakening from his dreamy state. A deep voice shook the room, it's origin unknown, "Filielle, of Vanadiel..." Ryden listened, as he held her close, "...Is your soulmate..."
