Finding Something More (one on one)

Life was hard for an elven princess. Sure, one might think that they had it easy, could do what they chose to, but it wasn't. Princesses were expected to act proper and prim until they came of age. Then they were married off, and were all but property to their new husbands. They were expected to do as their new husbands said, submit to their every desire, and in general, be little whores for them.

Most elven princesses were happy with that arrangement. One, however, wasn't. She was beautiful, but she was also strongwilled. Her long blonde hair shone in the sun, and her eyes lit with an inner fire that was like the elves of olden times. Her pale skin was smooth, flawless. Her legs were long and slender, and she enjoyed showing them off. And her ears....

Most elves were said to be dispassionate, out of touch. This cute blonde elf was anything but, and her ears said it all. Her mother had always said that if one wanted to know what was on the girl's mind, all she had to do was look at the position her ears occupied. When she was happy, her ears were slightly back and out. When she was angry, they stood straight up. When sad, they drooped like long willows.

On her 18th birthday, she was introduced to the Elf she was supposed to marry. She had stormed out of the ballroom, and no one had dared even attempt to stop her. For weeks, her parents had tried to convince her that accept it. She refused. In the end, she did the only thing she could think of. She ran. She ran from her father. From her mother. From her castle. From her people. When she couldn't run anymore, she found herself in a place she'd never seen. She was surrounded on all sides by tall monoliths made of metal and glass. Everywhere she looked, there were people, but these were NOT elves. They were...Humans, she realized. And she was afraid. She'd heard stories of humans, and they were not good ones.

Which was why she was surprised when a young human man protected her when she'd wandered into a bar and some of the patrons had gotten rather touchy-feely. He'd actually stood up for her, saying something in a language she hadn't immediately understood. When the patrons hadn't listened, he'd thrown several of them out of the bar, and paid the barkeep for the damages.

She was awestruck at his skill, and at his kindness to her. He'd, in a matter of moments, blown every story she'd ever heard about humans out of the water. And so she found herself following him. He'd raised an eyebrow, questioningly at first, then shrugged, and taken her to his home. He treated her as a guest, making her a strangely bitter smelling drink. It had tasted quite good, however, and as she learned his language, she found it was called tea, and was used to calm the nerves or help wake up in the morning, dependant on the variety.

She soon found out that his name was Jack Van Burace, and he was...different, from most of his kind. He lived by older ways, with honor, instead of throwing honor away, as he described it. She'd found herself telling him everything, her circumstances, her name, what her people thought of humans. He'd taken it all in stride, and laughed at many of the stories she told.

When he'd set up a bed for her, he told her they'd talk more in the morning.

OOC: open to a lady willing to play the elven princess
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Bumpage in an attempt to find an Elfgirl

Arianna woke the next morning, trying to remember where she was.

Jack stretched, and stood before the stove. He was cooking breakfast, having woken up early. He didn't know she was awake yet, but he'd find out soon enough. He didn't know what she wanted on her omelette, of course, but he was definitely enjoying cooking.

Arianna mumbled a bit before yawning. She stood up and looked around. "Thank you."

Jack smiled, seeing her and hearing her words. "Morning. You're welcome. What do you like on your omelettes?"

"Morning. Right now I'll take just about anything. And thank you for last night." Arianna walked over to him, watching his cook.

Jack grinned, and put some ham and peppers in the omelette. Then he started preparing the rest of the breakfast. The whole thing would end up being breakfast burritos. "You're welcome. I guess your first lesson in how to survive in the modern world is that not everyone's nice."

Arianna nods a bit. "Yes. I know it wont be easy. First thing I have to do is find a way to cover my ears."

Jack grinned at that, then shrugged. "Hats do wonders. So do hoods. Of course, most people probably won't even notice them anyways, or will think you had them surgically altered to look like that."

"We'll deal with that later^^" Arianna giggled, snelling the food. "Smells good."

Jack grinned. "You learn how to cook rather quickly when you live on your own. It's a necessity. So are you happy you got away from that arranged marriage?" He rolled hers up in a corn tortilla, with hashbrowns and more peppers and a cheesy sauce.

"Yes I am....He was a jerk." Arianna took a bite and grinned. "Its good^^"

Jack returned her grin, then made her some juice. "I normally use chicken, but I figure that might be something you've not had before. I hope the ham is to your liking."

"Its wonderful. As is your hospitality." Arianna giggles and vtakes another bite. "He's sweet."

Jack smiled again, then studied her for a moment. "Hmmm. We'll have to get you some more commonplace clothes, I think. Something that'll blend in better."

"Yes. But uhhh." Arianna blushed big time. "I dont know my sizes."

Jack smiled, and shook his head. "That's what sales clerks are for."

"Will you go with me?" Ari smiled, letting her fingers brush agaisnt his arm.

Jack smiled, and nodded. "Sure. I need some new socks anyways." He started eating his breakfast. Soon enough, they were on their way to a store. "Though to be honest, I think you might do better dolling yourself up and showing off."

Arianna nods. "I'll see what I can do." They reached the store and walks inside. Arianna's breath caught in her throat.

Jack put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. "Come on. Let's get you some clothes. Pick out some styles you like."

Arianna goes off to pick out some short dresses and a few short sirts and a couple of shirts and goes to try them on.

Jack smiled, watching her. Then he grabbed some socks, boxers, and a few other things from the nearby mens' department. He waited for her while studying some shorts.

Ariana comes out in a short blue sundress. "How do I look?"