A Goddess's Affection (one on one)

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Richard Vern was an exceptional man. He was smarter than most of those around him, and better looking. His long black hair was kept in a tight braid down the middle of his back, and his green eyes seemed to sparkle with an inner light. He was a successful artist, his works selling all over the world, but he was bored. More importantly, he was lost and sexually frustrated. Most of the girls couldn't handle the fact that he was temperamental. He went to Ireland, hoping to find inspiration, but instead found himself enamoured with the countryside and the legends. He read as many of the old legends as possible, and one day, a goddess found him.

OOC: someone to play a Goddess of ancient Ireland
 
It sounds like a great story line and with 4 of my other threads ending in the last few days..

But we are already in a one on one in another thread.

Oh, well I most likley would be rather accurate on my 'irish goddess' any way, having done a bit of research in RL, which might make things a tad difficult.

Now that I have given you the facts. you decide its your thread.
 
OOC: i don't mind...was thinking Lady Erin, but that's just my thoughts
 
ok, Lady Erin, Eiru to purests (no im not one), the patron (mother) goddess of Ireland.

An interesting choice. Did you have in mind A woman like her or her in human form?

Just so we are both on the same page here dragon.
 
Lady Erin goddess of ireland. As old as time, well almost.
When in human form had long red curly hair and green eyes. With an hour glass figure and the carriage of a true lady of strong will.

there is no doubt she can and does get anything and any one she wants.

there is a always a reason for her being in human form.
 
Richard stood in an old ruined castle. He was studying some of the artwork in the castle, mostly stonework, when he heard something behind him. He turned around, but there was nothing there. Shrugging, he turned back to the statue he was examining.
 
Lady Erin is standing beside the statue now on the side he had turned away from.

She spoke, softly,"it is an intersting peice of stone."
 
Richard blinked, almost jumping out of his skin. "Who...how'd you get here?"
 
Lady Erin smiled a motherly smile,"how I got here is a long and boreing story. Why you are in this wonder filed castle is another matter."
 
Richard raised an eyebrow. "I'm studying the ruins of this castle for inspiration."
 
She smiled looking at the statue, "I can picture it in my mind new. The stone cuters dust barely removed. The grace the splendor."

She walked slowly around behind the statue and around to the other side.
 
The lady Erin smiled at the human. He had said he was looking for inspriation. As a mother goddess that was most assuredly one of her jobs in the orders fo things.

She looks him over very slowly, her graceful head moveing as she grazed at him from head to toe.

As she looked him over she bagan to plan her moves. It would not do for her to be caught unaware.

She knows she has a face and a body that men find very diserable. This man needs more then a bed mate, those are not hard for this one to find.

He needs something more to be inspired. So she askes softly, " What do you see whenyu look at this statue?"

She waited but before he spoke she added, "im Lady Erin by the way."
 
Richard raised an eyebrow at her scrutiny. He shrugged, then listened to what she had to say. "I'm Richard Vern. I'm an artist." He turned his attention to the statue, then shrugged again. "I see the wisdom of the ancients."
 
Erin raised an eyebrow back at him after he spoke. "you are more observant than most youmg men." She was going to go on but decided to take it slow.
 
Richard stretched, then yawned, and looked at his watch. "It's later than I thought it would be. I suppose I'd better make camp and get some sleep. Will you be okay by yourself?"
 
Erin smiled "I am always OK. But if you dont mind ill tag along"

Erin knew that this man needed he help and was not sure how to give it or for that matter, how it would be recieved either.
 
Richard raised an eyebrow, then shrugged, and walked out to his truck. He pulled a sleeping bag out, and then a tent, and quickly set up the tent. Then he made his bed in the tent, and laid down inside.
 
Erin walked with him. She took in his truck. thinking these modern inventions.

AFter Erik was laying down Erin walked a short distance away knowing that she had teh help of nature.

She did not have to walk far and she found an easy place to way down, still in sight of the opening of his tent. She knew she would stay comfortable.

After a bit Erin senced that he was asleep. Her mind went further checking his current dream.
 
Richard had long since lost dreams. In fact, the last dream he had had was several years ago, which was why he was looking for inspiration. He had fallen asleep without even a thought.
 
Erin was disturbed but not shocked by his lack of dreams. His eyes had seamed a bit empty earlier.

She knew the importance of dreams to humans, even more so the creative ones.

She rested her human body while her mind worked on the issue of how to restore this mans dreams and hopes.

Before dawn she got up and smiled, it would be nice treat for him. She picked up two things one was a bundle of stix and small logs the other was a box with a handle on it. In side it was a cooler and cooking and eating requirements.

She walked over to in front of his tent and set down the things and arranged for a shallow area for a fire. And soon had one going. Then she placed a fry pan on the fire and started to cook bacon and then eggs. While this was going on, she put fresh fruit from the cooler on the plates. then she added the bacon and eggs to the plates, ( they were extra large plates )followed by eating utensils.

Then she entered his tent. She came slow to him but staying far enough way that if she startled him their breakfast was safe.

She cleared her throat, "it is time of Richard Vern to eat his breakfast, before it gets cold."
 
Richard blinked, hearing her voice. He hadn't expected her to stay there. He stretched, then yawned, and sat up slowly. "Morning."
 
Erin smiled at him. "your breakfast is ready." her voice soft and melodic.

Sit still and I will give you your plate. When he does as she asks she hands over his plate Then sits close but not smuthering close and then she speaks again." Eat before it gets cold."

Then she begins eating her food.
 
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