[She's been so excited to get out of the manor once the weather has gotten better. She happily sits at a picnic blanket, a cup of tea in one hand. She doesn't even look up when someone is ushered to her, but the hand that had been reaching for a fruit tart darts out suddenly in a gesture of 'stop!']
You can't sit there. It's taken.
[There doesn't appear to be anyone there, though now that you look there's definitely a little jar of spiders. And there's a bunny rabbit on Helaena's other side, munching lazily on a slice of apple. There are two dragonflies on another corner, occasionally lifting up to dart about eating bugs attracted to the rotten apple bits. Helaena frowns lightly, reaching out to gently lift the jar and bring it to her lap, looking not very pleased that she had to make room for someone else at the expense of the seating arrangement she'd had.] Was there no where else open?
B. Prey (potential CW for a/b/o, breeding kink, knotting?? idk whatever your heart desires, i'm cool w/it)
[She's not too pleased to be stripped naked to take part of this, looking uncomfortable, frowning as she slips the mask on. For anyone else it might help, but how many other women are around here with clearly Targaryen coloring? She takes her time to braid her hair though, not wanting it to get caught on the branches as she waits for the go ahead and -- Ah, there it is. She stands for a beat too long, not sure the direction before she starts to run anyhow, ignoring the places where snow still melts, sticking to the dry area where her footsteps won't show in the ground.
It's thrilling, but there's an anxious feeling in her stomach all the while. Something is going to go wrong, she can feel it. There's also the idea of actually being seen and discovered, making her heart beat faster until she's sure that anyone actually hunting her could hear it.
What had she been thinking? Why did she think this was a good idea? She was the queen, for the gods' sake. Her family would have a fit if they knew about this.
She did sign up, and the whole thing is about playing a huge game of hide-and-seek basically, but maybe if she found Halsin and explained, she could back out of this gracefully and recover her clothing. With that in mind, she stands and begins carefully trying to make her way back, only managing a few feet before a cramp has her doubling over with a gasp of pain.
What the hell? Baffled, she doesn't quite understand it for a moment before she's leaning roughly against a tree and then kneeling on the ground, still stubbornly trying to crawl away-- but then, why was she trying to avoid getting caught again? Suddenly, being found doesn't seem like such a bad idea...]
C. Rose By Any Other Name
[She's happy to join in the festivities, watching from the periphery of the celebrations, laughing led to jumping over the fire, which she does without fear. Flames lick a little too close to her skin but she doesn't pay it any attention, hardly bothered.
Mostly she sticks to creating flower crowns, though she avoids making one with the provided supplies. But despite hers' lacking any magic to them, she's happy to create a lot of them...Mostly to go to people she knows. So if you know Helaena and have spoken to her, assume you have or will receive one from her!
Even if you don't, though, she may approach you, looking thoughtfully for a moment, before unceremoniously placing a flower crown on your head.] There. That looks fitting.
[The flower crown you receive from her seems to have a specific meaning that might make sense only to you. Maybe they're your favorite flowers, or your favorite colors. Maybe the flowers have a meaning to them that means something to you, or they're a loved one's favorite flowers. Either way it seems to fit you perfectly, and Helaena looks pleased, giving a little nod of finality] It's good, isn't it? Do you like it? It suits you.
D. Wildcard [For everything else! Helaena would be a Maiden during the ritual so feel free to play with that and have your character choose you. Open to M/F, F/F, and any other. Feel free to play up breeding kink and a/b/o stuff in Prompt B to your heart's content, and if anyone wants to find her, her wish on the tree will be for a small, travel-sized version of her dragon Dreamfyre.]
Helaena Targaryen | House of the Dragon | old char/old player | OTA!
[She's been so excited to get out of the manor once the weather has gotten better. She happily sits at a picnic blanket, a cup of tea in one hand. She doesn't even look up when someone is ushered to her, but the hand that had been reaching for a fruit tart darts out suddenly in a gesture of 'stop!']
You can't sit there. It's taken.
[There doesn't appear to be anyone there, though now that you look there's definitely a little jar of spiders. And there's a bunny rabbit on Helaena's other side, munching lazily on a slice of apple. There are two dragonflies on another corner, occasionally lifting up to dart about eating bugs attracted to the rotten apple bits. Helaena frowns lightly, reaching out to gently lift the jar and bring it to her lap, looking not very pleased that she had to make room for someone else at the expense of the seating arrangement she'd had.] Was there no where else open?
B. Prey (potential CW for a/b/o, breeding kink, knotting?? idk whatever your heart desires, i'm cool w/it)
[She's not too pleased to be stripped naked to take part of this, looking uncomfortable, frowning as she slips the mask on. For anyone else it might help, but how many other women are around here with clearly Targaryen coloring? She takes her time to braid her hair though, not wanting it to get caught on the branches as she waits for the go ahead and -- Ah, there it is. She stands for a beat too long, not sure the direction before she starts to run anyhow, ignoring the places where snow still melts, sticking to the dry area where her footsteps won't show in the ground.
It's thrilling, but there's an anxious feeling in her stomach all the while. Something is going to go wrong, she can feel it. There's also the idea of actually being seen and discovered, making her heart beat faster until she's sure that anyone actually hunting her could hear it.
What had she been thinking? Why did she think this was a good idea? She was the queen, for the gods' sake. Her family would have a fit if they knew about this.
She did sign up, and the whole thing is about playing a huge game of hide-and-seek basically, but maybe if she found Halsin and explained, she could back out of this gracefully and recover her clothing. With that in mind, she stands and begins carefully trying to make her way back, only managing a few feet before a cramp has her doubling over with a gasp of pain.
What the hell? Baffled, she doesn't quite understand it for a moment before she's leaning roughly against a tree and then kneeling on the ground, still stubbornly trying to crawl away-- but then, why was she trying to avoid getting caught again? Suddenly, being found doesn't seem like such a bad idea...]
C. Rose By Any Other Name
[She's happy to join in the festivities, watching from the periphery of the celebrations, laughing led to jumping over the fire, which she does without fear. Flames lick a little too close to her skin but she doesn't pay it any attention, hardly bothered.
Mostly she sticks to creating flower crowns, though she avoids making one with the provided supplies. But despite hers' lacking any magic to them, she's happy to create a lot of them...Mostly to go to people she knows. So if you know Helaena and have spoken to her, assume you have or will receive one from her!
Even if you don't, though, she may approach you, looking thoughtfully for a moment, before unceremoniously placing a flower crown on your head.] There. That looks fitting.
[The flower crown you receive from her seems to have a specific meaning that might make sense only to you. Maybe they're your favorite flowers, or your favorite colors. Maybe the flowers have a meaning to them that means something to you, or they're a loved one's favorite flowers. Either way it seems to fit you perfectly, and Helaena looks pleased, giving a little nod of finality] It's good, isn't it? Do you like it? It suits you.
D. Wildcard
[For everything else! Helaena would be a Maiden during the ritual so feel free to play with that and have your character choose you. Open to M/F, F/F, and any other. Feel free to play up breeding kink and a/b/o stuff in Prompt B to your heart's content, and if anyone wants to find her, her wish on the tree will be for a small, travel-sized version of her dragon Dreamfyre.]