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25 / male / gay / 3♦
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Hello, my name is Olivine. I'm a priest of the God of Klein, and I enjoy helping others in my free time. I'm also a healer, so if you ever find yourself in need, please don't hesitate to seek me out for assistance or conversation or both.
I like to think myself quite easy to get along with, and I'm happy to make friends and acquaintances. I've been told I can be a little too optimistic sometimes, but I can't really help it. Ah, and I've been working on myself of late to become more self-confident, with the help of others around me.
For the moment, I'm just looking to make connections. If I can, I'd also like to find something to do with myself—I have experience with several creative endeavours.
I may not be able to offer much now, but I hope to become more helpful in the future. Please bear with me in the interim.
As I mentioned before, I'm a healer and a priest. I also know a fair bit of magic, at least how it works in my own world. On top of that, I enjoy painting and writing.
I have a penchant for trying new things, even when they may seem strange. I'm quite... resilient, when it comes to that.
Oh, I don't know. I like a lot of fantasy books, especially ones with intrigue and romance in them, as well as tomes and history books. I also quite enjoy church music, though... I suppose I just like music in general. Things that are pleasant to listen to and soothe the heart.
I haven't gotten a chance to experience much in the way of food, personally. I do love home-cooked meals and fresh breads, things that are flavourful and comforting.
Well... I think my ideal partner would be someone strong-willed, confident, and warm-hearted. Someone kind and understanding, who can accept me as I am.
Mm... and it wouldn't hurt if he was someone playful and a bit rough. I like it when I'm taken by surprise, in all senses of the word, by someone I trust. Of course... it's also best if they can handle a little playfulness in return.
WINE
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
CLOWNS
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
BATH
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
PIRATES
.05 TITS OR ASS
TITS
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
TEA
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
SWEET
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
SUMMER
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
LACE
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
ROUGH SEX
ENFJ-T

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God, he doesn't remember much of any time he'd felt this worn, and it is far and away an exceptionally wonderful sensation. the insistent throb of his body now that the tentacles are gone keeps him fully aware of his location, if nothing else, and he can almost still feel them moving, stretching his belly despite the fact they're clearly not.]
Mm. I'm glad... I don't think I can move, though.
[as if that wasn't obvious. even he knows it is, and his weight leans toward the less messy side of the sheets largely on its own. really, even the drill sergeant would probably take one look at Olivine and just let him be after all this.]
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[ ... Was this the power of a holy man- ]
Rest, then. I'll keep us safe.
[ Why else have illusion powers if not to use them to skip mandatory training and take a nap? While the sight of Olivine might have been enough to inform any drill sergeant that he'd had his work out, several times over in fact, the sight of an empty bed would go a much longer way turning away any unwanted company with very unwanted intentions. ]
[ Kleken wasn't exactly eager to be dragged out of bed either at the moment. He'd much rather press a fond kiss to Olivine's cheek and settle an illusion over them to give the man much needed recovery time. ]
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It's hard to say if this is because of him being a Holy man, or just because Olivine is a prodigious slut and a masochist.]
Mmhn.
[but he's definitely run out of words now, so but collapsing into a comfortable resting position. His muscles are starting to relax more, hinting at a particularly long ache to come when the adrenaline is fully gone.
But at least for right now, he can nestle in with Kleken, completely without worry as exhaustion finally claims his conscious mind. Illusion or not, all he cares about right now is their continued puffy l physical contact while he sleeps.
Probably for like, the whole day, at this point.]