On the one hand, at least he's not a prisoner anymore on his way to Hellgate with a miserable future in a cell awaiting him. Instead, he's been made a prisoner in this foreign city, expected to do things that go against him being a holy soldier, such as participate in sexual activity at least three times a month. He already felt besmirched by the line marking his throat - to be told he has to follow a program of finding a partner as part of a frankly indecent lifestyle makes for one grouchy Fjerdan.
This is Matthias' worst nightmare and it's hard to ignore a 6'4" giant when he's pacing furiously outside the orientation building. You better step out of his way before you get knocked down into the snow. ]
« WINTER WONDERLAND
[ Does Matthias look like the kind of person who would play around in the snow for fun?
Maybe back when he was a child, but nowadays he's far too serious for that. He's an adult, after all. The lewd snow figures get a particularly judging look from him.
His size makes him an easy target for throwing at though, and when one ball of snow collides with his back, he whirls around with an accusatory look. ]
I'm not playing. [ Or maybe he will if you keep provoking him. ]
« SURPRISES FOR SALE
[ It was a mistake to have the hot chocolate.
Drüskelle are generally not allowed indulgences, which include sweet things. The fact that he'd given in to having a sweet drink was a sign the city was already corrupting him, but he'd wanted something to warm him up in this weather.
The problem is now he's too warm. Not only that, he feels...
He feels the way he did waking up naked next to Nina in the morning. Quietly aroused.
You'll find him sat hunched over on a bench with his eyes shut, taking deep breaths, hoping no one remotely attractive starts talking to him. Whatever poison this is, he'll wait it out. ]
matthias helvar | shadow & bone | submissive
[ Matthias is seething after orientation.
On the one hand, at least he's not a prisoner anymore on his way to Hellgate with a miserable future in a cell awaiting him. Instead, he's been made a prisoner in this foreign city, expected to do things that go against him being a holy soldier, such as participate in sexual activity at least three times a month. He already felt besmirched by the line marking his throat - to be told he has to follow a program of finding a partner as part of a frankly indecent lifestyle makes for one grouchy Fjerdan.
This is Matthias' worst nightmare and it's hard to ignore a 6'4" giant when he's pacing furiously outside the orientation building. You better step out of his way before you get knocked down into the snow. ]
« WINTER WONDERLAND
[ Does Matthias look like the kind of person who would play around in the snow for fun?
Maybe back when he was a child, but nowadays he's far too serious for that. He's an adult, after all. The lewd snow figures get a particularly judging look from him.
His size makes him an easy target for throwing at though, and when one ball of snow collides with his back, he whirls around with an accusatory look. ]
I'm not playing. [ Or maybe he will if you keep provoking him. ]
« SURPRISES FOR SALE
[ It was a mistake to have the hot chocolate.
Drüskelle are generally not allowed indulgences, which include sweet things. The fact that he'd given in to having a sweet drink was a sign the city was already corrupting him, but he'd wanted something to warm him up in this weather.
The problem is now he's too warm. Not only that, he feels...
He feels the way he did waking up naked next to Nina in the morning. Quietly aroused.
You'll find him sat hunched over on a bench with his eyes shut, taking deep breaths, hoping no one remotely attractive starts talking to him. Whatever poison this is, he'll wait it out. ]