Darim- 26 years old- Acer

Carfully the man took her hand leading her down into the garden before taking the blindfold off of her eyes. "You can open them now." He whispered before stepping away. There was flowers of every color here from red to violet. The air here was a bit humid, in fact the leave basically dripped with condensation from the humidity though it was pleasantly cool among the plants. Butterflies of all colors fluttered by and there was even some sort of nectar eating birds that darted about. It was like paradise hidden away from the word by a sheet of ivy.

Atara - 22(f) - Acer

Slowly, cautiously as if he was leading her by a steep fall of several hundred meters did she follow him, not keen on falling and looking like a fool. As they got down the strong smell of flowers filled her nose. Some she recogniced, others she didnt. Heck there was even roses mixed in with these flowers, she would recognise that smell anywhere. Where the hell are they for such a powerfull smell of flowers to reign supreme? When told she could open her eyes she did so, having to blink a few times as she got the sun in her eyes. But the eyes got used to it pretty quickly. Her jaw fell down as she stared around them, slowly spinning while looking at all the colours. "It ... its amazing." she whisperd with wide eyes that took in every detail. With a wide smile on her lips she took a few steps forwards. Her hands gently gripping a brightred rose that shined as brightly as if it was of a ruby. The red petals was carrying water on them, making the sunlight shine brightly on it. With a soft movement she bent the flower towards her and sniffed it a bit. Wonderfull .. just wonderfull! With that done she turned towards Darim, a wide smile on her face and really beaming with joy. "Thank you Darim." she said in a soft tone.

Darim- 26 years old- Acer

"It's nothing really." Was he really sure he was going to go through with this? She had seemed so down before though now she was-overjoyed it seemed. Would this be a good time to make a move towards telling her how he felt? What's the worse that could happen? She hit him and they never speak again to one another? Possibly. "Atara?" The man asked looking at the floor for a moment. The puppy was sitting at his feet still panting as it might from where he had placed it on the ground just moments before. He needed to make a harness for it, so he could carry it with his where ever he was to go, or maybe a pouch for now. "I was wondering if..." He cut off for a moment. God this wasn't at all what he wanted to say to her! He was such an idiot! "Would you like to?" ******. "Perhaps?" Damn it. "Possibly..." Just go for the kiss.... Slowly he closed the gap between them. It was...awkward to say the least as he looked down at her for a moment. Then he made his move. Leaning in, Darim planted a light kiss on the woman's lips before turning away red in the face with embaressment. "Atara in this week that I've known you, I will honestly say that it's been the best of my life. It-it feels like your more than just a sister of the hood to me. I...I like you Atara. I like you more than anyone I have met before, it-it just makes my heart flutter to be even this close to you. Words can't express how much it means that I even got you to speak with me now."

Atara - 22(f) - Acer

She looked at him once before looking around them again, walking up to a flower she had never seen before. It was a soft blue, remenissing of the sky after heavy rain, soft yt clear and crisp. The smell was faint, barley there even. But it was a rather sweet smell, almost like a fruit of some sort. however she couldnt decide wich one it would be. As her name was said she looked up and over her shoulder towards him. "Yeah?" she asked, turning around so she face him. She stood silently, waiting for him to talk. Why is he so .... nervous? As he walked up to her and stared at her she got really confused. Did she have something in her face? Or was there something in her teeth? As he kissed her she couldnt help it really. Her heart stoped beating, her eyes widend and she feelt nothing but shock from it. His lips had been gentle, soft against hers and left about as quickly as they had touched. Her normally tanned looking face turned as red the fabric on their uniforms.

The words he spoke hit her with the brute force of a horse ramming her to the ground. Cautiously she glanced down at the ground. Growing up alone, even as a member of the creed she had been alone, noone really wanted to play with her, noone wanted to train with her and their words still rang in her head. When she was in her early teenyears she had been having a crush on one of the guys. He had tricked her for a week that they would go on a date to a cliff, watching the stars and the moon while having a picknick. She had waited the entire night , only to have him laugh her in the face when she asked about it. After that she had compleatly just ignored the others as they did to her. Honestly speaking she hadnt spoken much or interacted with anyone before that incident either but that one had simply made her give up about it. "A... are you messing with me?" she asked in a low tone, expecting him to laugh it off.

Darim- 26 years old- Acer

She didn't seem angry, if anything she seemed to have enjoyed the moment. But upon her question he grew a bit confused. "What? Why would this be a joke?" It was so hard to find love in the Brotherhood, and one couldn't exactly find love outside of them. Love was no really an option for him, he had to be careful whom he told whom was his father. "I would never joke about this." Is anything he was a bit upset she had even suggested that he was joking. Again be approached her though not as close. "Atara...I want to spend my life with you, and that's not a joke."

Atara - 22(f) - Acer

She looked up at him with cautious eyes, slowly trying to figure out if it was a test of some sort, or just a sick joke. But his words seemed to be genuine as well as his feelings. As it sank in that he was beeing serious, that he genuinly cared for her in the manner that he claimed to she couldnt help but feel tears apear in her eyes and with a quick step forward she wrapped her arms around him, shaking from the crying she desperatly tried to keep in check. Her face was hiding against his chest and when she just stood there, hugging him tightly she couldnt help but cry. This was somethign she had longed for her entire life.

Darim- 26 years old- Acer

The hug took him by surprise, though he simply returned the favor and hugged her back. "Hey it's alright...there's no reason to cry. I understand if you don't feel the same, I just wanted you to know. I didn't mean to make you cry." Well great! He had made her cry! Father would have murdered him if he had found out. He had really messed up this time there was no doubt about that.

Atara - 22(f) - Acer

It took her some time to calm down enough to be able to talk at all. "Its not that, I assure you Darim I feel just the same as you, but I have never had anyone care for me before ..." she said in a low tone. She cant remember anyone, not even her mentor actually caring for her. He saw her more or less as a good outsider with massive potential. And as she had come to understand later on in life, as fresh blood to the creed. She wasnt loved or cared for, she was just tended to so she would survive.

Darim- 26 years old- Acer

"Well then that changes now." The man said moving again kissing her again this time though for longer. It was such a warm feeling to have her in his embrace. Carefully hhe put his hands about her waist she he pulled her closer to him. This was what love really was. No wonder it didn't matter whom it was that you loved, once you felt love that's all there was to it. Be it a Templar or a woman adopted into the creed you could not deny love.

Atara - 22(f) - Acer


As he spoke she slowly nodded, still feeling tears fall down her sheek as she did so. To her it all feelt surreal, like a weird dream that she would wake up from any moment. But as he kissed her, this time loonger she feelt how she calmed down a bit. Well calm down is probably the wrong word for it. As the lips meet it was as if a storm started raging in her stomach, strng winds tearing up strong feelings within her stomach. While the feeling was as strong as a storm on open water the feeling from it was as gentle and comforting as a gentle breeze during a nice summerday. The kiss seemed to last an eternity and she carefully answered it, unsure of what to actually do. But as it ended and she was pulled towards him she relaxed a bit, her head tilting against his chest and her eyes closing while her arms rested around him. For once in her life, she actually belived that someone, a other human beeing cared for her.