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[triplerose]

Who: Loras Tyrell (triplerose) & OPEN
What: A collection of open starters.
When: The month of May.
Where: Wyver and Olympia.
Warning(s): TBD.



[i. OLYMPIA]

[ A) Loras can be found on the beach. Upon hearing that Flona Cove is open to non-Olympians, he couldn't pass up the chance. He remembers it fondly from his arrival, and he recalls it as being the first time he's felt any sort of happiness or rest in a long time. His mood this time is much better. You can find him either sitting in the sand and soaking up the sun (he's fortunate enough to turn golden rather than red), splashing about in the waves that are rolling in, or wandering the vendor stalls. ]

or

[ B) How can he pass up the allure of fight club? Loras isn't one for fist fights, but when he stumbles across it, he's excited to watch. Maybe it's something he should practice. Watching the fights definitely makes him think it'd be a good idea. When he cheers, it's generally for no one in general - though there's maybe a preference when it comes to fighters from Wyver. ]

[ii. WYVER]

[ A) With the opening of Highgarden being approved, Loras feels more like himself than ever. He's missed this, really. As much as he loves being in the Knightryders and enjoys the arenas, this is the missing piece. Training, passing on his knowledge and love of his craft to others. He's taken care to set it up as much like his old training grounds as he could, but what he really enjoys the most is seeing the Tyrell banner flying. It's never going to be home, but this is close, and it's the best homage he can think. Come find him to chat about it, or do some sparring, or maybe get some pointers. ]

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[ B) The turn in weather has been very welcome. Like the natives, Loras welcomes to warm(er) weather with open arms. With the city emptied out as everyone goes to enjoy Flona Cove, he's taking the opportunity to wander the streets and enjoy the heat. With less people milling about, it's quite relaxing. Run into him at the stables, getting his mare ready for a day of riding, or maybe you've crossed paths in the quiet streets. ]

[iii. WILDCARD]

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[triplerose]

Have you? I feel pity for the man, then, that you wish to put that burden on.

[ The corner of his mouth turns up. He can tease, because he's seen Renly try to learn jousting, once many many years ago, when they were hardly young men. ]

Well, what do you think? [ Loras stands beside Renly, hands behind his back as he looks at the grounds. ] Have I captured some of the likeness of the grounds at Highgarden?

[antleredcrown]

I can stay in the saddle. Mostly. So long as no one is charging against me, anyway. [He slides his hand over Loras's back and looks over the grounds with him, immensely pleased.] It looks remarkable, Ser Tyrell. You've done your home proud.

[triplerose]

Our home. [ Loras is quick to correct Renly. ] The King in Highgarden.

[ There are touches, too, of Storm's End, where they could be fit. And Storm's End was as much home for Loras as Highgarden, and Renly was as welcome in the Tyrell's home as Loras himself.

He leans over to bump his shoulder against Renly's. ]

I find I miss it less every day.

[antleredcrown]

I miss parts of it. People mostly. The good parts, the good memories. But we can make new memories here, can't we? Write our own story, rather than have it dictated by the fates, or the gods, or whatever seemed to rule Westeros.

[triplerose]

I've already got the best part of Westeros with me.

[ And yes, he means Renly. The looks he gives Renly is nothing short of adoration and devotion, and Loras resists the urge to take Renly's hand. ]

This time, I'll give you the life I promised you. Or as close as I can get to it.

[antleredcrown]

[They're alone enough that Renly feels he can press a quick kiss to Loras's soft curls without being too self conscious about it.]

We have the start to a great life, here. I think it can only get better. I should find work, myself, so I'm not leaning on you entirely.

[triplerose]

[ Loras doesn't mean to laugh. It's just the thought of Renly doing work is funny, and sort of absurd to picture, so a laugh comea out of it's own accord. ]

I don't mind it, you know. But I'm certain there will be something here that suits you, if that's what you want.

[antleredcrown]

[Renly gives him a look of mock offense, touching his fingers to his chest over his heart as though mortally wounded.]

I could hold a job, if I so choose. Lest you forget that I was master of laws.

[triplerose]

I'd never forget anything about you. [ And he means it, you know. ] Perhaps you might enjoy the dragon sanctuary?

[antleredcrown]

[The dragon sanctuary was not something he'd considered, but... it was a possibility. It remind him just the right amount of home.]

Do you think they'd take to me, even if I am not a Targaryan?

[triplerose]

I think there's enough Targaryen in your bloodline that it won't matter much.

[ Loras gives Renly an amused look. Mostly, of all the businesses he can recall in Wyver, the sanctuary seems what Renly might take to the best. Loras doesn't care for dragons himself, but he knows that Reinhardt frequents the place and that Daenerys will likely be there, too. A good place for Renly to make friends and contacts. ]

Perhaps you can look into joining the diplomatic council, too, Master of Laws.