“What a lovely little wall to write on! I made sure it was good for others.”
“What a lovely little wall to write on! I made sure it was good for others.”
One of these is dangerously high next to the other.
Vesper looked down at Lennothan, an eyebrow raised. If he was well aware, then why was he on the ground? Certainly there were safer spots to rest at, right?
Well, he had hoped so. He watched as the stranger scooted away from him, rather surprised.
“Are you? Are you certain?” Vesper typed into his phone, and the robotic text to speech read out his text. “Isn’t there a better place for you to rest? What if a different kind of person had found you?” Vesper looked rather concerned at the stranger.
“What would you have done then?”
A mysterious voice came from the device, his eyes widening as he looks form Vesper’s phone to the man’s own eyes. His ears folded as his feline-like tail began to wag rapidly-- he did not like this sound. Slowly, he does get up, his head towering over him if not for Lennothan’s fearful hunching. He steeples his fingers together, looking down in a sort of shame. “I thought the woods were good-- this place was surrounded by Shadow-beasts not too long ago.”
Shit, probably shouldn’t say that.
“I would be back, uh, home, but it’s so stuffy, I figured I’d relax here...?
@friendsamongstars continued from x
“...Are you sure, kid? I’m pretty sure I just saw you get launched 100 feet into the air...”
This human didn’t look human, he had these sort of pointy ears. Still she made sure hers were lowered, trying to hide them as she glanced on in concern. She reaches out for the boy, only to pull her hand back in slight fear.
“I mean, I don’t even think most cats could survive such falls...”
With the loud sound of a La Cucaracha Horn. A brash redheaded woman crashes her motorcycle into the office walls of the F.A.L. She dusts herself off as she walks away from the crash and looks up at Apollyon,
"If anyone asks... the wall was like that when I got here."
He should’ve saw this coming, first a demon child, now a red headed chick drives right into his office.
Apollyon simply stands from his chair unamused, wiping the now powered drywall off his face. Well, he will say, this is the first ever human to catch him on his break so he has to give props where it’s due. He slowly moves from behind his desk, slowly pushing the car from out of the wall. It was easy, just...if anyone heard, his head would be on a plate.
After completely shoving it into the abyss, he wipes his head to look at the woman, his eyes raising.
“How did you even get here, Miss?”
@melatoninburst proposed: "Miss Herla, I brought you some books from my home. I figure it'd be nice to read something new, right?" ( I hope this is okay! )
“HHAAH--! OH MY GOODNESS--!”
Quickly, Herla scuttled back to her little cave of books, quick little scuffles of wood hitting leatherback was certainly loud for someone trying to hide. After a moment, she peaks her head out, her button eyes looking around before catching sight of a certain woman...with some books!
She crawls out, reaching out a little wooden hand for a wave. “Sorry! Thought you were the horned man! Of course, I would love some books!”
The look on her little wooden face was very happy, almost ecstatic, jumping out of her little book hole and going right to the woman in question.
@a-shy-mage proposed: “I never throw up. I just tell my stomach to deal with it. My body is terrified of me.” ((From Coal, from the Brooklyn Nine-Nine starter prompts? For a random muse if that's okay, sorry but this quote just screams Coal vibes.)) ~~
“Is that so, honey?” A voice spoke, the accent very thick. Soon enough, a small head pop’s out of the tree’s foliage, the figure’s tightly coiled hair containing some also. She didn’t seem exactly...seemed phased, but judging the look in her yellow eyes, it was more disappointed than concerned.
“I’m sure there are more things that are more terrified of you than just your stomach, darling.”
@a-shy-mage proposed: “The sun isn’t rising anytime soon, you know.” From Vesper to Lennothan ?
From this meme
Lennothan immediately gets up from his spot on the dirt-- his green eyes blinking at the new stranger. Thank goodness he was still in his Satyrian disguise, or else he would’ve been royally screwed. Well, considering he was in a Satyrian façade, he was just screwed regardless. He sits up, scooting away a little bit from the other as he struggles to even get up. He was about to sleep, too...
And for still being a tall fella, he sure was scared of the human before him.
“I-I am aware!”
@starofvirtue proposed: 18. Put my muse on your muse’s shoulders // Shu to xion~
From this meme ~~
Xion did not expect to be picked up so quickly, lest picked up at all--! But, is to be expected if she was to roam with this party. It’s...not something she’s used too still, but she digresses. After a moment, she stars at the older mans head, her hands resting in his long white-ish hair. She does lift them up a little, waving them in the air.
Shuu seemed to nod, visibly loosening up when he could hear her take a bite. Good, good. New Heart eat. New Heart get strong. New Heart recover. Smelled blood. Blood no good.
He crept away, beginning to look through more of his nest and belongings, hoping to find something. Most of these things, he would admit, he stole from the blonde man he could barely remember, for some reason– but he hurt children. So Shuu took the things that the man deemed important. All to protect the kids. He was like their own Saint Nicholas, or Robin Hood. He just hoped he could find something to help with Midnight’s injuries.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed with recognition, and the feral man carefully picked up what looked to be bandages, some cloth, and a bit of water, making his way back to Midnight. He held them out, as if asking if he could tend to her.
“ You, hurt. I help. ”
Her scared, bleak eyes look down to the bandages. She manages to scoot away a little, putting her hands out in worry. One of her hands definitely moves over the crystal, wincing in pain as she does so. Her upper lip lifts, flashing off her fanged teeth; being a teenager, they were still small to be considered normal incisors. It wasn’t like Midnight cared, nothing ever mattered in the end.
Still, she didn’t mumble another word in that instance, simply keeping her blue eyes locked on him through the pain. She manages a whimper as she takes a step back.
“N-No, it’s fine, It’s just a scratch...”
*W3LL AREN’T YOU [[tall dark and handsome]]??? I MEAN-I MEAN WHAT CAN I HELP YOU WITH [esteemed cust0mer]??
Damn these stupid commercials. The last thing he wanted to do is anger someone so tall.
The person that had walked into his trashy shop was hard to distinguish between a Darkner and a Lightner. True, he looked like a Lightner, but there was…something about him that made it seem like he wasn’t.
Plus, he was extremely tall compared to his small, plastic body. If the customer do chose, he would be flattened against the wall in an instant. So Spamton would be very careful not to say something too stupid.
…Something he was already failing at doing.
*WELL?? THIS ISN’T A [[relaxing spa getaway]], Y’KNOW!! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!?
Now, Apollyon knew an esteemed gentlemen when he sees one! And this...little puppet doll thing that was speaking to him from oh so below? He was a salesman. From the sound of it, he couldn’t control his speech, so he’ll let the marketing slide. Instead, Apollyon will huddle close to the floor, practically crawling on all fours as he explored the wares.
“It’s sort of difficult, for this place being so small you see. You’d figure an stellar man like yourself would be working out of a house, not a dumpster?”
... he kind of reminded the Demon Lord of Herla; small and perfect as a doll.
@gxdsfury continued from x
Lennothan knew those words all too well, almost to a T, it seems. The Weilder blinks his four eyes, green orbs staring down at Inana with a sort of sodden, understanding gaze. After everything, seeing a god unlike his own that he was meant to capture...it felt humanizing.
“You...mustn’t be,” He reiterates, putting out a hand to the other, “A creature of the dark who lives in fear will only fester in it’s frustrations. You...Miss, I’m sorry I never got your name--?”
Oh, Lennothan, still trying to be the young and respectable boy he was meant to be. “You...are like me, in a lot of ways I think?”
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"Hey, are you going to eat that?" Despite asking first, Andrew already reached out and grabbed the plate. ( To anyone )
Raph just kind a sorta...looks up, from his plate. Well, former plate, in a sort of confusion. First of all, who was this guy, second of all, that was Raph’s sandwich! It was his best one yet-- the principle of all culinary delights!
“I uh, I was until you took it! You coulda just asked for a sandwich...stranger. Who even are you?!”
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“Y’know, I feel like I shouldn’t have to explain; is it not obvious how lucky you have it?” The demon lord almost sounded whiney, folding his arms across his chest as...he looks slightly downward?
“I knew I sensed a disturbance across worlds, something I always wished to do, and come to see that I feel that energy before my very being? Of course I’m going to have a word, it’s my Devil given right.”
And he’s pouting. This is downright embarrassing on his part.
WIFE / HUSBAND APPLICATION:
How well do we know each other?:
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Are you attracted to me?:
Why do you want to marry me?:
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Sleepy, bleary eyes opened to look up at the newcomer while the rather… Feral man had sat in his made-up nest of bits of wood and rocks and a tarp he found. Anything for a home.
… He slid over what looked to be a piece of rabbit, skinned and cooked oh-so-meticulously. Looks like Shuu hadn’t forgotten his cooking skills. It looked to be one of the… Many things in his nest that he had. What the hell kind of treasures did he keep in here?
Midnight lifted her head suddenly at the man in the cave... her blue eyes as narrow as can be, her entire form shaking...and her collar bone bloody yet shiny. It was almost like she was eyeing Shu in a sort of... Supernatural light;
Yet...she slowly comes closer, yanking the cooked rabbit before taking a bite. She was starving, and she looked like it, too.