While Renard stares at the ceiling, he doesn't at first notice the man who appears sitting in the chair across from him in the foyer. This man is dressed in an unusual range of clothing, definitely not an outfit that a person of that day and age would be familiar with. He is a man of approximately forty years with purple eyes and bleach blond hair; swept to one side in a youthful style with a streak of purple coloring just above the fringe. A gold earring of a naked lady dangles from his left ear. His skin is deeply tanned, as someone might expect from a person that spends an unhealthy amount of time in the sun, and his tanned skin proves to be a vast contrast, not only to his hair, but also to his clothing: A clean white T-shirt with the word REVEL printed boldly across the front in black, white denim jeans with rips in the knees, a purple leather belt, and a white watch on his wrist with a golden face. On his feet are purple slip-on pointed toe Chelsea boots, one of which are decorated with a childish yellow drawing of a smiley face. The middle finger of his right hand has a large gold ring with a molding that says, GOD.
He speaks to gain Renard's attention. The tone of his voice is smooth, deep and grainy, with a twist of upbeat demeanor:
"All that personal conflict.... Must give you a nasty headache."
It takes a while before Renard actually acknowledges the man's presence. He identifies him as some sort of jester.
Renard looks at him with empty eyes, seemingly expecting a follow-up to what he had already said.
Trixie looked around for a second. Making sense of where she was, rather confused. She payed no attention to Orson though. Glaring at Revel. "Trixie will not obey you, human! Rack off, silly poop throwing ape!" she shouts at him, she eats her fries up hungrily though, ravenously. After that she locks her lips. "Thanks for the fries though." she says, with a slight chuckle. She tries to get out of her mummy wrapping.
Orson then turns to the horse in the cage, wrapped up in linen cloth and acting strangely, he then decides that this thing was probably brought here for Orson and Revel's own amusement, so he figured he would test out his new dagger.
Orson pulls out the knife by the hilt, and then swiftly throws it at the horse's leg, it lands perfectly on point and sinks deep into the horse's flesh, the knife then almost immediately flies back at Orson hilt first and returns to his pocket.
Ariel follows towards the creaking bird-like noise, eventually arriving at a Lounge style room. The place is not well lit, but there is just enough lighting to make out the main format of furniture. Oddly enough, still standing in the Lounge beside an entrance to the next walk, he feels like he is being watched. The sensation causes a shiver to run up his spine and his arm hairs to stand on end.
"Somebody there?" He thinks for a moment, considering the possibility that whoever was there, so long as it wasn't his imagination, may be hiding out of fear. After all, the town wasn't exactly a safe haven, and the mansion would be a good place for survivors of the town to hide out in. Then again, it could have been a monster watching him. "I won't hurt you." He assures them in a gentle tone. "I'm just here with my friends for shelter from the night. You don't have to be afraid."
Taking a quiet deep breath, Ariel hopes that his words don't summon the appearance of a beast.
Ezmond tells the others he is going to stay outside for a while and watch over the entrances. Betty doesn't mind the sound of that all and goes inside after Chissy. I'm guessing Ly goes in as well.
Betty decides not to follow Chissy, not directly anyway. After all the gosh darn horrible things that happened the little dragon probably needed some space, but Betty still wanted to keep an eye on her to make sure she stayed safe. The best way to accomplish both these things was to try and follow Chissy from a distance, and hopefully not lose her along the way.
Betty asked Ly if she wanted to come along as well, and I'm supposing she said yes. Unfortunately the creaking floorboards made their stalking pretty hard, so they had to stay back a good distance and that only resulted in actually losing track of Chissy after the first few minutes. Feeling a little panicked, Betty starts moving faster, searching all the passages, until she came to a quick stop when she heard the voice of Ariel talking. She kept hidden behind a corner at the other end of a passage that led straight to where Ariel was in another room. From there she listened to what he was saying, but didn't move an inch at all, in case the floor boards gave her position away. By what he was saying, Ariel must have been trying to coax out an unseen person.... Maybe that person was Chissy.
Back outside and guarding the mansion in his own way, Ezmond can't be seen because he's taken on the form of a large rock that is just sitting there blocking the door. Very discrete.
It seemed as though Chisille's idea to camouflage herself against the wall was justified, as the floor started squeaking again. A human who she did not recognize walked into the room, attracted by all the noise that she had made. She kept perfectly still and quiet... except not really. She still had to quietly breathe and all that so there was still something to be discovered by, but unless Ariel actually got close enough to her position, she would remain hidden.
The longer Chisille looked at Ariel, the more she seemed to know this particular man. In the dark she couldn't make any definite conclusions, so instead she just continued to remain hidden, hoping that someone she knew would be able to distract them or that they would leave her alone. If they got any closer to her position she might have to lash out and flee back to the rest of her group.
A certain smell was drifting about the room that Ariel could detect. The unmistakable smell of smoke from a recent flame wafting about the place, which was strange because there was no fireplace in this room, or at least no lit one. It didn't smell like wood smoke either.
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As Annie turns to look at Ei, Ei does the same and listens to her talk, concered about her. When Annie fondles her belly, Ei smiles and leans in closer.
"Even if you don't need mortal love, you can still have mine, Annie. I'll love you, even if others won't." Ei says as she places a kiss on Annie’s forehead and smiles.
When Annie mentions the dragon, Ei simply wraps an arms around Annie, and places a finger on Annie's lips. "And don't worry about the Order, I won't let anyone take you away. I'll stay with you, keep you safe. We can always deal with the Order later."
Annie had planned on elaborating on the danger of the dragon in their midst, but Ei’s touch on her lips drew her thoughts to another realm. Before Ei could withdraw her finger, Annie had wrapped her mouth around it, gripping it tight and bracing it with her teeth. The grip was not strong enough to draw blood, not even for a mortal, yet it revealed the emotional desire Annie felt for Ei’s affections as she gripped Ei’s wrist with one hand to ensure she would not pull away.
She proceeded to suckle Ei’s finger as an infant animal would its mother’s teat, eyes closed contently. It was a session that lasted for some time before Annie released Ei’s wrist, spat the finger and shot open her eyes – In a single movement blurred with speed, Annie had thrust herself at Ei, enveloping her with arms and legs like a spider would its prey, gripping her body so tight that any average man would have had his ribs and spine crumble beneath the pressure. She buried her face into the nape of Ei’s neck, gnawing to peel away the skin to feast on what lied beneath. In so doing, she produced groaning’s to the likes of a bear feasting on the first meal of Spring.
Then she stopped, as though suddenly becoming aware of her own behavior. Her grip loosened as she drew back, her skin close to black, speckled with highlights similar to the glittered markings of Granite, while she glared at Ei with two translucent grey orbs that had now taken the place of her eyes.
“We must duel!”
The crate contains several empty glass bottles, and it looks like some have been taken.
Ki looks at Vernon and opens her mouth to talk, but instead only lets out a big yawn, making it quite obvious what she was intending to say.
Vernon, not estranged to the needs of children, had to forgo his desire to continue. He provided a smile for Ki, albeit a little forced, and agreed with the majority to stay and rest a while. He used the still burning candle to start a fire where the previous fire had died, and made up a makeshift place for he and Ki to lay near each other. She rested her head in the crook of one arm and fell to sleep quickly. Surprisingly enough, it did not take Vernon long to drift into world of dreams along with her.
As Annie laugh passes and the darkness grows, Arin tries to think of how this child has so much power. As he thinks about it more and more, He can't hold back the urge to release some anger. He slams his scythe into the ground causing a dent about a foot deep and 3 feet wide with cracks running 10 feet away. As he calms down, he reasons with him self. "Could be a witch... Or maybe a monster." Arin stands tall once more while pulling his scythe out of the hole with ease. He walks off looking for a library of some sort, if one resides in this town.
After a while of walking, Arin still hasn't found a library. Either he is being unlucky in his search, there is none, or it's too dark to see that well. Either way, it might be smart to take shelter for the night soon.
It was then that Arin caught eye of another nearby. A tall figure in the night. They were dressed in a black robe, a hood hiding their face, arms folded, hands sheathed in their sleeves. They did not speak. They did not move. They simply stood facing Arin, watching, emitting a soft and rapid succession of short, sharp sounds.
Fin saw something shiny lying on the ground. As he reached down to pick it up, he couldn't help but feel a bit... weird.
It was then that Fin caught eye of another nearby. Some ten feet away stood a tall figure in the night. They were dressed in a black robe, a hood hiding their face, arms folded, hands sheathed in their sleeves. They did not speak. They did not move. They simply stood facing Fin, watching, emitting a soft and rapid succession of short, sharp sounds.
Three more dark figures appeared standing in three locations outside the mansion. They did not speak. They did not move. They simply stood in the night facing the house, emitting a soft and rapid succession of short, sharp sounds.
Boris is so filled with the effects of the bone that, believe it or not (and you probably won't), the kick from the knight kinda tickles him. He is chuckling as he comes tumbling to the ground. But he quickly springs to his feet and charges back into battle. He is moving so very fast at this point that he manages to get a heavy blow in, finally making a nice powerful blow to the knights knee as it is busy turning away to attack Jack.
The powerful hit Boris dealt to the Knight causes it to stumble forwards, forcing it to abandon it's attack on Jack, but also almost causing it to fall over onto Poor 'ol Bob. Fortunately, the knight remains standing, and moves it's shield to prevent Jack from getting close or opening fire while the Knight brings down his warhammer on Boris.
Annie had planned on elaborating on the danger of the dragon in their midst, but Ei’s touch on her lips drew her thoughts to another realm. Before Ei could withdraw her finger, Annie had wrapped her mouth around it, gripping it tight and bracing it with her teeth. The grip was not strong enough to draw blood, not even for a mortal, yet it revealed the emotional desire Annie felt for Ei’s affections as she gripped Ei’s wrist with one hand to ensure she would not pull away.
She proceeded to suckle Ei’s finger as an infant animal would its mother’s teat, eyes closed contently. It was a session that lasted for some time before Annie released Ei’s wrist, spat the finger and shot open her eyes – In a single movement blurred with speed, Annie had thrust herself at Ei, enveloping her with arms and legs like a spider would its prey, gripping her body so tight that any average man would have had his ribs and spine crumble beneath the pressure. She buried her face into the nape of Ei’s neck, gnawing to peel away the skin to feast on what lied beneath. In so doing, she produced groaning’s to the likes of a bear feasting on the first meal of Spring.
Then she stopped, as though suddenly becoming aware of her own behavior. Her grip loosened as she drew back, her skin close to black, speckled with highlights similar to the glittered markings of Granite, while she glared at Ei with two translucent grey orbs that had now taken the place of her eyes.
“We must duel!”
Ei is pleasantly surprised as Annie suckles her finger, and she doesn't pull it back until Annie spits it out. Annie's move takes Ei by surprise as she suddenly found herself held tightly by Annie, who starts gnawing on Ei's skin and flesh. Ei struggles for a bit but it soon becomes apparent that Annie's strength with which she holds Ei is greater than the strength Ei can use to throw Annie off, so she stops struggling, the damage probably wouldn't be permanent anyway.
When Annie stops, the wound she created with her gnawing and eating is bleeding, but Ei still manages to smile at Annie.
"Catching me off-guard like that, how sneaky of you. But you want to fight? Fine by me."
With Annie loosening her grip on Ei, Ei sees her opportunity, and rolls over, moving herself on top of Annie, and then pushing herself off of Annie and onto her feet. She then puts her hand to the wound Annie created to feel how big it is.
"Well, guess you were hungry, huh?" Ei says as she smiles and stretches a bit.
"This room is a bit to small for my liking, but if you want to fight, then let's fight. Hopefully we won't bring the house down while we do."
The powerful hit Boris dealt to the Knight causes it to stumble forwards, forcing it to abandon it's attack on Jack, but also almost causing it to fall over onto Poor 'ol Bob. Fortunately, the knight remains standing, and moves it's shield to prevent Jack from getting close or opening fire while the Knight brings down his warhammer on Boris.
Boris, with a fresh burst of power from the most recent blow to the knights knee, sidesteps just in time for the warhammer to strike the ground just millimeters from him. The shock from the warhammer striking the ground allows Boris an added advantage - the extra boost he needs in his followup attack! Bounding from the ground - with the force of the shockwave providing that extra oomph - Boris uses the warhammer as a step to further his rise into the air, allowing him to jump high and fast enough to bring his bone back down with a hard strike on the back of the knights neck, who is still lurching forward from his strike with the warhammer.
It seemed as though Chisille's idea to camouflage herself against the wall was justified, as the floor started squeaking again. A human who she did not recognize walked into the room, attracted by all the noise that she had made. She kept perfectly still and quiet... except not really. She still had to quietly breathe and all that so there was still something to be discovered by, but unless Ariel actually got close enough to her position, she would remain hidden.
The longer Chisille looked at Ariel, the more she seemed to know this particular man. In the dark she couldn't make any definite conclusions, so instead she just continued to remain hidden, hoping that someone she knew would be able to distract them or that they would leave her alone. If they got any closer to her position she might have to lash out and flee back to the rest of her group.
A certain smell was drifting about the room that Ariel could detect. The unmistakable smell of smoke from a recent flame wafting about the place, which was strange because there was no fireplace in this room, or at least no lit one. It didn't smell like wood smoke either.
While awaiting a response from the unknown watcher, Ariel identified an aroma in the air. It was a distinct smell of lingering smoke, but not from any regular source. He had smelt this specific smoky scents at numerous events during his time as an angel, and it was a smell that could have only been caused by a few specific things... Interestingly enough, all but one of those things could have actually been responsible in that mansion, at that time, in the town of Waise.
Ariel smiled once he realized what had caused the smell, feeling glad that it wasn't a monster watching him - well, not a real monster, even though some people might call it one. But to Ariel, Dragons were far from being monsters.
"Hello Chisille...." Ariel spoke softly and as kindly as he could, which was something he was actually very good at being that his previous line of work called for it quite often. It's the gift of practically any angel to subdue someone with a gentle voice; "We met earlier, remember me? I'm not going to hurt you...." He paused for a moment, then continued; "I was only joking with what I said back at the house.... I'm very sorry for what I did. Truly I am. I didn't mean to scare you. I didn't want you to run away. Really though... you have no reason to fear me. To be honest, I actually love dragons. They're one of my all time favorite creatures."
To prove he had no intention of being aggressive, and to appear a little more submissive, he took a few very careful steps towards a chair and sat down slowly.
"You can come out. It's fine. I know your there. And I give you permission to burn me to ashes if I ever say anything like that again. It would be my honor to meet you properly."
It takes a while before Renard actually acknowledges the man's presence. He identifies him as some sort of jester.
Renard looks at him with empty eyes, seemingly expecting a follow-up to what he had already said.
"You know, Renard," Revel says; "I used to be a lot like you - Actually, no, that's just a blatant lie. But I have come across many people with similar personal conflicts as your own. The doubt in ones self. The feelings of inadequacy. The self loathing. The countless questions and confusion. All those feeling of emptiness and sorrow...." He sighs. "That whole identity crisis thing... you know, it's all very boring to be perfectly honest. You're capable of so much more. Which is, in fact, the reason why I'm sitting here right now. I think I can help put a smile back on that dial of yours! Oh - and where are my manner?"
Revel leans forward in his chair, extending one hand.
"Call me Revel! Just in case the writing on my top didn't give it a away."
Trixie looked around for a second. Making sense of where she was, rather confused. She payed no attention to Orson though. Glaring at Revel. "Trixie will not obey you, human! Rack off, silly poop throwing ape!" she shouts at him, she eats her fries up hungrily though, ravenously. After that she locks her lips. "Thanks for the fries though." she says, with a slight chuckle. She tries to get out of her mummy wrapping.
Orson then turns to the horse in the cage, wrapped up in linen cloth and acting strangely, he then decides that this thing was probably brought here for Orson and Revel's own amusement, so he figured he would test out his new dagger.
Orson pulls out the knife by the hilt, and then swiftly throws it at the horse's leg, it lands perfectly on point and sinks deep into the horse's flesh, the knife then almost immediately flies back at Orson hilt first and returns to his pocket.
"Nifty." is the only thing he had to say.
"Oh - please!" Revel actually seems a little upset by Orson's behavior; "Now I may be a God who thrives on entertainment, even in the hopes of bloodshed a lot of time, but harming a caged and defenseless animal, especially a talking freak like this one, is just downright inhumane of you..." Revel raises an eyebrow; "But make no bones about it, you aren't exactly human either, are you?"
Turning to Trixie, Revel gives a doting look, but probably forced, and reaches into the cage. He touches the Ponies wound, which immediately heals.
"But you're actually wrong." Revel Tells Trixie with a scornful laugh; "I have been known to throw poop around the place, but I am far from being human. But I tell you what." Revel says with a single clap of his hands. The Cage disappears as he does so. "Why don't you let me know what being human is actually like? I'd be interested in your feedback." And, with those words said, the mummy wraps unraveled from Trixie's body and gathered neatly in a bundle on the floor, revealing her new human form.
Revel then look's around mischievously, as if making sure no one else will hear an upcoming dirty joke, then leans in close with his hand placed next to his mouth to whisper. "But don't come running to me if you... uh... encounter a few unexpected side effects." He gives her a wink.
"I say we rest," Ace says. "This may be the safest place we will find tonight. Best to sleep while we can."
Sunset lays down on the ground, and uses her bag as a pillow. Its not all that comfortable, but its better than using the floor as her pillow. Slowly but surely, she drifts off into the land of dreams. Sleeping.
"Oh - please!" Revel actually seems a little upset by Orson's behavior; "Now I may be a God who thrives on entertainment, even in the hopes of bloodshed a lot of time, but harming a caged and defenseless animal, especially a talking freak like this one, is just downright inhumane of you..." Revel raises an eyebrow; "But make no bones about it, you aren't exactly human either, are you?"
Turning to Trixie, Revel gives a doting look, but probably forced, and reaches into the cage. He touches the Ponies wound, which immediately heals.
"But you're actually wrong." Revel Tells Trixie with a scornful laugh; "I have been known to throw poop around the place, but I am far from being human. But I tell you what." Revel says with a single clap of his hands. The Cage disappears as he does so. "Why don't you let me know what being human is actually like? I'd be interested in your feedback." And, with those words said, the mummy wraps unraveled from Trixie's body and gathered neatly in a bundle on the floor, revealing her new human form.
Revel then look's around mischievously, as if making sure no one else will hear an upcoming dirty joke, then leans in close with his hand placed next to his mouth to whisper. "But don't come running to me if you... uh... encounter a few unexpected side effects." He gives her a wink.
Trixie looked rather amazed at this 'poop throwing ape' 's abilities. She gave Orson a hard glare, and then looked down at her body. Her pony form was completely gone, what was left was quite frankly...astounding and shocking to her. Her pinkish purple eyes go wide at what she sees. She then looks to Revel. "What the..." she mutters and then goes silent. "HECK!??" she shouts in utter confusion, and probably horror. She starts hyperventilating a bit. "How?? You must be...so Great and Powerful!" she says to Revel, and then looked confused at what he said about 'unexpected side effects'.
She tried to stand up, she barely manages to do so. And shakes, trying to get her sense of balance in her new form. The halo and wings are no longer there, unsurprisingly. She also held a bluish wand of sorts.
While awaiting a response from the unknown watcher, Ariel identified an aroma in the air. It was a distinct smell of lingering smoke, but not from any regular source. He had smelt this specific smoky scents at numerous events during his time as an angel, and it was a smell that could have only been caused by a few specific things... Interestingly enough, all but one of those things could have actually been responsible in that mansion, at that time, in the town of Waise.
Ariel smiled once he realized what had caused the smell, feeling glad that it wasn't a monster watching him - well, not a real monster, even though some people might call it one. But to Ariel, Dragons were far from being monsters.
"Hello Chisille...." Ariel spoke softly and as kindly as he could, which was something he was actually very good at being that his previous line of work called for it quite often. It's the gift of practically any angel to subdue someone with a gentle voice; "We met earlier, remember me? I'm not going to hurt you...." He paused for a moment, then continued; "I was only joking with what I said back at the house.... I'm very sorry for what I did. Truly I am. I didn't mean to scare you. I didn't want you to run away. Really though... you have no reason to fear me. To be honest, I actually love dragons. They're one of my all time favorite creatures."
To prove he had no intention of being aggressive, and to appear a little more submissive, he took a few very careful steps towards a chair and sat down slowly.
"You can come out. It's fine. I know your there. And I give you permission to burn me to ashes if I ever say anything like that again. It would be my honor to meet you properly."
As Ariel softly spoke his first words, Chisille's eyes widened with surprise. 'Gah! They already knew I was here! They already knew who I am! How? How did they know? This is terrible!' she thought as she shifted uncomfortably. It wasn't enough to give away her disguise, but the sound she made gave a very clear impression to Ariel that there was definitely something in the room he was in.
The way he spoke was kind enough, and as he continued he revealed how he knew her. She didn't remember him at all at first, but when Ariel explained about the thing he had said, how it made her run away she sifted through her memories to when such a thing could've happened. Suddenly she remembered. The taller new human that was in the house with Lyudmila, Betty and Renard. The one who had taunted her by declaring a hunt for her hide. She felt a burst of anger and fear rise up from within her for what he had done, but it was not enough to bring her to abandon her position and run. Something about the way he was speaking made the situation she was in seem calmer.
As Chisille watched Ariel move over to the chair and sit down, she felt her bubbling anger slowly fade away, and with it... she accidentally lost her focus on her chameleon ability with the wall. Her scales returned to their usual grey and yellow colours. In the darkness she's once more completely exposed. Chisille looks down at herself in shock when she realizes what she's done, then panic flowed through her as she looked towards the door, Ariel and herself, one after the other in quick succession.
In the end, she held her ground and waited to see the angel's reaction to her presence. The fires within her belly lit up again and her tail twitched nervously, ready in case he started to advance towards her. She held her tongue, as usual.
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It was then that Fin caught eye of another nearby. Some ten feet away stood a tall figure in the night. They were dressed in a black robe, a hood hiding their face, arms folded, hands sheathed in their sleeves. They did not speak. They did not move. They simply stood facing Fin, watching, emitting a soft and rapid succession of short, sharp sounds.
Three more dark figures appeared standing in three locations outside the mansion. They did not speak. They did not move. They simply stood in the night facing the house, emitting a soft and rapid succession of short, sharp sounds.
Fin just stood staring at them. I wonder if they're friendly... Fin stood up straight and walked towards them, idly twisting a Billiard ball in his hand. "I'm a bit lost... Could you tell me where to go by chance? I need a place to stay."
"You know, Renard," Revel says; "I used to be a lot like you - Actually, no, that's just a blatant lie. But I have come across many people with similar personal conflicts as your own. The doubt in ones self. The feelings of inadequacy. The self loathing. The countless questions and confusion. All those feeling of emptiness and sorrow...." He sighs. "That whole identity crisis thing... you know, it's all very boring to be perfectly honest. You're capable of so much more. Which is, in fact, the reason why I'm sitting here right now. I think I can help put a smile back on that dial of yours! Oh - and where are my manner?"
Revel leans forward in his chair, extending one hand.
"Call me Revel! Just in case the writing on my top didn't give it a away."
Renard furrows his brow, clearly annoyed. Did this man barge in on everyone's affairs?
As Ariel softly spoke his first words, Chisille's eyes widened with surprise. 'Gah! They already knew I was here! They already knew who I am! How? How did they know? This is terrible!' she thought as she shifted uncomfortably. It wasn't enough to give away her disguise, but the sound she made gave a very clear impression to Ariel that there was definitely something in the room he was in.
The way he spoke was kind enough, and as he continued he revealed how he knew her. She didn't remember him at all at first, but when Ariel explained about the thing he had said, how it made her run away she sifted through her memories to when such a thing could've happened. Suddenly she remembered. The taller new human that was in the house with Lyudmila, Betty and Renard. The one who had taunted her by declaring a hunt for her hide. She felt a burst of anger and fear rise up from within her for what he had done, but it was not enough to bring her to abandon her position and run. Something about the way he was speaking made the situation she was in seem calmer.
As Chisille watched Ariel move over to the chair and sit down, she felt her bubbling anger slowly fade away, and with it... she accidentally lost her focus on her chameleon ability with the wall. Her scales returned to their usual grey and yellow colours. In the darkness she's once more completely exposed. Chisille looks down at herself in shock when she realizes what she's done, then panic flowed through her as she looked towards the door, Ariel and herself, one after the other in quick succession.
In the end, she held her ground and waited to see the angel's reaction to her presence. The fires within her belly lit up again and her tail twitched nervously, ready in case he started to advance towards her. She held her tongue, as usual.
When Chisille is revealed from her camouflaged state, her fear and confusion was present in her guardedly watchful eyes. Ariels heart went out to her, his smile warm and sincere, confirming adoration for the young dragon.
"Hello there, Beautiful. Good to see you." He maintains the same soothing tone of voice, even softening it a little to assure her of his intended goodwill.
At that stage, Chisille clearly isn't anywhere close to rolling over for a belly rub; trust was going to take some time and patience. But Ariel's desire to assure her of her safety with him was genuine, and he really felt the need to prove his honesty for her own benefit, to set her at ease, to provide her some relief from the turmoil she was suffering.
“Can I offer you something to eat?” With no sudden moves, he reaches into his pocket and withdraws some food items. He holds them in the palm of his hand, frowning slightly as he looks them over. “I mean, I don’t have any meat for you.” He raises his eyes to her with a promising hint of good fortune; “But maybe you wouldn’t mind some sweets. Sweet things are good, right?”
He slowly and smoothly leans forward, reaching to place the sweets on a small side table, and then sinks back in the chair, hands remaining exposed for her to see with palms down on his lap. For a moment, Chisille sees Ariels wings. They come into view, only partially opened as they emit their mild, feathery glow, but they don’t quite make it to a solid state before phasing back out of sight.
“Go ahead. I don’t mind at all.’ He gives a small, affable chuckle. “I’ve already eaten too many of them anyway.”
Renard furrows his brow, clearly annoyed. Did this man barge in on everyone's affairs?
"Get to the point," he says, refusing his hand.
Revel slumps back in his seat, flipping one hand about as he repeats Renard's remark in a mocking childlike manner. "Get to the poooooint." He rolls his eyes. "Humans these day, always so quick to be glum."
In a flash of purple light, a white poodle with a pompom hairdo appears in Revels lap, and he starts to pet it in a way that attempts to ease his own sudden onset of depression.
“I was clearly just offering you help with your boo-boo issues,” He tells Renard in a pouting voice; “why you got to go and hurt my feeling like that? - But seriously!” He perks up again as the poodle vanishes. He’s now holding a party popper in his hand; “I heard through the grapevine that lately you were offered some powers. Seems to me like those meanies may have just been teasing poor Renard. So I decided to make it my God given right - I mean, my self-given right to stop by and offer you some power instead. You know, real power! Not just the empty and obviously depressing promise of them!!”
To emphasis surprise, he pulls the string of the party popper and colorful streamers explode out across the foyer.
Revel sighs, feeling satisfied with his own entertainment. “So tell me, what tickles your fancy?”
Revel slumps back in his seat, flipping one hand about as he repeats Renard's remark in a mocking childlike manner. "Get to the poooooint." He rolls his eyes. "Humans these day, always so quick to be glum."
In a flash of purple light, a white poodle with a pompom hairdo appears in Revels lap, and he starts to pet it in a way that attempts to ease his own sudden onset of depression.
“I was clearly just offering you help with your boo-boo issues,” He tells Renard in a pouting voice; “why you got to go and hurt my feeling like that? - But seriously!” He perks up again as the poodle vanishes. He’s now holding a party popper in his hand; “I heard through the grapevine that lately you were offered some powers. Seems to me like those meanies may have just been teasing poor Renard. So I decided to make it my God given right - I mean, my self-given right to stop by and offer you some power instead. You know, real power! Not just the empty and obviously depressing promise of them!!”
To emphasis surprise, he pulls the string of the party popper and colorful streamers explode out across the foyer.
Revel sighs, feeling satisfied with his own entertainment. “So tell me, what tickles your fancy?”
Renard rests his hand on the hilt of his sword in response. The man was making it extremely easy to dislike him, whether it was intentional or not.
"Listen, pal, you got the wrong person," he sighs. "I've come to terms with the reality that I couldn't do anything even if I were some sort of god. I made up my mind about this 'power' rubbish already. Go practice your jester act somewhere else."
Ei is pleasantly surprised as Annie suckles her finger, and she doesn't pull it back until Annie spits it out. Annie's move takes Ei by surprise as she suddenly found herself held tightly by Annie, who starts gnawing on Ei's skin and flesh. Ei struggles for a bit but it soon becomes apparent that Annie's strength with which she holds Ei is greater than the strength Ei can use to throw Annie off, so she stops struggling, the damage probably wouldn't be permanent anyway.
When Annie stops, the wound she created with her gnawing and eating is bleeding, but Ei still manages to smile at Annie.
"Catching me off-guard like that, how sneaky of you. But you want to fight? Fine by me."
With Annie loosening her grip on Ei, Ei sees her opportunity, and rolls over, moving herself on top of Annie, and then pushing herself off of Annie and onto her feet. She then puts her hand to the wound Annie created to feel how big it is.
"Well, guess you were hungry, huh?" Ei says as she smiles and stretches a bit.
"This room is a bit to small for my liking, but if you want to fight, then let's fight. Hopefully we won't bring the house down while we do."
“Stop talking.”
Annie’s voice is quite soft, inoffensive, which conflicts greatly with her successive actions. She releases a short shot of breath and Ei is struck by a tremendous invisible force, delivering her so hard against the ceiling that she bounces off and slams down hard, face first against the floor. The impact causes the timber of the floor to cave and splinter.
Annie rises to her feet on the bed, fists clenched with that of rage, declaring in a new voice brought forth from the dregs of hell, 'You are mine!' before, with a flick of Annie’s wrist, Ei is raised off the floor and sent crashing through the wall and into the next attic room.
“Fight me!”
Outside. The three figures continue watching the Mansion. The rapid, sharp sound they emanate is increasing in volume and speed. The ground begins to vibrate softly, not so much that anyone inside the mansion can feel it.
Fin just stood staring at them. I wonder if they're friendly... Fin stood up straight and walked towards them, idly twisting a Billiard ball in his hand. "I'm a bit lost... Could you tell me where to go by chance? I need a place to stay."
As Fin draws closer, the figure remains perfectly still, however the procession of sharp sounds it makes grow slightly louder and faster, and Fin starts to feel the ground tremble beneath his feet.
Then Fin Suddenly receives an image in his mind. The image is of a young girl (Annie). The image is accompanied by feelings of intense dread and fear. These emotions fill Fin to such a degree that he begins to shutter uncontrollably. After a few moments the image of the girl is removed, the bad feelings Fin felt subside, the ground is no longer trembling, and the dark figure standing before Fin is now gone.
It would seem as though Fin has possibly received a message or warning of some variety. He is, however, left on his own in the night once more, with no answer to his query.
Vernon’s Dream.
Vernon is just a young lad. He is running fast through the night, pursued by many people in the town of Waise. He hears them yelling after him. They call him a monster. They call him a beast. They call him a witch. They threaten him with promises of death and torture. He is terrified beyond belief, crying and pleading for any merciful soul to help as he fleas toward the gates of town.
Guarding the gate, however, awaits a second crowd of Waise folk, both young and old. They are armed with pitch forks, shovels, swords and all manner of weapon. Yet they appear to also be frightened as they anxiously anticipate his hasty approach.
Now Vernon’s terror is so great that it turns to rage as he releases a ferocious scream. The mob before him immediately explode, each body igniting and adding to a cloud of blood that rains down upon the street. As Vernon carries on through the crimson mist that lingers in their wake, the gates of Waise bust open to allow Vernon passage, moving as fast as his little legs can carry him out into the wilderness beyond.
Vernon wakes from his sleep, mouth gaping, a scream locked in his throat. He takes a few moments to catch his breath, then resting easy he checks on Ki. She seems undisturbed, still asleep upon the pillow of his arm. After a few minutes of looking back at his childhood, memories reminiscent of the dream he just had, he too drifts back to sleep.
Trixie decides to walk around a bit. To see if she can manage to do so. Its hard starting out though, but she does get the hang of it. At least she will fit into society..or not. It depends though. Walking towards Sluggy and Buttons, to see if they still recognize her or not. She doesn't speak. She is rather...embarrassed.
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Sunset's Dream.
Sunset was dreaming about her old life. Years ago in a land far far away from the town of Waise. She resided in the great city of Canterlot, which was ruled by the great leader of Celestia. Celestia was calm and wise, never quick to judge someone. Sunset was her student. While things went fine for awhile, eventually Sunset's ego and pride got the best of her. She wanted more than what Celestia could teach her, she wanted to rule the city and perhaps even more. Celestia noticed this and tried to reason with Sunset, however the anger and fury in the young one's heart wasn't able to be reasoned with. A fight broke out between the 2, Sunset having the upper hand at first. However Celestia was more powerful than she had anticipated, she was her teacher after all.
Celestia had a younger sister who went wicked and corrupted around the same time, this sister promised Sunset with much more than Celestia promised. However that promise would soon be broken before this sister became totally self absorbed, and dealt with later on. Sunset had been banished from the city of canterlot, never to return as a punishment for her sins. However Celestia had appointed another student, a student...decked out in purple to keep an eye on Sunset, to make sure she is up to no good. However this was all but a rumour, a rumour she had hoped she wasn't true.
Later on she had encountered the frozen wastes of the frozen north. Black crystals dotted the land, growing with an eerie light purplish glow, she felt watched and kept on alert. She saw something in the distance, it was a swirling mass of darkness, it grew closer and closer to her. Towering over her. From within the darkness 2 eyes opened. Adorning an eerie red glow above them in the vague shape of a horn but not quite.
The eyes of King Sombra, the tyrant of the frozen north. She could feel his allure of darkness calling out to her, she could feel the power, she could feel the sheer utter power he would give her if she would just submit and obey. The darkness faded away, revealing an armoured knight with a sort of purplish glow coming out of the eye sockets, along with the red irises that were known all to well, with a jagged sword of black crystal tarnished with the blood of the slain enemies to his tyranny and darkness.
She refused. Completely refused. Silence reigned the air for a few moments...
Until King Sombra charged at her, raising his sword high and mighty to attack the girl. Sunset Shimmer dodge out of the way and shot a beam of light at his eyes, and then a wall of flames. However this didn't really effect King Sombra and corruption and darkness swirled around Sunset Shimmer's feet, locking them in black crystal. She was trapped. Totally at the will of Sombra.
This lasted a few minutes, as if Sombra was teasing her. She wouldn't give in. Suddenly purple tendrils came out from behind King Sombra, snaring him, searching through his armour plates and diving into his flesh. Taking his energy and draining the will of the tyrant king. He collapsed, behind him was...
Another figure, about her age. Purple eyes, long purple hair. She wore no armour, just a simple plain purple shirt of sorts, black leggings and blackish shoes of sorts. On her head was a sort of purple crown with a single purple star. The star Sunset Shimmer was meant to earn, but that didn't matter now. Purple tendrils then wrapped around the black crystals at Sunset Shimmer's feet. The force causing them to break and crack, thus setting her free.
The figure outstretched a hand to Sunset Shimmer, offering her friendship instead of yet another broken promise. Sunset Shimmer took her hand and then hugged the other, tightly. She felt a hand gently stroking her hair, and Sunset could smell...a faint smell of lavender.
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Boris, with a fresh burst of power from the most recent blow to the knights knee, sidesteps just in time for the warhammer to strike the ground just millimeters from him. The shock from the warhammer striking the ground allows Boris an added advantage - the extra boost he needs in his followup attack! Bounding from the ground - with the force of the shockwave providing that extra oomph - Boris uses the warhammer as a step to further his rise into the air, allowing him to jump high and fast enough to bring his bone back down with a hard strike on the back of the knights neck, who is still lurching forward from his strike with the warhammer.
The hit on the back of the neck causes the knight to fall over, but it quickly gets up, using it's shield to prevent anyone from getting close while it does so. Once it has gotten back on it's feet, it brings it's hammer down on Boris, holding it shield in a way to prevent Boris from moving closer.
Annie’s voice is quite soft, inoffensive, which conflicts greatly with her successive actions. She releases a short shot of breath and Ei is struck by a tremendous invisible force, delivering her so hard against the ceiling that she bounces off and slams down hard, face first against the floor. The impact causes the timber of the floor to cave and splinter.
Annie rises to her feet on the bed, fists clenched with that of rage, declaring in a new voice brought forth from the dregs of hell, 'You are mine!' before, with a flick of Annie’s wrist, Ei is raised off the floor and sent crashing through the wall and into the next attic room.
“Fight me!”
Ei is taken by surprise by the attacks, first knocked to the ceiling, then into the floor, and then through the wall. She manages to alter her trajectory mid-flight and land with her feet on the wall of the next room, defying gravity by not falling. The impacts have done quite a bit to harm Ei, though, who is looking worse for the wear.
"Gladly." She replies.
Ei drops down onto the ground, and the attic seems to twist in impossible ways. From the outside, nothing has changed, but inside the attic is twisted curiosly. The room is seemingly stretched to be at least trice as long, twice as wide, and twice as tall. But in the middle, the attic seems to do a half aileron roll, causing Ei to apparently defy gravity by standing on the floor - which is now where the ceiling was - without falling down.
Still, Ei almost falls over after landing, presumably a bit dizzy from being thrown around. Once she regains her footing, she launches her counterattack:
A large, shadowy arm grabs Annie's ankle, and lifts her up, swinging her around a bit before throwing her towards Ei, who catches Annie mid-flight and throws her down (from Annie's perspective, that is; From Ei's perspective she throws Annie up), causing her to hit the ceiling with high-speed and bounce off of it, only to be caught again by Ei again, who places her hands on Annie's eyes, causing her to become nauseous. When Ei removes her hands from Annie's eyes, Annie finds herself hanging from the upside-down floor, in chains made out of a strange, green material that extends from said floor. Ei is sitting on the ground a short distance away, bandaging the wound on her neck while smiling.
Renard rests his hand on the hilt of his sword in response. The man was making it extremely easy to dislike him, whether it was intentional or not.
"Listen, pal, you got the wrong person," he sighs. "I've come to terms with the reality that I couldn't do anything even if I were some sort of god. I made up my mind about this 'power' rubbish already. Go practice your jester act somewhere else."
"Hmph, suit yourself." Revel replies in a voice that suggested he didn't honestly care at all.
With that said, Revel went on to ignore Renard. He didn't move from his seat, but his clothing and appearance had miraculously changed. He now had the brown hair of any average man, dressed in a black noble's evening robe, slippers, legs crossed gentlemanly, while perusing casually through the pages of an absurdly large book, entitled, 5000 Ways To Annoy A Mortal.
Trixie decides to walk around a bit. To see if she can manage to do so. Its hard starting out though, but she does get the hang of it. At least she will fit into society..or not. It depends though. Walking towards Sluggy and Buttons, to see if they still recognize her or not. She doesn't speak. She is rather...embarrassed.
Sluggy sees Trixie approaching, but doesn't recognize her, obviously.
"Oh, boy, looky what we have here." He remarks to Buttons.
Buttons, attention drawn from the fight, looks to see what Sluggy is referring to.
"Heh, yeah," He agrees with a quick uncontrollable purr; "check out the legs on that one."
The hit on the back of the neck causes the knight to fall over, but it quickly gets up, using it's shield to prevent anyone from getting close while it does so. Once it has gotten back on it's feet, it brings it's hammer down on Boris, holding it shield in a way to prevent Boris from moving closer.
Boris had ample time to prepare while the knight fumbled to gain his feet, and immediately jumped back from the path of the hammer. His jump back wasn't too far though, allowing him the opportunity to bring his bone down on top of the hammer when it struck the ground where Boris had been standing. When the strike was made, Boris used the power of the impact to jump again as he swung the bone back up into the front of the knights neck.
After a while of walking, Arin still hasn't found a library. Either he is being unlucky in his search, there is none, or it's too dark to see that well. Either way, it might be smart to take shelter for the night soon.
Arin decides to wait until morning to continue his search. He moves towards the nearest building and climbs it. Upon reaching the top he looks around the town. Eventually he gets bored and finds a place to lay down and sleep.
When Chisille is revealed from her camouflaged state, her fear and confusion was present in her guardedly watchful eyes. Ariels heart went out to her, his smile warm and sincere, confirming adoration for the young dragon.
"Hello there, Beautiful. Good to see you." He maintains the same soothing tone of voice, even softening it a little to assure her of his intended goodwill.
At that stage, Chisille clearly isn't anywhere close to rolling over for a belly rub; trust was going to take some time and patience. But Ariel's desire to assure her of her safety with him was genuine, and he really felt the need to prove his honesty for her own benefit, to set her at ease, to provide her some relief from the turmoil she was suffering.
“Can I offer you something to eat?” With no sudden moves, he reaches into his pocket and withdraws some food items. He holds them in the palm of his hand, frowning slightly as he looks them over. “I mean, I don’t have any meat for you.” He raises his eyes to her with a promising hint of good fortune; “But maybe you wouldn’t mind some sweets. Sweet things are good, right?”
He slowly and smoothly leans forward, reaching to place the sweets on a small side table, and then sinks back in the chair, hands remaining exposed for her to see with palms down on his lap. For a moment, Chisille sees Ariels wings. They come into view, only partially opened as they emit their mild, feathery glow, but they don’t quite make it to a solid state before phasing back out of sight.
“Go ahead. I don’t mind at all.’ He gives a small, affable chuckle. “I’ve already eaten too many of them anyway.”
Annie’s voice is quite soft, inoffensive, which conflicts greatly with her successive actions. She releases a short shot of breath and Ei is struck by a tremendous invisible force, delivering her so hard against the ceiling that she bounces off and slams down hard, face first against the floor. The impact causes the timber of the floor to cave and splinter.
As expected, Ariel had addressed her uncamouflaged state though it was with his usual kind and gentle tone that he was using at the moment. It was that very tone that she knew had caused her to lower her guard and reveal herself, and she hated herself for that. Everything about Ariel at the moment was just nothing but comforting, confusing her mind even more. She didn't want to feel so confused about humans all the time. They were angry. Dangerous. Horrible to her. That's all she knew of them until today. She secretly wished that they all were so things would be far simpler. They would hate her and she would learn to hate them.
She could feel Ariel's attempts to secure genuine trust and the feeling of safety with her just made things somewhat worse, at least it sort of looked that way from the way she was acting. The stress of the confusion was causing her to feel somewhat unwell. The flames held hot inside her mixed with the feelings, giving her a stomach ache of sorts. Her posture shank inwards slightly from the ache and she was forced to extinguish her flames to ease the ache... but this course of action just piled on to the panic as she had left herself even more defenceless against Ariel.
This was ending up as a vicious circle it seemed, and it only got worse from there.
Next Ariel had offered to feed her. He set down several small sugary treats. Seeing them and hearing his offer made her think of eating, which made her think about her stomach, which reminded her of the ache of stress. She would've hurled right there and then if she didn't have more composure. Instead she did the best thing she could think of that wasn't that.
Slowly but deliberately, she started inching herself towards the door, not even bothering to smell the sweets Ariel had laid out for her. Not daring to come any closer. She sort of wanted the whole thing to end. That was when she heard several loud slams from upstairs. Something up there was having a great day smashing things up up there.
She crouched down and stopped her retreat, watching the ceiling... in case it came to get her. This was making her feel even worse as expected. Even though it was clearly not Ariel's intention, and neither Annie nor Ei probably even knew of this, Chisille felt like she was almost at a breaking point.
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Ei is taken by surprise by the attacks, first knocked to the ceiling, then into the floor, and then through the wall. She manages to alter her trajectory mid-flight and land with her feet on the wall of the next room, defying gravity by not falling. The impacts have done quite a bit to harm Ei, though, who is looking worse for the wear.
"Gladly." She replies.
Ei drops down onto the ground, and the attic seems to twist in impossible ways. From the outside, nothing has changed, but inside the attic is twisted curiosly. The room is seemingly stretched to be at least trice as long, twice as wide, and twice as tall. But in the middle, the attic seems to do a half aileron roll, causing Ei to apparently defy gravity by standing on the floor - which is now where the ceiling was - without falling down.
Still, Ei almost falls over after landing, presumably a bit dizzy from being thrown around. Once she regains her footing, she launches her counterattack:
A large, shadowy arm grabs Annie's ankle, and lifts her up, swinging her around a bit before throwing her towards Ei, who catches Annie mid-flight and throws her down (from Annie's perspective, that is; From Ei's perspective she throws Annie up), causing her to hit the ceiling with high-speed and bounce off of it, only to be caught again by Ei again, who places her hands on Annie's eyes, causing her to become nauseous. When Ei removes her hands from Annie's eyes, Annie finds herself hanging from the upside-down floor, in chains made out of a strange, green material that extends from said floor. Ei is sitting on the ground a short distance away, bandaging the wound on her neck while smiling.
Annie is pleased, receiving the abuse with pleasured moans. Her unique constitution, however, leaves her with little damage. Her only real concern was the nausea, seemingly desperate to keep herself from vomiting that which she had devoured of Ei. Hanging from the floor, she swallowed repeatedly until the impulse to vomit subsided.
“You’re fun.” She snickered, happy to see the smile on Ei’s face. “But playtime isn’t over until I sleep.”
Annie then speaks a word unfamiliar to Ei, as she, defying gravity, steps out from the chains, which gracefully fall away from her body as though she is simply disrobing. Turning back she picks up the chains, gathers them into a ball like a child forming a snowball, and then casts it at Ei. As it departs Annie’s hand it changes form to that of fisherman’s net, spanning broad and covering Ei. The net may have very well had a mind of its own; enveloping Ei, fastening its hold while carrying Ei like a bundled sack to the Annie’s open hands.
Like beating out a doormat, Annie repeatedly slams Ei against a nearby beam until it snaps, at which point Annie dropped the bundle, the net disappears in a puff of ash, and Ei sprawls out on the floor well battered.
“Get up!” She insists, grabbing hold of Ei’s arms, lifting her close to stare into her eyes. “You’re not allowed to die, it doesn’t work that way.” She smiles, embraces Ei to keep her trounced body from collapsing. The grip is exceptionally strong, too strong for any normal man to break free from, while applying an emphasis of pressure to the pelvic region.
It takes a while before Renard actually acknowledges the man's presence. He identifies him as some sort of jester.
Renard looks at him with empty eyes, seemingly expecting a follow-up to what he had already said.
Orson then turns to the horse in the cage, wrapped up in linen cloth and acting strangely, he then decides that this thing was probably brought here for Orson and Revel's own amusement, so he figured he would test out his new dagger.
Orson pulls out the knife by the hilt, and then swiftly throws it at the horse's leg, it lands perfectly on point and sinks deep into the horse's flesh, the knife then almost immediately flies back at Orson hilt first and returns to his pocket.
"Nifty." is the only thing he had to say.
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It seemed as though Chisille's idea to camouflage herself against the wall was justified, as the floor started squeaking again. A human who she did not recognize walked into the room, attracted by all the noise that she had made. She kept perfectly still and quiet... except not really. She still had to quietly breathe and all that so there was still something to be discovered by, but unless Ariel actually got close enough to her position, she would remain hidden.
The longer Chisille looked at Ariel, the more she seemed to know this particular man. In the dark she couldn't make any definite conclusions, so instead she just continued to remain hidden, hoping that someone she knew would be able to distract them or that they would leave her alone. If they got any closer to her position she might have to lash out and flee back to the rest of her group.
A certain smell was drifting about the room that Ariel could detect. The unmistakable smell of smoke from a recent flame wafting about the place, which was strange because there was no fireplace in this room, or at least no lit one. It didn't smell like wood smoke either.
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Annie had planned on elaborating on the danger of the dragon in their midst, but Ei’s touch on her lips drew her thoughts to another realm. Before Ei could withdraw her finger, Annie had wrapped her mouth around it, gripping it tight and bracing it with her teeth. The grip was not strong enough to draw blood, not even for a mortal, yet it revealed the emotional desire Annie felt for Ei’s affections as she gripped Ei’s wrist with one hand to ensure she would not pull away.
She proceeded to suckle Ei’s finger as an infant animal would its mother’s teat, eyes closed contently. It was a session that lasted for some time before Annie released Ei’s wrist, spat the finger and shot open her eyes – In a single movement blurred with speed, Annie had thrust herself at Ei, enveloping her with arms and legs like a spider would its prey, gripping her body so tight that any average man would have had his ribs and spine crumble beneath the pressure. She buried her face into the nape of Ei’s neck, gnawing to peel away the skin to feast on what lied beneath. In so doing, she produced groaning’s to the likes of a bear feasting on the first meal of Spring.
Then she stopped, as though suddenly becoming aware of her own behavior. Her grip loosened as she drew back, her skin close to black, speckled with highlights similar to the glittered markings of Granite, while she glared at Ei with two translucent grey orbs that had now taken the place of her eyes.
“We must duel!”
Vernon, not estranged to the needs of children, had to forgo his desire to continue. He provided a smile for Ki, albeit a little forced, and agreed with the majority to stay and rest a while. He used the still burning candle to start a fire where the previous fire had died, and made up a makeshift place for he and Ki to lay near each other. She rested her head in the crook of one arm and fell to sleep quickly. Surprisingly enough, it did not take Vernon long to drift into world of dreams along with her.
It was then that Arin caught eye of another nearby. A tall figure in the night. They were dressed in a black robe, a hood hiding their face, arms folded, hands sheathed in their sleeves. They did not speak. They did not move. They simply stood facing Arin, watching, emitting a soft and rapid succession of short, sharp sounds.
It was then that Fin caught eye of another nearby. Some ten feet away stood a tall figure in the night. They were dressed in a black robe, a hood hiding their face, arms folded, hands sheathed in their sleeves. They did not speak. They did not move. They simply stood facing Fin, watching, emitting a soft and rapid succession of short, sharp sounds.
Three more dark figures appeared standing in three locations outside the mansion. They did not speak. They did not move. They simply stood in the night facing the house, emitting a soft and rapid succession of short, sharp sounds.
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The powerful hit Boris dealt to the Knight causes it to stumble forwards, forcing it to abandon it's attack on Jack, but also almost causing it to fall over onto Poor 'ol Bob. Fortunately, the knight remains standing, and moves it's shield to prevent Jack from getting close or opening fire while the Knight brings down his warhammer on Boris.
Ei is pleasantly surprised as Annie suckles her finger, and she doesn't pull it back until Annie spits it out. Annie's move takes Ei by surprise as she suddenly found herself held tightly by Annie, who starts gnawing on Ei's skin and flesh. Ei struggles for a bit but it soon becomes apparent that Annie's strength with which she holds Ei is greater than the strength Ei can use to throw Annie off, so she stops struggling, the damage probably wouldn't be permanent anyway.
When Annie stops, the wound she created with her gnawing and eating is bleeding, but Ei still manages to smile at Annie.
"Catching me off-guard like that, how sneaky of you. But you want to fight? Fine by me."
With Annie loosening her grip on Ei, Ei sees her opportunity, and rolls over, moving herself on top of Annie, and then pushing herself off of Annie and onto her feet. She then puts her hand to the wound Annie created to feel how big it is.
"Well, guess you were hungry, huh?" Ei says as she smiles and stretches a bit.
"This room is a bit to small for my liking, but if you want to fight, then let's fight. Hopefully we won't bring the house down while we do."
Boris, with a fresh burst of power from the most recent blow to the knights knee, sidesteps just in time for the warhammer to strike the ground just millimeters from him. The shock from the warhammer striking the ground allows Boris an added advantage - the extra boost he needs in his followup attack! Bounding from the ground - with the force of the shockwave providing that extra oomph - Boris uses the warhammer as a step to further his rise into the air, allowing him to jump high and fast enough to bring his bone back down with a hard strike on the back of the knights neck, who is still lurching forward from his strike with the warhammer.
While awaiting a response from the unknown watcher, Ariel identified an aroma in the air. It was a distinct smell of lingering smoke, but not from any regular source. He had smelt this specific smoky scents at numerous events during his time as an angel, and it was a smell that could have only been caused by a few specific things... Interestingly enough, all but one of those things could have actually been responsible in that mansion, at that time, in the town of Waise.
Ariel smiled once he realized what had caused the smell, feeling glad that it wasn't a monster watching him - well, not a real monster, even though some people might call it one. But to Ariel, Dragons were far from being monsters.
"Hello Chisille...." Ariel spoke softly and as kindly as he could, which was something he was actually very good at being that his previous line of work called for it quite often. It's the gift of practically any angel to subdue someone with a gentle voice; "We met earlier, remember me? I'm not going to hurt you...." He paused for a moment, then continued; "I was only joking with what I said back at the house.... I'm very sorry for what I did. Truly I am. I didn't mean to scare you. I didn't want you to run away. Really though... you have no reason to fear me. To be honest, I actually love dragons. They're one of my all time favorite creatures."
To prove he had no intention of being aggressive, and to appear a little more submissive, he took a few very careful steps towards a chair and sat down slowly.
"You can come out. It's fine. I know your there. And I give you permission to burn me to ashes if I ever say anything like that again. It would be my honor to meet you properly."
"You know, Renard," Revel says; "I used to be a lot like you - Actually, no, that's just a blatant lie. But I have come across many people with similar personal conflicts as your own. The doubt in ones self. The feelings of inadequacy. The self loathing. The countless questions and confusion. All those feeling of emptiness and sorrow...." He sighs. "That whole identity crisis thing... you know, it's all very boring to be perfectly honest. You're capable of so much more. Which is, in fact, the reason why I'm sitting here right now. I think I can help put a smile back on that dial of yours! Oh - and where are my manner?"
Revel leans forward in his chair, extending one hand.
"Call me Revel! Just in case the writing on my top didn't give it a away."
"Oh - please!" Revel actually seems a little upset by Orson's behavior; "Now I may be a God who thrives on entertainment, even in the hopes of bloodshed a lot of time, but harming a caged and defenseless animal, especially a talking freak like this one, is just downright inhumane of you..." Revel raises an eyebrow; "But make no bones about it, you aren't exactly human either, are you?"
Turning to Trixie, Revel gives a doting look, but probably forced, and reaches into the cage. He touches the Ponies wound, which immediately heals.
"But you're actually wrong." Revel Tells Trixie with a scornful laugh; "I have been known to throw poop around the place, but I am far from being human. But I tell you what." Revel says with a single clap of his hands. The Cage disappears as he does so. "Why don't you let me know what being human is actually like? I'd be interested in your feedback." And, with those words said, the mummy wraps unraveled from Trixie's body and gathered neatly in a bundle on the floor, revealing her new human form.
Revel then look's around mischievously, as if making sure no one else will hear an upcoming dirty joke, then leans in close with his hand placed next to his mouth to whisper. "But don't come running to me if you... uh... encounter a few unexpected side effects." He gives her a wink.
Sunset lays down on the ground, and uses her bag as a pillow. Its not all that comfortable, but its better than using the floor as her pillow. Slowly but surely, she drifts off into the land of dreams. Sleeping.
Trixie looked rather amazed at this 'poop throwing ape' 's abilities. She gave Orson a hard glare, and then looked down at her body. Her pony form was completely gone, what was left was quite frankly...astounding and shocking to her. Her pinkish purple eyes go wide at what she sees. She then looks to Revel. "What the..." she mutters and then goes silent. "HECK!??" she shouts in utter confusion, and probably horror. She starts hyperventilating a bit. "How?? You must be...so Great and Powerful!" she says to Revel, and then looked confused at what he said about 'unexpected side effects'.
She tried to stand up, she barely manages to do so. And shakes, trying to get her sense of balance in her new form. The halo and wings are no longer there, unsurprisingly. She also held a bluish wand of sorts.
(Looks like this)
Apparently this is what some of my friends think of me here:
"Always drunk." - Nights
"He's cool." - Pi
"[INSULT] [INSULT] [INSULT]." - Sparky
"He's adorable." - Leere
"¯\_(ツ)_/¯" - Digits
As Ariel softly spoke his first words, Chisille's eyes widened with surprise. 'Gah! They already knew I was here! They already knew who I am! How? How did they know? This is terrible!' she thought as she shifted uncomfortably. It wasn't enough to give away her disguise, but the sound she made gave a very clear impression to Ariel that there was definitely something in the room he was in.
The way he spoke was kind enough, and as he continued he revealed how he knew her. She didn't remember him at all at first, but when Ariel explained about the thing he had said, how it made her run away she sifted through her memories to when such a thing could've happened. Suddenly she remembered. The taller new human that was in the house with Lyudmila, Betty and Renard. The one who had taunted her by declaring a hunt for her hide. She felt a burst of anger and fear rise up from within her for what he had done, but it was not enough to bring her to abandon her position and run. Something about the way he was speaking made the situation she was in seem calmer.
As Chisille watched Ariel move over to the chair and sit down, she felt her bubbling anger slowly fade away, and with it... she accidentally lost her focus on her chameleon ability with the wall. Her scales returned to their usual grey and yellow colours. In the darkness she's once more completely exposed. Chisille looks down at herself in shock when she realizes what she's done, then panic flowed through her as she looked towards the door, Ariel and herself, one after the other in quick succession.
In the end, she held her ground and waited to see the angel's reaction to her presence. The fires within her belly lit up again and her tail twitched nervously, ready in case he started to advance towards her. She held her tongue, as usual.
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Fin just stood staring at them. I wonder if they're friendly... Fin stood up straight and walked towards them, idly twisting a Billiard ball in his hand. "I'm a bit lost... Could you tell me where to go by chance? I need a place to stay."
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Renard furrows his brow, clearly annoyed. Did this man barge in on everyone's affairs?
"Get to the point," he says, refusing his hand.
When Chisille is revealed from her camouflaged state, her fear and confusion was present in her guardedly watchful eyes. Ariels heart went out to her, his smile warm and sincere, confirming adoration for the young dragon.
"Hello there, Beautiful. Good to see you." He maintains the same soothing tone of voice, even softening it a little to assure her of his intended goodwill.
At that stage, Chisille clearly isn't anywhere close to rolling over for a belly rub; trust was going to take some time and patience. But Ariel's desire to assure her of her safety with him was genuine, and he really felt the need to prove his honesty for her own benefit, to set her at ease, to provide her some relief from the turmoil she was suffering.
“Can I offer you something to eat?” With no sudden moves, he reaches into his pocket and withdraws some food items. He holds them in the palm of his hand, frowning slightly as he looks them over. “I mean, I don’t have any meat for you.” He raises his eyes to her with a promising hint of good fortune; “But maybe you wouldn’t mind some sweets. Sweet things are good, right?”
He slowly and smoothly leans forward, reaching to place the sweets on a small side table, and then sinks back in the chair, hands remaining exposed for her to see with palms down on his lap. For a moment, Chisille sees Ariels wings. They come into view, only partially opened as they emit their mild, feathery glow, but they don’t quite make it to a solid state before phasing back out of sight.
“Go ahead. I don’t mind at all.’ He gives a small, affable chuckle. “I’ve already eaten too many of them anyway.”
Revel slumps back in his seat, flipping one hand about as he repeats Renard's remark in a mocking childlike manner. "Get to the poooooint." He rolls his eyes. "Humans these day, always so quick to be glum."
In a flash of purple light, a white poodle with a pompom hairdo appears in Revels lap, and he starts to pet it in a way that attempts to ease his own sudden onset of depression.
“I was clearly just offering you help with your boo-boo issues,” He tells Renard in a pouting voice; “why you got to go and hurt my feeling like that? - But seriously!” He perks up again as the poodle vanishes. He’s now holding a party popper in his hand; “I heard through the grapevine that lately you were offered some powers. Seems to me like those meanies may have just been teasing poor Renard. So I decided to make it my God given right - I mean, my self-given right to stop by and offer you some power instead. You know, real power! Not just the empty and obviously depressing promise of them!!”
To emphasis surprise, he pulls the string of the party popper and colorful streamers explode out across the foyer.
Revel sighs, feeling satisfied with his own entertainment. “So tell me, what tickles your fancy?”
Renard rests his hand on the hilt of his sword in response. The man was making it extremely easy to dislike him, whether it was intentional or not.
"Listen, pal, you got the wrong person," he sighs. "I've come to terms with the reality that I couldn't do anything even if I were some sort of god. I made up my mind about this 'power' rubbish already. Go practice your jester act somewhere else."
“Stop talking.”
Annie’s voice is quite soft, inoffensive, which conflicts greatly with her successive actions. She releases a short shot of breath and Ei is struck by a tremendous invisible force, delivering her so hard against the ceiling that she bounces off and slams down hard, face first against the floor. The impact causes the timber of the floor to cave and splinter.
Annie rises to her feet on the bed, fists clenched with that of rage, declaring in a new voice brought forth from the dregs of hell, 'You are mine!' before, with a flick of Annie’s wrist, Ei is raised off the floor and sent crashing through the wall and into the next attic room.
“Fight me!”
Outside. The three figures continue watching the Mansion. The rapid, sharp sound they emanate is increasing in volume and speed. The ground begins to vibrate softly, not so much that anyone inside the mansion can feel it.
As Fin draws closer, the figure remains perfectly still, however the procession of sharp sounds it makes grow slightly louder and faster, and Fin starts to feel the ground tremble beneath his feet.
Then Fin Suddenly receives an image in his mind. The image is of a young girl (Annie). The image is accompanied by feelings of intense dread and fear. These emotions fill Fin to such a degree that he begins to shutter uncontrollably. After a few moments the image of the girl is removed, the bad feelings Fin felt subside, the ground is no longer trembling, and the dark figure standing before Fin is now gone.
It would seem as though Fin has possibly received a message or warning of some variety. He is, however, left on his own in the night once more, with no answer to his query.
Vernon’s Dream.
Vernon is just a young lad. He is running fast through the night, pursued by many people in the town of Waise. He hears them yelling after him. They call him a monster. They call him a beast. They call him a witch. They threaten him with promises of death and torture. He is terrified beyond belief, crying and pleading for any merciful soul to help as he fleas toward the gates of town.
Guarding the gate, however, awaits a second crowd of Waise folk, both young and old. They are armed with pitch forks, shovels, swords and all manner of weapon. Yet they appear to also be frightened as they anxiously anticipate his hasty approach.
Now Vernon’s terror is so great that it turns to rage as he releases a ferocious scream. The mob before him immediately explode, each body igniting and adding to a cloud of blood that rains down upon the street. As Vernon carries on through the crimson mist that lingers in their wake, the gates of Waise bust open to allow Vernon passage, moving as fast as his little legs can carry him out into the wilderness beyond.
Vernon wakes from his sleep, mouth gaping, a scream locked in his throat. He takes a few moments to catch his breath, then resting easy he checks on Ki. She seems undisturbed, still asleep upon the pillow of his arm. After a few minutes of looking back at his childhood, memories reminiscent of the dream he just had, he too drifts back to sleep.
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Trixie decides to walk around a bit. To see if she can manage to do so. Its hard starting out though, but she does get the hang of it. At least she will fit into society..or not. It depends though. Walking towards Sluggy and Buttons, to see if they still recognize her or not. She doesn't speak. She is rather...embarrassed.
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Sunset's Dream.
Sunset was dreaming about her old life. Years ago in a land far far away from the town of Waise. She resided in the great city of Canterlot, which was ruled by the great leader of Celestia. Celestia was calm and wise, never quick to judge someone. Sunset was her student. While things went fine for awhile, eventually Sunset's ego and pride got the best of her. She wanted more than what Celestia could teach her, she wanted to rule the city and perhaps even more. Celestia noticed this and tried to reason with Sunset, however the anger and fury in the young one's heart wasn't able to be reasoned with. A fight broke out between the 2, Sunset having the upper hand at first. However Celestia was more powerful than she had anticipated, she was her teacher after all.
Celestia had a younger sister who went wicked and corrupted around the same time, this sister promised Sunset with much more than Celestia promised. However that promise would soon be broken before this sister became totally self absorbed, and dealt with later on. Sunset had been banished from the city of canterlot, never to return as a punishment for her sins. However Celestia had appointed another student, a student...decked out in purple to keep an eye on Sunset, to make sure she is up to no good. However this was all but a rumour, a rumour she had hoped she wasn't true.
Later on she had encountered the frozen wastes of the frozen north. Black crystals dotted the land, growing with an eerie light purplish glow, she felt watched and kept on alert. She saw something in the distance, it was a swirling mass of darkness, it grew closer and closer to her. Towering over her. From within the darkness 2 eyes opened. Adorning an eerie red glow above them in the vague shape of a horn but not quite.
The eyes of King Sombra, the tyrant of the frozen north. She could feel his allure of darkness calling out to her, she could feel the power, she could feel the sheer utter power he would give her if she would just submit and obey. The darkness faded away, revealing an armoured knight with a sort of purplish glow coming out of the eye sockets, along with the red irises that were known all to well, with a jagged sword of black crystal tarnished with the blood of the slain enemies to his tyranny and darkness.
She refused. Completely refused. Silence reigned the air for a few moments...
Until King Sombra charged at her, raising his sword high and mighty to attack the girl. Sunset Shimmer dodge out of the way and shot a beam of light at his eyes, and then a wall of flames. However this didn't really effect King Sombra and corruption and darkness swirled around Sunset Shimmer's feet, locking them in black crystal. She was trapped. Totally at the will of Sombra.
This lasted a few minutes, as if Sombra was teasing her. She wouldn't give in. Suddenly purple tendrils came out from behind King Sombra, snaring him, searching through his armour plates and diving into his flesh. Taking his energy and draining the will of the tyrant king. He collapsed, behind him was...
Another figure, about her age. Purple eyes, long purple hair. She wore no armour, just a simple plain purple shirt of sorts, black leggings and blackish shoes of sorts. On her head was a sort of purple crown with a single purple star. The star Sunset Shimmer was meant to earn, but that didn't matter now. Purple tendrils then wrapped around the black crystals at Sunset Shimmer's feet. The force causing them to break and crack, thus setting her free.
The figure outstretched a hand to Sunset Shimmer, offering her friendship instead of yet another broken promise. Sunset Shimmer took her hand and then hugged the other, tightly. She felt a hand gently stroking her hair, and Sunset could smell...a faint smell of lavender.
Apparently this is what some of my friends think of me here:
"Always drunk." - Nights
"He's cool." - Pi
"[INSULT] [INSULT] [INSULT]." - Sparky
"He's adorable." - Leere
"¯\_(ツ)_/¯" - Digits
The hit on the back of the neck causes the knight to fall over, but it quickly gets up, using it's shield to prevent anyone from getting close while it does so. Once it has gotten back on it's feet, it brings it's hammer down on Boris, holding it shield in a way to prevent Boris from moving closer.
Ei is taken by surprise by the attacks, first knocked to the ceiling, then into the floor, and then through the wall. She manages to alter her trajectory mid-flight and land with her feet on the wall of the next room, defying gravity by not falling. The impacts have done quite a bit to harm Ei, though, who is looking worse for the wear.
"Gladly." She replies.
Ei drops down onto the ground, and the attic seems to twist in impossible ways. From the outside, nothing has changed, but inside the attic is twisted curiosly. The room is seemingly stretched to be at least trice as long, twice as wide, and twice as tall. But in the middle, the attic seems to do a half aileron roll, causing Ei to apparently defy gravity by standing on the floor - which is now where the ceiling was - without falling down.
Still, Ei almost falls over after landing, presumably a bit dizzy from being thrown around. Once she regains her footing, she launches her counterattack:
A large, shadowy arm grabs Annie's ankle, and lifts her up, swinging her around a bit before throwing her towards Ei, who catches Annie mid-flight and throws her down (from Annie's perspective, that is; From Ei's perspective she throws Annie up), causing her to hit the ceiling with high-speed and bounce off of it, only to be caught again by Ei again, who places her hands on Annie's eyes, causing her to become nauseous. When Ei removes her hands from Annie's eyes, Annie finds herself hanging from the upside-down floor, in chains made out of a strange, green material that extends from said floor. Ei is sitting on the ground a short distance away, bandaging the wound on her neck while smiling.
"Hmph, suit yourself." Revel replies in a voice that suggested he didn't honestly care at all.
With that said, Revel went on to ignore Renard. He didn't move from his seat, but his clothing and appearance had miraculously changed. He now had the brown hair of any average man, dressed in a black noble's evening robe, slippers, legs crossed gentlemanly, while perusing casually through the pages of an absurdly large book, entitled, 5000 Ways To Annoy A Mortal.
Sluggy sees Trixie approaching, but doesn't recognize her, obviously.
"Oh, boy, looky what we have here." He remarks to Buttons.
Buttons, attention drawn from the fight, looks to see what Sluggy is referring to.
"Heh, yeah," He agrees with a quick uncontrollable purr; "check out the legs on that one."
Boris had ample time to prepare while the knight fumbled to gain his feet, and immediately jumped back from the path of the hammer. His jump back wasn't too far though, allowing him the opportunity to bring his bone down on top of the hammer when it struck the ground where Boris had been standing. When the strike was made, Boris used the power of the impact to jump again as he swung the bone back up into the front of the knights neck.
Arin decides to wait until morning to continue his search. He moves towards the nearest building and climbs it. Upon reaching the top he looks around the town. Eventually he gets bored and finds a place to lay down and sleep.
As expected, Ariel had addressed her uncamouflaged state though it was with his usual kind and gentle tone that he was using at the moment. It was that very tone that she knew had caused her to lower her guard and reveal herself, and she hated herself for that. Everything about Ariel at the moment was just nothing but comforting, confusing her mind even more. She didn't want to feel so confused about humans all the time. They were angry. Dangerous. Horrible to her. That's all she knew of them until today. She secretly wished that they all were so things would be far simpler. They would hate her and she would learn to hate them.
She could feel Ariel's attempts to secure genuine trust and the feeling of safety with her just made things somewhat worse, at least it sort of looked that way from the way she was acting. The stress of the confusion was causing her to feel somewhat unwell. The flames held hot inside her mixed with the feelings, giving her a stomach ache of sorts. Her posture shank inwards slightly from the ache and she was forced to extinguish her flames to ease the ache... but this course of action just piled on to the panic as she had left herself even more defenceless against Ariel.
This was ending up as a vicious circle it seemed, and it only got worse from there.
Next Ariel had offered to feed her. He set down several small sugary treats. Seeing them and hearing his offer made her think of eating, which made her think about her stomach, which reminded her of the ache of stress. She would've hurled right there and then if she didn't have more composure. Instead she did the best thing she could think of that wasn't that.
Slowly but deliberately, she started inching herself towards the door, not even bothering to smell the sweets Ariel had laid out for her. Not daring to come any closer. She sort of wanted the whole thing to end. That was when she heard several loud slams from upstairs. Something up there was having a great day smashing things up up there.
She crouched down and stopped her retreat, watching the ceiling... in case it came to get her. This was making her feel even worse as expected. Even though it was clearly not Ariel's intention, and neither Annie nor Ei probably even knew of this, Chisille felt like she was almost at a breaking point.
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Meet Ashen the shoulder dragon!
Annie is pleased, receiving the abuse with pleasured moans. Her unique constitution, however, leaves her with little damage. Her only real concern was the nausea, seemingly desperate to keep herself from vomiting that which she had devoured of Ei. Hanging from the floor, she swallowed repeatedly until the impulse to vomit subsided.
“You’re fun.” She snickered, happy to see the smile on Ei’s face. “But playtime isn’t over until I sleep.”
Annie then speaks a word unfamiliar to Ei, as she, defying gravity, steps out from the chains, which gracefully fall away from her body as though she is simply disrobing. Turning back she picks up the chains, gathers them into a ball like a child forming a snowball, and then casts it at Ei. As it departs Annie’s hand it changes form to that of fisherman’s net, spanning broad and covering Ei. The net may have very well had a mind of its own; enveloping Ei, fastening its hold while carrying Ei like a bundled sack to the Annie’s open hands.
Like beating out a doormat, Annie repeatedly slams Ei against a nearby beam until it snaps, at which point Annie dropped the bundle, the net disappears in a puff of ash, and Ei sprawls out on the floor well battered.
“Get up!” She insists, grabbing hold of Ei’s arms, lifting her close to stare into her eyes. “You’re not allowed to die, it doesn’t work that way.” She smiles, embraces Ei to keep her trounced body from collapsing. The grip is exceptionally strong, too strong for any normal man to break free from, while applying an emphasis of pressure to the pelvic region.
“Struggle!”
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