[PRP] Hazardous To Your Health (Imsashi, Hazzard, Muspell)

[~Latonia de la Courtel~]

The Players:

 

[~Latonia de la Courtel~]

For the first time in many days, the Shadow Seer found herself in a position to simply relax. There were no others around, she need not hunt or fight, simply be. With a sigh, Imsashi arranged herself on a low rock, purring at the sun-warmed stone beneath her. Black coat glistening in the golden sun, she crossed her paws and wrapped her tail around her, splaying her feathers at her side.
Two eyes closed, head lifting slightly, as the third opened. It glowed momentarily, then dimmed to the same piercing purple, and her powers reached across the land. Little seeings were always first...
How the grass would wither and die... Where the herds would be grazing when dusk came... The future of an unfortunate wildebeest caught unawares by the river.
Nothing that really concerned her...
'Oh..' Her dark music sang. 'Won't someone come play with me?'

 

[Myanai]

Boys will be boys. Always banding together, no matter the reason. One, despite the a*****e-ish attitude and the betterthanu demeanor, simply hated to be alone, but shhhhh, nobody knows that... The other sought a way to have some time away from his nutsy family. In fact, Hazzard was surprised how his sister wasn't knocked up yet... hopefully, he wouldn't have to deal with those for a long, loooooooong time... A strong paw hit Hazzard behind his head, snapping him back to reality. To be lost in their own thoughts was a ticket to get smacked by Muspell...

"You think I enjoy wasting my tongue on trees and rocks?" Muspell snapped, huffing, watching the smaller lion from the corner of his cyan eyes. Not because Hazzard was size impaired, but he himself was quite larger than usual, like his 'parents' of sorts... "You better pay attention, Glowstick, ain't got that much patience to repeat it more than twice."

"Yeah yeah, Bishie boy, keeeeep talking..." Hazzard rolled his eyes, sighing. Muspell, he could tell, was bored. He tended to get rather destructive when he got bored, so they'd better find entertainment and fast or else a good deal of his fur would be charred later on... something started to thug on her ear though, before he could spit some more fire of his own... "Ya hear that, man?"

"Yeah, sounds like a chick..."

"Probably alone..."

"Hazzard, master of the obvious, strikes again... Fear him..." Muspell chuckled, the duo turning to where Imsashi's voice came from.  

[~Latonia de la Courtel~]

Imsashi sighed, folding away her sight with a pout. It was a pretty little expression, one of flashing violet eyes, enigmatic wing-like markings that formed a mask, the flash of dark fur. Her mouth curved back into its usual twist of a smirk, and she turned toward a sudden scent.
Her seeing had been at a crossroad.. A mist-filled place where one knew they had a choice of paths.. And those choices would influence the future, so no real decision could have been made until then... But the ground at her feet had been clear.. Marked with two great paths, paths of males bigger and stronger than her dainty self. Dangerous males. Tempting males.
Males.. Two of them.. Ahh, the makers of the pawprints she had glimpsed briefly during her seeing... That made sense... The paths snapped into place. They headed toward her.
Slowly the Dark Seer straightened, shaking her mane out of her face. She stayed perch atop her rock, sitting, claws quietly unsheating and cutting straight into the stone.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are." She sang softly, her smile in place.

 

[Myanai]

"Mmmmmh, I got that lil prickle..." Muspell muttered, licking his upper lip as it twisted into a smirk. "Seems like one of them dainty lil' mortals that got a bit of a spark..." He had a quirky little taste, Muspell... Good looking critters were always welcome, but oddities, whether physical, mental or spiritual, had a knack for drawing his attention quicker, for best and for worst... Of course, a two in one package would be absolutely amusing...

Hazzard frowned. "You better not going to go crazy on me like last time, I had to follow you chasing a ghost for hours!!" he huffed, annoyed, flicking his green dreads away from his eyes.

He rolled his eyes, though out of Hazzard's sight. Why did he even bother..."Fine, fine, I won't... and t'was your fault, kept lagging behind!"

"I'm gonna kick your a** if you do..."

"Pffft, you and what army?" It was with this apparently lax mood that they reached the ebony lioness, Muspell's head turned back at Hazzard, who walked slightly behind him. As if little offguard kits. Well, a little oversized, but still... begging to jumped on.  

[~Latonia de la Courtel~]

It was a tempting sight... Stay perched atop the rock in all her glory? Or leap down right between them and scare them out of their fur.... Imsashi sighed inwardly, hating to have to make such a choice. She was one with a flare for the dramatic -being a Seer and the daughter of a demon did have its perks, one could say- and such drama was very becomming with very little effort.
She leapt, landing before the pair with only the slightest of noises.
"Pardon me, gentlemen." She crooned as sweetly as she could, voice filled with dark harmonies and pleasing notes. Her song, like her movements, was an art form.. Meant to intrigue, and entrap. "Forgive me for intruding on your walk..."

 

[Myanai]

"I don't need an army, I'll just make you implode and you'll be out for days."

"Ha, ain't falling for that again, you got lucky."

"Lucky my a**..."

"Oh, wanna get served? Got plenty to go around..."

"You're an a**..."

"It's an art, thank you."

"How about paying attention to the lady instead of this pointless thing?"

Muspell blinked, stopping to think for a moment. "... Good idea." He turned to the black lioness, noticing her slick darkness for the first time. A coo of appreciation sounded on his mind, drawing a smirk on his lips. "Forgive us instead, my dear, my blinding green maned friend here has a hard time when staying away from his momma's tow... It's his first time..." Muspell faked a tear and a snif theatrically. "He'll behave from now on and give a beauty of the night like you the proper respect, like I do..." he said, complementing with a bow.

Hazzard had to contain himself hard as to not strike Muspell with a clawed paw, grumbling a retort instead followed of a proper greeting. "One day you'll eat that tongue of yours... Pardon him, miss, he's quite... quirky. We heard someone calling, I'll assume it was you...? I'm Hazzard, and this is Muspell..."  

[~Latonia de la Courtel~]

Imsashi considered Muspell's words and antics with a faint smile, her eyes dancing when he bowed to her. She dipped her chin in return, turing her attentions back to Hazzard. They both seemed a bit 'quirky' to her...
"It was indeed I, who called..." She agreed softly. "Though, granted, I did not think it would bring such strapping males to me... Well met, Hazzard and Muspell... I am Imsashi, the Shadow Seer..."
She inclined her head once more, showing the graceful line of her neck, how elegantly she moved. "A pleasure to meet you."

 

[Myanai]

A seer?

A seer...

A seer!!!!one!!

CRAP!

Sweet... So he had been right... and quite the sweet talking, delicious doll too...

Hazzard could see it. Muspell's cogs moving. The mental droolage. He was so easy. Bah, pidgeon brained b*****d. How did they get to be friends again? Still, she was quite the looker... too good in fact. Seemed like bait to something... as were most of Muspell's interests. "Nice to- OY!"

The white male's tailfeathers had slapped Hazzard in the face, in a buzz off fashion as he stepped forward to circle Imsashi. If he was having any doubts, he could get his tail outta here. Overthinking wuss. "Mmmh, Shadow Seer... The shadows have chosen quite well, their voice... like pure black silk..."