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There was the constant hissing sound of various colors of spray paint that were in the hands of a cobra teen who was doing what he did best, tagging things with what he saw as his mark. When he'd first started with this hobby he hadn't been really good... but as they said practice made perfect and he'd had a lot of practice and of late he'd been getting good, damn good. It was a shame that the things he was the best at, be it his spray painting skills or fighting, weren't exactly the sorts of things that you wrote home about. Instead it was the sort of thing that his father would have a damn fit about if he saw the thing... not everyone could be goody-goody types like his idiot older brother he thought to himself, giving a little hiss of his own before he he lowered his hand to gaze at his picture to see what he thought of it.

"I think it's looking good." He said, taking a step back so that he could marvel over the shape before him, a brightly colored cobra that had mantis wings, his mark that was a combination of his own animal and that of his woman, Z. She'd approve he was sure of him making such a boring a** park more bright and flashy with the mark he'd created specially for him he thought to himself, smirking a bit before he gathered his cans back into his pack and slithered on toward the next area that he'd picked out, another bare wall, and was soon marking that one up as well, "What do you think?" He asked, calling over to Baroness who was lazing around in the sun.

The dragoness opened her yellow eyes slowly to give the first wall a look then shrugged one shoulder, "It sucks." She said bluntly, giving a sharp toothed smirk, "If it were shaped more like me then perhaps it would be worth looking at... instead though its just you and that prickly girl you hang out with." Then best thing about Zyanya was the fact that when she was around that meant that her servant Hinder was about.

Ter paused a moment before he gave a snort, "I bet you would really like if I made it look like that Black you like, eh? Maybe I should get to doing a mural of Keir?" He said, flicking his tongue out at her in a taunting fashion.

Baroness gave a snarling sound, teeth barred, and she lunged to her feet, "Mention him again and I will bite your tail off!" She spat out, smacking her barbed tail against the ground in a manner that said she was going to give him only one warning before she stuck him with it... of course even if she did he'd likely be fine given his damn immunity to venom. At least it would hurt like Hell if nothing else! As if she actually cared at all about that one! She never wanted to see him again after what he'd done to her unless it was to bite his goddamn face off!

Giving a roll of his eyes Ter turned back to his painting, returning to the work at hand, ever amused by teasing her about that. She'd had a close call due to her affection toward that idiot of a black dragon... not that she would claim it as affection. It was the same sort of relationship that he had with Z, one that involved a lot of fighting, biting, and love.

Ter was off in his own world, happily working on his picture, when he heard someone behind him asking what had to be the two dumbest questions in the history of the world. He gave a roll of his eyes before turning to look over at her, starring at the girl, then gave a bit of a snort. The fact that she was a girl, as well as one that was about the age of his little sister, kept him from replying in as sarcastic manner as he'd been about to answer in, instead he merely turned back to what he was doing, "I am making some bad a** art is what I am doing, leaving my mark on the world." Sure they could paint over it, and in some cases they did, but still that mark would be branded in their member given that they had to do so much work to get rid of it. It was always a ton of fun to go back to the ones that were painted over and redo them. He bet the jerks on the clean up crew had an aneurism when they realized that it was back.

He worked on the tag for a moment more before he paused, turning to look at the girl, and much to his surprised realized that she was actually still there... huh, she was going to be persistent like his sister, wasn't she? He gave a sigh as he shifted himself, turned, and settled back on his many coils, "Is there something you need, girly?" He asked of her, flicking out his forked tongue at her. She was an interesting one, wasn't she? Reminded him a bit of Maria given the height, the coloration of her skin and eyes, even a similar ear shape he thought to himself, "You got a name? Or would you prefer I keep calling you whatever comes to mind?" He could be quite creative when it came to the random names that he could come up with he thought with a be of a smirk.

"Yep, this way people will know that I was here." And more then likely they would be pissed since he was quite certain that he'd tagged this place a couple months ago and someone had come through to clean it up. Heh, morons. As though he wouldn't be coming back around to do his rounds of tagging. This park was among the places that he considered 'his territory' and wasn't about to let anyone try to say otherwise by erasing what he put down.

Turning to look over at the girl when she said her name he starred for a moment, then looked back at the wall, "You rather remind me of my sister." He said as he traded out colors for another one that was in the bag, this time a rather bright green to add accents to his picture to really made it eye catching. Once he was done with that color he looked quite pleased with how everything had come out. Really he did love this mark, it was special and it was one that, when you saw it, you knew who it represented. He wasn't some coward that just painted random crap on a wall just to say he did it, he did a mark that represented him and Z, almost daring people to say something. Thus far they hadn't. Who wanted to go up to a venomous creature his size to tell them not to do something after all? Especially given the company he traveled with. He was pretty well certain that the reason he hadn't been in trouble was just that, a combination of his venom and Baronesses... everything.

As Mariel mentioned his dragon and what she thought of Baroness he gave a chuckle, "Sounds about right, I will warn you now that unless you give her something tasty or shiny she's a huge b***h and will more likely growl at you then anything." Baroness needed to have her affections bought by strangers and other dragons, something he'd learned long ago, and warned people about. He'd rather they didn't think her all fluffy, cute, and dumb like Geia's dragon was only to end up with a missing hand because they tried to pet her without permission. He turned back to his drawing then, inspecting it closely, then nodded in a pleased manner, "Done here, I am heading to the area under the the bridge, are you following us for a while or going to play somewhere else?" He asked of Mariel as he started to pick up his mess of cans, putting them all back in his bag safely and zipped it up.

Ter wondered what he thought about the fact that she was following... a bit pleased, it meant that he was interesting enough to gather more female fans. A shame she wasn't older though, she might be more interesting to hang out with. As it was it felt as though he were hanging out with Maria, "You have a similar look to her color wise, a similar name, and about the same age." He said to her, turning to look over at Baroness, "We are heading to the bridge, you coming along?" He asked of her, getting a yawn and a bored look as his reply. With that the dragoness pushed up onto her clawed feet, stretched out her large pair of wings, and took to the air to head swiftly in that direction without bothering to look back. She knew that Ter would catch up eventually, she was his ride home after all.

The snake teen gave a bit of a chuckle as he watched her go, flicking his tongue out at her retreating form before looking over at Mariel, "No fair, huh? You will get used to things not being fair." He said in a teasing tone of voice, "As for my name is Ter." The only name that he shared, his real name was a lot longer which was just annoying to have to use on anything other then official D-Corp crap when it came his way. It was about the only thing he took seriously, because those guy gave him his dragon and despite his few screw ups when it came to her care he meant to keep her as his partner no matter what. Once said was gone from earshot Ter answered the question that the girl posed to him, "Baroness is a she, as for that... she came that that. She's been a hissy b***h since she hatched but it's gotten worse with age, she has a bit of an ego. No idea where she got that from." He said, as though he didn't have a massive ego himself. With a fanged grin on his lips he grabbed up his bag, tossing it over his shoulder, and started to slither after the large shadow the dragon was casting on the ground. He was sure that she would beat them to their destination and would likely be perched on the bridge hassling those walking by when they arrived.

The first thought to come to mind for Ter was 'are all children this chatty?' Though that kind of answered itself given the ones that he had met so far were just that, seeming never to stop with the talking. Not that he supposed that he minded to terribly much, not as though this person were talking trash or anything. It was people that spoke in a trash talking manner that Ter made sure to pummel extra hard. Turning to look down at his coils then back to the girl he gave a shrug, "I don't think I remember really learning it, it was always something that came naturally to me." He told her, not seeing anything special about slithering, especially when he'd seen other snake types do it. Still, just the fact that she seemed in awe over it was enough to stroke his ego, nothing that someone like Ter needed.

At the mention of his lack of clothing he gave a bit of a chuckle, "Clothing is over rated for someone like me, besides I like lazing in the sun to much." It was pretty pointless or him to wear clothing since he didn't need the clothing and because he did need the sun light. On a good, hot day he felt like he could do anything. The same couldn't be said for the winter though, having always hated that season with a passion.

"Eh? Don't look naked?" He asked, looking himself over, "Probably all the scales." He said, holding one hand out closer to her so that she could see that he was covered from the tip of his ears to the tip of his tail with scales of various colors, browns, blacks, and a bit of off white, all the colors that made him good at hiding among the shadows so that he could pounce on people! A wonderful skill if he'd ever had one since it made him damn good at ambushing the people that he wanted to deal with swiftly.

Ter couldn't help it as his mouth twisted up into a bit of a smirk as he was compared to a dead body, that was a new one but still something that he found to be rather amusing, "Is that so? I suppose. How my skin feels all depends on the weather, it's not nearly as hot as I would like and it reflects in me feeling cold." Come winter he would be doing his best to avoid the outdoors like the plague, unlike his brother who could run around in shorts and barefoot in the winter due to what he was. It was one of very few thing he envied Geia for, not that he'd admit it out loud. The end of tail twitched at just the idea that someone might even be able to read his thoughts and pick up on such a terrible thing as him envying Geia of all people...

The girl kept going with what she was saying about him, guessing at other reasons for his cold skin asking if he were dead, or a zombie, or a vampire, and he gave a bit of a laugh, "None of those things, I'm a cobra. Got the hood and everything." Not that it was open at the moment, "As tempting as it might be I think your a little to young to be eaten by me, come back to me when you're a little older and we will talk." He said in a teasing voice, grinning to the point his fangs were showing. He was sure that the girl would never understand what it was that he was actually referring to so he could really say anything he wanted to say.

Turning back his current work on art he eyed it closely, debating on if there were anything that he wanted to add to it before he deemed it done, "Got another one done. It's always best to put these up over the ones that the park's department have just cleaned up." He chuckled in a devious sort of manner, enjoying the fact that he was likely breaking the sanity of those in charge of graffiti clean up. Turning back to the girl he gave her his attention once more.

Ter gave a bit of a shrug, "If I painted them up where the cleaning crew wouldn't see them then nobody would see them." He explained and he wanted everyone to see the mark that he painted even if it were only temporary... or so he thought. He seemed to be listening rater intently as the silver haired girl told him all about the clear coat that her mother used to protect their fence and he couldn't help it as his mouth twisted up into a bit of a smirk, "Oh, really? Clear coat, huh?" So just a bit of paint thinner and it would remove the paint that those idiots used to cover up his stuff, huh? Oh man that would be an amazing way to drive them even more crazy he thought to himself, the end of his tail swishing in a delighted manner.

"I will be sure to pick some of that up when I am at the store next." He said, pleased as anything to learn about such a wonderful thing as the clear coat. It would most certainly be something that he would put to the test soon enough. If it worked then it would be more then worth the cost of the stuff since it meant that he wouldn't have to keep replacing his marks, something that always bugged him since spray paint didn't come cheap. Not to mention that his father was always a little suspicious when he asked for money since the man could only hazard a guess as to what the snake would be doing with it.

Turning to look over at Mariel he said, "I am gonna head out of the park, see about getting a snack. You tagging along still?" Because her tagging along with him would be a wonderful influence on the girl, not to mention that she was giving him all the best ideas.