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 Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2013 8:15 am
-Backe dated rp to just after the AU Kingdoms event- It should be a crime to look this good, the frost demon thought as he stared at himself in the icy mirror of his bathroom. Fixing his hair for more or less something to do now that his shower was complete. A chill was still in the air from the cold water but it felt like heaven to him, given how muggy and warm the rest of the school was. Strutting back from the mirror Spinar starts to brush his teeth, glancing absently to his clothing on the back of the toilet lid.
What to do today? He questioned himself inwardly having no real plans at the moment. As he brushed at his teeth, his opposite hand gripped the towel around his waist making sure it was secure just in case a certain night-hag decided to appear. At the thought he wondered if visiting Rosy today would be fun.
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2013 3:50 pm
Claws clicked against a stone floor, the broad scales of the underside of a tail brushed and grazed the ground. Lights flickered, fire housed within perches carved into the stone itself around the walls, offering substantial illumination around the room by their numbers alone. The lights bounced off glistening surfaces, displays of various treasures and precious objects to intensify the lights and cast reflections and rainbows around. Books and scrolls--some of quite unusually massive sizes--lined shelves carved into more of the walls, or displays set up around the room to give more usable space to set her belongings. Paintings were hung, clearly made of ink-- a few in other paints. Hand-crafted urns and vases popped up in various places, both on singular display and used to house other items. More traditional treasures certainly existed-- gleaming as they did throughout. Jewelry, gems, even clothing was sported around.
Each kept clean and in pristine condition. Everything kept off the ground.
Save a mass of rocks shoved and moved about in the far back, mostly hidden away behind more sections of rock and displays. Ink consumed the area there, the rocks rubbed smooth. A pit for sleeping. Agsil eyed it now, before snarling slightly and traipsing back towards a large desk and table she'd acquired for use at the school. Homework and books too small for a large dragon's claws required something more... fitting her now "miniature" stature. Her new project was not dissimilar. The dream still haunted her, pushing her to amass a large collection of parchment she scribbled and scratched on, trying to find the best way to put to words the images she'd seen, sounds she'd heard....
All from the perspective of a viewer looking in to another's experiences. One who looked just like her, yet... lived such a different existence. Her lip curled to the pages she'd jotted notes and attempted to craft scenes. A few maps and depictions of these sights helped her... but when it came to writing everything in her own words... the dragon struggled.
Groaning anew, and pacing again, she glanced to where a good sized proto drakeling perched amongst one of her displays, it's spectral tail flicking slowly amongst some of her nicer gems and jewelry. "Don't look at me like that. I'm doing the best I can," she hissed, coming to a stop in front of the smaller reptilian. Nehfeimsah just stared up at her, unblinking, before clacking his teeth together and jutting his head further towards her. Agsilved complied, running her hand across his head and neck, turning absent as she looked back at her work in progress. "I've never been one for spinning tales... I thought having it already told to me would... help..." More of an artist than a writer...
A popping peep, and Agsil glanced over to where a tainted pygmy vaisel was curled up, rolling and batting at chains that hung from one of her dresses. Malvokun was about as much help in her endeavors as the drakeling, but the minipets offered companionship and a break between working... and occasionally entertainment. Giving Nehfeimsah a last pat on the skull, she moved back to the table, picking up one page in particular. She'd seen faces in the other dragon's memories, ones that were familiar even to her around the school. Not that she knew their names for the most part...
But the other one knew. She'd met some of them, called some friends. Agsil's face squished as she recalled how she'd even kissed one... but that had been the oddest part. On the page she had written her notes, one minor passage in particular grabbing her attention now.
Cold, ice, friendly ~ Spinar . . . Siku -? Connection -? Use of my memories to create false image -? Name -? No explanation
Her claws clicked against the wood of the table, frowning as she re-read her writing a few times. "I still do not understand it. His appearance looked similar to the boil I saw around Trick or Treating... yet the differences in names is unusual. Unless the names she knew, were only made to fill in blanks for identities I could not place?" Malvokun only gave an unhelpful chirp in response, while Nehfeimsah curled up to rest his head upon his front legs and rest. Minipets were not proper soundboards.... "But that makes no sense! I know his name. I have heard it from his own mouth. Why would this other me hear his name as Spinar?"
Agsilved remained bent over her table, paper in hand, beige sweater and long skirt covering her body. Focused, intent on working. And completely unaware of what she had just done.
RadioactiveDelight NO REGRETS WERE HAD ON THAT FATEFUL DAY~
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 2:12 pm
One minute he was brushing his teeth the next he was toppling over a table and falling face first into an unknown floor. Confused, dazed and slightly in pain. For a moment he was silent, twitching in pain on said floor before a loud rumbling growl sounded. "What the Jack!" A hissing erupted from deep within his throat and the frost demon shot up, on guard, only not since he had forgotten about his towel that now lay around his ankles.
Who in Halloween had summoned him! His father, mother? -
Spinar blinked in shock when his gaze met what looked to be a mountain of treasure. Where was he. Catching movement in his peripheral he turned, tail snapping in anger against the floor and leaving a frosted dent in its place as it rose to swing around his waist. "YOU!" He growled, clearly furious if the expression on his face didn't give it away, " what the Jack do you think you're doing, summoning me!" Who was, wait, he knew her. Agsil. His fist clenched tightly, their past meetings put behind him in favor of the anger he felt in the moment.
This was a big deal. NO ONE. NO ONE, was suppose to know that name, and now ...He had to make sure the one that did, didn't utter it again.
"How do you know that name!" He demanded, advancing on her.
Kailey Koreco LOL THIS IS SO LATE ;; and crappy *dies*
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Posted: Wed Aug 28, 2013 10:38 pm
The fact that one moment she was standing at her desk, pouring over her work, with only her two pets as companions, and the next there was another presence. There was a body. There was--
She stared. For a moment, she wasn't unsure if she was seeing her fragment's memories again. Just a.... very, very warped version. The ice demon was there. In her room. Her domain. With only a piece of cloth to cover him. He'd never appeared like that in the memories she'd glimpsed.
He'd also never been that angry.
Agsilved's body tensed, hunched, wings fanning out slightly as her tail swayed uneasily. How did he get here? Why? What was the source of his anger?
Her own snarl was pretty quick to snap through the air when he dented her floor. "Mind yourself, demon," she hissed, crouching lower as instinct registered the intrusion on her territory. A hostile intrusion. One that instinct demanded she shift form, return to her natural state, and crush.
It was his words that stilled her. The snarling ceased, though Agsil did not move from her hostile stance. Head cocked, her violet eyes beheld him a moment. "Summoned..? I did no such thing." Her voice came out as a reflex, a snap. Narrowing her reptilian optics though, she tilted her head the other way. Her brow furrowed. "Not consciously. Not intentionally. How-- ah."
Her tail flicked. She'd said the fragment's name. Had that been the trigger? Did they indeed share a name?
That he stalked towards her drew another hiss of warning, the dragon rising with wings outstretched behind her. One hand rested over her skull pin. One flick of her wrist, and she would be in her natural state. If this demon pushed his luck.
"It was spoken to me by another." Her eyes narrowed, scanning his icy features. Would he... understand? Would he know? Standing her ground, she continued, "A fragment. She bore my face, my name. She met one who was as such to you. He told her his name, whom in turn told me. In a sense, you told me your own name..?" Her voice lightened, taking on the curious notes of an intrigued scholar. Before she gave a huff.
"Now would you cease this snarling?" She paused, glancing down his figure, then flicking her gaze back up. Her expression could only be described as respectful relief. "It is encouraging to see someone here is not so bound by..." She ran a clawed hand over her skirt, frowning at the material. "Cloth. I do not understand how creatures stand to be restricted so."
Cheekiebirdiee So uh about time between tags... let's just ignore all that
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 1:33 pm
The hissing dragon was ignore, her warning for the wind as he bristled and continued his stalk. She wouldn't get away with summoning him here, with finding out his name with whatever she was likely attempting to blackmail him with! As Agsil shifted to a hostile stance his muscles tightened and his lips parted revealing the razor like teeth that lined his gums. He was not at all detoured by the display still moving at her with a deadly sway to his barbed tail.
"Summoned..? I did no such thing." "Not consciously. Not intentionally. How-- ah."
Her words had him slowing in step but when the wings uncurled his already angered mind took it as a threat more so when her hand shifted to rest over her pin. His own went up, teasing a finger behind the pin on a low feral growl. The growl its self informing her that if she wanted an all out battle she would have one for this.
When the ghoul spoke out yet again he paused his advancement this time, tail hitting the ground again in irritation and nearly swiping a hissing mini that was near him. A fragment? Told her..Himself. That idiot! The widening of his eyes gave away that indeed he knew what she was getting at, but the soon narrowing of them showed he didn't care. "Regardless of how or why! " He snapped, voice lowering, "do not think you can go around repeating my name so carelessly ghoul. You've earned no right to even utter such a powerful thing, monster." This true colors were coming out, all the charm and grace of Siku disappearing and leaving a snarling stark naked boil by the name of Spinar.
He was heated, and it wasn't until she gave a queer assessment that he cooled slightly. Peering own over himself he now noticed the towel at least a few steps back. Of course the barbaric creature had no qualms about nudity. She was a monster after all, his brow wrinkled in distaste but instead of embarrassment causing him to fumble he strutted towards the towel and pulled it up and back around his hips. "Be that as it may...I prefer clothing." He simply said not caring if his words didn't make sense to her. More annoyed than angry now he run both palms over his face and groaned. "This is most displeasing...to be summoned without meaning..to be summoned by the likes of you." Letting his hands fall from his face he gave the dragon a curious look and demanded, "why were you even repeating it, what are your intentions now that you know? Speak." This was no game after all he needed to know where they stood. What to do next..
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Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 12:03 am
Agsilved was trying to be the better creature here. The civil one. The calm one. Thus far, it seemed it was working. Leaning against her desk, with the contents sprawled about this way and that of her notes on her fragment's memories and tale, the dragon crossed her arms carefully before her. Earned no right... he was a larger fool than her to say such a thing. "Clearly your better half thinks otherwise," she uttered softly, amused at how the demon raged and spat that she knew his name.
Of course. She could summon him now. He held no such power over her. Woe to the demons, she mused. Waving a hand to dismiss her own thoughts--though she took note of how he'd re-clothed himself somewhat--she watched his cooling demeanor with fascination. It was... nice, to see a different side of him. Not that she enjoyed his demands.
Still, she shrugged. She could be nice. "I was thinking aloud. In my own dorm, I did not see the harm. I thought you only as Siku, that Siku was perhaps a shortened form of your name. I did not realize the harm of speaking aloud a completely different name used by a fragment." She paused and bowed her head, eyes sliding closed briefly in the act, opening once more as she straightened. "I will apologize for my assumptions. I had no intention to cause you stress." That he would question her intentions though made her pause, head tilted slightly. "Only to finish writing down my fragment's tale. Your fragment played a part in it, and he would be included. I simply will only write the name you first gave me, instead of the one he provided." On that thought, she reached a claw down to drag ink across where she'd written Spinar on one page, enough times for the substance to erase the mention.
A thought occurred, and she glanced his way. "...You might want to locate others who might have met him. I doubt I was the only original to hear your name from my fragment."
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 12:54 pm
It did help that the dragon apologized for her incompetence. Though all his annoyance didn't go, not even when she made mention of taking his name from whatever tale she was writing. "Do that.." He advised in warning, watching as her hand dragged ink over the pages. It was a start.
When hinting the fragment might have mentioned his name to others the demon growled again, once more his tail taking a smack at her floor. Huffily he strode across the room to the dorm door. It was then that as his hand touched the knob he realized something of great importance. And that was that he was about to have to walk naked all the way from the monster dorms to the demon dorms.
"...I will find them and much as I warn you now I'll warn them. If you share what you've learned with anyone...I'll make your miserable existence even more so..." Turning he flashed her Siku's signature fake smile, " however monster, if you play nice...so will I. Though I can't say of what rumors will come of me leaving here naked, though those are a problem of your own creating." On that the boil gave a cheeky half bow and slung her door open, promptly marching out afterwards to his own.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 2:19 pm
Play nice, he'd said.
Don't tell anyone or he'd make her "miserable existence" more so, he'd said.
The dragon was rather sure, in the hours and days that followed the demon's open-show departure from her dorm, there wasn't a single claw he could lift to cause her more distress and annoyance than what his single action apparently had done. The looks she'd gotten later that evening and for a few days after, the snickers behind her wings. Agsil did her best to ignore everything, but the dark stain on her cheeks likely told a different story each time she had to march through the hall back to her room.
During those few days, she finally learned the meaning of phrases like "pumpkin suit" and "sleeping together."
She also learned a valuable lesson about the importance of clothing.
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