DOUBLE BUBBLE DISCO QUEEN HEADED TO THE GUILLOTINE
LET ME BE YOUR KILLER KING
MY TOUCH IS BLACK AND POISONOUS
AND NOTHING LIKE MY PUNCH DRUNK KISS
◆Profile:xCompany: Himself Mood: Hating the fact there's not a "Move-items-yo-self potion" Outfit:looking like a king◆
✖ Tossing his last bag onto his bed Dreyar stretched his arms above his head, hearing a crack resound through the air as his spine popped back into place from being stuck in the same position for a long time. "Ugh, new potion idea, a self moving, self organizing, I-will-never-have-to-do-this-again potion. This is a waste of my time I could be doing better things." He grumbled to himself before opening up the bag with a dramatic sigh.
He had finished unpacking his clothing earlier, and was just finishing setting up his trinkets on his side of the room. He saw some items around the room already that belonged to the other occupant, but he had no idea who it was that he was sharing with.
He knew most of the people who were continuing their education at Ashhaven, but didn't know who his new dorm mate was. He managed to scare off the last one, and was forced to move in with some one new this year around... not that this was anything new to Dreyar. It seemed that he was changing dorm mates rather frequently, none lasting longer than two years with him.
Many of his ex roomies couldn't deal with him come winter, as he was either stealing their blankets or curling up in bed with them to escape the cold. it didn't help that he had no problem with getting up close and personal with them to get the heat he needed during the day. This year he invested in an electrical heating pad to solve his bed jumping issue... no promise in regards to the blankets though.
There also was that one year where his roommate used his toothbrush without looking and ended up hospitalized till someone administered phoenix tears... and the year where he continuously petrified his roommate for never shutting up... and the year that his room mate ran screaming away after he saw Drey talking to a hoard of snakes. In general, Drey had a black mark when it came to room mates.
The last thing Dreyar had to unpack in this new dorm was his potion ingredients and resources. Most of the potion supplies were in the schools brew room, but he had some in his own personal stock for side projects and emergencies. You never knew what could happen out of that class and Drey was responsible enough to control the substances with charms and enchantments from reliable contractors.
He took a look around the room with a small smirk across his face, this one was much more to his taste than previous dorms, and as long as the pink blur he saw outside the dorm did not ever come near him, he would be more than fine with these arrangements.
After a short, yet stimulating conversation with some of Floki's favorite Van Hise's, Floki excused himself and make his way to his dorm. Floki walked slow, trying to find someone to eat. He was still too annoyed to care about his father's rules about feeding on classmates. As Floki walked, he started to pass by a random human boy who smelled... Decent. He quickly used his powers to hypnotize the boy and make him follow Floki to somewhere more private. After drinking enough to satisfy his hunger, he sent the boy on his way, but not before making him forget everything that happened and urging him to take some iron supplements.
Floki looked down at himself and sighed at the sight. He got a bit messy this time, blood was splattered all over his mouth and chest. Roommate, Maybe? Well whoever it is, can't see me like this! Floki huffed as he unlocked and opened door and quickly went inside. Lucky for him, the bathroom door was right next to the entrance, so he slipped in it before he could be seen. He made quick work of washing the blood off his face in the sink and stripping off his suit jacket, shirt and tie.
Once he made sure he didn't look like something out of a horror movie, Floki exited the bathroom with his soiled clothes in his arms and went to the main room. Once there, he saw who he assumed was his new roommate, a young man with white hair. Honestly, Floki wasn't in the mood for pleasantries, but he knew if he was going to have a good relationship with his roommate, he would have to get them out of the way. "Oh, hey. Guess your my roommate?" He questioned. He tosses his clothes on his bed before walking up to the guy. "Floki J. Card, at your service and you are?" Floki couldn't help but sniff some more as he got closer to the guy. To Floki, he smelt kind of like grass and ice. Weird combination he thought as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Don't mean to be rude, but what are you? You don't smell like anything i've come into contact with before and I know you can't be human." he asked with an expectant look on his face.
✖ Dreyar sighed finally finishing unpacking and setting up. Just as he was about to stand, he heard the faint click of the dorm door opening. He looked over just in time to see a blur run to the bathroom. He took a breath in, and tasted something odd in the air."Hmm?" He breathed in again, trying to figure out the taste, it literally was on the tip of his tongue, but was dulled now by the bathroom door.
Before he could put a name to the taste, his roommate, or what he assumed was his room mate, exited the bathroom. Dreyar gave him a once over quickly, The man had red pink hair... the name of the color would be discussed later along with whether this was his natural coloration. He was wearing pants... and not much else from the looks of it, the brief glance at the suit jacket tag he saw indicated good quality, something Dreyar could appreciate.
More than this though, the smell was back, and Dreyar now could identify the odor. The sharp tang of pennies really only belonged to blood. Dreyar leaned back against the bookshelf behind him with a small grin as the man introduced himself. This would be wonderful. "Your guess is correct, and pledging yourself to my service so early on was a very smooth move on your part." Drey didn't mind the lack of space as he could visibly see the man sniffing the air around him.
Dreyar stepped closer to the man in return to the following question, the grin spreading on his face."Oh? Straight to the point are we, I like that. I don't blame you for your curiosities, though you may want to bring that" he said gesturing to the clothing held in Floki's arms, "To a cleaner. Blood is one of the worst stains to remove, I would know." One doesn't get to keep the title as king without a few... skirmishes to say the least.
Dreyar held out his hand limply before him "I, am Dreyar Pervcival Zellar, residing Snake King of this domain. Though you may know my species better as a Basilisk."He tilted his head to the side looking Floki eye to eye, "And you Floki, what manner of Beast are you? One who tastes of both old and fresh blood?" he might as well put all of his cards down on the table and get everything out in the open. It would be better for their relationship in the long run to air out the 'secrets'. Dreyar didn't much care for the taste of blood, but as long as Floki didn't get it on his clothes, there would be no issues on his end.
I'M TAKING BACK THE CROWN
I'M ALL DRESSED UP AND NAKED
I SEE WHATS MINE AND TAKE IT
FINDERS KEEPERS LOSERS WEEPERS
Cool fact: Snakes smell with their tongues, so they actually taste the air to see whats there!
Floki had to use all his will power to not roll his eyes at the thought of him actually being in this guy's service. Instead he just smiled through gritted teeth and continued to try to sniff out what the guy was. When his roommate stepped closer, he was tempted to step closer as well, just to see who would be the first to step back. In the end, he decided starting a pissing contest now would be counterproductive.
He was rather surprised when his roommate mention taking his clothing to the cleaners, how blood is difficult to remove and seemed to suggest he knew of the issue personally. With a raised brow he spoke, more to himself than his new roommate, "Oh? Is that so? Seemed I worried for no reason." Like he didn't deal with blood stains all the time. Floki chuckled to himself as he thought of the countless times he's made a mess and had to pay for it. Literally, having to pay someone to clean up after him.
When his roommate held out his hand for Floki to take, he decided a little bit of teasing was in order, especially since he was in the presence of a King. What an honor~! He made a big show of taking the hand his in. Floki then leaned over, bring the hand close to his lips, making sure to keep eye contact the whole time. A mischievous grin split his face as he spoke, "It is an honor to make your acquaintance, King Dreyar~". Floki's lips ghosted over Dreyar's knuckles before he let go suddenly and started to laugh. He quickly turned away and in a split second was sitting on his bed. "Basilisk, you say? I have to admit that is a new one for me. Here I though I have seen everything, yet as the ages go by I still can be surprised. If you could not tell already, I am vampire. Don't worry though, I won't bite you. Unless your into that sort of thing." Floki was eager to see his roommate's reaction. Hopefully it would be funny or at least interesting, it was no fun playing with boring people. He did have to wonder about this basilisk thing. He had very little knowledge on the species and thought of a million different questions he wanted answered.
Flokis last comment did send him into a fit of laughter and his mood brightening considerably. Once he finishes laughing, he looks around his side of the room and sees his unpacked luggage."s**t. I really don't want to do this right now..." Reluctantly, Floki turns back to Dreyar and asks, "I know it's getting late, but do you mind if I unpack real quick? Shouldn't take more than a minute." He just hopped his roommate could handle his speed. People can get dizzy just trying to watch him, so he hoped it wouldn't be the same with Dreyar. It would be rather annoying having to move slow all the time.
♠Mood:Amused/Tired ♠Location:Dorm Room ♠With:Dreyar ♠Status: Single ♠Outfit:Here ♠Dorm:Ashwood 308 ♠Profile:Here
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Yay for snake facts, I actually didn't know that one. Also, be prepare for a firestorm of questions from Floki, he's the curious type.
Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2015 9:42 pm
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DOUBLE BUBBLE DISCO QUEEN HEADED TO THE GUILLOTINE
✖ Dreyar didn't truly expect the level of decorum that Floki displayed when greeting him formally. He realized it was done in jest, but it was still a pleasant surprise to find someone who was willing to go along with him. He chuckled in reply, and was slightly shocked when he blinked one moment and Floki was suddenly on his bed. The explanation that came after quickly cleared up that "Oh, well isn't that interesting." Dreyar had seen a few Vampires come through his domain when he was still in King form, but without a voice box, it was rather hard to communicate with them... That, and they never seemed to stick around very long after seeing a massive snake.
Dreyar chuckled a bit at Floki's attempt to allay any potential worry on Dreyar's part. Dreyar straightened out his shirt sleeves with a smirk in Floki's direction. "Truly, I've never been a fan of biting people, you never know where they've been. I haven't been on the other side though, I'm up for some...experimenting if you are. Always wondered what it felt like." He paused looking to Floki again. "Not sure if it would be beneficial on your part, can't guarantee you'll live through it." Which is true, he had yet to test the toxicity of his own blood, for all he knew, venom ran through his veins just as much as his saliva... He'd have to make sure it was safe before letting someone bite him, it never was something to even contemplate before now. "In return, I promise to actively attempt to not poison you... though some slip ups may occur"
When Floki asked if he could pack, Drey strutted over to his bed, taking a seat and crossing his legs."Be my guest, if it truly only takes you a minute to do, I will be most impressed and regretful. You would have been most handy a few hours ago." he motioned with his arm for the Vampire to start his task. Drey figured he could sit back and enjoy the show, and might bother him with some questions while he was doing his thing.
"So," He started off," Your Liege is wondering exactly how long have you been a vampire, and exactly how long are you expected to live? I've heard it varies from one to another, but never got a concrete answer before." He was playing off of their earlier bout a bit, though still slightly serious in regards to his position. The line of inquiry he started could be taken as a threat on Floki's life... but Dreyar was honestly wondering. The medicinal properties of Vampires hadn't been looked into very deeply excluding the whole 'get bit, get turned' fact of life. There was also the fact that they were supposedly immortal, but for all Drey knew, that could be a lie.
So far, Dreyar was quite content with this room mate, he seemed to be of the sturdy persuasion, and wouldn't run off at the small oddities that Drey may display from time to time.
I'M TAKING BACK THE CROWN
I'M ALL DRESSED UP AND NAKED
I SEE WHATS MINE AND TAKE IT
FINDERS KEEPERS LOSERS WEEPERS
Exhale Fail
Be my guest, Dreyar is going to do the same, he may have known some myths during his time as a snake, they couldn't actually communicate back then...
Floki raised an eyebrow and grinned at Dreyar's retort. He was happy to see that his new roommate might be a source of entertainment for him. With experimenting in mind, he wondered what a basilisk would taste like. Maybe like how they smelled? While he would rather avoid being poisoned, he would have to commend Dreyar if he actually managed to bring him down. He tried to recall a time were a poison worked on him and he could think of none. Floki flashed a toothy grin before he replied, ”I think I can forgive any slip ups, as long as you forgive mine. Some experimentation might be in order, I do have to say i'm quite curious.”
With the ok from Dreyar to unpack, Floki stood up and took a moment to look around his side of the room, deciding where he would put all his things. Before he started he said, ”Ahh, it really is too bad. I would have gotten that done for you in a jiffy. Next time perhaps? You might want to look out for anything that might fly away with a little wind, going fast can make a mess sometimes...”
With that, Floki was a blur. In a matter of seconds, he had all his belonging laid on his bed in piles and his suitcases tucked away in the hidden closet behind the floor length mirror on the wall. The next 30 seconds he spent placing his clothes in his dresser and closet. He slowed down for a moment second to take a peek at his roommate and answer his question. If he didn't slow down, his voice would be too distorted to hear. ”Well, My King, I have been around since the end of the viking age. Infact, my human life ended at the battle human history books say ended the vikings. Not sure how old I am exactly, but i'm over 950 for sure.” He pauses as he hurried to finish putting away his knick knacks and books.
Once he was finished he came to a full stop in the middle of the room. Taking only a second to look over his work, once satisfied, he sat back down on his bed. As he continued to speak, he stretched his arms over his head to loosen up his muscles. ”The speed wasn't too much for you was it? As for vampire life expectancy... Technically, I could live forever, I think. Most vampires last a century or two before being hunted down or killed by one of their own, but I am one of the lucky ones. My whole family is really. We keep to ourselves and have never drawn too much attention from humans. As long as you do that, life can be long. I do think that there is probably a limit to how long a vampire's body could last, but I haven't met anyone who was old enough to deteriorate.”
Floki started to seriously think about it, his father was one of the oldest vampires he has ever met, so asking him would be the best bet. Unfortunately, Floki and his father were not in good standing at the moment. Maybe he could get his sister, Cora, to ask for him. What Floki really wanted to know right now though, was more about this basilisk thing. ”Enough about me and boring vampire stuff. What I want know is more details on your species. Can you turn into a snake? You said your the king of snakes, right? Did you have to fight for that title or were you born into it? Dose that mean all snakes will listen to you? How does a snake reproduce? How old are you? Do snakes even live that long? What are your powers? Are your strong? Are you cold blooded?” Floki spat out question after question as he thought of them. It took him a moment to realize that it was a bit much all at once and smiled apologetically and laughed lightly. ”Forgive me, that was a lot. Just start wherever.” Floki couldn't help but be a little excited to hear what his roommate would say. He always enjoyed learning new things and he could add the information he learned about basilisks to his ever growing encyclopedia of species he as come into contact with.
♠Mood:Curious ♠Location:Dorm Room ♠With:Dreyar ♠Status: Single ♠Outfit:Here ♠Dorm:Ashwood 308 ♠Profile:Here
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Sorry for the wait, fam finally left so i'm less busy now. ALSO FLOKI BEING CHATTY IS MY FAVE SO SORRY FOR ALL THE QUESTIONS
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