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A wish for wings that work [Keys] - Syrena - 03-21-2017
Syrena
let the water take me
She’s going to become a vampire here. Night dweller. Something. But it’s just too damn hot during the day, especially to go hang out by fire. The hell was wrong with her, living here? But Thea drags her around anyway, though they do pass most days asleep or in the oasis, waiting until evening to venture out. Today, she does make her way to the Diviner’s fire, because she’s got things to do. Sadly it is not exactly near the oasis, and she’s really more and more convinced she picked the wrong place. The sea creature playing with fire? It’s ridiculous. Thea just radiates happiness as she slithers along the parched earth with her five heads. “For you, little girl, she says in that deadpan voice as they walk. Thea just keeps radiating happiness, and Syrena almost rolls her eyes. But she does care for her ridiculous companion, even if her ridiculous companion was going to be the death of her. It’s not too long before they find the fire. Syrena takes her key first, because she’s really over being stuck on this damn island. Also she’s a crafter with rank magic and it’s probably ridiculous she doesn’t have a key. But mostly, she just wants her freedom. After that, she calls out to the herd to come get one. They have some left, and she could make more. There’d still be a few horses in need of keys until their sneaks and warriors got the rest of them back, but she’d do what she could. How weird this feels. She knows almost no one in the herd, and she knows even less about crafting in the Throat. Yet here she is, giving away keys like she owns the place. Not that she does, or even wants to, but it feels so strange. Wrong, in some ways, but right, in others. It’s good to do something, to feel like she serves some purpose. And it will be better when she has a clue what she’s doing. Hopefully Zero would come quickly and take over. Thea, on the other hand, sits proudly next to her bonded with ten bright purple eyes waiting to see who comes. "words" darya87 | larfsalot on deviantart @Zekle Come get your keys! @Amalrik @Astarot @Ilios @Mihtal @Pippigrin @Reichenbach @Sunjata @Tae RE: A wish for wings that work [Keys] - Sunjata - 03-22-2017 S U N J A T A The blue jay meandered along the hot sands of the Throat, keeping an eye open for any kind of distraction. He continued to do his best to explore the land of his home, still uncertain of where many of the important places were. So as he continued to wander along the Throat, he kept his icy eyes open for absolutely anything that would be interesting. It proved to be a difficult task for him. All he felt like he saw anymore were different shades of orange. Even the fire in the distance was another backdrop of oranges and reds. He huffed a sigh of annoyance before approaching it anyway, since it was something he hadn’t seen before. However, as he approached, he noticed a dark figure as well as a smaller creature slithering along the sands. His ears perked toward them in interest as he tightened his blue wings along his back and made his way over to introduce himself. Upon closer inspection, his gaze landed on the creature that appeared to be similar to a snake, but something was off. The more he looked at it, the more confused he got. It didn’t have just one head. Instead, it had multiple. His feathers fluffed slightly in both curiosity as well as confusion before his gaze landed on the woman that stood by the fire. “What is that?” He questioned, pointing his head in Thea’s direction. His voice was thickly coated in an accent as it left his dark lips. "Talk." We slipped into midnight like the death of the sun. @Syrena he hasn't noticed the keys yet, but he's probably going to hang out since he's curious about Thea. xD RE: A wish for wings that work [Keys] - Mihtal - 03-23-2017 @Syrena @Sunjata RE: A wish for wings that work [Keys] - Astarot - 03-24-2017 RE: A wish for wings that work [Keys] - Syrena - 03-25-2017
Syrena
let the water take me
The first to arrive doesn’t even ask about keys, and clearly, doesn’t need them. At least not to get in and out on his own. His wings are blue and stunning, and his markings intricate and beautiful. She’s finally come to a point where jealousy doesn’t rear its ugly head in her anymore. There are many beautiful, decorated creatures in Helovia. She has found, at least, that she is largely unquie, and it has settled her jealousy to a dull thud that comes but once in a while. Instead, the stallion asks about Thea, and she wiggles slightly on the ground in a way that makes her look ridiculous. It’s like an entire body wag. The next one thinks much like Syrena, not that Syrena knows this. The siren would prefer to hide in the oasis and only talk when forced too. Actually, she would prefer to live in the surf at the sea’s edge, wasting her days there until the sea finally calls her home. Thea, however, has decided that is not an acceptable life for them, and so here they are. Sea creatures hanging out by fire, handing out keys. This mare is beautiful as well, and for a moment, the jealousy thuds in her veins. But it goes out quickly, their attention on Thea, and somehow, that is enough for Syrena. The new mare knows what Thea is, and Syrena is pleasantly surprised, though like always, her face remains blank. “You’ve seen them before? I’ve only heard the legends,” she says. And she live in the sea until Helovia. “Where do you come from?” Syrena asks, not even realizing this is probably too personal a question. But she wants to go there, wherever there is. Thea hisses at her bonded slightly, and Syrena looks down for a moment. “Sorry,” she says, finally figuring it out. “That might be personal. But yes, I have keys.” She turns to grab a few, offering one to the mare and another to the stallion, trying to make her face like a question, asking if he needed one. But then her attention shifts because there’s a bird turning into a stallion not far off. Thea doesn’t notice the stallion, but she notices the dragon, and Syrena can feel excitement growing. Not everyone wants to be your friend, she thinks, despite the fact Thea can’t hear the words. It wouldn’t matter anyway. It wouldn’t stop Thea. Her companion changes, switching to the blue kingfisher bird and flitting about in a manner that very much seems to scream, “lets play!”. Despite the fact that dragon might want nothing to do with her. “Syrena, and this is Thea.” She nearly rolls her eyes as she looks toward her ridiculous companion, but the happiness is infectious, and she can’t really bring herself to be annoyed. Then she remembers what she’s supposed to be doing, and grabs another key. “Did you need a key?” "words" darya87 | larfsalot on deviantart @Sunjata @Mihtal @Astarot Keep on coming! Posting order is a lie, come and go as you please. :) RE: A wish for wings that work [Keys] - Pippigrin - 03-25-2017
RE: A wish for wings that work [Keys] - Sunjata - 03-26-2017 S U N J A T A Before the siren mare had a chance to respond to his question, Mihtal appeared with her brilliant, quiet voice reflecting his native tongue. His wings relaxed against his back as his feathers flattened out at hearing an explanation. His head swung over to her with a grateful look. “Jy is vol verrassings.” He chuckled before turning his head back to Syrena as she questioned the mare, his icy gaze lingering for a few moments before they landed on the hydra once again. He remained quiet as they spoke, mentioning keys and places of which Mihtal had managed to see such a thing. She spoke of having keys, and Sunjata briefly remembered how Volterra crossed the sea with wings made of fire. Nodding slightly to her while offering a charming, rogueish smile, he paused until she’d offer him one. “Please.” He noted in the Helovian tongue. Not long after, did another equine appear, shifting from a blue jay into himself. Sunjata raised a curious eyebrow, eyeing the boy for a few moments before he introduced himself. “Sunjata, informant.” His thick accented voice rumbled to the man as his attention returned to Syrena and her companion that had changed. His brows furrowed in confusion, but another creature appeared – a tiny Pegasus that Jata had to try his best to not laugh at. Where were these ridiculous sized ponies coming from? The thought didn’t last long as he glanced toward Mihtal, moving closer to her but still allowing her the space she seemed to like. “I hope you’re doing well, Mihtal.” He rumbled quietly to her, offering a small smile. "Talk." Jy is vol verrassings - you are full of surprises We slipped into midnight like the death of the sun. Mentions @Astarot @Mihtal @Syrena RE: A wish for wings that work [Keys] - Mihtal - 03-27-2017 @Syrena @Sunjata RE: A wish for wings that work [Keys] - Syrena - 04-02-2017
Syrena
let the water take me
She should recognize signs of sorrow, and discomfort. She should somehow know when Mihtal looks down, hesitates with her answer, that she doesn’t want to give it. Though Syrena doesn’t know, and even if she did, she had offered the mare an out. Which was entirely thanks to Thea, but still. And it wasn’t a very good out, but still. She was trying, really. It ought to count for something. But the mare does answer, and the name of the place means nothing to Syrena. If Mihtal is worried about shame, she shouldn’t be. Syrena doesn’t know what this place is, and even if she did, she wouldn’t care. After all, Syrena had once been a siren. Had killed for sustenance and yes, a bit for pleasure (though did not kill now, there was no joy in pointless deaths). But she had been her own brand of temptress. She hardly judged someone else for that life. But Syrena isn’t one for follow up questions, or real conversations, and anyway, there are more joining. A tiny little thing comes running up, being all sorts of squeaky and Syrena just stares at him for moment. She doesn’t quite know what to do with him, but Thea is happy to see someone slightly smaller around. She flits over to the stallion and chirps in his direction, trying to make friends as she always does. “Yes, I have keys,” she says simply, turning to grab another from the small pile and handing it over toward the tiny little stallion. She’s still got keys left, but so far, no more had come. So she waits, letting them come and go. "words" darya87 | larfsalot on deviantart @Pippigrin RE: A wish for wings that work [Keys] - Reichenbach - 04-08-2017 "HOT LIKE THE PRODIGAL SON." Each day passing brought more joy to the new Guardian of the Throat - living at the Throat seemed to be an endless supply of pleasantness, from it's delightful warmth to it's wonderful residents, Reich couldn't decide if he'd ever been happier. The sun was warm upon his broad back and shoulders, lending it's heat to shine his mahogany skin and butter up the coils of ebony hair that fell messily about his face and hocks. He was a handsome man, in a rough, rougish kind of way - with rugged bone structure and playful eyes, surrounded by a thicket of long black lashes. In a way, he was still new to the Throat, despite his position, and he'd yet to meet many of his fellow herdmates. With that thought in mind, he made his way back toward civilisation. There was a gathering at the Diviners Fire, and so Reich promptly changed direction and trotted purposefully toward the crew, a pleasant smile spreading his ebony lips. He only really knew Pippigrin, though he'd seen most of the faces gathered at the flames... except for the one who seemed to be in charge. Reichenbach slipped his eyes from face to face, lingering momentarily on Mihtal's dainty features before finding Syrena and the keys. "I'd love one of those" he chimed in, baritone voice thrumming over the murmured voices. He grinned, glancing to Pip with a shared excitement. They were both relatively new here, and brothers in arms - for they both shared the title of Guardian, and both relished their position and friendship with equal happiness. Sorry I'm so late!! RE: A wish for wings that work [Keys] - Astarot - 05-02-2017 |