11-05-2019, 02:15 PM
Aslisk was not above just charging into people's rooms. Back home, she either had an agreement with them or they just didn't care about when she showed up, hissing and spitting with ferocity surging off every spike of her pointed form. Her anger usually was always verbal. She never cared for smashing things or causing destruction less it be on another organic being. She had kids, yes. She would never think to destroy their belongings - if anything, the wyvern encouraged their hoarding habits. Not that she knew of Roman's history, or anything about him, really. Originally her assumption was that he was another random person that was going to be living here. She wasn't much better, it was not as if she did anything to heavily contribute to the Halls' refounding or re-establishment.
"Oh, you're staying in this room, now?" The wyvern inquired as she teleported right inside. Near the doorway, yes, but still definitely inside. Her respect for personal area was absolutely minimal. That was different from personal space, which Aslisk assured herself that she knew well and thoroughly. She supposed that she hadn't known that this room was occupied before teleporting in, still under the impression that it was an abandoned and empty room. One of her ears flicked while a hearty sniff sounded, head turning. Damn. This was awkward, wasn't it. Her tongue clicked against her sharp teeth. "Since you're on the floor, and I'm assuming you already were missing a leg prior to collapsing, I'm gonna say that you.. don't need anything." The wyvern muttered. There was the slightest bit of apology for her suddenly appearing, by offering her aid. It was not direct nor did it stand out, and Aslisk uncomfortably shifted on her feet.
"Oh, you're staying in this room, now?" The wyvern inquired as she teleported right inside. Near the doorway, yes, but still definitely inside. Her respect for personal area was absolutely minimal. That was different from personal space, which Aslisk assured herself that she knew well and thoroughly. She supposed that she hadn't known that this room was occupied before teleporting in, still under the impression that it was an abandoned and empty room. One of her ears flicked while a hearty sniff sounded, head turning. Damn. This was awkward, wasn't it. Her tongue clicked against her sharp teeth. "Since you're on the floor, and I'm assuming you already were missing a leg prior to collapsing, I'm gonna say that you.. don't need anything." The wyvern muttered. There was the slightest bit of apology for her suddenly appearing, by offering her aid. It was not direct nor did it stand out, and Aslisk uncomfortably shifted on her feet.
ive always had to get my hands dirty, a patrol to make sure no one hurts me
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FULZANIN is a 19 year old content creator. Currently roleplaying as Beezlebub in the Pitt and Jotunhel in the Typhoon. Time spent outside of work and writing is typically done in Creatures of Sonaria. FULZANIN is also in a happy relationship, and is aegosexual/asexual herself.
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