12-04-2019, 11:20 AM
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - sentinel - hot shot
I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE 'CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME
Slow was the movements that the wyvern began to show after her panic subsided. Her red eyes were staring at her flaming tail, watching the flames spring and spark from each and every spike that jutted out from her tail. Earlier the wyvern had been disgusted by the spikes. They were the same color and structure as they had been in her original body, yes. The problem was that they didn't snap off in a projectile manner. Oh, that had irritated her to absolutely no end. Her smacking her tail into the ground had been to try and jump-start the process. It had been in vain, and the spikes were firmly attached to her tail. Now? Now those spikes had a separate purpose, and it apparently was to hold flames that Aslisk had absolutely no control over. The light hurt her eyes, and so her tail swung back behind her. Panic now over, the wyvern was able to think over the commands that had been shouted to her during that episode. "Oh, yes, let the flaming creature roll on the ground and light more things on fire. Sounds brilliant." Snarky was the reply that curled from the wyvern's sharp teeth. Not incredibly aggressive, though. Aslisk's tone was awkwardly lighter than normal. Pleased, almost. Her head turned to look at her faintly crackling wings.
When Redvox continued to speak, Aslisk's red eyes rolled in a manner that clearly seemed amused. Her tail, now out of sight and out of mind, rested against the grass. It smoldered the plants beneath her. The ability had no control from the one who was on fire, and continued to sizzle and burn away. "Here, let me explain it to you in a way you might be able to understand. I fall asleep not on fire. I wake up on fire. Who's the only person around? Imagine if you woke up, suddenly on fire, and I was the one shouting at you to wake up. Pretty hasking suspicious, don't you think? In a moment of panic, at least." Her head tilted in a genuinely curious manner. Then she turned, as if surveying for anyone else that was present at the scene. Still, her tone was lacking it's usual ferocity. Content, almost, was the tone that came from the wyvern. Settled, pleased, and delighted that the flames that curled from her scales were not able to harm her at all. "Don't get me started on the Xiogipa-dung I've had people try to get away with before." Her reply was pointed and simple, a small roll of her shoulders accompanying her words. The greatest things that came to mind, oh, they irritated her so deeply. Being forced to go on a date with someone despite being married, where the person then tried to de-horn her as if she was some sort of animalistic prize. Her early gullibility and desperation for compassion had led to her almost slipping into an absolutely feral state. Oh, if she ever got her claws on them again, somehow, she would make them pay. They would suffer dearly and the wyvern would relish every single second of it. Her thoughts were dark, violent, for that was just how she was towards those that she had little to no care for.
"Don't get your lusluing feathers in a twist. Me setting myself on fire was what led to this. Being fireproof, I mean." A snort curled alongside Aslisk's words. While the other was infuriated, the wyvern for once was in an unusually pleasant demeanor. It was perhaps from the recovery of her fireproof nature. It would make sense, the content look on her burned and scarred face that had taken over the smug one that had been there prior. "It's no coincidence. Still. I'll accept that as your apology, for daring to say that me lighting myself on fire wasn't a good idea." Aslisk briefly paused, her webbed wings flicking. Silently and internally did the wyvern dare the Gat to challenge her ideas. She was right, she had said that she would become fireproof after burning herself, and it had worked. How delighted she was, that her words had been fulfilled. Her head turned and noted that her tail was still burning the ground that it rested on. The wyvern did nothing to stop such a thing, not even bothering to lift her tail from the ground. Her weight shifted instead, and her tone only grew far more pleased. "Besides. Whoever lit me on fire to cause such a thing must have been so terrified of me that they tried to kill me with fire. I like the thought of that. People should be scared of me. Even if clearly they're more stupid than an Xiogipa if they thought fire would kill me." The idea that someone had tried to kill her by burning, well, it thrilled her. She liked fear. She could deal with fear. She could use fear for whatever purposes she so desired. A grin was present on her scarred and burnt face, and delighted was the small hum that curled from the wyvern.
When Redvox continued to speak, Aslisk's red eyes rolled in a manner that clearly seemed amused. Her tail, now out of sight and out of mind, rested against the grass. It smoldered the plants beneath her. The ability had no control from the one who was on fire, and continued to sizzle and burn away. "Here, let me explain it to you in a way you might be able to understand. I fall asleep not on fire. I wake up on fire. Who's the only person around? Imagine if you woke up, suddenly on fire, and I was the one shouting at you to wake up. Pretty hasking suspicious, don't you think? In a moment of panic, at least." Her head tilted in a genuinely curious manner. Then she turned, as if surveying for anyone else that was present at the scene. Still, her tone was lacking it's usual ferocity. Content, almost, was the tone that came from the wyvern. Settled, pleased, and delighted that the flames that curled from her scales were not able to harm her at all. "Don't get me started on the Xiogipa-dung I've had people try to get away with before." Her reply was pointed and simple, a small roll of her shoulders accompanying her words. The greatest things that came to mind, oh, they irritated her so deeply. Being forced to go on a date with someone despite being married, where the person then tried to de-horn her as if she was some sort of animalistic prize. Her early gullibility and desperation for compassion had led to her almost slipping into an absolutely feral state. Oh, if she ever got her claws on them again, somehow, she would make them pay. They would suffer dearly and the wyvern would relish every single second of it. Her thoughts were dark, violent, for that was just how she was towards those that she had little to no care for.
"Don't get your lusluing feathers in a twist. Me setting myself on fire was what led to this. Being fireproof, I mean." A snort curled alongside Aslisk's words. While the other was infuriated, the wyvern for once was in an unusually pleasant demeanor. It was perhaps from the recovery of her fireproof nature. It would make sense, the content look on her burned and scarred face that had taken over the smug one that had been there prior. "It's no coincidence. Still. I'll accept that as your apology, for daring to say that me lighting myself on fire wasn't a good idea." Aslisk briefly paused, her webbed wings flicking. Silently and internally did the wyvern dare the Gat to challenge her ideas. She was right, she had said that she would become fireproof after burning herself, and it had worked. How delighted she was, that her words had been fulfilled. Her head turned and noted that her tail was still burning the ground that it rested on. The wyvern did nothing to stop such a thing, not even bothering to lift her tail from the ground. Her weight shifted instead, and her tone only grew far more pleased. "Besides. Whoever lit me on fire to cause such a thing must have been so terrified of me that they tried to kill me with fire. I like the thought of that. People should be scared of me. Even if clearly they're more stupid than an Xiogipa if they thought fire would kill me." The idea that someone had tried to kill her by burning, well, it thrilled her. She liked fear. She could deal with fear. She could use fear for whatever purposes she so desired. A grin was present on her scarred and burnt face, and delighted was the small hum that curled from the wyvern.
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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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