12-09-2019, 12:26 PM
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - sentinel - hot shot
I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE 'CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME
"For the love of Nitis, poisoning will take way too lusluing long," Aslisk groaned. She'd given up on chasing the rat, it being far too nimble for her injured body to continue pursuing. She glared after the nimble creature with hatred in her eyes that likely would kill if manifested physically. It didn't stick around to mock her, of course. Good, Aslisk would think. Good for the rat to not stick around. She'd spared it, yes - it totally had not managed to evade her sharp talons and jaws. Anyone who would dare to say such a thing, the wyvern firmly cemented that she would burn them. Or attack them. Whichever she felt more like doing at the time. A sharp huff parted her maw, talons and wings moving her burnt body back over to where the group had congregated. Disgust was present on her face, and her face scrunched up in distaste. The expression did hurt. Her face was burned from her little stunt, and it left her face to swiftly resume a state of near neutrality in order to cease the pain of the burn wounds causing her pain. Yes, it made her irritable and her fury claw harder, but she managed to keep such a ferocity contained to her raging glare and furious tone. "Close them off, burn them out. The smoke will suffocate them." Aslisk's tone was snappy, as it often was. Her webbed ears flicked, wiggling a little as if it was helping with whatever it was she was churning on in her mind.
Slowly her tail swept behind her, the spikes that stuck out at random from the limb. It tugged at the ground, sticking, but it didn't seem to cause the wyvern any discomfort. The only true discomfort was her burn wounds, and Aslisk would of course say this incompetent way of dealing with vermin was equally as annoying. Her red eyes rolled, and she stomped a talon against the ground. "With poison you run the risk of not all of them eating. They continue, ugh, reproducing and scampering off somewhere else with their small size. I don't think it's possible to fully close off a room but at least they'll for sure die from smoke inhalation. No survivors. Unlike with poison where there's always the possibility." Sharp was the hiss that curled from her tongue. How she missed being poisonous herself. It would be great if she was still capable of such an ability. Alas, it had not carried to this wyvern body. She was left with fire, though, in more ways that the flames that crackled from her spiky tail. It burned in her eyes, furiously, and it flickered forth from every word. Her gaze was fixated on the doorway where Redvox had burst from, as if considering using fire already without getting confirmation on the tactic.
Slowly her tail swept behind her, the spikes that stuck out at random from the limb. It tugged at the ground, sticking, but it didn't seem to cause the wyvern any discomfort. The only true discomfort was her burn wounds, and Aslisk would of course say this incompetent way of dealing with vermin was equally as annoying. Her red eyes rolled, and she stomped a talon against the ground. "With poison you run the risk of not all of them eating. They continue, ugh, reproducing and scampering off somewhere else with their small size. I don't think it's possible to fully close off a room but at least they'll for sure die from smoke inhalation. No survivors. Unlike with poison where there's always the possibility." Sharp was the hiss that curled from her tongue. How she missed being poisonous herself. It would be great if she was still capable of such an ability. Alas, it had not carried to this wyvern body. She was left with fire, though, in more ways that the flames that crackled from her spiky tail. It burned in her eyes, furiously, and it flickered forth from every word. Her gaze was fixated on the doorway where Redvox had burst from, as if considering using fire already without getting confirmation on the tactic.
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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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