THEY CALL ME THE SICK BOY ☆ meeting 12/13

[fulzanin]

I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME

ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - sentinel - hot shot

Meetings still were a foreign concept to the wyvern. They weren't the same as the meetings that she used to attend - if they could even be considered meetings. A bunch of featherbrains cooped up in a room, herself included, talking about rules and laws. They would talk and talk for hours and hours and often Aslisk simply got up and left the moment that the cloudphobic started talking because she could not stand his voice. The meetings here were different. One person talking to a group rather than it being an actual discussion of few higher up peoples. Aslisk found them weird. She was used to hearing stupid upon stupid topic come and go for hours upon hours. These were summaries. They added on to the oddities of this place. The wyvern was trying to get used to them, she truly was, but it seemed as if she was going to continue to struggle for a time longer than the current.

Her tail laid behind her in the snow, melting the white powder into sad puddles around her. If anything, Aslisk figured that it was a good thing. It allowed for warm water which helped ease the numbing feeling in her talons. When the water cooled it would become more annoying than beneficial, but she supposed she could cross that bridge when she got to it. She had arrived moments prior in a brief teleport, meaning that the snow turned water than pooled around her tail and feet was still reasonably warm. Her head lifted up a little, briefly debating on complaining about how the snow was making everything so much brighter than it needed to be. Snow blindness certainly was a thing, and the wyvern was not looking forward to dealing with it's repercussions upon returning inside. Her ears waggled as the Harbringer began speaking. Rats. Of course. She still didn't see why she couldn't go in and just torch every single rat she came across. Sure, she didn't have much control over her fire powers, but poisoning them all was taking so long and it was so stupid! She was a beast made to kill! She could have them all dead by now! A sharp huff parted the wyvern's maw, briefly voicing her irritation. It was common for the wyvern to be annoyed, after all. She'd lessened such a demeanor since she had achieved her fireproof state, but it certainly did not mean that she would not pass up the opportunity when presented to continue to assert herself as a ferocious force. Her ears flicked a little when the holiday festivities were mention. Could she say they were a failure? She'd certainly failed at them - not that the wyvern would admit to such a fault.

Aslisk's head, previously lowered, did slowly raise up at the comment of promotions. She was intrigued, burning tail swinging across the snow behind her. The flames of the limb were briefly snuffed out by the movement. It took her a few seconds to realize that it was her being addressed. It took, really, up to her name being said for her to grasp the promotion that was being given to her. The wyvern's burnt body tensed, pupils narrowing briefly as her gaze lifted up a little bit more. She was.. being promoted. To regent. She was.. being praised. About behavior. It was near overwhelming for the wyvern. No, she hadn't expected such a thing. It surprised her, and her stiff form certainly did the initial speaking for her. Composure was swiftly re-instated as she coughed, a small wheeze following. "There goes my plans for the evening," she muttered upon revisiting the comment of not being trusted to not burn the territory down to the ground. Aslisk shifted her gaze to the side, feeling... she wasn't really sure what she was feeling. Her weight shifted back and forth, mouth opening as if to say more before she fell silent. She wasn't the kind of person to say thanks, but at the same time, it was a big promotion. Her ears flicked slowly, adding to the brief uncertainty of her posture. "I will... try to keep the death threats directed towards the rats," Aslisk slowly said instead, red gaze moving to look at the other persons that had been mentioned by the Harbringer. She had absolutely no idea who this 'Goldie' person was, but supposed that with her new position she'd find out soon enough. Her burnt head dipped a little, as close to a 'thank you' as she was ever going to get.

TAGS 11/19/19:

GENERAL.
✧ Aslisk | asli, alisk
✧ physically easy, mentally medium | March 7
✧ cisgender | she/her
✧ halls of hiraeth | sentinel | hot shot

APPEARANCE.
✧ wyvern (ref.) | health: 36% | piyan_baby rock demon wyvern
— a short purple wyvern with a plethora of spikes covering her lanky tail. Her horns are a light pink and spikes a deep green, and her eyes are a blazing red. This wyvern’s wings are grey. She possesses blue feet which sharply turn into the purple of the rest of her body. A long, vibrant and yellow tongue allows for her to fish. Her tail ends in a two-parted segment, acting as a pseudo hand. Her upper teeth are longer and sharper, where her lower teeth are shorter and sturdier.
— blood is yellow and glows
— a long, diagonal scar across her face. somehow it does not impair her vision.
— covered in severe burn wounds

PERSONALITY.
✧ determined, outgoing, strong willed
✧ self-preserving, sly, devious
✧ temperamental, hissy, irritable

RELATIONSHIPS.
✧ asulkio x unla | crafted from an infertile egg
✧ nul
✧ demiromantic bisexual | taken/not looking | asligo

INTERACTIONS.
✧ physically easy | mentally medium | teleportation, invisibility, intangibility, fire elementals
✧ will start/end fights, easy provoke | will kill
✧ trained to kill swiftly, not to fight
✧ allowed to powerplay peaceful actions | attack in bolded #9c6dc7 | mention [member=8864]Aslisk[/member] when attacking

MISC.
✧ Aslisk comes from a self made original concept, redrafted here for the purpose of character development!