12-17-2019, 09:32 AM
I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - regent - hot shot
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - regent - hot shot
The process of joiners simply wandering up to the border was still a somewhat foreign concept to Aslisk. People just walking up on the border, without conflict, and with a few words were allowed to hop and skip and jump right on in. It baffled her. Yet again, where she came from, there was no such policy. There was already her home's weird 'if you're not of the species you're not allowed in' dilemma, then the 'okay if you've got a pass you can come in' dilemma, and before she'd left there'd been alliances and all sorts of crazy things. Aslisk supposed she would actually be wrapped up in the proceedings of alliances, now that she was second in command as Redvox had said. She was joyed - not - about the knowledge that she'd have to get into whatever form of politics there was here. It made her want to gag on her tongue and spit and pitch some form of a fit. Maybe it would be different here than it had been back home. Sitting in a closed room of featherbrains who got distracted every few minutes to talk about laws about clouds or festive drinks that the actual alliance was never discussed. Aslisk huffed, shaking out her body a little as water pooled beneath her talons from the flames that melted the snow around her due to her lack of control for her fire abilities.
The wyvern came swooping on over, feeling well enough from her burn wounds to actually be flying. She was still covered in them, but they certainly grew fainter and fainter. "Clockworker, huh," she muttered with her slitted eyes squinting. "That's a last name I can't say I've heard before." Why was the need felt to say both first and last name? It wasn't as if she ever slung around her last name whenever introducing herself. Did she even have one? Aslisk would have to look into that. Did he actually work on clocks? When was the last time that Aslisk had even practiced reading time off a clock? Her ear flicked, bringing her back from her brief daze. Not that her dazes were noticeable - instead of a distant look an irritated one would always present itself upon her countenance. "I'm Aslisk. I am.. more than delighted to deal with any trouble that gets brought to my attention." The wyvern supposed she did have to point out that she was willing to do as Redvox had said she would, due to her position as second in command. Yet, she equally supposed that her method of dealing with problems would probably be entirely different from how the leader of the group would go about it. Oh, well. She had offered and confirmed that she was able to, and a person, to come for if help was needed. Redvox had said it first, she cheekily noted to herself and was unable to keep her harsh red gaze from briefly glancing at the Harbringer.
The wyvern came swooping on over, feeling well enough from her burn wounds to actually be flying. She was still covered in them, but they certainly grew fainter and fainter. "Clockworker, huh," she muttered with her slitted eyes squinting. "That's a last name I can't say I've heard before." Why was the need felt to say both first and last name? It wasn't as if she ever slung around her last name whenever introducing herself. Did she even have one? Aslisk would have to look into that. Did he actually work on clocks? When was the last time that Aslisk had even practiced reading time off a clock? Her ear flicked, bringing her back from her brief daze. Not that her dazes were noticeable - instead of a distant look an irritated one would always present itself upon her countenance. "I'm Aslisk. I am.. more than delighted to deal with any trouble that gets brought to my attention." The wyvern supposed she did have to point out that she was willing to do as Redvox had said she would, due to her position as second in command. Yet, she equally supposed that her method of dealing with problems would probably be entirely different from how the leader of the group would go about it. Oh, well. She had offered and confirmed that she was able to, and a person, to come for if help was needed. Redvox had said it first, she cheekily noted to herself and was unable to keep her harsh red gaze from briefly glancing at the Harbringer.
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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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