01-16-2020, 11:24 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
Parties were odd. Parties here especially were odd. Holidays that Aslisk had never heard of nor ever celebrated before. Odd holidays that confused her, and left her unsure whether she should be stubborn and not partake or attempt and realize how out of touch she was. The parties back home were simple. Whenever the sky would turn orange, everyone would go outside and just.. have fun. That was it. There were some drinks, yes, but Aslisk would not touch those with a six foot pole. There were fancy displays of light and magic, and lots of cooking and feasting for a few hours straight until the sky lightened back up to it's eternal state of daylight again. Aslisk hadn't partaken in many of those sunset parties, less her wife was feeling well enough to get up and partake. There hadn't been music or anything. The parties were hosted by the featherbrains, and the featherbrains were tone deaf. They couldn't sing or create music. Aslisk fell into the category of tone deaf as well, and the reasoning for it irritated her to no end.
The wyvern's burnt body slowly approached at the other's call. A festival that went on for more than one day. How odd. How peculiar. Her webbed ears flicked as she grew closer, looking at the statue. A swan. Music and purity. Purity. It reminded her of home. Someone, particularly. A person that got her out of some of the worst places, that kept on pulling on her no matter how badly she fought against it. He was the one that reunited her with her wife after she was revived. He was the first friend that she'd had in many, many years. Aslisk wouldn't dare admit it, for that would be soft, and swiftly she sought to change her mental topic. A soft huff escaped from Aslisk's maw, attention then turning to the music that was playing. It sounded like pure noise to her, unable to be fully comprehended. The underlying beat she could barely hear, but all the other olden instruments clouded it out. "Dancing, huh." Aslisk's scarred and burnt face scrunched up at the thought. She'd never danced before, not even with Ichigo. Briefly her teeth clenched together, homesickness raising up only to be forced back down. "Sounds stupid, but I wouldn't expect anything less from an event for this kind of.. god. I'll watch, and wait for someone to trip, and then I'm going to laugh. Hah. Hah." The regent slowly stalked a few paces away before plopping down, rolling her shoulders.
The wyvern's burnt body slowly approached at the other's call. A festival that went on for more than one day. How odd. How peculiar. Her webbed ears flicked as she grew closer, looking at the statue. A swan. Music and purity. Purity. It reminded her of home. Someone, particularly. A person that got her out of some of the worst places, that kept on pulling on her no matter how badly she fought against it. He was the one that reunited her with her wife after she was revived. He was the first friend that she'd had in many, many years. Aslisk wouldn't dare admit it, for that would be soft, and swiftly she sought to change her mental topic. A soft huff escaped from Aslisk's maw, attention then turning to the music that was playing. It sounded like pure noise to her, unable to be fully comprehended. The underlying beat she could barely hear, but all the other olden instruments clouded it out. "Dancing, huh." Aslisk's scarred and burnt face scrunched up at the thought. She'd never danced before, not even with Ichigo. Briefly her teeth clenched together, homesickness raising up only to be forced back down. "Sounds stupid, but I wouldn't expect anything less from an event for this kind of.. god. I'll watch, and wait for someone to trip, and then I'm going to laugh. Hah. Hah." The regent slowly stalked a few paces away before plopping down, rolling her shoulders.
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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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