01-28-2020, 11:03 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
Aslisk had been through a lot of severe pain before. She'd been stabbed, decapitated, burned, electrocuted, drowned, beaten, ripped apart, and more, and more. The list of brutality that the wyvern had endured was lengthy. Back home she was exempt from the regular healing process of organics. Sitting in a dark room for half an hour would result with everything being patched up and good as new. It was an odd process to some, but to Aslisk it had been the norm prior to coming to this horrifically strange land. The regular methods of healing were painful, and rarely had Aslisk ever dipped into them before. Usually it was because of something severe that she would take longer than half an hour to heal, but even then it had been 'eat this and get to feeling better'. Her red eyes had narrowed, body bracing for when the mess of juices would be spread across her scales. The wounds had healed, mostly, but that didn't make it hurt any less. The wyvern wished she had something to bite down on. Someone's arm would work. A sharp hiss came from the regent, her form flinching and firm stance wavering.
When her wing was lifted, her balance was forced to shift. She was used to being able to stand on her hind feet. Her wyvern body didn't allow for such a thing. Huffy breaths came from the injured wyvern as more of her weight was forced on her other wing. When the chair was wheeled over the regent practically flopped down. Her teeth were biting down hard, something to keep herself from screaming and lashing out at the healer that was helping her. It was hard to understand the other's words when her burn wounds were being touched. They were technically mostly healed, but it wasn't as if Aslisk had exactly cared much about the wounds healing properly before. The wyvern had defied bedrest, defied aid, defied literally everything that could have helped them heal faster. The other was commenting about how she smelled. What exactly the comment was, she didn't manage to catch. Her brief moment of being aware in pain allowed for her to hear the next question. How she had wound up burned this terribly, where her golden burns covered practically all of her. A sharp exhale sounded, Aslisk lifting her head up a little.
"I burned myself," the regent snapped through gritted teeth, "so I could regain my fireproofness that I'd gained when I was a- when I was younger. It worked." The wyvern still insisted for such to be the cause for now having fire like abilities. It had happened when she had been little. Dangled in a pit of fire by metal rods shoved through her wings. She would be left in there for hours and hours, body burning, until one day the fire couldn't burn her anymore. The same thing had been accomplished here, surely. There was no irony, there was no coincidence. The instances were one and the same. "And these burns are not bad. You should've seen what the lusluing firesprink's done to me a couple times over back home," Aslisk then huffed after having to pause to wince once again. She couldn't understand how some silly paste was supposed to help her burn wounds. Yet again, there was good reason behind why she wasn't the medic, and why she had no medical knowledge. Her flaming tail sharply swung behind her as another sensitive wound was slathered with the green colored mush, and a jagged hiss crept forth from her clenched jaws.
When her wing was lifted, her balance was forced to shift. She was used to being able to stand on her hind feet. Her wyvern body didn't allow for such a thing. Huffy breaths came from the injured wyvern as more of her weight was forced on her other wing. When the chair was wheeled over the regent practically flopped down. Her teeth were biting down hard, something to keep herself from screaming and lashing out at the healer that was helping her. It was hard to understand the other's words when her burn wounds were being touched. They were technically mostly healed, but it wasn't as if Aslisk had exactly cared much about the wounds healing properly before. The wyvern had defied bedrest, defied aid, defied literally everything that could have helped them heal faster. The other was commenting about how she smelled. What exactly the comment was, she didn't manage to catch. Her brief moment of being aware in pain allowed for her to hear the next question. How she had wound up burned this terribly, where her golden burns covered practically all of her. A sharp exhale sounded, Aslisk lifting her head up a little.
"I burned myself," the regent snapped through gritted teeth, "so I could regain my fireproofness that I'd gained when I was a- when I was younger. It worked." The wyvern still insisted for such to be the cause for now having fire like abilities. It had happened when she had been little. Dangled in a pit of fire by metal rods shoved through her wings. She would be left in there for hours and hours, body burning, until one day the fire couldn't burn her anymore. The same thing had been accomplished here, surely. There was no irony, there was no coincidence. The instances were one and the same. "And these burns are not bad. You should've seen what the lusluing firesprink's done to me a couple times over back home," Aslisk then huffed after having to pause to wince once again. She couldn't understand how some silly paste was supposed to help her burn wounds. Yet again, there was good reason behind why she wasn't the medic, and why she had no medical knowledge. Her flaming tail sharply swung behind her as another sensitive wound was slathered with the green colored mush, and a jagged hiss crept forth from her clenched jaws.
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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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