03-09-2020, 10:36 AM
I GET MY WAY THROUGH GENOCIDE CAUSE FREAKS LIKE YOU JUST WASTE MY TIME
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - harbringer - hot shot
ASLISK - wyvern - powers - halls of hiraeth - harbringer - hot shot
Aslisk certainly was no stranger to being holed up in places. Less than pleasant were the memories of childhood and being confined to one room for days on end. She'd gotten over it. It was bearable. Besides, now she was the one enforcing such a thing. It was on her own terms, and it was not one single room. She could go outside and wander between the buildings that constituted the camp if she so desired. Today was going to be some form of a break day for her, before she prepared to go flinging herself across the continent to speak with groups that the past leader had established bonds with. Nothing too difficult, the trips. It would be not pissing everyone off that would be her struggle. Aslisk was certain that if she kept a leash on her words, all would be well. Hopefully. Probably.
Webbed ears were perfect for picking up noise. They were quite big, and allowed for easy access to triangulation to find the origin of noise. Her head craned a little, coming around the corner and a few more paces. "Someone's found something useful to do," the wyvern chatters, red eyes watching the small plumes of the dust from the floor being disturbed and moved along. Her tail swung behind her in a manner lacking care. Now that the limb wasn't constantly on fire, it became easier to move around and without any form of fear. "You missed a spot," she then cheekily states, her head gesturing vaguely to some spot on the floor that the other hadn't even gotten around to yet. Cockily she grins, her words lacking the usual venom behind them. A calm day, one that she certainly was grateful for.
Webbed ears were perfect for picking up noise. They were quite big, and allowed for easy access to triangulation to find the origin of noise. Her head craned a little, coming around the corner and a few more paces. "Someone's found something useful to do," the wyvern chatters, red eyes watching the small plumes of the dust from the floor being disturbed and moved along. Her tail swung behind her in a manner lacking care. Now that the limb wasn't constantly on fire, it became easier to move around and without any form of fear. "You missed a spot," she then cheekily states, her head gesturing vaguely to some spot on the floor that the other hadn't even gotten around to yet. Cockily she grins, her words lacking the usual venom behind them. A calm day, one that she certainly was grateful for.
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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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