How did heaven turn to hell?

Dario Milan, 1594, bank director, air dragon.

[dariomilan]

@coralieevans

“Because you’re my favorite, that’s why,” he added to his plea that actually sounded more like an order. But Dario was not one to beg or ask for help easily. This was more like a deal kind of thing. One hand washes the other. “It’s not a big deal. But I really need that man out of jail and you’re sure able to get him out of there.” He moved another step closer to her, head lowering a bit to get onto her level. “And I will owe you really big for that one.”

[nateruesx]

@dariomilan

“I know I shouldn’t complain and all because being the representative of our race and everything. But I mean, wouldn’t you be a better fit?” Nate shook his head as he sipped on his coffee before pointing it at the older daemon “You’re older and have more experience and you don’t look like you’re just out of your teen years.” a pause “Wait, no, I stopped aging at twenty something, so I guess it was a bit after my teen years. And to be fair, in the old ages, you were an adult at like fourteen or fifteen.”

[dariomilan]

Dario found himself amused by the other guy. “You’re right. I would be.” But that was so far from the point. “Are you drunk, lad? I’m a dragon. But I could represent your race, no big deal. You would just all end up serving us,” he added in a joking tone. But he wasn’t all too sure himself if he was really joking or not.

[natashanikolov]

@dariomilan

The blond closed the door in Dario’s office. Her heels clicking on the floor as she made her way to his desk. Her blue eyes drinking up his image. Oh he could do so many bad things to her and she would be glad for it. Though she always kept a professional mask above all else, but now and then she would tease him. Today was one of those days. She was wearing the tightest pencil skirt and deliberately have her shirt gently show her cleavage. Her make up was to her perfection. Dark eyeliner to frame her blue eyes. Dark red lips to highlight her porcelain skin. “You wanted to see me?” she asked her eyes reflecting a sense of curiosity about what kind of meeting this would be.

[dariomilan]

Leaning back in his seat after he had just finished the call, he waited. Waited for that blonde bombshell that had been wandering through his mind now for the last couple of weeks now, and soon his patience was wearing thin. Maybe he should remain professional, but risks had always been a guilty pleasure of his --- just as blonde, beautiful women. And there she was. What a sight for sore eyes. Dario observed, watched her every movement while she moved closer. His hands itched to lay on her body, but he refrained from just attacking her. Instead he cleared his throat, eyes gazing up. “Take a seat. I was wondering if you had something to tell me. Is there anything I need to worry about?” Considering she had been now head over the department for a while now, she should be able to tell if there was something wrong. Maybe part of him hired her because she was attractive, but her CV was not all too disappointing either. Gorgeous and a brain --- what else was there to want?

[dariomilan]

gravitymechanic:

 With a deep breath Orbit took the offered hands up. “Thanks,” she said with a smile. Tentatively she rolled her shoulder around in it’s socket. “I think I should be okay…” Well that was what she said but the pain told her otherwise. “It’s my fault for not paying attention really, otherwise I would’ve been able to fix the gravity a little. Without thinking, Orbit shrugged with her comment and instantly regretted it. “Again I’m so sorry for hitting you mate.”

He remained sceptical, but wouldn’t push it further. If she said she was fine, she probably was. He was not a caring man, he had asked once --- if she choose to lie, now she could deal with her own consequences. Her further comments had him furrow his brows. “Fix gravity?” That did not slip by him. “What kind of superhero power is that?”

[gravitymechanic-blog]

Orbit loved the feeling the wind whipping through her hair as she hurtled along the pavement on her pennyboard. She just felt completely free and happy; which was part of why she loved it when Scotty sent her on errands when she was stressed because it allowed her to feel, well, this. However, she had lost herself in the feeling too much and closed her eyes, which is why she never even saw the collision coming. Orbit rounded a corner instinctively and slammed straight into another person, flipping her from her board and into the concrete. “Oh shit,” she cursed as her body impacted the ground, the flip happening so fast she didn’t manage to switch up her gravity to lessen the impact.  Orbit winced as she sat up slightly, her shoulder absolutely wrecking, when she noticed the other person she’d sent flying to the ground. “Oh hells! I’m so sorry! Are you alright?!” she asked, her words coming out so fast it was almost like they were all one.

[dariomilan]

He was just rolling his eyes at every second word that came out of the ex wife’s mouth on the phone. Dario had lost his patience for that woman forever ago and now she was still trying to make his life hard, but he really couldn’t care any less. But yet, this annoying voice in his ear had distracted him enough to glue his gaze on the ground instead of being cautious where he was going --- and soon enough what was bound to happen in this moment did. 

At first, he could barely notice -- he did stumble back, but he could keep himself in balance and steady enough to keep on his legs. Unlike the other person. The girl was clearly laying on the ground. If this was not his chance, then he would never get away from it. “I have to hang up. Accident.” And with that, the phone call was ended. His now free arms reached out for the girl, aiming to help. “I’m fine. You... Are you?” Her pained face was undeniable. “Do you need to be brought to a hospital?”