It's Lit

Eraesa "Rae" Veleris - 2,084 - Genderfluid - Pansexual - Dragon - Bounty Hunter & Escort

[eraesa-veleris]

eurydicejustin·:

“oh no i understand the joke,” the demon said shaking his head with a smile on his face. “latin is very well familiar to me, almost a second language of sorts however it is not one i speak everyday lately.” justin said with a shrug of his shoulders. well it wasn’t one that he spoke much anymore, when he was still stuck in hell it was his primary language, since it was a dead language and all… “do you have any more stories that involve burning beings?”

“Amusing, is it not? Sadly, not many here have an appreciation for such humor.” The dragon sighed, inclining their head slightly. They nodded at his explanation with an amused smirk. “Well, it is considered a dead language,” Rae added, their eyes flashing with a certain playfulness. They could smell what the other was and he intrigued them. Usually an introvert, the dragon was taken aback by the question. “Many. If you have the time to listen I could share them if you would like.” They paused, looking up at their glass. Whoever had bought this wine must’ve had their tongue ripped from their throat. But it was alcohol nonetheless. “I suppose you would have a few stories of your own?”

[eraesa-veleris]

vcgaslights·:

It was a fun little game that he kept to himself; trying to guess what each person at the party was. From the woman’s pale face and intense eyes, he wanted to assume a vampire, but he needed more time to figure out. His mouth dropped open, unsure of how to answer. He didn’t even know himself what he meant by magic– the whole situation felt straight out of a fairytale. He gestured with his hands, moving them swiftly in the air. “You know, magic, badabing and you can do stuff.” he shrugged, not knowing how to better elaborate it. He took the fact that he didn’t have fang holes on his neck yet as an invitation to actually ask the questions. “First of, are you a vampire? You totally strike me as a vampire.”

While he played his little game - they would start their own. Silently they wondered how long till he figured it out. Then again, some humans were pretty but they weren’t the brightest. They wondered if he was one of those. At his slack-jawed expression, Rae smiled at his hesitation. Patiently they waited, drinking from the glass they held. Following his hands, the dragon giggled. The sound took them off-guard, swiftly they took another sip to silence their laughter. “Badabing and you can do stuff?” They repeated, cocking their head. Obviously, they weren’t following. The alcohol not helping either. “Depends on your definition of magic.” They murmured. At the man’s question, Eraesa all but scoffed, almost insulted that he would even think such a thing. “No, I am much more fearsome than any vampire.” They replied, shaking their head. He would have to think a little bigger, much bigger in fact. “Although, I suppose it’s hard to tell in this form. Think bigger.”

[eraesa-veleris]

yourfirstsnow·:

“That’s a shame. If he’d had a horse you’d have gotten away with a snack too.” Snow laughed, intrigued by the story and the dragon’s drunken, bubbly disposition. She was glowing, so animated, leaving the reaper rather transfixed. Nostalgic, even, for the busy days so long ago. When reaper’s were called upon to carry so many souls detached from ashen bodies left in a dragon’s wake. “I’m afraid my stories of death aren’t as eventful or amusing, but I would happily spend all evening listening to yours.”

“Yes, well, he was much too foolish to grab his horse. Instead, I freed them. No sense in killing an innocent creature that is just as much a slave as I.” Eraesa replied earnestly, noticing the other’s laugh. For a creature so dark - he held a certain light to him. Smiling brightly at Snow, they sipped from their champagne flute. They could tell he was just as old as them - if not possibly older. “You flatter me, αγάπη μου. I am sure your stories are just as entertaining.”

[gotladies]

[eraesa-veleris]

revnaauber·:

Revna leaned in towards the dragon, grinning conspiratorially. “That’s the thing about this sort of party. There’s plenty of alcohol to go around. Probably enough to get us blisteringly drunk if the city knows what it’s doing.” She straightened up, smile still wide as they relented. “As many cocktails as you’d like. Come on,“ she reached for their wrist, tugging them in the direction of the dance floor.

Tilting their head at the other, Rae frowned at the smile. “Yes, well, maybe that is what they wish to happen. To liven the mood? Although, I would also venture chaos could ensue.” The blonde murmured, shaking their head at the other. “If you were not as charming as you are I would have never agreed to this.” They added, with a small smile. Letting the Valkyrie grasp their thin wrist, they laughed as they were whisked to the dancefloor. “Are your people always this persuasive?” 

[eraesa-veleris]

dxnieltodd·:

They have been chatty all along. Daniel makes sure not to count the minutes that go by from the moment he rolled in with a glass in hand. His being only recently emptied and contrasting to the other, who is most likely on their way to over four at least. Daniel sips slowly, mostly to entertain himself and have something to do with his hands other than clasp them while they entertain him with their stories. He is not bored in the least, much on the contrary, but the animated way the small creature recounts the tales is enough to have him chuckle every now and then.

“Screw you and the horse you rode in,” he mumbles in between a chuckle “such a powerful insult…it’s like the modern ‘dishonor on you and your cow’” he adds playfully. he switches his empty glass for a full one when a server comes around, thanking them with a subtle raise of his eyebrows and turns back to his drunk companion. “I know my latin jokes.”

Usually rather quiet and introverted the bubbly in their glass had made Rae anything but. Smiling to the male that had graced their presence, they reached for another flute of champagne. They had lost count with how much alcohol they had consumed, not that it mattered, dragons didn’t experience hangovers like humans did. Bright eyes scan over his face, silently wondering if they are boring him with their tales, one could only take so much. However, he seemed rather content. Even chuckling at their recounts of days long passed. Oh, they missed those days. 

Smiling brightly Eraesa nods at his mumbled words, taking another sip of their champagne. their expression shifting to confusion at his playful comment. “Dishonor on your cow?” They repeat softly, tilting their head at the expression. “How can a cow bring dishonor?” Their brow knits for a moment, trying to make sense of it. Brightening, they laugh softly. “Oh, do you now? Well, I suppose you would all things considered.” They take another sip. “And how, did someone such as yourself, end up here of all places?” They pause, giggling. “The city - I mean.”

[eraesa-veleris]

“And then I told him, te futueo et caballum tuum, and burned him and his crops! It is funny because he does not even own a horse to ride in on!” Rae laughed, clapping their hands, clearly amused by their own drunken story. Swirling the remnants of their drink, the tiny dragon grinned at the poor soul she had trapped in her drunken claws. By now they had probably downed their human weight in wine and cocktails and it was showing. In their defense, it was a party, everyone was drunk. Or at least a little tipsy. If they weren’t then Eraesa would seek them out and get them a drink. “It is not as funny if I have to explain the joke to you.”

[drogonthered]

Are you a sheep? No. You’re a dragon. Be a dragon.

[eraesa-veleris]

revnaauber·:

“Come on, it’s a ball. Balls imply dancing. Just one song.” Revna was normally known for taking things fairly seriously, especially her work in the city. But offering a valkyrie an opportunity to party? Far be it from her to waste it, to not eek out every drop of enjoyment that she could from it, even if it wasn’t like the parties of old following a battle. This one was about keeping peace, after all. “If you think you’ll make a fool of yourself, might I remind you everyone’s in masks.”

“How many times have I told you?” Rae sighed, shaking their head at Revna. Watching those dancing around them, the dragon took a sip of their wine. “I do not dance.” They paused, “Unless, you provide me with copious amounts of alcohol.” A small smile slipped over the smaller being’s lips, their hand adjusting the belt on their dress. That was a joke. “If I give you one dance will you promise to fetch me another one of those cocktails?”

[eraesa-veleris]

nova-diaz·:

The person she bumped into was been more gracious then needed. Nova knew from experience that many people would take this opportunity to lash out, unleashing some bottled up emotions on her, just because they could. As relief flooded over her, the escort smiled. The person in front of her was dressed to impress, there were just not her words to describe it. They were fashion forward and not tied down to the social idea of a ball. They were simply stunning. Eyes wide with amazement, Nova couldn’t help herself but stare. “You’re too kind. I didn’t exactly look where I was turning like this and I haven’t started to drink yet. I pity the one who will be standing close by the end of the evening.” It was an exaggeration, but only a little one, as Nova could be clumsy, the present interaction being proof of that. “You’re completely stunning. I’m glad I didn’t ruin your clothes or something. I am yes. I’m new to something like this,” she said, hands gesturing around her. “What about you?”

Unlike most of the other supernaturals who held their distaste for humans on the surface - Eraesa’s distaste was not apparent at first. It was more-so in their tone and how they talked to them - as if they were beneath the dragon - or that they were above the humans. With that being said, Rae belonged to a proud race, and they often did consider themselves higher than other supernaturals. Looking over the human before them, the dragon almost felt a spark of pity. Almost. Politely returning the smile, the dragon tilted her head. They had seen this one somewhere. And then it hit them - she was an escort. Looking over her dress, they smiled their approval. At the wide-eyed look, the human gave them, openly staring down at them, the dragon quirked a brow. Had they said something strange? Were her wings out? Then again, the human probably wasn’t accustomed to dragons in this form. “Can one be too kind?” The dragon asked, confusion pulling across their brow. They didn’t understand the human’s reference. Deciding to just nod at the human’s words, she adjusted the sash draped around her neck. “And why is that? Will you make a mess of yourself?” Rae asked, their eyes reflecting an almost child-like innocence. Taking a sip from their glass again, they smiled behind it at the compliment. Rae didn’t need them but they made the dragon smile. “We have that impact on humans.” The dragon purred, smiling confidently. “Even if you did spill your drink it can be cleaned. With that being said, I assumed you were. You do not look accustomed to such gatherings.” At the question, Rae smiled knowingly, as if the human had told a grand joke. “I may not look it but I have been to plenty of parties. I just choose not to socialize much with mortals.”

[eraesa-veleris]

nicholasrcse·:

Nicholas had heard accents shift across the globe over several centuries, but since coming to Sanctum, had learned quickly that there were many more besides. This was one such voice. There were traces of a heritage he could estimate, but they were beyond him. Though he disliked the unknown, in this case, he supposed he would have to face it. If anything, it only piqued his interest in the person he walked with. 

“Quite,” he agreed, somewhat sarcastically. “But I’ve seen some immortal creatures find meaning in that sort of thing. It keeps them going.” He shrugged a shoulder. “That sort probably won’t be attending this party, anyway. Have you been to one before? At the Garden of Eden?” he asked, quirking a brow. 

Rae’s accent held traces of a civilization long dead but also a tongue that was clearly not human. Sounding between Scottish and Arabic. Their voice was airy and light, yet, held a slight hiss. It was rare they spoke Draconic seeing as many stated it was a grating language on the ears. Glancing at the other curiously, they wondered how old he was.

“I suppose it depends on one’s experiences.” The dragon added, the sarcastic tone lost on them. Small shoulders rose and fell underneath the coat they wore. “To each their own.” They smiled, not confirming or denying the other’s words. “However, I suppose not. They frown on such debauchery, do they not?” A smile grace’s their lips at the thought. Bright eyes crinkle slightly as they look up at the vampire. “Aren’t you the curious sort?” They laugh softly. “Once, but, not to one such as this.”

[eraesa-veleris]

vcgaslights·:

Unlike most humans, Oliver could not be more thrilled for the opportunity to hang out around the supernatural. He was starstruck by the possibilities, the untold stories, and the magic they had to offer. His world was dull before the discovery and he caught a second wind when they went public. “So, are you like, magic?” He asked the person next to him, “Sorry… I dont know what the terminology is yet. But I love you guys, in fact, if you could answer some questions.” 

As far as humans went Rae was not too keen on their kind. Why would they be? Humans destroyed their life. They enslaved them. They killed all that they loved. That’s what humans did - they destroyed things. They take and take until there’s nothing left. While the dragon would be civil around the humans and converse to some extent. They did not want humans to mistake this for kindness. Rae could care less about their kind regardless of the status they held. “Am I magic?” The dragon repeated, their gaze shifting to the human sitting next to them. “Whatever do you mean?” Amusement flashing in their eyes as they looked the other over. Only their accent betrayed them as non-human. The way he spoke though... Rae could only describe as adorable. The way he gushed over them like they were gods tickled the dragon. It wasn’t every day they were regarded as such - seeing as most regarding their kind as fiction or even extinct. “Questions? That depends on what you would like to know.”

[eraesa-veleris]

genmarshall·:

Events like these weren’t something Genesis liked. There were too many people, it made her uncomfortable. But she liked the gardens and she didn’t have much choices in coming here. The only thing she had a choice on was what she would wear and she was relieved that she didn’t have to wear a dress, never feeling quite herself in them. Leaning on the bar, waiting for her turn, she looked at the choices she had. “Tell me you have something that’s not bubbly? Something stronger,” she said when the bartender came to her.

Taking a sip of the Greyhound in their hand, the dragon looked on from the bar. They didn’t mind long dresses but they felt a desire to wear something more neutral. Which, ultimately fell on the rather loud tartan dress they wore. It fell just a bit below their knees with a leather belt and off-cream tool. Balls had never been their thing and yet here they were. Watching the wolf, they perked up at the question. “Pardon the intrusion but you should ask for a Death in the Afternoon.” They paused with an amused expression. “Unless you can’t handle Absinthe.” 

[eraesa-veleris]

nova-diaz·:

Nova had been excited when she received the invitation to the masked ball, never attending such an event before. She had taken time to choose the dress and mask she would wear, but looking in the miror one last time before leaving her place, she was more than satisfied with the result. As she walked the garden, she couldn’t help herself but notice how everyone was looking absolutely gorgeous. As a server passed near her, she took a glass of champagne from the tray and turned a little bit too quickly, bumping slightly into someone. Looking at the other, she was relieved to see that she hadn’t spill anything on them. “I’m so sorry. Are you alright?” she asked sweetly. “At least I didn’t spill anything on you.”

Eraesa stood amongst the masked crowd, watching from the sidelines in amusement. They were not one for crowds or large gatherings. However, they had been to plenty of parties in their time so this would be no different. Or so they assumed. Deciding to go with something more casual they wore a tartan dress by Alexander McQueen, black socks, and heeled booties. They didn’t exactly blend in amongst the flow flowing gowns but that’s how they liked it. Taking a sip of the champagne held in their hand, the dragon looked on curiously with a placid smile on their face. Feeling someone bump into them, the small dragon righted their footing gracefully. Neither glass had spilled so the dragon looked at the woman perplexed as she apologized. “Please, do not apologize. You have no need to do so. Accidents happen, do they not?” The dragon replied with a shake of their head. Looking over the woman before them, Rae smiled softly. They were smaller than most, in this form at least, so they could not blame the other. “Are you enjoying the festivities?”

[eraesa-veleris]

You haven't been bit till a dragon does it.

[eraesa-veleris]

nicholasrcse·:

He dipped his head to them, hummed a laugh, then looked back to the sidewalk ahead. “The sky, I suppose,” he wagered, all too aware of how very lame the joke was. “Unless you are the spiritual sort and would prefer it be called an omen? Perhaps a warning for how miserably droll the city’s masquerade is likely to be.” 

Eraesa couldn’t help but smile politely at the joke. At least he had made a valiant attempt at humor. That was more than they could say for a lot of vampires in their lifetime. “And I suppose this is what I get for not checking the forecast.” They laughed. At the sudden inquiry, Rae shook their head. "We are neither spiritual nor religious. Just merely existing amongst everyone else - or at least I am." They replied, the slightest hint of an ancient accent slipping amongst their words. “Perhaps, but who knows, there always ways to liven things up.”

[eraesa-veleris]

The subway probably wasn’t the best place to change but Rae had to get out of these clothes. They were covered in blood and the last thing she wanted was to attract unwanted attention. You had to either be incredibly brave or incredibly stupid to antagonize a dragon. And yet, Rae had encountered both kinds of beings in her decades on this Earth. She sighed, sensing someone in her peripheral. They were standing downwind so it was hard to catch their scent amongst the smell of the city. Nonetheless, they were doing a poor job at hiding. Or they just didn’t give a damn. “It’s not polite to stare,” Rae muttered, their back turned to the other. The dragon could care less if they stared. And yet, she wasn’t getting paid for this little show. So why should she let them? “But if you are going to stand there and gawk you might as well buy me dinner.” She smiled ruefully behind her hair. “If not, then I suggest you pick up your jaw and shut it. Or I will happily shut it for you.”