— ཋྀ ˚ KAZTOR . && a sinner granted a second chance. the sin of envy. ⊰‿̩͙
a mortal who soon converted into a demon . a being who rejects the acts of the demon , hopeful to spread joy instead of deceit . a kindhearted soul which begs the question , what are the requirements to become impure ?
this character is an original character that takes inspiration from beliefs surrounding spirits, demons and more. this account will have suggestive content , gore and violence.
KAZTOR is a a relatively shy demon when meeting new people and may not act cruel or violent. he is a people pleaser and sometimes will act on this. be wary that if anything brings him harm, you are at risk of summoning xinalith.
a short piece where kaztor sought out unexpected company.
warnings: none.
w/c: 1.7k. not proof-read. wholesome. just some 'family' bonding.
It wasn't often that Kaztor visited Pax's and Xinalith's residence for some company, which might come off as a surprise to a few reading this. If they invited him, he'd come over. If something big happened, he'd barge right in. But most of the time, he kept to himself. Cooped up in his place, indulging in his own hobbies or staring at the ceiling from his bed.
Something that hadn't come up before was since the reset, Kaztor had been going through it. Whether he liked it or not, he was displaying strong signs of being one of envy. Rooted strongly with the mind above all, he often found himself trapped in his own mind. But what made things different for him was him being an anomaly. He didn't want to impact such thoughts or make others feel similarly to him; he didn't want to harm others, mess with them, whatever it meant to be a demon. Because of this, his sin impacted him the most.
Though today, he felt like going to speak to someone. He didn't feel like doing something that required too much energy; didn't want his social battery to drain out completely that'd make him crawl back into bed; didn't want to be in the presence of naturally louder folks. Kaztor wanted calmness.
And ironically enough, Xinalith was his chosen companion for the day.
Xinalith might be cruel. They might torment him. They might mock him, call him stupid, whatever the demon does. But they are level-headed at times. Calm, patient, actually someone to have a good conversation with without feeling like you need to be over the top. If anything, Xinalith found that 'fucking annoying', to put it into their own words.
Pushing open the castle doors, he wandered around until he spotted Xinalith in the living room. Sitting on the luxurious couch with a classic book in their hands, hair pulled back in a loose bun whilst wearing thin glasses. They say it's for 'eye strain', but really they just found themselves attractive in them. Weirdo.
Kaztor slipped his hands into his pockets as he walked over, slumping onto the couch beside them as his ears twitched to them flipping over a page. Xinalith wouldn't say anything at first, their scarlets moving across the words inked in their book. In fact, it wouldn't be until five minutes later that a soft hum left them.
"And how can I help you today, darling?"
Peering over at them, the smaller demon stared at their side profile, still focused on reading. But if he looked long enough, he would notice that Xinalith's thumb was carefully following each line along the edge of their book. A very silent, very subtle way of them showing that they were listening to him and were open to putting it down should he need their full attention.
A shrug wouldn't be seen by them as his response.
"Just wanted some company."
"And you decided Kalaren wasn't who you wanted to spend time with?"
Kaztor shook his head; scarlets briefly flickered towards him from the corner of their eyes.
"Moon?"
Another shake.
"Not even Pax?"
"No."
Xinalith finally lifted their head from their book and faced him, lowering it as their thumb held its place of where they were at. Another long moment of silence, just the two demons looking at one another. Kaztor couldn't explain why, but every time the sin stared at him for a while, it was like they knew what he was feeling or thinking. Maybe it came with both of them being the same species. Maybe it came from their close connection to the heart of the infernal realm and other demons. Maybe it came from them just understanding what he was going through, for they went through something similar too. Kaztor didn't know the full details, only broken parts, but those segments were enough to piece together and understand that Xinalith's past wasn't desirable.
"You don't have to keep cooped up in your quarters, you know."
"I know."
That's all that would be said. Xinalith didn't feel the need to continue on with that. Just a small reminder that Kaztor had people around him. They weren't going to start prying into the reasons as to why he chose to regardless. They knew. It's unfortunately the price of not giving in entirely to who you are.
But Kaztor also knew that. And it was the path that he chose to wander.
Kaztor's crimsons watched as Xinalith eventually closed their book, making sure to slip their book mark into place before leaning forward and placing it down onto the coffee table. He then watched as they stood, adjusting their glasses before motioning with their head.
"Come with me."
A brow quirked in confusion, though his hands did come out of his pockets to push himself up from the couch.
"Where are we going?"
"Pax's studio. I'm sure he won't mind us borrowing it for a short while."
That did not help the building confusion, but he just shook his head and followed. Walking down the familiar corridors until they were heading down some flights of stairs, the demon pushing the door to the donari's workspace open and holding it for Kaztor.
Making their way to the couch down here, the demon snapped their fingers and made a guitar appear before them. Their own, judging from the aesthetic of it: black with red details, a random sticker of a flower on the lower body that had seen better days. Placing it on their lap, they gently ran their fingers over the strings, their ear twitching as the sound it created before they were tuning it.
Tilting his head, Kaztor decided to grab one of the chairs nearby and pull it over, making him sit in front of Xinalith as he stared at them.
"Don't tell me you're gonna start singing to me."
"Don't be ridiculous," Xinalith scoffed, strumming the strings a few more times until they started to play a gentle tune. Recognising it as something infernal, Kaztor couldn't help but quietly hum along, which he spotted made a small smile appear on the other demon's face. It was always nice to bond over their origins, no matter how the pair viewed it.
But eventually, they would come to a stop, the last chords fading into the space. Xinalith gently tapped the neck of the guitar before they carefully started to hand it over to Kaztor.
"You want to hold it just like I did. Rest it on your lap so it's easier, have your hand here and your arm holding it close to you."
Kaztor couldn't help but blink a couple of times at what he was listening to, though his hands moved on their own as he took it from them. Following their instructions, making sure to get used to how the instrument felt and where his hands would be going, before lifting his gaze back towards the sin.
"Like this?"
A small nod fell as they then stood up, moving behind Kaztor as they started to adjust his hand where the position markers were. Quiet words flooding his mind as they pointed out the basic four chords, getting him to strum so he could hear what they sounded like, so on and so forth. It took a little practice, as expected, but Kaztor was a quick learner. Similarly to them, actually. It didn't take him long to get the hang of it, a growing smile forming on the small demon's face whilst Xinalith stood back to observe.
It wasn't often that Xinalith taught someone something akin to a hobby. It was mostly magic related or affiliated with knowledge. But never something like this, where it wasn't important in the grand scheme of things but rather something aligning with another's interests. Kaztor made it clear that he found music easy to get lost into, something that he happened to pick up from Pax just from listening to his songs. Something that continued when Pax started to give him drumming lessons. Just someone sharing passions with another and having it become a part of them.
Xinalith was no musician. They were no way near qualified to be teaching another how to play an instrument, even if they know how to. Yet seeing Kaztor quickly smile again did lead them to believe that this was a good choice.
After a few moments, Xinalith hummed.
"Keep it."
That gave Kaztor pause, blinking several times at him as if they just grew two extra heads.
"What?"
"Keep the guitar."
"But… haven't you had this for a while?"
"Yes, I have. However, I'm far too busy nowadays to put it to good use. Plus, I live with a musician. I can always get myself a new one or borrow one of his. And judging from how you look, you seem to be enjoying it."
Parted lips wouldn't let any more words fall, a coy smile instead silencing him. Yeah, they were right. He was enjoying this. He wanted to learn how to play guitar as well, but just hadn't had the chance to ask Pax.
Which, speaking of…
"How would I-"
"I can keep teaching you. You just have to make sure you balance your studies with Moon and Pax, your training, your drumming lessons…"
Kaztor couldn't help but giggle, a sparkle lighting up his reds as he nodded.
"I can do that. I can do all of that."
Scarlets met with shining crimsons, a slight curve appearing on their own lips.
"Very well then. Then just drop by when you feel like it. As long as I'm around and free, I'll teach you."
Clearing their throat, Xinalith moved once more, retrieving one of Pax's own guitars from where he kept them before sitting back down onto the couch.
"Now then, we may as well play a little tune together since we're in a studio. You know, somewhere for making music."
Quiet laughter fell from the smaller demon, resting his arm on the top of the guitar so he could place his chin on it.
"Will Pax mind you using them?"
"What's his is mine, he always says. I'm sure it'll be fine."
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Tired eyes searched Kaztor for a moment. From the demon's perspective, that cold, pupil-less gaze probably came off a little creepy. In reality he was just taking in the words, gleaning what he could, and admiring Kaztor's attitude about the whole thing.
I'm glad it all worked out.
He gave him a smile. Those silver orbs looking a little less spooky with the warm expression.
In the next moment he'd burst out laughing. Of all the things in the big, wide universe Kaztor could have suggested, bowling is not what he would've guessed.
Sounds fun, let's do it. Where are we headed? Earth?
Earth was the only place he'd ever been bowling. Did other species bowl? Who knows!
Luckily for Oberon, it didn't come off as creepy. Kaztor was a demon, a lot of things didn't really creep him out, especially when it came to someone looking at him. Maybe in the past, it would've freaked him out.
But when you have the infernal ruler as your guardian, that fear goes away after a while. Nothing would be scarier than the way Xinalith looked at him. Or Moon. Fuck, even Pax if Pax was scolding him.
Actually... Pax just might be scarier than them both.
And I'm sure it'll work out for you, too. Best of luck on your third attempt.
He wasn't too sure why Oberon was laughing, but he did giggle along anyway.
Yeah, Earth works! Come on, I'll get us there.
Swirling his wrist to make a portal, he motioned for Oberon to walk on through before following in after, the pair landing themselves just outside a large bowling alley. A bouncer would be outside, but they wouldn't give either of them a second glance, meaning they could head straight on through.
The first area was a large arcade, a bunch of your generic arcade machines available. There were even a wide selection of claw machines, filled with either electronics, gift cards, or little plushies. You then had an area for playing pool, which some humans were already playing at with bottles of beer or cider nearby, as well as a few cocktails.
But what they came for would be at the back, rows of bowling lanes with RGB lights running throughout them. Popular music for Earth would be playing, and just nearby would be a bored, young man by a till.
How many games do you want to do? One, then we look around the arcade? Or do you want to do two?
Wow! Three times this week he'd been to Earth. Four if you count last week's Australia trip. And only one of those times was with Io. From depressed moth to social butterfly. You go, Obie!
His eyes scanned the arcade. So much to see and do! He'd never played pool before but he'd seen Io hustle a few guys at it. It looked fun.
Over at the lanes the sounds of pins dropping echoed all around, while the smell of old bowling shoes caused his nose to crinkle a bit.
Let's do one and then hit the arcade. Gotta see what kind of gamer you really are.
Giggling, he nodded his head and made his way over to the guy at the till point, who looked over at the pair with boredom in his eyes.
"Hey. What can I help you with?"
Hi! A round of bowling for two people, please.
"'kay. Names? Want barriers up?"
Kaztor and Oberon. And no thanks!
The guy just stared at them with a weird look. What... weird fucking names, but whatever. He didn't get paid enough for this. Tapping away at the screen, he sighed.
"That'll be £15."
Whilst Oberon did say it was his treat... Kaztor ended up paying for it anyway, tapping his phone on the card machine as it went through.
"Cool. Lane 2's open for you. If you want food or drink, you can order with the QR code, someone will come over... blah blah."
Poor guy. Still, with a smile and a nod, off they went!
The poor man. Not nearly enough pay to be concerned with the oddly named freaks.
Oberon gave Kaztor a look that said "I was supposed to get that" and resolved to make up for it later on. Between Kalaren and Kaztor he'd been treated far too much for his comfort.
In the lane, he slipped into his shoes- hideous, but in a funky retro way. And scanned the QR code for some pretzel bites and spicy mustard.
What do you want?
He showed Kaz the options while sizing up the bowling balls. Of course he'd pick a fiery orange one. Don't read into it.
As for Kaztor, he wasn't going to wear the shoes. Oh, fuck that. Other people's feet had been in them. So, he stuck to wearing his converse. It's not like the staff here cared anyway.
Looking over at the menu, he hummed before letting out an 'ooh'.
I'll go for some nachos. Oh, and a fanta! Just orange flavour.
Of course. A fanta.
Kaz just opted for a purple ball. No reason at all, unlike Oberon's gayass. Grinning at the mothman, he took his first turn and managed to hit 9 pins down! Good shot for his first go!
Onto his second turn for the first round, he went for it annnndd.... damn, gutter. Welp. At least he got 9 so far!
Slipping his hands into his pockets, he made his way back to Oberon before gesturing to it.
And the floor is yours.
He giggled, before giving him some space so Oberon can take his turn.
Now, Kaztor was good sport at least. Maybe with Kalaren, he'll be a little competitive, but this was his and Oberon's first time properly out together. So, he kept it light-hearted, giving a quick clap to applaud his go.
Quickly popping some of the nacho's in his mouth, making sure to get the crisp with the jalapeno on it, he hopped up and made his way over.
What's a manatee?
He'd ask as he took his go. Three pins down. Bleugh. He'll get the others-
Three again. Okay, well. 6 out of 10 isn't too bad, right? That's over half of them at least!
Is it a man in a tshirt? Why would we go and see that? We could just step outside and people watch.
He wasn't caught off guard by Kaztor not knowing what a manatee was. He himself had barely known. But he learned some fun facts about them from Kalaren at the aquarium!
Before he could answer, the pins were falling.
Okay good. At least Kaztor wasn't some secret pro bowler or something. He could work with this. Still, he gave him a nod and a "nice", standing up to take his turn.
But as Kaztor continued, he nearly fell back into the seat almost losing it entirely as he snorted in an effort not to burst out laughing.
You know, I can't even judge you for thinking that. From what I know of Kalaren that's something he might honestly suggest.
Chuckling to himself, he picked up the ball and let it go. Four.
It's a sea animal. Apparently they're "friend-shaped"? Whatever that means. And humans used to think they were mermaids.
Okay, go for the spare...hells yeah!
He says they're cute and you can swim with them I think.
Raising a brow at the laughing - because seriously, what was he laughing at? - he tilted his head at Oberon as he explained. He...
...
He had a point.
But then Oberon described vaguely about the manatees, a long 'ohhh' falling as his crimsons watched the pins get knocked down on his turn.
Oh, I see. That... that sounds creepy and not cute at all, actually. Especially if humans thought they were half fish, half human creatures?
But sure! I'll go see them with you guys! But I am not swimming, fuck that.
A little clap would be offered for Oberon's turn, the demon now grabbing a ball to take his turn. Five for the first turn, then four for the next. Damn that last stupid pin in the stupid corner.
I hate swimming. Can't really do it. Moon said I need to start learning at some point, because in her words, 'she cannot have another demon not know how to swim', but the water is shit scary!
So, you two can do the swimming. I'll watch from afar. On land. Where I'm safe.
Laughter continued softly as Kaztor spoke of how creepy it sounded. Oberon hadn't thought of it like that but now that he was thinking of the half-human, half-fish creatures it did sound pretty messed up. Then again, who was he to judge? He was basically half moth afterall. All he knew is that Kalaren said they were friend shaped and everything he and Kal had seen together so far had been really cute.
I don't know.
He shrugged, landing a gutterball on his first round. Dammit.
Kalaren said they were huggable. I was...inclined to believe him. Maybe that's wishful thinking.
Second go andddd strike! Wait. Spare? That's a spare then right? I don't sports.
I used to hate swimming but since Xinalith taught me how to ditch the wings it's so much better.
In fact, he was employing that newfound skill right now. Most humans didn't take well to seeing giant moth wings sticking out of someone's back. At best they would think he was playing fairy princess...and he was fruity enough as it was.
One thing you should know about Kal is that to him, a lot of things are huggable. Which is endearing, sure. But he'd probably find himself cuddling a grizzly bear or something when it's hungry.
Was that the best example? Probably not. Bears do look cuddly, so... Kalaren wasn't wrong about that.
Good for Oberon! That was a spare!
Hearing that Xinalith taught Oberon something, Kaztor couldn't help but tilt his head.
Huh? Xinalith taught you? As in, tall, scary, infernal ruler Xinalith? That Xinalith? Taught something?
There was only one Xinalith around, Kaztor.
Picking up the bowling ball for his next go, he went... annndd gutter. Okay, wow.
Did they call you any names? They always call me names.
There's probably some demons who like water. I just don't, and neither does Xinalith. Oh, and neither does this one demon I know called Kl'yth. She's Xinalith's best friend; I don't think she likes water much.
Oberon sucked in his lips- his mouth forming a small, straight line. Gods, he was laughing more today than he had all year. He tried to hold it together as he remembered Kalaren SPECIFICALLY SAYING he would, in fact, consider a bear to be "friend shaped" and huggable.
You two really are best friends, huh?
He snickered.
He actually said exactly that so...
Note to Oberon, don't take Kalaren camping.
Oh. Yeah.
He said, casually, on the subject of Xinalith.
We went to a lawless realm and jumped off a cliff. Then I asked if they'd show me how they make their wings disappear.
I asked a few more things too. Pissed them off a little, I think... But they seemed okay by the end and Io got a goose out of it so...
Wait. Kaztor had never met Io.
The guy I live with.
He clarified. How personal.
Oof. Next time.
He gave the demon a bit of consolement over the gutterball.
I don't think they called me any names? Though they did say one of my questions was sad and pathetic which....fair.
Isn't Xinalth like...your mentor?
Technically Kaztor had said *Pax* was his mentor. Details. He gave the demon a sorry shake of the head over the second gutterball and proceeded to only knock down four of his own across both turns.
On the one hand, he found it hard to picture Xinalith with a best friend. And yet, he'd enjoyed his time with the Ruler- even if the feeling was far from mutual.
Guess everybody's got to have somebody to call friend.
I would hope so. I'd like to think he knows a lot about me and I know just as much about him.
As they watched Oberon take his turn again, they also listened to him talk about what happened with him and Xinalith. Lifting a brow at it all, Kaztor couldn't help but blink a few times before humming.
A goose was involved? Hells. Were they drunk?
Blink. Blink.
I mean, nothing against you, of course! It's just Xinalith never goes out with people. And they certainly don't go near geese. They have these really weird vendetta against geese. I don't understand why.
This is the man who has a weird vendetta against horses, by the way. Huh. Like guardian, like... adopted-demon-not-really-it's-complicated.
Oh? You live with someone? What's Io like? I don't think I've met an Io before.
Yeah, they are. They taught me a bunch about demon stuff, taught me a little bit on magic but then they got really busy so it was only Pax for a while. But now I'm going to the Uni, so it'll be much better for me there rather than having one-on-one sessions with Pax.
Back to Kaztor! Two pins and then a spare! Good on you, Kaztor!
Oberon popped another spicy pretzel in his mouth, entering numbers into the score chart as Kaztor took his turn.
I think they just missed Pax. They seemed bored. Like...really bored.
They did technically shove me into the swarm of angry geese, if that clears anything up for you. But I like animals so I didn't really mind.
Oberon slumped back in his seat rather dramatically, arms falling to his sides when asked what Io was like. Silver eyes stared at the ceiling.
Infuriating. Talkative. Worms his way into everything and makes all of your business his.
You'd know if you had met him. Believe me...
Denial. It ain't just a river...
Another little clap for Kaztor's spare. Then it was his turn. Nine and....nothing. So close!
Taught you about demon stuff? But aren't you...a demon?
The details on Kaztor's existence were unclear to him. The first time they'd met they'd mostly spoken about rock bands and how he was learning the drums. Speaking of...
Wait. Is Xinalith the one who taught you to play drums???
No, Oberon. Keep up. You'll have to excuse him. He's still piecing together the information. Though the image of Xinalith shredding on a drum set had his brain breaking a little bit.
Oh. Yeah, that checks out, actually. They're always together, really co-dependent. They even keep in contact when either one of them goes off for work related stuff, but with sticky notes. So, being away from each other for a week? Xinalith definitely got bored.
That also checks out! They push me into portals a lot. Fine if I end up somewhere cool, not so fine if I end up in front of say... a pack of wolves.
Making his way over to get some nachos, he leaned against the little table before tilting his head at Oberon's description of Io. Lucky Kaztor, he has no idea what their dynamic was.
Do you not like him or something? Because you sound pretty frustrated.
Oh, Kaztor.
Yeah, but I'm not exactly textbook. I spent a lot of my time just hiding from other demons because they scared me, so I didn't really get the full learning experience from just.. uh, being.
Blinking a couple of times, Kaztor couldn't help but burst out into laughter, shaking his head quickly.
Hells no! I don't think Xinalith knows what to do if given a drum set! No, Pax taught me. The only instruments I know Xinalith can play is the guitar, they learned some violin and I think they can play the piano? I don't know, it sounds like they should know how to play the piano. Like, they have that vibe. You know what I mean, right?
Well that was fucking adorable. Not that Oberon would admit it. But it was very clear the demon had missed their partner while Pax was away. He huffed out a little laugh. It was nice they'd found each other.
Wolves??
He stopped in his tracks on his way back to the lane.
Has that...happened??
Poor Kaztor. It had to be hard being Xinalith's mentee.
Oberon was just letting go of the ball when the word landed: frustrated. Yeah, Kaztor. You could say that. His hand faltered and he knocked down a whopping singular pin.
No, he's...
A long silence while the ball returned. Oberon picked it up and stared at it before admitting quietly,
...my best friend.
Aaaaand gutterball. Good work.
I can't say I blame you for hiding. I'd probably do the same. The Infernal Realm's a wild place and the residents are...well you know.
Terrifying. Straight up terrifying.
He'd lost track of what round they were on, but as it stood Kaztor was winning. Though neither would be going pro anytime soon.
Yeah they definitely give piano vibes. I'm surprised they don't have one. Is that how the bee learned to play guitar?
I shit you not that bee showed up at our house the other day and pulled a guitar out of I don't even know where.
When Oberon quietly spoke about Io, all the demon could do was just look at him. Crimsons watching him quietly, picking up on how long it took for him to get that out. Comparing him to himself and Kalaren, the pair were rather quick about it. Just outright 'yeah, he's my best bud'. Though, the hesitation wasn't lost on Kaztor.
But alas, it also wasn't his place to comment. Instead, he smiled before letting out a quiet giggle.
That's good to hear. We all gotta have that one person, right?
The pair would continue playing bowling until alas, the game came to an end. It was a close call, but Kaztor would remain victorious. Good for you, Kaztor!
So, walking towards the arcade area, sipping on a refill of fanta he had quickly bought.
Bee? Oh, uh... what's his name again... Wuzz? Kind of? I know Wuzz is being mind controlled by them, so I wouldn't be surprised if that's how Wuzz knows how to play guitar.
But also that bee is really bizarre. He sometimes gets into my house and just stands on my couch. He once got on the ceiling and I had to get Xinalith to get him down.
Oberon was feeling pretty lucky that geese were all he had been pushed into.
Yikes...
Note to Obie: if Xinalith makes a portal, stay clear.
He was glad Kaztor didn't pry when it came to Io, but he was still convinced if ever they met Io would surely annoy the shit out of him. He just nodded and agreed.
As for the bee, he just had to laugh.
The ceiling?? He showed up on our banister and got stuck around the second floor.
Strange bug.
Was that a slur? What right did he have calling Wuzz a bug, anyway?
Silver eyes gleamed with competitive spirit as they looked out over the arcade.
Alright, "Mr. Gamer". What's your favorite? I've gotta redeem myself since you kicked my butt at bowling.
He did? How did he even get to where you live? Actually, I don't even know how he gets himself to Moon's realm! Does he make a portal or does her realm just... you know, make the door thing for him?
Blinking a couple of times, he placed a hand over his mouth to stop the gasp.
Do you think he's in need of help?
Well what the fuck do you think, Kaztor?! He was KIDNAPPED from his home and is now FORCED to entertain Xinalith! Push your skewed vision of Xinalith to the side for one moment and remember that that demon is a menace!
A giggle left Kaztor at Oberon's sudden competitiveness, a grinning smirk on his face. Oh boy.
Humming as he looked around, he spotted one of those shooting arcade games. This one was themed around zombies; you know, where you have to try and get as far as you can without dying?
Alright, how about that one over there? I'm not great at them, but we can give it a go?
Oh wow, did he just speak at full volume? That almost never happens.
The worst part is I can feel whenever someone enters. Long story. So I was just sitting there minding my business and poof! Giant bee under my skin.
Io portaled him back. I have no idea if he knows how to make one.
There was a long silence as Oberon stared at Kaztor- deadpan.
I think he's in need a lot of things.
Oberon did kind of feel bad for the bee butler. Though he enjoyed their jam session.
It was hard to tell if Kaztor really "wasn't great" at this type of game or if he was hustling Oberon being modest. Either way. It was ON.
Oberon squared up, holding the rifle to his shoulder. Silver eyes locked in- narrowed. He was better with a knife than a gun but he knew his way around a scope and trigger.
Eugh, that sounds awful. I would rather die than have bees under my skin.
Bit dramatic.
Kaztor could only nod along in agreement. Wuzz was surely something. In need of something, for definite. And not just flowers to shake his ass on.
So, why do you feel it when people enter your home? Is it a safety precaution? You must live somewhere pretty important for that extent of defence. Defence? Protection? Security? I don't know, one of those words.
Now, Kaztor's experience with weapons? Not guns. Just... not guns. Even the way he was holding the gimmicky rifle both looked and felt awkward, crimsons flickering over to Oberon to see just how you're meant to hold it.
Once the coins were put into the machine, the game started up. And... yeah, Kaztor wasn't great. Bad, actually. At some point, he even got confused with who was who, which quickly got him killed.
Good job.
And to top it off? He didn't even realise he was out of the game. It's all on you, Oberon!
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Tired eyes searched Kaztor for a moment. From the demon's perspective, that cold, pupil-less gaze probably came off a little creepy. In reality he was just taking in the words, gleaning what he could, and admiring Kaztor's attitude about the whole thing.
I'm glad it all worked out.
He gave him a smile. Those silver orbs looking a little less spooky with the warm expression.
In the next moment he'd burst out laughing. Of all the things in the big, wide universe Kaztor could have suggested, bowling is not what he would've guessed.
Sounds fun, let's do it. Where are we headed? Earth?
Earth was the only place he'd ever been bowling. Did other species bowl? Who knows!
Luckily for Oberon, it didn't come off as creepy. Kaztor was a demon, a lot of things didn't really creep him out, especially when it came to someone looking at him. Maybe in the past, it would've freaked him out.
But when you have the infernal ruler as your guardian, that fear goes away after a while. Nothing would be scarier than the way Xinalith looked at him. Or Moon. Fuck, even Pax if Pax was scolding him.
Actually... Pax just might be scarier than them both.
And I'm sure it'll work out for you, too. Best of luck on your third attempt.
He wasn't too sure why Oberon was laughing, but he did giggle along anyway.
Yeah, Earth works! Come on, I'll get us there.
Swirling his wrist to make a portal, he motioned for Oberon to walk on through before following in after, the pair landing themselves just outside a large bowling alley. A bouncer would be outside, but they wouldn't give either of them a second glance, meaning they could head straight on through.
The first area was a large arcade, a bunch of your generic arcade machines available. There were even a wide selection of claw machines, filled with either electronics, gift cards, or little plushies. You then had an area for playing pool, which some humans were already playing at with bottles of beer or cider nearby, as well as a few cocktails.
But what they came for would be at the back, rows of bowling lanes with RGB lights running throughout them. Popular music for Earth would be playing, and just nearby would be a bored, young man by a till.
How many games do you want to do? One, then we look around the arcade? Or do you want to do two?
Wow! Three times this week he'd been to Earth. Four if you count last week's Australia trip. And only one of those times was with Io. From depressed moth to social butterfly. You go, Obie!
His eyes scanned the arcade. So much to see and do! He'd never played pool before but he'd seen Io hustle a few guys at it. It looked fun.
Over at the lanes the sounds of pins dropping echoed all around, while the smell of old bowling shoes caused his nose to crinkle a bit.
Let's do one and then hit the arcade. Gotta see what kind of gamer you really are.
Giggling, he nodded his head and made his way over to the guy at the till point, who looked over at the pair with boredom in his eyes.
"Hey. What can I help you with?"
Hi! A round of bowling for two people, please.
"'kay. Names? Want barriers up?"
Kaztor and Oberon. And no thanks!
The guy just stared at them with a weird look. What... weird fucking names, but whatever. He didn't get paid enough for this. Tapping away at the screen, he sighed.
"That'll be £15."
Whilst Oberon did say it was his treat... Kaztor ended up paying for it anyway, tapping his phone on the card machine as it went through.
"Cool. Lane 2's open for you. If you want food or drink, you can order with the QR code, someone will come over... blah blah."
Poor guy. Still, with a smile and a nod, off they went!
The poor man. Not nearly enough pay to be concerned with the oddly named freaks.
Oberon gave Kaztor a look that said "I was supposed to get that" and resolved to make up for it later on. Between Kalaren and Kaztor he'd been treated far too much for his comfort.
In the lane, he slipped into his shoes- hideous, but in a funky retro way. And scanned the QR code for some pretzel bites and spicy mustard.
What do you want?
He showed Kaz the options while sizing up the bowling balls. Of course he'd pick a fiery orange one. Don't read into it.
As for Kaztor, he wasn't going to wear the shoes. Oh, fuck that. Other people's feet had been in them. So, he stuck to wearing his converse. It's not like the staff here cared anyway.
Looking over at the menu, he hummed before letting out an 'ooh'.
I'll go for some nachos. Oh, and a fanta! Just orange flavour.
Of course. A fanta.
Kaz just opted for a purple ball. No reason at all, unlike Oberon's gayass. Grinning at the mothman, he took his first turn and managed to hit 9 pins down! Good shot for his first go!
Onto his second turn for the first round, he went for it annnndd.... damn, gutter. Welp. At least he got 9 so far!
Slipping his hands into his pockets, he made his way back to Oberon before gesturing to it.
And the floor is yours.
He giggled, before giving him some space so Oberon can take his turn.
Now, Kaztor was good sport at least. Maybe with Kalaren, he'll be a little competitive, but this was his and Oberon's first time properly out together. So, he kept it light-hearted, giving a quick clap to applaud his go.
Quickly popping some of the nacho's in his mouth, making sure to get the crisp with the jalapeno on it, he hopped up and made his way over.
What's a manatee?
He'd ask as he took his go. Three pins down. Bleugh. He'll get the others-
Three again. Okay, well. 6 out of 10 isn't too bad, right? That's over half of them at least!
Is it a man in a tshirt? Why would we go and see that? We could just step outside and people watch.
He wasn't caught off guard by Kaztor not knowing what a manatee was. He himself had barely known. But he learned some fun facts about them from Kalaren at the aquarium!
Before he could answer, the pins were falling.
Okay good. At least Kaztor wasn't some secret pro bowler or something. He could work with this. Still, he gave him a nod and a "nice", standing up to take his turn.
But as Kaztor continued, he nearly fell back into the seat almost losing it entirely as he snorted in an effort not to burst out laughing.
You know, I can't even judge you for thinking that. From what I know of Kalaren that's something he might honestly suggest.
Chuckling to himself, he picked up the ball and let it go. Four.
It's a sea animal. Apparently they're "friend-shaped"? Whatever that means. And humans used to think they were mermaids.
Okay, go for the spare...hells yeah!
He says they're cute and you can swim with them I think.
Raising a brow at the laughing - because seriously, what was he laughing at? - he tilted his head at Oberon as he explained. He...
...
He had a point.
But then Oberon described vaguely about the manatees, a long 'ohhh' falling as his crimsons watched the pins get knocked down on his turn.
Oh, I see. That... that sounds creepy and not cute at all, actually. Especially if humans thought they were half fish, half human creatures?
But sure! I'll go see them with you guys! But I am not swimming, fuck that.
A little clap would be offered for Oberon's turn, the demon now grabbing a ball to take his turn. Five for the first turn, then four for the next. Damn that last stupid pin in the stupid corner.
I hate swimming. Can't really do it. Moon said I need to start learning at some point, because in her words, 'she cannot have another demon not know how to swim', but the water is shit scary!
So, you two can do the swimming. I'll watch from afar. On land. Where I'm safe.
Laughter continued softly as Kaztor spoke of how creepy it sounded. Oberon hadn't thought of it like that but now that he was thinking of the half-human, half-fish creatures it did sound pretty messed up. Then again, who was he to judge? He was basically half moth afterall. All he knew is that Kalaren said they were friend shaped and everything he and Kal had seen together so far had been really cute.
I don't know.
He shrugged, landing a gutterball on his first round. Dammit.
Kalaren said they were huggable. I was...inclined to believe him. Maybe that's wishful thinking.
Second go andddd strike! Wait. Spare? That's a spare then right? I don't sports.
I used to hate swimming but since Xinalith taught me how to ditch the wings it's so much better.
In fact, he was employing that newfound skill right now. Most humans didn't take well to seeing giant moth wings sticking out of someone's back. At best they would think he was playing fairy princess...and he was fruity enough as it was.
One thing you should know about Kal is that to him, a lot of things are huggable. Which is endearing, sure. But he'd probably find himself cuddling a grizzly bear or something when it's hungry.
Was that the best example? Probably not. Bears do look cuddly, so... Kalaren wasn't wrong about that.
Good for Oberon! That was a spare!
Hearing that Xinalith taught Oberon something, Kaztor couldn't help but tilt his head.
Huh? Xinalith taught you? As in, tall, scary, infernal ruler Xinalith? That Xinalith? Taught something?
There was only one Xinalith around, Kaztor.
Picking up the bowling ball for his next go, he went... annndd gutter. Okay, wow.
Did they call you any names? They always call me names.
There's probably some demons who like water. I just don't, and neither does Xinalith. Oh, and neither does this one demon I know called Kl'yth. She's Xinalith's best friend; I don't think she likes water much.
Oberon sucked in his lips- his mouth forming a small, straight line. Gods, he was laughing more today than he had all year. He tried to hold it together as he remembered Kalaren SPECIFICALLY SAYING he would, in fact, consider a bear to be "friend shaped" and huggable.
You two really are best friends, huh?
He snickered.
He actually said exactly that so...
Note to Oberon, don't take Kalaren camping.
Oh. Yeah.
He said, casually, on the subject of Xinalith.
We went to a lawless realm and jumped off a cliff. Then I asked if they'd show me how they make their wings disappear.
I asked a few more things too. Pissed them off a little, I think... But they seemed okay by the end and Io got a goose out of it so...
Wait. Kaztor had never met Io.
The guy I live with.
He clarified. How personal.
Oof. Next time.
He gave the demon a bit of consolement over the gutterball.
I don't think they called me any names? Though they did say one of my questions was sad and pathetic which....fair.
Isn't Xinalth like...your mentor?
Technically Kaztor had said *Pax* was his mentor. Details. He gave the demon a sorry shake of the head over the second gutterball and proceeded to only knock down four of his own across both turns.
On the one hand, he found it hard to picture Xinalith with a best friend. And yet, he'd enjoyed his time with the Ruler- even if the feeling was far from mutual.
Guess everybody's got to have somebody to call friend.
I would hope so. I'd like to think he knows a lot about me and I know just as much about him.
As they watched Oberon take his turn again, they also listened to him talk about what happened with him and Xinalith. Lifting a brow at it all, Kaztor couldn't help but blink a few times before humming.
A goose was involved? Hells. Were they drunk?
Blink. Blink.
I mean, nothing against you, of course! It's just Xinalith never goes out with people. And they certainly don't go near geese. They have these really weird vendetta against geese. I don't understand why.
This is the man who has a weird vendetta against horses, by the way. Huh. Like guardian, like... adopted-demon-not-really-it's-complicated.
Oh? You live with someone? What's Io like? I don't think I've met an Io before.
Yeah, they are. They taught me a bunch about demon stuff, taught me a little bit on magic but then they got really busy so it was only Pax for a while. But now I'm going to the Uni, so it'll be much better for me there rather than having one-on-one sessions with Pax.
Back to Kaztor! Two pins and then a spare! Good on you, Kaztor!
Oberon popped another spicy pretzel in his mouth, entering numbers into the score chart as Kaztor took his turn.
I think they just missed Pax. They seemed bored. Like...really bored.
They did technically shove me into the swarm of angry geese, if that clears anything up for you. But I like animals so I didn't really mind.
Oberon slumped back in his seat rather dramatically, arms falling to his sides when asked what Io was like. Silver eyes stared at the ceiling.
Infuriating. Talkative. Worms his way into everything and makes all of your business his.
You'd know if you had met him. Believe me...
Denial. It ain't just a river...
Another little clap for Kaztor's spare. Then it was his turn. Nine and....nothing. So close!
Taught you about demon stuff? But aren't you...a demon?
The details on Kaztor's existence were unclear to him. The first time they'd met they'd mostly spoken about rock bands and how he was learning the drums. Speaking of...
Wait. Is Xinalith the one who taught you to play drums???
No, Oberon. Keep up. You'll have to excuse him. He's still piecing together the information. Though the image of Xinalith shredding on a drum set had his brain breaking a little bit.
Oh. Yeah, that checks out, actually. They're always together, really co-dependent. They even keep in contact when either one of them goes off for work related stuff, but with sticky notes. So, being away from each other for a week? Xinalith definitely got bored.
That also checks out! They push me into portals a lot. Fine if I end up somewhere cool, not so fine if I end up in front of say... a pack of wolves.
Making his way over to get some nachos, he leaned against the little table before tilting his head at Oberon's description of Io. Lucky Kaztor, he has no idea what their dynamic was.
Do you not like him or something? Because you sound pretty frustrated.
Oh, Kaztor.
Yeah, but I'm not exactly textbook. I spent a lot of my time just hiding from other demons because they scared me, so I didn't really get the full learning experience from just.. uh, being.
Blinking a couple of times, Kaztor couldn't help but burst out into laughter, shaking his head quickly.
Hells no! I don't think Xinalith knows what to do if given a drum set! No, Pax taught me. The only instruments I know Xinalith can play is the guitar, they learned some violin and I think they can play the piano? I don't know, it sounds like they should know how to play the piano. Like, they have that vibe. You know what I mean, right?
Well that was fucking adorable. Not that Oberon would admit it. But it was very clear the demon had missed their partner while Pax was away. He huffed out a little laugh. It was nice they'd found each other.
Wolves??
He stopped in his tracks on his way back to the lane.
Has that...happened??
Poor Kaztor. It had to be hard being Xinalith's mentee.
Oberon was just letting go of the ball when the word landed: frustrated. Yeah, Kaztor. You could say that. His hand faltered and he knocked down a whopping singular pin.
No, he's...
A long silence while the ball returned. Oberon picked it up and stared at it before admitting quietly,
...my best friend.
Aaaaand gutterball. Good work.
I can't say I blame you for hiding. I'd probably do the same. The Infernal Realm's a wild place and the residents are...well you know.
Terrifying. Straight up terrifying.
He'd lost track of what round they were on, but as it stood Kaztor was winning. Though neither would be going pro anytime soon.
Yeah they definitely give piano vibes. I'm surprised they don't have one. Is that how the bee learned to play guitar?
I shit you not that bee showed up at our house the other day and pulled a guitar out of I don't even know where.
When Oberon quietly spoke about Io, all the demon could do was just look at him. Crimsons watching him quietly, picking up on how long it took for him to get that out. Comparing him to himself and Kalaren, the pair were rather quick about it. Just outright 'yeah, he's my best bud'. Though, the hesitation wasn't lost on Kaztor.
But alas, it also wasn't his place to comment. Instead, he smiled before letting out a quiet giggle.
That's good to hear. We all gotta have that one person, right?
The pair would continue playing bowling until alas, the game came to an end. It was a close call, but Kaztor would remain victorious. Good for you, Kaztor!
So, walking towards the arcade area, sipping on a refill of fanta he had quickly bought.
Bee? Oh, uh... what's his name again... Wuzz? Kind of? I know Wuzz is being mind controlled by them, so I wouldn't be surprised if that's how Wuzz knows how to play guitar.
But also that bee is really bizarre. He sometimes gets into my house and just stands on my couch. He once got on the ceiling and I had to get Xinalith to get him down.
Oberon was feeling pretty lucky that geese were all he had been pushed into.
Yikes...
Note to Obie: if Xinalith makes a portal, stay clear.
He was glad Kaztor didn't pry when it came to Io, but he was still convinced if ever they met Io would surely annoy the shit out of him. He just nodded and agreed.
As for the bee, he just had to laugh.
The ceiling?? He showed up on our banister and got stuck around the second floor.
Strange bug.
Was that a slur? What right did he have calling Wuzz a bug, anyway?
Silver eyes gleamed with competitive spirit as they looked out over the arcade.
Alright, "Mr. Gamer". What's your favorite? I've gotta redeem myself since you kicked my butt at bowling.
He did? How did he even get to where you live? Actually, I don't even know how he gets himself to Moon's realm! Does he make a portal or does her realm just... you know, make the door thing for him?
Blinking a couple of times, he placed a hand over his mouth to stop the gasp.
Do you think he's in need of help?
Well what the fuck do you think, Kaztor?! He was KIDNAPPED from his home and is now FORCED to entertain Xinalith! Push your skewed vision of Xinalith to the side for one moment and remember that that demon is a menace!
A giggle left Kaztor at Oberon's sudden competitiveness, a grinning smirk on his face. Oh boy.
Humming as he looked around, he spotted one of those shooting arcade games. This one was themed around zombies; you know, where you have to try and get as far as you can without dying?
Alright, how about that one over there? I'm not great at them, but we can give it a go?
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Tired eyes searched Kaztor for a moment. From the demon's perspective, that cold, pupil-less gaze probably came off a little creepy. In reality he was just taking in the words, gleaning what he could, and admiring Kaztor's attitude about the whole thing.
I'm glad it all worked out.
He gave him a smile. Those silver orbs looking a little less spooky with the warm expression.
In the next moment he'd burst out laughing. Of all the things in the big, wide universe Kaztor could have suggested, bowling is not what he would've guessed.
Sounds fun, let's do it. Where are we headed? Earth?
Earth was the only place he'd ever been bowling. Did other species bowl? Who knows!
Luckily for Oberon, it didn't come off as creepy. Kaztor was a demon, a lot of things didn't really creep him out, especially when it came to someone looking at him. Maybe in the past, it would've freaked him out.
But when you have the infernal ruler as your guardian, that fear goes away after a while. Nothing would be scarier than the way Xinalith looked at him. Or Moon. Fuck, even Pax if Pax was scolding him.
Actually... Pax just might be scarier than them both.
And I'm sure it'll work out for you, too. Best of luck on your third attempt.
He wasn't too sure why Oberon was laughing, but he did giggle along anyway.
Yeah, Earth works! Come on, I'll get us there.
Swirling his wrist to make a portal, he motioned for Oberon to walk on through before following in after, the pair landing themselves just outside a large bowling alley. A bouncer would be outside, but they wouldn't give either of them a second glance, meaning they could head straight on through.
The first area was a large arcade, a bunch of your generic arcade machines available. There were even a wide selection of claw machines, filled with either electronics, gift cards, or little plushies. You then had an area for playing pool, which some humans were already playing at with bottles of beer or cider nearby, as well as a few cocktails.
But what they came for would be at the back, rows of bowling lanes with RGB lights running throughout them. Popular music for Earth would be playing, and just nearby would be a bored, young man by a till.
How many games do you want to do? One, then we look around the arcade? Or do you want to do two?
Wow! Three times this week he'd been to Earth. Four if you count last week's Australia trip. And only one of those times was with Io. From depressed moth to social butterfly. You go, Obie!
His eyes scanned the arcade. So much to see and do! He'd never played pool before but he'd seen Io hustle a few guys at it. It looked fun.
Over at the lanes the sounds of pins dropping echoed all around, while the smell of old bowling shoes caused his nose to crinkle a bit.
Let's do one and then hit the arcade. Gotta see what kind of gamer you really are.
Giggling, he nodded his head and made his way over to the guy at the till point, who looked over at the pair with boredom in his eyes.
"Hey. What can I help you with?"
Hi! A round of bowling for two people, please.
"'kay. Names? Want barriers up?"
Kaztor and Oberon. And no thanks!
The guy just stared at them with a weird look. What... weird fucking names, but whatever. He didn't get paid enough for this. Tapping away at the screen, he sighed.
"That'll be £15."
Whilst Oberon did say it was his treat... Kaztor ended up paying for it anyway, tapping his phone on the card machine as it went through.
"Cool. Lane 2's open for you. If you want food or drink, you can order with the QR code, someone will come over... blah blah."
Poor guy. Still, with a smile and a nod, off they went!
The poor man. Not nearly enough pay to be concerned with the oddly named freaks.
Oberon gave Kaztor a look that said "I was supposed to get that" and resolved to make up for it later on. Between Kalaren and Kaztor he'd been treated far too much for his comfort.
In the lane, he slipped into his shoes- hideous, but in a funky retro way. And scanned the QR code for some pretzel bites and spicy mustard.
What do you want?
He showed Kaz the options while sizing up the bowling balls. Of course he'd pick a fiery orange one. Don't read into it.
As for Kaztor, he wasn't going to wear the shoes. Oh, fuck that. Other people's feet had been in them. So, he stuck to wearing his converse. It's not like the staff here cared anyway.
Looking over at the menu, he hummed before letting out an 'ooh'.
I'll go for some nachos. Oh, and a fanta! Just orange flavour.
Of course. A fanta.
Kaz just opted for a purple ball. No reason at all, unlike Oberon's gayass. Grinning at the mothman, he took his first turn and managed to hit 9 pins down! Good shot for his first go!
Onto his second turn for the first round, he went for it annnndd.... damn, gutter. Welp. At least he got 9 so far!
Slipping his hands into his pockets, he made his way back to Oberon before gesturing to it.
And the floor is yours.
He giggled, before giving him some space so Oberon can take his turn.
Now, Kaztor was good sport at least. Maybe with Kalaren, he'll be a little competitive, but this was his and Oberon's first time properly out together. So, he kept it light-hearted, giving a quick clap to applaud his go.
Quickly popping some of the nacho's in his mouth, making sure to get the crisp with the jalapeno on it, he hopped up and made his way over.
What's a manatee?
He'd ask as he took his go. Three pins down. Bleugh. He'll get the others-
Three again. Okay, well. 6 out of 10 isn't too bad, right? That's over half of them at least!
Is it a man in a tshirt? Why would we go and see that? We could just step outside and people watch.
He wasn't caught off guard by Kaztor not knowing what a manatee was. He himself had barely known. But he learned some fun facts about them from Kalaren at the aquarium!
Before he could answer, the pins were falling.
Okay good. At least Kaztor wasn't some secret pro bowler or something. He could work with this. Still, he gave him a nod and a "nice", standing up to take his turn.
But as Kaztor continued, he nearly fell back into the seat almost losing it entirely as he snorted in an effort not to burst out laughing.
You know, I can't even judge you for thinking that. From what I know of Kalaren that's something he might honestly suggest.
Chuckling to himself, he picked up the ball and let it go. Four.
It's a sea animal. Apparently they're "friend-shaped"? Whatever that means. And humans used to think they were mermaids.
Okay, go for the spare...hells yeah!
He says they're cute and you can swim with them I think.
Raising a brow at the laughing - because seriously, what was he laughing at? - he tilted his head at Oberon as he explained. He...
...
He had a point.
But then Oberon described vaguely about the manatees, a long 'ohhh' falling as his crimsons watched the pins get knocked down on his turn.
Oh, I see. That... that sounds creepy and not cute at all, actually. Especially if humans thought they were half fish, half human creatures?
But sure! I'll go see them with you guys! But I am not swimming, fuck that.
A little clap would be offered for Oberon's turn, the demon now grabbing a ball to take his turn. Five for the first turn, then four for the next. Damn that last stupid pin in the stupid corner.
I hate swimming. Can't really do it. Moon said I need to start learning at some point, because in her words, 'she cannot have another demon not know how to swim', but the water is shit scary!
So, you two can do the swimming. I'll watch from afar. On land. Where I'm safe.
Laughter continued softly as Kaztor spoke of how creepy it sounded. Oberon hadn't thought of it like that but now that he was thinking of the half-human, half-fish creatures it did sound pretty messed up. Then again, who was he to judge? He was basically half moth afterall. All he knew is that Kalaren said they were friend shaped and everything he and Kal had seen together so far had been really cute.
I don't know.
He shrugged, landing a gutterball on his first round. Dammit.
Kalaren said they were huggable. I was...inclined to believe him. Maybe that's wishful thinking.
Second go andddd strike! Wait. Spare? That's a spare then right? I don't sports.
I used to hate swimming but since Xinalith taught me how to ditch the wings it's so much better.
In fact, he was employing that newfound skill right now. Most humans didn't take well to seeing giant moth wings sticking out of someone's back. At best they would think he was playing fairy princess...and he was fruity enough as it was.
One thing you should know about Kal is that to him, a lot of things are huggable. Which is endearing, sure. But he'd probably find himself cuddling a grizzly bear or something when it's hungry.
Was that the best example? Probably not. Bears do look cuddly, so... Kalaren wasn't wrong about that.
Good for Oberon! That was a spare!
Hearing that Xinalith taught Oberon something, Kaztor couldn't help but tilt his head.
Huh? Xinalith taught you? As in, tall, scary, infernal ruler Xinalith? That Xinalith? Taught something?
There was only one Xinalith around, Kaztor.
Picking up the bowling ball for his next go, he went... annndd gutter. Okay, wow.
Did they call you any names? They always call me names.
There's probably some demons who like water. I just don't, and neither does Xinalith. Oh, and neither does this one demon I know called Kl'yth. She's Xinalith's best friend; I don't think she likes water much.
Oberon sucked in his lips- his mouth forming a small, straight line. Gods, he was laughing more today than he had all year. He tried to hold it together as he remembered Kalaren SPECIFICALLY SAYING he would, in fact, consider a bear to be "friend shaped" and huggable.
You two really are best friends, huh?
He snickered.
He actually said exactly that so...
Note to Oberon, don't take Kalaren camping.
Oh. Yeah.
He said, casually, on the subject of Xinalith.
We went to a lawless realm and jumped off a cliff. Then I asked if they'd show me how they make their wings disappear.
I asked a few more things too. Pissed them off a little, I think... But they seemed okay by the end and Io got a goose out of it so...
Wait. Kaztor had never met Io.
The guy I live with.
He clarified. How personal.
Oof. Next time.
He gave the demon a bit of consolement over the gutterball.
I don't think they called me any names? Though they did say one of my questions was sad and pathetic which....fair.
Isn't Xinalth like...your mentor?
Technically Kaztor had said *Pax* was his mentor. Details. He gave the demon a sorry shake of the head over the second gutterball and proceeded to only knock down four of his own across both turns.
On the one hand, he found it hard to picture Xinalith with a best friend. And yet, he'd enjoyed his time with the Ruler- even if the feeling was far from mutual.
Guess everybody's got to have somebody to call friend.
I would hope so. I'd like to think he knows a lot about me and I know just as much about him.
As they watched Oberon take his turn again, they also listened to him talk about what happened with him and Xinalith. Lifting a brow at it all, Kaztor couldn't help but blink a few times before humming.
A goose was involved? Hells. Were they drunk?
Blink. Blink.
I mean, nothing against you, of course! It's just Xinalith never goes out with people. And they certainly don't go near geese. They have these really weird vendetta against geese. I don't understand why.
This is the man who has a weird vendetta against horses, by the way. Huh. Like guardian, like... adopted-demon-not-really-it's-complicated.
Oh? You live with someone? What's Io like? I don't think I've met an Io before.
Yeah, they are. They taught me a bunch about demon stuff, taught me a little bit on magic but then they got really busy so it was only Pax for a while. But now I'm going to the Uni, so it'll be much better for me there rather than having one-on-one sessions with Pax.
Back to Kaztor! Two pins and then a spare! Good on you, Kaztor!
Oberon popped another spicy pretzel in his mouth, entering numbers into the score chart as Kaztor took his turn.
I think they just missed Pax. They seemed bored. Like...really bored.
They did technically shove me into the swarm of angry geese, if that clears anything up for you. But I like animals so I didn't really mind.
Oberon slumped back in his seat rather dramatically, arms falling to his sides when asked what Io was like. Silver eyes stared at the ceiling.
Infuriating. Talkative. Worms his way into everything and makes all of your business his.
You'd know if you had met him. Believe me...
Denial. It ain't just a river...
Another little clap for Kaztor's spare. Then it was his turn. Nine and....nothing. So close!
Taught you about demon stuff? But aren't you...a demon?
The details on Kaztor's existence were unclear to him. The first time they'd met they'd mostly spoken about rock bands and how he was learning the drums. Speaking of...
Wait. Is Xinalith the one who taught you to play drums???
No, Oberon. Keep up. You'll have to excuse him. He's still piecing together the information. Though the image of Xinalith shredding on a drum set had his brain breaking a little bit.
Oh. Yeah, that checks out, actually. They're always together, really co-dependent. They even keep in contact when either one of them goes off for work related stuff, but with sticky notes. So, being away from each other for a week? Xinalith definitely got bored.
That also checks out! They push me into portals a lot. Fine if I end up somewhere cool, not so fine if I end up in front of say... a pack of wolves.
Making his way over to get some nachos, he leaned against the little table before tilting his head at Oberon's description of Io. Lucky Kaztor, he has no idea what their dynamic was.
Do you not like him or something? Because you sound pretty frustrated.
Oh, Kaztor.
Yeah, but I'm not exactly textbook. I spent a lot of my time just hiding from other demons because they scared me, so I didn't really get the full learning experience from just.. uh, being.
Blinking a couple of times, Kaztor couldn't help but burst out into laughter, shaking his head quickly.
Hells no! I don't think Xinalith knows what to do if given a drum set! No, Pax taught me. The only instruments I know Xinalith can play is the guitar, they learned some violin and I think they can play the piano? I don't know, it sounds like they should know how to play the piano. Like, they have that vibe. You know what I mean, right?
Well that was fucking adorable. Not that Oberon would admit it. But it was very clear the demon had missed their partner while Pax was away. He huffed out a little laugh. It was nice they'd found each other.
Wolves??
He stopped in his tracks on his way back to the lane.
Has that...happened??
Poor Kaztor. It had to be hard being Xinalith's mentee.
Oberon was just letting go of the ball when the word landed: frustrated. Yeah, Kaztor. You could say that. His hand faltered and he knocked down a whopping singular pin.
No, he's...
A long silence while the ball returned. Oberon picked it up and stared at it before admitting quietly,
...my best friend.
Aaaaand gutterball. Good work.
I can't say I blame you for hiding. I'd probably do the same. The Infernal Realm's a wild place and the residents are...well you know.
Terrifying. Straight up terrifying.
He'd lost track of what round they were on, but as it stood Kaztor was winning. Though neither would be going pro anytime soon.
Yeah they definitely give piano vibes. I'm surprised they don't have one. Is that how the bee learned to play guitar?
I shit you not that bee showed up at our house the other day and pulled a guitar out of I don't even know where.
When Oberon quietly spoke about Io, all the demon could do was just look at him. Crimsons watching him quietly, picking up on how long it took for him to get that out. Comparing him to himself and Kalaren, the pair were rather quick about it. Just outright 'yeah, he's my best bud'. Though, the hesitation wasn't lost on Kaztor.
But alas, it also wasn't his place to comment. Instead, he smiled before letting out a quiet giggle.
That's good to hear. We all gotta have that one person, right?
The pair would continue playing bowling until alas, the game came to an end. It was a close call, but Kaztor would remain victorious. Good for you, Kaztor!
So, walking towards the arcade area, sipping on a refill of fanta he had quickly bought.
Bee? Oh, uh... what's his name again... Wuzz? Kind of? I know Wuzz is being mind controlled by them, so I wouldn't be surprised if that's how Wuzz knows how to play guitar.
But also that bee is really bizarre. He sometimes gets into my house and just stands on my couch. He once got on the ceiling and I had to get Xinalith to get him down.
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Tired eyes searched Kaztor for a moment. From the demon's perspective, that cold, pupil-less gaze probably came off a little creepy. In reality he was just taking in the words, gleaning what he could, and admiring Kaztor's attitude about the whole thing.
I'm glad it all worked out.
He gave him a smile. Those silver orbs looking a little less spooky with the warm expression.
In the next moment he'd burst out laughing. Of all the things in the big, wide universe Kaztor could have suggested, bowling is not what he would've guessed.
Sounds fun, let's do it. Where are we headed? Earth?
Earth was the only place he'd ever been bowling. Did other species bowl? Who knows!
Luckily for Oberon, it didn't come off as creepy. Kaztor was a demon, a lot of things didn't really creep him out, especially when it came to someone looking at him. Maybe in the past, it would've freaked him out.
But when you have the infernal ruler as your guardian, that fear goes away after a while. Nothing would be scarier than the way Xinalith looked at him. Or Moon. Fuck, even Pax if Pax was scolding him.
Actually... Pax just might be scarier than them both.
And I'm sure it'll work out for you, too. Best of luck on your third attempt.
He wasn't too sure why Oberon was laughing, but he did giggle along anyway.
Yeah, Earth works! Come on, I'll get us there.
Swirling his wrist to make a portal, he motioned for Oberon to walk on through before following in after, the pair landing themselves just outside a large bowling alley. A bouncer would be outside, but they wouldn't give either of them a second glance, meaning they could head straight on through.
The first area was a large arcade, a bunch of your generic arcade machines available. There were even a wide selection of claw machines, filled with either electronics, gift cards, or little plushies. You then had an area for playing pool, which some humans were already playing at with bottles of beer or cider nearby, as well as a few cocktails.
But what they came for would be at the back, rows of bowling lanes with RGB lights running throughout them. Popular music for Earth would be playing, and just nearby would be a bored, young man by a till.
How many games do you want to do? One, then we look around the arcade? Or do you want to do two?
Wow! Three times this week he'd been to Earth. Four if you count last week's Australia trip. And only one of those times was with Io. From depressed moth to social butterfly. You go, Obie!
His eyes scanned the arcade. So much to see and do! He'd never played pool before but he'd seen Io hustle a few guys at it. It looked fun.
Over at the lanes the sounds of pins dropping echoed all around, while the smell of old bowling shoes caused his nose to crinkle a bit.
Let's do one and then hit the arcade. Gotta see what kind of gamer you really are.
Giggling, he nodded his head and made his way over to the guy at the till point, who looked over at the pair with boredom in his eyes.
"Hey. What can I help you with?"
Hi! A round of bowling for two people, please.
"'kay. Names? Want barriers up?"
Kaztor and Oberon. And no thanks!
The guy just stared at them with a weird look. What... weird fucking names, but whatever. He didn't get paid enough for this. Tapping away at the screen, he sighed.
"That'll be £15."
Whilst Oberon did say it was his treat... Kaztor ended up paying for it anyway, tapping his phone on the card machine as it went through.
"Cool. Lane 2's open for you. If you want food or drink, you can order with the QR code, someone will come over... blah blah."
Poor guy. Still, with a smile and a nod, off they went!
The poor man. Not nearly enough pay to be concerned with the oddly named freaks.
Oberon gave Kaztor a look that said "I was supposed to get that" and resolved to make up for it later on. Between Kalaren and Kaztor he'd been treated far too much for his comfort.
In the lane, he slipped into his shoes- hideous, but in a funky retro way. And scanned the QR code for some pretzel bites and spicy mustard.
What do you want?
He showed Kaz the options while sizing up the bowling balls. Of course he'd pick a fiery orange one. Don't read into it.
As for Kaztor, he wasn't going to wear the shoes. Oh, fuck that. Other people's feet had been in them. So, he stuck to wearing his converse. It's not like the staff here cared anyway.
Looking over at the menu, he hummed before letting out an 'ooh'.
I'll go for some nachos. Oh, and a fanta! Just orange flavour.
Of course. A fanta.
Kaz just opted for a purple ball. No reason at all, unlike Oberon's gayass. Grinning at the mothman, he took his first turn and managed to hit 9 pins down! Good shot for his first go!
Onto his second turn for the first round, he went for it annnndd.... damn, gutter. Welp. At least he got 9 so far!
Slipping his hands into his pockets, he made his way back to Oberon before gesturing to it.
And the floor is yours.
He giggled, before giving him some space so Oberon can take his turn.
Now, Kaztor was good sport at least. Maybe with Kalaren, he'll be a little competitive, but this was his and Oberon's first time properly out together. So, he kept it light-hearted, giving a quick clap to applaud his go.
Quickly popping some of the nacho's in his mouth, making sure to get the crisp with the jalapeno on it, he hopped up and made his way over.
What's a manatee?
He'd ask as he took his go. Three pins down. Bleugh. He'll get the others-
Three again. Okay, well. 6 out of 10 isn't too bad, right? That's over half of them at least!
Is it a man in a tshirt? Why would we go and see that? We could just step outside and people watch.
He wasn't caught off guard by Kaztor not knowing what a manatee was. He himself had barely known. But he learned some fun facts about them from Kalaren at the aquarium!
Before he could answer, the pins were falling.
Okay good. At least Kaztor wasn't some secret pro bowler or something. He could work with this. Still, he gave him a nod and a "nice", standing up to take his turn.
But as Kaztor continued, he nearly fell back into the seat almost losing it entirely as he snorted in an effort not to burst out laughing.
You know, I can't even judge you for thinking that. From what I know of Kalaren that's something he might honestly suggest.
Chuckling to himself, he picked up the ball and let it go. Four.
It's a sea animal. Apparently they're "friend-shaped"? Whatever that means. And humans used to think they were mermaids.
Okay, go for the spare...hells yeah!
He says they're cute and you can swim with them I think.
Raising a brow at the laughing - because seriously, what was he laughing at? - he tilted his head at Oberon as he explained. He...
...
He had a point.
But then Oberon described vaguely about the manatees, a long 'ohhh' falling as his crimsons watched the pins get knocked down on his turn.
Oh, I see. That... that sounds creepy and not cute at all, actually. Especially if humans thought they were half fish, half human creatures?
But sure! I'll go see them with you guys! But I am not swimming, fuck that.
A little clap would be offered for Oberon's turn, the demon now grabbing a ball to take his turn. Five for the first turn, then four for the next. Damn that last stupid pin in the stupid corner.
I hate swimming. Can't really do it. Moon said I need to start learning at some point, because in her words, 'she cannot have another demon not know how to swim', but the water is shit scary!
So, you two can do the swimming. I'll watch from afar. On land. Where I'm safe.
Laughter continued softly as Kaztor spoke of how creepy it sounded. Oberon hadn't thought of it like that but now that he was thinking of the half-human, half-fish creatures it did sound pretty messed up. Then again, who was he to judge? He was basically half moth afterall. All he knew is that Kalaren said they were friend shaped and everything he and Kal had seen together so far had been really cute.
I don't know.
He shrugged, landing a gutterball on his first round. Dammit.
Kalaren said they were huggable. I was...inclined to believe him. Maybe that's wishful thinking.
Second go andddd strike! Wait. Spare? That's a spare then right? I don't sports.
I used to hate swimming but since Xinalith taught me how to ditch the wings it's so much better.
In fact, he was employing that newfound skill right now. Most humans didn't take well to seeing giant moth wings sticking out of someone's back. At best they would think he was playing fairy princess...and he was fruity enough as it was.
One thing you should know about Kal is that to him, a lot of things are huggable. Which is endearing, sure. But he'd probably find himself cuddling a grizzly bear or something when it's hungry.
Was that the best example? Probably not. Bears do look cuddly, so... Kalaren wasn't wrong about that.
Good for Oberon! That was a spare!
Hearing that Xinalith taught Oberon something, Kaztor couldn't help but tilt his head.
Huh? Xinalith taught you? As in, tall, scary, infernal ruler Xinalith? That Xinalith? Taught something?
There was only one Xinalith around, Kaztor.
Picking up the bowling ball for his next go, he went... annndd gutter. Okay, wow.
Did they call you any names? They always call me names.
There's probably some demons who like water. I just don't, and neither does Xinalith. Oh, and neither does this one demon I know called Kl'yth. She's Xinalith's best friend; I don't think she likes water much.
Oberon sucked in his lips- his mouth forming a small, straight line. Gods, he was laughing more today than he had all year. He tried to hold it together as he remembered Kalaren SPECIFICALLY SAYING he would, in fact, consider a bear to be "friend shaped" and huggable.
You two really are best friends, huh?
He snickered.
He actually said exactly that so...
Note to Oberon, don't take Kalaren camping.
Oh. Yeah.
He said, casually, on the subject of Xinalith.
We went to a lawless realm and jumped off a cliff. Then I asked if they'd show me how they make their wings disappear.
I asked a few more things too. Pissed them off a little, I think... But they seemed okay by the end and Io got a goose out of it so...
Wait. Kaztor had never met Io.
The guy I live with.
He clarified. How personal.
Oof. Next time.
He gave the demon a bit of consolement over the gutterball.
I don't think they called me any names? Though they did say one of my questions was sad and pathetic which....fair.
Isn't Xinalth like...your mentor?
Technically Kaztor had said *Pax* was his mentor. Details. He gave the demon a sorry shake of the head over the second gutterball and proceeded to only knock down four of his own across both turns.
On the one hand, he found it hard to picture Xinalith with a best friend. And yet, he'd enjoyed his time with the Ruler- even if the feeling was far from mutual.
Guess everybody's got to have somebody to call friend.
I would hope so. I'd like to think he knows a lot about me and I know just as much about him.
As they watched Oberon take his turn again, they also listened to him talk about what happened with him and Xinalith. Lifting a brow at it all, Kaztor couldn't help but blink a few times before humming.
A goose was involved? Hells. Were they drunk?
Blink. Blink.
I mean, nothing against you, of course! It's just Xinalith never goes out with people. And they certainly don't go near geese. They have these really weird vendetta against geese. I don't understand why.
This is the man who has a weird vendetta against horses, by the way. Huh. Like guardian, like... adopted-demon-not-really-it's-complicated.
Oh? You live with someone? What's Io like? I don't think I've met an Io before.
Yeah, they are. They taught me a bunch about demon stuff, taught me a little bit on magic but then they got really busy so it was only Pax for a while. But now I'm going to the Uni, so it'll be much better for me there rather than having one-on-one sessions with Pax.
Back to Kaztor! Two pins and then a spare! Good on you, Kaztor!
Oberon popped another spicy pretzel in his mouth, entering numbers into the score chart as Kaztor took his turn.
I think they just missed Pax. They seemed bored. Like...really bored.
They did technically shove me into the swarm of angry geese, if that clears anything up for you. But I like animals so I didn't really mind.
Oberon slumped back in his seat rather dramatically, arms falling to his sides when asked what Io was like. Silver eyes stared at the ceiling.
Infuriating. Talkative. Worms his way into everything and makes all of your business his.
You'd know if you had met him. Believe me...
Denial. It ain't just a river...
Another little clap for Kaztor's spare. Then it was his turn. Nine and....nothing. So close!
Taught you about demon stuff? But aren't you...a demon?
The details on Kaztor's existence were unclear to him. The first time they'd met they'd mostly spoken about rock bands and how he was learning the drums. Speaking of...
Wait. Is Xinalith the one who taught you to play drums???
No, Oberon. Keep up. You'll have to excuse him. He's still piecing together the information. Though the image of Xinalith shredding on a drum set had his brain breaking a little bit.
Oh. Yeah, that checks out, actually. They're always together, really co-dependent. They even keep in contact when either one of them goes off for work related stuff, but with sticky notes. So, being away from each other for a week? Xinalith definitely got bored.
That also checks out! They push me into portals a lot. Fine if I end up somewhere cool, not so fine if I end up in front of say... a pack of wolves.
Making his way over to get some nachos, he leaned against the little table before tilting his head at Oberon's description of Io. Lucky Kaztor, he has no idea what their dynamic was.
Do you not like him or something? Because you sound pretty frustrated.
Oh, Kaztor.
Yeah, but I'm not exactly textbook. I spent a lot of my time just hiding from other demons because they scared me, so I didn't really get the full learning experience from just.. uh, being.
Blinking a couple of times, Kaztor couldn't help but burst out into laughter, shaking his head quickly.
Hells no! I don't think Xinalith knows what to do if given a drum set! No, Pax taught me. The only instruments I know Xinalith can play is the guitar, they learned some violin and I think they can play the piano? I don't know, it sounds like they should know how to play the piano. Like, they have that vibe. You know what I mean, right?
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Tired eyes searched Kaztor for a moment. From the demon's perspective, that cold, pupil-less gaze probably came off a little creepy. In reality he was just taking in the words, gleaning what he could, and admiring Kaztor's attitude about the whole thing.
I'm glad it all worked out.
He gave him a smile. Those silver orbs looking a little less spooky with the warm expression.
In the next moment he'd burst out laughing. Of all the things in the big, wide universe Kaztor could have suggested, bowling is not what he would've guessed.
Sounds fun, let's do it. Where are we headed? Earth?
Earth was the only place he'd ever been bowling. Did other species bowl? Who knows!
Luckily for Oberon, it didn't come off as creepy. Kaztor was a demon, a lot of things didn't really creep him out, especially when it came to someone looking at him. Maybe in the past, it would've freaked him out.
But when you have the infernal ruler as your guardian, that fear goes away after a while. Nothing would be scarier than the way Xinalith looked at him. Or Moon. Fuck, even Pax if Pax was scolding him.
Actually... Pax just might be scarier than them both.
And I'm sure it'll work out for you, too. Best of luck on your third attempt.
He wasn't too sure why Oberon was laughing, but he did giggle along anyway.
Yeah, Earth works! Come on, I'll get us there.
Swirling his wrist to make a portal, he motioned for Oberon to walk on through before following in after, the pair landing themselves just outside a large bowling alley. A bouncer would be outside, but they wouldn't give either of them a second glance, meaning they could head straight on through.
The first area was a large arcade, a bunch of your generic arcade machines available. There were even a wide selection of claw machines, filled with either electronics, gift cards, or little plushies. You then had an area for playing pool, which some humans were already playing at with bottles of beer or cider nearby, as well as a few cocktails.
But what they came for would be at the back, rows of bowling lanes with RGB lights running throughout them. Popular music for Earth would be playing, and just nearby would be a bored, young man by a till.
How many games do you want to do? One, then we look around the arcade? Or do you want to do two?
Wow! Three times this week he'd been to Earth. Four if you count last week's Australia trip. And only one of those times was with Io. From depressed moth to social butterfly. You go, Obie!
His eyes scanned the arcade. So much to see and do! He'd never played pool before but he'd seen Io hustle a few guys at it. It looked fun.
Over at the lanes the sounds of pins dropping echoed all around, while the smell of old bowling shoes caused his nose to crinkle a bit.
Let's do one and then hit the arcade. Gotta see what kind of gamer you really are.
Giggling, he nodded his head and made his way over to the guy at the till point, who looked over at the pair with boredom in his eyes.
"Hey. What can I help you with?"
Hi! A round of bowling for two people, please.
"'kay. Names? Want barriers up?"
Kaztor and Oberon. And no thanks!
The guy just stared at them with a weird look. What... weird fucking names, but whatever. He didn't get paid enough for this. Tapping away at the screen, he sighed.
"That'll be £15."
Whilst Oberon did say it was his treat... Kaztor ended up paying for it anyway, tapping his phone on the card machine as it went through.
"Cool. Lane 2's open for you. If you want food or drink, you can order with the QR code, someone will come over... blah blah."
Poor guy. Still, with a smile and a nod, off they went!
The poor man. Not nearly enough pay to be concerned with the oddly named freaks.
Oberon gave Kaztor a look that said "I was supposed to get that" and resolved to make up for it later on. Between Kalaren and Kaztor he'd been treated far too much for his comfort.
In the lane, he slipped into his shoes- hideous, but in a funky retro way. And scanned the QR code for some pretzel bites and spicy mustard.
What do you want?
He showed Kaz the options while sizing up the bowling balls. Of course he'd pick a fiery orange one. Don't read into it.
As for Kaztor, he wasn't going to wear the shoes. Oh, fuck that. Other people's feet had been in them. So, he stuck to wearing his converse. It's not like the staff here cared anyway.
Looking over at the menu, he hummed before letting out an 'ooh'.
I'll go for some nachos. Oh, and a fanta! Just orange flavour.
Of course. A fanta.
Kaz just opted for a purple ball. No reason at all, unlike Oberon's gayass. Grinning at the mothman, he took his first turn and managed to hit 9 pins down! Good shot for his first go!
Onto his second turn for the first round, he went for it annnndd.... damn, gutter. Welp. At least he got 9 so far!
Slipping his hands into his pockets, he made his way back to Oberon before gesturing to it.
And the floor is yours.
He giggled, before giving him some space so Oberon can take his turn.
Now, Kaztor was good sport at least. Maybe with Kalaren, he'll be a little competitive, but this was his and Oberon's first time properly out together. So, he kept it light-hearted, giving a quick clap to applaud his go.
Quickly popping some of the nacho's in his mouth, making sure to get the crisp with the jalapeno on it, he hopped up and made his way over.
What's a manatee?
He'd ask as he took his go. Three pins down. Bleugh. He'll get the others-
Three again. Okay, well. 6 out of 10 isn't too bad, right? That's over half of them at least!
Is it a man in a tshirt? Why would we go and see that? We could just step outside and people watch.
He wasn't caught off guard by Kaztor not knowing what a manatee was. He himself had barely known. But he learned some fun facts about them from Kalaren at the aquarium!
Before he could answer, the pins were falling.
Okay good. At least Kaztor wasn't some secret pro bowler or something. He could work with this. Still, he gave him a nod and a "nice", standing up to take his turn.
But as Kaztor continued, he nearly fell back into the seat almost losing it entirely as he snorted in an effort not to burst out laughing.
You know, I can't even judge you for thinking that. From what I know of Kalaren that's something he might honestly suggest.
Chuckling to himself, he picked up the ball and let it go. Four.
It's a sea animal. Apparently they're "friend-shaped"? Whatever that means. And humans used to think they were mermaids.
Okay, go for the spare...hells yeah!
He says they're cute and you can swim with them I think.
Raising a brow at the laughing - because seriously, what was he laughing at? - he tilted his head at Oberon as he explained. He...
...
He had a point.
But then Oberon described vaguely about the manatees, a long 'ohhh' falling as his crimsons watched the pins get knocked down on his turn.
Oh, I see. That... that sounds creepy and not cute at all, actually. Especially if humans thought they were half fish, half human creatures?
But sure! I'll go see them with you guys! But I am not swimming, fuck that.
A little clap would be offered for Oberon's turn, the demon now grabbing a ball to take his turn. Five for the first turn, then four for the next. Damn that last stupid pin in the stupid corner.
I hate swimming. Can't really do it. Moon said I need to start learning at some point, because in her words, 'she cannot have another demon not know how to swim', but the water is shit scary!
So, you two can do the swimming. I'll watch from afar. On land. Where I'm safe.
Laughter continued softly as Kaztor spoke of how creepy it sounded. Oberon hadn't thought of it like that but now that he was thinking of the half-human, half-fish creatures it did sound pretty messed up. Then again, who was he to judge? He was basically half moth afterall. All he knew is that Kalaren said they were friend shaped and everything he and Kal had seen together so far had been really cute.
I don't know.
He shrugged, landing a gutterball on his first round. Dammit.
Kalaren said they were huggable. I was...inclined to believe him. Maybe that's wishful thinking.
Second go andddd strike! Wait. Spare? That's a spare then right? I don't sports.
I used to hate swimming but since Xinalith taught me how to ditch the wings it's so much better.
In fact, he was employing that newfound skill right now. Most humans didn't take well to seeing giant moth wings sticking out of someone's back. At best they would think he was playing fairy princess...and he was fruity enough as it was.
One thing you should know about Kal is that to him, a lot of things are huggable. Which is endearing, sure. But he'd probably find himself cuddling a grizzly bear or something when it's hungry.
Was that the best example? Probably not. Bears do look cuddly, so... Kalaren wasn't wrong about that.
Good for Oberon! That was a spare!
Hearing that Xinalith taught Oberon something, Kaztor couldn't help but tilt his head.
Huh? Xinalith taught you? As in, tall, scary, infernal ruler Xinalith? That Xinalith? Taught something?
There was only one Xinalith around, Kaztor.
Picking up the bowling ball for his next go, he went... annndd gutter. Okay, wow.
Did they call you any names? They always call me names.
There's probably some demons who like water. I just don't, and neither does Xinalith. Oh, and neither does this one demon I know called Kl'yth. She's Xinalith's best friend; I don't think she likes water much.
Oberon sucked in his lips- his mouth forming a small, straight line. Gods, he was laughing more today than he had all year. He tried to hold it together as he remembered Kalaren SPECIFICALLY SAYING he would, in fact, consider a bear to be "friend shaped" and huggable.
You two really are best friends, huh?
He snickered.
He actually said exactly that so...
Note to Oberon, don't take Kalaren camping.
Oh. Yeah.
He said, casually, on the subject of Xinalith.
We went to a lawless realm and jumped off a cliff. Then I asked if they'd show me how they make their wings disappear.
I asked a few more things too. Pissed them off a little, I think... But they seemed okay by the end and Io got a goose out of it so...
Wait. Kaztor had never met Io.
The guy I live with.
He clarified. How personal.
Oof. Next time.
He gave the demon a bit of consolement over the gutterball.
I don't think they called me any names? Though they did say one of my questions was sad and pathetic which....fair.
Isn't Xinalth like...your mentor?
Technically Kaztor had said *Pax* was his mentor. Details. He gave the demon a sorry shake of the head over the second gutterball and proceeded to only knock down four of his own across both turns.
On the one hand, he found it hard to picture Xinalith with a best friend. And yet, he'd enjoyed his time with the Ruler- even if the feeling was far from mutual.
Guess everybody's got to have somebody to call friend.
I would hope so. I'd like to think he knows a lot about me and I know just as much about him.
As they watched Oberon take his turn again, they also listened to him talk about what happened with him and Xinalith. Lifting a brow at it all, Kaztor couldn't help but blink a few times before humming.
A goose was involved? Hells. Were they drunk?
Blink. Blink.
I mean, nothing against you, of course! It's just Xinalith never goes out with people. And they certainly don't go near geese. They have these really weird vendetta against geese. I don't understand why.
This is the man who has a weird vendetta against horses, by the way. Huh. Like guardian, like... adopted-demon-not-really-it's-complicated.
Oh? You live with someone? What's Io like? I don't think I've met an Io before.
Yeah, they are. They taught me a bunch about demon stuff, taught me a little bit on magic but then they got really busy so it was only Pax for a while. But now I'm going to the Uni, so it'll be much better for me there rather than having one-on-one sessions with Pax.
Back to Kaztor! Two pins and then a spare! Good on you, Kaztor!
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Tired eyes searched Kaztor for a moment. From the demon's perspective, that cold, pupil-less gaze probably came off a little creepy. In reality he was just taking in the words, gleaning what he could, and admiring Kaztor's attitude about the whole thing.
I'm glad it all worked out.
He gave him a smile. Those silver orbs looking a little less spooky with the warm expression.
In the next moment he'd burst out laughing. Of all the things in the big, wide universe Kaztor could have suggested, bowling is not what he would've guessed.
Sounds fun, let's do it. Where are we headed? Earth?
Earth was the only place he'd ever been bowling. Did other species bowl? Who knows!
Luckily for Oberon, it didn't come off as creepy. Kaztor was a demon, a lot of things didn't really creep him out, especially when it came to someone looking at him. Maybe in the past, it would've freaked him out.
But when you have the infernal ruler as your guardian, that fear goes away after a while. Nothing would be scarier than the way Xinalith looked at him. Or Moon. Fuck, even Pax if Pax was scolding him.
Actually... Pax just might be scarier than them both.
And I'm sure it'll work out for you, too. Best of luck on your third attempt.
He wasn't too sure why Oberon was laughing, but he did giggle along anyway.
Yeah, Earth works! Come on, I'll get us there.
Swirling his wrist to make a portal, he motioned for Oberon to walk on through before following in after, the pair landing themselves just outside a large bowling alley. A bouncer would be outside, but they wouldn't give either of them a second glance, meaning they could head straight on through.
The first area was a large arcade, a bunch of your generic arcade machines available. There were even a wide selection of claw machines, filled with either electronics, gift cards, or little plushies. You then had an area for playing pool, which some humans were already playing at with bottles of beer or cider nearby, as well as a few cocktails.
But what they came for would be at the back, rows of bowling lanes with RGB lights running throughout them. Popular music for Earth would be playing, and just nearby would be a bored, young man by a till.
How many games do you want to do? One, then we look around the arcade? Or do you want to do two?
Wow! Three times this week he'd been to Earth. Four if you count last week's Australia trip. And only one of those times was with Io. From depressed moth to social butterfly. You go, Obie!
His eyes scanned the arcade. So much to see and do! He'd never played pool before but he'd seen Io hustle a few guys at it. It looked fun.
Over at the lanes the sounds of pins dropping echoed all around, while the smell of old bowling shoes caused his nose to crinkle a bit.
Let's do one and then hit the arcade. Gotta see what kind of gamer you really are.
Giggling, he nodded his head and made his way over to the guy at the till point, who looked over at the pair with boredom in his eyes.
"Hey. What can I help you with?"
Hi! A round of bowling for two people, please.
"'kay. Names? Want barriers up?"
Kaztor and Oberon. And no thanks!
The guy just stared at them with a weird look. What... weird fucking names, but whatever. He didn't get paid enough for this. Tapping away at the screen, he sighed.
"That'll be £15."
Whilst Oberon did say it was his treat... Kaztor ended up paying for it anyway, tapping his phone on the card machine as it went through.
"Cool. Lane 2's open for you. If you want food or drink, you can order with the QR code, someone will come over... blah blah."
Poor guy. Still, with a smile and a nod, off they went!
The poor man. Not nearly enough pay to be concerned with the oddly named freaks.
Oberon gave Kaztor a look that said "I was supposed to get that" and resolved to make up for it later on. Between Kalaren and Kaztor he'd been treated far too much for his comfort.
In the lane, he slipped into his shoes- hideous, but in a funky retro way. And scanned the QR code for some pretzel bites and spicy mustard.
What do you want?
He showed Kaz the options while sizing up the bowling balls. Of course he'd pick a fiery orange one. Don't read into it.
As for Kaztor, he wasn't going to wear the shoes. Oh, fuck that. Other people's feet had been in them. So, he stuck to wearing his converse. It's not like the staff here cared anyway.
Looking over at the menu, he hummed before letting out an 'ooh'.
I'll go for some nachos. Oh, and a fanta! Just orange flavour.
Of course. A fanta.
Kaz just opted for a purple ball. No reason at all, unlike Oberon's gayass. Grinning at the mothman, he took his first turn and managed to hit 9 pins down! Good shot for his first go!
Onto his second turn for the first round, he went for it annnndd.... damn, gutter. Welp. At least he got 9 so far!
Slipping his hands into his pockets, he made his way back to Oberon before gesturing to it.
And the floor is yours.
He giggled, before giving him some space so Oberon can take his turn.
Now, Kaztor was good sport at least. Maybe with Kalaren, he'll be a little competitive, but this was his and Oberon's first time properly out together. So, he kept it light-hearted, giving a quick clap to applaud his go.
Quickly popping some of the nacho's in his mouth, making sure to get the crisp with the jalapeno on it, he hopped up and made his way over.
What's a manatee?
He'd ask as he took his go. Three pins down. Bleugh. He'll get the others-
Three again. Okay, well. 6 out of 10 isn't too bad, right? That's over half of them at least!
Is it a man in a tshirt? Why would we go and see that? We could just step outside and people watch.
He wasn't caught off guard by Kaztor not knowing what a manatee was. He himself had barely known. But he learned some fun facts about them from Kalaren at the aquarium!
Before he could answer, the pins were falling.
Okay good. At least Kaztor wasn't some secret pro bowler or something. He could work with this. Still, he gave him a nod and a "nice", standing up to take his turn.
But as Kaztor continued, he nearly fell back into the seat almost losing it entirely as he snorted in an effort not to burst out laughing.
You know, I can't even judge you for thinking that. From what I know of Kalaren that's something he might honestly suggest.
Chuckling to himself, he picked up the ball and let it go. Four.
It's a sea animal. Apparently they're "friend-shaped"? Whatever that means. And humans used to think they were mermaids.
Okay, go for the spare...hells yeah!
He says they're cute and you can swim with them I think.
Raising a brow at the laughing - because seriously, what was he laughing at? - he tilted his head at Oberon as he explained. He...
...
He had a point.
But then Oberon described vaguely about the manatees, a long 'ohhh' falling as his crimsons watched the pins get knocked down on his turn.
Oh, I see. That... that sounds creepy and not cute at all, actually. Especially if humans thought they were half fish, half human creatures?
But sure! I'll go see them with you guys! But I am not swimming, fuck that.
A little clap would be offered for Oberon's turn, the demon now grabbing a ball to take his turn. Five for the first turn, then four for the next. Damn that last stupid pin in the stupid corner.
I hate swimming. Can't really do it. Moon said I need to start learning at some point, because in her words, 'she cannot have another demon not know how to swim', but the water is shit scary!
So, you two can do the swimming. I'll watch from afar. On land. Where I'm safe.
Laughter continued softly as Kaztor spoke of how creepy it sounded. Oberon hadn't thought of it like that but now that he was thinking of the half-human, half-fish creatures it did sound pretty messed up. Then again, who was he to judge? He was basically half moth afterall. All he knew is that Kalaren said they were friend shaped and everything he and Kal had seen together so far had been really cute.
I don't know.
He shrugged, landing a gutterball on his first round. Dammit.
Kalaren said they were huggable. I was...inclined to believe him. Maybe that's wishful thinking.
Second go andddd strike! Wait. Spare? That's a spare then right? I don't sports.
I used to hate swimming but since Xinalith taught me how to ditch the wings it's so much better.
In fact, he was employing that newfound skill right now. Most humans didn't take well to seeing giant moth wings sticking out of someone's back. At best they would think he was playing fairy princess...and he was fruity enough as it was.
One thing you should know about Kal is that to him, a lot of things are huggable. Which is endearing, sure. But he'd probably find himself cuddling a grizzly bear or something when it's hungry.
Was that the best example? Probably not. Bears do look cuddly, so... Kalaren wasn't wrong about that.
Good for Oberon! That was a spare!
Hearing that Xinalith taught Oberon something, Kaztor couldn't help but tilt his head.
Huh? Xinalith taught you? As in, tall, scary, infernal ruler Xinalith? That Xinalith? Taught something?
There was only one Xinalith around, Kaztor.
Picking up the bowling ball for his next go, he went... annndd gutter. Okay, wow.
Did they call you any names? They always call me names.
There's probably some demons who like water. I just don't, and neither does Xinalith. Oh, and neither does this one demon I know called Kl'yth. She's Xinalith's best friend; I don't think she likes water much.
Oh my gosh, there seemed to be a new painting in Kaztor's room! It seemed to be... a copy of the Mona Lisa, but with a horse instead of a human. The Mo-neigh Lisa.
Has this always been here? It seemed unlikely.
Upon closer inspection, Kaztor (or anyone with working eyes) would notice that the painting wasn't a painting at all! It was an actual horse, that had managed to sneak into his room and was now attempting to disguise itself as a painting. Oh look, it just blinked.
You get to decide if it was doing a good luck.
@operahorses
Quickly opening the door into his room, searching for a book on one of his bookshelves, he took a quick glance at the painting and smiled at it. Awh, how nice.
...
Slowly walking backwards, crimson eyes stared at it.
When did he get a painting in his room? Of the Mo-neigh Lisa? He didn't ask for this. He didn't remember putting this up on his wall. And why would he get anything horse related? Did Kalaren prank him by getting his boyfriend to paint him something?
Hm, no. Kalaren wouldn't do that. He knows how much he hates horses. Xinalith then? Also no. Xinalith has this weird thing about Luxian. And no way in all of the hells would they ask Koji to do anything.
Kaztor continued to look at it before it clocked. Which, embarrassingly for him, it took too long. Fuck, he really needed to get some sleep, because now he was mistaking a horse with a frame around their neck as an actual painting.
Gods. Could you believe that?
...
......
..........
There's a fucking horse in his house.
GAH! What the hells are yo- how did you- why- what?
Someone please save this poor man. Not again. He thought he was free.
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Tired eyes searched Kaztor for a moment. From the demon's perspective, that cold, pupil-less gaze probably came off a little creepy. In reality he was just taking in the words, gleaning what he could, and admiring Kaztor's attitude about the whole thing.
I'm glad it all worked out.
He gave him a smile. Those silver orbs looking a little less spooky with the warm expression.
In the next moment he'd burst out laughing. Of all the things in the big, wide universe Kaztor could have suggested, bowling is not what he would've guessed.
Sounds fun, let's do it. Where are we headed? Earth?
Earth was the only place he'd ever been bowling. Did other species bowl? Who knows!
Luckily for Oberon, it didn't come off as creepy. Kaztor was a demon, a lot of things didn't really creep him out, especially when it came to someone looking at him. Maybe in the past, it would've freaked him out.
But when you have the infernal ruler as your guardian, that fear goes away after a while. Nothing would be scarier than the way Xinalith looked at him. Or Moon. Fuck, even Pax if Pax was scolding him.
Actually... Pax just might be scarier than them both.
And I'm sure it'll work out for you, too. Best of luck on your third attempt.
He wasn't too sure why Oberon was laughing, but he did giggle along anyway.
Yeah, Earth works! Come on, I'll get us there.
Swirling his wrist to make a portal, he motioned for Oberon to walk on through before following in after, the pair landing themselves just outside a large bowling alley. A bouncer would be outside, but they wouldn't give either of them a second glance, meaning they could head straight on through.
The first area was a large arcade, a bunch of your generic arcade machines available. There were even a wide selection of claw machines, filled with either electronics, gift cards, or little plushies. You then had an area for playing pool, which some humans were already playing at with bottles of beer or cider nearby, as well as a few cocktails.
But what they came for would be at the back, rows of bowling lanes with RGB lights running throughout them. Popular music for Earth would be playing, and just nearby would be a bored, young man by a till.
How many games do you want to do? One, then we look around the arcade? Or do you want to do two?
Wow! Three times this week he'd been to Earth. Four if you count last week's Australia trip. And only one of those times was with Io. From depressed moth to social butterfly. You go, Obie!
His eyes scanned the arcade. So much to see and do! He'd never played pool before but he'd seen Io hustle a few guys at it. It looked fun.
Over at the lanes the sounds of pins dropping echoed all around, while the smell of old bowling shoes caused his nose to crinkle a bit.
Let's do one and then hit the arcade. Gotta see what kind of gamer you really are.
Giggling, he nodded his head and made his way over to the guy at the till point, who looked over at the pair with boredom in his eyes.
"Hey. What can I help you with?"
Hi! A round of bowling for two people, please.
"'kay. Names? Want barriers up?"
Kaztor and Oberon. And no thanks!
The guy just stared at them with a weird look. What... weird fucking names, but whatever. He didn't get paid enough for this. Tapping away at the screen, he sighed.
"That'll be £15."
Whilst Oberon did say it was his treat... Kaztor ended up paying for it anyway, tapping his phone on the card machine as it went through.
"Cool. Lane 2's open for you. If you want food or drink, you can order with the QR code, someone will come over... blah blah."
Poor guy. Still, with a smile and a nod, off they went!
The poor man. Not nearly enough pay to be concerned with the oddly named freaks.
Oberon gave Kaztor a look that said "I was supposed to get that" and resolved to make up for it later on. Between Kalaren and Kaztor he'd been treated far too much for his comfort.
In the lane, he slipped into his shoes- hideous, but in a funky retro way. And scanned the QR code for some pretzel bites and spicy mustard.
What do you want?
He showed Kaz the options while sizing up the bowling balls. Of course he'd pick a fiery orange one. Don't read into it.
As for Kaztor, he wasn't going to wear the shoes. Oh, fuck that. Other people's feet had been in them. So, he stuck to wearing his converse. It's not like the staff here cared anyway.
Looking over at the menu, he hummed before letting out an 'ooh'.
I'll go for some nachos. Oh, and a fanta! Just orange flavour.
Of course. A fanta.
Kaz just opted for a purple ball. No reason at all, unlike Oberon's gayass. Grinning at the mothman, he took his first turn and managed to hit 9 pins down! Good shot for his first go!
Onto his second turn for the first round, he went for it annnndd.... damn, gutter. Welp. At least he got 9 so far!
Slipping his hands into his pockets, he made his way back to Oberon before gesturing to it.
And the floor is yours.
He giggled, before giving him some space so Oberon can take his turn.
Now, Kaztor was good sport at least. Maybe with Kalaren, he'll be a little competitive, but this was his and Oberon's first time properly out together. So, he kept it light-hearted, giving a quick clap to applaud his go.
Quickly popping some of the nacho's in his mouth, making sure to get the crisp with the jalapeno on it, he hopped up and made his way over.
What's a manatee?
He'd ask as he took his go. Three pins down. Bleugh. He'll get the others-
Three again. Okay, well. 6 out of 10 isn't too bad, right? That's over half of them at least!
Is it a man in a tshirt? Why would we go and see that? We could just step outside and people watch.
He wasn't caught off guard by Kaztor not knowing what a manatee was. He himself had barely known. But he learned some fun facts about them from Kalaren at the aquarium!
Before he could answer, the pins were falling.
Okay good. At least Kaztor wasn't some secret pro bowler or something. He could work with this. Still, he gave him a nod and a "nice", standing up to take his turn.
But as Kaztor continued, he nearly fell back into the seat almost losing it entirely as he snorted in an effort not to burst out laughing.
You know, I can't even judge you for thinking that. From what I know of Kalaren that's something he might honestly suggest.
Chuckling to himself, he picked up the ball and let it go. Four.
It's a sea animal. Apparently they're "friend-shaped"? Whatever that means. And humans used to think they were mermaids.
Okay, go for the spare...hells yeah!
He says they're cute and you can swim with them I think.
Raising a brow at the laughing - because seriously, what was he laughing at? - he tilted his head at Oberon as he explained. He...
...
He had a point.
But then Oberon described vaguely about the manatees, a long 'ohhh' falling as his crimsons watched the pins get knocked down on his turn.
Oh, I see. That... that sounds creepy and not cute at all, actually. Especially if humans thought they were half fish, half human creatures?
But sure! I'll go see them with you guys! But I am not swimming, fuck that.
A little clap would be offered for Oberon's turn, the demon now grabbing a ball to take his turn. Five for the first turn, then four for the next. Damn that last stupid pin in the stupid corner.
I hate swimming. Can't really do it. Moon said I need to start learning at some point, because in her words, 'she cannot have another demon not know how to swim', but the water is shit scary!
So, you two can do the swimming. I'll watch from afar. On land. Where I'm safe.
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Tired eyes searched Kaztor for a moment. From the demon's perspective, that cold, pupil-less gaze probably came off a little creepy. In reality he was just taking in the words, gleaning what he could, and admiring Kaztor's attitude about the whole thing.
I'm glad it all worked out.
He gave him a smile. Those silver orbs looking a little less spooky with the warm expression.
In the next moment he'd burst out laughing. Of all the things in the big, wide universe Kaztor could have suggested, bowling is not what he would've guessed.
Sounds fun, let's do it. Where are we headed? Earth?
Earth was the only place he'd ever been bowling. Did other species bowl? Who knows!
Luckily for Oberon, it didn't come off as creepy. Kaztor was a demon, a lot of things didn't really creep him out, especially when it came to someone looking at him. Maybe in the past, it would've freaked him out.
But when you have the infernal ruler as your guardian, that fear goes away after a while. Nothing would be scarier than the way Xinalith looked at him. Or Moon. Fuck, even Pax if Pax was scolding him.
Actually... Pax just might be scarier than them both.
And I'm sure it'll work out for you, too. Best of luck on your third attempt.
He wasn't too sure why Oberon was laughing, but he did giggle along anyway.
Yeah, Earth works! Come on, I'll get us there.
Swirling his wrist to make a portal, he motioned for Oberon to walk on through before following in after, the pair landing themselves just outside a large bowling alley. A bouncer would be outside, but they wouldn't give either of them a second glance, meaning they could head straight on through.
The first area was a large arcade, a bunch of your generic arcade machines available. There were even a wide selection of claw machines, filled with either electronics, gift cards, or little plushies. You then had an area for playing pool, which some humans were already playing at with bottles of beer or cider nearby, as well as a few cocktails.
But what they came for would be at the back, rows of bowling lanes with RGB lights running throughout them. Popular music for Earth would be playing, and just nearby would be a bored, young man by a till.
How many games do you want to do? One, then we look around the arcade? Or do you want to do two?
Wow! Three times this week he'd been to Earth. Four if you count last week's Australia trip. And only one of those times was with Io. From depressed moth to social butterfly. You go, Obie!
His eyes scanned the arcade. So much to see and do! He'd never played pool before but he'd seen Io hustle a few guys at it. It looked fun.
Over at the lanes the sounds of pins dropping echoed all around, while the smell of old bowling shoes caused his nose to crinkle a bit.
Let's do one and then hit the arcade. Gotta see what kind of gamer you really are.
Giggling, he nodded his head and made his way over to the guy at the till point, who looked over at the pair with boredom in his eyes.
"Hey. What can I help you with?"
Hi! A round of bowling for two people, please.
"'kay. Names? Want barriers up?"
Kaztor and Oberon. And no thanks!
The guy just stared at them with a weird look. What... weird fucking names, but whatever. He didn't get paid enough for this. Tapping away at the screen, he sighed.
"That'll be £15."
Whilst Oberon did say it was his treat... Kaztor ended up paying for it anyway, tapping his phone on the card machine as it went through.
"Cool. Lane 2's open for you. If you want food or drink, you can order with the QR code, someone will come over... blah blah."
Poor guy. Still, with a smile and a nod, off they went!
The poor man. Not nearly enough pay to be concerned with the oddly named freaks.
Oberon gave Kaztor a look that said "I was supposed to get that" and resolved to make up for it later on. Between Kalaren and Kaztor he'd been treated far too much for his comfort.
In the lane, he slipped into his shoes- hideous, but in a funky retro way. And scanned the QR code for some pretzel bites and spicy mustard.
What do you want?
He showed Kaz the options while sizing up the bowling balls. Of course he'd pick a fiery orange one. Don't read into it.
As for Kaztor, he wasn't going to wear the shoes. Oh, fuck that. Other people's feet had been in them. So, he stuck to wearing his converse. It's not like the staff here cared anyway.
Looking over at the menu, he hummed before letting out an 'ooh'.
I'll go for some nachos. Oh, and a fanta! Just orange flavour.
Of course. A fanta.
Kaz just opted for a purple ball. No reason at all, unlike Oberon's gayass. Grinning at the mothman, he took his first turn and managed to hit 9 pins down! Good shot for his first go!
Onto his second turn for the first round, he went for it annnndd.... damn, gutter. Welp. At least he got 9 so far!
Slipping his hands into his pockets, he made his way back to Oberon before gesturing to it.
And the floor is yours.
He giggled, before giving him some space so Oberon can take his turn.
Now, Kaztor was good sport at least. Maybe with Kalaren, he'll be a little competitive, but this was his and Oberon's first time properly out together. So, he kept it light-hearted, giving a quick clap to applaud his go.
Quickly popping some of the nacho's in his mouth, making sure to get the crisp with the jalapeno on it, he hopped up and made his way over.
What's a manatee?
He'd ask as he took his go. Three pins down. Bleugh. He'll get the others-
Three again. Okay, well. 6 out of 10 isn't too bad, right? That's over half of them at least!
Is it a man in a tshirt? Why would we go and see that? We could just step outside and people watch.
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Tired eyes searched Kaztor for a moment. From the demon's perspective, that cold, pupil-less gaze probably came off a little creepy. In reality he was just taking in the words, gleaning what he could, and admiring Kaztor's attitude about the whole thing.
I'm glad it all worked out.
He gave him a smile. Those silver orbs looking a little less spooky with the warm expression.
In the next moment he'd burst out laughing. Of all the things in the big, wide universe Kaztor could have suggested, bowling is not what he would've guessed.
Sounds fun, let's do it. Where are we headed? Earth?
Earth was the only place he'd ever been bowling. Did other species bowl? Who knows!
Luckily for Oberon, it didn't come off as creepy. Kaztor was a demon, a lot of things didn't really creep him out, especially when it came to someone looking at him. Maybe in the past, it would've freaked him out.
But when you have the infernal ruler as your guardian, that fear goes away after a while. Nothing would be scarier than the way Xinalith looked at him. Or Moon. Fuck, even Pax if Pax was scolding him.
Actually... Pax just might be scarier than them both.
And I'm sure it'll work out for you, too. Best of luck on your third attempt.
He wasn't too sure why Oberon was laughing, but he did giggle along anyway.
Yeah, Earth works! Come on, I'll get us there.
Swirling his wrist to make a portal, he motioned for Oberon to walk on through before following in after, the pair landing themselves just outside a large bowling alley. A bouncer would be outside, but they wouldn't give either of them a second glance, meaning they could head straight on through.
The first area was a large arcade, a bunch of your generic arcade machines available. There were even a wide selection of claw machines, filled with either electronics, gift cards, or little plushies. You then had an area for playing pool, which some humans were already playing at with bottles of beer or cider nearby, as well as a few cocktails.
But what they came for would be at the back, rows of bowling lanes with RGB lights running throughout them. Popular music for Earth would be playing, and just nearby would be a bored, young man by a till.
How many games do you want to do? One, then we look around the arcade? Or do you want to do two?
Wow! Three times this week he'd been to Earth. Four if you count last week's Australia trip. And only one of those times was with Io. From depressed moth to social butterfly. You go, Obie!
His eyes scanned the arcade. So much to see and do! He'd never played pool before but he'd seen Io hustle a few guys at it. It looked fun.
Over at the lanes the sounds of pins dropping echoed all around, while the smell of old bowling shoes caused his nose to crinkle a bit.
Let's do one and then hit the arcade. Gotta see what kind of gamer you really are.
Giggling, he nodded his head and made his way over to the guy at the till point, who looked over at the pair with boredom in his eyes.
"Hey. What can I help you with?"
Hi! A round of bowling for two people, please.
"'kay. Names? Want barriers up?"
Kaztor and Oberon. And no thanks!
The guy just stared at them with a weird look. What... weird fucking names, but whatever. He didn't get paid enough for this. Tapping away at the screen, he sighed.
"That'll be £15."
Whilst Oberon did say it was his treat... Kaztor ended up paying for it anyway, tapping his phone on the card machine as it went through.
"Cool. Lane 2's open for you. If you want food or drink, you can order with the QR code, someone will come over... blah blah."
Poor guy. Still, with a smile and a nod, off they went!
The poor man. Not nearly enough pay to be concerned with the oddly named freaks.
Oberon gave Kaztor a look that said "I was supposed to get that" and resolved to make up for it later on. Between Kalaren and Kaztor he'd been treated far too much for his comfort.
In the lane, he slipped into his shoes- hideous, but in a funky retro way. And scanned the QR code for some pretzel bites and spicy mustard.
What do you want?
He showed Kaz the options while sizing up the bowling balls. Of course he'd pick a fiery orange one. Don't read into it.
As for Kaztor, he wasn't going to wear the shoes. Oh, fuck that. Other people's feet had been in them. So, he stuck to wearing his converse. It's not like the staff here cared anyway.
Looking over at the menu, he hummed before letting out an 'ooh'.
I'll go for some nachos. Oh, and a fanta! Just orange flavour.
Of course. A fanta.
Kaz just opted for a purple ball. No reason at all, unlike Oberon's gayass. Grinning at the mothman, he took his first turn and managed to hit 9 pins down! Good shot for his first go!
Onto his second turn for the first round, he went for it annnndd.... damn, gutter. Welp. At least he got 9 so far!
Slipping his hands into his pockets, he made his way back to Oberon before gesturing to it.
And the floor is yours.
He giggled, before giving him some space so Oberon can take his turn.
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Tired eyes searched Kaztor for a moment. From the demon's perspective, that cold, pupil-less gaze probably came off a little creepy. In reality he was just taking in the words, gleaning what he could, and admiring Kaztor's attitude about the whole thing.
I'm glad it all worked out.
He gave him a smile. Those silver orbs looking a little less spooky with the warm expression.
In the next moment he'd burst out laughing. Of all the things in the big, wide universe Kaztor could have suggested, bowling is not what he would've guessed.
Sounds fun, let's do it. Where are we headed? Earth?
Earth was the only place he'd ever been bowling. Did other species bowl? Who knows!
Luckily for Oberon, it didn't come off as creepy. Kaztor was a demon, a lot of things didn't really creep him out, especially when it came to someone looking at him. Maybe in the past, it would've freaked him out.
But when you have the infernal ruler as your guardian, that fear goes away after a while. Nothing would be scarier than the way Xinalith looked at him. Or Moon. Fuck, even Pax if Pax was scolding him.
Actually... Pax just might be scarier than them both.
And I'm sure it'll work out for you, too. Best of luck on your third attempt.
He wasn't too sure why Oberon was laughing, but he did giggle along anyway.
Yeah, Earth works! Come on, I'll get us there.
Swirling his wrist to make a portal, he motioned for Oberon to walk on through before following in after, the pair landing themselves just outside a large bowling alley. A bouncer would be outside, but they wouldn't give either of them a second glance, meaning they could head straight on through.
The first area was a large arcade, a bunch of your generic arcade machines available. There were even a wide selection of claw machines, filled with either electronics, gift cards, or little plushies. You then had an area for playing pool, which some humans were already playing at with bottles of beer or cider nearby, as well as a few cocktails.
But what they came for would be at the back, rows of bowling lanes with RGB lights running throughout them. Popular music for Earth would be playing, and just nearby would be a bored, young man by a till.
How many games do you want to do? One, then we look around the arcade? Or do you want to do two?
Wow! Three times this week he'd been to Earth. Four if you count last week's Australia trip. And only one of those times was with Io. From depressed moth to social butterfly. You go, Obie!
His eyes scanned the arcade. So much to see and do! He'd never played pool before but he'd seen Io hustle a few guys at it. It looked fun.
Over at the lanes the sounds of pins dropping echoed all around, while the smell of old bowling shoes caused his nose to crinkle a bit.
Let's do one and then hit the arcade. Gotta see what kind of gamer you really are.
Giggling, he nodded his head and made his way over to the guy at the till point, who looked over at the pair with boredom in his eyes.
"Hey. What can I help you with?"
Hi! A round of bowling for two people, please.
"'kay. Names? Want barriers up?"
Kaztor and Oberon. And no thanks!
The guy just stared at them with a weird look. What... weird fucking names, but whatever. He didn't get paid enough for this. Tapping away at the screen, he sighed.
"That'll be £15."
Whilst Oberon did say it was his treat... Kaztor ended up paying for it anyway, tapping his phone on the card machine as it went through.
"Cool. Lane 2's open for you. If you want food or drink, you can order with the QR code, someone will come over... blah blah."
Poor guy. Still, with a smile and a nod, off they went!
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Tired eyes searched Kaztor for a moment. From the demon's perspective, that cold, pupil-less gaze probably came off a little creepy. In reality he was just taking in the words, gleaning what he could, and admiring Kaztor's attitude about the whole thing.
I'm glad it all worked out.
He gave him a smile. Those silver orbs looking a little less spooky with the warm expression.
In the next moment he'd burst out laughing. Of all the things in the big, wide universe Kaztor could have suggested, bowling is not what he would've guessed.
Sounds fun, let's do it. Where are we headed? Earth?
Earth was the only place he'd ever been bowling. Did other species bowl? Who knows!
Luckily for Oberon, it didn't come off as creepy. Kaztor was a demon, a lot of things didn't really creep him out, especially when it came to someone looking at him. Maybe in the past, it would've freaked him out.
But when you have the infernal ruler as your guardian, that fear goes away after a while. Nothing would be scarier than the way Xinalith looked at him. Or Moon. Fuck, even Pax if Pax was scolding him.
Actually... Pax just might be scarier than them both.
And I'm sure it'll work out for you, too. Best of luck on your third attempt.
He wasn't too sure why Oberon was laughing, but he did giggle along anyway.
Yeah, Earth works! Come on, I'll get us there.
Swirling his wrist to make a portal, he motioned for Oberon to walk on through before following in after, the pair landing themselves just outside a large bowling alley. A bouncer would be outside, but they wouldn't give either of them a second glance, meaning they could head straight on through.
The first area was a large arcade, a bunch of your generic arcade machines available. There were even a wide selection of claw machines, filled with either electronics, gift cards, or little plushies. You then had an area for playing pool, which some humans were already playing at with bottles of beer or cider nearby, as well as a few cocktails.
But what they came for would be at the back, rows of bowling lanes with RGB lights running throughout them. Popular music for Earth would be playing, and just nearby would be a bored, young man by a till.
How many games do you want to do? One, then we look around the arcade? Or do you want to do two?
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Oberon shook his head, serious. Another goose feather coming loose.
No. You do.
Even if it's not magical ability per se, you knew enough of what was needed to pass. Something tells me people don't just get through on sheer dumb luck- even if that is a factor.
Give yourself some credit.
He laughed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Otherwise I'm working with worse odds than I realized.
When asked what he was thinking he shook his head again.
It's your party. You decide.
Unless you want me to break out the wheel.
He teased. Yes, there was a wheel for when Io was being indecisive. No, this is not a reflection of admin's inability to make choices under pressure. Really. I swear!
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
Pranks aside, it was clear Kal hadn't said anything to Kaztor on Oberon's end. The moth chuckled a bit.
No kidding. I nearly puked last round just from nerves. Though I don't think that would do anything for my chances of getting in.
You must really know your stuff.
He meant it in a way that was more than just magic. There was an element beyond that that he hadn't been able to grasp. Something deeper that Moon was looking for and whatever it was, Kaztor had found it. That was big.
Novice.
I told Karen we should all celebrate as classmates once we pass. Though I don't see why we can't start now for your sake.
No, I don't think so. So many people were out just from stumbling or falling out of line. Outright puking? Definitely not.
Humming, Kaztor shook his head.
No. I don't really.
Because he didn't. But he had the determination and willingness to learn.
We should definitely all celebrate once you and Kal pass your exams! That sounds like fun! Hopefully we do all end up being in the same class. It'll make meeting new friends way easier, and make uni better if there were familiar faces. Sure, I see Pax and Moon a lot, but... I see them aaalll the time.
But I'm down to do something! I was just heading to the marketplace to stock up on energy drinks. But I can do that anytime. Where were you thinking?
Would you look at that? Kaztor was out and about in the realm once more! His mission today? More energy drinks.
He ran out of them after a long session of some new game he had been playing. Fucking loser. Can you believe this guy isn't a virgin?
Still, as he was making his way, he paused when he recognised soom wings. Dusty... dark hair... oh, that was-
Hey, Oberon! Long time no see!
He giggled, walking on over as he lowered his headphones to hang them around his neck.
How have you been?
Hearing his name, Oberon turned, a bit of a dazed look on his face. He hadn't slept, thinking too much about his current dilemma. His room looked like a detective’s- notes, photos, and half-formed ideas all interconnected with thread as the little moth slowly descended into madness.
What's more? He'd had to fight the goose on his way here. Feathers stuck from his hair at odd angles. Bags- worse than usual- darkened the space beneath his eyes. He was wandering aimlessly.
Oh. Hey!
A little smile as he recognized the demon. Though his eye was twitching slightly.
Been a minute.
I'm... alive.
He pulled a feather from his hair and let it fall to the ground.
Congratulations, by the way. Kalaren told me the good news!
Yeah... 'prank'. Kalaren wasn't very good at pranks. He would do things like that to Kaztor a lot. Sometimes, he thinks that giving him a different flavour of fanta as opposed to the standard orange flavour is also a prank, and he giggles about it.
Though there are some occasions where he surprises even Kaztor with a decent prank! Just, uh, not often. They always have his name written all over it.
A long 'ahh' fell before he giggled, rubbing the side of his neck as a faint blush from the praise appeared. Also a bit sheepish himself.
Thanks, it was hard. I've applied for the novice level, but even I was shitting myself for it.
Hey, I wouldn't worry about that. You've got this! What level are you signing up for?
