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@ofthychaos
he thinks hes soooooo cool (he is)
BATMAN.
❝ I was hoping to COOPERATE, actually. I know better than to loop you in with the ARKHAM crew. ❞ @ofthychaos / sc !
“oh, i hope so, batman.” there’s a twitch to his features, a barely passed uptick of his upper lip; the beginnings of a reasonably contemplative sneer. wouldn’t that be a show, and for a moment klarion absolutely wonders what ins and outs arkham held beneath its stoney facade. would it hold him? ---- as his attention drifts to the middle distance over the bat’s shoulders, he muses that the possibility of it was quite high, all considering that devil woman's involvement and just the thought of one amanda waller leaves a rather bitter taste in his mouth. so, fingers thread into the silken orange plush of teekl’s fur, and that smile quirks just a little too sharply on the inhuman side. ---- oh, just the idea of getting his claws into that woman ignited a primal sense of joviality in him. eyes alighting in the cold red of brimstone he hums.
“sounds interesting all in all, so---” there’s no change in him as he reaches out, glamour-pale finders outstretched in his direction. a means of an agreement between gentlemen and witches. “consider it a struct deal, i’ll help. for now.”
DANG IT!!!
bouns
Klarion # 3
well well well :^)
random asks / @roikhoi
something UGLY curls his maw. crown listing ever so slowly backwards at the call of her voice until he’s just able to make out the jaded green of her garb. the ANNOYANCE littered across her sharp features. shame, and here he’d thought she’d at least find SOME AMUSEMENT at being tethered to one of gotham’s former birds.
even now, he can see the delicate, interwoven strands of their shared soul waver. the azure TREMBLING as it takes damage. “ooh, i bet you felt that one, huh?” a SNEER has warped his garish mug, what was once human slipping into something born of BRIMSTONE and malintent. a demon’s visage. it clings to his glamour for but a fraction before settling back into something impassive. —- bored — INDIFFERENT.
a hand lifts, palm up, and he shrugs. “i hope you’re not here with the impression that i’d lift that curse.”
“impress me, was that what you’ve been trying to do all this time?” a SMIRK streaks across the witchboy’s features. the arch of his chin brushing over the escrima stick’s polished line. & when the weight lessons, klarion PRESSES foward. following the retreating weapon with a hint of brimstone awakening within the onyx of his eyes. / wicked mischief coursing through his veins. “but ---- why indeed. it’s almost as if i were distracting you!” painted nails clip into the baton, sinking into the grooves as he trails a finger down its girth. ----- if only he had taken a moment & used his head, he would have realized that his anchor was nowhere in sight.
@nightitan , this.
TEEKL + OUTSIDERS. the demon does not particularly like nor care for others. in fact she is quick to distrust when it comes to anyone besides that of her master. her main job is to keep klarion level & sure-footed in his trek into chaos. she provides him with intel & surveillance as well as keeping him from taking any form of harm. she’s not above soul-gazing into another affronting being to get a bead on their true intentions & if deemed unworthy or that of a threat she DISPOSES of them by borrowing klarion’s power.
the list of people teekl approves of is incredibly small. consisting of stephanie brown ( from her genuine & peculiar friendship with the witchboy ) , timothy drake ( solely because the kid had lent a hand in aiding her when she had been separated from her master ) & by extension: iris bellaire ( @bewitchedluck , by the mere fact that her father had sold her soul to the chaos lord well before her birth ).
“now that’s a face ----- “ the very air between them CRACKLES with his energy --- the magic dissipating with a few lingering licks of waning red. a wicked smile morphing the edges of his maw. “what’s wrong --- not what you were expecting?”
@shemartian , SC .
“this is growing rather tedious, don’t you think?” a pitiful game of cat & mouse. ----- a hero pressing his luck against a bit of HARMLESS fun. klarion rolls his shoulders in a shrug & quirks his lips unamusedly. “why don’t you just run off and leave me to my biddings.”
@kidfaded , SC .
“well, aren’t you the spitting image of one, pre-humanized superboy.” lips crack & teeth gleam against the failing light of day. klarion leans back, comfortable & calculating. “hows the whole ‘rage’ thing going for you?”
@exilcdprince , SC .
bristled FUZZ brushes up against the female’s legs as teekl makes another slow pass. evaluating chesire’s dwindling progress. ‹ this one smells deceit & betrayal. › klarion shifts upon his perch, head cocked to the side as his gaze narrows upon his familar. “hush teekl ----- and let her work. though ---- it would be much faster if you just let me materialize us inside already.”
@roikhoi , bc i heart tessa.
me @ me , learn english u heathen.
"YOU DARE -------- ?!” cryptic hellfire doused in magic lashes out at the rodent / peeling the bark off his petty branches. klarion snarls, flingers twitching & curling as they accept the power that sparks within his palms / ready to cleave the bat in twain. “-----what sort of HERO strikes a boy? where. are. your. manners?” & just like that, klarion reaches out. manifesting one large energized demonic arm, with razor sharp claws aimed & ready to sink into the vigilante's core.
@instillingfear , this.
turns him into a tree.
❝ NOT THIS TIME, witchboy. ❞ a root whips itself out of the ground, aiming straight up. @ofthychaos
‹ we have company. ›
ebony crown tilts at the call of his familiar’s voice, & eyes of dormant brimstone flash in muted interest. “why ---- if it isn’t the atlantean.” there’s a bit of CHEEK in the greeting. a spark of decaying amusement & soon enough klarion’s attention swivels away from the leaguer & back onto the craft playing out between his fingers.
“i doubt you’ve come to aid me ----- not that i’d ever accepted help from such a primitive mastery of the mystics. so , why don’t you do us both a favor and cut to the quick, hmm? ----- why are you here?”
@atlantislad , SC .
“Okay, so maybe I didn’t see that coming.”
SENTENCE STARTERS :: @ofthychaos
“ So after all these years of me TRYING to impress you && you running away through those little - “
Dick makes a spinning motion with a finger , eyes narrowing behind his mask .
“ Portal thingys - you’re FINALLY appreciating all the damn effort I’m putting in ?? “
He shifts slightly , baton pressing tighter against the shorter male’s throat . Then his eyes widen , GRIP lessoning just a little as something dawns on him .
“ Wait . Why AREN’T you … running away ?? “