Think Softly

I can hear you sitting there, reading this... The name's Cobra. You can call me that - and nothing else. I used to be one of the headers of Oración Seis, but not anymore. I can hear your thoughts, your soul - I know what you're going to do the second you decide on doing it. ((Indie RP account for both pre-skip and post-skip Cobra from Fairy Tail. MULTI-SHIP (kinda).))

[stylishcook]

“alright then.” She returned with a pitcher of water and poured it for him. “So stranger, whats your name?” She cocked her head slightly and pushed a bit of hair out of her face, looking thoughtfully at him. “And how long have you been in town?”

[poisondragonslayer]

With a mouthful of rosemary roll he looked back up at her, somewhat sheepishly, his pointed ears shifting down awkwardly. Cobra finished chewing and answered her: “Just today. Only came into the town to pick something up, so I’m just passing through.”

[poisondragonslayer]

Do you take curious anons?

//Yes, curious anons are accepted! Though, be warned: Cobra-muse is a snippy one.

What do you mean I’m “snippy”?!

[stylishcook]

“Well, that’s what everyone says.” She laughed. “I must have a string of good luck on my side however, it hasn’t bitten me in my rear yet!” She patted her rump and then pointed at a table he could perch at. She went to the kitchen and returned shortly with a tray in hand. A large bowl of beef stew, fat with turnips, garlic and rosemary; chunks of seared beef and a bowl of cheesey rolls dusted with sage and warm from the oven. “Want some cider or tea to wash it down with?” 

She didn’t blink twice at him knowing her name, there wasn’t much magic couldn’t do in this world. She had a few tricks up her sleeves herself after all. 

[poisondragonslayer]

With not another word, he quietly took the seat she had gestured at. Dolce clanged around in the kitchen for a moment, returning with a tray of hot stew and fresh buns. It was probably the best-looking grub he’d seen since before he’d gone to prison, and he was slightly ashamed of the dumb smile that curved his thick lips when he saw it placed down in front of him.

“Uh,” he swallowed, his throat suddenly dry. “Water’s fine.”

[stylishcook]

“Well, my normal dishwasher is out on maternity leave.” Dolce hummed a bit. “If you want to take over that job you can. it would save me a great deal of time, everyone’s been pitching in when they can; but if you stay on for a while it would be pretty handy.” She flashed him another smile. “You can get started after you eat. Sound good?” 

[poisondragonslayer]

“Yeah, sure,” Cobra agreed, stepping inside. It was an interesting little place; a little too brightly colored for his tastes, but he didn’t have room to judge all that much these days. He could hear that the kind woman’s name was Dolce. “Awfully trusting of a complete stranger, Dolce.”

[greenalicornofbluepegasus-blog]

GILDED BULLETS | GreenAlicornofBluePegasus Indie Fairy Tail OC blog Erich R. Deedmore of Blue Pegasus Guild Requip + Gun Mage, S-class

Years of rp experience

Mun is 18+

AU/Alt Verse upon request

OC Friendly!

[poisondragonslayer]

//Please follow my new rp blog! He’s an FT OC from the Blue Pegasus guild; Erich is a very grandiose gunslinger. c;

[poisondragonslayer]

Oh, the weather was getting cold out. He pulled his coat tight around his bony frame, shivering as a gust of wind sent shivers down the back of his neck. He was cold. He didn’t like cold. But he also couldn’t remember where the old safehouse was; it would probably be coated in dust and chilly, but there was a woodstove… that was, unless those jackasses from the Council had raided all of Oracion Seis’s old assets.

He briefly paused in his stroll, pretending to glance in the window of a small bakery.

Cobra lightly smirked. “Yeah, right,” he muttered to himself. Like the Council was that competent.

[stylishcook]

“Would you like to come in?” Dolce smiled gently at the male. Many would say her charitable nature would get her in trouble one day, but the young female just couldn’t help but stick her nose and neck out for those that might need it. 

“Some soup and buns on the house if your low on cash.” She tipped the door open a bit wider, letting the smell of cooking foods flood out into the street. 

[poisondragonslayer]

Cobra paused, his pointed ears perking slightly. The woman held no sign of any ill intent, but Cobra’s shoulders held stiff wariness about him.

“I don’t take well to handouts,” he stated plainly. He disliked simply being given food; whether it was from his upbringing or it was something drilled into him - nothing should ever simply be seen as free.

His chin tilted up, sighing. “But screw it. I’m between jobs.” Illegal jobs, but jobs. “If you got some work in exchange for it, I’ll take you up on that offer.”

[poisondragonslayer]

Oh, the weather was getting cold out. He pulled his coat tight around his bony frame, shivering as a gust of wind sent shivers down the back of his neck. He was cold. He didn’t like cold. But he also couldn’t remember where the old safehouse was; it would probably be coated in dust and chilly, but there was a woodstove... that was, unless those jackasses from the Council had raided all of Oracion Seis’s old assets.

He briefly paused in his stroll, pretending to glance in the window of a small bakery.

Cobra lightly smirked. “Yeah, right,” he muttered to himself. Like the Council was that competent.

[poisondragonslayer]

“I heard you were going to make a comeback.”

[waddleslikeaduck]

“Yeah, and my first order of buisness is going to kick your candyass up and down the block.  Y’know… for old times sake, Uhihihihihihihi!”

[poisondragonslayer]

“Like you could land a hit on me.”

[cobrakiin]

“I’m like 75% this won’t explode on us.”“You need to stop leaving dead bodies in my kitchen.”“I understand the whole sleep talking thing but what I don’t understand is the princess dragon dream and why I’m in it.” Those three go perfectly with Zancrow and Cobra

Adventures of Cobro and Zanbro? I can dig it. >:D

“I’m like 75% this won’t explode on us,” Zancrow states proudly, before Cobra takes a few very large steps away.

“You need to stop leaving dead bodies in my kitchen,” Rustyrose scolds them both, offended that his artsy fancy cake-making time has been interrupted by rowdy slayers trotting around with their kills.

“I understand the whole sleep talking thing but what I don’t understand is the princess dragon dream and why I’m in it.” Zancrow never answers Cobra on this one.

BUT ALSO

After a busy week of Balaam Oracion-Grimoire-Tartaros bullshit: “That is the tenth demon summoning this week holy shit.”

Zancrow is caught raiding Cobra’s poison/food supplies. “Why exactly do you need chloroform at 2AM?”

“Who wouldn’t be angry you ate all of my cereal and faked your death for three years!” Cobra accuses Zanbro.

[poisondragonslayer]

Man I miss your posts

//I miss my posts, too, anon. And I don’t mean that in a weird, selfish way. I just don’t have a lot of energy for rping like I used to, plus a lot of the people I rped with have long since moved on. And the FT rp waters these days are rocky. :s

[poisondragonslayer]

How are you!? :)

“I’m doing okay. It’s kinda cold out.”

[poisondragonslayer]

Made this from https://itunes.apple.com/gb/app/supermii-making-own-comic/id931181673?mt=8

//Aw, thanks! It’s nice coming back to this stuff!

[poisondragonslayer]

“I just realized that someone’s really late for our movie date.”

[poisondragonslayer]

Snakes?

“Snakes.”

[poisondragonslayer]

This is a question for the mod/mun. Which Cobra do you prefer, older, nirvana, or kid? :D

... Wait, a question for me??????

????????

But all in all... All. All the Cobra.

Though I have a weakness for kid!Cobra. Look at that adorable happy cutie aaaaaaa wanna scoop him up and protect him from all the bad things to come

[poisondragonslayer]

What's your favorite kind of poison to eat?

“I’m able to eat all kinds of poisonous things, but you want to know my favorite?”

“Guess I’m partial to natural poisons, like animal venom or poisonous mushrooms. They just taste better. I can down toxic chemicals if I really need to, but people start thinking weird shit when they see someone chugging a bottle of bleach.”

He folded his arms over his chest. “As for my all-out favorite... My name’s Cobra. Do the math, anon.”

[poisondragonslayer]

Is your kiss poisonous? D:

"If I’m flustered…"

"… but let’s just say it doesn’t happen often."