( rhythm of the evening. )

[serpentish]

lads.

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🔮 - what happened the day before dema got the invited to lord fasmir's party?

          it’s a flooded view of a dim light creeping slowly along stone walkway.  parts of the city are cascaded in light whereas others are still dark as midnight, but it is dawn and people are slowly beginning to fill the streets.  she’s gotten no sleep yet, but it doesn’t manage to disrupt her as fingertip idly taps against the top of a coin sat upon the splintery top of a barrel and slides it to the side.  one, two - something shiny, but useless, is moved in a different direction.  the hood conceals her identity, but the piece of fabric used as a partial face mask has been pulled to rest below her chin.  dema counts silently to herself, however her expression seems to change with the sound of one last piece of silver being grouped in with the rest.  

          voice is a whisper , a quiet and low curse filled with aggravated emotion slipping out into the silence of the alley.  she collects her things, puts away the bit of currency from its counting place, and the sound of hollow pocket being filled with a handful of silver is masked by another incoherent mumble.  dema turns to the wall beside her where there seems to be things etched into the wall while hand reaches for the dagger at her side.  a gentle flick of wrist adds another nick in the stone, and she turns to walk away.

          the memory fades there, as if incomplete.

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[serpentish]

dema has a new theme yeehaw

[serpentish]

dema loves her friends so fucking much :/

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[bryborg]

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don’t flirt with me!! …….. i’m delicate and foolish

[serpentish]

thcgunslingcr‌:

“ … then you are ”

         its more for himself at this point, he leans back against the railing with another, slow draw from his pipe. the tail snakes out to the side, and flicks – he keeps his eyes on her in the dim light, his pupils… shifting. flickering? his brow knits in concentration. 

         “ didn’t mean nothin’ by it ” he drawls, exasperated but only in the way that this kind of reaction is one he’s all too familiar with – he’s not an easy man to converse with, and now he’s trying to lead the conversation by its nose into something else he wants and needs. “ folks who get around see a lot of faces is all. i’d be no exception to the rule ”

          dema knows better by now than to believe her instinct that everyone who comes across them is bad.  she learned it a while back, actually, and still there’s forever that soft feeling at the pit of her stomach that urges her to tuck tail and run away again.  as usual ; nothing changes.

          “ it’s fine, ” head shakes to sift through the reactions inside her head.  all outcomes are the same, but the route in which she remains takes a different path.  “ what’s your name ? ”

[serpentish]

celestieu‌:

               what a squeal that erupts !! madeline is such an excitable little thing, and she quickly pulls her hands up to muffle over her mouth, a vain attempt to avoid catching up any unwanted attention. a pause, a breath. “ we were worried you would not go. i think friend ravoyax was the closest in, uhm, believing you may go through with it. “ 

                    it’s a half - attempt to cover up the fact that they’d all placed bets on whether or not the gorgon’s kin would even make it to the room. rav still owes her two gold back, because even his guess wasn’t entirely correct and she’d hastily paid prematurely. but she doesn’t think she’ll bother him for it, too wrapped up in the gift he left behind. “ i am very excited for you. so, are both official now? you know, like dating - dating? “

          she knows a bet when she senses one, but dema can’t be upset about it because if she’d known, she surely would’ve laid some money on the line, too.  and yet, now, there’s something definitely different about her ; she’s walking a bit taller, presenting herself as something more than a selectively mute woman who keeps to herself and never strays from the shadows.  this is the longest she’s kept a smile on her face in a long time.

          her half-glance towards maddie pulls lips into more of a smirk as brows raise, and she urges herself to keep that confidence but the things she wants to say are played off and instead turned to a shrug.  “ i... dunno, actually.  i hope so ?  i mean, it would be... weird if we weren’t.  right ? ”

[deathwalksamongarchive]

god of war (2018) starters

❝  long way from home, aren’t you?  ❞ ❝  why do you even care? you could have just walked away.  ❞ ❝  i almost feel bad for you.  ❞ ❝  i can tell you a thing or two about family matters.  ❞      ❝  lucky for you, my schedule’s wide open.  ❞ ❝  they’re gonna be sorry they picked this fight.  ❞ ❝  i heard you. it’s not up for discussion.  ❞ ❝  i will rain down agony, every possible violation, upon you.  ❞ ❝  um, alright…that hurt a little.  ❞ ❝  you think you understand, but you don’t.  ❞ ❝  didn’t you hear that? voices. it felt…evil.  ❞ ❝  you do not want this fight.  ❞ ❝  truth is more important than kindness.  ❞ ❝  i know every corner of these lands, every language spoken, every war waged, every deal struck.  ❞ ❝  it should have been you. you hear me? you. not her.  ❞ ❝  only use this as a last resort.  ❞ ❝  deny it all you want, but you saved me.  ❞ ❝  you don’t want me and you never will.  ❞ ❝  they do not stop us, so they do not concern us.  ❞ ❝  only time you talk to me is when you need something.  ❞ ❝  that doesn’t mean you should lie to your friends or family.  ❞ ❝  will i see you again?  ❞ ❝  don’t leave me alone ever again.  ❞      ❝  you see in the eyes of a child.  ❞ ❝  i know you hate gods but you really can’t stay away from them, can you?  ❞ ❝  you are in your head. let it go.  ❞ ❝  it is wise to be discreet.  ❞ ❝  you are right…i do not believe you.  ❞ ❝  the power of any weapon comes from your heart…but only when tempered by your head.  ❞ ❝  wow, you’re so stupid. that your father’s doing? or your mother’s?  ❞ ❝  will we see people on the road? friendly? will they try to rob us?  ❞ ❝  smells like rotting eggs. is it still good?  ❞ ❝  you’ve only killed those deserving, right?  ❞ ❝  you’re sounding more like your father by the minute.  ❞ ❝  that thing was trying to kill us. it’s not like you don’t get angry in a fight.  ❞ ❝  leave. my. home.  ❞ ❝  you killed against my wishes.  ❞ ❝  it’s all you talk about, over and over. do something about it or shut up.  ❞ ❝  behind you, watch out!  ❞ ❝  don’t know, don’t care.  ❞ ❝  this used to be a challenge.  ❞ ❝  this place feels like a prison.  ❞ ❝  it feels like something is waiting for us down here.  ❞ ❝  don’t be sorry. be better.  ❞ ❝  kill for survival, not for indulgence.  ❞ ❝  can’t believe you’ve lasted this long.  ❞ ❝  in war, a soldier sees beauty in the blood of his enemy.  ❞ ❝  the winds of fate have given us a strange coincidence.  ❞ ❝  close your heart to their desperation. close your heart to their suffering.  ❞ ❝  you’ve had to kill people before, haven’t you? you’re used to it.  ❞ ❝  why do you say nothing?  ❞ ❝  you’ve seen it with your own eyes. you can’t hurt me. nothing can.  ❞ ❝  anger can be a weapon if you control it.  ❞ ❝  whatever it is you seek, i do not have it. you should move on.  ❞ ❝  when they find you - and they will - they’ll make things difficult.  ❞ ❝  there is one unavoidable truth you will never escape: you cannot change.  ❞ ❝  only time you talk to me is when you need something.  ❞ ❝  we do what me must to survive.  ❞ ❝  follow down this path and head for daylight.  ❞ ❝  heh. thought you’d be bigger.  ❞ ❝  you have a knack for ominous statemants.  ❞ ❝  just tell me what i want to know! no need for this to get bloody.  ❞ ❝  we all gotta take responsibility sometime, huh?  ❞ ❝  that was a waste of a perfectly good apple.  ❞ ❝  you think i’m weak, because i’m not like you.  ❞ ❝  but…you told me never to go down there.  ❞ ❝  you know, i really hoped i’d never see this place again.  ❞ ❝  until our journey is over, one of us must remain focused.   ❞ ❝  you must be better than me. understand?  ❞ ❝  did something change? the forest feels different now.  ❞ ❝  with power comes a big choice. you serve yourself or you serve others.  ❞ ❝  do not mistake my silence for lack of grief.  ❞ ❝  we are not men. we are more than that.  ❞ ❝  i know i was never what you wanted.  ❞ ❝  mourn how you wish. leave me to my own.  ❞ ❝  hurry! i’m slipping.  ❞ ❝  do not allow yourself to feel for them. they do not feel for you.  ❞ ❝  do not concern yourself with what might be. focus on what is.  ❞ ❝  we do as we please. no excuses.  ❞ ❝  your father can kill. are you going to be able to do that?  ❞ ❝  accuracy over speed.  ❞ ❝  you left me here. again. why don’t you care?  ❞ ❝  what, you want a hug?  ❞ ❝  finish what you started.  ❞ ❝  you know, for someone so strong, you worry a lot.  ❞ ❝  you are hunting deer - not chasing it.  ❞ ❝  i don’t know you and you don’t know me… don’t seem to want to.  ❞ ❝  killing animals i get. they’re food. but people… they’re just trying to survive too.  ❞ ❝  do you hear that? it sounds like someone screaming.  ❞ ❝  i’m going to cut off your head now.  ❞ ❝  it’s…it’s still alive.  ❞ ❝  we are here because of you. never forget that.  ❞ ❝  do not speak again.  ❞ ❝  your anger…you can get lost in it.  ❞ ❝  you don’t have to be the smartest man in the world to see that.  ❞ ❝  we’ve come so far. there has to be a way.  ❞ ❝  don’t you see? they never gave up hope. and neither should we.  ❞ ❝  you can change your path. it’s not too late.  ❞ ❝  i’ve been to many strange places… but this is a new one.  ❞ ❝  oh, cut it out, princess. you’re gonna get me all weepy.  ❞ ❝  you are too quick to temper. you a rash, insubordinate and out of control.  ❞ ❝  the path ahead is difficult and you are not ready.  ❞ ❝  you are not ready - stay back.  ❞ ❝  think i’m afraid of you?! you’re nothing to me.  ❞ ❝  stay by me. touch nothing.  ❞ ❝  you were gone for so long i thought that you…  ❞      ❝  you will always be a monster.  ❞ ❝  look at me! look at me!  ❞ ❝  you are going to have to kill me for that to happen.  ❞ ❝  can you kill something that big?  ❞ ❝  on our journey we will be attacked by all manner of creature.  ❞ ❝  so we’re gonna go toward the creepy singing?  ❞ ❝  why are there two beds in there?  ❞ ❝  slow down. your haste will cost us.  ❞ ❝  i warned you. you would not listen.  ❞ ❝  no, wait…i’m not giving up. i just…have to catch my breath.  ❞ ❝  well, this is it. it’s been an honor.  ❞ ❝  you left me alone to fight.  ❞ ❝  are you the last of your family too?  ❞ ❝  my mother made it for me.  ❞ ❝  fight until we stop or we are dead.  ❞ ❝  the last in his realm of all this kind and you shoot him.  ❞ ❝  come. no looking back now.  ❞ ❝  you’re more concerned with their safety than our goal.  ❞ ❝  i don’t think we’re supposed to be in here.  ❞    ❝  i’m…sorry for your loss.  ❞ ❝  i hoped that’d you, out of all the people i’ve faced, would make me feel something.  ❞ ❝  slow and old. you should never have come here.  ❞ ❝  that bow’s a little big for you, isn’t it?  ❞ ❝  earlier you said people might kill us. i’ll kill them if they try.  ❞ ❝  pain we endure. faulty weaponry we do not.  ❞ ❝  let me guess…you’re gonna be smug and say we shouldn’t have got involved.  ❞ ❝  no. you’ve been gone a long, long time!  ❞ ❝  if you try, i’ll try.  ❞ ❝  wow, uh…that was something, that fight.  ❞ ❝  you did not think it was important to tell me?  ❞ ❝  death suits you better.  ❞ ❝  is it dishonorable to grow old?  ❞ ❝  so unclean. so, so unclean.  ❞ ❝  you won’t stop me.  ❞ ❝  and i thought my family was fucked up.  ❞ ❝  i’m strong. i’m smart. i’m not what you think i am.  ❞ ❝  when i require your counsel, i will ask.  ❞ ❝  don’t you know when to give up?  ❞ ❝  listen to me. i can help.  ❞ ❝  you’ve taught me so much. let me teach you something.  ❞ ❝  okay. there are a few gaps in my knowledge.  ❞ ❝  the path you walk. vengeance. you will find no peace.  ❞ ❝  you know i love you. you just can be better. i know you can be.  ❞ ❝  let them go. take me instead.  ❞ ❝  i’ve never felt more alive.  ❞ ❝  no…you’re bleeding.  ❞ ❝  do you have any idea, any idea at all, what you have cost me?  ❞ ❝  i used to dream about getting eaten.  ❞ ❝  relax. do not think of it as an animal. it is simply a target.  ❞ ❝  try to find forgiveness, and we can start something new.  ❞ ❝  there is much about me i won’t have you know.  ❞ ❝  have you ever heard the term “tempting fate?”  ❞ ❝  your memory was a comfort in dark times.  ❞ ❝  she meant more to me than you anyway.  ❞ ❝  you are not yourself.  ❞ ❝  if seeing me dead will make things right, i won’t stop you.  ❞ ❝  i’d bow if i could, your majesty.  ❞ ❝  then we will go home. to give up this easily, so close to the start…  ❞ ❝  only fire when i tell you to fire.  ❞ ❝  not my blood.  ❞ ❝ nobody’s killed a dragon for hundreds of years.  ❞ ❝  are they dead…? oh! not dead! not dead!  ❞ ❝  a dangerous beast. we’ll take him down together.  ❞

[serpentish]

dema hates saying goodbye to anyone, especially those she deeply cares for, because she has a fear that saying goodbye could mean never seeing someone again (:

[serpentish]

thcgunslingcr‌:

“ i ain’t sayin’ i’d’ve tripped ”

yeah, he can do this person thing well enough. screw the angel, at least in this sense – he can manage on his own, and here he was worried about setting off on his own for this guy. but now he’s got a sidelong glance, now he’s taking a parsing glance through the dark. 

the itch for progress gets stronger.

“ then you’re a traveled sort? seems they’re the only kinda people stickin’ together these days. them and robbers ”

          “ we go by adventurers, ” dema says almost before he can get that last word out.  she’s taken a liking to the title of something else besides worthless thief and heartless assassin since her work with a group began.

          but it’s enough to get a more action-driven reaction out of her.  body twists on the stairs, right leg being brought to rest where palms can sit atop knee.  head tilts, and the smallest bit of her face can be seen - what with the dimness of lantern hanging beside inn door.

          “ we’re just passin’ through, i do believe. ”

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ethicsperformed‌:

       WHAT COULD SHE SAY THAT COULD MAKE HER LESS DEFENSIVE? eugh, sounds like something some gross prowler at the edge of a bar would think. technically though, lucretia was not prowling the woman, just the information she had. steady gaze followed the papers as they were clenched in her palms.

       had to muffle a scoff under a palm when she was asked who she was with. it was a reasonable question, but given she hadn’t consistently stuck around anyone the last few months it was loaded. fingers traced the area before her ear before catching dark hair to push it back, thinking over the response. crowded bar, so reasonably being attacked in it wasn’t wise. she was tired also, && if a fight did break out she probably would just leave. finally, she spoke again. 

“ no, i’m not with anyone at the moment. bored wouldn’t necessarily encompass it. intrigued is another.” she sat across from her. getting information was a task on its own, she had not been the one in her team to speak. she supposes she should equip tact. “…  i think it’d be fair to mention as long as the contents aren’t, i don’t know, causing mass destruction, some bank robbery or location of the coffers of some old rich man doesn’t much concern me. just if it has to do with…” fingers drum the pads silently against the table. “… legends. artifacts.”

          much like a child waiting for an order to be taken at a table of adults, dema sits and watches with a look of patience and concern on her face.  she’s rehearsing what to say in her head while nails pick at edges of journal cover, but she’s found her mind wandering away in the midst of this woman’s explanation.  

          no one knows us but us, she thinks, her head slightly dipping off to the left with more of a tired weight than anything else.  absent minded.  deep in thought.  would she know anything ?  probably not.  no.

          reality takes her by the hand again in an instant, and orange glint of eyes catches the light upward in the other’s direction when she finally snaps back to herself.  dema shakes her head gently, and moves to put her journal away slowly.  “ just some family stuff is all.  nothin’ nobody else should really... be concerned with, i don’t think. ”

[serpentish]

thcgunslingcr‌:

“ or a fast track to it. there are people with worse eyesight ”

he takes a moment to stare at her back, specifically the back of her hood – a part of him swears up and down that he’d seen something move, but for the sake of privacy, he keeps his thoughts to himself, lest his mouth get him in trouble again. gods know he’s paid that price before. 

there is a small sound, the hiss of a match and the small lcik of flame that lights up his face before it fades, and the woody, earthy scent of smoke that drifts from him now, and a wisp of blue. hell, he even offers the pipe a little. “ you seem a might nervous. i ain’t mean nothin’ by it, i’ve just seen people get hurt with fellas my size trippin’ on ‘em ”

          she keeps telling herself that perhaps he’ll move on, but another part of her enjoys the company to rid the air of that eerie silence that lingered beforehand.  dema reaches to a pouch at her left side, digs fingertips in to pull out a berry before raising it to her mouth.  a small serpentine head snatches it from the shadows in a hurry, and retreats again within the blink of an eye.

          “ i would’a been fine.  probably would’a just... let you lay there, but i would’a been okay. ” her own words cause the quietest scoff of laughter, but it dies away just as fast as it appeared.  “ figured everybody should be asleep by now, but i guess i’m not the only one who doesn’t really got a set curfew. ”

[unfollowfriday]

if you ever feel stupid or weak or powerless, just remember that I, am not. And I am out there, very dangerous and I am looking for you. Good luck

[serpentish]

thcgunslingcr‌:

there is a muffled laugh, a product of unease and absent-minded observation as the man takes careful, silent steps down the stairs behind her – save for the click, click noise of the toes of his boots. he’s pulling off morn leather gloves, shoving them somewhere under the fabric gathered about his shoulders. 

       “ naw, i’ve got plenty of that. awful habit to have these days  he says, voice thick with a foreign, drawling accent. his dithering halts with a dawning realization that he’s started a conversation he’s not quite sure how to finish. “ you just, uh. have a real way of movin’ – i wouldn’t’ve known you were there if i hadn’t looked down ”

          gaze was averted back to the ground in front of her prior to his continuation, but still remains half-turned in his direction, expecting his form to appear beside her at any minute.  but it doesn’t, and there’s an obvious wave of relief that overcomes her as the tenseness in her shoulders slowly settles and falls.

          “ too bad then, huh ? ” spoken under her breath to hopefully muffle what’s mostly being said.  dema internally pushes herself at the snide comment directed to her own mentality.  “ better t’ not get stepped on, then, i guess. ”