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Back by unpopular demand.... Darius
Fuck(don't threaten him with a good time)
Marry(sweet...)
KILL(Good luck, mate)
Do you want to cure yourself from being a wereraven?
Theres an odd silence as he considers it.
"I don't think it would be right- it's been too long for me to remember how to be fully human, and it least in this way I can take care of those I care about."
"There may be a few inconveniences, but the curse is a part of who I am."
What that cloaca do tho??
"Well..."
"Fuck around and Find Out."
how big is that bird-dick tho?
"I don't think it's anything you want without a good amount of preparation- and even then, I'd still have to be very careful not to tear you apart."
"I'm a monster in more ways than one- but you're welcome to find out for yourself."
So... how many hatchlings do you think you've got scampering around out there?
He clicked his tongue against his teeth.
"None by blood. If I did, I would know- and they'd be close by. Something something instincts."
Can you make somebody else a wereraven like how werewolves do when they bite others? Would you do such a thing if so?
"I have not tried- and given that the 'wereraven' curse was supposed to turn me into a Greed Beast... I doubt it."
"If I could turn anyone, it would have to be a very specific set of circumstances for me to even consider."
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Darius hadn't been expecting a whole lot from tonight- wander around, maybe grab dinner and some pastries for tomorrow's breakfast, but all and all, it was a relatively calm night.
He wasn't expecting Insecta to run directly into him, and he certainly wasn't expecting her to have tears streaming down her face. "Hey hey, what's going on- are you hurt at all?" Darius began looking her over, holding her gently by the shoulders.
If someone had gone after her, there would be hell to pay- and he'd deliver it himself. But right now, he was trying to get a general idea of the situation and see what he could do to calm Insecta down.
🌕 ― a vivid memory.
Pain rippled through his body, starting from the Silver Hooks embedded into his shoulders and tearing through him in waves. He Might have been crying, screaming even, but all of that was lost as he focused on the slowly fading footsteps and the words that seemed to echo throughout the room.
"You can't possibly believe that I would stay with you, right? I have everything I could ever want here. You're just a hume infested with greed, who would serve me better as a pet."
Feathers burst from beneath his skin as bones began to crack and shift into an unfamiliar form.
The place where his former fiance has so gently held his cheek burned.
"I never loved you. You just happened to be a fun convenience until I got where I'm meant to be."
Rage gave forth to sharpened talons and a terrifying screech that echoed through the chamber, new and unused wings flaring in preparation to flee.
Ignoring the ever-tigtening collar around his neck and the discarded engagement ring on the ground, Darius dove off the throne room's balcony and took flight.