#interactions: eldrit

[vinculafidelis]

Eldrit couldn’t help the sigh of relief that had escaped her lips when she had been dropped off at Feldrurth’s door after work. The sand dragon was still reeling from changes at work and in the Gutters, however positive, so much adjusting and humaning was so difficult. And maybe no longer working for the demon Council was less intimidating because a pesky little (not so little) guard had been getting his entertainment out of pushing around and spooking a very easily spookable Eldrit. And while it wasn’t the worst fate, her nerves felt frayed, she didn’t want Bonnie to worry about her bruises and she just really wanted some quiet time with the redheaded dragon she was growing to adore. Ringing the doorbell, she waited timidly for the Elder, straightening her dress and her braid so nothing was out of place. @dragon-feldrurth​

[vinculafidelis]

Eldrit’s work days were perfectly outlined in 30 minute intervals, that’s how Imara liked them. And even when she wasn’t at work, the routine made days go by easier, crossing things off in the dragon’s little planner gave her a sense of accomplishment, of calm, of purpose in the empty void that was her new life. She liked early mornings when the Council chambers were empty and dark and she could be alone with the dusty books and get things ready for the meetings. She liked the tall ceilings and the marble floors and the way her heels echoed in the halls. With a little sigh, Eldrit took a last glance at her boss’ desk making sure everything was perfectly set up just as she liked it, obsessively straightening up and aligning pens and papers until it looked flawless and stepped back. 

She was ready to head back over to the demon offices, arms wrapped tightly around herself when in walked the one and only Dragon Councilwoman and Eldrit froze where she stood, head bowing down in submission. @dragon-feldrurth​

[vinculafidelis]

Eldrit couldn’t sit still. She kept pacing around her tiny cell, going over to peek over to the outside hall whenever she heard a noise or a female voice or something that could mean answers. Because it had been approximately fifty two hours and seventeen minutes since she had seen Mari and that was officially too long. Especially after hearing about her horrible punishment. Her friend could be badly hurt and in need of help or maybe had been taken away or moved to somewhere else and what if more hours passed? Eldrit was not good at dealing with this kind of uncertainty and drastic shifts in her routine. She kept fiddling with her piece of eggshell in her hands, hoping her young friend was okay. Finally, she perked up when she heard the unmistakeable timbre of Mariana’s voice and she rushed over to the door of the cell, waiting for it to open, almost vibrating where she stood.

@familiarxmariana​

[vinculafidelis]

Eldrit did not like parties. She never did and she doubted she ever would. In the past, she had been an attraction during them, whisked out of her enclosure, bound and chained to be gawked at and entertain strangers. There was none of that happening during the current one she was in but there were still too many people, too many noises and smells, too many things Eldrit did not understand. She had read about sins but the way people were getting entertained at the club was just not appealing to the sand dragon. Bonnie was appealing, though. She looked so beautiful and they had gotten to share candy and spend some time together. And Feldrurth, who had rented Eldrit and given her a beautiful dress and jewelry and let her be her companion for the night. It had been the utmost honor for the younger dragon, who was rendered speechless every time she looked at the stunning Elder. She had really meant it when she said Eldrit showed promise.

As she fiddled anxiously with the red bracelet around her wrist, the sand dragon looked up to see the redhead walking into the sloth room, where she was currently hiding in a dark corner. She looked... upset? Concerned, Eldrit approached her quietly and knelt next to her, with a little trill announcing her presence. Her eyes flashed golden like her scales in dragon form as she looked up at the Elder. “Feldrurth? Is something troubling you? Can I be of assistance?” @dragon-feldrurth​

[vinculafidelis]

It was very early in the morning and Eldrit was already sitting at her desk in the offices for the demon Council. She was never late because a), she didn’t want to get in trouble with Imara ever and b) she enjoyed these little moments in the day where she could just enjoy the peace and quiet and felt relatively safe. A fellow employee had introduced her to the wonders of tea and sugar packets and warm, oversweetened chamomile was as close to happiness the dragon had been in many, many years. Having already set up Imara’s workspace just how she liked it and organized her day down to the hour, Eldrit cradled her mug in her hands and went back to the book she was currently devouring, a worn out, dusty copy of Trains: A Complete History of Railroads. 

A little while later, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching and she put her bookmark in place and stood up, straightening her clothes and her ponytail, hands clasped behind her back. “Good morning, Your Grace.” She said politely, waiting to take the demon’s coat and await further instructions. @demon-imara​

[vinculafidelis]

Eldrit swallowed hard as she looked at herself in the mirror, straightening her dress with trembling hands for what felt like the billionth time. Not a hair could be out of place, nothing; even if she had been styled by the image of perfection herself, the Dragon Queen. There was no collar to tarnish her image yet she could feel its ghostly weight multiplied by a billion. This was it. Tonight she met Feldrurth’s mate and it didn’t take a genius to know how he felt about her. Eldrit worked in the Council, after all.

With a shuddering breath, she sought out Feldrurth’s bright blue eyes in the mirror and released a barely audible trill full of nerves and doubt. “It’s... It’s not too soon, right? I feel like you just told him. And we should respect his needs. I have it plenty easy in my cell compared to others... I just... I don’t...” Another squeak. @dragon-feldrurth​

[vinculafidelis]

It was bright and early in the morning and Eldrit was already at her new desk, at the Angel offices of the Council headquarters. As per usual, she was unnecessarily early, but anything was better than being late. Especially while still trying to make a good impression on her new boss and coworkers. Things had been busy while trying to learn how angels worked compared to demons and while getting adjusted and acclimated, the dragon hadn’t had much of a chance to get to know her new boss. But she liked that she always seemed so happy. And that she kept the offices with so much light. Either way, angels and Zephira were a great mystery to Eldrit but she wanted to learn as much as she could to do the best possible job. 

With one more look around the office to make sure everything was perfectly tidy and in place, the dragon sat back down at her desk to wait, discreetly pulling out a book on Geology to keep reading. @zephira-the-divine​