#ouroborius

[thesorceresstemple]

[muses-galore]

Closed Starter for @ouroborius

"I'm sure it will be a nice surprise."

*Kieran was saying this to a clodsire as they travelled around Paldea to find Rika. Not that this was any old clodsire but this one was the paldean wooper that was given to him by the elite four member themself.

While on a second trip with some other students Blueberry Academy he and Carmine had decided to venture out a bit, with their supervisor's permission that was so this was the perfect time to show how much both the Pokémon and their bond had grown.*

[tsukinowamuku]

@ouroborius (hi coming to bother eito with random starter)

ㅤㅤ" AH ... crap. Did I fall asleep ? " Johann groaned as he stirred from his sleep, seemingly having passed out at his work desk... or at least he thought he did. He seemed to have been carried to one of the break couches in the laboratory. Of course... the person responsible was sitting next to him, leisurely enjoying a book.

ㅤㅤ" Oh... morning or I guess it's well into the night." He sat up and glanced at the clock digital clock in the lab. " Were you here this whole time ? You could've just went back to your room. "

[rottingkiss]

@ouroborius // starter call

A brow lifts as the blonde demoness studies one of the 'colorful' pages of Dante's magazines. After a moment, it's then she gives a nod of appreciation. She might not be the exact audience these photos are geared towards, but she's not BLIND. Trish is about to turn the page to indulge further, but the door to Nico's van slams shut. Brown-coloured eyes snap upward to see who has decided to join her. At the sight of Nero, a pleased grin laces her lips.

❝About TIME some entertainment comes my way.❞

Carelessly, she tosses the reading material to the side. Trish is already expecting the young man to take a seat besides her now that he's made his presence known. Her eyes flicker back and forth between the cushioned seating and him to BECKON the demon hunter to choose HER over whatever task he once had in mind.

[ofstarsandskies]

@ouroborius || It's Word Salad Time™

What has Ludger signed up for? Doesn't matter-- if it involves cooking, he's there. And every chef worth their salt likes a like daring experiment once in a while.

"Sadly I'm not too sure-- this'll be my first time cooking a Word Salad since books are rare finds now. But I think regardless, this dish'll definitely be a huge hit for the intended audience."

Will this 'hit' get him in serious trouble? Probably. But that is a sacrifice he's willing to make. Who knows, maybe somehow they'll actually make something as delicious as it is dastardly for your health!

"So!" Ludger calls this mission together with a clap of his hands. "Our first order of business: find a book with the tiniest print we can possibly find. Word Salads' taste is directly proportional to the amount of words inside it, so the more words per page, the better!"

[titlacahuans]

"You've a nostalgic scent about you. Are you, perhaps, a widow as well?"

@ouroborius // Himmel.

[wylkstone]

HE'S PRACTICALLY HUNCHED OVER THE NEST, unable to contain the steady flow of small giggles and titters that bubbled up from inside as he scoots aside for the Handler to sit beside him. Though it hadn't been too long ago, this moment brings him back to their first visit inside the walls of Kunafa. He'd spent most of his childhood never knowing what an egg even was, and his eyes had been aglow with recognition the first time he'd seen even seen the hatchery.

Prior to that point, Gemma had told him about 'bucket lists' or a list of personal goals, both big and small, that people wanted to accomplish in their lives. Recalling the term, Nata had made it an item on his own to see something hatch from its egg. And now it's finally happening!

He glances at Alma, the excited grin written clearly upon his face. Then Nata returns his focus to the seikret egg, watching as small cracks slowly spiderweb down the shell, and shards poke outward as a tiny beak pierces through.

Eventually, one of the seikret stablehands would make her way over, curious to see what had drawn Nata and Alma's attention. She stands overhead, leaning forwards to peer past the two, before offering a small gasp. "Thank the Winds! I was beginning to worry about that one. Give it some space, you two," She smiles gently. "Hatching is a delicate process. The newborn does it all on its own. We mustn't interfere with it."

@ouroborius - continued

[hcmoanima]

@ouroborius said: “I’m going to pick you up now, okay? Just hold on to me.” - Nozomi to Kako!!!

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 & 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒

Battle was never something Kako expected to experience. Until she started fighting here, the worst pain she ever had (outside of the occasional stomach or head ache!) was a broken nail or a scraped knee. Ima was always the one getting hurt for her sake. She had hated it back then, but even more so now. After all, perhaps if she had been allowed to experience more, she wouldn't be so utterly defeated by a sprained ankle.

It hurt badly, she couldn't force herself to put weight on it. Tears stung her eyes as she tried her very best to get up and walk. It had been a dangerous attack during an exploration and Kako had lost her footing avoiding an enemy that got a little too close. Luckily, Nozomi was really good at keeping her calm. She wasn't going to be able to walk back to the school like this. But Nozomi was here to pick her up. Takumi had taken a rather nasty blow during the fight and looked hurt and exhausted. And Shouma certainly couldn't carry her. Both the boys seemed to blame themselves for letting something get so close. But neither were in any shape to carry her. Luckily, her knight in shining armor was Nozomi this time!

She tries to be brave and stifle her tears as she clings to the taller girl and she is picked up.

"I'm sorry." She says quietly. "Oniichan is going to be so upset..."