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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.*
@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. "
Baked some crossover cookies!
Mixedberry Cookie for @fractalwaves
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Grape Soda Cookie for @ouroborius
@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.
👤👤 two lads u v u
━━━ for every "👤" [alternatively: "NPC" ] sent to my inbox, i will introduce you to ONE NPC relevant to my muse's lore !
two of them...
Well. There's Bernice Cobbler. Shadow name Doright, friendly nickname Benny. 5'4", blonde, Italian-Russian, American national, recovering valley girl accent, somewhere around late thirties. Mystic security consultant and occasional mercenary specializing in conditional logic triggers. If/then conditionals, great for minimizing upkeep. Oh, and ice magic, given that she'd stolen a frozen heart from an ancient Cocytus drift. (Ptolomea, for those playing along at home! It's not a smart idea to delve so deep into Inferno, and worse still to steal the heart of a sinner, so why not go three-for-three, like Benny has, and bind it to your palm and use it as an endless mana source!)
She plays at being a hard-ass, money-is-everything type, but really she'll soften her prices for a particularly good cause. Riley hired her at some point to shore up the reinforcement warding around her apartment; make it a little subtler, a little easier to use. (Not a good cause, for the record.)
And there's good old Velia Durand. 5'9", Greco-divine, Italian national, age 34. Agent of the Many-Named, haruspex, and aggressive psychopomp. Bearing heritage from Persephone and in service to her husband, Velia spends most of her time away from somber Hades to keep the peace. People wanna fuck around with the dead. It is her job to ensure they stop doing that. (And whatever chores the god of the dead requires of her.) She operates out of Venice, where she owns a small cafe mostly used to launder gold and gems from Downbelow to usable funds.
Sober, serious, and yet quick to act, Velia has little time for subtlety. She'll walk up to her goal, explain what she wants. If they accede, great. If not, she will go through them. She only barely tolerates the veil of subtlety as a way of avoiding police complication. Riley was a suspect in a bit of business the demigod had in Philly. Very frightening, to learn that the charm didn't work quite right on her.
And they're both queer. Naturally. Doright's pan and Velia's gay.
@ouroborius (Nozomi) wants Eito at his worst.
Things were far more peaceful now. Even if Eito did have to live surrounded by a bunch of vile monsters, at least there was one shining beacon of light. A person that isn't horrific and disgusting. A beautiful creature among all of the ugliness around him. Takumi had been interesting from the moment he forced his way into the gym and stopped Eito from ending their worthless commanding officer.
But he hadn't known just how amazing he was then.
Even with the horror around him, Eito would just breathe and remind himself it was for Takumi. He would close his eyes and picture Him. He does it right now as he enters the courtyard and finds the very monster he wanted to see.
Nozomi Kirifuji was by far one of the most horrific. She wasn't as large as some of the others she had seen. But she was ugly. Her voice was worse than nails on a chalkboard. Her visage was horrific. Her scent was oppressive and awful. But if it was for Him, he could face anything. He was confident he could do anything for Takumi. Because that is what love is. Sacrifice. Just like Takumi sacrificed for them... He would continue to do whatever it took to help Takumi reach godhood and stay there. No matter the cost.
"There you are. I've been looking everywhere, Nozomi-san. I need to have a little chat with you."