Oct 15, 2021
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This guy is cool too!!!
Enchanting 💞
For @3deliciousdigital To relax and be held for the one you love, so close to one another that you can almost taste the sweetness of their lips... Drawing Syble and Julian was a beautiful experience. I hope this romantic pieces is of your liking! Thank you so much for letting me participate in this art trade with you 🥰
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The lightest ‘boop’ on the nose.
From this list ^,^ How about some background for Syble and Dvasia?
A faint vibration went through Syble as she relaxed in her quarters, one that predicted she’d soon be getting a visitor. Sure enough, it was only moments before she heard a soft knock at her door.
“Akirsera?” The door opened a crack and a wide eye the color of moonlight peeked through. “Are you there?”
“Yes Dvasia, come in.”
The young silver Cathar opened the door further, peering around with respectful curiosity. No shyness in this one, Syble chuckled to herself as she motioned for Dvasia to come closer. It was one of the traits that the Sith Pureblood had discovered in her ward, along with a fierce determination and thirst for knowledge. Had she attended the Sith Academy she would’ve been a delight to her her instructors.
“Is something troubling you little dis?”
“The buzzing is back,” she explained and Syble nodded.
“New slaves. I’m sure there’s a new pecking order being established in the pens.”
“It’s so…” Dvasia looked skyward, contemplating, “Obnoxious?”
Syble chuckled aloud and nodded again, “Yes, I’m certain it is.”
Looking pleased that she’d used the proper word, Dvasia stepped towards Syble. “It’s quieter in here.”
The unspoken question in the Cathar’s moonlight eyes had Syble holding back a smile. “Would you like to stay here again?”
Dvasia nodded emphatically, “Yes, please!”
“Very well.”
Syble stood to slide a narrow cot from underneath her bed then smiled gently as she watched the young Cathar snuggle into the blankets. Her wide pale eyes started closing almost instantly, attesting to how exhausted the kit was and Syble sighed as she sat on the edge of the cot.
“Come to me sooner,” she instructed as she stroked the soft sand-colored mane. “Don’t wait until you’re ready to fall over.”
“Yes, Akirsera. I just don’t…” the kit yawned hugely. “Don’t want to get you in trouble.”
“Trouble?” Syble laughed and lightly booped Dvasia’s nose. “Who would I be in trouble with?”
“With Doran.” Dvasia opened her eyes but yawned again. “Don’t want him to yell at you. He yells at all the slaves.”
“I’m no slave,” she stated, affronted at the idea. “He doesn’t own me.”
Weariness still filled Dvasia’s eyes, but she peered at the Pureblood curiously. “Then why do you stay?”
“Because…” Syble paused. “Well… it’s complicated.” She booped the Cathar’s nose again, “Too complicated to discus now. You, get some sleep. I’ll check on the pens then be back, alright.”
“Yes Akirsera,” she mumbled sleepily.
Syble stroked the kit’s mane gently, waiting for her to fall asleep before she stood again and walked to her door. She glanced back at the scars along Dvasia’s cheek, her fingers unconsciously gliding over the implants gilding her own red skin.
“Because I have no where to go,” she whispered, answering her ward’s question before pledging. “But I’ll find one, for both of us.”
Vernon & Syble
Ended up giving Vern black eyes, they looked better on his more fleshed out design :D
❝I can’t stop shivering.❞ your choice!
Dvasia and Syble stepped up for this one >^,^<
Cold, she couldn’t remember ever being so cold. Her fingers and toes were starting to go numb and she struggled not to stumble. “Akirsera?” she mumbled, leaning on the Sith Pureblood hustling her through the corridors.
“Soon my little dis, soon.” Syble’s voice was calm but Dvasia could feel the woman’s fear thumping like a second heartbeat. “We’ll be back to the stalls soon.”
The walls of the hallway swam around her and she fought to keep her feet moving, to not fall to the clammy stone floor. A familiar shuffling stepped up behind them just before a pair of blunt hands helped lift Dvasia.
“Poisoned,” grunted Pumbaa, even the Gamorrean recognizing that something wasn’t right with the Cathar gladiator.
“Yes!!” hissed Syble. “Mnuyaza gtukvi nesanto! Poisons are against the rules!”
“At least I got him,” muttered Dvasia weakly and Syble chuckled.
“You got him alright. You even let him see what his entrails looked like before dying.”
With the world still spinning Dvasia let Pumbaa be her strength, bearing her weight quickly to the stalls. It wasn’t until she was laid down on her pallet that she gave in to the venom coursing through her blood, her whole body trembling.
“Where is the wound?” Syble asked and she pointed to her left thigh. When the Sith found the gash - blisters already popping up around it - she hissed again angrily.
“Eberon spider venom, he must have soaked his blade in it for it to be acting so fast.” She whirred onto Pumbaa, “Go get the satchel by the feed bin, hurry!”
With a brisk snort the porcine guard quickly waddled off and Dvasia’s eyes started drifting shut, only for Syble to peel back the lids gently.
“Need to stay awake little dis. How are you faring?”
“C…c…c…can’t st…stop sh… sh… sh…shivering,” she stammered, then felt long black nails comb through her mane.
“I know, but I’ll have you well again soon. I promise.” She pulled the blanket up over Dvasia’s quivering form, then leaned forward. Worry furrowed her brow as she kissed the Cathar’s forehead, “Just keep fighting. For me, please.”
The depth of Syble’s concern washed over Dvasia, flooding her with warmth. She clenched her fingers around her mentor’s hand as tightly as she could, smiling slightly as she heard Pumbaa’s shuffling steps return, knowing Syble would keep her promise.
“Of course Akirsera. Anything for you.”
A picture I’ve been working on the past three days :D
Part of my RP where Vernon is teaching Syble how to shoot a gun.
Yall have been asking me about Vernon lately but I don’t know too much about him myself yet, this is like the only proper picture I have of him now too so he’s not entirely fleshed out, what do his legs look like, idk.
@Cuteacup and I made these cute Fallout bbies for an RP :D
Vernon the ghoul~ belongs to me Syble belongs to her!
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