“ You know... ” Peter sighed, rubbing his forehead without any feigning hint of patience. “ If you ain’t gunna put the harness on this is all kind of pointless... ”
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“ You know... ” Peter sighed, rubbing his forehead without any feigning hint of patience. “ If you ain’t gunna put the harness on this is all kind of pointless... ”
m!a: possessed by the soul of a fallen dragon for 4 days
[I don’t usually accept m!a’s but this reminds me a lot of the head canons I have for Ea’s LB verse and I can work with that!]
‘Fos lost koros.’
‘Kolos Zu'u?’
‘Wo los hi?’
The voice that spoke in her mind was not her own, but it spoke with the same words, hungered for the same things. The power that thrummed through her was her own, but greater. It sparked and crackled beneath her skin, appearing in her fingers with a mere thought.
The most obvious change to Ea, however, was her eyes. No longer were they green, but now they shone like polished gold, the iris slit like the dovah’s.
“Joor? Vir los daar korasaal?” The priestess, or whatever it was that had possessed her, pondered as it examined her new form. Tiny arcs of lightning danced between her fingers, brighter and more powerful than anything the priestess had summoned before.
“Zu'u tovok waan daar kopraan los vos....”
YOL TOOR SHUL
The inferno erupted from her lips with a fury, scorching the earth for yards before her.
Delight colored the priestess’ face at the success, though it was only momentary. Discomfort flooded her throat soon after, causing the woman to grimace as she rubbed the coulomb of her neck. “Vozodun joor kopraan. Gein thu'um ahrk nalkun nii hod.” She scoffed, voice only slightly more rough.
Drunken Banter || open
“What’cha mean I’ve ‘ad too much to drink? This just mah third cup! Granted, I ain’t sure what’s in’it.”
“'S f’kin good though.”
Banter: Open
“This is the stupidest shit I have ever read. What, exactly, do you expect ME to do with it?”
Bath Time || open
Steam rose from the surface of the water, dancing in the dim candle light that flickered around the perimeter of the pool. The water was practically boiling, hotter than what most people could stand; but this was exactly the way Ea liked it. The priestess was submerged in water up to her neck; a few tendrils of hair spilling over like black ink from her messy bun. Encased in warmth, completely relaxed, she was completely content.
At least, until a sudden noise interrupted her.
Only the brief furrowing of her brow betrayed her annoyance. The rest of her body remained still, far too relaxed to consider moving just yet.
“You best have a good reason for interrupting me, otherwise I cannot promise you will keep your life.”
Head in the Clouds ☁ Open Thread
Chloe was wandering the halls of the studio with her headphones on and music up loud. She wasn’t worried where she was going, she was relatively calm. But she was thinking about these past few weeks and she was trying to decide if coming back was the right idea. Abby had not been the kindest to her recently and she knew that it probably wasn’t going to get any better soon. Chloe knew that Abby had it out for her ever since she left. Chloe had gone out and had made a name for herself, without Abby. Chloe’s head was in the clouds. She knows the halls of the ALDC like the back of her hand and could probably navigate them blindfolded. She looked down at her phone to skip a song but then found her face to face with someone else. “Oh my goodness, I am so sorry,” she said and took a step back. Chloe could feel her cheeks turning bright red.
Painted Bear || open
“Oi wait! Don’t attack ‘im! That’s my bear!” The elf shouted, jumping from the tree line with arms raised; quickly stepping protectively in front of the great bear. “He won’t hurt ya, promise! Just put down yer weapon!”
"Is there a reason you have come here or do you simply wish to annoy me?"