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Juril Quests, Full Moon, and Catch-all [OPEN]

Who: Berserker (Cú Chulainn Alter) and you!
When: Throughout Juril
Where: Various places
What: Monthly catch-all and quest log!
Warnings: None currently

[ 1. Walk, walk, fashion baby (New Look) ]

[ Berserker has been wrangled as a model for one of the tailors in the city. A dragon draws enough attention just by existing, so he's in high demand. The look he's wearing is a little ... skimpy, to say the least. His hair has been braided to match the look, the red lacing a stark contrast to the dark clothes.

For someone being paid for this, he doesn't look pleased (does he ever look pleased?}. He shoots an annoyed glare at anyone that stares for too long. ]

What? If you want to buy this, it came from the shop behind me.

What a rousing advertisement...

[ 2. Moon Madness ]

[ Around the city on the full moon, you may spot a somewhat familiar dragon...Except he's small. Berserker has taken on his cat-sized form to run off his feral energy. The problem is that he's exceptionally touchy at this size, willing to bite, scratch, and even poison anyone that even slightly annoys him.

He rushes along the ground without any care for how he might be tripping people up. If someone does trip over him, he claws his way free and runs for the nearest dark spot. Dare you pursue him? ]

[ 3. Wildcard ]

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( one hand on his hip, he shifts his weight to the same side. lio looks back into berserker's eyes, a hint of an amused smile on his face as he reaches up to touch one of those spots adorning his neck and hums thoughtfully. )

I'll gratefully accept. ( and then he again looks at the dragon. he's strong. no doubt about that, and that makes him wonder: )

Are you good with a weapon? You're clearly naturally gifted in other ways, so...

( or unnaturally. either way, he's been the beneficiary of it. )

[ Natural or unnatural, it doesn't matter much now. His strength as a dragon is close to what it was as a Servant and he's adapted well enough to his changes. Adapt or die... ]

Yes. My weapon of choice is a spear.

[ A cursed, terribly barbed one. He looks Lio over, appraising the marks he left. His skin is so pale, they stand out so starkly. An odd feeling of pride strikes him suddenly. ]

Why do you ask? You don't want to see me use it.

[ No one wants to see that level of emotionless brutality. ]

Frankly, I need more people to train with or against. ( lio's eyes go somewhere distant, as his smile turns inward and tinged with a hint of worry. ) I know that my talons won't be enough, and my work with a sword had been with one of my own creation. Not one made by someone here.

( then his eyes return to berserker, wariness still on his face. )

Why wouldn't I want to see it?

( lio's no stranger to bloodshed or death. )

Are you saying you want to train with me? Are you really certain about that?

[ Berserker's idea of training is as brutal as everything else about him. His master, the teacher that taught him almost everything he knows, had brutal training methods and he sees no reason to change them when they're so effective. ]

You know nothing of my past. Be grateful for that. [ Cryptic and avoidant! After a moment, he decides to explain a little bit more. That spear is used for nothing but slaughter. ] I've killed entire armies that went against me by myself with that spear.

( the idea of any one person being able to eliminate what he can assume is hundreds of people... lio can only fathom a handful. maybe ten? twenty, if they're not as trained, but he never fought to kill. no, he would either disarm them or render them unconscious. even the soldiers who were trained to capture him for experimentation, much like his fellow burnish, were spared.

except for one. he wishes that man died.

berserker could have left it at that, but he didn't. it makes lio wonder even more, but not about the weapon or his strength. )

If you don't think you should, then we don't have to. Just offering.

( he huffs, tugging on the strings of the shrug. )

Especially if you're worried about my well-being.

I'm not worried about your well-being, but you should be. If you want to train with me...I won't dissuade you. My bonded rarely trains with me because I don't hold back and he doesn't have hollow bones.

[ Berserker narrows his eyes. ]

Don't mistake what I say as concern for you.

( it's probably the best for this world that berserker is bonded. lio can't imagine what he'd be like if he went feral. )

Then how do you keep your skills sharp?

( he's unfazed by berserker's attitude. regardless, it's good to know to keep back if a dangerous and violent situation develops. )

I hunt. It serves a purpose beyond just training.

[ He is a predator, after all. Does it bring him joy? No, of course not, but it does occupy his time and keep his instincts under control. ]

( he wonders if hunting is enough, but then again lio hasn't encountered all of the dangers outside of the city. )

I bet there aren't a lot things that can challenge you.

( with a sniff he crosses his arms, rubbing them. )

... should've asked for some sleeves.

You've got them, they're just useless.

[ He shakes his head. ]

Hm...I'm getting bored. Are you interested in training or...something else?

[ His tone implies everything here. ]

If you can last against me for awhile, maybe a reward's in order.

( an eyebrow raise, and then his cheeks darken. just a hint. )

Well, there's more than one way to train. ( he huffs. it would be one step closer to taking a lot more than he had before. )

Last against you? ( his tone also implies everything. ) I'm up for the challenge.

[ With the sort of person Berserker is, there's a real chance he could drag Lio out to the Wilde to spar in a fight for dominance...but not this time. The clothes they have on are a little too impractical for such a thing. ]

I would be disappointed if you weren't. Where do you want to have this little challenge?

[ Certainly not right here in front of the store -- that's just bad taste, isn't it? ]

Probably not here.

( he's thinking the same. it's not exactly the right place to do it, especially when there's a good chance it might devolve into two naked monsters fighting. or 'fighting'. still probably not the kind of public spectacle that lio personally needs, but berserker probably... wouldn't care. )

... do you remember that rooftop? Maybe there.

[ No, he wouldn't care, but his relationship with one of his bonded is well known and he doesn't want his behavior causing him any trouble; he's learning to be considerate over a year later.

Berserker considers the offer for a moment before shrugging. ]

Hm...That works. [ His end of the bargain for the store is done, as far as he's concerned. He's been out here for some time now and gotten his payment for it. Time to hightail it before he gets pulled into something else. ] Do you want to start the challenge now?

[ He spreads his wings to make it more obvious what he means. It's not quite fair, considering Berserker has more experience with his wings, but fairness isn't something he's concerned about. ]

( and if he owes them any more of his time, lio will come back. that, or pay for the outfit. either way, it's not like he won't try to contest what they feel is equal payment. that, or maybe flying around wearing it will be suitable advertisement for their shop.

those wings! they look strong, especially extended. possibly stronger than his own. but that doesn't mean he won't be faster! no, shouldn't lio have some sort of advantage? or perhaps no matter what he does, he's going to lose this particular race to that sunbathing spot, where they could make any sounds or do anything they so choose. )

Yeah. Right... now.

( as to prove a point about fairness? he takes off, taking a few running steps forward before leaping up into the sky and letting his wings do the rest. granted, he's still not as athletic as he was before, but he's getting there. baby bird steps. )

[ Lio has the immediate advantage, inasmuch that he's lighter. Berserker is significantly heavier, making his initial push into the air harder. His wings have to work harder to lift him off the ground, but after that, his momentum makes it easier to speed up.

He takes a running leap as his wings flap hard and fast. Lio's ahead of him, but not by much. There's no way he's going to let him win, at least not easily. Berserker closes the distance between them as quickly as he can. ]

Clever...But you won't beat me.

( of course he's going to turn and watch berserker take to the sky behind him. it's not every day that he gets a chance to spectate something like this! there's something oddly elegant and terrifying at the same time, watching those muscular wings carry the equally strong man up into the sky. it's the strength of them that catch his attention, how they beat the air past him and how everything ripples in such a way...

it's attractive, and lio catches himself staring. )

Then you better try harder!

( if he doesn't put in even more effort, no way he'll beat berserker to that rooftop. he can almost see it, too... at this rate, he might lose. )

[ It wouldn't be the first time he lost. He lost to Trevor once, just barely, and that was fine. He's not going to just roll over and give it to Lio, though. His wings flap harder, he closes in on himself as much as he can to cut through the air more efficiently. A clean landing be damned, he hits the rooftop with his hands out and rolls to a stop.

A little painful, but there's no pain he can't handle. Berserker doesn't even know if he beat Lio at all and right now, he doesn't care. ]

( he's not sure if he won or lost even though he practically dives straight down toward the roof. all he knows is that when he lands, he doesn't do it cleanly. hitting the rooftop, lio skids before tumbling, stopping short of rolling off.

and he lies there, breathing heavily. )

[ Who cares who won? Berserker hears him land and, without hesitation, leaps up to pounce on top of him. ]

Well, well...I'm impressed.

( in a way, both of them win. well at least to lio, he doesn't seem like he lost when berserker is over him like this.

another huff of air and he reaches up to wrap his arms around the dragon's neck. )

So am I.

( and gives berserker a peck. on the chin. )

[ Is that it??? Really??? Berserker looks vaguely offended by the offering. ]

...Is that all you've got?

[ He could take matters into his own hands, but he decides to wait and see what Lio will do -- mostly to be a pain in the ass. ]

( of course it's not. let the bird catch his breath! in the meantime, he presses his knee up against one of berserker's thigh, nestling it against his crotch as he lightly digs his talons into the other's back. )

No.

( and when lio presses his lips against the dragon's, he's not afraid to let his sharper teeth graze the skin before growling lightly. )

[ Never!! Never relent!!

Ah, so he can use his claws. He likes the push back against his own aggressions; it gives him a reason to escalate. Berserker breaks the kiss to trail sharp nips down Lio's jawline to his throat, where he bites down. It's not the hardest bite, though it is clear he's trying to assert dominance. Despite that, he can't help but rub against the knee against his crotch.

It's a game of give and take...Mostly take. ]

( and while he's happy to give and let berserker take, it's not like lio can help but taking something of his own in return. harpies are aggressive, after all, and he won't hesitate to leave some of his own marks in the form of those scratches. but he can't stop himself from shivering, making soft noises with every nip.

something about becoming more sensitive, or perhaps... a normal level of sensitive because of the promare dulling pain?

more grinding, as lio continues to keep his leg pressing up and in, not ashamed of what he's aiming for and how he feels it against his kneecap. )

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