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You've got me all dressed up tonight | Open
Who: Persephone & YOU
When: A few days into the Full Moon
Where: Aefenglom & outside the city
What: Open log introducing Persephone in her full, dragon glory. Plus some closed prompts!
Warnings: None so far, will update as needed!
When: A few days into the Full Moon
Where: Aefenglom & outside the city
What: Open log introducing Persephone in her full, dragon glory. Plus some closed prompts!
Warnings: None so far, will update as needed!
A.
[A new dragon has been spotted in the skies, in the early hours, flying in and out of the woodland outside the city. Of obsidian scales and wings of rose petals, it's a rather odd sight - especially since the dragon seems to be having some... trouble. Attempting to fly. Mostly she gets into the air before drifting pathetically back down again.
Obviously one of the Mirrorbound, achieving their second form and now trying to adjust to being ten times bigger and with wings for arms. She's at least keeping a wide berth of the city as she tries to practice with her new wings, having already caused enough of a ruckus when she found herself transforming suddenly in the early hours, as the moons shined brightly overhead.
And if anyone is in the forests, either venturing out or maybe to see what is up with that weird dragon, they'll find her as she rests - a bloom flowering in her right eye. When she notices she has company, she huffs a heaving sigh, wisps of fire trailing out, before she levels her sole eye on them - words coming out as a low growl. Unintentional of course, speaking in this form is also a new challenge she has been overcoming.]
I'm not causing too much of a ruckus, am I? I apologise, trying to adjust to this is proving rather difficult.
[She lifts her wings, before letting them rest back against her sides with another sigh. Even resting is an endeavour, with awkwardly sprawled limbs as she flops her head back onto the ground again. Truly a fearsome dragon...]
B.
[And said fearsome dragon needs to eventually head back into the city at some point - she's still at risk by the Cwyld and she would rather not hang around too long. With how she's having issues shifting back to her more humanoid form, she must make the venture back as a dragon - though rather than head to the house she shares with others, she instead heads towards the refugee area. She imagines some of the children would get a kick out of climbing all over a dragon her size.
And Persephone was right, as she now finds herself sitting within the camp as children gasp and laugh in glee, climbing upon the dragon as she sits patiently - talking in soft, rumbled words to the parents and elders. After everything that has happened, she figures a chance for the children to have fun would be a boon - along with the unspoken protection of a dragon.
Though not even her stalwart strength as a dragon can protect her from grabbing hands and pinchy fingers, yelping every so often when one tugs too hard on a wing... petal (???) or yanks on one of the spines on her tail. This is fine.]
No, no, don't touch that, it might be dangerous - Ow! [This is the bed she made and so she will lay in it. Even if she does cast any pleading looks to any other Mirrorbound nearby - she's actually good at the puppy-eye look, even when it's only one eye and she's a rather large dragon.]
C.
[Obligatory wildcard option! Feel free to throw anything else at me, or hit me up over PMs/atfloriographies if you have something else in mind.]
B
Second, he heard the dragon speak and plead the children to be careful. Yeah, he's relieved, they're safe. But then there's the monster's stare directed at him, wide and almost pitiful.
Third, he's a bleeding heart. So he'll be approaching, gently prying the kids off her one by one. ]
Stop now, please. You might hurt her.
Closed starters.
A
But their friend is here. After all days that have passed he is still here. Not a dream, not a figure born out of their own desperation, no he is truly here.
And to them that is as if they've come home after wandering around for so long.
They're content. And somewhat relieved. And that big floral dragon in the sky isn't very gracious but absolutely beautiful.]
Ah!
[Enkidu moves to stand. Truly, it looks like a flying flower.]
No... [They shake their head.] ...I am not bothered at all. [Instead a curious look appears on their face.] I have never seen you before. Are you one of us...? One of the Mirrorbound?
Raemiel | Ice Tea Dates
[Persephone's usual sing-song greeting echoes within the place her fellow Monarch has now called home, smile as bright and beaming as the spring sun as she steps in. It's terrible, really, to find joy in his appearance here - the looming threat of only the Autumn Queen being the only ruler of their Courts left back home nagging at the back of her mind. Along with the worry of what may befall him here, even if he is made of sterner stuff than either she or the Summer King.
But she knows there is little that can be done. Not while a way home seems as far away as it did when she first arrived. So Persephone tried to adapt and make due - which includes delivering some ice tea to a dear friend, luckily remembering how to make a batch.]
We haven't sat down and had tea together for a while, yes? [Maybe not long for him, but for Persephone it has been faaaar too long.
So she lifts the clear canteen containing some refreshing cool tea, smiling brightly still... Not that it's really the best weather for it, but that matters little in the pursuit of spending time with a friend!]
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Still, he's not one to turn down visits - though she's the one coming to him this time, as opposed to him leaving his mountain retreat to visit the city. His living quarters above the morgue are spartan in nature, and Persie stepping in would be introducing the first signs of colour in this room. ]
Hello. It has been some time.
[ His voice is quiet, though it's less stern than he would present to strangers. ]
Thank you. [ For the tea, and for her company. ]
Rose | Pool of Desires
Figures. Nothing can ever just be simple around here.
But she is in good company at least, humming softly as her eye glances around - trying to see if she can spot this mysterious pool. Absently she swings the canteen in her hand, talon'd fingers easily brushing aside any foliage that obstructs their path.]
I shouldn't be too surprised this is being a task to find... Anything remotely magical is hardly easy to deal with.
[As her time among changelings or whatever else the Hedge holds has certainly taught her.]
a! with a touch of wildcard, maybe!
the rose-dragon with vast petal-wings attracts another beast to accompany her, and, as asked, probably aid her some in how to dragon just a little bit more. eren wasn’t an expert and still tripped when it came to landing, but the rest— maybe he could offer a tip or two he’s gathered from hiccup, or watching toothless. ]
More muscle, [ eren snarls, not unfriendly but unable to make his voice sound clear and grossly spitting his words— see, the fangs of his cheeks are exposed. it’s ever hard to talk without being guttural. ] I need a running starting before I try anything.
[ on the earthy ground, eren shuffles his wings, also his arms. he didn’t have them separate on his back as most dragons did, so he possibly had even more work to do. ]
You need sharper strokes for more wind, and enough rhythm to keep going.
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[She felt confident when Persephone asked to join her. The pool had been easily found the first time, and even if it had involved a fair bit of frustration the second, her group had still managed a way. With that track record, she was sure the third time would be the charm...]
[...But no such luck. Thankfully, Persephone’s presence helps keep her calm and takes the edge off of her frustration, even if it doesn’t eliminate it completely.]
[Rose flutters behind Persephone, trying to look for any clues she can find. No luck.]
Yes. I suppose that’s why they asked us, and didn’t venture out themselves.
[She sighs.]
Perhaps there’s some sort of trick?
B
[It's a bit of a joke, and it's enough that she made a throwing gesture, making colored balls of light appear from her hand. Some of them let off soft chimes; others released pretty scents, and others simply transitioned from glow to glow. All soft, so that it wouldn't spook the ones with more sensitive eyes, ears, and noses.
Seems someone has been practicing her illusion spells, it seems.]
Hey Perse. It is you right? I can't think of any other dragon with a flower theme.
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Though expressions are hard to convey when her face is like... well, this, her tone makes it clear she's grateful.]
Thank you... Though I was more worried about them than me. I have more sharp edges than I would like.
[Not that it stops the children, far too giddy with how a dragon is just... sitting here and doesn't mind their grabby hands.]
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Yes, that's right. I've recently changed into this form, usually I'm far more dainty. [She huffs softly, another harmless puff of wispy fire between sharper teeth, before she cants her head in a polite nod.]
I am Persephone, a pleasure to meet you. Even if you did witness my rather poor attempts at flight.
[Which she actually does feel a little embarrassed about - she prides herself on being much more elegant than that! Now she feels far too awkward and lanky for comfort.]
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Oho, am I truly so unique? I'm glad to hear that! [So yes, it is Persie in all her large, flowery-dragon glory - flashing Sokie a toothy grin.]
But yes, it seems the full moon this month has prompted a more... extreme change. I still think I wear it well, however.
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But more important is her looking up at her room mate who...clearly could not fit in the house.]
And of course, the most lovely, but I don't need to tell you that. Have to say, it's a daring new fashion statement.
How's it feel so far? I'm curious since...well, there is transformation magic, out there.
late, but with starbucks
Hmm? Are you a human covered in flowers instead? [Truly, that's like, two of their favorite things. Humans and flowers. Slowly they crouch down in front of her, slowly reaching out to touch one of the flowers on her.] Ah, do not worry about that, Persephone. [After they are done with admiring they take a small step back.]
My name is Enkidu. I do think I should offer you my hand, are you able to shake it with one of your wings? Or claws?