Good, here's my chance. "Sounds like bullshit," Aisha said out loud, de-morphing and turning into a human. She gave a deep bow, pink lips twisting into a mocking smile. "Aisha Jemini, at your service."
Yve looks at Aisha and sighs loudly.
“Why are you here, shouldn’t you be doing something you’re meant to do.” He snaps at her, he leans his chin on his cane. He is uncomfortable in a tree but is happy that he doesn’t have to yell up the length of it. He glances at Ivy.
“And Ballow? Did I hear correctly?”
"That's right. You're looking at the youngest member of the Ballow family. Name's Ivy, it's more than likely you don't know me."
"That's right. You're looking at the youngest member of the Ballow family. Name's Ivy, it's more than likely you don't know me."
“I know you, Ivy.” He responds, smiling a little, he looks again at Aisha but continues to ignore her.
Her eyebrows shot up. Not many people had ever heard of her so she was surprised. A smile fluttered across her lips for a second.
Her eyebrows shot up. Not many people had ever heard of her so she was surprised. A smile fluttered across her lips for a second.
He nods slowly. “I’m a tradesman for important people.” I know basically everyone who consumes blood.” He answers softly. “Or has human slaves.”
She curled up into herself, clutching her katana like a tether to reality. "I can't change my parents actions. I'm just a poison, after all." She mumbled to herself.
She curled up into herself, clutching her katana like a tether to reality. "I can't change my parents actions. I'm just a poison, after all." She mumbled to herself.
“Poison?” He inquires, leaning back, interested to hear her little Tory, people often ended up blurting out their thoughts like this when triggered.
Her eyes darted up to meet his before falling back down into her lap. "It's nothing."
Her eyes darted up to meet his before falling back down into her lap. "It's nothing."
“No, it’s okay.” He says, humming a little. He doesn’t push it at all. He taps his cane a bit and then sighs loudly, watching the dragonpyre fly over the town. He laughs at it softly.
"Ya know, like the plant? Poison ivy? It's what I'm named after." She sighed heavily. "As if people weren't scared of me enough."
"Ya know, like the plant? Poison ivy? It's what I'm named after." She sighed heavily. "As if people weren't scared of me enough."
“That’s cool.” He says, smiling at her. He looks honestly unfazed by anything. He’s not scared, friendly instead like he is to most vampires. “Badass?”
"I guess." She shrugged. She looked up at the sky before jumping down from the tree, landing gracefully. "I have better things to do than to just sit around. Besides, if I let everyone else have all the fun, I'll have a living hell to return to."
"I guess." She shrugged. She looked up at the sky before jumping down from the tree, landing gracefully. "I have better things to do than to just sit around. Besides, if I let everyone else have all the fun, I'll have a living hell to return to."
He falls from the tree with very little grace but lands on his feet at least.
“Do you care about the pride of family?” He asks sincerely.
Eventually, the other's scent became more faint, most likely moving away from the burning inferno that was Sosdovah's flames. The male's body remained enflamed as the fire consumed whatever it touched. He finally came to stand just in the doorframe. He heard a loud creak as the doorframe above started to burn, crumbling downwards. Instinctively, his wings moved, creating a makeshift shield around himself. Once the few flaming debris passed, his wings folded back.
From a distance, he looked demonic, the horns upon his head and the tail behind him creating an ominous silhouette against the orange flames. He turned his head, forked tongue slipping past his lips. Sos opened his jaws slightly, allowing for better scent collection. Eventually, he sorted the scents, focusing on the main pair; those 2 girls.
"Ah, there's your scent little sheep."
Once out in the open, his wings flared out behind him. Sosdovah flapped his wings a few times, stretching. He crouched low, then leapt upwards. In several wingbeats, he was airborne. Sosdovah lifted upwards, circling once overhead of his large fire, then taking off across in the air. His wings beat the air, flying low. He was a black shadow gliding across open world above the town. He had the scent, being swift to follow it.
Ianthe saw him glide overhead and quickly ducked inside the nearest building, running up the stairs to the second floor. She took out her staff again, and looked around for somewhere to hide.
"Of course I do!" She answered defensively. "I have to. Otherwise I'm just a nobody." She sighed, pushing her deep purple hair out of her face.
"Mm-hmm," Aisha said, unconvinced. "Your parents don't define you. You make yourself." And other motivational bullshit.
"Yeah and pigs can fly." She scoffed. "Don't pull that shit on me, it's all lies and you know it."
"Mm-hmm," Aisha said, unconvinced. "Your parents don't define you. You make yourself." And other motivational bullshit.
((Ok, simply, you’re only half active in this scene and not being productive being in the scene either. It’s a little bit frustrating with out just coming in every now and them with unlinked paragraphs and such and I find it increasingly less useful. Please consider the full scene instead of randomly jumping in every now and then.
((L, you make a valid point. It is much more helpful for people to be fully engaged in a scene if possible. If for some reason you're unable to reply at points in time, it may be helpful for you to say so.))
"Yeah and pigs can fly." She scoffed. "Don't pull that shit on me, it's all lies and you know it."
“I killed my parents so I really don’t know a lot about parents but if you really feel that way then alright.” He says, shrugging a little and leaning on his cane lazily.
((L, you make a valid point. It is much more helpful for people to be fully engaged in a scene if possible. If for some reason you're unable to reply at points in time, it may be helpful for you to say so.))
(i'm so so sorry! my wifi's been really spotty and half of the time, what I comment doesn't pop up.)
((All good dude! Thanks for letting me know!))
She sighed. "Don't mind the rambling girl." She once again pushed her hair out of her eyes and started off in a random direction.
At least you were born into a prominent family. But what about people like us? What about the nobodies and the nothings, the invisible girls? We learned to hold our heads as if we wear crowns. We learn to wring magic from the ordinary. That was how you survived when you weren’t chosen, when there was no royal blood in your veins. When the world owed you nothing, you demanded something of it anyway.
"Hey," Aisha said gently. "We'll be here for you no matter what. No matter what you're going through, we'll help with it. Screw your parents."
"I wish I could be that confident." She mumbled under her breath.
