Aaron froze. He didn't know what to do as he set his food down, looking to the others for help as he tried to think of something. Shouting. Crying. She was shouting now she's crying. Why is she crying? Though he didn't show it he was panicking a bit. He wasn't good with people, he was never really good with people. First she was angry at them about the fight and some low funds, now she was crying over some town he didn't know. He hesitated as he remembered an old memory, one he had nearly forgotten where he had cheered someone up. It's been forever since I did something like that, but I could try. He was nervous, not knowing if she would react in the same happy manner. Going into his fox form he trotted to Nysaxiope, who was sitting there being hugged, hopping onto the seat space next to her. He nearly stepped back as nerves told him to let the others deal with this. Shaking his fur he only let out an annoyed huffed as it fluffed up, fluffy fur may make others happy in his experience but it was annoying, still he set his head in her lap and laid down. He forced himself to stay, despite everything telling him to back out and leave her alone with Nykidia.
(Don't say anything else until I get a chance to respond give me a minute or two)
Mylnorr was completely silent. He had maybe taken a few bites of the food, then stopped as the siren started her speech. His eyes closed, releasing a quiet sigh.
~Hmph, fishy thinks she's bad off, least she still has a home to go back to if she wanted to~ Kirdairn growled.
~B-but maybe she did something and they won't allow h-her back…~
~Oh, and you would know Faraneer? Shut it runt. Why the hell should we care~.
"Because…you're the one who got us in this mess…"
There was an angry snort ~Once a monster, always a monster. That's what they always said about us, we might as well live up to our title. Oh how I look forward to the day when we can get those bastards~.
Eberaus only gave a grunt. His gaze shifted to the siren, his lips twitching ever so slightly, but his fangs remained hidden. He was helped back to his seat, to only have food shoved in his face. The male looked blankly at the meal, yet despite the gnawing hunger, his eyes shifted back to the siren.
He listened quietly to her words, saying not a word. As she came to a finish, the dragon simply stood up. He gave her a small bow, his mangled tail curling between his legs.
"Perhaps it would be best I take my leave then…it seems enough damage has been done…and I do not need to intrude…I'll just head back to the cave entrance that led me here…"
He truly wasn't great with people, especially when it came to other's emotions. Eberaus solution to it, as he felt the scolding words seemed to be directed towards him, even though the siren had motioned everyone around her, was to get the hell out of sight…maybe he could find that cave again and get back…but in the back of his mind he knew it was doubtful.
What am I doing? Why am I crying in front of all these people? Wasn't I just yelling? I should just disappear from the world after apologizing for causing any trouble to them. They don't care about anything in my past, they all have demons in their minds and places they can never go, I'm not special in the least bit- and then Nykidia was hugging her, saying it was okay and she understood. She felt Aaron's fur in his fox from on the scales of her tail, which was a nice and comforting feeling, having never felt such soft fur, or fur in general. She was confused. Why were they comforting her? She was a good for nothing siren who acted like a spoiled brat. At least she had a place to go home to. What would await her would probably be worse than death, but something seemed better than nothing. Oh, what am I doing with myself? She thought, as more choked and ragged breaths heaved from her chest and tears spilled out of her eyes.
Aaron flicked his ear as a tear hit it, shifting his weight some as he looked up at her. What am I supposed to do when someone keeps crying? He thought maybe he was messing up somehow, that maybe he just didn't know how to cheer others up. What confused him most was why she was so shaken up about this, though it crossed his mind that he was more closed off about things. He couldn't really believe he was even comforting someone, even less as he considered what he was about to do. He froze for a moment before moving so her hand was on his head, resisting shaking as he left her with the opportunity to pet him. He hated it but from what he remembered it made others happy when they were allowed to pet animals. I can't believe I'm doing this. Why am I doing this? I'm bad with people, so why do I attempt to help?
Nysaxiope wiped her tears on her shoulder as she felt a nudge at her hand. Aaron's letting me pet him, she realized after a second. Judging from the way he acted earlier and his tense body, this wasn't a thing he did normally. For an awkward few seconds she had a fight with herself on whether she should accept. She eventually did, deciding that it would be more awkward if she didn't. She ran her hand down the fur on the back of Aaron's head, appreciating the comfort it gave her. It brought a smile to her face. "Thanks," she said. "Sorry about that." She announced to everyone. Uggggh so awkward why do you do this to yourself you piece of meerde. Nys thought to herself. "I'm just gonna…" she whipped her tail behind her as she quickly floated away and opened up the door leading to her apartment, accessible only by her because there was no other way to reach it, unless you could jump really high from a floating table. She slammed the door behind her and took a deep breath.
Lovino walks to the door and knocks “hay Nysaxiope you ok?” He asks not being there for the past hour or so he did not know what was going on “want anything from the shop?” He asks standing there.
Guess who is alive and wants to die meeee!)
Aaron officially didn't understand people. At least he understood them less than he did before, flinching as she slammed her door. Nysaxiope seemed like she was happy, only to leave the others in the table area as she went to her room. He went and sat by Lovino as he looked to the door, silently wondering if he could use his strings in some way to access it. Looking back he gave the others a silent look of question. I don't know how to help her. Am I supposed to help her? Maybe this was when you just leave others alone. If they couldn't do anything he definitely didn't have a clue.
Lovino knocks again “Nysaxiope please…” his voice trails off.
Nykidia walked over to beside Lovino and knocked. "What ever happened to what happened with the fight?" Nykidia asked in a gentle voice. "It's OK to cry. I've done my fair share."
Lovino sighs and puts his hand on the door “there are many things a god can do but comfort people I’m pretty bad at that.” He says holding the hot coco in his other hand “is it ok I I go goats and come in?” He asks.
(Dudes the ceiling is 20 feet up they can't reach it)
What ceiling his hand is on the door Nykidia is next to him and Aaron is on the floor….)
(That's why I wasn't typing any reply. I was confused about that…. It was said the door is out of reach but than my mind sorta went blank reading the posts about them knocking. XD)
(The door is a hatch in the ceiling I believe. Sorta like how you'd get up to an attic, right?)
Oh shit I did not see that’s my bad but he still has coco if she wants it he’s just yelling every thing)
~So pitiful, letting weak emotions like sadness control your actions like that. Probably was driven off from her village for being so weak~.
Faraneer said not a word as he watched through their eyes as the siren took off to a place she seemed to only be able to access. Mylnorr kept them in place. Instead, he simply closed his eyes, allowing whatever to happen, happen.
~Oi Mylnorr, let's just leave this place. I can't stand whiny things, you know this. Meh, she probably wouldn't even taste that good anyways. Whiny things like that never do~.
As soon as the siren had disappeared, did Eberaus take the chance to bolt out the door. Outside, he breathed in deeply, happy to be out of that small space. Sure, the siren said the place wasn't 'human', but it was 'human enough' to make Eberaus hate every moment of feeling trapped.
He glanced around, forked tongue flicking past his lips, testing the air. Now then, he just needed to remember how the hell to get out of this city and back into more comfortable spaces that were not densely populated. So his search started, taking a random path, hoping it would lead to where he needed to go.
Eberaus walked for some time, until coming to stop in a rather shady part of the city. He instantly felt his body go on edge. His eyes glowed brightly, pupils narrowing into thin slits. He couldn't get rid of the feeling that he was being watched, the dragon didn't like it. The tufts of feathers along his tails were vibrating madly.
A sudden sound from an alley drew his attention, making him jerk his head in the direction. A low growl came from him, something didn't feel right. Then as if to answer that suspicion, the male suddenly felt a small prick in his neck, but instantly collapsed before he could react in the slightest.
From the shadows a figure stood. Golden eyes swirled to bright red as they looked down at the passed out male.
"Heh, sorry pal. Don't know why my client wants ya, but hey, the pay is good for me."
Shadows swirled, shadowy tendrils slinking outwards, wrapping around the other, and slowly dragging them back into the shadows…
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Name: Quin Storm
Nicknames: Stormy
Age: Looks about 25
Species: A God…
Gender: Trans Male
Sexuality: Gay
Appearance: Quin is a bit chubby but quite tall, he has pale skin that looks amazing with makeup. He has grey eyes and long lashes. He has black hair with the tips dyed purple cut in an undercut. He has a bunch of piercings, some of the more seeable ones are the nose, ears, and tongue. He has a few black roses tattooed on his upper arm.
Attire: He tends to lean towards more feminine clothing and is not afraid to rock a crop top and a black skirt. He wears a lot of darker makeup, especially black and dark purple lipstick. He is like an expert at makeup and sometimes helps his sisters when he goes home to visit them.
Personality: He is snarky as fuck and is an expert at backhanded compliments. He is a chaotic neutral but will do anything for the thrill of it while, somehow, still being anxious as fuck about it. He is a somehow a sass master and an anxiety-riddled sweets addict.
Flaws: He can be a bit stubborn…
Quirks(Habits, triggers, or odd facts): He is almost never seen without Heath…
Any Weapons or Magic: Yes, he's a god and can do a bunch of shit…
Open to shipping?: No, he has a boyfriend.
Name: Heath Contraal
Nicknames: Heathbar
Age: 24
Species: A Demon God
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Panromantic
Appearance: Heath is probably the embodiment of adorable, in my standards at least. He has messy brown hair that always falls into his eyes and he constantly blows away from his face. His eyes are large and the color of emeralds, they're always shinning. He has mildly tanned skin and a lot of freckles, they dot his arms and face and never go away. He is very short and just the perfect height for hair ruffling.
Attire: Usually oversized band sweatshirts and sweatpants, when he wants to be fashionable or something he wears some overalls over a solid colored shirt.
Personality: Heath is very enthusiastic and lovable, he has been pretty much adopted into Quinsfamily. He is always hyped on sugar.
Flaws: He can be very protective of Quin
Any Weapons or Magic: Yes…
Open to shipping?: No, he has Quin.
Who bro welcom to the gods!)
Nykidia watched as Eberaus left. Nykidia followed him. "Hey Eberaus! I'm pretty sure Nysaxiope wouldn't be to happy if you just-" she said trailing off as she saw what happened. She decide she wasn't going to do anything. Not yet. "I just need to watch for now." She said ducking behind a building.
Aaron looked to Nykidia as she came over and called to Nysaxiope, but only for a moment before he flicked his gaze over to the others to see if they helped. Instead he held back a low growl as he watched Eberaus bolt, disappearing in a random direction. Coward. Probably doesn't even know where he's going. Though he stood up as Nykidia followed, pausing as he considered his options. Either he followed someone he considered a friend, or he stayed with people he didn't trust nor know how to deal with. He let out an annoyed huff as he shifted, his hair a mess again and his mask gone, before leaving the restaurant. He followed as best he could, almost thinking he lost them before seeing Nykidia. He nearly called out to her, instead showing alarm in his expression noticing Eberaus getting dragged into the shadows. He went over to Nykidia, trying to not alarm her by setting a hand on her shoulder before speaking, "What or who in the name of all living things just did that?" He said, half in surprise and half in question. Though he sounded annoyed, as usual, there was worry as well. He didn't like the thought of anything being able to take down a dragon so easily.
Quin walked as his boyfriend skipped next to him. "Can you stop HeathBar? I don't want people staring at us." Quin said, obviously uncomfortable with the looks they were getting from passersbys. It probably wasn't even from Heath skipping, it was probably because Quin was wearing a skirt today. Heath stopped skipping and leaned his head against Quin's shoulder. "Don't worry, ignore the looks. You're okay." He said, soothing Quin.
