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If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - Krone - 12-07-2017 @[Klaudius] @[Sabra] Wanted to get this up before I forget. RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - Sabra - 12-08-2017 They were being interrupted again. The pale skinned mare turned as she saw a shadow glide towards them, landing to show the strange girl from the meadow. She arched an eyebrow at her companion, wondering if he actually knew her. If he was truly her father like she had claimed. She hadn't gotten the idea that he was so much older, but it was possible, she supposed. Looking at the approaching lady closer, she noticed a glint of emerald, brighter than the girl's mane, peering through the strands of her forelock. Now that was interesting. A twinge of jealously pinched at her gut, making her inhale sharply. So this is who the shell had chosen? Well. No matter. She was nothing if not resourceful, she could adapt. A careless smile pulled at her lips as the young queen came upon the pastel pair. "So we do. I'm sorry, I don't think I caught your name the first time around?" She replied airly, leaning a haunch lazily against her lavender escort. "My name is Sabra, and this is..." She trailed off, remembering that the tall man beside her was enjoying his game of anonymity. She would let him answer for himself, it would save both women some trouble, it seemed like. The blue pools of her eyes glimmered in amusement at the situation, not letting on to the calculations her mind was running through. The truth, or part of it anyway, seemed the best place to start. Especially with the green-tinted mare's rancor threatening. The last thing she wanted wad to be banished from the pretty island, so why not express that? "To be perfectly honest, I've rather fallen in love with this place. How could you not, really? I've never been anywhere quite like it. Look, it sounds like you and I may have gotten off on the wrong foot. What say you we start again? I, for one, would be honored to be a subject of yours, and be given the chance to build a life in this beautiful place." Her words were laced with sincerity, and to an extent, they were just that. She dipped her head humbly to the shell-crowned girl. Perhaps they could be friends? @[Krone] @[Klaudius] RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - Kelsie - 12-08-2017 He too is always watching - as "Watcher of Ischia" was his official title. Though to be honest... He wasn't too sure what exactly his duties as Watcher were. Being a part of a kingdom was still entirely new to him and he still had yet to figure out what all was expected and/or required of him. It was these factors that caused him to start seeking out Krone as he had a feeling she may be able to shed some light on the answers he was looking for. Though before he can find her on own, the stallion comes across the newest keeper of Ischia engaging in conversation with two faces that he had not yet seen. The air that surrounded the pair was mysterious and wild and for a moment he watches, standing in the shadows of the thickly grown palms and tall ferns alongside the beach edge. He notes his queens unusual tone and the airy nature of the other and for a moment his head tilts in curiosity. Who were these two, and why had they sought the shell? Though when the cremello mare refuses to acknowledge the name of her male companion, the buckskin and white stallion steps forward into view, slowly making his way next to Krone. He stops next to her in silent support, eyes staring blankly at the the two as he continues to listen in silence. The way the mare words her next statement comes off odd, as though she is acknowledging a past indiscretion without the willingness to apologize and for a moment he grinds the back off his teeth together in thought and before he knows it he is responding, first to Krone and then the other. "Excuse me for what I'm about say my lady, but... That seemed kind of ...half-assed?" Looking at the other he continues. "No offense, as I can be a suspicious man - but is it truly your intention to do what you say? Ischia is a wonderful and beautiful place, but it's her recent members and Krone herself that have brought her to life once more and what they have provided for her, we need our newest members to do the same." The sincerity in the other's voice doesn't go unnoticed. Though like Krone, he had the strangest feeling like something wasn't entirely right. Though feelings couldn't always add up to reality. Sometimes they were just that - suspicions - and he never has really been that great with strangers in the first place. Kelsie was the type that took time to warm up to others and trust them. Circinae had been the first and only that he had liked right away and he was still taking time to let the others grow on him. Though when it all came down to it, when it came to his home and those who lived in it and served it loyally and faithfully, he would do everything to make sure he served them well and protected them - as this was his natural duty as a citizen of Ischia. RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - Klaudius - 12-09-2017 Klaudius Calm Before the Storm @[Krone] since Kylin had just come across them and it seems to be the same timeline I'm melding the two threads a bit. RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - Krone - 12-09-2017 @[Klaudius] @[Sabra] @[Kelsie] Krone does not trust them whatsoever xD RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - Sabra - 12-09-2017 Her ears twisted into a slight backward tilt in response to the thinly veiled threats that flew through the air. How childish. The newcomer, a man of honey and milk, had a mouth on him. Really, the general hostility in the clearing was palpable. She turned to him, a haughty look on her cream features. "I'm sorry, but who exactly are you to be commenting on the condition of my ass?" She asked, one eyebrow quirked. Next her lavender companion, (Kirin?) spoke. He spoke of children and lineage and a number of other things which she didn't think fit him at all. But if that was his prerogative, so be it. Who was she to judge? And then there was the bay-green wannabe queen. Venom coated every word she spat at them, making her position clear on the matter. There was no mistaking that the shell adorned woman wanted them gone, yesterday. She stood abreast of them now, staring the stallion next to her in the eye with an exacting anger. People did dumb things when they were angry. Her own blue eyes were set, decided. "No one has threatened you. No one has threatened Ischia. And we do plan to stay." She answered, equally quiet. "We'll stay out of your way, keep to ourselves. Surely, this land is big enough for the two of us?" She spoke, tone still soft, but raised enough to be audible to the rest of the group. "Try us out. We will not disappoint." She promised, no more smiling, no more pretty manners. She simply stared, blue gaze meeting grey. The summer wind pulled at her creamy feathers, tugging them in an inviting embrace. She was tired of talking. The sky called, as it always did, and she wanted these eggshell talks to be finished with already. @[Klaudius] @[Krone] @[Kelsie] RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - Deathwish - 12-10-2017 Deathwish im a DIY pioneer, they tryna get involved
She had come here looking for Jah. Her only real friend if you could call her that—she was the only other female that Deathwish could tolerate. Word on the wind was that she had followed the wolfshifter to Ischia, and so much had happened since the last time they'd been together—that she found she had to have someone to talk to. The things that she had allowed to happen to her. The way she spent her nights. The way she walked side to side. The faint hint of blood and sex that clung to her—and stained her—was obvious...and DW hated the way she felt like she looked like a Jezebel. She clamped her tail close to her rear as she made the swim—the saltwater was murder on her open, seeping wound. She cussed, and it put her in a right foul mood when she finally shook out her lavendar grey pelt. To what was very obviously a welcoming party. Or another raid. Deathwish grinned inwardly, as she saw others that looked like her... A green and purple lady (one who looked much like a stallion that was on her mind, in her body, and constantly aggravating her), a purple winged horse—fuck what Deathwish wouldn't have given for wings when she'd crossed the channel to this god-forsaken Island. It had been much easier last time. Hadn't it? So there were more of them... family. And she termed that loosely. They were no family. They were just bound by the fact that they all looked alike.. It was telling. With a dark grimace on her face, she heads towards the one that reminds her of Maugrim, and with a quietly cool look of disdain, she addressed the one who looked like she was in charge. The one with the foul mouth. She liked her already. "If I had known this was a family reunion, I would have come months ago. I wish they would have rolled out the flower carpet. Life would have have been so much easier then." Deathwish licked her lips, giving side eyes to the others. She didn't know who they were. But her instant dislike for what must be the son of Kirin, and the way that the angel defended him, set like acid in her mouth... It was almost enough to give her indigestion. "I did not know that great-grandfather had enough virility left in his sack to produce a near perfect clone. Are you a wind-bag too?" She turned back to the foul mouthed green girl, and smiled with silver eyes, even though her resting bitch face remained as serene as ever. "My name is Deathwish. I'm not here to tear apart your pretty little home. This time." She looked around at the foliage... the urge to kill something was evident in the way she shifted in the sand agitatedly. But that is not why she was here. "I'm looking for Jah-Lilah. Is she around?" HTML by Call RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - Kelsie - 12-11-2017 It's Klaudius that grabs his attention the most out of the pair and when the purple colored stallion responds, his lips tilt slightly upwards in the tiniest of smirks. His threats come with little effect to the buckskin and white stallion and with a slight shrug he tilts his head curiously as he watches the other. For a moment he is silent and then he speaks - his tone is even, without threat or harshness. Though underlying it all is a sense of strength. "This kingdom will always welcome those who do not with her harm with welcoming arms and kind words. Though when or if her residents have reason to suspect ill-will, it is their right to protect their home. The other kings and queens who may have more power would do the same, and for us to not do so would be a sign of weakness - and we wouldn't want that, would we?" Another slight shrug follows his words and then his attention is quickly torn from Klaudius to Krone as she follows the others statements with biting words and a warning of her own. It is warranted of course. When there truly hadn't been any threat from Kelsie or herself at first - only simple suspicion, Klaudius had chosen to take it otherwise and drag it in a direction it shouldn't have gone. He watches as she approaches Klaudius and stepping forward, he stands close to his Queen's side, only backing away when she does the same. His eyes lock on her own until she begins to calm her rage and her next words have him nodding in agreement and then that agreement becomes verbal. "Krone is correct. If Ischia does not want you, she will make it known." And then there is the cremello mare. He hasn't forgotten about her. Slowly he looks towards her, her sarcastic comment going unnoticed and with a slow blink of his eyes he looks towards Krone. "We do not have a valid enough reason to turn them away forever. I say we let them stay. Maybe a trial period of sorts. At the end of the period we can decide if they are to be permanent residents or if they are to leave?" he sighs softly. "Though it is up to you my Queen. If they are wrong for Ischia, like you said, the truth will be revealed." He looks back towards the pair without emotion. "Nothing stays hidden in the dark forever." Then suddenly there is the newest face, a mare of obvious darkness and predatory nature. Her insults cause a slight snort of amusement and for a moment he is completely taken by her before blinking a few times and clearing his mind. "She is around somewhere," he knows the question was meant for Krone, but he can't help but answer. The image of the hyperactive mare came instantly to mind and he sighs softly. He hadn't liked her at first, but his time away from the islands had given him a chance to grow more tolerant and patient. He glances towards his queen apologetically and looks back towards the pair, refusing to take his attention completely away from them. RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - tannor - 12-11-2017 Quit your sleeping, I told you. "This is a mutha'fuckin' journey we finna go through." The demons though, it is they who thrive on it most of all. It calls to them like the sweet melody of a lover carrying through the empty spaces of the world, it's grasp clinging and pulling until finally they are in the open and ready to make their presence known to those around them. With it's call it pulls a singular face of history from the shadows of Ischia and soon a streak of silver can be found on the beach, staring at the group in silence. It's not where he intended to be. Instead the demon was in search of the one he trusted and admired most. But if history has taught him anything, it's that you don't always get what you want. He's here. She's gone. He's full of rage. Laughter. It's the first sound that rings from deep within the demon and with fluid movements the silver stallion makes his way towards the group, his all black eyes slowly sliding over each of them. In a moment like this he, like anyone, would have to decide who to stand with. Though his mind is already made. Like a snake he slithers up on the other side of the bay and emerald colored mare and he grins at Klaudius and his cream colored friend before shaking his head slowly. "Tsk, tsk," the sound slips from between clenched teeth. " You seem like the sort that should know that to get what you want you cannot be throwing around threats." He smiles again, this time his own grin dripping with silent warning. This was his home, too. Let it be known. Turning his head towards the new Queen his features instantly change to a slight kind and unusual nature. "Queen," he says in a respectful sort of greeting. "If these threats ever come to a head," he glances at the unknown pair, "You have my services. I pledge myself and my true self to you and the safety of this land." With that he turns and walks back towards the inland. Though before he can disappear he turns back towards the group a sinister smile on his face. "If a day comes where they need removal, I will gladly do it myself." In the shadows a long tongue can be seen slipping from between his teeth and licking his lips before he finally turns and continues into the darkness. Rage. It's burning inside him. She's gone. She keeps him grounded. He's nolonger grounded. The demon has risen once more. TANNOR demian & padma's demon-morphing asshole of a son @[Krone] <3 tannor just wanted a reason to come back. feel free to put him on the board. RE: If Looks Could Kill [Klaudius/Sabra/Any] - Klaudius - 12-14-2017 Klaudius Calm Before the Storm @[Deathwish] @[Sabra] @[Krone] not trying to leave anyone out but this is way too much to follow lol. |