Mommy and Daddy were... a little busy. So naturally, the girls wandered off. Very happily.
Perhaps wandered was not completely accurate.
They absolutely snuck away, slipped off quietly into the trees while Mommy wasn't looking with hushed, excited whispers. It was alright, Daddy would keep her busy. "Shh!," she nosed Zoe back into her hair, her sister shrunken to such a small size to hide away, the little voice giggling in her ear. "You're gonna get us caught!"
Ohhh, but once they were away, she stretched her legs at a gallop with a twinkling laugh. It was fine, Zoe would hold on. She'd manage. "Zoe. Where should we go? You know we can't go far. Daddy will get so upset." She said it with a slight pout, but she didn't really wait for an answer though. Sometimes it didn't matter what Zoe said back. They usually had the same ideas anyway.
She halted with a soft gasp. Like that!! "Ohhh, Zoe!" she murmured, a wicked sly grin slipping across her lips. "Zoe look at him." No pause for an answer again, heading straight for the boy with bright pink skin and glorious wings, his hair a beautiful deep blue. Oh gosh, he was perfect.
Zynnie slid right up to him, eyes roaming freely, making a slow circle with her shoulder and hip brushing against him. "Oh, hello," she crooned, delighted gaze flicking finally to his handsome face. "Oh, he is a nice one, isn't he?" She didn't even care if he thought she was talking to herself. He'd learn in his own time.
"What should we do with him first?"
Assailant -- Year 226
"But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura
[mature] I can be your heartache, you can be my shame
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09-22-2018, 02:45 PM
09-22-2018, 05:39 PM
dizorien just a bit of a surprise.
Since Momma and Daddy were more interested in each other (not so much in the way she knows Dad wants, but details), it was easy enough for the girls to slip away. Mostly in silence, if Zoe could get a hold of her giggling. Why it was so funny, she didn't know. Maybe just that she is aware Daddy is always watching and would eventually catch up to them and scowl at them the way he does. The way his eyes go all bright and the little flecks of purple in them become more apparent. Sends tinglies down her spine. Trouble is fun! So now it was time for them to find something else to get into.
09-22-2018, 07:17 PM
Everything sucks. Seethe stomps through the forest, growling and making no effort to hide his mood or really himself at all. What’s the point, when you’re as bright a pink as he is? Stupid Dad, it’s all his fault. Him and Pix, they both got Dad’s stupid pink, but at least Pix is a girl and it like, looks almost normal on her? Seethe, though, he looks like a rainbow vomited blue and pink all over him, mostly the toxic pink shade that he P R A Y E D as a baby he’d shed out of. No such fuckin’ luck though. Anyhow. Whatever. Pink isn’t the biggest of his problems. He’s also got Dad sniffing around Mom looking to make another baby sibling (like they need more damn pink in the world) and like riding his ass about scowling all the time and telling him to lighten up and smile more. What the fuck’s there to smile about? Nothing, that’s what. So whatever, Dad can suck it. And he told him so too, before stomping off again. Which is how he ended up here, wandering around by the river, all stompy and grumbly and shit. And then. God, and then, like his day wasn’t shit enough. Some crazyyy little weirdo shows up, and she’s all up rubbing on him, talkin’ to herself and crooning at him like he’s supposed to like...be into her or some crazy shit? Bitch, please. You little. Like baby sister little. Hard pass. So he scowls at her, which takes a little doing since he was already scowling and all before she showed up, and huffs a little snort and lashes his tail at her. “Who the fuck you talkin’ to, crazy? The voices in your head getting loud today?”
09-22-2018, 07:43 PM
It didn't irritate her at all to have her sister's voice in her ear. Not today, anyway. And her smile only shined a little brighter with each delightfully wicked thing Zoe shared with her.
09-22-2018, 08:44 PM
dizorien just a bit of a surprise.
Ohhh, he has such a fantastic scowl. Rich brown eyes set in that gloriously pink face. He really has handsome bone structure underneath all that beautiful pink hair, which really just makes him all the nicer to look at. Not that they have very much to compare him to, but he's probably the new highest on her list of people not-family. Her thoughts mirror her sister's: he's absolutely brilliant.
09-22-2018, 09:12 PM
Oh Father fuckin’ Christmas. Her voice is all sugary-sweet and like sticky, the sounds drawing out and dragging fingernails down his spine. He pulls back, face drippinnnng disgust. “Oh my god don’t. Gross. Nope. Noooope. Baaack it on up, crazy, I’m so not feelin’ it.” Ugggghhhhh she kisses his shoulder and he jumps back like she fuckin’ bit him, lashing out and snapping his teeth at her. “What the fuck, get off me! No. No, no, no, no, fuck no, there will be no kissing me, crazy. None. Fuck off.” Ugh, he can feel it like, crawlin’ across his skin, so fuckin’ nasty, like she kissed cooties onto his skin and they’re crawlin’ up his neck. He twitches his skin, shuddering and trying to shake it off. “God, are you like contagious or something? Ugh, go away, you little freak. Back the fuck off, don’ nobody want you here.” Uggggh seriously though, what the actual fuck? His skin’s for real crawling with it, like there’s a fuckin’ bug or some shit. He shakes his head again, getting so into it that he drops his head and shakes all the way down through his wings to his tail, ruffling his feathers and stretching his wings out and resettling them against his back. Bleurgh. Better, for like five whole seconds he can’t feel it. But then right in his goddamn ear, this creepy-ass little tickle that makes him jerk back, shakes his head again, snorts and stomps and drops his head to rub his ear against his leg. Fuckin’ nothing. “What the shit, quit it!” Dammit, and then on his fucking withers again! He turns to chomp whatever the fuck it is, trying to bite down and smash the damn bug or whatever--oh Christ, and it’s a teeny, tiny goddamn pony. He narrows his eyes and still tries to bite the little fucker. Holy shit, there’s two of them. Kill him. Please.
09-23-2018, 10:24 AM
She may have pouted a little when Zoe said not to kiss him yet. But it was gone at her next words. Ohhh, yes, she'd gladly touch him again. Good idea, Zo.
09-23-2018, 11:58 AM
dizorien just a bit of a surprise.
Heehee, this was so goddamn perfect. He couldn't have reacted better if he tried. She almost lost it several times with each grumpy word he spat. No kissing? Surely he didn't know what he was saying. Kisses are nice. He would see.
09-23-2018, 02:23 PM
Unbe-fucking-lievable. Omfg they’re relentless, crawlin’ all over him and touching him and sneaking nasty little kisses to his skin like they owned him or some shit. And fucking nose boop?! REALLY? He glowers at bug-bitch and tosses his head again, trying to bat her out of the air, send her flying a little. “Get the fuck off me!” he growls, kicking out at crazy with a front leg and snorting, shaking his head and pulling away. Crazy rubs her face on him like a little weirdo, scolding him and smirking at him all suggestively, and he just fuckin’ glares. “No. No good biting, not gonna happen.” Freeeeeak. Aims a bite for her nose when she kisses his jaw, ears pinned and tail lashing, and bumps against her with his shoulder, trying to shove her away and hell, maybe smush Thing Two at the same time. “Go. Away,” he growls, even though growling’s gotten him fuckin’ nowhere so far. He doesn’t even have time to notice Thing Two’s disappeared, too distracted dealing with Crazy and her personal space issues. Respect a motherfucker’s bubble, okay? Carnage’s teeming balls, they’re both so fuckin’ clingy and touchy and kissy. Gross. “No. Bad crazy. Bad. Back off.” Does she listen, though? Of fuckin’ course not. He grumbles again, opens his mouth to lash out some more when Thing Two basically starts groping him, touching his wing in super sensitive places that make him twist away. “Fuck! Quit it! No touchy! Do you two not understand the meaning of the word no?!” Oh holy shit though she got normal-sized somewhere along the line, he didn’t expect that and his eyes widen a little. Probably shoulda, ‘cause well. Magic and all. He eyes her warily, blowing out a nervous snort now that there’s two of them closer to his size, feelin’ outnumbered and surrounded with one on each side. “You seriously need to work on your game. With someone else.” Sure as hell not feelin’ the seduction, so much as just relentlessly bombarded with crazy and groped. By kids, no less. “Ohhhmygod stop touching me.” He shies away as Thing Two nibbles on his wings, jumping forward and shaking himself, stretching out his wings and drawing himself up to his full height and trying to make himself bigger as he turns to face them. Not that being bigger than them seemed to matter, but still. As big and tall and broad as he can manage, neck arched like he’s takin’ no sass from nobody, eyes narrowed at them all intense, nostrils flared. Raises one hoof and paws at the ground, lookin' all majestic and shit. Probably super intimidating. Just saying. “Go home, girls. You can’t handle this.”
09-29-2018, 08:46 AM
Oh! He was not always the perfect boy, was he! Not when he snapped at her poor nose like that for kissing his jaw so sweetly, and then when his shoulder was thrown at her to bump her roughly away. |
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