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i'm not the devil, but i won't be your hero. || jah-lilah - Offspring - 07-30-2017 You're looking at an absolute zero;
It was humid.I'm not the devil but I won't be your hero. When was it ever not? There was a stagnant thickness to the air that had been, at one time, stifling to him, but he had grown accustomed to it and instead, he felt enveloped by it. Embraced by it. Thus, the volcanic island had become his own. He had once thought it impossible to feel that he belonged anywhere else but the frigid tundra from whence he came prior to the rumbling, reformation of the Reckoning, but time had inevitably proven him wrong, and the tendrils of swaying vegetation caressing the length of his heavy, muscular legs and the growing plume of smoke rising up from the crest of the volcano itself were soothing to his wild but weary soul. He could not stay still for long. He had spent much of the day on the western border, his gaze settled somewhere out onto the voracious, angrily churning sea - it is not often so untamed, but there is a cloaking of darkness in the distant sky along the fading horizon. A tempest is coming, brought forth by the wayward wind, caressing the length of his body and entangling itself within the matted tresses that lay haphazardly across the thickness of his neck. He had watched it move closer, mile by mile, its shadow descending upon the island and with it, a thin veil of warm rain. It is trickling across the surface of his skin, tempering the vivid flame of his exoskeleton that danced across his dark, but heavily scarred flesh. He is unmoved - the rumbling of the storm reverberates through his chest, stirring a faint, but fleeting smile to tug at the corner of his mouth. It reminded him of the cruel and unforgiving snowstorms he had endured while in the land of ice, and the frigidity of its harsh gale - but the monsoon is soothing, in a way - a cloaking of warmth, blending with a soft but subtle gust. He does not prefer one over the other. It is simply another experience amid a thousand others. When he does finally pry himself away from the shoreline, he is plunging himself deeper into the volcanic isle, moving seamlessly toward a steaming hot spring that lay near the base of the rumbling volcano, beneath a sparse copse of foliage. It is quiet, but not eerily so. Overhead, a collection of fowl glide toward the sea, their crooning voices breaking through the silence, while his dark gaze catches a glimmer of gleaming fire amid the golden grain. The shadow of a smile has returned, pulling at his mouth as he moves closer, observing the feather entangled with her wild and unkempt tresses. She is undoubtedly wild and beautiful, but not unfamiliar to him - she had sought out Tangerine on the day of her birth, and though he had kept at bay, he had seen enough to know that she had come with no ill intention in mind. Alas, now, she is alone, as is he. ”You must be Jah-Lilah,” he murmurs, his voice a rumbling baritone while his gaze searches her own. ”I am Offspring - I am the Overseer of Tephra,” no longer a King - it had never felt the same, not after the Reckoning - not after hundreds of years of history had been stolen away. ”you are a friend of Tangerine, then? Not much gets past me.” He muses, a low chuckle emerging, and then, ”Welcome.” OFFSPRING another zealot with the weight of the fucking world. @[Jah-Lilah] RE: i'm not the devil, but i won't be your hero. || jah-lilah - Jah-Lilah - 08-16-2017 Jah-Lilah stronger than you know @[Offspring] RE: i'm not the devil, but i won't be your hero. || jah-lilah - Offspring - 08-16-2017 You're looking at an absolute zero;
He had been watching.I'm not the devil but I won't be your hero. As he always had; as he always would. His own sullen heart had learned long ago to beat at a slow and steady pace, unhurried by the heavy burden of time, his skin, his thick and broad bone structure, his thick muscles untouched by age. He moved more deliberately than most, observing each minute detail of every passing day. At one point, long ago, he had lost himself somewhere within the dark recesses of his mind, where the weight of his mostly guarded secrets lie still and laden with the dust of a hundred years or more – but alas, he had been awakened, stirred to life and thus, moved into action. She is as unhurried as he, languishing within her own existence in a way that he cannot ignore – she is wild, unwieldy, and he is intrigued. A faint lacing of humor has woven its way into the dark inflection of his burning gaze, settled steadily upon her (though flickering, for a moment, to the sparkling current sputtering from where she is so firmly planted – ah, fire has come to know the pure energy of electricity, at last). And yet, though he, himself, is at ease, she is not. There is a discomfort in her posture – a rigidity he had not seen in some time, and as the realization settles heavily on his mind, he can hardly suppress the smile tugging at the corner of his dark mouth, where neatly teeth lay bare with the quirk of his grin. ”Rest easy, Sparky,” he muses thoughtfully (Ashes-of-the-Earth, he thinks. I like that.), his gaze once more tracing the thick muscle of her shapely legs to where the electricity had emerged haphazardly mere moments ago. ”I am too old to claim the company of those who do not want it; you need not be afraid of me. My harem days are long behind me – over a century ago, in fact.” A pause, his gaze averting elsewhere, to where the rumbling of a distant storm has touched the edge of his worn and weary border, where the volcanic ash had met with the sea. ”Times have changed. As have I, and I do not permit any to behave out of line within Tephra. As such, you are welcome here as long as you desire to stay, and free to come and go as you please.” OFFSPRING another zealot with the weight of the fucking world. @[Jah-Lilah] RE: i'm not the devil, but i won't be your hero. || jah-lilah - Jah-Lilah - 08-16-2017 Jah-Lilah stronger than you know OOC: Sorry, I promise the other one was better, lol |