Quit your sleeping, I told you.
"This is a mutha'fuckin' journey we finna go through."
"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.