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    Twilight Dragon

    Twilight Dragon

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    Lineage : Hic Sunt Dracones
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    Mentor : Whedalsin
    Experience : 18,930

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Twilight Dragon Magic
    Second Magic: Twilight Dragon Magic
    Third Magic: Twilight Dragon Magic


    Post by Akeya 18th February 2021, 7:43 pm

    Akeya could tell that Tiisha was still struggling with her displeasure at how the evening had developed so far, but at the same time the red-haired dragoness was putting a lot of effort into hiding it and putting on a more amiable front. The twilight dragoness figured that for the both of them to get the best out of this entire event she'd have to do her best to make sure Tiisha also enjoyed herself. Given how full-blooded dragons were relatively rare Akeya was legitimately curious to see just how qualified this particular specimen was in bed. "Fortunately I don't think we have to wait much longer for the opportunity." True enough, it looked like the evening was already heading towards some sort of climax. Several couples had already departed, including the hostess, so the two dragonesses wouldn't have to loiter much longer before they could leave the mortals behind.

    Although Tiisha's reaction to Akeya's warning regarding the wine caused one eyebrow to rise. The redhead was being rather casual on the topic, as if it wasn't even a concern for her. Given that by this point Akeya had already been pretty blunt about the pregnancy (at least, from her perspective) she figured that if Tiisha still wasn't showing any worry about the effect alcohol might have on her unborn child it was probably because she had reason to believe that her internal chemistry would take care of the issue. "It's better suited for mortal tongues. That and while the hosts of such gatherings might wish to impress at the same time they'd save the highest quality for more... discriminating parties." It wasn't like there had been a particularly high bar to pass to attend this event. Nothing like an actual gala where everyone had to be invited personally.

    "They might use pheromones if they could." Akeya smirked as she said that. "From my observations most of the sapient mortals have sensitive eyes and ears but their noses are a lot less developed than yours and mine. As a result they don't use scent to communicate like we would do." Not that dragons had poor eyesight or hearing, but their noses definitely were the most notable difference with the mortals given that most mortals just didn't have such an advanced sense of smell. "It must be strange, to move through the world without being able to pick up the many scents."

    When Tiisha suggested that Akeya might be a suitable model for underwear the twilight dragoness let out an amused hum. "I suppose I could... although that would be a first for me as well~" She gave Tiisha a wink as she said that. She was, after all, a dragon, same as Tiisha. Just because she knew about underwear didn't mean she used it herself. That wasn't to say she had never worn underwear but it was definitely not something she did often, or even occasionally.

    After that things got a bit stranger. It seemed like something had just struck Tiisha. A thought, to be more precise. Going by the way she suddenly focused on her womb it seemed like it had to do with her child. Akeya blinked as she tried to understand that. Had she actually forgotten about the life within her own womb? Was that why she'd been so careless with the alcohol? It seemed strange, although then again the little one inside the redhead's belly was so small that the conception must have been very recent. Perhaps early enough that no real symptoms of pregnancy had revealed themselves yet.

    Whatever the cause, Tiisha suddenly became a lot more forward in returning Akeya's advances, which the twilight dragoness had no objections to. She felt those soft fingers brushing against the exposed skin of her arm, and if her human form had a tail the tip would have been twitching. Instead Akeya just answered the other lady's movements by wrapping her free arm around her companion's waist, holding her close. "There is only one way to find out, although I suspect that you'll be pleasantly surprised." Akeya might most of the time be focused on other things, but when it came down to it she made sure that anyone she lay with walked away satisfied. If only to prove her skill to herself.

    Lifting the hand which was shackled to Tiisha's Akeya gently lifted the other woman's chin, then gave her a kiss which was both soft but still hungry. "Of course, my fiery lover." She purr-hissed. Her eyes shifted from gold to emerald, retaining their faint glow. "But we don't need any spectators for this. Hold on tight." Snapping her fingers once more, this time the move resulted in black smoke rising up from their joined shadow and wrapping around them. Within mere seconds the smoke dispersed into a flock of ravens, each fading away almost as quickly as they spread their wings.

    Akeya and Tiisha were nowhere to be seen, the only remnant of their presence being a pair of shackles which hit the ground with an audible clang. Not like either of the dragonesses needed those.

    WC: 851
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    SINGLES NIGHT [OPEN EVENT] - Page 9 WolfySiggy2
    Between the Sun and the Moon, where it is neither Day nor Night, the Dragon of Twilight sleeps.


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    Post by Danny 5th April 2021, 7:18 pm

    Are you CRAZY when all your friends are GHOSTS?

    A grin was on the pink haired man's face as he poked the nose of the woman. “We can meet in the park in the center of Crocus here. It’s not far from this party.” He had mused to the woman. As Tura had put a hand on his thigh, he raised an eyebrow and smirked to her. He wasn’t going to move while she was doing this. It was going to keep him going right then anyways.

    As he was dancing with the orange suggestively, and enjoying himself while at it, he noticed that Tura was being distracted by her half, having tapped her lightly to get her attention with his foot. When she did notice him, Danny was smirking to her while he danced with his orange. As he was writing on his board, and the orange was rubbed on his neck, a little confused about the juices going down his neck. He blushed a little and glanced down to the woman who was now nipping at him. His eyebrow rose before she was at his ear, and a cheeky smile was on his lips, but he had started to softly whine as he was told he couldn’t be eaten now as a snack. “I suppose you’re right…” He chuckles.

    After he had given the female his briefs, he was about to say something, when she started to freak out a little after the cuffs, Danny quickly twisted his hand to forcefully grab her hand and lace his fingers with hers. “Calm down…” He grumbled into her ear. “We can get the cuffs off so we can to go a room. Focus on my voice though.” He purrs as he slow dances with her, but he was close enough to sway his hips against hers. He twisted his hand down to grab Tura’s hand above the cuff and lead her hand to his chest, letting her feel him up a bit. “Imagine the cuffs being off on their own… and that we’re alone. Doesn’t that sound nice?” He glanced down to the cuff and saw it start to unclick from their wrists.

    His eyes went back towards Tura as he had a charmingly devilish grin to his face. He let go of her wrist and managed to grab the cuffs before they fell off completely, holding them up and lightly spinning around on his finger. “Look at what we have here…?” He sticks his tongue out to her. “Now what was this about needing me now? Is it still true?” He tossed the cuffs onto a nearby table and had his arm slink around Tura’s waist before he glanced around to notice where the door was at from their location, and raised an eyebrow to her. “My room isn’t too far from here, only at a nearby inn.” He smirks as he was slightly urging Tura to go with him.

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    Danny #ffccff & Arminius #cc9900
    Tag: @TnT
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    Character Sheet
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    Second Magic: Third Gen
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    Post by Lethe 2nd May 2021, 6:57 pm

    Leave the Future in the Past, We're Living in the Present now, Baby!

    Lethe was slightly grateful that Mathis didn’t question her aloud right then about her lack of wanting to express her last name. She didn’t need that in case either of the people knew her. It seemed that the last person managed to slip away from the other three women and disappeared into the crowd just before the next game started. Mathis and Poppi were first, with Masha next. Masha’s comment about wishing to have more hands had Lethe stiffening a bit. She didn’t need to be touched by her aunt… She wasn’t going to mentally survive. She needed brain bleach. She lifted up her board to write on it in a decent cursive lettering ‘Yes’ as she pointed the board towards Mathis. It lit up green as she closed her eyes. She honestly desperately wanted out of here with Masha close by as is. It felt dangerous in a not so good way to her.

    Second question was about her worst trait or eat food in ‘the most sexy way possible’... She nearly turned herself around and walked out. ‘Impatient’... Purple. ‘Perfectionist’... Purple. She stared at the board, shaking a little before she wrote in very tiny letters that barely seemed more than just a squiggle, ‘Sadistic’. Green. As soon as it lit green, she erased it and kept others from seeing it. That was her worst trait?! Oh boy… No thank you to everyone seeing. They didn’t need to know that too much… or at least all but one of them, if she had the chance.

    The last question had her setting down the board on a table and walking away. She wasn’t even going to bother answering that and going right for the dare. She had went right for the bathroom with a few other females it seemed. She came back with a black, neatly folded piece fabric in her hands. Her ears were a soft pink as she came back to the group. “I’ll be fine without authentic underwear, thank you.” She smiles sweetly before she turned towards Mathis. “I assume you are aware of where my dorm is on the ship to return these later? Or you can keep them if you wish.” She grabbed his hand gingerly before she set the fabric in his hand, showing that it was her own underwear that could just barely be considered underwear for herself honestly. “I’ll also pass on answering that last question.” She laced her fingers together as she stood there, ignoring the fact that she had just given away her underwear to her guildmate she barely knew.

    Then Masha asked about where she would like to kiss her partner, other than their lips. She nearly shuttered again as Masha gave her answer, honestly not wanting to hear that from her aunt… ‘Save me Veles.’ ‘You’re on your own, kid.’ ‘Drop dead.’ ‘Only with you.’ ‘I’ll find a way to kick you out of my mind and kick your ass…’ She looked to Mathis and put a knuckle to her lips as she thought. “Your ear.” She then said after a bit of deliberation. She glanced towards everyone else. She didn’t want to risk getting Masha curious about her answer for her, so she was going to not answer for any questions relating to the females in this group, even though Leona and Poppi weren’t too bad looking in her opinion, or at least she wasn’t going to give too suggestive of answers. “Everyone else, probably their cheeks.” She shrugs her shoulders, not giving them too much thought on it on purpose.

    She softly snorted as Masha and Leona kissed. It seemed like her aunt to do that. As she had giggled though, someone had come up behind her and hooked her up to Mathis by a pair of handcuffs. She froze and lifted her hand up to see the cuffs on her and Mathis’ wrist. Her eyes were wide as she couldn’t believe that she was being handcuffed. “Oh lords…” She muttered to herself as she looked back towards the stage. The hostess was informing them of their next game and how it went before she left with her partner for the night. Part of her was jealous, but, she wouldn’t complain… not too much at least. She already lost her composure as the cuffs had been put on her, and used her free hand to cover her face, not exactly hiding her blush. She then twisted her hand around the cuffs and grabbed his hand to drag him away. “It was nice meeting you all. We’ll be right back.” She says as she tugs on Mathis’ hand and pulls him with her a bit towards a corner of the room that was unoccupied, but still had people around them.

    “I’m never going to another singles event without searching the host up again.” She hissed to herself under her breath. Veles was snickering in her mind. ‘Sure you won’t.’ He didn’t believe she would search the host up every time, if she didn’t get lucky this time. She then pulled Mathis in front of her to push him against the wall again, putting her hand that had the cuff on it on the wall near his head. She raised an eyebrow as she smirked at him. “This is much better.” She coos as she had clearly dropped her politeness since they were a decent bit away from the group now. “Now how do we get that lovely little heartbeat of yours racing…?” She leaned herself up against him again, letting her chest meet his as she had her free hand touching just above where her chest met his. She could control herself after his smirk this time… or at least she was telling herself that.

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    #98AFC7-Lethe || #669999-Veles
    Tag: @SlayerMathis_ @Masha @Leona Jarnefeldt
    Enemies: Lethe's heart?



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    Post by Wiggles 29th June 2021, 5:07 am

    A hint of being flustered hit Scully for a brief moment. Anxiety would wrack him for a bit as he looked on at the fair maiden before him. There was more than enough pause than he was comfortable with. Perhaps he offended her in a way he did not realize? And with the fact that fat men sweat more and thus Scully looked as if a bucket of water got splashed on him which was unusual for the fat man. He had the knack to pay no heed to the opinions or comments others might have of him, content on going on his own stride and doing what he believed to be right. He had confidence. But now, he was more worried about himself than he ever was. Not out of selfishness, of course. Scully never had a single selfish bone in his body for as long as he would like to remember. Though that may not be such a long timeline as there are things he’d rather forget…

    Keeping in line with his selflessness, Scully scrambled nervously. Patting and looking at himself with such anxiety unsure of how he had offended the woman. He stammered as he tried to salvage what he thought little remained. “Uhm… We don’t have to if you don’t like it.” he said, nervously.

    Though fortunately, Scully would be able to let out a sigh of relief when Diana seemed to have been ok with it. Which now makes Scully curious as to why she froze for a bit back there, though he chose to worry about it too much and further the self-sabotaging he’s been doing to himself. And ok, he was doing so far so good with this, confident that they were one step closer to getting the magical cuffs removed. But what was the next phase? How do they take it up from here? He didn’t know it either and quite frankly, it might be hard to know as he felt out of place looking at the crowd as they walked, making him have a bit of self-doubt that may have always been there. Because Scully might always ask as if the things people do or say regarding him may not affect him, the truth was that he was still human. Vulnerable, and that it meant that some of what they do say does linger in his heart and in his mind.

    Thankfully, Diana would be the one to break the ice this time, asking what he thought of the event. It was an awkward question to be sure, especially since he wasn’t supposed to be there in the first place. He couldn’t help but look away for a bit, as can’t help but feel inadequate, an embarrassing failure of a partner for such an event, and Scully hated feeling such things right now, for this was only the first time he had felt such. Perhaps Diana is having quite the impact on the fat man. Which would normally be absurd and he could only blame the event for it. The theme, lights, ambiance, sights and activities all promote attraction in one way or another. Nevertheless, he would not allow himself to be rude in front of the woman so he answered as nicely and honestly as he could. “Well, I was just supposed to hand Ms. Lilith an item but I was too late apparently. But yeah, everyone here seems to be enjoying themselves, and they’re all good looking, fit individuals too.” he nervously replied, chuckling awkwardly at the end. “Oh, uhm, how about you?” he asked in the same manner as he had spoken earlier.

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    Diana Winchester
    Diana Winchester

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    Post by Diana Winchester 30th June 2021, 11:57 pm

    Diana looked at the tall, burly, and handsome man standing before her and did her best to keep a straight face and not betray any emotion that could be used against her. The blonde who was normally in perfect control of her emotions was having a hard time keeping them under wraps. Scully was a good guy and it was hard to find a good guy these days... at least in her opinion. Diana struggled to find something meaningful to say to keep the conversation going, but no words were coming out. Then it dawned on her.

    Diana did not know how to really talk to anyone.

    Diana could make small talk with ease, but when it came to actually connecting with someone the huntress had great difficulty. She did not know how to really connect with anyone to make a conversation meaningful. The "conversation" with Scully was no exception.

    In an effort to actually talk to him instead of just going through the motions for the sake of looking normal or making him do all the talking Diana had asked Scully what he thought about the event. She listened to his answer with genuine interest.

    Well, I was just supposed to hand Ms. Lilith an item but I was too late apparently. But yeah, everyone here seems to be enjoying themselves, and they’re all good looking, fit individuals too.” Scully replied. Diana had no idea who "Ms. Lilith" was and she was not really interested in finding out. The huntress was more focused on the dark-haired man in front of her, who was giving it his best effort to engage her in conversation. Diana decided to focus on trying to reciprocate.

    After taking a few moments to consider the wording of her response Diana looked her companion in the eyes to give him her honest opinion of the event.

    "I sort of like the event, Scully. It is well-organized and the decor is fitting. The decor is also tasteful too." Diana gave an assessment that focused on the technical aspects of the event rather than whether the event was fun to be at. She was telling the truth... she liked how there was enough decoration to make the place look lively without going overboard and putting too many decorative objects in the area. A slight blush appeared on the huntress' face as she hastily came up with an assessment that answered Scully's question from a less technical standpoint.

    "As far as actually having fun, I am having fun here. While I do not have very much to compare it to, on the whole this is an entertaining event. I like the scenery and I like the lively mood." Diana quickly gave him her revised answer and shared with him what was making her have fun. She had never been to anything quite like this, so she had no prior experience to use as a measuring stick. The closest comparison to this event she could come up with was a visit to Boomslang, but she was not quite sure if that was a good comparison, so she kept quiet about that for the moment.

    Looking at Scully made Diana feel odd. She was showing flashes of emotion when her mask slipped for just a moment. She was feeling something approaching "comfortable" around him. She was showing flashes of the "real" Diana to the burly black-haired man who was her conversation partner on this interesting evening.

    She did not know that there was a "real" her left inside after all these years and she was not sure what to think about that. There had to be something about Scully that was making her act this way. Maybe it was his handsome face. Maybe it was his honest personality. Maybe it was both at once... all she knew for certain was that it was unusually challenging to be her usual stoic self around him.

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