Edge met the twins' pounds as he hugged his own body. Man, the cold was merciless. Edge knew the metal door was jammed somehow. The latch bent while inside, making it impossible to move, unless you had inhuman strength. Screaming in both fear and frustration, Edge pounded until his fists bled. Grittng his teeth, he surveyed his surroundings. He was doomed. "Sh, Shh! It's alright, boys... Daddy's just... playing with you!" He laughed like it was all a game. A fun, innocent game, knowing well the two could hear him.
Skylark held his fists, worn and bloody from beating on the door as he started to cry. He clung to his twin. He had to help Daddy! When Daddy told him it was all a game, Skylark's eyes narrowed as years streamed down. "Stop it!" He roared rather loudly, causing Edge to cover his ears instinctively.
The dragon spread out his wings and let go of Sleipnir's hand, grey tail thrashing. "Daddy, this isn't fun! I'm scared! I just want you to hug me! Daaaaaaaaaaaaaddy!" The poor baby screamed at the top of his lungs. Edge's violet eyes also cried, the tears frosting as they fell. His teeth chattered, and his lips were slightly blue. It was only a matter of time until his heart would stop beating. He choked on the quickly freezing blood in his throat.
The sound sickened Skylark. "Sleipnir !!!!! We. Have. To. Save. Dad. Dy." He said between sobs. The baby cried and cried, falling to his knees.
The hydra, thinking his job was done, spread his wings and flew away into the smoggy sky. How was it he could breathe the air and Path could not? Why, he was the one who made then smog, of course!
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Squealing in surprise as his brother crawled atop him, Skylark murmured in agreement. "I'm hungry too, Daddy!"
Seeing Sleipnir and Skylark so raring to go made the human smile instinctively. Oh, this was what love was, wasn't it? Wanting to protect these two and make them happy. Make them smile all the time, and laugh with them. He wet his lips as they spoke of food. Though they only had a single vault, his kids needed to eat.. He took one hand in each, and squeezed reassuringly. "You two hungry? Daddy will feed you..."
After leading them to the still, open vault, Edge told them to wait outside. He was going to fetch some canned goods near the back. He rubbed his arms. It was really cold. Finding them, Edge harrumphed in approval. The pig carcasses would be for later. However, before the human could leave the vault, it slammed shut in his face with a loud klang- seemingly all by itself. Violet eyes widened in horror, the only way to unlock it was from the outside. The can slid from his grip as he banged his palms on the metal door. "Sleipnir ! Skylark! Help daddy!" He bit his lip. How could he be so stupid? Locking himself in a freezer?? He would die, unless help came in time,
Skylark watched horrified as the door slammed shut on Daddy. Leaping into action, he tried to help by punching at the bulletproof metal. Perhaps if he was older, he could do it, but he was too weak. "Daddy!!!" He roared, trying to help. What he didn't know was that the human would freeze in just over an hour.
Meanwhile, from the chute, a boy laughed. As he spread his eat hey wings, it wasn't hard to tell what he was a hydra! He was the one responsible.
Seeing Sleipnir and Skylark so raring to go made the human smile instinctively. Oh, this was what love was, wasn't it? Wanting to protect these two and make them happy. Make them smile all the time, and laugh with them. He wet his lips as they spoke of food. Though they only had a single vault, his kids needed to eat.. He took one hand in each, and squeezed reassuringly. "You two hungry? Daddy will feed you..."
After leading them to the still, open vault, Edge told them to wait outside. He was going to fetch some canned goods near the back. He rubbed his arms. It was really cold. Finding them, Edge harrumphed in approval. The pig carcasses would be for later. However, before the human could leave the vault, it slammed shut in his face with a loud klang- seemingly all by itself. Violet eyes widened in horror, the only way to unlock it was from the outside. The can slid from his grip as he banged his palms on the metal door. "Sleipnir ! Skylark! Help daddy!" He bit his lip. How could he be so stupid? Locking himself in a freezer?? He would die, unless help came in time,
Skylark watched horrified as the door slammed shut on Daddy. Leaping into action, he tried to help by punching at the bulletproof metal. Perhaps if he was older, he could do it, but he was too weak. "Daddy!!!" He roared, trying to help. What he didn't know was that the human would freeze in just over an hour.
Meanwhile, from the chute, a boy laughed. As he spread his eat hey wings, it wasn't hard to tell what he was a hydra! He was the one responsible.
xD No prob, dude. Catch up with what you need to in RL and forget it- I'm not angry!
About a day or so later, Edge felt his eyes flutter open. He groaned, stretching and hearing his muscles pop and bones crack. Yawning, the boy's gaze drifted over to his kids. They were so adorable. Edge wanted nothing more than to just squeeze their soft bodies. Then, realizing they were powerful dragons, reached out and squeezed their soft arms lovingly, giggling softly. "Good morning, my loves...." Though Path was nowhere to be found, Edge didn't seem to mind.
The violet eyed teen stared intently at Sleipnir . He was so beautiful, just like a god. Edge wondered if he would want to- No! What was he thinking? Blushing a bit, Edge looked at the ground in shame.
Embracing Sleipnir , he suddenly pressed his lips against the child's soft stomach and blew harshly, giving him a raspberry! He giggled. "I love you two soooooo much!" He sang. "Father's not here right now, but I'm still here! Do you guys want to play with me?" He asked, giving the two a wink.
Skylark grinned. His Daddy had slept for so long, and now he was awake! It was all too grand! He giggled and squealed madly as Edge touched him. "Daddy! Daddy!" He squealed, curls bouncing about. When Edge asked if they wanted to play, Skylark squirmed uncontrollably. "Yes! Please Daddy, please!"
The violet eyed teen stared intently at Sleipnir . He was so beautiful, just like a god. Edge wondered if he would want to- No! What was he thinking? Blushing a bit, Edge looked at the ground in shame.
Embracing Sleipnir , he suddenly pressed his lips against the child's soft stomach and blew harshly, giving him a raspberry! He giggled. "I love you two soooooo much!" He sang. "Father's not here right now, but I'm still here! Do you guys want to play with me?" He asked, giving the two a wink.
Skylark grinned. His Daddy had slept for so long, and now he was awake! It was all too grand! He giggled and squealed madly as Edge touched him. "Daddy! Daddy!" He squealed, curls bouncing about. When Edge asked if they wanted to play, Skylark squirmed uncontrollably. "Yes! Please Daddy, please!"
(WIP! Just wanted to show I'm still interested...)
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Full Name: Harte Monochrome
Alias: Snowstar
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Homeland: United States
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Languages: English, French
Height/Weight: 5"10, 145 lbs.
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Harp's gaze sparkled in anticipation. "Sure. What did you need?" He asked curiously, a little nervously. Demons reacted unpredictably to arrows like his. Carefully, Harp would bump his shoulder to the demon, signalling he wanted to get a move on. There was no point in staying in one place all the time. Now that he was stuck here, Harp was determined to make the most of it.
In all seriousness, he was what you would call an exile. And exiles were, of course, bad. There was no point in keeping angels who allied themselves with demons in the pure realm. Perhaps Harp had allied himself with Bel, but as soon as the arrow's effects came to an end, this lovey-dovey nonsense would be all over and he would be cruelly massacred. He wished there was a way to still return to the pure realm.
As for his home, many wondered what it was like. In all seriousness, the pure realm resembled the Renaissance. There were shining alabaster buildings and foods so sweet they would melt a human's tastebuds. They had built the human world in the image of their world, but eventually the humans stopped believing in them. When they built a city on the moon, they had kissed their celestial 'friends' goodbye. AS for his life...
He hadn't explained it to Bel, but Harp was an outcast. Not because of his powers, or because he looked different, but because he distanced himself. Why? As an angel of love, Harp knew the pain it caused in others, and didn't want to get caught up in such a thing. Love could blossom between anyone. Friends, siblings, coworkers... It was better just to let everything go. As such, Harp, though kind, was obviously distanced.
In all seriousness, he was what you would call an exile. And exiles were, of course, bad. There was no point in keeping angels who allied themselves with demons in the pure realm. Perhaps Harp had allied himself with Bel, but as soon as the arrow's effects came to an end, this lovey-dovey nonsense would be all over and he would be cruelly massacred. He wished there was a way to still return to the pure realm.
As for his home, many wondered what it was like. In all seriousness, the pure realm resembled the Renaissance. There were shining alabaster buildings and foods so sweet they would melt a human's tastebuds. They had built the human world in the image of their world, but eventually the humans stopped believing in them. When they built a city on the moon, they had kissed their celestial 'friends' goodbye. AS for his life...
He hadn't explained it to Bel, but Harp was an outcast. Not because of his powers, or because he looked different, but because he distanced himself. Why? As an angel of love, Harp knew the pain it caused in others, and didn't want to get caught up in such a thing. Love could blossom between anyone. Friends, siblings, coworkers... It was better just to let everything go. As such, Harp, though kind, was obviously distanced.
Edge smiled. The kiss had drained him of whatever kind of energy that was left, and he only had a fleeting glimpse left. "Hn...." Violet eyes narrowed slightly. Now that he was done doting, he was observing. And there was something really different about his Path-Path. Maybe it was the sinister dark in his golden eyes, or the way Path held him tighter than normal. The longing way Path stared at him, like a sailor stranded in the ocean who had seen little specs of land. What exactly was up? The boy's jet back hair was combed as he ran his hand through it nervously. Trust him, he reminded himself. There was nothing like tearing apart a relationship with a lack of trust and understanding.
Sighing deeply, the boy's eyes began to feel heavier and heavier as he laid on the dragon's lap. A week ago, they would have stayed like this for hours and hours. But... Why did it feel so uncomfortable? Edge squirmed a bit, trying to stop the pins and needles. He pouted slightly and put his palms on Path's shoulders, smiling before he slid off. Trying not to let Path know how painful it was to sit on his lap. Plastering on a fake smile, Edge squeezed his hands together. "I'll go... uh... unlock the vaults." With that, he skipped out of the room and punched in a code to pop open the last remaining vault. There was just one more, because admittedly, between a pregnant dragon, two newborn dragons and himself, the food had diminished. Sighing as he eyes the few carcasses of pig suspended by wire. Edge sat down in front of it and thought to himself.
Why did being with Path seem so different? Why did his love feel like it was gone? There were many questions. The scientist began to slowly walk back to the bedroom. Path wanted to take Sleipnir and Skylark hunting. But what would they hunt for? As an ecological scientist, he knew there was nothing to find anymore, except for the grotesque spiders that lived around the surface. Smiling to the white dragon, Edge would step around him and instead go to their sleeping kids. He rubbed their stomachs as he sat on the mattress. "Daddy loves you..." He whispered lovingly before using Sleipnir's soft stomach as a pillow. It was so cute how the two clung to each other. Soon, Edge found himself in a deep sleep, his cheek rubbing against the wool of his son's shirt. He embraced the baby dragon lovingly. It was strange, but in a few months, they would be as big as him...
Skylark suddenly felt something familiar hit his nostrils. It was his daddy! He wanted to wake, but found he was too tired to. Perhaps not exercising while in the egg was a bad thing. Sleipnir might have enough energy, though.
Sighing deeply, the boy's eyes began to feel heavier and heavier as he laid on the dragon's lap. A week ago, they would have stayed like this for hours and hours. But... Why did it feel so uncomfortable? Edge squirmed a bit, trying to stop the pins and needles. He pouted slightly and put his palms on Path's shoulders, smiling before he slid off. Trying not to let Path know how painful it was to sit on his lap. Plastering on a fake smile, Edge squeezed his hands together. "I'll go... uh... unlock the vaults." With that, he skipped out of the room and punched in a code to pop open the last remaining vault. There was just one more, because admittedly, between a pregnant dragon, two newborn dragons and himself, the food had diminished. Sighing as he eyes the few carcasses of pig suspended by wire. Edge sat down in front of it and thought to himself.
Why did being with Path seem so different? Why did his love feel like it was gone? There were many questions. The scientist began to slowly walk back to the bedroom. Path wanted to take Sleipnir and Skylark hunting. But what would they hunt for? As an ecological scientist, he knew there was nothing to find anymore, except for the grotesque spiders that lived around the surface. Smiling to the white dragon, Edge would step around him and instead go to their sleeping kids. He rubbed their stomachs as he sat on the mattress. "Daddy loves you..." He whispered lovingly before using Sleipnir's soft stomach as a pillow. It was so cute how the two clung to each other. Soon, Edge found himself in a deep sleep, his cheek rubbing against the wool of his son's shirt. He embraced the baby dragon lovingly. It was strange, but in a few months, they would be as big as him...
Skylark suddenly felt something familiar hit his nostrils. It was his daddy! He wanted to wake, but found he was too tired to. Perhaps not exercising while in the egg was a bad thing. Sleipnir might have enough energy, though.
Ferris swished air around in his mouth as he looked carefully at the closet. He could smell the polymers in the cloth. It was strange, but it tickled is nose and made it tickle. He looked curiously as Rus left to clothe himself. Clothes, in his opinion, were a strange concept? Why wear fake skin when the ocean gave you your own beautiful skin to walk around in? It made little sense to the merman. Shrugging, Ferris decided to do what the rokea asked. It made him stop and wonder to why he cared whether or not his prisoner was clothed. The grip on his towel slipped, and the male fingered the different fabrics. There were so many. Pouting slightly, grey eyes shone as they found a soft, lavender shirt and woolly boxers along with shorts. Curiously he slid them on. It felt a little heavy, but he didn't seem to mind it all that much.
As Rus came back, Ferris' eyes darted towards him. Slowly, he sat down near a circular ship window. He placed a silky hand on the Plexiglas. He could see the surface of the ocean, tossing and turning with calming waves. He wanted nothing more than to jump in there, his scales ripping the cloth to shreds and freeing him. He sighed. Though he wasn't in a barred cage, he was still trapped. There was nothing he could do but comply to whatever Rus told him to do. If he was wounded too much, the ocean might not recognize him anymore. Then he wondered if the rokea would ever let him go.
"You know?" He responded thoughtfully. This rokea wanted everything, he would try his best to meet the demands given. "Seahorses are really cute, aren't they? I mean, I used to talk to one once. He was really nice, even though he couldn't talk back. You know, you can see someone's eyes laughing? It was like that." Though Rus probably didn't understand, Ferris was giving him all he had. The seahorse that looked to be made of gold, that he followed up, up, up into the burning sunlight. How he was guided to a kingdom...
As Rus came back, Ferris' eyes darted towards him. Slowly, he sat down near a circular ship window. He placed a silky hand on the Plexiglas. He could see the surface of the ocean, tossing and turning with calming waves. He wanted nothing more than to jump in there, his scales ripping the cloth to shreds and freeing him. He sighed. Though he wasn't in a barred cage, he was still trapped. There was nothing he could do but comply to whatever Rus told him to do. If he was wounded too much, the ocean might not recognize him anymore. Then he wondered if the rokea would ever let him go.
"You know?" He responded thoughtfully. This rokea wanted everything, he would try his best to meet the demands given. "Seahorses are really cute, aren't they? I mean, I used to talk to one once. He was really nice, even though he couldn't talk back. You know, you can see someone's eyes laughing? It was like that." Though Rus probably didn't understand, Ferris was giving him all he had. The seahorse that looked to be made of gold, that he followed up, up, up into the burning sunlight. How he was guided to a kingdom...
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