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I'm going to get it soon! }:) Did you have one?
Sorry, been a bit busy and my relatives are always on the computer. (Hence why I'm 'grounded') So I've been messing around with my new 3DS. ^u^
Sorry! Busy w/ finals! Grounded from the computer...
Bump!
Terra sighed, but nodded with a cautious smile. She was no idiot; she knew something was off, though not exactly what it was. Had something happened to Relin? Not hibernating must have taken its toll on the white dragon. Then something dawned on her. Though it might not be the reason for him, if it were to happen to her, she would be devastated. Why didn't Relin have his two baby boys? Something... something wasn't right. Did the man simply leave his kids, with a hydra of all things?
If he did, she would have officially lost all faith in white dragons. If only SHE had not been killed trying to protect her son...
The hydra looked irately at Beelzebub, who had chosen to be loud and angry. Nothing abnormal or atypical of that. None of them so much as flinched, though Skylark did look a bit shaken up. He was still awestruck like his brother, though instead of sitting on Daddy's lap, he was standing by his chair like a good little boy. When Edge covered his ears, he smiled. Daddy's hands were so warm. He liked being massaged by Daddy. What was he thinking? Enslave this handsome man? No! Never!
Edge was one of the few that took Beelzebub seriously. While very crazy, Beelzebub was strong, and he had a horrible temper. Once he had lunged at Edge to kill him. He failed miserably, and received the beating of his life. After nodding his head in approval, Edge spoke. "Indeed. However, we cannot underestimate the Elders; they have survived for a reason. We should progress with the up most caution."
"Since when have we been afraid of the dragons?" Noire asked irritably. She obviously was not happy with that fact Edge thought they weren't capable of the task. The king exhaled sharply.
"They can imprison us in crystals forever, and that is a fate worse than death. We cannot risk that. If any of you feel like you'll hold us back then leave." Suddenly, Edge pounded the table, causing Leo to jolt up. "Pat attention! This is what we do." He then recalled how they killed Path's mother, and Terra's sister.
"Recall how we dealt with Elders in the past? We outnumber them. I died because we didn't have the numbers. Now listen, they will come as a unit and if he fight as individuals, we will perish. This castle is my maze; I rigged it. We need to split up the dragons and kill them one by one. Any questions?"
If he did, she would have officially lost all faith in white dragons. If only SHE had not been killed trying to protect her son...
The hydra looked irately at Beelzebub, who had chosen to be loud and angry. Nothing abnormal or atypical of that. None of them so much as flinched, though Skylark did look a bit shaken up. He was still awestruck like his brother, though instead of sitting on Daddy's lap, he was standing by his chair like a good little boy. When Edge covered his ears, he smiled. Daddy's hands were so warm. He liked being massaged by Daddy. What was he thinking? Enslave this handsome man? No! Never!
Edge was one of the few that took Beelzebub seriously. While very crazy, Beelzebub was strong, and he had a horrible temper. Once he had lunged at Edge to kill him. He failed miserably, and received the beating of his life. After nodding his head in approval, Edge spoke. "Indeed. However, we cannot underestimate the Elders; they have survived for a reason. We should progress with the up most caution."
"Since when have we been afraid of the dragons?" Noire asked irritably. She obviously was not happy with that fact Edge thought they weren't capable of the task. The king exhaled sharply.
"They can imprison us in crystals forever, and that is a fate worse than death. We cannot risk that. If any of you feel like you'll hold us back then leave." Suddenly, Edge pounded the table, causing Leo to jolt up. "Pat attention! This is what we do." He then recalled how they killed Path's mother, and Terra's sister.
"Recall how we dealt with Elders in the past? We outnumber them. I died because we didn't have the numbers. Now listen, they will come as a unit and if he fight as individuals, we will perish. This castle is my maze; I rigged it. We need to split up the dragons and kill them one by one. Any questions?"
Frey gritted his teeth as the hot, uncomfortable feelings of anger and hatred ate at him. He should just take Asbel by the hair and hurl him off Cassius. It would be rather humorous for someone to die in such a lame way. If someone died by falling off a flying mount, they would probably be the butt of jokes far and wide for centuries! Things like that would never be normal.
Before Frey was able to do anything crazy, there was a sudden dip and the prince heated the general declare they were headed down. "It's not lunch, you ninny!!" He screeched as strong arms latched onto his harness. Bracing himself, Frey closed his eyes and prepared for the worst. It was as if he had forgotten he was riding a living creature, and Cassius would not be stupid enough to plummet to the ground as if he was a stone in the sea.
Once they gently landed and the cold winds died down, Frey felt to make sure none of his coat buttons had come off. Roughly, he grunted and snapped his harness open, and looked around. They were lucky to have landed in a clearing of some sort in the Snap-Spires. As Frey ignored any objections, he snickered and slid off the dragon's scaly back and scampered off to check it out. What he found was surreal.
Not wandering more than twenty feet, Frey had a good look at the world around d him. The trees were black in color, and were unimaginably tall with few branches. There was some sort of white moss on the trees, and there was the scent of sap in the air along with burning firewood. Odd...
Before Frey was able to do anything crazy, there was a sudden dip and the prince heated the general declare they were headed down. "It's not lunch, you ninny!!" He screeched as strong arms latched onto his harness. Bracing himself, Frey closed his eyes and prepared for the worst. It was as if he had forgotten he was riding a living creature, and Cassius would not be stupid enough to plummet to the ground as if he was a stone in the sea.
Once they gently landed and the cold winds died down, Frey felt to make sure none of his coat buttons had come off. Roughly, he grunted and snapped his harness open, and looked around. They were lucky to have landed in a clearing of some sort in the Snap-Spires. As Frey ignored any objections, he snickered and slid off the dragon's scaly back and scampered off to check it out. What he found was surreal.
Not wandering more than twenty feet, Frey had a good look at the world around d him. The trees were black in color, and were unimaginably tall with few branches. There was some sort of white moss on the trees, and there was the scent of sap in the air along with burning firewood. Odd...
Then I shall humbly wait for your return. U.U
As Harp listened intently to Bel, he smiled slightly. The movie had been thinking of so fondly was the one featured on the billboard he had seen while on the rooftop. What was it called? Ah, yes, Wolfprint! It seemed to be very interesting, and also appeared to be quite... intimate? At any rate, Harp would be able to question his demon while the movie played.
"I wish to see 'Wolfprint'." The angel confided a bit too seriously. His gaze was firm, and even his hair seemed to be stern. It was hard not to laugh at Bel's pink hair, however. It was all very funny! Perhaps Harp was having too much fun and he should most definitely rid himself of the demon. 'Let's walk." Harp said before hugging the other male's arm giddily, prepared to follow.
If was hard to understand just what it was Harp wanted. Though he was segregated from pretty much everyone in his own realm, there was one angel who he was very close to. Of course, this was because he was a cupid as well. The very reason he was so disliked amongst most angels was because of his 'friend'.
Harp didn't really do anything wrong, but he was given a warning. Being romantically entangled with another male, as after all, not really appreciated. His partner and lover had been banished to the human realm on a suicide mission. That mission was to entrap a demon. It was only too bad that demon killed him. Perhaps this was why Harp was so chaotic, and his personality could be both happy and spiteful. The little wingless angel, who might be looking for... revenge...
"I wish to see 'Wolfprint'." The angel confided a bit too seriously. His gaze was firm, and even his hair seemed to be stern. It was hard not to laugh at Bel's pink hair, however. It was all very funny! Perhaps Harp was having too much fun and he should most definitely rid himself of the demon. 'Let's walk." Harp said before hugging the other male's arm giddily, prepared to follow.
If was hard to understand just what it was Harp wanted. Though he was segregated from pretty much everyone in his own realm, there was one angel who he was very close to. Of course, this was because he was a cupid as well. The very reason he was so disliked amongst most angels was because of his 'friend'.
Harp didn't really do anything wrong, but he was given a warning. Being romantically entangled with another male, as after all, not really appreciated. His partner and lover had been banished to the human realm on a suicide mission. That mission was to entrap a demon. It was only too bad that demon killed him. Perhaps this was why Harp was so chaotic, and his personality could be both happy and spiteful. The little wingless angel, who might be looking for... revenge...
Aww! Thanks so much! The movie shall be Wolf print. Also, would you like to implement and plot twists or story arcs? I really love your ideas!
Need me to use Charon? ;)
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