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[tenebrae16] Ditto Rouleaux [Skybreaker]

I don't have the wiki to check, but I believe it starts with an E.

[Skybreaker] Lumières Caelum [tenebrae16]

I can sort of flesh out stories for the rest, but Leo is still a little mystery to me. It's okay though, let me think about it a while and surprise you later.

Maybe some of the hydra'a stories possibly intertwine with the elders. After all, the current elders are the thirteenth group or so, believed to be reincarnated from the first few. There's a whole dragon culture I might try to explore and all. I also am wondering when to introduce Path path again, heh, but let's keep it a surprise now I guess...muahahha! Ahem...

[tenebrae16] Ditto Rouleaux [Skybreaker]

Creepy cute.

[Skybreaker] Lumières Caelum [tenebrae16]

Sure. :3

[tenebrae16] Ditto Rouleaux [Skybreaker]

Nope. :3 it's the kind that keeps you awake at night.

[Skybreaker] Lumières Caelum [tenebrae16]

Mines are better though!!!

[tenebrae16] Ditto Rouleaux [Skybreaker]

Eh, I'm going through romeo and Juliet for lit. History is surprisingly fun, our teacher always has interesting funny stories.

[tenebrae16] Ditto Rouleaux [Skybreaker]

The two brothers had honestly drifted apart. The last visit having been the most awkward ever especially with that damn annoying familiar of his. Dante didn't even know what it was meant to be. Most familiars took up the shape of some animal meant to represent their Master or just any animal in general really, but Dante was fairly certain that he had never seen an overgrown purple rat with curled up ears and large bug eyes that honestly freaked the shit out of him. Especially when it stared at him when he slept and kept on talking in what he considered was a high pitch squeal. Silencing any attempt to start a conversation made by either him or his brother.

Piping in at the worst moments, with the strangest things. Eventually, Dante had given up on any hope of reconciling with his long unseen brother, and any hope of getting a good night's rest and just stared up at the ceiling until sleep finally dragged him under. When he woke up, grumpy and irritable in the morning, he had been in such a bad sleep deprived mood that he barely talked to his brother at all. It wasn't like they had much to talk about anyway, sharing had faded into a thick line between their lives. Each falling to deeply into a net of their own different groups of friends, different schedules, different periods of rest and exhaustion. Their parents were barely the same anymore to either of them as well. Always finding reason to praise Sterling regardless of whether he was there to hear it or not. Dante had certainly been there to hear it and though he told himself time and countless time again that he was not jealous, he just couldn't help but grow irritated with how often they were ready to wave some fancy magical telegram infront of his face that commended his brother's 'excellent talents' in the art of magick.

So he wasn't exactly sure how to feel as he stared at himself in the mirror. His hair, the deep brown auburn, yet his skin nearer to the colour of ash. Green eyes that mirrored his brother's own once, now red rimmed and the pupil horizontal. He looked like a cat if he had to put a word to it, a predatory wild violent cat. Though perhaps he should be grateful that not much had changed about him. Aside from fangs that he constantly seemed to cut himself on, oh and the sudden heightened senses that constantly had him tripping over things or retreating into his room and tying a pillow around his head. He had had bad depth perception before, seeing things that were far away really didn't do anything to aid it.

He just hoped he wouldn't make a fool of himself going to class, especially hearing that...Sterling would be his teacher. He was no doubt one of the oldest going to the school, it was going to be awkward in a basic class with people younger than him. Sighing, he wondered if his brother would even recognize him. Probably not, since he barely recognized himself. Taking up his luggage, he bid a goodbye to his parents before he caught the train to his Uncle's mansion and his new home.

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"Having fun so far, teacher's pet?" Vincent asked, slinging an arm around Sterling's shoulder. Wearing his newest teacher's shirt composing of his own casual clothing. "Finally we get to give out grades to people, not to mention punishments." He joked with his friend as they loitered in the empty classroom.

[Skybreaker] Lumières Caelum [tenebrae16]

Ferrum listened quietly, trying his best not to say anything. He didn't want to risk 'running his mouth' as Anemoli had always so famously put it. However as the younger looking hydra began to speak of her predictions, he glared at her and unable to help himself, piped up, "That's bull crap! I would never now to any human, let alone act like some sappy spineless dog to one!" He growled, finding it hard to ever picture himself in such a situation. Charon on the other hand, well he had yet to see the hydra grow a spine out of the bedroom. He wasn't exactly the time to shy away from obedience to escape a situation. The dragon could imagine him on his knees for another human and he imagined so could those who knew him.

Leo couldn't help but agree with the dragon's protest. There was absolutely no way he and Forte were gonna..mutilate their own kind. They had been labeled sick and evil before, but even the age old rumors didn't stretch that far, "December, there is no way that could ever happen. Are you sure you're seeing our future? You did hit your head an awful lot." He muttered softly, unable to imagine something as simple as man made restraints could even hold down the hydra of wrath. Let alone allow them to get close enough to even do anything. Blizzard still shot him a dirty look as he questioned December's abilities. It was often unwise to question what she saw even if it only was one of the many possible scenarios that could happen based on their action and decision. Leo just couldn't ever see it happening though, glancing wearily at the exhausted Beezlebub who had yet to interject anything. All the same, he tightened his grip around Skylark's waist and pulled the young dragon closer to him.

Sanare pulled the sobbing sibling over to her as she managed to disentangle herself from the group and find soliditarity in the walls that still, amazingly, stop sturdy around them. Listening in horror to the hydra's terrifying predictions. She clasped her hands over Sleipnir's ears, but already it had been too late to stop the little half long from hearing what sort of grim fate awaited most of them. His entire body tensing up rigid when December looked at him, sharing the same fear of his brother's. He resolved to remain strong though, despite how badly he trembled in Sanare's grasp. Finally losing it when the oracle, herself, broke down in tears. The little dragon sobbed uncontrollably, bawling as he cried out, "This is all Fuck!" For even the hydra could not see where their Daddy was.

Sanare froze at the curse word, her eyes slowly sliding over to the culprit Cyan dragon in the room who first uttered it. Needless to say, he received a good thrashing for what little strength the water dragoness had left. Then she was back to rocking Sleipnir, "Hush hush, do not cry my child. I am sure your Daddy is fine, that's why he wasn't seen. He probably comes back just for you. Hush, do not say such bad words, your parents would be upset if they heard you saying that. Shhh, it's alright, no don't cry. Just never say such words again and it'll all be fine." She whispered urgently to the young dragon, calming him down only because he felt ashamed of uttering such foul language. True, the adults said it all the time, but..if Father and Daddy didn't like it, then he would stop.

"Th-Then when is Daddy and Father coming to save us?" The young dragon hiccuped softly, drying his tears. Sanare could only stare down at the little bundle of innocence in her arms, before hugging him close and turning to face Sila. Shaking her head it answer. It wasn't a 'no', but it was far from any confident answer. Sanare barely knew what to believe anymore, but if the hydras were right about the humans coming, then she doubted that they would see any difference between either of the groups, now tangled and meshed into a whole unit. Over the chorus of shouted questions and voiced worries, the dragoness spoke softly, "The hydra is right."

The silence that followed her heavy words was thundering, "The humans shall not see us as any different from each other. They are long out of control and whatever they are intending, we cannot sit back and be idle. If we are to escape this, we-" "Are you suggesting we put aside out differences and work together?" Beelzebub finally quipped in a mocking tone, dripping wet with sarcasm. Sanare stared up wearily at him, the answer already clear between them. The hydra bared his teeth, a deep rumbling sound from his chest as he growled, "I ain't gonna be pulled down by some fucking dragons. You guys are weak compared to us! We can do so much better off without you!"

"God damn it, put aside the ego for a bloody moment! We're in this mess together! Just shut up for one moment." Ferrum growled back in a burst of energy, managing to be the first one to try and stand and the first one to fail as he stumbled backwards and ended up crashing into Forte.

[tenebrae16] Ditto Rouleaux [Skybreaker]

Nah, I got not much sleep :p
School starts way too early here anyway.
Not sure if I can get in time to reply now.