Entry tags:
closed πΉ let's pull this trigger
Who: Verso and various
Status: Closed
Where: Where they happen
What: February Catch-all
Warnings: Violence
If you want to do something with Verso, poke me on his cr meme thread and we can work something out.
Status: Closed
Where: Where they happen
What: February Catch-all
Warnings: Violence
If you want to do something with Verso, poke me on his cr meme thread and we can work something out.

aranea - giant moth bounty
He looks out to the horizon, a wave of nostalgia overcoming him. Though no monolith stands in the distance, it feels familiar, with the ships bobbing with the waves on either side, the water sloshing against the wood and stone. And yet time continues to move on, evidenced by the ongoing restoration efforts surrounding him.
Crossing his arms over his chest, he dwells on the view for a little longer, distracted from Aranea's arrival, whenever it may be.]
miriam - those with an interest in music
However, he finds himself wandering towards the jukebox situated by the wall. Glass in hand, he looks over the selection. Most titles on display are unfamiliar to him including the one currently being played.]
Is this supposed to be some type of gramophone?
[He's no engineer, but he's certainly curious about this rather large music box.]
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Enjoying the sunset, Bait?
[And should he look up, he will find not Aranea—at least not at first. Instead there will be a wyvern's face right in front of him.]
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That or maybe I was devising some kind of plan for theβ
[Whatever he was going to say gets lost in his throat as he stares up at the wyvern looking down at him.]
You didn't say you were bringing company.
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You didn't say I couldn't.
[And the wyvern now looks as if it's glaring at Verso, eying him suspiciously.]
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Your friend is welcome to join us, but something tells me they're not the friendly type.
[Verso quirks at eyebrow at the wyvern, then looks at Aranea questioningly.]
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[A hiss from the wyvern as it starts to slowly fly around Verso.]
Just not to men.
[Another hiss and suspicious look before Aranea finally calls her off and pats her neck to signal for her to land on the ground. Upon landing, the wyvern continues to keep her eyes on Verso.]
Don't take it personally, some poachers trapped her so her first impression of men were...
[A small grimacing hiss and half shrug.]
She'll warm up once she gets to know you. Her name's Freya.