They see Slick, absolutely covered in snakes that seem to be passive, as he works on a small tomato garden, he waves to them with a smile, seeing that he has gotten slightly more toned, as well as started to grow a little bit of a beard.
"great, just what a lesbian needs, more hot dudes..." She waves politely and kneels down at the Octan's Roses, a tear forming in her eyes
He raises a brow but doesn’t say anything to her in response. He then takes one of the tomatoes, pulling it to one of the snakes, who bites into it, chowing down.
She has a feeling she recognizes him... but... "Slick, that still you?"
He looks up with a smile “So you haven’t forgotten about me, and you think I’m hot now?”
"ignore my words... i'm fresh from isolation.. n-no filter..." She looks down at her feet, gripping her left wrist
“Don’t worry about it, consider it nothing between friends.” The snakes slither over to her, nibbling at her feet, not about to do much.
A drop of blood drips onto the floor from her finger. She releases her wrist and bends down to let the snake into her hand. "Looks like you're doing better at the snake thing. I still think the mind control potion would be easier"
“Well mind control isn’t genuine. I want these snakes to love people, and it seems they are already starting to like you.” He picks one of the tomatoes and walks over to her “Does this look good to you?”
She takes it, inspects it, and shakes hear head, pointing out a green spot
"not quite."
He sighs and feeds the tomato to one of the snakes “I should just stick to my forging, I’m not going to get good at gardening for a while.”
A lone student makes their way towards the entrance to the prestigious magical academy, looking quite out of place in such a pristine institute dedicated to higher learning. The figure stands about 4 feet 10 inches, with an incredibly thin and lanky frame, with long black arms tipped with thin clawed fingers. Hair is pure black and falls straight and long and always seems wet with pure white lilies weaves into the hair as if they were growing from the figure’s head. Completely covering the face is a simple polished mask made of ashy-white bark that has been polished, with jagged cuts made to mimic eyes and an eerily grinning mouth. On the forehead is a carving of an open blooming flower painted in a light pink color. Nothing can been seen through these cuts. Despite the fact that the uniform is suppose to cover the chest of the figure, a jagged maw can be seen protruding from the figure’s chest.
“This is the place it seems…oh, I still think this has been a mistake…..no, you are right….Mother Willow would wish us to at least give it a chance…..yes….I love you too dear sister, thank you for being by my side even in this strange place….” The figure speaks with a whispering feminine, almost child-like voice. The maw on her chest seems to smile for a moment at the figure’s words, before opening wide, regurgitating some books and school supplies that the figure catches into her hands. Taking a deep breath, the strange figure would walk into the school.
Glendella Florecer (Galician for Bloom), Cursed-Blood Druid specializing in natural restoration magic.
They see Slick, absolutely covered in snakes that seem to be passive, as he works on a small tomato garden, he waves to them with a smile, seeing that he has gotten slightly more toned, as well as started to grow a little bit of a beard.
"great, just what a lesbian needs, more hot dudes..." She waves politely and kneels down at the Octan's Roses, a tear forming in her eyes
He raises a brow but doesn’t say anything to her in response. He then takes one of the tomatoes, pulling it to one of the snakes, who bites into it, chowing down.
She has a feeling she recognizes him... but... "Slick, that still you?"
He looks up with a smile “So you haven’t forgotten about me, and you think I’m hot now?”
"ignore my words... i'm fresh from isolation.. n-no filter..." She looks down at her feet, gripping her left wrist
“Don’t worry about it, consider it nothing between friends.” The snakes slither over to her, nibbling at her feet, not about to do much.
A drop of blood drips onto the floor from her finger. She releases her wrist and bends down to let the snake into her hand. "Looks like you're doing better at the snake thing. I still think the mind control potion would be easier"
“Well mind control isn’t genuine. I want these snakes to love people, and it seems they are already starting to like you.” He picks one of the tomatoes and walks over to her “Does this look good to you?”
She takes it, inspects it, and shakes hear head, pointing out a green spot
"not quite."
He sighs and feeds the tomato to one of the snakes “I should just stick to my forging, I’m not going to get good at gardening for a while.”
"You haven't had proper training yet. Also, you're giving them too much water, and they need to be in the sun. They make better fruit under stress."
“Hmm if you say so. I might plant some next to my shack then next time. Speaking of which some ducks took over my shack during the break. It’s great.”
*Jeez that’s a long description Coronet, especially on mobile. But it’s awesome to see you on this thread, hope it’s what you hope it is. I’ll get to reading now.*
Slick looks at the acidic substance before sarcastically saying “Now who could have expected that to happen. I’ll handle it later.” He gathers his snakes so none of them get hurt.
*Jeez that’s a long description Coronet, especially on mobile. But it’s awesome to see you on this thread, hope it’s what you hope it is. I’ll get to reading now.*
*I hope it isn’t too much, I just wanted to play with this character in a thread to try out before the Bloodborne thread is posted.*
*Jeez that’s a long description Coronet, especially on mobile. But it’s awesome to see you on this thread, hope it’s what you hope it is. I’ll get to reading now.*
*I hope it isn’t too much, I just wanted to play with this character in a thread to try out before the Bloodborne thread is posted.*
*Oh no it’s perfectly fine, just a little daunting at first. And trust me, if I know Himy, and I think I do more than most, you have a lot more time than you think.*
A lone student makes their way towards the entrance to the prestigious magical academy, looking quite out of place in such a pristine institute dedicated to higher learning. The figure stands about 4 feet 10 inches, with an incredibly thin and lanky frame, with long black arms tipped with thin clawed fingers. Hair is pure black and falls straight and long and always seems wet with pure white lilies weaves into the hair as if they were growing from the figure’s head. Completely covering the face is a simple polished mask made of ashy-white bark that has been polished, with jagged cuts made to mimic eyes and an eerily grinning mouth. On the forehead is a carving of an open blooming flower painted in a light pink color. Nothing can been seen through these cuts. Despite the fact that the uniform is suppose to cover the chest of the figure, a jagged maw can be seen protruding from the figure’s chest.
“This is the place it seems…oh, I still think this has been a mistake…..no, you are right….Mother Willow would wish us to at least give it a chance…..yes….I love you too dear sister, thank you for being by my side even in this strange place….” The figure speaks with a whispering feminine, almost child-like voice. The maw on her chest seems to smile for a moment at the figure’s words, before opening wide, regurgitating some books and school supplies that the figure catches into her hands. Taking a deep breath, the strange figure would walk into the school.
Glendella Florecer (Galician for Bloom), Cursed-Blood Druid specializing in natural restoration magic.
A figure, one which seems to tower over Glendella, is blocking the way into the great hall.. not intentionally.. Astiler is crouching in front of the flower beds and they are inspecting the plants within
The Cursed Blood teen quietly looks around the towering individual, curious as to what they are inspecting.
Slick looks at the acidic substance before sarcastically saying “Now who could have expected that to happen. I’ll handle it later.” He gathers his snakes so none of them get hurt.
"oh, be quiet, hold on... where is it.. aha! Bird's Lust... its not what it sounds like. Just.. pour some of this into the pond nearby and they'll nest there instead."
As she speaks, she produces a small clear vial of a light blue liquid.
While she was busy looking in her bag Slick had already started repairing the area around it, putting his years of crafting knowledge to work “Thank you for that, but I think I like the ducks. It’s not like they interfere with my work all too much. Oh and my snakes get hungry sometimes, and I can’t always afford food.”
Slick looks at the acidic substance before sarcastically saying “Now who could have expected that to happen. I’ll handle it later.” He gathers his snakes so none of them get hurt.
"oh, be quiet, hold on... where is it.. aha! Bird's Lust... its not what it sounds like. Just.. pour some of this into the pond nearby and they'll nest there instead."
As she speaks, she produces a small clear vial of a light blue liquid.
While she was busy looking in her bag Slick had already started repairing the area around it, putting his years of crafting knowledge to work “Thank you for that, but I think I like the ducks. It’s not like they interfere with my work all too much. Oh and my snakes get hungry sometimes, and I can’t always afford food.”
"Okay, yeah, just.. complain about a problem and then proclaim you'll live with it when I try to help... Uhm... hey, have you seen... Peony?..."
A knot catches in her throat a she says the last word, her hand shooting to grip the locket
“Wasn’t really complaining but not the point. I have but not as much as I usually would. Raigan has seen her more often really, but you wouldn’t know who that is.” He continues to work, the snakes going to help her, wrapping around her neck and looking for the issue.
A lone student makes their way towards the entrance to the prestigious magical academy, looking quite out of place in such a pristine institute dedicated to higher learning. The figure stands about 4 feet 10 inches, with an incredibly thin and lanky frame, with long black arms tipped with thin clawed fingers. Hair is pure black and falls straight and long and always seems wet with pure white lilies weaves into the hair as if they were growing from the figure’s head. Completely covering the face is a simple polished mask made of ashy-white bark that has been polished, with jagged cuts made to mimic eyes and an eerily grinning mouth. On the forehead is a carving of an open blooming flower painted in a light pink color. Nothing can been seen through these cuts. Despite the fact that the uniform is suppose to cover the chest of the figure, a jagged maw can be seen protruding from the figure’s chest.
“This is the place it seems…oh, I still think this has been a mistake…..no, you are right….Mother Willow would wish us to at least give it a chance…..yes….I love you too dear sister, thank you for being by my side even in this strange place….” The figure speaks with a whispering feminine, almost child-like voice. The maw on her chest seems to smile for a moment at the figure’s words, before opening wide, regurgitating some books and school supplies that the figure catches into her hands. Taking a deep breath, the strange figure would walk into the school.
Glendella Florecer (Galician for Bloom), Cursed-Blood Druid specializing in natural restoration magic.
A figure, one which seems to tower over Glendella, is blocking the way into the great hall.. not intentionally.. Astiler is crouching in front of the flower beds and they are inspecting the plants within
The Cursed Blood teen quietly looks around the towering individual, curious as to what they are inspecting.
With each step the accursed takes towards Astiller, the more they become acutely aware of the newcomer.
They look towards Glendella, smiling politely.
Glendella stops and looks up at the tall individual. “I’m sorry, we did not mean to disturb you.” She says in her whispery voice. “We’re….just new here”
He sighs and feeds the tomato to one of the snakes “I should just stick to my forging, I’m not going to get good at gardening for a while.”
*Slick’s is named Juliette, Fyra was supposed to decide her snake’s name.*
A lone student makes their way towards the entrance to the prestigious magical academy, looking quite out of place in such a pristine institute dedicated to higher learning. The figure stands about 4 feet 10 inches, with an incredibly thin and lanky frame, with long black arms tipped with thin clawed fingers. Hair is pure black and falls straight and long and always seems wet with pure white lilies weaves into the hair as if they were growing from the figure’s head. Completely covering the face is a simple polished mask made of ashy-white bark that has been polished, with jagged cuts made to mimic eyes and an eerily grinning mouth. On the forehead is a carving of an open blooming flower painted in a light pink color. Nothing can been seen through these cuts. Despite the fact that the uniform is suppose to cover the chest of the figure, a jagged maw can be seen protruding from the figure’s chest.
“This is the place it seems…oh, I still think this has been a mistake…..no, you are right….Mother Willow would wish us to at least give it a chance…..yes….I love you too dear sister, thank you for being by my side even in this strange place….” The figure speaks with a whispering feminine, almost child-like voice. The maw on her chest seems to smile for a moment at the figure’s words, before opening wide, regurgitating some books and school supplies that the figure catches into her hands. Taking a deep breath, the strange figure would walk into the school.
Glendella Florecer (Galician for Bloom), Cursed-Blood Druid specializing in natural restoration magic.
“Hmm if you say so. I might plant some next to my shack then next time. Speaking of which some ducks took over my shack during the break. It’s great.”
*Jeez that’s a long description Coronet, especially on mobile. But it’s awesome to see you on this thread, hope it’s what you hope it is. I’ll get to reading now.*
*Cut*
Slick looks at the acidic substance before sarcastically saying “Now who could have expected that to happen. I’ll handle it later.” He gathers his snakes so none of them get hurt.
*I hope it isn’t too much, I just wanted to play with this character in a thread to try out before the Bloodborne thread is posted.*
*Oh no it’s perfectly fine, just a little daunting at first. And trust me, if I know Himy, and I think I do more than most, you have a lot more time than you think.*
The Cursed Blood teen quietly looks around the towering individual, curious as to what they are inspecting.
While she was busy looking in her bag Slick had already started repairing the area around it, putting his years of crafting knowledge to work “Thank you for that, but I think I like the ducks. It’s not like they interfere with my work all too much. Oh and my snakes get hungry sometimes, and I can’t always afford food.”
“Wasn’t really complaining but not the point. I have but not as much as I usually would. Raigan has seen her more often really, but you wouldn’t know who that is.” He continues to work, the snakes going to help her, wrapping around her neck and looking for the issue.
Glendella stops and looks up at the tall individual. “I’m sorry, we did not mean to disturb you.” She says in her whispery voice. “We’re….just new here”
*Anybody want to rp on here?*
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
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Etiam im librum scribo
Glendella enters the academy, quietly looking around.