#dridurge

[moonridge]

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( get a letter from ozus. || accepting! )

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[bhaalswn-arch]

" I think it's getting worse now. "

starter call | @dridurge

[crimesoughtarchive]

@dridurge liked for a one liner starter!

"How hard do you think it would be to much to try and fight a god?"

[illithidhost]

@dridurge ( x. )

     "Hold on, hold on, I got this." The Tiefling brazenly interrupted, approaching the large mirror that hung on the underground wall. "Oh mirror, mirror, on the wall..." Her hands then extended outwards and clapped twice. "Open up!"

     Mania then stood with her hands on her hips, looking rather triumphant as the mirror did... Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

[hellridden]

❝ if you will forgive me for saying so, you look…weary. are you sleeping? ❞ 👁

" ah, is it so obvious on my face? "

he offers what might be a small smile, crooked from the angle hale views him from. there is exhaustion writ deep in his face, dimming the flames that dance in his eyes to a rolling ember. he's more open with himself this late into the night, stripped of polished armor under the dark sky.

" i have slept. not well, truth be told, but i have slept. i keep having bloody nightmares whenever i do. "

his form shifts, making space for hale to sit beside him if he so chose.

to dance with dragons.

[remaimed]

starter call! // accepting // @dridurge

Perhaps he should have listened to the others when they warned him about the rocky hill. not that it would have changed his mind really. Even as he tumbles down and lands face down in the dirt.... not his most graceful landing. He only hoped that the armor that caused him to fall... yeah that's what it was.

He did happen to be so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even notice that he happened to land at someones feet.

[rxverie-s]

starter for @dridurge

Each beat of his heart burned. Was it the venom? The adrenaline? His overworked lungs? Nevaris couldn't tell. All he could do was lay in the dirt, clinging to life as light assaulted his unadjusted eyes. His hand moves, weakly reaching forward, expecting the prick of small pebbles beneath his nails-

It was soft. It wasn't dirt? He blinks, the action slow and confused. His head turns, messy silver-white hair tumbling into his face at the action. The drow pauses, tilting his head again as he realized it was cushioned. A figure next to him? Nevaris' body tenses reactively, fear joining whatever else was flooding his veins even as the action lances pain through him.

Fragments of memories start to return, then. His grueling escape, at the end of which he saw a human approaching him. Waking up surrounded by a group, his back screaming agony as water invaded fresh wounds. A fragment of speech he didn't recognize. Being lifted, moved. Cart wheels. Something familiar-

Drow.

A choked exhale leaves him, his already abused lungs unable to hold the breath any longer. That hand, clenched in fabric sheets suddenly flattens as the injured man tries to push himself up despite his wounds. It didn't make sense, that he'd woken at all. They should have killed him, if they found him. Did they plan something worse than that for his defiance? He'd made up his mind to fight back as much as he could.

But his body clearly couldn't handle such movements yet. The bandages covering his extensive wounds darken with fresh blood as he struggles to get up, the figure next to him momentarily forgotten in Nevaris' panic and confusion.

[seluniite-archived]

@dridurge

On GOD we gon get you some will to live bro

[bhaalsworn]

punching him. like many times, but not actually hitting adinirahc. yes, it's one of those air punches until hale actually hits them by accident. ouch.

hale isn't actually trying to hit him, but when adinirahc jerks away, it actually does connect.

" ow -- do you mind!? "

getting hit was definitely his own fault, but he's going to blame hale anyways.

[thiefscant]

@dridurge — starter call / accepting!

        “When people say impossible, they usually mean improbable.”

[moonridge]

( continued from x. )

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　　　oh, byul. strange, cute little byul. tentatively, ozus's hand reaches out for the thing's head, squatted enough to show that they do not pose any threat to the creature. ❝ isn't it polite to ask before petting a dog? i was taught it was. ❞ eyes trail up toward the drow. ❝ i won't risk being attacked just because your little man is... so, so fluffy and i didn't want to resist. ❞

　　　oh, yes. ozus really does want to pet the little freak thing. and pet it he shall!

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[bhaalswn-arch]

" you're getting blood on the carpet. " but modern faerun

blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! ( ACCEPTING )

"I——" You stop; lips pressed thinly together, and you turn your head to stare at Hale. Your jaw is slightly tensed, and your tongue slips out to trace along the bottom lip. It takes every ounce of you to hold your words back. Forcibly still on your tongue that is back in its place. ( In your mouth. ) You grumble something, flickering your hand over at the carpet. A splatter of blood now hitting the floor on purpose. The audacity of this man. "Whoops. Now it definitely has blood. Wouldn't matter if there's more on it. Wouldn't make a difference, riiiiiiiiiiight?"

[crimesoughtarchive]

@dridurge asked

ღ c:

Attraction meme

Romantic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

Sexual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high(you mentioned horn pulling one time and thats all he can think about)| very high | extreme

Aesthetic attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

Sensual attraction: none | very low | low | medium | high | very high | extreme

[crosaidi]

@dridurge inquired: ❛ if you can imagine it, you have fucked it. ❜ / everything all at once ( accepting )

" Are we talking literally? " His hands are busy; he's seated roughly cross-legged near the fire, winding a cloth wrapping around his wrist and forearm to pad the thick vambraces that have been wearing his skin raw during the day. A flick of startlingly clear blue eyes up, and, briefly, the paladin looks humored. A wry pull twists the corners of his mouth. " Because if so, I pity those with shit imaginations. "

He shuts up a minute to tie it off, catching the end of the cloth in his teeth to pull it tight and cut it; he stretches that hand, flexing fingers slowly, and seems satisfied. He pulls his sleeve down over it, flicks the ragged short end of the cloth into the fire, and he huffs a short little laugh. " If we're talking metaphorically, I like to think my ratio of fucking up to not fucking up is reasonable, thanks. "

[ode-of-odr-archive]

// @dridurge continued from here

He could smell the blood before he saw anything. And his own blood scratched at him from the inside, whispers making an orchestra of cacophony inside his head. Which was what drove him out to walk the streets, to begin with. But upon seeing Hale standing there over the body, the whispers swell they don't like the drow. He was by all reason the enemy in the grander scheme of his grandfather.

Which perhaps was why he was so drawn to the man, more eager than normal to help his people. To spit at Loth and his grandfather at the same time. It made him very happy.

But there was something off in Hale's movement. No, not off, but different, like a room where everything had been moved just an inch over. Something in his eyes. Oh his eyes, they always gave too much away, all eyes did. It was why he had an urge to shatter them. Break the windows, smash the reflections, and mutilate all that is beautiful. But there was this sated hunger in them now. Another secret the drow kept, no doubt. Thankfully for Hale, Raserei had no real desire to be the curious cat.

His good eye moved past Hale and to the body, "I see." he spoke quietly, his voice now vibrating in the chest of those who could hear. His tone hitting subvocal levels.

"Do you need help removing the body?"

[rxverie-s]

smash or pass

"Smash. Yours is the only web I would willingly lie in day after day." There's absolutely no hesitation in this at all. He looks over to Hale with silver eyes. "At any time you'd like, too."