#⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragon / threads

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⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragon / open starter / @darkskiesrpgstarters

it might have only been meer hours since he had seen the dead body that was his tia. maybe it had been days. all he new was his beautiful aunt that raised him and took him in when he was just a young dragon when his own father could not step up, she was now gone. taken from him after over 400 and seeing her like that, what they had done to her, burned a fire in him that he had not felt for centuries. the fire burned so bright, he was changing form before he even realized he had. his teeth and jaw dripped with the blood of his enemies and sebastian let out a ground shaking roar as more approached him.

[xprofugus]

⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragon / @morsobitus (carmen)

"what do you want?" he asked his sister, raising a brow at her as they reached the front counter of his favorite coffee shop in the city. a shining grin pulled on his features as his attention turned to the cashier. "i'll have a regular dark roast coffee," he paused enough to let her take his order before continuing. "thanks gorgeous, and she'll probably have the sweetest thing on your menu." seb teased carmen, glancing in her direction as he teased her.

[vilisisms]

⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragon / open starter / @darkskiesrpgstarters

"oh yeah, keep 'em coming, baby." a lazy, yet cocky, smirk tugged on his lips. the dragon winked at her as the lovely bartender placed a new glass of whiskey in front of him. bringing the glass to his lips, he turned to lean back against the bar to keep his eyes on the people and room around them. "i'm giving it a 20% chance this is going to be used to actually figure anything out, not with all of these open bars. you won't hear me complaining about it through." he mused to the person next to him.

[vilisisms]

⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragon / @ofcybers (fafnir)

he didn't need to turn around to know the person who had just interrupted him was a dragon, with a calm demeanor seb set down his drumsticks and addressed the new comer. "unless you're here to pay some respects, primo, you can go ahead and find your way back to the door."

[xprofugus]

⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragón / @traegics (iggy)

setting his beer down on the table, he moved to pull the fridge door open, rummaging through it to grab a snack. his ears picked up footsteps approaching causing a small smirk to twitch on his lips. "string cheese." he announced, holding up the last packet that he just swiped from his dad's fridge. "add it to the list, pops." he taunted the man, closing the door and finally looking at his father. "hey, old man. long time."

[xprofugus]

⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragón / @ofwindydays (lysander)

"hey man, it's beer pong time." with a ping pong ball in his hand, he pointed towards the beer pong that was set up and ready for them, a wide grin on his lips. he didn't have a partner for this round so he decided to grab the next person he saw. "lie to me, you any good?" seb asked, slapping a palm on the man's shoulder to guide him in the direction of the table.

[xprofugus]

⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragón / @ofhowlingxs (alena)

"well look who it is." he wet his lips and a smirk snaked its way onto his features as he approached the woman. it has been months since he'd last seen her, and truthfully had not expected to see her upon his return to new orleans but it was a nice surprise that she was here. "know any good motels around here?"

[xprofugus]

⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragon / starter / @strawberryxmagic (saphira)

pushing his way through the crowd, he rushed towards the sound of the yelling. house parties were never quiet, but after all his years, he knew the difference between usual party yelling and when a fight breaks out and this was the sound of a fight. "oh shit, don't tell me i missed it?" he groaned out loud as he finally reached the source. "at least tell me it wasn't entertaining." he nudged the nearest person, pleading them to lie or let him down gently.

[xprofugus]

⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragon / @burningmyths

"you actually work here?" he asked, his voice amplified by the near empty gallery, as he approached his aunt. "are you trying something new or?" seb teased her, although truth be told he saw the appeal in working at a gallery. images of flashy jewelry and watches that he was sure patreons that visit wore flashed through his mind, and the thought of how easy it would be to pocket them did too.

[xprofugus]

⊹₊⟢⋆ ― sebastián mondragón / @fragmcntedsouls (andreas)

"yo!" the shout came before the door was even fully open, but he was sure the intended could hear it. his eyes darted around in search for his uncle as he dropped the duffle bag, that had been hanging off his shoulder, down by the front door. "dónde está mi maldita y cálida bienvenida, tío?" the dragon implored, a cocky grin playing on his features as he did.