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 Posted: Thu Aug 20, 2015 8:53 pm
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The thrill of a new place to wander around lingered with him long after he left the front office with his map of the grounds and a key to his room. Rather economically, he let it hang by one of the smaller teeth in his skull helm, leaving his...hands...free...
(A full ten minutes might have been spent just getting used to having normal length arms. His clan so often preferred natural forms that he had grown up learning how to circumvent using them.)
The map itself frustrated him after a while, namely because Wrex was not a strong reader, nor did he quite understand the different colors and symbols. Lacking patience to decipher it himself, he rolled up the map,stuff it in one side of his mouth, and began to rove the courtyard in search of someone who could help.
He could not, for the life of him, understand why people were being put off. Wrex was doing the customary growl-glare-lean that he knew meant a neutral hello to strangers, necessary to engage them without leaping straight into a fight, but for some reason the students were either scolding him, giving him strange looks, or just walking completely around him in avoidance. In turn, his growls got louder (maybe they didn't hear him with his mouth half stuffed?), which only seemed to make him less desirable.
W h a t.
Add to the fact that his map was now soiled with saliva, and particularly strong saliva at that, and Wrex's first day at school was not turning out terribly well. Agitation translated into a rather thick, long tail whiplashing like a cat's behind him as he mulled over how to get past this barrier.
SkieBorne hope this was an okay enough start!
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 6:38 am
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She felt cramped. They'd forced her to put this pin - something to do with safety and volume - and now she was stuck walking around on two legs and it was harder to actually walk how she normally did. Her usual gait wasn't going to work as well in this form not unless she wanted to hunch over but that was surprisingly awkward. It set her in a poor mood and the usual flicker of purple through her dark wings acted as warning.
Around her a mist gathered, dark as night, that swirled at the edges. Not a lot of students walked through that mist but the occasional unfortunate who did got growled at, Virion's tail lashing as she reached out to shove the target if they were close enough. Why were there so many things? Nothing smelled normal, nothing looked normal, and when she'd tried to savage someone, an older student had actually smacked her upside the head! It was ridiculous!
Everything feared her kind, and especially her, and if they didn't fear her, they sure as Night got out of her way!
On top of it all, Virion had been instructed to find her 'room'. She had no idea what a room was - it sounded like a den, except stacked in somewhere uncomfortable. Her people never really bothered with, well, a society... they were mostly loners lurking in abandonned ruins. Perhaps her room was in ruins?
Her mist coiled around Wrex and she looked in his direction, immediately alert. She stretched her wings, lashed her tail and stared at him, unable to decide how to react. Normally, her people killed other competitors on sight but for some reason (probably the pin on her breast) she didn't quite want to destroy him. It was actually more of a relief to find a familiar scent.
"Hey." She said gruffly, "You get carted off too when the mist was cleared?" She'd liked the mist!
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 9:21 am
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It took Wrex a moment to respond, as he was caught between simultaneous impulses to greet the ghoul, drop the parchment map, and check out the spores covering the area around them. But at least he grew a little less visibly irritable; she smelled like home.
The boil grunted and grumbled in agreement and nodded, clearly dissatisfied, at least right now, with his lot in life. It was a new place to explore, sure, and he would have been more than happy to just wander on his own--but things really needed to make sense before he could start acclimating. Slappng her tail with his, Wrex held out his tongue, where the half-destroyed map sat dripping, and looked expectantly at her.
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 9:40 am
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She grinned as he slapped tails with her, reaching with one great wing-arm to clap him hard on the back as she reached with her main hand to collect the dripping map. If he tried anything... well, she'd just slay him. Simple!
"They give you one of these too?" She asked, eyeing the mess as she dug out her own copy, "Supposed to be looking for a 'room'. I wonder if they meant ruins... nobody around here seems to know proper behaviour." Virion growled lowly, casting her gaze over the gathered students. As she shrugged, more spores drifted from her wings, her gaze obviously trailing in the new direction they swirled.
"Here, don't eat it though... your kind really does just stuff your face first and think later don't you?" She shook her head.
Her map had a big ol' red circled drawn on a building and a red line going there. She presumed that it was the route she had to take. "Follow the line, they said, to the Monster dorms. I swear if there's more hunters....." She growled again, her wings and horns flaring to life a bit.
medigel he's adorable! XD I'll post an actual reply later today, my phone is being stupid about the reply window
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 6:47 pm
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When he realized there was another arm attached to that wing, his eyes might have lit up. Think of all the punching four arms could do. (Never mind that the wings would make it awkward.)
Oh, right. Map.
Wait, he remembered seeing one or two of those creatures she looked like now...Wrex had always wondered what those spores tasted like. It reminded him of moths and butterflies but, well, dustier so to speak. Would that affect the flavor? Would she get offended if he tried now? Closing his mouth, he helpfully swallowed his map so he wouldn't have to worry about it either way; not like anyone could get help from it anyway in that condition.
Map first. Spore tasting later. He could hope it tasted better than old paper.
Completely missing the (truthful) jab, Wrex nosed over the map curiously. Big red lines, he could totally do! Maybe. It led to a large area covered by a smiling jack-o-lantern, but when he tooked a few steps forward and stood on the very tips of his red claws, scanning around like some lanky gopher, he saw no such building having no such sign. Weird. Scuttling back to the ghoul, he looked over the path again, shrugged, and pointed out a passing gaggle of ghouls that he assumed were monsters. Maybe stalking them would be best? Unless the dragon ghoul was able to unlock the mysterious secrets of this map...
SkieBorne thank you ;v; you mean he's dumb though right
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 7:40 pm
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(Punching things with big arms was a favoured activity of Virion's, expecially if it was a little human-type creature!)
She frowned when he swallowed the map and shook her head... did they really eat anything? But then he was staring out at the buildings... "I couldn't find it from the air either."
When he indicated the gaggle of girls, she agreed it was a good idea and bounded over, grabbed one of them with her secondary arms, mist swirling around the startled girls (a few screamed), and ripped off her rather embellished hat with a cackle.
The girl was small enough she could hold her with one hand as she waved the map in front of her face, "Where is this?" She circled area on the map.
The girl, wide-eyed, struggled and cursed at her, her frilly dress flapping all over and Virion felt the desire to smash the girl into the ground very keenly. "Where?" Her tailed lashed as she hissed.
In a few heartbeats, the girl pointed off towards the dorms and Virion grinned hugely, a savage expression, as she flung the girl then proceeded back to Wrex, "That way. Also, does this look tasty? I dare you to eat it." The hat positively bizarre in appearance and she wagged it at him almost joyously.
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 7:49 pm
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Like a good boil, Wrex followed after, merely blinking as they shrieked. (Well, at least they weren't shrieking at him this time.) His temporary guide had a better time asserting herself than he did, so it was only natural to let her take the reigns for now, content to merely open his mouth and show off his teeth to the remaining ghouls. (Who, again, did not seem to appreciate it, sigh.)
If he had only been slightly sparkle eyed before, he most certainly was in full blown kira-kira mode by the time the ghoul returned with the answer they needed. For the first time since arriving, Wrex broke into a grin and knocked his head against one of her wings, growling his appreciation. Normally Brute, his twin, was the one who was better at this stuff than he was, so he was lucky he'd found someone who could fill the role for him that he so awkwardly couldn't handle.
The least he could do was complete the challenge, then, to prove his worth! Perhaps too eagerly, Wrex lunged out and snapped the hat from her hands, sharp teeth quickly making work of even that frilly mess as it snagged and tore in seconds. The smell on it was a little cloying--perfume, perhaps, unless werewolves naturally smelled this strange over here--but he snacked on it dutifully, making sure he eyed the ghoul all the way through to show he meant business. When the last of the lace trickled down his throat, he made a show of licking his lips and then bared his teeth at her in his own challenge, as if to say bring it on.
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 8:06 pm
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Virion reflexively flexed her talons in the hand that his head grazed, sort of scritching him on the brow as she stood, watching him take her dare deadly serious. Interesting.
Her gaze remained level with him as he ate, the thing disintegrating in his maw, and she laughed when it was gone, clapping her main hands in delight. That would be most useful to remember! She'd have to feed him different things to see just what all he could handle... perhaps a minipet or two, as well... nobody would notice those missing right?
Her mind swirled with food challenges to dare her comrade with as she walked on, her wing arms folding back to their neutral state to look more like a bulky cape then wings. A few blocks down, she grabbed a big metal chair and held that to him, "What about this? Eat this?"
This was... fun. She actually smiled, amused by her all-eating amigo.
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 8:42 pm
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His tail twitched with delight at her response and continued to do so even as he trotted after her, making him appear like a very strange reptilian dog, his skull helm bouncing with skeletal laughter at every step. It wasn't every day he had someone applaud just eating after all! But when Wrex realized the challenge wasn't over yet, and that the ghoul was happy to snag whatever provisions she pleased to push the limits, that was when the glee really began to show itself.
Dares and eating contests? YESSSSS.
Bouncing on his claws boyishly, he knocked the chair out of the ghoul's hands with his tail and immediately leapt on it. Now was the time to really display his savagery, seeing as no-one else seemed to appreciate it. Snarling, he concentrated on tearing off one leg at a time, his teeth cutting through the metal after a few seconds of give and pressure, and he kicked those away to deal with later. Pinning the chair on the ground with his feet, he chomped down on the seat and began to push it forward, bending the metal with time until the chair was almost in a sideways N formation; blessed with monster strength like the rest of them as he was, Wrex was only a first year; he sadly couldn't break the thing on brute strength alone.
But he could definitely tear a piece off, which he promptly demonstrated.
Once his teeth were secure, he twisted his head this way and that until finally he was successful, and he held his tongue out for her to see the piece of the chair seat for herself before he began to chew on it happily. He did, however, roll one of the chair legs her way with a whack of his tail if she was interested in joining in.
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 8:54 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 21, 2015 11:26 pm
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It was Wrex's turn to clap at her trick, jealousy and admiration visibly playing out on his face as he chewed away on the metal in a noisy fashion. What he wouldn't do for four arms. And four normal arms, mind, not the tiny kind he was used to. He was slow to understand how to adapt in this form, but considering how much could be done if he had access to teeth and tail and arms, imagine what could be done with another pair, like twisting bodies like she had with the metal...Wait, mind wandering again.
He fiddled with the offered piece gleefully and plopped down next to the ruined chair, large tail curling around him instinctively. Wrex tapped the metal with his teeth as if to verify the work somehow and beamed. He wouldn't eat this one: metal didn't taste all that great anyway, and this one was Special.
"Wrex," the boil finally revealed, though it was easy to mistake the word for another grunt. He gave an expectant look in turn, though it didn't last long; his gaze kept falling to the haze of spores covering their legs, and he set the twisted metal down to try and cup some in his hands to better investigate.
SkieBorne no problem! glad you're having fun and hope you have a good sleep~
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2015 4:18 pm
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Virion quirked a brow as he tapped her pretzel and apparently decided it was too nice to eat. Odd, it was a scrap of metal... Ah well. Then he spoke his name... maybe? It was hard to tell if it was just a grunt or an actual word. "...Wrex." She repeated, thoughtfully, as if committing to memory.
She paused when he cupped some of her spores in his hands, uncertain as to what he was trying to do but also unwilling to ward him away. Generally... when others inhaled a lot of or were exposed for a while, they grew unstable, aggressive and angry. Very few had actually seemed affected by her spores since her arrival, however...
The observation left her concerned. Had they somehow limit the infectious nature of her spores? Perhaps. Either that or she hadn't been around the area enough yet.
Regardless, the closer Wrex got to the spores, the more accurate her sensory perception of him was. Ever since her non-transformation, the vision in her one good eye was... passable at the best of times and her spores offered a counterbalance that. "You smell like metal and pulp." She stated, watching him. Was he actually going to eat some? She didn't know what it'd do, for sure.
"Virion," she offered, finally.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2015 12:13 am
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"Wrex!" he repeated animatedly. Or maybe it was Wrecks, depending. "Virrrion. Virrrrrrr." That was fun to say. "Virrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr~" Maybe he had gotten a little too giddy trying to show off.
He remembered now, after her observation, that someone had mentioned something about these something something spores, which only made him all that more curious to eat them; apparently this was the best way for Wrex to apparently with anything if he couldn't just interact with it physically. Plus, he still wanted to impress Virion! So down the hatch the spores went.
It felt a little like swallowing flavored air, but it left his throat tingling. Virion would probably learn soon that beyond what she had given him to eat, the boil had also earlier consumed several raw rat skewers and one whole bottle of Croakacola (bottle included), and that his stomach acids were particularly strong in both scent and enzyme properties; already both the hat and the metal chair piece were being dissolved. The spores didn't last very long themselves once they were submerged in the soupy mix.
Wrex thumped his chest and gave a small belch. Then Virion was given an expectant look, the end of his tail twitching. More terrorizing students? More eating challenges? Or should they return to the Mystery of the Jack-o-Lantern map? No matter the decision, it was clear she was now stuck with him.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2015 10:12 am
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She actually laughed as he played with her name, seeming take a great deal of enjoyment from it. She shook her head, he was a lot like a pet, in a way, a tolerable presence that, as long as he followed her lead like he was, she wouldn't mind considering an acquaintance. Virion hadn't expected to find such a person on her first day but he was also from the same place and thus far more aligned with her method of operating than the vast majority of others she'd seen today.
When nothing seemed to happen to Wrex, Virion was puzzled. Perhaps being here really did subdue her spores? Odd... She seemed to ruffle her wings and spores puffed out as she expanded her sensory network.
Then he was looking at her expectantly. What next? What next indeed... she rather liked the idea of terrorizing more students but she didn't even have her own nest yet... part of how she ended up here was straying into another's territory with too much confidence... a dedicated nest would be the best choice.
She looked at the map crumpled in her hand and shrugged, "This way I think." Her wing-arms braced her as she rose in a swift, graceful motion, "C'mon Wrex."
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