Enter: River Sage, the hidden Davana (( Open ))

Thu Oct 29, 2015 6:10 am

The sun had just been setting, causing a hues of different tones too dance through the area. The leaves would dance along with a soft breeze that would occasionally sway through the forests. Not a single cloud had been in the clear sky, each hues would reflect off the leaves of the truees, causing the area too light up in the yellows, and rustic orange tones of fall. The scent of of packed undergrowth, the sticky sweet scent of maple trees the area was ready for fall, as the days grew shorter and the nights longer. This time of balance between the dark and light was something, old, gilded eyes hoped for. The dry freshness of a leaf cracking under a foot. One time it did rain, perhaps days ago or perhaps it was something too come, but the woman could smell the musky scent of wet leaves after a dark cold rain.

Yet the earth below had been dry. Dark hair would be pulled along another breeze, orange, yellow and brown leaves would float along the breeze and the owner of the gilded eyes would give a soft smile as she stared too the dying leaves. “Ab...scis...sion...” the words would be alien too her tongue, but she’d enjoy it greatly. It was the scent of death. Her tone was incredibly soft, but as soon as her mouth opened, it would seem as if all sounds in the forest would go silent.

Elegant fingers would outstretch and grab at an orange toned leaf, dark speckles of brown and yellow still splattered on the leaf. The owner of the finger’s had been a rather tall, rather shapely woman. But too say she was human would be an over stretched compliment too the Davana. Once the leaf was securely in her hands, she’d stare down too it. Horns would curl around the sides of her head and form almost a halo that doesn’t completley make a full circle, typically she stayed in the darkness and hid herself... stayed under the radar.

Watching as her beloved world would spin, as she longed it for.. but sadly it was spinning, but only in grey. The Davana would continue too walk until she got too the center of the forest, and the autumnal winds seemed too be kicking up more and more, as the leaves would dance their spiral dance of wonder around her. How, she missed watching humans live their short fleeting lives, each human had been her own story book of wonders, of a life she would never have. She’d release the leaf and allow it too dance with it’s fallen brethern. She’d stand still, allowing the leaves too continue their dance with the wind, she wish she could dance in their breeze and spiral into the unknown.

She would pause, and at her side large dark wings would hang relaxed. Her smile wouldn’t falter as she held out her wings, dancing along in the spiral pattern with the wings, allowing a trail of her dark feathers too blow with the leaves. She had decided long ago she wasn’ going too stay under the radar anymore, she’ll break the glass and then she’ll have too fly.. there would be no one but herself if she would take a dive, or even die. She wouldn’t stop, allowing her usually suppressed energy out, it would spread through the area like a wild fire stating too all who will respond too it’s call.

”I’m here, follow me.”

Once her energy had been released, she’d continue too spin with the leaves, enjoying the weather too the fullest, and taking in the energy the forest had too give. She wasn’t a fool, no. Her fingers would move too pluck one of her dark feathers out of her wings, and she’d hold it in her hand. She’d rather not fight, but she saw how blood thirsty most of those beings had turned into. For some of them, speaking with a creature that could be an enemy was a mistake they weren’t going too make. The old Davana was well aware of this.

Thu Oct 29, 2015 6:19 am

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Thu Oct 29, 2015 7:01 am

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Artist: Soho Dolls - Song: I'm Not Cool - Word Count: 843

Lalalala~

Who would stop her?

Lalalala~

Who could stop her?

Lalalala~

Why even stop her?

In the tap and spin of a jovial boogie, the sounds of a cheery horned demon danced around the forest. These echoes of bliss started to repeat themselves over and over as this creatures giggles became further amplified. During this whimsical flight of fancy, the air in the forest grew frigid, the skies blackened and the mist of something foul in the elements filled the atmosphere.

With rustling coming from the bushes none too far from The Danava of Dysphoria, the allure of her own kind may draw on the skins of her back like a familiar nagging touch. After all, the force whom was about to make her presence known shared the same species as The River Sage.

"Oalalalalalal~ I smell somethin' fresh n' tasty. Or is that just you, s'ugah?"

From out of the shrubs appeared a wicked demon with coal horns on her head and lime green eyes that fixated their lively gaze upon the sight of arousing demoness before her. As the breeze came to a cold gust, the cape of shadows which this fellow Danava adorned blew against the breeze and her shade black dress seemed to almost contrast the pale white attire that graced River's elegant body. Even right down to the tips of her pretty little white horns, the color difference was quite striking!

Tilting her head from side to side and snickering, the raven haired woman inspected her pearly white sistern. I mean, when you are the Queen of Demons, everyone is your friend, right? Opps. Maybe she didn't know that and thought this was some creep of a demon checking her out!

Ah well.

That didn't matter.

Miss Mana Asthavon was here to take in the sights, have a nice stroll and indulge herself in a nice treat. The captivating scent of a sweet smellin' Danava brought her here while she was busy inspecting the defenses of her foes.

Oh -- what? You thought an encounter of this kind didn't have a reason behind it? HA! Don't kidd yourself, s'ugah.

The Embodiment of Chaos and Madness came to the seas of Japan to see what all the buzz was about it when it came to the likes of this fabled dome city and it's defenses. From what she could tell, they had this ball down pact and it was dully noted just in case she needed to deal with these ruffians! After all, when you are The Queen of Demons and enemy of the world, you can't help but keep an eye on your enemies, no? Yes!

Still, that started to get boring after she got what she needed from her up close and personal surveillance. So, instead, she would play a bit with this luscious lookin' babe before her.

Mmmmmmmmmm

She could just eat this lil' demon up, ehehehehe.

So, with a skip and prance, the distance between the two was bridged and The Incarnation of Lunacy bowed before The River Sage with a delicate and exquisite bow. With this close of a distance, all of her devilish details could be made. Nails as black as the night itself, skin as pale as a snakes and two bat shaped wings flapped behind the Queen's back as they were in quite the good mood.

Snicker, snicker, snicker.

The emerald aura of energy around this woman started to jive and shuffle as she rose her head and gave a sinister smile at golden eyes of the woman before her. Moving at breathes of speed that would more than likely occur in a blur for Miss Sage, The Empress sought to take the cold hand of her fellow demon and kiss it.

"Oh, you don't know me, but you'll want to soon, darlin'."

With a wink of her eye and a cackle, The Royal Demon sure had a way with words with her texan twang and southern charm. Mhm, was quite sure of her introduction. Caring little for the fellow creatures personal space, the scent of this sweet little demoness drew The Danava of Discord in like a moth to the flame and ceased the ability for The Mad Demon to care whether or not she was getting up close and personal with a person she hadn't even met yet.

Cahahahaha

What did you expect from The Ruler of Madness?

"Da' name is Mana Asthavon and I'm The Queen of Demons here at your service~!"

At this point, she'd rise herself back up to an upright position and The Danava of Dysphoria would have a surprise -- her fellow sister of conceptual blood was the same height! Oh my! What a match! CAHAHAHHA!

"Now, tell me munchkin, why the heck do ya' smell so good? You've got my senses rilin' up sumthin' fierce, toots!"

Well -- she better answer. It's not nice to keep royalty waiting, no?

Thu Oct 29, 2015 7:15 am

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Thu Oct 29, 2015 9:05 am

BOW AND LOVE

STHENO IS HERE!

Where two Danava ladies meet the third should appear as well. At least fate decided such as when Mana was...Flirting? with the white dressed girl massive energy, similar to Hell itself, manifested inside the black fog of the Demon Queen. After this energy round gate, 6 meters in radius, manifested. They seemed made from heavy, time scared stone, carrying symbols and runes of unknown origin. As they opened bright, white light emerged from it.Through this light a shadow, object moved out before the gates closed again and disappeared without any notices.

The object emerging from the gate was a carriage. Each wheel was made from two skeletons alien-like beings. Black dust and misshaped souls were coming from them, causing the feeling of depression and unstoppable doom filling hearts of those with the purest intentions. Demons, such as Mana, would have been left uneffected at the scale she wouldn't even have any idea what others could feel because of them. The base of the vehicle was built from red ruby with gold lining. The same runes, few being similar to those given demons in birth, radiated black light. On its roof a three eyed octopos with half rotten human body sat still as a statue, only its eyes were moving. Where should horses be, four bloobs of black liquid in form of lions pulled the object across the sky, radiating pure killing intend. As the last touch, the drivers seat was taken by skeleton. It had flesh-like roots grown around it while the things head was of a extremely beautiful girl...That is, she would be beautiful, if her eyes would be in state of rot, where green liquid was leaking unstoppable.

As the grotesque object landed and the carriage doors opened a small teenage girl stepped out, wearing jean shorts, black bra with spikes and a brown leather vest on top. Countless piercings decorated her ears , multiple chains hung from her neck and a big rose hair pin was in the girls candy pink, waste long hair. And while many would call her beautiful and cute, at the moment it was completely destroyed by her red, swollen eyes, ash pale face and the fact that her hair seemed a bit unhealthy and sick. This girl, crying loudly and without stopping, rushed to The Demon Queens direction and without even a moment of hesitation hugged her waste, she was a bit shorter then Mana, and hid her ugly face in between the all powerful demons breast.
"Sis...Sis-s-s-s-ttt..er...An-A-Anulap...He just...And I tried...And he...Ignores...How he can..." The girl was totally a mess.

This was Stheno Asthavon, one of the royal demons and someone you could call a daughter or sister of Mana. She, as her brother, was created from the energies of Mana and all the demons that participated in the last crash before Demon Realm was changed like never before. The girl was also a Danava and represented two concepts, Guard and Annihilate. With her brother both for around hundred years had managed their own realm, populated by Tremer, nation loyal to the two. It was rare, no, better it was to say that it almost never happened when both would be separate, but at this moment it was obvious here was only one.

As the girl cried her eyes out at the womens black dress a being of water-like origin floated out from the carriage, seeming quite amused about her master tears. With a blunt, but chipper voice the thing, Phobos by name, spoke to Mana casually.
"Heya Nana~ Cranky pants here had a fight with Big Bro and ran of home. She said bad words and it sounded funny~ What's asshole, by the way?" Done with what he needed to say the thing then rotated in the direction of the other Danava, smiling with his shark sharp teeth. He floated nose to nose close, the boys eyes glistering in amazed shine.
"Lady! Lady! Are you a angel?"

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[THEFROST]

Thu Oct 29, 2015 2:00 pm

The gilded eyed demoness would stop her spiral dance, her dance partners seemed too even die down with the wind. Glancing too the fallen leaves on the ground, and then back up too the darkening skies. The tall woman would stare too the sky, as her hands would fall down too rest in her lap. She tilted her head in curiosity, her soft smile never faltering as she heard the rustling of bushes, the golden orbs would slowly look too the different toned leaves that dressed the bush. If it wasn’t the dark sky that announced it, it’d be the change in appearance of the forest, everything seemed darker.

Something wicked this way comes.

This was the first time in all of her life she’d allowed a Davana find her, every life time; sure she might have passed a few shinigami’s, and even Arrancar. She would now the moment her eyes would fall on the woman. The hairs on the back of her neck and arm would rise, as she stared too the woman. Her smile still across her face. Looking over the darkly dressed, Davana she’d stand her ground, the feather still lightly resting between her hands. The dark dressed Davana would almost act as if River had been an old friend, in her movements. With a skip from the emerald green eyes of the demoness, and almost a nimble prance, the darker dressed one of the two would bow suddenly, causing River’s own eyebrow too raise slightly.

She could see the dark bat wings, adorned on the woman’s back. Did all Davana have some sort of wings, her eyes would quickly glance over her own dark, wings; her’s more appeared of that of an angel’s, even though her own wings lacked the ivory purity of said angels. Well before River could react, she’d find her free hand in the woman’s own hand.. her other hand keeping the feather firmly in hand. She would allow the woman too continue speaking before she would speak. The minute the woman stood close too her, River’s eyes would narrow as the familiar scent of death emitted from the woman. She would tilt her head, her golden orbs would look over the woman.

Taking a step back from the woman and pulling her hand away gently, River would bow in a similiar manner as the darkly dressed woman had in the beginning, or well should she say Mana? She would look too the “Queen of Demons”... no wonder why she had such a bad smell too her, all royalty was evil too a fault, atleast.. that’s how the demoness saw it, any sort of organized group meant no good, and if their was a leader of the group.. well.. the woman was speaking again. Staring over the woman again, how interesting.. the woman was the same height of her.. not one who is use too socializing, River would speak up. “ My name is River Sage, your highness.” she spoke respectfully, trying her best too keep her distance from the “Queen.” Before River could say more, another energy would make an entrance into this scene.

Glancing too the carriage appearing as if it was the first ride from hell, River would glance too the Queen suspiciously, it held the same scent as the royalty behind it, that would cause River’s wings too ruffle slightly, and pull tighter against her bodice. The younger demoness would cower too the Queen and River’s eyes would soften as she tried too make sense of the young girl’s words. Some sort of argument had occurred, and she’d look too the two as the other one seemed more child like compared too the other one, who just seemed more interested in River’s taste if anything. River would stare too the two, and smiled.
“I’ve never met any of my kind."

And now she knows why, she didn’t really /want/ too know her kind. River would pause and her smile would widen at the compliment. “Far from it, I’m afraid.”her tone would stay soft and welcoming, despite staring too the two. She’d look too the crying Davana, and then back too Mana, and the floating water being.“Please, simply call me River." she’d look too the creature. “Not Lady, or Angel.. Just River please.” She’d state again her voice held the softness as before, but there was an edge too it; it was a commanding one at that when needed, the tone would reveal that River may have been some sort of leader in one of her lifetimes.

As she’d look too those who answered her calling, there was a theory that every being had a vibration too it, and in this vibration it would attract those of like vibrations, and repel those who didn’t run on the same wave length as herself. Glancing too the two... were these the type of monsters she had attracted. The thought would burn the place where her heart should be, searing unlike any other wound she’d endured. No, she wouldn’t believe it.. it was just a theory..

Fri Oct 30, 2015 12:22 pm

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Artist: DSO - Song: Voodoo Mon Amour - Word Count: 1154

Trouble always comes in pairs, does it not?

That line alone could be used to describe the arrival of a familiar sister descending upon the scene. Kukukuku, truly, The Demon Queen couldn't go anywhere without drawing a crowd or two, hm? AH WELL! CAHAHAHA! Let the ballad of demons, freaks and creeps spiral on the dance floor and let the spooky jive of the young eve spice things up, eh?!

In the arrival of a truly ghostly looking carriage, the likes of Stheno came rolling out of the royal caravan with eyes bawling and face as red as tomato.

Oh dear. Oh my. Whatever trouble could the child have gotten herself into now?

Those tirin' thoughts were what swept into the mind of The Asthavon as she turned her attention away from the delectable fruit of Miss River and back towards the sight of the third danava to enter the field of whimsy and madness. It was like watchin' a cryin' lil' baby come and shake mama's breast as the fellow kin started shaking at the hip of The Regale Demoness. It was adorable, but at the same time, so unexpected.

But -- dems' were the breaks of being a creature of madness, eh? Crazy shit happens at the drop of a hat and you tame it and own it to make it yours.

Therefore, the snake-skinned Queen of all wickedness would then give the hurt child a simple pat on the head and hug her in return in order to get her to calm her senses down. Afta' all, she couldn't have all this noise here when she's tryin' to inspect something so fresh n' tasty! Ergo, through an enchanting demon spell which worked on the mind, the grand mastery of Mana's control over the demonic would come into play.

As, sooner, rather than later, the fellow Asthavon may find herself falling under a sedated state of being.

Calm, calm, calm. Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy. Quiet, quiet, quiet. Relax, relax, relax. Stop, stop, stop.

These words would repeat themselves over and over in order to ingrain themselves into her psyche and soothe the imp's body. This is because Mana accessed her wealth of demonic runes and summoned a spell meant to carry her will's influence upon the child. In doing so, this would act as a mental pacifier and get the child to calm down as a green shade of light would envelop her body to signify the activation of said incantation.

"Shhhhhh, my child. Ease ya' self and tell Mama Mana the story~"

Rubbin' her head to further soothe her with physical touch, The Demoness spoke in a gentle tone; but did wholeheartedly expect an explanation for this distributive turn of events. Afta' all, she was tryin' to have fun; not play babysitta'!

"And apologies fo' 'da scene, miss~"

With another wink of the eye, Mana didn't forget about the guest she was entertaining to this meeting and spoke quite fondly towards The River Mistress.

...

Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~

Gaze set back upon her dress of shadows, Mana would only wag her left index finger in protest of her trying to sob the blackness out of The Demoness's royal attire. Nay. They would get absorbed and abolished into the swirling abyss of her cloaked cloth.

...Dis' was gettin' quite ridiculous even by her standards!

Though, after a shift of the head, she could begin to piece together why her fellow Asthavon was crying enough tears to make a damn river. Phobos arrived and explained the situation in a totally candid motion.

When the familiar was finished speaking, all The Queen could think of was one word: Whateva'.

As long as she knew what was wrong, Mama Mana could mend any situation with a twirl of her satanic fingertips.

"Nehehehe, an asshole is someone who is an absolute jerk, s'ugah~ Imaging, darlin', if ya' had someone place a lego in front of your toe and you got hurt. The first painful words ya' would say is: "YOU ASSHOLE!" =w="

Then, after that horrid explanation of what an asshole was, Mana would snap of her fingers and point back at The River Sage.

"And na'. 'Dat isn't a demon there, sweetie. 'Dat there is one of our own kind: A Danava through and through~"

Snap, snap.

At the call of Mana's fingers, two burning black hands would appear around Phobos's head. With two TAP TAPS, they would give his noggin a good smackin' or two and get him to stiffen up a bit~!

"Ya gotta' treat a creature this beautiful with proper care, dearies~"

Then, with a grin, she would bow once more before River and mousy on to their conversation. The reason being is because she could tell from her tense body language that she was quite on edge about this whole being. Afta' all, Mana was a people person and she had a knack for studying the motions of the body.

So, to help her relax, The Demoness would continue to exude a calming emerald mist into the earths around them. In this way, that same demon spell which was cast upon the cryin' imp of a royal would be used to a lesser extent upon River. Expect, for her, it would be less intrusive and more of a "calming" sort of high. Similar to the buzz one might get after taking a smoke and feelin' that sweet nicotine relax their nerves. That was the same sorta' effect The Empress was looking for when it came to her fellow Danava being eased.

"Enjoy 'da vapes, darlin'."

With a wink of the eye, Mana owuld motion her head towards the mist and allow for everyone to take one nice CHILL PILL.

Which was funny comin' from the incarnation of madness and chaos itself.

CAHHAAAAHAHAHAAAAAHA!

It was so funny even she had to laugh at this ridiculous actualization.

...

Ahem!

Back to the matter at hand....

"Then why don't you take a seat, relax and allow me to answer any question you have about our kind. Afta' all, hun, I'm the Queen of Demons and the knowledge gets no better than me myself~ Whaddaya' say? Relax, get comfortable and have a spooky tale or two with us."

Snickering with mischievous delight, The Demoness's shadow would move, produce another blob of black and that cluster of darkness would forge itself into a replica of Mana that hovered to the side of River with a cackling laugh.

"C'mon, it'll be fun, won't it~? You've been dying to know what you are, right? You don't want to spend the rest of your life lost and confused, hm? Please me ya' don't, s'ugah~"

The replica Mana would then offer her hand back out to River and she was expecting an answer!

Wed Nov 11, 2015 5:28 pm

Artist: VNV NATION- Song: Dark Angel - Word Count: 980

Golden eyes would glance back and forth too the trio, a sick curiosity in her eyes; when one watches a train out of control- or as River would compare it too the disaster that is every day human life, so unpredictable. She’d tilt her head slightly, amused by the scene in front of her, as Mana seemed too move too sooth the other female with such ease, River would mark that in her mind due too the uniqueness behind her talent- and then go on too explain the meaning of the insult, almost as if she hadn’t just soothed a crying beast. It was rather motherly, she could not deny that- all mothers held some sort of nurturing nature too them, Queen Mana had proved that too her that very moment. The Danava of Dysphoria would blink slightly, her wings would pull tightly against her torso at the comment.

A Danava, through and through...

River would glance away, only momentarily as the thought would continue too assault every corner of her mind, and if she had one... she sure it haunted the halls of her soul. She had done everything in her power too be more human, to be anything then what she was. A powerful wolf, trying it’s hardest too be a tamed house pet- a lap dog too humanity. The loyal monster had given her life for some humans who didn’t even make it past fifty, and yet that meant the most too River. She had life times... humans as far as she knew only had one human life; Reincarnation could happen, but you’d never be human again. Attention would be brought back too Mana as she’d face the creature; River would take in the creature’s appearance once more. It was rather... fluid, she’d give it that much. The Queen of Danava would snap her fingers suddenly, River would simply watch. What else could this woman bring too this scene, it was almost as if River saw the Danava Queen as a director, throwing possibilities from every angle and corner... whatever else could make Mana’s theater more eye catching. Golden eyes would narrow as the dark hands would form from the sky, just above the creatures head and then The Queen would speak up again.

Oh, so it had been one of Mana’s ability’s. She’d cross her pale arms tightly around her torso, hugging herself; allowing her fingers too rest just against a few feathers of her wings. The Queen would take her attention too her newest oddity : River Sage, raising an eyebrow she’d tilt her head slightly allowing locks of her hair too fall too one of her shoulders. How interesting this was, she’d watch as the world start too almost suck the very force out of the woman, watching the green mist twist and turn into the earth’s hungry soil, River’s smile would falter slightly but she would not frown. Confusion would mix over her face, only for a second before she’d let out a soft sigh as she straightened her back, staying quiet as the green mist would slink towards her, frowning, her wings would open up suddenly, a large gust from them would momentarily push the green mist back, her hands would grip at a feather quickly and pluck out the feather as the wings would open. She would move too hug herself again, hiding the wing under her palm and against her wrist.

She wasn’t going too attack the two, no.. this was a precaution. . She would stare too the woman as she’d fight the relaxed feeling, never in her life times had she ever felt so relaxed.. she had thought she had knew how too calm down and not let the fact she had a mind set of a warrior get into her R&R, but she had still been a warrior. ” Actually, i prefer my air without such vapors...if you could perhaps call them off.” Her wings would flap again, trying too keep the mists back, resisting the urge too take flight and leave those odors that made her unnerved. The curiosity would rise back in her golden orbs, as the Mana’s shadow would form into The Queen and slink it’s way too her side.

She would look too the shadow as it would offer it’s hand too her. She would tilt her head again, and would simply walk past the shadow Queen and move towards what she had perceived as the real Mana, her dark hair trailing after her as she walked too a tree. She had all this time, all this time and so many life times too think of what questions too ask, yet.. she never did. She had never thought her kind would had a ruler- no.. it wasn’t that. Golden eyes would narrow onto the tree, as she would turn too look the Queen. She had never wanted her kind too have a queen. She would lean back against the tree and smile softly. “And, what do you get out of this meeting.. if I may ask?” her wings would move too rest on her sides softly, as she looked too the woman, she had moved farther away from the ever inching green mist.. the color had been off too her... it made her miss her own mist.

”What do you gain from helping me?” River was no fool, she knew even truth was filled with lies, she wouldn’t allow herself too trust a stranger.. well, it was easier for her too trust humans. Perhaps it had been because she knew she could kill a human if it had been lying too her, well, most humans.

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[THEFROST]

Fri Nov 13, 2015 6:27 am

BOW AND LOVE

STHENO IS HERE!

As the calmness filled the young Asthavon, the rivers of tears turned to streams and then, from that point, they stopped completely. While few lonely tears popped out, mostly everything had stopped. Still her sobs could be heard, but even those slowly became lesser and lesser. Her heartbeat, blood pressure, everything started to even out, and with that even the girls appearance changed. Hair messy and unhealthy became beautiful, clean and healthy. The shaking of Stheno's body also seized. Quietly she counted from ten to one, her grip around the Queens waste becoming less and less tense.

Meanwhile Phobos showed his displeasure about being pounded by Mana. While Stheno and Anulap felt respect and familiarity with their sister, making them feel completely relaxed around her, the girls eternal partner with his childish mind saw the Queen in similar light, though maybe he lacked a bit of respect.
"Ow! That hurt Nana!" His face took appearance of a offended kid, though it disappeared almost at the same moment, changing to thoughtful.
"Ummm...Does it make you a asshole, Nana? Cause that was mean! I just said that..." Phobos lost himself in thoughts again "River?...Yes, River, is a pretty!" The being flew quickly at Rivers side, the creature was around 50 cm tall, confused stared at her wings, before hugging one, forming a huge, sharped teeth grin on his face.
"And yup! Her wings are soft and nice too!" While holding them firmly, it was obvious that the sea being was careful not to damage anything. Something similar to purring could be heard from him.

At that moment Stheno had collected herself enough to let go of her sister, give her a awkward and thankful smile, before turning around, in so seeing the chaos her familiar was doing.
"Phobos!? What are you doing, little twerp? Here! Now!" In her high pitched voice the Danava, her face was round, soft, with pleasant characteristics. Everything, starting from the way she moved her arms to her face expression screamed of trying to look cute. Pointing the unhappy eternal partner where he should be, with much softer smile the girl apologized River.
"I apologize for his actions! Phobos just doesn't know how to grow up!" The girl made a polite bow "Stheno Asthavon, Guardian Of Archon and Danava of Annihilation and Guard! Pleasure to meet you!" The girl smiled again, before taking a quick look around her and then, with a bit confused face expression, she turned at Mana.
"Ummm, sister!? What year it is? Like...This seems like Japan and last time we met...What are you doing here?" Stheno had a very good reason to be confused. Because 100 years in Archon were only a year in Demon Realm the girl was always out of touch what had happened in other realms. Yes, usually her brother filled Stheno with the needed information when she left their realm, though this was something the girl did on her own, so now the Danava was a bit lost.

Ending the matter with why they were where they are she then again faced the black winged female Danava.
"So, are you a friend of my sisters? Subordinate? I think I haven't seen you before." Keeping her two arms behind her back the girl leaned closer to River, trying to look closer in her face.
"Hmmm, I like her sis! She have something...Something interesting! Anyhow, why don't we make this place more comfortable for us? Or maybe lets move to the palace? There is plenty space in the carriage."

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[THEFROST]

Fri Nov 13, 2015 11:43 am

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Artist: Leila - Song: Deflect (Feat. Martina Topley-Bird) - Word Count: 1309

The reaction to the mist was all but precious to the likes of The Danava of Discord and Lunacy. It was akin to watching a dog bark and yelp at something so simple as a passing car or his own shadow. So, to not frighten this pretty little puppy, The Queen would give a fanciful roll of the wrist before the miasma retracted and dared not to penetrate the safe space of The River Sage. After all, there was no need to force it when the silver winged vixen was already calming down of her own accord.

In fact, The Fellow Danava seemed to be tip-tapping and waltzing over to Miss Mana without a single beat of hesitation that she could perceive. With a shrug of her shoulders, The Empress gave a wild cackle and dispensed of her shallow replica. It melted into the ground, slithered past River Sage's feet and into the Embodiment of The Queen's own shade. A truly chilling feeling may have passed through Miss Dysphoira's body at that moment; as if something out of this world that did not belong eased and oozed through her essence.

"Ask and ya shall receive, darlin'~"

That simple reply is what The River Sage would receive as The Texan Slang Swinging Queen gave a sinister cackle in return. Though, in that moment, the scene would be quite peculiar as The Empress flexed her own batty wings with a smug smile. When each of them were in this close proximity with one another, it would turn into quite the scene as the hues of white and black intermeshed against each other when the contrast of the twos color schemes came into play.

But, the words spoken were much more interesting than the differing shades of pigment each shared upon their body. It seemed The Rogue Demon was quite interested in the intent behind the Queen's action. Which, upon reflection, was laughable to her. Why was this so? That question was simple enough to answer: she was The Danava of Madness. While she was a sly as a fox, sometimes there just wasn't any grand scheme upon her interactions with others. And while she had more sinister intentions for those un-tethered to her race, this engagement was nothing more than filler to fill her own boredom and amusement.

"Entertainment. Perhaps gainin' a new subject to 'mah kingdom, or maybe a new thang' to play with and break. Really, s'ugah, I'm just bored out of my mind and found it fun to tinker with and toy around with one of my own. Afta' all, with the recent crackdowns in Japan, it was a sight for sore eyes to see a lil' ol' Danava like you wandering the big bad woods alone. And since ya' smelled so good, how could I eva' let ya' go?"

Even if she would try and break away from The Queen in that moment, Mana's cheery presence would turn invasive as her speed of movement came in a an eruption of darkness. Tearing herself apart from Stheno at this point, The Empress would caress the left cheek of River Sage and grin wildly:

"Why are ya worried, s'ugah? Scared I might....do this?"

With a flash of her eyes, the tree behind ol' Dysphoria became engulfed in a dark energy. After only a few seconds, that hunk of lumber disintegrated and turned to blacken ash on the forest floor without so much as a single sound being uttered out in the process.

"Or that~"

From behind, a raging and ravished wolf would leap from the bushes and attempt to maul The River Sage from behind. However -- the overwhelming aura of The Demon Queen's power reduced it to blacken ashes within the first instance it made contact with her menacing emerald glow.

"Surely if I had intentions if makin' ya a slave, dead or something wicked -- I would have surely done it by now. Ya' know why, sweetie? Hehehe, it's because I have the powa' to make anythin' I want a reality."

While the tone was upbeat and cheery, the down-tone and sinister truth behind it was all but heavy and real. In fact, there was a slight shade of solemn and grim intent as her eyes grew colder and impending; if only for a second or two.

The truth of the matter here was that Mana smelled the scent River Sage, felt aroused by her scent and wanted to check out the delicious aroma for herself. Upon discoverin' one of her own kind? Well, there was a sense of leadership and guidance that beat within the ol' wicked witch heart. Mhm, she was as foul as can be, but even the most horrid of creatures had some sense of unity, did they not? She lead the Demon Race into an age of absolute prosperity, power and glory; so why would she not want to continue that tread upon this lost little half-pint of a demon?

"But fer 'mah own kind? Let's just say I have a bit of pride in our race and feel that silly concept known as community with those whom share our sinister blood, dearie."

Then, with a lean in close action, The Empress stared intently into the blazing gold eyes of River Sage and grinned; uttering this simple question once more:

"Now, tell me s'ugah, what is it ya wanna know?"

With a wink of the eye, she'd snicker and pull back to take a glimpse behind her to see what the runt patrol was up to.

...

An asshole, eh?

Sure. Let's roll with that.

There wouldn't be a response given from The Demon Queen; as instead a lovely tone would be hummed from her mouth. In the mean time, she'd allow the boy to move about and fly wildly -- until a dense wall blocked his path towards The River Sage. It would feel as if he had collided straight into a steel blockade of some kind and would send him hurdling backwards into a tree.

"Numbah' one: that's fer callin' me an asshole. Numbah' two: only I get to invade peoples spaces."

A nasty snicker than emitted itself from the mouth of The Demon Queen before she set her eyes upon Stheno. Good. She was calm. All of that crying was starting to on her nerves a bit. There was no need for a demon of her kind to shed such tears. So, she earned the right to have her questions asked because of that:

"2415. But never you mind why I am here or who this demon is to me. I'd more mind that ya' keep a leash on yer pet, darlin'."

Then, through a force of invisible pull, the wave of motion from Mana's energy yearned to twist and turn the fellow Asthavon to deal with Phobos before he got himself hurt in this tango of contorted delight. However, she would admit -- it might be better to change venue. It wasn't too wise to hang around these parts. Who knows, perhaps some do gooder would spot them and an un-needed clash would erupt because of it.

So, The Queen of Demon's would point her right index finger towards The River Sage and give a wink of the eye:

"Now, hun, the lil' brat has a point. It would probably be much wisa' to follow me and have a change of pace. Would you ever be opposed to following my maddening ilk into the depths of your hellish homeworld, hm?"

With another bow, The Empress would give her stand and await to see what kind of reaction would come from her Danava in arms.

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