Cold Iron & Pixie Dust [IC]

[Switch]

Dorijan looked back and forth from Sideway to Damia as they bickered, growing increasingly confused. He didn't know who to listen to anymore. Damia was kind to him, but Sideway's idea of going looking for his dad earlier sounded more appealing right now...

"Wait! M-Maybe the shop is on the way to your house?" Dorijan squeaked without thinking when Damia turned away. "...Or maybe not? I don't know. I g-guess we could wait until it's light out, in case that demon comes back...?"

As much as Dorijan wanted to rush back to the shop, he had never been out this late without Vodnik, and Damia's mention of things wanting to devour him made his anxiety spike.

[padfoot]

Sideway bit his lip as she made up her mind and began to storm out. She wasn't getting his point: He didn't give a about his own safety, he actually felt a painful death would be appropriate, he just didn't want to see the same happen to his kid. Or any kid, for that matter. He caught the hesitation on the boy's face, unsure if he should follow the woman on not. Sideway shifted his attention to the teen standing nearby. None of his swaying powers would work on this kid to help him trust him, his powers didn't work on anything that hadn't matured past a certain point. Even demons have some shred of decency. Years being a babysitter and camp counselor taught him how to act around kids. It helped a little that he loved kids

"My name is Robert Sideway. You can call be by which ever one of those names you like" he said with a smile, "I'll do whatever you want to do. If you want to go with the dragon lady, I'll come to make sure you get there safely. If you want to stop by your dad's shop, I'll help you find it. Sideway made an X over his heart and smiled, glancing at the dragon shifter leaving the bar. This would give him a chance to learn who she was.

 

(((I just realized that Dorijan is 19 . I thought he was much younger by the way you were playing him.)))

Edited May 4, 2015 by padfoot

[Dragonessdown]

((Giving yall some time here))

 

Damia stepped outside, and walked up to her bike. She jumped on, and kicked the stand out of it.

[Switch]

((well c': dorijan isn't terribly mature because of how he was raised so thats kinda what i was going for))

 

Dorijan nodded slightly when Sideway introduced himself with a smile. The rusulka smiled back for a brief second before his melancholy expression returned.

"I dunno.." He mumbled, anxiously gripping his own forearm. "I wanna go look for my dad, but, th-that lady said there were... things out at night that wanted to eat me?"

Dorijan didn't want to believe that, but Vodnik had told him similar things in the past. Reasons of why he shouldn't go out alone. But maybe it'd be okay since he was with people?

... Unless they wanted to eat him too. Dorijan's eyes widened and he took a step back, but ultimately decided to stay put. He couldn't run off on his own, not like this. "I mean, is it really that dangerous out there?"

Edited May 5, 2015 by Switch

[zamboza]

((Sorreh guyz, needed to take a break for a while :I))

 

Thoughts were swirling in Avixiam's head as he was sitting on the stool. It felt like meeting with death face-to-face with him: that demon surely scared the out of him, as his nerves weren't the best. The deeply red, lightly swirling eyes; the two rows of teeth that were almost sunk in his neck; the feral voice that threatened him, which he heard so well as the beast whispered to his ear - all of that combined in one really worsened his mental condition.

 

Luckily, there was that dragoness that saved him - if not her, the magnomancer would be cold dead by now. Everything after that was blurred for him, though he recalls that it seemed that the demon flew away from the bar, as the others managed to fight it off somehow. Avixiam came back to his senses as he felt a hand on his shoulder and a voice asking him if he's alright. He turned his head to notice the same dragoness that pushed the Strzyga of him. "I... I'm fine, I guess." He replied, stuttering. "I just need to get myself together, that's it.

[padfoot]

(((He's perfect, then)))

 

Sideway snorted at the boys question and chuckled, "noooo. I mean, sure there are things that have the means to eat you but we won't run into anything like that. We are in the middle of a city, not the wilderness., he looked back to see the dragoness leave the bar, "She was just saying that in order to use your fear to get her way. Weird that she wanted to take to her home right away.". That last part was not said loud enough for the teen to hear, no use freaking him out more. He jerked his head towards the door, "shouldn't have the dragon lady wait for us too long. She might shift and attack again" he joked before exiting the bar.

Edited May 5, 2015 by padfoot

[Dragonessdown]

Damia sighed as the other two came out. "Oh now you come?" She kicked the stand back under her bike, and threw the keys at Sideway "Hope you can drive." She paused, fingering her choker thoughtfully. There's a back ally I can shift from over here, ill send you a map and fly above She walked into the shady ally by the bar, not caring to hear a response.

 

((Feel up to being chased to her house? I have a idea thing))

Edited May 5, 2015 by Dragonessdown

[XiraCaster]

((its alright Zam, its completely understandable ^^ ))

 

"Hmm......okay then." Crimson removed her hand from the mage's shoulder and took a seat next to him, eyeing him carefully. The dragoness hardly believed the male was alright, he still looked a bit sick not only that, but it was still taking him a while to recover from the incident. She wouldn't blame him either, if she was him she probably would be in the same state as well. However, he did look like he was regaining himself so that was a good sign. In hopes to get his mind slightly off of things Crimson spoke up once more. "My name is Crimson by the way...incase you were wondering. And what might yours be, if I may ask that is?"

[zamboza]

"Name's Avixiam." The magnomancer quickly replied to Crimson. He began to nervously tap his fingers on the bar as he tried to recall how it exactly went. Just by doing it he noticed what he had done wrong - he acted to impulsive, to aggressive. Instead of conjuring a defensive spell, he magically shot the screws at the beast. That's something that I should remember... He noted in his mind. Then, in front of his eyes once again appeared the scene in which the strzyga was clenched on his back. The manomancer stopped tapping his fingers, closed his eyes and hung low his head as he tried to not think about this anymore. "This will surely give me nightmares." He thought aloud and opened his eyes, though he didn't raise his head. "Thank you, Crimson. I owe you my life... If not you I'd be probably be lying on the floor with bloodied neck by now." He said and turned his gaze to his savior. She was a slender girl with long, black-red hair and red eyes, which recalled him once again of the beast. "Sorry... It's just... your eyes, you know..." He apologized after turning his gaze back to the floor. Damn, this is awkward

[XiraCaster]

"Pleasure of meeting you Avixiam." The dragoness took notice in his attitude change, the female couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for the lad. He really was bent out of shape. "Nightmares?..." She trailed off as Avixiam spoke once more. Crimson wasn't used to be thanked, nor had she saved someone in such a way before, but even so she shook her head at him faintly at his words. "You're rather welcome, but you truly don't need to owe me such a thing. I only did the right thing, I couldn't bear to see someone like you take a fate such as that." She held his gaze for a short moment before he looked back down, his words struck her slightly as she knew what he ment. "Oh....Its fine, I understand..." Crimson sighed, her eye color couldn't be helped, it was a traight that she couldn't hide no matter what she did. Though in order to clear the slightly awkward tension she arose to her feet and shot a glance at Avixiam. "Since you're still a bit unstable would you like to go for a bit of a walk with me? Help clear your mind a bit."

[Esko]

Obsi could not comprehend what was going on very well. This was supposed to be a fun, calm, nice night. She was supposed to be getting to know Richard better, not on the line with humans about her identity. Why was it a big deal, anyways? They could be human, why be discriminated? If it is the issue of not being able to have babies with another human while in a human form, SO HELP ME.... She ranted in her mind as she walked out of the bar with Richard. He noticed her tense face and put an arm around her shoulder. You okay there?

Um...yeah. What do I do now?

Probably just go home. Or you can stay at my place, it is closer. He offered, giving her that goofy smile.

Uh....I have to turn down the offer. I don't want to take up room in your place..

Please, I insist. It will save you time!

She sighed and nodded, then walked with him towards his apartment.

 

((Crap post is crap

 

Anybody want to poke them, go ahead))

[zamboza]

"Actually... yeah, some fresh air will be good." Avixiam said as he raised his head up. He began to function normally, though he knew that a walk would still be a good option for him, he stood up, eyeing the building around - everything was a mess. Signs of fight, despite of it's length being short, could be seen. Some tables and chairs were fallen over, one table was broken - it was probably the one that the demon threw a human at. The door was widely opened and evening wind was flowing through it. The magnomancer looked at the barkeep who was busy fixing the place up. "If you need any help, just call." He said and left a business card at the bar in case Sarkan needed help. "Shall we go, then?" He asked Crimson as he turned to her. The eyes thing was already better, though he still wasn't able to look to much at them. Nevertheless, he was able to notice her slightly round face, which in his opinion was quite nice to watch. Edited May 6, 2015 by zamboza

[XiraCaster]

Crimson gave a curt nod at the male and thus began their walk, though at times she could feel Avixiam's gaze fall on her every now and then. Even so she didn't mind it at all honestly, she'd even catch herself eyeing the male at times as well. The dragoness flicked her eyes to the sky and observed the scenery- it was nightfall with a few speckles of stars laid out every so other distance from each other. It was around this time where the female felt at peace, despite a few distant storm clouds rolling in, the weather wouldn't be harsh til a little later on in the night. Finally, after a while of silence Crimson began to speak again, her voice taking up a calming tone. "Rather nice out huh, ever go on night strolls often such as one like this?"

Edited May 6, 2015 by DarknessDragon197

[Switch]

"Uh- If you're sure?" Dorijan shrugged, avoiding eye contact with Sideway. In the back of his mind, he was still afraid at the possibility of Sideway or Damia trying to trick him, but they seemed nice. Plus, he really didn't have any other choice. So, with wobbly legs he followed Sideway outside of the bar and found Damia with a motorbike. Dorijan winced slightly when he saw it. He always hated those things, the sounds they made were so loud and invasive, not to mention the smell. The rusulka flinched when Damia tossed the keys to Sideway, as if he had expected to be hit by them.

"...What do I do?" He asked meekly after a brief pause.

 

[padfoot]

Sideway also flinched when Damia tossed him the keys, fumbling with them awkwardly in midair before catching them. He looked up, expecting a car but seeing a motorcycle. He swallowed hard, "Uhhh...I've never driven and motorbike before..." he said hesitantly. Sideway hadn't ever owned a car so he never learned how to properly drive a car, let alone a bike. He had always lived in the city so everything was within walking distance. He glanced nervously at Dorijan and forced a confident smile. He had already made a nuisance of himself arguing with the dragoness, he didn't want to make this any more complicated. He didn't know what to do either.

 

(((Sorry, One of the ten secret things I wrote about Sideway's character is that he never learned to drive)))

Edited May 6, 2015 by padfoot

[Dragonessdown]

(Pff! Made my day!))

 

 

Damia snickered and turned around "Guessing you don't have a car either? The other option is teleport..." she paused. The spell was quite complex, and it would scream "Damia was here". Furthermore, it left her particularly weak, she would not be able to cast it again for at least a week. She frowned, digging in her pocked to pull out a scroll. "It only tickles, bring my bike over will you hun?" She directed the last part at Sideway, winking.

[padfoot]

Sideway didn't take any offense to the dragoness's snide remark about his inability to drive. Sideway didn't see the appeal of being in a metal box going several times the speed evolution ever intended for him to go. Truth was, a lot of things scared Sideway.

 

Sideway walked the bike over to the woman, "I could call a cab" he offered, "I have a cabby or two in my thrall that I could call" . He didn't know much about teleportation, other than what a doctor friend had taught him, or any other kind of magic for that matter. He did know there was a trade off for more powerful spells and those trade offs could be extremely taxing on the user. He didn't know the conversion rate for two adults, a teenager, and a motorcycle but she didn't seem to be worried about it.

[Dragonessdown]

A smile flickered briefly on her pail face. "Thank you, but until the enchantment on my lair examines you, I can not disclose its location... Surely you understand?" Damia thought for a moment, and unrolled the scroll.

[Vorgin]

Sarkan made his way back into the smoky and shattered glass building. Waving his hand, the smoke clear, but the shattered glass and bottles, broken chair and marks in the floor and walls was going to cost a lot... When the police and fire department showed up, they would lock down the building until they found the cause of all this commotion. Being human, they would not find it. Since the whole process of investigation and repairs would take a long time, and since Sarkan's apartment was the floor above the bar, he was out of a home. Going to the register and taking out his daily earnings, he went to his apartment and packed everything he needed into a luggage bag before walking back outside and finding himself back on the bench. "This is the third time something like this has happened to my bar... stupid bat thing."

[Dragonessdown]

The dragoness looked over at the elemental "Its not my fault, but if you need a place to stay.... " She really did have quite a bit of room, and the powerful creature would help calm the others doubt.. she hoped. She fiddled with the scroll, it would not be easy transporting them all, much less a creature of that much power. It would require greater sacrifice on her end, she did not mind. She turned to the others, smiling "It will be nice to have others around again..."

[padfoot]

Sideway rolled his eyes when the dragon lady mentioned that her house needed to analyze them before she can give it's location. That sparked a realization that made his eyes dart nervously from Dorijan to Damia, "So your not taking him home now? Did you forget that whole conversation where we compromised?" He asked, stepping out of range of the spell. This was beginning to feel familiar. Fast ways to move between points? someone that can't stand up for himself? Someone taking said person to an undisclosed location and ignoring requests? This all sounds like a creep at his club trying to take advantage of one of his girls. Sideway's eyes narrowed and the pheromones in the air intensified, "Why can't you just do what the boy asks instead of making decisions for him? he asked, ready to act.

 

While Sideway had his internal conflict, Elfte exited the bar. She had charade mr.Pink and Mr.Maroon to stay put in the bar while she walked outside to talk to the barkeep who's place of residence and business had been wrecked to . She sat down next to the man and placed a hand on his shoulder, " Ich bin traurig über Ihre Bar, hoffte ich, dass wir hätten vermieden werden können , die alle zusammen kämpfen, aber dieser Vogel dick war ein Schwanz.

Mein Name ist Elfte . Es tut mir leid , mein Hüter informierte mich, dass ich spreche Deutsch, glaub ich, dass es von Ihrem elektromagnetischen Impuls , nicht wahr? she said, unsure if her point even made it across, "Ich frage mich, wenn Sie mir beibringen, wie man einen solchen Akt der Wissenschaft Vorform ? Ich würde gerne lernen oder zumindest lernen, wie man sich am besten vor sie zu schützen. Im Gegenzug kann ich Ihnen die Kontaktinformationen von einem Mann ich vor vielen Jahren getroffen zu geben. Er spezialisiert sich auf genau das, was heute Nacht passiert ist . Underfae Tilgung, Fluch aufheben, Schutz. Ich bin mir sicher, dass er mit Ihnen zusammenarbeiten würde, wenn Sie erwähnen tthat Sie es mich wissen.". She handed the man a business card made of strangely heavy paper. The front read;

 

Luke Skinner

Exotic Matter Specialist

Will help with all your supernatural needs.

 

For emergency appointment, Lick back of card and stick to solid surface

 

The back only had a white rectangle that said, "Lick Me". Elf smiled, "In der Zwischenzeit kann ich meine Hilfe mit den Behörden oder helfen Aufräumen ?

[Vorgin]

Sarkan took the card and studied it, "I am not sure how I would begin to teach you anything... it was mostly a discharge, nothing more beyond that, my plan was only to shut down the immediate area, better than if I took out the block or street or town. But thank you for the card... regardless, I'm still out of a home for awhile until the authorities give up the investigation." He looked up to Damia, "If it's too much of a strain on you, I could either refuse your offer or let you borrow some of my power."

[Dragonessdown]

Damian eyes flashed in anger, a small wave of opprsion emited from her before she clamped down on it. Her face whiped clean of emotion, she the incubi "You clearly are lacking in the mental department little demon. No Dragon would allow you into their lair without... inspection. Unless you want me in your mind, and it will be painfull, we have to apear ouside the gate" She shook her head, trying to clear it as the necklaces power waivered again, briefly showing an outline of her true form. Turning to Sarakan, she flashed something between a smile and a grimace "Its a blood powered spell... Don't think you can help with that." she snickered briefly, there was one thing to be said for having flesh! "Anyways, more than enough room. I only use the basement, as I hunt my own meals..." She trailed off, fingering the scroll. It was a lovely thing, one time use but instant.

[zamboza]

"Nope. Work and family kinda leaves me no time for stuff like this." Avixiam replied to Crimson as they were walking through the silent city. There was some odd, calming feel in the air that really relaxed him and eased his nerves, making him forget about the situation at bar. Probably it was just the fact that the magnomancer needed some fresh air to calm down, yet he didn't care that much. What he knew is that now he was safe - he didn't know why, but he was certain of it. It just felt like there wasn't any possibility of a life-threatening situation. "Night surely has some magic in it, heh." He said as he looked at partially clouded sky above him. Suddenly he felt really tired - everything that happened before had to leave a mark somehow at him, not counting the mental condition of his brain. "I think that's enough or me today... I need to get some sleep. Do you leave anywhere nearby?" He asked the dragoness.

[XiraCaster]

"Hm, that's understandable then." Crimson was rather content with the walk, after all she did make a good acquaintance from it. She hoped that he would be a friend that would last, people like such were rare for her to meet. In response to his comment the dragoness gave a lighthearted chuckle. "Has quite a bit of magic indeed." The female took notice in Avixiam's sudden drowsiness, which in turn caused her to have a bit of concern for him. 'Would he be alright on his own?...' Crimson thought silently as she glanced over at him. She directed her attention forward once more and dipped her head down slightly in the direction of her keep. "I live rather close to where we are now." She returned her gaze back to him. "Though I have a bit of concern for your well being for the night, will you be fine on your own? If not.....I suppose I could let you stay over if you'd like."