Aspen Wren

Dr. Nidhogg's Academy of Dragonology

@Sailorsadie
It's alright I've been super busy as well.

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I'm alive lol

Rosa Clare Academy - Cryptid Haven and School of Learning 2.0

I'm waiting on Kura to post before I make my post for Niall.

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- Laurel -

@FallenTrinity

The gifted woman lounged luxuriously in the silken sheets next to the dragon, smoke rolling off her skin in pale grey tendrils. She laughed softly at Sulley's words, her eyes closed as she laid beside him. "Indeed it was." Her voice was little more than a husky contented sigh. Her inky black hair was cast around her and across the dark red of her pillowcase. She rolled to her side as she turned her face towards him, attempting to read his face. He appeared to be displeased about something but she had a feeling it wasn't her.

She watched him easily, her eyes traveling across the dips and swells of his athletic frame. She admired him briefly in silence, indulging herself. Soon he was up and moving, telling her he wanted to go find Vlad. She wasn't quite sure what he had in mind but there wasn't much she could do to sway him one way or the other. He headed for the shower and was out in a just a few minutes, dressed and another cigarette already between his lips. She nodded easily at him as she headed for the shower herself. She washed quickly, wringing the water from her long hair and rimming her eyes with kohl before she exited the bathroom. She padded easily across the darkly stained wood floor. She didn't bother to cover herself, she found no reason to do so now.

Pulling a fresh set of delicate lace underthings, they were a soft lavender color, almost white, that stood out against her now darkened olive skin. Laurel pursed her lips softly before selecting a backless sundress that showcased the tattoo along her spine. The dress itself was a soft warm green, a close and near perfect match to her eyes. It clung to her upper body then fell loosely to the middle of her thighs. She slid into it quickly before slipping into some golden flats her mother had sent her recently. She slid a hair tie around her wrist, she would put it up when it was drier. For now it hung loosely down her back and over her shoulders, still damp. When she reached Sulley's side she offered a brief smile before turning her back to him and pulling her hair aside and away from the back of her slender neck. "Will you latch the chain for me?" She gestured with her hand to her to the slim golden chain that hung loosely from one shoulder of the dress. "It latches just on the other shoulder, just a snap I believe."

Dr. Nidhogg's Academy of Dragonology

All we can do is try and wait a bit. If we want this to live though we will have to continue on.

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- Niall -

@KuramaaaZ@Fetzen

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Niall had finally settled Mihnet down into a lovely long legged trot but she was still just as feisty as her owner, always pushing to see what she could get away with. The big Lycan kept careful control over her though, pushing her to use her energy to pick her feet well up off the ground and look pretty. She easily lapped around the big draft horse that carried Asmund, though she was much shorter her strides were long and powerful. She seemed to dance elegantly across the the sand of the arena, picking her hooves high up off the ground and into the air.

Niall spotted the fiery show not far away, it wasn't until Asmund called to the young man that Niall could pin point the exact source. He scented witch and anger, there wasn't particularly a reason for the lad to be angry though. That was what confused Niall the most of about the situation at hand. Still the scent made his hackles rise and that in turn made Mihnet even more rowdy, she lived off turmoil and war. She was a war horse after all, it was in her nature to direct herself right into the middle of the chaos. Her silver coat was almost black now with sweat as she moved around the arena. "He should be grateful Laurel isn't here. She would be having a fit right now. They don't call her the real Bastet for nothing." He chuckled at the nickname, as far as the universe was concerned she was the real Bastet, as real of one as there had been since the original Bastet anyway.

He chuckled easily at the scene despite the horse beneath him seeming wilder than ever. It took more than some fireworks and a wild horse to ruffle Niall's proverbial feathers. He smiled fondly as he thought of the gifted, she was positively exquisite even if she was a bit scary even to him sometimes. She was tiny and delicate looking but one of the strongest people he knew. She was certainly as tough as nails, even when she spent time around his packmates who ganged up on her like rabid dogs in heat she easily held her own. They had been so curious about her and her abilities they just hadn't been able to help themselves, not to mention she was beautiful.

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@Silent Observer
I was going to try and explain but clearly you have that part down pat lol Far more eloquent that I would have been for certain.

@KuramaaaZ
Silent is right though Kura, this is just a tidbit of this roleplay. You missed two good sections of this roleplay so I can see why you might see it the way you do. This is actually the 3rd section of this.

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- Laurel -

@FallenTrinity

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Laurel wasn't paying particularly much attention to Sulley until he pulled away from her, eliciting and hiss of displeasure from her lips. Her green eyes snapped open sharply as she watched him sitting up next to her. She had been thoroughly enjoying the heat, basking in it. As it was now she was hot enough that had a human touched her she certainly would have burned them. Sulley had stoked the fire living within her until her olive skin was flushed with heat, slightly darker in color as if she had been tanned from the inside out. Her eyes were lit with the same fire, it flickered and danced just beyond the depths of her irises.

Having your vision replaced with someone else's by some sort of dragon magic was not on Laurel's list of things she really liked to do, that she was more than certain of. Her body went rigid for a moment, her muscles tensing in a brief surge of displeasure before she forced her body to relax, Sulley was in front of her now she could tell from the sounds in the room but she could only see herself like she was looking in a mirror. She could see the soft curve of her calves and thighs above slender feet with black and gold painted toenails, then the swell of her hips, the red lacy silk panties she wore contrasted starkly above her now darkened skin. A taut stomach with delicately exposed lines of muscle and the round curve of her breasts. Further up she could see the shadowed dip of her collarbone and the elegant curve of her neck. Her facial features were flushed with heat, cheeks as rosy as if she'd trekked through the Sahara. Her decadently thick black was spilled across the dark ruby pillowcase, engulfing it in blackness. She could see the fire in her own eyes for once.

When her own vision returned her blazing green eyes peered directly up at the dragon. He held himself easily aloft, covering her much smaller frame with his own. She reflected his heat, waves of it visibly rolling off her as she lay beneath him while he spoke. His own hair was a similar color to hers though it was touched with red like everything else about him. Laurel unconsciously reached up to run a matte black fingernail along his sharp cheekbone while he spoke looking down at her. She pulled her hand away as he moved easily, his hair barely brushing her throat. His words had the most impact though, her muscles quivered as a shiver ran down her body like the best kind of cold chill. Only she was hot, not hot enough to melt her sheets but she would be close if he kept this up.

Other than her shiver it wasn't until his lips were a minute distance away that she reacted, her slender hands ghosting across and up his bare chest to wrap around his neck. Her burning green eyes rose up from looking at his lips to stare into the red and gold orbs above her before she rose up the fraction of an inch to close the remaining distance between them.

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All I have to say about this most recent IC post is cue Kiara forgetting her keys or something lol good thing Morgan is keeping her occupied lol

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@Silent Observer
Lolz I bet Niall would be down. Or up rather. He doesn't really like sharing though. Werewolf thing.