JewelSerket

𓆣 ☢ Middle Man ☢ 𓆣

Elijah never understood why cute men hitting him with ‘Technically…’ and then coming up with a long tangent had made him so enamored. If he had a nickel for every time that happened, he would only have two nickels. It was weird, though, that it had happened twice. The strangeness of it did not stop Elijah from staring at this man and rapidly developing a blush. Unfortunately for everyone else in the room, his ‘helmet’ covered his face, which meant he read as just silently, emotionlessly staring at poor Lilian.

It took Li clearing his throat for Elijah to snap out of his stupor. He was slightly disappointed by Li brushing it off as ‘science crap’. It was a rather intelligent and fascinating argument. He poorly forced a chuckle. ”Ah, yes. Breaking through windows is not my preference but it would be nice to reduce the amount I have to do that, wouldn’t it?”

That was stupid. You didn’t even add anything to the conversation. Say something better. You’re supposed to know how to interact with people. It’s no wonder mom made you stay out of fancy events for being such a mess.

Elijah quickly nibbled on another donut, attempting to think of ways to break the silence. ”Sssso… yeah. Super speed would make my job a lot easier. Especially with uh… all the reasons you listed."

From the Egg - A Dragon Training Rp

There was that tension in the air again. As if the storm that had started outside of those clay halls had gone entirely silent. Gwynn was drawn forward to the egg furthest stage left. It was, perhaps, the smallest of the eggs, though it still rivaled a halfling in size. The scales of it were slowly pulsing with heat.

That heat seemed to transfer to Gwynn. It started in her toes and danced up her body. Each wave held the warmth of a hug. Her heart was filled, and was her stomach. Aches and pains were temporarily swept away in a sea of blissful comfort. The world similarly seemed to melt away. Before Gwynn realized what was happening, she was floating in a distant, sweeping purple ocean. Twin suns glowed high above and seagulls could be heard far away. In the sky, a long serpent danced. It leapt between clouds and let out a low, rumbling call.

The massive, serpentine figure dove down and landed gently on top of the water. It walked upon the purple ocean as if it were flat ground. Its paws barely made a ripple. The beast was difficult to look at. Unlike the rest of the world, the serpent was foggy. It was difficult to make out much more than the beast’s vague shape. As if one was looking at it through a fogged up mirror. It lowered its massive head, easily twice the size of Gwynn, and settled it on top of the water.

Hello little one. The voice seemed to come from all directions at once. The beast certainly did not open its mouth to speak. You have come from rather far away… And proven yourself of great interest since the moment you entered the room. My child has taken great interest in you… and for that, I will grant you a gift. A prophecy. It may be about anything you wish… though, if you would prefer, I could simply tell you of your future.

To the outside world, there was a swirl of energy. Of light. Then, all at once, Gwynn disappeared. The crowd murmured in concern. Mother Dula blinked, but seemed otherwise unconcerned. She turned back to the rest of the crowd. ”Number two, step forward.”

𓆣 ☢ Middle Man ☢ 𓆣

Oh shit! How had he missed that? Had he been so focused on the interview that he had not noticed someone getting hurt? It was Falcone’s turn to grab Elijah’s arm before he took off to go check on the man. She shook her head and muttered, ”They’re handling it.”

That was, often, the worst part of being a hero. People wanted to do little things for King Stag so that his life was made easier. He knew they had good intentions, but that did not stop him from wanting to go help. Not to mention that it brought back particularly unfavorable memories of a time he preferred not to acknowledge. Falcone pulled him out of his thoughts by offering a donut. He graciously accepted, then tore off a chunk and awkwardly pushed it past his carapace mask and into his mouth.

Jenna did not mind the next question, luckily enough. Neither did Elijah. He relaxed considerably at such a silly question. ”I don’t think I’d ever replace my abilities. I love my little friends too much.” That and the carapace was the only thing protecting his fragile insides from harm. ”But if I could have a new power? Probably something like super speed. Really round out my kit, you know?”

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Depths

Hi guys. I am so sorry, but I don't think I can run this rp. I have recently experienced some rough family issues and don't think that I have the mental health and space to handle leading a second rp right now. Thank you for your interest. There is a good chance I try again in the future with this one, at a time when my brain can handle everything.

𓆣 ☢ Middle Man ☢ 𓆣

Falcone could have ripped Li apart there and then. Her gaze said she read right through their casual facade, though she probably assumed Li was attempting to throw King Stag under the bus. Elijah was following that same line of thought. He did not know how to defend himself. Falcone started to stand, but Elijah put a hand on her shoulder. Li’s words were not inaccurate and, in some ways, damning. But that ending part was where it mattered. Elijah was not in this for the money, though it was a big reason why he worked for the DNCC specifically.

Elijah watched Lilian flip through the book. His mouth was dry and it took him a second to think of a response. By the time he did, there was another question. One he hoped would not be twisted. One he was prepared for. ”We can get to a scene faster, as well as get to the root of an issue quicker. Plus, we have advantages that can often save the lives of many police officers. For instance, my ability to handle radiation. Many others would die in that situation. We have specifics that generalized forces don’t have.”

𓆣 ☢ Middle Man ☢ 𓆣

”Mhm.” Elijah nodded at Lilian’s muttering of the DNCC. He was glad to have avoided the question. Falcone did not meet Lilian’s eye contact. She was far more focused on the notes she was furiously scratching.

”You’re alright.” Elijah smiled, though that smile faltered at the question. ”Without saying too much, I can tell you that my previous job had me working with a lot of hurting people. People who died. I couldn’t stand people being abandoned by those that were supposed to care about them. Protect them. The police–”

Falcone interrupted, her head shooting up. ”Remember, you’re not obligated to say anything about your personal life.”

”Ah. Heh. Yeah. Apologies.” It was a damn good thing she stopped him. He was about to go off on a tirade she had explicitly advised him against. ”I’m in this to protect the people. The people who can’t protect themselves. Someone has to do it and I fit that bill.”

𓆣 ☢ Middle Man ☢ 𓆣

Cool? Elijah was so focused on his power being called cool (rather than creepy or crawly) that he hardly noticed the excitable look in Lilian’s eyes. His cheeks flushed hot with blush, which he was grateful was covered by the pseudo-mask of carapace.

Now… that next question was a lot fucking harder to answer. One wrong word and the DNCC would be ripping his ass apart in an instant. He mulled the question over in his head, searching for words. ”That’s a bit hard to say. I mostly have more opportunities than limitations, even if they do keep me from working some of the smaller stuff. I can go directly to the source of an issue and they provide me with a database of information which helps me track down particularly bad villains.”

There… that would solve the issue of the question. Not that it did not make him uneasy. If Lilian kept pushing on such polarizing subjects, he was unsure he would be able to stop himself from spilling his frustration and, subsequently, getting fired.

𓆣 ☢ Middle Man ☢ 𓆣

Once again, Falcone’s cutting glare sliced into Elijah. Elijah did not let her phase him. At least, not right now. He knew she would tear into him later. Something something, villains would use this information against him. She had warned him about that kind of thing several times already. Yeah. Good luck in stopping a fucked up bug swarm from helping him. Especially when a good forty percent of it was inside of his body.

”That’s correct. They give me this. It’s a give and take.” He chuckled, ”They’re very needy. But that’s alright. I’m needy too. A lot of people are afraid of bugs,” His tone turned jovial, ”But they’re good listeners and tell some good jokes. Plus, they’re the ones that help me help you.”

Lilian’s interest made Elijah relax a little. He was clearly interested in hearing what King Stag had to say. It was almost… adorable…

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Depths

I'll likely be making this into an rp thread in the next day or two. Might do it tonight but I have DnD so I may not be able to.

From the Egg - A Dragon Training Rp

Mother Dula’s eyes trained over Gwynn. A silent tension rose between them. Then Mother Dula lifted a hand. All at once, a pain split across Gwynn’s skull. It was as if an ice spike had been driven into her skill. The air around Mother Dula’s hand trembled. She closed her hand into a fist and the pain doubled.

”You’re surprisingly honest. Very well. You may present yourself to the eggs.”

Mother Dula stepped away from Gwynn and gestured to a set of steps that led up to the stage. The pain subsided slowly, leaving Gwynn’s legs wobbly. She could taste blood on her tongue. Despite it all, the eggs beckoned.