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SwordOfTheDarkOnes Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 8:15 pm
Ulrick's Home...not sure how many he could fit in here, but its big enough. He likes large spaces if only because of his size in naga form. His family will never room with him due to territory instincts. Just keep in mind everything is built for a 20ft naga to get through it.  Ulrick's Room: (its a lot bigger than you think) Kitchen: Bathroom: Living Room:
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Posted: Wed Jan 22, 2014 6:52 pm
 Professor Ulrick Greaves Othellion Skyrisen Ulrick slithered into the house after unlocking it with Delmon carried mostly by his tail, the naga looked back as Othello walked in. The Pegsaus stopped on a dime before looking back outside the door. Ulrick raised an eyebrow, "Issue?"
Othello looked back, "No, my little Ulrick...just wondering where I rest is all."
Ulrick pointed up the stairs, "There are plenty of rooms upstairs, my room is the top floor. Yes, old man...all of it. You'll find there's a map on the wall in every bedroom. I don't want someone walking in on others. Go pick a room and keep little Zyar with you for now. Until the youngling wants his own room. Once I get Snickerdoodle back I'll put him up in a room...go and rest."
Othello stepped up to the bottom stair as he noticed Delmon still coiled in the naga's own tail, "And young Delmon?"
Ulrick stiffened, "He'll sleep in my bed. Please...go rest."
Othello heard the underlying pain and weariness the naga was under he nodded before ascending the stairs. Ulrick followed and watched at the Pegasus used his inner compass to find the room with the best Moon view...the naga chuckled before slithering up to his room where he laid Delmon in the massive thing he called his bed. He sighed before going into his bathroom starting up the water for a warm soak, before he turned in himself....
((ooc: yes i am totally setting up Ulrick here. >3 ))
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SwordOfTheDarkOnes Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 3:15 pm
 Zyar wrapped his arms and legs around Othello and was nuzzling him like a small child despite his human appearance. Peeking at Ulrick curiously. Chirping and cooing as he wondered who that guy was. He'd never met anyone outside of Othello a long time ago. Mother spoke of others but he didn't know them. He looked up at Othello. "Othey?" He asked softly. "Why is Othey sad?" He said slowly in common.  ~Delmon ~~ Headmaster's Student Teacher Secretary ~ Delmon's form lay there. Damn his exhaustion. In his mind he saw the face of the Basilisk King. Not that he had anything agaisnt the serpant nor he Delmon but his forefathers had somewhere along the line pissed him off. Now he was cursed with a basilisk soul within his birthmagics. The other half of his own. He saw it dancing in front of him and tried to make it go away. Too late. All the events and exhaustion caught up to him he couldn't keep it at bay.
The markings almost hissed their way from beneath the glamour like cover. They formed on his skin and glowed the scale color of the basilisk. The most notable ones of the basilisk king. His cursed birth magic...his curse. He and the basilisk king oddly on good terms...never would he undo the curse on his ancestors despite that. His shirt shed itself like snake skin and the pants were tattered.
Sitting up with his eyes closed as before. A hand rose and snake bites were in his hand. His eyes opened and turned snake like. "s**t..." He got out before he felt the birthmagic he dreaded, oddly more than his others, flow through him and take over. He stood up. His movements graceful and almost swaying yet predatorial. His eyes scanning before he spotted Ulrick. "Yummy..." He said. He moved into the bathroom and up behind Ulrick. His arms snaked around him and ensnared him.
"Hello Ulrick..." He said. A voice filled with power and predatorial...dangerous yet...still Delmon just full accented.
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 3:37 pm
SwordOfTheDarkOnes Professor Ulrick Greaves Othellion Skyrisen Othello sat down on the edge of the bed he chose. He smiled at the child, "I worry for my little Ulrick. He has a tendency to hide his heart and keep it locked away. He learned a long time ago to fear falling in love."
The Pegasus moved a few wayward strands of hair behind the child's ear, "Something, little Zyar I hope you never learn. Love is not to be feared..." he blinked slowly at his words, "Yet that is why I am like this now...I fear loving again...I'm a fool and a hypocrite. I'm not a good role model right now, youngling."
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Ulrick wasn't expecting the sudden touch, so the naga let out a hiss-squeak as he looked over his shoulder at...Delmon? What the hell?!?
"D-Del...your awake?" he questioned.
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SwordOfTheDarkOnes Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 6:53 pm
Zyar looked at Othello. He looked at him. He didn't get that. He hugged him more. He listened to him. "Mother and father never feared love but they feared letting my siblings love me." He said. though it was partily questioning. He looked at him with a blink. He looked up at him. He put his hands on his cheeks. "You can't fear something you acknowledge. Momma said that when you acknowledge you are afraid of something then you have admitted you do not truly fear it." He was speaking in draconic mixed with chirps. He looked at him. "You are Othey you just got to believe in you." He said hugging him tightly. ~Delmon ~~ Headmaster's Student Teacher Secretary ~ Delmon's eyes closed as he nipped and nibbled on Ulrick's neck. Eyes opening and his form leaned over Ulrick a bit as he turned his head to look at him. "Yes...in a manner of speaking." He said. That predatorial tone there and his eyes were snake like. The markings even made snake like decorative designs on his face. "Someone is a bit pent up...I can fix that..." He said. His arms still ensnared Ulrick but one hand trailed below the naga's waistline and over his serpant tail. The other trailed across his right side and teased his hips.
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Posted: Thu Jan 23, 2014 7:04 pm
Professor Ulrick Greaves Othellion Skyrisen Othello hugged the child close before chuckling, "Lets rest now...all right youngling...?"
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Ulrick squirmed, "N-no...Del...I told you already...haaaahhhh..." he let out a low hiss at the touch along his hips, "Y-you don't...nggghhhhhh, have to do something you don't want...I know..." a few tears slipped out from the corners of his eyes, "I know I'm only family...just...please..." he didn't know what to plead for...death, some sort of release...Ulrick just wanted Delmon to love him for who he was. Not because the youth felt forced too...
((ooc: The feels...dang it Ulrick!!! Emotional little bugger!!!))
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SwordOfTheDarkOnes Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 5:18 pm
Zyar looked at Othello. Smiling a bit and hugged onto him. "Othey rest too." He mumbled. Already falling asleep himself. It wasn't long until he had fallen asleep and shifted into a smaller version of his normal dragon form (exit to sleep) ~Delmon ~~Cursed Childe Of The Basilisk King ~ Delmon hissed at no. "You protest too much. Your lips say one thing yet your body says another." He said as one hand tweaked then rubbed Ulrick's nipples one at a time. "Stop thinking you know what I want to do." He mumbled as he bit and sucked on Ulrick's neck. "Oh...delmon I am but no...not right now. Sweet little seme Delmon isn't the one in control." He grinded against him. "No...is not a word in your seme's current vocabulary." He said. Moving one hand to allow Ulrick to see. "I am the true nature of Delmon. The cursed bloodline of the childe of the Basilisk king. I am Delmon's predator. The Basilisk King's childe who is neither nagi nor serpant form. The cursed childe of the birth magics of the basilisk king line." He said. rubbing and stroking over Ulrick's form. "Come on....don't play hard to get...you know you want to." He whispered seductively yet the tone was pure predatorial. Turning Ulrick around he pinned him to grind against him. Delmon's form was aroused as he nipped and sucked on various places. His hands molesting ulrick's hips without mercy.
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Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 5:38 pm
Professor Ulrick Greaves Othellion Skyrisen Othello laid down with the youngling curled next to him, he too slipped off into slumber...
(exit to sleep)
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Ulrick arched into the other male's touch, his mind slipping fast as a fever worked its way through him. He heard the words and looked at the male before him, 'So...he was hiding something...' the naga thought before feeling a intense heat flow through him...the hips did it. Ulrick gripped the other male's shoulders, panting heavily as he spoke, "At this point I don't care right now...playing with my hips is ********, you gotta help me out or else I bite." his fangs slid out into view, "Hard."
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SwordOfTheDarkOnes Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 6:11 am
~Delmon ~~Cursed Childe Of The Basilisk King ~ Delmon looked at him. Or the Childe of The basilisk king. He grinded against him as he was aroused himself. He continued to molest Ulrick's hips. "I have no issues with you biting." He smirked a bit. "I'm waiting." He taunted in a sultry tone. "I intended to help you out the minute you become my sexy time prey." He said in a hissed purr into Ulrick's ear.
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 6:19 am
Professor Ulrick Greaves Ulrick hissed arching till his head rested on Delmon's shoulder the naga was done...turning he kissed the other male, one clawed hand slipped up into the Seme's hair as the other held a hand in place on his hips...
(fade to pm's?)
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SwordOfTheDarkOnes Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 6:23 am
~Delmon ~~Cursed Childe Of The Basilisk King ~ Delmon nipped and bit on Ulricks neck. Kissing Ulrick as he grinding against him. He continued to molest Ulrick's hips without mercy. Hissing and pressed in harder....(fade to pms) OOC: MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA i love that pic in your siggy XD
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 3:07 pm
Professor Ulrick Greaves Othellion Skyrisen
Othello woke with the dawn, he rose carefully slipping out of bed. Mindful of little Zyar the elder smiled down at the child...
The Pegasus pulled a feather out from his hair placing next to the young dragon-phoneix hybrid before descending the stairs.
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Ulrick woke a low groan working its way out from his chest before he uncoiled from around Delmon's form. He wasn't aware of how he got to his bed only that he did get a bath last night. He slithered quietly out wondering why he felt so...off...
The naga reached his kitchen, but slumped at the breakfast island wondering why his body was so hot still.
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SwordOfTheDarkOnes Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 30, 2014 9:01 pm
~zyar turned chibi dragon form and curled tightly around the feather and stayed asleep. chrring in his sleep~ Delmon had an all night long affair with Ulrick. Or rather his predator did and the man he was felt it his fault. He thrashed around after Ulrick left and finally the markings dimmed and he was able to a little over halfway regain control. He slowly sat up thirty minutes or so later. He sat up and couldn't recall how to control his lisp for the moment. He left after putting on pants. The shirt was gone. So the markings faintly showed still. Heading slowly out of the room towards the kitchen.
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Posted: Fri Jan 31, 2014 2:56 pm
Professor Ulrick Greaves Othellion Skyrisen
The Pegasus blinked as Delmon's presence appeared behind him on the stairs, the male turned and smiled up to the youth.
"Good morning, young Delmon." he blinked at the lack of a shirt and chalked it up to Delmon's sleeping habits, "How did you sleep?"
The Pegasus felt Ulrick in the kitchen already, but didn't feel the naga was in any stress.
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Ulrick laid his head on crossed arms, trying to will himself to actually move.
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SwordOfTheDarkOnes Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 31, 2014 3:24 pm
~zyar turned chibi dragon form and curled tightly around the feather and stayed asleep. chrring in his sleep~ (the most noticable of the markings still seen are in below spoiler) Delmon's heart was heavy. That...cursed him had done something bad to Ulrick. It had him pissy a bit. He lifted his gaze and glared at him a bit. Running a hand through his hair. He couldn't hide the lisp at the moment. "Ssssstop calling me young you decrepit old winged ssstallion! Have sssssome resssspect for a fellow adult and worker here. Have you lossst your mannerssss along with your sssself dignitiy?!" He demanded with an almost drunken pained tone. He looked at him and paled. He looked away. "Where issss Ulrick? I think I ssssshould jussst leave." he said. He ran a hand through his hair and looked pained and self loathing. "My apologiessss....good morning old timer. i think it wasssss fine." He said in response in a more respectful tone.
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