09-30-2015, 08:50 PM
It had not taken him long to know the Amazons were not for him. Too hot, too many fucking bugs, and too many damn women. Everywhere he looked there was either a woman or a bug, and more often than not a woman covered in bugs. The pyro had never been so grateful to see snow, or the feel the bite of winter trying to nip at his skin. It was all for naught, of course (his flame lacing was quite convenient for keeping him warm) but he appreciated the effort all the same. He’d had the option not to go, but he was proud if he was anything. Damned if he’d let a bug riddled woman from the jungle get the best of him. Soon he’d return them in kind. For now though, there was the matter of helping his own kingdom rise to their former glory.
He had to admit, their border of cosmic fire was impressive indeed. Perhaps he was just biased, considering his own trait and the hand he had in marking their members loyal. He’d enjoyed that part immensely- there was something about the feel of his fire meeting flesh that made his spine tingle pleasantly. It had posed no problem, the branding of their members. It was simply a matter of him manipulating the fire oh so carefully. It would not due to miss his mark.
The new wings at his withers were impressive, if he had to say so himself. And he would say so, being the narcissist that he was. Dragon wings, in varying hues of orange and yellow. At the top a set of impressive curved claws. He hadn’t had the chance to practice with them, though there was something about the weight of them curled against his side that made him smile. Just one more tool in his arsenal. Just as he stretched them out, a familiar face reached his gaze. Smirking, he strode over to her, retracting his wings back to their resting position. “Well well…for someone who claims to not enjoy the more carnal pleasures the world has to offer, you seemed to have caved this one time.” he purred, taking in Gallows’ clearly swollen barrel. “And here was me, pegging you as a tight-legged shrew.” It was all in jest though. She had no problem giving him hell when the spirit moved her. It was only fair he return the favor.
flamevein
i set fire to the rain