Post by Maxsuz Argin on Oct 3, 2024 14:06:04 GMT -5
The young Azenor calling her beloved a God of Death filled his dark heart with pride and satisfaction. It felt much better when she called him that, instead of himself. He was mesmerized as she ran her finger on his chin, tilting his head upwards slightly.
As he explained what shinjins were and Vale's role in the Orchestra, the curious alkaguíria asked if Theremin could aid instruments in escaping out of the Evertérium. Though she did end up answering herself right after, the Argin still felt the need to confirm her suspicions.
"Indeed, while he can travel between the realms freely, he cannot take dead souls with him. What he can do is advise the deceased ones in ways to break free from their prison, as well as keep a means of communication between them and us. Those 2 things are valuable enough."
As for his speech regarding her role in the organization, Erys embraced the title of Sword of the Orchestra with opened arms, and vowed to train as much as she needed, in order to become Maxsuz' personal engine of destruction. The alkaguírio had finished drinking his milkshake, and stood up while holding his boo in his arms. He would spin around with her in a malicious glee, his eyes locked with hers.
"Yes, my love. We shall become the most powerful duo in all of Existence. No one, mortal or god will oppose the power of our eternal bond!"
The petite redhead then returned to the ground and spun around to reinvigorate herself, as her consort watched with affection. She asked for the 2 himônus to finally take some pictures at a distant photo booth. With a nod, the Maestro held Erys' smooth and small hand once again, and walked them to such a device. Making such lasting reminders of their love would sooth them both while they were apart in their journeys.
As he explained what shinjins were and Vale's role in the Orchestra, the curious alkaguíria asked if Theremin could aid instruments in escaping out of the Evertérium. Though she did end up answering herself right after, the Argin still felt the need to confirm her suspicions.
"Indeed, while he can travel between the realms freely, he cannot take dead souls with him. What he can do is advise the deceased ones in ways to break free from their prison, as well as keep a means of communication between them and us. Those 2 things are valuable enough."
As for his speech regarding her role in the organization, Erys embraced the title of Sword of the Orchestra with opened arms, and vowed to train as much as she needed, in order to become Maxsuz' personal engine of destruction. The alkaguírio had finished drinking his milkshake, and stood up while holding his boo in his arms. He would spin around with her in a malicious glee, his eyes locked with hers.
"Yes, my love. We shall become the most powerful duo in all of Existence. No one, mortal or god will oppose the power of our eternal bond!"
The petite redhead then returned to the ground and spun around to reinvigorate herself, as her consort watched with affection. She asked for the 2 himônus to finally take some pictures at a distant photo booth. With a nod, the Maestro held Erys' smooth and small hand once again, and walked them to such a device. Making such lasting reminders of their love would sooth them both while they were apart in their journeys.
Post Count | 8 |
Post Word Count | 320 |
Total Word Count | 4.448 |
Base Stats
Stats | Traits | Sparkings | Items |
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250% | Extraterrestrial ▰▰ | Frenzy ▰ | Armor Lining ▰ |
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP | Tough as Nails ▰ | Fenoraga ▰ | Power Pole ▰ |
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP | Out of This World | ||
31.000 PL | Be Prepared | ||
Árula Control | Tenacious ▰ |