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Chang Geng ([personal profile] kiss_it_better) wrote in [community profile] isleofavalon2022-01-03 10:22 pm

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đź§™ WHO: Li Min (Chang Geng) and others!
⚔️️ WHAT: January Quests + open prompts involving flying dinosaurs and steampunk tech
đź•’ WHEN: January
🗺️ WHERE: Around
⚠️ WARNINGS: Some violence and blood probably



i: Dinosaur saddling

[Today you may be treated to the sight of Li Min taking a dinosaur out into town. He had it by a lead though it was just a piece of rope tied loosely around the creature's neck. It perhaps might be a familiar except he also had a winged-antlered lion like creature following him. He could be found talking to some leather makers or armouries, asking about saddles or armour options, looking approachable and as mild-mannered as ever.]

ii: Perhaps A Muzzle is Needed

[Or maybe you were unfortunate enough to step too close for any reason. Unfortunate only because this brightly coloured creature turns to snap at you.]

Stop.

[The command is calm but firm and he gives the rope a gentle tug and that's all that's needed to rein it back.

Once he does he turns with a faint smile.]


I apologize. He's still getting used to being around others.


iii: Gravestone-Faced

[He's out around the edge of the Dusklight Forest, looking for corpses, naturally.

He stops near one to feel for a pulse at their neck, to check for breathing. Is that corpse you? Or are you wandering nearby?]


...this is troublesome indeed.
shiliu: (breaking the ice)

[personal profile] shiliu 2022-01-13 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ He follows Chang Geng outside, clad in his light armor, its black scales reflecting the weak winter sunshine. His posture is the erect stance of a military man, though his movements are stiff.

Chang Geng's healing magic notwithstanding, the abuse he'd subjected his body to, over the course of a lifetime, is not so easily reversed.

None of that is visible on his face, however. ]


Aren't I always?

[ He punctuates that remark with a shameless pat upon Chang Geng's royal buttocks. ]
shiliu: (note)

[personal profile] shiliu 2022-01-15 10:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't seem to mind being checked over; indeed, once he realizes what Chang Geng is doing, he smiles broadly, turning his face this way and that, to catch the light. ]

All right, that's enough, you can cherish my beauty later.

[ He sweeps past Chang Geng and jumps up, landing lightly (with the aid of magic) on the blue bird's back. Who knows how the thing will react, but he'd rather be the one bucked off than Chang Geng. ]
shiliu: (little smile)

[personal profile] shiliu 2022-01-16 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He settles his hands on top of Chang Geng's for a moment, cold upon warm. ]

I remember.

[ As much as his life ever allowed him to focus on a person, this young man has always filled his thoughts. The more he thinks about that time, however, he recalls how awkward it was. Chang Geng sitting behind him had been... stimulating. Back then, he'd been trying to conceal his feelings, despite longing for Chang Geng's touch.

He clears his throat. ]


We should get going.

[ He pats the side of the bird and clicks at it, nudging at its sides with his knees. The bird, after another series of irritated squawks, sets off running. Its long wings extend outward, and then with a few mighty flaps, launches into the sky. ]
shiliu: (troubles)

1/2

[personal profile] shiliu 2022-01-29 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He smiles, painfully. How much time had they wasted here? How much time will they even have together, in the future? Though he'd survived the blast, it's still by no means certain how long he'll be able to hang on? Even now, he can recall the pain that used to keep him awake all night, and it's what will be waiting for him, if he returns. ]
shiliu: (night talk)

[personal profile] shiliu 2022-01-29 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Repairing his expression, he chuckles: ]

Hm! Only knowing how to act spoiled...

[ Even as he says this, he looks over his shoulder, seeking to capture Chang Geng's lips in a kiss. However spoiled this kid might be, he's not going to waste any more time. ]
shiliu: (lovesick)

[personal profile] shiliu 2022-01-30 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ Giving an inch, this kid wants a mile!

He can feel arms tightening around his waist. What's Chang Geng going to do, try to disrobe him mid-flight? The person who licked his neck in the middle of a airship crash, what won't he do?

Their mount, meanwhile, cranes its neck around—perhaps feeling that something untoward is going on—gets an eyeful and starts squawking and bucking up and down in the air. Gu Yum abruptly jerks his head around, facing the beast, and calls out: ]


Calm down, calm down!

[ Exactly to whom he's saying this is unclear. ]
shiliu: (yifu)

[personal profile] shiliu 2022-01-30 08:42 am (UTC)(link)
Mm.

[ The creature soothed, Gu Yun steadies his breathing. He'd nearly got carried away just then. And if he'd nearly had his own fire kindled, what must Chang Geng be feeling right now? He really shouldn't initiate anything, unless he means to carry it through to the end right then and there.

Feeling a little guilty, he says: ]


All your desires, I'll satisfy them—after we get home, that is.
shiliu: (urk)

[personal profile] shiliu 2022-01-31 09:29 am (UTC)(link)
Uh...

[ He clears his throat. He'd spoken in poetic hyperbole just then, momentarily forgetting just how energetic Chang Geng's desires can get.

Still, he can't exactly back down, either, having said that much.. ]


As long as I'm able.

shiliu: (lovesick)

[personal profile] shiliu 2022-02-05 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's grateful for the distraction, particularly as Chang Geng's kiss was enough to make his ear heat up. ]

Mm. Let’s land inside the village first, to see what their defenses are like.

[ Their gigantic mount banks in the sky, circling around the village, before landing in the middle of the town square. ]
angel_of_death: (Night patrol)

[personal profile] angel_of_death 2022-01-30 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
It's possible.

[His Black Dog has a keen sense of smell.]

If their souls are still around, I should be able to speak with them, too. We can gather information that way.
angel_of_death: (A chill in the air)

[personal profile] angel_of_death 2022-01-31 09:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Without so much as nodding in response, Walter lets out a sharp, short whistle, drawing the attention of his familiar. The large spectral hound, long, wild fur shadow-dark, comes to the boy's side, coal-flame eyes turned upwards, attentive.]

Depending on how long this monster has been hunting, that may turn out to be the easiest part of the task.

[It could also tell them a great deal. For example, why does the creature leave corpses behind? Does it not feed on flesh? And if not flesh, what does it sustain itself with?]
angel_of_death: (Looking out)

[personal profile] angel_of_death 2022-02-01 09:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Nothing nearby with blood. That in itself is concerning.]

So even the animals of the forest have fled.

[Walter glances around, standing well out of body's easy reach as he looks away from it -- a habit picked up from hunting the undead.

He doesn't see a soul... Did they get eaten? Did they flee?

When the answer does not readily present itself, he turns his attention to the body on the ground.]


Are there any noticeable injuries?
angel_of_death: (Night patrol)

[personal profile] angel_of_death 2022-02-07 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
...Looks like an ordinary corpse, too. It looks like death magic wasn't involved.

[Death magic and corpses tends to result in reanimated corpses.]

So our target is likely capable of either cognitive or dark magic.

[He steps forward, crouching down, seeing if there are any clues on the body to glean where the person may have been or what they might have come in contact with. There seems to be a bit of mud in an odd location on their clothing (who wipes their dirty hands down their front?), but everything else seems oddly in order... like whoever this person was just crumpled on the spot.

His familiar's nose, meanwhile, twitches, catching a scent Walter's human nose cannot detect.

Gelert, very interested in the body, pushes forward underneath Walter's arm.]
angel_of_death: (What's this?)

[personal profile] angel_of_death 2022-03-07 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Poison... Walter's knowledge of that sort of thing is extremely limited. Was there such a thing as a poison that could leave so little a trace?

Surely there was. Chang Geng would not likely have brought it up if that were not the case.

Still, he steps aside, allowing Gelert room to inspect the body as the Black Dog desires. The familiar instantly zeroes in on the mud, sniffing, then letting out a low rumble of a growl.]


Looks like you're right.