Veronica: Tell me, Viola, how did the two of you come across one another?
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Viola: I cam across him in a new forest that I call home now
He had just killed a hunter…
Muata: Bad man…bad to forest
Viola: The hunter was a bit more like a poacher…killing and not even using said animal he killed
Muata: Only kill to live…nothing goes to waste…
Viola: Gives a slight nod
Indeed
Veronica: You two -points two sharp claws at the both of them- have quite a relationship
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Viola: Tilts head
Oh?
Muata: Pauses in brushing his claws through the female's hair. Underneath, the sockets of the skull seemingly flicker to glow a dim red
Danger…
Viola: Raises a hand from her lap
We're alright Muata, I am in no danger
Muata: Seems to growl
Veronica: -Chuckles- You should listen to her, hun.
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Muata: Seemingly looks towards Viola, the red glow in the sockets of the skull seeming to grow brighter
Viola: Lightly brushes a hand down one of the humanoid's arms, speaking softly in another tongue
Muata: Growls, but does seem to 'back down'. Instead starts to gently use his claws to part Viola's hair, brushing through it
Viola: He tends to get a bit overprotective, though I do not blame him. Muata has spent most of his time with me since I settled in the forest he calls home
Veronica: -blinks at the girl- What is he?
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Viola: Hands return to folding neatly in her lap. Eyes lift, landing on Veronica
Muata is a cross of a forest guardian, and a watcher
Not entirely sure about him, what he exactly is. For all I know, he could've once been human…considering the humanoid torso
Muata: Has began to braid Viola's hair, a guttural noise coming from him. Though has seemed to calm down, the red glow disappearing from the sockets, returning to black
Veronica: -continues to sharpen claws as her lips curl upward into a small smile-
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Viola: Leans back in her chair, slowly letting her eyes close, form completely relaxed
Muata: Makes guttural noises, but seems content to braiding the small female's hair. Down one braid, lightly runs a claw down it, flowers suddenly springing forth
Veronica: -looks up in curiosity then holds to a hand towards the girl and watches as the flowers slowly start to wilt-
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Viola: Seems to doze off
Muata: Lifts his head, red sparking in the black sockets of the skull. The guttural noise turns to a growl
Bad…flowers pretty in Viola's hair…
Danny: Oh… Then I'm absolutely not human. Not at all. Nope. Nada. Pulls out Scythe from a black swirl of magic. See? Not human.
Veronica: Now they're pretty, darling. -turns to the boy with the scythe- and who are you?
Danny: You can call me Danny. And I'm definitely not human. But I am from Earth. Now… who are you?
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Muata: Growls, moving so now blocking Viola from complete view. Now showing his legs to be those like a goat, feet ending in sharpened hooves. Turns head back towards the sleeping girl, then faces back forward, observing the pair before him
Veronica: I am Veronica Black, Mother of Demons, ruler of The Dominion -looks at the Muata and smiles-
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Muata: Snorts, turning back to the sleeping Viola. Rumbles softly, once again lightly running a claw down the braid, letting the flowers once again take bloom
Veronica: -giggles and raises her hand once more to kill the flowers, this time turning them to dust-
Danny: Wow… my last name is Black too! And what about that dude? Is he a Satyr? You see, I'm also of Mythical Blood. Not fully Mythical, but I'm a descendant of Death.
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Muata: Shoots a glare over, the red glow now bright in the sockets of the skull. Vines spring from the ground, thorns covering the vines
Stop…Muata not like you destroying his plants…want Viola be pretty
Red eyes shoot over
What Muata is, is of no concern
Obhil: What an interesting group we have here! I suppose to any of the new people here, I’ll introduce myself again. My name is Obhil, although among many civilizations and my kind I am known as Obhil, The One Who Devours All.
Tachyn: Tachyn is well.. Tachyn, an individual. Together though, we are a hive mind of many individuals. The most popular description of Tachyn’s people is parasitic alien.
Nevihata: …
Obhil: And the silent one is Nevihata. He usually talks, but I guess not right now.
Acigokon: I’ll be heading off very shortly, but allow me to introduce myself. My name is Acigokon, God of Antimatter.
Danny: What a lovely group of… I don't even know, but it's lovely! All of you immortal beings are making me jealous. Pulls Scythe closer to his body. Actually, I don't know how many of you are immortal or not, but I sure ain't! Please don't kill me.
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Muata: Growling low
Simple, not make Muata angry, or threaten Viola, we good
Looks over
Hive…sound like corruption…bad…
Viola: Continuing to sleep soundly behind the bipedal creature
Danny: Duly noted
Obhil: Us Eldritch aren’t immortal, but it takes a lot to kill us. Although we can’t really die from old age either. So I suppose it depends on your definition.
Acigokon: Yeah, it took me, my brother, and my sister to take down our father a few billion years ago. Those were the times..
Tachyn: We are not immortal. But we can regenerate from the smallest amount of matter. It just..takes some time.
Nevihata: I don’t know. I don’t think I’m immortal.
Tachyn: Hivemind is not corrupt. We all work together, share the same ideas and instincts. It is just Tachyn who is an individual of its kind.
Veronica: Relax, child. I'm only making your plants prettier. -looks over at Danny- How old are you?
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Danny: What a lovely group of… I don't even know, but it's lovely! All of you immortal beings are making me jealous. Pulls Scythe closer to his body. Actually, I don't know how many of you are immortal or not, but I sure ain't! Please don't kill me.
Trinity: Oh I'm hardly immortal, I'm completely human. she shoots a glare to Veronica
Irene: Same here. I am one of the few true humans here.
Danny: 15, but I'm turning 16 soon. I started my duties as Death at 12.
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Muata: Corruption much like hivemind, thousands insect-like creatures, find hosts, change host to match needs to survive…hate all living
But corruption not all small insects, bigger ones, but all listen to one leader
Glares over
Stop…Muata don't need help…leave Viola alone…