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Thread Title: 「 I will always love you 」 

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What looked to be nothing more than an oblong chuck of ice seemed to morph its shape the closer you got. By the time you reached its location, it appeared to be a flawless replica of a fully bloomed rose. It was mysterious, and very breakable, maybe try to be careful around it. You’d never seen anything quite like it before, and surely this was a once in a lifetime find. But, oh…. There’s a trail of them. Where did it lead to and what type of being could craft them? Maybe you could follow them and find the answers you seek.

Thread Participants

OOC partner: boo
Character 1: Sreda
Alignment: neutral, dark tendencies
Desired skills: ghost, herbalist/toxicologist, occultist
No triggers listed

OOC partner: Middy
Character 2: Glitch
Alignment: Neutral - good
Desired skills:   Heartbreaker, Heartbroken, Klutz
No triggers listed

Skill:

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The sun was shining. The birds were singing.

The air smelled sweet — like jasmine and rose.

Sreda wrinkled her nose, exhaling sharply. How horrible. Why did the air smell that way? This was highly unusual. It was mid-winter, there shouldn't have been enough flowers blossoming at this time of year to elicit such a wave of smell. And the birds should have been far more south. And the sun, why was it so ... warm and inviting?

Something was wrong. Terribly wrong.

It made her skin crawl.

Sreda made her way out of Elysium and into the heart of the highlands, searching up and down for the source of the horrible smell. And it did not take her long to find the source of the anomaly. Roses. But they were unlike any roses that Sreda had ever seen before — delicate and carved out of what appeared to be ice. Her eyes would narrow, just slightly, as her tufted ears flicked toward the strange flora.

Unusual.

Ever so carefully, she lifted a paw, angling a delicate claw outward as she moved her way closer to touch it.

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Skill: Klutz

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Sreda

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Once it was winter. Cold and reckless, unforgiving and cruel, a mixture of pleasure and pain for the wolves of Elysium. Especially Glitchtrap…

Though today, today it was not as such, today it was warm and inviting…

How strange…

His senses were filled with the aroma of sweet things, flowers, things he didn’t know the origin of, and in the warmth of the sunlight the boy started to follow whatever it was that was producing these inviting scents…

Soon that beautiful scent was mixed in with something darker and deeper, something forbidden and decaying… He shuddered as the mixture of those scents wafted and swirled in his brain like chemicals and he bit his lip as he continued forward into the frey of flowers.

But those flowers, they were not something bright and vibrant like he had expected. No they were frozen and delicate… Ice roses surrounded him and then he piqued back to attention… He was not alone…

That scent of decay and… Smoke...

Fucking smoke!

And then his brain panicked. Letting out a fear ridden squeal he spun on his tiptoes and faced the woman who was reaching out towards one of those frozen flowers, He reeled on his heels and stumbled backwards into one of those things that was so captivating to that pretty woman.

He scrambled on his feet and rolled head over heels straight into one of them, sending it shattering as he rolled and spun trying to regain his balance in the icy conditions that those blooms were living in.

Skill:

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It was quiet.

Until it wasn't.

As Sreda reached toward the rose, eyes narrowed in scientific observation, she didn't hear the tsunami approach. It all happened quickly. There was a waft of new smell — burning fur and chemicals. And then there was a screech, followed by a thud and the systematic shattering of ice. Pieces of sharp snow flew toward her face, and she lifted her extended paw upward to cover her face as she instinctively squinched her eyes shut against the onslaught of sharp shards.

After things had settled, Sreda lowered her paw, opened her eyes, and instantly landed her sharp gaze upon the creator of chaos. She'd peer down at him over the bridge of her narrowed nose, pursing her lips as she noted the shattered flowers.

Time for an explanation.

Are you having a medical event, or are you always this clumsy? Her voice was even and steady despite the clear judgment that her words might portray. Her gaze, as usual, betrayed nothing of the inner workings of her mind.

What she didn't notice was that the path behind her seemed to be growing more and more of the roses magically. It would seem there were plenty to go around ... and plenty more to lead them down the path to the second part of their adventure.

But Sreda's attentions remained laser-focused upon the stranger for now.

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Skill: Klutz

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Sreda

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He winced as he whirled and twirled and crashed about. His ears flattened against his crown as the high pitched shattering echoed through his sensitive audits and the boy whimpered as he finally fell down and landed in a pile of snow and ice shards. Finally he noticed where that smoke smell was coming from... And it didn't seem happy...

Glitch laid on his side as he peered up at the larger woman, and she was larger in all aspects, she stared down her nose at him disapprovingly and Glitch cowered before her. His eyes were wide and sad as he tried to come up with something clever to say to her quip but he had nothing. He opened his mouth a few times to speak but only clacks and clicks emerged.

I'm always this clumsy... The virus in the code whimpered, turning his head away before he stood and shook himself out. Freeing the ice and snow debris from his fur and he every so slowly turned back to look at her with his head lowered and his ears still flat. Eyes blinking and wide as he stared at this beautiful woman before him...

She was beautiful but man... She was kinda scary...

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The smaller male cowered beneath her gaze, the heat of amythyst rolling down the bridge of her nose and boring into him. Sreda would flick her tufted ears, unrelenting in her gaze before she finally puffed a small sigh. It's okay, she conceded after a moment, her voice still sharp despite the forgiveness. That was strange. Sreda didn't usually ... forgive so easily. The witchy woman would turn her muzzle, noting the flourishing path of strange flowers that expanded infinitely behind them.

Something about the sight ... softened her.

It was almost against her will.

She smiled.

It was strange, almost robotic and mechanical, the way her lips moved and twisted into an unusual position. Sreda never smiled. But there was something almost otherworldly forcing it, the sight of the glass flowers promoting an unusual and uncomfortable warmth to blossom in her chest.

It was almost painful.

And not in the way she was used to.

Sreda would scrunch her face, trying to put the forsaken smile away as she gazed toward her clumsy counterpart. There are more, she would state, flicking her muzzle toward the path as if in indication of where they should go.

Come with me. She would raise a brow at him, her face finally settling back into a firm and more natural line. Do what you want, but leave some of them intact, would you? Sreda would turn her body, angling it toward the path and beginning the journey down the strange path, unaware of what might appear at the end of their trail.

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Skill: Klutz

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Sreda

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There was a pass of silence between them, a heavy moment where Glitch was unsure if he'd make it away from this unscathed, and then she let out a sigh. It's okay... She muttered, her amethyst eyes penetrating into the children of his skull, and he felt himself relax. The entire code dropped, his shoulders slumping and his tail uncurling from around his legs as he felt it twitch at her a few times.

Then she smiled...

A look that was almost a grimace, an expression that seemed almost painful, and Glitch winced briefly before giving her a smile back. The boy exposed all his teeth and pulled his lips back as far as he could, his eyes closing and his tail wagging with gusto as if his expression couldn't say it enough. Though her smile faded and he put his away as well, though his tail slowed it continued to wag behind him as she mentioned more and flicked her muzzle towards a path of more of the glass blossoms.

She told him the follow her and then mentioned that he should keep some of the intact. Glitch winced again but this time he smiled sheepishly with his wince, embarrassed the boy stepped closer towards the woman and followed close.

As they neared the glass things Glitch would walk up to one and stretch a head towards one, sniffing at it with an onyx button that twitched with gusto, he pulled his head back with a quizzical look on his face, his eyebrow raising over his left eye as the blue child flopped his head back and fourth with confusion...

Then he stuck out his tongue... And licked the Ice thing...

It was COLD! Glitch felt a shudder run through his dark pelt, fawn chest pulled backwards as he attempted to pull his tongue back in his mouth...

And found he couldn't...

Letting out a high pitched squeal the child screamed and scrambled as his salmon appendage stay stuck to the beautiful ice demon. His eyes full of wild panic and all excitement faded away as his body felt like it was dipped within the Icy waters of Elysium.

The woman turned to gaze over