The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)
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"Very well... At the corner of Regalia Street, you'll see a building selling trinkets and things. We live diagonally opposite that building, the low grey one." Ioras says.
"Weeeee might as well go now. Who knows what they're gonna toss at me next, right?" He says, looking at her.
"Alright then. We will be down there in 15 minutes." She hangs up the phone and goes to her mini vault, taking out 2k chips and storing them in her wings before opening the bathroom door "Sorry to interrupt your orgie dears, but Khorvis and I are stepping out, be home soon enough."
She closes the door and helps Khorvis over to the front "Ready?"
She closes the door and helps Khorvis over to the front "Ready?"
There's a loud squeal as the fucking is rudely interrupted, followed by Khorvis laughing so hard he doubles over. "Oh that was good! The way they screamed! I'm pretty sure I heard something or someone fall!" He says, tears forming at the corners of his eyes.
"Ow ow ow my poor ribs!" He says, still giggling and shaking his head as they walk.
Eventually, they reach the place, and they see a low slung grey-bricked building that looks almost invisible unless you knew what to look for.
"Uh... Is that the place...?" He mutters, raising an eyebrow.
Eventually, they reach the place, and they see a low slung grey-bricked building that looks almost invisible unless you knew what to look for.
"Uh... Is that the place...?" He mutters, raising an eyebrow.
"Hoi. It's... It's over there..." Khorvis mutters, poking her arm and pointing to a blank spot on the wall.
"Yeaaaah. Looks like it." He murmurs, guiding her hand to the latch. With a deep breath, he pushes both their hands down, and the door clicks open, revealing only blackness.
He swallows before taking a few steps inside, and almost falling face first down a flight of stairs. ".... Looks like we'll have to be a little careful..." He grumbles, starting to make his way down, a hand on the wall.
He swallows before taking a few steps inside, and almost falling face first down a flight of stairs. ".... Looks like we'll have to be a little careful..." He grumbles, starting to make his way down, a hand on the wall.
"Yeah... True that..." He grumbles as they walk.
The stairs finally come down into a large, dimly lit circular room. Before they can get many of the details of the room, their attention is immediately grabbed by the two women in front of them. Both are quite curvy, as is every demon in the city, and as the picture showed, one was a brunette, and the other a redhead, both with the same wavy shoulder length hair. They had fair skin, with delicate seeming nails. The only unsettling things about them were their eyes, which were a bright, glowing green.
"Well hello there. I believe you're Phorsaal, yes? I'm Ioras. We spoke on the phone." The brunette says, smiling a grin full of fangs at Phorsaal.
"And I'm Seras." The redhead says, smiling at Khorvis, who looks rather uncomfortable as he stares at their bodies.
"Mm... She was not lying, sister. He smells powerful indeed. And he can see right through us, can't you?" The redhead Seras says, her grin growing wider.
"Yes, unfortunately..." Khorvis mutters.
The stairs finally come down into a large, dimly lit circular room. Before they can get many of the details of the room, their attention is immediately grabbed by the two women in front of them. Both are quite curvy, as is every demon in the city, and as the picture showed, one was a brunette, and the other a redhead, both with the same wavy shoulder length hair. They had fair skin, with delicate seeming nails. The only unsettling things about them were their eyes, which were a bright, glowing green.
"Well hello there. I believe you're Phorsaal, yes? I'm Ioras. We spoke on the phone." The brunette says, smiling a grin full of fangs at Phorsaal.
"And I'm Seras." The redhead says, smiling at Khorvis, who looks rather uncomfortable as he stares at their bodies.
"Mm... She was not lying, sister. He smells powerful indeed. And he can see right through us, can't you?" The redhead Seras says, her grin growing wider.
"Yes, unfortunately..." Khorvis mutters.
"Hmm... That can be managed." Ioras says, looking over him appraisingly.
"Mm... I gotta say, though, definitely the cutest human male I've seen so far..." She coos, stepping closer and running a finger down his cheek, which makes him lean away, decidly uncomfortable now.
"Sister. Control your urges." Ioras says, rolling her eyes.
"Well ruin the fun, why don't you?" Seras says, chuckling and stepping away.
"Why are you both different colours?" Khorvis asks, looking between them, his gaze seemingly focused on their chests.
"Hmm? You can see that, hmm? Interesting. Very interesting..." Ioras murmurs, narrowing her eyes contemplatively at Khorvis.
"Mm... I gotta say, though, definitely the cutest human male I've seen so far..." She coos, stepping closer and running a finger down his cheek, which makes him lean away, decidly uncomfortable now.
"Sister. Control your urges." Ioras says, rolling her eyes.
"Well ruin the fun, why don't you?" Seras says, chuckling and stepping away.
"Why are you both different colours?" Khorvis asks, looking between them, his gaze seemingly focused on their chests.
"Hmm? You can see that, hmm? Interesting. Very interesting..." Ioras murmurs, narrowing her eyes contemplatively at Khorvis.
"Well... Uh... You know how the Djinn have smoky forms under the human illusion? Well... Guess what... That's an illusion too, apparently. I can... I can see their... Cores..." He murmurs, frowning. Then, he points to the redhead. "Her core is sorta... Orange. And hers..." He points to her sister. "Is blue. Royal blue." He says.
The sisters glance at each other, then chuckle. "Not bad, human. Not bad. I think I'm actually going to enjoy this." The redhead says, chuckling.
The sisters glance at each other, then chuckle. "Not bad, human. Not bad. I think I'm actually going to enjoy this." The redhead says, chuckling.
"Ugh... No... They're kinda... Glowy. Makes me wanna reach out and squeeze it. Don't ask why. As for my being uncomfortable, that's just because they're Djinn. And I hate them." He says, which makes both sisters raise an eyebrow. Phorsaal notices a funny oddity, that the redhead raised her left eyebrow, and the other her right, both at the exact same time.
"And why's that?" Ioras asks.
".... Childhood memories." Khorvis says, clamming up immediately after.
"Hmm... So he was targeted for his spiritual presence, it seems..." Seras murmurs.
"And why's that?" Ioras asks.
".... Childhood memories." Khorvis says, clamming up immediately after.
"Hmm... So he was targeted for his spiritual presence, it seems..." Seras murmurs.
"Yeah..." He mutters, taking a deep breath. "Also, word of warning. If either one of you tries to get too deep into my head, I'll destroy you." He growls.
Ioras raises both eyebrows and smiles. "My my. This one's got some fire! The perfect match for you, sister." She says, chuckling.
"Oh I agree. I might just... Sample him later." She says, grinning and winking at him, which makes Khorvis roll his eyes.
"Jokes aside, we do need to enter your mind, Khorvis. At least temporarily. Fighting us will just slow down the process a lot more than it needs to be." Seras says, shrugging.
"Ugh... Fine. Get in my head. I just want this over with as fast as possible." Khorvis groans.
"That's the spirit! Pun intended." Seras says, giggling, which makes Ioras groan and facepalm. "You and your stupid puns..." She groans.
"Well... I like puns." Khorvis says, a half grin on his face.
"Well thats puntastic! We will be getting along famously!" Seras says, clapping, which just makes Ioras groan louder.
Ioras raises both eyebrows and smiles. "My my. This one's got some fire! The perfect match for you, sister." She says, chuckling.
"Oh I agree. I might just... Sample him later." She says, grinning and winking at him, which makes Khorvis roll his eyes.
"Jokes aside, we do need to enter your mind, Khorvis. At least temporarily. Fighting us will just slow down the process a lot more than it needs to be." Seras says, shrugging.
"Ugh... Fine. Get in my head. I just want this over with as fast as possible." Khorvis groans.
"That's the spirit! Pun intended." Seras says, giggling, which makes Ioras groan and facepalm. "You and your stupid puns..." She groans.
"Well... I like puns." Khorvis says, a half grin on his face.
"Well thats puntastic! We will be getting along famously!" Seras says, clapping, which just makes Ioras groan louder.
"Oh ho ho. We won't be. Come now, Khorvis darling. Sit here." Seras coos, moving over to a circle on the floor and sitting down in it, her sister sitting in the one on the far left. Khorvis moves and gingerly sits down in the middle, grunting slightly in pain.
Seras tilts her head and looks curiously at him. "Is something the matter?" She asks.
"Fractured ribs."
"Odd. Come here." She says, crooking a finger at him. Khorvis makes his way over before sitting in front of her.
"Something like this should be fixed in a matter of seconds. Which inexperienced, uneducated, good for nothing dolt did this bang up job of a simple bloody mend spell?" She grumbles, a green glow emanating from her palm as she presses it to Khorvis' ribs. He gasps, his eyes going wide with shock before relaxing with a relaxed, contented sigh.
"Mm... That was cold... Good thing I like the cold... Also, it was the arena medic." He says.
"Useless piece of shit he was... Alright. All done. Now go back to your original spot." Seras says, pointing him back to his circle, which he has no problem going back to this time.
Then, Ioras looks at Phorsaal. "I don't suppose you've got somewhere to be? This may take a long time. But I must say, it is interesting to watch." She says, a hint of a smile on her face.
Seras tilts her head and looks curiously at him. "Is something the matter?" She asks.
"Fractured ribs."
"Odd. Come here." She says, crooking a finger at him. Khorvis makes his way over before sitting in front of her.
"Something like this should be fixed in a matter of seconds. Which inexperienced, uneducated, good for nothing dolt did this bang up job of a simple bloody mend spell?" She grumbles, a green glow emanating from her palm as she presses it to Khorvis' ribs. He gasps, his eyes going wide with shock before relaxing with a relaxed, contented sigh.
"Mm... That was cold... Good thing I like the cold... Also, it was the arena medic." He says.
"Useless piece of shit he was... Alright. All done. Now go back to your original spot." Seras says, pointing him back to his circle, which he has no problem going back to this time.
Then, Ioras looks at Phorsaal. "I don't suppose you've got somewhere to be? This may take a long time. But I must say, it is interesting to watch." She says, a hint of a smile on her face.
She sees him mouth a "Thank you" before the sisters nod.
Then, they start to chant, and the circles on the floor start to glow green. Other symbols on the floor, previously unnoticed, now shine their unnatural green light as well. And not just the floor. The ceilings, walls, roofs, and the very air itself seems to be filled with the glowing green symbols, which now start to rotate, twist, and form into new shapes.
Khorvis' eyes close, and he slumps forward, his body going slack as whatever spell the sisters are weaving take effect. Glowing green runes start to crawl up his arms and legs, making for his head. The chanting gets louder and louder as the runes make their way closer and closer to Khorvis' eyes. Suddenly, a grave like silence falls when the lines of runes finally touch his eyes.
Slowly, Khorvis opens his eyes. They're now a bright green, just like the runes and the eyes of the sisters, both of whom are watching him intently. He blinks at the room, his head turning from side to side groggily, as if waking from a long sleep. Then, something odd starts to happen. Rivulets of what appears to be black smoke start to form and drift off of him as his movements get more jerky and erratic. Suddenly, he siezes up and lets out a strangled cry before falling to the ground, twitching and shuddering. His breath is coming in pants and pained gasps, sometimes groans of pain. The sisters don't move to help him, continuing to watch him intently. Seras starts muttering something that sounds a lot like "Come on, come on, come on, do it!" Over and over again as she watches Khorvis, while her sister remains impassive.
There's a loud gasp as Khorvis suddenly sits up, straight as a ramrod, and black smoke starts to pour out of his open mouth and eyes.
Seras gives Ioras a worried glance, but she holds up her hand, still watching Khorvis. He seems to be choking on something, desperately clawing at his throat.
"Ioras... I don't think he can take any more..." Seras says worriedly, her eyes fixed on Khorvis, who's still spasming and jerking.
"Not yet..." Ioras murmurs back, still holding up a hand.
A few seconds later, Khorvis' movements are starting to get weaker as the black smoke continues to pour out of him.
"Ioras! He's going to die, dammit!" Seras yells.
"Waaaait. Not yeeeet..." She says, still staring intently at Khorvis, who by this point is just scratching weakly at the floor as his eyes start to close.
"Dammit Ioras just pull him out!" Seras screams.
Ioras opens her mouth to say something, but is suddenly interrupted by a loud growl that seems to come from Khorvis. Seras' worried expression immediately turns from one of worry to one of confusion, and she looks at Khorvis with a raised eyebrow.
"What was-"
Now it's her turn to be interrupted as with another loud growl, Khorvis gets to all fours in a predatory crouch.
"Uhhh.... Ioraaas? Khorvis looks like he wants to eat me..." Seras says nervously, looking at Khorvis.
"Don't tell me... He's got the Direwolf in him? Bloody hell..." Ioras murmurs, her eyes wide.
"Khorvis, if you can hear me, fight him. You have to get back control, or you're never going to make it out!" Seras says, glaring at him.
He suddenly stops moving to her, then collapses to the floor with a whine, rolling from side to side as he whines in pain, his limbs twitching as he fights to regain control of his body.
There's a sudden loud, human sounding scream from Khorvis before he collapses on the floor, unmoving. The runes slowly start to crawl off him, sinking into the floor with green puffs of smoke, leaving his unconscious body and two wide-eyed sisters behind.
Then, they start to chant, and the circles on the floor start to glow green. Other symbols on the floor, previously unnoticed, now shine their unnatural green light as well. And not just the floor. The ceilings, walls, roofs, and the very air itself seems to be filled with the glowing green symbols, which now start to rotate, twist, and form into new shapes.
Khorvis' eyes close, and he slumps forward, his body going slack as whatever spell the sisters are weaving take effect. Glowing green runes start to crawl up his arms and legs, making for his head. The chanting gets louder and louder as the runes make their way closer and closer to Khorvis' eyes. Suddenly, a grave like silence falls when the lines of runes finally touch his eyes.
Slowly, Khorvis opens his eyes. They're now a bright green, just like the runes and the eyes of the sisters, both of whom are watching him intently. He blinks at the room, his head turning from side to side groggily, as if waking from a long sleep. Then, something odd starts to happen. Rivulets of what appears to be black smoke start to form and drift off of him as his movements get more jerky and erratic. Suddenly, he siezes up and lets out a strangled cry before falling to the ground, twitching and shuddering. His breath is coming in pants and pained gasps, sometimes groans of pain. The sisters don't move to help him, continuing to watch him intently. Seras starts muttering something that sounds a lot like "Come on, come on, come on, do it!" Over and over again as she watches Khorvis, while her sister remains impassive.
There's a loud gasp as Khorvis suddenly sits up, straight as a ramrod, and black smoke starts to pour out of his open mouth and eyes.
Seras gives Ioras a worried glance, but she holds up her hand, still watching Khorvis. He seems to be choking on something, desperately clawing at his throat.
"Ioras... I don't think he can take any more..." Seras says worriedly, her eyes fixed on Khorvis, who's still spasming and jerking.
"Not yet..." Ioras murmurs back, still holding up a hand.
A few seconds later, Khorvis' movements are starting to get weaker as the black smoke continues to pour out of him.
"Ioras! He's going to die, dammit!" Seras yells.
"Waaaait. Not yeeeet..." She says, still staring intently at Khorvis, who by this point is just scratching weakly at the floor as his eyes start to close.
"Dammit Ioras just pull him out!" Seras screams.
Ioras opens her mouth to say something, but is suddenly interrupted by a loud growl that seems to come from Khorvis. Seras' worried expression immediately turns from one of worry to one of confusion, and she looks at Khorvis with a raised eyebrow.
"What was-"
Now it's her turn to be interrupted as with another loud growl, Khorvis gets to all fours in a predatory crouch.
"Uhhh.... Ioraaas? Khorvis looks like he wants to eat me..." Seras says nervously, looking at Khorvis.
"Don't tell me... He's got the Direwolf in him? Bloody hell..." Ioras murmurs, her eyes wide.
"Khorvis, if you can hear me, fight him. You have to get back control, or you're never going to make it out!" Seras says, glaring at him.
He suddenly stops moving to her, then collapses to the floor with a whine, rolling from side to side as he whines in pain, his limbs twitching as he fights to regain control of his body.
There's a sudden loud, human sounding scream from Khorvis before he collapses on the floor, unmoving. The runes slowly start to crawl off him, sinking into the floor with green puffs of smoke, leaving his unconscious body and two wide-eyed sisters behind.
She watches all of this with wide eyes, her concern practically rolling off of her as such strange things happen. holding her breath as he remains on the floor. Having had enough of their mysteries, she runs over and falls to her knees, cradeling his head "Khorvis! Khorvis speak to me damn it! What the fuck just happened!"
"Wait wait wait! Leave him be!" Seras says, getting up to push her away. "He's... He's gone into hibernation sleep. And he may wake up in a few minutes, a few hours, a few days, or... Never. Just let him rest, and do not distract him." Seras says soothingly, pulling her away as she rubs her shoulders comfortingly. Ioras moves over to Khorvis before picking up his limp form. She conjures up a black sarcophagus with more of the strange green runes on it, and slowly lays him down inside it before closing the lid. "There we go... He can rest inside comfortably... In the meantime... We should probably tell you what you're dealing with..." She murmurs, moving over to a large bookcase.