In fact, it appears to be... literally on fire? Flames lick up at about knee height across the entire floor. Or, it's probably a floor, anyway—if you squint you can see floorboards, but there are no walls visible, and the floor appears to drop off a little ways off, beyond it only water. Miraculously untouched in the center of the fire is a large bed. In the bed is Glory. She is very naked.
You appear either:
a) Also in the bed, the sheets twisted almost into ropes around your limbs, holding you down, or: b) Standing in the fire. It's not immediately painful, but probably you don't want to keep standing in it for very long.
Either way, you may also find you have new wings, horns, or other demon/monster parts.]
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[instinctively, raven tries to struggle against the sheets, though he stops when he sees glory and just looks confused]
--what...?
[his body looks much healthier like this--there's no ridge of skin across his shoulder where the replaced arm is in real life, it's just smooth. his tattoos seem to warp and flicker in the light of the fire, moving across his body, coiling around his limbs like serpents]
[The sheets aren't actually much restraint if he pulls on them; they come loose fairly easily, more like they just got really tangled somehow than a real attempt at bondage, although there do seem to be at least three distinct sheets involved, for some reason.]
Raven.
[She leans over him, tracing a finger lightly down his chest, attempting to follow a line of his tattoos.]
[She runs her hand over his skin more deliberately, fascinated, watching the patterns move, then splaying more of her hand across his chest.
It's a few moments of that before she registers what he said properly, and she blinks. At least she's already flushed enough from the heat, even a slight sheen of sweat showing, that any color that rises to her cheeks isn't noticeable.]
[he lets out a palpable shiver, his chest rising to meet her touch. the tattoos actually spread from him a little, just enough to coil around her fingers. they feel vaguely soft, but not entirely... physical]
[The sheets seem more like they somehow got tangled and twisted around him than like there are any actual knots, but there are also a lot of sheets and they are very tangled.
[ her white hair has become a mane of downy white feathers, her sclera darkened to black, and her forearms and calves turn to a rougher texture, black in color, above hands and feet articulated a bit more like a bird's talons. and also, she's got slight fangs going on. we're mixing a lot of metaphors here.
...also, there's something odd about the way shadows flow around her, but maybe that's just the fire?
she flutters her eyes open from being tangled in the sheets. ]
[ oh, that's... a slightly new sensation, albeit a nice one; she leans into it.
though at the same time, she works one arm a little looser like she wants to twist her fingers around a lock of her own hair, but of course there's been a lot of... changes.
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In fact, it appears to be... literally on fire? Flames lick up at about knee height across the entire floor. Or, it's probably a floor, anyway—if you squint you can see floorboards, but there are no walls visible, and the floor appears to drop off a little ways off, beyond it only water. Miraculously untouched in the center of the fire is a large bed. In the bed is Glory. She is very naked.
You appear either:
a) Also in the bed, the sheets twisted almost into ropes around your limbs, holding you down, or:
b) Standing in the fire. It's not immediately painful, but probably you don't want to keep standing in it for very long.
Either way, you may also find you have new wings, horns, or other demon/monster parts.]
(( open to anyone! may not actually go sexy, depending. ping me if things go in a violent direction or otherwise if you want to hash out anything! ))
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--what...?
[his body looks much healthier like this--there's no ridge of skin across his shoulder where the replaced arm is in real life, it's just smooth. his tattoos seem to warp and flicker in the light of the fire, moving across his body, coiling around his limbs like serpents]
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Raven.
[She leans over him, tracing a finger lightly down his chest, attempting to follow a line of his tattoos.]
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... enjoying your dream?
[the tattoos seem to follow her touch, swirling patterns emitting from her finger]
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It's a few moments of that before she registers what he said properly, and she blinks. At least she's already flushed enough from the heat, even a slight sheen of sweat showing, that any color that rises to her cheeks isn't noticeable.]
Well... I am now.
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I can tell. That, and you seem... warm.
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Mm. I don't... seem warm enough, usually.
[She leans in a bit further so she can press a kiss above his collar bone.]
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tugging lightly at the sheets, more to test them than actually attempt to escape]
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Glory rolls up to her knees to look at him.]
Comfortable...?
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The fire's a bit much, but otherwise? Sure.
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What, you want me to do all the work?
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and she scrambles onto the bed with wide eyes.
and then she turns and sees glory.
and flushes BRIGHT red ]
oh,
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Oh? Welcome.
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H... ello? Are you-- okay? The fire, and everything...
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I'm fine. The fire doesn't come up here. It's... atmosphere.
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Oh, is that so...? I'm glad, then.
... did I-- interrupt something?
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[considers]
An invitation...?
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...also, there's something odd about the way shadows flow around her, but maybe that's just the fire?
she flutters her eyes open from being tangled in the sheets. ]
Did I fall asleep...?
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[Glory rolls to her side to look at Shrike, running her hand through her feathers.]
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though at the same time, she works one arm a little looser like she wants to twist her fingers around a lock of her own hair, but of course there's been a lot of... changes.
startled: ]
I... did something—did something happen?
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[that wasn't the question, Glory]
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Is it really...
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It is really.
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