I was seriously considering having Sev pick up Eva the way one would pick up a cat - by the scruff. But that’s a bit too dom/sub and I don’t want to get into that. At least, not yet.
Admiral Chase and Swarmfather Retholis stepped through the lowered gate, out of the prisoner compound, and into the Green Zone. They, along with Retholis’ personal guard, headed towards his private gondola parked nearby. “You really oughta stop taking me out like this,” said Admiral Chase. “You’re
When the big brutish Drogar put his hand on his weapon, Retholis’ guards took the initiative and raised their rifles up and at the ready. Each of them moved their aim across the crowd, as they scanned for threats. “Oh, that’s right,” he continued. “It doesn’t exist. Nothing like that has ever exist
The aged Senator turned to a similarly aged Drogar who sat at their table. Though, his age seemed to sit somewhere between the two senators in front of him. His orange scales sagged a little under his chin, and all of his spines drooped somewhat. Similar to Konleth, he too nursed a round belly. “T
Grunts and shouts spilled into the air as Talyss and Eva danced around each other in their sparring circle and exchanged blows. A handful of Avicii Raptors watch them from the trees above. Their eyes watched the two with rapt attention. Eva, breaths hard and heavy, spun blade-first at Talyss’ throa
“Yes, that’s the Imperial Standard Blade CQC,” replied Talyss. “It’s taught to every Drogar that’s gone through military training. It’s kind of a… culmination of traditional combat arts developed across different schools, and combined to make the ‘ultimate knife combat’ style.” “But?” “It’s extrem
She felt the soil on her fingertips, along with the blood that pumped up and down her arms. She smelled the grass that was all around, along with the taste of copper in her throat. She heard the sound of the breeze as it wound between the trees, along with the sounds of her own heavy breaths. And a
Cheers erupted from the stands as duelists cut each other to ribbons on the arena floor below. Fresh blood splattered down across the fighting rings, and clumped up from the sand surrounding. With slightly labored breaths, Eva adjusted her stance as she reassessed her opponent. There were a number
Every cycle she spent practicing her dances, her breathing, her Ascendant Form - it felt as though she was finally coming onto her own. This is what she was meant to be. And more. Eva twirled her blade in her hand as she took a few wide steps around her opponent. She wanted to give her a moment t