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 pull me out of the water, angelus
i'm in love with an angel, heaven forbid. makes me a believer with the touch of her skin.
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sinking like a siren that can't swim anymore
@ANGELUS, i am sorry this is the shortest thing ever to exist
Wildewall did not have a very large population. In fact, it was smaller than even Amegakure, and the village she had run with Nagato was one of the smallest of the hidden villages. Despite the fact that it was so much less crowded than the rest of the dimensions, Konan still occasionally felt overwhelmed by the amount of people milling about the town in the middle of the day. It was a strange anxiety to have, she supposed, but she had grown used to being alone, to isolating herself in order to find a bit of peace. Being in the center of a crowd was jarring to her senses.

When she felt the urge to be alone, she often went out towards the outskirts of the town to sit by the water - far enough away from the fishermen that she couldn't hear them talking - more like shouting - at each other and swearing. Over here, it was peaceful, and she could just watch the water, sketch the surface of the lake, lay and watch the clouds slowly drift by. She could be in peace, and hopefully, be alone.

Out under the mid-afternoon sun, she was a little too warm in her Akatsuki cloak. She unzipped it and folded it up, placing it on the ground where she was going to sit. It had been warm enough earlier for rain, and chances were the ground was still wet, and she would rather get the cloak soaked than her pants.

This time, Konan hadn't brought her sketchbook with her. She was more intending to just... relax. Spend a little time not doing anything at all - given how rare that was, even now when she held a much less important job than she had before. Even just working as an artist, it felt like there was always something to be done.

It would be nice to do nothing for a little while.

"Fools, one and all, these humans."
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((shhh you're fine <3 don't worry about it, it was still a good starter!))

Her memories were a jumbled, distorted mess, and she wasn’t sure how or where to begin in rectifying what she’d been left with. The earlier parts were easier...she’d been brought down by poisonous arrows, chained and left to bleed out in the courtyard of the castle that the goddess occupied. Caim had approached her, and they’d formed a pact. And after that…
...hmph, that’s where it became difficult for her to organise her memories. There were events that she recalled, she simply couldn’t recall when they occurred. She remembered Inuart, Caim’s sister, the foolish blind man, Verdelet, the insane elf, the child...she thought she remembered how she met them all, but sometimes she had to wonder if things had TRULY occurred the way she thought they had. Though she’d regained her senses and memories of Caim, it seemed as though her time spent as the Seal against the gods’ wrath had left their scars. She may never fully remember how events transpired back in her home, but did that matter? It was the past. It wasn’t here, nor now.

And besides that, she remembered what was important; she remembered him. She remembered Caim.



Bah! What a pathetic and ridiculously useless thought to have. Perhaps soaking her head in the lake would help her to rid herself of these idiotically sentimental notions. If anything, she only remembered Caim because he was so frustratingly foolish that it was hard NOT to remember him.

Hmph.

The dragon shook her head as she banked left, and began to fly towards the lake instead. Whether or not any head soaking would actually occur was still up in the air; before anything, she’d need a drink. And if there were no humans about to stare and wonder just what she was doing, she may very well thrust her entire head underwater to shock herself from this line of thought. Though she knew, and she understood that she cared for Caim...thoughts such as those were unbecoming of a dragon.

The lake drew into sight, and she started to dip down towards it. As always, she headed far from the fishing docks so as not to alarm the fishermen, though the sight of something caused her momentary pause.
Oh, wonderful. It seemed as though humans had begun to overtake the areas she tended to stick to...though it was only the one, and it didn’t seem as though the human possessed any visible weaponry. Hmph, even if she did have weapons, it’d do her little good against a dragon. Angelus would still watch her for any hostilities, but for the moment? She wasn’t concerned.

And so she settled down onto the lake’s shallows, her wings folding at her sides, and her tail curling against the lakebank. The dragon regarded Konan cautiously for a moment or two before snorting, and turning her attention to the lake before her. No...no head soaking would occur today, not with THAT one as close as she was. As little as she cared for the opinions that humans may hold of her, she still had to maintain a sense of pride and dignity around them. Besides, she’d stopped those thoughts on her own, hadn’t she? Therefore, the need for dunking her head into the water had passed.
She, however, still needed to drink, and so she lowered her head towards the water to do just that. She didn’t recall ever seeing that particular human before...but no matter. Hopefully she’d proven that she meant the human no harm.
It’d be annoying if the human started to scream for help now.
i'm in love with an angel, heaven forbid. makes me a believer with the touch of her skin.
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Akemi (she/her)
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sinking like a siren that can't swim anymore
Konan had heard rumors that there was a dragon that lived on the outskirts of the village, out past the lake. She’d never paid them much mind, given her general lack of belief in dragons as actual beings and not creatures out of myth and legend. More than likely, it was a tale thought up by scared parents to keep their children from wandering too far off when they weren’t watching – ‘don’t go out past the lake or the dragon might eat you,’ that sort of thing. She’d almost forgotten about those whispers, and even if she’d remembered them before she got all the way out here, it wouldn’t have changed her decision to come out this far.

So imagine the woman’s surprise when a large winged creature came soaring through the air above the lake. Her brows rose as it banked down toward the lake, aiming for the shoreline right by where she was sitting. Well, that was certainly… unexpected, to say the least. Her presence seemed to give it pause, which she found strange; a regular human (not that she was exactly ‘regular’ but she doubted the creature could tell that from a distance anyway) didn’t seem like anything that should give something of that size any pause whatsoever. Perhaps it wasn’t used to having humans sitting in its ‘spot,’ for lack of a better word.

Nevertheless it settled down onto the shore a little closer to Konan than she was strictly comfortable with. It gave her a moment’s glance and then decided she wasn’t worth paying attention to – something she was perfectly fine with – and went about its business, which proved to be getting a drink. That, at least, made some sense; it was so big that likely, the lake was the only thing in Wildewall it could drink from at all. At any rate, the dragon seemed content to ignore her, and in return, she was content to ignore it, insomuch as a person could ignore something of that size and stature.

Actually, now that she thought of it… If the dragon was going to ignore her and basically sit still… Well, she’d brought her sketchbook with her for a reason. She opened it to a fresh blank page, retrieved a pencil from her pocket, and set to studying the dragon with an intense curiosity. Whether it liked the fact that her attention was on it or not – and the particular intensity of her gaze would certainly draw the dragon’s attention (and perhaps ire) eventually – she had decided that she was going to sketch it. Once she’d sketched it, transferring the sketch to a canvas and painting it wouldn’t be difficult at all. And she imagined many people would pay for a painting of an actual, real dragon..

She started drawing carefully, looking between the dragon with a thoughtful expression, her brows furrowed as she tried to decide at what scale to draw the creature. If she got that wrong, she wouldn’t be able to fit the whole creature on the page…

"Fools, one and all, these humans."
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How delightful; the human seemed to be largely indifferent to Angelus’s presence as well.

That certainly saved the dragon the mess that was a human’s panic attack. They flocked together when startled, rallying others into their stupidity induced terrors over trivial matters, and the less she saw of it here, the better. While she could ignore such displays of idiocy, given a human’s inability to understand consequences until they were meted out, Angelus felt it would be against her best interests to ignore such an event, should it come to pass. If left unchecked, a human’s panic could spread across the entire damn dimension, and while it WAS irksome, it was far easier to talk sense into one human as opposed to a full army of idiots.

Yet, there was something...off about this whole matter, the source of which she discovered when she cast a glance over her shoulder at the human.
The human who happened to be staring at her, all whilst she sketched away in the book she’d brought with her.

Was that it then? This human had a dragon before her, the pinnacle of evolution, and she chose to draw her. Admittedly, there were far worse reactions that she could be having, but the absurdity of the situation drew a loud, haughty snort from the dragon, and once she’d swallowed her mouthful of water, Angelus lifted her head from the lake so that she could better stare right back at the human. “I do hope that you don’t expect me to linger for any longer than I intend to. You’ll be sorely disappointed otherwise.” Bah, did this human take her for a still-life that she could sketch to her heart’s content? A peaceful herd of grazing deer that would loiter within fields for hours on end? Why would she, a dragon, remain near humans for any longer than what was necessary?

Though her tone may be grumpy, and her narrowed eyes giving her an exasperated appearance, the dragon was far from appearing to be hostile. Were she hostile, there would be far more fire involved. As it stood, she was merely perplexed and slightly irritated; something that had become the standard for her when addressing humans directly. “And did you not think to ask my permission in this matter? I’m no mere beast that you can sketch at will; if you seek far more complacent targets for your artistic studies, I suggest that you find them elsewhere.” Truth be told, she wasn’t truly bothered by the woman’s decision to sketch her. It was the implication behind the sketch that irked her...but again, humans weren’t the type to think their actions through. For all this human knew, Angelus was nothing more than an animal.
Hmph. Either they had poor representatives of what a dragon should be within their worlds, or humans were simply too foolish to comprehend when they stood in the presence of their betters. And as these were humans...she was far more inclined to go with the latter possibility as the reason for humanity’s ignorance towards her kind.
They were young, and they were stupid. Of course they’d make stupid mistakes.
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