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Myre (seekerofwisdom) wrote in chaosunraveled,
@ 2009-10-01 12:32:00

Current mood:	annoyed
Entry tags:	myre, setting: niflheim's kitchen

Who: Myre and Open to Niflheim
When: Around noon
Where: Niflheim's Kitchen
Rating: PG-13?
Warnings: Possibly language
What: A grumpy and frustrated Myre (as though there were any other kind) forgoes hunting and decides to forage in the kitchen.

Myre hadn't left her lair since the morning before. After hunting and rearranging her hoard, she'd settled in to continue her attempts to mask the sound of her magics. While she'd gotten them quieter, she hadn't managed to silence them completely. She still wondered if it was even possible, but she wasn't going to give up. A small part of her knew damn well that she had shirked what little training had been offered her by her mother, and she would not do the same again.

But by the time she'd exhausted herself, she was hungry and bored and her body ached. She had enough strength to shift into her typical human form and that was it.

Fewmets! No hunting for her. She'd have to do it the two legger way. And risk running into one of her 'teammates'. Well, she was supposed to be trying to get along with them anyway. Fine. And maybe she could even find someone to alleviate her boredom.

Shaking slightly, Myre left her cave lair and headed to the kitchen. Not bothering with anything fancy, she uncovered a shank of some sort of four legged animal and set to eating. Unfortunately, her eating habits were the same no matter her form. Ignoring cutlery, she simply sat at a counter and tore into the raw meat with her teeth...

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sleep_likedeath
2009-10-02 02:51 am UTC (link)

Bel hadn't really done much exploring of Niflheim's grounds, so today she had decided to rectify that. After a couple of hours of exploration (half of that spent sleeping) the demon had grown a desire for food, and so headed for the kitchen.

She arrived, and headed straight for the fridge, seemingly blind to the fact that another Niflheimer was in the kitchen. Bel didn't seem to care as she rummaged through the fridge until she found what she was looking for. She shut the fridge with her hips, and that's when she finally spotted the female Niflheimer devouring a piece of raw meat with just her teeth.

Leave it to Belphegor to be a bit silent, and rude, but she didn't speak. She instead swiftly leapt upon the opposite counter, and took to squatting down while eating the apple she had grabbed. After a few bites of apple Bel finally spoke up, "I've never known of a dignified looking human to eat raw meat as you do."

The demon's head cocked in an inhuman manner then she took another bite of apple. Chewing thoughtfully she wondered about this woman. "So, are you a demon?" she asked with a curious fascination.

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seekerofwisdom
2009-10-02 04:15 am UTC (link)

Myre, for the most part, ignored the two-legger female who entered the kitchen after her. She was still working over in her mind ways to minimize the noise her magics made when she used them. At least she'd mastered proper meditation techniques.

But when she was directly spoken to, she focused her eyes on the woman. Oh, what was her name? It sounded vaguely elvish. Belfygar or Belfagyr or something like that.

"Dragon," she mumbled. At least she had the decency to swallow before she spoke. A relentless predator she may be, but she did have manners. "Too big to fit in the kitchen unless I use my two-legger shape."

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sleep_likedeath
2009-10-02 04:50 am UTC (link)

Bel took another bite of the apple, and thought about Myre's admission that she was a dragon. She daftly thought of linking that thing to a demon, but decided not to. She took one last bite of the apple, and tossed the core into the trash bin.

"You change forms too," Bel finally stated. As Myre had already stated that she had to change into a human form, Bel's statement had been just that, and not a question.

"What kind of dragon?" She asked, balancing on one hand, and swinging herself so she was now sitting on the counter as opposed to squatting on it.

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seekerofwisdom
2009-10-02 05:00 am UTC (link)

What kind of a question was that? She was of the Kin, and that was that. Obviously she was female - she could change her biological gender if she wanted to, but she rarely bothered to. What else was there that could possibly make her any different from any other dragon?

"A shaman," she answered, not knowing what else she could say. She somehow doubted the woman was asking what Lair she hailed from. Or what color she was. And after that, she was lost as to what she was actually being asked. "Your shaman, if you care." She had decided she'd take those duties seriously, after all.

Even if no one here even knew what a draconic shaman was or bothered to come to her with anything. But that was fine with her.

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sleep_likedeath
2009-10-02 05:37 am UTC (link)

"A shaman, huh?" Bel asked with a playful chuckle. "Never heard of a dragon being described as that before." Which was true, because most of the time a shaman was unwilling taught by a dragon, or some other type of demon.

The demon had to tell herself that this was a different world, and that the rules of her home world, didn't apply here. Almost downcast, she admitted, "I keep thinking this is similar to my world, and I have to tell myself it's not."

The demon slid off the counter, and paced the kitchen for a short bit before resuming her seat on the counter. "I used to help a few shamans here and there, but it wasn't exactly my area of expertise." The shamans that Belphegor had come across had always been so into the spiritual, and so against pleasure that Bel had ignored them for the most part.

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seekerofwisdom
2009-10-03 05:29 pm UTC (link)

"All Lairs have a Shaman," Myre said, tossing aside the bone from her meal. It was enough for her human body, at least. "And I've never met or heard of a Shaman being anything other than a dragon." Though mother had certainly been grooming the little red haired brat as one. Had Myre been in her draconic form, her spines would be rising and twitching in anger.

"Mm. It's no one's world." But that didn't stop Myre from looking at it as though it were hers.

"What sort of Shamans have you known?"

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sleep_likedeath
2009-10-03 10:26 pm UTC (link)

"All the Shamans in my world were humans actually; they were often classified as high class magicians and priests," Bel explained calmly and with a smile.

"Most of the Shamans I knew were quite strict, stingy, and religious. They never did ANYTHING fun. They were more concerned with power, and tapping into the spiritual world. I never got very much involved with them; I preferred the discovers, explorers, and inventors."

The young looking demon spotted the bone that Myre had put aside; out of the blue she said, "I miss the days when mankind was more primitive. When they unleashed their animalistic side in order to better achieve their own pleasure."

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seekerofwisdom
2009-10-07 04:44 pm UTC (link)

Myre snorted. "Two-leggers." It would almost be insulting if it weren't so ridiculous. They would take something like simple spiritualism and turn it into something...dramatic. And all about power.

"Two-leggers love their power," she said with a sharp, barking laugh. "And their niceties. Always so proper and civilized. They don't have the first idea what civilization really is...."

Another moment where her spikes would have risen. She didn't like the insinuation that she was primitive. The Kin were highly advanced, just natural.

"Anyway, you muck around with two-leggers often?"

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sleep_likedeath
2009-10-07 06:09 pm UTC (link)

"Humm, I couldn't agree more," Bel answered. She proceeded to walk over to the sink, grab a glass from the cabinet, and fill it up with tap-water. She then sat down at the other end of the table, opposite of Myre, and took a drink.

"Mankind didn't always used to be civilized, or full of niceties. I remember when they were they were rather quite violent, and cruel to each other." The demon smiled to herself; fond memories coming back. This soon turned into a dour expression.

"I could never understand why my father preferred them over us" she growled.

She dipped her finger into the glass of water, and within seconds the entire contents of the glass turned into blood. Bel then waved her hand over the top, and it became crystal clear again. Like hell she would actually have drank that blood.

"Yes, I do, I sort of have to," Bel admitted.

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seekerofwisdom
2009-10-08 01:22 am UTC (link)

"Why?" The dragon couldn't imagine anything that would require someone to muck about with two leggers. Demons, Myre was willing to admit since coming here, didn't count as normal two leggers. They were more like the Kin than anything else, at least as far as her frame of references went.

"I mean, why did you have to?"

She didn't care much about the demon's family history, not enough to start pressing questions about that. But she had to admit that Belphegor did sound like an elven lady. Males were the same all over, it seemed.

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sleep_likedeath
2009-10-08 02:39 am UTC (link)

"You can't very well destroy what you don't know," Bel answered with a shrug. She differed from Flauros in that she could actually be honest with whomever she chose to be honest with.

"Besides, I actually sort of liked some of these humans. Not enough to want to save them, and certainly not enough to not destroy them, but some of them had their charm." The demon smiled to herself, seeming to remember some of these people.

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seekerofwisdom
2009-10-08 05:59 pm UTC (link)

Oh, so that was the sort of demon she was. Myre enjoyed a bit of destruction, but generally on a more personal scale. Wiping out an entire race was far too ambitious for her. And for most dragons.

"Oh." She rummaged for another bite to eat, wanting to get her body back up to strength so she could shift back to her proper form and sleep. "We mostly just left the two-leggers alone." And even when they went among two-legger society, they weren't supposed to interfere too much.

But sometimes it was too fun not to.

"They're stupid and potentially dangerous, and they're not good for food or to keep as slaves - not that the Kin does that anymore."

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sleep_likedeath
2009-10-08 06:24 pm UTC (link)

She watched while Myre rummaged around for something to eat, and she herself considered cooking something. Instead she went over to the cabinet, grabbed a bag of beef jerky, and started to munch on the dehydrated meat.

"For the most part, just ignore the humans, hmm?" Bel asked, then took another piece of jerky in her mouth.

"Mmm, stupid yes, ignorant yes, potentially dangerous, but only to themselves. I wouldn't know about the food thing, and that's the only thing humans should be used for."

And then there was a pause as Bel fell asleep, for about the fifth time today. She hated this.

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