Who: Necrosis and Boaz Priestly What: Laundry and Life Skills When: December 16th Where: Priestly's house, Brightford Status: In progress Warnings: TBD
Necrosis landed gracefully, watching the sand swirl from his wings. He pushed his hood of of his cloak back and let it pile up on his shoulders. The dark grey cloak was too big fro him and he was painfully aware of it. Necrosis pushed away the memories of Judgement and glanced up and down the street. "This is nice, you can visit so many people so easily." He thought to himself as he looked back to the address Priestly gave him. The small shack looked well loved, the wooden shingling was weather beaten and the windows were curtained with colorful tapestries. Necrosis walked to the door and knocked on it loudly. He wondered what Priestly was like, his wings shuffled in thought. It blew the sand from the front steps.
When the door opened he stood up in greeting, looking down at Priestly. His wings fluffed up, the black feathers dragging on the ground every so slightly. He was very tall, with short golden brown hair and bright blue eyes. Necrosis wore all white, with long soft looking pants and a tank top. Both looked worn nearly thread bare in some places. He had black slip on shoes that looked more like socks than shoes. On his head rested a silver circlet, with a diamond shaped droplet resting on his forehead. The objects he carried made him look even stranger, around one hip was a small drum held on by a piece of rope on the other was a beautiful silver bowl. On his back between his wings was a metal shield, a wooden stick that was pure black it almost looked like obsidian, and holding those items to his back was a thick warm looking black blanket tied around his torso like a sash. On his left wrist was a sparkling silver bracelet, that had a coin on it's chain. The coin was black on one side white on the other with a hole in the middle. Lastly around his neck was a choker with three polished dark green and crimson stones and a second necklace that rested on his chest of a rough ocean blue stone.
Necrosis stared at Priestly's hair, it was colored and styled in a way he'd never seen before. "Hey..." He said awkwardly while his attention was absorbed. He wanted to touch it so badly. Necrosis shook his head and his wings beat in unison, blowing air into the door way. He cleared his throat and tried again, "Hey I'm Necrosis, nice to meet ya."