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nexus_crossings2020-07-16 06:33 pm
the_rebel_son) wrote in nexus_crossings2020-07-16 06:33 pm
World Snake Day - How you read that matters
They had come some time over night, or perhaps just appeared in the morning. On the outskirts of the plaza, a huge feathered snake lays drowsily in the first rays of the sun. Feathers, every color of the rainbow, cover its 4 large wings and the body instead of scales. A ruff of feathers around the neck raise and shake occasionally from harassing flies. As it stretches the tip of the tail flicks showing a iridescent fan of brightly colored feathers that reflect the sunlight. If the wings weren't odd enough, the snake also has short stout legs that are nearly masked by the raised feathers. Its eyes open to watch any who might approach, facet cut gem like eyes that show great age.
As impressive as the feathered serpent, who could be over 70 feet long, might be, there is an even larger serpent beside it. Glossy black scales, that shimmer with reds under sunlight, cover the body. Its head alone is large as a decent sized vehicle but it too slumbers. Ears, or fins, flick on the side of its head as it is also harassed by the summer flies. It bears small bat like wings instead of forelimbs. Whether it has hind limbs is hard to say. The bulk of this snake reaches off, from the several coils here, into the wilds. The size seems impossible, dragging on as far as the eyes can see into the trees. It was made hugest in its own place, and perhaps would be so here in the Nexus. All around them smaller snakes rolled about, slithering here and there. Some seemed to be normal snakes, others appeared like cobras with wings, or snakes with lion faces. Many simply lay coiled around the near by grass and brush sleeping lazily in the sun.
It's not words that come when someone approaches but a vague sense of questioning, as if the air itself bears the curiosity and the sound is not really there at all.
"What are you known by, what are you known for?" Though neither snake has moved the electric feeling in the air suggests it is the larger of the two that wants to know.
As impressive as the feathered serpent, who could be over 70 feet long, might be, there is an even larger serpent beside it. Glossy black scales, that shimmer with reds under sunlight, cover the body. Its head alone is large as a decent sized vehicle but it too slumbers. Ears, or fins, flick on the side of its head as it is also harassed by the summer flies. It bears small bat like wings instead of forelimbs. Whether it has hind limbs is hard to say. The bulk of this snake reaches off, from the several coils here, into the wilds. The size seems impossible, dragging on as far as the eyes can see into the trees. It was made hugest in its own place, and perhaps would be so here in the Nexus. All around them smaller snakes rolled about, slithering here and there. Some seemed to be normal snakes, others appeared like cobras with wings, or snakes with lion faces. Many simply lay coiled around the near by grass and brush sleeping lazily in the sun.
It's not words that come when someone approaches but a vague sense of questioning, as if the air itself bears the curiosity and the sound is not really there at all.
"What are you known by, what are you known for?" Though neither snake has moved the electric feeling in the air suggests it is the larger of the two that wants to know.
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He stays still mostly, though he's turned his head to watch her descent. The feathers raise on his neck and he leans into the touch. It feels good, like fingers ruffling thorough his hair. He stiffens his wings so she can lean on them for support if she needs to while climbing down. If he could smile in his serpent form, he might. There was something child like in the way she moved and behaved that warmed his heart. He's sure part of it is the way his motherly instincts have been at the forefront since he and his partner spoke about having children a few months earlier. He did want to be a father again.. or rather a mother this time.
Lucifer did not lie though he would omit facts when it suited his purposes. "Father of lies" had many meanings in his own creation, a few he even saw as positives.
"If you need me to shift I can." He's asking both as an offer and to not let her hang so long in silence.
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She gives him a small smile. She gently pets witht the grain' so to speak. She knew a bit about wings and such on smaller beings. Birds of various sorts..some Pegasi. She's doing her best to find that spot behind the..she tries to recall.pinons..keep comeing to mind but it should be the spot tween the shoulder area. She pauses squints slightly nods and eases more. She gently wraps a hand round the strudest looking area testingly.
Her mind giveing her images of Falcore and Bastain or Atrou from the Never ending story. "Ahem..you wouldn't happen to be familar with Luck or Lung dragons would ya?" She half asks him conversationaly. Focusing on the task and something more pleasent. Oh speaking of young lads.
"Ahem, Oh I've been meaning to tell ya..There's a young..fellow goes by Atreus..Archer..From some of the Norselands..Well..um." She pauses for a moment wondering if it was too early on to ask for a favor even a likely small one ish. "He's rather curious, likes wolves and serpents..ahem..If he's by himself ya see..and say..One of the Aesir from his realm show up..erm..There not typically the freindly sorts.." She starts to try and explain. Not like some of the Asgardians she'd meet by the lad's account.
Besides the more eyes and ears open and on alert for trouble the better for them all really.
She tilts her head.."Erm..up to you..whatever's most comfortable." She adds after a moment and blinkingly.
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"I am not. In my realm, snakes originally had legs and feathers. They were cursed to lose them when God became angry with me." Lucifer says simply in conversation. "Tell me about these dragons." he asks to keep her talking. It seems to bring her comfort.
"We have met him and will watch." The angels were made, after all, to watch over a universe. This one was easy enough to watch too.
"You are very light. You can ride where you are comfortable." He could manage. Flight would need more specifics but walking would be easy to support her about anywhere.
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She tilts her head slightly. {Ah I see..in most tales I've heard I know the former was once common.} The latter.Not so much but there were many creatures and beings who were serpentine-like. Or..well there were. {We have Chimera's back in The Enchanted Forests } That's the closest to feathered she seen. Well. She shivers. {Well, There's..ahem some stories about Python and Apollo. } Yes, that one was sometimes depicted as plumed..and with deadly purid breathe and the like.
She hums, {Ah, well..I know more about the Western sorts..but..Lungs..and Luck dragons are very long..and have whiskers..The latter has fur instead of scales. } She begins to explain. {Wyverns tend to be two legged, but erm..} She pauses for a moment with an apologetic smile. {Very old or..large ones that don't have legs are often called Wyrms. They tend to like wells and that sort of thing.} Recalling the tales of knights and heroes of old she'd oft admired and had read/devoured hungrily and eagerly in her youth.
She gently pets his nearest feathers half in sympathy and half in trying to comfort and center herself. {Funny, how apples tend to pop up in most cultures don't they?} She half softly asks. Recalling the Golden Apple of Discord and The Judgement of Paris as well. Which had been two of the inciting incidents of The Trojan War. Which had been another end of a 'Golden Age.' That of Heroes and Demigods r least had meant to be, some say. After all Zeus had overthrown his father and he knew someday one of his sons were destined to do so to him. Though it hardly stopped The Sky Lord from having scores of young.
She smiles softly and eases a little. "Oh good." She murmurs her shoulders sag in relief even more. "And thank you." She murmurs, feeling better. After all, Heavens forbid something happened but it was always good to have an exit plan/safe meeting place in case of an emergency.
She blinks, her lips twitch. "Why thank ya." She murmurs and bemusedly coughs. That was probably the nicest thing she'd heard of late from anyone outside her pack. She softly clears her throat and gently leans a little forward so she can balance and hold on better. "Ready when you are." she murmurs and lets out a breath.
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He had missed many of the serpents and others, like the hydra, he had gone out of his way to see.
Yes, there are many apple myths. I have spent time learning all of them as I feel a kinship to those myths because of my own involvement with apples. He had learned all of them; from the Norse to those of the peoples in central Asia where the apple originated.
He walks slowly so she can get used to the roll of his body. It's very different from a horse, more loose because of the length between the front and hind legs. Once you are comfortable if you wish to run or fly, I do not mind accommodating. I do not often have the opportunity to lounge around in this form.
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She nods, "Oh I see." She murmurs with a good-natured sound as she gently pets some nearby feathers and leans her check again him with a wolfish, soft of nuzzle. She was not surprised in the least about that.
She blinks at that. "Mmhm, ah thank you I'll keep that in mind." She murmurs and hums, "I know how that can be..Not many are calm or used to certain sorts or react positively to certain kinds. " She murmurs with a small sheepish smile. (fears of being bitten or worse was a legitimate safety concern/fear, alright?) Hence one of the reasons she often used a glamour of a dog over her true one in most places or if she did not know someone well at first etc.
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He doesn't mind any checking or movement of his feathers. He knows just having her here is a big step. This was about helping Aal feel comfortable.
"Fears are built over time in cultures and societies." He can readily agree to that after so many being told about him over the centuries. "Is there anywhere particular you would like to go?
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She's very careful and gentle. She wouldn't want to accidentally pull any pinons or anything after all. Aal tries her best to ease a little she takes in and let's out several long and deep breaths.
"Indeed, of like learning no to eat certain berries when out in the woods..Which..to be fair there are many woodland areas back home." She murmurs slightly wry but sincere. There were magically inclined or..perhaps bred ones as well, two-headed (from Agraba) even. She thinks of several she'd seen in various ways whether from 'flashes/visions ' or medical and lore books.
She hums softly in thought. "Um,.." She tilts her head in thought. Perhaps some area that wouldn't induce a panic would be good. "Ah, not off the top of my head..any suggestions?" She answers and asks in return.
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He nods to her assumptions. "Yes, though it sometimes extends to where one poisonous red berry makes people fear all red berries. Then the fear becomes detrimental." That was how Lucifer saw the fear of snakes. It was something that had evolved from helpful to detrimental.
He had no specific ideas either. "We can walk or if you are feeling up to it we can visit with some of the others." it is a gentle nudge to move past her fears because Lucifer knew that none of the snakes here would harm her.
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"Most powers go after the servants to strike at their more powerful masters." She states a soft edge of a growl in her tone even if it's a statement of a cruel fact. A bully was a bully anyway you sliced it. She felt most keenly for those caught in the crossfire. Who oft suffered most.
She hums and nods a little. "That is true." She knew say some venom and such could be used for medical purposes within reason and carefully. But you would not be finding her doing the milking.
She hums and glances slightly down out of the corner of her eye. As she ponders. "We er..could visit." She murmurs softly back reluctant to leave her perch now that she has it. For a number of reasons.
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The truth was that they were outnumbered two to one against the host of heaven. With God being involved things got very dangerous and only so much could be done. It was the true brutality of genocide and war, the ones looking to save the attacked could never save everyone.
"Or children and families." Lucifer adds with tangible sadness.
He is happy to hear her willingness to try and glances back at her. Though a serpent mouth wasn't the best for a smile the twinkle was certainly in his eyes. "Do you wish to start with the small children or their mother?"
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"Aye," Aal murmurs softly trying to nuzzle him with her check in the way of canine comfort. She sniffles a little, wee ones and packs were precious precious beings. Trying to pet his nape feathers or tween his shoulders.
She tries her best to give a small smile. That she hopes is more hopeful than sheepish. She could have her skittish moments but she was trying to put on her brave face. "Mmmhmm." She hums softly twitching her nose in thought. "Well, I wouldn't want to be disrespectful." But working one's way up also had it's good points and merits.
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"How would you feel about visiting with the hatchlings?"
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"We can stop here and wait to see if one is adventurous enough to join us." They were still quite a few feet away from the hatchlings when he lowers his body to the ground. "You are safe here."
He folds and shifts his wings to create a sunshade for Aal while she remains on his back.
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Her tummy clenches as she stills as he does so yet trying to move with as she would on her beloved steed. She glances tween him and the wee ones a little warily but swallows thickly. Mentally she was inclined to think 'I'm holding you to that.' Physically she was going a little cotton-mouthed again.
She then blinks and looks up in pleasant surprise. "Oh..thank you." She murmurs warmly at his thoughtfulness and eyeing his very pretty wings.