kindling,

Perhaps counting his luck wasn’t the best idea when it came to running into others that may enjoy a war between kingdoms. As far as Sora knew, he had yet to meet someone who was eager for all this to happen. It would have been easier to play the pacifist and stop this war among one another. How was that going to be possible? Of course he would fight for his friends, no matter who they are, but if worse came to worse, would that mean that he turn his back on his own home? Where would that leave him for having such a foolish dream?

‘Foolish’ is what someone else would consider the boy to be. However, the bit of optimism in him is what drives him to not fall into self doubt so quickly, which forces him to come up with some kind of solution. Wondering with the thought in mind, his sense didn’t go off about someone being close by. Someone who felt dangerous to be around. It wasn’t like the other dragon-like individuals he manage to meet up. This guy was different.

Narrowing his eyes towards the other’s words, Sora wasn’t sure if that’s what’s consider to be a ‘friendly’ warning or not. “The thing I’m worried about are others trying to cause more trouble then their already is.” A simple retort, cautious if the other would do anything about that. “Are you trying to imply something there? What kind of beast am i trying to look out for.”

        those who thought they could stop a war like this one had to be foolish enough to think they could do it. as for himself, he would much rather not be involved in such things as he particularly didn’t care nor was it his war to fight even if he was temporarily in tune with the rest of the drakens. while dabi does not intend to get in the middle of the raging war that was brewing between kingdoms, he was not going to lie and say he wasn’t interested in how it was going to turn out in the end.  

        “y’know people don’t take kindly to trespassers when you’re wandering around kingdoms they aren’t supposed to be. i thought i’d be nice and remind you. that’s all.” sure-- dabi had a habit of trespassing himself but at least he had a concrete escape plan if things were to have gone messy. dabi had no room to judge further knowing he just met the kid, an odd one at that-- someone with a hint of determination to do something worthwhile. it’s the same with all the other brats in that regard. “what do you think? do i look like a threat?” he asks the boy casually, to let him make his own guess.

his slim fingers twitch in response of the heat rising off from the patches of burnt flesh, suspicious of the full scale of his quirk after their common enemy’s last parting words before chaos inevitably struck. but dabi merely snorted at the exchange between the two strangers behind the scheme of it all, which he would be impressed by but-- the kingdoms have been a shithole for the past couple of days and dabi was patient enough to wait things out. while every battle had a losing side and he wasn’t so weak that he’d choose to lose. the only plan now was to paint the underbelly of white with the color of blue. 

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くコ:彡 ~ As it turned out, a lot of these beasts had abilities of their own. 3 found themselves face-to-face with one that was assaulting them with cold winds and ice; such a thing was, of course, not good for a cold-blooded creature- especially during a fight. They were spraying ink in the other direction, trying to get enough of a path made to swim away through the madness and find another target, but they could feel their hearts beating slower than they had been before already. While they wouldn’t die from the cold alone, being unconscious during a fight generally was a bad idea.

The inkling, in a desperate attempt to warm themselves up, turned into their squid form once more and wrapped their tentacles around and latched onto the leg of… someone. They could tell from their appearance that they weren’t one of the monsters, and from their warmth that they were a mammal… that was all that really mattered right now.

“I’ll get off in a second, okay? I just don’t want to freeze!”

dabi was really anything but weak-- especially in a world where his quirk was unfortunately stripped away from him and leaving him with only less than half of his true strength. he hadn’t expect for things to turn out partially in his favor with his quirk returned to him whether it was temporary or not. anyone with one would be able to feel it surging through their fragile bodies. he wasn’t just their average beast anymore, returning to his normal form, which would have been fortunate if he wasn’t surrounded by vengeful beasts with abilities of their own with dabi was in the middle of it, interestingly enough. 

ice was the best opponent against his fire, a challenge that he was willing to take on while accepting that he would be putting himself in the midst of battle with full confidence that he will make it out unscathed. walls of flames surrounded the villain in order to shield himself from the shred of attacks in attempt to maneuver elsewhere to breathe. however a part of his leg was occupied by something rather sticky, which felt awfully distracting as his irritability grew silently.

      ☆—       “ ouch, that smarts. still don’t trust me, huh? ” he quipped in answer to the other’s doubts, clearly unfazed to spite his reply and maintaining that quirk of his lip, “ and here i thought we were friends. ” sarcasm clung to every syllable, it was practically dripping from his words. 

     the distrust was mutual, as he was sure they were both aware. good thing he didn’t have another crazy powerful noumu up his sleeve in this place, or they were going to have some issues. but for the sake of bettering their relationship to further his own goal, he’d have to let bygones be bygones– as if it were that easy. he couldn’t walk away whenever he wanted, because there was purpose in this little game of pretend he was playing, and it was bigger than him.

     pushing off his branch, wings spreading at his back, hawks dropped down before his cohort, rising to fold his arms, “ hooh? i’m not the one you needa worry about. but it’s as you said– it’s just an old book behind a few guards. what’s the worst that could happen? ” he had no issue treading lightly and quietly, but dabi, on the other hand, was a wildcard.

     they’d just have to see how it plays out, and with that thought in mind, he turned, “ well, we’d better get moving. day’s wastin’, and i wanna be home in time for dinner. ”

        “what did’ya expect? if i’m going to introduce you to the boss, gotta make sure you’re loyal first, hawks.” replied with the same casual tone, unbothered by the other’s words which was already pretty obvious. in comparison to the league though, hawks was possibly the only other person dabi would not mind conversing with for an extensive period. an amused chuckle escapes him, “just be glad i’m willing to tolerate you.” since they were working together and all, that wasn’t a direct threat coming from him either.

        sure, things would have been made easier if he had nomu comin’ with them or even twice, one dabi considered as a useful ally but on top of that, he and hawks were playing an insane game. they agreed to work together yet hawk’s true motive was still unknown to him, but he could also say the same for himself, which was the reason why dabi couldn’t fully trust him-- not yet. as far as he knew, hawks was already in this and it would be difficult for him to weasel his way out now.

       “you’re right, you’re not. but i’m sure you’re aware, i tend on making this easier for the both of us.” his lips curve into a smirk, slowly stirring up a plan in order to succeed in their quest. “and i’m expecting a fight, if that’s what it’s gonna take.” to refrain from wasting any more time talking, his wings flapped with his feet slowly descending off the ground with his new found ability as a draken in order to locate the quest area, assuming the other was following. 

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There was never anything interesting going on in the kingdom Monoma lived in. Once in a while, there will be new faces, new travelers that won’t stay for long. Either because they made off with what they wanted, or Sirens would get them. Either way, it was so boring to stick around there for too long. So of course the boy would swim in any body of water to see what else was around. Not swim too far from his kingdom. Not that he didn’t have enough confidence to to defend himself if something were to happen. Then again, it would depend of his attackers had something the boy could use against them. That was always a nifty expression to see- the look of shock when their own power or ability is used against them.

Though swimming in water where Monoma would find it difficult to swim away at full speed, he poke his head out from under water to to find someone who… well, was lost in his own thought. Staring down at the water. Contemplating his own life perhaps? A perfect moment to ruin that. After all, it isn’t as if this dragon-like being could do anything about it. That’s how confident the merman felt.

Sneaking up a little closer, the boy would speak loud enough to drag whatever thought laid around the other’s mind. “You knooooow…. there are other places to mope around. Someone could easily see you there and call you out on that. Like right now.~ You’ll make the whole forest kill itself with such a contemplative expression.~” He couldn’t help but keep his coy smile up, waiting in some anticipation of what the other would do next. It would be fire against water after all.

the kingdoms each had fallen to their own make of chaos. the mutterings of a dark lord rung about each street in ominous echoing, each previous resident of spirale suddenly overcome with the urge to fight once more. if one thing could be attributed to their time there, trapped upon whatever star they were, sephiroth could at least acknowledge that the makers of such a place knew how to inspire action.

once again, like ants charging along their hill the residents of spirale prepared themselves for battle. but whilst the chaos ensued, one faeken sat observant of the world from atop one of the rooftops above. he would have much rather watched all of those bugs squish themselves; watch spirale and its new shadow-like equals run each other into the dust of those new formed kingdoms. alas, he imagined himself to face his own sometime in the near future.

swooping down, he landed within a near-empty street; flames flickering from the base of one of the xalphina libraries. grand marble and stone engulfed in vicious flame, and from it emerged a scale-clad figure with smoke still feeding from his nostrils. sephiroth’s lips teased a slight smirk, though he remained still within the open space of the road. the very tips of his antler-like crown smouldering under the heat. 

“ so, have you melted the flesh away from your equal? or is this merely the warning message? “  ( *ﾟSC // @crematicnquirk

dabi had already decided that almost nothing in this particular world could surprise him and to be expected, the kingdoms had further fallen into chaos once more as the mysterious enemy that once sent them here decided it was time to drop one other surprise, to make the situation much more problematic than it needed to be. he appreciated that the makers of this world had the full potential to drive the people into panic but further making trouble for him did not grant dabi the same feeling. 

he was not going to let himself be defeated by a mere copy who also happened to be himself as well as he cannot be defeated; that was the conclusion that he was coming towards. no one knew him better than himself, after all. it wasn’t him being paranoid or frightened, far from it as the flames emitted from his own mouth surrounded the empty street from below as a sign of warning with little disregard of who potentially may be hiding there. 

disappearing into the gigantic cloud of smoke heavily occupying the area, he emerges to a cleaner area not to far from the wreck that was his doing, facing a familiar fae and not looking a least bit guilty about what just transpired back there. 

        “what a predicament you’ve placed in my path.” he growled, for no one to hear but himself. how clever of them, bringing in a pathetic copy to chase him down. one stare down did decide to happen with dabi in his full dragon form, one that is much larger than himself-- straight at the copy in it’s original form. if there’s one thing he knew, it was that no one knows you more than yourself, right? he wasn’t about to rush in blindly and try to destroy it because that could only result in him losing the battle quickly, especially when he had a habit of overdoing it and he had the scars to further prove that issue. 

        what an interesting predicament that he’s in, thinking of how he could counter himself. dabi was now on the defense as opposed to the offense now, considering the difference in their appearance but while they possessed the same abilities as before, that may not seem as a disadvantage on his end.

he would have already imagined everyone had become scattered all across the map after the world had apparently “ended” and they were shifted elsewhere entirely. this was only just an attempted guess but dabi suspected that he was correct for the most part. even for him, there was no indication of the correct way to go but at least he got some sort of a grasp on the situation at hand. 

dabi wasn’t adamant on following rules, so exploring his surroundings would be the first thing on his agenda. given his look, it wasn’t exactly subtle but that was a good reason to wander across the murky waters of the swamps late at night. his blue, dragon-like eyes had given him the strange ability to see much more easily through the darkness and only then he was able to make out an individual and with a hint of blonde strings of hair.