( kylie verzosa, thirty-four, female, she/her ) β Look who it is! If you take a look at our database, youβll find that SYRAX/ SANGHAYA CORTEZ is a a/n CARTOGRAPHER that works in SECTOR 5. According to the file, theyβre a mutant with the power of DRAGON ELEMENT MANIPULATION + DRACONIC INTELLIGENCE. That must be why theyβre SELF DRIVEN and HAUGHTY. If you ask me, they remind me of a culmination of desire, wit used to mock and comment on the world, a morality far from clear, nails as pale as a dragon's hide, a rumored immunity to fire. They are affiliated with NOBODY.
ARMAGEDDONβS TASK 001:Β INTRODUCTIONS
basic information:
character name: syrax ( used by close friends + dragonkin) / lee sangah
how do they feel about living in sol city? have they always lived there or did they travel from another settlement? sangah has a love-hate relationship with sol city. she's fascinated by the various groups of mutants that roam its landscapes as well as the change of topography from the meteorite's influence. but as someone who was raised by dragons, sangah is used to a nomadic lifestyle and the freedom it presents.
do they trust the councilβs leadership?Β why or why not? sangah doesn't trust anything or anyone that is NOT of dragon descent. they never have her best interests in mind.
if they chose their sector and profession, why did they make that choice? if they didnβt, why not? were they happy with their assignment or not? for sangah, knowledge is power and what's more powerful than having the key (rather maps) to the city?
whatβs one object that they always keep on their person? gold nail polish.
(mutant only section)
what is your characterβs ability (or abilities)? dragon element manipulation + draconian intelligence
are they gen i or gen ii? gen ii
what can your character do? what are their strengths? sangah can transform her body into a dragon; resulting in the use of her respective elements ( water and earth ); both she inherited from her parents. she can also gain wisdom and knowledge from other dragons using her cognizant resonance.
what canβt they do? what are their weaknesses? limited to the use of elements used by water and earth dragons. when using her draconian intellect sangah is left unconscious, which leaves her vulnerable to physical attacks.
is there anything else youβd like to specify about them? more will later be determined
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βit is I! your eldest and most precious daughter; come bearing gifts!β giggled syrax as she carried a pot of mandrake plants. and of course, a mutated swordfish trapped within a block of ice. βyes, let me see the baby!β
"i know how much you want to get out there, but i brought you home plenty to chew on in the meantime." just to prove it, he sets one large cut of meat on the table. the rest is tucked carefully into the freezer. "you really should be taking it easy, love."
βit's not fair!β whines syrax, legs propped up on a pillow to ease the puffiness of her swollen ankles. wouldn't be long until these babies of hers wreck havoc onto the world. hehe. just the way she liked it. minions galore! βfish!β she excitedly squeals, making grabby hands towards the sizeable cut. giddy at the thought of having sushi with wasabi. βfine, I shall accept your humble offering.β
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"Heavens to Betsy." Scotty replied practically flinching back. This is way they lecture about stranger danger in school. The stranger was stunning but ....terrfiying.Scotty opened the door slowly. "When you said rip it off- you don't mean my head right?"
βwho is betsy and why are you praying to her?β the dragoness questioned, eyes narrowing in confusion over the colloquial phrasing. syrax choosing to ignore it as she climbs into the vehicle post haste. nose wrinkling at the lingering scent of roast beef. βI meant the door. you're my chauffeur. you're pretty useless without a head.β
"No. I just thought it would be fun to rearrange the bones in their neck. I'm thinking it's the next big fashion statement." Despite his tiredness Wick manages a chuckle at her antics. "The meat does me no good. I've taken all I need from them. But if you're hungry," his hands spread in a supplicating gesture, "Feel free." He still does not like that she is in here so close to him when he is like this. "Haven't you heard? I'm Sol-Cities chief operating officer. There's no rest for this mutant generator. That means that you need to be as far away from me as possible. Generators require more energy than you have to give."
βthese twig like things? youβll be lucky if they last a day.β commented syrax in jest, brushing off her uncle's sarcasm with her own brand of whimsy and nonchalance; far too accustomed to his exhaustion βunfortunately. βI'll never understand a mutation that refuses to enjoy the consumption of meat. does life force even have a particular flavor? what if it's something like licorice? or worse honeydew melon?!β the dragoness continued to rant, tail hoisting up the limp bodies before choosing to collide them into the nearest surface. for fun. the sheer impact downright brutal for anyone who wasn't used to a dragon's cruelty. her eyes then narrowing until nothing but pitch black irises could be seen. βwell, they need to find a new one. and I'm not leaving. santi will have to drag me out by the tail. even then I'll go out fighting.β threatened sanghaya, meaning every word.
Scotty had a tendency to drive when he couldn't sleep. Sometimes that shadow guy shows up and rambles on utopia. Doesn't get the whole power grid thing despite him having some mastery. So there scotty was sitting in his truck in the middle of a storm. He did pause when he saw a figure pass by. He rolled down the windows
"Little frigid to be outside-" Scotty said in a voice louder than necessary. "Do you need a ride back?" He asked, even though it was fairly obvious walking might be slightly faster.
reptilian eyes are the first thing to greet the stranger. syrax gauging the necessity of interaction in this mayhem of a storm. and while she rather be by her lonesome; enjoying her freshly procured snacks, the dragoness figures her leather bound feet could use the respite. with a curt nod, she marches towards the truck, leaving forceful gaps of sleet in her wake. within minutes, she arrives, toggling the door's handle. βhurry up or I'll rip it off!β
"you're warm enough where you are, aren't you? tell me the instant you aren't. you know i'll be over quicker than you can blink." who can blame a father for being worried? especially given the circumstances.
βI'm as snug as a bug in a rug.β laughs syrax, swaddling her two pups in wool to keep them warm. while santiago may suffer due to the extreme cold, sanghaya has a better temperament due to her water attribute. βyou should be more focused on your husband. they're overworking him.β she adds through gritted teeth, annoyance flashing temporarily in her eyes when moving about her lair.
"You shouldn't be in here." Two bodies lay in the corner of the room, their necks at uneven angles. Even with their blood sloshing around in their stomach Warwick was still exhausted, his own energy pushed to the breaking point. Instead of a couple of times a week he was forced to come in every eight hours. Eight on. Eight off. He would never intentionally hurt Santi's daughter, but if things took a turn... he shakes his head, affection bubbling beneath the seriousness of his tone, "I'm serious. You need to leave. Now." @dragonkcn
it's not her first rodeo, so to speak. but she can understand the concern woven into warwick's voice. nevertheless, syrax is hardheaded by nature. a fact the soft hearted kaiju should have realized by now as her arms outstretch before crossing over her fabric and scaled covered chest. βdid you eat them?β sanghaya questions, poking the deceased ( or what she assumes to be ) with her tail. βyou always told me not to waste my food but look at you, playing with yours. for shame!β she then gasps dramatically. βand why are you working on everyone's day off?β
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location: actually anywhere . . . i'll roll with whatever < 3
synopsis: nothing truly set . . . abel just loves to yap :/ indulge him, give him someone that'll match his energy < 3
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β β itβs always β why did you go out in the storm β and β you're soaking wet β but never how was the storm, the storm looked fun, was it fun ? you'd think that they'd bore themselves with such repetitive questions ! β
βhow high were you flying? was it during a thunderstorm? my dad hates when I fly out during those.β now more than ever now that syrax was carrying precious cargo. sanghaya finding the concern egregious due the fact she's never been struck by lightning in her young draconian life! βbuzzkills, all of them!β
` She purses her lips and nods, sighing softly. "Can you like, smell if its real gold or whatever?" she asks, holding the cufflinks to Syrah expectantly, shaking them like you would a treat in front of a dog- although there's no disrespect meant in the gesture, it's just how the two express their fondness for each other. "They're for my Grandpa's birthday- he likes the simple things, you know that" a slight pout capturing her features as she recalls how her Grandfather rejects the flamboyance herself and her mother try to adorn him with- preferring clean lines and soft fabrics as opposed to silks and velvets.
had anyone else posed this particular question, they would have found themselves flying head first into the nearest wall. but since this was her best friend (her very best); the playful inquiry washed off sanghaya's shoulders like sparkly dewdrops. βyeah, I just don't want to mess up my makeup.β laughs the dragoness, who has grown accustomed to the composition thanks to her father's hoarding. gold being syrax's first playmate before anyone or anything else in life. βbut from here, it seems off. might be more bronze. people have oftened mixed the components to shortsell their customers.β sanghaya explains, eyes scanning the store for a proper gift the patriarch of the ryu clan would like. spotting a jade wristwatch to replace the dupe.
Gabs & ? || Location: a shopping mall in central Sol City
` She stands at the counter, holding up two different sets of cufflinks- analysing them carefully with a critical eye. One set are polished silver tigers, encrusted with small gems for the eyes, delicate and detailed. The other, twin flames in burnished gold, layered with different golds that shine and reflect under the fluorescent lights. "Hm" she muses softly, turning them both this way and that "I don't know which i like more" She glances to the person next to her, not apologising for being present nor moving out of their way- continuing to take up space as she tries to make her decision.
βyou can never go wrong with gold. if that even is the real thing.β answers the female dragoness in earnest; busy devouring an oversized glass of shrimp cocktails. her toned arms already burdened with various bags; syrax preparing for her clutch, refusing to have her children in anything but the best. and thankfully, it was all on santiago's dime. perks of being a pampered princess of a revolutionary. βbesides, I can get you way better gems than those tiny trinkets.β syrax cackles, nearly scaring an attendant to death while flashing a fanged smile.
FROM: ALEX WARNER
TO: OPEN STARTER [ 0 / 3 ]
LOCATION: sector#
going back to the scene of destruction is probably not the best idea; at least, not a common one. clean-up is not part of their job description after all, it's just protecting the city. however, knowing the extent of impact it might have on people's lives- alex feels too guilty to stay at home. he doesn't know if his presence will help, though he will try his hand at it. maybe he will be able to help, or act as a target board for their frustration. only time will tell. "helloβΒ i really am terribly sorry about all of this." they are tactful enough not to gesture towards the elephant in the room. "but i promise i will talk to the council as soon as i can β" his words are genuine, lips pursed, head leaning down in a brief bow.
the destruction in syrax's opinion is minimal. nothing compared to what the dragoness could do in the dullest of times. nevertheless, she feigns concern while kicking around pebbles (or what she considers as such) in response to the crusader's reassurance. since this has nothing to do with her or her loved ones. besides, her lair is one of the sturdier structures in sol city. reinforced by earth magic, a skill long passed from dragon to dragon. it would take a lot more from whatever caused this to put a dent in her walls or ceilings. βuh huh. well, good luck with that.β teases the gorgeous cartographer. syrax's eyes now transfixed on a motorcycle that would no doubt make soren's day. her hands reaching to lift a slab of concrete before remembering she's not alone. βokay, go console someone else now.β she declares, waving off the goody two shoes.
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"believe it? no... i keep thinking i'll wake up one of these days." there's a wistful note to his tone, but more than anything else there's warmth and joy. "although i don't expect you'll be able to fit on my shoulders anymore, mija. you'll have to pass on the torch to my grandchildren. i'm sure they'll take after you," he finishes, lip curling with a smile. a blessing and a curse, to be certain.
βhate to break to you, old man but this is your reality.β snickered syrax with glee, reminiscent of a cartoon villainess or at least, a caricature of herself. the depiction heinous yet downright silly. βI can do it! in this form I am still small!β argued the golden dragoness, working her way onto santiago's shoulder. the best she could doβ was settle for a potato sack like posture, nevertheless, she proved her point. βvictory is mine! and shall be passed down for generations!β wiggled sanghaya, finally hopping off him. albeit a bit slowly thanks to the babies in her belly. busy as ever as though they too enjoyed the show.
"i'm sure that's one of them!" he taps helpfully, watching as she goes through the assortment to find her craving. he's glad that he ended up getting everything they had... once she's finished one craving, she's likely to just move onto the next. draconic appetites are something to behold. "and if there's anything missing, all you have to do is say the word."
the cackle that slips past syrax is downright heinous. almost villainous in nature as she expertly tears apart a cinnamon roll. razor sharp talons operating in lieu of forks and knives. this is the best! the brunette awkwardly signs, struggling because of the sugary glaze. but that's nothing to the dragoness, who is happy for the influx of sugar. wishing her kids felt the same. why must they make her eat healthily?
