Electric Siblings

Yes that is right, we are not dead!

In actual news, we will be rebooting this blog and we will see what happens from there. We have a lot of things in store for you all so I hope you stay tuned! The blog and the characters will undergo a few changes.

Technically there will be a time skip of sorts, but all of the details and everything will slowly release over time through various means such as drabbles and possibly even RPs while we work on getting the blog set up.

Ugh, he’s talking… She frowned, looking away as he spoke. It really did seem like he meant no harm, but the scars and irritation of their last meeting still remained. She clicked her tongue, taking a swig of her drink, the effects immediately putting her into a stupor. The praise was nice, but… Well, she’d at least give him her name.

“Claudia.” She stated. “Claudia Ivora.” She took another swig of her drink, her eyes and body drooping instantly from feeling the effects. 

“En’ ‘Ah don’ need ya’ ta’ zing m’ praizez… Ya’ soun’ like a damn bootlic’er…” She took another swig, slamming the half-full cup on the counter. “En’ I don’ wan’ ya’ buyin’ m’ nut'in’! Imma’ grown woman, dammi’! I can buy m’ own drink!”

“Pleasure to officially meet you, Claudia. I’m Evren, don’t really have a last name, but if you insist on one just use Multi. It’s my species but most people don’t realize that.”

He chuckles slightly and takes another swig of his drink, practically finishing it this time and ordering another. She didn’t seem to take her alcohol too well, not too surprising considering her size and how young she was. It was rather funny to watch, especially with the thick accent she had.

“I’m no bootlicker. But when someone as old as me is given a run for their money by someone as young as you, they have got to have some real talent. I’m gonna level with you for a second, I’m not from here so I didn’t exactly know who you were when I first showed up to that village, but I could tell you were a good fighter. After that, I found out who you were. Demon Knight Ivora. Pretty grandiose name if you ask me. Buuuuut, not quite the level of what I was called back when I did a lot of fighting.”

Starter for @electric-siblings·· (Evren)

”Tch,” Claudia didn’t bother hiding her annoyance at seeing the man again, letting out an annoyed click of her tongue. If there was anything she could take solace in it was the fact that she was currently traveling on her own and not on official business for her family’s army. Still, seeing him at the tavern didn’t make the beer taste any better.

“Can you jus’… drink at za’ other end of za’ building? Or ou'side?” She hissed, the alcohol already shortening her fragile temper. 

Evren turned to see Claudia. He was rather surprised to see her there, but it was a welcome surprise nonetheless. He was half tempted to mess with her again like last time, however, seeing how she already seemed irritated it might be better not to mess with her more. That and she seemed rather tipsy.

He took a big gulp of his own drink and turned to face her, he wasn’t affected by the alcohol just yet. 

one / name /. Chain/Chip (Though usually Chain) two /  birthday.  June 23 three / zodiac sign.  Cancer four /  height.  6′1″ (ish, I honestly don’t know my exact height) five  /  hobbies. Video games, Roleplay, Card Games, Biking, Board Games six /  favourite colors. Dark Green seven / favourite books. Haven’t read a book in ages honestly eight  /  last song listened to. Aria of the Soul (Smash Ultimate Version) nine  /  last film watched. Avengers: Endgame ten  /  inspiration for muse.  Honestly, I have no clue. Evren is a bit of a mish-mash of everything from Marvel to Persona, he’s a bit of everything   eleven  / dream job. Not 100% sure. Working in a BSL lab with the CDC is basically what I’m currently going to school for though twelve  / meaning behind your url. Pretty straightforward. Two siblings, who both have electrical capabilities. Electric Siblings.

Tagged by: @roanarch (Thanks! I tend to be super forgetful about things so sorry for taking so long)

“Well, I’d be glad to learn anything that makes my job easier.”

Most of these challenges she simply barreled through by virtue of her natural resistance to divine power, but she’d be a fool to ignore helpful advice.

“Gods aren’t so impressive when you know their strengths and weaknesses, are they?”

He nods. Despite what they try to tell you, gods almost always have a weakness, and even when they don’t there are ways to circumvent their laws somehow.

“Good. You didn’t owe them your loyalty simply because they decided to force existence upon you.”

She took Evren’s hand and shook it firmly.

“I’m called Zynnia Godhunter. I doubt there’s much you can teach me, but I’ve been surprised before.”

“Zynnia Godhunter, it’s a pleasure to meet you. A very literal name I see, though I can’t say I’m much different. After all, Multi is what my species is called.” He chuckled and shook his head. Well, at least she did seem friendly after all.

“In my experience, nature can regulate itself just fine, even on the metaphysical level. Even if some areas do require an intelligence behind them, mortals are more than capable of performing the task themselves, either during their finite lifespans or as a spirit.

“For example, many reapers, those who guide the recently dead to the afterlife, are themselves mortal spirits.”

“I’m well aware of that fact. I was one myself before I took a path similar to yours.”

He paused for a moment. He was partially tempted to try and persuade her to stop in some way. However, he knew full well that there wouldn’t be much one can say to sway someone with such strong opinions. Hell, if he could time travel and tell himself not to do what he has done his old self wouldn’t change his actions or thoughts. 

“Perhaps I should introduce myself before I go much further.” He steps from the shadows and removed his hood. “I’m Evren Multi. A species originally created by gods to protect them and serve as extra hands to help them in godly duties. That is until many of us rebelled against the notion of being forced to serve under them. I understand where you are coming from with your ideals. But I also know that path leads to a lot of pain, not just for the gods you’ve killed. I know there isn’t much I can do to convince you, so I won’t bother trying. Rather I simply want to get to know you a bit. Perhaps I can help guide you to avoid the pitfalls I had fallen into”

A small sigh escaped his lips. The robot reminded him much of himself when he was out doing the same. It was rather odd now, looking on from the outside into someone with the same ideals. Perhaps she could do better than he did. Or perhaps worse. Even still he was curious to probe her further on the topic.

Have the means to return here or… elsewhere? What is that supposed to mean?

Zimra couldn’t blame them for being suspicious and concerned. After all, a stranger showing up out of nowhere, giving a warning that barely slipped away from being a threat, would be enough to put many people on edge. Who knew how trustworthy they’d be either? If anything, they could be part of the problem, or have just fabricated it. 

But she had to try. 

“At least let me help. I don’t want to see the both of you get jumped.”

If her arrival didn’t seem suspicious before, it was sure to now, made more so by how Evren responded to the rogue’s approach. Pushing Valerie behind him, staring her down so coldly; it would be clear to any onlooker that they weren’t friends by any means. 

And then the red head spoke up, a proclamation of bravery for those nearby to hear. Looking down at the young lady, Zimra gave a slight smile, one that echoed defeat more than pleasantry. So much for not sticking out. 

Movement caught in her peripheral, the rogue turned, focus on it more than the travelling duo. Like night and day, the friendly, if not a bit worried, expression she held when speaking with Evren disappeared, replaced by a harsher glare. 

“‘Scuse me sir, is this lady giving you trouble?”

“Oh that’s rich,” Zimra mumbled. 

A quick turn on his heels made Evren face the new figure. Yet another person who could possibly hurt Valerie. Though perhaps he was being a bit too overprotective, even though he didn’t want Valerie to be hurt he shouldn’t be so hostile to someone who was trying to help. He glanced back over to the woman to see her giving a sour face towards the newcomer. He wasn’t sure which of them to trust, or if he should even trust either of them at all. Perhaps this was all some sort of setup to lul them into a false sense of security with one of them just to try and mug them later on down the line.

Even still, he leaned more towards trusting the woman as she at least seemed trying to ensure the safety of him and Valerie. The other seemed to come out of nowhere as though they were capitalizing on an opportunity.

He sighed slightly and changed to a more relaxed pose as he moved back towards Zimra, pulling Valerie along.

“No no, we are quite alright. I thought for a moment she might try something but it seems I misjudged her is all. Thank you for your concern.”

Another look back at the woman as he gave her a look as though to tell her that he trusted her, but that she better not stab him in the back.