DRA GE, YU BO

my muse’s reaction to your muse - // accepting{in relation to this}

He laughs - a nasty, twisted growl of a laugh, feeling his claws curl around each of the former Baron’s wrists. Skolas had every thought in his mind to slowly dismember him, seeking the pleasure of his pained yelps. But he doesn’t.The Kell could find use in him yet, even if it meant simply making Khorrvis submit until he was a mindless whelp like the rest of his subjugated wolves.“Death doesn’t cling to me. I am unbreakable.” He returns, hissing back down at the other. He turns his head away - wretching angrily at the feeling of Khorrvis’s spit splashing against his face. The larger wastes no time in yanking him away from the wall and up into the air, a firm hand clasped hard around Khorrvis’s windpipe.

my muse’s reaction to your muse - // accepting✘ = hugging them

It’s an instant, visceral reaction. He doesn’t care if the Guardian isn’t prepared - the Kell picks one leg up, stomps it down to ground himself, and then promptly kicks his leg out to get rid of the being that has attempted to latch on to him.

my muse’s reaction to your muse - // accepting☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them

The Kell is immediately threatening the other - snarling with his scorch cannon aimed accordingly. Though his voice may sound strangled, he speaks much like Variks.

my muse’s reaction to your muse - // accepting❂ = wiping blood off their face

He chitters - coming from an Eliksni of his size, however, it sounds more like a slight threat than something else. Kneeling, he eyes the other -- wary of his blades but otherwise trusting.

Skolas, rumbling -- 

He regards the other with intense scrutiny - not hesitating at all to swing his scorch cannon around at the Guardian.

@kellcfkells continued from ask;

glancing at the gun that lay metres from her hand only briefly, she looked at the Fallen above her.

“ i never asked for this, to be revived to defend humanity. the day they finally let me die, is the day i will be in bliss. “

He bellows - finding her incessant pleas amusing. Barking out laughter, he crouches with a set of hands propped on his knees. “Yu kles e ze. Liiiight....” He reaches, grabbing her by the neck to lift her skyward.