#err508

)(eyyy! Me and @err508 are having tea beshore our get together. 38P

So!! I've posted about sol/lux (the pink guy) having a pharyngeal jaw and being able to mimic sounds. This guy is built for luring unsuspecting creatures over and then ambushing them.

She's unsurprisingly carnivorous, and she prefers her meats with the bones still in them. Pass them over to her like you'd give the undesired toppings of a burger over pleaaaaaase

Seadwellers in that verse are at their happiest/healthiest when they've got weight on them! Lux had taken the time to regain that weight while she was still heiress, and now Sol is ensuring they remain that healthy- especially now that the Nefarious Cursed Wound is gone

Captor ( @two2day ), on the other hand, wants to chew things as little as possible!! he prefers his meals in liquid or paste form, but if neither is available he will quite literally just swallow the thing whole like a snake. His diet is very fruit heavy, his teeth are mostly for breaking through the shells of fruit.

He's got no back jaw like Sol/Lux, but his regular jaw is able to unhinge for the aforementioned snake-like eating.

Sol

I feel like if I tell her that seals make me hungry she’ll never forgive me, for real.

Lux

This is only natural with how often I mistook his beast icon for my own.

Captor

"How is she doing?"

The medicullers parted as you entered, giving you view of TIUSTA INVITICUS' body. It looked in much better shape than it did when you last saw her, in the midst of a duel to the death with the proclaimed murderer of her late husband.

Though, if you were being honest, it was surprising how willing she was to accept her own death. It's got you curious, so you've decided to bring her back.

"Stable. She should wake in a matter of hours." One of the docterrors replied, to which you nodded towards the exit.

"Then give us the room, please."

There was a pause, concerned glances exchanged.

"Not to question your judgment, my empress, but are you sure? From the information we've been given she's quite unpredictable."

"I'm sure. Room, pretty please."

You smiled as they funneled out of the room, informing you they were just down the hall should you need any assistance. How sweet.

Once you were sure they'd departed you took a seat, watching the steady rhythm of her heartbeat on the monitor.

You don't know how much time passes before she's bucking her restraints, metal groaning and warping until she's snapped free. Her wide eyes scan the room, a mixture of disbelief and rage coloring her expression, and then they settle on you.

"YOU."

She pushed herself upright, smoke pouring from her nostrils. You make no movement from your chair as she crosses the space, dragging medical equipment with her, before she takes hold of your arm.

"YOU SPOIL THE POINT OF THE TRIAL." She practically hissed as she spoke "IF I HAVE LOST, THEN THAT SHOULD BE THE END OF THINGS. WHY AM I HERE?"

You pay no mind to her intensity, nor do you pay any mind to the way her hand warped the metal of your arm.

This was one body out of countless, after all.

"I couldn't just let you die." You finally answered.

"IT'S WHAT I WANTED." You're shoved back as she releases her hold on your arm, teeth gritted.

"Aw. You don't mean that."

You rise from your seat, mechanical locs slithering around to set the various toppled medical equipment upright.

"I DO NOT SPEAK IN FALSEHOODS. A NOVEL CONCEPT TO YOU ALTERNIANS, I'M SURE."

The mechanical appendages soon change target once the room is corrected, constricting around the alien before you.

She thrashed as you lifted and set her back in the medical pod basin, managing to tear one from your scalp in the process.

Your smile remained.

"This will pass, and you'll be glad I made the call I did."

Sparks flew from the exposed wiring in your scalp, the rest of your hair dutifully returning to your side.

The feed of a small arena appeared with a familiar silhouette holding a trident standing across from a much larger alien wielding twin hammers.

“—One sec, I'm not recording yet!”

Lux’s voice cut in, hand going out into frame to halt the combatants.

“The date of this recording is the third night of the third Bilunar Perigee. And, uhhh.." There's a pause, the feed shifts downwards towards a holographic screen buzzing with information "Ah! Tolight we are overseeing Invictus v. Xinera , the plaintiff has requested trial by combat as her means of recourse. Good luck, ladies!"

The feed pans back to the arena and the large winged figure, Tiusta, swinging for Sefoni. She blocked the first blow with her trident before the second struck her square in the stomach, sending her flying across the arena.

Mechanical locs slithered in and out of frame, Lux typing away at the holographic keyboard.

“And there she goes..” he hums "Y'know, if you paused that you'd probably get a really funny frame."

Sefoni didn’t get much breathing room as she was knocked aside once again, slamming into the back of the wall with a sharp thud as a crack formed against the impact zone.

A click of the tongue– or at least the simulated sound of it. The locs type faster "Note to self… repairs needed."

As the fight went on it seemed as though she was being tossed around like a ragdoll, her trident long since abandoned across the ring as she was grabbed by the head and slammed against the ground again and again. The camera position changes Sefoni is held down by her throat as fire cascades out of Tiusta’s throat onto Sefoni, the camera quickly cuts back to another angle.

“CATALYST, YOU PROMISED ME THAT I SHALL HAVE A BATTLE WITH THE WARRIOR WHO HAS SLAIN MY HUSBAND USIL AND YOUR SO CALLED 'GRAND' HIGHBLOOD. YET ALL I SEE BEFORE ME IS A PATHETIC WAIF NOT LONG FOR THIS WORLD. I GROW TIRED OF YOUR GAMES, YOU WILL TAKE RESPONSIBILITY SO- HRCK.”

Her words were cut off as Sefoni’s fist embedded itself into her stomach, causing her to double over before being met with a kick to the side of her head, sending her sliding across the arena.

Sefoni stood there with an ear to ear grin as the burns and bruises healed at an unnaturally fast rate, looking towards one of the cameras briefly before lunging back into the fray.

“Finally.” A long sigh "It was about time she started taking this seriously!"

Tiusta was on the back foot as each swing was dodged until Sefoni catches one in her hand wrenches the hammer out of her hands. Sefoni twirls it around in her hand easily as she hops back from another swing by the warrior queen.

“You put a lot of power into your blows, but you’re too slow~”

One swing for the stomach again and another for the head, swing after swing seem to miss as Sefoni continued to deftly weave between them. Tiusta let out another plume of flame from her throat as Sefoni dove beneath her to avoid the flames.

Like a cat, Sefoni at this point seems to be messing her prey until she grows bored of it. Her fins flicked back as she drove her hand into Tiusta’s mid section as silver blood ran down her arm.