Nov 25, 2020
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A small gift for a friend 💕 Welcoming back my faceless look, because faces give me the most damn trouble! Anywho! Hope everyone’s day is going well!
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Selene could feel the sorcerer arrive even before he stepped out of his portal. Two large bears were immediately by the sorcerer and growling threateningly at him. Even with a calming touch from her they still were watching him with caution.
"Shang Tsung, what do I owe the pleasure of your company today?" She knew well about the sorcerer and while she welcomed all to her home, some would have many eyes watching them for signs of danger.
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A shrug of his shoulder as a mischievous grin fell across his features. He had no real reason to, perhaps just out of shear curiosity to see if the boss man would accept. Maybe it was just to see him flush, since word of mouth went on to say that Shang easily did so. It’s an interesting little sight, to see Outwolrd’s most powerful sorcerer turn all red in the face over something like a kiss. So Erron turns up the charm that worked on all the other fellas back home.
“Just thinkin’ with all the good I’ve done, a hardworkin’ man like myself deserves a nice kiss for a job well done.” He flicks up his hat with a devilish little grin. “Of course, you’re free to decline. You are the boss after all.” Finishing his words with a wink.
“A serpent lights the ancient sky, a threat of tainted stars. Evil stirs and in its wake the souls of mortals sway.”
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the sorcerer's quiet as he enters the jinsei chamber; footfalls just barely echoing. "... raiden?" he speaks just as quietly as his entrance was quiet--not wanting to disturb the mostly calm atmosphere of the place. "are you in here?"
He feels his approach. He arises from his meditative state, focus shifting on the sorcerer. Though his gaze does not follow, vacantly looking into the jinsei.
“ Shang Tsung. “ He answers, letting his presence be known. His tone stays composed, yet almost mellows out when uttering the name. There’s still some soft spots that gets Raiden, despite the most recent darker persona that took him over. “ Is there anything that you needed ? “
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Shang chuckles. "Ever the motherly, I wouldn't be surprised if she latches onto this egg as well." He approaches her, looking for the hybrid babies. "I'll take it theyre gorgeous?"
“Oh, quite gorgeous. You really must see. As well, they all seem healthy, as far as I can tell.”
Bing was getting ready to guard the babies, until she recognized Shang and who he was. Ah, the familiar scent of Shang who has visited quite a few times before, and even a tinge of Bishop’s scent left on him. She opened her wings with a coo and stepped back to show him the recently hatched babies. There they were, a small, beautiful clutch of four winged, long bodied hybrids. They all seemed to take some traits from both the wyvern and the amphiptere.
“She was so excited to finally be a mother herself. Her pregnancy was surprisingly well for her, too. Though, I think she has been missing Bishop.”
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A statue of the Kahn, hewn from the coldest of stone, would have regarded the sorcerer with more warmth than the Edenian herself. As a matter of fact, were it up to her? He wouldn’t be standing before her, a snake dancing obediently in his wicker basket as he waited for the opportunity to strike... oh, no. His corpse would be sprawled next to that of Shao Kahn’s, though his wounds would be far more plentiful. Kitana’s fury was a cold thing seated in the pit of her stomach as she deigned a glare an appropriate thing to aim at the sorcerer.
She’d aim her fanblades at his jugular, were it not for vows made to hear him out.
“Give me one good reason why I should spare you, sorcerer.”
The disdain in her tone would have to do, cutting thing that it was.