#kyzano

Zano: *knocks out my Wardancer* YES!

Me: RUDE. What have my Wardancers ever done to you?

Zano: DO YOU NEED A FUCKIN' LIST

Me: YES, actually!

Zano: They've injured so many of my people!

Me: "We should do a game with all the enemies as Bismarck at some point."

Zano: "I cannot believe you just said that."

Zano: *three minutes of talking about how I stabbed them in the back and betrayed them*

Me: "Paps your face."

Zano: "Get your flipper off my face."

Nano: "Axolotls do not have flippers!"

Zano: "Get your fin. Off mah face."

Me: "Removes fin from your face."

Me: "and then puts it on your nose."

Zano: "Oh, my gods."

Me: "And BOOPS it."

Zano: "Excuse me, 911? I'd like to file a, uh, harassment claim? This bitch. This bitch just put her fin on my nose. Booped it, one might say."

Zano: *five seconds of silence*

I will base myself on fic I read and from what I remember from the movies and books... because even if I love Flerumione, I still do not like the whole story of Harry Potter...

The character i least understand: For what I read so far... hmmm dunno maybe Snape?? I read fic where he is nice, bad... I do not know what to think about him ahah

Interactions i enjoyed the most: Harry and Hermione as siblings, they have the best chemistry

The character who scares me the most: I have no idea XD I am not sure what to say.

The character who is mostly like me: I still do not know... ahah... really... someone can tell me for me?? XD

Hottest looks character: Fleur DELACOURRRRRRRR

One thing i dislike about my fave character: She was so vain in the forth book :(

One thing i like about my hated character: NOTHING

A quote or scene that haunts me: the Ronmion kiss is my worst nightmare

A death that left me indifferent: Sirius Black or Voldemort (I told you I don’t like the main plotline haha)

A character i wish died but didn’t: RONNNN

Coming Home - Arkose

The Shadowdancer shakes their head, water scattering from their hair. The last of the water drains from the airlock and their gills flick closed, respiratory systems switching and adjusting. Their glow fades, and their eyes’ protective layer flicks back into place. The room falls into complete darkness.

They wrap their hands around the metal wheel in front of them and turn it with a degree of effort, the groan of long-unused locks turning and releasing. The door swings open with a long creak, before falling silent and leaving no sounds but the dripping of water.

The Shadowdancer steps through the airlock and takes a breath. The air is stale and thick; the taste of metal fills their lungs. They reach for a flare from their sylladex, lighting it and holding it in front of them to see. An eerie red glow colours the room before them. They step forwards, further into the base.

The flare doesn’t illuminate much of the base, but the Shadowdancer can see enough to get an idea of the contents; sofas and chairs adorn one side of the room along with an old computer and what looks like a record player. A kitchen area is on the left, complete with a fridge-freezer, and the Shadowdancer wrinkles their nose as they consider the idea of food lurking in there after all this time. They step through a doorway and notice a respiteblock through another doorway. That isn’t their objective, though, and they open another bulkhead to reveal a staircase leading downwards.

They take the steps slowly, almost slipping on one which has grown wet and algae-covered from a constant drip from the ceiling. It hasn’t flooded the place, so the Shadowdancer guesses that it was likely to be the internal water supply, rather than a hole to the outside. They reach the bottom of the stairs and turn, their flare illuminating a pair of inactive hydrogen cells. As they approach, the smell of stagnant water hits them.

A power box adorns one wall and they approach, flicking the various switches. There’s no immediate response, so they drop their flare and pull out a pack of fuses, replacing each one in turn. After the last one is replaced, they place a battery into the panel and flick the fuses on again. There’s no immediate response again, but then they’re struck by the sound of rushing water. They panic, turning to face the hydrogen cells – only to see them draining the stagnant water, and beginning to pull in new water from outside. The cells blink into life, and lights flicker on. They smile.

They leave the flare burning and walk back up the stairs, mindful of the algae-covered step. They seal the bulkhead again, cutting off the sound of rushing water and leaving naught but the faint humming of power.

Or, rather, it would leave naught but the faint humming of power, if it wasn’t for the sound of music. The Shadowdancer blinks in surprise and steps through into the main room. In the corner, the record player has jumped into life, and has resumed playing. Jazz fills the Enforcer’s lair, for the first time in centuries.

Rules: Answer the following and tag 10 followers you want to know better. Tagged by: @arcianmartell

Name: Dax.

Birthday: 12th of February.

Gender: Female.

Relationship Status: In a relationship with the lovely @nanocyte

Favorite Color: Purple or pink.

Pets: Do farm animals count? About 8 chickens, and more recently, a ginger kitten called George. Sleep: I feel exactly the same regardless of whether I get 6 hours of sleep or 10 hours of sleep. The only difference is how much effort it takes to get out of bed. Type of Phone: Oh god. I’m the worst. I have a Nokia 6303 Classic. I keep meaning to upgrade to a smartphone, but I never go out anywhere where I’d need one.

Love or Lust: ??? is my honest reaction to that. I’m...honestly not sure if I’m familiar with lust at all. Is that just...physical desire? Because if so...meh. Let’s say Love, but, ???

Lemonade or Iced Tea: Lemonade. 

Cats or Dogs: Cats.

A Few Best Friends or Lots of Casual Friends: A few best friends, probably? I have more friends now than I’ve had at any point in my life, with around 10 or so...most of whom I don’t talk to nearly enough. Sorry, the 7 of you I don’t talk to much! I still like you!

Coke or Pepsi: I quite honestly can’t tell a lot of difference; Coke is fizzier, I guess, so let’s say Coke.

Wild Night Out or Romantic Night In: Both have their perks. A night in would be relaxing and wonderful. A night out would leave me exhausted for days, but they’re a lot of fun on a few times I’ve done them, and generally worth the exhaustion. Day or Night: Night.

Text or Call: Text.

Makeup or Natural: I’m not experienced with applying makeup on myself, so, natural. It’s something I’ve considered experimenting with, but I’m not sure yet.

Smile or Eyes: Hm. Smile, I think. I like people’s lips. Eyes are pretty, but lips are emotive and I love the way they move around for people’s expressions.

Light or Dark Hair: You can’t just ask me these things. Everyone I’ve been in a relationship with has had dark hair, but I’m still a fan of light hair.

Shorter or Taller: Shorter, or the same height.

Intelligence or Appearance: Well, considering every relationship I’ve ever had has come from meeting someone online and getting to know them quite well before ever sharing pictures? Intelligence.

Chap stick or Lipstick: Lipstick.

City or Country: Oh god. That’s a whole game of pros and cons that I’m not going to get into. I don’t know.

Last Song You Listened To: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=noJiH8HLZw4 Probably Shiva’s theme, for the 80 billionth time.