[OPEN] Show off your ass...ets!

[bufudine]

Who: YOU and everyone else in this bubble ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ'✿,｡･:*:❀･ﾟ'❁
When: During the curse week!
Where: The hot spring in the Forest Quadrant
Style: Anything goes!
Status: OPEN

The flowers all over Vatheon are rather pleasant, are they not? It's nice having a more subtle curse than usual, right?

Strangely enough, there seems to be several trails of flowers leading into the Forest Quadrant. Do you feel compelled to follow them? If so, you'll find yourself at the hot spring in the forest, flowers floating ~*enticingly*~ in the water.

...Get in?

There might be someone there already, though.

[ooc: General mingling post! Also an excuse for blatant fanservice.]

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[warrior_king]

[Gorthan is still staring at Serph's demon form, and it's such an exhilarating feeling. A form that simply exudes power... Gorthan would ask for a demonstration of that, too, but he supposes that Serph came to the spring to relax. So maybe some other time.]

It most certainly does not startle me.

[And it shows! In fact, Gorthan is a lot more relaxed since Serph transformed. He even attempts floating on the water's surface, careless of what the other may think. Gorthan will never admit it out loud, but there are times in which he cannot get over how wonderful an element water is.]

If only I could see your friends' forms, too... but I suppose they are not too keen on showing them, are they?

[bufudine]

[It's probably apparent given the fins, but Serph's elemental alignment is with the water. Perhaps that's why he's always drawn to the ocean when he takes the elevator to the surface.

... Well, he's glad Gorthan is so relaxed now. It's really quite easy to notice the change in the manner he's being treated while transformed compared to his human form. Serph's making a note of this for next time.

He shakes his head again.]

If you have been to the island, you may have already seen Cielo flying while transformed. Gale would also likely give a demonstration if asked.

[He lets out a long breath, slouching even further under the water until even his shoulders were submerged.]

Our demons are part of us. [For better or for worse.] They are not something we hide.

[warrior_king]

All the better for you, then. [He nods. By now, his usually grave countenance has composed itself into something peaceful and serene, quite unlike him and yet a pleasant sight.] A warrior must not hide his true strength.

[His gaze wanders to the many flowers surrounding the water.]

Do you still work at the library, Serph?

[bufudine]

[Mmm? What's with this sudden tangent? He nods, before tilting his head, as if to say, "Why do you ask?"]

[warrior_king]

I'd like to know what all these plants are. Their names. And... what caused all these flowers to appear so suddenly.

[If Gorthan could see himself right now, he would not be pleased at how he appears to be simply mesmerized by the flowers around them.]

[bufudine]

[Ah. He can't do that like this; his demon's senses were not made for making out finite detail.]

Hold on.

[Serph sits up before reverting back to his human form, the process the same as the original transformation process, albeit in reverse.]

The flowers appear to be one of Vatheon's curses. It is not usual for flowers to grow from sidewalks.

[It's a pretty mild one, as far as curses go. Serph looks to some of the flowers, and points out each one as he names them.]

Crocus. Iris. [He pauses over the next one.] I believe this one is a hyacinth.

[warrior_king]

[It takes a moment for Gorthan to realize that Serph had to transform because of his lack of eyes in his demon form. After all, the universe is full of alien species that do not seem to have eyes while they actually do, and species who look like they have eyes, but actually don't, lower-caste Evronians being a chief example.

Gorthan's eyes follow Serph's finger as he points to the flowers.]

I see... such unusual names... And you have learned of them here? Or do they exist in your world as well?

[bufudine]

[Serph shakes his head. His words are spoken in a matter-of-fact manner.]

Plants do not exist in my world.

[Very few things did. It had been strange, arriving in Vatheon, which is practically exploding with vibrancy. It'd almost been sensory overload, to be honest.]

My world is an empty place, especially compared to Vatheon.

[warrior_king]

The original Evron is the same way. Barren and deprived of life.

[Gorthan doesn't really like the naturalness with which he admits that. Which is why he continues.]

In the ancient past, however, it was much different.

[Which... only makes things worse, because it reminds him of something he was discussing with someone not long ago. Evronians did not use to be the way they are now... Millennia ago, in an ancient past, when Evron's present state of an arid rock was unthinkable...]

... In those days, the richness seen here existed there as well. Even in our...

[Hearts, but instead of saying the word, he'll simply lay one of his large, wet hands on his chest.

For an Evronian, Gorthan uses such words as "heart" and "friend" a lot. It is something he has noticed. He can recall times when he was called out for that; but now that he's essentially the Emperor, he doesn't get that kind of criticism from anybody anymore.]

[bufudine]

[The significance of Gorthan's gesture is completely lost on Serph. Hearts are just another body part he eats. The chest is where Argilla hurt when she had refused to devour.

So Serph tilts his head curiously, as if asking, "Your what?"]

[warrior_king]

[There was a moment in which Gorthan blinked. Even an Evronian possessed the notion that the heart was home to most strong emotions...

He tipped his head to the side for a moment. When Serph's confusion became clear, Gorthan averted his eyes.]

... Our hearts.

My study of my planet's history has led me to unearth evidence suggesting that we Evronians were not always a parasitic race. That there was a time in which we did not have to rely on war and conquest in order to sustain ourselves. Such a notion... it seems unbelievable to me. And yet...

[bufudine]

["Our hearts" doesn't explain anything to Seprh. Gorthan's words are interesting.

Serph tilts his head, an indication Gorthan should continue speaking and finish that thought.]

[warrior_king]

... And yet, that is exactly what we of Evron were once like. A peaceful race, its physiology almost plant-like, who lived in harmony with Nature...

... That is all I know. It was such a long time ago, however, that even our DNA barely bears any vestiges of what we once were.

[And if the tone of his voice and his head, grimly lowered, are any indication, he's very saddened by this.]

[bufudine]

[Serph can understand this sadness, though the source of his own is different. While he's accepted he's changed, and that Gorthan's race has changed, he can see that it's easy to look back and wish aspects of the past are still present.

There's a long pause while Serph considers Gorthan's words.]

There may be people here who could give you answers.