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Ain't no angel, oh gonna greet me
I've been so far gone living in a fever dream

Silence filled the seemingly empty space. It was almost eerie until a sudden intake of air followed by thrashing about silently echoed the forest. The beast thrashed around as he tried to upright himself. It took a few stumbled tries, but he eventually succeed. White shown around his blackish ruby orbs. "Why was he suddenly alone?" Last he recalled Hecate and him were taking on a herd for not letting them pass. Ears pinned against his skull as he remember his sister going down. He'd tried to get to her, but was stopped as some of the bigger brutes come at him. That was all he remembered. "Where was Hecate?" He finally really looked around for a moment as he realized he wasn't in danger for the time.

This place was eerie still. It was hard to tell if it was sunset or sunrise at the moment. "Hecate!" Her name bellowed from his throat. Ear swirled around as he listened. He heard nothing after a moment. That's when he realized there was no sound at all. No insects. No evening or early morning sounds of nature. He ground his molars together as he tried to process what was going on. "Where was he? "


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"thinking"
|Roman w/Teca|
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|Notes:Sorry it's short. Still getting a feel for him. This is his first post.|
|Timeline: Right after coming to after dying.|

[Roman]

Time is a strange concept when you're dead, yet alive. The grasp age holds you with no longer mattered, aging has stopped yet some still kept tabs of how old they would be now if they were still mortal. Teca was not one of those beings that worried about what age she would be now if she was still alive, she didn't count the days of her reign, not even how many days she had been carrying this child within her. Quetzalli will have two new siblings sooner or later, though most likely of the cambion kind since their fathers are mortals. The Underworlds Mistress had plans to bring the children to Yvette, to make good on her promise in helping the mare build a cambion army, for a price of course. Mictecacihuatl is not charitable and only agrees to things if the outcome is desirable for herself and the Underworld.

The twinge of pain within her barrel had Teca on the move, contractions were starting but were far apart, indicating that the foals will be arriving today. The two lives she could feel within herself felt different, one was still strong but the other seemed to be letting go of its hold on a mortal life. The Lady could do something to change that, to make the foal strong again so that it can be born alive and join its twin as a cambion, but greed liked to rear its ugly head. A smirk curved the corner of the red woman lips at the thought before the sudden sound of thrashing pulled her attention away from her womb. It seemed that she had made it into Asphodel faster than expected, having chosen this path on her way to the mortal planes in preparation for the twins impending birth.

Moving with silent grace, the blood and bone Lady soon spied who was making all the ruckus in an otherwise silent domain. A stallion black as night with white accents and built like a boulder was standing not far from her, looking around lost and confused or as if looking for someone. "Hecate!" the beast soon bellowed, a name Mictecacihautl instantly recalled to be one of the mares that put themselves forward for her crown. Without hesitation, the Underworlds queen made herself at home in the stallion's mind, combing through his memories as she weighed up his worth and to see who this Hecate is to him. His twin sister, a surprising find but after seeing the woman herself at a distance when she had first arrived here, it wasn't that surprising in the end. What was surprising was their childhood up until the death, Hecate was his protector as a child and to who he devoted himself to.

Deciding she had seen enough and that the stallion was processing his surroundings, Teca left her cover as she made her approach, interested in finding out what choices he will make today. A stallion like him could be useful if he could let go of his attachment to his sister and vow himself to Teca, but until then she could use his sister as leverage. Feathered wings fluttered for a moment at her sides before concealing the roundness of her barrel, the horn of a Narwal proudly protruding from her forehead, not aimed at him for now. "I know of this Hecate, does she mean something to you?," Teca said nonchalantly, fully aware of their connection but not sharing that with him, yet. For dramatic effect, Teca chose to withhold her name and status, waiting for the right moment to spring this on him and how she may use her status and his sister to get what she wants from the brute.



"Speech"
Her thoughts
"Auditory Delusion speaking"
Tagged: @marshall
Words: 620
Note: Here's Teca for you and don't worry about it being short, doesn't bother me in the slightest <3

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I've been so far gone living in a fever dream

A strong stomp on of a large hoof echoed lightly in the silence around him. He did not like this place. Hopefully he could find his way out soon. He needed to find Hecate. They had just been fight and now he woke up here. He wasn't even processing the fact he could be dead as of this moment. That this was what happened after death. No of course his brain was stuck on finding the soul person that he gave an damn about. Rusty colored eyes danced around at his surrounding again. Nothing seemed to exist here.

He was about to call out again and start a search of the place when movement caught his attention. Ears turned to focus on the noise coming from behind him. Jaw set hard against itself as he pivoted to face the thing that had decided to approach him front behind. Narrowed eyes landed on a winged mare dipped in colors of blood and bone. A horn shot from her forehead. Immediately he arched his neck. He could tell he was a bit taller than her. All he'd have to is out maneuver that horn. He honestly hoped he'd wake up soon from whatever fevered dream he was having here.

Ears pulled forward for a moment as the being before him spoke. He snorted at her. "I'm pretty sure I'm just stuck in a fever dream from an injury. There is no way you are real." He chuckled lightly. "Hell I'll have to ask Hecate what the hell she packed my wounds with this time cause this is one hell of a trip she's got me on." Eyes never danced from her. If he was gonna be stuck in this dream he was gonna be ready for a fight. There was always a fight in his dreams. Forever in life and even in sleep he was fighting some sort of battle for her or himself. The demons never slept so in reality he never could.


"Speak"
Tag: Roman |Timeline: Shortly after dying |Notes: He doesn't believe any of this is real. xD
Code Credit to Techno <3
Image credit to black-tears696

[Roman]

The moment he noticed her, the stallion seemed to take on a somewhat bellicose stance, ready for a fight if need be. This wasn't surprising considering what Teca saw within his mind, a life spent fighting till his dying breath, it would be more surprising if he was more calm and relaxed upon seeing her. Sleipnir seemed to come around a little as Teca noticed his ears flick forward as she spoke, showing that he was listening, which is a good sign, Teca hated when others ignored her or disregard the power she wields. Instead of having her question answered or even acknowledged, the stallion snorted before saying "I'm pretty sure I'm just stuck in a fever dream from an injury. There is no way you are real," following with a chuckle. An amused smirk curled the Lady's lips then, amused that this stallion still thinks he's among the living, despite what he had been through before now, "Hell I'll have to ask Hecate what the hell she packed my wounds with this time cause this is one hell of a trip she's got me on." Though despite being amused, it did bother Teca that her question had been left unanswered, no matter.

Micetacihuatl started to move then, gliding up beside the stallion, allowing her tail to gently flick against his side as she circled him. At all times she was mindful that he could strike out at a moment's notice, though despite being heady with child, she was still quick thanks to her supernatural powers. "I can assure you that this is no dream, darling," silky vocals filled the space between them as she came to stand in front of him, a flower was frozen in time at her hooves, unmoving due to the absence of wind despite her walking so close. "You're in Asphodel, home of the dead, the land of in-between. You did not survive your last fight and neither did your sister," Teca broke the news to him then, though she doubted he will believe her, if anything he may even become aggressive or just speak more rot about his sister packing wounds. Some may think she was too matter-of-factly when it came to breaking the news, not being gentle about breaking the news that he's dead, which is a delicate matter to most, especially to those who don't believe it. Teca wasn't here to baby him, to be gentle, she was here to weigh up his worth. The Underworld needed strong demons, ones that wanted to carry on being sinful while being dutiful, to cause chaos and spread like a virus. If Sleipnir didn't smarten up or refuse to obey, Mictecacihuatl will leave him to rot in this god-forsaken land or disappear completely, like his sister.

"Speech"
Her thoughts
"Auditory Delusion speaking"
Tagged: @marshall
Words: 461
Note: Lol poor guy, funny he thinks it's a dream xD I hope this is ok, mind is a bit fuzzy/cloudy but wanted to get this up for you <3

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I've been so far gone living in a fever dream

Rustic eyes locked on the blood and bone colored mare as she moved closer. He felt the cords of her tail smack against his skin as she circled him. This was starting to feel a lot less like a dream now she was closer to him. He could smell a burnt yet sweet scent coming from her. He'd never smelt something of this nature before. Eyes danced over her to take more in. She was beautiful and hard to look away from. She looked heavily pregnant as well. That was interesting. The winged and horned beauty was with kid. Before he could inquired about anything her voice cut the silence between them. "I can assure you that this is no dream, darling." She pulled up in front of him. Towers stood forward as he arched his head higher to look her in the eye in a stand offish tone. "You're in Asphodel, home of the dead, the land of in-between. You did not survive your last fight and neither did your sister." At the mention of his sister towers set back against his skull. "Hecate." Jaw tensed around the name as he spoke it lowly. Was did this vixen mean. They didn't survive. No such thing they always survived.

Suddenly he remembered her statement when she first showed up. He took a brave step forward. "You said you know of her. Then where is she? If we both didn't survive then why isn't she here with me?" He took another step closer. He realized he was much taller than her. He could easily overpower her, but there was this force that seem to radiate from her. It almost seemed to push against him as a warning. Fear wasn't something he felt it many a year and he didn't feel it now. Granted he probably should. He didn't know it, but this mare could snuff out the little "life" he had left. Thought truly all he could think was if he was truly dead what did he have left to lose. "Where is she? What have you done with her?" He snapped his teeth together as he set his jaw tight. Deep blood orbs stared into her brighter red ones. All costs didn't matter now. He wanted answers and he was willing to fight her for them.


"Speak"
Tag: Roman |Timeline: Shortly after dying |Notes: So nothing physical, but he is inching toward trouble. Feel free to have Teca knock him down a peg or two. I love this. xD
Code Credit to Techno <3
Image credit to black-tears696

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Roman bump <3

[Roman]

An invisible brown quirked as the Sleipnir raised his crown higher, becoming increasingly standoffish, his ears forward then suddenly they weren't at the mention of his sister. "Hecate," he muttered and Teca could see his jaw become visibly tense, it was to be expected as Mictecacihuatl had a feeling he would not take this news well once he began to believe it. Sleipnir's size did not intimidate her, Teca knew all to well that she had all the power in this scenario, plus she also stood beside Xerxes, a beast even more impressive in size. The blood and bone witch didn't move as the brute took a step toward her, creeping into her space ever so slowly, this Teca did not appreciate but she was waiting for a more opportune moment to put him in his place.

"You said you know of her. Then where is she? If we both didn't survive then why isn't she here with me?," Sleipnir almost seemed to demand answers from the Underworlds Lady, taking yet another step closer, Teca could almost imagine his brain ticking over about how frail she may appear compared to his big boy self. "Where is she? What have you done with her?", Sleipnir suddenly snapped his teeth together and then set his jaw tight, daring to stare into the woman's ruby eyes with his own darker blood-coloured ones. Mictecacihuatl could feel it, this beast was looking for a fight, it was what brought him here and if he wasn't careful, it will be what keeps him here, if Teca didn't decide to just destroy what is left of him.

Without warning, Teca's feathered appendages snapped out from her sides like giant fans as the woman twisted her head off to the side before bringing it back down further under his head, the pointed tip of her horn now aimed for his jugular, just millimetres off from touching the soft flesh. "Do not make demands of me, Sleipnir, I am the Lady of the Underworld and I can destroy you with very little effort," Teca snarled venomously as she held her stance for a moment longer, letting the situation that the stallion had gotten himself into sink in, hopefully to the point where he listens rather than continue to push his weight around. "Your sister arrived here before you, then disappeared at her own accord after failing to gain the throne that belongs to me," Mictecacihualt's tones became softer yet firm as she removed her horn from his throat, wings slowly closed back against her sides as Teca returned to her unbothered stance. "I could help you find her, but I will need complete obedience from you, no more of this foolery, am I understood."

"Speech"
Her thoughts
Tagged: @marshall
Words: 455
Note: I hope this is ok, I'm terribly tired and have a headache, so it may not be very coherent x)