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"Claude von Riegan" ([personal profile] deepstar) wrote in [community profile] shellphones2025-04-01 09:29 pm

video

Type: Video
Sender ID: deepstar ( Khalid )
To: General
Subject: Just Wyvern Problems
Warnings: NA

[ The feed starts out a little dark, honestly. But one can definitely hear the heavy breathing of some sort of creature. ]

Come on, girl, you have to let me out sometime.

[ Light suddenly shines through and one can see Claude's hand pushing up a large wing and exposing the vast expanse of white scale. ]

Apparently she thinks that I also need to stay in her nest. You'd think we've gone back in time where she had just been a baby and me a kid spending nights in the aery together. That's not what this is about though.

[ The camera pans to Khalid, who gives a little wave before pointing back to his wyvern. A white wyvern in a nest, wrapped around two eggs. Claude is still holding a wing up so that he can catch sight of his best friend. The wyvern just releases a little groan and a huff. ]

She had them just the other day. Chances are if you don't see me for a while it's because of these little guys. I'd hunt down anyone who cursed me with this luck, but how can I be upset seeing at how pleased she is? What a proud mother.
emet_sulk: (34 I AM an Ascian you know)

[personal profile] emet_sulk 2025-05-16 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He rolls his eyes to the heavens and crosses his arms, continuing to glare upwards as he retorts. ]

Oh, I'm sorry. I neglected to mention that every single living creature resulted from a cataclysmic event that tore their souls apart and jettisoned them across thirteen metaphysical reflections of my star. So yes, they are quite literally less capable than me individually. By several magnitudes. When you're faced with a ripped up piece of paper, you don't proceed to call the scraps 'pages', do you?

In fact they are more than capable of impressive feats if they cooperate - but they rarely do. I know this because I have walked with them every step of their known history. Their memories are short, their lives shorter, and no amount of peace can slake their greedy bellies. But give them a common foe and suddenly nothing can stand in their way.

[ He lowers his gaze and flashes a bitter, sarcastic smile. ]

Oh, but what would I know? I'm simply an old mage who has helmed a myriad of empires as well as whispered in the ears of kings and despots and revolutionaries for thousands of years. What could I possibly know of Man's failings or His potential?