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Character of the Season
Frail in body but dangerously quick of mind, Nikandr is the sort of character who proves that curiosity can be just as perilous as any weapon. A necromancer, inventor, and problem-solver with more ambition than self-preservation, Niki approaches the world like a puzzle box begging to be opened, even when what’s inside has teeth. Blunt, dry-witted, fiercely independent, and carrying a history best left partially buried, he has a knack for making even failure feel fascinating. Whether he’s raising the dead, moving across Caido to King's End, or experiencing a hangover for the first time, Nikandr brings a wonderfully strange spark to Caido, and we can’t wait to see what trouble his brilliant mind wanders into next.
Congratulations, Niki!
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06-30-2025, 09:42 AM (This post was last modified: 06-30-2025, 10:39 AM by Odd.)
CHARLIE
Charlie finds Sunjata like a heat-seeking missile locked onto temptation—drawn not just by the familiarity of the Flood's energy, but the thrill of all the possibility it promises. She strolls right into his space without hesitation, the jingling of her bangles heralding her like a decadent warning bell. A dangerous little smile tugs at her gloss-slicked lips as she stops just short of brushing against him.
"Well, well, look at us meeting up like this again," she lilts, eyes sparkling as she rakes her gaze deliberately down his body. "Remind me—how long did it take you to get me off last time?" Her lashes flutter with mock innocence, though her grin says she remembers exactly. "Here's hoping I can make it last a little longer this time."
With a sultry lilt to her voice and hips swaying like she’s walking to music only she can hear, Charlie plants her hands on them with deliberate flair, chin tilting up like a challenge. "Come on, big guy, let's see it."
Easily awaiting Charlie’s approach, the Flood flashes her a crooked grin as he approaches, reaching out to run his hand along her side, gently, promising. “Not long, if I remember right.” He teases with a wink, continuing after her next statement with an accented laugh and a playful roll of his shoulders, the ease of which has him guiding her toward the ring for their round. “We’ll see. I’m not gonna go easy on you.” But he leans down toward her with a suggestive lilt to his tone. “I remember you liked that part.”
As for seeing it, demigod becomes pegasus in the blink of an eye. Pale with blue graduated wings, electric tips tucking in smoothly to his sides with a touch of an extension for her to be able to get astride him. He feels the pinpoint of her feet when she suddenly appears on his back, before sinking down in a way that has him relaxing into the more evened out weight.
Not that Charlie weighs much, if anything he hardly feels like she’s there.
Once they’re in the space and the time starts, Sunjata doesn’t hesitate as he immediately bolts forward with a flare of his wings, allocating for a moment of hovering to see if it might knock her off balance when he lands.
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
Charlie laughs as the pegasus beneath her bolts forward, wind whipping through her curls and heat rising up her spine in the best possible way. "Oh, you remembered," she sings over the rush of air, her grin feral and electric as she leans into the lurch of his flight.
But she’s no blushing bride on his back—she’s a priestess of chaos with thighs of steel and a mischief streak a mile wide. Quick as a spark, she tangles her fingers into the pale silk of his mane, not to yank or steer, but to anchor herself. Her tail coils like a velvet ribbon around the joint where one of his wings flares outward, snug and maybe a bit restrictive—just enough to remind him she’s there and not going anywhere, no matter how hard he tries to buck her off.
"Careful, pretty boy," she purrs close to where feathers meet neck, her hips shifting to match his rhythm as he lands, "or I might start thinking you don’t want me on top." Her giggle bubbles like champagne as she tries to ride out the hover and drop.
Charlie might not have a rider’s pedigree, but she’s got instinct, guts, and a scandalous amount of confidence—enough to dig in and dare Sunjata to try harder.
Charles holds onto Sunny's mane and also wraps her tail around one of his wing joints to hold on, but also to try and prevent him from going cray
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
He feels the tightness of her hands in his mane, along with the smooth way that her tail locks in around his wing. It doesn’t effect his ability too much, but it really clings her on in a way that Sunjata finds absolutely amusing. So as he hovers, and is unable to respond to her immediately, he’d likely say something along the lines of c’mon, if I knew you couldn’t handle it, I wouldn’t be doing it.
But the Flood lands, wings flaring a touch with it in a way that might jostle the way her tail is wrapped around the joint. But whether it does or doesn’t, the pegasus doesn’t hesitate as he bolts forward with a little extra flare, back legs kicking out in a smaller version of a bucking motion in order to propel him forward.
Sunjata bolts forward with a kick out buck for 2 seconds!
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
Charlie whoops aloud like a woman born for the saddle despite having never really ridden a horse before, her laughter shrill and sparkling as Sunjata flares his wings and drops her like a coin into a slot. She rides out the jolt with wild delight, hips grinding in an exaggerated roll against his back in answer, like she might make a game of encouraging him to try harder.
"Is that it?" she laughs, voice wicked with glee as she nudges her heels into the sleek curve of his sides. "C’mon, handsome—give me something worth screaming about!"
And oh, he does. The kick of his back legs launches them forward, a blur of motion and muscle and raw showmanship, and for a breathless heartbeat she’s flying more than riding, the wind tugging at her limbs, the thrill threatening to unseat her. Should she feel her hips begin to pull away from his back more than just a whisper, she'll try and use her dart! to immediately place herself squarely back against him.
Charlie holds on! Her plan is that if she starts to become unseated, she'll just use her Dart! ability to put herself right on his back again.
Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!
Hella golden retriever energy. Small unrefined horns made of ruby. Regular spade-shaped tail.
It’s the kick that unsettles her - despite the way she’s clung to him previously. And with the playful taunt, Sunjata’s happy to provide. His back legs kick out when he bolts forward, and she slips off his back enough that he half expects the dart to work in settling her back against his spine. Maybe it’s because he’s gotten too fast now, but the pegasus turns when he hears the buzzer and his ears flick forward in his curiosity and a touch of amusement that seems to suggest how’s that?
It doesn’t last, though, not as he approaches her and shifts back into himself, offering her a hand should she need it. “Maybe we can have a better go around next time?” Bouncing a brow, Sunjata’s crooked smile flares a bit brighter and flirtier, playful as he lets her out of the ring first before following after, completely unaware of what awaits him.
Sunjata shifts back and helps Charlie up if she needs it before they depart the ring!
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
