daemon au

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So... daemons. Animal of a different gender from yours = your soul. Tag one of the characters on here with a starter, post your own with or without a request for one of mine or play here as you like.

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Liir Thropp | Wicked Cycle

[nevermorethroppish]

[Liir has Lyric, a tiny dragon the size of a large cat who likes to climb around him like he's a cat post.]

Re: Liir Thropp | Wicked Cycle

[fifeandjump]

A tall blond man started making soft whickering noises at Lyric and held out a small treat to him.

[nevermorethroppish]

"You're spoiling her," Liir said from his writing. He'd been at it for far too many hours.

[fifeandjump]

"Dragons require spoiling and bribery."

He asserted again as his own dæmon climbed up Liir's back. He scooped Lyric up and scratched under her frill.

[nevermorethroppish]

And Liir, like clockwork something very automatic reached back and scritched behind an ear. Lyric, for her part, trilled happily and curled her tail around Trism's arm.

[fifeandjump]

Trism leaned down and kissed Liir's cheek and patted both dæmons.

"Your daughter is awake. You should come out and join us."

[nevermorethroppish]

That has him looking up.

"She should still be asleep. Does she look grumpy?"

IE, is she completely awake?

[fifeandjump]

He sighed softly.

"She's writing another letter to Ozma."

[nevermorethroppish]

"You say that like you expect her to do anything else."

Your daughter he doesn't say, especially because it isn't true in this case, but it feels true. Rain's flights of fancy remind him of Trism more than it ever reminded him of Candle.

[fifeandjump]

"I just hate to see her hurting like this."

Like we did. He cuddled Lyric closer, nearly as attached to her as he was to his own dæmon.

"Maybe if we spend more time with her it will keep her mind off Ozma."