(https://i.imgur.com/4MWepfC.png?1) | There's nothing new or exciting about moving to Tokyo. The flight was long after a goodbye party where everyone else cried as they recount fond memories of their time spent together. A part of Sassa is sad, but she didn't cry. Instead, she drank and said her farewells. Part of her would always remain with Dr. Stendahl who died of natural causes years ago and the rest in Germany. Due to her species, she was able to book first class and get ample room for her tail and wings without having curious onlookers touch them. It's raining when her plane lands, and there are accidents along the way to Red Fountain Apartments causing delay after delay. Sassa's tired from containing her anger and trying not to make international news by 'accidentally' smacking someone onto the ground with her tail. All she wanted to do was get her items into the apartment, make her bed, and fall asleep for a week. The movers hired by some sponsor or another took their sweet time getting her belongings into the apartment and left without question. Boxes upon boxes of clothes, personal items, cooking, and other home furnishings scattered about. Sassa didn't trust the humans to know what made a dragon's home and would end up spending precious energy yelling. "Like humans know what a dragon wants. As Heir to the Gold and Fire Dragon, I claim this apartment as my home and kingdom! I shall find my mate and make them rule alongside me as we plan to conquer this world!" Sassa removes her jacket, and tosses it onto one of the boxes leaving her only in a baby blue tank top, and matching skirt. "Now, time to organize this kingdom to my liking!" Taking the boxes to her room, she begins unpacking and organizing to her liking. In the center, she lays out her comforter and puts her Godzilla and Mothra plushies on it. "Now behave my little ones. Mama is making this place our new home so don't mess up anything." OOC Notes: Remembering - Minette Martin |
(https://i.imgur.com/4MWepfC.png?1) | Having planned out what she wanted her new home to look like, Sassa moved the furniture, large screen TV and low tables in their proper places. There are no couches or chairs, but rather bean bag-looking chairs specifically made for humanoids with extra appendages for them to comfortable sit and lay back. The 'couch' is a set of thick material that's durable against scales, but soft to take a nap on. It can be positioned to lean against similar to a couch. It didn't take long to put the kitchen equipment where it needed to go. Sassa lights a scented candle; soon, the apartment smelled what reminds Sassa of a human tavern filled with mead and meat, and it made her homesick. "Even if I never see my family again, I'll make a new kingdom here." Shaking her head to get rid of the negative thoughts, Sassa unpacks the groceries; it's enough to feed three people for a month. It's early summer, but cleaning and unpacking already has her sweating. The tank top and skirt tinting with wetness, but it doesn't stop her from finishing the kitchen and living room. Then, she senses it. For the first time since she's arrived, there's another dragon. Unraveling the bandages on her right arm, she positions herself to tackle the intruder should they step inside her home. Her juniper scent already thick in the air marking the place as her territory, and none shall enter without her permission. Her thick tail swishes back and forth like a cat waiting to pounce. Then, she howls; it's loud enough for the other to hear her, but not enough to break any glass. | |
OOC Notes: Beauty Within - Frozen Silence |
(https://i.imgur.com/4MWepfC.png?1) | Sassa pauses at the sight of the dragon. Memories recalling the thick scales of mighty dragons ready to burst from adrenaline and rage to fight to the death. The other dragon's small stature with tiny, misshapen horns was a joke. Sassa stands at her full height, and laughs like the other just told a joke. "I, Sassa Stendahl, Heir to the Gold Dragon, cannot believe I saw you as a challenge. Are you even a dragon?" she mocks. Flipping her hair behind her shoulder, she smirks while running a finger down one of her horns. "A babe is all you are. Crooked horns, and a fish tail. You have no chance against me. Surrender, and maybe I'll go easy on you." Her smirk turns into a grin as a thought crosses her mind. Her red scaled right arm glows as fire appears swirling around it. "Or, if you want to die, I'll happily grant your wish. Tell me, little one, what brings you here?" | |
OOC Notes: Nightful - Jarin Lourens |
(https://i.imgur.com/4MWepfC.png?1) | Sassa is surprised the other - now named Yukiyo - doesn't want to fight. It catches her off guard, and it shows on her face. No other dragon she's met has ever declined a good even if it wasn't a fight to the death. In her world, it established hierarchy and fighting class. Sassa eyes the hand like it's beneath her to touch another individual. Yet, she makes an exception, and shakes Yukiyo's hand. "I am the magnificent Sassa Stendahl. I too, am not from this realm. The name was given to me by my caretaker who past years ago." There's a hint of sadness in her voice, but she doesn't let it show. "Since we are house companions, or whatever the humans call it, diplomacy is preferred. I'm not one for it as I'd rather remove my problems permanently, but I was taught that is not the way. Perhaps one day we may fight on the battlefield against our enemies and roast their corpses until nothing is left!" She arrogantly laughs like she has the power to do so in this body. Her wings spreading out before folding behind her back. "I have already made my nest in one of the rooms. You are free to occupy the other. | |
OOC Notes: Sassa laughs like DIO, but I'm living for it. |
(https://i.imgur.com/4MWepfC.png?1) | Sassa watches from her own bedroom as Yukiyo takes the second bedroom. Nosey as she is, she flopped on the couch and turned on the television pretending not to notice the other dragon. Every so often glancing as much as she can at Yukiyo. The dragon is gorgeous though she wouldn't voice it. Lovely blue hair, horns, and those red eyes. Sassa could pretend all she wanted that she didn't want to look into those crimson orbs, but she would remain firm in her stance. It wouldn't do to be like those silly human schoolgirls and confess attraction without knowing the other. "Ugh, there's nothing on tele-" The channel flips to a translated British movie about Beowulf and his heroic deeds. Still, in her tank top and skirt, she sits up and growls at the television like it's personally annoying her. In this world, Beowulf (if he was a true person and hero) won the fight against the dragon. Yet, in her world, the legendary Gold Dragon won. It always irritated her, and no matter how much she argued against the scientists there was nothing to be done. This world vastly differed from her own. "B*stards." She flips through the channels loudly complaining about the weird shows Japanese people have. Sassa continues watching television until Yukiyo goes to bed. Yawning loudly, she debates on what to do. She's not sleepy, and her source of entertainment is in bed so now what? Watch p*rn? People have weird dragon fetishes so maybe there's something new she hasn't seen yet. | |
OOC Notes: If Yukiyo gets terrors then Sassa will comfort her! |