Acension Revival

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

((Oh... Ok, I might have to alter how I introduce my character in that case.)

[Razuel]

Name: Razuel


Age: 9


Height: 2ft shoulder to ground.   3 ft Head to Tail


Weight: 134lbs


Species: Western Feral Dragling


Clothing: A Leather muzzle, leather mitts, and leather wing bindings


Personality: Currently, Raz is scared and very skittish, but on an average to those he trusts, he's very sweet and kind, but will flinch at any gesture that could slightly resemble a hitting motion or a kicking one


Other(put stuff that can enhance the character or stuff): Scars run up and down his body, some have healed and been scaled over again, but most are still visible and scarred, or are fresh.  He also has a botched sewing job on his right wing joint due to it having been ripped off and put back on when he misbehaved. The wing is moveable, but hasn't healed correctly as the sewing was terrible, it's no wonder that blood stains run down from that joint and down his side due to accidental tissue rips.


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Raz had been running for more than a few days, and by now, he had lost the men who had been chasing him, and as luck would be so unfortunate, in his running, he ripped the tissue on his wing joint, causing blood to trickle down his side, and it seems this has been happening for a while, but as he laid down to rest for a few moments, his adrenaline finally broke and he began to feel the effects of blood loss, making him feel woozy, but he still held on, and was desperate for someone to help, so he began making small but loud pained chirps, most of which were being muffled from the muzzle, but they were still audible, the high pitch of the chirps could catch the ear of some, but not all.

Raz laid under a broken soap box, his tail laying limp outside the side of the soap box.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Name: Gaia/Aiag


Age: 23


Height: 1.9m tall


Weight: 94kg (mostly muscle)


Species: Red (European) Fox/Demonic Red Fox


Clothing: See reference of Gaia


Personality: Calm, kind, sweet, flirtatious. Tries to come to logical conclusions and not let her anger get the better of her./Angry, rude, evil, hates everyone and everything. Anger can be directed towards specific people.


Other: If physically or emotionally pushed too far, Gaia's stripes and eyes turn bright red and she becomes Aiag (or Nega/Demon/Evil-Gaia). This demonic form causes her to attack anything that moves, friend or foe. However, this anger can be directed towards a specific group or person. Aiag comes with sharper teeth and claws, as well as a higher pain-tolerance. If defeated in battle or calmed down, Aiag will return to being Gaia and her stripes and eyes will return to being green. Gaia is also naturally gifted at singing to an extreme extent. So much so that she can cast spells by singing certain tunes. See 'Gaia's Song List' for reference of such spells.


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Gaia was walking through Ascension City, calmly minding her own business. She had only recently moved her on her journey around the world. As she walked, the fox heard Raz's high pitched chrips. After realising it wasn't just a one off sound, she followed it to the soap box. Noticing the tail she knelt down beside the box. "Huh...?"

[Razuel]

Raz paused his chirps for a moment, trying to shift his tail slightly before he made a whining chirp, and as he did, a bit of the blood began to trickle out, pooling outside the box amongst the dirt on the ground.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Something's alive under there. Gaia made some tapping noises on the ground to test whether Raz was jumpy or not. She wasn't going to move him if he didn't want to be moved.

[Razuel]

Raz made a small jerking motion as the tapping made a dense noise on the box, but didn't move much, but as the tapping stopped, he made a questioning whine before a clicking noise was heard. It was his wing joint, the thing had popped out in the slight jerking motion he made, and as it popped, Raz let out a loud whine in pain, it winding down to a constant wavering whimper.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Gaia gasped and went to remove the box, but thought to take it slowly. She slowly removed the box, her experession saddening somewhat at the sight of Raz and his disconnected and bloody wing. "Aww... You poor thing..."

[Razuel]

Raz flinched when the box began to move, but ad the box came off him, he'd look up at Gaia with eyed filled with hurt and sadness.  Raz's raised head began to sway, and then with an irregular set of blinks, Raz passed out and his head began to fall down.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

"Damn it... Was hoping NOT to get involved with things here..." Gaia took off her leather jacket and began making a makeshift blanket for Raz. She wasn't too keen on getting it dirtied with blood, but figured it would make it look cooler later down the road. She carefully wrapped the dragling in the jacket along with his wing in the jacket and picked him up. "I've got to get him to a vet."

[Razuel]

Raz groaned as he was picked up, making a whine as the leather brushed his wounds, and his still attached but dislocated wing, the sudden move causing bones to grin against each other.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

"Hang tight buddy. It's going to hurt a little longer, but I swear I'll get you patched up." Gaia looked around for the nearest vet. There wasn't any to be seen, meaning she would have to take Raz back to her hotel room. She held him firmly, keeping Raz snug in her jacket, but running to her apartment.

[Razuel]

As Gaia ran, Raz's dislocated bone ground against the bone meant for the wing joint, causing him to wake up and let out a pained roar, it being high pitched, but he was still very much in pain, and as he continued to bounce and scream in pain, he tried to hug Gaia's arm, hugging tightly onto her arm, but to Gaia, it would seem as if someone placed a hand on her arm, and that was due to how weak Raz had become.

[[INACTIVE]]

Not to far from Gia and Raz, a large ball was underway.


It was the Manchesters yearly ball. Members of the Manchester blood line and soldiers of the Manchesters all gathered and danced and sing traditional British songs. (Very similar to this) Bailey sat in the ball, he was in an elegant black suit with a red bow tie.


Soldiers in red uniforms marched into the ball, bagpipes followed them while playing, Bailey stood up and saluted. The rest of the attendees stood up as well. A large raccoon marched in front of all the soldiers his uniform was black instead of the normal red. After they all entered the ball room they stood at attention.


Bailey stood up and began to speak, "Ladies and gentlemen, it's been an excellent year for the Manchesters! Let next year be just as great as this year!" The whole ball room cheered, the bagpipes began to play again.


Bailey sat back down and mumbled, "Now when will the rest of them come.."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

"Stay strong dragling. Not much further now..." Gaia conpletely ignored what was - to her at least - a cacophony of annoying sounds being generated by the ball, focusing solely on the dragling she was attempting to rescue.

[Razuel]

Raz began to cry from the pain, his cries being muffled by his muzzle, it restricting most of his jaw movement, and limiting his breathing.  Raz's cries were very breathed, and although it couldn't be seen clearly that he was crying, a liquid began secreting from his eyes, giving the illusion of tears.