Spoils of the Victors, Fantasy Brothel/Slavery/Monster

[newagefrankenstein]

Slowly he looked around, as he decided to shift into his half form, two pairs of red glowing lava filled eyes on either side of his upper cheek. This was only one of his two major forms that he could transform to mostly preferring his cobra form in non extreme cases. He was waiting for a chance now for anyone to piss him off, wondering if anyone here knew about his kind...them... " soon the inner darkness will grow..." He said talking to himself with a small chuckle as one of his hands turned into a cobra head for a moment before changing it back.

" let's see if anyone here is worth talking to..." He thought out loud as he stood up looking around though not needing to turn his head at all really since he had two pairs of eyes on either side.

Batik nearly tripped over her own dress as she felt the shift in magic, her lilac eyes going wide as she turned to stare at the cobra hand that had appeared on Vizorek's hand. The change in shape made her sigh and stare with longing. She had once been capable of the same, of altering her shape as she saw fit. A magical act, natural and apart of her, not a demonic one. She stared for sometime, until she felt her body begin to shift. She turned away with a whimper of longing and darted back to her room, her steps quick but unsteady and her grace fleeing her as the sun began to set. She could barely control the way her wings shuddered with her. "A moment...a moment longer. Please." she murmured to herself, trying to hold back the change as long as possible.

 

[wiki234]

He sighed not minding the others, deciding to give up though that meant he wouldn't leave without anyone fighting back but also he wouldn't pick a fight himself deciding to act normal at least for a moment...the sun had begun to go down as a large amount of demonic aura could be felt around him. His eyes turning a brighter piercing red as well as at his side was now a long divided three tipped tail.

 

[newagefrankenstein]

He sighed not minding the others, deciding to give up though that meant he wouldn't leave without anyone fighting back but also he wouldn't pick a fight himself deciding to act normal at least for a moment...the sun had begun to go down as a large amount of demonic aura could be felt around him. His eyes turning a brighter piercing red as well as at his side was now a long divided three tipped tail.

Batik shivered, flowers beginning to trail after her feet as she pushed into her room and closed the door behind her. Pollen floated through the air mist and dew clinging to it as she slipped out of her clothes and curled upon her bed. Her wings flared shaking them and fluttering them magic spilling out like a faucet as flowers rained from the ceiling like raindrops. She sighed and lay down, eyes hazy as she accepted that in less than an hour she would no longer be 'she'.

 

[wiki234]

The man sighed as he decided to sit down himself in his half form, his double pairs of snake eyes looking over as he just faced forward, " where the hell can I get a drink here..." He said putting a hand on his cheek and waiting boredly.