The Grand Lake was busy that day, voices left no space unattended as friends and partners and more went on with their plans. Even so, some voices stood out.  "Aighty, Deeno this way! We're almost there buddy." It was excitable, friendly, someone you would want to be friends with... Even if the figure was tall with a sharp tail. "Okay but are you sure your sure? You haven't told me WHERE we're going Kaiya..." Deeno responded in kind, much smaller than Kai...

Really, this was no different than other missions. The only difference was the one 'protected’ party, the delegate, was helping fight off the intruders. The place wasn't as abandoned as previously thought. Onni was making a makeshift brace, tying fabric ripped from uniform to keep the brace in place. Two allies down, the delegate fiercely throws small 'firecrackers’ (sm...

This was not only the brightest place he had ever been, and very hot. But this was the most sand he will ever witness in his life, ever. He thought the beach was sandy… Ugh. Onni fixed his shades, and a special cloak that was made to keep him from being toasted. As kind as the gifted cloak was from the delegate he fought, Sandfall was horrid and Onni decided he hated it. ...

Okay, so this was a bit out of his league, but Onni was ready. One of his patients was a saurian delegate, and in thanks they wanted to… Fight him on his home turf? It seemed counter productive and really Onni should say no but who was he pissing off a delegate? So, the gleamstic agreed. Now ready, Onni glowed with excitement.    “I have allowed you to fight me on your home turf as thanks, but I will not ...

Onni was dancing, waiting for his other half. His heart, the one who had him leashed. Hastar was everything, and Onni usually have no favorites and yet here the other was.    So Onni danced in the well loved club. Waiting for the other all the while and hoping he was smiling.   Hastra arrives fashionably late — like he always does. But he comes in with a razzle and a dazzle ; always strutting in a new outfit he makes for himself as he e...

Oh boy, here it comes. Cleaning time for the slightly sloppily organized apartment and later the secret bunker room with Haster. Fuck. Onni inhaled, then exhaled. This was not something he wanted to be doing on his off day. But sadly, like work, it had to be done for life to function. Especially since Brutus HATCHED. EVOLVED. Onni was so amped up that it kicked the gleamstic's cleaning needs. Even if he hated it, for both Brutus' health, his own, eventually Gle...

Onni is so excited! 

Had some ideas based on the catacombs in France and speakeasies from the 20s. Add that to a militaristic Noxving? Seemed legit. I hope this is okay? Onni is also a little wild I apologize.