tropicalpiragua

A bright amber light came below the ceiling of the runned down warehouse. A clear smell of ocean sea creeping in the cracks of the door. It was quite dim, not that many lights besides the glowing hot molten liquid in the room. Through the scenery, it was obvious there were two chimereons. One brown and white, they sure were doing… Things. The tall white chimereon had an unmeltable cup made of metals inside of the liquid metal, the inside of the cup contained a brown liquid. Coffee? Yup, it was coffee. Azazel put up the cup from the molten lava and placed it onto a table; the other chimereon, Darius, expressed his magic with the flow of a hand as the other held a book. The coffee exhaled a puff of steam. Both chuckled a slight bit before pouring the coffee into separate cups, piping hot coffee! Both were about to take a sip before a big hulking chimereon entered the workshop, Lotus, holding a huge anchor. “What are you two doing?” He expressed. Holding the anchor over his

ML: ^ lotus ^ Azazel ^ Cain ^ Apollo This was supposed to be a family trip they said, it’d be fun they said. The day was going horribly in their mind of Azazel at least. Very. Very bad. She sighed and glared at Cain, who was simply sitting on a rock taking in all of the sunlight. Like the model, he tries to be. “Who thought this was a good idea again?” Az scoffed, dumping his backpack onto the ground and taking a seat near the rock Cain was perched upon. “I did!” He replied with a smile. “Family reunions take a whole lot of exploring don’t they?” “I’m sure you read whatever manual you have on, ‘family reunions’ wrong. I’m pretty sure it meant exploring ways to leave me alone.” Cain laughed at the reply. Shooting a look towards Azazel with his light blue eyes. A considerable difference from Azazel’s maroon eyes. “You still complain a lot, Zizi.” She groaned. “And you’re still extroverted. How fun.” The sun started to set on the dry lands, the tall yellow