hyenapriest

[hyenapriest]

Is Aha proud of him yet?

#tumbling down the stars ( star rail rp/intel) #(probably not )

[hyenapriest]

@aventurine-official from here

Aw, shucks, so only downsides and no upsides to the glowy eyes. Well, evolution really did screw that one over in this regard, didn't it? “What, ain't no fair, no hiding for stealth in the dark and not even able to see better either? Screw that.”, came the unfiltered reaction instantly. Well, what could he say, patience wasn't Hyena's strong suit, he almost missed the introduction over that. Now the name and title sure rang a bell, as they should with his family's ties to the IPC.

It was just that... the blonde couldn't care less for the business connections he might have for as long as he wasn't in his suit persona and dependant on those connections. No one drew the connection between him and the Crishan's family heir yet. And anyone who did and voiced it might be slandered as insane. So instead he focused on another thing the gambler had said.

Friend. Wow, that one really intonated the word as if he had to swallow glass to bring it out. Nothing about the way he voiced it fitted the definition of friend. Luckily, playing the fool also meant that one could just ignore subtext and intonations at any point.

So when the hand was offered at him? Hyena decided to pull the physical mask from his face – dismissing it into the void alongside the traitorous ears - in a gesture of 'friendship' to give himself away to be read and then he decided to do the 'friend' thing to do. Friends hug as a greeting, it was what he had learned from at least three separate people! His hand reached out to grab the Stoneheart's and then he pulled, with more strength than he had any reason to have but his grip was light enough to allow escape. He tried to pull the man straight into a possibly surprising hug. Now, he'd even wrap his arms around the other blonde if that one ended up crashing into his rather bulky frame. Surely it was the 'friend'ly thing to do!

And if it also would keep the smaller one from being able to read his face, well, surely that was merely an accident.

But if the other looked and was close with the uptake? He might've noticed that something was off. But regardless, the mask Hyena wore was very much his face at this point. And yes, it did indeed 'take one to know one'. Even if the manoeuvrer didn't go through it might have at least been distracting.

“'m Hyena.”, he started “N ya won't find me on any Penacony records!”, he sounded almost proud. But reading out the ID that was linked to his presence would call him out as a member of the Crishan Family, who was linked with the IPC, there'd even be a picture attached! Yet the man in the dreamscape was so wildly different from what was described it surely must be a fake! “N yes, 'm new here.”, here to watch the show, really. “There's gonna be a festival, right? But 'm here for the sideshow.”

#tumbling down the stars ( star rail rp/intel) #(-leaves this here- feel free to ignore) #(bc my advice would be for Aventurine to run far away before Hyena rips open any trauma wounds accidentally)

[hyenapriest]

Oh? Oh! Now that was new. In all matters really.

Now most people decided to flinch when he threw a punch. Most people got scared. And the few knowing how to fight?

Well, they faltered after meeting a strength they weren't expecting. Even if Hyena held his punches that was. But whoever that was took the experimental punch surprisingly well.

Now, he had reeled in his power before! But this, this made him vibrate from the inside out. It was so rare to meet someone that could hold up against him. Most people didn't do so well in a fight against a machine and for all purposes?

Hyena was nothing more than a machine covered in somewhat barely embarrassingly fleshy human skin.

He suffered from it regularly, be it scars, wounds and formerly broken – rebroken – bones at the points the lacing had been broken before. The prospect of someone who could withstand his violence.

Well, it send a surge of excitement down his spine. It was a far different kind of excitement than Heath's voice could call forth. And a different kind of willingness to listen than Hawkes usually caused in him.

So, Hyena listened, eyes fixated on the yellow ones. But the words in itself? - No matter how willing he had been to listen at first. - Turned into bitter disappointment.

The man didn't understand? Well, how could he, the outsider hadn't bothered to explain himself. But shouldn't he understand? No, it wasn't an uncommon occurrence that no one was able to understand Hyena. It was the norm, really! So, for a moment, the blonde faltered.

“Didn't start it.”, came surprisingly calm, fingers still itching to pull another punch. “They're no fun either.”, he explained, blue eyes sparking alive with excitement.

“Ya though. Ya could do bloody perfect!”, he hoped, fingers reaching out to grasp at the cloth in front of him.

“Fight me.”, it wasn't a question but a demand. Funny how he was quickly devolving into a battle maniac on this planet.

“No one takes me punches like that – most of the time.”, given he had to be content with civilians for a really long time now.

@hyenapriest cont. from [X]!

Functioning as security for drunken squabbles on the Luofu certainly wasn't in the Arbiter-General's job description. Even so, Jing Yuan couldn't just watch things get out of hand without doing anything. Besides, it appeared only one individual was the main aggressor in this. If he could just remove the Outworlder from the situation things would settle down and he could call the Cloud Knights to clean up the rest.

"Now let's reel it in a bit--" he begins to say once he separates the Outworlder away from the fray of the scuffle.

There was a moment of hesitation, probably because the stranger might recognize him on some level, but as quick as it happened it was gone.

"Woah!" The General meets the thrown punch with his vambrace to absorb most of the blow.

"Calm down my good fellow! Surely whatever disagreement you're having with these folks can be worked out without violence?" he asks, his usual lax expression not being shaken by the altercation.

#tumbling down the stars ( star rail rp/intel)

[hyenapriest]

mobile intel updated bc I forgot to add the revelations that my Ven gave me

#out of knives

[hyenapriest]

Cloud knight training? Did that mean he'd have to sign up to be a knight?! He would if that was what it took! Couldn't go wrong to learn to use more weapons either, right?

So he tilted his head in thought, fingers drummed along the mask's fake teeth while he considered the option. “So, ya take outsiders?”, probably not. A shame. Lotta impressive outsiders out there! “Wouldn't need t'go t'streets if options were there, duh.” Hey, he wasn't unreasonable! He was reasoning just fine, it just didn't align with her logic but that wasn't really his problem, was it?

But enough of that. Because instead of food he was offered a fight and his first initial heartfelt reaction was to perk up and visually ready to say yes until he faltered. Looked her up and down, and then faltered some more, ears even showing his inner turmoil.

Could he... really fight a woman? Don't get him wrong, there were plenty of impressive woman out there and all of them, every single one, scared the living hell out of him. So that was the problem here.

Now, he didn't have a problem with little miss cloud knight yet, he found her entertaining even because she turned out to be so easy to rile up. But a fight, a serious one, might change that.

And he was known to even get terrified of people he cared for deeply and would otherwise consider friends. There was also no turning off that part of him or he would have done so a long time before. So now he was running through a rollercoaster of expressions, from delighted to hesitant to scared to terrified and back to delighted. It likely looked very funny to onlookers.

He growled, fingers running along his temple in confusion. “Yes, no, maybe. Maybe not, maybe yes?”, now he was certainly being unreasonable. He ended up pouting, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “But the food.”, came in a whine. “If it's a win, what about the food?”, maybe his second most known motivation could pull him through the spar after all.

#tumbling down the stars ( star rail rp/intel)

[hyenapriest]

something so crazy-making about unhealthy mentor-protegé relationships. we're foils, we're mirrors, we're the same person, we're a parent and a child, we're lovers, we're enemies, we'd be better off without each other, we'd kill and die for each other

#out of knives #most versions of hyena and heath tbh

[hyenapriest]

You already know who chooses to embrace Hyena. A certain catboy (who needs a hobby other than hiding and watching) comes from nowhere to slip his arms around Hyena's chest. The hug is tight, as if Stash worried that the fool might vanish or flee, and he only squeezes harder if Hyena chooses to stay.

Yes, yes good! That's a familiar cat, the best cat, his favourite cat – also, incidentally, the only cat he seems to stand. So he wraps his arms around the other's midriff, pushing his face against his friend's chest, bending in half comically. As he usually does when he runs into Stash.

Bear hug time!

#Anonymous #tumbling down the stars ( star rail rp/intel)

[hyenapriest]

Hyena has appeared! What to do?

Caress cheek

Embrace

Insult

Confess

"huh?" What a weird set of options.

#hyena take the wheel ( non serious things/rp )

[hyenapriest]

Emanator? - Emanator! - but does he know? Hell no.

#out of knives #to feed in his usual trope of “only driscols chosen can kill me” #aka another emanator #so he'd either another grad joke of aha #or a thumbs up of nanook

[hyenapriest]

"I love you , I'm glad we're friends"

#descent into madness ( musings ) #( -slaps that onto hyena- yeh sounds about right xD )

[hyenapriest]

It's my 3 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

#3 year tumblrversary #tumblr milestone #out of knives #( it could be so many more xD But I remade when I stopped using icons )

[hyenapriest]

psa:  your writing is better than you think it is

#out of knives

[hyenapriest]

Send 👐 for my muse's reaction to yours squishing their face!

Alternatively, send 👐 + 🔄 for my muse to squish yours!

#how bout some stabscotch ( meme ) #obligatory daily meme

[hyenapriest]

🤼‍♂️ [from Jing Yuan if you feel like it!]

send me  “ 🤼‍♂️ “   for my muse’s reaction to yours physically tugging them away from a fight. 

Well, maybe someone hadn't learned his lesson the last time he tried to pick a fight on the Luofu but could you really blame him? It wasn't even his fault this time, maybe that was why it actually worked this time.

Okay, maybe he had walked straight into the a group of drunken people but he didn't quite intent to do that. It was for all purposes a bona fide accident! Okay, maybe he hadn't been too willing to apologize for their spilled drinks and maybe he acted even more dumb then he usually did to rile the group up –

AND maybe he made fun of their clothing. But, like, he had genuinely just passed the corner and not expected someone to stand there. And then he had decided to throw caution to the wind and provoke the group until someone else would throw a punch first. He might have 'accidentally' defended himself too much.

He was having a blast, tugging him away from the fight – or whatever was left of it given those people were ultimately likely only mere civilians – was a very reasonable thing to do.

It didn't mean that Hyena saw it that way however. So when someone with surprisingly more strength than he expected to encounter separated him from his current prey, he bristled up, ready to throw hands with the stranger too.

It was only the fact that he seemed to recognize the face he was met with that gave him pause. Huh, where did he see that before? His mismatched eyes narrowed and while he rummaged around his brain.

It was probably in the dossier Heath had given him – and read to him really, to make sure that Hyena would actually get the information down. But he just couldn't quite remember a name, or a position – or why that guy was on the list to begin with.

Well, if he forgot it couldn't be important.

What were the chances he'd run into the one person he had been explicitly told to not fuck with – at any cost?

So, what was he to do but try to free himself from any possible remaining grip? Yes, right, throw another punch.

#shallliveoninsong #tumbling down the stars ( star rail rp/intel) #( Heath: “Whatever you do don't get in trouble with the General” ) #( Hyena; like barely two days later really: ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ )

[hyenapriest]

 🤼‍♂️ A certain catboy is worried about losing his buddy.

send me  “ 🤼‍♂️ “   for my muse’s reaction to yours physically tugging them away from a fight. 

No, what the bloody hells ?! He was this close to actually get some action. This close to finally having some decent fun. Hyena barely got any hits in yet! He was even being nice, no knives yet! Well, okay, maybe his fists were even more deadly than his actual weaponry when given the chance but other's didn't have to know that – until it hit them, quite literally. So he was about and ready to direct his unresolved tension and energy against the newly found target that kept tugging at him.

Well, that was until he noticed a very familiar set of ears and worried eyes. His mood did a complete 180 then. The fist that had been on the way to connect with the poor person changed it's direction and a certain Catboy ended up in a probably very familiar bone-crushing hug.

“Oh, ya're here. Ya're here!”, why didn't he say something sooner! “Wait, why r ya here?”

#Anonymous #tumbling down the stars ( star rail rp/intel)

[hyenapriest]

send me  “ 🤼‍♂️ “   for my muse’s reaction to yours physically tugging them away from a fight. 

#how bout some stabscotch ( meme ) #( cannot recommend might be dangerous )

[hyenapriest]

Wait, what? No fight clubs? Oh right, that was how he got in this situation after all. This placing just had barely anything to do. No fun to be had in legal means it seemed – not for him at least. Well, besides food but he hadn't even thought about that until it was mentioned. A gym didn't sound nearly as fun. Where was the threat at that

“What? That gotta be a bloody bad joke! How ya sparring then huh?”, it would explain however why the knight had been refusing to even entertain the idea of a fight. Maybe those weapons were just for show – maybe that was enough to threaten the ordinary public enough to not try to start anything?

“Lies. Lies and slander!”, clearly she just didn't want to tell him where to go! A small part of his mind was telling him that he was being unreasonable. The bigger part insisted that when he played his cards right, he might at least get a free meal out of this. “Ya should at least buy me somethin t'eat after breakin me heart like that.”

Excuse you! Hyena was perfectly normal. For Hyena standards that is. He was even chill for Hyena standards, okay?! Not his fault the world wasn't made for that!

“Well, help was needed!”, he insisted, yet again “Could've just sent me t'entertainment. Real fun.”, but then again it was probably hard to meet the fun of someone who proudly and falsely pronounced himself a masked fool.

At the offer the ears and his face perked up in excitement. He even seemed to bounce on the spot. Fun, oh fun! Entertainment – hopefully!

He listened to the options almost attentively. “What's immersia?” followed almost as a placeholder while he tried to keep his mind from latching onto food. But then again he just... “Oh I wanna try ALL the food!”, came with childish excitement “N then I wanna burn off ALL that energy! Ya dun have a fight club, do ya?”

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