"Hold your hands to your chest. And tell me what you find. Out of you, a sparrow comes. And sees without its eyes. Don't forget who you are even though you are hurt. You are caught in a wire and soon it will burst. You can cry."
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐓, 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. It was a sentiment the night dragon had not experienced, growing up under Kestrel's talons. Then the SANDWING WAR, then the volcano, there was never a moment for Starflight to sit and MOURN. To mourn the loss of innocence, mourn the dead, mourn the loss of sight.
A scroll, battered and worn, was held gently in his talons. He had planned on making a copy of it, an effort to PRESERVE the scroll for ages to come. Now, he wasn’t quite sure if he would ever be able to make that a reality. 〝 How did you do it? 〞 The dragonet asked, his voice laced with hesitancy, 〝 ADJUST i mean... 〞
cole constantly thinks about rocky - his room is filled with drawings of her, he has a tattoo sleeve of her on his arm, he named himself rocky dangerbuff like c'monnnn
cole took up cooking lessons as well as had zane help him learn how to cook post s1. he also took drawing lessons during his school years and kept up with it. whenever he misses rocky, he draws her. his room is covered with drawings of her, nature, and the ninja
𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒
We're born at night So much of our lives Is just carving through the dark
noble of the nightwings, son of nocturnal and nightshade, younger brother to parallax, captain of the royal guard. he is an adult dragon by a few years prior to the start of arc 01, making him just slightly younger than morrowseer. his mother, nightshade, was one of the few nightwings working in intel, granting her access to the mainland. as a result of her being sent off to a long-term intel mission in the sea kingdom, noble hatched being blessed with one full moon, giving him the ability to read minds. an ability long lost to his tribe. for the first few years, noble grew up on a remote island off of the bay of thousand scales until he was older enough to make the venture back to the nightwing island with nightshade. during this time, he learned the history and traditions of his tribe as well as the ways of the other tribes - how to fight against them, their patrol routes, where they stood in the war, etc.
once he returned home, his real training begun. noble is very much a product of his time with the nightwings, though he doesn't really share the nightwing superiority ideal. however, in hopes of winning the affection of his father, nocturnal, and other nightwings around him, he would do anything for his tribe. noble excelled in his combat training, hoping to be a guardsmen like his father someday.
it wasn't long before the nightwings to learn of his mind reading abilities, quickly resulting in noble gaining favouritism. he became a test subject as the nightwing scientists tried to figure out how to recreate it - to bring power back to the tribe. while he didn't oppose it, again falling into the mindset of blind loyalty and doing whatever it took to serve his tribe, it weighed heavily on him.
upon his father's death, noble inherited his position as captain of the queen's guard. something that meant everything to noble. he worked closely with the queen and morrowseer and was present during the icewing attack that wounded her. during the attack, he was also stuck by the icewing's frost breath, severely injuring his shoulder. following the queen, he submerged his shoulder in lava, hoping to prevent the frostbite from spreading. he kept doing this until his sister threatened an animus to enchant armour (kinda like this but slightly lower, on his actual shoulder) that would keep his shoulder heated enough to prevent it from spreading in the form of a shoulder plate made from scavenged metals.
following the death of his queen and the end of the war, noble abandoned the tribe, in hopes of returning to the lost city of night and rebuilding his tribe to former glory. during his time alone, he stumbled across a strange silver nightwing dragonet being attacked. he jumped in and killed her attacker. not wanting to admit it is because he cared, he adopted the guise of 'a nightwing looks after their own' and the two began traveling together.
☽ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 ☾ @multiicolor
𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐃𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐁 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒, 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆. He knew he couldn't force her but the shock of her REFUSAL stunned the dragonet. Peril wanted to... stay? His shoulder sunken as he fought to figure out the right words to say. 〝 After EVERYTHING she did to you... you're gonna stay...? 〞
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☽ 𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐃 ☾ @lightcreators
𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 - 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋. So it came to no surprise that Keith preferred to train ALONE during the quiet hours of way past curfew. The only sounds to fill the night's air was the hacking of his sword against the straw dummies who didn't have a chance against Keith's built up anger. 〝 Not GOOD ENOUGH for you to claim, huh? 〞 Sweat beaded onto his brow as he huffed, 〝 I'll show you.. 〞
wow, what a rough audience. ( an audience of one that is ) jay clicked the roof of his mouth with his tongue, the skeleton arm contraption thrown to the side; abandoned and forgotten now. the blue ninja stepped closer, checking out the chains. “ you should be glad that i'm a nice guy, cole. or i'd leave you like one of those cat posters that says hang in there. ” he huffs. “ though there's no positivity in this. down right sad. ”
he then pats down his pockets, searching for the key. he then stops searching, eyebrows pinched together. “ uhm... ” nope, not there, not there either— ah-ha! found it! he eventually found the key to the chains. “ h-heh. that would've been a disaster. ” jay made a beeline to the chains, planning on freeing cole. “ assuming this is vengestone, huh? ”
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐉𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊. All bark, no bite. Oak coloured trailed the blue ninja as he approached. 〝 Just get these off of me, 〞 He held his arms out steady for the master of lightning, 〝 They're startin' to hurt 〞 He mumbled, a faint purple hue bloomed where the VENGESTONE had dug into his skin.
Anxious eyes tracked Jay’s every move as the blue ninja rummaged frantically. 〝 Jay... 〞 Cole’s voice was deliberate, each word heavy with warning. 〝 If you lost the key, the only poster you're gonna have is you on a missing persons poster. 〞 They both knew he didn't REALLY mean it. Looks like they were both all bark and no biting. Fortunately, it seemed like they wouldn't have to find out as the blue ninja finally fished the key from his gi. The metallic clink of chains hitting the ground was Cole’s cue. He shot to his feet, rubbing his aching wrists with a grimace. 〝 Seriously, 〞 he muttered, his tone laced with frustration, 〝 what is the point of ELEMENTAL powers if everyone in Ninjago has this stuff. So not fair. 〞