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 Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 2:14 pm
A sudden thought hit Garret, Did my eyes color change? "Ms. Madeline, I'm curious, what color are my eyes?" He asked, staring into hers. Before now he had thought his eyes were brown, but now he was very unsure, and just had to know. Although he wouldn't mind having the crimson colored eyes she did, he actually thought her eyes were quite amazing, but he couldn't stand not knowing, and it looked like it could easily be threatening.
((sorry about shortness again))
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 5:16 pm
"Hm? Oh, that's what's hiding us from anything that might be lurking about. Talvi-Synnyttäjä. With winter having ended it stands out a bit, but I think goblins are smart enough to stay away from a lone snow flurry."
They reached the edge of the forest without interruption. The Lynx stretched forward before extending each hind-leg one at a time. His leg looked fine now, the fur was shorter in a few spots but aside from that you wouldn't know anything had happened.
The Town could be seen no a long ways off from where they had exited the forest. Patches of snow still remained form the late flurry that had brought Luxor here to begin with. He crouched down, "Hang on."
Before waiting for a response he was in a full run. He lept into the air aimed at a pile of snow and landed with large plume of snow kicking up. A moment later one of the the other snow drift further along popped and the lynx burst form to the next pile. He made his way to the front of the town in a about 4 leaps.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 10:26 pm
At his sudden halt, Lenore flew off the top of his head for about three feet and landed face first in the snow. Letting out a high pitched, chirpy song that roughly translated into a variety of curses, she fought her way out of the snow. Her wings were soaked an numb, so flight was a no go right now and the most she could hope for was transforming without incident.
Lucky her, no one was out and about, so her transformation back into a human was unseen by all but the lynx behind her. Her wings were pulled back under her skin, the glow left her body and left behind smooth, pale, human skin. Bounding over to the nearby tailor shop, she lifted a flower pot and felt around for her spare key.
"Well? get over here you ninny, the quicker I get inside the quicker feeling returns to my body."
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 11:09 am
((Congrats on making Level 2 Glenyore!))
Luxor cocked his head to on side as the fairies head poped out of the snow. He walked over to her as she tranformed and sat as she fiddled with some small pot in front of what he assumed to be her living space. "Is it customary take human form within the wall of the town?" He ask
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 2:08 pm
Lenore turned the key roughly, it always did stick.
"Humans get a bit antsy when they come face to face with reality. And as much as they accept we exist, they don't particularly like acknowladging it. So it's really just best if everyone keeps to themselves."
She shoved the heavy wooden door open just enough to get inside. Hopefully it was wide enough for the cat to get through too, because she was focusing on building a fire right now followed by putting the kettle over the flames.
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Posted: Thu Jan 22, 2009 6:15 pm
Madeline sighed as he asked his question. "You don't know?" Then, smiling slightly, and looking away from his eyes, she stood up and gestured for him to follow. After walking through a door on the left side of the sitting room, they came to a smaller and less richly furnished room. "My 'thinking' room." She said with a lilt in her voice. Indeed, this was where her and Alexandria usually relaxed at night. Pointing to a gilded mirror at the far side of the room, she spoke. "Go see for yourself, I'll not be the one who ruins the surprise."
[[Sorry for not posting. I went on another mini-vacation. Plus, I had mid-terms and had to study... >.<]]
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 10:42 am
Garret looked into the mirror and saw his blood red eyes. However he was surprised, they weren't menacing, in fact they were seductive...were vampires suppose to seduce their prey to get their blood? He was silent as he looked, he also realized he was much better looking than last time he looked in a mirror, odd. He then turned to look at Madeline, his face not showing emotion. "May we relax here, I need to rest." His voice was very flat as he said this.
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 1:05 pm
 A few Snowflakes drifted through the doorway before a tall figure stepped in. He was lean and broad, Built for both speed and power. His skin was even aside from the Lynx facial marking still marking his face. His eye gleamed with the same curiousness somberness as before as the fledgling Fire danced in almost glowing Cyan for them. The Hair around the crown of his head and his lynx ears was White with black tips while the rest was pure white cascading down his back. The nontraditional Lynx tail wrapped itself around his waist and sufficed to say the as the only thing covering him. "Is this more suitable?" He asked examining his newly acquired hand-paws.
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 1:30 pm
Lenore blushed a hot red, before turnign around to grab him a shift she'd made yesterday. It was technically for the boy who was to be hung, but he wouldn't need it any longer. Still turned away se waved it at the nude man furiously.
"It's also customary to wear clothing in the village," she stuttered out.
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Posted: Sat Jan 24, 2009 1:40 pm
Memories of Town life flashed though Luxor's mind. "Oh! Yes, I suppose that's right."
He took the shirt and with a bit of trouble managed to get it on minus a few tears from his overly sharp nails. It was a bit tight but it functioned well enough. He flexed his hand-paws a few time and they formed into full hands.
"I don't suppose you have some," He thought for a moment,
"-pants I think there's called."
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 1:58 am
Lenore sighed before shaking her head, eyes still tightly shut. "I'm afraid I don't have any pant's made. you won't mind a kilt will you?"
Walking through her shop with her eyes shut as she passed the lynx, she opened them when she hit the entryway to her living space. Turth told she didn't have any kilts either, but she had a few spare skirts from her youth that were a bit shorter than the floor length dresses she wore now.
Wait...she hadn't dressed either. Quickly darting into her room, she shut the door and dug for the skirt she intended to give the lynx and upon finding it, reached a single hand outside her door and placed the garment on the floor. Then she set about to putting on her nightshift.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 10:51 am
James was mostly just trying to not die or kill the man for making him wait so long in the ice. He stared at the fire clamping and unclamping his jaw. His eyes were dark and annoyed.
"Sir. what Incident?" He asked curious, this was his first week in town so he was still very much an outsider when it came to past events. He did not know hardly any of the people, and he was a little thick skulled at listening to gossip.
"And how hard is it to wake up when some one knocks on your door for four hours straight?" He shot the man a murderous glare and clenched his fists. If he had known him any better the verbal attack would have gone on log though the night, but he hardly knew the man so there was not much more to say than that. All he knew were that he had better be good at making knives.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 1:37 pm
"All I know was their was some sort of incident a few years ago that made the elders put up a strict curfew, if you want too know what happened I'd ask someone who was here at that time, my family and I arrived shortly after, about a month or so I belive" Dimitri said. His back was turned too James as he rummaged around for some blankets.
"I work very hard for a very long time, you try working one of my days and see how tired you are after that" He said, as a joke.
He found his heavier blankets and brought them over and laid them down next too his visitor and tossed three peices of wood on the fire before sitting down on a stool next too the fire. "Now tell me, why were you at my door at such a late hour?" He asked.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 2:52 pm
James was only half listening after he said he did not know. But his demeanor brightened when the blankets were placed at his side. He took one up and wrapped it around his shoulders. If he had been thinking logically he would have put on a little more weight, but he did not want to ruin his nice jacket by stretching it.
"I wanted to commission some buttons. " He said still shivering. "Silver, with my family crest on them." He did not mention that he had been bored alone in his big house, and wanted some pleasant conversation... James was a rather self centered man at best.
"They should be no larger than one and a half inches across but no smaller than one inch." He was still going on about a hand full of silver buttons he had risked his life to buy from a tired and now probably agitated blacksmith, who was not use to making tinny delicate silver buttons...
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 4:38 pm
Madeline frowned as Garret's voice went completely emotionless, surprised and wondering if something was wrong, she wondered. Does he not like the fact that he has changed...? Sighing and realizing this must be what was wrong, she replied. "Yes, of course we can." Sitting down once again, this time in a leather armchair, and once again in front of the fire, she continued. "Is something wrong? I know it can be a little much to handle... God knows it was for me." Worried that this had ruined the night, Madeline looked around the room as she waited for Garret's answer.
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