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 Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 7:43 pm
A sad smile graced her face for merely a second before replaced by her usual smooth facade,
"Trust me... I'm not so nice," looking out and over the little girl's head her eyes misted over as if she herself was lost in some other time, some other memory. Then breathing a deep sigh she glaced at Piopi,
"So this girl who took your money? What was she like because I may be able to help you find her if you give me an adequate-enough description." She nodded at the barmaid as she dropped off a pile of clean, dry clothes for Lilith's new friend.
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Posted: Sun Aug 27, 2006 10:00 pm
Dusting himself off, the boy turned to give his fermented friend a grateful groan, deft mind already picking out most of the undead language's complexities. 'It's like latin spoken by a drunk, who's been eating sea taffies...' He quipped.
Looking into his compatriot's eyes, he pieced her situation together. Unclouded and brown, this zombie's soul had rebelled against the ressurection of its body, and thus, returned to its shell. With a warm smile, Matthew rubbed his black-leathered hands together until friction built up a warmth, which he caressed across his lips. A slight flickering of cool white fire billowed out across his fingertips, spreading across his pert lips and down into his lungs as he drew life from the air itself.
Taking the still zombie's face in either hand, the young lycan pressed his lips to the broken and frozen flesh of her forehead. Instantly the creature gasped, eyes widening with ecstatic pain. 'It'll only hurt for a moment grandmother,' He promised reverently, silver flames flaring between the silhouettes of the pair as Old Man Winter lashed out in full force with the fury of his blizzard.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 3:44 am
Piopi shrugged "You seem nice enough to me." she picked up the clothes and inspected them." well, she was very quick, like, extra fast and um, slim?" she sighed "I didn't really see her very well- I had been in a dark sack for a while" she looked around unhappily, knowing she had to get some money again "do you know any jobs around here that I could get?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 9:50 pm
She shook her head slightly, her golden hooped earrings moving back and forth dangling from her long gray wolfish ears. Her tail curled around her the back legs of her chair as she spoke,
"No this is my first time ever being here but," a moment of indecision washed over her but was gone as fast as it had come and she strived on knowing she would probably regret the offer later,
"You can travel with me. We can find that girl."
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Posted: Fri Sep 15, 2006 12:06 am
Piopi's face lit up "oh really?" she grinned widely, then realised something "hey, whats your name?" She shook out her hair as she waited for a reply, not seeming to notice anything unusual.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 7:08 pm
"My name's Lilith," she replied deciding that it would be better to give her own name to this girl then some fake one she had used in the past. Sooner or later her lie would catch up with her and then the girl wouldn't trust her. Her ears stiffened as her mind picked up the barely detectable aura of death. A shiver ran down her spine despite her usual stoic persona. Shaking her head slightly she looked at Piopi and asked with a small grin,
"So how old are you?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 8:38 pm
Helping Yena through the tavern doors, the silver-haired lycan sealed old man winter back outside, closing the door with his heel. As the warm scents of food and drink washed over the youth, Matthew's tufted winter ears perked up. Turning only slightly, the boy stared directly into the eyes of the fuzzy eared woman, his own gaze reflecting the idle curiousity of one wolf noticing another. Giving his bushy white tail a flick, the youth continued to direct the thin old woman through the chamber, ordering her some food on his last gold coin before departing from her company. Though at first the woman had looked much like a zombie herself upon entering, the warmth and light of the building seemed to restore her features.
Pert nose twitching slightly, Matthew searched for the lycanthrope's scent again, wolvish ears held erect as he attempted to lock on to her voice.
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Posted: Tue Sep 19, 2006 10:47 am
Her pert nose sniffed the air as the door opened and closed letting in new scents through the door. The one that caused her muscles to tense was the scent of a lycan. The animalistic side of her was excited and it caused her tail to unwrap itself from the chair's leg and started to wag furiously. Her long wolfish ears straightened in tense anticipation and turning her attention from the girl for a moment she grasped her tail with both hands silently willing it to stop wagging yet it still struggled in her hands. She groaned softly and scanned the room her gray blue eyes landing on the lycan who had just entered. His icey blue eyes passed her face for but a moment and she expelled the breath that she had been holding in but then inhaled a sharp breath as his eyes quickly reasserted themselves on her. Their eyes met, her stormy blue orbs with his crystalline blue hues. Staring for merely a second she averted her attention back to the girl across from her although subconsciously she felt his gaze on the small of her back. Setting her shoulders she sat up straight in her seat, her back rigid and reaching out for her spear, firmly grasped it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 7:21 am
With the same giddiness humans must have felt at seeing a long lost family member, Matthew's tail whipped out a rythmic tempo as he found the woman once more. Sniffing lightly, the youth checked, and then rechecked just to be certain before slinking through the crowd towards the table. 'I wonder where she's from,' The pup grinned, 'Certainly from the highlands, there's a slight breath of Elvish blood in her.' Placing his palm on a large man's arm, the wintery-maned boy ducked around the berserker's bulk as the large man favored his covert actions with a cocked eyebrow and a laugh.
Flicking his wolvish ears, the young werewolf took a relocation. 'Her ears are bigger than mine... Is that hereditary, or because she's older?' Just a few tables away now, the giddy playfulness burning up from the blue-eyed boy's chest set him to the edge of giggles, bushy white tail sweeping the floor anxiously.
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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2006 9:14 pm
Acting as if she was paying close attention to the young human in reality her ears stayed stiffened and as she detected the lupine presence make its way closer and closer their table. She could feel the gradual change in his mood as it got from a moderate excitement to a more frenzied joy. It made part of her recoil in slight fright yet it made the other half of her excited: her tail, which had been freed from her grip, wagged excitedly back and forth and her fingers drummed on the table with anticipation. Clasping her hands together to stop their nervous movements her ears twitched with every sound in the inn.
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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2006 9:37 pm
With one final sniff to lock in his targetting system, Matthew flicked his tail crouching down slightly as his body leaned forward automatically. For one moment the crowd parted. It was all the boy needed.
Flexing his powerful legs, the wintery-maned youth leaped away from the floor like a spring, vaulting through the air with his arms spread out into a full pounce, bodilly language already spraying forth an informal greeting, much as the playful canine greeted another; Flying through the air at mach three to land in a scrabble.
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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2006 9:49 pm
To put it mildly, Lilith was quite suprised. Looking around behind her to see a lycan about ready to pounce wasn't something the woman was used to seeing and by the time she had actually taken notice he was already upon her. His suden weight against her chair sent them both flying backwards and succeeded in throwing her to the ground. Her tail wagged joyously as in the sudden sudden flurry of events Lilith had dropped all guards and was completely taken over my her canine instincts. Growling but in a playful manner she found herself smiling toothily at the lycan above her before succeeding in turning the situation around so now she had him pinned to the wooden ground. Her tail and his tail were a blur of wagging fur.
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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2006 10:07 pm
With a surprised yelp as his mount was suddenly reversed, Matt pouted to the grinning face above his, allowing one white ear to flop down over his right eye. "No fair, you're bigger than I am!" He yipped, winding his tail around the female's leg, twisting his lithe one-twenty body against the wooden floor before resigning to a curious sniff, learning still more about the werewoman. 'Aha, Elven and brimstone,' He burbled, already nailing down most of her family tree, releasing his silver tail for a friendly wag.
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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2006 10:23 pm
As the pup below her grinned, she raised an eyebrow at him,
"Well if you want to get technical,"she replied her voice cool yet tinged with amusement,
"Your right I am bigger but as it seems,"she studied his frame and continued,
"Only by an inch or so but weight wise I would have to say your bigger than me." His smile seemed to be infectious because before she knew it she was smiling once again and her tail joined his in wagging noisely between their intertwined legs. Her slender body was only centimeters away from his and she realized with a blush that since both of them were breathing heavier than normal, that with every breath their bodies would touch for a couple of seconds. Raising herself up she realized that it would be harder than she had at first thought for in this position their legs were basically tangled around each other.
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Posted: Thu Sep 21, 2006 10:35 pm
With a playful growl, the young lycan flipped his weight as the shewolf eased back, flipping the pin about once more. As his elven scale half-skirt twirled above his waist to fall like a tent, Matthew stuck out the tip of his tongue at the other wolf as his silver mane fell down to wreath his face in a wintery cowl. Flashing a teasing grin, the youth pulled himself up, knees spread on either side of the woman's legs as he sat in between. "Well, you're still older," He sniffed, crossing his arms resolutely, giving his hair a playful flick.
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