Welcome to Gaia! ::

A place for Weres to hang out or talk.

Some info.

Some Weres that are bitten by Vampires don't make it past their change. Some either become Mindless or Lost. But on some rare accusations some do make it through. Some keep their memories while others lose their memory. Like Ilea, they would forget who or what they are. Their memory becoming like swiss cheese so to speak. It's mostly because their inner animal is at constant war with the Vampire inside of them. So it causes alot of problems with most changed Weres. So keep this in mind when you become bitten by a vampire.

He walked in and smirked as he saw the man cleaning a sword. "Well hello. I got word something was going on. I see I'm let down again. *Sigh* So what's going on?" he asked.

Sable looked up at him. "And you are?"

The man smirked. "Do forgive me. My name is Drake. Drake Tourent. A dragon. You?"

Sable stood and placed his blade to his side. "I'm Sable. I don't think I've seen you before."

Drake smiled. "This is my first time here. I got a letter from someone named Lysander..I think that was his name. So what's going on?"

Sable frowned at the man. "Not much that I know of. Simply waiting for others to show up. Bored mostly."

Drake snickered. "Sounds boring. Do you spar by any chance?"

Sable's brow lifted at the question. "Yes why?"

"Then how about sparring with me to past up the time?"

Sable smirked. "Your on." He readied his sword.



Drake smiled.


Sable lifted his word and smirked. "This should be good."

Drake returned the smirk. He flexed his claws and went to his sword on his back. Sable moved and Drake steadied himself. The tiger went low and swung at the dragon. Drake jumped and flipped backwards, landing quietly. They smirked and went at it. Clangs rang out as their swords met. Drake pulled away and swung his word high, Sable blocking. Sable twirled his body and kicked Drakes legs out from underneath him. Drake went down hard and then rolled as Sable went to stab him. They smirked at each other. Sable bolted at him.



Drake blocked as the sword came at his side. The two then rushed at each other. Sword stopped short of removing each others heads.

"You're good."

"You too."

The fighting continues.

Drake puts the movie on, only to find the DVD player doesn't work. "Well there goes that idea. Now what?"

"Oh god move!" Sable walks up to the player and pushes the on switch. "There you goofball. Now we can watch it." He rolls his eyes as he walks back the couch.

Drake snorted and joined him on the couch. "Well EXCUSE me. Geez."

Sable frowned and shook his head.

Drake went to sit down only to remember something. "Oh yeah! No movie is good without snacks and drinks." He walks to the kitchen.

BANG! BASH! KLANG! Sable blinked at the loud sounds coming from the kitchen. He gets up and heads into the kitchen. He freezes and then busts out laughing. The Kitchen looked like World War Three just broke out. Drake was covered in flour.

"this is not FUNNY!!!"

Sable grabbed his sides as he laughed, hard. Tears streaming down his face.

Drake growled and grabbed the nearest pile of flour and tossed it at Sable.

Sable coughed as the flour smacked him straight in the face. He dusted himself off and glared at the dragon. "You are so dead reptile!!!" Sable grabbed another pile of flour and chucked it at him.

Drake ducked then returned fire.

Sable couldn't dodged and was whacked again. His clothes covered in white.

"Now we can call you whitie!"

Sable glared at the man. "You are PAYING for THAT!!!"

Drake gulped and ducked out of the kitchen. Sable following on his heels.Sable aimed and fired. Drake went down hard as the flour pummeled his back.

"Opmph!"

Sable smacked his hands together, dusting them off. "That's what you get idiot."

Drake sat there in shock. Then he slowly sat and crossed his legs. "Humph! At least I didn't start the food fight!" "Bleh!" as he stuck his tongue out at Sable.

Sable's jaw hung in shock. "Oh my god I'm dealing with a child! Someone save me from this idiot!"

((Are you rping with yourself?))

Adon walks into the house. And sees the two asleep. Rolls his eyes and tries not to snicker. Cats, he thinks about the one in black. He decides to check out the rooms and quietly walks past the two sleeping men.

Almost snickers but keeps it down to a smirk. "Doubt it. I'm just looking for a room." Adon states. He had been out and about most of the night and decided it best to crash here. He looked at the feline, again nearly laughing seeing his mussed hair.