Re: Port Vega: Time with Family
Ireland smirked. "Nope. It's not like you would listen if I did. You are Brandon both say you want my advice, but in the end, you both do the absolutely most stupid asinine thing and then blame everyone else you know for your screw-ups. So nope. Have all the fun in the world with Teresa Ruiz and I will like every single picture your post on Instagram. I'll even comment about how much a great couple you make." Ireland said never being one to mince words.?
When he started fishing for why she was moving back home again, she sighed. "Because I am thinking about becoming a recluse and in order to do that I need to be somewhere where no one can find me. Since you ain't never coming back home again and since Brandon now has a girlfriend, and Chord is busy with work and I think Harrison is about to get married, that I don't have to worry about anyone getting worried and coming to look for me." she said with a smirk as she sipped her tea.?
Over at another table, she saw this guy looking at her. He smiled and she smiled back.?
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Re: Seven Fingers- Calon y M?r (Sara, Henri, Kir, John)
?<Bonnie, deceased NPC waitress>
?
??????The spirit wench faded slightly, her form flickering as her attention was drawn to contemplation and away from maintaining her form. Suddenly she returned to form and leaned forward conspiratorily. ¡°¡¯E¡¯s not right in the ¡®ead,¡± she whispered. ¡°¡¯E¡¯s got smarts, see,¡± she tapped her own head, ¡°but it¡¯s not focused. ¡®Is mind flitters about like a wee bird, it does. Sure ¡®n ye seen that, aye?¡±
????? She winked then. ¡°The Cap¡¯n focused on yerself for a spell. I thought mayhaps ye¡¯d be able t¡¯ suss ¡®im out, but ¡®e¡¯s wandered off again, ¡®asn¡¯t ¡®e?¡±
Sara Merrick-
Sara sighed. "Tis true. For a while I thought we were having a nice time and getting along rather swimmingly and then...then...he changed a bit. But he began speaking about his jewel. Became overly aggressive...in some ways rude. I do not do well in those situations, so I elected to leave him. I think I might had offended him and now he had gone away.? I feel like I should search him out and help him. In so many ways he is a charming man, but in other ways, he seems like he could become violent when provoked and I did not think that was best for either of us." she went quiet shaking her head.?
"I just do not know Bonnie. I wish there was someone I could talk to about him. The Captain is like no other spirit i have ever meet before.?
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
?<Callie Carson>
Callie observed Flynn's demonstration of power and was impressed. She'd only seen something like that once -- a year or two back in Cheyenne. But that was another story.
Sicilien had drawn his guns, so Callie also stood, her pistols at ready, targeting the crowd surrounding them in the bar. There was a shot, but the redhead maintained her cool and did not shoot as one of the thugs fell at the Sicilien's feet. Callie saw the fear in the eyes of the other townsfolk and she knew that kind of fear could do two things -- send them running away with their tails tucked between their legs, or start them shooting.
Cocking back both hammers, she studied the crowd, looking for the next one who wanted to eat some lead. One of the men facing them, a big, curly-headed turd she'd heard called Jethro, stood with a shotgun half-raised and glared at the group with Callie.
"This ain't natural!" he yammered, looking over at Flynn. "It's the devil's work! That's what it is!"
Callie cocked a grin next, "I'd reckon you're right, Jethro. Now take your friends and get! Before someone stirs up the devil himself and he comes for a reckoning."
?
She had one pistol trained on Jethro, pointed right between his eyes, while the other panned across the left side of the crowd...
(New- Belligerent Townsfolk, Sheriff Miller, etc.)
The restaurant, already crowded, became more-so as people flooded in from the bar next door to see who was shooting. As if to add to the commotion Sheriff Miller entered from outside, shaking the dust from his clothes. "What in tarnation is goin' on here?" he bellowed.
Before anyone could answer, from the other door, a stablehand rushed in and yelled, "somebody done kilt that crazy ol' prospector! I just found him murdered!" The crowd swelled towards the five outsiders.
Sheriff Miller drew his pistol and shot a round into the ceiling. "I'll have order! I'll shoot the next sumbitch that steps outta line!" From somewhere in the back an empty bottle sailed over the crowd and struck the sheriff in the head. Sheriff Milled staggered and fell to the floor.
"They murdered ol' Dan," somebody yelled, and the crowd swelled again. This time they ignored their sheriff and rushed the five strangers.
(Flynn)
The pookah watched impassively as Sicilien shot one surly ranch-hand down and Callie drew and pointed her pistols on another, the wild-eyed one with the shotgun shouting about "the devil's work".? And then Sheriff Miller came in, trying to impose order before getting knocked senseless by a thrown bottle to the head. ?
Well now that's done it, thought the pookah, stepping quickly to move between the staggered sheriff and the advancing mob.? If it's the devil they want, it'll be the devil they get, he thought as he cast a glamour over himself and the room. ?
Suddenly the light in the room began to dim, even as the pookah's eyes began to glow a bright blood-red and flames snorted menacingly from his nostrils.? It was all illusion of course, but his hooves were real enough when he reared up and struck the shotgun from the one called Jethro's hands with his forelegs.? Then reared and struck again, this time coming down hard on the man's chest, crumpling him to the floor.
Etienne?
As she sat at her table waiting for the waitress to come back. Etienne noticed a change in the air. Her head rose to find a few of the townsfolk staring at her. She didn¡¯t like that.
Looking back down at her menu she planned to ignore them. But then the hairs on the back of her neck began to pickle.?
Soon voice were raised and there was shouting and name calling and people targeting a table of people that was all the way across the room. And oh god was that...no it couldn¡¯t be...but it was...she had to get out of here.
As Etienne slowly rose, she did Have to stop when a large horse some how managed to walk through the overly already crowded with people table and chairs hotel Resturant.?
Magic user. Yes it was definitely for her to get the hell out of dodge. She continued to try to make her way out either the door that would take her back to the hotel and up to her room or the front door.
Gun fire. Fuck he just killed someone. Slowly while the sheriff was speaking she inched closer and closer towards the door. When some yelled murder and the crowd erupted. Etienne bolted. Running towards the hotel door. She didn¡¯t get very far because the room went red then. Everyone in the place gasped...even her.?
When the horse started trampling people she came to her sense and she ran. Some grabbed her from behind and held her tight to their stinky body with a fat meaty arm around her head.
¡±Where ya think ya going gurl.¡± The rough male voice said ¡°you and ya friends got some explainin¡¯ to do.¡±
¡°Let me go,¡± she said struggle against the man.?
She stomped hard on his foot and he reared back and punched her in the face. ¡°Ow ya Dumb bitch!¡±?
Etienne slumped, dizzy. The beginnings of a real nasty bruise forming on her left chin. He threw her over his left shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
When one of his friends saw him with Etienne he grinned.
¡±You done caught one.¡± He said.
¡°Shure did...bitch thought she was gonna to get away.¡±?
He dragged her back to the commotion stepping up with an evil glint in his eyes.?
He let the girl slide down his front. Holding her around the chest to keep her up. Yet Etienne still slumped forward, Still not quite conscious. Her hair covered her face. The man pulled a knife. He put the knife against her side.?
¡°We know she¡¯s witcha. So stand down or I¡¯ll gut her like a fish.
[Sicilien]
After Sicilien broke the stand-off with the first shot, the crowd surged forward as curious bystanders rushed in from the one of the side entrances toward the back, filling out the crowd as if this place wasn't already packed like a can of sardines.? He watched Callie out of the corner of his eyes as she confronted some big ole lug of a human being.? The man waved his shotgun around as the woman pointed her gun straight at his forehead.? This didn't seem to bother the front liners at all, gnashing their teeth and trying to look menacing, like wolves who were sizing up the prey before them.? Except that who they thought were prey were also armed and dangerous and not willing to back down without a fight.? The only problem was they were slowly being pushed into a corner and there were more of them than there were of Sicilien and gang.? Suddenly, a sheriff popped out of the whole mess, shooting off a round (and wasting a bullet, Sicilien noted), when some belligerent idiot ran in through the front and started yelling about some asshole being murdered.? He could not believe the reaction that followed the screaming.? As if somehow they were responsible for what happened outside these walls.? However, this was enough to distract the sheriff who was promptly downed by a flying bottle smacking against his head with a loud "Clink!"
"Man, if it ain't the biggest gathering of dumb fucks that I've ever seen," Sicilien growling, just about growing fed up with all this bullshit.? His trigger fingers started to get itchy, waiting for someone to make a move so that he'd have an excuse to retaliate and he didn't have to wait long either.? A couple of thugs stepped from behind the barrel of flesh and lunged at Sicilien, but like before, two shots rang out, adding two more bodies to the mix.? Was he going to have to keep doing that to build a wall between them and their aggressors?? He has no problem with that except he wasn't made of infinite bullets and he was sure neither were any of his party add-ons.? "Two more entrants sent to the gates of Hell.? Still feeling brave?? I could do this aaaall day."
"You ain't got that many bullets!" a voice rang out in the crowd and a wave of laughter rode through the crowd, though it affected him none.? Sicilien simply smirked.
"If you want to test that theory, then step right up!? Don't be shy!" he called right back, re-cocking his revolvers.? Flynn didn't seem to be doing so bad either.? Even in his horse form he managed to disarm this Jethro guy, then knocked him down.? Anyone who attempted to jump him were met with swift hoof, make that two hooves, to the face.? However, it seemed the shapeshifter had more up his sleeve.? The entire building suddenly became darker, as if someone dimmed all the lights, as Flynn started huffing out fire out of his nostrils, his eyes glowing like hot coals.? He looked as if he was one of Death's horses.? Seems this lot was quite the religious sort as the crowd suddenly receded around the beast, crossing themselves a thousand times over and muttering many a hail mary and various types of prayers.? That was just what they needed.? "Hey, Equus, think you could part the red sea for us?? I think we overstayed our welcome here."
Before he could continue, a man even larger than the downed Jethro, came into view.? He seemed to be carrying someone over his shoulder, someone who didn't seem to be moving at all or perhaps was unconscious.? Stopping in front of the party, the man took his involuntary captive off and then placed them straight ahead of him, wrapping one of his sausage shaped arms around the other person's chest.? Sicilien couldn't tell who it was, except that it was clear the shape was feminine, but with the dim lights, the unconscious woman was half covered in shadow and the way she slumped in his hold brought her hair forward, hiding her face.? A glint in the light told him all he needed to know - the man was armed with a knife, the very same that he was using to threaten this female.? What exactly could this man stand to gain by holding this over their heads?? Sicilien tried to gauge the others' reactions, looking to Chase, Callie and Flynn.? The man mentioned she belonged with them, but was that a ruse or truth?? How were his companions going to react to this?
OOC from Angel: "posting order is in the above tag. Please keep the tag at the bottom. We
are out of order now so we are gonna let Sicilien go, then Charity
again and finally Chase so we can get back on track then"
TAG: Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping as she sees fit)
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Re: Port Vega: Clean-up in Room 12 (Kites, Gen)
(Gen)
"It's not that I'm not ready," Gen said, thinking it over as Kites kissed her hands.? "It's just that I want to enjoy it.? I mean, really _really_ enjoy it, when I'm not feeling tired or achy or seriously annoyed like I am right now. That's all." When he said that he wouldn't 'dishonor' her though, the androgyne could only raise a bemused eyebrow.? "I'm not a princess.? I'm basically a very expensive lab experiment who ran away from her creators.? I don't think 'dishonor' applies to people like me."? She snickered as she added "At least, I don't recall it showing up in any of my training sessions."?
Once they were in the shower - which was a rather tight fit given that both of them had wings at the moment - the first thing Gen did was to wash the mud off of their faces so that they could engage in some pent-up kissing as they began soaping each other's bodies up.? "Oh, yeah," the androgyne murmured as she ran her slick hands all over the winged youth's muscled shoulders and chest, exploring every part of him she could reach.? "This is a _lot_ better than the elevator."? Which of course produced a completely expectable response from Kites' maleness which she could feel starting to nudge up against her.
"It looks kind of lonely, don't you think?" Gen teased, glancing down at Kites' growing erection and then looking back up at him with mischief glinting in her eyes.? She proceeded to twist herself around in the shower so that her back and wings were presented to Kites.? "If you'd wash them for me, I'll be able to draw them back in and we'll have more room.? _And_ I'll be able to shift to boy-mode and then we'll both have one," she added, pushing her pert soapy butt back to rub teasingly against his now very-hard shaft. "Okay?"
"I can do yours if you like," she offered as Kites began washing her bat-like wings, flexing them to give him access to all of their surface.? "But you might have to tell me how it's done." She looked back over her shoulder at the winged youth uncertainly.? "I've never had to wash feathers before."
[Kites]
"I know you know what I mean, Gen, so stop trying to catch me on a technicality," he said, raising an eyebrow as he smirked, playfully smacking on her butt as "punishment."? He grabbed a loofa on a shelf beside him, then squeeze a bunch of pleasantly scented body wash on it, working up some suds and bubbles as he worked to clean the grime off the androgyne as she endeavored to do the same.? He closed his eyes when she cleaned off his face, then returned her kiss as he looped one arm around her waist and pulled her closer, holding on tight as they smashed their faces together, the other arm holding onto the shower wall handle, loofa in hand.? A deep sigh escaped his lips when they broke for air for just a second, immediately getting back to it as Kites introduced his tongue in the mix.? He couldn't get enough of her, wanting to do more and more but he knew he had to hold himself back.? Regardless of what control he tried to exercise over himself, his body began to act in response to their making out, as heat pooled in his groin, pressing against Gen's thigh.
"You're definitely right on this being much better," he breathed, his breath a little ragged as he tried to catch up to the lack of air.? "Mmm...lonely indeed...it could use some attention..."? Smiling against her lips, he continue his attention on her face, until Gen disconnected, both of them panting as she turned around and asked to clean her wings.? It was quite tight in there so he moved the sponge to her wings and started meticulously cleaning every nook and cranny as she articulated the winged joints, letting him have access to various places that he would've otherwise have to bend to get to.? Once he made sure that all of her wings, inside and outside, he moved onto her back.? The cheeky, all puns intended, androgyne then decided to tease the hell out of Kites, pushing her butt up against his erection, rubbing it up and down to elicit a greater reaction out of his.? He gasped at the friction, closing his eyes as he bit his lip, forcing himself not to shoot off right at that moment.? He made a mental note to pay her back for that, feeling a shiver working its way down his spine.
"Bloody tease, Gen," he murmured, grabbing hold of her hips and then pushed his hips forward, mimicking the action that they would eventually enact for real.? "Two can play at this game.? Just wait till we get out of the shower..."? He had to stop and take a couple of deep breaths, forcing his libido to back down though that did absolutely nothing for his raging hard-on.? If this is how he was reacting now, he couldn't even imagine how hard it was going to be to hold himself back once they're bed, doing everything but.? This made him want to hurry, so he increased the speed with which he cleaned her back.? Once he was done and Gen caused her wings to retreat, he turned his back to her now, slight opening his wings to give her access.? "As for mine, just make sure you get your hands beneath the feathers in every single layer and sort of scrub in a manner as if you're gently scratching an itch.? Use the pads of your fingers, not your nails though, please.? Normally the oil in my feathers keep the water off, but not when it rolls back on the inside."
[Tag Gen]
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
?<Callie Carson>Callie observed Flynn's demonstration of power and was impressed. She'd only seen something like that once -- a year or two back in Cheyenne. But that was another story.Sicilien had drawn his guns, so Callie also stood, her pistols at ready, targeting the crowd surrounding them in the bar. There was a shot, but the redhead maintained her cool and did not shoot as one of the thugs fell at the Sicilien's feet. Callie saw the fear in the eyes of the other townsfolk and she knew that kind of fear could do two things -- send them running away with their tails tucked between their legs, or start them shooting.Cocking back both hammers, she studied the crowd, looking for the next one who wanted to eat some lead. One of the men facing them, a big, curly-headed turd she'd heard called Jethro, stood with a shotgun half-raised and glared at the group with Callie."This ain't natural!" he yammered, looking over at Flynn. "It's the devil's work! That's what it is!"Callie cocked a grin next, "I'd reckon you're right, Jethro. Now take your friends and get! Before someone stirs up the devil himself and he comes for a reckoning."?She had one pistol trained on Jethro, pointed right between his eyes, while the other panned across the left side of the crowd...(New- Belligerent Townsfolk, Sheriff Miller, etc.)The restaurant, already crowded, became more-so as people flooded in from the bar next door to see who was shooting. As if to add to the commotion Sheriff Miller entered from outside, shaking the dust from his clothes. "What in tarnation is goin' on here?" he bellowed.Before anyone could answer, from the other door, a stablehand rushed in and yelled, "somebody done kilt that crazy ol' prospector! I just found him murdered!" The crowd swelled towards the five outsiders.Sheriff Miller drew his pistol and shot a round into the ceiling. "I'll have order! I'll shoot the next sumbitch that steps outta line!" From somewhere in the back an empty bottle sailed over the crowd and struck the sheriff in the head. Sheriff Milled staggered and fell to the floor."They murdered ol' Dan," somebody yelled, and the crowd swelled again. This time they ignored their sheriff and rushed the five strangers.
(Flynn)
The pookah watched impassively as Sicilien shot one surly ranch-hand down and Callie drew and pointed her pistols on another, the wild-eyed one with the shotgun shouting about "the devil's work".? And then Sheriff Miller came in, trying to impose order before getting knocked senseless by a thrown bottle to the head. ?
Well now that's done it, thought the pookah, stepping quickly to move between the staggered sheriff and the advancing mob.? If it's the devil they want, it'll be the devil they get, he thought as he cast a glamour over himself and the room. ?
Suddenly the light in the room began to dim, even as the pookah's eyes began to glow a bright blood-red and flames snorted menacingly from his nostrils.? It was all illusion of course, but his hooves were real enough when he reared up and struck the shotgun from the one called Jethro's hands with his forelegs.? Then reared and struck again, this time coming down hard on the man's chest, crumpling him to the floor.
Etienne?
As she sat at her table waiting for the waitress to come back. Etienne noticed a change in the air. Her head rose to find a few of the townsfolk staring at her. She didn¡¯t like that.
Looking back down at her menu she planned to ignore them. But then the hairs on the back of her neck began to pickle.?
Soon voice were raised and there was shouting and name calling and people targeting a table of people that was all the way across the room. And oh god was that...no it couldn¡¯t be...but it was...she had to get out of here.
As Etienne slowly rose, she did Have to stop when a large horse some how managed to walk through the overly already crowded with people table and chairs hotel Resturant.?
Magic user. Yes it was definitely for her to get the hell out of dodge. She continued to try to make her way out either the door that would take her back to the hotel and up to her room or the front door.
Gun fire. Fuck he just killed someone. Slowly while the sheriff was speaking she inched closer and closer towards the door. When some yelled murder and the crowd erupted. Etienne bolted. Running towards the hotel door. She didn¡¯t get very far because the room went red then. Everyone in the place gasped...even her.?
When the horse started trampling people she came to her sense and she ran. Some grabbed her from behind and held her tight to their stinky body with a fat meaty arm around her head.
¡±Where ya think ya going gurl.¡± The rough male voice said ¡°you and ya friends got some explainin¡¯ to do.¡±
¡°Let me go,¡± she said struggle against the man.?
She stomped hard on his foot and he reared back and punched her in the face. ¡°Ow ya Dumb bitch!¡±?
Etienne slumped, dizzy. The beginnings of a real nasty bruise forming on her left chin. He threw her over his left shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
When one of his friends saw him with Etienne he grinned.
¡±You done caught one.¡± He said.
¡°Shure did...bitch thought she was gonna to get away.¡±?
He dragged her back to the commotion stepping up with an evil glint in his eyes.?
He let the girl slide down his front. Holding her around the chest to keep her up. Yet Etienne still slumped forward, Still not quite conscious. Her hair covered her face. The man pulled a knife. He put the knife against her side.?
¡°We know she¡¯s witcha. So stand down or I¡¯ll gut her like a fish.
TAG: Chase , Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne, Charity (jumping as she sees fit),?
(Ooc...posting order is in the above tag. Please keep the tag at the bottom. We are out of order now so we are gonna let Sicilien go, then Charity again and finally Chase so we can get back on track then)
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
<Callie Carson>Callie observed Flynn's demonstration of power and was impressed. She'd only seen something like that once -- a year or two back in Cheyenne. But that was another story.Sicilien had drawn his guns, so Callie also stood, her pistols at ready, targeting the crowd surrounding them in the bar. There was a shot, but the redhead maintained her cool and did not shoot as one of the thugs fell at the Sicilien's feet. Callie saw the fear in the eyes of the other townsfolk and she knew that kind of fear could do two things -- send them running away with their tails tucked between their legs, or start them shooting.Cocking back both hammers, she studied the crowd, looking for the next one who wanted to eat some lead. One of the men facing them, a big, curly-headed turd she'd heard called Jethro, stood with a shotgun half-raised and glared at the group with Callie."This ain't natural!" he yammered, looking over at Flynn. "It's the devil's work! That's what it is!"Callie cocked a grin next, "I'd reckon you're right, Jethro. Now take your friends and get! Before someone stirs up the devil himself and he comes for a reckoning."?She had one pistol trained on Jethro, pointed right between his eyes, while the other panned across the left side of the crowd...(New- Belligerent Townsfolk, Sheriff Miller, etc.)The restaurant, already crowded, became more-so as people flooded in from the bar next door to see who was shooting. As if to add to the commotion Sheriff Miller entered from outside, shaking the dust from his clothes. "What in tarnation is goin' on here?" he bellowed.Before anyone could answer, from the other door, a stablehand rushed in and yelled, "somebody done kilt that crazy ol' prospector! I just found him murdered!" The crowd swelled towards the five outsiders.Sheriff Miller drew his pistol and shot a round into the ceiling. "I'll have order! I'll shoot the next sumbitch that steps outta line!" From somewhere in the back an empty bottle sailed over the crowd and struck the sheriff in the head. Sheriff Milled staggered and fell to the floor."They murdered ol' Dan," somebody yelled, and the crowd swelled again. This time they ignored their sheriff and rushed the five strangers.
(Flynn)
The pookah watched impassively as Sicilien shot one surly ranch-hand down and Callie drew and pointed her pistols on another, the wild-eyed one with the shotgun shouting about "the devil's work".? And then Sheriff Miller came in, trying to impose order before getting knocked senseless by a thrown bottle to the head. ?
Well now that's done it, thought the pookah, stepping quickly to move between the staggered sheriff and the advancing mob.? If it's the devil they want, it'll be the devil they get, he thought as he cast a glamour over himself and the room. ?
Suddenly the light in the room began to dim, even as the pookah's eyes began to glow a bright blood-red and flames snorted menacingly from his nostrils.? It was all illusion of course, but his hooves were real enough when he reared up and struck the shotgun from the one called Jethro's hands with his forelegs.? Then reared and struck again, this time coming down hard on the man's chest, crumpling him to the floor.
Tag - Chase, Etienne, Charity (jumping as she sees fit other), Sicilien, Callie Carson, Flynn
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Re: Port Vega: Clean-up in Room 12 (Kites, Gen)
[Kites]
"Well, if it feels good, I can do more of that, you know," he answered.? Kites felt his skin tingling in all the places that Gen rubbed her hands over.? He wanted nothing more than to just continue doing that, feeling, finding and kissing all of her sensitive spots.? It was definitely one of things that he was truly looking forward to, but what he didn't expect is that once he stripped, the androgyne would suddenly drop down on her haunches and suddenly start examining him.? He felt his loins twitch, half excited and half bewildered, as she made her scientific observation.? When she provided her analysis, he fell back a bit, feeling like his heart was going to jump out of his body.? Hiding his face beneath his hand as he flushed, the winged boy didn't know if he should smile or laugh out loud, so when he spoke, it kind of came like he did both at the same time.? She was just always full of surprises.
"My God, Gen.? I know your origins but your unabashed boldness still manages to shock me every time," he said, smiling through his words.? Perhaps she would be the one who'd help him get out of his shell of shyness.? Being naked around a bunch of other guys was one thing, but being naked with someone you were infatuated with was an entirely different matter.? It was like being seen for the first time so he was glad that the androgyne was the first to view him bare and whole.? When she wrapped her hands around him, he did the same, turning his head to look at the reflection in the mirror.? Gen was right.? They seemed to complement each other quite well - Kites was a fast and strong flyer, while Gen was more versatile and had a greater degree of maneuverability.? Their natures commanded that they bodies would be slim and toned, just by the sheer amount of activity both would partake in on a daily basis, and even in Gen's androgynous form, she looked lean and fit.? When she said something about them being like a Greek mythology, he idly nodded, being too busy admiring the both of them.? Standing there awhile was good and all, but he was now starting to get itchy again so when Gen grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bathroom, he obediently followed, stepping in as he shut the door.
Sliding the shower doors open, Kites reached inside and turned the handles to hot as the dull sound of water rushing in the pipes was heard, followed by the shower head spraying out.? The facilities here were certainly a lot fancier than what he was used to using at the orphanage.? Those were simple single faucet showers that jutted out of the cemented wall, sectioned off by chest high stalls that give each person just enough space for an individual wash.? Benches would line the walls that one could put their clothes on and base hooks above for you to hang your towel on.? Here was another matter entirely.? The shower head was large and wide, producing droplets of water that was very reminiscent of heavy rain.? Two additional panels were aimed towards the back, each at 45 degree angles that directed water towards the lower parts of the body for whole 'nothe level of clean.? It was mesmerizing even but Gen requires his attention more, gripping his face and turning him so that they looked at each other, eye to eye, as she spoke to him about holding off of more rigorous activities.
"You know I'm just as crazy about you, right?? I mean if the elevator incident didn't tell you," he said, chuckling a bit as he took her hands in his and softly kissed each in turn but didn't let go.? "To do something like that, I mean sex, both of us have to be in agreement, so if you are not ready, I can wait.? The last thing I want to do is disrespect your wishes, so please be rest assured that I won't dishonor you."? He used his hold on her to pull her to him, leaning down as he tilted his head and kissed her, separating after a few seconds as he focused his gaze on her eyes.? Much as he wanted to ignore it, he was just as achy.? His muscles were so strung out that they were singing and he was starting to get fatigued.? He's not ever been put through the paces like that gauntlet did and it made him hurt in so many different places he didn't even know existed.
"Well, let's not waste any more time to do what we've been waiting for the whole day," Kites said teasingly as he stepped into the now steamy shower and pulled Gen along with him, making sure to support her with both his arms so that she didn't accidentally slip.? The shower immediately began to dissolve the caked in dirt and grime with little trailing mud colored rivulets racing down their skin and joining the stream of water that started circling the drain.? "We can then enjoy each other to our heart's content.? Deal?"
(Gen)
"It's not that I'm not ready," Gen said, thinking it over as Kites kissed her hands.? "It's just that I want to enjoy it.? I mean, really _really_ enjoy it, when I'm not feeling tired or achy or seriously annoyed like I am right now. That's all." When he said that he wouldn't 'dishonor' her though, the androgyne could only raise a bemused eyebrow.? "I'm not a princess.? I'm basically a very expensive lab experiment who ran away from her creators.? I don't think 'dishonor' applies to people like me."? She snickered as she added "At least, I don't recall it showing up in any of my training sessions."?
Once they were in the shower - which was a rather tight fit given that both of them had wings at the moment - the first thing Gen did was to wash the mud off of their faces so that they could engage in some pent-up kissing as they began soaping each other's bodies up.? "Oh, yeah," the androgyne murmured as she ran her slick hands all over the winged youth's muscled shoulders and chest, exploring every part of him she could reach.? "This is a _lot_ better than the elevator."? Which of course produced a completely expectable response from Kites' maleness which she could feel starting to nudge up against her.
"It looks kind of lonely, don't you think?" Gen teased, glancing down at Kites' growing erection and then looking back up at him with mischief glinting in her eyes.? She proceeded to twist herself around in the shower so that her back and wings were presented to Kites.? "If you'd wash them for me, I'll be able to draw them back in and we'll have more room.? _And_ I'll be able to shift to boy-mode and then we'll both have one," she added, pushing her pert soapy butt back to rub teasingly against his now very-hard shaft. "Okay?"
"I can do yours if you like," she offered as Kites began washing her bat-like wings, flexing them to give him access to all of their surface.? "But you might have to tell me how it's done." She looked back over her shoulder at the winged youth uncertainly.? "I've never had to wash feathers before."
Tag - Kites
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High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
<Callie Carson>
Callie observed Flynn's demonstration of power and was impressed. She'd only seen something like that once -- a year or two back in Cheyenne. But that was another story.
Sicilien had drawn his guns, so Callie also stood, her pistols at ready, targeting the crowd surrounding them in the bar. There was a shot, but the redhead maintained her cool and did not shoot as one of the thugs fell at the Sicilien's feet. Callie saw the fear in the eyes of the other townsfolk and she knew that kind of fear could do two things -- send them running away with their tails tucked between their legs, or start them shooting.
Cocking back both hammers, she studied the crowd, looking for the next one who wanted to eat some lead. One of the men facing them, a big, curly-headed turd she'd heard called Jethro, stood with a shotgun half-raised and glared at the group with Callie.
"This ain't natural!" he yammered, looking over at Flynn. "It's the devil's work! That's what it is!"
Callie cocked a grin next, "I'd reckon you're right, Jethro. Now take your friends and get! Before someone stirs up the devil himself and he comes for a reckoning."
?
She had one pistol trained on Jethro, pointed right between his eyes, while the other panned across the left side of the crowd...
(New- Belligerent Townsfolk, Sheriff Miller, etc.)
The restaurant, already crowded, became more-so as people flooded in from the bar next door to see who was shooting. As if to add to the commotion Sheriff Miller entered from outside, shaking the dust from his clothes. "What in tarnation is goin' on here?" he bellowed.
Before anyone could answer, from the other door, a stablehand rushed in and yelled, "somebody done kilt that crazy ol' prospector! I just found him murdered!" The crowd swelled towards the five outsiders.
Sheriff Miller drew his pistol and shot a round into the ceiling. "I'll have order! I'll shoot the next sumbitch that steps outta line!" From somewhere in the back an empty bottle sailed over the crowd and struck the sheriff in the head. Sheriff Milled staggered and fell to the floor.
"They murdered ol' Dan," somebody yelled, and the crowd swelled again. This time they ignored their sheriff and rushed the five strangers.
TAG: Sicilian, Callie, Flynn, Chase, Etienne, Charity (jumping as she sees fit), any
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Re: Port Vega: Clean-up in Room 12 (Kites, Gen)
(Gen)
Gen shivered when she felt Kites' hands run over her now bare chest. Though the winged youth didn't know it, her skin was actually more sensitive in her default mode than either her male or female mode.? She looked up into his eyes, smiling enigmatically.? "You're the first person to touch me like this who wasn't a scientist or a lab technician," she murmured, running her fingers of his chest in the same places he was touching hers.? "And it feels... it feels really, really _good_."
The androgyne watched Kites self-consciously remove his underwear... then startled him by suddenly squatting down in front of him to get a closer look, her face barely a hand's width away from his male genitalia.? "This is the first time I've been able to get a good look at one of these," she mused, studying his dangling bits from one angle, then another.? "Other than in books, I mean. And other than my own." At Kites' nervous question, she looked up and grinned.? "Well, you _are_ a male after all, so yes..." she stood up once gain, facing him "...it's pretty much what I expected."
Gen slipped her arms around the winged youth's waist and drew him close, pulling his body against hers, enjoying the closeness and warmth in spite of the fact that they were both still mud-soaked.? She glanced at their reflections in a mirror on the hall wall, then looked back up at Kites, murmuring "With our wings, we look like something out of Greek mythology, don't you think?"
"I think we should take that shower now," the androgyne said, taking Kites by the hand and leading him into the bathroom, "so we can get clean again, and so I can switch to male-mode for you.? But I want to ask you a favor first, okay?"? Reaching up, she took his face in her hands so that they were looking directly into each other's eyes.? "Please understand, I am immensely attracted to you.? My hormones are going crazy and I very much want to try sex with you.? I really do.? But... not today, okay?" ?
At Kites' puzzled look, Gen rested her head wearily against his chest.? "Right now, I'm tired, I ache all over, and I'm just too... too _angry_ to be able to enjoy it.? So is it okay if we just get cleaned up and lie down together?" ? The androgyne looked up at him hopefully.? "We... we can still do stuff.? I mean, I wanna run my hands all over you and I _really_ wanna feel your hands all over me.? I want to feel our bodies rubbing warm against each other and everything. I wanna feel _all_ of that.? Just... not the other stuff.? Not yet."? She chewed pensively on her lip.? "Okay?"
[Kites]
"Well, if it feels good, I can do more of that, you know," he answered.? Kites felt his skin tingling in all the places that Gen rubbed her hands over.? He wanted nothing more than to just continue doing that, feeling, finding and kissing all of her sensitive spots.? It was definitely one of things that he was truly looking forward to, but what he didn't expect is that once he stripped, the androgyne would suddenly drop down on her haunches and suddenly start examining him.? He felt his loins twitch, half excited and half bewildered, as she made her scientific observation.? When she provided her analysis, he fell back a bit, feeling like his heart was going to jump out of his body.? Hiding his face beneath his hand as he flushed, the winged boy didn't know if he should smile or laugh out loud, so when he spoke, it kind of came like he did both at the same time.? She was just always full of surprises.
"My God, Gen.? I know your origins but your unabashed boldness still manages to shock me every time," he said, smiling through his words.? Perhaps she would be the one who'd help him get out of his shell of shyness.? Being naked around a bunch of other guys was one thing, but being naked with someone you were infatuated with was an entirely different matter.? It was like being seen for the first time so he was glad that the androgyne was the first to view him bare and whole.? When she wrapped her hands around him, he did the same, turning his head to look at the reflection in the mirror.? Gen was right.? They seemed to complement each other quite well - Kites was a fast and strong flyer, while Gen was more versatile and had a greater degree of maneuverability.? Their natures commanded that they bodies would be slim and toned, just by the sheer amount of activity both would partake in on a daily basis, and even in Gen's androgynous form, she looked lean and fit.? When she said something about them being like a Greek mythology, he idly nodded, being too busy admiring the both of them.? Standing there awhile was good and all, but he was now starting to get itchy again so when Gen grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bathroom, he obediently followed, stepping in as he shut the door.
Sliding the shower doors open, Kites reached inside and turned the handles to hot as the dull sound of water rushing in the pipes was heard, followed by the shower head spraying out.? The facilities here were certainly a lot fancier than what he was used to using at the orphanage.? Those were simple single faucet showers that jutted out of the cemented wall, sectioned off by chest high stalls that give each person just enough space for an individual wash.? Benches would line the walls that one could put their clothes on and base hooks above for you to hang your towel on.? Here was another matter entirely.? The shower head was large and wide, producing droplets of water that was very reminiscent of heavy rain.? Two additional panels were aimed towards the back, each at 45 degree angles that directed water towards the lower parts of the body for whole 'nothe level of clean.? It was mesmerizing even but Gen requires his attention more, gripping his face and turning him so that they looked at each other, eye to eye, as she spoke to him about holding off of more rigorous activities.
"You know I'm just as crazy about you, right?? I mean if the elevator incident didn't tell you," he said, chuckling a bit as he took her hands in his and softly kissed each in turn but didn't let go.? "To do something like that, I mean sex, both of us have to be in agreement, so if you are not ready, I can wait.? The last thing I want to do is disrespect your wishes, so please be rest assured that I won't dishonor you."? He used his hold on her to pull her to him, leaning down as he tilted his head and kissed her, separating after a few seconds as he focused his gaze on her eyes.? Much as he wanted to ignore it, he was just as achy.? His muscles were so strung out that they were singing and he was starting to get fatigued.? He's not ever been put through the paces like that gauntlet did and it made him hurt in so many different places he didn't even know existed.
"Well, let's not waste any more time to do what we've been waiting for the whole day," Kites said teasingly as he stepped into the now steamy shower and pulled Gen along with him, making sure to support her with both his arms so that she didn't accidentally slip.? The shower immediately began to dissolve the caked in dirt and grime with little trailing mud colored rivulets racing down their skin and joining the stream of water that started circling the drain.? "We can then enjoy each other to our heart's content.? Deal?"
[Tag Gen]
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Seven Fingers- Shanghaied! (Alphonso, Ulrich, Gavin)
(Gavin, Fitch)
It was the third gambling hall that Captain Draegun and Sam Fitch came to, a place called 'Pete's', that showed signs of their errant werewolf. It was a Capi Barra establishment, organized wererats, but the constables were all over it at the moment. There were injured people milling about, constables asking questions, steam wagons with flashing lights, and several miscreants in handcuffs seated on the curb.
After making several discrete inquiries Fitch reported back to Gavin. ¡°Well, Cap¡¯n, it seems that there were a bar fight started by a pair of muscular fellows what slipped off a¡¯fore the coppers showed. One o' em was dressed like a sailor and 'ad a German accent. Word from the Capis is it were a pair o¡¯ Lobos. Outsiders, not from the local pack, an alpha and a beta.¡±
¡°Shit,¡± Gavin replied, ¡°our prodigal wolf has an accomplice.¡± He reached down and removed the ¡®peace tie¡¯ from Gwynrheged, causing the enchanted sword to begin singing her battle song in the back of his mind. ¡°We need to find him before the Admiral catches wind of this.¡±
(Alphonso)
¡®Yes my young brother be free!¡¯? He thought the deep thoughts of him leading him down a dark path was fun.? The idea and smile played upon his lips as he continued moving knowing his younger would keep up or die trying.? He moved them to the higher point in the city, from there they could see the harbor.? ¡°Now what my young friend, should our fun continue or is the sea now calling yer name.¡±? He teased as he looked at bring him up here on purpose just to show him how much of the city they still had yet to conquer.?? He knew the call of freedom and that which the sea could not provide.
(Ulrich)
As he looked out over the lights of Kingston to the harbor and beyond Ulrich couldn¡¯t help but notice the dim glow of Port Royale on the opposite shore, and the bright lights of His Majesty¡¯s Naval Yard to the left of it. He watched the ships lights twinkling on the waves as they moved with the swells of the harbor. ¡°It¡¯s beautiful, isn¡¯t it?¡± he whispered.
Idly the younger werewolf wondered if Mac and Mai had made it back safely, and his thoughts turned to the lithe selkie. He remembered her scent, and the way her skin seemed to melt into his own. ¡°I think I should go back,¡± he admitted to Alphonso.
TAG: Alphonso, any
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Seven Fingers- Calon y M?r (Sara, Henri, Kir, John)
<Sara Merrick>
??? Sara regarded Bonnie as if she had just grown to heads. Sara went quiet waiting. Sure the woman was joking with her. But the punchline never came. Sara let out a small reluctant chuckle. But still, the woman's face was steadfast and earnest. Sara frowned. "Bonne," she began. "Surely you are joking." When the woman said nothing more. "Bonnie, surely you know that can not be the case. There is just no way."
??? Sara went quiet then. Contemplating Bonnie's words. "What else about him do you find peculiar?"
<Bonnie, deceased NPC waitress>
??? The spirit wench faded slightly, her form flickering as her attention was drawn to contemplation and away from maintaining her form. Suddenly she returned to form and leaned forward conspiratorily.? ¡°¡¯E¡¯s not right in the ¡®ead,¡± she whispered. ¡°¡¯E¡¯s got smarts, see,¡± she tapped her own head, ¡°but it¡¯s not focused. ¡®Is mind flitters about like a wee bird, it does. Sure ¡®n ye seen that, aye?¡±
??? She winked then. ¡°The Cap¡¯n focused on yerself for a spell. I thought mayhaps ye¡¯d be able t¡¯ suss ¡®im out, but ¡®e¡¯s wandered off again, ¡®asn¡¯t ¡®e?¡±
<John Merriweather>
??? ¡°Mayhaps,¡± John replied, ¡°I shall avail myself of said punch that you're packing.¡± They had passed the current shoreline, and now strolled streets long dead, drowned beneath the waters of Kingston Harbor. Misty spirit forms were their only companions on the ancient street.
??? ¡°Look there,¡± John said as he pointed at the entrance to an ale house. ¡°See how well defined that place is? It¡¯s remembered strongly, as if by a powerful spirit.¡± He winked, ¡°just the sort we are stalking. ¡®One Eyed Pete¡¯s¡¯,¡± he read hanging the sign over the door, ¡°sounds like a lovely establishment. Shall we?¡± He offered his arm to Kir as he opened the door.
<Kir>
??? Kir grinned at Johns comment about not wanting to be punched by her. As they walked she could see things that looked almost permanent and other things that seemed to be faded, almost non existent. The flow of magic felt different here. She was surprised that she could feel it.
??? When John pointed out an ale house she could see the difference in the fact that out of all the other structures, this one felt more real. She took his offered arm as they moved to enter the 'One Eyed Pete's.' "So a powerful spirit can effect the substance of things here?"
<John Merriweather>
??? John stopped with his hand on the knob of the ethereal door and went into ¡®professor¡¯ mode. ¡°In the spirit realm,¡± he explained, ¡°things, bodies, ones circumstances are ¡®remembered¡¯. See, none of this is real. If a spirit is affixed in death with a great deal of emotion, then it remembers things much clearer than, say, one who has died peacefully in their sleep. That is why most of the spirits you see wandering these streets appear to have met a violent end.¡±
??? ¡°Take for example our Sara,¡± he continued. ¡°Her demise was incredibly emotional, though somewhat less than violent. Her soul was trapped outside of her body for quite a while. She was a zombie, you see, before she died in earnest. As a result, she is a powerful spirit, even more-so since she was strong willed and resolute in life.¡±
??? He chuckled then. ¡°As you might have noticed by our exchange in the boudoir earlier.¡± He finally opened the door and gave a little bow, ¡°after you, my dear.¡±
??? When they entered the pub John noticed a pair of women in archaic garb chatting at one of the tables. It took him a second to recognize Sara as one of them since she was dressed in a period attire.
??? ¡°Good lord,¡± he whispered.
TAG: Sara, Kir, any
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Re: Port Vega: Will the kitty?
(Brandon)
Brandon gazed at cat wet and muddy she was still such a lovely sight to behold. But it was something in the way she was looking at him.
¡°You can tell I am wallowing?¡± He asked wondering what that was as they sat on the bed together. ¡°What look? We just started dating¡I have a look now?¡± He said as he realized he was easily deflecting, she was right, but it was the truth all that he thought had come to a head today. Even with her hand in his, he could tell he was trying to push her away too, would that just make things easier? He knew that wasn¡¯t the truth or he would have let her go.
¡°Get my head outta my ass and man up is what you are sayin?¡± He had heard it enough from Ireland to realize the women he was interested in were pretty much the same! The self-pity and wallowing wasn¡¯t going to work. Sure he could lick his wound and all but that was five minutes not days upon days. It wouldn¡¯t hurt him to be a little more like Rain and not give a damn! Just let whatever dear ol¡¯ dad said roll-off, but he was used to pleasing everyone, but himself!
¡°Fine, together.¡± He kissed her lightly only to pull back. He realized she was right, he was who he was and the fact that he hadn¡¯t been a team player didn¡¯t mean he couldn¡¯t be.
¡°So do you want to take a shower together or separate?¡± He breathed he was by no means pressing and he was sure they both needed to clean up and go eat. He was definitely much better with her here than pushing her on. He wasn¡¯t going to make it a point to avoid Ireland¡not like he could anyway if nothing else she was persistent.
<tag Kat>
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?- Sam, Friends -
Once Scheherazade was left alone, she sat up. With a deep sigh, she blinked at her surrounds. Two says? ?Was that even possible? Apparently it was because it happened...both she and Branson were unconscious for two says.?
As she wracked her mind trying to remember what knocked her out, all she could remember was bits and pieces of the strange dream she had. She could remember anyone¡¯s faces...just the love. There was a lot of love.?
Standing from the bed, Sam moved out onto the balcony. Breathing in the early afternoon air. It was warm...warmer than when she arrived. And she could see the gardens from here...the gardens. The gardens she did remember. They were beautiful once.
¡°I will make them beautiful again.¡± She said aloud.
(Branson)
Branson found Sam out on the balcony when he poked his head into her room to see if she was alright.? "Well, I see you're up and about," he said, coming out to join her on the balcony. "How do you feel?? The others told me that we were both out cold for two days." He scratched his neck awkwardly.? "I gotta confess, I can't seem to remember what happened. When I try, I get little flashes of things, but nothing solid.? Except that something was terribly wrong."? He shrugged as he added "Well, that and I seem to have had this weird dream about polishing boots."? Then he remembered hearing Sam say something just as he'd entered the room.? "Make what beautiful again?"
(Jaimie)
When Jaimie reached the room where Scheherezade was staying, he found her with the American named Branson there was well.? "Ah, Mistress Scheherezade 'n' Master Branson.? Urr ye feeling better noo?" The young ghost stayed close to the door where there were still shadows in the room, not wanting to come to the balcony where the sunlight was bright and revealing. "Ah kin build a fire in th' fireplace if ye wish," he offered. "Or fetch something fae th' scullery if ye'r hungert.? Ah'm sure Margaret wull hae something duin oan th' stove."?
(Translation of Jaimie-speak:? "Ah, Mistress Scheherezade and Master Branson.? Are you feeling better now?? I can build a fire in the fireplace if you wish. Or fetch something from the kitchen if you're hungry.? I'm sure Margaret will have something ready on the stove.")
Tag - Sam, Friends
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Re: Port Vega: Clean-up in Room 12 (Kites, Gen)
[Kites]
"Phew!? Of course not, cause you're kind of stuck with what you see!" he responded, laughing a bit.? That sure helped with taking some of the nervousness that he felt off of him, but once Gen fully undress without any embarrassment whatsoever, he felt his cheeks flush again.? He reached out with his hands, running them over the androgyne's body as if he was touching it for the very first time.? Though that was technically true for that form.? It was amazing.? Gen's skin was supple and limber and as his hands glided over his chest, he was surprised to see how the chest was half formed between male and female but lacking distinctive features.
"Wow...I wouldn't say this was a let down.? You are amazing," he breathed out, stopping at the androgyne's waist.? He's never met anyone like that before, even at the orphanage, and the desire to just hold her to his body and run his hands all over her was quite high.? But Gen was not a novelty and he didn't want to keep gawking like a jackdaw.? They were both extremely filthy and needed to clean up and at this point he was the only obstacle to that.? Pulling away from Gen, Kites dipped his hands into the top of his pants and pulled down on the waist band, revealing a pair of boxer briefs.? Once he extricated himself from that article of clothing, he reached for his underwear too but slightly hesitated.? Again, his heart threatened to explode out of his chest.? "Hope you're not disappointed either..."
Kites pulled down the last piece finally, leaving himself clad in nothing but the air.? Now fully exposed, he felt the most vulnerable that he's ever been in his life, feeling a bit awkward.? He had to actively work at not letting his wings enclose around him.? This was going to happen eventually so he needed to gain more confidence, but at the moment, he was at Gen's mercy.
"W-well, here's all of me..." he murmured, averting his eyes because he was embarrassed of himself.? "Hope it-it's what you expected."
(Gen)
Gen shivered when she felt Kites' hands run over her now bare chest. Though the winged youth didn't know it, her skin was actually more sensitive in her default mode than either her male or female mode.? She looked up into his eyes, smiling enigmatically.? "You're the first person to touch me like this who wasn't a scientist or a lab technician," she murmured, running her fingers of his chest in the same places he was touching hers.? "And it feels... it feels really, really _good_."
The androgyne watched Kites self-consciously remove his underwear... then startled him by suddenly squatting down in front of him to get a closer look, her face barely a hand's width away from his male genitalia.? "This is the first time I've been able to get a good look at one of these," she mused, studying his dangling bits from one angle, then another.? "Other than in books, I mean. And other than my own." At Kites' nervous question, she looked up and grinned.? "Well, you _are_ a male after all, so yes..." she stood up once gain, facing him "...it's pretty much what I expected."
Gen slipped her arms around the winged youth's waist and drew him close, pulling his body against hers, enjoying the closeness and warmth in spite of the fact that they were both still mud-soaked.? She glanced at their reflections in a mirror on the hall wall, then looked back up at Kites, murmuring "With our wings, we look like something out of Greek mythology, don't you think?"
"I think we should take that shower now," the androgyne said, taking Kites by the hand and leading him into the bathroom, "so we can get clean again, and so I can switch to male-mode for you.? But I want to ask you a favor first, okay?"? Reaching up, she took his face in her hands so that they were looking directly into each other's eyes.? "Please understand, I am immensely attracted to you.? My hormones are going crazy and I very much want to try sex with you.? I really do.? But... not today, okay?" ?
At Kites' puzzled look, Gen rested her head wearily against his chest.? "Right now, I'm tired, I ache all over, and I'm just too... too _angry_ to be able to enjoy it.? So is it okay if we just get cleaned up and lie down together?" ? The androgyne looked up at him hopefully.? "We... we can still do stuff.? I mean, I wanna run my hands all over you and I _really_ wanna feel your hands all over me.? I want to feel our bodies rubbing warm against each other and everything. I wanna feel _all_ of that.? Just... not the other stuff.? Not yet."? She chewed pensively on her lip.? "Okay?"
Tag - Kites
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Re: [YOLW] Re: What Lies In The Heart (closed)
(Angus, The Dragon)
"I... have not," the Dragon said with an effort.? "I have no... appetite... at the moment."? His neck drooped until it rested on his massive paws, but he managed to turn his head slightly towards Mikayla.? "If... you are hungry... I can have... Angus... prepare something."
The Dragon seemed to lose focus, his expression going blank as his words became mutterings.? "the one... worked... read the... but... hurts... hurts so much... can't..."? He then fell silent for a long moment, his scaly side heaving unevenly with labored breathing.
Then he seemed to recover a bit, his eyes moving around the chamber and then refocusing on Mikayla once again.? "Oh. Welcome back."? He tried to push himself upright, but barely managed to lift his head a couple of feet.? "I thought you...? had..." ?
The Dragon's head fell roughly back onto his paws and he went silent.
Angus came into the chamber to stand beside Mikayla.? "I fear he is still weakened from his ordeal, Mistress Mikayla.? But as hard as it may be to believe, his condition is much improved over what it was when you left."
?- Mikayla
Mikayla nodded at Angus¡¯s words. ¡°Can you please bring me a pail of hot water, a washcloth and the book.¡± She said to Angus as she moved to come to sit beside the Dragon on the edge of the dais.
She reached out to stroke his head. Softly, yet kindly. ¡°I have returned please forgive me for taking my leave so quickly. It appears I got my panties in a snit and needed Angus to talk some sense into me. Thanks heaven he did,¡± she said continuing to run her soft gentle hand over his head and body.
¡°I am going to give you a warm bath and then you and I will break our fast together. How does that sound?¡± She said cheerily.
¡°And when you are up to it, we will talk. But for now, Angus and I will take great care of you.¡±
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Port Vega: Will the kitty?
(Brandon)
Brandon was back in his room now the flight up that he created had been short but even in all that time he thought about it. How Rain was right he was weak! Ireland wasn't really his sister, he accepted her as his sister because he couldn't have anything more.? Something Rain often made completely clear to him, he wasn't good enough for her or he couldn¡¯t be the man she needed for him to be.? Not the weak pantywaist that followed after their father with no backbone of his own.
?
He was simply far too wanton and lonely, far too thirsty for her.? He wanted to be with her, but he really didn't get to know her, he wanted her as a lover but didn¡¯t know how!? Otherwise he would have known she likes both men and women and to be with him would have tied her down.
?
Mia was just simply another example to show him that he didn't have his act together. He invited her to be with him or the group, either way it was under false pretenses.? Yes the group needed her powers but he needed something more or he wanted something more and that wasn't what Mia wanted!? She wanted what he didn¡¯t have, so it was simply yet again is hunger that over rode his sensibility.
?
He heard Kat at the door and for the life of him; he should have just left the door closed. In the back of his mind he was simply giving up, he just wasn't leader material.? He had gotten chewed out enough, so now what was something else, he had failed them as a leader.
?
Sure he had been a warrior, a protector of the city for some time. But he never work with a group, he never led a group, he was just an individual and knew what he was doing with HIS abilities.?? So he was nothing more than what Rain said just poppa¡¯s boy that was willing to do whatever was necessary to stay in father¡¯s good graces and yet he had failed at that.
?
What on earth made him think that he'd be a good leader?
?
Even now he could hear Rain laughing at him in the back of his mind. But as he waved his hand, the door opened he stepped out and looked at Kat he was glad she hadn¡¯t gotten too far.
?
¡°Are you coming in?¡± He gazed at her all he was wearing was his pants and his boots looking like he was getting ready to take a shower.? There was nothing for him to lose, as a failure.?? Maybe not being leader was the best thing for him, Ireland was better at him in everything including control, so she was easily better suited to the mantle.? He would do what he was told like usual and just live.? Seems her and Mia were getting along splendidly, thereby they could both be leaders since Mia wanted the job as second already.?? ¡®There you go!¡¯
(Kat) ? ?Kat had started down the hall when she heard the door open and Brandon ask if she was going to come in. Turning around she gave him a smile as she walked back and into his room. Once inside and the door shut she really looked at him. In just his pants and boots, Brandon was one of the hottest guys she had ever seen. Yet she could tell that he was brooding. Which was not a good look, even for him.? ? Still covered in dried mud, Kat took the steps to stand ext to him. She reached out to take his hand in hers. She guided him to sit on the bed. Still holding his hand she gives it a squeeze. "I can tell that you are wallowing. And don't tell me you are not. I can smell it. And don't give me that look." She grinned to take the sting out of her words. "You know that I will stand next to you, no matter what." She looked into his eyes. "Right now what I need from you, what we need from you, is to get out of your head and help us. Help me learn to use my powers. Help us learn how to compliment each other when are out there. Even though they put Ireland in charge, it will be you that will be out there with us. You have been doing this superhero stuff longer than any of us. I know that you have worked alone. So learning to work with others is not easy. Just remember, we are in the same boat. None of us have worked with others either. (pause as she shivered) This is a good thing. This means that we can create our own way to work together."? Tag: Brandon
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Re: The Door Between Two Worlds [Roue and Rabbit] (closed)
(Rabbit)
Rabbit blinked in surprise when Roue reached up and touched his face, running his hand along Rabbit's cheek and then through his hair. The elf's hand was deliciously warm on his face and the little vampire closed his eyes, savoring it for the few seconds it lasted, then opened them again in disappointment when Roue took his hand away to stretch himself and yawn. He waited quietly while the elf got dressed, trying not to stare at Roue's near-nakedness but not exactly looking away either.? It was all Rabbit could do to keep his hands to himself as Roue pulled on clothes, covering up his enticingly smooth sculpted body that Rabbit longed to touch.
The elf mumbled something in the incomprehensible language he spoke, but between his stomach rumbling and his subsequent gestures, it was clear that Roue was hungry but wanted to wash up first.
"Uhm, sure. You can do that right h-here."? Rabbit crossed the room and opened a door that led to a small bathroom.? It was nowhere as luxurious as the Roman bath he'd taken Roue to earlier, but it was adequate for basic cleaning and necessities. ?
"I was thinking you m-might wanna go, you know, out for dinner," Rabbit said when the elf was finished washing.? "I mean, we have a pretty good kitchen here and we can make a lot of stuff, but you're not a m-member. At least, uhm, not yet." He hesitated, trying to think of some way to mime what he was saying, but gave up and just plunged ahead.? "I was able to get you some, uhm, cr-credit though, usin' those coins you let me borrow.? Seems like they might be, you know, v-valuable.? Anyways, it means you don' have to worry about anythin' for now.? Okay?"
Rabbit waited to see if anything he said would get a reaction, then just hoped that the tone of his voice would be reassuring in some way.? "Anyways, I know a place you might like.? Just follow me, okay?"
He led the elf back through the main room, which was less crowded for the moment, to one of the club's side doors that members often used to either go back to where they came from or get to their next destination.? He looked back to Roue, then took the door's elaborate brass handle in his fingers.? The little vampire closed his eyes, visualized where he wanted to go, and then turned the handle and pulled. ?
The door opened to barrage of strange noises and bright lights and Rabbit gestured for Roue to hurry through.? When both of them were on the other side, he quickly closed the door again.? From this side, the door was plain and weathered, to the point that it was barely visible against the alley wall in which it lay. ?
"Come on!" Rabbit shouted to make himself heard over the noise.? He hesitated, then took Roue's hand firmly in his, not wanting to take a chance on the elf getting lost.? "This place is called the G-Ginza district," he said as he led Roue through a massive crowd of people, all of whom seemed to be going somewhere with purpose and all of whom were dressed in a confusing array of fashions, all of which were designed to catch the eye.? "It's in Japan. In T-Tokyo.? It's pretty, uhm, f-famous. You can get _anythin'_ here!"? The little vampire grinned impishly as he glanced back at Roue.? "Even m-me, if'n I'm in the mood."
[Roue]
Once Rabbit showed him the washroom, Roue got up off the bed and walked into the small room, twisting the cold metal handles.? It made him hesitate for a moment as he thought back to how the other man's face felt a little cold.? Now why would that be, did he just walk through an ice box?? It didn't quite compute so as the water warmed up, he dipped his hands under the stream and splashed it on his face.? Doing that a couple of times, he then rubbed his face and finally gargled a bit, rinsing out his mouth.? Once he was done, he turned the handles back and then grabbed a towel to dry himself off.? The elf then stepped back into the room as Rabbit kept saying something but again it was all just garbled nonsense.? Now that he was regaining his strength, he had to find some way of being able to communicate.? Gesturing was rudimentary at best, though at least it was working.? Otherwise they'd both up the creek with no paddles.
"<Okay, let's go eat,>" Roue echoed once the other man gestured for him to follow.? Slipping his boots on, he grabbed his money pouch underneath the pillow and tied it to the belt around his waist, then dropped it on the inside so that it stayed hidden.? Once he was done and ready to go, Rabbit led him out of the room and down the stairs back to the main hallway.? The dancing floor seemed to have mostly emptied out since the last time he was out, the wizard noted, though there were still some people who was mingling around, basking in the atmosphere.? He paused for a moment as he noted that some of them held shining tablets of some sort, all seemingly lit up from within, all of various sizes and that its owners kept tapping at its surface, laughing and having conversation.? It felt odd but he didn't have time to question it, even if he could, because he noticed Rabbit looking back at him so he broke out of his trance and ran to catch to him.? They stopped at a large, ornate door with a shiny brass handle.? The wizard wondered if that was an entrance to the dining hall, but when Rabbit stopped and took a short respite, the wizard suddenly felt disturbance in the air.? It was akin to a stone being cast into a still pond, causing a short splash followed by receding waves.? Before he even knew what happened, Rabbit grabbed Roue and pulled him through, quickly shutting the door.
Immediately, the elf was assaulted by a myriad of lights, sounds and smells all at once.? All of his senses were forced to take in and contend with multiple offending sources.? The super bright and flashing lights, the glare of which was adding to the effect, seemed to blind him so he raised his arm to try and block some of it.? His sensitive ears were violated by an amalgamation of sounds, a chimeran mix of various types of musics all mixing together, booming and playing at the same time.? Coupled with the smells of which there were even more than he thought he could handle at once invaded his nose like an infinite, untouchable army.? It threatened to overwhelm him until he felt a cool-like hand tightly grip his and pull him forward.? Before he even knew what was happening, Roue was on his feet and running, stumbling at times as he tried to keep up.? As his eyes slowly adjusted, he saw that it was Rabbit and in fear of being separated from him in this chaos, gripped his hand even tighter.? This was place was strange and disturbing, new and unknown, but there was no time to even look around because had he tried to turn his head, he would've surely stumbled and fell behind so he didn't and kept his focus on no one else but his companion.? So he just kept running, hoping there was an end to this chaos.
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Re: [YOLW] Re: What Lies In The Heart (closed)
- Mikayla -
Mikayla smiles softly at Angus, but inside she was lost in thought. There was no way she had any magical abilities. Just no way.
She tried not to wring her hands as she walked, listening to him tell the story of the Dragon. It made her wonder what happened to all the girl who had been her before her? Had they been eaten...set free...Were they not allowed to come back to the village?
Mikayla listened to Angus...show no fear. She feared that maybe harder than it seemed.?Sooner than she was ready they were at his door.?
Show no fear she repeated and willed herself to calm down. As she stepped inside...one look at the Dragon caused her to gasped. He looked small and frail and in so much pain.
Quickly she came to him. But not too quickly. He needed his pride. ¡°Thank you good sir,¡± she said. ¡°Have you broken you fast this morning yet?¡± She asked coming to sit beside him on the edge of the dais.
(Angus, The Dragon)
"I... have not," the Dragon said with an effort.? "I have no... appetite... at the moment."? His neck drooped until it rested on his massive paws, but he managed to turn his head slightly towards Mikayla.? "If... you are hungry... I can have... Angus... prepare something."
The Dragon seemed to lose focus, his expression going blank as his words became mutterings.? "the one... worked... read the... but... hurts... hurts so much... can't..."? He then fell silent for a long moment, his scaly side heaving unevenly with labored breathing.
Then he seemed to recover a bit, his eyes moving around the chamber and then refocusing on Mikayla once again.? "Oh. Welcome back."? He tried to push himself upright, but barely managed to lift his head a couple of feet.? "I thought you...? had..." ?
The Dragon's head fell roughly back onto his paws and he went silent.
Angus came into the chamber to stand beside Mikayla.? "I fear he is still weakened from his ordeal, Mistress Mikayla.? But as hard as it may be to believe, his condition is much improved over what it was when you left."
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Re: Port Vega: Training Room
(Kat)
? ?Kat
listened as the boss talked to them. Well scolded them really. She understood
what he was saying though it didn't have to be done this way.?
? ?Tired and
still hurting from all that they had done, Kat was ready to hit the showers and
sleep. She had started to half listen to what was being said when she caught
the words that Brandon was being replaced by Ireland as leader of the team. She
looked to Chord, Harrison then Ireland, her eyes shown with a mixture of anger
and disappointment. He wasn't giving Brandon a chance. Ireland for her part
seemed genuinely shocked. Telling Brandon that they would talk later.
? ?To shocked
herself she turned to Brandon when she felt his touch I her arm. Turning to him
she put her hand on his. She could see the hurt in his eyes, smell it in his scent.
Wanting to say something yet not sure as to what, Brandon turned and left. It
had been a very long time for Kat to have felt like she wasn't alone. It was a
good feeling. One that she wanted to keep, yet she felt as if this was starting
to slip away as she watched Brandon walk through the door.?
? ?She turned
to briefly look at the others. Those that could smell her scent could tell that
she was angry, hurt and confused. Mia could see it in her eyes. "We do
better tomorrow. Right?." Her voice held that anger, hurt and confusion
yet the group could tell that her emotions were not directed towards them. She
gave them a brief small smile then turned to Kite and placed her had on his arm
and gave him a bigger one, then left to go after Brandon.?
? ?She didn't
need to try and track him down. His scent was easy to follow. Once in the
living room she stopped where he had stood and looked up to his room. It only
took her a moment to make her way up to his door. Standing outside she
remembered what Chord had said about seeing everyone and what they had done
together earlier. She reached up knocked then spoke. "I......I going to
get cleaned up. If you would like to talk later. I would like to. After dinner?
Let me know......Ok?" She stayed for a second then turned to head to her
room.
?
(Brandon)
Brandon was back in his room now the flight up that he created had been short
but even in all that time he thought about it. How Rain was right he was weak!
Ireland wasn't really his sister, he accepted her as his sister because he
couldn't have anything more.? Something
Rain often made completely clear to him, he wasn't good enough for her or he couldn¡¯t
be the man she needed for him to be.? Not
the weak pantywaist that followed after their father with no backbone of his
own.
?
He was simply far too wanton and lonely, far too
thirsty for her.? He wanted to be with
her, but he really didn't get to know her, he wanted her as a lover but didn¡¯t
know how!? Otherwise he would have known
she likes both men and women and to be with him would have tied her down.
?
Mia was just simply another example to show him
that he didn't have his act together. He invited her to be with him or the
group, either way it was under false pretenses.? Yes the group needed her powers but he needed
something more or he wanted something more and that wasn't what Mia wanted!? She wanted what he didn¡¯t have, so it was
simply yet again is hunger that over rode his sensibility.
?
He heard Kat at the door and for the life of
him; he should have just left the door closed. In the back of his mind he was
simply giving up, he just wasn't leader material.? He had gotten chewed out enough, so now what
was something else, he had failed them as a leader.
?
Sure he had been a warrior, a protector of the
city for some time. But he never work with a group, he never led a group, he
was just an individual and knew what he was doing with HIS abilities.?? So he was nothing more than what Rain said
just poppa¡¯s boy that was willing to do whatever was necessary to stay in
father¡¯s good graces and yet he had failed at that.
?
What on earth made him think that he'd be a
good leader?
?
Even now he could hear Rain laughing at him in
the back of his mind. But as he waved his hand, the door opened he stepped out
and looked at Kat he was glad she hadn¡¯t gotten too far.
?
¡°Are you coming in?¡± He gazed at her all he was
wearing was his pants and his boots looking like he was getting ready to take a
shower.? There was nothing for him to
lose, as a failure.?? Maybe not being
leader was the best thing for him, Ireland was better at him in everything
including control, so she was easily better suited to the mantle.? He would do what he was told like usual and
just live.? Seems her and Mia were
getting along splendidly, thereby they could both be leaders since Mia wanted
the job as second already.?? ¡®There you
go!¡¯
?
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Re: Port Vega: Clean-up in Room 12 (Kites, Gen)
(Gen)
"It doesn't offend me," Gen said, looking puzzled.? "Why would it?? I'm the same person, no matter what mode I'm in."? The androgyne snickered as she ran a teasing finger down the winged youth's chest.? "Does it offend you that I like you being male?"
"Well, I suppose I haven't done this with anyone either," she said, looking thoughtful. "At least, not like this. Not because I _wanted_ to." At Kites' puzzled look, Gen shrugged indifferently. "I was created and raised in a lab, remember? I was often naked and had people looking me over and putting probes on me and in me in ways you probably don't want to know about."
She watched as Kites got his uniform top off, having to unsnap the parts that allowed his wings to extend freely.? "Nice muscles," she said when he was done, reaching up and running her hands admiringly across his mud-streaked shoulders and chest.? "Kind of filthy, but nice."
"My turn," Gen said, taking a step back and began casually stripping off her uniform, the top for which she had to flex her wings at a certain angle, and then the boots, and the pants, until she stood before Kites in only her panties.? In her default mode, her lithe smooth form was on that vague line between male and female, somewhat like both but having the sexual characteristics of neither.
"And now, last but not least," she said, grinning as she slowly, teasingly slipped her panties down over her hips and then quickly the rest of the way off, revealing... nothing. At least nothing that could be seen from above.? "Yeah, I know," she sighed, shrugging apologetically.? "Kind of a let down, huh?"? She smirked though as she turned around and showed the blushing youth her backside.? "But I do have a seriously cute butt, right?" ?
"Your turn, flyboy," Gen said turning back towards Kites, her eyes bright with mischief.? "Show me what _you've_ got to play with." ?
[Kites]
"Phew!? Of course not, cause you're kind of stuck with what you see!" he responded, laughing a bit.? That sure helped with taking some of the nervousness that he felt off of him, but once Gen fully undress without any embarrassment whatsoever, he felt his cheeks flush again.? He reached out with his hands, running them over the androgyne's body as if he was touching it for the very first time.? Though that was technically true for that form.? It was amazing.? Gen's skin was supple and limber and as his hands glided over his chest, he was surprised to see how the chest was half formed between male and female but lacking distinctive features.
"Wow...I wouldn't say this was a let down.? You are amazing," he breathed out, stopping at the androgyne's waist.? He's never met anyone like that before, even at the orphanage, and the desire to just hold her to his body and run his hands all over her was quite high.? But Gen was not a novelty and he didn't want to keep gawking like a jackdaw.? They were both extremely filthy and needed to clean up and at this point he was the only obstacle to that.? Pulling away from Gen, Kites dipped his hands into the top of his pants and pulled down on the waist band, revealing a pair of boxer briefs.? Once he extricated himself from that article of clothing, he reached for his underwear too but slightly hesitated.? Again, his heart threatened to explode out of his chest.? "Hope you're not disappointed either..."
Kites pulled down the last piece finally, leaving himself clad in nothing but the air.? Now fully exposed, he felt the most vulnerable that he's ever been in his life, feeling a bit awkward.? He had to actively work at not letting his wings enclose around him.? This was going to happen eventually so he needed to gain more confidence, but at the moment, he was Gen's mercy.
"W-well, here's all of me..." he murmured, averting his eyes because he was embarrassed of himself.? "Hope it-it's what you expected."
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