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Thread: Borderline Challenge (MassAtk330 | celestine]

As he left the room he steeled him self for what was to come. This 'Friend' of his happens to be one of his mentors in the ways for being a spy. She was a famous spy back in her day and now taught the younger generation to do the same. She never gave her age and although she looked like she was 35-ish she acted like she was 25. He came up to her door and rapted his knuckles against her door which caused a I'm coooooming. in a singsongy voice. The door opened to a woman who obviously dyed her hair at least twice a week, little to no wrinkles, and a kimono. Ohhh darling. You've come to confess your love fore me already have you? This made him make a sound similar to a 'Tis'. Wrong again Evelin. I'm just here to ask to barrow a article of clothing from you. Evelin Steps out of the way to let her past student in her domain of pinks and other girly things. Just a hair-tie. he said as he stepped in. Ohh? And what would one of such ... taste ... want with something of mine? Hmm? Pausing to think, he know this would come but haven't found a way to explain with out sounding ...like a weirdo. Well you know the captive he have right? The spy from the recent victory over their clan. Well since I was the one who caught her the emperor granted me with her body to do what I please rather kill her or other things. And be fore you say anything ... No I haven't done any thing yet. I rather not see any more death after that. He sees a hair-tie over on the far left which he grabs and turns to walk out the door. Evelin must have took time to register his words because by the time she woke from the shock Kuaisu was halfway down the hall. She yelled I want that back mister! He ignored her and kept walking.
Thread: Borderline Challenge (MassAtk330 | celestine]

As soon as he'd stepped out, she immediately jolted upright, hedging over towards his desk to look through the documents that she knew were there. After all, he'd been looking at something . Until he came back, she would examine them... And go through his desk. As she looked through the contents of the documents she was finding, she was fairly surprised to see so much of it was inaccurate, especially about her former master's home, loyal supporters, suppliers, etc. She was actually quite startled. How in the hell had they lost to someone that didn't even have all the information they needed in order to strike a solid blow? She supposed it was because her master's lack of a decent spy had caused his downfall. Of the spies loyal to him, she was the best... And once she was captured, she should've guessed that it would only be a matter of time. But still, to realize that the person to whom your loyalty has lain was something of a total idiot was... A difficult feeling. Very, very interesting... she murmured as she looked through the other documents. A lot of them she realized, was gossip. Deadly gossip. This was why she didn't like gossip, really. It showed the level of stupidity that was present in the courtiers, courtesans, artisans... It really was quite pathetic. She supposed it was a good thing her mast wasn't much of a body monger. After a moment, she burst into laughter, but quickly silencing herself. It was hardly right to laugh in such a way so soon after his passing.
Thread: Roadkill Meeting (BlackWingAngel | celestine)

Mayumi carefully pet the newest addition to the clinic for the night in an attempt to soothe it. It's alright, she cooed at it softly. She love animals. It was part of the reason that she wanted to become a veterinarian when she became qualified. She'd wanted it since she was a small child and she'd continued working for it ever since. Now, she was a college intern at a clinic closer to her school than her home, but close all the same. It was yet another step closer to her dream! Mayumi, we're closing up in ten! Scott called to her. Thanks, Scott - I'll grab my stuff and head on out! she responded cheerfully. Scott was the manager and pretty much equated to being her boss. He was a nice guy and was pretty understanding about her schedule and life. True to her word, she gave the small dog one last pat before she straightened up, moving behind the counter to grab her purse and coat from beneath it. The coat, she put on. The purse, she dragged keys out of. I'll see you next week! She headed out to the front and settled into her pickup truck. Some said it was too big for her, but she thought it was perfect. It was good for groceries, hauling, and all the rough and tumble tasks that she needed... And when it rained... Well, the cover she'd ordered should be coming soon enough. She drove along carefully - she always did on this road, because it was curvy and dark, well away from the lights that cars of higher levels of traffic would have given her. Despite her care, though, she was too slow to slam on the brakes when something darted across the road and she felt a rather heavy thump as she hit whatever it was. Heart pounding, she immediately set the truck in part and ripped herself out of the seatbelt and onto the pavement to see what she'd hit.
Thread: Roadkill Meeting (BlackWingAngel | celestine)

Mere minutes before, two animals were racing through the dark night, one in vengeful pursuit of the other. The pursued was, in all sense of the phrase, out of it's natural habitat it was a Benghal Tiger, yet colored in the blacks and greys of darkness. The pursuer was more suitable for the current climate a wolf, gleaming brown in the moonlight. The two exchanged roar and howls, an exchange of anger and threats of violence that blazed through the fields. At least that was human ears heard. In the tongue that the two spoke, it was as clear as daylight and as understandable as a simple question. ARCANUS! COME BACK HERE! growled the wolf, his teeth exposed in a deadly snarl. The tiger continued to run, his laughter a deadly torture to his pursuer's ears. You always were weak, Desril! Pathetic! Not even worth being a Evoris! Hahahahaha!!! Desril barked in retaliation, increasing his speed with all of his strength in an attempt to catch the faster and stronger Arcanus. Suddenly, the surface had changed beneath Desril's paws. What is this? he wondered, glancing downward. However, it was this that was his biggest mistake, as a bright light rose from the crest of the hill. Desril turned his head in time to see the strange object begin to screech loudly before it collided with his wolven form, sending him sprawling with a yelp. The impact was too forceful for the Evoris to handle. He could feel his broken ribs begining to ache violently, a small gash over his left eye leaking blood onto the rock-like path. As Desril's vision begin to blur, he saw Arcanus laugh quietly to himself before slinking off into the darkness. I... I failed... That was his last thought before he fell unconscious.
Thread: Roadkill Meeting (BlackWingAngel | celestine)

Holy shit! Unfortunately, those uncouth words were the first that slipped from Mayumi's supple lips when she saw just what it was that she'd hit. It was undoubtedly a wolf. She knew it for a fact because of the distinctive features it had in the muzzle and paws... And, of course, you couldn't discount the beast's size. Taking a deep breath, Mayumi gave an overview examination of the animal. There was blood slipping from its face - a gash over his left eye... And from the way the creature's breathing was going, there was undoubtedly some damage to his ribs. That was to be expected from a greeting with a truck. She tested the wounds a bit, touching the ribs gently to assess the damage. There didn't appear to be any internal punctures or anything of the sort... Which meant that she just had to splint and wrap the wounds and attend to the injury over his eye. Next she took a moment to check for gender... It would hardly do to continue calling the wolf a he if it was really a she, after all. Finding that the wolf was, indeed, male, she sagely nodded to herself before taking off her coat. There was no room in the cab - she'd have to load him onto the bed of her truck. It was, Mayumi thought to herself on the way back, a good thing that there had been a piece of wood in the bed. After managing to get the coat under the wolf, she'd somehow managed to get it to her truck, but then had been faced with lifting it into the bed. She'd caught sight of the board and leaned it against the truck, using it as a sort of ramp to drag the wolf into the bed. Her coat, though, would never be the same, she thought mournfully. When she finally got home, she decided to take a slightly easier route. There were small little squares on wheels that she had from when she'd moved into her small house and she brought a couple of them out. She loaded the wolf onto them in pieces and then rolled him into her house. She considered putting him in front of the hearth of her living room, but decided against it. She couldn't turn the fireplace on overnight - what if something caught fire? And it was cold there. She took him to her spare bedroom instead. Sheer force of will got him onto the covers and there he'd have to stay. It took her a bit, but she was able to locate the necessary materials to tend his wounds. She got his ribs bound and cleaned the gash over his eye. She grabbed a tray from her kitchen and loaded it with some of the prime steaks she'd had in her freezer, figuring she owed it to the wolf after hitting him. She also filled a large bowl with water. She put both in the room before closing the door and heading back to her own room to sleep. She'd see how he fared in the morning. If he was worse, she'd ask Scott to let her into the clinic to get some x-rays done, but if he was alright, she'd wait until Monday... If only it was as easy to sleep as it was to breathe...
Thread: Roadkill Meeting (BlackWingAngel | celestine)

Unnngh... my head... Slowly, Desril's eyes opened to the sound of birds tweeting. He had no recollection of how much time had passed since the chase, since that blasted object, whatever it was, had hit him. The only thing he could gather was the fact that it was morning, he wasn't dead and he wasn't in the village. Matter of fact, he was in something similar to a bed. Except... more comfortable. Lifting his head, which ached badly, he began to look around the space. It was similar to his hut, but made of materials stronger than mud and sticks. Upon the floor was what looked like meat on a plate and water in a bowl. Feeling his hunger, Desril slowly clambered from the bed, ignoring the pain in his ribs, and began to eat. The flavour was a little less compared to fresh meat, but he couldn't complain. After devouring the whole thing, Desril pushed his snout at the bowl and plate gently before giving up on the thought of eating them and climbing back into bed, pacing a little circle before lying down again. I wonder who brought me here... he thought.
Thread: Roadkill Meeting (BlackWingAngel | celestine)

It was around eight in the morning when Mayumi finally got out of bed. Her first order of action was to check on the wolf she'd brought back with her. She opened the door slowly, not wanting it to creak and startle her unintended guest. Seeing that said guest was still on the bed, she deemed it safe to enter. It took her only but a moment to take stock of what had been eaten or drank. That he'd done so at all was a relief - it meant that the wolf was that much less likely to enter into shock. It was certainly nice to have at least one less worry on her mind. You poor thing, she murmured quietly as she replaced the water and put a few more steaks down. Mayumi left the room once more to grab her medical kit and returned to it, shutting the door behind her to survey the animal on the bedspread. From his movements, it would appear that his ribs weren't broken. Bruised and potentially fractured, but that he was able to move was a good sign... And that gash she had no doubt would heal over like a battle scar story waiting to happen.
Thread: Roadkill Meeting (BlackWingAngel | celestine)

Hearing the sound of someone entering, Desril observed quietly as the woman came in, refilled his food and water then disappeared again for a brief moment. So... she's the one that saved me... Watching her movements, however, he could see the guilt hanging lightly from her shoulders, indicating that she was also the one who hit him with the object. Upon her return, she began to inspect his wolf form, which didn't surprise Desril at all based upon the bandages that were wrapped around his ribs and head, she was skilled at healing. However, what did surprise Desril was what was about to happen. Damn it, so soon? She will not believe it! he panicked, struggling to retreat from her touch. Too late. He released a loud howl as his body began to heal at it's rapid rate, his bones melding back together and all of his scars healing over. This brought change, however. Unable to keep the form, Desril slowly shrunk down, his fur dissolving beneath his skin and his features becoming more and more human every second. Eventually, the wolf was replaced by the man. Lying there naked, the bandages around his ribs now too big for his muscular body, and head which was adorned by hair the same shade of brown as his fur and accompanied his hazel eyes draping over him, he looked at the woman then gave an apologetic shrug. Well... I would have said don't panic.... but all you would have got was 'bark, bark'.
Thread: Roadkill Meeting (BlackWingAngel | celestine)

Mayumi immediately jumped from the bed when the wolf began to squirm, pressing her back against the wall of the room, not entirely sure of what was going on - was he trying to lash out at her or having a seizure? After only just a moment, though, she realized that his body was shifting. Watching, she felt almost sick as she watched the fur melting into flesh... Didn't that hurt ? The injuries, though, were gone. That, at least was something. Something good, even if it was a bit weird. Mayumi was full of questions, and she wanted answers... Although she wasn't entirely sure she was entitled to them considering that she was the one that had gotten him where he was in the first place. Does that... hurt? she asked instead of responding to his comment. then again, she supposed that she could've been using the query as a response, but he could take it however he wanted to. Still, the moment she realized he was entirely human, she couldn't keep her eyes from taking that speculative look. That's right, the Look with a capital L. It wasn't often veterinarian majors ran into naked men. She immediately looked up, though, a bright blush spreading on her cheeks and down to her breasts. He was Large , also with a capital L. I've got some clothes that might fit you, she said, her face still red. But I don't have any men's underwear.
Thread: Roadkill Meeting (BlackWingAngel | celestine)

When I first transformed, yes, but not anymore. Sitting up, Desril brushed a hand through his hair, looking at the woman and seeing the red tint in her cheeks. Realising what she was looking at, Desril smiled then climbed off the bed before responding to her question. Clothes? Are they things you wear now? I'm sorry, ma'am, but... I don't think I'd look appropriate wearing something like that. He nodded to the garment she wore to cover up her hips, as if it was a sacred relic. Crouching before the bowl of new meat, Desril took one of the slices and tore a piece off before chewing it, enjoying the taste. So... where am I? I remember chasing my enemy through the field, then... something BIG hit me! He rose up and wandered over to the window. Trying to look out, his forehead hit something solid, making him stumble slightly. Aaaah.... what the devil is that? Magic? he questioned the woman, stroking the strangely invisible object.
Thread: Roadkill Meeting (BlackWingAngel | celestine)

No, no - I've got things that'll probably fit you better than what I'm wearing, she said, blushing brightly. Actually, they should be in here, since this is the spare room... She moved towards the dresser and, utilizing its many drawers, took a few minutes to seek out the one in question. She glanced at his overall form to get an idea of his build and pulled out a black muscle shirt, sweat pants, and blue jeans. Here you go, she offered her findings to him. It occurred to her that it was potentially inappropriate for her to be in her underwear before this stranger person, but considering she'd just seen him naked, she didn't think it was too much of a big deal. You're at my home in Monterey, California, she explained. I hit you with my truck. I wasn't expecting anything to pop out of the bushes like that... As she observed him, she found herself amused by his reaction to the window's glass. It's not magic, she said with a small smile. It's melted sand. Here, after you get changed, just head towards the sounds, okay? She left him to it and headed to the kitchen, beginning her assault on it with orange juice, bacon, eggs, and toast.
Thread: Roadkill Meeting (BlackWingAngel | celestine)

Melted... sand... heh. Desril lightly rapped his knuckle on the window shield and smiled. This would come in handy at home! Turning towards the garments on the bed, he inspected each one, amazed by the way the fabric was woven together. After what seemed like twenty minutes, the Evoris finally managed to get dressed in the shirt and the jeans, but grumbled when he could see the shape of his manhood bulging in the blue fabric. No honor at all... he murmured to himself. Walking out of the room, Desril suddenly smelt something... delicious. Following the smell, he found the woman doing what seemed like cooking. That smells fantastic! he purred, walking into the space. Remembering what she had done for him, Desril stepped back and gestured to himself. H-how do I look?
Thread: Roadkill Meeting (BlackWingAngel | celestine)

She turned with a plate of bacon to look him up and down really quick - he was certainly clothed, which was better than his prior state. You look great, she said, moving to set the plate of bacon on the table next to the eggs and orange juice. Turning to look at him more fully, she was again distracted, this time by the popping sound of the toaster, which was quickly followed by another. She immediately went to grab the toast, placing the four pieces of toast on a plate, wincig slightly at the temperature. She grabbed butter on the way to the table. Setting everything down, she took the time she had to look at him. The shirt fit him very well - it certainly defined his chest and musculature. As she checked the jeans, she blushed slightly. How big was he that he showed through jeans while flaccid? Sorry, but I don't happen to have any men's underwear on me, she said apologetically. Anyways, sit! Feel free to dig in. Two places had been set with forks, butter knives, spoons, cups, and empty plates.
Thread: Protecting the Farm (Cerberus and Celestine)

The sun was shining and it seemed to be a wonderful day. The country of Emmeria had seen no problems even after the Ulysses 1994XF04 Asteroid. To the people on the Emmerian side all they had seen was shooting stars as it passed over them and landed in the neighboring country of Estovokia. They had gotten it much worse with a high death toll, their government collapsing and falling to a military government. Had the Emmerian government aided the creation of the Stonehenge project then perhaps things might of turned out differently. Back In Gracemeria the day seemed like any other day, good weather forecasted for the day and nothing seemed to be of any trouble to a small little farm outside the city limits of Gracemeria. Suddenly rockets flew over head before dissapearing over the horizon where the city would be after a few minutes someone had come out side shouting. The Bridge, They took out King's Bridge! It wasn't long until tanks and troop carriers started to roll down the road. Toscha got out of the jeep and looked around as he checked his rifle. Spread out, get those people back inside. The other soldiers nodded and started to crowd the people back into their houses. Toscha nodded and laughed abit. Soon Gracemeria will be ours. -- Saturday, now there was a day that could never be ignored. A day where you didn't have people bickering at you and no work to do. Just laze about and enjoy the day as it slowly went by. Plus the fact that it had now become summer only made this Saturday even better. In the Leto's darkened room the soft sounds of dog's feet were softly heard plotting on the floor before jumping into his master's bed and licking Leto on the face. All right all right im up, gah! He sighed and yawned and stretched before sitting up and throwing the blankets off of him and onto the bed. All right Shadow lets get you some food. He smiled and ran his hands over the husky's muzzle and pulled on his p.j pants and a white tee-shirt. Leto knew he had to get up and at least start the days chores, feed the animals and then he could relax.
Thread: Protecting the Farm (Cerberus and Celestine)

Good to see you're up, Nikki nodded to her brother. I've got some breakfast for you. Eggs, bacon, and french toast. She gestured towards the table. Sorry - if I'd gotten up a little earlier, I might've been able to get some pancakes in... I'll save them for when you get back so Ellie doesn't eat them all. She turned back to the stove, leaving the two to it. As per usual, Shadow's bowl of food was in the kitchen and was heaping with the bits of dry dog food that had all the vitamins he was supposed to need. Under that, though, was some bacon bits and a couple of pieces of last night's ham. Any idea when you'll be back? Depending on when it is, you might actually have a pretty good shot at pancakes. Ellie's probably going to sleep in again. That wasn't too unusual. Being the youngest, Ellie was the least burdened. In the absence of their mother, she herself had taken on the role, working as hostess when they had guests, cook, cleaner, and pretty much was the driving force when they had projects around the year... Candles at butchering time, cheese towards the spring or summer, depending on the harvest and the cows.
Thread: Protecting the Farm (Cerberus and Celestine)

Toscha looked at the road map then to his driver. Up there along the hill, a small house, Lets go and see just who is living up there. The soldiers nodded and some got back into their jeep. Toscha got back in and they drove up the road. He checked his watch for a second before sitting back and enjoying the ride noticing the people mostly obeying orders from the Estovokian soldiers. The Jeep pulled up and the soldiers got out. He made a motion with his hand for his soldiers to wait outside. Some of them looked at Toscha while others walked around the house. Toscha waited outside and watched his soldiers. He turned down his radio for a second as it was starting to bother him. He walked up to the door and knocked on it. It was true that the enmy was on their front doorstep. Leto then thought about it for a second and looked at Shadow. Oh sorry boy come on lets let you go out back for morning bathroom. Sorry boy. He laughed and grabbed his shoes and slipped them on and headed to the back yard and let Shadow go and head out Once shadow was done with his morning bathroom break he trotted back over to Leto and barked. Leto laughed and just patted him on the head. Well time for breakfast so go lay down. He walked back through the sliding glass door and to the living room and sat down watching the news as he always did. He stopped when he heard the knocking on the door. Wonder who that could be