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Post by willowflower on Jul 26, 2017 23:26:15 GMT -5
Mycle jumped in his chair when one of the others' head turned, gaze landing sharply upon him. Said person's eyes glowed red - a vampire? One with a bruised face; Mycle inwardly winced in sympathy. He watched as the other raised - a crystal? Yes, a crystal, much like his own.
Mycle timidly pulled it out, revealing the pale blue crystal as he laid it over his sweater and pushed his wheels to inch closer. So they were indeed the other heroes - well, of course, why else would they be standing in the wreck of a city that is the Capitol? - and they all must have crystals too. Briefly he wondered if the crystals bore any power of their own - if they did, he hadn't noticed.
As he drew closer he began noticing the other boy more, the one who had caught his eye and waved him over with his own light red crystal, the long dark hair, the scruff along his jaw, and finding to his mild horror that he was starting to blush. "U-um, hi," he said in a small voice once he was close enough, feeling more comfortable addressing one person than trying to get the attention of all of them. He pulled out the folded note from his sweater pocket, unraveling it as if to show more proof. "Is - is this where we're supposed to meet up...?"
He eyed the others nervously, his gaze traveling until he caught sight of a cat sitting a couple yards away.
Almost at once his shy demeanor slid right off and he straightened up in his chair, hands clapped together. "Cat," he whispered, eyes shining. He threw the other person a look of sheer joy. "Hi, sweetheart," he called to the little black cat in a soft voice. Must. Pet.
((when cat form meets cat person))
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 26, 2017 23:49:02 GMT -5
(I lost it at "MY BRAND" Paladin omg )
Whoever he had made eye contact with was hesitating there in the distance, so he lets the necklace drop and rest against his neck. He turns back to the man in front of him and just barely catches his introduction. Taylor, was it? "Takahashi Rai." he dips at the waist, a small bow while sitting, "Though I dislike being referred to by my surname. Rai works and is easy on the tongue." He had kept the purr out of his voice there- flirting with future heroes you JUST met might not be the wisest idea.
His attention goes to the orange flash around Taylor's wrist. Hey! That looked like- Rai pushes himself up but there's a small hitch in his step that sends him forward a small stumble. Sitting for a bit sometimes took... a bit more work up for moving, charmed prosthetic or not. He grips Taylor's wrist and pulls it closer, and with his free hand he presses his crystal up to his. "Hey! Look at that!" Sure. His looked like some sort of water melon candy and Taylor's looked like a sunset- but the cut was nearly identical. He drops Taylor's wrist and turns to the girl. Hers sat there nice and clear in the cut of her shirt. It was also the same!
"Well. Would you look at that." He sets his hands on his hips. "Isn't that just peachy." He plops right back down onto his fountain- did it feel like someone was watching them? It did. All he noticed, however, was an odd cat that he hadn't noticed before. It as staring at them and cleaning, and it was... kind of unnerving.
'u-um, hi,' Rai had been lost in his own little thought there he hadn't noticed the guy in the wheel chair come closer! But sure enough that was a crystal laid bare on his sweater, 'is this where we're supposed to meet up...?' Rai can't help but laugh- he doesn't mean it to be mean, and is aware it could be taken that way. He was happy to have his attention away from that cat, "We haven't the foggiest of clues, but this is where we all ended up. So, looks like it is as good as it is going to get!" The other boys attention though seems to go straight to the cat and he practically glows. Rai needed sunglasses for the joy across that guys face. Rai gives the cat another judgmental look. "I don't know if it's friendly."
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Post by Ⱦℎℯ_Ⱦℯἀℒ_ℳℯℜмäịȡ on Jul 27, 2017 0:02:16 GMT -5
Taylor squinted in suspicion as Rai grabbed his wrist, awfully strange that they all had the same type of crystal, just different colors. He wondered what the different colors meant, or if they had an significance to them at all. When the guy with the wheelchair came up to them, Taylor thought that was a bit strange, weren't these people supposed to be the most powerful of their species? He was expecting a group of kids who looked like they could win American Ninja Warrior with their eyes closed. He broke out of his angry and suspicious rant of thoughts when he saw the two guys oodling over a cat that had wandered near here. Awfully strange, Taylor thought. Before leaving, Taylor tried to learn as much as he could about Arura and the other tribes as he could, part so he wouldn't look stupid and part so he could make others look stupid, it was part of his stupid Alpha male brain and how he thought he had to be the smartest and most knowledgeable, especially if he was going to (hopefully) be elected leader of some sort. One thing he remembered reading were the certain territories that had animals in them and some that didn't. Wizard Ridge had animals of all sorts, but Reaper Territory and Shifter Plains did not for some odd reason, even though they were technically in Elemental tribe territory, he still though it was weird seeing a cat. But then again, Taylor loved cats, in fact he had one at home and his longing to see his Calico overpowered the deep suspicion in his mind. "Let me see." Taylor replied to Rai, slowly walking towards the cat to see if it would run away.
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 27, 2017 0:05:56 GMT -5
(Group: We're supposed to be the heros....??? *all slightly judging each other* Three of them: look at this rad cat Cat: look at these idiots Christina and Ezra: actually talking and bonding
This group is a mess lmao, love it)
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Post by willowflower on Jul 27, 2017 0:20:07 GMT -5
((lol))
Mycle didn't have time to flinch at the laugh (though it certainly felt like it cut him to the bone and left him feeling like a fool) - he was too busy cooing at the beautiful cat just a little ways away.
"Well, most likely it's not friendly, seeing as it's probably a stray," Mycle said matter-of-factly as he slowly approached it. "Still, look at its eyes." The cat's gaze was piercing, almost judgemental, which made Mycle fall in love with it even harder. Cats were such proud creatures. Their eyes were cold and honest. They won't even try to pretend to like you - they carry themselves like they are gods and you, a mere human, are lucky to be graced with their presence.
Gah, Mycle loved cats.
His animal-loving heart can't take it. He no longer regretted straying into a ruined city meeting strange people - everything is amazing now. Because there's a cat. "Hey darling ~" gah he needed to get a picture, he's definitely drawing it later on.
"Do you suppose we'll get some message of what to do once everybody gets here?" Mycle said as he locked his wheelchair and releasing his seatbelt, carefully rising and maneuvering to the ground just to get closer to the cat. "I mean, what's the first step to saving the world?"
It was unclear whether or not his musings were for the two boys near him or for the cat.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jul 27, 2017 0:26:30 GMT -5
(Right? It's great XD Also can I change his height to 5'7"? )
Ezra bit his lip worriedly, not really wanting to go near the fountain but he ended up following her instead. He pushed the rest of his hair back, praying that he looked at least a little bit decent when he met the others, despite his rather beaten appearance. The omega took in the group, his nose twitching as he scented each of them, trying to take in each and every one of them. At every scent he looked at the others, noticing how none of them really looked like heroes. Not that he was being judgmental, but he supposed their powers must be on the inside. There was the vampire with the swollen face, the elementaist in the wheelchair, and the reaper who barely reached five feet. The wizard seemed to be the only one who actually fit the bill. He knew the cat was a shifter, he was able to smell that distinct scent of shifters and wolves- the mixture of human and animal. He said nothing, seeming to actually hide behind Christina- he thought that was his name- as they walked towards them, his typical fearful stature still there.
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 27, 2017 0:34:41 GMT -5
(Same, and when I see a dog? i ALWAYS go, "Dog O_O" Animals are too...pure )
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Post by Ⱦℎℯ_Ⱦℯἀℒ_ℳℯℜмäịȡ on Jul 27, 2017 0:41:05 GMT -5
okay i am not sure why but its not letting my text show up on here and im about to toss my comp out a window]
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Post by Ⱦℎℯ_Ⱦℯἀℒ_ℳℯℜмäịȡ on Jul 27, 2017 0:41:30 GMT -5
HAHAHAHA YES IT WORKED NEVERMIND]
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 27, 2017 0:43:41 GMT -5
(I'm glad you didn't have to toss your computer out the window!)
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Post by Ⱦℎℯ_Ⱦℯἀℒ_ℳℯℜмäịȡ on Jul 27, 2017 0:50:49 GMT -5
Christina walked up to the fountain and tilted her head curiously at the sight of three guys all cooing over a small cat. She stared at the cat for a second, noticing how it's eyes seemed to be a bit odd for a cat, also most cats had the fight or flight fear for humans that she could easily pick up, but there was nothing like that. She looked at the three guys and the girl, red markings, she was obviously a demon, the pale skin for the vampire was easy, she saw magic brushing the tall guy's finger tips, probably a wizard since it was a strange orange color. That only left the Angel, Elemental and...Shapeshifter...gee...wonder who that could be she thought, still staring curiously at the cat. She glanced back at Ezra, knowing he was a Werewolf since he said something about an Alpha. "I'm guessing that's the shapeshifter?" She whispered to Ezra, knowing he could probably pick up on the scent of it or something. Also she didn't want to interrupt their bro moment, she found it quite amusing that three guys where all fussing over a stray cat, especially since they were supposed to y'know, save the world and all, but to them, their number one priority seemed to be the chance of them being able to pet it or not, plus if it was a shapeshifter then they were surely in for the surprise of a lifetime.
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Post by Ⱦℎℯ_Ⱦℯἀℒ_ℳℯℜмäịȡ on Jul 27, 2017 0:51:57 GMT -5
[faundest wishes - thanks man, I am too, i kept typing a reply and it would just show up a blank post -.0 ]
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jul 27, 2017 9:57:26 GMT -5
Ezra let out a soft chuckle, his hands now in his pockets as he studied their little "bro moment" and gave a nod. He was honestly excited to see the others reactions when the thing transformed into its human form. He wasnt going to give it any gender, not wanting to assume a thing. "Mhm. Clearly thats the wizard. Thats the demon. ELementalist. Vampire." He listed them off softly, a small, shy smile on his face. He was still pretty much hiding behind the smaller woman, a little uncomfortable with the fact that there wasn't really a pack anymore for him to fall back on. Were they terrible to him? Oh yeah. But at least it gave him the ingrained expectations of a pack, and he knew where he stood. Here he didn't, and it made him a bit uncomfortable. He rubbed his nose, wincing a little at the movement, his head still pulsing from the gash on his head, and he wanted to rest some more. He pointed to each of them, just so she'd know what was what at this point. Thankfully it didn't seem like they were the last, to at least he hoped they weren't. There was a good chance they were, though, so he didn't mention it. Again, he wasn't very well versed in the other tribes nor in this quest, so he felt way in over his head.
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Post by ᴘᴀʟᴀᴅɪɴ ✧ on Jul 27, 2017 12:22:04 GMT -5
{ Cats make everything better, can you blame them? :^ }
His ears prick up at the sound of "sweetheart" and his gaze flickers over to Mycle. Wasn't this guy just awkward and stammering like, two seconds ago? (And wasn't he gonna take him out first before starting with the pet names?) Yet now, he looked as if seeing Remy in cat form cleared his skin, payed off his debt, cleaned his room, and now his crops were flourishing. Honestly, Remy never heard of the whole cat or dog or kangaroo person thing - where he was from, they kind of were the animals, so that was to be expected. (Although trying to explain it to him would go terribly and he very genuinely would just like... not understand: "Why are you limiting yourself to only one animal? And why would you want just a cat when you can have me? I'm everything. I can be the cutest lil kitten or a sabertooth tiger who can crush you so like... best of both worlds. But sometimes I want to be a dog. Let me be a dog.")
Remy meows once, short and high-pitched. He stands up, taking a couple steps towards Taylor, matching his slow pace almost mockingly. But as he gets closer, he hesitates. He can feel the fur along his throat, shoulders, chest, and tail all fluffing up at once - completely involuntary, mind you. He locks eyes with the brunet, giving him an accusatory cat-glare. Remy walks past Taylor, all haughty, and makes a beeline for Mycle instead. That kid was obviously sweet and the boatload of affection and compliments coming from him did wonders for Remy's ego. Approaching Mycle, Remy briefly touches the boy's fingers with his nose before turning his head until his finger was on his cheek. He purrs, rubbing his hand with his cheek. Like, yes, I know, I'm awesome, thank you very much for noticing! He then takes a couple steps backwards before poof, now there's a human? A dude with dark skin, messy black hair, and the biggest shht-eating grin on his face, revealing pointy canines that made him seem so much more animalistic. His eyes retain the same mix of colors they had when he was a cat, however. Shapeshifter. Boy is cat. Look at eyes. Boy have eyes. Cat have eyes. Both eyes. Boy is cat.
"Name's Remington! I'm a Shapeshifter aaaand I'm from the," He makes a rather guttural noise from the back of his throat. This noise is the name of his tribe and I really can't put it into the phonetic alphabet without it sounding stupid so just like, yeah. "tribe! If any of ya have ever cracked open a book about Shapeshifters, we're there. The people who write those books call us The barbarians - capital T on the! - who live in the emo corner of Shapeshifter territory or whatever! But if you don't read, when people talk about Shapeshifters in general, they tend to talk about us first? Like, hide your kids, lock up your wives, they're big bad beasts. Pretty cool, huh?" He's very cheery and casual about this, his wide grin never fading and head cocked slightly to the side. He knows the kind of reputation his tribe has but nonetheless, he's very proud. Remy then turns to Taylor, removing a hand from the front of his sweatshirt to point at the male. "By the way, I dunno if ya knew this but that ring on your hand has some silver in it or something. If ya come near me again with that thing, I'll eat you." Remy is serious, of course, but there's no real threat in his tone. He makes the remark almost in passing, as if he were merely just talking about the weather. He's obviously very confident himself, especially seeing as how he hasn't taken out his crystal or letter from his pockets to prove he's like, one of them. Which I'm just realizing now but... yeah.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jul 27, 2017 13:16:01 GMT -5
Ezra watched as the shape shifted shifted back, letting out a louder laugh than usual as a rather attractive guy took the cats place. His mouth actually opened at the laugh, reveiling his own set of rather sharp canines. He listened as the shifter- apparently his name was Remington- began to talk, the sh*t eating grin making Ezra chuckle laughed again. The wolf listened, taking in what tribe even though he'd never really heard of them, just taking in the information that he was giving the rest of the group. He seemed to be a rather laid back dude, something that helped him relax just a little bit around the others. It seems that they have found the comedian in the group. Ezra settled on the fountain, his long hair falling forward as he glanced over at Taylor, frowning when he saw the ring. Well that was going to be a problem. It wasn't really fair, now was it? Of course it was always frustrating that the shifters and werewolves had problems with silver, and Ezra had gotten silver poisoning before. Yeah, not fun. Not at all. So he'd have to rememeber to avoid the wizard, just in case that silver touched him.
"Nah. Don't eat him. That takes too much time and energy," Ezra called out, before realizing he did so. The werewolf blinked, clearly shocked that he'd said anything before moving to duck behind Christina again. Yup. He was a coward. He'd freely admit that, too, and right now he didn't want any attention on him. It made things uncomfortable whenever that happened. He brushed more hair out of his face, wishing that he'd found something, even a ribbon, to pull back his unruly mess of his hair. He bit his lip, still half shifted, his ears, eyes, and teeth still looking animalistic. He preferred his own form this way, it advanced his hearing and sight and he just felt more comfortable this way. He usually didn't shift his fingers or let his tail out, feeling like it was just too weird to have that out. Unless he was fighting, of course.
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Post by willowflower on Jul 27, 2017 14:28:29 GMT -5
Mycle had held his breath as the cat approached him and gasped with delight as it nuzzled his hand. I've been chosen. Tears almost sprang to his eyes. "Hi there, beautiful," Mycle had cooed, gently scratching behind the cat's ears. "You're so handsome, yes you are!"
Then the cat had pulled back and suddenly there wasn't a cat anymore.
Mycle stared at the shoes that stood in place of the cat, then slowly, slowly looked up to meet a sh*t-eating grin. He swore he felt his heart stop in its tracks. He had just been on the verge of that special form of baby-talk specifically reserved for animals who don't understand a lick of what you're saying... to a shapeshifter.
Embarrassment and panic flooded his systems. Of course - why didn't he realize? The note had said that one of each territory would show up - how could he be so stupid? As the shapeshifter spoke, he found himself recognizing the tribe he spoke of - he had read about them, of course. And now he was scared stiff, bracing himself for whatever hand of judgement decides to rain down on his head, certain he had insulted the other.
"I'm - I'm so sorry," he blurted out. "I didn't mean to - I didn't realize -"
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Post by Ⱦℎℯ_Ⱦℯἀℒ_ℳℯℜмäịȡ on Jul 27, 2017 14:52:55 GMT -5
[going to throw all of my technology ever down a well, sorry guys, I'M HERE!!! gimme one sec to reply!]
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Post by Ⱦℎℯ_Ⱦℯἀℒ_ℳℯℜмäịȡ on Jul 27, 2017 15:12:19 GMT -5
taylor - -
Taylor took a few steps back, utterly surprised at fact that cat he had just been swooning over was in fact, another member of their group. His cheeks turned a pale red out of sheer embarrassment, and then he squinted his eyes at Remington, because Taylor hated nothing more than public humiliation. Of course it was barely nothing, he could've just shrugged it off like normal people, but nope, his fragile masculinity was shattered when he revealed to everyone, that in fact he did like cats. Taylor had actually forgotten about the ring until now, he got it as a gift a couple years ago and couldn't remember which creatures were weak to silver. "Shifters like you are the reason I wear it." Taylor said, scowling at Remi, not afraid whatsoever of the powerful Shapeshifter. He crossed his arms and looked around the group, a bit of relief falling over him as the other guys appeared to be a bit embarrassed as well. At least he wasn't alone in that. Looking up at the sky, Taylor noticed that the sun had already fallen against the horizon, getting ready to set over Arura, wow, time sure does fly when you're on a quest, Taylor thought. "Maybe we should camp out around here for tonight." Taylor said, trying to change the subject and regroup everyone so they could at least try to get their bearings together and decide what to do next.
christina - - A small smile appeared from Christina's face as she watched the scene unfold of the guys unknowingly swooning over a Shapeshifter, the look on their faces when Remington shifted back into a human was absolutely priceless, she laughed a bit too along with Ezra. Her face went from amused to worried when Remi commented on Taylor's ring, sure, she wasn't weak to silver, but it worried her about other things Taylor might have in his bag that could kill the others in their group, especially if he had platinum, that surely was a no-no for Christina. If the smallest amount entered her bloodstream, she was dead on the spot. Stepping a bit closer, she decided to introduce herself. "I'm Christina." She said, a bit quieter than a normal tone of voice and glanced back at Ezra, she could still feel the fear coming off of him and figure he was nervous, she was a bit nervous herself too. These people around her were supposed to be the most powerful of their kind and she felt no fear coming from them, except a small bit from the guy in the wheelchair, but he looked like a nice person.
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 27, 2017 17:22:26 GMT -5
(i'm here too I just have to finish up my lab report really quickly 😭😭 )
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 27, 2017 20:06:48 GMT -5
Rai had been distracted by the boy treating the cat as if the ground it walked upon was gold. It was cute. He wasn't sure if there was going to be any message given to them. He didn't think the universe was going to be that helpful. He laughs heartily as the cat snubs Taylor and returns to Mycle.
Wasn't that just like a cat. Though, he thought cats usually ignored the people who wanted them to go to them, which also included Mycle's fond cooing.
What he hadn't anticipated was the loud, large, and cocky man to leap from the cat. He'd startled backwards, hand landing right in the fountain and he jerks up again with an indignant yelp. Now his sleeve was wet! The man- Remington's mouth was running a mile a minute. Not only were they getting an introduction but they were getting somewhat of a history lesson. THE Barbarians were never quite discussed fondly in history lessons. Barbarian came with a lot of connotation all by itself. "Hey, I don't know, that's a whole lot of dude to eat, might be an interesting show."
There's a tickle at the back of his throat, one that's been there and he just hasn't been paying attention to. His attention snaps to the werewolf in a moment. Maybe if he had paid attention when the wolf was talking he would have noticed the blood sooner, now that he's aware of the gash on the wolfs face he's finding it hard to pay attention to anything else. His control wasn't steel, he was young and needed practice still, he'd skipped on eating to arrive when he did. "Yeah uh...camp. Sounds great-" he waves in Taylor's direction and clicks his tongue, "Wolf- sorry didn't catch your name- but if there is anyway at all that you could clean up I would appreciate it." Rai taps at his head for emphasis, "I'm a little... on the hungry side, and I don't imagine I'll endear myself to any of you guys if I went and tried to... eat" He finished lamely.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Jul 27, 2017 20:32:05 GMT -5
Ezra offered Christina a small smile when she turned to look back at him, realizing that she must be able to sense his fear. He racked his brain for the knowledge of reapers, trying to figure out what he knew, which was incidentally next to none. He knew they were terrifying in their other forms, and the only reason why he even know that was because he'd had a few nasty run ins with some of them near his packs territory. Honestly he couldn't fault them- he'd been caught, red handed, hunting in their territory. His pack would have reacted the same if someone tried to hunt on their grounds. But he'd been hungry and desperate, like so many other times, and he was just unlucky and had gotten caught.
At someone saying wolf his ears perked up to attention, turning to the vampire, his head tilted to one side from his position behind the reaper. His expression was akin to when a puppy was scolded for the first time- he was genuinely confused as to why the guy was talking to- oh. Right. The blood on his face. The pale wolf reached up , touching the still bleeding gash before flinching lightly at the sting, looking a little sheepish.
"Oh. Right. Sorry, forgot that I had this," he admitted with a sheepish chuckle, before frowning, trying to think of how he could path this up exactly. His pack had given him nothing, just kicked him out as if he were exiled. He was just an omega, anyways. No use for him in the pack, so he wasn't given a thing to help him survive out on his own. "Um, did any of you pack medical supplies?" He added shyly, wanting to take care of it before the vampire tried to do something. Or more like his other side would come out and do something. "M' names Ezra, by the way."
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Post by Ⱦℎℯ_Ⱦℯἀℒ_ℳℯℜмäịȡ on Jul 27, 2017 21:10:03 GMT -5
Christina watched the vampire with unease as she saw that lust in the vampire's eyes, unlike their kind, she wasn't a big fan of blood at all, but hadn't noticed Ezra's face too much because she had too many other things on her mind. Actually, she was more surprised how calm the vampire was about a werewolf's bleeding face, weren't the two supposed to hate each other or something like that? She had heard numerous tales about them being mortal enemies, same with Angels and Demons, but she didn't know too much about other species, just the basics. She heard Ezra's comment and snapped out of her trance of thinking and nodded. "Oh yeah." She said quietly, pulling her backpack off her shoulder. It was a beat up gray bag that had some black marks on it, probably from markers. Digging around in one of the pouches, she found a bandage that was a decent size and handed it up to Ezra, happy to not have to look at blood any longer and she didn't want to see a fight between the two if the vampire went crazy. She zipped her bag shut and slung it back over her shoulders and stood up, handing the bandage to Ezra. "Here ya go." She replied to Ezra.
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 27, 2017 21:13:04 GMT -5
"It's alright, no fault of yours, I just want to keep myself under wraps is all." He presses his tongue against his fangs, trying to soothe the ache away. It helped, a little, and so he coughs to get rid of the tickling in his throat. He could go another day without blood to drink, by the end he would be moody and irritable; he'd have an ache in his teeth and a burn in his throat that wouldn't be soothed away with any pressure or coughing. He'd just go out and hunt something in the woods when they finally settled on a spot for the night. A few rabbits would be fine- or if he was lucky... well. In most places there was always at least one willing party. He just had to snoop around. Rai wasn't the most adept at this, his father knew the signs, the signals, the places. Rai would learn through experience.
"I have some stuff." Rai offers. His mother had nearly stuffed his bag with 'necessities'. He hadn't had the heart to remove it all, in case she found out, and had packed all he needed in around her things. Rai tugs off his jacket, ties it around his waist and then rolls up his sleeve. There! Less wet to deal with. It'd all dry eventually, but it was plain uncomfortable until then. Plus Rai ran cold, and when cold probably gross water, who kept these things clean anymore anyways? water got on him... the cold tended to linger.
"I honestly don't know what's in this bag." He mumbles and makes a face as he digs through his bag, "Well, Ezra." he hauls out a healing salve. Ego only slightly damaged that Christina found bandages before he did. He was far more indignant at the look of distrust they both had on their faces. What, did they think he was just going to sink his teeth into Ezra's neck because he's bleeding? "I hope that doesn't need to be sewn up because I have zero medical training!" Rai laughs, a bit forced, finally feeling his bruised face a little. If he needed to he'd learn- and he'd learn it quick because that's how great he was! "How'd you get all banged up anyhow?"
(Taylor and Rai are going to have so many competitions I feel. Rai: I'm just better than you. Taylor: Well I'm manlier than you! Rai: LIES I CAN BE MORE MANLY THAN YOU Taylor: NU UH )
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Post by Ⱦℎℯ_Ⱦℯἀℒ_ℳℯℜмäịȡ on Jul 27, 2017 21:16:10 GMT -5
[ I KNOW omg i feel like Remi, Rai and Taylor are gonna have some manly showdown and everyone else is gonna watch & eat snacks lolllll]
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 27, 2017 21:21:05 GMT -5
(They're never going to shut up and it's going to be stupid arguments and competitions x'D Who can cook better who's stronger Who can collect wood faster who can draw the worst picture ectectect )
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Post by ᴘᴀʟᴀᴅɪɴ ✧ on Jul 27, 2017 21:21:55 GMT -5
{ tfw in the reply i'm writing now, remy is inadvertently becoming a jerk }
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Post by faundestwishes on Jul 27, 2017 21:26:20 GMT -5
(Oh dear x'D)
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Post by ᴘᴀʟᴀᴅɪɴ ✧ on Jul 27, 2017 21:49:23 GMT -5
{ actually, he turned out to be less of a jerk - though still a jerk - and more of a weirdo who likes to mess with people,,, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ }
"Uhhh, what're ya even apologizing?" Remy's head goes to the side, eyebrows furrowing at Mycle. He was so excited to see him in cat form, why was he a stammering mess now? He doesn't see that Mycle is scared. The shapeshifter was kind of... obtuse and didn't always see the obvious. Especially when it was right in front of him - then he's guaranteed to be confused! "I mean, I know I'm beautiful - thanks for that, by the way! I thought for a sec that maaaaybe you were layin' it on pretty thick but I remembered that I'm hellishly good-looking in just about any of my forms?" Remy's tone suddenly turns teasing and he sticks his tongue out at Mycle. "Call me handsome anytime you want."
His cocky grin falters slightly at Taylor's reply. 'Shifters like you are the reason I wear it.' Remy immediately moves closer to Taylor, though every instinct within his body is screaming at him to run away, to get out of there before he gets hurt. But still, Remy shamelessly decides to get up in Taylor's face. He's actually sweating underneath his sweatshirt but the amused tilt to his lips doesn't go away. Gotta keep up the image. "'Course you would. After all, you witches and wizards really do have nothing but your magic fingers, right? But besides that, you're very... soft. Vulnerable." He pinches Taylor's face hard, much like a grandmother would with her brand new grandbaby. Remy then pets the boy's cheek before backing up and winking cheekily at Taylor. "Way to take leadership, baby." It's hard to tell if he's calling Taylor baby in the whole oh-I'm-flirting-with-you way or if Remy is actually calling him an infant. Maybe a mixture of both? Either way, it's obvious that he's just teasing to see what kind of reaction he'll get.
"Mmm, maybe it'll take more than one sitting. But I could totally eat him, 20 bucks says so." He says nonchalantly, not one bit discouraged from the whole prospect of eating a person despite being faced with all these super good reasons. Seeing Ezra's wounds kinda got him thinking, too! Like hey, maybe packing medical supplies would've been a good idea? Remy really didn't bring much in general. Not the best move but look, he's nowhere near the smartest guy in the bunch. But he still wants to help this tall Ezra dude - Remy assumes he got into some trouble on his journey here? The vampire too - they both look a little roughed up. "I'll lick the blood away." He says to Ezra, completely deadpan and very serious. Yes, he just offered to lick somebody's face. You'd be surprised how little Remy cares for personal space. And just boundaries in general. Not that he really had any of his own? He keeps talking, though this time to Rai. "Awww, man, don't eat Ezra - wait! When ya vampires feed or whatever, do you call it drinking or eating?" His eyes are bright, curious - Remy just blew his own mind somehow. "'Cause you're... you're drinking the blood, right?" He's making these weird hand gestures as he speaks. "But like, it's a person so would you... oh, gods." Remy is an absolutely lovely person - he's yet to ask for anybody's name (though he gleefully offered up his own) but he can ask dumb questions, mock somebody, and offer to lick a stranger's bloody face.
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