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Post by earlyrose on Jan 4, 2009 7:41:27 GMT -5
Zekeal scowled at the cat. He hated being made to wait. No-one had any control over him. If the cat wanted to wind him up, then he wouldn't sit here and endure it. Aiming a kick at the cat he sprang up and ran into the street that the cat had come from. He'd show the little feline that he could play games too.. Focusing hard with his mind, he sent the imagination of being trapped in her cat form. It was strong- Zekeal was left out of breath and he wiped sweat off his brow despite the fact dark was falling and the evening chill was setting in. The cat didn't know his gift- it wouldn't be hard to trick her into thinking he could manipulate others gifts. When people don't know that it's only an imagination, these things appear suprisingly real. Like the guy that pretended he had a twin. For the first time in a long time, a sly smile flickered across his face.
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Post by Teers on Jan 5, 2009 19:51:28 GMT -5
Emo growled as she heard White's voice and grabbing a robe out of her bag she placed it upon her nude body and wrapped it up. Then as she sighed she opened the door fast and slammed her fist into White's chest.
Her face showed a temper and she wanted it clear that she did not like late night disruptions.
Paula looked at the man and jumped hissing as he tried to kick her, her eyes gleamed in dislike and she spiked her hair up. Suddenly there was a sufficating feeling and she squirmed, feeling uncomfortable, as though unable to shift. She let out a loud cry and twisted her body in an aquird manner, crying out loudly. She writed upon the ground, she felt the need to try and shift, but if she did any member of the SDBT that may have stopped by would know her for what she was. She let out a pathetic cry that echoed for blocks.
People looked to their closed windows, unwilling to dare look outside for fear of the SDBT, and some of the strays the old woman had taken in.
Philip lifted his ferret head and growled suddenly shifting into a large scrawny Sandy colored cat and darted out the window he had entered through and into the street. Seeing Paula he darted to her pawwing her trying to snap her out of her distress.
Fear was in her eyes and he hated the sight in his younger sister. They had come so long ago at seperate times, but still siblings they where. He let out a warning hiss to anything that may mess with them before grabbing her by the scruff of her neck which was not easy due to her size and her thrashing, she wasn't in kitten form so it was really hard. He began to drag her slowly in the direction of the old woman's home.
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Post by Nick on Jan 5, 2009 20:07:43 GMT -5
White calmly stepped back and then waved a finger in the air. "Now, now, that's no way to treat a visitor. I just want you to know that I admire a woman with spunk...you'll be seeing me around a lot more often, so it would be better if we were friends...and possibly more." He winked. "But I'll let you get some sleep for now." He added, bowing slightly.
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Post by LionHeart on Jan 7, 2009 0:32:35 GMT -5
Blinking a bit, Jason got up after accidentally falling asleep. Letting out a yawn still in his wolf form, he trudged into the bathroom, not even phasing back to human. He goes over to the tub and turns on both the hot and cold water, filling the tub up. After he got some liquid soap with some difficulty and putting some in the tub, Then he turned the water off. he climbs into it but instantly jumps back out with a loud yelp as he thought to himself "The water is freezing!" Growling loudly he trudges back into his room, soaking wet and lays back down.
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Post by earlyrose on Jan 7, 2009 14:55:20 GMT -5
On hearing the cats distress, Zekeal drew back the imagination and sent another one- this time a relaxing one to calm her down again. But the ferret interested him- maybe it was taking the cat to safety- in which case he wanted to follow... but first, he should apologize. He called after the cat. "Hey, *cheese*?" he spoke clearly, firmly, but with a hint of regret that wasn't common for Zekeal, "I'm sorry. It was a cruel trick to play- but it was only a joke. I just wanted to make it clear I didn't want you to muck me around. But it was uncalled for. But can you please let me follow you wherever or whoever you're going to?" he asked.
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Post by Teers on Jan 11, 2009 20:35:11 GMT -5
Emo mentally seethed as white spoke "Now, now, that's no way to treat a visitor. I just want you to know that I admire a woman with spunk...you'll be seeing me around a lot more often, so it would be better if we were friends...and possibly more." He winked. "But I'll let you get some sleep for now."
As he left she kicked the door shut and angrly flopped onto the bed not bothering to change out of the short robe.
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Phillip felt his sister calm and let her go to have her get upon her feet and hiss at the man in a menicing manner.
"Hey, *cheese I'm sorry. It was a cruel trick to play- but it was only a joke. I just wanted to make it clear I didn't want you to muck me around. But it was uncalled for. But can you please let me follow you wherever or whoever you're going to?"
Hearing the man's words Philip mentally noted to change into a snake at some time and bite him. However fearing the same thing his sister did he did not faze back to another form or a human, instead he looked at Philip with his cat eyes and walked towards the way that they where heading, looking back periodically to see if he was following.
Paula hid behind a dumpster and quickly changed to a midnight black horse, it was not uncommon for horses to travel around in this town and the dumpster was right next to a corral. She waited for a while acting like a nervous horse, a true horse before trotting forward over to her brother and kneeling for Philip to jump onto her back, she then stood there waiting for the man to mount however her expression read that if he messed with her mind once more he would die for certian.
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Post by Nick on Jan 12, 2009 7:54:11 GMT -5
White smiled to himself and snickered, then headed back to his room. It was time to get some rest.
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Post by earlyrose on Jan 14, 2009 13:14:43 GMT -5
Zekeal was suprised at the turn of events; they were willing to help him, but the cat/turned horse's eyes looked nothing like forgiving. It was clear what they expected of him and he mounted the black horse awkwardly. He'd never been one for riding; he didn't like putting his trust in an animal. This is different, it's a human, he reassured himself, but it occured to him that it was quite likely she'd buck him off (even if it was when they reached their destination) to teach him for messing with her gift like that. Though he didn't show it, Zekeal was quite glad he had some power over this practised (clearly; it had taken her no time at all to adapt to her horse form) gifted, and he didn't feel intimidated, rather made more confident.
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Post by Teers on Feb 15, 2009 11:45:38 GMT -5
Paula began to gallop, unlike some horses her strides where perfect and her gate so smooth. She barely jolted her cargo and her hoofs fell upon the sand with soft pounding noises. The darkness hid her with ease and the ferret upon her back curled between her shoulders before suddenly glowing and formed into a falcon, he screetched and took off towards the home leading his sister to the warm building they called home.
Within a hour they where there and Paula stopped suddenly rearing onto her back legs letting out a screaming sound and her eyes shone dangerously.
However she dropped to her feet as a loud crack noise echoed through the darkness and five people walked out of various builidings and filed behind the old woman that stood there back straight and a calm expression upon her face.
"Paula, go to your bunk and go to sleep, leave the newcomer to me." Said the woman.
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Post by Nick on Feb 15, 2009 12:57:06 GMT -5
White was still fast asleep. As far as things were right now, it wasn't HIS problem...
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Post by earlyrose on Feb 28, 2009 11:02:47 GMT -5
Zekeal slid off 'Paula''s back and looked critically at the woman. "And you are?" he asked, irritated at the way she'd said "leave the newcomer to me,". He wasn't someone to be dealt with. "What's going on here? Are you working for SDTB? Or are you with the gifted? And why don't you speak to me, rather than referring to me as 'the newcomer'?" Zekeal spoke softly, but angrily. He didn't trust this woman, and was ready to turn and run. He was a little afraid of the five others that were coincidently surrounding him, but didn't show it. Was this just another trap? He waited for the woman's answer.
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Post by Teers on Mar 8, 2009 16:17:41 GMT -5
Paula huffed and picking up Phillip in her still horse mouth started to walk off.
"Benji, get Paula and Phillip some clothes." The old woman said.
A young man with bleached hair nodded and quickly ran to one of the few buildings and disapeared in the dark.
"The rest of you, keep an eye out." The woman said and they all nodded obediantly and walked off disapearing into the dark.
"As for you." The woman said in a cold tone. "You will keep a respectful tounge talking to me."
"My name is Rachel and I am a teacher of sorts, I know why they brought you here, but if you expect to stay you will obey my rules."
Then the woman turned towards the dark and said. "Thomas, take him to your room, I know you have an extra bed, keep and eye on him since he's new and let him know how the rules go around here."
A boy with black hair flowing lazily over his face and red eyes stepped forward. He said nothing at first but only waved and started to walk away.
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Post by earlyrose on Mar 27, 2009 14:04:12 GMT -5
Zekeal shrugged, "Thankyou for your hospitality; I'm grateful, but I only show respect to those I do respect," then, with a dry smile, followed Thomas. He wasn't being rude; but it was true. It took more that a free bed and a sharp tongue to get him to respect someone, even if others respected them already. He turned and called to her over his shoulder, "If you're interested, a load of other gifteds were on my bus; an illusionist, definatly, and two others of whose gifts I'm not sure about," he commented. It was his way of paying her back for offering him a bed; he didn't like to be indebted to anybody.
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