Oh the night life!

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When night fell, the humans were tucked in there cozy homes, the silent was peacefull and the stars, a spetacular light show. He was said to come out at this time. He was practically made for it. In all his night life glory.

He was hidden in a nearby alleyway, waiting for this minute. When the last glint of light was gone, he unraveled his wings that had became his cozy blanket. As the darkness approached all around him, he gave a yawn showing off his impressive fangs. With a gruff he slid down from his...... interesting, perch. His golden wings glinted in the moonlight as he streched them out. His black fur would've been perfect for the dark alleyways, if it wouldn't be for the gold markings. Ah, but that was the price of beauty was it not?

Shifting into his bipedal form, he started to the Square. Golden wings drapped around his back like a cape. Wide orbs searched the area. A fountain! "Perfect." whispered a perfect, rich british accent.

Regally he started towards it. With a smirk on his face he leaned over allowing the icie water to refreshe his hand. Then he renewed his tongue and trout. When that was all over he leaned back with his shoulders and gazed at the sky. What a show.....

(Sometimes wrong with my website, and I can't post his pic. He is my new Puppet Master here:http://www.geocities.com/euclidestheatre/bpu.html. his ID his EU033M and he's near the bottom.)

[Kitty Love]

The night was the perfect time of day for this sleek huntress as well. Her past seemed like a blur now, having finally succumb to the true nature of her type... Murder. Not much remained form in her mind, just foggy visions that blurred into non-sensible blobs, except one definitive figure, Jiarokumo. At the thought of him a wave of aggression surged through her veins, oh how she despised him, and oh how she wished she remembered why.

The director's sleek feline form slipped easily from one deep shade to another, her black pelt hiding her easily. visionaries, which held empty iris', constantly scanned the area for any prey, Euclides or human it mattered not. Her gaze rested upon the Chirotae Puppet Master who was busing himself with a fountain and her tail flickered about as if it had a mind of it's own. The thought of sneaking up on him and attacking crept into her muddled mind before it was dismissed, attacking Puppet Masters was never a good idea, no matter how distracted they seemed to be.

Instead she decided to make herself visible, almost materializing from the shadows as she stepped from them. Her usual frown stayed upon her muzzle ans she twisted her ears back. she cleared her throat before speaking, her voice rough for a females, but feminine none the less. "Having fun?"

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Jekuia(at least thats what I THINK I named him.) heard the female before she even presented herself. He didn't have those ears, for nothing. Soon...... he thought awaiting her arrival. Still staring at the stars, as a perfect actor could, his ears twitched every now and then.

His head cocked over to her in a swift motion. A dark mysterious grin ran around his muzzle in delight. Having enough of the fountain, he shifted into his more animal like form. The dark nail on his 'thumb' adjusted his top hat to going in a slanted position facing almos downward masking his face. He wore it like that often, he thought of it as 'stylish'. He walked towards her a few steps and stopped. If she wated to get closer, he'd let her decide.

With wings extended he smiled this, "Hello madame, tis a fine night isn't it?" rich brittish accent dripped from each word. His vioce was also rough and deep, something that demanded respect. With a nod he made his wings relax and layed them by his side. "What would she so lovely be doing out at this time?" well that statement was milked so often, but he couldn't help it. He examined her and then decided to let her reply to him.

[Kitty Love]

She watched as he shifted, adjusted himself and made his way over. Puppet Masters seemed to put a lot of time into their appearance whether it be by calculated actions, fixing themselves 'just so' to go out, or a combination of the two. It would actually be somewhat amusing, if it wasn't so bloody annoying. She put so little into her appearance before stepping out and still received praise from many a soul. However, she hadn't really much desire to continuously be clean for if she did, with her hobby, that'd be all she had time for, thus she didn't bother with looks or silly trinkets, they just got in the way.

When he spoke his voice coaxed one ear foreword for a limited time before returning to it's former post, joining it's velvet lined twin. One paw was lifted and placed down again, setting her body into slow motions which turned into a circle around the Puppet Master, a soft growl rising from her throat. She knew it wasn't wise to provoke him, but she couldn't resist the urge that was tugging at her mind any longer. She wasn't a nice girl, and wasn't good at faking it.

However, she didn't circle for long. Soon she hopped gracefully up onto the edge of the fountain, tail swishing about behind her as she eyed the Master carefully, a cruel smirk gracing her muzzle. "Hunting."

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It was all true, he was certainly a vain Puppet Master. Appearence did matter to him, as did most Puppet Masters. He took pride in it really. And he had reason to, with beautiful black and gold markings

He didn't move, or twitch when she was circling him. He was perfectly calm, and only lowered his wings more. She was so obvious, espically to this trained eye. She was also a Murder, and he knew what Murder's like to do.

Looking up at her cuel smile he snarled at her. "I know what you desire. However you will not get it." he siad bluntly and grimly. The charming brittish accent was not apparent this time. Lifting his wings to look larger, he snarled even more, talons clinching the ground beneath him. With a pause, he continued. "I will not yield to your murderess heart." He jumped back flapping his wings and landed gracefully on the ground smirking coldely to her.

[Kitty Love]

She was being obvious on purpose, her intent was not to hunt him, no, not even she was fool enough to try that, yet anyhow, her purpose was to get him him all riled up, and he was crawling right into her trap. Besides killing others, she liked to see their defensive displays, the growls, the hisses, the fluffing... it was all so delightful. Thar smirk never left her muzzle, even as she gracefully hopped back down from her perch upon the fountain. She stepped toward him, each paw being placed before her as if this was all a well choreographed dance.

She went in for another circle, bringing herself closer this time, close enough to touch. That tail, delightfully soft, was run over his wings and chest in a surprising soft brush, her voice taking on a purr. "Tsk tsk dear Puppet Master, my quarry is not you this eve, only a fool would make devious intentions so obvious... if they planned on keeping their quarry in the dark." and that smirk broadened as she continued on with her slow circle.

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Ah, now he finally got it. This Puppet Master still had a few more things to learn, whether he likes it or not. He would be to proud to tell anyone that though. He felt like such a fool, but he'd have to deal with it like a good PM.

Her tial was so soft. Almost enchanting, but he would not let himself fall for it. "Yes, tisk tisk on me." he humoured watching her carefully. "Oh! I suppose I should introduce myself no?" he smiled, brittish accent coming again. "I am Jekuia. Puppet Master, but I'm sure you know that." he nodded motioning out of her circles to look her straight in the eyes. After settling his wings, he begane again. "And you?" he narrowed his pale eyes down to her smirking still coldely but, sorta playfully.

[Kitty Love]

She'd come across many a euclides in her travels and hunts and the one thing they all had alike was the fact that they had a lot left to learn. No matter how old you get, or wise you perceive yourself to be, there was always something left out there to learn, but most seemed to set in their ways to seek such knowledge. But Tama knew, and she had a thirst for power, and power came from knowing what you're up against, knowing their weaknesses, just plain knowing what they know, thus she always stalked her prey for a time before moving in. even as she was about to kill them she sought some of their knowledge, dangling the thread of hope that, if they gave her a piece of information that was valuable to her, she would let them live, but this of course was a lie. A serial killer always covered their tracks so they could strike again, leave anything behind and you were gone, knocked rather ungracefully from your pedestal.

This Chiroptae Puppet Master amused her a bit, she wasn't really one for authority figures, but, besides his type and rank, he seemed rather naive and... innocent even. It was a refreshing quality, but it made her urge to kill rise higher then usual. The corner of her maw twitched, giving the slightest hint to something more then a smirk, but quickly returning to it's former state. "Aribas'Tama, Director and yours is a name the wind has not carried to my ears, and by your scent... you have no Cast to speak of."

Which meant he was alone, alone now and alone at home, all the more tempting for her. however, she sat back upon her haunches, lifting a paw and letting her sandpaper like tongue run over her silky black coat, acting as if his presence bored her to the point of.. .well... grooming herself.

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It was true, everyone had something new to learn. He would give her that, well, wasn't that expected of a Director to know such things? And it would be for him to live up to his rank, he would assure anyone of that. To have all look up to him for confort, protection, and reliability. He loved being behind one, and to lead. However, he still had to gain that from his..... roomates.

Jekuia examend her more. The twitch of her muzzle, noticable and he would take that into consideration. His strong wings started to get closer to his warm body. He stared more at her, whether it was examining her or in thought. Or prehaps both. He put his wing calw to his chin once more in a thoughtfull pose. "Well, I fear that not many knows my name. I guess I'm, new here whether it pains me to say it or not." he chuckled alittle, but kept his stare on her. Someday, he thought, someday my name will be reconizable.

"Actually, not as alone as you may think." he corrected her shifting his weight onto on leg and expanding and lifting his golden wings. "I live with a few outher euclides, mostly females." he siad is mind training to those giggling femme's. The Silence, a strange girl but a smart one. Very serious but can be sorta childish when the time came. The Insanity he could never forget that one. So many quirks she had! His least favorite, the Temptation. She was always flirting with him. However as enjoyable as it was he needed some time for seriousness and alone time. But she never listened, infact she had treatened to leave the cast and jion one that would satisfy her lust.

"So your a Director? Do you have a Cast? I should think so, female Directors are sought after, but I'm sure you know that." he said looking her in the eye's, eyebrow arched. The Brittish accent was very much reterning. He saw right through her as she licked her paws.