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Post by blufly on Mar 22, 2006 16:21:53 GMT -7
Ah, twilight, a strange time indeed. Not quite what could be called night, and yet much too late for day to stake its claim. No, twilight was an other-worldly event; the sun long set and the moon just rising above the horizon. The sky was an abyss of cloudly blue, like that silent time before a storm hits. Leaves on old, withered pines fell to the ground without a sound, and by this time there was no humans to be found. Seclusion in its finest, most magnificent form. One female was enjoying this reclusive park to her fullest extent. As she moved gracefully through the winding mazes of gravel paths, she couldn't help but stare upon the misty sky. Her large, dark blue eyes took in every star, no matter how pale they might have appeared at that moment, and the newly risen waning moon reflected in the pools that were her eyes. Her sapphire-colored skirt pulled around her ankles as the wind blew ever stronger, taking debris of fallen leaves and twigs with it. A shiver rode up her spine as the breeze played with her wavy black hair, even though--as a Temptation, she was covered more than she usually would have been. Her black bodice was laced nearly to the top, revealing only a small amount of milky-white cleavage. Then again, she was always more into teasing than revealing. With a small sigh of contentness, the figure leaned against an arching willow, its strands of vines whipping with the icey wind.
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Post by silvertip on Mar 22, 2006 18:22:22 GMT -7
(she's beautiful! <.< >.> I want a temptation now!)
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Post by blufly on Mar 22, 2006 18:34:31 GMT -7
ooc| Thank you. ^-^;; Yes she is gorgeous. Mem did a great job on her. XD
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Post by Kitty Love on Mar 22, 2006 20:47:06 GMT -7
There was another figure lurking in the twilight hour, silent in more then just step. Jiyoshikae was half Silence and had inherited the muteness that went along with it, but it didn't bother him much, except when those who didn't understand thought him to just be dumb and incapable. In fact, he was quite the opposite, intelligent and yes, even sensitive. He'd discovered her not to long before and decided to stalk her, merely to improve his skills, and kill the all consuming boredom that currently had a choke hold on the tri-toned bebe. however, he tripped over his own paws and fell into a jumble heap with a soft thud, which would most likely be noticed due to the lack of many noises. He was caught for sure.
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Post by blufly on Mar 23, 2006 11:16:25 GMT -7
The female turned with sudden awareness, and in her haste returned to her normal, Euclide form. Slightly less beautiful, at least in her opinion, she was also quicker on her feet; something she would use to the fullest extent if this stranger turned out to be another, less than kind Euclide. Even humans, they were amusing, especially for this feline, but at a time like this, only a meal.
It was then that the creature...fell?
The feline, Sianabi being her name, let her body relax. This--on closer inspection revealed to be an Euclide, meant no harm. And even if he did, he was a bebe, easy enough of a problem to rid of. For now though, she would be decent, the picture perfect French feline that she was born to be.
"Hello young one," she said, a slight yet always present purr deep in her light, sing-song voice. Born in France, her voice dripped a French accent. "Do come out," Sianabi added with a small smile.
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Post by Kitty Love on Mar 26, 2006 13:36:22 GMT -7
She was looking at him now, perfect. He was hoping his embarrassment would go unnoticed, however unlikely a prospect that would be. When she spoke to him he gave her a sheepish smile, tucking his ears back slightly and a soft blush was evident beneath the golden fur on his cheeks, displaying his full shame.
He had to actually untangle himself to get up, and when he went to move foreword, he tripped over his tail and nearly fell again, but caught himself before he did. Oh... gawd, this was terrible. He dipped his head low and moved toward the female slowly, cautiously.
When he made it to her he sat, keeping his head low, but peered up at her, waiting to hear her mock him, or even laugh at his total lack of coordination, blushing all the while.
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Post by blufly on Mar 26, 2006 13:44:40 GMT -7
Ah, the dear was embarrassed; being a Temptation, one has enough sense to pick up emotions, whatever they be. Surely he must know better then to expect one such as she to say anything negative? No, she left such negative speaking for dealing with adults, leave the children be was what she believed.
I wonder if he needs help? She thought and smiled, but not unkindly. She, despite her type, had been a rather clumsy female once. Then again...she never really stalked her prey, for she hunted for an entirely different reason then to eat.
She inclined her head slightly and sat where she was, the grasses swaying against her sides. "The name's Sianabi, Marionette," was all she stated for her introduction.
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Post by Kitty Love on Mar 27, 2006 16:37:02 GMT -7
At her introduction he dipped his head, acknowledging her, and then picked his head up a bit more then he had before, feeling a bit more confident now that she hadn't made fun of him. He was curious as to why she hadn't, he was certain there was quite a bit about him to mock. He didn't find himself to be that appealing to the eyes, colors that didn't match, dull coat, and the list could go on. more things he found he didn't' like about himself was his total lack of coordination, and lack of a voice. He had so many things to say, so many opinions to express, and yet so little ways to let them be known. It was more then a little frustrating.
He gave an attempt at speaking, still unwilling to believe he'd never have a voice, but although his maw's movements mimicked that of words, no sounds were emitted and he sighed, sitting back on his haunches before lifting a front paw and, with one claw extended, traced the letters of his name into the air, hoping she'd pick it up. 'J-i-y-o-s-h-i-k-a-e'
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Post by blufly on Mar 27, 2006 16:52:37 GMT -7
She checked herself, could the male not speak? Oh that must be such a battle, and everyday it must be fought. The idea made her shake her head with disbelief, she could have never survived without her voice.
"...Jiyoshikae? Is that right?" Sianabi asked, wanting to make sure she was correct. She was very new at this concept of speaking, but already enjoyed it. Why did she venture out here, if not to enjoy the silence?
"Well then, 'tis a pleasure young male." She said with a flourishing bow of her upper figure, allowing her smile to broaden. "What brings you out to this secluded park?" She asked, but knowing the answer; she had herself a stalker, and the thought brought a light smile fluttering across her face. If only...older males would do the same.
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Post by Kitty Love on Mar 27, 2006 17:06:43 GMT -7
At her guess of his name he nodded his head somewhat vigorously, his mood lifting. Not only had she not degraded him, she seemed to enjoy his wordless communication, which was something new to him. now, story telling was something he could do quite well, and rather enjoyed, so a soft smile spread over his muzzle at her question and he nearly bounced back to his paws in youthful exuberance.
Snow hued tail swished back and forth as he began to act out his tale. His first action was to lay down, with a bored expression upon his face, and then perk his ears, peering at something only to hop up and stand precariously upon his hind legs, mimicking the steps of a human without shifting to his anthromorphic form. He dropped back down to all four paws, stalking in place before doing a somersault and sitting back on his haunches, grinning excitedly at her and swishing that tail of his.
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Post by blufly on Mar 27, 2006 17:16:40 GMT -7
"Ah, good," she would not want to come across as dim. Sianabi was...plenty of things for sure, and not all pleasant, but 'dim' was definitely not something most would describe her as.
She watched for a moment, taking in the cub's strange, and yet completely fluid movements. He had undoubtedly done such acts before, but then again, one must evolve to their own self, no?
So she had been right, that young cub was--at least for the time being, bored enough to wander across her. Flattered she was, she was a Temptation after all, and she smiled lightly. "Is that so? Well then, I'm glad to have helped you from your boredom."
"May I dare question what type you are? If it helps anymore, I am a Temptation." He was a Silence most likely, but perhaps a mix?
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Post by Kitty Love on Mar 27, 2006 17:30:57 GMT -7
He was quite pleased with himself, he'd managed to do something without screwing up and that pleased his more outgoing side very much. He curled his tail over his paws, adopting a more regal looking pose, even adopting a soft purr. He could still purr, as it had nothing to do with speech.
At her newest question his head was tilted to the side in thought. how might he explain this one? Aha! He sat up, acting as if he held something in each paw. He held one out flat, as if it were something larger, the other was held between his toes tightly, as if it were small, or narrow. He lowered the one into the other and started a stirring motion, hinting at 'mix'. Once he'd figured she'd gotten that clue he returned one paw to the ground and lifted the other to his maw, placing it over his mouth almost in the 'speak no evil' fashion, he was just lacking the use of the other paw. His second type would be much harder to explain, and thus he looked around momentarily before getting back up on all fours and making his way to a nearby wall. Once at the wall he pretended to write upon it, hoping that would get his message across. Graffiti wasn't the easiest thing for a bebe to act out.
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