Children Will Be Children [Jenn]

[FlyingPanther]

[OOC: A note about Caesarion's apperance. She has changed quite a bit at this point, she is very much an older adolecent, nearing adulthood. She also has a beaten up hat and several new scars. She's also missing half a tail, and she has trimmed the hair to make it look like it's just a small tail, though if you inspect it closely youll see that the end is very much a stub, and not a tappering of the tailbones. Here is an image that Nat did showing some of her new scars and her hat:
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Caesarion had been away from her father more often then usual. Because of her horrible fits of bloody vomiting and slow decay, she almost always needed his assistence. He was there to make sure that she didn't die, there to make sure that when those fits did occur he would be there to help clean up the mess and help her find a place to rest until she gained some strength back. But with him joining Dayobi's court, and her growing into the fine (or...not so fine) young adult she was growing to be, she found herself distanced from him, both because of the circumstances and on her own accord. She was not delusional about how much longer she had. She was in pretty bad shape, and while she didn't always have fits anymore, she was now faced with constant pain that she didn't have when she had first entered the world. She could not walk without sharp pains, could not lay down without feeling like her bones were being crushed and her muscles would hernia.

It was no suprise then that she turned to Opium. It was her main...nay...only...form of pain relief. However, she wasn't exactly proud of her usage, which she realized had become both a physical and mental addiction. She didn't want her father seeing her in such a pathetic state. She doubted that he would think little of her, but she grew tired of his look of guilt that he often gave her, he hardly needed to know that the abomination that he brought into the world was now an addict.

She lay on the ledge of the fountain, staring into it's depths as she puffed on her ivory pipe, white tendrils of smoke wafting into the air with purpose. Only months ago she had been here before...on a rather bad trip...it was strange to be here once again. Her little burner was all set up, blocked by an extended leg from getting wet from the water of the fountain. She set the pipe upon it, letting smoke escape from her mouth and watching it with the facination of one who was intoxicated.

Her peaceful moment to herself would not last however. She blunk once or twice to see a racing figure coming toward her, and after a moment of staring realized it was Seratobi. "Oh good! Caesarion it's you...you gotta.....eww...what is that smell..." she said covering her nose and steping back a bit. Only moments before she had skidded to a stop in front of Caesarion near the fountain with an urgent look upon her face. The drastic change from urgency to discust promted a goofy smile from Caesarion...which Seratobi greeted with a look that might have been accompanied with the body language of a human putting their hands on their hips.

"Oh real classy Caesarion." she said...clearly disapproving. Caesarion laughed "I could say the same for you...whats got your tits in a twist? Your usually so calm and collected..." Seratobi didn't appreciate Caesarion's joke...and snorted. She might have said more...about what a disgrace Caesarion had become, but that wouldn't help her if she badmouthed her psudo-friend now. "Some...child...wont leave me alone!" she said fustratedly, prompting Caesarion to laugh again. "See...we are not so different...you and I."

"Oh shut up! Help me get rid of him!" she said now truely annoyed looking back where she came from...hoping that the child had decided to give up his chase.

Caesarion Kaebi [ 58 / 100 ]
Seratobi [ 14 / 15 ]

[Jenn]

Kumeshja stopped near the entrance to the main square, the lantern light glittering off water from the fountains and making him a bit leery. His parents had told him to stay away from such high-profile places, suggesting instead the park or alleys. But the pretty thing had run through here, and he wasn't yet ready to admit defeat. Never... never that, but perhaps a cessation or pause of the chase?

No, not yet. The mouth on his shoulder gnashed its teeth, muscles working up the courage to spring into the open area, and the one on his ear made a distracting whistling noise from nerves. He heard footsteps behind him, claws and paws, and growled before running ahead. He'd been playing with the others when the pretty squirrel tail had caught his eye and they insisted on following him out of the park. They didn't want to be alone without him, but still. Rawr.



Kaelibfa and Paasivjo watched their brother run into the open, the slightly larger male Puppet tucking against his sister and folding his wings flat against his back. "We shouldn't be here," he whispered, voice touched with worry. Some of the other children in Dayobi's court made a game of flaunting their bravery in the more human-occupied areas, but their mama had always told them to stick to the shadows unless they were hungry, in which case they should come 'home'. Back to home base, at any rate.

"We can't just leave him to run off by himself," she argued, no more sure than her brother but putting on a slightly bolder face for his sake. He wouldn't go along with anything unless someone seemed sure about it, would just stand there and hesitate. "Come one."

Meanwhile, the young Puppet Master saw his impromptu 'prey' standing by one of the fountains, talking to someone. He slowed his run to an almost-stalk, practicing the movements he'd seen Atreju make when he was trying to 'be sexy' and attract Lady Dayobi's attention without being obvious.

Kumeshja: 1 / 15
Kaelibfa: 1 / 15
Paasivjo: 1 / 15

[FlyingPanther]

Caesarion looked in the direction that Seratobi had indicated with her worried backward glances, waiting for the offending 'child' to come into view. Sure enough a flesh colored babe came bounding out from the cover of the shadows. It looked like he had hesitated, possibly afraid to enter into a place that was so obviously human country. Caesarion had nearly forgotten herself, but she had been here for quite some time, and no human was around or visible. Maybe it was one of their holidays where they stayed indoors with family. Caesarion had always hated to hunt on those particular days. No one wanted to loose a family member on a holiday...but it happened wether she was the culpret or not. Sometimes she just needed to remember that.

Her mind came back to the world around her with some difficulty, and she blunk as she realized the child was covered in mouths. How interesting...she didn't think she had ever seen anything like it. "That's him." she said in a whisper, her tail flicking in adgitation. It was not long before 2 other children made their presence known and Caesarion cracked into a smile, "Wow...an entourage. Good Job." "Shut up! Help me!" she said pleading as if for her life. Those children were so....discusting....worse then Caesarion even! And Caesarion was noooo looker in the eyes of Sera. And Guh...what was he doing as he walked towards her? Was he trying to be sexy? Sera nearly vomited. Caesarion took a more amused position with the scene before her, but as much as she wanted to see Sera get a taste of her own medicine, she knew it wouldn't be the right thing to do.

"Ok...ok...scamper off...I'll take care of this..." she said with a wave of her hand. Sera didn't need to be told twice and she sprinted away, her tail trailing behind her like a flaping banner. Caesarion watched her leave for a moment before addressing the strange looking stalking male. "You know...you can get in a lot of trouble following people like that." it was a rather weak statement, but Caesarion wasn't one to care at this point in time. She took another puff of her opium pipe and considered the child before her.

Caesarion Kaebi [ 62 / 100 ]
Seratobi [ 15 / 15 ]
Seratobi Can Now Grow

[Jenn]

Kumeshja watched the pretty femme scamper off and froze mid-step, expression degenerating from a smirk to an uncertain scowl. He was still too young to be comfortable running even deeper into human territory without one of his parents, though he would never admit it. There were just too many things to go wrong, too many people to see him and decide he was easy prey, be they Amuni or other Euclides. He would be formidable when he got older, but so young, he had little proper control over his abilities.

The voice of the pretty mixed squirrel's nearly forgotten companion caught his attention and he turned to glare in her direction, gaze quickly losing its venom in favor of sudden curiosity. Smoke spiralled all around this teen, the smell heavy and unlike anything he'd come across so far, except once or twice in whiffs from buildings he had passed with Mama in the alleys. He'd never thought to ask before. Now, he wondered. "I don't think she could give me much trouble, unless she already belongs to someone," he said boldly as his siblings caught up to him.

Paasivjo glanced at this new 'threat' in uncertainty, wondering who she was and what she was doing there. Kaelibfa relaxed next to her brother, content to hand all control of the situation over to him as she normally did. Only for her brother would she even play at being strong. The tentacles on her back slowly began to write as she looked around, curious despite herself. It was all so pretty, with the water tinkling.

Kumeshja: 2 / 15
Kaelibfa: 2 / 15
Paasivjo: 2 / 15

[FlyingPanther]

Caesarion watched without a word or a facial expression, the strange looking boys movements. She watched how his confident exterior quickly gave what to that of uncertainty...possibly fear? She looked around a little bit at the enviornment, for a young child, she could imagine the place was frightening because of the overwhelming scent of human, something children were suppose to avoid...along with being alone in general. She cocked her head a bit, the only responce to the situation thusfar. Her mind was cloudy and beginning to grow tired from the effects of the drug coursing through her. She sighed. Why did she agree to deal with Seratobi's stalker children again? She couldn't remember.

When the boy spoke she looked at him a bit, completely missing his transition from anger to intrigue as she had been looking around a bit. She kept an eye on him, and in the distance the two other children that kept themselves far more hidden. "All children belong to their parents until they grow older...it's just the way of things. Despite her disposition, she doesn't belong to anyone but her father at the moment. And I doubt that into adulthood if she will belong to anyone..." she laughed a bit at the last part, "But...don't misunderstand...She will never be claimible. Her spirit is to wild for such a thing." another puff...and she continued to look. Such a strange creature...with so many mouths. "Besides...You're not really her type...unfortunately for you. Why would you think chasing girls in such a fashion would gain you their intrests?" she was clearly curious.

Ohsun had lost Rez. She couldn't quite remember when, or how it happened, her panic was complete. Ohsun was not the usual panicer however, one would hardly be able to tell she was doing just that. Her panic was all internal, only manifesting in small pathetic whimpers now and again, her ears flat against her skull, and her eyes a little more open then normal. She looked more sad then paniced. It was this cute aspect of her that Rez was particularly facinated by. But none of that mattered, she was alone...and without her big brother to protect her! In the distance she smelled the faint wafting smell of opium. Maybe that would lead her to her brother! He did like to smoke opium now and again as a social event with future Cast Members...He was an adult now after all...and was already starting to form his new rule, though none of that appealed to Ohsun. She just wanted to get back to her brother!

Caesarion Kaebi [ 64 / 100 ]
Oshunsi'ib [ 7 / 15 ]

[Jenn]

This ripped-up, hazy teen was a weird one... which of course only made her interesting. A lot of the people in the Lady's court were interesting. The ones who weren't brainless fluff, anyway. She didn't tend to collect a lot of people like that.

Looking more closely, the three of them got hints of her type. Half of it, at any rate, as it ran strongly through Kaelibfa and Paasivjo's veins. Kumeshja had been lucky enough to escape that curse of slow decay and festering rot, and they in turn had been luckier than their leprous siblings. Such a complicated family, but they were perhaps closer than others could claim to be.

"I don't belong to my parents," the young Puppet Master countered. "They feed me and take care of me, but I don't -belong- to them."

Always looking around nervously, the Puppet of the group caught sight of yet another youngling before either his brother or his sister. Tiny wings flapped in agitation before pressing against his sides. "There are a lot of us out tonight," he whispered, directing his sister's attention to the slinky, clawed female. She almost had a hint of... something familiar as well. There were so many different types living in the Lady's home.

Kumeshja: 3 / 15
Kaelibfa: 3 / 15
Paasivjo: 3 / 15