❧ Willow Branch ☙ \\ Safety for the Different // Roleplay

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    Miley smiled a bit as she listened to Tk stumble a bit in his explanation. She gave a small laugh and then crossed her legs at the knees. [b]"What he means is that I'll help you adjust to you human girl side so you are more comfortable in it,"     she replied. "I know how much more comfortable it is to be in your animal shape, but the human side has some advantages too."
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    Sundown actually pouted, although somewhat uncharacteristic of her. "If I must speak in the human tongue, or retain the general form, I would much prefer my hybrid state," she responded. She felt almost embarrassed, acting like this, but it was not entirely in her wrong, she supposed. After all, the humans had done horrid things to her.


    "This form is fragile, lacks normal temperate regulation or a simple balanced equilibrium." She bit her lip as she huffed. "Not to mention, I am weak and defenseless in this state, my senses are dull and..." She looked to the side. "It is rather humiliating to be expected to act and be as a human simply because I look like one. How should I get along with others here? They will find me eccentric for my ways, when I am in this form."

    "I... don't quite see what you mean." Tk said, confused with her uneasiness with a normal body. "You said you came from a pride but I thought it was just another term for your family... You are a human who becomes an animal, correct?"

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    - ιт ιѕ ѕιℓℓιиєѕѕ тσ ℓινє, ωнєи тσ ℓινє ιѕ тσямєит, αи∂ тнєи нανє ωє α ρяєѕ¢яιρтισи тσ ∂ιє ωнєи ∂єαтн ιѕ συя ρнуѕι¢ιαи. -


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    Elise let out a soft laugh at this question. "If I were to be completely honest, I've been wondering pretty much from the start. I just always assumed you had your own personal reasons of dedicating yourself so much to someone else... I didn't want to pry so much. That's why I haven't asked you until now."


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    He finished up cutting the last bits of the vegetables before putting them aside. Cyril turned his attention back to the boiling potatoes which seem to be fairly ready. He turned off the stove, checked the state of the potatoes with the end of a utensil, and pulled them out onto a plate to cool and peel.


    He was listening to the conversation in silence, chuckling quietly at where the topic had gone to.




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    Calla shifted into human form and gazed at the wolf who was helping her, blood streaming from her stomach.
    "Why....are you..?" She couldn't' finish and gasped as the wolf began to clean the wound.
    Why isn't Florence helping me? She thought. Maybe he never was a friend. Her wolf howled in pain.


    Deacon began to clean the wound just as Callas thought pierced his mind.
    Who the hell is Florence? He growled. His own kind getting hurt by another paranormal really put him on edge and a pretty one at that.
    He really hoped that whoever this Floence was he was nearby-along with the paranormal that had hurt Calla-so he could deal with them later.
    But first h had to help Calla.


    Marsbat I need your help how do I heal calla?

    (stealthcafe has the medic, but they seem to be missing. I don't know if anyone else has healing abilities. You could have Deacon carry Calla back to camp wnd get help from an NPC there.)

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    Deacon shifted back to human form, swooped down-ignoring the tiny gasp she made when he first shifted-and lifted her into his arms.
    "I'm going to get help for you," he murmured to Calla.
    He glanced back at the guy thing creature looking amused as he sat at the waters edge.
    Then it hit him.
    That was Florence.
    He let out a low growl as Florence glanced up at him.
    "This isn't over," he snarled before racing back with Calla firmly in his arms.

    There was a pause. "I am of the shifters, not humans," she replied. "The second form thou saw me in, in which I conversed with thee, is my natural form. My Pride consists mainly of pureblood cheetah shifters, and we distanced ourselves from humans as much as possible. In fact, we lived in an isolated grassland. We were a feral people." Her eyes took on a gleam.


    "Make no mistake. Although we have kindness and reason in us, and the same simple emotions humans feel and experience, we were still wild cats. I am a Cheetah to the core. The only humans that came into our Pride stumbled on accident, and were adopted into the Pride, ended up becoming the life mate of one of our own, also turning, or attempted to harm us, and were killed, which is how, I suppose, my language is at least up to a certain time period."


    Her head tilted to the side. "My specific family is all pureblood. Our Pride did not care much for humanities, but basic survival traits and instincts." A small smile lit up her face. "But do not worry, small drake. I will not harm thee, or thy companions." She lifted a calloused hand. "Our Pride had a strict law to not harm friends."

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    [size=10px] "...mm? Oh. Oh! No, it's okay. But, yes! I love this place. Your kind seems so friendly! And cute. And, er, talented." Virgil muses, flitting about and checking out everything inside Caspian's house. He grabs another orange, sitting on the counter and biting into it. Fairies don't really have a concept of what should and shouldn't be sat on. Oops.


    "...so many good fruit! Did you grow these yourself?"
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    [size=10px] "What isn't over?" Florence hisses, coiling up slightly, the corners of their mouth twitching irritably. If the wolf had lingered any longer, they'd lash out to bite. But he didn't. Lucky -- they were completely prepared to aim to kill at that moment. The damned mutt seems to be onto them.


    "I didn't realize Calla was hurt. My bad for not immediately leaping to help someone I don't fully trust yet."
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    Deacon let out another growl when he heard what Florence had said.
    Going inside the school he had a doctor look at Calla and heal her.
    When she was fully healed, she smiled up at him.
    "Thank you," she murmured, sitting up.
    She still got the cramped feeling whenever she was around him but he saved her life she could loosen up a bit.
    She stretched her back before standing up.
    "well whats your name?" She cut right to the chase.
    Deacon smiled at her but it was forced.
    She was going to forgive Florence.
    Honestly what did she see in him?
    "My name is Deacon Wright and you are Calla Block," he felt proud to catch her off gaurd,she seemed like one of those people who are not surprised by anything.
    "What..?" She started.
    He tucked a piece of stray hair behind her ear.
    "Mind reader," he said.

    "Now that is peculiar. Most of the shifters we get here are humans with a mutation, much like many of the other non-whumans. For this... Yes, quite peculiar." Tk rapped his talons on the countertop, thinking deeply.


    "If you are more comfortable as a quadreped, then feel free to live here as one, many of us are forced to, but you should be able to utilise all of your abilities. Before that, I would like to start documenting all of the history you can give me. The more we can put together, the more likely it is we can find your Pride."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;][b]"But keep in mind,"     Miley added gently as she looked at Sundown. "Being in our human for can give us some advantages, even if it is uncomfortable for a time." She nodded towards Tk, smiling. "And he is right. You are open to shift whenever you'd like here." She wanted her to be comfortable, to know that this place is to help her, not to trap her.


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    Sundown nodded, a little embarrassed of her own behavior. "Yes... I suppose." Though it seemed they had her wrong form in mind. She also knew they were only trying to help her, but... she sincerely never planned to interact with any human. Especially not after what happened to her pride- but she would bite her tongue, for now.


    The shifter gave Tk a strange look. "I'm afraid there is not much else I can inform thee of. However, if thou would like to ask questions, I will do my best to answer them properly."

    ß // L A R S


    call me lars


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    [size=10px] "What are your talents? Show me!" He finishes off the second fruit, swinging his legs idly while looking at Caspian with interest, a smile on his face, as usual. Virgil gets up, flitting over to the other, curious.


    "If you can't grow stuff, what can you do? I'm interested!"
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    "Of course... Bien sûr." Tk looked over to Cyril, seeing how food was coming.


    "The food should be about done, I hope our cooking is enough to sway you to stay. Haha!" He grinned toothily at his joke. "I must assume you have not tried alcohol before then, would you like to tonight?"

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 300px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: verdana; margin-bottom: 3px;]"I really can't do much that I can actually show you at this moment. Summoning spirits, ghosts, and demons is one of the things I call myself talented at." Caspian's eyes flitter a little as he mentions summoning. He hadn't done that in a while. "But I can also manipulate weather. In small spaces though, haven't mastered the entire sky." The warlock pauses after the sentence, starting to smirk. A happy smirk, though. He waves his hand in a circular motion for a few seconds, maybe even less, then closed his eyes and propelled his hand towards the tiny living room. Almost immediately, a fluffy cloud started to form in the middle and expand. Caspian concentrated enough to get the cloud to turn a dark gray and start drizzling rain. The act came absolutely smoothly to him, and soon enough he waved his hand up in a rapid motion and ended it with closing his hand into a fist.


    As Caspian opened his eyes the cloud slowly started to roll up into itself and vanish. He turned back to Virgil, wiping his shirt. Hopefully none of the rain had gotten on it. "Well, that's one of my talents." He looked back for a second and spotted the many spots where raindrops had landed. He would have to clean that up later.[/fancypost]

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    ß // L A R S


    call me lars


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    [size=10px] Virgil watches, his eyes practically aglow with interest and excitement. "...that's... amazing! Really, really cool!" The orange parts of his body seem to light up more than usual, his wings almost buzzing with how fast they're flittering. Excitable little fairy. Easily impressed.


    "I'm-- I'm assuming you're not a human? Those things are so mean and noisy and ugly... whatever you are seems to be nice, and talented, and kind of-- ...nej, nej, du kan ikke bare flirte med fremmede..."


    Virgil awkwardly chuckles to himself, mumbling in Danish.
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    Marge walked into the room with Calla, a glass of herbal tea in hand.


    "I would have healed you myself dear, but my hands aren't what they used to be. Drink this, it will numb the pain." She smiled as she offered the teacup to Calla.