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A soft grin tilted onto his lips as he took the boys hand. "Lysander. Just call me Lys." He exchanged calmly, slightly bemused by the dorky kid. Normally he'd be pretty annoyed by him although that's just a 'all humans in general annoy me because they are all kind of, sort of idiots to me' kind of thing. He snickered softly at the kids ramblings then shook his head. "Then I must be the same, although I actually am quite graceful."
"Well are you a model kid?" Lysander questioned although he felt as though he was pretty on point. The boy had style, a nice face. Getting in trouble for falling wasn't easy to manage, but if you messed up your hair people would shrug it off and laugh. So taking the 20 minutes into account he had to be something in a fashionable oppression. The boy didn't seem like an actor and as he couldn't pin point exactly who he was by face a model seemed to be his best bet. Well deducting that much would be simple for such a talented detective as himself.
Extremely young everyone else rumored. His father was a detective, but they had been murdered by a revenge seeking criminal and that was why everyone figured it ran in his blood. His skills and talent were all from his father and his rank too. Although it was most of his hard work that paid off here and there for him. So it was almost pleasant meeting someone who didn't talk to him as the son of a grand detective loved by police departments in even foreign countries. Not news worthy of course but still known by names. "I was kinda walking to think too. So instead of crashing into each other, why don't we walk together?"
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Lysander almost chuckled softly looking at Asher a mischievous spark in those gorgeous hazel eyes. "How'd you know boy? That's foreign government secrets, you aren't my Intel broker this case are you?" He joked calmly before sighing and looking up at the sky. He had started playing with his fingers, positioning them to how you would hold a throwing knife and flicking his wrist slightly in a throwing motion.
He flashed his badge proving him as a detective. "Detective Mathis at your service. If only I was cool enough to be an assassin, or a spy for that matter." Lysander slipped that badge into his jacket with a smooth sliding motion. "Though I am honored you think I'm pretty." His hazel eyes were sparkling with energy and vigor making it almost impossible not to fall for him with that smile on his face just slightly showing his teeth.
"Actually I was on a job a little while ago but I decided to take a walk while I get all my thoughts in check. It's important to keep emotions from work affairs. Although I wish I could throw one of those vending machines across the city." Lysander explained to Asher easily. He never made friends because of his absolute arrogant personality and ideals. You know the type 'I think every human being is an idiot and I don't them rubbing off on me or else I think I might lose half my brain cells.' That was so Lysander despite his prince like name and attitude when he was in school. He was the genius prince of high school after all. This boy though, Asher, reminded him of a puppy so he just couldn't completely screw the poor boy over.
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--Err, shouldn't you go first?
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Poppy paraded in proudly with Cecil in tow. Blonde hair trailing behind her golden tail flicking back and forth behind her, fox ears twitching in excitement. She actually happened to enjoy assemblies, they gave her something to do with her boundless energy and stamina. She plopped herself down in the now very few empty seats in the front dragging Cecil with her. She genuinely smiled and greeted the pink skinned girl next to her. That was either an experiment gone wrong or a pixie so she chose pixie to think of considering she noticed the slightly translucent wings and the fact that the girl was floating an inch over the chair and not actually sitting. Poppy however turned to Cecil and grinned even more poking him. "Come on Cecil, at least smile crown clown." Her oceanic blue eyes met his green blue ones and in an instant it seemed Poppy had one as he let a soft smile tilt upon his face. Poppy silent cheered in her mind before she looked up at the stage.
Cecil had been dragged into the orphanages auditorium by a certain blonde little fox. Clearly annoyed even the girls who normally tried flirting with him didn't even seem to make an attempt. Cecil was to lazy to fight back exactly and he knew if it weren't for poppet he wouldn't have any friends. She was the only one who blatantly ignored his sharp tongue so Cecil let her drag him along. He would of skipped other wise and he had a feeling everyone knew it too.
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[Luna's POV}
In a single five words my breath caught in my throat. He had seen the one thing they'd been keeping a secret forever. I knew my eyes had darkened slightly at his words and I exhaled softly looking away and looking at him. I wanted to lie so horribly but I nodded my head. "Yes-It really did happen." I told him in a soft shaky voice and my brother put his arm around me trying to comfort me but it just wasn't working. My head pounded harshly and my heart beat quickened. We were seen, our perfect image could be ruined. If that secret was spread around, all that I was hiding from would triple. I am immortal, but i'm not oblivious to pain.
"Please don't tell anyone about what you saw-Or what i'm about to tell you."
My voice seemed to tremble softly but with a quick inhale and exhale I seemed to become sturdy again. I flicked my hand softly in an order for my brother to get me a a sharp object of some sort and he seemed to freeze up but he nodded and stalked off. "What you saw, definitely wasn't normal and your going to think we're insane but my brother and I aren't like normal people. Ever since I was born I was really odd. No matter what injury my body sustained it would heal in a matter of seconds. I age like a normal human though, but other then that I'm immortal." I held out my hand as my brother came back an he placed a small scalpel in my hand. I gritted my teeth before I stabbed my hand and held it out for Takashi too see clearly that it wasn't a magic trick.
It hurt, a hell of a lot. I felt pain obviously, I'm not that much of a monster.
Then I held my hand above the floor as not to get blood on my uniform and ripped it out with a wince and soft grunt of pain that may or may not have sounded a bit inappropriate. "That said I do feel pain-As for my brother...He was normal until last break when we were walking home. I had stopped to get something that I left from school and he went on ahead to start his homework but he caught a supernatural virus called 'Pupa'." My wound had healed already so I pulled out my phone and handed it to Takashi with the Pupa files opened with some images of red glowing butterfly. The words were encrypted in a ancient foreign language.
"From all the old proverbs, we know that butterflies seem to be the center of calamity and the one in this story denotes the spreading of a secret virus known as pupa. If you sees a mysterious red butterfly in reality your likely to contract the virus. Then your body will undergo a strange metamorphosis—into a creature that eats humans. Now this isn't a common occurrence and because of the odd aspect of it it's fundamentally hidden from the public. So unless you see it and survive the experience the virus would never be known to you. Sadly you saw my brother and I's alternative. As for why he feeds off me, well it's much simpler that way and there is no killing involved. Although if he wasn't fed his body would change completely and he'd go on a feasting spree unable to control his own body."
My breath felt short after all my rambling but I tried too meet his eyes. "I can assure you this is the truth."
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Green means 'all clear,'
Red means 'Stop,'
Yellow means 'Danger.'
If the risk is acknowledged I recommend
proceeding forward as planned.
By now I've accepted that risks are inevitable.
I am a detective after all.
"I might work and I might not. It depends on what happens, who does what. The night times a shady place and I'm loved by all the departments. So it all depends on the nightly activities." Lys responded placing a hand on Asher's head to reassure him. His eyes warm and calm, like a parents- or a lovers. The playful grin turned just as gentle and a centimeter from being inviting. Though that part was highly unintended.
"Although it's pretty amazing someone can have the patience to try to look hot while pervy old men and woman take your pictures. I couldn't stand still long enough, or well keep my patience for that matter." Lysander added. "My job isn't cool at all, sometimes we have to spend an entire week awake and we can't grow any attachment to cases or people related to them at all."
--Sorry I had 5 hours of sleep for three days...
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Poppy sensed a gaze upon her but bluntly ignored it assuming she was just imagining things as she gazed upon the headmaster. Her gaze sweeping the room every once in a while. For a second she met Brother Lithes eyes but only for a second. Her complete oblivious nature protecting her from falling under his lustful spell. Her rowdy peers yipped happily at their head masters words and she smiled up at him nudging Cecil with her elbow ordering him to do the same. It was proper manners after all. Her ears twitched slightly when Tic Tac had gotten but that's only because of her excellent hearing. She was a fox after all.
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Green means 'all clear,'
Red means 'Stop,'
Yellow means 'Danger.'
If the risk is acknowledged I recommend
proceeding forward as planned.
By now I've accepted that risks are inevitable.
I am a detective after all.
"Hold up, you got order too gain weight so they can take a few pictures and then lose it?" Lysander questioned eyes slightly flabbergasted. What an idiotic thing too do, gain then loose just for a picture. He couldn't stand being told to live in such a way, to change for other peoples appeals. Then even more shocked, he had just a met a male who has never played football. "You are an odd child." Lysander told him openly. Not trying to hide the feeling at all and nodded.
"I've played, and watched. I'm not so much of a football guy, ya know. My dad taught me to play darts since I was a little boy. I also ran in cross country, but football just isn't my thing. I don't appreciate getting tackled by people twice my weight." With a joking wink Lysander looked to the side noticing they had walked a pretty darn far distance without realizing it.
Suddenly the content walk was ruined by his cell and Lys apologized jogging a bit up ahead with almost a shocking speed and I couldn't help but frown as the conversation.
"What do you mean they hit another bank!" I questioned my voice sharp.
The same woman from earliers voice rang through. "Exactly as it seems."
Lys bit his lip before asking. "What about survivors?"
"None, but there's another note here for you."
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Name: Aria Aygul
Age: 16 years young
Looks: [img width=510 height=345]http://content.foto.mail.ru/mail/dominka94/_blogs/i-96.jpg[/img]
Personality:Aria is a sneaky girl who knows more then she lets on. She can act kind to just about everyone but that doesn't mean she likes you. She has a large fear of fires, but not tiny ones. She often daydreams and never really speaks her mind. She doesn't technically hide anything, she just wont mention them if you don't ask.
Likes: Water, stars, flowers
Dislikes: Bugs, the cold, fire
Strengths: Cooking, fighting, and hiding.
Weaknesses: Communicating, voicing opinions, flames.
History: Aria was a young girl raised in the city. She was quite ostracized by class mates due to her snow white hair that came from being an albino. Her father was a well known detective and her mother was also in the police team working for forensics. At 10 years old she watched as he parents were murdered in a fire by a released criminal her father had caught and she has a burn mark on her right arm looking just like a flickering flame. She lived with her weird aunt who worked in an old antique shop which sold old clothes from the past after they were fixed up. This led to an adoration of old things. While living with her aunt she began practicing lots of fighting techniques and studied astrology like her mother. Her aunt was a bad cook so Aria slowly was indulged to learn to cook. She was on the cruise for a trip to California due to a school program for advanced students.
Friends: No one yet.
Muse: Ranging from my mood. Right now it's about a 5.
Activeness: I can post every once in a while on weekdays, and on weekends I am much more active.
Who invited you: Featherwhiskers
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--its fine I havent been home much anyways. But god do I know the feelings.
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Poppy began to fidget slightly at the words. Why? Why go to the human realm? She lifted her finger to her lips her sharp teeth pricking her skin slightly. The human world for her consisted of any nearby shrine. It was a curse per say. A kitsune in her family could only remain in the human realm in shrine grounds unless accompanied by an enchanted bell, and they must drink purifying water every hour outside of shrine grounds or they'd get sick and die. Or she gains a master to give her permission to roam freely.
Her tail started flicking nervously as the entire room grew silent.
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Just bought a kit.
Name: Bastet
Gender: Female
Color: Dilute Calico
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[img width=510 height=338]http://cdn.attackofthecute.com…3657009529e65126c316b.jpg[/img]
Name: Fenris
Age: 2 Years
Gender: Female
Personality: A seemingly childish, energetic she-wolf with a bounding passion for watching people grow. Fenris is a wise, strategic lady in general, but hides her motives quite well. She is considered childish, and head strong by most wolves in the pack but her Grand Alpha's know much better that she has a brain in her knocker running at full speed and starting things that no one realizes she started until it's over and she chooses to reveal it. However like people see her, even with her manipulative skills, she is kind and motivating to her pack mates.
Desired Rank: Alpha
Crush: None.
Mate: None
Pups: None
Other: Reborn
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Alright. Ill be awaiting to roleplay with you all.
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A soft sigh fell from her lips and she clsoed everything off focusing on the ticking of her clock work heart. A small bob of her head calmly. "I see..." She muttered softly before pointing at the bathroom door. "Change there...It's no apology needed though. He has every right to be angry with me. Normal people aren't supposed to accept things like that." In front of Duncan she release her false smile and it turned into a grim line, and her eyes seemed to flood with anger, worry, and something not quite describable, it just wasn't any good. "Boris." Alice snapped so sharply the air in the room seemed to drop a notch lower. "Go ready my tools and fetch some tea while your doing that."
Then in seconds she fled from her room and shouted. "Alistair! Don't just go into any random room!" She ascended forward toward him placing a hand on the door knob shaking her head. "Use my bathroom along with your brother." She wasn't the Alice they had spoken too earlier. Her happy facade was gone at the moment."I don't know what might happen if you get lost in the clock tower. Sometimes doors shut and vanish. If you don't watch where your going, you might get swallowed up by a void.
Alice's hair seemed to bounce slightly, not it was like magic was prickling around her body making her hair float. "It's true, I don't love you or your brother. In fact I'm not sure I ever will. I know too well at some point you two will cease to exist in this realm. Or cease to need me." Her eyes turned cold and emotionless just after a wave of sorrow passed through her eyes. Then, with a soft sigh she turned on a heel and with a decent stride headed towards her room, where she had left Duncan.
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Poppy took a deep breath and let excitement instead of fear bubble and surge in her heart. A shower of energy filled her eyes like a kiddy pool and hose. She figured arguing would be pointless. So why not just press forward unto the swirling mass. Now relaxing she nodded calmly at Neeko with a sigh. Might as well find out was plan awaited them, instead of fearing the unknown.
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Silence was a breath away. Her paws pushed forward, daintily and quick. Her weight shifting so she made no such thing as even a subtle peep. Eyes entire locked as she let herself move even closer. In line of her prey but not quite visible. Then in a sudden rush of exhilaration, her speed tripled and she skidded to a nearly silent stop in front of Nyx and Echo. She steadying herself calmly and the pretty little she-wolf bowed her head slightly in a greeting. "Good morning Nyx. How do you do?" Her gaze turned to Echo. "Echo, it is a pleasure seeing you as always."
The lean white she wolf, with odd eyes observed her pack mates. "Hunting right? Shall I join you, we can catch bigger game together. Or are you interested in the small nit bits."
Fenris seemed to be quite happy running into the dark furred friend of hers. Although she merely found her outbursts of anger amusing and essential. A hot headed soul was much needed in any group, the passion in their hearts was incomparable after all. Fenris's thoughts began to seem more and more hard t to approach. though it was definitely unreadable.
