Posts by Nightcrawler

[fancypost bgcolor=#EE0000; border: none; width: 400px; min-height: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px;]one for every sin, so quite a few ★[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: #0099CC; font-size: 1-pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]Kurt himself was the very opposite of cold. His warm personality paired with the demon blood in his veins meant the nervous teleporter was practically radiating sunshine, though his small size usually felt the cold during the freezing nighttime. Coming across the child, Kurt smile and tipped his head to the side curiously, having not seen her before. "Where are you going?" He inquired, his voice soft. [/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#EE0000; border: none; width: 400px; min-height: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px;]one for every sin, so quite a few ★[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: #0099CC; font-size: 1-pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]Kurt had recently stumbled across an abandoned little house, so the blue demon had decided to make it his own. The next few hours were spend teleporting the old furniture and trinkets out onto the cute little lawn; a small clearing with a few small trees. Many different items were placed out, like some broaches and jewelry in an intricate box, or some wooden trunks with pretty designs cast in iron, even some antique-looking books and empty diaries. Among the large gathering of stuff was a bright red chair that had obviously been faded into a dull crimson, and copper down the arms. Kurt knew he didn't need all of this stuff, and he would like to give back to his classmates.

So now, the blue demon called out, "Yard sale, anybody? You don't have to give me anything in return." He clarified, a toothy grin spread across his face. Hopefully some would take an interest in what he had found, as he had worked hard, kind of, to get it all out here. [/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#EE0000; border: none; width: 400px; min-height: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px;]one for every sin, so quite a few ★[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: #0099CC; font-size: 1-pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]He got promoted? Oh, wow! The blue demon felt a toothy grin spread across his face, and I'm sure he would be blushing if he wasn't covered in blue fur. "Thank you, Tama." He smiled towards his leader, his German accent thick as he sat down, listening to the rest of the announcements whilst nodding along. [/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#EE0000; border: none; width: 400px; min-height: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px;]one for every sin, so quite a few ★[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: #0099CC; font-size: 1-pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]As the voice in his head shook him from the pleasant dream he was having, Kurt blinked his crimson eyes open, a yawn causing them to shut again momentarily before he could look down and focus on the mastiff. "Hello." He spoke softly, kindly, like usual. Noticing there was a flower on his nose, he let out a puff of breath to blow it off, sending the petals high in the air. Looking down, the demon began to fret, getting out of his pile of flowers and peering down at them. "Oh, I wasn't supposed to fall asleep on them! I hope I didn't hurt any!" Kurt's thick German accent clouded his words as his devil-tail swung behind him.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#EE0000; border: none; width: 400px; min-height: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px;]one for every sin, so quite a few ★[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: #0099CC; font-size: 1-pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]The last few times the demon had gone out to pray had resulted in stumbling across those unfortunate enough to experience night terrors, it seemed. Seeing Wallpaw, the alabaster femme obviously stressed, Kurt very gingerly made his way over; being extremely deliberate and careful in his movements as to not scare her even more. The blue tom peered down at her, a sad curiosity in his eyes as he gently whispered, "bad dream?" his German accent smoothing out the words as he settled down a few feet away from her, though he layed himself down as to possibly create a sense of comfort. Kurt had always been keen on doing these little things to make other's feel at ease, especially after nightmares. He had experienced plenty, lived through far too many, and he wouldn't wish that on anyone.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#EE0000; border: none; width: 400px; min-height: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px;]one for every sin, so quite a few ★[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: #0099CC; font-size: 1-pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]"News?" Kurt echoed innocently, teleporting in to sit beside Ukiyo, his crimson eyes trained on the Riverclanner. "Is everything okay?" The tom asked the obvious, very genuine concern turning his features downwards as his tail curled around his paws, a nervous action. He truly hoped everything was okay, and the religious demon sent a quick prayer, the news probably wasn't devastating but hey, this is Nightcrawler we're talking about here; of course he's worried.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#EE0000; border: none; width: 400px; min-height: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px;]one for every sin, so quite a few ★[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: #0099CC; font-size: 1-pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]In contrast to her name, the blue tom was the first to arrive, a kind but shy smile brightening his face as he almost nervously settled himself down. "Hello, Red. I am Kurt Wagner, or Nightcrawler, whichever you'd like." His accent was rough, it always happened when he was meeting someone new, as it made him incredibly nervous. Nervous, but still eager to make new friends.[/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=#EE0000; border: none; width: 400px; min-height: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px;]one for every sin, so quite a few ★[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: #0099CC; font-size: 1-pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]"Are you alright?" The male asked softly, kindness shining in his red eyes as he teleported over, the tom in front of him looked sort of... conflicted. "But first, could you please tell me your name and business?" Kurt took a step back to give the newcomer space.

//geez I'm so tired this is wayyyyyyy too short I am sORRY[/fancypost]