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Post by Jellybean on Apr 3, 2008 17:19:44 GMT -5
(butsthe....whats with your characters and psycho?
no ideas what should happen...
does he like any kind of animal?)
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Post by halahk on Apr 3, 2008 17:26:23 GMT -5
ooc:I'm a dark, dark individual, and it usually reflects in my characters... hmm... he likes cats or just about anything fuzzy
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Post by Jellybean on Apr 3, 2008 17:31:32 GMT -5
(lol. Yes. Liking Cats is very very dark...)
Aisei, who was still in the other room, wasn't sure what to do. So she turned into a fluffy black and white cat with long fur and jumped into the guys room and onto his bed. There she walked up to his chest and lay down on it.
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Post by halahk on Apr 3, 2008 17:37:10 GMT -5
ooc:Who doesn't love cats? They're all so cute and cuddly!
Gasping, he arched his back as the cat sat upon his chest, pain rocketing through his body. But, after a moment he calmed down, lying back against the bed and smiling wearily at the feline. He loved cats and could never take his anger out on one. Reaching out he scratched behind her ears, knowing how it felt with he himself being part cat.
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Post by Jellybean on Apr 4, 2008 20:19:34 GMT -5
She purred. That felt nice. She snuggled into him, then turned around and looked at him in the eyes. It was probably weird having a cat look at you in the eyes. She snuggled down him so she was lying on his stomach and continued purring.
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Post by halahk on Apr 4, 2008 21:06:00 GMT -5
He had no problems looking her in the eye with he himself being part cat. He had engaged in staring contests with other felines many times before. Smiling lightly he leaned up a bit, now against the backboard and continuing to scratch behind her ears. Her purring impelled him on, and even made him purr a bit.
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Post by Jellybean on Apr 4, 2008 21:44:17 GMT -5
She realised that this guy was part cat--that would explain the ears. She continued to purr, and he starting to purr a bit too. She still wasn't comfortable. So she moved further down until she got to his legs, and lay in between them. She put her head on his thigh and looked at him.
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Post by halahk on Apr 4, 2008 21:58:14 GMT -5
Halahk shifted a bit as she moved inbetween his legs and rest her head on his thigh, making him quite uneasy. When he had looked in her eye he knew she was the girl from earlier, almost as his gaze had pierced her very soul. And, he was quite nervous around the opposite sex, especially when they put him i a possibly comprimising position as the girl had right now. Before he had only tolerated it because she appeared as something else.
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Post by Jellybean on Apr 4, 2008 22:19:08 GMT -5
She realised he realised who she was, and moved her head down his leg so she wasn't looking at him anymore. She had no other intentions other then being a cat that was keeping him company, and a cat would be how she acted. She felt disappointed that he probably didn't trust her.
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Post by halahk on Apr 4, 2008 22:21:24 GMT -5
Slowly, he began to move away from her, shrinking away. He was not at all comfortable around girls, and what she had just done wasn't very reassuring. Cat form form or otherwise, it was still the same thing to him.
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Post by Jellybean on Apr 4, 2008 22:54:41 GMT -5
She moved away to one side of the bed so she was no longer touching him. She sat up and looked at him sadly. Why couldn't he trust her? She was as much a cat as he was...in mind anyway, not in looks.
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Post by halahk on Apr 4, 2008 23:02:29 GMT -5
"Don't give me that look!" he hissed venemously, completely put off by the way in which she seemed to be begging for something. Not that it was unbearable to look at, but Halahk couldn't, wouldn't associate himself with a woman. He feared for any female he came in contact with, and would never willingly submit physically or mentally.
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Post by Jellybean on Apr 4, 2008 23:06:38 GMT -5
She continued to looked at him sadly, and made a small movement which said Please. If I were a real cat you wouldn't care. Please trust me. She hoped she wasn't making things worse. If she was, that wasn't good.
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Post by halahk on Apr 4, 2008 23:08:37 GMT -5
The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, a grimace find it's way onto his features. "I'm leaving," he said simply, his tone free of hostilies or any emotion at all, looking at her for a moment longer, then slipping off of the bed and began the long process of refitting his armor.
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Post by Jellybean on Apr 4, 2008 23:12:23 GMT -5
She changed back into her human form, looking discouraged. She sat on the edge of his bed, her legs dangling over the side. "Sorry." She said. "What's wrong with me been like that?" She didn't look at him, instead she looked out the doorway, but her gaze wasn't really focused on anything. "Are you sure your okay enough to leave?"
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