Mel continued to walk along the sands, unknowingly headed towards a figure sitting there. She would eventually slip right through Integra, but Mel was able to tell when she did so despite being unable to see the fallen figure that seemed to be silently resting there. Mel realized her phasing was active, and so she force it to stop before she leaned down, trying to feel what she has just passed through. Her fingers would lightly touch the wet grains of sand each time, feeling and seeking until her hand came to rest upon..something. It felt like a horse.
Mel wold have blinked in confusion if she ever wished to insult the world by opening her lids. She could not for the life of her figure out why someone would bring a horse here. She recalled people stopped using those as general transportation right? She hoped it wasn't injured or something. Mel remembered making hipposandals after convincing her father to let her take up metal work as well, he told her it was no work for a woman, but he was proven wrong really.
She continued until she heard a little loud chirp, and she looked in its direction. It was Lelwani, and she seemed to be scolding her for wandering off. Mel could not say much, and had no way to explain that Lelwani had simply left her. She was finding this strange, but the bird began to "pull" with its beak as it leading her until she moved in front of the fallen centaur. Mel continued to move her hands about until she felt a human face. She paused and moved her hands. She bowed a bit to apologize.
Lelwani moved under Mel's dress and removed the pouch from her waste, digging inside until it found a card that read "Hello" it held as it perched on Mel's head.
Name: Marcus Race: Inu Money: $1000 Status: Single Company: Melpomene and Integra Mood: Curious
Marcus stood in place and followed those he could see with his eye. What was a bit surprising was the meta humans walking around as if nothing was amiss. Times had changed indeed where even a centaur could walk around without garnering too much attention. His tail swished in the air behind him as he considered this and he closed his eye in thought. What was he even doing here? He scolded himself as once again the thoughts of darkness crept up on him. Something he had been dealing with for far too long now it seems.
His thoughts ebbed in his mind and his hand fiddled for a moment at his pocket where his black and mild's sat. He knew he shouldnt smoke, it was really more of a habit he picked up during the times to keep his mind occupied. He left it alone and instead decided maybe he should socialize. Looking at the others on the beach what he saw was mostly couples, and that drew a heavy pang in his heart...one he would never admit to. It had been so long since he had been near her...but thanks to that bloody curse he never forgot her face. Or any of it really.
But the centaur and strangely silent woman could probably be interesting people, so it wouldnt hurt to talk...right? He idly thought of putting his shirt back on as he approached the two, hoping they were more the type that thought scars were a badge of pride...not like most women these days. In his era it showed that while reckless he had been a survivor. And indeed as much as he had fought, and yes pillaged, he had survived. Now it was seen more as a badge of shame.
As he came up to the two he saw the non centaur lady place a card on her forehead that simply said 'hi'. Did that mean she was mute? And perhaps blind since she needed to feel the centaur to get a sense of her presence. he sympathized in his own way, knowing how it was to have been blinded, though at least she didnt have to wear a patch. Then there was that bird, which was strange but made him wonder about her. The centaur lady by herself was amazing to him. He had heard of them, and at one time butted heads with a clan on the Greek fields, but he had thought they died off or something. Her horse half was a glorious example of a horse, and her human half didnt seem too bad either.
As he finally came up to the two of them he gave a slight smile, trying to at least look friendly from his usual look. "Good mornin ladies, would you perhaps be needin a hand?" His accent had a bit of a Scottish lilt to it and he offered up his hand. "Names Marcus if ya want ta know."
The waves come to and fro while lone footsteps are washed away with time. Walking along the shore, Leon looks down at his feet and the crab following right beside his steps. It was strange now that he was here for it was when he arrived that this gloomy cloud hit him hard. Why did he go from cloud nine to downtrodden so fast? At an empty log, long enough for a few people, he sat at the middle and looked out to sea with a troubled mind. Thoughts of his past came up, with many moments he hated. His family, his friends, his love. All these things ended up betraying him and like an abused dog it had him feeling defensive. Picking up a rock, He tosses it out to see and watches it skip until it sunk; And the crab standing beside Him to watch the lone sea.
Company:: No one Clothing:: Today's outfit Feeling:: Lonely Condition:: Healthy Location:: Mykronos Island Wallet:: 977¥ Items:: Compass/sundial watch, Fake I.D, Grendel P30, Prepaid cellphone
Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 10:53 am
IntegraLionheart
.x Mood: NEW FRIENDS YAS x. .x Location: Beach x. .x Company:Mel, Marcus x. .x Cash:$950 x.
Integra felt weird. Like something had just walked through her. It sent a tremble up her human spine. Quickly it became clear that something was touching her. A girl? Was she a ghost? Dread set in almost immediately. Integra set into a cold sweat as the ghost continued to feel her horse parts until eventually her human parts. She whimpered, about to cover her eyes in total terror, when a bird on the ghost’s head held up a card. The card read hi.
The centaur was taken aback, but instantly calmed. “Hello!” Integra responded with a wide smile, back to being her usual bubbly self. It was still strange, the ghost and the bird, but Integra paid it no mind. They were friendly, and that was enough. Then a man started approaching. Integra's eyes were glued to him as he moved across the beach. He was attractive. Extremely attractive in a way the other males she had met so far were not. She was practically ogling his chest, her eyes tracing every mark and scar. He looked so strong. When he reached them he said his name was Marcus. Integra blushed as she started up into his eye and shyly extended her hand to meet his.“Integra”
Getting to the beach, he looked around at the people who had came over for the festival. Seems like a ton of people where here for that, and some tourists too. Only one day, and Kazuya could tell the difference between tourists and locals. Shrugging it off, Kazuya looked at the water, and saw how clear the water was. With that, Kazuya leaped into the water and peddled to the deeper parts of the waves, waiting for bigger ones. Soon, a good sized wave began to form, as Kazuya began to paddle away from it. As soon as it picked up, Kazuya stood up on the board and began to surf and ride the wave. Hmmm.... Haa!! Changing his hand to a demon hand, he shot ice shards into the water, which instantly froze the water, causing it to turn into a pathway made of ice. Kazuya then used that ice to surf faster against the water, and was launched off his board as he reached the end of the path. Gyaaaaaahh!!! He plunged into the water, and swam back up. Owwww.... Bad idea....
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♦ Cellphone ♦ $60 ♦ Fox ears headphones ♦ Les Paul electric guitar ♦ Surf Board ♦ Extra pair of changing clothes
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-> Ice shards - Kazuya uses his magic to create ice by forming up to five ice shards at a time, the size of tennis balls but with a strong spike.
-> Super strength - Kazuya, in his demon form, is able to lift up to three times his weight, and is even able to use his blades to slash through certain solid objects like concrete, rocks, and weak steel.
-> Makarakarn - Kazuya summons a force field on himself, the size of his own body to defend against one magic attack.
Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 1:57 pm
Krylancelo Mooncrest
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Kristen is not feeling her usual self. Today she woke up feeling sad. How is that even possible for someone who loves to greet the morning sun with a smile and always seem to show optimism in every situation. Right now she looks down on the dumps and despite trying to dress up in what is normal fashion for her, she is not the peppy and cheerful girl that some have come to know her by. And what bad timing to do because she has this sort of date thing going on with the alien named Alexander today and she should be at the very best of her character. So what is it that is so strong that it brought even Kristen down? Memories. Dark memories to be a bit more exact. The memories of her ex boyfriend and her getting in his car and having him take him home after the senior prom. Both of them were good people and never did anything wrong to each themselves, to each other and other people. So then why did a drunk driver had to hit them on the way home? Why did he have to perish while she and that drunk driver survive? It wasn't fair!
Making her way over to the beach shore, Alexander is surely to meet her soon enough, which means she has to take this time to make sure she isn't in such a depressed state before he arrives. Sitting down by the shore, she took out her phone from her pocket and looked at her gallery of selfies, some of them being her and her late boyfriend. Memories of simpler times when it was just him and her made tears fall from her eyes...oh why did she have to do this to herself? She couldn't help it and now she is holding her knees up to her face and crying over happy memories.
Mel had been waiting for Integra to either accept her apology or yell at her, though when the girl spoke she sounded incredibly happy. It was a bit strange to Mel, most people would be far from happy if she had just passed through them. They would either flee in terror, yell at her, or pass out...in terror. Mel extended her hand to perhaps give the centaur a helping hand, but before she did a male approached them and kindly introduced himself, and offered help of his own. She nodded to the male and the bird also showed him the card moment before Mel stood up,after Lelwani dragged her pouch of cards over to her so that Mel could pick it up.
One thing that was instantly noticeable to those who had eyes was that Mel was pretty tall standing a full seven feet fives inches on her own though the other two would be fairly tall compared to most. This was something that often drew others to her back then, since she was considered a giant due to her massive height. Most people would think she was cheating or something these days by floating, but in general she was just a huge person. She extended her hand down to help the woman up as well if she wanted it, still being silent though in moment her legs had...vanished, and extended more upward, most of her lower body having vanished without her knowledge.
The little blue bird perched on the ghosts shoulder and gave a happy little chirp towards the two. as Mel waited for the girl to take both their hands, or ignore hers. It would be fine either way. At least the women seemed alright.
Name: Marcus Race: Inu Money: $1000 Status: Single Company: Melpomene and Integra Mood: Curious
Marcus took her offered hand with a surprising gentleness. He watched the other woman rise and then started to finally notice what he had missed in the initial intake of her...she wasn't alive...at least not anymore. Not that it bothered him, but it did make him wonder what kind of a being she was. He hoped she wasn't a banshee...or maybe hope she was one, he could use a little death. With her help they got Integra back onto her feet and he shifted his arms to make a sign and bowed one knee a little askance. To Integra it would be familiar as a formal greeting from non-centaur. Though it was old, one that hadn't been used in a long time.
He turned to look up at the woman who floated above them. He was tall, this was true. But with her floating above them he wasn't taller then she was. "And you are an interesting one...though I cant place what sort of spirit you are." He lowered his hand again and tilted his head, his tail swishing softly behind him. At this point he didn't know what more to say.
Nomelle walked through the sand enjoying the cool breeze. Though it was cool outside she wore a cardigan to cover the parts that showed. Other than that she was just fine as she carried her heels in her hand and allowed her fluffy hair to move about in the breeze. Nomelle wore a smile on her face as she waited to see what would occur on this last day of the year.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 4:39 pm
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A new day, a new start, and some interesting people as he walked on up to the area. An event was said to be held here and the groups of people coming along were proving it right. Perhaps he could see some recognizable faces oh...wait...he does see one! He couldn't mistaken her for anyone else that he knew, and he was beginning to know quite a bit of people lately. With caution, he manuevered around sharp-like objects, singles, couples, and any other distractions till he was right behind her. Damean placed a single hand over her eyes and whispered in her ear. "Do you miss me enough to know who I am?"
Lets Talk About Me: ⌘Money: $1000 ⌘Company: Nomelle ⌘My Attire: This ⌘Housing District: 1317 Ombre Housing District ⌘OOC: Mind if I come along?
Paying no attention to the surrounding noises she never imagined what would sneak up on her. Stopping she stood still as the voice traveled through one ear and out the other. Giving her a chill that ran up and down her spin as if he were touching her body himself. Placing her right hand on his she couldn't help but smile.
"There's a possibility but... It seems you've been a little busy too so the question is..." she asked before pulling his hand to her lips and pressing her plump pink lips on his hand. "...Do you miss me, Damean?" she giggled before looking over her shoulder and grinning.
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Posted: Wed Apr 20, 2016 6:17 pm
IntegraLionheart
.x Mood: NEW FRIENDS YAS x. .x Location: Beach x. .x Company:Mel, Marcus x. .x Cash:$950 x.
Integra took both of their hands, and was easily brought to her feet. Her new hoof boots felt great. She wasn’t even really stuck, but she accepted the help anyway. It felt nice. Integra giggled as Marcus bowed to her. She was very young, and had been raised in a slave rink outside of normal centaur society, so she didn’t recognize it at all, but he was cute and it made her blush.
Integra looked at the spirit too. Marcus asked a question. She was really tall now. Really really tall. Integra looked up at her in mostly wonder.“More important than that!”she said excitedly.“What’s your name? Did you come to party? I’m so excited!” She grinned wide.
A playful smile crept onto his lips as a very familiar sensation lit up within him. It was pleasurable sign as she placed a hand on him. The woman’s voice almost seemed playful, much like a sly little fox who was trying to charm her way through. His hands could feel the cool, soft, and very rememberable touch of her lips upon his skin. ”Doesn’t me being here confirm that?” His voice was teasing as he wrapped his free hand around her waist. ”I feel as if you’ve been yearning for me,” he sweetly murmered as he purposely allowed his gaze to scan every inch of her body. It didn’t leave much to the imagination and it wouldn’t to begin with. A pleasurable night had bestowed upon him a sensual sight, a sight that would not be forgotten so soon. ”What else could cause you to wear such an alluring outfit-” Damean’s fingers slid down to her hips where a bit of her skin was exposed. He purposefully played with the exposed skin before allowing one finger to slid right under the fabric. ”-If not to catch my attention.” The man finished off the sentence as his index finger rolled across her bottom lip.
Lets Talk About Me: ⌘Money: $1000 ⌘Company: ⌘My Attire: This ⌘Housing District: 1317 Ombre Housing District ⌘OOC:
Cain returned to the beach, holding Edin’s hand. It was a good thing he didn’t know that many people. There wasn’t anyone to recognize him. He wondered if he needed a newer allies to cover up this appearance of his, he was sure it wasn’t permanent. It couldn’t be. For now it was enough to avoid other people. Perhaps let Edin do the talking.
Face painting. That’s what they were planning on doing in the first place. Cain walked Edin to one of the chairs and sat her down in it, his hands on her shoulders.“She loves cats.” He said to artist. He just really wanted to see Edin with cat face makeup. And then kiss her again. Because he could. And who knew when he would be able to again. His eyes wandered around, seeing people eating and enjoying things.
Eating things? Could he do that too again? With most of his senses back, he wondered if he could taste. Being from a time when most food was bland, and people ate to survive, tropical food would surely blow his mind. Cain rubbed his chin with one hand, taking all of this in.
Mel kept a small smile on her face at the two she had met.They somewhat helped to alleviate the loneliness she was feeling moments ago. Her attention was drawn to the other male when he had asked about what sort of spirit she was. Mel was quiet for a moment and she frowned. She had no idea how to explain to the young man that she was a revenant at least, not easily. She then thought for a moment and pulled her harp from her bag, a smile given to the two before she began to play a song on her little harp, however there was something off as she played. There was the sound of two instruments, one of a harp, and the other of a lute. Her hands were moving differently on each hand, never overlapping. It sounded as though two people were somehow playing at once.
There would be imagery that would begin to form to show the two the representation of a spirit that move around, there were other beings there, but as the spirit approached they would grow sick a die. This was a common trait of what was called a Revenant. Once the song stopped she returned her harp to her back. She smiled at them again, hoping they understood, but mostly hoping they didn't just run from her if they understood it. She didn't want people to fear her, but often times they did because of what she was.
Integra asked for her name and asked why she was here. She smiled and nodded to her second question, adding in a little spirited clap. The second one was handled by the blue bird who retrieved a card that had Mel's name on it it would read out "Melpomene Zamir" for both of them to see. They stood there, looking happy. Mel was mostly waiting to see how the two would react to her display. She hoped the would not mind. She would not make them sick or anything, she was not in that mood, her nails were inactive.
