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Post by Blitz on Oct 9, 2010 23:58:25 GMT -5
She takes a large gulp from the glass, a refreshed 'ah' escaping her lips before she answered. "No, they're so small, people don't usually bump into them." Blitz answered with a grin. "The fact they're plushie helps too." This was followed by a short burst of childish laughter befoe she took another drink. Her brows are raised at the fallen angel, leaping from her chair to further inspect the creature. Her small hands, with long, thin fingers are gentle as they reach out to touch the large wings of the woman. Head tilted slightly in curiosity, "Are they really that sensitive?" She asked, looking to Draconis, a hand brushing at the soft feathers. "Yours are real." The doll states with a nod of her head, looking back to Aime once more with a grin.
"Yours are scaled though, yes?" She asks, her attention shifts between the two older ladies. Once again, her hands stray out to touch Aime's wings this time. Feeling the bumpy texture of the scales with obvious wonderment. For the second time, a drunken stranger has gotten too close to Blitz's back which is now pained by her constant slouching. Turning on heel there is a vicious stream of words, a sailor's mouth if you will. The intoxicated beast simply stumbles away with little to no thought and Blitz seems to be the winner. Blitz throws her fists up like a champion, then pointing at the back of the stranger, her eyes squinting. After the stranger is out of sight, she strays back to Aime, grinning slightly. At the corner of this grin are a few strands of thread, stitching the corner slightly shut, but nevertheless it's a grin all her own.
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Post by Draconis on Oct 10, 2010 0:07:47 GMT -5
Draconis gave a wide smile to Blitz, but at the same time giving an apologetic look at Aime for being rude. "Well aren't you lucky? Every time I come here I loose a few feathers that are always torn half way out, meaning I have to tear them out myself." She paused, drinking the rest of her drink and stood up. "They are indeed that sensitive, yes. In a way, I guess you could say it 'balances me out'. I'm hard as stone when it comes to being punched in the gut n' stuff, but when it comes to my wings, the slightest thing makes them bruised or injured. I guess it's because they're so long, but I don't know what I'd do without them. Flying is basically me life...in a way."
Reaching with her own hands, Draconis smoothes out some of her feathers. she wants to stretch, but doing so could be disastrous in a place like this. So, instead she stretched her arms. Looking to Aime, she grinned. "Scaled wings are so epic looking. Much easier to take care of too, am I wrong?"
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Post by MissTris on Oct 10, 2010 0:29:27 GMT -5
She nods "Than Feathers, yes, when I was young I was a feather wing, but it molted free. Mine dry rather fast, but unfortunately blood don't circulate as well in the winter, gotta move them a lot unless I'm in full like now. Regardless, I think Feathers are pretty, and speaking of them I'm sorry Sanketsu laughed at you being a Fallen. He's a Sin himself, so he found it amusing." she did not explain he was HER sin, no need for that, though it may be clear since he came from her. She'd caught the grin on Blitz's face. How cute! Such a personality in that smile, she could not help but return it. "I'm going to be the naturalist part time at the park about an hour from here. I heard at night sometimes Undercity residence are allowed out? I was not informed of everything, perhaps it would not be to late for a stroll to get use to the grounds?" Her full furry face shank down some, into a rounded human one, though there was still long whitish fur at her cheeks, still her ears, still her tail and wings. She flexed the five fingered human hand, use to the four of her Dracor self.
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Post by Draconis on Oct 10, 2010 0:34:37 GMT -5
Draconis's face lit up at Aime's words. SPACE! She could stretch her wings out and maybe even practice with her Kanatas against...well, maybe trees? She'd find out if she got there. Looking to Aime, she responded. "I do not mind others who laugh at me, but never mind that. I think it would be a great idea to go there. Sounds fun and much less crowded."
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Post by Blitz on Oct 10, 2010 0:47:11 GMT -5
If one had thought her eyes could not have gotten any wider, you would have been wrong. For they grew wider, staring at Aime in awe. Because of her patches, Blitz's cover was not exactly easy to gain, in fact, she'd had yet to ever see the Overcity. "R-really?" The slightly buzzed doll asked, words faltering as they left her lips. She leaned forward slightly, there was an obvious excitement, like one had just told a dog they were going for a walk. Her hands were clapped together, her ring gleaming in the strobe lights. "We should, we should!" She encourages, looking at both Draconis and Aime with a bit of gusto. She took hold of one of Aime's hand, holding it and swinging it gently, swaying slightly to the music.
A sudden itch, on the right side of her head, Blitz's other hand twitched before finally raking her nails at it. Whincing slightly, but glad to have gotten rid of the annoyance. Maybe since it was night time, the gaurds would finally allow her to go above ground. If not, Blitz would attempt another sneak out, to try and slip passed them. Maybe they'd fancy a drink or two or even seven? Yes, yes! Intoxicated gaurds can't hold back the doll, could they? She went over plans in her head, eyes fixated upon the ground while still moving Aime's arm like a swing.
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Post by MissTris on Oct 10, 2010 10:35:13 GMT -5
The presently half formed Dracor is surprised by the answers, not expecting them to be so vibrant. "Ok, good. I-I have a car, we could fit in." It would be faster than walking, and in Under city most don't bother with cars, though they do exist. There are no traffic laws, think of the beginning of using cars, no laws, just a few here and there, and their drives who don't always go in a strait line. She tips the barman, since she'd paid for her drinks in cash and heads for the door. The club Orpheus is actually about 30-35 minutes from the park since it's on the edge of town.
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Post by Foxxy on Oct 10, 2010 11:34:12 GMT -5
Foxxy sighed. In their eyes,he was officialy a creep. He told the bartender he was done with the nearly full drink and the stuck his hands in his pocket,weaving his way thru the crowd with ease to a corner,where he propped up and closed his eyes,nodding his head to the beat. His lips moved but no sound came out as he sung the song in his head. He pulled his sleeves back down and begin to make small dance movements in his small corner,not wanting to cause attention to himself. Several people bumped into him,but quite frankly he was in his own little world he didnt excatly care what was going on around him.
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Post by Draconis on Oct 10, 2010 12:05:22 GMT -5
Draconis grinned at Blitz's excitement. /She is so adorable,/ the angel thought. Her eyes then looked over to Foxxy who had walked away, alone. Maybe he saw someone he knew? She didn't know, but Draconis did feel bad as to if he was alone. Looking to Aime, she sctratches her head. "What about Foxxy? We can't just offer each other to go and then leave him? He's seems somewhat of a gentleman. He must be better than that werewolf I saw get thrown out." By now Draconis was shaking in anticipation to get out in the fresh air. To be honest, she would rather fly than be stuck in a car...but there were a few reasons why she would and needed to go with them in the vehicle.
"Let's find him, won't we? Then let's go...err, though won't I need to change first? Maybe leave my kantanas in the car or something?"
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Post by MissTris on Oct 11, 2010 15:41:33 GMT -5
Her eyes narrow at the fallen, and her ears turn back, for all the rest of her can normally hide how she's feeling except those two most predominant features. Well curse my pointed ears. She does not want to include a creeper who could not understand the meaning of 'no.'
Her tail flicks as she looks off to see where he had gone to. "I don't know. He was a creep, and would not get that I had no interest in him." She bit back what her interests were, those were unimportant right now anyway. Her golden gaze flicks to Blitz, as though to see what she may think. Though younger she is obviously here more often.
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Post by Blitz on Oct 11, 2010 21:16:22 GMT -5
Oblivious for a good few moments, her own gaze swings to Aime's features. Blinking, Blitz gives a shrug, "Well, I'll moniter him, won't be afraid to put em' in line." This is followed by a short nod. Although Blitz is often easy going, the slight buzz seems to make her much more prone speaking out in a more so harsh manner. Looking to where he'd gone, once again she shrugs her shoulders before looking to Aime's bangles. In the moment her attention is upon Foxxy it's gone to these wooden bangles on the Dracor's wrists. Bending at the waist slightly to get a closer look, her fingers run over the wood gently.
Eyes taking in the sight, how beautiful they appear, and how they contrast with this young woman's arm. Thin fingers run over the patterns, trying to copy their graceful movements that are stick within the confines of the band. There is an odd fascination, yet again, it's there and gone within seconds. Quickly standing to look up at her once more, a hand reaches up to feel at Aime's ears with a more curious gaze. If Blitz could, she'd be climbing the Dracor at the moment, just to reach those ears. The doll is on her tip toes, feeling the fur and the way it goes. She says no words, but just stands on her tip toes with a great wonder for Aime's features. "You have cool ears." She finalls speaks, giving Aime one of those meek grins.
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Post by Draconis on Oct 11, 2010 22:25:12 GMT -5
Personally, Draconis thought Foxxy was a bit of a creep, even if they just met. It was an impulsive feeling, and she usually listened to them. Looking to Blitz she smiled, her white teeth glimered. "I wouldn't let him step out of place anyways. I've got a few...items that could assist with that." With a quick motion of her head, Draconis was indicating towards her deadly swords, shard and ready for use. "I'll be back." An irritated sigh escaped her mouth as she looked at her bill for only two drinks. This place is ridiculous.
After placing the green paper that many would kill for on the counter, the fallen one tucked her wings in as much as she could an pushed through the crowd. A few guys offered their hands to dance with, but Draconis politely refused. She only glanced at a corner with her brown eyes, making a face of disgust as she saw multiple girls over one guy. /How gross../ Approaching Foxxy, Draconis waves her hand in front of him, attempting to grab the werebat's attention.
"Hey, uh...would you like to hang with us? We're heading towards the park and well...though we should invite you." Her face grew cold in pale in a sudden instant as Draconis grew serious. "But I warn you, make any moves and your arm and lips will be cut off before you can blink."
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Post by Foxxy on Oct 11, 2010 22:38:13 GMT -5
Foxxy adruptly stopped. He froze and strainted his body up,slowly opening his eyes to see the fallen angel. "Im not excatly sure if I even wanna come, I mean you call me a creep,even though i tried to seem not creepish,which apprantly I fail at." he said lightly. "Ugh nevver mind." He said as he ran a hand thru his hair and lightly sighed again. He though about the offer before he gave his finale answear. "Umm,yes mam,but you really dont have to worry about me stepping out offline,as I have tried to say before,Im not a creep." he said lightly,still down in the dumps from being seen as what he isnt.
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Post by Draconis on Oct 11, 2010 22:50:37 GMT -5
Draconis's face lit up at his answer. The fallen angel would feel bad if he did not agree to come, but at the same time she did not want him to come for a reason other than thinking him of the creepy sort. She of course did not know what he was, but she knew that there was something odd about him. "Well, I didn't mean it like that...but let's go! I'm eager to get out of these crowds and spread my wings." On impulse Draconis grabbed Foxy's wrist and dragged him through the crowd, not carring whether or not he wanted to walk or run.
Approaching back to Aime and Blitz, she smiled, letting go of Foxxy's wrist. "Alright guys, let's go! Like I said to Foxxy, I'm eager to spread my wings." Not looking to see if they were following, Draconis went towards the exit in a walk/run manner.
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Post by MissTris on Oct 11, 2010 23:24:23 GMT -5
Aime takes hold of Blitz's Arm, hooked in hers and follows after hearing the whole exchange and watching it back and forth like a tennis match. "Well, now you'll be able to better prove yourself. I'm sorry for calling you a creep." her ears drop, a sign she does regret harsh words "but I don't trust most other clubbers aside fro dancing with them." looking at all of them she grins now, pointed white teeth. "Lets go for a ride."
She keeps a hold a Blitz to lead to the car which is off down the board walk. Outside the club though the stretches her leathery wings and shakes all over, causing bangles to clink woodenly and shifts. Nothing remotely human about her except she's walking on her back legs, her four fingered fore claws, scaled up to the elbow make the wooden rings resound more. She's no taller than she was human form. Dropping to all fours though she walks easily. "I hope you don't mind, it's nice to be all out, can't in places like that, as you see." She speaks through a muzzle, but her words are clear, if nothing else they sound more like a silver bell, rather friendly and care free.
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Post by Draconis on Oct 11, 2010 23:31:38 GMT -5
Once outside Draconis spread her large wings out fully. Eighteen feet of black feathers spread out through the area, making it sort of crowded. The feathers were pitch black put with a slight noticeable tint of purple, such as a magpie's tin of green. Her arms stretched with her wings and the sudden urge to fly came upon her. Looking to Aime, she said, "Just a sec." And with that, Draconis burst into the sky, her wings flapping constantly as she gained altitude. Feathers flew everywhere, covering the ground. Once high enough to where she would not hit any power lines, Draconis soared.
She closed her brown eyes, inhaling the rush of comfort and peacefulness against her wings and face. She wished she would stay in the air forever, but the others were waiting. Gently, as if she were a raptor, Draconis descended upon the ground, her feet made no sound what so ever as she hit it. Some of the angel's brown hair covered her face. Draconis threaded her hands through it, untangling it and putting it back into place. "Now, I am ready."
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