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Post by Gambets on Jul 22, 2007 18:51:17 GMT -5
ooc: This is an open roleplay, with a coffee shop, and a rainy day. n-n;;
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"Oh, I don't like the rain", a voice grumbled angerly in the heavy rain.The source was what appeared to be a large black, white and pale blue blur that walked down the road.As the blur grew closer to the buildings, it jogged to one of the shops with an awning infront of it.The large black-ness lowered, showing that they were large crow-like wings.
The wings folded against the back of the now visable zafara, soft pale blue and white fur covered his hands and face.He had long silverish blond hair was pulled back into a long braid that ended near his knees, tied off with a black ribbin.His ears where short, and pointed, with a few gold-rings pirced down the edge, that jingled softly in the breeze.
Long silken robes in a blue that slightly darker then his fur covered his body, tight leather pants covered his legs, a hand painted picture of a wild horse made out of storm clouds on the back was done in variuos shades of grey.
On his waist were severl hilts that showed from his belt, at variuos lenths, denoting what was a sword and what were daggers.
He murmured again and looked up at the storming sky, his
soft leather boots stomping in a puddle, his lavender eyes bright with annoyed look.His long blue robes flittering in the wind, his wings folded tightly against his back.
Pony, the elvish zafara, folded his hands together, and murmured something under his breath, the large crow wings faded into nothing-ness, like they where never there.
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Post by Julia on Jul 22, 2007 18:56:30 GMT -5
“Its okay, little Lola…” Qae started, leaning back in the sofa, her hand wrapped around the remote and her eyes glued to the tv. The room she was in was a disaster. Pizza boxes on the floor, small take out cartons all over the coffee table. Leftovers some time scattered the ground, but that’s what the small puppy named Lola was for. The walls were repainted yellow, but were stained in unusual places for unusual reasons. The wall behind Qae was brick, and chipped by broken bottles of glass.
The sofa the half ixi, half cybunny was sitting on was soft and pushy, and fading black so no evidence could come from it. On the side of the couch laid an mattress with blue floral spread across it in a very 80s pattern. On top of it was a red and black plaid blanket, crumbled up into a ball, and one of Lola’s dog toys.
Qae lived with 4 other girls, and some times they’d…well, bring guests over. So they doubled the room as a guest bedroom too.
Lola, the black and brown dog continued to claw at Qae’s lengthy legs, her tongue hanging out in exhaustion. The poor dog had to go number 1 for quite some time now, but her owner, Endul, hadn’t come home like Qae promised the hopeful mutt.
“Lola, come on! Im watching my favorite show!” From the TV came loud yells and beeps. Ah, Jerry Springer. Lola didn’t understand what Qae said, of course, and if she did, she wouldn’t care any way. She had to go, and she had to go now. Barks and pants and finally whines came from the dog, and that’s when Qae decided it was time to get off her butt and walk Endul’s dog.
Once outside, Qae mumbled a growl. Of course it was raining! No way could she be forced by those big puppy dog eyes to take them for a walk on a sunny day!
“I deserve a metal.” The punk-ish female told herself, holding the brown leather leash which was attached to the dog in one hand, the other stuck in her pocket.
Qae had on a rather usual outfit for herself. The plain black tub top, which showed off her tattoos, and a black hoodie over that. A pair of dark blue skinny jeans covered her legs, and looked slightly too small since they hung low on her hips, showing off more tats on her belly. Around the waist of the jeans was an old, studded belt which was slightly crooked on those hips. To protect her feet from any wet puddles was a pair of worn out red high tops.
Oh, I did mention those tattoos, didn’t I? Well, first, on the front of her neck was “RIP” in fancy scripted letters. Then, at the bottom of her neck, their was a pair of skulls on each side. They were simply done in black and white shading, very realistic and true the natural skull’s anatomy. On each shoulder was an dark X, and small lines leading down the middle of her shirt, sort of like an X marks the spot kind of thing. On her belly was two more skulls, these ones colored in vibrant colors. Around these ones were very girly and swirly birds, two things you don’t see very much. Qae also had a few piercing. For one, she had a bull-like ring in her nose, then a pair of studded snake bites. She also had her belly button pierced with a black barbell.
Qae stopped and walked with the dog, as the little puppy sniffed out a perfect spot to do her business. As the dog tried to decide, Qae pulled out the last cigarette from her pocket, and found a purple lighter in the other. She stuck the cig in her mouth, and lit the thing until it became red and ashy at the end.
Qae was a full out mess, really. Her black, badly cut hair just about touched her shoulders and her right eyelid, and her eyes were always a glassy electric blue with flecks of yellow. Two small ixi horns stuck up from the top of her head, and a pair of fat gray bunny ears were always left floppy and never up. Her fur was a very faded shade of blue, to the point where it looked gray. She had no markings, nothing spectacular but a bunny tail and nose. The only change in her fur was her belly and inner thighs, were the fur turned black.
“Lets go, Lola. I don’t got all day.” The female said, inhaling a deep amount of the smoke and watching as the dog came upon a freshly spray painted wall. Hmm. Perfect place to do her thing.
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Post by Gambets on Jul 22, 2007 19:03:25 GMT -5
Pony looked at the dog and stepped to the side a few paces, avoiding the dog as it did it's 'business' on the wall.He frown as he looked up at the woman that held the dog's leash, he grumbled something under his breath as he sood under the awning and next to the dog.
"Can't you pick somewhere else for your dog to go?", he asked, an annoyed tone in his voice as some of the rain dropped in his shoulder , ear and head.
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Post by GiE on Jul 23, 2007 18:05:27 GMT -5
"Oh, all I wanted to do was get a cup of coffee!" The strawberry zafara whined as raindrop began to drop from the skies above. She shoved a black hood up over her neon green hair so it wouldn't get wet. She broke into a quick jog down the street. Moia didn't hate the rain, but it was getting wet that she despised. Her tail trailed behind her as she turned the corner, heading for Fox Cafe. Today she didn't work, but this never stopped her from going here. The coffee here was impossible to pass over.
As she neared, her black eyes didn't pay attention to what was ahead of her. She watched her sneaker covered feet as they walked along the sidewalk. When she finally looked up, she was close enough to someone she could smell them, even with the rain pouring. She didn't have time to stop her feet, whom couldn't wait to get inside the cafe. |
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Post by Gambets on Jul 23, 2007 18:12:07 GMT -5
Pony yelped from surpise as he was bumped into, and landed on his rear.He looked up, his lavender eyes widen with surpise at the female who had knocked him down."I'm sorry if I was in your way Miss", he spoke, giving a sheepish grin as he sat on the ground, his blond braid soaking in the rain, his jacket in a dry area.
He started to stand up, his lean frame getting a little close to her as he stood, the soft smell of sandlewood and leather floated around him.His ear-rings chimed as they twiched as he stepped out of her way to the door.As he moved it was clear that he was a rather odd zafara, as he didn't seem to have a tail, which was kinda clear when he fell, and didn't start complaning about landing on a tail.
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Post by GiE on Jul 23, 2007 18:21:35 GMT -5
"Oh my god! I am so sorry!" Moia said, one hand raising to cover her mouth. "Oh, no you weren't. It was all my fault you fell over like that."
She was going to help him up, but the man was already getting up himself. She blinked, a soft blush over her cheeks, though it was nearly impossible to see because of her already pink fur. She looked up at him, her eyes didn't reflect light or even an emotion of sorts. They were just bottomless pits.
She watched as he moved out of her way. As she walked close to the door, she turned around to face him again. "Don't you want to come in? It's wet and you'll probably catch yourself the sniffles," She said, wrinkling her green nose herself. She couldn't help but noticed him having no tail, but she tore her eyes away so she wouldn't be caught staring. Instead, she watched his face with a sweet, inviting smile. |
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Post by Gambets on Jul 23, 2007 18:31:53 GMT -5
Pony nodded, giving a soft smile, "I don't see a reason why I shouldn't come in", he spoke, reaching out and opening the door to let her in first.He had noticed she was staring, most people did, it wasn't everyday they saw a zafara without a tail, but he was far to polite to say anything about her staring.
His lavender eyes seemed to shiny with laughter was he waited for her to enter.
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Post by GiE on Jul 23, 2007 18:42:54 GMT -5
Moia smiled, then turned back to go inside. "Oh, thank you," She said when he opened the door for her. Now-a-days it was hard to find a gentleman with manners. She moved inside and picked a table to sit at. She sat down, letting a small sigh escape from her red painted lips. She let the hood fall down on her back once more. Her bright neon hair was now visible to the whole cafe.
Today she was wearing a black v-neck shirt with a hood, of course. At the bottom she had faded dark jeans. She had heard about a thunderstorm, but wasn't sure if the weatherman was lying again. This was what she came up with just in case it was another blazing hot day. |
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Post by Gambets on Jul 23, 2007 18:48:42 GMT -5
Pony nodded and walked in after her, letting the door close behind him.He walked elegantly to the same table Monia sat at, and smiled happily, his long blond braid hanging low, near the floor.He sighed softly as he started to remove his duster, and let it rest on the chair's back, showing that he wore a sky blue silk shirt, that was tucked into his black leather pants.
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Post by GiE on Jul 23, 2007 18:53:31 GMT -5
Moia made sure her mouth wasn't open as she stared at him. Was it okay to call a guy beautiful? If so, that was one word she could describe him with. She blinked a few times, flustered and shifted in her seat. To get her mind away from a few things, she said, "How long did it take to grow that out?" She watched his incredibly long hair before glancing back up at his face. |
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Post by Gambets on Jul 23, 2007 19:04:16 GMT -5
"A few years", Pony answered, smiling, and showing his pearly white, even teeth he had, that gave him the surral look of moive stars.He pulled his braid up so it wouldn't touch the ground, and pulled it over his shoulder, so it was infront of his slender body.He slowly stopped smiling as he yawned slightly, showing he was tired, most likely from the fact he hadn't slept that well that past few days.
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Post by GiE on Jul 23, 2007 19:09:17 GMT -5
"Wow," Moia breathed, looking at his hair. "Mine grows so slowly!" She rolled her eyes. Her hair had been the same way for quite a while. It did grow, and she did trim it, but she never found another style that she was willing to try out.
"So, uh, what's your name anyway?" She asked, watching him yawn. She had the sudden urge to yawn herself, but kept it back and just took a deep breath through her nose. |
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Post by Gambets on Jul 23, 2007 19:19:57 GMT -5
"You can call me Pony", he answered, smiling slightly as he watched her.He had given her his english nick-name, which was easier to prononce then his full name in elvish, even the translation of his name was still long.His lavender eyes seemed to laugh slightly, like he knew an inside joke that only he knew.Pony tilted his head slightly to the side, making the rings chime, "And, What is your name?", he asked, a smile playing on his lips.
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Post by GiE on Jul 23, 2007 19:31:54 GMT -5
Naemoia couldn't help but suppress a giggle. "Pony? Like a horse?" She said, grinning. Who would ever name their child after an animal? She felt bad for him for a moment, then wondered if it was just a silly nickname.
"Oh, I'm Naemoia," She said, "But call me Moia, please." She nodded curtly and smiled sweetly. |
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Post by Gambets on Jul 23, 2007 19:37:05 GMT -5
"My full name translated into english means Galloping Storm Horse on Wind, most people call me Pony", Pony spoke, smiling slightly as she laughed at his nick-name.True in a way she had insulted him, but he could tell she didn't know elven laws, and it would be unfair to punish her because she didn't know.He clicked his tongue against his teeth, an elvish shrug.
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