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 Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 11:41 am
 Two soft, gloved paws gently pressed against the ground as the silver tailed kitsu walked. His gray eyes peered all around him, gazing at the new environment. This was certainly different. When Komui-san sent him out on a new mission in search of Innocence, this was not what he expected it to be.
Somehow he ended up in this strange place, not to mention he changed drastically. Instead of hands he now has paws. He had three tails rather than one. This was certainly not what he wanted. Just where did Komui-san send him off to? Could Innocence really be found here? And what about his other comrades? Were they stuck in this place, too?
He groaned at those thoughts. When he got back, he would certainly have to complain to Komui-san.
The large building up ahead looked similar to HQ...only not as advanced or horribly spooky. His silver haired head poked in through the doorway. Glancing around, he yelled out softly, "Hello?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 12:04 pm
 It looked so weird. A pile of pillows, in a circle and a blanket on what seemed to be another mountain of pillows, lay in a cleaned out spot in the main room to the HQ.
One..two..three red tails poked out from one end of the blanket, and a pale white palm lay the other end. It was as quiet as it was, since the young kit snored only so loudly. Inside of the blanket, contained Jack Spicer, his other paw curled around a plushie of Chase Young. Heh. He couldn't help but twitch his tails when he felt a presence come into the cabin. Wuya was outside of the blanket, sitting straight up with her paws crossed. She was asleep, though it didn't seem it, her ears twitching ever so much.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 12:16 pm
Gray eyes blinked with confusion at the giant mass of pillows and blankets located dead center within the building. This was new. Pillows and blankets dead center? Was this some kind of joke from Komui-san? Allen certainly wouldn't put it past that man. Komui did do some...weird things after all. But what kind of experiment was this? Seriously, this was starting to get irritating.
"Komui-san?" The kitsu called out dubiously. He approached the mass rather suspiciously. Three red tails poking out from the heap didn't help to assure him any longer. And then that...purple-blue...thing...was sitting there. Was that another one of Komui-san's inventions? It sure as hell wasn't an Akuma, seeing as how his cursed eye didn't activate.
He stepped forward with much hesitation. Anyone would be afraid of another Komui invention, and with good right, too.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 12:41 pm
Her ears twitched again, hearing him speak the name, opening an eye, she looked over at his direction, not moving her head at all. She saw that he was an actual kitsu, and planted a smirk on her face.
Jack however, was oblivious to anyone, and continued to sleep. Making weird mumbling, as if..talking as he dream.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 12:57 pm
Allen's face drew back in surprise at the reaction of the purple-blue creature. This was definitely something he wouldn't put past Komui-san making. That man did make giant robots that nearly destroyed the town, after all. He sighed at those disturbing thoughts, shoving them back into his deeper subconscious.
He ignored the mumbling and twitching under the blankets. It clearly belonged to the owner of those three crimson tails. Whoever it was seemed relatively content in his sleep. Best not to disturb the sleeping beast.
Instead, his attention turned back to the little creature. It was sort of like...a mini kitsu. Minus the three tails. It also had fingers rather than paws. Very weird. "And who might you be?" He questioned curiously.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 1:12 pm
"I am Wuya, the Heylin Witch..", she told him, nodding in reassurance. "And..who might you be?"
Obviously he was a deep sleeper, but..Jack was starting to slowly stir from his sleep. It really ticks him off when woken from his sleep, and he was going to be a bit angry when he lifted the blanket from his head. .. If he ever did.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 1:20 pm
As sophisticated a man as Komui-san was, there was no way he'd be able to make something like this. His previous doubts of this being a Komui device faded off into the far off distance somewhere. And any doubts following Komui had something to do with his transformation also faded off. He was here now, and inevitable going to be stuck here for some amount of time. This was life, he had to learn to deal with it.
"Nice to meet you, Wuya. I'm Allen," he smiled as he offered up a paw for shaking. "By the way...What's a Heylin Witch?" he questioned with curiosity.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 1:49 pm
She held up her paw, before answering, "The Heylin is an alliance of evil, where there are normal evil people in, then there are the ones that have certain powers. Myself, I have powers, and..yeah.., she got up and kicked Jack in the paw, trying to get him up. "Wake up, you oaf!", she snarled at him, not wanting to carry on the conversation by herself.
Whining, he jumped up, scragging onto his four feet. Blanket still on him, he flipped it off, showing himself as a thin, pale smaller than a normal adult, male. His crimson hair was a mess, going all different ways. He lifted up his sleeping cap, where his red eyes slowly opened. "Ugh..Man, Wuya...I was in the middle of a good dream...", he muttered, still holding onto his plushie. Then, he noticed Allen, when his ears lifted up. He didn't even look like Jack Spicer, with his eyeliner so messed up from sleeping. "Uh...", he stared for a moment, before giving himself a good wake-up shake. Boy..did he feel embarrassed..again..
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 3:22 pm
His ears flickered at the thought. They weren't Akuma...but she did say evil. Were they somehow associated with the Earl? His tails twitched violently at the thought. But they certainly didn't seem like Noahs. No cross-shaped scars across their forehead. So were they just normal evil people, then? They seemed pretty harmless so far...but if they were to start anything he would be there to stop them. His gloved left hand reminded him of that.
"I see," he replied thoughtfully. They seemed alright for now. So for now, he would spare the two of them.
Gray eyes stared at the violent interaction between the two. He blinked in surprise. They must be close, then. He smiled softly at the thought. Friends...Where were his? Either way, it would be rude to daydream off into nowhere land again. He merely smiled at the messy crimson kitsu before him, extending a friendly paw, "Hello there, my name is Allen."
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