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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 9:36 am
"I dunno... I could..." I say, putting my finger over lips teasingly.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 10:40 am
I gently put the broom down before beginning to look in storage spaces for a rag, or anything of the like.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 12:39 pm
Jasmine: "Oh, please?" Senythra says. "Pretty please? Just once!"
Desta: You find several old dish rags. Shake them out a little, and it should be fine.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 1:42 pm
I get down on all fours and shift to my full form, going through a dramatic tanrsformation sequence for effect.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 2:18 pm
I take out about four and shake them all out before tying one to each corner of a single rag and trying to tie them around my head to hold the rag over my mouth and nose.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 3:28 pm
"Okay!" I say cheerfully, and leave to go back to my room, and clean out the dead bird.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 7:14 pm
Jasmine: Senythra gasps as you shift. Once the shift is complete, she starts circling around you, checking you out. "That is so amazing!" she says excitedly. "I want a form like that..."
Desta: It doesn't take long to do this. It seems to work pretty effectively. Now to test it on the dust!
Selphie: When you drop the bird out of the window, you see a couple green specks on the horizon: probably a recovery unit to grab The Professor and his goons. Or it may be nothing. Hard to tell. But hey, you can fly, right? Why not go check it out?
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 7:27 pm
I flash her various poses, both standing and on all fours, giving her a great deal of fanservice. "You like what you see?' I say with a suggestive wink.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 7:27 pm
I do have wings, so why the hell not? So I jump out my window, and fly to see what's going on.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 7:40 pm
Jasmine: "Oh, yes!" Senythra replies. "I like it very much! I want more of it!"
Selphie: You fly about a quarter-mile. You see a group of people and a wagon coming out of the foothills of the Erent mountain range, which divides Hyssmaye and Onais. They are wearing green, the color of the Eleixandre, but they are afraid; they're running from something. As the wagon rolls on, you catch a glimpse inside: two men in purple, the color of Czarist Hyssmaye, bleeding profusely. This is a group of Hyssmayians running from the Eleixandre!
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 7:52 pm
"Define 'more'... this is as far as I go animal wise, but there are more then one way to interpret your words..." I say flirteously to her, brushing a couple of my tails on her while she circles past me.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 8:09 pm
After my face cover is secure, I take four more out and do the same thing again before walking over to Shi'ita and handing him what I had on. I then walk back to the broom and the counters and start up sweeping the dust off again.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 8:42 pm
Shi'ita smiled faintly at Desta, setting the broom down for a second, before using the tied rags to do as Desta did. Afterwards, he picks up the broom again. Using the broom in his paw hands, Shi'ita works on the floor, gently sweeping to keep the dust from rising too much, and making a couple of piles of the debris. It was work plenty, and it reminded him just a little of home, back when he still had a home.
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 8:55 pm
Jasmine: "Oh, I'd like to get to know THIS you a little more...personally," Senythra replies. "But I'd also like a form like that for myself..."
Shi'ita: The sheer volume of dust is mind-boggling. However, your piles start adding up fast...perhaps you should take some outside to be blown away by whatever winds may pass through?
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 8:58 pm
"But not the other me? You're so mean!" I say sarcastically to Senythra. "But, alas, we do not have the masks to give you one of these."
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