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 Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 2:41 pm
Scarlet nearly jumped out of her fur as the older bobcat addressed her. "O-oh... I.... I... I was only..." She cleared her throat and blushed shyly in a timid fashion as he invited her over to the group. Hanging onto the slip of paper, she cautiously approached the group, ears perking as she noticed the lovely flower that was given to the hooded girl. She ruffled her crimson-tipped feathers nervously as she sat closer to the group, only nodding shyly when the bobcat offered tea. "Um... ah... actually I came to ask you a question, Mr., umm..." she faltered, not having been around before to catch his name, but remembering the smaller bobcat call him by something. "...Jack?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 09, 2009 2:49 pm
Billy found his attention torn from the thought of changes coming by the exchange between the bobcat and otter. Naturally his first thought was that it was a lovely flower and that Kimberly would probably love it, before wondering what it was to be used for. He didn't ask though, he wasn't sure he wanted to know.
His ears flicked under his helmet, moving to make room for the newest arrival, a lovely white winged otter. The shyness reminded him of himself until he turned his attention back to Jack. He wasn't sure about anything the mysterious bobcat said. "Guides? What kind of guides?" He didn't bother commenting about the idea of tea, it wasn't as if he could drink it even if he wanted to, what with wearing a helmet and all.
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 9:11 pm
Anna smiled softly and tucked the flower into her hair. "Thank you, it's nice to see an influx of gentlemen with good manners. If you really like the gift your welcome to stop by my mothers shop. She caters to those with more how shall I say...flavorful tastes?"
With that Anna made a slow circle her eyes wandering about with open curiosity. She hoped that she came off as simply curious and not nosey, though nosey was exactly what she was.
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 7:25 am
Jack smirked mysteriously as he clapped his paw pads and the next second, a gaggle of little otters seemed to pour out of the brush surrounding the area. They chittered and then seemed to giggle at the group at the table as they carried with them delicate looking tea cups, containers of sugar, honey, milk and even lemon wedges (probably stolen from the Rangers cabin) and two of them carted over a teapot. In a flurry of orange, black, green and white fur, they hopped onto the table and arranged everything perfectly before disappearing back into the brush, as if they were never there.
Jack poured himself a cup, still smirking, "Ahhh, yes, you mean Ms. Oya. Lovely wolf she is." he said, nodding to Socks question. He glanced over at the blue otter, a mysterious glint in his amber eyes, "Yes Blue Ranger...guides. With everything that is about to happen, we felt it was....necessary...to give some assistance." he explained.
He looked over Ann when she mentioned him being one of few gentlemen in the reserve and to visit her mothers shop, "I think I will, especially since my tastes can be....varied....I am quite picky about what I like on my palette." he commented, putting a little bit of milk in his tea.
But then he smirked over at Scarlet when she approached, white tail flicking, "Just Jack please. And what would you like in your tea Ms...?" he paused, waiting for her to give her name.
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Posted: Thu Oct 15, 2009 7:00 pm
Sauntering about, one little black otter with eyes of red and glowing rings of gold, approached the dank little abode. The commotion from all of Jack's visitors had caught his attention and piqued his curiosity enough to take a peek in at what was going on.
Half lidded eyes watched as he silently kept his distance for the time being. Kuro wasn't as social as many other otters tended to be. What with having the likeness of an Umbreon, it was to be somewhat expected really. He was a creature of darkness and seldom had little than a few words to say if that. Thus he was content in just observing unless he happened to be called upon. Yet remaining unnoticed suited him just fine.
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Posted: Fri Oct 16, 2009 7:18 pm
socks jumped as the small horde of minis flooded out and set up tea, then disappeared as quickly as they had come. he flounced up the bushes and poked his nose in, but retreated back to jack when he failed to locate them.
" 'm glad to hear mz. oya's nice. though i do kinda have a hard time understanding her."
he sniffed at a lemon wedge and tapped a claw at the teapot. "may i have some tea too, mr. jack sir? i've never tried it before, but a lot of things that i've never tried before end up tasting so yummy."
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 10:12 pm
"I will have to politely decline your proposal to involve myself in joining you for tea. I hope that that won't offend you, Jack." Once he was reminded offhandedly that he had been asked about the beverage. Truthfully he wasn't much of a tea drinker save in rare instances and while he wouldn't have normally been opposed to enjoying such a brew, his helmet really didn't allow the invitation to be accepted. Rules were made to keep them safe, he had no reason to remove his helmet here.
The more he thought about the idea of guides, the more uneasy he became with staying. And yet he had no knowledge or real indication that this bobcat was dangerous. Why couldn't all villains be as obvious as Rita Repulsa? Destroying the Earth only had one way to go-bad. A guide could be anything, perhaps these new strangers were just neutral entities that while looking to help with something wouldn't have minded mischief. He decided to wait, maybe he'd find out something if he continued listening.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2009 9:30 pm
Scarlet listened for a moment as the bobcat spoke about a she-wolf... and things that were 'about to happen'. She wasn't sure what he meant, which only made her ponder over "The Three's" arrivals. Were they the ones bringing the mischief to the Oasis, or were they only here to help...?
The snow-white angelic blinked as Jack called her to attention once more. "O-oh! My name is Scarlet.... And sugar is fine, please..." she added with a shy smile. She shuffled her paws in a timid fashion, out of habit, before remembering the slip of paper in her paw. "Oh, ahh, I was also wondering about these bits of paper that have been around the place..." she noted, holding up the slip of paper with partially smudged text. "And, well, I just wanted to know... that is, if you knew... ... if there was more to vampires than just... fangs and blood?"
A thick drop of blood dripped onto her forehead from her halo and she suddenly felt uneasy. Scarlet glanced around warily at the warning she received from the circlet floating above her head. Someone else had come, though they hadn't openly approached the group. The angel knew better than to doubt the halo of blood over her head. It generally dripped when there was a presence nearby that she wasn't aware of. Dark eyes scanned the surroundings, briefly catching on what appeared to be glowing circles, though the angelic otter just cast it aside as a trick of the light from the candle.
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Posted: Fri Oct 30, 2009 8:19 am
((Ok then here goes...by the way this is a made up otter since I don't have one yet.))
Cesario sniffed slightly as he padded forwards, poking his head curiously into the den. Was this the so called Ripper's Haunt? Well, it certainly deserved its name, with the eerie presence inside.
"Uh...hello?"
He asked politely as he took a step forwards, byt hesitated. Was it the right choice to enter? He was not afraid, but a sinister feeling kept his paws from moving forward. He shook his head to clear his mind, puffing out his chest and stepping forwards cautiously towards teh group in front of him. Him, Cesario, scared? No such thing!
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