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 Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:28 pm
I c**k my head to the side, confused at this. "It's a coat... you know.. for warmth and some clothing at least?" I say quizzically. I put the coat right up to her hand so she can feel it. I take one last quick glance, commiting what I see to memory, and decide to shift my gaze to the man across from her once this girl is done dressing.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:32 pm
I feel my face grow absolutely florid, but I continue to persist on this girl...
"M...m...miss? Are you o...kay?" I ask somewhat timidly, but then I look across the cell to the other side where the fox masked girl is, trying my best not to get distracted by the wolf masked girl's butt. I smile beneath my mask in seeing the kind gesture of the fox mask, but feel somewhat sad that they can't see my face. It's also a somewhat good thing, too, since they can't see my heavy blush...
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:45 pm
Jasmine:
"I can't see..." she mutters. "I'm blind."
She takes the coat and goes back to roughly the middle of her cell. However, she puts it over her back and crawls on all fours again; you are given a clear view of her personals. She lays back down, using the coat as a blanket rather than a coat; she curls up under it, facing the man on the other side. The man is only wearing the mask and a loincloth. He looks pretty strong.
Nero:
"I've been better," the girl replies softly. "And warmer..."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:53 pm
"Why don't you put the coat on? It'll work better that way. I've tried it out both ways to confirm..." I say. I started to wonder why she crawlled all the time too, it's almost like she didn't know how to walk. I started to question on whether or not I should be attracted to this girl... she seemed almost TOO innocent... unless of course there was just something wrong with her legs right now from rough treatment from the capture. I find myself wonder about the man's past as well, lioncloths weren't exactly standard clothes for most people. The two might be fun to flirt with, though I figure i'd scope out their personality a bit first, to see the best way to approach it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:59 pm
A surprised frown overcomes my face as I hear that the girl is blind, but in seeing her shift around and seeing more of her body revealed, I bring my hands to cover my eyes, very embarassed and in the fashion of a child. I peek through my fingers again, and then remove my hands, slightly attempting to yank off my mask, but think again as I consider my blush, although the wolf girl can't see...
"I know what you mean," I empathize, then lean closer, stretching the furthest I can reach through the bars to touch the girl's back, as I know that sound and touch are major factors in blind peoples' worlds. I also know that personal touch can affect a person's emotions, as I know all too well...
"If I could, I would do my best to warm you, but...all I have here are my hands..."
I smile and tenderly touch her arm or whatever part of her is nearest me.
"I don't know what good they will do, or if they are cold too, but...we can try...and...what are your names?"
I lift my head and look in the direction of the fox girl as well so I don't ignore her.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:18 pm
Shi'ita turns to the guard, whom spoke, "You probably hate me too. You want them to hurt me..I bet you made my friend disappear too..." Shi'ita muttered, the rest of what was muttered too unintelligible to figure. His voice kept dropping until it was near silent before he stopped muttering his paranoid thoughts...
"I want some candy..." he said quietly, but slightly louder than his muttering.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:34 pm
I open my eyes and tense for a moment, not exactly sure where I was... this definitely wasn't home...or the jail that was there... I sit up and glance about, trying to figure out where in the world I could possibly be... "This is definitely not home.." I say softly, but my attention is soon turned to a small boy in the cell to my right. My head tilts and I raise a brow curiously when I see the bat mask on his face, it's then that I realize there is a mask upon my own face. i reach up slowly and gently run my fingers over almost every inch and contour of the mask, trying to figure out what mine is...
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:43 pm
Jasmine:
"She don't know any bettah," the guard who had been counting bricks says. "Her mind is prob'ly 'bout ten years old, if that."
Nero:
She is too far away for you to touch her. The mask refuses to budge even a millimeter.
"I have many names," she replies. "Which one would you like?"
Shi'ita:
"Uh...what?" the guard says.
Desta:
It is difficult to tell. Perhaps it would be easier to ask someone about it?
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:54 pm
"Like nicknames? What do people call you most often? I guess that'll work for me, till I sort out a proper pet name of course! I give all of my friends those... it's my way of showing some personal attachment to you, unless of course you don't like that..." I say to the girl in a friendly voice. I know she said this to the man and not me, but the curiousity was raised all the same. "Say, why don't you come over here so I can help you put that on... Have you never been able to clothe yourself?" I add on curiously.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:55 pm
After realizing how useless such a gesture was, I turn to the Bat Boy, since he was awake, and come closer to the bars on his side. "Hey," I say, trying to get his attention. "What is this?" I point to the mask on my face.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 8:58 pm
"I want candy," Shi'ita repeats... "Candy makes everything better." He states it as if it was as obvious as there were people with masks in cells.
Hearing someone else seem to talk to him, he turns to the girl in the cell next to his, and mutters an answer. "Mask. Spotted cat...like cheetah."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 9:04 pm
Jasmine:
"What they call me most often?" she repeats. "b***h, whore, slave..."
She says the words with subtle disdain. However, she comes over to you, once again crawling on hands and knees.
"No, I never had any clothes," she replies as she holds up the coat.
Shi'ita:
"Um...right..." the guard says. "I don't have any."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 9:12 pm
I sit back on my feet after I listen to the boy and tilt my head in curiousity and bafflement. This kid's speech pattern seemed a bit more childish than it should have been... Unless under that mask was a 5 year old... "I highly doubt there's any candy in this place kid..." I say to him rather flatly.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 9:12 pm
To say I recoiled back in shock would be a huge understatement. I try to regain my composure as I grab her hand. "Well, those won't be suiting... have a real name then?" I ask her. "I'm jasmine, by the way, but if you can think of any pet names to give me, go right on ahead!" I added, aimed more at the general populous. "Now, I'm going to need you to stand." I say, trying to use my hand to help her keep her balance as she does so, as it seems she hasn't actually stood up in quite some time, if at all. "Can you walk on your own?" I ask.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 9:16 pm
Jasmine:
"I'm...T-Tellat..." she says nervously.
She slowly stands up. Her knees are wobbly, as you expected.
"N-Not really..." she replies to your last question.
Her hand is extremely cold to the touch...you can't help but feel that you or someone else, like the man with the liger mask, should be put in the same cell as her in order to warm her through body heat.
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