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 Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 1:22 pm
Joint RP - Indumauli and Niiran Indumauli and Niiran Indumauli  Indumauli was tired, but of course, the wolf had no idea that such a state was possible. He took a seat quietly on the floor, and though he didn't want to perform such an action as to sit, he really had no other choice... walking any bit longer might result in passing out.
Maybe going to a bar wasn't such a grand idea...?Niiran Niiran was out and wandering about today. It was odd for this hybrid to be out and away from his bookshop, but he had felt a little too cooped up inside there and had decided to ge some fresh air for a little bit. It wasn't too much bother worrying about customers, either. Few people these days showed much interest in a small secondhand bookshop. No one would be waiting angrily for Niiran when he returned from his little outing, and so he had almost nothing to worry about on a pretty day such as this.
As he walked, he found that he had somehow wandered towards the sanctuary where other hybrids such as himself often gathered or even lived. His elegant blue eyes blinked slowly as the siamese tilted his head to the side in a quizzical manner. Should he go in? There was bound to be at least one hybrid in there, but sometimes there were too many for Niiran's liking.
Yet Niiran felt somewhat adventurous today, and opted for heading in. Lightly the Siamese skipped up the stairs leading in before opening the door and slipping inside. There was only one other inside here that he could see right now- an unfamiliar canine of sorts. However, he looked... well, he certainly didn't look well at all. Niiran frowned, approaching the other slowly in a sort of cautious interest.
"Um... are you all right?" the siamese asked as he eyed the other. "You don't look too well..." Indumauli Indumauli frowned when he heard a question being voiced behind him. His head spun to view whoever might be speaking. After examining the other male, the wolf gave a small sigh and nodded his head tiredly. "Just a little tired... and drunk..." he whispered with a small laugh, "lets not forget drunk..." he blinked in utter confusion at his surroundings. "Veeerryy drunk... or sick..." Niiran "Drunk?" Niiran echoed curiously, tilting his head to the side. Ah. So that explained most of it. Niiran himself had had little contact with alcohol and most anything relating to it, but he had read enough about it, of course. "And tired? Maybe you should get some sleep for a bit...?"
Niiran felt rather silly at mentioning such an obvious answer to manage being both drunk and tired. After all, sleep seemed to be the most obvious thing to do. Yet the little cat hybrid wanted to be helpful.
"Is there anything I can help with?" he asked curiously. Indumauli Indumauli ran a hand through his hair before falling to his back and staring straight ahead at the ceiling that was above him. "No... it's fine... I can sleep here..." he whispered, giving a small sigh. He turned over to his side and hid his face in his hand unhappily. "Though you could-" He stopped, no... he wasn't even going to say it, let alone try it. Niiran Curiously, Niiran knelt a comfortable distance from the other hybrid, yet close enough so that he could reach out and touch the wolf's shoulder if he so desired. There was stills ome hints of caution in the Siamese's small frame, but his natural curiosity was quickly overtaking him. "I could what?" he asked innocently. "Come on. I'm only too happy to help." Indumauli Indumauli peered up at Niiran before giving a short grin. "Anything right...?" he questioned in an utter whisper. "My... such bold words coming from such a... small body..." the wolf murmured the last part of the statement, blinking at the other male only for a short moment before closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath. His stomache felt a little more upset then it ever had before, and the whole thing not only took the wold by suprise, but it put him in a rather unhappy mood. Niiran Oh dear. Had he somehow talked himself into a bad situation? Niiran shifted uncomfortably due to the tone of the canine's words, his startling blue eyes dropping to stare at his thin hands resting in his lap. He suddently felt akward, and more than a little stupid. Honestly! Niiran silently berated himself for getting into such an akward position. Had he no sense?
Finally, the siamese frowned in a determined manner, looking up once again at the canine. "Indeed. But I'm a lot more capable than I look, sir. But I- um, don't get the wrong idea..." he finished lamely. "I'm just wanting to help you gt better." Indumauli Indumauli couldn't help but laugh at the Uke. "The wrong idea...? Please Kitty... I was only messing around with you... you're much to innocent to get the 'wrong idea' from..." he whispered.
He shivered at the cat's last words, not quite ready to take in every bit of them... caring for someone such as himself...? Please... he knew better. So instead of taking any effort to respond to those words, he ignored them.
The wolf rose into a sitting position and blinked at the cat before grinning. "Though getting the wrong idea from someone such as yourself couldn't be that bad. At least, not that I know of... unless there's something not likeable under your clothing." He had to admit, the statement was met to be a comment and a bit of a teasing, though it could be considered flirting to another individual. Indumauli blinked at the uke for a short moment before tilting his head, and grinning. "Though you are a bit too... girly. Maybe you could win some kinda of beauty pagent...?" he added with a smirk, the male then laid onto his back again. "Either way kid..." he whispered, getting onto his rather shaking legs. "I'm going to have to see you around. Sadly enough, I don't have too much time to sit around and chat."
And with that, he left the area rather awkwardly, regretting ever getting up onto his wobbly feet. Though this would pay off soon enough... when he was in his bed, asleep... and no one was there to wake him up.
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Posted: Sun Apr 30, 2006 9:18 am
Joint RP - Indumauli and Sandalon Indumauli and Sandalon Indumauli Indumauli ran a finger delicately over the kitchen table, letting out a small sigh before he glanced at the cabinets. He didn't know whether he wanted to drink... or just actually stay himself, instead of becoming sociable, and some of the other upsides that alchol caused.
There may be upsides straight after he drank, but the downsides came a little later after the male was out cold from too much liquor... there was the huge factor of a hangover... and also that some of his favorite pastimes may be killing him... so still, the wolf was undecided with his choice of foods, and drinks in the morning. Sandalon Sandalon walked in the kitchen at a slow pace; his green eyes taking in everything. He was a small figure coming up five foot four not counting the extra, thankful, two some inches his ears granted him. He was not frail as his height or lean built suggest and though who sought him so..well they changed their mind soon enough.
His eyes flickered to the wolf, ears lowering slightly. He stayed where he was decideing letting the wolf make the first move was the best, if cautious answer. Indumauli Indumauli glanced up at Sandalon, "Hey, you... Pretty..." he whispered, 'Pretty' being a fill-in for the other's name, as he didn't know the actual title that the other male went by. Though one thing that was off, was that the sentence was stated in a manner that seemed slightly threatening to one who may be around at the time, of course, any hybrid that actually knew Indu, would know that he didn't mean the sentence to be threatening at all.
The wolf tilted his head and pointed to the liquor cabinet as he rested his chin on the table before him. "Can you grab me something, anything out of there...?" he questioned, the threatening sounding tone earlier suddenly disappearing. The wolf knew it was morning, and that he shouldn't be drinking alchol... but no one said a thing to him about whether it bothered them or not, so really... he didn't much care whether or not his life was cut quite a few years shorter, because of all the liquor he swallowed down. Sandalon 'Hey you pretty' was not what he expected to be said. He glazed at the wolf and shook his head. "I don't think you should start the morning drinking," he replied tartly. The hey you pretty remark kind of stung him. The wolf could of had manners to ask his name. He also did not want to be in the same room with a drunkard.
"Why don't you try something else, like orange juice. Something with out all the empty calories," he crossed the room in a fluid sort of grace to the fridge opening it. "We do have some." Indumauli Indumauli was stunned before he glanced at the fridge where the other hybrid had walked. He smiled slightly, and though the action was out of some bit of joy inside him, it has a sort of solemn look to it, even if it couldn't be seen by just the naked eye. He gave a small sigh.
"Alright... I'll take some..." he whispered, lifting his chin from the table below him tiredly, and placing his hands on it instead.
"My manners were... somewhat forgotten kid, and I'm sorry..." the wolf stated, a rahter pathetic expression playing across his face... he hated apologizing, even if he knew he should do it. "I'm Indumauli..." Sandalon Sandalon took out the orange juice setting down in a elegant moment and nodded. "Sandalon, I am also not a child." His green eyes flickered to the pathetic expression, the only thing stopping him from taking that argument farther. "I'll get some glasses for us."
His movement where all fluid, a little snake like in a way. He opened a few cupboards searching before glancing back over his shoulder, silver hair falling in his face."Do you know where the glasses are?" Indumauli Indumauli got to his feet and stepped over to Sandalon, grinning slightly with amusement before he moved the other's own silver hair out of their face. The male the opened up the correct cupboard and brought the glasses down. "There... in this cupboard..." he gave a small smile, "Would you like me to label them all for you...?" he questioned in a joking manner. Sandalon Sandalon froze as the other moved his hair. He blinked a few times. "T-that cupboard, right. No, no,"he said, the kitten shaking his head, a little violently, still slightly shocked. "That is fine; I'm not use to this place still." Indumauli Indumauli blinked at the cat's movement's before placing his hand on this other's forehead, as if to stop Sandalon from shaking his head violently, he then pointed to the glasses he had brought down from the cupboard as if to calm the other down, even the slightest bit.
"Not used to it...?" he questioned, tilting his head slightly before frowning. "Maybe we should label everything..." he whispered, only to himself, flinching slightly at the thoughts of what some may do without knowing what was what. Sandalon Sandalon glazed at Indumauli. "I'm not sick," he said, stepping back, away from the hand. "I'm just rather new to here."
He took the glass swiftly, running his finger across the smooth rim, and walked to the table. "Do you still want orange juice?" He questioned, trying to change the subject. Plus create some distance between him and the touchy wolf. Indumauli Indumauli raised an eyebrow, grinning slightly before he shook his head. "I'd rather not have any... actually..." he whispered. "I'm not going to drink some juice just to find out, I'm allergic to oranges." the statement came out in a rather flat tone, while the wolf had an innocent look plastered on his face. Actually, so far... the hybrid wasn't allergic to anything... but he wasn't going to take chances.
He glanced at the counter beside him before giving a small frown. He was tired, and he didn't know why... normally he was only tired when he was, well... drunk... which, at the moment, he wasn't. Sandalon Sandalon poured himself some of the juice, giggled, and turned. "Allergic to oranges? Me thinks you are trying to squirm out of having something healty."
The cat walked over, forgetting his unease, and pressed the glass at the other males hands. "It will wake you up." He flickered an ear. "Try it, please?" Indumauli Indumauli raised an eyebrow at the cat. "You're a little pushy, aren't you...?" the wolf questioned unhappily, glancing at the glass. "And if I am allergic to oranges...?" he questioned with a bit of a disgusted look at he stared at the orange colored juice in the cup.
He glanced back up. "Don't tell me this stuff is actually healthy... it smells much to strong..." Sandalon "I'll call nine one one," he said pulling the empty glass towards him. "Its citrius fruit. It always has a rather strong smell and taste. This is pulp free and reduced acid so." Sandalon winked," it goes down sooth."
He moved off to fill up his own glass. "Come on, don't tell me the wolf is afraid of juice?" He mocked. Indumauli Indumauli blinked at Sandalon for a short moment... this cat was only a little moody, the male sniffed the drink once more before taking a small sip. After taking in the taste for only but a moment, a disgusted expression played across the wolf's face and he slammed a hand over his mouth, putting the cup down on the counter next to him. Sandalon Sandolan watched a little amused as the expression played across the others face. He sipped the o.j and gave a purr of delight at the taste, tail swushing slightly. "Something wrong?" He quirped, knowing fully well that Indumauli was disgusted. He pulled the same face at beer. Indumauli Indumauli stared at Sandolan in an irritated manner before giving a short nod, "Yes... actually.." he growled at the cup that had the orange liquod in it. "It's disgusting..."
He then looked back at Sandolan. "I'd like it better if I were allergic... I'd be knocked our right now or something... without this goddamn taste in my mouth..." the wolf whispered to himself. He blinked at the cat before him. "Can you cut my tongue off...?" he questioned, just lucky that his eye didn't twitch as it did that one time he had tried a pecan pie laying out too cool on the counter. Sandalon "Different tastes, I quite love it." He sipped some more, glazing at the wolf as he spoke. What was Indumauli? "Are you into pain or just stupid?" He questioned. "If you don't like the taste eat some bread or wash your mouth out with water. You not a masochist are you?" His green eyes became half lidded in thought. Indumauli Indumauli frowned. "Doesn't the taste eventually go away anyhow...?" he questioned, glancing back at the cat and frowning slightly. "I don't like bread or water either... water has no taste, and... well... certain breads are just..." he let his sentence stop there, figuring that the cat could fill in the rest. Sandalon "Yes, but since you where asking for me to cut out your tongue, I suggest a fast method. Do you like anything?" Sandalon questioned, shaking his head, sipping more of his drink. Indumauli Indumauli blinked for a short moment before tilting his head. The male stepped over next to Sandalon, silently bending and licking the other's cheek. He blinked a moment before giving a small shrug and exiting the kitchen quietly. "It kinda worked..." he whispered, placing his hands in his pockets on the way out. Sandalon Sandalon stood there frozen, had, no way. The other just licked his cheek, ewwwww. Why did his face feel all warm, this was icky not something to blush about. "Damn you!!!! That not what I meet!" He finally screeched, hurrying to the sink to wash the moisture from his skin. Indumauli Indumauli let out a small laugh from where he sat on the couch. "That reaction was much worth it..." he whispered, laying back on the cusions.
Dear goddesses... he didn't know why, but it was worth it. Sandalon Sandalon scrubbed the moisture from his dark skin. His pretty green eyes slanted, plotting. He gave a dark chuckle and rumaged till he found what he wanted. A large deep bowl, he would pay that wolf back for licking his cheek. Since he liked booze so much he could bathe in it.
The kitten filled the bowl with the smelly concocion of different liquiors and walked over to the couch, slowly, and steadly. "Inu, I have a surprise for yoooouuu." He sang when he reached the wolf, and tipped it down. Indumauli Indumauli blinked, Inu...? He was about to say something, but it was to late... he stared in utter confusion at the liquid all over him before a sighed, got to his feet, and rubbed up against Sandalon, getting the other wet with all the liquor that was on him. "Oh, I love you sooooo much..." he said mockingly. Before stepping away and leaving the other wet as alchol, just as he was. Sandalon Sandalon wailed and ran away as the clinging smell of liqour got over his soft fur and clothes. The smell was in his sensitive nose and making him sick to his stomach.
He didn't know where anything was yet either, making him frantic, racing willy nilly, till he collapsed back where he had started. In the kitchen, crying. Indumauli Indumauli raised an eyebrow, walking to the kitchen before he lifted up a bowl, and after filling it with water, the male poured it on the cat, blinking before he turned and took a seat on the counter top. "Hey..." he whispered, letting out a small sigh. "Are you alright...?" he most definately wasn't the type who could do something to make another feel better, so he really couldn't try... as a matter of fact, he was expecting one thing from the other... yelling. Sandalon Water fell down soaking him. He shivered and shook his fur; he wasn't mad anymore. He was cold, and he didn't want to have any more tricks turned on him. Sandalon pulled his shirt off and shook himself again. "I...I went to far. I'm sorry." Indumauli Indumauli stared in utter confusion at Sandalon, "No... you didn't go as far as you could... and that's all that matters... besides... I suppose I should have thought through it before licking you like that... it didn't cross my mind whether or not it would be that offending..."
He grabbed a clean dish towel from the counter which he sat on, and threw it to the cat. "Fair chance, my little feline friend, is that drying yourself off with a towel would be a smart idea... now I..." he glanced at the alchol on his skin and fur and sighed. "may actually lick myself clean..." Sandalon Sandalon shook his head. "No..all you did was lick me as disgusting as the may be; it did not rate me dumping alchol on your skin. For that I am sorry and here." He pressed the towel back. "I can clean myself easier with my tongue then you can." Indumauli "I like the taste of alchol kitty boy... so frankly, I don't mind licking this liquor off myself..." he gave a small smile, "Besides... no matter whether or not the 'licking' thing was a joke, I really shouldn't have done it. If I were you, I would have done worse than pouring alchol over someone." he said with a bit of a sigh. Sandalon Sandalon pulled back the towel, swipping his fur with it. "Are you trying to entice me into clawing you into ribbons?" He questioned, working on drying himself. "Why did you lick me? Don't tell me because it was the orange juice taste." Indumauli Indumauli blinked, "Mmm... okay... hmm... how about..." he thought a moment, "Because you're pretty...?" he questioned quietly, he gave a small grin and snickered. "Better stick with the orange juice taste... huh...?" he asked, in a rather amused manner. Sandalon Sandalon glazed at Indumauli with a slightly intrigued look. "That the second time you called me pretty." He snorted lightly, flickering the soaked towel away and laid his shirt out on the table to dry. "Keep saying it and I might began to think...oohh nevermind." Indumauli Indumauli tilted his head... "'Oohh nevermind' doesn't cut it kitty..." he said with a bit of a grin. "You might begin to think what exactly...?" the wolf raised a well-formed eyebrow delicately. "Of course, you'll never know whether or not what you are thinking is either wrong, or right if you don't ask... and it may haunt you in the night..." he frowned. Sandalon Sandalon smiled. "Neither does your answer ummm because you're pretty?" The kitten smiled slightly tauntily. "Does it matter what I'm thinking?" He questioned and flipped his wet tail into his hands preening the water dropplets from his dark fur Indumauli Indumauli blinked. "Because I'm pretty...?" He frowned. "This is true... but you know what...? I don't blowdry my hair to get it this way like a certain someone..." he grinned. "How else do you get results like that on your hair Mr. Modelmaterial...?"
He tilted his head at the next question. "Hmm... is this where I tell you something and you ignore me completely...? Because I love this part... I would say..." he sighed, "that if you were thinking anything at all... then yes, it would matter..." Sandalon "Either do I. My hair is natural, thank you very much." Sandalon pushed the silver mass back. "Nor am I model material." He gave a slightly shiver at the notion of being that stick skinny.
Sandalon flickered his tail. "I'm begaining to think you have lost your mind," he sang. It was a complettly different answer then what he had truely thought before but hey. Did it truely mattered? Indumauli "Aww... come on, maybe your not... well... stick figure, but your still model material..." the wolf said with a bit of a laugh. "But if you don't like the statement then you have my sincerest apologies...?"
Indumauli blinked at the other's next comment. "Afraid not... it's physically impossible for me to lose my mind..." he said with a bit of a blank expression playing in his features. Sandalon Sandalon raised an eyebrow."How about I think you like me, and you are tottaly raving crazy." He threw up his hands. "Are you trying to get into my pants or something?" The kitten eyes became half lid. "Cause it's not going to work." Indumauli Indumauli blinked at the other. "Pardon...? You think I like you...? Sorry kid, I ain't no Michael Jackson..." the wolf said with a bit of a grin. "And you're not really even wearing pants... so no... I would not be trying to get into them... you're wearing..." he blinked a moment. "What exactly are you wearing...?" Sandalon "I am not a child; I am nearly twenty for your information." Sandalon huffed, glazing at him. "They are shorts your moron. Don't you know what shorts are?" Admittly very short, shorts but shorts neverless. "Why do you keep calling me pretty then?" Indumauli Indumauli gave a bit of a grin. "Because I think your pretty... doesn't mean I want to get into your pants..." he ran a hand over the other hybrid's hair. "If I found a lovely painting at an art show and called it pretty, would you think that I was trying to get into it's pants...? No... then again... it has no pants..." his smile stayed as he pulled his hand away. Sandalon Sandalon gave a little growl as Indumauli touched him, again. "Then why do you keep touching me. Not to mention you licked me." His ears fell down in distress and frustration. "You confuse me." Indumauli Indumauli laughed and scratched Sandalon under the chin mockingly, "Good boy..." he whispered.
The wolf grinned. "Reasons for each one of those my little... 'boy'" he whispered, "Number one... Touching you...? To make sure that your really there..." he whispered, "and the licking...?" he smiled sweetly. "Who knows...? The best idea, is the factor that... oh yes, that orange juice nearly killed me and I had to get it on something, and paper towels just didn't happen to be one of my choices."
He sighed, wishing to get out of the prediciment. "Oh... look at the time..." he whispered, looking at his wrist, even though there was no watch present. "I need to go take a shower and get... un-sticked..." he said, and with that, he ran up the stairs. The discussion... thankfully... was over.
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 10:54 pm
Joint RP - Indumauli and Sandalon Indumauli and Sandalon Indumauli Indumauli sat on the couch... a place where he most often stayed when bored. The male fell onto his back and blinked, slightly uncertain of what it was that might provide any ounce of entertainment. He sighed in deeply and tilted his head as he stared at the ceiling. Sandalon Sandalon eyed the couch occupant slowly stalking the wolf. He gave a short soft growl and pounced up onto the back, face a few inches from the wolf looking down at him. "Hello Indumauli," he purred tail flickering lazily in a circle. "Bored?" Indumauli Indumauli's ear twitched when he heard the other hybrid, but other than his ear, the wolf failed to move. He stared at the cat tiredly and sighed. "Only a little, Kitten..." he whispered, "but unless you have suddenly become a clown... I doubt I'll get any entertainment provided today." Sandalon Sandalon slid down the couch back till he was sitting beside the wolf. "Come on. There plenty of things to do here." The cat beamed charmingly, seeming to forget their first meeting. Probably was for the best "You just need inquisitive to fine something to do." The kitten poked Indu nose with one brown finger. Indumauli Indumauli stared at Sandalon for a short moment before flicking at the cat's finger. "Put on some more make-up... I'll be amused..." he whispered, sitting up from his laying position and running a gentle hand behind the other hybrid's ear. He sighed and pulled his hand back tiredly. "And no... there isn't much to do here... personally, I'm not the reading, nor am I the boardgame type." Sandalon Sandalon gave a soft warm purr as the wolf fingers ran behind his ears. His ears, inculding the area around them, where senstive to touch. "I'm already wearing make up." Sandalon pointed out. "Why don't you cook something then? Watch tv perhaps?" Indumauli Indumauli stared at Sandalon in a bored manner. "Me...? Cook...? Ha... you've seen my alchol intake... what do you think I would put in most my cooking...?" he raised an eyebrow and sighed. "And as for television... I already killed enough brain cells with liquor... I don't need anymore of them dead because some weird guy on t.v. decides to shoot his gun at some alien..." Sandalon "It sucks because you drown everything in booze and the stove ends up on fire." Sandalon forehead wrinkled in thought. "Why do you drink anyways? You know your killing brain cells." He tilted his head. "I like Sci fi pictures. They are always so unique." Indumauli "Oi... I have yet to set the stove on fire." Indumauli growled, eyes narrowing slightly. "I like dead brain cells... makes me feel... rather idiotic and different. And I have my own reasons for drinking, Kitten." the wolf sighed in deeply before running a hand through the white hair of the other hybrid. "Afraid I don't like Sci fi pictures, Kitty... though I do like certain unique things..." he leaned forward, pecking a small kiss on the cat's forehead, he then pulled away and grinned. "you're rather unique." Sandalon Sandalon giggled at the wolf growl. "I thought that be the first thing you would do." He teased relaxed at the touch. That was jus Indu personality; the wolf was touchy. At the kiss though, even if it was a chaste peek, he blushed dark and scurried onto the couch arm.."Wwwhhattt??"He draw out in a startled squeek. Indumauli Indumauli was tired, and ignored the cat's reaction as he went back into his previous position, which was of course... lying down. He flipped over onto his side so that he was facing the back of the couch instead of the television set... and stared at the tan color. Sandalon Sandalon touched his forehead with questioning fingers making sure he hadn't imaged it. He reached over setting his hand on Indu forehead. "You're not sick are you? Cause you just kissed me." Indumauli Indumauli blinked at Sandalon before flashing a small grin. "No... I'm not sick..." he whispered. "If I were... I wouldn't have kissed you... for the fear of course, that whatever I had might be contagious." he stared at the kitty before raising a well-formed eyebrow. "What makes you think I would only kiss you if I were sick, Kitten...?" Sandalon "I..I I I ..I don't kkknnow!" He wailed and scrambled back so far he fell off the couch arm with a crash. Sandalon green eyes glanced around frantic and he dove under a table hiding beneath it. They had only ment twice and already Induhad kissed him. Indumauli Indumauli almost laughed at Sandalon, but decided an amused expression was a better idea... he placed his chin on his palm and stared at the cat hybrid from where he lay on the couch. "Kitten... you do of course know that kisses can mean something special... or that they can be meaningless... right...? Don't go overreacting without knowing which that one was first."
He blinked for a short moment before letting out a small cackle. "And it sort of sounded like you broke something when you fell off the couch like that... you should be a bit more careful with how gracefully you land on your rear." Sandalon The soreness in his rear was already telling him that hurt and he had scrapped up his palm enough for it to bleed. Sandalon licked the wound clean with his rough tongue. "People kiss and touch me because I'm pretty and they are lechs." He grumbled into his hand, ears falling down. Indumauli Indumauli watched Sandalon intently before deciding to get up onto his own two legs. He stepped over next to the cat a short while after rising to his feet. "You alright, Kitten...?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow from where he stood.
He had ignored the other's earlier statement, finding the fact that Sandalon was licking clean his hand more interesting, than if he answered the other hybrid. If Sandalon was licking his own hand, it provided information that... the other hybrid... was somehow injured. It was most likely that the cut... whatever it was... ended up being the tiniest little thing, and wasn't worth much worry... but Indumauli was more interested in this than lying still on the couch. Sandalon Sandalon gave a short stiff nod. "It is just a scrap." He muttered and held out his hand. The dark skin was raw looking and bleeding just slightly, as if the skin had wept red though his pores. Indumauli Indumauli stared at the wound, giving a small sigh. He was immune any sight similar to this. "Go get yourself cleaned up in the bathroom... use hot water and soap... then come out here and I'll bandage it up..." he turned, giving a small grin. "Unless of course you prefer to bandage yourself up..." he glanced back at the cat, "In which case I have bandages up in my room and will get them for you to use to your hearts content." Sandalon Sandalon stood and limped off to the bathroom. "You bandage it. I'm not good with that sort of things." Advil, asprin, some sort of pain killer would be called for. Walking was so painful at the moment. So, so very sore..damn kissing. Why did he have to kiss him? Even if it was a little meaning less kiss. Indumauli Indumauli blinked as the other hybrid limped off into the bathroom, sighing slightly. The other was... slow in walking... then again, the wolf couldn't much blame him.
Indu went quietly up the stairs and into his room, digging through his drawers and attempting to map out where he placed the first aid kit. After running a hand over a smooth surface, the male pulled out the kit and sighed. "I need to put this thing in more obvious places..." he whispered to himself as he lifted the necessary equipment he needed out of the first aid kit, and exiting his room with the bandages in hand.
He stopped at the bathroom door and leaned against it, staring at Sandalon. "You ready, Kitty...?" he questioned. Sandalon Sandalon nodded and held out his hand. "I'm ready. It's not going to hurt is it?" He questioned, fingers half curled protecting the wound against the wolf. He was injured enough and the soap had stung the raw flesh. Indumauli Indumauli stepped forward and raised a bored eyebrow at the cat hybrid. "Don't be a baby..." he whispered, in a small growl as he forced the fingers out of their position, this was done so that he could see the wound more clearly, and bandage it easier.
"If if hurts, it hurts... there isn't much you can do about it. Though I can assure you that if you didn't bandage it up, it would get infected... and trust me, Kitten... this would hurt more. So... what do you want to do...? You're decision..." He blinked at the cat hybrid after his question exited his mouth. Sandalon Sandalon gave a small huff and let his fingers fall away, displaying the wound to the wolf. "Fine. Though why do you keep calling me Kitten? My name is Sandalon." He was getting a bit cranky at the moment. To many moods at once clashing together making him frustated, distressed, and confused. Indumauli Indumauli grinned slightly with amusement, bandaging up the wound rather quckly and painlessly. He stared at Sandalon. "I can assure you now. 'Kitten' is a bit easier to say that 'Sandalon.'"
He felt tired... more so than he had before, after finishing bandaging up the cat hybrid's hand, the wolf tied the bandages' ends together and stepped back. "And if your cranky, then take an Advil or some other type of tablet... and go to bed." Sandalon "I go by Sandy as well. It a lot more appropate then calling me Kitten. It sounds like," he trailed off. Kitten sounded a lot like a lovers pet name. The kitten shook his head to get that thought from his mind.
He flexed his hand and gave a slight rumble as the banadages held up. Not too tight or loose that it would cut of his circulation or movement, or slip from place. "A nap sounds heavenly." He grumbled. "Pain killers first though, I'm sore places I shouldn't be." Indumauli Indumauli stared at the other hybrid before pointing at the door. "They're in the cupboard..." he whispered. "If you want them... go get them..." the wolf felt slightly sick to his stomach... and he had positively no idea why. He blinked at Sandalon and then turned his gaze toward the exit. "Can you make it without falling oh-so-gracefully on your butt... again...?" Sandalon Sandy nodded. "I can make it with out falling." The fact he had fallen was emabarssing. He had been so ungraceful, uncoordatnly falling on his butt. He walked to the cupboard directed and began to rumage though the componets. Indumauli Indumauli stepped back over to the couch, taking a seat tiredly and frowning. He stared at the blank television screen and sighed, closing his eyes and placing icy fingers to his head. "Did you find it alright...?" he questioned from his seat on the comfortable furniature. Sandalon Sandalon swallowed the coated pills, sipping some water to drown the bitter dry taste. "I found them. Are you alright? You seem off." He said, walking back to the couch. He slid next to Indu represhing a wince. "Something on your mind?" Indumauli Indumauli remained silent, opening his eyes slowly and blinking once again at the blank, black screen which sat feet away. He got to his feet slowly and glanced back. "Get some sleep..." he whispered, almost as though he hadn't heard the other's statement. Sandalon Sandalon gave a small grumble at the wolf. He didn't understand Indu. The wolf anthro never answer anything straightfoward and ignored his questions. Sandy was begining to wonder if the drinking had rotted out what was left of the wolf brain.
Sleep though did sound pleasant. He curled up in the vancuated spot, snuggling into the warm left behind before he closed his eyes and drifted into sleep. Indumauli Indumauli turned to find the other asleep, then, after giving a small sigh of relief... the wolf headed up to his room. After shutting his door and locking it, the male inched over to his bed, sat... and considered what he should do about this... sickness... it wasn't often that such a thing happened, and truthfully... it frightened the hybrid more so than it should have.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 8:44 pm
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Posted: Sun May 14, 2006 10:20 am
Joint RP - Indumauli and Artemus Indumauli and Artemus Indumauli Indumauli rolled around in a bored manner on the couch, letting out a small sigh as he lifted himself and shuffled into the kitchen, kicking a cupboard open and poking at the bottles inside, trying to make a decision of which he was going to snag. Each had a nice bit of alchol in it, and the idea of a hot liquid sinking down his throat made the wolf shiver with delight. Artemus Artemus entered the Sanctuary, he had been out longer than he meant to. He decided to be a bit more adventurous instead of heading to the book room. He went in the opposite direction. He looked left and right at all of the different rooms, and stopped when he caught sight of a hybrid. A hybrid that was poking something... He went inside curious.
"What are you looking for?" he asked. Indumauli Indu glanced back at the other hybrid that just entered. "I'm... looking for..." he stared for a short moment in confusion, and grinned with excitement. This seemed like the good boy type. "Liquor... Lots and lots of alchol..." Artemus Artemus' eyes narrowed at the mention of liquor.
"Really?" he drawled. He wasn't very happy about it.
"Why exactely?" he continued. Indumauli "Why exactly am I going to drink liquor...?" Indumauli raised an eyebrow at the other hybrid. The wolf then snickered. "Why do I watch E.R...?" the male replied, "I'll tell you why... because it makes me feel 'good' ... and liquor just happens to do the same thing."
He had to admit... he wasn't the type to watch television, but when he was the type... that was one of his more favored shows. And it made a good example.
The wolf hybrid's ears twitched when he heard other feet pit pattering against the floor. Artemus Artemus suppressed a twitch and turned around.
"No doubt you drink yourself drunk," he snarled. "It's the people around you that suffer then." Artemus started to walk out of the kitchen. He wasn't going to watch someone drink. Indumauli Indumauli tilted his head and snickered. Well... he had to admit... that was rather interesting. "Oh, come on fox... you don't even have any idea who I am... you can't hate me just because I drink..." he ran an icy hand through his hair.
The wolf had his own reasons for drinking... Artemus Artemus stared frostily at the hybrid.
"I have my reasons," he replied coldly. He blinked and sighed, placing a hand over his eyes.
"But, I suppose you would to... he didn't though. Artemus' eyes narrowed again, this time at an old memory. Indumauli Indumauli raised an eyebrow, shutting the cupboard at getting to his feet before standing before the other hybrid. "Hey, fox boy... are you alright?" he questioned, shortly after strolling over. Artemus Artemus attempted to smile, failing miserably. His body felt sore all over.
"I'm fine," he lied, gritting his teeth. Why did this always have to happen at the worst moments? Indumauli Indu crossed his arms over his chest and studied the other hybrid for a short moment before letting out a snicker. "I'm suprised your nose hasn't grown you little liar..." he declared, he then stepped over to the sink, taking out a glass from the cupboard and filling it. "Do you need water?" he questioned, turning with the cold glass. Artemus Artemus glared at the hybrid.
"I'm fine," he stressed. The pain was ebbing away now, but he knew that it would return stronger in an hour. It always happened. He leaned carefully on the wall, staring at the hybrid.
"Who are you?" he asked bluntly. Indumauli Indumauli blinked for a short moment before stepping over to the fox hybrid and pouring the contents of the glass on his head. Watching as the water made wet the other's black and white hair.
"I'm Indumauli..." he replied after a short moment, knowing that he might get yelled at or attacked for his action in pouring water on the other hybrid. Artemus Artemus glared at Indumauli through his now wet hair.
"And what was that for?" he hissed. He was angry now... and the last time that happened an extra dead body appeared on the streets. Never mind that that person had caused personal trauma when he was little. He was pissed, and he wouldn't forget it. Indumauli Indumauli let out a small, amused laugh. "Sorry Fox..." he whispered to himself as he watched the other leave the room. "Just did what I saw in the movies..." the wolf gave a shrug, and sunk into a chair in the kitchen. Artemus Artemus' ears twitched as he heard a voice from the kitchens. He sighed and returned to the kitchen and sat down across from Indumauli, rubbing his temples.
"Movies are part of the reasons that the population is so messed up," he muttered. He looked up at Indumauli through his bangs.
"I am going to get you back for that," he promised. Indumauli Indumauli tilted his head and snickered. "Get me back...? Dear goddesses Fox... going through-" he stopped his statement... the wolf really didn't want to be portrayed as to rude and didn't want to insult the fox too much, considering the other hybrid's condition.
The wolf's ears twitched when he heard someone enter the kitchen, and he glanced quietly over to Youko, then back to Artemus, and the wolf gave a sigh... Artemus Artemus smiled wryly.
"It seems stupid to most people, but as someone once told me. I hold grudges. He sighed as his headache began to ease.
"It's better for it to be a little prank than for it to fester," he stated. "Last time I did that someone died." He smiled slightly. Indumauli Indumauli tilted his head in slight confusion at the wave, holding in a cackle.
"Ah... so you killed a person too?" Indu brought his eyes to the fox and frowned. "Not as much excitement as you thought it would be... is it...?" he got to his feet and exited the room, sickened by the thought of the past. Artemus Artemus stared at his fingernails.
"I keep telling myself that it was self-defense... except that it was when he was roaring drunk. As always." Artemus crinkled his nose as he said the last sentence. He sat back as Indumauli left, and sighed as he waved back to Youko.
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Posted: Sun May 14, 2006 11:27 am
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Posted: Sun May 14, 2006 12:07 pm
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 7:32 pm
Joint RP - Indumauli, Sandalon and Artemus Indumauli, Sandalon, and Artemus Indumauli Indumauli rolled tiredly on the couch and sighed, the male wolf was overall bored, and could think of nothing that could cause him to gain any interest at all. Artemus Artemus had finally torn himself away from the book he was reading to satisfy his body's needs. He was hungry. He walked over to the kitchen when he saw Indumauli.
"Hello," he greeted. It had been a long time since they had talked. Artemus sighed. Indumauli had somehow escaped his prank before he could even start it. That was bad luck for him, good for Indumauli. He sighed and went to the kitchen to doublecheck that there wasn't any alcohol except for the mixture he and Jinto had made. Sandalon Sandalon ran though the shop in a rather bad mood. His green eyes watery with tears focused on Artemus and he wailed reaching out and cuddled into the fox. "Artemus!" Artemus Artemus turned around quickly upon hearing his name.
"Sandalon!" he exclaimed. Then he saw the tears. "What's wrong?" Sandalon "Indu hates me." He muttered cuddling into Artemus arms. The kitten sigh and turned his head away. "I really really like him Artemus. but I think he is angry at me for something." Artemus Artemus sighed and hugged Sandalon.
"Why would he hate you?" he asked. It seemed odd that as he was going to pull a prank on Indumauli, someone seemed hurt by him. Sandalon Sandalon turned his face away and rested against Artemus. "I don't know. I slapped him, I really slapped him." He rubbed his eyes blinked tearfully at the fox. "I..I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought this up with you." Artemus Artemus smiled at Sandalon.
"If I can put up with Youko and his mood swings when I'm in one of my own, I believe that learning that you slapped Indumauli won't phase me too much." He sighed.
"Why would you slap him?" He mused aloud. He wondered if he should tell Sandalon about the prank that he was going to pull or not. Sandalon "He wouldn't give up liquior, he was going to hurt himself. Cause himself permite damage. " He stepped back, rubbing his eyes. "I don't want him brain dead." Indumauli Indumauli had slinked out of the couch when he had heard the "Hello," from Artemus, figuring the fox had something up their sleeves. Personally he preferred to not stay near the fox. His wolf-like ears perked up, however, when he heard Sandalon... but the canine stayed where he sat up on the staircase, growling slightly to himself for being dumb and not making an attempt to go down and talk. Sandalon Sandalon turned his back to the wolf. "I'm sorry; I shouldn't be burdening you with all this." He smiled weakly. "You..you probably don't want to know how I feel about Indu. It's so strange..I'll just sound stupid." He started to step out of the kitchen. Indumauli Indumauli's ears twitched slightly at the sound of footsteps and the male wolf went up two more stairs, then took a seat again at the top of the staircase, tired of inching away from whatever other hybrid it was. Sandalon Sandalon walked out head bowed silver hair falling in his eyes and face like a veil drape. The kitten sniffed and sat down on the bottom of the stairs looking down at the floor. "Why doesn't anything work out the way I wish?" Indumauli Indumauli twitched slightly at the words and glanced down at the silver head at the end of the staircase, letting out a small sigh before a response. "Because fates a cruel b***h of a wind..." he whispered tiredly. Sandalon Sandalon head rose up and he turned glazing up at Indumauli. "How, how much did you hear." he whispered, running a paw under steaming eye. "He tilted his head, silvery hair covering his green eyes. Indumauli "Enough to be un-interested..." the wolf replied tiredly. "And what's wrong with you, Kitten...?" he questioned, letting out a small sigh. "You seem a little... boring and plain. That's not normal." the canine tilted his head slightly. Sandalon Sandalon closed his eyes. "I just hurt; I guess you wouldn't understand. You don't care." He drew up his legs, resting his head against his knees. "Calling my pain boring..your such a jerk." Indumauli "Ah... pain...? You looked more irritated than pain, Kitten." the canine got to his feet and moved quietly down the stairs. "I suppose calling me a jerk indicates that you're angry then...?" Indumauli question, taking a seat right behind Sandalon and raising an eyebrow. "Well...?" he questioned, placing a hand on the cat hybrid's head. The canine gave a sigh. Sandalon Sandalon winced at the gentle hand, jerking away. "Like you care. All you ever do is drink." He screeched, tears spring anew to his green eyes. The cat hicupped, sobbing imbetween. "You don't get it do you." He turned his head. "I love you, damn jerk." He whispered. Indumauli Indumauli's right ear tingled slightly at the sound of Sandalon's words. "..." the canine blinked at the cat hybrid, placing his hand to his own head and running cold fingers through his brilliant golden hair.
He didn't ever hear those words... not once, and now that he did it seemed different than he had ever imagined when he was little. Even so, fair chance was that the Sandalon wasn't sure what he had said, and Indu couldn't jump to conclusions and adore the words like he thought a lovely little school girl who just fell in love... he just wasn't certain what he was supposed to do. Sandalon Sandalon ears fell at the silence even lower then they had been, melting into the expence of his hair. Had he just spoke those words? Added damn jerk to the end as well? The kitten hicupped into his hands, facing the blank walls not baring to turn.
Indu still didn't speak..he didn't care. The kitten shivered as his heart fell and stood weakly, using the wall for support, moving towards the kitchen. For once in his young life, Sandalon wanted to drink everything away. He felt dejected, tailing limp. Indumauli Indumauli growled to himself and got almost instantly to his feet, catching up quickly to the cat that he just risen to their feet and lifting the silver-haired hybrid from the floor. "Hey..." he began, Sandalon in his hands. "What in gods name is wrong with you, Kitten?" Sandalon Sandalon looked up at Indu, capture in the wolfs strong grip lacking the strenght of will to leave. "I..I don't know what wrong with me," he grasped out. "I don't know.." his green eyes where dull, body limp. "Like god is listening." Indumauli Indumauli blinked for a short moment at Sandalon before giving a small sigh. "You're hard to deal with sometimes, Kitten..." he whispered, pecking a small kiss on the cat's forehead and grinned as he brushed his hand over the other hybrid's ear gently. Sandalon He whimpered at the pecking kiss, the trail of that hand over his ear. "I..I know. I've heard that before." He said, looking up at Indumauli. "Please, can I have a other kiss." It had made him feel warm for a moment. Indumauli Indumauli blinked in confusion at Sandalon and sighed, placing one more kiss on the hybrid's cheek. "There..." he murmured into the caramel skin, pulling away quietly after finishing the statement. He smiled slightly at the cat. Sandalon Sandalon smiled weekly. "I guess you don't want to see me anymore. I made such a mess here." He closed his eyes, hand resting on his cheek. "I'm such a pain." Indumauli Indumauli blinked for a short moment. "Kitten... you overreact sometimes, don't you...?" he questioned, placing the hybrid on the couch. "I don't quite recall telling you that you made a mess of things..." the canine sighed tiredly, placing a hand to Sandalon's head. Sandalon Sandalon clung as he was lifted and set down. He blinked up at Indumauli, confusion clear in his eyes as the canine placed his hand on his head. "You..you still want to see me?" He questioned weakly. "I..did didn't ruin something?" Indumauli Indumauli blinked for a short moment. "... No... you didn't ruin anything..." he replied. "And of course I still want to see you, Kitten..." he nuzzled lovingly in the cat's neck. "I don't quite remember saying that I didn't want to see you." Sandalon Sandalon leaned against the nuzzling. "You, you didn't say anything either earlier. I though you where so silent because you hated me for saying those words." He closed his eyes. Indumauli Indu blinked in confusion before letting out a small sigh. "Don't jump to your own conclusions, Kitten... you'll never know whether or not you're right." he frowned slightly, patting Sandalon's head. Sandalon Sandalon closed his eyes. "I'm being stupid again." He allowed Indu to pet him, a slip of a deep purr escaping his mouth. "I'm so sorry Indu." He said opening his eyes to look at Indu. Indumauli Indumauli's ear switched slightly at the apology. "All you ever say is, 'I'm sorry...' Sandalon..." he growled. "You apologize and apologize when you're not even sure if you did something wrong.. you're not supposed to do that." he blinked for a moment before leaning foreward, "Oh well... right?" he whispered with a small sigh, stealing a kiss from the cat. Sandalon Sandalon whimpered deep in his throat as Indu growled at him, eyes blinking back tears. He gasped as Indu leaned in kissing him and slowly gave the wolf his own kiss, pressing against the smooth flesh of Indu lips. Indumauli Indumauli pulled back slowly and tiredly, blinking slightly. The wolf sighed and pat the cat hybrid's head. "..." he frowned slightly and placed his head to the couch giving a small sigh. "I... need sleep..." he whispered, almost as if to himself, though he allowed it to be loud enough for the cat to hear. The wolf's head hurt, most likely because he could feel small tears welling up in the back of his head and he didn't know why. "Goodnight..." he whispered, almost instantly getting to his feet and turning. "And you need some rest, Sandalon..." he said. "It would be best if you took a nap..." Sandalon Sandalon tilted his head to the side, chin close to his chest. "I..good night Indu." He whispered tiredly. His ears paused twitching as the wolf said his name instead of Kitten. He stood up from the couch and nodded. "Night," the kitten padded slowly but surely to the door to sleep outside.
He needed to feel the wind on his skin, curl up in the grass, safe in the tranquility of nature. It was warm enough now for him to sleep outside. Indumauli Indumauli stared for a short moment before placing a hand to his head and climbing up the stairs into the comfort of his quiet room.
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 8:29 pm
Joint RP - Indumauli and Neveah Indumauli and Neveah Indumauli Indumauli studied a certain ring for a short moment, letting out a small sigh, and placing it on the cofee table, he then gave a sigh and turned towards the television. Finally coming to the conclusion that he didn't want to watch it, the wolf turned towards the piece of jewerly he set on the table, sitting down on the couch behind it and blinking for a short moment. Really, he didn't get tired of looking at the item... Neveah Neveah peeked inside, one inordinately lengthy arm braced against the doorframe, the other down at his side. The butterfly boy gave the room a cursory glance, pausing when his eyes rested on Indumauli. 'He's certainly attractive. Might be worth talking to,' he thought idly then stepped in, wandering over to the couch the wolf was sitting on. "Hello there." Indumauli Indumauli glanced up at Neveah, giving a small grin. "Hello butterfly boy..." he whispered after spotting the lovely wings. "Now just what might you be up to approaching a wolf like me...?" he snatched up his ring from the table and hastily stuffed it into his coat pocket. Neveah Nev returned Indu's grin, moving around the couch to take a seat next to him. The butterfly noticed the hasty disappearance of the ring but didn't comment, unconcerned. "Who says I'm up to something?" he asked, giving the wolf an innocent look. "My name's Neveah, by the way." Indumauli Indumauli raised an eyebrow at the butterfly. "So you're not up to something...?" the wolf snickered. "Well then obviously my senses left me..." he sighed. "I wonder what's next to go...?"
The canine male stared at the hybrid next to him, "Neveah...?" he questioned, eyes etching with amusement. The wolf smiled slightly, "I'm Indumauli..." he replied, taking his eyes off of the butterfly in slight boredom... Neveah Nev was amused at first, finding the wolf entertaining for the moment. But amusement left him when Indu looked away, seemingly bored. The only outward sign that Neveah was displeased, though, was a slight narrowing of his slanted eyes. "Pleasure," he said evenly, crossing his arms and settling back comfortably. "So what's there to do for fun in this place?" Indumauli The wolf let out a small snicker. "Aaah... the pleasures..." he whispered, patting the butterfly on the head. "There's quite a bit you could do... then again, I asked the same question as you Butter-Boy..." he sighed for a short moment. "The only entertainment I can find around here is-" the wolf stopped himself. "..."
"Either way... you can play a board game, you can write, you can play a video game, you could read, you could take a walk... or like me, you could drink yourself drunk and even think that standing still is fun..." he removed his hand from the top of the other's hand and grinned. Neveah Nev blinked each time Indu's hand touched the top of his head, so indignant he couldn't even speak. 'Why, of all the bloody nerve..' Despite himself, though, he had paid attention to what the wolf had been saying and smiled at the last part. "You know, that's not good for your health; drinking just to get drunk, I mean. Why do you do that to yourself?" Indumauli Indumauli blinked for a short moment at the question, tilting his head slightly to the left and perking his ears up. "Because." he replied almost instantly, after little thoughts ran through his head. The wolf then gave a small sigh and frowned. Neveah "Sorry I asked," Nev said, actually sounding sincere. Then he dropped the subject altogether and suggested instead. "How about we go for a walk? You can walk, right?" he asked, raising one delicate eyebrow. Indumauli Indumauli blinked at Neveah for a short moment. "I have two legs and a heartbeat... I don't see what's stopping me from walking..." he replied, smiling slightly at the apology. He gave a small sigh. Neveah "Come on then. Up on your feet, Indumauli," Nev said with the air of someone who was used to being obeyed, trying to make up for that little show of possibly being concerned for someone other than himself. Indumauli Indumauli blinked in confusion, lying back as if to tease the butterfly. "Naah... you know... I'm not really feeling up for it..." the wolf joked, letting out a small, cute yawn. Neveah Ruffled, Nev put his hands on his hips and glared at the wolf. When it was apparent Indu was going to be difficult, the butterfly boy bent down and grabbed his arm, pulling the wolf to his feet. Then he blinked once, surprised at himself, but almost instantly regained his composure, absently smoothing his clothes. Indumauli Indumauli stared at the butterfly hybrid in utter disbelief. "You just took me off my couch..." he whispered, blinking in confusion and poking the other male's head. "You're not supposed to do that..." he growled, though it was playfully, so it indicated that the wolf was only joking around and didn't really mean to make any threat towards the other hybrid. Neveah "Hey! Don't poke me!" Neveah huffed, immediately lifting a hand to touch his hair and make sure it hadn't been mussed. While he fixed his hair--even though not a single strand had been disturbed--the butterfly boy glared at Indu, working to keep the expression set. "And why exactly am I not supposed to take you off your couch?" Indumauli "Because it's my best friend..." Indu replied, placing his hand on the couch almost instantly. "Every time I'm dead beat drunk, this couch looks out for me..." he smiled slightly. "Do you ever get such comforts from such a... comfortable thing...?" Neveah "No. But I also don't get so drunk I need a couch to watch over me," Nev countered, crossing his arms. "Anyway, are you going to go for a walk with me or not?" he asked, starting to turn toward the door. Indumauli Indumauli blinked. "... I'm not the walking type thank you... I hate the streets... whether they're in a nice town, or a... not-so-nice town..." he gave a small sigh to himself, that only he could hear and remained quiet after this action.
The wolf shivered slightly... Neveah Nev shrugged. "Fine. Bye then," he said, turning completely and carelessly waving over his shoulder at Indu. "Nice meeting you..I guess," he said the last two words more to himself than to the wolf then made for the door. Indumauli Indumauli blinked weakly for a short moment before giving a small, unlikely, and normally never seen sincere smile. "You too..." he whispered a small response, and took a seat on the couch. Neveah Despite the softness of Indu's whisper, Nev's sensitive ears caught the words and he paused, halfway to the door. Something made him want to stay. 'Crap. Why the hell do I suddenly have a conscious?' he thought irritably then turned around and wandered back to the couch, plopping down next to the wolf. Indumauli Indumauli's eyes widened in disbelief when the butterfly came back and took a seat next to him. "Indecisive...?" he questioned amused. "Why aren't you out the door, walking and being chased by some bad Chihuahua yet...?" Neveah "Oh shut up," Nev answered, but the retort didn't have any real bite to it. The butterfly boy sighed then drew his knees up to his chest and hugged them, not really caring that his position presented anyone with the initiative the perfect opportunity to see his underwear. "Maybe I just changed my mind. People do that, you know." Indumauli Indumauli blinked for a moment. "Changed your mind...?" he sat for a short moment. "But..." the wolf remained silent after this, not knowing exactly what it was that he should say. Neveah "Just be grateful for my company, ok?" Neveah cut into the silence, turning to look at Indu. "Don't read too much into it, though," he added, a brief smile touching his lips. Indumauli Indumauli raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't look too much into company..." he sighed. "Company... sucks..." Neveah "Ouch. Maybe I should have left," Nev muttered, wounded. But then he sighed and sucked it up, asking lightly, "Why do you say that?" Indumauli Indumauli tilted his head and let out a light laugh. "Not exactly your company... just... most company in general." he replied. "I'm not always it's hugest fan..." he made a small face at the thought and sighed. Neveah "Sorry you feel that way.." Nev paused, absently reaching up to toy with one of his antennae. "If you want, I can leave you be. Just say so," the butterfly boy offered, glancing at Indu. Indumauli Indumauli raised an eyebrow at the butterfly, "It's fine... I'd rather not kick you out of the room whether or not I am comfortable..." he whispered, leaning back against the couch. "Exactly when did you get here Butter-Ball...?" Neveah Nev returned the gesture, quirking one of his own delicate eyebrows. "Well, if you're sure.." the butterfly boy muttered, shrugging. "As for when I got here: I'd say about 20 minutes ago. Unless you meant something else by that question? And please, don't call me butter-ball. I'm not a frozen turkey." He looked over at the wolf and smiled ever-so-slightly. Indu may be a little..off, but he was alright. Indumauli Indumauli tilted his head slightly. "Oh, come now... don't tell me you don't like the nickname Butter Ball... it's perfect." he whispered with a small grin, smiling sweetly at the butterfly hybrid. Neveah "And how exactly is it 'perfect'?" Neveah asked, curious despite himself. Indumauli "You're a butterfly... 'Butter-Boy' just sounds... right." the canine whispered, placing an index finger to his lip as if in a bit of thought. "Oh come now, you can't tell me it's not catchy..." his lips curved slightly in amusement. Neveah "Of course I can tell you it's not catchy," Nev answered, trying to glare at the wolf but it just wasn't working out. The corners of his mouth kept twitching. "My given name is Neveah and I'd much prefer that be the name you call me by." Indumauli "Whatever you say, Butter-Ball..." Indu whispered, letting out a small yawn and blinking slightly. "Either way, it's more catchy than 'Neveah'." Neveah Nev sighed and placed one long-fingered hand to his forehead. Trying to get Indu to call him Neveah instead of 'Butter-Ball'--his mouth twisted as if he had just eaten something sour as he thought about the nickname--was obviously a lost cause. "Something must be wrong with me," he muttered, then said more loudly, "Fine. You can call me 'Butter-Ball'." Indumauli Indumauli snickered. "Good then... Butter-Ball it is..." he whispered, a grin planted neatly on his face. The male was far beyong amused now... Neveah had let into the... interesting nickname... and Indu could call him it whenever he wanted. "Your... rather interesting Butter-Ball... frustrated, actually..." Neveah Momentarily distracted from inwardly berating himself for allowing the wolf to get his way, Nev lowered his hand and turned to look at Indu, blinkblinking. "What do you mean?" Indumauli The wolf cackled. "Frustration... you have a little too much... I'm just shocked you didn't die from stress at the age of ten..." Neveah Nev raised his eyebrows but didn't reply, taking a moment to think about what Indu had said instead. That's not exactly true. I've never really gotten frustrated before. Not until I started talking to this wack-job.. Though, I s'pose he isn't all that bad.. Indumauli Indumauli blinked for a short moment before taking his attention off Neveah, figuring that the other was already too busy thinking to take anymore conversation. Neveah At length, Nev finally decided to share his thoughts with Indu, making sure he had the wolf's attention again before he spoke. "I suppose I am a bit frustrated at the moment. Though, I was never really the type to get frustrated before now, except for maybe those rare occasions when I would have a bad hair day. You seem to bring out the worst in me." He smiled to soften the words. Indumauli Indu still didn't have his eyes on Neveah, instead decided on another yawn. "Yeah... I get that alot. I seem to do that to a lot of people. Kinda entertaining, actually..." he blinked for a moment and grinned, gazing tiredly at the butterfly. "Geez Butter-Ball... you're the first one whose actually said something though... kinda nice... and a bit more fun... when someone announces that you frustrate them." the wolf snickered. Neveah Neveah's smile widened slightly and he reached out to gently tweak one of the wolf's ears. "So glad I could change things up a bit for you, Indu," he said, a hint of mock-sarcasm in his voice. "I notice you keep yawning. Are you tired or do I bore you?" Indumauli Indumauli blinked when his ear was tweaked, poking at it to make sure that nothing else had happened to it before he glanced at Neveah because of the butterfly's question. "Tired..." he whispered. "Or maybe bored... either way, it's turning out that a yawn exits my mouth."
He smiled at Neveah. Neveah "Well, if you're tired, you should go get some sleep. If you're bored...well, I don't know what to tell you." The butterfly boy shrugged then crossed his arms and settled back into the couch cushions, sighing. He hoped the wolf was just tired. He didn't like the idea that maybe he was boring Indu. Indumauli Indumauli stared at Neveah tiredly and snickered. "You're oftly cute and entertaining Butter-Boy... I don't think you're boring me, so don't worry..." he got to his feet. "And sleep doesn't sound so bad right now, thank you for the suggestion..." he placed a hand to Neveah's head and patted it gently. "Do you mind if I leave you alone to get some sleep...?" the wolf let out a cackle. "Or would you prefer to go with me to my room...?" he teased. Neveah Nev's pointed ears perked at the wolf's laughter and his violet eyes moved, peeking at Indu. Oddly enough, Butter-Ball felt himself blushing a little and he was pleased to find out that he wasn't boring his new found friend. He supposed that was what Indumauli was, anyway. He didn't say anything, though, just watched as the other hybrid got to his feet and a slight smile curved his lips as the wolf patted his head. "I don't mind if you leave me alone to go get some sleep but if you'd rather I accompany you to your room, I wouldn't object to that either," Nev answered cheekily. Indumauli Indumauli snickered and ran a hand through Neveah's hair. "Well... since leaving you to sleep was the first thing you said, I suppose that's what you want more..." the wolf whispered. "Sweet Dreams, Butter-Boy..." Neveah Nev very nearly shut his eyes as Indu's fingers combed through his hair but he caught himself at the last second. Chuckling lightly, he looked up at the other hybrid and said, "You too, Wolfman. G'night." Indumauli "Night..." Indumauli declared in sweet amusement, exiting the room entertained almost to his fullest. Neveah Nev watched Indu go, shaking his head and smiling slightly. Then he got to his feet and stretched, a yawn of his own escaping. "Sleep does sound good.." he mumbled to himself and made for the door, stepping out into the cool night air and breathing deeply before he headed for home.
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Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2006 9:18 pm
Joint RP - Indumauli, Kestrel, Sarge and Sandalon Kestrel, Indu, Sarge, and Sandalon Indumauli Indumauli was drained, plopping down on the porch outside the wolf hybrid gave a sigh of frustration. The male had no idea what might entertain him, and to be honest, he didn't know whether or not it was entertainment or booze he needed at the moment. Kestrel Kestrel poked his head over the porch rail to stare at the canine. "Whacha doin'?" He asked lifting himself over to sit next to Indumauli. Indumauli Indumauli shivered slightly when he heard the quail boy, glancing at the bird-like hybrid next to him. "Being cranky..." he sighed tiredly, too caught up in a bit of thought to realize what he had said. He pointed one of his perfect fingers at Kestrel and tilted his head. "Do I know you...?" he questioned. Kestrel Kestrel stared at Indumauli. "Cranky? Why are you cranky?" He said before he was interrupted and quickly went to watching the finger in front of him. "I know no one!" He stated matter-of-factly, while still keeping his now cross-eyes on Indu's finger. Indumauli Indumauli stared in confusion, pulling his hand back down to his side and blinking. "You're a little weird bird boy, aren't you now...?" Kestrel Kestrel blink for a moment before responding. "Yeah...but I bring joy to little kids and some adults.? He said grinning. "I think that's a good thing!" He continued nodding his head. Indumauli Indumauli blinked for a short moment. "More like make little kids cry and cause old people to have heart-attacks..." he teased, patting Kestrel's head tiredly and blinking. Kestrel Kestrel gasped in shock. "They've never done that before!" He said laying his chin on the porch rail, his eyes still wide. Indumauli Indumauli snickered, running a calm hand through Kestrel's hair. "How old are you birdy...? You seem like you're... two and a half..." he frowned, staring at the other hybrid for a short moment and picturing them as a little baby, running through a room and bonking people on the head with a raddle. Kestrel Kestrel turned his head slightly, not enough to take his chin off the rail though. "I'm twenty-one! I just have a free spirit...or so I've heard." He said smiling at Indumauli. "Now that I've shared something with you, you have to tell me why you're cranky!" He said pointing his index finger at the other hybrid. Indumauli Indu stared at the quail hybrid with pure amusement. "... Because I haven't gotten enough sleep..." he lied, poking at the other male. "And why are you never cranky...?" Kestrel Kestrel watched a small bird flew past. "I do get cranky!" He said. "I just don't care to act cranky." He finished watching as the bird landed in a tree. Indumauli Indumauli blinked at Kestrel's eye movement, glancing behind him to see what exactly the other male was looking at. After spotting the bird, he smirked, glancing back. "Are you bird watching like the little pervert you are...? Or are you going to ask her to join your flock?" he questioned, pointing his index finger at the bird resting on the branch. Kestrel Kestrel stopped in confusion. "Oh, I want her!" He said sarcastically. Turning to face Indumauli, he smiled. "You're weird!" He stated flatly. Indumauli Indumauli twitched slightly when Kestrel stated that he was weird. "You're just as bad..." he whispered, blinking at the other male for a short moment. He was right... the bird boy was weird, but that didn't mean they weren't amusing. Weird was amusing. He sighed slightly. "I know you want her, but does she want you...?" he glanced back at the bird staring at them both... figuring that their talking had told her that they were standing right there, the wolf then glanced back at Kestrel. "Oh look, she's checking you out." he said with a grin. Kestrel Kestrel put his hand to his chin in deep thought. "No! I'm worse!" He said laughing at Indu. "You could never scrape me off my platter." He added with a grinned.
"Nah, if she wanted me, she would be hitting on you." He said patting Indumauli's shoulder. Indumauli "Oh... what a way to go." Indumauli glanced back at the bird. "Sorry hon, he swings more towards my gender!" with that, he watched as the little feathery creature flew off. "Ah... now wasn't that nice...?" he questioned, looking back at Kestrel. "She really was only here to stare at you, until she realized..." he leaned forward to whisper into Kestrel's ear. "you were a homo." he almost instantly pulled himself away from the bird, awaiting a slap or punishment of some sort. Kestrel Kestrel paused for a moment...brain fart..? "Yeah... well, you swing the same way!" He said staring at Indumauli.
"...Do you want me to slap you...?" He asked watching Indumauli's reaction. "Because I will!" He said picking up a piece of lumber. "But only if you want me to...and I don't know why you would." Indumauli Indumauli blinked at Kestrel. "Nooo... I swing both ways..." he whispered with a small yawn. "It's kinda hard to swing one way when you're on a playground, isn't it?" he ran a hand over Kestrel's head with a small bit of amusement etching in his features. Kestrel Kestrel sat still for a moment...way to many brain farts for one day. "What?" He asked placing his head back on the railing of the porch in confusion. Indumauli Indumauli sighed in deeply. "Can you say innocent...?" he questioned himself quietly. "Or brain fart..." the next sentence he was waiting for from the other male...? 'Can your brain really fart?' or something along those lines... though he was almost certain it wouldn't come along, or rather hoped it wouldn't. Kestrel Kestrel kept quiet. "I know you're waiting for me to say something stupid...and I can't hold it back! Does you're brain really fart or does it do something else?" He asked leaning against the chair he was in and staring at Indumauli in confusion. Sarge Sarge ran down the street, he could hear the men behind him but they were far away. His eyes scanned the area. He saw a house with two people on the porch to the side were some hedges. It wasn't the best cover but it would have to do. He ran for the hedges trying to, leap gracefully over them but fell, his pants leg getting caught on a branch. He lay there until he heard the men run past and sat up. He had some bruises and a bloody nose but other than that he was fine. He turned his attention to the two people on the porch. Indumauli Indumauli froze in confusion at the sound of crashing, glancing at Sarge and then back to Kestrel. "... He's staring at us... but he's dead..." he teased the quail boy, pointing over to Sarge. "You're a people person quail boy, go help him." Sarge Sarge jumped as Indumauli pointed at him. He stood, limping through the yard and over to them. "I'm fine...err sorry" he muttered. As he was about to leave he looked closer at the two people. He froze. "There like me" he thought, unconciously touching his ears. He had never seen any hybrids other than himself before. Kestrel Kestrel looked behind and stopped completely. "I'm a people person not a zombie person..." He said walking over to Sarge and gently poking his shoulder. "And he's alive." He yelled turning to Indumauli while digging out a handkerchief.
"Are you alright?" He asked handing the handkerchief to Sarge. Indumauli Indumauli laughed in amusement at Kestrel. The quail boy was rather amusing... he got to his feet and slowly strolled over to where to two hybrids stood, tilting his head slightly and raising an eyebrow. "I don't think I've seen you around here before..." the canine whispered after a short moment. Sarge Sarge tok the hankerchief quickly from Kestrel, wipeing his nose. "Thanks" he muttered, handing the hankerchief back to Kestrel when he got a better look at the two. "There like me" he thought, unconciously touching his ears. He had bever seen any other hybrids besides himself. He looked up at Indumauli "Uh I don't realy come here often" he said. Kestrel Kestrel looked down at the bloody handkerchief. "Umm...keep it! Really." He said throwing it back to Sarge and smiling. Indumauli Indumauli snickered at Kestrel's reaction, blinking slightly when the handkerchief was thrown. "Ah, ah, ah... no throwing bloody cloth around Kestrel, didn't you ever learn that...?" the wolf glanced back at the other canine and frowned.
"Tell me... do you have some kind of infection in your ears? I don't quite recall ever stabbing at mine with my finger so much..." he male whispered, poking delicately at Sarge's right ear with a gentle finger. He slowly pulled it back after realizing there was no nothing wrong with the two canine-like ears and sighed. Sarge "Oh uh sorry" he muttered. He blinked as Indumauli touched his ears. "I don;t have an infection" he said, shifting his wieght and looking down. "It's just....I've never seen anyone else with ears like mine" he said. Kestrel Kestrel stood up looking at Sarge. "It's alright." He said turning to Indu after hearing Sarge's discussion. "Oh, I'm Kestrel, by the way." He said holding out a hand to Sarge. Indumauli Indumauli blinked in utter confusion at Kestrel... the young male was almost too nice. He tilted his head slightly and sighed, grinning. Sarge Sarge stared at Kestreks hand almost dumbly. He looked from Kestrels hand to his face and back down at his hand. "Uh...Sarge" he said pointing to himself. Kestrel Kestrel smiled bringing his hand back to his side. "Nice to me you, Sarge!" He said looking over to Indumauli and shrugging. Indumauli Indumauli looked back at Kestrel, raising an eyebrow. "Don't ask me... I have no idea why he thinks hands are contaminated." the wolf whispered, blinking slightly at the other canine male that had refused to shake the quail's hand. Sarge Sarge scratched his head. "Er....uhhh I don't get out...much" he said. Kestrel Kestrel turned back to Sarge. "Nah, it's ok! Not many people like to shake hands...but I must warn you now. If I ever lend out my hand again, take it or I might change a friendly handshake into a bear hug." He said grinning. Indumauli "... an obviously you aren't going to want one of his bear hugs... he'll brake your back I'm sure... this dope is a little... hyperactive." Indumauli smiled slightly with amusement at Kestrel, then looked back at Sarge. "Don't get out much you say...? he questioned, raising a well-formed eyebrow. "that can't be much good for you... to survive with ears and a tail you need street smarts my fellow... hybrid..." he pointed to the other canine's nose. "and judging by your condition I figure you don't have too much street smart circling through your mind." Sarge "Uhhhh ok" Sarge said looking at Kestrel. "Those guys" he started, looking down and wraping his arms around himself "uhhh y'know how I'm only half werewolf, t-those guys are pure blooded werewolves they don;t like me because I'm only half....they hurt me alot" he said. Kestrel Kestrel threw a clump of dirt in Indumauli's direction. "You're mean!" He said sitting on the ground. "I'm not hyp...that hyper!" He corrected while watching the other two.
Kestrel quickly got to his feet to meet Sarge eye-to-eye. "Well if they're mean...why hang around with them?" He questioned raising an eyebrow in interest. Indumauli Indu sighed in deeply. "I'm going to have to agree with Kestrel..." he whispered, blinking slightly. The wolf grinned. "Or is it that you don't hang around them...? That really it's just whenever they spot you they chase you...? And if this is the case... why not wear a cloak...? See our confusion canine boy...?" Or was it just that Sarge was so developed to the human skills, that he forgot the wolf skills that ran through his blood...? Sarge Sarge shook his head "they just find me" he muttered "I...don't like cloaks...much." Kestrel Kestrel took a seat in the lawn chair sitting next to him. "If they find you...avoid them! If you can't... then you're not very fast!" He said getting into a comfortable position. ?Just do what you can, there are plenty of possible ways to keep them away?like?like?? He paused, turning his head to Indumauli. ?Hang out with Indu! That should keep them away, and another couple hundred people!? He stated point a finger in Indumauli?s direction while keeping an eye on Sarge. Indumauli Indumauli glared at Kestrel. "Oh now... we're going to play that way, are we...? Follow Kestrel here around, he'll keep the werewolves and Italians away. Do you see any loss in a prediciment like this...?" the lovely golden-haired colored wolf raised an eyebrow as he patted the quail hybrid's head. Sarge Sarge blinked "it sounds like its good to be around both of you" he said. Kestrel Kestrel blinked for a moment before asking. "Why would Italians run away from me...or be after Sarge here?" He asked, poking his head over the arm-rest of the chair. "And why werewolves?" Indumauli "I don't know... I just picked a random race..." the wolf gave a shrug and yawned tiredly. "Why is it..." Indumuali blinked at Sarge. "that the werewolves hate the fact you're not completely like them...? If I can recall correctly, they should actually be trying to make a deal with you, rather than chasing you. I didn't think there would be very many in this time, so you think they would try to recruit anyone who has wolf blood running through their veins." Sarge "Not....that many werewolves?" asked Sarge. "I thought there were alot." Kestrel Kestrel sat for a moment trying to calculate everything up...man was that hard for him! "What are we talking about?" He questioned. "Is it the mafia or the werewolves?" He asked before surprisingly throwing up his index finger and speaking. "The werewolves work for the mafia!" He began. ?And the mafia is working for the Aliens and the Aliens are working for Indu and Indu is working for the evil rats that live underground in the city of Atlantis!? He finished after running short of breath. Sandalon Sandalon managed to walk into the last part of the conversation by acident. His green eyes hazed in confusions..Indu working for evil whatz where? Hun..what the? He rubbed one of his caramel color ears, perhaps he hadn't heard right.
The kitten was not wearing his usuall outfit of green instead opting for a pair of worn blue jearns, and a simple t shirt of a warm scarlet color. His silver hair was tied back in a simple pony tail and his make up was gone leaving a rather more boyish looking kitten. Indumauli Indumauli tilted his head slightly at the sound of footsteps, glancing over at Sandalon. "Oh look kitty... you're not wearing your normal make-up today." the wolf whispered, figuring that this was a bit off the subject, he shivered when he heard Kestrel, snickering with pure amusement. "You're a little mixed up here quail boy..." he said with a grin. Sarge "Rats....can't live under water....so they couldn't live in Atlantis" Sarge said. He jumped as he heard the cat speaking and slowly looked in his direction. Kestrel Kestrel looked over to the new hybrid that had just walked into the strange conversation he had just been having. Then looking back to the others two he began to defend his crazy ramblings. "They've been living in the underground city of Atlantis forever!" He said before looking over at Indu and rethinking the statement he had just made. Sandalon "I didn't feel like wearing makeup today," he said softly looking at the two, one of them he pegged as crazy hearing him babble on more about rats in Atlantis. "Isn't Atlantis underwater?" He blinked his eyes and tilted his head. "I thought the lost underground city was supposadly over runned by mole people."
He paused."I'm Sandalon.." he added finally figureing it was at least polite to say his name Indumauli "Nope... Kestrel's right... Atlantis is under... ground..." Indumauli blinked for a short moment. Ok... so he knew he wasn't right, but it was the greatest and most amusing choice to go with at this certain moment.
The canine tilted his head slightly and blinked at Sandalon. "Didn't feel like wearing make-up...?" the wolf then looked at Sarge. "You, my friend, should see this cat with make-up... he reminds me of... Madonna or something..." Sarge Sarge tilted his head "Maddona....whose that?" he asked. Kestrel Kestrel pointed an accusing finger at Sandalon. "It's underground!" He said patting Indu. "Even Indy here agrees." He continued. "And Indy agreeing to anything I say means I'm right... or he's finding this amusing? Either way I'm going to persist on my opinion." He finished.
"Oh! I'm Kestrel." He said feeling awkward introducing himself after what he had just said. Kestrel blinked for a moment after the Madonna comment. "Isn't Madonna a stripper? Whore? Umm, singer?" He asked looking up to Indumauli. Sandalon The kitten eyebrow went up and he gave a small hmmm. Most likely finding the subject amusing giving it was Indu. "Indy five hundred?" He questioned softly in slight payback. He looked like Madonna? Please....
A slight blush formed on those caramel color cheeks as the words stripper and whore was said. He looked like a stripper???? His small teeth bit onto his lower lip, and accusing dark eyes flickered Indu way. If it was any of the first Indu was so going to pay for that comment Indumauli Indumauli grinned with pure amusement. "Yeah, Madonna's a stripper and a whore, and a singer, all in one. Be happy Sandalon." he said, patting Kestrel's head. He had to admit, the quail boy was much to amusing, which made the wolf hybrid happy. Entertainment was always good, whether it was a movie, or an actual person.
He enjoyed this. Sarge Sarge blinked. He didn't say anyting for along time. "If that Madona lady is like that...I don't think she looks anything like what you guys said" Sarge suddenly said, pointing to Sandalon, obviously unaware of the fact he was a guy. Kestrel Kestrel blinked at Sarge before looking back to Indumauli. "Can you really be all three of those? Wouldn?t it be kinda hard?" He asked, watching for Sandalon's reaction to Sarge's comment. Sandalon Sandalon's eye twitched twice, the green filling a bit with liquid before he shook himself giving a cough. "I'm male love." He muttered blushing worse. Come on, for crying out loud did he have boobs and slutt printed on his face? His teeth bit into his lip till it bleed in a mix of rage and oncoming tears. Tired acceptance replaced them as he licked the copper substance from his lip. Indumauli Indumauli raised a well-formed eyebrow at Sandalon, giving a small sigh and patting the cat hybrid on the head. "Oh, come now Kitten... we're just teasing..." the wolf spoke tiredly. "Even Kestrel knew you were male at first, and people make the same girl/boy thing with Madonna... that's a plus... right...?" he teasted, quietly running a hand up the cat's ear, and aftering finishing the act, patting Sandalon like he was a puppy instead of a cat. Sarge "Sorry" Sarge said looking down. He didn't mean to make Sandalon feel so bad, he honestly thought he was a girl. "you don't look like a stripper at all, you look very nice" he said, trying to make him feel better. Kestrel Kestrel blinked at Indu before replying. "What's 'Even Kestrel' supposed to mean...ok I know what it means...but you don't have to remind me!" He said lying back in the grass and staring at Saldalon. "Teasing...? Is that where the baby is just getting his or her teeth? I'm not teasing!" He said quickly pointing to Sarge in an act of laziness. "Send the 'finger pointing' in Indy's direction, will ya Sarge?" He said letting his hand flop onto the ground.
The quail hybrid turned his head in Sandalon's direction. "Don't feel bad p***y cat... we just have a cruel since of humor, which you were caught in the middle of. I'm sorry if I hurt, you're somewhat unpredictable feelings," He said being honest and to the point, which always seemed to get him into trouble. "I'm sure Sarge is sorry as well, Indy on the other hand is a complete mystery to me." Kestrel said with a shrug, turning on his side so if anyone was angry they would kick Kestrel in the back instead of the stomach. Sandalon The ear flickered at the run and he looked up at Indu as he was suddenly petted. "I'm fine," he said and gave a little jerk and stepping away from the petting hand. It was making his insides feel all funny. " Thanks Sarge." He calmed some eyeing the one called kestrel if he was spazzy; then,Kestrel was a hyperactivie child on a litter of mountain dew. Indumauli Indumauli ran a hand through his white and golden hair, icy eyes flicking to Kestrel. "I'd have to agree with you in this case bird boy..." the wolf whispered with a grin. He stepped over to the quail hybrid and snickered. "Of course... I am awed you even know half of the words you spoke..." the wolf smiled with pure amusement.
He had to admit... the crowd he was with knew how to disagree and not get along so well... but they were sure entertaining.
Kestrel was a strange one... he acted goofy, though it seemed to Indumauli that the quail had enough intelligence in him... it just all seemed so, strange. There was something about the bird... Sarge Sarge sighed, happy that he didn't make Sandalon to mad. He crossedhis arms and looked down. He hoped that the werewolves didn't come back. They might not with all of these people around, but then again, he could never realy tell what they would do Kestrel Kestrel turned back around to counter Indu's comment. "I know big words! Like Capricorn, zucchini, Indumauli...what it's a big word!" He said sitting up in an attempt to make his statement more believable, while turning to watch Sarge. The silence that the hybrid seemed to harbor was unusually unnerving for Kestrel. ?Hey Sarge! It looks like they?re pretty far?I say you enjoy the peaceful moments they give you. Or you could piss them off by watching them walk away, whatever you want.? He shrugged lying flat on the ground again.
The cat hybrid that had come in earlier didn?t seem to be that quiet, just awkward to speak to anyone but Indumauli. It wasn?t that strange, the two knew each other from previous encounters and Kestrel didn?t mind the small conversations going on between their odd group; in fact it was quite entertaining. Sandalon A warm chuckled rumbled out, Sandalon's eyes dancing as the strange hybrid spoke. "Aye Indumauli is a mightly large word." He relazed slightly, pulling the tie out of his hair shaking out the silver. It was pinching a bit.
His glazed turned to Sarge. "They?" He muttered lifting an eyebrow, hand ranking though the hair straightening it. "Someone bothering you?" Indumauli "I doubt that whoever it is, you would be able to handle it, Kitten... Sarge wasn't even able to, and he's of their clan... halfway, I suppose you could say." Indumauli let out a small, gruffed noise as his ears tweaked with sudden boredom.
"Zucchini...?" the canine blinked with amusement. "You find 'Zucchini' to be a large word...? Exactly how hefty is that brain in your skull, Bird boy...?" the wolf took interest in poking at Kestrel's head plume.
After finally stopping the action, Indumauli glanced at Sarge. "Hey you... I would suggest that you stick around for awhile... I doubt that they would attack a group of three, let alone four..." and if they did, they were as dumb as Indumauli considered at first judgement.
The wolf brought his attention off of Sarge after a short moment, all his past fights on the streets circling in a white cloudy mist throughout his mind... he was confused, and had no idea exactly how it was that he was left to fight all those battles... alone... then again, he was assisted every now and then by a stray dog of some sort. The canine-like hybrid frowned. Sarge Sarge looked up at Sandalon "Oh...the werewolves" he muttered. "They cut me once" he said lifting up his shirt, revealing still vivid scars of various curse words, the words "kiss me I'm queer" and an inverted pentagram with other strange symbols around it, that took up a large portion of his torso. "That" he said motioning to the pentagram "is so that if other werewolves see this, they know they should kill me if they want....I...don't know what these other words are...I can't....read" he whispered, and let his shirt fall back down over his small torso. He slid to the ground, attention turning to Indu. He seemed distracted by something. Kestrel Kestrel watched as the hybrid let the shirt fall back to his body. "Don't feel bad not very many people can read...but everyone can learn." He said shivering at the thought of the torture poor Sarge must have endured. “Although with what is written on you…you might be better off not knowing.” He hesitated, turning his attention towards Indumauli.
Something was wrong, Kestrel just knew it, however, he felt getting involved would be a…unpleasant idea. He didn’t want to get involved in something he wouldn’t be able to care for; much less with someone he actually thought as a friend. Kestrel had a tendency to make thing worse when he tried to sort things out. Sandalon Sandalon lifted one eyebrow at Indumauli. "I could help; I'm not some sort of weakling," he said giving a small frown at Indu direction. He knew how to fight, to care for himself. He was small, yes, petite and rather feminie looking but he had claws, teeth and knew how to handle a weapon.
His eyes flickered to the marks. "A pentagram..people associated it with the devil. They wrote kiss me I'm queer," Bastards," There are some medical strips that can reduce the scaring." He belived that Sarge had a right to know. It was his body. Indumauli Indumauli raised an eyebrow at Sandalon. "I'm sure you could wield a weapon rather well... but I doubt picking you up and tossing you would be very difficult Sandalon, you're an oftly light hybrid." the wolf's ears twitched slightly with annoyance. He was tired of being in the sun, but decided that leaving Sandalon and Sarge alone with Kestrel was a bad idea. They might kill the bird if he said anything too dumb... but then again, Kestrel seemed intelligent... his goofy attitude posed as a thing that the quail decided on doing, rather than something that just randomly happened.
The wolf took interest in taking a seat on the laying Kestrel, figuring that he would be a comfortable cusion under his rear, the quail boy substituted a seat rather well, the canine male had decided after only five seconds. "'Kiss me I'm queer'...?" Indumauli frowned. "Their interest in your sexuality interests me..." he raised an eyebrow at the words with a child-like expression resting on his face as he slowly whispered, "They want into your pants..." it was said so simply to Sarge, the it made Indu himself shiver. Sarge Sarge cocked his head. "My...pants?" he asked. "Why do they want in my pants?" he asked. He had heard the expression before, but no one would ever tell him what it meant. He was prety ignorant to the sexual things in life. Kestrel Kestrel blinked at Sarge, before replying to the very obvious question. "They want to sell the pants on e-bay...and...and...take pictures of you in your skiddies!" He said, struggling under Indumauli. "You know...easy money!" He said struggling even more under Indu's weight.
"Now will you get offa me?" He asked Indumauli, still trying to break free from under him. Of course he knew a sarcastic slash perverted comment was about to come from Indumauli. He didn't know if he was ready for it but he knew it was coming. Sandalon Sandalon tilted his head. "Point taken." He was rather light. His attacker would have to get close to him pick him up though. Plenty of time to do damage to them. Still it was racking that Indu did not belive he could take care of himself.
The kittens lips pressed together, it wasn't his place to explain what that phrase ment. This converstion was getting a bit awkard. "Its, its not that Kestrel." God, he couldn't allow Sarge to think that they where going to sell his pants on ebay, of all things, what was wrong with Kestrel? The quail seem not to have any sense. "It's slang for..." he couldn't say it! A blush color his cheeks.
"I want into Indu pants..." what the...oohh dear did that just come out of his mouth? Indumauli "On top of you...? My oh my quail boy... please, don't take your twisted fantasies out on me..." he patted the other's head.
Indumauli's icy eyes widened, and he raised a well-formed eyebrow at Sandalon. "I don't think that phrase quite means... that..." he whispered in a surprised manner to the cat hybrid.
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