Alex furloughed any response to subjugate with a necessary bit of persuasion. It was indeed true that her presence gave a strong suggestion of good fortune and with such a presence it would not be unusual of her to use it to his advantage from time to time.
Traveling from one store to the other as the angel lead the way and the knight lagging behind. There was one shop in particular that they stopped at at first, a more up scale clothing shop.
After quite some time, and a handful of clothes later, she pushed Caleb off into a dressing room. "Slip some of it on and hold on to the tags so I can pay." With a friendly smile, she too held a select pile of garb and went her separate ways into a petite chamber. Tossing the fabric onto the chair, quickly Alex opened her locket and disappeared.
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Then in a dull, warm light, the nephilim reappeared. Cheeks flushed and skin aglow, Alex plucked up certain pieces and fashioned herself in them. One cropped jacket that hooded her platinum tresses and part of her face. The color of emerald green and lined with a silky satin fabric.
Ivory digits make quick work of braiding her hair, starting at the top of her head and continued until it was all woven together.
Staring at herself in the reflection, something seemed off. Traveling through jungles and forests alike...she was overdressed. Grabbing the seam of her white tunic, and ripping, tearing it a sunder... her midriff was now exposed. She added a cream and gold sash that acted as a belt for a satchel of coin and the now hidden dagger.
A slight part of her lips in a soft 'aha' moment as though she remembering something she had forgotten. Oh yes, this was much better.
Pulling up the hood again, the captain picked up the price tags and headed out of the dressing room. Waiting for Caleb to exit his so that she may inspect his choices.
Caleb was pushed into the room by Alex followed by clothes. Un strapping his weapons belt he hung it up on a hook. He removed his dirty old clothes and dug though the pile. He pulled off a pair of Trousers that fit and put them on. He the pulled on a green cotton tunic. He put on a belt then grabbed his weapons belt and strapped it on. He slipped his boots on and stepped out of the booth.
Eyes squinted, nose scrunched in reflex as she peered at him, washing over the choice. "It isn't bad but you need....hrmm.."
Quickly, Alex turned, searching for a single swatch of cloth and used it to tie around his forehead. His silvery tufts jutting from the grip.
"Much better. Let's add a..here, this. It clips on."
It was a small cuplet, meant to fit snugly around the curve of his ear. She also began to tear at parts of his shirt and pants, making small rivets, some of them already fraying from the force.
Caleb was unmoving as Alex preened over his outfit. Making her minor adjustments to it. He started to feel like a pirate. Then Alex posed her question, for once he felt like joking "Yar me needs my parrot an' Eyepatch" he said like a pirate with a smile.
• Rank: expert • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture, Nocturno • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil?
It didn't take the demon long to find his wife, he made it there about ten minutes before nine o'clock, when she would have just teleported to meet him. The clothing shop door opened, and Greed would see Alex and some random silver haired boy trying on clothes. Maybe he was her shopping buddy? The demon chuckled at her choice if attire. The mid drift exposing shirt left her entire body up to Greed's inspection, and inspect he did. Walking swiftly into the parlor, Greed would stride so he remained out of Alex's sight and towards her back. Eventually the distance was seperated to where the coulle were literally only feet away from each other. An ebony serpent like appendage surged forth, wrapping around the nephilim's waist and pulling her towards him, turning the seraph so that they were face to face for a moment; literally inches from one another. Muscular arms encircled her curves before they embraced, warm lips eagerly meeting lush pink petals in a kiss that was far overdue. Greed finally drew away only upon growing short of breath, a small and familiar cocky smile befitting his face. "So I didn't wanna wait... work was pissing me off, and now i'm here. I figured ya wouldn't mind, um... blondie the pirate. Were we doing roleplay tonight?" the jesting words rolled off his tongue accompanied with a light and teasing chuckle. He looked over Alex's shoulder at Caleb, vermillion eyes scrutnizing him for a moment. The focus was only upon the human for a moment before demonic oculars were centered upon the angel once more, the happy light returning to them.
Alex pulled herself together, trying to retain a measure of composure after laughing at Caleb's stance, she cleared her throat but the smirk remained. "Ha! We don't need to go to that extent-"
There it was, that heat she had learned to expect since she had gotten married. It was a heat that consumed her mind with a formidable images, poking and prodding her to partake. Alex let out what could be construed as a gasp of surprise followed by a low, soft moan. Her entire body ached with a prickly fire, she shouldn't have waited as long as she had.
After the swift collision of lips, they pried away from one another like velcro reluctantly coming apart.
"Greeeed." Huffing out his name, the Angel straightened herself out with a characteristic calm before turning to her left, looking to the human. "Caleb this is Greed. Greed, Caleb."
Perhaps she should have wavered in her stance, withdrawn from those rusty pools eyes staring her down but she couldn't. He seemed different...
"Well you can come with us. It will be a bit of a trip but we will get there...hopefully...Eventually. I'm going to go pay."
Gilts flared, widening in response to realization, however, they simmered once again to the half-mast gaze. She darted away from the two and right up to the counter, laying down the slips and pulling out an adequate lot of coin.
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• Rank: expert • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture, Nocturno • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil?
Those golden shores spoke a multitude of emotions that kept her lover drawn to themw. The angel breathed his name, and the incocation sent his hands on a small journey downwards from her waist, ebony talons spanning across the stretched leather and gripping firmly. a small span of time passed before she introduced him to the Knight, who currently had the ensemble fitting a member of Blondie the Pirate's crew. Greed looked at Caleb again; though this time the demon's face was still bedecked with a grin. he had plenty of reason to be content, nodding and giving him a simple "Hey." Before stygian claws and muscular limbs alike both released her from his grasp. Even the onyx tail slid away from her waist, though Greed was not far behind her. It was a stark contrast, the practically glowing seraph accompanied by a dark and demonic shadow. "Alright, sure. Where are we goin'? Do they have food there?" The last part sounded like a joke, but Greed was being serious. His stomach even growled to reassure it. It was a bit late to eat, but Greed was so starving he didn't really care.
Caleb laughed with Alex, he nodded at her words. But soon he was bewildered as Alex zipped away by force to a stranger who embraced her. He figured he was her lover. As she introduced them Caleb gave Greed a nod.
Alex slipped the rather large coins to the elderly man, and he responded with a nod and smile that bestowed a well received thank you.
"Thank you."
Turning around again, she found Greed at her back, looming with hungry eyes and stomach. She smiled, ivory digits pulling up her hood that fell from his tender greeting. "I don't see why they wouldn't. If you are realllyyyy hungry though, we can grab something to go since I don't know how long it will take us to find the spot, or if we will for that matter."
Golden flares gazed from under a darkened veil, their florescent luminance even more alluring as the glow defied the shade.
"Let's go though. Come on, Caleb. We have a journey ahead of us."
The lull of words ring in harmony over the air waves, beckoning them to follow as she made headway towards the door.
• Rank: expert • bloodline: Diobolus • Class: Berserker • currently equipped: Bottom right picture, Nocturno • feeling:
Feared Exalted Evil?
Greed shrugged, deciding that he could probably wait until they got there. His tail wavered just above his head in it's customary spot, moving about with the semblance of a charmed snake. "I'll just wait. May as well get the road trip over with first." he stated lightly before leaning forward and stealing one more kiss from the angel. It was a quick one, before he took off with a quick stride, jet black combat boots thudding against the ground as their wearer pursued after the beautiful nephillim.
• Strength: 12 • Speed: 7 (tail has a speed of 9) • Energy: 1400
"If you don't give me what I want, this might be rather... messy."
Posted: Mon Feb 03, 2014 4:40 pm
TABTABTABGogoTheFamedMimic TABCreature of Many Faces
A nice day to shop, oh yes indeedy-do-da. A very nice shop for it. Skittering to and fro and observing all sorts of weapons and gadgets to use. Maybe a sword or two, maybe something out of the ordinary say like a... pair of claws? No. Sword. Maybe a big giant ******** AXE. Off with their heads... and then some, but it's not so graceful is it. No no, not yet, an axe for Gogo is not the weapon to be. Maybe something custom made, something no one would use. It favored the strength of a mace, but Gogo wanted something more fluid. Then it came.
Gogo's great smile crept across its face underneath the clothing it wore, glowing red eyes peered at a long black chain hand forged to every link connected to a big ball of iron. Perfect. A ball and chain to crush and strangle! Plucking the feather from its hood, Gogo seemingly pulled a sheet of paper out from the deep robe and like ligntning it wrote down words in Common and showed it to the shopkeep.
"The ball and chain please. How Much?" The sheet of paper read. The shopkeep looked at the creature questionably and said the price and Gogo placed the cash down up front. It may have been an over payment but the creature was giddy in using this new weapon. Better than a stick or a shanky shank dirk. The creature bowed once before it took the new weapon and warped into a colorful mist of rainbows before a white bat took its place and flew off. The shapeshifter assumed any shape it wanted and this time it was now a bat making its way to the dojo.
