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 Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 6:40 pm
"Not that I'm surprised. I've developed a habit of that myself."
Something else takes Iri by surprise, though. While a moment before she could sense what she guesses were energy signatures, the ability is now gone. A sense just shut on and off. With the lost sense, it's like she loses a little of her strength, too. For just a moment, she feels a little dizzy. Then she's fine, though she's back to relying on the air spies for changes in energy levels. The sensation is very strange. And worrisome. The change isn't something that can be noticed by anyone around her. Her expression never shows it. The change only registers in her mind. There is, however, a small pulse in her energy. The pulse comes from her core, from the place where her energy originates. And, on a level almost imperceptible, the quality of her energy shifts.
Dirge? Song? You doin' that?
There's no response from her ancestors. Only a feeling of recognition. It's like they've retreated to the recesses of Iri's existance, the places in which they once resided. The situation is indeed becoming worrisome.
Resisting the urge to shake her head, she refocuses her attention. This time, she takes notice as one of her spies approaches. Smells alone tell her she had sent this one to her family. She quirks a brow as this one floats by. A tiny voice whispers to her, saying, "She is ready, sister. She wishes to fly. She pulls at her tethers and reaches for the sky." The voice is that of Lenora, Iri's youngest sister. The message is meant to be cryptic, just in case someone overhears the barely there voice, and Iri recognizes what she means to say. One of her latest projects is ready.
Iri shrugs her big wings and her stance marginally relaxes, though her fans stay in her hands and at her sides, ready for use. "Okie dokie. Now what? I realize you've gotta worry about Ishira, but we could be missing out an an opportunity here. Anyway we can kind of tag ol' creepy face and monitor his movements? I've got an experimental option for that. Or am I probably right when I figure this guy is more than likely a clone that will disappear when its mission is complete? Gotta be something we can do other than stand around and let him flap his jaw."
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 9:42 pm
Bao's head turned to one of the cloaked figure's sudden disappearance. He stood there, frozen, in the same pose when Neko had blocked the karate chop.
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Posted: Thu Oct 07, 2010 6:24 pm
"Nothing but a doll."
Iri narrows her eyes and mentally yanks the pin from a grenade. An air bomb, strong enough to crush bones and lacerate organs, explodes in front of Bao's face. Before it even explodes, Iri's form fades into nothing. Another issue has come up.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 8:06 pm
Lenore is leaning over the rail of the Radiance. Glowing blue eyes are staring in awe at the scenery below her. Windmills are scattered throughout the plain that makes up the Kaze Dojo's territory. Lenore had known that visiting her sister's home would be exciting, but she hadn't imagined this. She looks like a kid in an amusement park.
Dawn is next to her youngest sister, equally as amazed by the scenery as Lenore. The Fury has heard about gigantic turbines such as these, but has never seen them. It makes her feel pretty damn small to be around the behemoths, especially as Iri directs the air ship to fly among them.
"Damn..."
"I hope you know what you're doing, Irianna!" That voice belongs to Adrianne. Her tone is one of concern. "The wings are getting a little too close to the turbines for comfort, dear!"
Xavier puts a hand on his wife's shoulder and slowly shakes his head. It's a comforting gesture.
"Let her do this her way. She's got it under control, Adrianne. Besides, she has help."
Xavier jerks his head in Lina's direction, reminding Adrianne of the dragon woman. The Fury woman doesn't say anything, but she still looks edgy.
At her post, Iri just laughs. She knows the exact distance between the wings and the ship. Her Kaze senses tell her so. Even as the wings flap, they adjust themselves to avoid the turbines and the giant blades.
"Just enjoy the ride! Now, brace yourselves! This might be a little rough!"
Energy courses through the extra lines that trail from the hull of the ship like glittering vines. Several of them at a time braid themselves together, forming stronger lines. Then they lift up and reach out like tentacles. Four thick lines wrap and tie themselves around four of the turbines. The wings back flap to stop the progress of the ship, causing one jarring motion. Then they begin to flap in order to keep the ship afloat as the lines tighten themselves. The lines secure, and the wings slowly stop flapping. After a moment, the ship settles into place. As Iri had said, it was a jacked up landing. But it works. The ship doesn't have to sit on the ground, where the hull could be damaged. And though it's suspended from the turbines, it's not heavy enough to do damage or make the turbines move. Jacked up, but it's functional.
Iri steps away from the controls and looks at Lina. "Well?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 8:30 pm
Lina stood up after dropping to her knees during the landing, glancing at the 'jacked up' job., blinking as her height perspective on the world seemed to shift down about a foot. Much earlier then she expected as her tail became bushier, her horns retracted. Her ears adjusted their position. Her bust size remained the same which while fitting the crash suit's size annoyed the fox girl.
"Uhhm, better then I would have managed it seems" said the now fox-girl as four of her tails spread out behind her and she looked at herself in confusion. Pulling a string causing the suit to tighten up around the girl's adjusted proportions.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 8:49 pm
Four of the five Gale clan members stare at Lina in awe. Lenore tries to walk over and inspect Lina's new form, but Adrianne and Dawn reach out and grab a wing a piece. Lenore pouts. Iri just looks at Lina in appreciation.
"I wanna be able to do stuff like that. Cool to grow fangs and claws, get a wicked temper, and become impervious to pain, but turning into a totally different species--That's nifty. Gotta be a nice change of pace. There are days I would like for my wings to go away for a little while..."
Iri stops. She seems to contemplate that idea. Then she gives her head a little shake.
"Well, I'm gonna inspect the ship and check out the supplies. Chill up here, if it suits you, Lina. Or you can come with me. Either way."
With a shrug, Iri heads for the same hatch into which her family had retreated. She takes a set of stairs down into the hull.
Now Lenore is checking out the turbines. Her eyes are focused on the spinning blades. Her mother and sister had let go of her wings. When Lenore spreads her wings in preparation for flight, all three of them, Dawn, Adrianne, and Xavier, grab a hold of the feathered appendages. Apparently, they're quite used to Lenore's dangerous curiousity.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 9:18 pm
Lina chuckled to herself at their reactions. Glancing herself over for a few moments before taking a few steps, joints popping as she started to move before she shook her head and followed Iri. "Changing species isn't too bad, still sometimes I wish some things with my anatomy wouldn't think being a 'vixen' meant needing to be even more top heavy proportionally. I had hoped I'd have a few days to enjoy that strain being reduced." Lina shrugged her shoulders and kept after Iri, curious as to what the fury had planned.
"Still wings, it'd be nice to fly on my own power again, shape-shifting feels like using a glider and wind hasn't been my forte without magic... well aside from still knowing a trick or two you might be able to adapt if the vacuum bomb jin mentioned is any indication."
She glanced again at Lenore for a few moments, wondering what the situation with Iri's sister was. She kept to herself however and followed Iri down the stairs, wanting to see more of such a fascinating ship.
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 10:05 pm
Once in the hull, voices don't carry, so Iri doesn't have to edit her speech or hold anything back. The first thing she addresses is Lenore.
"You're wondering about the one with the freaky peacock wings, right? Due to the nature of our breed, insanity and other mental defects are more common than they are in most species. It takes a lot of time and dedication to meditation and self control to keep our minds in proper working order. Lenore's a case in which none of this helped. She's not right in the head, I guess would be the nicest way to put it, and I don't think she ever will be be. Makes her a scary kind of fighter, though. A dozen of our clan will think twice about fighting Lenore. The weird thing is, Sirens don't usually make good fighters."
This level of the hull is pretty straight forward. It's the storage area. Nothing but boxes and boxes of useful material. Bundles of bamboo planks line the sides of the storage unit. There are crates everywhere, their contents marked. Crystal lines, raw crystals, raw lines, rope, weapons, food, casks of water, toiletries, bedding, and much more occupy this room. And all of it is tied down via rope and rings in the floor. Iri stops to peek into a crate that's not tied down. It's full of rolls of wire.
"As far as being busty, it's useful. Only reason I bother to dress in tightly fitted, flashy clothing is the same reason kunoichi have done it for hundreds of years: Being a full figured woman is distracting in a fight. A well trained opponent isn't going to care, but the lesser ones will be distracted when things start bouncing, ya know?"
Iri clothes the crate and moves on. She's making sure everything else is tied down and nothing appears to be damaged.
"And that vacuum Jin mentioned is interesting. I'd like to test it out sometime. By the way, if you have any interest in Kaze, let me know. Cross training elements is a good idea. I'd like to learn Rai, myself. I already control the air. Why not control lightning and turn myself into a sort of weather witch?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 11:01 pm
"Oh, I've heard of similar situations before with the mind... Not too much of use sadly." Lina nodded a few times, after thinking over the rest of how Iri described Lenore. "It's similar to how I've known fire-breathers." The girl obviously implied dragons here. "They spontaneously would explode if things didn't work quite right... Some say it's better for the sake of the race as a whole that they exist because it makes people not want to kill dragons. Not the best comparison, but at least she can be kept safe."
Lina nodded at the description of the Kunoichi arts. Glancing at herself in the crash suit which at least kept that particular problem a bit less of an issue at least. "I suppose that is a benefit, though when the opponent's skilled chances are you'll find some want to use them as targets in hopes of getting you to show some skin" Lina scratched her head for a few moments. "Though I guess if I wore light armor under my clothing it might be a better option" she muttered, thinking about some of the more obscure things in the hybrid girl's closet.
"Alright, I can show you the basics of building up reserves for Rai, and I wouldn't mind finding the basics to try and develop some reserves for Kaze techniques again. I can show you some Taijutsu-forms that used to work well for me when I could manage the spell for Blades of Vacuum too if you'd like. " Lina glanced around the ship for a bit before shrugging. "I could probably set up a vaccum space for you somewhere at the Kaze dojo as well as a space for the dock for this ship if you want it in someplace more secure then a physical building."
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:37 pm
"Maybe it's best that Jin doesn't seem to breathe fire..." Iri shakes her head, trying to clear her head of that thought. It's not nice to think of one of her students spontaneously combusting. "As far as perverts like that, eh, just try to take it as a compliment. And afterward, hang the attacker from a tree by his jewels."
Footsteps on the stairs, then Dawn appears in the hull. Iri looks at her with a raised brow, but she doesn't say anything at first. Dawn takes off down the stairs leading into the level below.
"Hmm... Blades of Vacuum? Sounds interesting. I'd really like to learn it. And a vacuum space would be useful, too. Not sure how, yet, but I can find a way to use it. When we get the time, we'll trade techniques. As far as a docking space, I've got a few options in mind. This is just a temporary measure. For now, though, I've got a hunch, and to prove it I'll have to use the ship as bait. Can't do that if it's hidden."
Dawn emerges from the second level, bearing what appears to be a shopping bag. The Fury is grinning from ear to ear. She gives Lina a conspiratorial wink, then thrusts the bag out at Iri.
"Gifts for mah sister! And you'd better wear it, missie. I found a nice little number that compliments your profession."
The older Fury is smiling a little too innocently. Iri fights the urge to grimace, instead giving her a sister a weak smile, and takes the bag. She opens it up and stares inside. After a moment of trying to figure out exactly what it is she's looking at, both eyebrows shoot practically into her hair line. Iri slowly looks up at her sister, eyes wide.
"Nu-uh. No way. What the hell kind of profession do you think I'm into? Not a f***ing lot lizard, I'll tell you right now!"
Dawn is already laughing, doubled over and clutching her belly with her clawed wings spread forward in case Iri tries a tackle approach. After composing herself a bit, she walks over to Lina and puts a friendly arm over the now fox girl's shoulders.
"Iri's always been so conservative. The quipao is cute, but not the kind of sexy worthy of a kunoichi. I think it's high time Iri started coming out of her shell. Hell, maybe she'll be deflowered before she's 30 if she starts dressing in a little friendlier fashion? What do you think, friend?"
Red flashes onto Iri's cheeks, her fists close around the handles of the bag in angry balls, she clenches her jaw to prevent a fountain of profanities, and her brow knits together in a classic expression of pissed off and embarassed.
"Dawn Gale, my sex life is none of your business!"
"What sex life? You don't have one. And of course it's my business! You're so tense all the time, dear sister! And it's such a relaxing past time! I'm just looking out for you!"
"I'mma take your so-called concern and--"
"I'll have Lenore dress you."
And all of a sudden, the fight drains out of Iri. The red is gone, her composure comes back, and her expression becomes a sweet grin. She does a little bow and says, "Okie!" Then she turns around and heads for a dark corner of the storage unit.
Dawn looks at Lina with an ornrey grin. "Lenore's curiosity is out of hand to the point that her judgement is impaired in some rather embarassing fields. There's a reason every door on this ship, especially the privy and living quarters, have locks that can't be picked from the outside. I figured I'd have to pull that card on her. She's so shy, and it's adorable, but it's a waste to see a good body be hidden behind rags, ya know?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 6:51 pm
Lina shrugged "Well mostly that's the ones that evolved without Ki or Mana to make the fire" she chuckled a bit thinking how easilly she mixed up ancient history with the average day to day lives anymore.
Lina shrugged "Perty sure I knew them, either that or that was when I decided to spend a few years of one of my retirement attempts living out of the simulator I loaded with that game..." Lina put her finger to her lips trying to remember, though given she was talking about living in the simulation it wouldn't be too surprising why she might be confusing it with her actual life.
After listening to the sisters converse Lina honestly considered being insulted at the tone Iri used when using the word Lizard. Of course the fox girl didn't know the particular term's meaning given her warped mind.
Lina glanced at Dawn after the question. "It's usually easier when you have those one time use outfits. the ones that 'accidentally' have you bust out of them at convenient times" the fox girl said, not really thinking about what she said until after she finished speaking. Her eyes widened a bit as she realized what she had just admitted to.
Lina's mind quickly tried to lock onto a distraction, and decided to play the guilt card for not having any sisters to try and dress her up. "Think I could get Lenore to dress me up?" she said with a false innocent tone that might make the girls believe she was that desperate for another girl to give her fashion advice. Given her outfit's boyish militaristic look combined with her messy hair that might not seem too far fetched to the to other women.
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 7:55 pm
(( Lot Lizard: Prostitute that hangs out in parking lots, mostly those of 24-hour truck stops, to hit up truck drivers. "Lot" I get. "Lizard" still mystifies me, but I bet there's a gross reason in there somewhere. ))
Dawn snorts and gives Lina a hearty pat on the back as she cracks up all over again. The Gale woman likes this one.
"Oh, sweetheart, I think we've all done that a time or two. Fun s**t, isn't it?" The Gale woman continues to cackle, then addresses Lina's question. "You don't want Lenore to dress you up, sweetie. It would be a mixture of chains, leather, and a few torture devices. The chick's warped, I tell you. But, I would love to help you out! No girl should go without something to make her shine!"
Of course, one has to take into account Dawn's appearance as she talks. Her dress is reminiscent of a saloon girl. The back of the dress is long, but it's only about mid-thigh length in front. And the neck line leaves little left to the imagination concerning Dawn's chest. Not only that, but the bodice of the dress pumps up her girls to the maximum. This one loves to show off herself and her fellow woman.
It's about that time that Iri steps back into the light. It's a huge difference. For the first time since enrolling herself in the GNA, Iri is wearing high heels. The heels are black and pump up her height by about three inches. She's still wearing her mesh thigh highs. But her quipao is in the bag dangling from her hands. Instead of that, she's wearing a dress of mixed fabrics. The skirt is solid black and has a slit in the back for optimum range of movement. The top part of the dress is more interesting. Black mess makes up two straps just wide enough to contain Iri but wide enough apart to give her plenty of cleavage. There's a solid band that circles her torso just below the bosom, and there's a gradually widening band that connects the bodice to the skirt going down the center of the dress in front and back. Aside from those three little strips of fabric, the top of the dress is all mesh that's just tightly woven enough to provent any obscene detail from being exposed. There's also a couple of ribbons wrapped around her forearms. They're satin ribbons that compliment the dress, but also act as a way to store her fans when they're not in use. And the fingerless gloves Iri is now wearing are reinforced to help support her wrists while using her naginata. Some details really were thought out. And Iri looks apprehensive, but she's starting to calm down.
"Seriously? I mean, it's comfortable, but how is does this compliment my profession, Dawn? How can you possibly explain this?"
Dawn snickers and makes a wide gesture with her free hand. "Ninja couture! Sexy high fashion for the kunoichi! That's what I was going for, dear. Seriously, what do you think about starting a fashion line based on ninja style? It would be fantastic!"
Iri's expression turns flat. "Nu-uh. I'm a real ninja, not a model. Find somebody else to do your dirty work, dork. I'm not getting mixed up in this. Not after your last get rich quick scheme."
A blush creeps onto Dawn's cheeks as she recalls the subject of Iri's chastising. "Oh yeah... Well, adult novelties just weren't my thing. Adult fashion, though--That's the ticket!"
The kunoichi heaves a sigh and throws her hands up in defeat. "I give up! I'll wear your dress! If anything, it'll help me in the modesty department. At this point, what would I do if my top got ripped wide open? Well, this should cure that anxiety." Iri looks to Lina. "Well? You got any input?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 8:37 pm
((I looked it up xp just figured since it's 'modern language' stuff Lina wouldn't know it, lol))
Lina tilted her head, thinking of leather armor and practical for a rai user chains on an outfit. Her mind also assumed the torture devices were for prisoner interrogation "That doesn't sound too bad actually..." Lina looked thoughtful, but upon hearing the offer Lina glanced Dawn up and down. Somewhat appreciative of the other woman's looks. Lina stuck her finger in her mouth, blowing out her cheeks as if she was inflating a baloon, her own girls deciding to go up in size a little bit, causing the zipper to slide down her crash suit a bit. She figured showing her shape-shifting tricks would make finding an outfit easier instead of the show it put on.
Lina glanced at Iri, blink blinking a few times. Really wishing that some of the jumbled memories left from from getting information from her brother wouldn't decide to show up when looking at her friends.
Lina looked at her outfit and shrugged. "If's as practical as any non armored outfit" said the militaristic minded fox-girl. She shrugged, but then again Lina would be the first to admit if anything relating to sex came up her mind went fully emotional, what she didn't admit is when suppressing her emotions if she was on a mission streaking wasn't out of the question.
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 8:04 pm
(( Not sure I'd look up something like lot lizard. O_o No telling what you'll find. If it's on Wiki, though, I assume that would be safe enough. XD ))
Nothing about Lina's reactions surprise Iri. She's starting to understand Lina more and more. Though she's not sure if Lina does it on purpose or not, she does notice that everything gets a practical, blunt, and literal answer, sometimes to the point that it's comical. And the shapeshifting is something to which she's already accustomed as well. She's got some handy tricks.
Dawn, on the other hand, flips a lid. Her eyes go wide at Lina's response to Lenore's favorite style of dress.
"You and my sister would get along, wouldn't you? Well, if you'd really like, I can help you with the domin--Oh holy s**t!!!"
The Fury had just noticed Lina's shapeshifting trick. Her eyes widen even further, this time in an expression of jealousy. Then, she reaches out and firmly puts her hands on the sides of Lina's recently grown bosom and squeezes a little. Dawn is nearly as bad as Lenore in the aspect of curiousity.
"What!? They're real!? I wanna learn how! Can all ninja chicks do that? I wanna learn, damn it!"
Iri can't help it. She doubles over laughing in much the same fashion as Dawn had earlier done. Instead of clutching her stomach, though, she wraps her arms over her chest for fear of falling out.
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 8:16 pm
((lol, like I said, didn't know till I looked it up xD))
Lina sometimes wondered how much she missed out on by randomly skipping so many years at a time of developing culture. Then again she supposed every time she actually bothered to learn the little things people managed to end up confused by her own references. Still these thoughts weren't in the girl's mind at the moment aside from noticing the comments Dawn gave her.
"Hmm? What was th..."
Lina's eyes shot wide open and she froze up at the suddenness of the Dawn's curiosity. The fur on all four of Lina's tails 'poofed' out with static adding to the effect. After a short mental reboot Lina answered.
"... they're real, and no not all Ninja chicks can make them real instead of just the illusion... and..."
Lina quickly cut herself off from mentioning any more details of some of the minor usually not noticeable side effects of such transformations.
"...Nevermind"
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