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PostPosted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 10:35 pm



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This is the first floor of the house, as the second floor is OFF LIMITS to ANY Feli.
Should any Feli venture up there, all they would see is darkness, they would be unable to enter any room.

And since this has been challenged in the past because of Gallion's dead, it has NOTHING to do with Gallion. It is the result of a plot by me, not the remaining results of one by Winter.
The upstairs is going to be revealed, but only when the plot pieces fall into place, and at no other time.

The mytery room can be gained access to via a door under the stairs.
The contents are... well... nothing. The walls, ceiling and floor appear to shine like under water, but no furniture is in the room, nothing at all save for a few seashells.

In the Living Room, there is a fireplace, a bow window to the side of that, and various chairs. In particular, there is a red velveteen chair and matching sofa.

In the Kitchen, the usual implements apply, all specially fitted so that the Felis may gain access. Who did this, no one knows, but no one complains at the constantly stocked fridge and larder!

In the Conservatory, pieces of lattice furniture make the day, as well as a veritable jungle of potplants. Even in the midst of winter, this room is warm.

In each Parlour, furniture matching that of the Living Room is dotted about, as well as a huge bookshelf in the left parlour. Why is it there? What do the books say? No one knows.
 
PostPosted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 9:21 pm


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PostPosted: Mon Feb 27, 2006 6:35 am


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The hidden room rippled as if beneath some unseen tide. The walls shimmered with the constant movement of light, the toying as if the very plaster were liquid, ever changing.
The floor was as the sea floor, soft to the touch, yet firm enough to hold the patterns worn into it. No furniture marked the place, nothing about save a few oddly formed rocks and a gathering of two Felis and four bundles.

The elder of the Felis took up far more of the room than the average Feli. He stood not much below an elder, and a pair of huge, angelic wings lay folded on his back, flames licking at the feathers, harming them not.
It had been a fair few weeks for the Guardian of Summer. First kidnapped by a manifestation of hatred of two he had once called friends, made to see another suffer the same, made a father, knocked out in a wall of flame, and, the worst blow of all, he had lost his most beloved sibling.
Lacia, the ice to his flame, the continuation of his mind, was gone, and he had not seen her in those last moments. Fear toyed at his mind, that she had been unhappy, that her dreams, her wishes had been lost, unfulfilled. Mourning, too, rose heavy in his thoughts, so deep, so grievous he knew not how to express it, to acknowledge it.
The chief emotion, however, was anger. Neela- she had been at fault, and she had escaped. He would make her face what she had done. He would make her pay.

In the meantime, he watched over Lacia's legacy- those divisions of herself that the storm's energy had brought to life. In two in particular he recognised some inkling of her purpose, her spirit. One of these he had curled his huge form around. He would never leave it. Like his own he would raise that bundle, that little piece of his sister.
The others, however, he needed to find others to watch over, others whom he could trust.


His own son made company for the injured Guardian, the kit poking around the room as his still groggy father thought.
Long was a curious young thing, and though his curiosity had not yet developed into the social senses that would allow him knowledge of his papa's true pain, it allowed him plenty of thought into the odd rocks, with their pock-marked surfaces, the holes worn into their surfaces.
Clambering to the top of one, he called to Hephaes, grinning.
"Dad, why's this rock bigger than that one?" he suddenly burst out.

Yes, the room behind the stairs boasted more life than it had in the time since it's door suddenly appeared after Siye was banished.


Dark Fire Angel
Going into the water room under the stairs hadn't truly been a priority within Aithne's mind, however, she suddenly felt quite curious about it; last time a caller had appeared, the room had followed suit, thus, within her mind, the Phoenix seraph was quite curious to know if something similarly strange had happened during either her absense or upon her return.

Thus so she trotted along down the hallway, her earlier venturing into the light of day and her conversation with Riddick having done her well, as was obvious within her sparkling eyes. Upon reaching the door in question though, she paused, looking behind her.


There, trailing swiftly behind her mother was Kalapi, however, instead of trotting gracefully, she.... ran. Quite ungracefully, at that, to keep up, "Mommy, where's daddy? And where are we going?"

"I'm not sure love," a pause as she lowered her head, nuzzling her daughter, "I'm going to check something in here, Kala... you ARE allowed to venture more than 2 meters away from me, you are aware of this, aren't you? The house's quite safe, no one's going to do you wrong... feel free to look around," it amused the seraph that her daughter had not detatched herself from her person for more than a few moments since birth, however, as soon as the young peacock-kit lifted her head up in confussion, almost as if not understanding WHY her mother would tell her to look around, Aithne let out a sigh, "Or you can come on in with me, I suposse."

This seemed to please the kit, for she wormed her way into the room as soon as her mother nosed the door open; what awaited her inside caused her to pause in awe though not for long, for her father's figure was suddenly plain in view and she ran towards him, snuggling into his side, never opening her mouth but once, and only to release a soft, barely heard mewl.

Aithne followed her daughter briefly, allowing the door to close behind her and though she she frowned slightly at the site, it wasn't from anger, but worry, "Are you thinking too hard?" she'd found him prone to do so, after all...


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Prevented from answering his son by the sudden flinging into his form of a tiny form, Hephaes allowed a small smile to slip through his grief, his anger.
"Hello," that deep voice greeted the little peacock-Feli, softened with affection.
It seemed even in the depths of his anger, the Guardian could not turn his children away. Or his mate. No smile was needed here, he felt, instead, he met her gaze with his own, solemnly, anger hidden, boiling in his blood rather than his eyes.
"There is much to think of."
His eyes strayed upwards. Oh, he knew of the room newly opened upstairs, but had not yet ventured there. He had spent too much time being beaten about and knocked around to undertake any physical movement without clear thought, made impossible by the thumping in his head since he had regained consciousness, out in that shadowy vale in the forest.

One paw moved to rest on a dark bundle, white words scrawled across it's surface. His niece or nephew, a sixth child to be loved.


Upon his perch, Long acknowledged his mother and sister by jumping a short distance into the air, rather precarious when stood elevated from the ground to begin with.
Miraculously, he landed with his footing secure, and launched into greeting them.
"Mama! Guess what? I can climb these rocks, and they're bumpy!" he exclaimed, before allowing the afterthought of;
"Hello!"


Dark Fire Angel
A small squeal of happiness was Heph's response from his daughter as she kept on rubbing the side of her head against his large figure; and wow THESE wings were BIGGER than mommy's, which meant more space to hide under! A giggle bubbled up, though she soon enough detatched herself from under her father's wings in order to see just what her brother was talking about. However... exploring the room was not in her list of priorities, while snuggling against her paternal figure was, thus she remain firmly nuzzles on his two front paws.

"Perhaps..." a pause followed before she neared her mate, laying down by his side, "I saw her fall," the words were soft murmured as she took the moment to nuzzle the side of his head, however, her attention was soon enough placed upon the lithe dragon boy, "No, really? Bumpy? you don't say..." a smile greated Long as she regarded him, "Do you think they're any diferent fromt he ones outside?"

"They're just rocks thu..." the peacock's voice was soft, humble and as soon as she'd spoken, she blushed and hid her face against her father's chest, for some reason, suddenly shy again, "I thought rocks were just rocks, what's special about these?" her voice could still be heard, muffled through the firey pelt she'd pressed herself against, and though she took the risk of peeking at them all again, she soon enough re-hid herself again, purring slightly.

Aithne's gaze had drifted towards the bundles, however,s he suddenly frowned, "Four? I only saw three when she..." she didn't finish her phrase and instead tilted her head. Perhaps she'd seen wrong? She'd been under a lot of stress at the time, after all.


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PostPosted: Wed May 17, 2006 5:12 am


Windleton yawned, his eyes half open he brang a small paw to his mouth as he made the small movement with parting his maw and waving his paw in front of it. almost danty like. He liked the early morning.. it was peaceful..quiet and no loud or messy feli were ever up at this time. His brow formed a V on his face when the last bit came across his mind.. Ice loved to rough him up, he was a big old galute! Never in his days had he met a most disqusting sloppy feli!.
He stared out over the grass, watching the colors move across the sky, his tail curved around his paws, back straight! must not have bad posture, especially for such a dignified feli such as ones self. He found himself smiling and puffing his fur up at the thought of that, catching his actions he quickly returned his face to the half frown and pointed his nose back up in the air.

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PostPosted: Wed May 17, 2006 5:19 am


BATEEKH had been curled leisurely by the window, soft watermelon fur soaking up the golden sunlight. It had been a morning for lazing around and doing little in particular, but now the thought had come to her: Let me do something more interesting.

And so now, she untangled herself from the shadows and the light, leapt down from the windowsill with sinuous grace. She sought entertainment of some sort, whether it be in the form of food, conversation or natural disaster.

It was as she stalked across the floorboards, that she noticed an unusually stiff shadow and the even stiffer back of a blue feli. Her tail whipped snake-like, with sudden wicked delight. Slowly, like a tiger she stalked, and as she drew closer to the stranger, her tail lashed again, aiming to hit at an infinitely pokeable spot in the feli's side, calculated to surprise him out of perfect posture.
PostPosted: Wed May 17, 2006 5:38 am


Windleton was very much enjoying the light rays of the sun as they entered the horizon 'my indeed what a beautiful day' he thought to himself.
He enjoyed his daily routine, watching the sunrise, eating a proper breakfast, his walk around the feli house... He was going though the same routine he always did in the morning, when he felt it! Something had ruffled up his fur! A shock ran though his spine as she made contact with his side! It had to be Ice! but it was too early for ice! Ice should be snoreing out back the feli house!
"Well I say!" he said wiping his head around to stare at a very colorful coated feli... He scowled looking down at the spot and then back up at her, his back still straight, his fur glistened all in place except for the one tiny spot where it was ruffled, small pieces of fur sticking up and out. He quickly licked it back into place before looking back up at the new feli... "Come now Ice, that truely was uncalled for this early in the morn" It wasn't until he caught the glimpse of pink and green fur that he realised that it wasn't Ice at all but a fem of very unsual coloring.
Color entered his cheeks and his mouth hung open for a moment before he corrected the error and closed it shut with a tink of teeth. How could he make a mistake such as this! How embarrassing!
"I am dreadfully sorry miss!" He said with a bit of surprise in his voice.

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PostPosted: Wed May 17, 2006 5:45 am


HER LAUGHTER was rich and warm, like golden teak spiced with the piquantly wicked hint of lime. "But I am not the least bit sorry," she said, tail swiping the air in patterns of amusement at the other feli's embarrassment. "Do you have a name? What is this Ice that you speak of? Is it food?" As an afterthought, she admitted, "I am rather hungry."
PostPosted: Wed May 17, 2006 6:00 am


Windleton's eyes widened with surprise as the fem attacked him with all sorts of questions! not sorry! He looked over her trying to sort out what she was asking in his head.
"What, what... I dear say miss, you are not making a wee bit of sence this morn." He said looking over her unsual coat, it reminded him of something.. something he had seen before? He turned himself slowly in her direction so that he could sit in front of her. He did though, happen to catch the question that had to do with a name! And boy did he love to give out his name... It was a rare moment indeed! Not many asked him for his name, and he did enjoy a good first impression.
"I.. " He said pauseing "my lady, am Sir Windleton the first, I am very pleased to make your aquintance.... Miss....?" He said draging out the last word to indicate a question for her name.

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PostPosted: Wed May 17, 2006 6:09 am


"BATEEKH. I am given to understand my name is a reference to watermelons. Why, I can hardly begin to imagine." Another leisurely tail swipe through the air, the last piece of slight sarcasm was spoken almost airily. She circled the blue male twice as she spoke, before doing a single turn by herself. Finally, she settled herself comfortably on the ground, and subjected him to closer examination.

"Sir Windleton? And how indeed did you come upon -that- name?" She adopted an expression that was all polite curiosity. She tilted her head, feigning to be all eyes and ears, but in truth, there was a slight skance to her eyes, that indicated she was surreptitiously eyeing a bug crawling across the floor.
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