Kyrie Blaze
Adept
Ex-Shadow Dragon
Sív pide köd. And I Shall Choose Love.
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Post by Kyrie Blaze on Sept 2, 2013 15:24:31 GMT -8
. o O ( Again, this is "non-canon", but you could totally consider it a dream for your character. One giant flustercuck of a combined dream. Feel free to run about; I'm sure we'll all meet up one way or another! )
Kieran scrubbed his face as he stared at the open door to his room. His last thought had been what Scarlet - anyone, he realized with a sinking feeling in his heart, especially concerning... - would think of her...now that she was a he. At his core, he was the same person, so it...shouldn't, and hopefully wouldn't matter. But there was still that feeling of trepidation.
Palming the door frame, he looked in and called out, quietly: "Scarlet..?"
Removing his hand, he slowly stepped in and gently began setting the sheets on his bed to rights, looking around for his tiny companion as he did so. Better to face the day than try to hide away. Kieran may not have been entirely comfortable being a guy, now, but, he wasn't going to let it stop him from doing what he had to do.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Sept 24, 2013 22:30:52 GMT -8
Al- short for Alcatraz. That was what he was calling himself. Bastille was too feminine sounding. So he chose a name that worked- one similar to his old one, but something he could at least shorten without any worries of someone finding his identity. Al or Alec- he was still deciding. Anyhow, He had successfully gathered two lovely ladies and even two rather striking gentlemen as a posse. Wearing an open blouse, some tight jeans, a gun holster without the gun in it, and an argyle scarf around his neck. He also had ....aviators. If anyone knew Bastille they would know that THOSE were her authentic 1940's British vintage aviator sunglasses. Thick mid rim and all. With a swag in the step and two dull knifes strapped in hidden places- Alec paraded up and down the dragon market place with his possey. Being unrecognized by all- Alec took the liberty of keeping his new found friends close and acting like the new mod boss in charge. "Who will join me?!- Tonight we celebrate our living souls so that if we die tomorrow, we will know we cannot regret it! Bring your wine and your women and ....your men! To Aryn's brothel- our kind host" Truth was Alec really should have talked to Aryn first...and made sure she was a 'he'- oh god....the more times Bastille looked at her the closer and closer sh- he got closer to 'tapping' it. Always the appreciative sort. "No takers?" People were staring at them like they were mad. Alec let out a dramatic sigh. "You're loss- I can guarantee no Barker interruption but I guess I'll just have a hot love fest with these four divine fellows at the temple of Aphrodite....perhaps the gods will be more appeasing?" Strike that, he knew they would be. He was one. When people just turned away, Alec sighed again and looked at his posse. Any fun ideas...? They looked just as confused - if not significantly drugged- and Alec swore he had...well he might have had some part in that, but regardless they were no help now. "Oh well, I have another idea... and I need you four's help-....I am going to get pictures and snap nudes of everyone of my friends so we have to be diligent. ...simply not enough hours in a day to get everyone naked and snapped without their permission- COME ON LETS GO..." He snapped and shrugged. "Being a guy is too much fun" anime reference playby link[ooc: why yes, that is neil patrick harris........>3]
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