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Post by Alexander "Alexi" Kain on Nov 1, 2012 19:18:29 GMT -5
Words;; 524
Tags;; Levi Garner and Modlike peoples (I think)
Eggs;; None
Layout by Kuroya Notes;; *first thread in the haunted house* All right, this is Alexi getting here. In style. The Mienfoo is actually a zombie and Natalie's, but Kuro's just too lazy to make a minisprite right now. Minisprite updated.
"Remind me again why the fuck I signed up for this," Alexander grumbled under his breath, the Zebstrika Gijinka bringing a single hand up to rub at his face, his coal eyes closed and a low growl rumbling out of his chest at the feel of the soft fur of his gloves. At his side, Octavian was quiet, the little Deerling's ears flickering every which way as he tried to pinpoint the source of every noise in this creepy place. He wasn't skittish, fairly brave for his species, but there was only so much Octavian could take before he would crack. It was night, of course, the best time for sneaking in, though he was well aware that he was welcome to come. Still, he had heard that some strange shit was going down here, so when he was told to go investigate, he had agreed willingly enough. Though that wasn't exactly the problem right now.
No, that would have to be the ridiculous getup he was currently in. Seriously, he knew he had to go undercover for this, but a full outfit? What the fuck were they thinking? And of course his best friend had thought it was okay to stick him in the stupidest outfit he could come up with. He didn't really think he wanted to know why it was that the other male had had possession of a set of black cat ear headband, black cat tail clip-on, and black cat paw gloves, but that was what he was in now. The tail was, in fact, knocking against his legs with every step he took, and he had to fight the urge to shiver even in his blue riding jacket. Sure, he had turned down the rest of the outfit, which had been a tight black leather thing that left little to the imagination, but still, it was a cold night. He was being smart in keeping as much of himself covered as he could. The Kain scowled as he turned his coal eyes over his surroundings again, wondering just what it was that made people so eager to come here, when he suddenly started at movement from behind a headstone, his hands fisting and sparks dancing instinctively over his skin to try to protect himself.
A green head and red-tinted eyes had the Zebstrika Gijinka calming again. It was only the Mienfoo he had taken out as a favor to a friend of his in Team Rocket, a deaf woman who had asked him to take Norrington - the strangely colored Mienfoo that had startled him - out for some exercise. Damn, that thing just came out of nowhere. "You better not cause me trouble," he grumbled, the sparks sinking back into his skin and his hands dropping again, the fur of the gloves brushing against his bare legs underneath his beige Bermuda shorts again. "Stupid Mienfoo." Norrington just snorted quietly but waited where she was. She didn't have to listen to this man if she didn't want to, she was only here because her Trainer had asked her to go. She could leave any time she wanted to...
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Post by Levi Garner on Dec 11, 2012 16:56:17 GMT -5
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"Because the idea of a stranger handing out free candy appeals to you," Levi mused, hand lightly smacking the back of Alexi's head as he joined the male. He wasn't necessarily here to help the dark haired male, all he had been told was to sort of watch over him and to see how well he did on his own. In the back of his mind though, it felt as if they were anticipating trouble and the fact that they were here in the middle of the night it did nothing to quell the anxiousness that stirred within him. The smallest of noises would make his ears twitch, blue eyes sweeping across the darkness in a futile attempt to locate the source of the noise. He wasn't all that concerned, but for once in his life the male would have liked to get out of a mission without being attacked by something.
And while he was grateful for the candy that had showed up on his doorstep, Levi was definitely not in the mood for this. The blonde hadn't even bothered to dress up, those that offered to find him a costume were met with a death glare. He would rather be curled up in his room drinking coffee and reading a book, instead he was in a creepy house ready to electrocute anything that came within a ten foot radius of him.
If electricity wasn't enough, the teenager had other plans. Levi wasn't the kind of guy who would walk around totally unprepared, if anything the male seemed ready to crush his opponents with everything he had, too bad none of them would see it coming. "Let's just get this over with, please." He began quietly, eyes scanning the area once more. "It's cold and I'm half tempted to just knock the house over with a Wailord and call it a day."
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