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She tossed her hair back over her shoulder with a grin. Within a blink of an eye, she'd become the thickly ruffed midnight wolf. The form that was ever her own. She crouched down on her forepaws, jet plume of her tail waving behind her as she eyed the boy. It was classic canine body language. Come play with me!

She scampered off into the forest around them, the underbrush shielding her all but for her black nose and wolf amber eyes. She seemed to be looking back over her shoulder at him coyly. Gonna get me? He could almost hear Lya's voice saying it so playfully, teasingly. And then the shadow of a wolf was gone, leaving behind the scent of forest and vanilla, oddly.

Ely flew nearby to the easiest place to start. Because it would be exactly where he'd come. Right outside his favorite place, though she hadn't stepped into it, the casually dressed Ely leaned against a tree, inspecting her nails. She pulled a brush from her bag, and ran that through her thick mane as she waited. She stood vaguely hip shot against the tree, grooming indolently. She looked almost more feline in that moment.

Boys Dorm Rooms / Re: Room 502
« on: November 07, 2012, 09:24:35 am »
Her eyes widened, and from sheer surprise, Ely turned to face Elliot. Every spirit had disappeared, which surprised the No Moon to no end. Typically, the nosy things liked sticking around for the juicy parts. She swallowed, her eyes wide as they met his. She searched for something, and didn't find it. Relaxing, she leaned slightly against the window sill.

"You're sure, cher? I know that step doesn't always equal the meaning behind that. Don't feel that it's required of you. I'd never want that." Her hand lifted, sliding over his lightly. The slender fingers tangled with his slightly.

"Otherwise, I...would love to play tag with you." She came closer wrapping her arms around him in a hug. She really did want that hug, and she let it go for a few seconds. With little to no warning, Ely had pushed Elliot down gently onto the bed, and darted away.

Her form melted into that of a raven, and she flapped to the sill. "I'll meet you at the forest, mon loup." Came her voice from the air. It winged off.

Boys Dorm Rooms / Re: Room 502
« on: November 07, 2012, 08:25:29 am »
Courageous Ely might be, even she could have her chicken out moments. The No Moon stood from the bed, placing the chick on her shoulder in an automatic movement. She paced to the window, opening it once again to feel the breeze outside, cold as it was, and hopefully clear her mind and brace herself to answer.

Back to the room, she placed her hands on the windowsill, watching out the portal. "Cher, chasing in our wolf forms is how you establish a bond, and sooner or later, how we mate to seal the bond. We do as our wild born cousins would." Ely spoke softly, fogging the window with her breath, just to watch the steam cloud it, then fade.

"Female wolves usually go into estrus at the same time of the year. All of them together. Mates get picked and weeded from the selection, until it's one male and one female. She plays coy, running off into the woods, and making the male chase her. Thus starts the courtship process.

Now, we're humans so the courtship process is longer for us, but wolves, until one of the pair perishes, only ever perform that particular dance once."
She said quietly, looking at the patch of fogged glass that she currently drew in with her fingernail. She couldn't look at him right at that moment.

Boys Dorm Rooms / Re: Room 502
« on: November 07, 2012, 07:15:09 am »
Her shapely brow rose over one of those amber eyes as she looked at him. He didn't know what he was asking. He couldn't know what that meant. There would have been no way. She flushed, her eyes huge and somehow vulnerable. The wolf inside him tuned into the pulse of her blood and the beat of her heart as it sped. She blinked and tried to speak, but failed.

Her lips parted, her tongue licking at them anxiously. "Cher, do you know...what that means to a wolf, to one of us? It's all right if you don't, and I'll explain, but I can't really let you do that blind." She said, stumbling slightly over her first words.

Boys Dorm Rooms / Re: Room 502
« on: November 07, 2012, 06:31:51 am »
Lya blushed slightly, though the rush of blood in her face remained hidden from Elliot with his back to her. She looked down at the hair in her hands, averting her eyes from the spirits, as well. The No Moon swallowed hard, her heart pattering in uneven tempo for a moment.

She spoke hesitantly because of it, softly, but easily heard. "Well, how I change now won't necessarily work for you. But how I changed the first time? Something was placed in front of me that I couldn't have unless I did so. I shifted easily to get to it. I became a wolf for the chase. And then a bird." She told him softly. None really knew how she'd shifted or why. Her father did, because he'd asked and she'd told him.

"Tell me what would make you want so badly as to chase, cher. If you had no other choice, and had to shift to get it, what would make you desire so deeply?" She said softly, one of her hands ruffling the chick slightly.

Boys Dorm Rooms / Re: Room 502
« on: November 07, 2012, 05:25:31 am »
As the fire imp popped back out of his hole to taunt the bird, Lya snapped her fingers. For just a moment, the fire imp found himself stuck and unable to disappear as he had been. He received a peck, then two, then three from Georgie before Lya's fingers snapped again. She leaned down to the little chick, beckoning to him. "Come here, ma chou." She shook her head slightly at the inappropriate imp.

She glanced at each of the spirits, smiling slightly at Aqua. If Georgie came to her hand, he gets set in her lap, She takes the baby oil, using that, as well. "Well, cher. First, if we can get you to shift when you aren't angry, you won't be violent or harm someone. Your shift won't be a bad one.

To your question, I'd like to get started right away. But you're going to help me. Tell me what you think would stir the positive side of that spectrum. When you're angry, you reach the wolf. Tell me what makes that light glow in your eyes for the better."
She told him softly. Her eyes flicked to the blood spirit outside the window, her brow raising. There's a cautious welcome there in those amber eyes. For this, the No Moon didn't hold a grudge.

Boys Dorm Rooms / Re: Room 502
« on: November 07, 2012, 04:20:27 am »
She looked at the boy, the tension in her face and body lessening by degrees as he told her the timing of this new development. She scooted closer, moving the items between them out of her way. She took the detangling brush from him, tilting his head back. She worked the tangles gently from his hair.

"Cher, I'm glad you told me this. It's going to keep getting worse until you shift fully. By then, you really will do what Gregor does. What this means is that we need to lead you to shift without outside interference. In a positive manner, rather from a roused temper and being angry. And then, we need to help you get that temper of yours under control." Ely's hands moved slowly, but with surety, detangling his mane.

"Ask your questions. And still your worry, cher." She said, massaging his head.

Boys Dorm Rooms / Re: Room 502
« on: November 07, 2012, 01:57:23 am »
Things between both became so intimate as to be entirely private. Clothes strewn over the ground, the room now in a disarray. Both now appear to be freshly showered, golden and raven locks still damp. The bed is rumpled, sheets and pillows chaotic. The room still rang with the echoes of the young lovers, if the ear but listened closely enough.

The combined scents of both linger on the air, and now they faced off with one another, closet destroyed, desk a mess, and spirits glancing worriedly between them both. The No Moon stood dressed, while the Crescent Moon gained his feet. It's a standoff.

Abandoned Town / Re: A certain item... [Niha, open, cloudy night]
« on: November 05, 2012, 06:12:13 pm »
A small ethereal face peered from behind a corner, but when Yami spoke, it disappeared again. The air had gone still in the school, as if something held it's breath.

Abandoned Town / Re: A certain item... [Niha, open, cloudy night]
« on: November 05, 2012, 04:41:02 am »
The schoolhouse is a shell of it's former self. A terrible fire happened here, and gutted good parts of this school. It has also made moving inside it exceedingly hazardous. The charred remnants of desks still linger. In the blackened ash, small footsteps trailed, in no discernible pattern. These are children's footsteps.

Eyes watch him, but the children do not particularly appear to his attention. Shy and coy, they all seem to be. They're having trouble guessing at Niha's intentions. But time has taught them caution.

Sign up / The Good Angel and The Bad Angel
« on: November 05, 2012, 01:54:33 am »
Two Sides of One Coin- The Twins

Name: Valor Destiny 'The Good Angel'
Age: 18
Gender: Female


Bio: The Good Angel, as she has been called by the woman that acted as guardian over both her sister and herself, Valor is the honorable sister, if not precisely pure and light. Long has she haunted the shadows, using the dark to ensure that it never extinguishes the light. She wields a blade that she simply calls "The Way". She wields darkness only for the best of reasons. The purity of her intent and purpose guards her path and heart from being overcome with it. She is Lady Luck to her sister's darkness, always there trying to keep the damage left in her twin's wake to the minimal she can. It doesn't often work.

ability: Bears a Keyblade she calls The Way. A power named Aura Shards sends protecting and absorbing orbs revolving around the caster. Auric Shattering breaks the guard of the targeted enemy. Dark Fire sends black flame careening around her. Shining Insight allows her to peer at the next offensive movement of her opponent, and have a chance to act to prevent or somehow damage control the siutation. Blade master.

Likes: The music of violins, studying histories, quiet, seafood, butterflies, big cities

Dislikes: Water, senseless conflict, spinelessness, cheaters

Classes: -

Clubs/activities: -

Class Rep: -

Year: 3

Equipment: A Keyblade, a backpack, a long black leather trench

strength- 125
speed- 100
intelligence- 100
energy to use ability- 75
stamina- 75
martial arts skills- 25
equipment skills- 100

Name: Vanity Astra 'The Bad Angel'
Age: 18
Gender: Female


Bio: The 'Bad Angel' of the sisters, she is manipulative, seductive and ruthless. Dark for the sake of being dark, she has embraced the shadow. Both sisters are faces of the same coin. Vanity is Lady Death, there is little doubt of this. She is vaguely Machievellian in her machinations, and enjoys pitting brother against brother, father against son, and watching the best of friends go up in flames because of her. Sex is a weapon as useful  as her Keyblade is, and she uses both masterfully.

ability: Wields a keyblade. May use the shadows to conceal her presence expertly. Web's Design allows for sight into a target opponent's next offensive move. This opens the way for preventative measures or damage control. Infernal Strike sends lightning crashing to the Earth, catching multiple opponents and stunning them. Chernabog's Wings creates a gust of air to shield the caster. Sepruchal Tones acts as the resounding deafening of bells, pressing the subject(s) down beneath the weight of the noise made for three posts. Magnetas gathers enemies in a 30 ft radius of the caster together, causing chaos and confusion. They are squeezed into a 10 ft cluster.
Likes: The night, spiders, snakes, parties, excitement, testing her wits.

Dislikes: Dull individuals, men that present no challenge to her wiles, staying still for long, bonfires, purity

Classes: -

Clubs/activities: -
Class Rep: -

Year: 3

Equipment: A Keyblade, a backpack, a long leather trench

strength- 125
speed- 75
energy to use ability- 75
stamina- 75
martial arts skills- 0
equipment skills- 150

Boys Dorm Rooms / Re: Room 502
« on: November 01, 2012, 10:42:55 pm »
Ely gave a soft sigh, her hand moving again on his skin. Her palm slid over his sides, his back, one of her nails sliding light and gentle down his spine every so often, just to send that quiver up his spine. She hid her face against his chest for a moment. Until she felt him seeking her chin.

She lifted her head slowly, looking into his eyes. She nibbled playfully at his fingers, tilting her head, and letting her lips meet his. Those amber eyes fell closed, and she made just the slightest of sounds. And fell warm and pliant in his arms. After she'd all but plastered herself to him.

Boys Dorm Rooms / Re: Room 502
« on: November 01, 2012, 09:12:50 pm »
Her face tilted itself to lay in his hand, her honey colored eyes on his. She watched them cloud, watched his color rise. And then watched him debate with himself. And saw the moment when his doubts washed over him, and that haze faded from him.

Had she known that he still thought her behavior from weakness, she might have balled up her fist and knocked sense into him. As it was, she knew the reasons for his hesitation to a point. And most of them had to do with Gregor. And that, she couldn't blame him for. Not with knowing how Elliot felt about her.

She knew that, sooner or later, she'd need to tell Elliot some of what had come clear in her mind. Not right at this moment. Right then, she didn't want to talk about it, even if it would ease him or make him happy. She wasn't ready. And after last night, she refused to do anything she wasn't ready for anymore. But she wasn't a cruel woman. And she wouldn't just leave the man unsure and wracking his conscience.

"When I was packing, I left a message for Gregor. If he cares to, he'll find it. Otherwise, it's only more proof in a pile growing higher and higher. I told him I'm not his. That I'd stopped being his when I found out that he'd never had any plans to come back to me. In order to have me, he's got a lot to overcome and prove. And from his behavior, he'd rather simply hide." She hadn't originally planned to say all fo this, but instinct said he had to know.

She looked up at him, lower lip nibbled between her teeth. And hoped that she hadn't made the wrong choice in telling him. Her hand had stilled, but lay flat against his skin. She moved closer, as close as she could, and let her face find the crook of his neck and the turn of his jaw. Here she nuzzled, and gave an audible inhalation of his scent. It was the most speaking silent gesture she could make. He wouldn't ever be anyone to her than who he was.

Boys Dorm Rooms / Re: Room 502
« on: November 01, 2012, 07:52:45 pm »
He may have laid facing her, but he wasn't looking at her. Her foot slid forward, her toes padding at his calf. Her slender legs twined with his, if he let them, and she slid closer, pressing against his form. Her hand rested against his hip, as the No Moon looked up into Elliot's face. Her face near his, Lya whispered to him. "You don't have to be shy or ashamed, cher. I won't faint because you're a male." The No Moon smiled sweetly at him, the humor of the situation in her eyes, though she's certainly not laughing at him.

Her arm bent beneath her head as a pillow, she laid her head on it, still looking up at him. Her eyes were still heavy with sleep, her form pliant with it. Her hand flattened slightly, moving in small strokes. Like the sensory creature she was, she sought his skin to play her palms and fingertips over. She watched him, blinking slowly.

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