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((I've made a new character (Juliet) and added it to my first post, hope she's alright c: Oh and if she is accepted how does she and Skadi meeting up sound Moondancer? She'll come and visit his lair c:))

((Sounds good ^^))

((Brill thanks, I've got to go to now because I'm meeting a friend tomorrow, but I will try and post either tomorrow morning or evening (GMT), sorry to make you wait, I hope you don't mind too much))

[Zaphod Riker]

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Kit saw Myrine fall, and immediately rushed over to see what was wrong. "You alright?" he asked, slightly concerned about the wellbeing of the kitsune, who seemed to be in pain. "You kind of landed awkwardly, but I'm no doctor, so I can't examine you." He held out his hand so she could pull herself up, and gave her a reassuring smile. "The name's Kit. Well, Christopher Moreno, but nobody calls me that. Who are you?" He'd never seen another kitsune before, since most of them tended to be from Japan, so it was always nice to see somebody of his own species in London.

"If you don't mind me asking, what brings you to London?" he asked, genuinely interested. There weren't really that many people who were around his age, so it was a reasonably good change to see somebody who he could hopefully make friends with.

((Sorry for the amazingly short post, but I need to go now. I'll be on tomorrow, so see you then. :3))

(I'm sorry I typed kitsune, she's a kitsune on a different RP, and I got confused XD

Myrine Peregine


Myrine looked at Kit, and smiled underneathe all the bandages. "I'm fine...."
She said, and used her TurtleStaff as a crutch. "I'm Myrine Peregine, but call
me Myrine." The turtle-shifter said, introducing herself. She extended a grey
bandaged hand, smiling underneathe the normal layer of cloth she wore to
hide her identity.

"London? Oh, yeah, I'm here because they don't accept me back home." She
says. To Myrine, it was an over-explaination, and not something that should
be discussed further, but, being a social butterfly, she was also open to any
questions. "I think I'll live, I've gotten hit by a car before... always make it
certian that they aren't coming when you're distracted by crazy handwriting
on a letter." Myrine said, her one visible eye twinkling with happiness, normal.

[Hobo!]

Luna smirked lightly and patted Asher's head. "This place just looks so lame nobody comes here." She said, going over to the female area. She picked up a low-cut dress. It was a light blue, not like her eyes, but more of a powdery color. She looked at the tight curves at the waist, and bigger, more flamboyant area on top. She nodded lightly, smiling with her small, pink lips. "Lovely. I like this." She said, draping it over her arm and checking the price. "Ey'. Can I jus' take this?" She asked the creature up front. He looked up at the seemingly tattered thing and shrugged, Luna rejoicing about the extra set of party clothes. "I'mma takin' a casual one too. You just get this?" She asked, taking out a few pounds form her pocket and picking up a dark blue, more modest dress that was for every day wear instead of a party. She put the crumpled money on the counter, looking toward Asher "So, Rust. You found anything?" She asked, looking around.

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~ Juliet Connelly ~
Jules had never thought it would come to this. Fraternising with a demon was pratically unthinkable, even for the fallen, but Juliet had always taken risks, as was proven by her blackened wings. "Skadi," she called out, her voice clear and confident with a subtle rough undertone. "I have a question to ask of you," she was gathering quite a few animals, vermin to most, around her. There was a rat perched on her right shoulder and another calmly seated on her left up-turned palm. She seemed quite fond of them as they did her. Maybe it was their mutual expereince of darkness, or th fact that they were both scum, or quite plainly that anyone who visited Skadi was not expected to return and was grateful for comfort, even from rats.
She stepped further into the darkness, all that was illuminated was the distant figure of Skadi, a chair placed in front f him. A shaft of light from the deck above flitered through the broken ceiling onto his face. "Condemned to darkness," muttered Jules, recalling the last three words spoken to her before she became one of the fallen. She snapped out of the flash-back and found herself nearing Skadi. She looked into his black eye with her grey ones. She sat in the chair. Nightmares came from memories of that chair, deaths caused by deals, but Juliet did not want a deal, she wanted answers. She looked at him, expecting him to speak, though knowing it was she who must first ask the questions. Skadi always spoke last. She shivered in his presence, for one who's face plagued many people's nightmares, his features were strangely enticing, beautiful yet sharp with neat definition. Her shiver halted and she stared at him. "I would appreciate it if you wouldn't lie to me today, I need your answers and I need them honestly. I am not going to bargain with you or seal any contract. I only need answers. Those are my rules," and with that she crossed her legs and set the two rats on the floor. They scurried to Skadi's side. Her wings weren't visible, she'd retracted them, it wa sin some fleeting hope the demon would not be able to tell what she was. It was ludicrous. She reeked of angel, and he reeked of demon. Millions of years of battling history had left the two races divided and distinct. They could tell each other apart on the widest radius, and the very closeness of Juliet and Skadi set her senses reeling.

[bubiza]

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Kit smiled at the turtle shifter, amazed at the fact she was so unique. It wasn't that often you met somebody who shifted into a turtle, since most people chose some sort of canine or cat. "Never been hit by anything before, but I have smuggled aboard things before. One time I almost made it to Paris, except they found me and sent me back." he explained, glancing at her TurtleStaff. He was memorized by it, and thought it was pretty awesome. "So, what part of the area are you from? I suppose if you check my family history far back enough, you'll find some sort of family in Japan, but for all I know I'm from here, with a small part of Italy in me, thus my surname. Or it could be Spain. I'm not to sure, to be honest."

He hadn't really got any idea, to be honest, since Kit wasn't the brightest spark in the land, but it didn't really bother him that much. He had his music and his friends, and that was good enough for him. He looked around at the artificial sky again, trying to think of something to say to help bring the conversation on, although for once, he was kind of out of ideas. Most of the people he knew either liked bragging about their own talents, or were in no means of making conversation. Myrine was in none of these categories, which made her stand out.
"So... What do you like doing?" Kit asked rather feebly. "Like, what are your hobbies?"

[Moondancer]

~Skadi~

Skadi leaned back in his own chair, watching with curiosity as the fallen angel approached him. As she sat down, he stretched his arm out, allowing one of the rats as his side to clamber on to his shoulder. Outwardly, he seemed as calm as normal, even as every sense he had screamed 'wrong, wrong!' at the presence of an angel this close to him; they weren't known for their compassion towards demons, after all.

Watching the angel unblinkingly, Skadi smiled. "You're a long way from home, little bird" he said, scratching the rat on his shoulder behind the ear. It was obvious she was fallen; no true angel would come to him for help. He raised an eyebrow at the angel's request, curious as to what answers she could want from him, but nodded at the same time. "I can give answers" he said "No deals, or contracts; but I still require payment. Now what could an angel possibly give me?"

[intriguing]

((No problem Llama c: Oh and Moondancer, sorry this one's short, I just suddenly got inspired on the last post, that's gone away now. Let's hope my muse comes back again soon
EDIT: I added a few lines, hope you didn't start your reply already, but don't worry if you did, I can edit them out again c:)))

~ Juliet Connelly ~
Juliet's eye twitched as he smiled, it was as if she were forcing herself not to glare at him. "Wonderful observation," muttered Jules, rolling her grey eyes with a sigh, She rolled her shoulders back, the dull ache in her back ceasing as her wings spread from behind her. She shut her eyes for a second, the pain always got to her worse than most angels, fallen or otherwise, she assumed a mistake had been made when she died, she'd been sent to the wrong place, she wasn't cut out for angel business, as wa proven not only by the curse on her winged body, but her location at the present time. "Well that my dear depends on your price, three answers is all I need and I'm open to your demands," she said, but her heart was beginning to beat a fraction faster. Her voice wasn't faltering, but her mind was. Name your price. It was horrible. She could turn back from Skadi, she didn't have to do this, but the only reason she came was the fact that she felt compelled to get her answers. Jules shut her eyes again barely for a fraction a second, but she had steadied her heart rate and steadied her nerves. She hated it down here in the darkness, the consumption of the pure black was all she felt every time her wings came out. The pure lack of light, lack of colour, lack of anything, and it burned into her soul, she felt the pain more than any other angel simply because it was pain she had felt before, pain she knew. She opened her eyes before the memories of her life could flitter onto her closed lids. She didn't want to remember all those years ago, she didn't have to remember if she didn't want to.
"Make it four questions, I've changed my mind," she said impusively, the minute she said it she regretted it, she felt weak, as if he was alreayd twisting things to his advantage, when in reality, he had barely spoken. She just didn't want to relive what had already died.

[bubiza]

ѕĸylα

"Course I am!" she replied confidently. Skyla was mesmerized by everything in the room, and it reminded her of Aladdin's lair. She had been told the story in her first year of school, and had immediately dismissed it since he needed a carpet to fly, instead of investing in a pair of wings. That's how Skyla thought, and in fact most tomboyish kinds; practicality first as opposed to looking good. Although, deep down inside, Skyla knew she had a streak of girlishness inside, and did sometimes worry about her appearance. Hopefully one day, she thought, that she would be able to work out what everything is and discover it all, but right now she needed to focus on the government and their intentions. After all, she could be spending one minute looking at everything and the next being blown to smithereens because she hadn't done anything in time.

Tucking in her shirt and stretching her wings out, Skyla immediately switched into focus mode. She'd already made a fool of herself by messing up her trick, and is she lost focus, could hold Lee up yet again. Hopefully she wouldn't do that this time, since before it had been an embarrassing experience for her. OK, Skyla, focus. If you panic beforehand it'll just suck. So snap out of it. She stuck a falsetto grin on her face and flew outside, hovering and waiting for Lee to come out so she could do something worthwhile with her life, as opposed to not doing anything all day except crashing into people's homes.

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"Good, good." Sam said, jumping up and shifting through the cupboard to find more firearms. She threw out a rifle onto the ground, and then grabbed a Swiss Army Knife and a shotgun. "Should be enough, I should hope." she said. "The gun's for you Andy. If you need help, then just ask, m'kay?" She saw that Dylan was about to argue, and immediately stopped him from getting any further. "If I let you use a gun, Dyls, then chances are you'd blow my head of with it. I don't trust you with one. Anyway, we better get going." Sam was beginning to get excited now, and kept switching forms between human and an African Wild Dog, the form she was most comfortable in. She had always been different, since most shifters found comfort as wolves or lions, but being a wild dog suited her better. She has no idea why, it just did, and she liked being reasonably different.

"Right. We need to go to the clock shop a couple of roads away, because that's where we can get more help. Maybe we'll get listened to if more of us get involved." Of course, this was unlikely to happen, as the government simply didn't care, but she didn't want to worry Andy away. She knew Dylan would be fine, since she could wrap him round her finger, but if this was going to work, she would need all the help she could get.

[Zaphod Riker]

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Kit smiled at the turtle shifter, amazed at the fact she was so unique. It wasn't that often you met somebody who shifted into a turtle, since most people chose some sort of canine or cat. "Never been hit by anything before, but I have smuggled aboard things before. One time I almost made it to Paris, except they found me and sent me back." he explained, glancing at her TurtleStaff. He was memorized by it, and thought it was pretty awesome. "So, what part of the area are you from? I suppose if you check my family history far back enough, you'll find some sort of family in Japan, but for all I know I'm from here, with a small part of Italy in me, thus my surname. Or it could be Spain. I'm not to sure, to be honest."

He hadn't really got any idea, to be honest, since Kit wasn't the brightest spark in the land, but it didn't really bother him that much. He had his music and his friends, and that was good enough for him. He looked around at the artificial sky again, trying to think of something to say to help bring the conversation on, although for once, he was kind of out of ideas. Most of the people he knew either liked bragging about their own talents, or were in no means of making conversation. Myrine was in none of these categories, which made her stand out.
"So... What do you like doing?" Kit asked rather feebly. "Like, what are your hobbies?"

Myrine Peregrine


"Oh, I'm from a small island off of Europe. I'm not sure if there's a ship representing it, though." Myrine says, and smiles underneath the bandages. "Kings and related still fly there, and my family was entrusted with the duty of making sure every parcel gets to where it's going." The turtle-shifter says proudly. "I'm mostly Lithuanian, and my family moved to that island when I was five... but we were exiled, so that's kinda why I wear this stuff. Never know who's around, y'know?" She asks, tilting her head to the side.

"As for what I like... Turtles, Skiing, turtles, mail..." She says, counting with her fingers. Myrine looks back and forth, then morphs herself into the medium-sized bleu turtle form she has. Turtle-Myrine stands up, and looks around again. An innocent bystander can easily mistake this form for a mutant, since turtles can't stand on two legs, and don't have fists...

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[bubiza]

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Kit nodded, and tried to work out where exactly what island she was talking about. "Ah yes, I know where you mean. Kind of."he said, hoping to sound somewhat confident. "I've always wanted to go to that part of the world, except now it's a ship, obviously." He looked down at the ground again, kicking the road with his boots. He needed a new pair, but just simply didn't have the money. Most creatures didn't, in fact. Instead they had to live with it, but Kit's stuf was at least two years old and starting to fall apart.

"And as for me... Well, I like music, especially playing it, and um... Well, making new friends actually. he replied. He turned into his kitsune form so he could stretch his tails out and also to show Myrine his creature form. Shivering, he sniffed a bit and looked around. "It's cold on London. Hopefully one day I can travel somewhere else that's a lot warmer."

((If the grammar or stuff's really bad, or there's loads of typos, it's because I'm on my iPod. So sorry about that and if it doesn't make sense whatsoever. :3 ))