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Post by Tetroneaque Tailchaser on Jul 21, 2009 2:13:47 GMT
Tetroneaque was feeling down yet again. He hadn't made any real friends since he woke up on the shore. Sure he'd met people and such, but they always seemed to forget about him. Frankly it was starting to get to the kitsune. Also, he seemed to be the only kitsune in the area too which only seemed to compound his loneliness. Today he was simply pick pocketing pretty much everyone and everything that crossed his path in town.
The little masked kitsune passed by yet another person, slipping the contents of the person's pockets into his own palms and into his robe. The person never even noticed. Tetroneaque frowned behind his mask.
Gah! They don't even notice when I take their things. Hell, a little chase would be great to liven things up. Maybe I should just try to get drunk again... maybe they got something stronger since my last visit. Nah, I'm getting tired of that bar. I need something different to do! His thoughts were a whirl as he slunk through the streets, absentmindedly pocketing whatever he could without even thinking about it. He didn't even care if the items were valuable anymore.
Maybe I need to attempt to find an entrance into that alternate world some of the folk keep talking about. I wonder how that work?
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Post by Thelxiepeia Doxiadis on Jul 22, 2009 8:44:47 GMT
Lexi bowed once more to her assembled crowd and graciously pointed to a ‘if you liked the show, please leave me a shiny object’ sack slightly behind her. The crowd began to dissipate, most leaving at least one shiny object in the sack. Lexi had that affect on people, especially when she laced her songs with tinges of gratitude, adoration, love, and jealousy. The see-through ‘may as well not even be there’ white dress she was “wearing” helped too.
She folded her wings and pulled the draw strings on the sack to close it. She hefted it up, slinging it over one shoulder. Normally after a concert Lexi would head to the Demens Inn, get piss drunk, and, occasionally, bring home a victim. Unfortunately, Lexi was banned from the Inn again. It wasn’t her fault if people decided to get into fights to get her attention…It was still too early to go home though, and she was bored. It had been a while since she had met anyone worthy of attention, as a meal or otherwise.
Lexi made her way to the market, contemplating whether or not to buy something to soothe her boredom. She wove between the various stalls and storefronts, not looking for anything in particular. Every now and again, some trinket would catch her eye: a small locket, a child’s violin with a missing string, a particularly vicious looking pair of knives, a flask claiming to contain a werewolf’s blood. She paused the longest before the collection of knives. It took all her willpower to not buy them on the spot; she would come back later while disguised. Lexi, after all, had an ‘I’m not a cannibalistic murderer, you’re thinking of my sisters’ appearance to maintain. The knives did remind her that she needed to purchase some food, though, again for appearances sake.
She approached a meat stall, setting her sack down so she could examine the wares. The sack slumped and its string caught on the stall, causing it to open slightly. A small gold figurine in the shape of a bird fell out. Lexi took no notice; she was too busy arguing with the vendor about quality, quantity, and price. Besides, no one would be stupid enough to steal from her…
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Post by Tetroneaque Tailchaser on Jul 22, 2009 20:35:42 GMT
Tetroneaque was still in his funk, simply doing things by instinct. He passed by Lexi and scooped up the little bird statue with one of his tails as he passed by, pulling it up into his robe and into one of the many hidden pockets. He didn't even slow his walk.
After a few more steps he smiled. The weight of whatever he had just stolen, compared to its size, meant it was real gold. That was always nice to get. Personally he preferred silver even if it was technically worth less, but free gold was free gold after all.
At least I'll have some nice new shiny things to add to my collection after this walk.
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Post by Thelxiepeia Doxiadis on Jul 23, 2009 6:23:15 GMT
“…and another thing, you call this tender?” Lexi poked a piece of “high quality” meat on the vendor’s stall. The vendor was cowering a little, but holding steadfast in his prices. Lexi could respect his unwillingness to haggle, even if it annoyed the hell out of her. She was about to lay into the vendor again when a purple blur in the corner of her eye caught her attention. In her experience, oddly colored blurs meant one of those freaks who had crossed over from another world. Perhaps that was what she needed to break the boredom. It would be quite satisfying to rip the creature’s heart out then attempt to eat it before it faded.
Lexi turned her head to take a better look at the blur. Unfortunately, whatever it was had passed behind her so she turned her head the other way…just in time to watch Tetroneaque scoop up one of her hard stolen/earned gold trinkets. Lexi was dumbstruck and could only watch as the thief continued to walk on. The vendor took advantage of Lexi’s distraction to grab some of his more expensive wares and find a place to hide until she left.
Lexi opened her mouth to yell at the thief, but no sound came out. Her mind reminded itself that if she didn’t snap out of it, Tetroneaque would vanish into the crowd. Lexi cleared her throat and shook her head. She picked up her sack and dashed after the thief. Lexi decided she didn’t want to draw attention to herself of the thief; she wanted to deal with him personally.
She fell into pace a couple steps behind Tetroneaque. “You know, its not nice to take things that are mine…” Lexi whispered, lacing her voice with a subtle mixture of curiosity, fear, and anger.
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Post by Tetroneaque Tailchaser on Jul 23, 2009 19:46:45 GMT
Tetroneaque's eyes went wide behind his mask. Someone had actually spotted him stealing for once! It had been so long since that happened he'd almost forgot what to do.
This is going to be fun! He thought to himself excitedly. He turned his head a little to look at who had spoken and saw a rather attractive... well female something. From the waist up anyway. He decided that he'd refer to her as 'Turkey legs' until he knew her real name.
"Finders keepers. If you want it back you'll have to catch me first Turkey Legs." Tetroneaque said happily. He sent a couple balls of his harmless blue flames to circle her head and hopefully distract her, and he took off into the crowd. His shortness always made it so easy to blend into the crowds.
Heh heh heh! I hope Turkey Legs is good at chasing!
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Post by Thelxiepeia Doxiadis on Jul 24, 2009 20:18:49 GMT
Turkey legs? Turkey legs! Yet again, Lexi was dumbstruck. This, this…fox thing had just switched its quick and painful death for a slow, painful, ‘I’m going to rip our your intestines and make you eat them’ death. Lexi was about to lunge at the fox when she saw blue. Without even thinking Lexi reached a hand up and brushed away the flames. They didn’t burn her, but the warmth was oddly soothing. Unfortunetly the fox used the momentary distraction to get a head start. Lexi dropped her sack and reached inside. She withdrew two ornamental daggers and five throwing barbs. She grabbed the nearest pedestrian and held a dagger to his throat. “Bring this to the Demens inn.” Lexi gestured to the sack, eyes carefully watching the fleeing fox. “Give it to the bartender. Take four items, your choice, as payment.”Lexi released the person and unfolded her wings. The narrow streets would make flying difficult, but Lexi would never catch the fox on foot. She pushed off, curling her talons under herself, a dagger clutched tightly in each. She watched the fox for a moment before giving chase. When she had gotten within shouting distance, Lexi yelled, “I’m going to turn you into a coat…” She whipped a barb at the back of Tetroneaque’s head. It was traveling fast, but there was enough distance between the two to make dodging it easy. (( Turkey legs? Brilliant! ;D )) |
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Post by Tetroneaque Tailchaser on Jul 24, 2009 20:43:06 GMT
Tetroneaque's ears twitched toward Turkey Leg's voice when she shouted. He turned in time to see her throw something, so he quickly changed direction. He darted under a stall and between pedestrians' legs as he ran on all fours.
"I didn't know turkeys could fly!" Tetroneaque shouted back at his pursuer, giggling uncontrollably. This was the most fun he'd had in weeks, even if this person was trying to kill him. Anything was better than the dreadful boredom of before.
Oh! If I'm lucky, maybe she'll become my nemesis. I've always wanted one of those! That's a fun word... nemesis. Nemi nemi nemesis! He continued to giggle as he thought on that, dashing about the crowded market place. He was quite the speed demon in the packed market.
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Post by Thelxiepeia Doxiadis on Jul 26, 2009 5:43:34 GMT
“Kill kill kill kill” the soothing mantra ran through Lexi’s mind as she flew after the fox. The close proximity of the buildings kept Lexi from opening her wings to their full breadth unless she flew higher. If she did so, she risked losing sight of her target. The idiot pedestrians were also becoming a bother; most either ignored what was going on around them or stopped and stared at Lexi, preventing her from flying closer to the ground.
“Hell with it…” Lexi hovered, taking a deep breath. She let out a scream that filled the market. Her voice contained a potent mixture of feelings aimed at the surrounding beings: fear, madness, danger, rage, trauma. Most of the beings below reacted on instinct before they could comprehend what was happening; they began running for their lives, fighting amongst themselves, or cowering on the ground. With any luck, sending the crowd into mass hysteria would also hinder the fox.
Lexi quickly scanned around, attempting to locate her prey again. Her eyes caught a blur of purple motion. She screamed again and dived, resuming the chase.
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Post by Tetroneaque Tailchaser on Jul 26, 2009 5:52:08 GMT
Tetroneaque dove under a nearby stall as 'Turkey Legs' (as he had come to think of her as) let loose with a rather loud yell. He stopped and put his hands over his ears, the sheer volume of the screech stopping him. Those sensitive ears of his were rather useful, but in this case they were a bit of a liability.
"Ow ow owie ow!" He blurted out as he kept his hands clamped over his hood, and ears. The intricacies of the screech were a bit lost on him as the loudness simply caused pain. He dove out from his hiding spot and ducked under a table set with a table cloth and some interesting trinkets. Even in his hurried state he still managed to grab a small crystal globe off the table and stuff it into his nearly full pockets. The crowd was in no state to notice.
He paused in the shady area under the table to catch his breath and rub his ears a bit more.
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Post by Thelxiepeia Doxiadis on Jul 26, 2009 7:10:16 GMT
The blur dived under a table and Lexi circled, looking for a place to land. She swooped low, causing the panicked beings to scatter. She dropped the daggers, opened her talons, and dropped into a half kneel on the ground. Lexi picked up the daggers and approached the table.
“Come out, come out.” Lexi paused for effect then flipped the table. Her daggers slashed forward, cutting the elusive purple thief to bits. Or at least they would have if Tetroneaque hadn’t relocated. Lexi slammed a fist into the over turned table in frustration.
“All right you stupid rodent...” Lexi slowly turned around, searching for the fox. She kept her wings spread to intimidate the surrounding crowd and in case she had to take off again. “How about you return what you stole, we’ll call this a draw, and we can both go home before the authorities show up…” Try as she might, Lexi couldn’t make the offer sound legitimate; the second the thief popped his head out, Lexi would separate it from the rest of his body.
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Post by Tetroneaque Tailchaser on Jul 26, 2009 22:36:50 GMT
Having had a few moments to get his ears to stop ringing Tetroneaque listened from his hiding spot as his pursuer started to wreck the market. He had to stifle another giggle from escaping his mouth.
Wow, she's mad. Like really really mad. All I did was take one little gold trinket. She could have taken like five things of greater value in market during her rampage if she wasn't so focused on me. Tetroneaque did start to laugh at the absurdity of it all then. He decided to keep playing with fire and try and anger Turkey Legs even more. He was having too much fun.
Tetroneaque popped out of hiding, with a small paper ball in hand. The ball contained a rather potent sneezing powder and would easily rupture if thrown.
"Hey Turkey Legs!" Tetroneaque called throwing the ball of sneezing powder at the back of her head, knowing she'd most likely turn around just in time for it to impact her face.
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Post by Thelxiepeia Doxiadis on Jul 27, 2009 6:52:30 GMT
Even though she would never admit it, Lexi was having more fun than she had had in a long time. It had been a long, long time since she had completely let go and hunted in the open. The closest she had come was the occasional bar fight or quick kill in the third square. Her eyes took in the carnage and destruction she was causing and a sadistic smile crossed her face. She didn’t even care that, in all likelihood, she would have to pay for all the damages. Lexi was about to laugh when the thief’s voice sounded behind her.
She spun without thinking, which was unfortunate because the fox had thrown…something at her. She raised a wing, attempting to shield her face, but was too late. The paper ball slammed into the side of her face, bursting and filling the air with a fine powder. After an initial bout of coughing, during which Lexi inhaled even more of the powder, she began to sneeze. And didn’t stop…
“Kill…” Lexi sneezed. “…you…” and sneezed again. She couldn’t fight, let alone hunt like this; her sneezes would give away her position and her eyes were beginning to water. She pushed off, hovered for a moment, sneezed, and shot off in the direction of the closest fountain. Alright, she had been outwitted this time; allowed herself to get swept up in the moment and let her emotions take control. The second she was able to function without convulsing the chase would resume. After all, how hard could it be to find a purple fox?
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Post by Tetroneaque Tailchaser on Jul 27, 2009 7:02:40 GMT
Tetroneaque fell over on his back laughing like a loon as he watched Turkey Legs fly off sneezing. He ran off in the opposite direction to put some distance between her and himself. He hoped she wouldn't take this all personally, it was all in good fun to him. If she proved the type to hold a vendetta, he figured he'd just take her memories of this day. It would be like she'd never even met him.
Oh! If I did that... I could mess with her everyday! Nah, that would get boring after awhile too. I think I'll just see how long I can draw this out.
Tetroneaque paused at a food vendor that hadn't been destroyed by Turkey Legs yet, as he was getting a bit hungry. He pulled out the little gold bird statuette.
"How many kabobs will this get me?" He asked as he plopped the gold down on the cart.
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Post by Thelxiepeia Doxiadis on Jul 29, 2009 3:35:16 GMT
Lext pulled her head out of the fountain and shook, spraying water everywhere. She sneezed, waiting for another. It didn’t come and Lexi breathed a sigh of relief. The water had served a dual purpose; it got rid of the sneezing powder and cooled Lexi off a little. She stared into the fountain’s pool for a moment, watching the water drip off her face and create ripples on the surface.
She had to find the fox thing again. This time, she would keep her mind clear, no jokes, no anger. Lexi gave her reflection a cold smile and took off. She flew close to the rooftops, staying as low as she could without crashing. She returned to the fox’s last position and began circling outward. Lexi was rather surprised to find that the fox hadn’t gone very far.
She landed on an adjacent rooftop and watched as the fox ordered some food with her trinket. She pulled two more barbs from her wings, holding one in each hand. Lexi took a breath, held it, waited for the wind to shift, and threw the barbs. She spread her wings and dived off the opposite side of the roof, flying down the alley behind the building. The barbs embedded themselves into the vendor’s cart to the left and right of Tetroneaque’s body.
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Post by Tetroneaque Tailchaser on Jul 29, 2009 17:34:29 GMT
Tetroneaque was busy eating a kabob when the the barbs slammed into the cart. He swallowed, tossed the stick away, and grabbed the small pile of kabobs.
"I'll just take these to go, and keep the change!" Tetroneaque called as he trotted off. He wasn't running, he was simply walking quickly. He stayed in the shadow of the building, downing kabobs one after the other. He seemed to take great joy in simply devouring the tasty treats, and then tossing away the sticks. Most didn't pay him much mind, but he was keeping an eye out for Turkey Legs anyway. She didn't seem the type to give up after issuing a warning.
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Post by Thelxiepeia Doxiadis on Jul 31, 2009 3:19:33 GMT
Lexi backtracked a little and popped up onto a roof overlooking the street. The fox appeared to be taking its sweet time to leave the area. This was unfortunate because Lexi was sure the authorities would be showing up any moment, negating her chances to catch and/or preferably kill, the fox. It was time to try something different.
Lexi scanned the alley, not finding anything useful. She waited for the fox to pass out of sight, then pushed off again. She found what she was looking for one alley over: a fish vendor. In a flurry of wings, fish, and curses, Lexi grabbed a weighted net and a fish. She munched on the fish and resumed her search for Tetroneaque. Whether it was due to arrogance or planning, Lexi didn’t know, but the fox still hadn’t gone far. Lexi hovered high up behind him, mindful of her shadow. When there was a gap in the pedestrians around the fox, Lexi dived. She flung the net, hoping to catch or at least trip up the fox.
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Post by Tetroneaque Tailchaser on Jul 31, 2009 4:46:41 GMT
Tetroneaque was downing kabobs at an amazing rate, tossing the sticks to lay wherever they might fall. It wasn't his job to clean the city after all. He hummed a little tune to himself and put his mask back on after he was finished eating.
After a short time he thought he smelled something odd.
"What is that?" He sort of sniffed at the air, trying to place the odd scent. Then he realized what it was.
"Fish? Why do I smell fish? And why is the smell coming from above?" He asked aloud. His ears also picked up the subtle beat of wings followed by a sort of whistling sound like something falling. Out of instinct Tetroneaque dove to one side at random, rolling to cushion his fall.
He was lucky, as the net just barely missed catching him, but he rolled into a nearby wall, impacting it with his shoulder.
"Ow!" He cried as he stood up, rubbing his shoulder. He looked up toward the sky, where the net had come from and sure enough he spotted Turkey Legs up there. He gave her a thumbs up and waved.
"Nice one! Almost had me that time!" He called, cupping his hands around the mouth slit of his mask to help amplify his voice a bit.
"I already spent your trinket though. Those kabobs were great! If I had known you'd be back so soon I would have saved a couple for ya!" He called, making no real move to run or hide yet. In fact, he seemed downright friendly.
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Post by Thelxiepeia Doxiadis on Aug 1, 2009 4:34:47 GMT
Lexi cursed and pulled up from her dive. She circled the fox then hovered just outside what she hoped was his throwing range. Now the stupid creature was mocking her. This was a lost cause.
“I could care less about the trinket you stupid creature.” Lexi sighed. She quickly weighed her options: Hand to hand combat was out of the question; who knew what other gimmicks the fox was hiding. The element of surprise was gone, the fox would be watching out for her now. She was down to two barbs and her daggers, which meant distance combat was out of the question. The fox would simply dodge the projectiles.
Which left…
Lexi swore again and performed an odd mid-air bow to the creature. “Fine. Until next time…” Lexi pumped her wings and shot upwards. She couldn’t win this fight, which meant she was better off retreating. She would regroup and hit the fox later. Reconnaissance and a plan was required; she would need to get some more shape changing potions from the witches… When the fox was nothing but a spec in the distance, Lexi muttered “Burn in Hell…”
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Post by Tetroneaque Tailchaser on Aug 1, 2009 4:39:36 GMT
Tetroneaque's ears drooped down as a sad look came to his face. He was genuinely sad to see her go, because now he was lonely again and without anyone giving him attention.
"Awwww. She could have at least stayed around to chat a bit." He sighed as he put his hands in his pockets and slowly walked back home. Once again he was alone.
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