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Post by adam_bat on Apr 24, 2004 13:47:19 GMT -5
"Yeah, they're all stiffs, couple of em' literally." Charlie snorted, "Wouldn't mind if he got you though, chicken wings have always been a favorite of mine."
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Post by InsanePenman on Apr 24, 2004 13:50:04 GMT -5
"Keep dreaming, Wolfboy. What do they say about Hell? Fire and brimstone. Takes a good bit of the stuff to singe these." he flapped his wings in demonstration, sneering haughtily.
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Post by adam_bat on Apr 24, 2004 13:54:29 GMT -5
"Yeah, that's one belief. And the other says its ice so whose to say what's what? I'm sure you know but I don't believe anything you say. Besides, they'd probably cook real nice if I rip em' off first." He grinned ferally and ran his tongue along his teeth.
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Post by InsanePenman on Apr 24, 2004 14:02:55 GMT -5
"It's both." Neqa'el grinned. "And more." He paused, and glared at the door, growing impatient, "Pah. A bit of silver, and you're down for the count. How impressive. Woof, woof."
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Post by adam_bat on Apr 24, 2004 14:08:51 GMT -5
"Yeah, and all I need for you is a big fan bird boy. Buck buck!" He clucked like a chicken and turned to the door as well. "Hell, if I knew I'd be waitin this long I would have finished watching that damn infomercial."
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Post by InsanePenman on Apr 24, 2004 14:13:48 GMT -5
"A fan? Please." Neqa'el chuckled, enjoying the mental image of the lycanthrope turning on a giant fan in an attempt to stop him...and the resulting ripping out of his heart. Okay, so he really preferred the latter, but the former was humorous, as well. "An infomerical?" He gave a dramatic shudder.
"There are just some things that you know had to come from the land of my ancestors." he noted, grinning amusedly.
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Post by adam_bat on Apr 24, 2004 14:16:50 GMT -5
"Yeah, well it was either that or golf. Ain't no way I'm gonna watch golf. Plus it gave me some ideas for you. Slice n' dice man, slice n' dice."
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Post by InsanePenman on Apr 24, 2004 14:24:34 GMT -5
"Oh, really? Personally, I've always liked the idea of giving you a few...piercings. Nice, silver jewelry, all over. Or maybe put you on a leash, like a good little doggy."
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Post by adam_bat on Apr 24, 2004 14:47:41 GMT -5
"It'd be great to get you a cage with a cute little perch. Then stuff you full of crackers til ya choke."
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Apr 24, 2004 16:05:31 GMT -5
THe door darkened slightly and then a dark corner seemed to grow slightly more sinister. "Behaving?" a cool voice asked, drifting from where she had chosen to perch.
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Post by InsanePenman on Apr 24, 2004 16:08:41 GMT -5
"As much as we ever do...for now." Neqa'el answered uninterestedly. "Hopefully, this meeting will be over soon, whatever the point of it is...I'm growing bored."
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Post by Zoken on Apr 24, 2004 22:07:06 GMT -5
Melinda floated down and nodded to everyone. "Sorry, having trouble manifesting this morning. been kinda distracted lately." despite being, in actuality twenty six, Melinda still looked, and occasionally acted, like she was sixteen.
the door opened wide and a deep, warm, guteral voice said, "Right this way Jeremiah. in here." the Gorilla known as Darwin was first through the door. he was a male silver back.
after him was a less intimidating figure. Jeremiah had all the presence of a mite. he looked at the werewolf and what, to him, appeared to be an angel, and gulped audibly. "hi," he squeaked out.
"Hurry up and sit down," said Melinda harshly. she muttered something under her breath (and i use the term loosely). it wasnt nice.
Jeremiah sat kept his hands in his Lap. Darwin sat next to him, and next to Charlie. Darwin felt that since they both had a good bit of animal in them, he and Charlie should be friends.
"Finally," said a deep resonating voice. in a shimmer of air, like a silver veil being lifted, a man appeared. he looked no older than fifty-some. he was clean shaven, and wore wire rimmed glasses. his hair was all there, but salt and pepper now. he kept in neatly trimmed, and wore Khakis with a tan polo. "Now that the bulk of the team is here we can begin. Nyx please be seated." this human was a scorcere. he used to be an instructor at Oxford of mythology. when his facination with the subject lead him to become what he was, the Buearo picked him up as a precaution. he wasnt the most powerful in the world, but he was not one to be trifled with. most who relied on magic for their powers treated him with a good decree of respect. Melinda and the fallen-angel and Darwin were of course in a different realm of origin.
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Post by Veldrin Dalharil on Apr 25, 2004 0:12:46 GMT -5
Nyx sighed like a rustle of leaves "To sit hurts, forcing me to act unaturally" she said calmly, not giving up her perch on the wall.
She was not afraid of this man, in fact, very little scared her.
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Post by InsanePenman on Apr 25, 2004 0:17:03 GMT -5
"Just get on with it!" Neqa'el groaned, growing even more weary of the meeting...and it hadn't even technically started. "Hrm...and would that be our newbie? A pyro, is he? Always expected a pyrokinetic would look more...impressive." He sighed dramatically, shaking his head.
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Post by adam_bat on Apr 25, 2004 11:17:27 GMT -5
"Well, if it isn't no-girl, boogie woman, monkey boy and what, matches?" Charlie grumbled, naming each as they entered. "Nice of you ta join us, can we get this crap over with already?!"
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