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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2016 16:41:34 GMT -8
Once more, the creature didn't speak, simply staring at the man with an unwavering gaze. Then it began to walk slowly forwards, fading from sight as it moved as if it were merging with the door. But in truth the spirit was slipping in and out of realms again to "phase" through the door to the office on the other side. Once there, he would leap to the nearest guest chair and then to the other, and then over the desk for the massive throne behind it - knocking over the first two chairs consecutively. Requin would certainly hear them crash to the floor.
From there the fox took a seat and began nosing things off the desk's surface, in addition to pawing open drawers and knocking them out. Mischievous little thing and too intelligent for his own good, but he had a feeling this would irk the human - and that was more fun for him.
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Lord Requin of Bayonne
Committed
On a fox hunt
Roleplay posts: 55 
Age: 21
Physical Description: Tall and almost devilishly handsome, enough so that rumors say he made a deal with demons for his looks. They're not true, though. It's all genetics and personal grooming. He has dark hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing fit for a man of his position, with heavily ornamented trim and fine silk. He carries around a knife, but it's not used very often.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 16:28:17 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Requin of Bayonne on Apr 19, 2016 16:49:40 GMT -8
"Hey!"
Requin throws open the door and spots the fox sitting on his chair, poking through his things. Tricky little magic ghost fox.
"Stop that! That's my stuff! Go away!"
He grabs a broom and jabs the bristly end at the fox, trying to prod it off the chair.
"Shoo! Shoo! Scram!"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2016 16:58:01 GMT -8
The spirit continues pawing and poking around until the broom comes up... that blasted contraption. His ears actually fold back in a threatening manner, and the lip curls back in a sneer to display his rather sharp teeth. The tails begin to flick a little more sharply and faster - it's apparent the creature is not pleased by the display. When it comes to jab at him he crawls up over the back of the chair to land behind it for safety. He remained poised to spring, expecting the man to come follow after him again. This wasn't very fun anymore - now he was feeling a bit more... cruel. He would pay the human back for daring to flick such a terrible weapon at him!
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Lord Requin of Bayonne
Committed
On a fox hunt
Roleplay posts: 55
Age: 21
Physical Description: Tall and almost devilishly handsome, enough so that rumors say he made a deal with demons for his looks. They're not true, though. It's all genetics and personal grooming. He has dark hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing fit for a man of his position, with heavily ornamented trim and fine silk. He carries around a knife, but it's not used very often.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 16:28:17 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Requin of Bayonne on Apr 19, 2016 20:28:11 GMT -8
Requin stops prodding, eyeing the fox warily. It didn't seem to like being prodded with the broom. Cornered animals are dangerous, he remembers. Of course, this fox creature isn't cornered at all, it can simply slide through a wall. Still, he figures that the saying applies here.
"Go away! Scoot! Shoo!"
He points towards the door meaningfully. Foxes are smart, he figures, and should be able to understand his meaning. If the fox doesn't move, he shakes the broom menacingly.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2016 20:50:29 GMT -8
The fox heard the words and when peering out behind the edge of the chair he saw the point for the direction of the door. A soft growl would sound from the creature, very much clear rather than the echo from before. It was still baring teeth to the man. A moment later it ducked out of sight behind the chair.
The tails curled around and the kitsune stared at the ink black tips, watching a little blue, fiery wisp form on three of them. They remained on the very ends of the fur, as if they were the source. With this little sparks lit he was prepared to retaliate.
The spirit leapt from behind the chair for the door, his mass of tails flicking up with his bodily motion and casting all three out - two to land on the curtains of the window and one on the chair. The moment they made contact the color shifted to the natural display of fire... and began to spread. The mischievous imp paused only for a moment to glance at the armed human before hopping realms to bypass the door - and perhaps attempt more trouble on the other side...
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Lord Requin of Bayonne
Committed
On a fox hunt
Roleplay posts: 55
Age: 21
Physical Description: Tall and almost devilishly handsome, enough so that rumors say he made a deal with demons for his looks. They're not true, though. It's all genetics and personal grooming. He has dark hair.
Clothes and Equipment: Clothing fit for a man of his position, with heavily ornamented trim and fine silk. He carries around a knife, but it's not used very often.
Registered: Dec 6, 2015 16:28:17 GMT -8
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Post by Lord Requin of Bayonne on Apr 19, 2016 21:04:59 GMT -8
"Aaa!"
Requin quickly pulls off his coat, throwing it over the chair in an attempt to smother the flame. He manages to put the chair fire out, then runs to the curtains. His attempt to tear the curtains off and throw them out the window is ineffective, however, and he's forced to flee out the door.
"Help! Fire! Call the fire brigade!"
Within a few minutes, a group of wizards stand outside, blasting the office with water spells. It's extinguished easily enough, although most of the office is ruined. The fire chief walks up to Requin, scratching his head.
"The fire's out, sir. How did it start?"
Requin hesitates for a moment before answering.
"Er...ruffians with a magnifying glass. They set my curtains on fire from outside."
The fire chief nods and walks away, as Lucy the secretary returns from her walk.
"What's this all about now?"
Requin sighs.
"Time for a new office, Lucy. This time, don't let any more fox masks in, ok?"
Lucy shakes her head.
"A raise first, then we'll talk about playing bouncer to floating masks."
Requin groans.
"Fine. We'll discuss this later. Right now, arrange for a temporary office."
He walks off towards his mansion. Time to get good and drunk and forget about all of this.
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Elizabeth Finch
Main Character
Roleplay posts: 512 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Elizabeth, or Liz, stands at about 5'9", weighing in at about 160lbs, most of it muscle from years of riding and fighting. She has platinum blonde hair, usually tied in a ponytail to fit inside her helmet. Her eyes are a vibrant shade of green that contrasts well with her tanned skin. She would be considered attractive if she ever removed her armor, otherwise her face is the only indication that underneath the iron discipline and plate armor is an attractive woman.
Clothes and Equipment: Liz wears a normal looking set of plate armor that is custom fitted for her specifically, and does not hide her gender. She wields a lance when mounted. Javelins are carried in her mounts saddle. Her mount is a young Griffin by the name of St. George, he is full grown in height, but does not yet have the full mass of a adult griffin. She wears plain clothes when not in armor and her shield bears the symbol of the Dawn Riders on it, and her breastplate bears the symbol of Isra on it. She wears a small necklace with a purple gemstone on it underneath her breastplate, only visible when she she is unarmored. Her sword has the insignia of the midnight sun engraved in the hilt, as it is relatively out of sight and does not violate the military dress code. Her primary weapon is her sword, an ancient Elven artifact passed down by her bloodline. It is wreathed in green lightning when unsheathed and wielded by her, and she has a sunmetal shield that complements it with magical abilities of its own.
Player's online availability : Weekends/Nights EST
Registered: Apr 6, 2016 12:16:13 GMT -8
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Post by Elizabeth Finch on Jul 25, 2016 17:26:20 GMT -8
Liz led the way into the Lord's office, the first thing she noticed was the massive chair behind the desk, and her hand strayed towards the purple gem embedded in the necklace around her neck to send a message telepathically to Empress Naoki . "Do you think the chair is big enough Lady Naoki? He is either compensating for his lackluster city or another inadequate part that he claims to have dominion over." She stepped to the side as she entered to allow Naoki to pass before her and address the Lord Requin of Bayonne. |
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
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Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jul 25, 2016 21:40:55 GMT -8
Naoki chuckles inwardly at Liz’ comment, and uses her tail to swat at Liz’ behind in a gesture of mock-chastisement as she saunters past into the office. It will be interesting, she muses, to see if these government officials recognize her. Perhaps they had attended one of the Gauldish events she had participated in. Or perhaps she’s approaching worldwide renown. Moving confidently into the first room, Naoki addresses whoever might happen to be there, be it a secretary, or the governor himself, “I am High Lady Noaki of Isra. I am here with my companions to speak with Lord Requin of Bayonne- who I understand to be in charge of things around here.” |
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Skarlet
Widely Known
Princess Skarlet
Roleplay posts: 1,035
Age: 26 (7 as Skarlet)
Physical Description: Short, dark brown hair parted to the right with a dark red streak.
Red eyes.
Pale skin.
5'10" height.
Hourglass body shape.
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She is a vampire
Clothes and Equipment: A short, red dress with a bustier to match, lace filigree up the sides. Black trousers were paired beneath it with black boots that rose to the knee. Black, elbow-length gloves paired to match the boots.
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Player's online availability : Every Day, wakes up around noon and stays up until dawn.
Registered: May 29, 2015 14:10:30 GMT -8
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Post by Skarlet on Jul 26, 2016 18:50:38 GMT -8
The lovely Skarlet was among Naoki's party by her mother's side, putting her hood down once they were inside and away from the sun. She sees the large chair and wonders how comfortable it is.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2016 20:06:10 GMT -8
The tired, overworked secretary looked over the trio, suppressing a groan. Why were important people visiting her boss? Right before her break, too. It had been a long morning, and she was in dire need of a cigarette or six. Putting on her best "I don't want to talk to you but I have to" smile, she addressed the group.
"Welcome, High Lady Naoki. The governor is out for lunch right now, but I'm sure he'll be back within a few minutes to meet with you. Have you got an appointment?"
She unscrewed the top of a flask under the desk, but decided to refrain from taking a swig until the guest's backs were turned.
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Empress Naoki
Famous
Roleplay posts: 2,238
Physical Description: =========================
Empress Naoki is a curvaceous woman of average height, indeterminate age, and catlike features. Her hair is a dark auburn, often pulled back into a long braid. Her ears are both soft and fluffy, and her tail is never less than perfectly groomed. Amber eyes glisten in the shadows cast by her hair.
Clothes and Equipment: =========================
Naoki's wardrobe is to her as a frame is to a painting. Sometimes embellished with detail to be attractive in its own right, but never the focus. Usually simple but elegant, tightly fitting and highly revealing, used only to frame the beauty within.
Additionally, Naoki is, when clothed, often adorned with a small collection of accessories. She wears an earring, a brilliant cut amethyst, in her right ear. The silver signet ring of Isra is worn on her left pinky, marking her as High Lady of Isra. Directly adjacent, she wears the golden signet ring of The Isran Empire as its Empress. On the inside of her left thigh, there is a tattoo depicting a rose entwined with tentacles.
Allegiances: The Isran Empire
Player's online availability : Excessively often. Timezone: ET (-5)
Registered: Sept 12, 2015 13:02:17 GMT -8
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Post by Empress Naoki on Jul 27, 2016 8:59:10 GMT -8
“Do I have an appointment.”
The question is repeated back to the secretary in the form of a somewhat incredulous statement. Naoki fixes the woman with a deep, searching sort of look, intending to unsettle the poor woman and firmly establish her seniority.
Maintaining eye contact, she continues, “Well, that would be your job, would it not? I have responsibilities, and making appointments with your governor isn’t one of them. See to it that he’s made aware, and is prepared to meet with us by the time we get back.”
Breaking eye contact and turning abruptly about on her heel, Naoki motions for her group to follow.
“All this talk of lunch has made me hungry,” is the only explanation she offers as she takes back to the streets in search of something decent to eat.
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Registered: Nov 21, 2024 3:41:01 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2016 10:30:36 GMT -8
The secretary wasn't pleased with the cat-woman's attitude, but said nothing of it. After all, she was used to it. Instead, she muttered something under her breath as the party left and made a note in her notebook. As soon as the door shut behind them, she took a long gulp from her flask and regretted her life choices. At least the job paid well and had nice benefits.
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