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"An interesting soul. One to talk play control with, but only unawares unknowing unwilling. Too worrying for direct speech combat insanity."

I'm half fox. They have a squeaky voice. They have high pitch barks and chirps!

"You seem a little...ditzy," Kai said quietly, then immediately backtracked. "Not that that's a bad thing! You give off a bit too much in the way of moe vibes for my tastes, but again, that's not always bad either..." She trailed off and shook her head, sighing. "Hell, I'm bad at this. You're a fox person and you've got that sort of saccharine cuteness about you. That's all I mean to say."

“You seem interesting...” Alvara stated while crossing her arms and rolling her eyes. “And yes...I’m not saying it kindly” she added on with a smirk tugging on her lips. Her tone slightly playfully but somewhat serious. She quickly uncrossed her arms, one hand now resting on her dagger and the other on her hip. Her foot tapping on the ground as she looked around at everyone else. She isn’t exactly a fan of a lot of people nor does she seem to be comfortable with these...things.

"Luckily, a powerful broken paranoid soul, otherwise they might simply be too uncontrollable for our goals adventures fun!"

"What is this thing?" She observes...it...closely.

Walks up and crosses his arms across his chest, looking at the creature for a second before looking at the woman "I have no idea" Passes her a bottle of Peach Schnapps "Try this, it's my favorite."

“Flirting I see?” She stated playfully as a smirk tugged at her lips. The smirk fading as she continued to look all around. Scanning everyone and checking their weapons and stances. Some stances weaker than others. Some steady, others about to fall over with the slightest push. Her stance was very steady and it would take a lot to push her over (not including that she would fight back).

Dani is sitting on the floor in the corner with his legs crossed, he was unused to being around so many others and it had him noticeably tense. He was wary. "...not that I saw your past because I'm a seer even though I did see a few bits and pieces...sorry?" he starts, his voice quivering slightly since he was extremely new to being social. "You are beautiful but you have a not so pretty past? Or did my dream visions lie to me...again??" he says, his tone was uncertain and bordering on questioning.

Alvara looked down at the floor, a brow raising at the sight of him. Her eyes widened at his statement. “I’m afraid my past is my business and you shouldn’t be snooping around in my mind” she stated unkindly, dismissing the fact that he called her beautiful. She crossed her arms and then lowered her brow, rolling her eyes as she began tapping her foot again.

Dani swallowed thickly, a look of guilty regret on his face. He felt bad but he couldn't pick and choose what he saw in his sleep...its why he hardly slept. There were dark circles under his eyes that made his lack of sleep obvious. "I-I-I-I'm sorry...I can't J-just pick what I see...I wasn't always like this...I-I uh..." he stutters, barely able to speak as he twisted his arms around each other awkwardly. His eyes averted to the nearest wall as he falters in his apology and grows quiet again...he wished he hadn't said anything.

Officer Deschain had only two destinct methods of entering a scene. Generally, this involved running like an absolute dork, arms pumping, with one hand desperately clamped down upon her head to keep her precious cap from flying away. The other, slightly less common method - the one by which she entered the scene presently - was appearing virtually out of nowhere - often leaving others scratching their heads and looking about with furrowed brows.

Having quite unintentionally snuck up behind the young man, it was likely that she would startle him considerably.

"I for one think you seem super nice!" She chirped, smiling brightly and standing up pin straight - the very picture of professional enthusiasm. "Don't you worry about what that lady says!"

Several awkward seconds passed, as the undersized cop just sort of stood there smiling - trying to remember why she had come over here in the first place. As the moment dragged on, she began growing anxious, then outright alarmed, proceding to pat herself down frantically to find her notepad - only to recall with a flush that she already had an ocular implant to handle these things.

Perfectly aware that she now looked like some kind of neurotic nutcase but dead-set on making as if nothing at all had happened, she stood up straight once again, clearing her throat. "Uh, r-right- um, in accordance with Forum Law, I am required to inform you that no loitering is permitted within the thread, h-however any, uh, a-any wishing to continue their interactions may be redirected to T-the Conclave for, um, c-continued...uh...continuing...s-stuff." She stammered, pointing ungracefully toward a different room within which one could only assume some manner of madness and chaos was taking place.

With that said, the rather poor excuse for a police officer shyly attempted to sidle her way out, hoping that nobody would notice.

Glorp dashed over to cut off the officer,sliding in front of them with fantastic grace. The tall alien looked down with glee at the small patrol officer. Of course, pretty much everyone he came in contact with were small to the ten foot tall alien (and 7 inches! He'd proudly of proclaimed as if he would have been short without them.) It was great to see one, especially seeing how little Glorp really saw humans at all. Glorp, on the other hand, was understandably a bit nervous around anyone wearing a uniform, seeing how they were technically not a sentient species and more a food source.

"You're one of the human peacekeepers, right? That's amazing! They usually seem too small and weak to actually generate order, especially you, but I guess among other humans…"

Glorp assumed a thinking pose for a split second, which wa interrupted by looking down at the nervous ball o' arms in their pocket.

"Ooh! Combat training? How do you guys manage to keep all that info stored? No matter!"

Glorp grinned and asumed a triumphant pose, much to the small being's annoyance as it facepalmed with one of it's many arms.

"I, the great captain Glorp, challenge you to a sparring match! Officer to officer!"

He leaned(more kneeled) down and whispered(read: not as loud).

"Of course, when we're off duty. You've surely got important things to do! Toodles!"

The tall alien dashed back over to the main congregation of people, no doubt being physichly belabored with complaints,evidenced by their responses.
"Yes, I know she's an officer! It's why I challened her!

So? We're a bit absent minded too! That's never stopped us before!

You bet I have a point!"

(I'm sorry I can't see text and not feel like I have to match it or feel guilty)

Ragna was soaring through the skies with her black wings, that was until she had heard voices from a far. Dragoness dived diagonally, it seemed like she was about to crash into them, when she has manoeuvred in mid-air landing straight in front of them, she tapped dust of her blue dress which miraculously wasn't dirtied. Chaos Dragoness glanced at unusual pair and smiled "Hello my name's Ragna" One could have mistaken her for typical school girl, except the pair of black like coal wings with blue marking.

She turned to alien "You're an alien is that right? That's cool! August told me a bit of human culture, they kidnap humans through their dish like device, also there are some beautiful exotic space ladies." Well it wasn't exactly wrong, August skipped through some parts, so she won't be corrupted by it.

"Oh and I'm a dragon, wanna see how I look as a dragon?"

Anna watches the dragon fly through the sky and begin to talk to someone. She smiles as her curiosity begins to get the best of her, she walks to a tree and disappears, appearing not far from where they were at against the side of another tree "A real life dragon, Daddy would be jealous of me right now..."

An elf sporting a prominent golden inking of a dragon on her cheek turned her attention to the woman that had appeared out of thin air a few meters away from her. What if she had hit her with that teleportation spell? Could she not pay more attention to her surroundings?! Really, what gall! Everyone knew to restrain themselves and here this woman was... well... whatever. If the guards got to her that would be none of her concern. At least nothing troublesome had happened and on the bright side, this new arrival seemed to give dragons at least part of the respect they commanded. Who could be mad at someone understanding such a fundamental truth?

Visibly irritated yet still sporting a somewhat polite smile she eventually deemed it necessary to speak first, presumably ridding the other of any further ideas of blinking around the place. "I know, right? It always is inspiring to see a dragon up close even where I am from. Did you know that we can thank a dragon for the world we live in? Maybe someday there will be another one just like him. By the way, you smell of trees and flowers. Are you a druid of sorts? I would really like to ask you a few things about dragons if you know more about them."
Her tone had become softer as she spoke, clearly mismatching the almost fanatical fire in her eyes as she continued talking about the one thing that gave colour to her life. This lady knew more, right? Right?

As one elf spoke, another eyed her in what seemed to be rapt fascination, judging by her unblinking stare in which not a single muscle moved--even her waterfall of silver hair tumbling down past her shoulders didn't so much as twitch in a wind that should, by all rights, have at least teased it. And once she had finished speaking, there was still no movement, not immediately.

It was a full minute, still, before the other elf spoke. "It was no dragon that created the Nine Realms--the inhabitants of Asgard would have you believe it was them." Her voice was calm, but most would agree it was beautiful, lyrical and controlled like that of a singer. "But you are not of the Nine Realms, are you? More evidence that they are not creators as they claim." Only then, did she smile, an almost deceptively innocent one, though it would be a deadly mistake to assume this elf was any kind of innocent.

"I sense in you a kindred spirit--you have been through great ordeals, as have I. I could perhaps teach you how to better control your magical potential, as I have no small skill in it myself," she offered, and though she was still quiet, her voice carried nearly unnaturally, almost commanding attention, at least from the simple-minded.

"My new servant for my palace in Assyria and a snuggle buddy pet." Prepares the snuggle hands.

A beautiful character much like the creator herself. A wise queen with many great attributes.

Sensuous Cheerleader making moves at the Washington Redskins game.