Post by Iriel Parker on Jun 14, 2015 5:22:50 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on The black bird contuined to look as clueless as a new born baby. What had they been talking about? Was it important? Hmm, Iriel couldn't recall the facts but he felt as if he probably should. But as much as he tired it wasn't happening. Again, he picked at his feathers to try and give himself some time. But it did nothing to aid him in his quest.
With a soft sigh he let the subject die or at least until she changed it up a bit. At least he could make her laugh so that was a bit of a plus. He would of smiled then if he was in a human form. "I had asked you something? Yes, yes. I did, didn't I? But I can't seem to recall what that question might of been. Though, I fear it was rather important. A shame, my memory isn't too good I am afraid."
Leaving his feathers alone he turned his eyes back to the small child before him. Finally, she posed a question he could actually answer. Why he could talk while other birds could not. Well, that was rather simple to answer! "That's because I'm not a bird-bird." He answered softly. "I'm a phoenix."
Ah, wait, he wasn't supposed to tell people that, was he? Oh my. Well, cat was out of the bag now and there was a chance the young thing wouldn't believe him anyways --- or think it was all but a dream.
So, really there was no harm done here.
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Post by Elsie Horowitz on Jun 16, 2015 0:41:14 GMT
A phoenix. "A phoenix." A phoenix. Elsie's smile wavered as she heard the bird's response. A phoenix. Not the kitty she had been hoping for. A phoenix. Not a kitsune. A phoenix.
"A phoenix." She, yes, repeated so as to cement the fact to herself. The vampire swallowed the sudden rising urge to throw a temper tantrum. One of the negatives that came along with her being turned at such a young age. Elsie inhaled through her nose. It was a phoenix. The bird wasn't a kitsune. That's what it was. That was the situation. There was nothing changing that. She blinked her scarlet eyes at the dark bird before reinstating the smile and mask.
"A fire bird?" Elsie asked, her tone high with a falsified sweetness. "I didn't realize fire birds lived in New York." Maybe this wasn't a complete loss. "Where is your nest? Do you live in the city?" Maybe there was a flock here. It was wise to keep tabs on all supernatural beings. Who knew when that information might become useful?
| OOC: Iriel Parker Second time writing this post out -__- Made it short and sweet this time cuz screw re-writing that all out again. Grr. |
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Post by Iriel Parker on Jun 16, 2015 2:35:48 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Curiously, he watched the small girl repeat the fact that he was, indeed, a bird. A large firey bird. A very confused firey bird. For a brief moment the girl looked very upset over this tiny fact over the bids race. Was it such a big deal? Well, it wasn't anything he could really help to be quite honest.
"Ah huh, a phoenix." He offered her some reasurrance but she didn't look at all thrilled with the news. Frowning, the bird disappear in a sudden stack of flame. It lasted for only a few seconds and where the bird once stood was now a cortched teenager with his tattoo arms resting on his bent legs. He leaned forward, staring at her as he had clearly forgotten all of his eariler concerns. He also completely forgot that he always had a horrible 50/50 chance of changing and his clothing not remaining on his body.
It seemed today, his clothing was at his feet rather then on his body. He lost that coin flip and he didn't even notice. "I don't have a nest...unless a school is a nest?" he seemed to ponder on this for a long moment. No, he didn't think a school counted as a nest. In fact, he was pretty sure it didnt.
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Post by Elsie Horowitz on Jun 16, 2015 2:59:39 GMT
Not knowing quite what else to do Elsie kept her facial expression the same. This chap didn't seem to be all there mentally so it was probably best to keep her mask in place. That well crafted sweet smile. Though the little girl's eyes flashed with a gleeful epiphany at watching the bird change into his human form. Crouching before her comfortably completely naked. The only thing trailing the young man's skin were his many tattoos. Completely naked, in the middle of Central Park, crouching beside a visually appearing nine year old girl. Dear god .... he's perfect.
A new smile danced across Elsie's lips as she allowed her eyes to wander, taking note of his physical features before looking back up to his eye level. Nakedness was not taboo or unknown to the near six hundred year old vampire. It was not something to cause a blush in her cheeks or any awkwardness from her. Instead, quite a few different emotions were running through her veins.
"A school?" Elsie would ask adorably, looking up with those big doe eyes. "Which school? My brother goes to an academy around here too. Maybe you two are classmates~" She lied easily, weaving the words together effortlessly with her tongue. "His name is Clarke. What's your name?" This naked phoenix ... he was simply perfect.
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Post by Iriel Parker on Jun 16, 2015 3:15:47 GMT
BLOW A KISS, FIRE A GUNAll we need is someone to lean on Idly, the bird scratched at his stomach that had been attacked by a very brave misquito. Silently, he watched the child vampire like he was waiting for some kind of big reveal beyond his own accidental. Speaking of which, the dark haired teenager finally seemed to take notice of his nudity.
"Hmmm..." He looked down at himself with a tilted head. Well, that was very unexpected. It seemed his clothing didn't stick to his skin like it sometimes did. "Oh my, it seems I still have quite a lot to work on. My apologises." He took note of the way her eyes moved across his skin but made no verbal comment of it. He found it a bit on the creepy side that she would do that but the feeling she wasn't your normal nine year old made it even worse. Clearing his throat, he took hold of the clothing next to his feet, stood, turned and proceeded to dress himself quickly.
There was no need to get arrest for an accidental case of the nudity infront of her, in the park. My, he suddenly felt embarassed by the situation. With a hint of his feelings appearing on his face he turned and looked down at her, awkwardly not making eye contact.
A seemingly nine year old just saw him naked.........that's not right. But on to more interesting subjects! "Maybe? I don't know. Its um...its....Hisso Academy." Was that it? He was sure it was....
Once again he zoned out and his embarassment left him. Thank goodness for his crap memory. At least that helped him forget awkward moments such as these. "Ah, Iriel and yours?"
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Post by Elsie Horowitz on Jun 17, 2015 1:52:28 GMT
Elsie watched with amusement as the young man's emotions went through stages. As he turned away to pull on his clothes the little girl hid a smirk behind a hand. A hatchling, surely. And then as soon as the boy's strongly tattooed body was covered with clothes those negative emotions were dropped. Elsie's hand dropped back down to her side as well as the smirk. The falsely kind smile upon her lips again she looked up innocently enough to meet his gaze.
....... Hisso.
The smile broadened, "Ohhh, Iriel? It's very very nice to meet you." She began, taking a step closer to the young man. "You can call me Emily." Elsie said, choosing her words well so as to not lie. "Can we ... be friends?" Smile, batting of the eyelashes, "Please? You seem really nice and it would be nice, you know, ... to have a friend." Years of acting would assist in the light blush in her cheeks, "Would you mind if maybe we could meet again? Like tomorrow or something? I don't know -- sorry! I'm not very good at this ...." And would bury her face in her small hands in embarrassment.
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