Skittles
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Post by Skittles on Jan 31, 2011 20:02:30 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true] | [atrb=background,http://i1128.photobucket.com/albums/m490/heartfeltxgoodbyes/franziskamiddle.png][scrolly:h(142),w(440),sy,c()] And now the fun begins, Fran. Her head turned, and she blinked silently for a few moments. Her lean frame leaned lightly against the wall as her arms went behind her head. "Shucks, fellas. Why you gotta go and bug a gal, tryna' tah do her job by cleanin' up this hole?" |
[/color] She tossed her head, smirking as her blue eyes glittered with mirth. A brief pause. "Ya'll gotta know the feeling of a teen tryna' makes ends meet by workin' this here graveyard shift."[/color] Another pause before she was all sparkling eyes and smiles. "I gottah little gal at home who needs her ma, you hear? Her name's Franziska. Mine's.."[/color] She hesitated before going on in a rush. "Ella."[/color] She finished with a flare of grandeur. "This brute here's mah chubby hubby who helps with heavy liftin'. Now if ya'll want somethin' extra, they got them hookahs on the street corner."[/color] She finished with her Southern accent, batting her lashes soon after. With an invisible roll of her eyes, she lightly thwacked her palm against the male's posterior. Now shoo 'cuz I can't do nothin' undah pressure."[/color] Another pause. "I need mah paycheck, sweeties. Don't we need tah feed Fran, deary? Such a skinny little thang.."[/color] A sweet smile was flashed as her eyes batted once more. She flipped her hair towards her other shoulder, kneeling down to extend her arms. "I bet I could give these here dogs a real meal and make them appreciate their job, yah hear?"[/color][/justify][/color][/center][/scrolly][/size][/td][/tr][tr][td] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Sinneh
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Post by Sinneh on Feb 2, 2011 21:08:41 GMT -5
At his sister’s request, Dare being the loving and awesome brother he is, went out to buy her some new replacements to the things she’d broken. Like say tasers. He had a taser gun tucked in the front of his jeans and the hand held taser in his pocket. Now to get these things quickly he’d had to buy them in this part of town, and in doing so he’d decided to cut through the fairgrounds in hopes of maybe catching a few thieves for the fun of it. He was matching a plain black Hanes Tee with old blue jeans and combat boots, devious royal blues glancing here and there in the night. And travelling with him was his adolescent Black & Red German Shepherd- Takeshi. He was only about a year old now, or close to it, but his training with Dare was coming out as a huge success. Keshi was huge for his age though, conditioned better than most other Shepherds with the size to rival. Much like his companion- standing at a tall 6’8 and as lethal as he was hunky.
Suddenly Keshi barked, noticing an all too familiar scent-Tenma. He dashed off, looking over his shoulder once to give another deep bark at his tiger-shifting human, and then it was full speed ahead. Damnit Keshi, D’Alerian called after him, breaking into a light run, all the while thinking the only person able to get such a reaction from his dog was Tenma. But why would he be here? Of all places? Well one way to find out.
Of course Keshi got to the scene first, barking a few more times as he barreled on towards the group. Sure enough he saw Tenma, but with another woman, and then to top it off a pair of cops with 4 dogs. He didn’t like cops, one little bit, and Dare’d always told him to either attack or ignore. Well, cops, plus dogs, plus Tenma? That caused for the heroic young canine to defend his nemesis. One of the German Shepherds that hung in the back while the others pressed forward was Keshi’s first target. The dog turned around to meet the new arrival, which ultimately was a mistake. In defense of tenma, Takeshi rammed into the other dog, knocking them both down but snarling and snapping all the while until he got on top. Both dogs traded bites and snaps, but the yelps and whines came from the other since Keshi was hardly ever seen not growling. The other dog got a grip on his forearm and wasn’t letting go, so instinctually Keshi grabbed the exposed side of the neck and began shaking like he was going to rip the dogs head off. Another of the dogs- once the shock of the suddenness of Keshi’s arrival wore off- jumped into action and ran to attack him. All Keshi was focused on was killing the male in his jaws.
Dare was still running on his way, but the sounds of a dog fight were clear in the night air. He weaved through the rides and over fences, but it’d take him another minute or two to reach them.
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Post by Aria ! on Feb 2, 2011 22:10:45 GMT -5
He was taken very off guard by Fran's sudden.. change in accent. He was more enthralled in the dogs though, to be honest. There were four of them, but only one boy- who seemed to keep his distance. The girls however, their aggressiveness had disappeared, and they were interested- sniffing him up and down, confused about how he smelled so much like a dog when he was so human. He ignored Fran's comment about being her husband, and pretty much everything that went along with it, crouching down and rubbing one of the dogs just behind the ear.
It seemed to shock both cops, how their dogs had taken to a stranger so quickly and completely. Of course, Tenma did have that thing where he was born a dog, and was naturally top dog- born in a fighting ring and all. One dog held back, the male. He stood by his master, growling in Tenma's direction. Tenma of course, ignored him just as he did Fran.
But, as fate would have it, a black-and-red German Shepherd bust into the mostly peaceful scene, destroying it. The girl dogs turned their highly trained attention to the sprawling two males, and that seemed to catch the eye of the cops as well. Sighing and scratching his head, Tenma strode behind one of the rides out of sight and shifting as naturally as he breathed, coming back into sight as a fairly large, fairly intimidating dog. A chain rattled around his neck, a solid black leather-spiked collar with his tags on it.
"What do you think you're doing? Stand down, Pup." He barked out, not a question, not a suggestion, but an order. Tenma was beyond joking for the moment. One needed to looked good in front of the ladies, eh? Besides; if he didn't stop, the police would shoot him. His tags, which were displayed clearly and very visible to both Fran and the cops, said his name in large letters and Rohjyx's name under it. Tenma remember Rohjyx having mentioned having connections with the cops, but he couldn't be sure.
Spinning around to face the three girls, he walked right between them, sitting down and staring at Takeshi with a very, very displeased glare. Hopefully the cops knew he meant no harm to them -at least not yet- and wouldn't attempt to shoot him. He'd had enough of that in Mexico.. well, it was true you could never really have enough bullets flying at you in a lifetime.
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Skittles
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Post by Skittles on Feb 2, 2011 22:58:02 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true] | [atrb=background,http://i1128.photobucket.com/albums/m490/heartfeltxgoodbyes/franziskamiddle.png][scrolly:h(142),w(440),sy,c()] Exhaustion was gaining favor rather rapidly. Tired eyes flicked about, seeking some form of an escape before she collapsed and shifted against her will in front of the others. Maybe she'd be able to find her clothes with the mess that was going on now. With a grumble of agitation, she wanders silently towards a turn. Just as predicted, once she reaches that point, her body involuntarily shifts with the popping of bone and sinew as they shrink down to size. It was agony, but she'd grown used to it over time. Brown fur contrasted against the paved walkways as she skittered over the surface of it.
She stood briefly on her hind paws, swiping her front paws along the bridge of her nose. Beady, black eyes peered about the scene rather suspiciously. Good things would come to those who waited, or so she had heard. In the commotion that had been going on, the thief turned actress had opted to make a run for it while she was still somewhat conscious. Even that was falling from her grasp. If she could make it back into the janitor's office, she'd have a chance of making it out of the fairgrounds in one piece. She had a few things on her mind, though, feral as it was in its current state.
Shelter. Eat. Sleep. Run. Those four words had become a soft litany in her head. They were words that she was rather familiar with but hated all the same. She listened to the sound of her nails as they clacked along the pavement. |
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Sinneh
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Post by Sinneh on Feb 7, 2011 0:56:52 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]omnomnomnomnom!Grawg! [/glow]That was a glimpse into the mind of the young canine as he shook with more ferocity until he’d punctured the flesh enough to start causing it to rip open in small tears on the older dog’s neck. By now the adult male had given up the fight against his vicious attacker and went full belly up under him with his tail tucked all the way up to his chest as his own snarls and growls turned into yelps and submissive whines as he was thrashed about. And Keshi would’ve continued way beyond the dog’s death until he grew bored and tenma was safe. Shame, since tenma came back as a dog to ruin his fun. "What do you think you're doing? Stand down, Pup." He stopped and released, but kept his dominant position over the trained police shepherd. Tail arched high behind him and fur bristling he met tenma’s gaze with a twitching and bloodied lips. He nodded and lowered his head, mentally cursing him for being unappreciative of his heroicness at defending the Tenma when he was so distracted by the women folk. Or something like that. Anyway tenma left to go be with the other shepherds but kept a warning glare of immense displeasure on him. The dog beneath him squirmed and keshi snapped at his paws, clipping the pads and when the dog began whining shrilly again and stopped moving Keshi leapt from him and towards the cops with a bark. Another warning. He looked over his shoulder at tenma, tail waving as if asking if he should get these guys too when he caught a flash of movement. And in true dog form he bolted after it.
And just in time. The two cops decided to shoot down Keshi or do something to the crazed hound, one pulled out a pistol and the other a baton, and the one with the baton lunged at Takeshi right when he sprinted. But he didn’t stop- he’d go against this new dog in the midst of all his shepherds. And then yes, you guessed it, Dare arrived! With a ninja war cry he jammed his hand held tazer into the throat of the cop holding the gun, securing his head back with his other hand. He let the guy drop in a crumpled twitching heap, hooting out a laugh when he began to pee himself from the electricity since Dare- in his usual fashion- didn’t hold back. In a fluid, almost practiced move he whipped out the tazer gun and shot the baton-weildin’ cop under his collarbone, and before he could’ve taken more than two steps he was rigid and grunting. D’Alerian laughed, keeping the charge going a good moment longer than was safe before stopping and pulling the cords back into the pistol.
Damn, no wonder Sin likes these things so freakin’ much. Fancy meeting you here Ten, though I’m not exactly surprised you’re surrounded by lady dogs.” He teased, holstering the tazers. He glanced at the wounded german shepherd, tilting his head. Mercy kill or P.O.W? Or just let the cops deal with him when they wake up? He asked in his gruff baritone, turning to tenma once he’d kneeled by the hurt male and placed a hand on its shoulder. Hey, where did Keshi go now? He suddenly remembered him bolting off again, but now it was just a minor thought while he dealt with the task at hand. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Takeshi had decided to chase after Fran, now in weasel form. After chasing down rabbits and squirrels and raccoons and even a few weasels and such while training with Dare, he knew to keep surprise as long as you could. His own paws thudded on the pavement as he lengthened his stride and once caught up- to snap at the weasel to get a hold of her, natural predator instinct.
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Post by Aria ! on Feb 10, 2011 12:30:06 GMT -5
'¡Ah, Cague..1' He thought mentally, watching the blur of motion as Keshi, idiot be damned, went from attacking the dog to it's owners, to running full-speed after the now vermin-like Fran. He gave a long sigh, far too uncaring to go after the foolhardy pup. If he wanted to eat the girl, so be it. She was a Thief anyway. And much like his master, Tenma couldn't care less about the Thieves.
Looking back to the females gathered around him, all with their own shocked dog-expressions, he was about to make an effort to talk to them, or at least get the girls somewhere else, away from all the noise (if you catch his drift), but of course, where there was Takeshi, there was Dare. "Ah. Mi. Dios. Sólo no puedo agarrar una ruptura hoy.2" He mumbled under his breath, anger lacing his Spanish words.
Once the cops were fully incapacitated, he mumbled a few words to the German Shepherd girls, telling them to go somewhere else, like the Junkyard, where he could find them later, and watching them run off, he picked up his shift in his mouth and shifted to human form. Putting the shirt on just afterword.
"Fancy meeting you here Ten, though I’m not exactly surprised you’re surrounded by lady dogs.”
"Sí sí, si usted dice tan.3" He said, waving it off as nothing. It's not like he was actually doing anything with the women, well, not yet. He hadn't had those intentions at first, but now that Dare mentioned it, it had been a while...
Mercy kill or P.O.W? Or just let the cops deal with him when they wake up?
"You should know by now that male dogs aren't really my thing, compinche4." He snickered, looking down at the wounded and bleeding dog. Honestly he didn't really care what happened to it, whether it was quickly dispatched or bled to death wasn't really his concern.
Hey, where did Keshi go now?
"Hmm? Your ill-trained puppy? He went chasing after that Thief girl when she shifted into her weasel form. Wanna go see how it all turned out? Responding with a carefree tone of voice, he went walking in the general direction he'd seen them run off to, guessing that Dare would follow anyway. If not, well, that was his problem.
1. ¡Ah, Cague ;; Ah, Shit 2. Ah. Mi. Dios. Sólo no puedo agarrar una ruptura hoy ;; Oh. My. God. I just can't catch a break today. (Rough translation.) 3. Sí sí, si usted dice tan ;; Yes yes, if you say so. 4. compinche ;; buddy.
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Skittles
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Post by Skittles on Feb 11, 2011 2:20:57 GMT -5
F R A N Z I S K A"Bang, bang. My baby shot me down." The weasel's pulse was hammering in her chest. She could only guess the amount of shit she was in. Last she knew, she was only a thief on a trial basis. She didn't think she'd screwed it up but only time would tell. Closing her eyes, she stopped dead in her tracks and allowed any sense of logic to go out the window to make room for the instinct called survival. Hissing with agitation, she whirled around and aimed a bite at the mutt's nose. Her body was tense, and she was trying her best to stay calm, although she failed miserably.
Unbridled fury glittered in her coal colored gaze. "Don't you have a leash to be on or a cage to be in or a cat to chase up a tree, mutt?" She spat as heer fur bristled and her spine arched. "By the way, you sound like a herd of stampeding elephants." She snarled. Her lips parted as she bared her glimmering fangs. If worse came to worse, she could always scare them and show her nudity.
Not that anybody's ever complained about her shedding her clothes. Not that there'd be any clothes to shed. It'd be an instant nude thing. Might be fun to watch them squirm a bit. Her eyes lit up with mischief. "C'mon, deary..get your willy out of your master's hand for once..play with the big leagues."
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