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Post by Ookami on Jan 18, 2009 19:18:11 GMT -5
+ The instinct's of Melody's wolven side kicked in and she felt like she needed stake a claim. On Joelle. Like prey, or territory. Green and blue eyes scanned around the room. Really to make sure Dione and Zetsumei were watching. She lent towards Joelle and pressed her lip's against her's. Not to hard, but not softly. Then she pulled back and looked around the room. Her eyes bright and if she was in wolf form her tail would be wagging. Just then she giggled like a child and put her hand over her mouth. Zetsumei looked at Melody strangly for a long moment. "... Alright" she coughed and walked off. She stumbled back into the bathroom and collapsed by the toilet. "Oh god" she threw up and gripped the sides of it. Suddenly a wave of nasuea came over her. "What the hell is wrong with me..." she thought to herself. At this point it didn't matter if Dione and Melody herd her. "I'm a werewolf... I don't get sick..." she growled quietly. And to top things off her stomach kept turning. Melody watched Zetsu run off into the bathroom. "Whats wrong with her?" she whispered to Dione. She turned back to Joelle. "Of course" she smiled. She gripped the clothing Dione had picked out and skipped into Zetsumei's bedroom. She swicthed her clothing and walked out akwardly. The boots streached out over her knee's to her things and the dress fit her tightly. She blushed slightly and walked over to Joelle. She handed her the safety pins.
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Post by Lieutenant Razor on Jan 18, 2009 20:38:31 GMT -5
::Nothing. After Joelle gave her name, nobody said anything to acknowledge that they had heard. They must have only asked to be polite, then decided that feigning something they didn't feel was necessary would be wasting too much of their time, and so they dropped the facade. At least they were honest, Jo had to admire them for that. It was such a strange contrast, the secreacy of their race and the openness of their personalities. She wondered if they were able to keep their secret from many.
While she was thinking about all these things, Melody surprised her with a kiss. Honestly, Jo could not have been more shocked. What a twelve-year-old thing to do; sneak a kiss even though there had been no warning, no building up of the mood, just because there was a moment when everyone was out of the room and you never knew when the next chance would be. It was absolutely adorable, and the wave of young giddiness this brought out put the butterflies of earlier to shame. Melody's boundless energy was infectious as it was uplifting, and Joelle found herself more and more at ease the longer she stayed by the werewolf's side. Before she knew it the kiss was over, and she realized only too late that she hadn't really kissed back. Surely Melody would have felt the smile emerging underneath her lips and seen the bared teeth when she pulled away and understand that Joelle had indeed enjoyed it. She was so busy thinking about how much she enjoyed it that she was obviously to Zetsumei being sick in the other room.
Still smiling, Joelle waited for her date to change. When Mel did, the albino fae realized that the tiny werewolf was more than cute; she was also pretty damn hot.
"Wow," said the human under her breath. For a split second familiar jealously flared up inside the female before she remembered that Melody wasn't someone she was competing with, and so she was able to just enjoy the scenery.
"You look great!" she commented, taking the pins from her hand. She wanted to admire Melody longer, but understood that time was wasting. Joelle was planning on cutting pieces of fabric and draping them over her underwear, but in order to do that she needed to have a scissors.
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Post by Inu on Jan 20, 2009 16:52:03 GMT -5
Upon emerging from her costume room yet again, Dione was met with the sexy sight of Melody kissing Joelle. A lightbulb could have appeared over her head at that moment - so Mel and Jo were friends, like that. Oh. Mentally, Dione scolded herself for being so stupid, but it hadn't really clicked in her mind before. Yes, she figured that something was going on, otherwise Melody wouldn't have told this girl about werewolves and who knew what else. She had been so focused on dressing the girls up that she hadn't really paid much attention to anything else. Further proof that she was slowly losing it.
Speaking of which, it sounded like Zetsu was losing something in the other room. Perplexed, Dione frowned and wandered into the bathroom. It looked like Zetsu was hungover or something, but that was impossible. First of all, exactly how many drinks would it take to get a werewolf even slightly drunk? And secondly, Dione had been with Zetsu most of the night, while they had been on Dyami territory, after which they had both been pretty tired. There was no room for clubbing, that was for sure. Unless Zetsu had started chugging the minute Dione had left, she couldn't see how her Alphess could possibly be having a hangover. She had seemed perfectly fine just moments ago, too. "What's up?" she inquired, almost managing to sound sympathetic. She wasn't very good around sick people. The most she could do was hold Zetsu's hair back while she bent over the seat. She could hear Mel going to get changed, and then Jo's compliment on her outfit, and desperately wanted to go see her work. However, being a reasonably reliable pack member and cousin, she would stay with Zetsu until she was dismissed.
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Post by Ookami on Jan 20, 2009 20:43:08 GMT -5
+ Who knew the face of a werewolf could get so hot. Melody's face went red the second Joelle spoke. "Um thankyou" she murmerd and tried to hide her face. Face as hot as flame, little Melody Barlow sat on the ground. She buried her face into her hands for a moment, at least until her temperature returned to its normal -able to melt snow- warmth. Did Melody have anything to cut with? She thought. "Well there isn't much in here to cut with... since we really don't need it is there" she thought aloud. Very quietly and subconsiously she added "my teeth would work" her face flushed pink again. I have no fucking clue" she coughed. "Last thing I remember doing was... oh god" she broke off and doubled over onto the floor. She stared up blankly at the roof. "I believe at this point you know Dione" she spoke shakily. Quickly she pulled herself back up to the toilet again. "There's no way, can't be. this has never happened before.. but it has never been another werewolf." She sniffled in air and clenched her stomach. "Dione dearie... I need you to venture into town and get me somthing..." she grimanced. A frown crossing over her mouth. "Other than... my teeth there really is nothing..." she trailed off. Standing up she snooped around the house. She trotted into the kitchen and began pulling open drawers. "Has to be a knife somewhere" she muttered. "Try the cupboard" came Zetu's muffled reply. Melody flicked open the cupboard and to her relief there was a knife. It was a slightly bent out of shape, shiney, exacto knife. Melody giggled and walked carfully back to Joelle. She handed her the knife with care and sat back down on the floor. She hand never really wore a dress before and therefore did not know any proper dress-edicate. She was completely oblivous to the fact everyone could probably see her underwear right now.
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Post by Lieutenant Razor on Jan 22, 2009 22:17:08 GMT -5
::Luckily, there was a knife in the cupboard. Joelle took it gladly; she didn't know what she would have done if there hadn't been one, though it was more than likely it wouldn't have been very difficult to get her another costume. The messy-haired dame seemed to be rather fond of clothing, and had accumulated a great deal of outfits.
As she worked, cutting the lime-green material, Jo thought about just how adorable Melody was, sitting there with her bright panties quite visible, as oblivious as a young child. She was a paradox to be certain; her heart knew of sadness that would age anyone considerably, yet her manner was light and seemed almost care-free. There was an air of innocence about her, yet Joelle knew that there was also darkness and suffering. It was a beautiful blend, and one that would keep her interest for a long time to come assuming that the human didn't suddenly stumble onto some truth about Melody that brought everything about her to light at once and sucked out any mysterious she had lying against her bones.
After stripping down to her underwear (the older two werewolves seemed to be involved in matters of their own and Jo wanted Mel to see, so she didn't bother going into another room), the teenager began pinning the pieces together around her legs to make swishy, semi-transparent pants and also some wrapped tightly against her pale arms to give them some color. The last part was a long strip that she let loosely sit on the crooks of her forelimbs as a shawl. Yes, it looked fairly shitty, but in the dark of the dance who would notice? Who would care? As a last touch Joelle picked up a scrap and tied her long, wavy pink hair up into a ridiculously high ponytail. It was practically on top of her head, but completed the foreign genie-belly-dancer look to her liking.
"Well, what do you think?" she asked her friend, wanting to know if it was good enough for her school dance. Really, they should get going soon, but if she looked totally stupid Jo definitely wanted to be told that so that she could change and not feel awkward the whole time they were there.::[/size][/color]
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Post by Inu on Jan 23, 2009 12:46:19 GMT -5
Oh.
It wasn't really the last thing, but the last person Zetsu remembered doing that really mattered. The last werewolf, in fact.
"Oh dear lord," Dione began. Zetsu was right - she knew well enough what must have happened. It was the only explanation; there was no question of a hangover or an illness. Zetsumei must be pregnant, nothing else fit. And as the only pack member who knew this so far, it was Dione's duty to dash off into town to fetch a pregnancy test. Only then would they know for sure, even though it seemed that Zetsu was resolved to her fate, and Dione had to agree with her. Nothing else was possible, it had to be a pregnancy. Still, the test must be taken to find out absolutely, without a doubt.
"Aye, aye." replied Dione, and saluted her Alpha. Before entering the other room, she covered her eyes in an effort not to be distracted by the girls' costumes. Once she was sure that she could see absolutely nothing, she ran through the other room, nearly flipping over the couch in her anxiety. "I'm-going-into-town-to-get-stuff-BYE!" she hollered childishly, colliding with the door. Total blonde moment aside, she uncovered her eyes, resisting the urge to turn around and see what the clothes looked like, before opening the door and running as fast as she possible could through the forest into downtown Lamdon.
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Post by Ookami on Jan 27, 2009 17:08:29 GMT -5
+ Melody's eye's widened and her face went hot. She looked at the floor and played with a string on her boot. "Don't look up, don't look up" she told herself. Joelle was standing before her, with no clothing on. Melody glanced up and quickly regreted it. "Stop it!" she scolded herself. Her whole body was probably red by this point, she could feel it. Her face burned and her heart raced. She looked up again. Silently she made note of what she saw. She had never realised how good looking Joelle really was until now. She wanted to stand up and poke her, just to make sure she was real. But she decided against it.
She hoped this wouldnt be the last time she got to see Joelle like this, maybe next time with no clothing at all... She drifted off. "NO!" she scolded herself. A dull heat began to form between her legs and her face went beat red. Every time a thought about sex crossed her mind it began to turn into a flame. She had a feeling by the end of the night she would need to change her panties.
She had never really made note that Joelle was getting into costume while she was thinking of her nude until now. She looked up again, slightly stunned. The bright colours were so pleasing. She began to giggle "you look like a watermelon" she shreired with laughter. "Pink hair and your wearing green, I love it" she lept up and wrapped her arms around her gently. Zetsu kept quiet and curled into a ball on the bathroom floor. She stared up at the ceiling. "Being a werewolf comes full of surpirses" she muttered quietly.
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Post by Lieutenant Razor on Feb 19, 2009 21:32:50 GMT -5
::Normally the watermelon comment would have been taken terribly offensively (after all, watermelon are bloated and fragile), but Joelle was able to forgive Melody because of how she wrapped her arms around her. Melody didn't mean any harm. Also, she hadn't said anything about the poor quality of the belly-dancer outfit, which had been the albino's primary concern.
"We make quite the pair, don't we?" Jo laughed, looking at the difference between their costumes. One was bright and gauzy, the other dark, a creature of shadows. She wasn't speaking of the difference in species.
Looking around, the pink-haired human noticed that one of the werewolves was missing. Vaguely she remembered one leaving, calling out some message too quickly to be understood as she left. The wolfess that remained really looked shitty. Jo didn't feel anything toward her; no pity, no happiness at her misfortune, no feelings of superiority because she herself was healthy, nothing. She did not care about the sick, long-haired woman's condition in the least.
"Well...are we ready to go then?" Joelle asked, pushing a soft strand of hair out of Melody's face to better see those bi-colored eyes.::[/size][/color]
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Post by Inu on Feb 28, 2009 14:25:20 GMT -5
Dione rushed off to the little pharmacy in the town of Lamdon, forgetting that she was running a little to quickly and adeptly for somebody in heels. If she had been spotted by another supernatural being, they would surely have pulled her over and lectured her on the importance of remaining hidden, or simply bit her head off. However, there wasn't exactly a line up of mystical creatures in the drugstore. Luckily, there wasn't much of a line of humans, either, and Dione's only problem was finding the pregnancy tests. She hadn't much reason to be there herself, and didn't know where everything was. After a few moments of frantic searching, she managed to locate what she had been looking for, and raced to the counter with it. The cashier gave her a look, but seemed to take the product that she was purchasing as a reasonable explanation for her hurry. Unfortunately, Dione had neglected to bring any money with her. No, she did not habitually think of these things. Yes, she was very stupid. The cashier, an exhasperated little old lady, held the box for her while Dione dashed off to the bank to extract a few bucks. After returning and paying for the item, she walked quickly out of town, finally recalling the fact that she needed to slow down, and then raced as fast as she could after hitting the treeline.
Finally, she reached the cabin. Again, she desperately avoided looking at the two girls in the living room, and wasn't even certain that they were still present. Instead, she hastened to the bathroom, where she dropped to the floor in a cross-legged position, and tossed the box at Zetsumei. She sat there like a puppy, patiently anticipating the answer to Zetsu's problem, before realising that her cousin might want some privacy. "Oh!" she exclaimed as this realisation hit her, and crawled out of the room, shutting the door behind her. Still on the floor, she pressed her ear to the door, intent on hearing what was going on even if she couldn't see.
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Post by Ookami on May 19, 2009 21:37:29 GMT -5
+ "We shall, We shall!" Melody bounced up and down excitedly. A grin spread widly across her face. She wanted to jump ontop of Joelle... but that wouldnt turn out to well. She giggled and turned a pink tone as Joelle moved her hair out of the way. She swayed from side to side gently. "Let's go and leave the strange one" she eyes Dione. Who now had her head pressed up against the bathroom door. Not giving Zetsumei any privacy. She pulled gently on Joelle's hand and shut the door behind them. The sun was beggining to set and they had a walk ahead of them. This was going to be fun. Once Dione had arrived Zetsumei stared at her for a long moment. "Some privacy... at least" she looked up hopfuly as Dione shuffled out of the room. She glared at the package on the floor. "Curse you test of doom... if you turn pink Ill hurt you..." she verbally harassed it for awhile before actually using it. She watched it, shook it a few times. "Maybe its defective.. theres no colour at all" Maybe if she had of read the box. But it was to late, she happened to glance down as a little plus sign appered on it. She shreiked. Loudly.
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