Note to self... Cypher must meet her...

My thoughts on the bio title;

"Looks like this sax..."
*sunglasses*
"...Just got jazz'd"

YEAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

...

Uh. Yeah. *tracks*

Gingy
get
out
|:
-DYING- I thought the same thing though. -sob-

Kumiiiiko hi~ TIME TO STALK cB

Pffff I love him ;; Sax has a thing for a) observing others from higher ground and b) hiding as best she can.

And prodding birds, evidently.

I keep having to sit her down because conversations and such |8 ffffft

That picto.

It's purdy.

:3

^ Immediatly thought of that as soon as I saw this bio :'D haha
*tracks for saxaphone-ness, fellow saxaphone player (x *

LOLYOUGUYS

Aaaaaw Kumiko ;A;! aw aw aw sdkfjhsdf if you want her on, post on my updates and I'll throw her (violently) in for you :'D Bawbawbaw <3

track~


...someone will visit her as soon as that certain someone isn't that F**ed up anymore |D

Track :3

-reads updates to see what I missed at work-

Heh. Didn't you know? Buy one Cypher, get a Migisi free. It's a complete package!

-tackles Sax- -injects tracking device- -runs off-

tracking

Why am I not tracking this? ._.

I am now. ♥

I'm not going anywhere! 8c *clings to bio*

|D; I might mention he wasn't making to attack anyone. Just snipping at Maeve for doing what her mother said not to, and cutting her off from Sax.

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[ Of course I don't mind, I've been waiting for this >> ♥! ]

The change in behaviour was obvious, and she was not blind to it. Truth be told Saxophone did not feel like playing, did not feel like nuzzling the youngster, but there was an impression that had to be kept up around Maeve - that of being a good creature, a kind creature, one that played all the time rather than just sometimes - whether the scruffy doe felt like it or not.
Ocher irises stared down at the fawn as it spoke clumsy, unsure words that sent Saxophone's stomach churning in displeasure. Juliet. That goddamn kid, when was everyone going to let that go? She still hadn't had a chance to find the little doe on her own, earn her trust, make her forget about their first encounter - but one day. Certainly, one day.
Saxophone had the choice of telling the truth, or lying. The former choice would result in losing some, if not all, of the trust that the fawn had given to her - innocent trust in its purest form, a child's trust. The latter choice would result in...
Honestly, she wasn't sure. What if Maeve was later convinced otherwise? All the same, it would cause the young one to doubt her mother, to go against that...family. All of these thoughts passed in a split second, and the doe's smile did not falter.
"Y'what? Juliet, your friend?" The scruffy, white doe lowered her head to look at Maeve properly, ears pricked, eyes wide with false innocence. "Why would I hurt yer friend, sweet? Y'Momma must have me confused."
Saxophone's brows pulled upwards, as if worried. "Is yer friend okay? Is she hurt?"

[ Sorry it's so long, man |: I felt her thought process and reasoning was pretty necessary, though. ]

( Sorry for late reply. D: )

In the back of her mind, her mother's warnings were repeating themselves. 'Stay away from that doe.'...'She attacked Juliet, she'll might turn on you too one day.'...'She is dangerous.' Was she really dangerous? Maeve had never seen her angry - unless when she was attacked. She had never seen the doe attack anyone either, so why did 'everyone' hate her so much? This whole situation was out of reach for what Maeve's mind was able to grasp. Her eyes rested continuously on the grey doe's face as if she was able to find the answers to her confusion there. And when Sax spoke, her heart was filled with relief. The grey doe had not hurt Juliet, everything was okay! But soon she felt heavy in her stomach again, because there was still something about this that wasn't quite right. She gave a nod.
"Juliet fine." She said with an assuring smile to the doe, before the smile vanished again, and she concentrated on that heavy feeling inside. Why did she feel like that? And soon the answer came to her; because everyone seemed to hate this doe.
"Why they not like you?" She asked, after a moment of thoughts. Did they all have the grey doe confused?

Maeve tilted her head slightly as the doe's expression seemed to change, but it was only for a moment. She took in the words the adult spoke, but remained silent for quite some time. Her face had a rather concentrated expression, as the fawn was trying to make out what this all meant. She opened her mouth, was about to ask why her mother hated Sax. But before she uttered a word, Maeve remembered she already knew the reason; the doe's attack on Juliet. But that had just been a mistake, hadn't it? Her mother had been confused, and done a mistake. So she had no reason to hate the grey doe! A smile appeared on Maeve's face when she realized this. She would tell her mother of her mistake, and everything would be okay. But for now she turned her gaze back to Sax.
"That is..." Maeve silenced for a moment, trying to remember the word she was looking for.
"..unfair." She gave a nod to herself.

It's okay. ♥ It was nice to get to rp with you, even if it was a short one. ^^'

"You arenot needed here. Stay away from him."

"Not true, from what I have seen."

In the distance, a pair of grey eyes lock onto this creature. She approaches, the sly one, her sleek grey and white body swaying with the movements.

"It seems you and I are in the same boat, friends are hard to find, nonexistent...but perhaps those in similar situations are meant to work together, hmm?", Iugulare's little face flashes a fanged grin.

"I'm not asking for servitude. I have enough servants. But I wouldn't mind having a friend...someone to talk to. What do you think? Would you like to be friends with a little alien like me?"

Iugulare sneers here, the usual question she is always asked. As a matter of fact, earthlings were always asking her questions. It annoyed her that she had to explain herself so often, but it was a small price to pay for friendship or even servitude.

"My name is Iugulare, and I am a Goxi from the planet Venterm. But Earth has become my (temporary) home, and many of these fools are not accepting of outsiders. They do not know the benefits of being nice to an alien. I'm always shunned, attacked, threatened here...but you, you seem different, you seem like one who would never abandon a friend in need."

She blinks here, "May I ask who you are? Quite an delectable creature you are, heh...", her little smile is oddly comforting.

Quite interesting character indeed.