"humanoid" rp as in the human versions of deer? I feel a little confused >< But it sounds fun. The hard part is thinking of a storyline. Perhaps a common daylife storyline, or an adventure plot from an anime (okay, maybe they can't be ninjas but there are many other good plots to try with this kind of rp c: )
oh it's all rigth, lol. And yeah, like people in some word. I'm thinking maybe something classic like a small city or something. And all ppls being "Deers" so being different isn't exactly something weird. lol
The sun shinned down between the curtains and made a figure grunt and squirm under the black and green sheets. Slowly an muscular arm emerged and waved around and grab the clock while murmuring noise followed.
"8.10..." A dark voice said followed with a deep yawn, then a sudden silence and stillness. "Ghyaa! I'm late!"
The sheets flung of a young mans body as he hurled himself down grabbing cloths while he moved around, stile being half asleep with rings under his eyes.
The mans name was Kileah, and odd name for a swedish-boy. But that was his name. His eyes was clear blue and his hair a half long mess in a different shades of brown, black, blonde and even a little red in it. And he had a patch of hair that was green hanging a bit with his bangs and some top hair. That was his roomis work...
His body was muscular and he probably was considered a big guy by most. But he was far from a bodybuilder and a lot lazier. And well his height made him hard to miss.
He grabbed the door while he managed to get his torn jeans on and stagger of to his shoes while he tried pulling a dark green shirt over his head with an arm sticking out.
"Eh-herm..." Did a light girls voice speak. "You know you should start to considering sleeping with your cloths on if your gonna keep up being late to work all the time." The girl laughed and crunched on something that probably was breakfast, or something more horrifying. You never knew when it was Orri that was the chef.
"Ghyaa! Tyst med dig!(Quite you!)" Anwsered Kileah annoyed in swedish with out thinking much in his tired state as he slammed the door behind him and ran hastily down the apartments stairs as fast as he could. He hated being late!
Kileah worked a small part time job at a pet-store and had a very good hand with the animals, as his ability to be able to speak with them highly improved the care he could give them. He had even helped doctors sometimes with bigger animals like horses and once even an elephant.
Hey... wasn't it something.. speciall with today? He thougth in after thougth as he kept on runing.
Myszka locked his bike to a post in a small lot. He preferred riding his bike on a beautiful day like this one, and the city was cleaner than most he had been to in the past. Besides, because he was small for an adult, he could not easily reach the gas pedal in a car. Biking places was much easier, plus, he couldn't afford his own car yet, being on college break. He only wished people would not stare at him for being foreign. He lived in the city, but he was born in a southern country, giving him tan skin and his father's white hair.
The man loved to get up early. He wanted to be at a local pet shop that day to go look at the cats, since he got a little lonely living in an apartment room on his own, and he loved cats for their lazy grace and the little care they needed. He walked up to the pet store's door and opened it, hearing a bell tinkle somewhere when he walks in.
Suddenly feeling lost, he stopped and looked at the aisles. Where were the animals? He saw shelves of supplies. He knew they were somewhere near; they had to be.
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That s just how I imagine Kileah :3 It is a lot of fun.
What country or city are they in?
Kileah ran past some peoples with a lot of "excuse me!"s hanging in the air after him. He managed to get the t-shirt properly on and even the vest with paw-prints and his name in yellow letters.
He turned in a corner and opened the door with a hasty grip.
Usualy it was just him and another dude in the store, costumer usualy turned up later.... But this time Kileah literary almost ran over a short white haired guy that stud almost behind the door.
"HhooOowwaaA!" He burst out grabbing a shelve above the short guys head, another arm on a bench and a leg stretched out a little beside the 'costumer' as it could have landed on him. His upper body hanged over the man as his lower parts was in a bit of crocked state as he barely manage to not crush the poor guy.
Kileah face burst up in blush wich thankfully was a tiny bit hidden by his own long hair hanging down.
"Erhmm..uh... Hi... Welcome to PawPrints..." Kileahs muscals was rather tense as the position he had wasn't the most... easily to hold with out falling over the costumer.
"What can I... help you with?" He kept on, knowing it was rather foolish with the position he was in. "And..erh ... could you move a little?" The almost 2 meter tall man said a bit embarrassed.
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Erh any country xD like tef human country in a tef human town xD lol. I think it is like a small city think english is the usual language though.
Myszka's face reddened and he stammered out an apology. "S-sorry, I wasn't paying attention..." he managed to say. Carefully, he tried to get out from the awkward position, feeling more embarassed each passing minute. From where he was, he could read a name in yellow letters across a store vest: Kileah. Finally, he scooted out from underneath the other man and got to his feet, brushing off his red t-shirt. Myszka bent down and stretched out a hand to help Kileah up.
"I'm really sorry." he said a little more calmly once he had caught his breath. His English was good, except for some accent. "I was just wondering where the cats were..." he looked down guiltily, fiddling with one of his earrings like he always did when he was nervous. "You work here, don't you? Do you know the where the animals are kept?" He did not stare at the man's eccentric hair, and not even directly at his face, afraid that he would blush again and make a fool of himself. His day had started out fine, but now all he wanted to do was go home, have tea, and bury his head in his pillows.
A big thump was heard when Kileah let go of the things that had held him up. Embarrassed he scratch his head sitting on the ground. Urgh... He was stile tired. His hair stayd in his face for a second and he tune out the costumer for a second, blinking the blue eyes slowly. Erh let's see... What was it today?
His thougths derailed as he saw the hand and his eye followed it up to the guys face. Oh... asian, kinda? hmm. Cute. He thought. Kileah had a rather typical robust face with clear cheek bones matching has white but sun brown skin. He usually got red before turning brown when he was out in the sun.
He grabbed the tinier hand and stud up again towering a bit over the other.
"Erh.. Yeah I work here. I was late. Sorry." he said rather bluntly with a bit of swedish accent. Kileahs eyes wondered a bit over the other guy in a calm curious manner before he turned them away and a bit embarrassed walked passed him.
"They are in the other room... In the garden." He said scratching his chin a little. He really needed to shave it... "Any special cat your after?" He said a bit more business like as his big feets maneuvered easil around in the shop taking him to the other room.
The garden was literary an indoor garden. Though with some cages and fenced places where diffrent animals where. Even snakes in the terrariums and fishes swiming in interesting looking aquariums. But one thing was that they actully had a deer fawn laying in the grass that now stod wobbly up and made a moohing sound at Kileah.
"We have some ragdolls, strays, maos, siames, norwedian long haired and other once. I can get other cats too."
"Hrrmm.." Myszka stopped looking at Kileah for a minute and walked out further into the garden. A delighted smile spread across his face, and he laughed. "This is amazing! Your animals must be very happy here." He plopped down in some grass and watched the deer fawn. It looked so fragile and cute, he longed to pet it, but he knew that it would be afraid. He contented himself with watching the animal.
"Any kind of cat, that isn't too old, but not a newborn, either. I used to have a Mau when I lived with my parents, before I moved." He broke off, noting he was getting off topic, and tilted his head so he could look back at Kileah. "I'd like a cat just like you." he said without thinking, then immediately froze and added hastily, "What I mean is you seem pretty calm, and collected... like a cat. Some are obnoxious, though, or mean." Myszka went back to looking at the garden, and played with a blade of grass. He got up, looking through the glass of a big fish tank.
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Aww, his thoughts are getting off track |D
the deer fawn was cute... but it would not fit in any apartment
Kileah walked to a shelve on the wall and took down some bags with dry food, for the diffrent animals in there.
Theire chatter was lowed in his ears, all where they curious about the stranger, asking question about him and if he would be there new owner or give them treats. animals always wanted treats.
The swedish-guy smiled a little at his words.
"Yeah, they are... at least it is a good place for them to wait in." He walked up to a cage and gave a dog some food and conitued to the next one, while he listened to the costumers words.
So.. the guy live alone? Kileah thougth, then he must be older then he looks at least. He made a face on his own behalf. He was terrible at seeing age or other things about peoples.
He was feeding the birds when the comment came and he blinked confused. Hu? Kileah turned his head looking a bit surprised at the guy.
"I do?" He said before he could think and lowered his hands a bit from the birds. "oh.. eh I see." He said after hearing the explanation and smiled a bit.
"hmm we do have some older cats other has left because of various reasons..." He grabbed his own chin in wonder. "Mh... Samson is a bit of a nut.. but maybe Maouie.." He said in a lower voice while his eyes went to the cat's cages. His eyes looking at a long haired white cat lady.
~That guy?! Realy..~ The cat looked very royal like at costumer and her tail swoped from side to side.
"Uhm, indoor or outdoor cat? and erh.. do you live in a house or apartment?" Kileah walked a bit closer to him and the cat's. The once who knew about his powers was few, but it's wasn't realy a secret. But he liked keeping it to himself as long as he could. Kids had not ben kind to him when he was a kid after all.
"Indoor would be best, I would not want the cat to be unhappy. I live in an apartment." Myszka moved on to look at the birds, examining a big parrot hanging on an artificial branch. He smiled a little at the birds flying and twittering in the enclosure. "Do you think I can give them some birdseed?" he asked. He put his hand on the cage, wondering what it was like to be able to fly like those birds. The parrot he had been watching turned around and fixed him with a beady eye. "Hi, bird." He greeted it.
"Good day, good day to youu." The parrot squawked, bobbing its head up and down. Myszka did a double take, some hair falling into his eyes and making him look silly. He gave a small laugh.
Myszka stopped and fixed his ponytail so it would not fall apart, then turned around, voice curious. "The animals like you a lot... how long have you been working here?" He looked down at his feet, scuffling them. "Are you ever scared that they'll bite you?" He'd been bitten by dogs and snakes before, and so avoided those animals. Cats and birds were the only ones he trusted.
Kileah noded. An indoor cat.. Hm then Maouie could be good. Though she was one who wanted attention, treats and to be combed every second. Nha wrong cat...
"Sure." Kileah walked up to him, and gave him a bag of seed while he half listen to the words of the birds.
~Uhh red hairband! that's mine!~ A little fat budgie said.
~Seeds! Nhu nhu! I want caviar!~ A big parrot with one eye murmured.
~Be quiet!~ A blackbird said in anger.
Kileah took a step back and looked at him with sleepy eyes when he turned.
"Urh... I worked here for a year or so." His eyes blinked a little slowly and he looked a bit pondering at his other question. He had never thought of it. sure it happened that they bite him sometimes, but he didn't mind. Usual's humans faults they did.
"No.. Not really. I've never been scared of them biting me. I don't mind I got though skin." He suddenly smiled with a rove of straight white tees.
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Myszka took the birdseed and glanced at Kileah, judging how sincere the smile was. He smiled back. "Thanks." Reaching into the bag, he scooped up some birdseed and stuck his hand through the bars for the birds to feed from. "Tough skin?" he repeated. The skin on his fingers was tough from instrument playing, but his palms weren't. "Useful, with a job like this. You're lucky to work here."
~Neh, neh, who is this guy?~ A woodpecker asked, gulping down food.
~I don't care, he's giving us food!~ A canary butted in as it snatched some birdseed. Once the food was gone, Myszka petting the canary's head with the tip of his pinky finger, feeling the soft yellow feathers.
The fawn, in the meanwhile, had sat up and stretched its knobbly legs, looking at them questioningly.
~Kileah, I want food to.~ it said sadly, eyes big and hopeful. ~Blueberries!~
"I wonder what they are all tweeting about." Myszka said, and giggled. "They all sound delighted." He turned around, sounding a little worried. "Am I allowed to do this?"
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yes, I love playing them, the cute little creatures~ c:
I'm getting lost for a plot, so I'm making things up as I go
Kileah shrugged a bit. He hadn't though about it. As he hadn't though about much other things.
Orri was usually the one pushing him to do things. They where childhood friends, though she was younger then him by a year or two.
Kileah eyes move a bit to the birds and a little smiled slipped his lips while he absent minded picked up a small bucket and went towards the fawn.
"Mostly food and to be petted.. probably" He answered with out thinking while he bent down so he shrunk to half his own size. Opened the lid and picked up a handful of berries.
"sure you are, as long as i am here." He smiled again and gesture with the blueberry hand towards the costumer again.
"Here, do you want to feed her? She can nip at your fingers a little though.."
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ahha same xD I'm just typing my mind is pretty blank.
- so like Kileah's sleepy head
Myszka's eyes lit up. "Can I?" he asked. He turned to the birds. "Sorry, I'll come say hi again."
~You'd better, baka!~ The canary chirped. Myszka, not understanding, just petted it once more then left. He carefully reached into the bucket and picket out some blueberries, kneeling down next to Kileah. He held his hand out.
"Here, you sweet thing." he smiled at the fawn. "Do you like these?" The fawn stared at him, flicking its furry tail. On impulse, Myszka took a blueberry and popped it into his mouth. He made a face; that particular one was unripe. He managed to smile again. "They're delicious!" he encouraged the fawn.
~I dunno... sour eh?~ The fawn scooted closer and stretched its neck out to lick one of the berries.
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Ah, there I was thinking Orri was his wife, since they lived together xD\
I guess it's pretty late for you if you're starting to be just like Kileah
OBS will write anwser on rp shortyl
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no no no xD Just room mates orri is my new char-deer :> Ilove her nuttyness.
Is more like the odd cusins, or some.
oh yeah rigth now it is 3 in the morning/nigth
Kileah held his dumb-looking-face even tough he felt like laughing at some of the comments the animals spoke. He really did love all of them.
Gentle he put a hand to the fake-grass ground and sat down rather close to the guy while he feed the fawn.
He couldn't help to chuckle a little at them both.
"Sorry, they aren't really ment for us to eat. Tough the birds and fawn like them. I picked them a bit to earlie..." He scratched his head, while he put a the bucket beside both of them and gave the rest of the berries to the costumer.
Kileah glanced a bit at him while he rubbed one of his own eyes and hindered a yawn.
"By the way my name is Kileah Lind. If you here sometime.. and want to feed them and so in here. You can just ask for me at the desk." Kileahs blue eyes wonder a bit away as he rubbed his own neck in a nervous move. Maybe he had said something that might have sounded silly there...
"Hum.. Kileah Lind." Myszka rolled the syllables, thinking about the name. He decided it was fine, and smiled. "Sure, I will be stopping by as often as I can." A bright idea occured to him, and face lit up with excitement. "If your chief allows it, then would it be okay for me to write an article about this place? I write for this town's newspaper as a side job, and I'm sure an article would get more customers. I could interview you, as well."
He leaned back, putting his hands behind his head and getting comfortable in the plastic grass. "This place exists as a refuge for many animals... coming here, it's been really relaxing. I wish that I could share this with others, and make them see that animals aren't so bad."
This guy... Kileah thought smiling a bit. What energy he had. It made him feel like a slug in comparison. Then it was the excitement he had, very interesting.
The big guy yawned again as he listened to the others words and fell down in the grass with his head leaning against his hand, as he lay on his side looking calmly at the other smaller guy. "I'm sure he would love that... but he isn't here. He is traveling, as usual. Finding exotic things." Kileah said in a yawn as he closed his eyes a little just to open one of them instead. "Hmmrgm. That makes me glade, many seems to like this place actually, but it isn't a park.. It's a place of wait for everyone here. To find the right person to take them home."
Kileahs eyes opened as he fell on his back and looked straight up on the glass-roof, like they have on a greenhouse. This place was almost like a mini Bio-dome. With an ecosystem and all, accept that carnivorous didn't eat the other animals and Kileah and other staff members was the biggest source of food. "Erh.. Interview.. hu?" He pondered more to himself then to the costumer.
The one that had opened the shop was the women who lived on top of it. Miss Margret. An old grey haired lady with glasses, an almost perfectly round body, and a smile or a temper that could break stone with it's stubbornness.
Now she had slowly realized that someone hadn't reported to her. And that he had certainly forgotten the importance of this day. This little old ladys lungs could strike fear even in military ranks.
"Kileah Lind! Don't you dare sleep on the job!" Her tiny figure stood in the doorway and as soon as she saw the costumer her face turned to a happy plum and her voice shirped like a bird."Oh, well hello, Welcome to the shop~" As soon as her eyes turned to Kileahs slug-like figure her voice turned to an generals again. "Have you feed all the animals! Good! Now sweep up this place before they arrive!" She gestured to the door she was blocking with her full body.
(npc - free to play)
Myszka jumped a foot into the air when Miss Margret shouted. Realizing she wasn't shouting at him, he gave her a nervous smile.
"I'm sorry for taking up his time, miss!" he apologized. "Really, I'm sure Kileah would have had everything cleaned up already if I hadn't been talking to him. I was looking for cats but got distracted by how wonderful this place was."
Miss Margret's eyes lit up. "Oh, don't worry sir~ We have plenty of cats! Plenty of animals! I'm sure you will meet one that strikes your fancy~" She kept smiling hugely, but she glanced at Kileah threateningly and gestured urgently behind her. "I spent a lot of time, money, and effort on this place and workers like Mr. Lind are very valuable to me in keeping the animals happy." She paused. " If the workers actually get to WORK!"
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Uwaah, I've missed rp's. Since coming back I haven't had one. My writing might be a little rusty XD
(And my mother's english name translates to Margret She sounds like the complete opposite of her though! )
Kileah fround and slowly turned his face to Mrs Margret. She really had entered at a bad time, and more over was disturbing both animals and the costumer. He sighed deep, moving his arm down to the ground and easily heaved him self up in a sitting position. Scratching his head. "Mrs Margret... Calm down." Slowly the tall man stood up and brushed his hands against the jeans. "And there is no need for you to apologize, sir" He flashed him a gentle smile before he turned his head to the little women that was at least two or three heads shorter then him. "It will be done in a second, Mrs Margret, I was just presenting our costumer to the animals, and he wants to make a article about us."
"Ooog really?!" Mrs Margrets voice couldn´t have sounded more greedy and flirtatious.
Kileah smiled a little to himself. Hopefully she would be of his back for coming late now. He turned a little and waved at the costumer. "If you´ll excuse me I have some dustbunnys to attend too" With that he moved past Mrs Margret, in to the store, past the desk and grabbed a broom in the corner.
Hm, typical that I´m stuck with this when there is an interesting costumer in the shop. He thought to himself as he started to earn his pay.
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hehe intresting though sounds diffrent in swedish to, but i think about the english one with this little ladys name xD .
fun to see you, and huggles btw. I haven´t been on much either, just came back. ^^ so no worries
Myszka nodded. "Yes, I write for the local newspaper and have a weekly column. I could use that space to write a review of your pet shop, since I've never seen anything like it." He took a small notebook out of his pocket and took then pen hanging from his shirt pocket. He took down some notes. "Er, Miss, would you like an article done?" he asked, a a little amused by the lady's behaviour.
"Of course!" The shop owner waved an arm around at the bio room. "This is our main establishment. I hope to expand the store, but as it is rather small of the moment we don't..." She blathered on for a bit and the writer took notes. He thought wistfully of the cat he was going to get and the tea he would have gotten after the trip to the store. It didn't look like he would be out of there for a while.
He felt a tug on his sleeve. "Come, come, I'll show you the wonders of PawPrints!" Margret declared loudly, with pride in her voice.
"Do you have only one worker here?" Myszka asked curiously as he was forcefully led out of the room. He waved a good-bye to the animals.
double post >< sorry sorry.
"humanoid" rp as in the human
..I'm very bad at helping ><
oh it's all rigth, lol. And
The sun shinned down between
"8.10..." A dark voice said followed with a deep yawn, then a sudden silence and stillness. "Ghyaa! I'm late!"
The sheets flung of a young mans body as he hurled himself down grabbing cloths while he moved around, stile being half asleep with rings under his eyes.
The mans name was Kileah, and odd name for a swedish-boy. But that was his name. His eyes was clear blue and his hair a half long mess in a different shades of brown, black, blonde and even a little red in it. And he had a patch of hair that was green hanging a bit with his bangs and some top hair. That was his roomis work...
His body was muscular and he probably was considered a big guy by most. But he was far from a bodybuilder and a lot lazier. And well his height made him hard to miss.
He grabbed the door while he managed to get his torn jeans on and stagger of to his shoes while he tried pulling a dark green shirt over his head with an arm sticking out.
"Eh-herm..." Did a light girls voice speak. "You know you should start to considering sleeping with your cloths on if your gonna keep up being late to work all the time." The girl laughed and crunched on something that probably was breakfast, or something more horrifying. You never knew when it was Orri that was the chef.
"Ghyaa! Tyst med dig!(Quite you!)" Anwsered Kileah annoyed in swedish with out thinking much in his tired state as he slammed the door behind him and ran hastily down the apartments stairs as fast as he could. He hated being late!
Kileah worked a small part time job at a pet-store and had a very good hand with the animals, as his ability to be able to speak with them highly improved the care he could give them. He had even helped doctors sometimes with bigger animals like horses and once even an elephant.
Hey... wasn't it something.. speciall with today? He thougth in after thougth as he kept on runing.
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what do you think? :3 seems fun ?
Myszka locked his bike to a
The man loved to get up early. He wanted to be at a local pet shop that day to go look at the cats, since he got a little lonely living in an apartment room on his own, and he loved cats for their lazy grace and the little care they needed. He walked up to the pet store's door and opened it, hearing a bell tinkle somewhere when he walks in.
Suddenly feeling lost, he stopped and looked at the aisles. Where were the animals? He saw shelves of supplies. He knew they were somewhere near; they had to be.
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That s just how I imagine Kileah :3 It is a lot of fun.
What country or city are they in?
Kileah ran past some peoples
He turned in a corner and opened the door with a hasty grip.
Usualy it was just him and another dude in the store, costumer usualy turned up later.... But this time Kileah literary almost ran over a short white haired guy that stud almost behind the door.
"HhooOowwaaA!" He burst out grabbing a shelve above the short guys head, another arm on a bench and a leg stretched out a little beside the 'costumer' as it could have landed on him. His upper body hanged over the man as his lower parts was in a bit of crocked state as he barely manage to not crush the poor guy.
Kileah face burst up in blush wich thankfully was a tiny bit hidden by his own long hair hanging down.
"Erhmm..uh... Hi... Welcome to PawPrints..." Kileahs muscals was rather tense as the position he had wasn't the most... easily to hold with out falling over the costumer.
"What can I... help you with?" He kept on, knowing it was rather foolish with the position he was in. "And..erh ... could you move a little?" The almost 2 meter tall man said a bit embarrassed.
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Erh any country xD like tef human country in a tef human town xD lol. I think it is like a small city
Myszka's face reddened and he
"I'm really sorry." he said a little more calmly once he had caught his breath. His English was good, except for some accent. "I was just wondering where the cats were..." he looked down guiltily, fiddling with one of his earrings like he always did when he was nervous. "You work here, don't you? Do you know the where the animals are kept?" He did not stare at the man's eccentric hair, and not even directly at his face, afraid that he would blush again and make a fool of himself. His day had started out fine, but now all he wanted to do was go home, have tea, and bury his head in his pillows.
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A big thump was heard when
His thougths derailed as he saw the hand and his eye followed it up to the guys face. Oh... asian, kinda? hmm. Cute. He thought. Kileah had a rather typical robust face with clear cheek bones matching has white but sun brown skin. He usually got red before turning brown when he was out in the sun.
He grabbed the tinier hand and stud up again towering a bit over the other.
"Erh.. Yeah I work here. I was late. Sorry." he said rather bluntly with a bit of swedish accent. Kileahs eyes wondered a bit over the other guy in a calm curious manner before he turned them away and a bit embarrassed walked passed him.
"They are in the other room... In the garden." He said scratching his chin a little. He really needed to shave it... "Any special cat your after?" He said a bit more business like as his big feets maneuvered easil around in the shop taking him to the other room.
The garden was literary an indoor garden. Though with some cages and fenced places where diffrent animals where. Even snakes in the terrariums and fishes swiming in interesting looking aquariums. But one thing was that they actully had a deer fawn laying in the grass that now stod wobbly up and made a moohing sound at Kileah.
"We have some ragdolls, strays, maos, siames, norwedian long haired and other once. I can get other cats too."
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Indeed and these two are too cute :3
"Hrrmm.." Myszka stopped
"Any kind of cat, that isn't too old, but not a newborn, either. I used to have a Mau when I lived with my parents, before I moved." He broke off, noting he was getting off topic, and tilted his head so he could look back at Kileah. "I'd like a cat just like you." he said without thinking, then immediately froze and added hastily, "What I mean is you seem pretty calm, and collected... like a cat. Some are obnoxious, though, or mean." Myszka went back to looking at the garden, and played with a blade of grass. He got up, looking through the glass of a big fish tank.
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Aww, his thoughts are getting off track |D
the deer fawn was cute... but it would not fit in any apartment
Kileah walked to a shelve on
Theire chatter was lowed in his ears, all where they curious about the stranger, asking question about him and if he would be there new owner or give them treats. animals always wanted treats.
The swedish-guy smiled a little at his words.
"Yeah, they are... at least it is a good place for them to wait in." He walked up to a cage and gave a dog some food and conitued to the next one, while he listened to the costumers words.
So.. the guy live alone? Kileah thougth, then he must be older then he looks at least. He made a face on his own behalf. He was terrible at seeing age or other things about peoples.
He was feeding the birds when the comment came and he blinked confused. Hu? Kileah turned his head looking a bit surprised at the guy.
"I do?" He said before he could think and lowered his hands a bit from the birds. "oh.. eh I see." He said after hearing the explanation and smiled a bit.
"hmm we do have some older cats other has left because of various reasons..." He grabbed his own chin in wonder. "Mh... Samson is a bit of a nut.. but maybe Maouie.." He said in a lower voice while his eyes went to the cat's cages. His eyes looking at a long haired white cat lady.
~That guy?! Realy..~ The cat looked very royal like at costumer and her tail swoped from side to side.
"Uhm, indoor or outdoor cat? and erh.. do you live in a house or apartment?" Kileah walked a bit closer to him and the cat's. The once who knew about his powers was few, but it's wasn't realy a secret. But he liked keeping it to himself as long as he could. Kids had not ben kind to him when he was a kid after all.
"Indoor would be best, I
"Good day, good day to youu." The parrot squawked, bobbing its head up and down. Myszka did a double take, some hair falling into his eyes and making him look silly. He gave a small laugh.
Myszka stopped and fixed his ponytail so it would not fall apart, then turned around, voice curious. "The animals like you a lot... how long have you been working here?" He looked down at his feet, scuffling them. "Are you ever scared that they'll bite you?" He'd been bitten by dogs and snakes before, and so avoided those animals. Cats and birds were the only ones he trusted.
Kileah noded. An indoor cat..
"Sure." Kileah walked up to him, and gave him a bag of seed while he half listen to the words of the birds.
~Uhh red hairband! that's mine!~ A little fat budgie said.
~Seeds! Nhu nhu! I want caviar!~ A big parrot with one eye murmured.
~Be quiet!~ A blackbird said in anger.
Kileah took a step back and looked at him with sleepy eyes when he turned.
"Urh... I worked here for a year or so." His eyes blinked a little slowly and he looked a bit pondering at his other question. He had never thought of it. sure it happened that they bite him sometimes, but he didn't mind. Usual's humans faults they did.
"No.. Not really. I've never been scared of them biting me. I don't mind I got though skin." He suddenly smiled with a rove of straight white tees.
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feel free to "play" the animals xD
Myszka took the birdseed and
~Neh, neh, who is this guy?~ A woodpecker asked, gulping down food.
~I don't care, he's giving us food!~ A canary butted in as it snatched some birdseed. Once the food was gone, Myszka petting the canary's head with the tip of his pinky finger, feeling the soft yellow feathers.
The fawn, in the meanwhile, had sat up and stretched its knobbly legs, looking at them questioningly.
~Kileah, I want food to.~ it said sadly, eyes big and hopeful. ~Blueberries!~
"I wonder what they are all tweeting about." Myszka said, and giggled. "They all sound delighted." He turned around, sounding a little worried. "Am I allowed to do this?"
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yes, I love playing them, the cute little creatures~ c:
I'm getting lost for a plot, so I'm making things up as I go
Kileah shrugged a bit. He
Orri was usually the one pushing him to do things. They where childhood friends, though she was younger then him by a year or two.
Kileah eyes move a bit to the birds and a little smiled slipped his lips while he absent minded picked up a small bucket and went towards the fawn.
"Mostly food and to be petted.. probably" He answered with out thinking while he bent down so he shrunk to half his own size. Opened the lid and picked up a handful of berries.
"sure you are, as long as i am here." He smiled again and gesture with the blueberry hand towards the costumer again.
"Here, do you want to feed her? She can nip at your fingers a little though.."
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ahha same xD I'm just typing my mind is pretty blank.
- so like Kileah's sleepy head
Myszka's eyes lit up. "Can
~You'd better, baka!~ The canary chirped. Myszka, not understanding, just petted it once more then left. He carefully reached into the bucket and picket out some blueberries, kneeling down next to Kileah. He held his hand out.
"Here, you sweet thing." he smiled at the fawn. "Do you like these?" The fawn stared at him, flicking its furry tail. On impulse, Myszka took a blueberry and popped it into his mouth. He made a face; that particular one was unripe. He managed to smile again. "They're delicious!" he encouraged the fawn.
~I dunno... sour eh?~ The fawn scooted closer and stretched its neck out to lick one of the berries.
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Ah, there I was thinking Orri was his wife, since they lived together xD\
I guess it's pretty late for you if you're starting to be just like Kileah
OBS will write anwser on rp
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no no no xD Just room mates orri is my new char-deer :> Ilove her nuttyness.
Is more like the odd cusins, or some.
oh yeah rigth now it is 3 in the morning/nigth
Wow, Nighty night xD perhaps
Kileah held his
Gentle he put a hand to the fake-grass ground and sat down rather close to the guy while he feed the fawn.
He couldn't help to chuckle a little at them both.
"Sorry, they aren't really ment for us to eat. Tough the birds and fawn like them. I picked them a bit to earlie..." He scratched his head, while he put a the bucket beside both of them and gave the rest of the berries to the costumer.
Kileah glanced a bit at him while he rubbed one of his own eyes and hindered a yawn.
"By the way my name is Kileah Lind. If you here sometime.. and want to feed them and so in here. You can just ask for me at the desk." Kileahs blue eyes wonder a bit away as he rubbed his own neck in a nervous move. Maybe he had said something that might have sounded silly there...
"Hum.. Kileah Lind." Myszka
He leaned back, putting his hands behind his head and getting comfortable in the plastic grass. "This place exists as a refuge for many animals... coming here, it's been really relaxing. I wish that I could share this with others, and make them see that animals aren't so bad."
This guy... Kileah thought
The big guy yawned again as he listened to the others words and fell down in the grass with his head leaning against his hand, as he lay on his side looking calmly at the other smaller guy.
"I'm sure he would love that... but he isn't here. He is traveling, as usual. Finding exotic things." Kileah said in a yawn as he closed his eyes a little just to open one of them instead. "Hmmrgm. That makes me glade, many seems to like this place actually, but it isn't a park.. It's a place of wait for everyone here. To find the right person to take them home."
Kileahs eyes opened as he fell on his back and looked straight up on the glass-roof, like they have on a greenhouse. This place was almost like a mini Bio-dome. With an ecosystem and all, accept that carnivorous didn't eat the other animals and Kileah and other staff members was the biggest source of food.
"Erh.. Interview.. hu?" He pondered more to himself then to the costumer.
The one that had opened the shop was the women who lived on top of it. Miss Margret. An old grey haired lady with glasses, an almost perfectly round body, and a smile or a temper that could break stone with it's stubbornness.
Now she had slowly realized that someone hadn't reported to her. And that he had certainly forgotten the importance of this day. This little old ladys lungs could strike fear even in military ranks.
"Kileah Lind! Don't you dare sleep on the job!" Her tiny figure stood in the doorway and as soon as she saw the costumer her face turned to a happy plum and her voice shirped like a bird."Oh, well hello, Welcome to the shop~" As soon as her eyes turned to Kileahs slug-like figure her voice turned to an generals again. "Have you feed all the animals! Good! Now sweep up this place before they arrive!" She gestured to the door she was blocking with her full body.
(npc - free to play)
Sorrys for my lack of muse,
lol no problem. xD i just
you can jump or something if you like or so.
-bumps-
Myszka jumped a foot into the
Myszka jumped a foot into the air when Miss Margret shouted. Realizing she wasn't shouting at him, he gave her a nervous smile.
"I'm sorry for taking up his time, miss!" he apologized. "Really, I'm sure Kileah would have had everything cleaned up already if I hadn't been talking to him. I was looking for cats but got distracted by how wonderful this place was."
Miss Margret's eyes lit up. "Oh, don't worry sir~ We have plenty of cats! Plenty of animals! I'm sure you will meet one that strikes your fancy~" She kept smiling hugely, but she glanced at Kileah threateningly and gestured urgently behind her. "I spent a lot of time, money, and effort on this place and workers like Mr. Lind are very valuable to me in keeping the animals happy." She paused. " If the workers actually get to WORK!"
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Uwaah, I've missed rp's. Since coming back I haven't had one. My writing might be a little rusty XD
(And my mother's english name translates to Margret
Hej Kileah fround and slowly
Kileah fround and slowly turned his face to Mrs Margret. She really had entered at a bad time, and more over was disturbing both animals and the costumer. He sighed deep, moving his arm down to the ground and easily heaved him self up in a sitting position. Scratching his head.
"Mrs Margret... Calm down." Slowly the tall man stood up and brushed his hands against the jeans. "And there is no need for you to apologize, sir" He flashed him a gentle smile before he turned his head to the little women that was at least two or three heads shorter then him.
"It will be done in a second, Mrs Margret, I was just presenting our costumer to the animals, and he wants to make a article about us."
"Ooog really?!" Mrs Margrets voice couldn´t have sounded more greedy and flirtatious.
Kileah smiled a little to himself. Hopefully she would be of his back for coming late now. He turned a little and waved at the costumer.
"If you´ll excuse me I have some dustbunnys to attend too" With that he moved past Mrs Margret, in to the store, past the desk and grabbed a broom in the corner.
Hm, typical that I´m stuck with this when there is an interesting costumer in the shop. He thought to himself as he started to earn his pay.
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hehe intresting
fun to see you, and huggles btw. I haven´t been on much either, just came back. ^^ so no worries
Myszka nodded. "Yes, I write
"Of course!" The shop owner waved an arm around at the bio room. "This is our main establishment. I hope to expand the store, but as it is rather small of the moment we don't..." She blathered on for a bit and the writer took notes. He thought wistfully of the cat he was going to get and the tea he would have gotten after the trip to the store. It didn't look like he would be out of there for a while.
He felt a tug on his sleeve. "Come, come, I'll show you the wonders of PawPrints!" Margret declared loudly, with pride in her voice.
"Do you have only one worker here?" Myszka asked curiously as he was forcefully led out of the room. He waved a good-bye to the animals.