Leah looked up as Korif jumped through the ceiling. She laughed and shook her head, was this whole place just a bunch of illusions? She jumped up in an attempt to follow, the tips of her fingers just going through the stone. She came down none to gently on her feet and looked up. She stretched her wings and then jumped once more only this time as she felt herself fall through the air she beat her monsterous wings and got through the slab of stone. She pushed herself back to the rafter behind her and sat in a similar fashion as Korif with her wings still spread wide behind her, giving off the demonic effect to her persona. She looked around and then looked at the 'floor'. She looked back up at Korif. <span style='color:purple'>Is that... solid?</span> She asked, eyeing the floor once more with curiosity. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Sorry this is taking long to reply to, I am currently hijacking my dad's VAIO laptop in the backseat of the car en route to Maryland.</td></tr></table>
<span style='color:red'>The floor that's the ceiling for the main room? Nope.</span> Korif started throwing himself about the bars dotted around the extra room, occasionally stopping for breath, balancing the same way as before each time. He stood up and balanced on one just using the middle of the sole of each foot. He turned and looked at Leah. <span style='color:red'>You not gonna give it a try? Or aren't you much of an acrobat?</span> he smirked. He had a feeling that Leah would cheat just by using her wings, but it would have been nice to see her give it a go. He perched back on the bar and waited to see what she did. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Hehe. Don't worry about it.</td></tr></table>
She watched as Korif did his acrobatics. He was quite good, much better than her at any rate. <span style='color:purple'>One of the many things I cannot do is acrobatics in general. Teach me something and I'll learn it and try to remember it, but other than that acrobatics is not really my thing.</span> She said. Leah furled her wings in tightly and watched some more, occasionally skittering out of the way when it looked as though Korif was going to land where she was. He never actually landed anywhere she would have been, near it yes, but where she was no. After a bit it seemed kind of like a game to her. Him doing his fancy tricks and her moving out of the way each time he seemed to come near.
<span style='color:red'>Hmm... well, I'm not much of a teacher, but I'll do my best.</span> He jumped down from his perch and landed on the bar opposite Leah. <span style='color:red'>Best thing to do when you're on the way up is to keep your legs horizontal, and then when you reach equilibrium, keep your whole body straight.</span> He demonstrated and returned to the bar from his half-swing. <span style='color:red'>Next, there's two ways to go. Either bringing yourself to balance on whatever you're swinging on, or completing the whole swing. If you want to bring yourself to balance, you have to...</span> Korif went into another half-swing. <span style='color:red'>... bend your arms...</span> He bent his arms and started to curl inward. <span style='color:red'>... and just that.</span> <span style='color:red'>If you want to do a full swing...</span> Korif once more took into a swing, and stopped himself at the pinnacle of the swing. <span style='color:red'>... you need to make sure that you shift your weight forward. All of it.</span> He finished the swing. <span style='color:red'>Then, if you want to keep going round, just do what I showed you, whether it's half-swing or the whole thing.</span>
Leah watched as Korif explained to her how to do one of the more simple things. It looked easy enough, but the words her was using to describe it were quite literally flying over her head. <span style='color:purple'>I think I get it.</span> She said. Leah made her way over ot one of the bars and reached up to it. She tried to do what Korif had done and found that she had a spot of trouble. So her being her, she gave a small flap with the tips of her wings and managed to get all the way over the bar. <span style='color:purple'>I'd like to say I did it, but I think I cheated.</span> She said with a slight chuckle.
<span style='color:red'>Ah, don't worry about it. Give it some practice and I'm sure you'll get better.</span> Korif made his way further up through the bars, until he looked to be a fair few feet from the ceiling illusion. He dropped himself, and grabbed the very last bar that was literally inches away from the main room's ceiling. He swung around it once and crouched on top. He looked up at Leah, waiting to see if she tried again, or followed him down, or something. He tlited his head and his neck cracked a little. He made a half-swing around until he was hanging from the bar by the tops of his feet. It made keeping an eye on Leah a little easier.
She followed Korif's path on the bars and settled herself a little ways off from him. She swung herself so that she was hanging from her knees seeing as how she was still wearing socks and could not properly grip anything with the talons on her feet. She furled her wings around her. She looked like a large bat the way she was and grinned cheekily at Korif before bringing her wings back and moving so that she was sitting on top of the bar. <span style='color:purple'>Practice you say, hm? How long have you been at it?</span> She asked turning her head to look at him. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>writer's block</td></tr></table>
<span style='color:red'>Since I was quite young. My parents tried to get me into books and that sort of thing, and even though I'll jot down little tidbits of a story from time to time, it became apparent quite quickly that that wasn't where my talents lay.</span> Korif smirked a little. The only thing that reminded him he was hung upside-down was the fact that there seemed to be an awful lot of blood rushing to his head, and he started feeling a little groggy. He swung back up so he was sat on the bar, and it seemed to fix the problem of his sluggishness. <span style='color:red'>Tell me something. Did you ever enjoy the whole book thing, or did you never actually end up having to do it?</span> Korif felt that most of his friends got off lucky. Their parents never tried to have them become scholars, or something of the sort.
Leah smirked, she had not thought that Korif was much of the bookish type. The fact that his parents had forced him into it at first did not come as a shock either. he was after all anubi, most anubis were scholars if they went by tradition. <span style='color:purple'>I had to do the whole learn from books thing for a bit. The was a time where I was in kidergarten, even though it was ages ago. The teachers didn't like me much, always wearing dark clothes and the whole looking like a moving cloud.</span> She said with a shrug. There was more too it, but best leav it at that for the moment. <span style='color:purple'>So i just stopped going after a minor incident. They would have sent me home anyway.</span> She shrugged again. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Can't think of ideas and sorry for taking so long to reply, my laptop died so i've been using random computers</td></tr></table>
<span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Don't worry about it =P</td></tr></table> Korif chuckled. <span style='color:red'>You? Minor incident?</span> He gave her a cheeky grin and returned to his hanging state, so as not to seem rude. He twitched again, and he slightly glared at her, as if she should have noticed. Korif couldn't believe the bloody twitch was still there, but he wasn't bothering him that much. As long as it didn't shoot down one of his legs or anything while he was like this, it was okay. He started tapping the points of the fingers on his pauldron against the armmoured palm, boredly. It made, what seemed to Korif like, a rather soothing noise. Maybe that was because he hadn't come across proepr sounds that most normal people would find relaxing, but he took pride in the fact that he wasn't normal. He turned his head and looked at Leah, just hanging there. She looked as if she were dead. As if she were suspended only by a rope tied around her ankles.
<span style='color:purple'>Okay so the incident got me disowned on my father's side of the family and put me in a research hospital for a good two years, but it wasn't my fault.</span> She said. Leah watched Korif as he swung upside down again. Noticing the twich and smiling sheepishly as he glared at her. She made he way a bit closer to Korif down the bar and pulled her wings in tightly before swinging down to join him. The blood that should have been rusing to her head was not present as she hung in the familiar position. The repetative tapping that Korif made with the tips of his fingers over the pauldron sounded like a beat to her at first, but after a few minutes it began to drive her very slightly mad. Although that quickly subsided as she began to let her mind wander.
<span style='color:red'>Still with me?</span> Korif smirked as he watched a distant look grow in Leah's gaze. The clicking sound started again, as if Korif had the idea that talking to her wasn't going to bring her back. He'd only just really noticed that. He could have sworn there were times when Leah had just sort of drifted off before, but it hadn't really grabbed his attention. He gave a sigh and started staring at the play area ceiling. Or, at least, the darkness that was shrouding it. The ceiling was most likely but a few inches from said darkness, but Korif had never really looked properly. He let one leg curl behind its thigh, and so Korif was left hanging by the one leg. Leah's drifting off was starting to rub off on him, as his sight became a little distorted. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Bloody hell, bad writer's block.</td></tr></table>
<span style='color:red'>Still with me?</span> The words filtered into her head, but they were soft and a bit fuzzy. They sounded like someone was trying to talk through Jello. It was odd and Leah shook her head to rid herself of the feeling. The soft blackness that she had encassed herself in had now disappeared and just the simple action of seeing was a bit of a jolt for her. That and the fact that everything looked a bit off. She suddenly remembered that she was upside down. <span style='color:purple'>That explains the nice sleepy feeling</span> she thought to herself. <span style='color:purple'>I'd like to say i'm still with you, but give me a minute, i need to see if it's dark out yet, seeing as how at the moment your blood smells really good...</span> She said, before dropping from where she had been hanging and extending her wings to touch lightly down upon the solid floor of the space so she could peer through the entry wall. The sun was just beginning to go down, she could see the moon but that was it. She hadn't realized exactly how long she had spent upside down.
<span style='color:red'>I'm not sure whether to I should take that as a compliment or offer you some.</span> Korif smirked as he dropped himself down. He wandered over behind her and noticed the moon's glowing presence. <span style='color:red'>You can go in a bit... well, if you want to, I mean.</span> he grinned half-sheepishly. He didn't want it to sound like he was kicking her out. <span style='color:red'>Hmm... there's probably some stuff I need to do, but it can wait, I guess.</span> Korif murmured as he rubbed his eyes and threw himself onto the sofa. Either the blood was still trapped in his head, or they'd been up there for a while. Still, either way, he was starting to feel tired again. Korif started tracing shapes in the air with his index finger, seemingly unconscious to the fact he was doing so. He found it - when people told him he was doing it - to be something he did when he'd sort of fazed out, be it through tiredness, boredom or otherwise.
Leah smirked. <span style='color:purple'>I'd like your blood, it's like silk, although I'm not sure how healthy it is for you if I continued to feed off of you without giving you enough time to replenish the lost blood.</span> Leah stood thinking for a moment before walking over to the couch. She stood behind the arm where Korif was resting his head and looked down at him. As he began to trace non-existant patterns in the air she placed one of her own fingers lightly over his and followed, smiling cheekily. <span style='color:purple'>As soon as the moon's up higher I'll go see if i can find someone decent... though I can't promise I won't be back.</span> She said. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Kills writer's block</td></tr></table>
Korif upped his head a little toward Leah. <span style='color:red'>Oh, not good enough for you, am I?</span> he sniggered sarcastically. <span style='color:red'>You don't have to be so shy about wanting blood from me, you know. Friends have stimpacks, and they tend to help.</span> He gave her a sincere smile, while in the back of his mind, he hoped she didn't wonder where all of these items were coming from. <span style='color:red'>You're like one of those little lost dogs humans used to find in parks. Always following them home.</span> Korif half-flinched to anticipate a coming blow, be it a play hit or otherwise.
Leah leaned over Korif a bit so that even though she was upside-down to him she was looking him in the eyes. <span style='color:purple'>Oh contrare, you're more than good enough, but I think you'd be a bit more of a use to me alive than dead wouldn't you? Besides I've got this thing against killing my own kind... er the kind i was when i was alive if that makes sense.</span> She said. When he mentioned the stimpacks Leah wondered what he meant. Sure she had heard about them, course she might be very well confusing it with the name of a drug that was exported from the Tmu Desert. <span style='color:purple'>They help you say? Well would you like to clarify what they are, I don't like the feeling I get from most drugs and blood modifications. Although the blood of a drunk 'dragon is pretty good. It's the only way i can get that sick feeling that i have learned to relish...</span> She said, trailing off. <span style='color:purple'>Lost dog, eh? Well unlike the ones on earth, I am a bit more devious and I'm picky about who i go home with.</span> Leah replied, ruffling Korif's hair before scooting around the arm of the sofa and sitting on the edge of one of the cushions that he was occupying.
<span style='color:red'>I noticed.</span> Korif chuckled. <span style='color:red'>Don't worry about the stims. They're basically minor transfusions in a hypodermic. And before you ask just how many blood types it's gotten me, my contacts know to stick to my blood type.</span> As Leah made her way around the arm of the sofa, Korif pushed himself a little further up, propping himself up against the arm with his paw resting on his stomach. <span style='color:red'>And you say I'm more of a use to you alive rather than dead. Is there a specific use you had in mind, or am I getting slightly paranoid again?</span> Korif quirked an eyebrow, trying to stifle a grin as he made it look as if he were serious.
<span style='color:purple'>In general everyone is more of a use to me if they're alive, unless i decide to take up necromancy for some odd reason. But i think you're paranoid... with good reason mind you, but i still say you're getting paranoid again.</span> Leah said. She looked out at the alley, seeing a 'dragon here and there skirting behind the stalls that shieled them from the streets. Most off them were running from one another, more thieves and drug dealers. <span style='color:purple'>I'll try a stimpack, but if it kills me or something, my remains are going to be so very pissed at you it's not even funny.</span> She threatened. Korif may have been nice and an Anubi, but she also had this thing about 'dragons that tried to kill, hurt or otherwise destroy her -intentionally or not.
<span style='color:red'>Y'know, it'd be easier for you to feed off me, and I take the stim. I'm not sure what effect it'll have on vampdragons, so I'd rather you didn't risk it.</span> Korif was genuinely unsure of what a stimpack might do to her. He remembered being told that the hypodermics had some chemical in or other that allowed the blood within to mix with the user's blood quicker. There was the chance that said chemical may actually kill Leah. <span style='color:red'>Besides, you're more of a use to me alive rather than dead.</span> He flashed her a cheeky smirk, quoting her just to be half-awkward. <span style='color:red'>You wouldn't want the blood - if you can call it that - from the lot out there, anyway. It's all contaminated in some form or other. Not healthy for anything that takes a sip.</span>
