Timestamp: Tessera, 81379 (later afternoon) Character: http://shadowlack.com/persona.php?id=709Fenrisulfr Ragnarök</a> Wearing: Leather jacket, no shirt, ripped/frayed/worn jeans, hiking boots caked over with mud and other forest debris, usual monatge of chains and spikes. Warnings: Language Fen walked down the shore line of the main island, his boots making impressions in the sand before being washed away by the tides. He would have taken his boots off, but the water was getting much colder according to an aquabat at one of the local bars. One of the only things he liked about the western hemisphere was that you got your money's worth in alcohol and the locals were not into the whole 'lets fight and tear apart the bar' idea like in the south. He looked up to see that he was quickly coming upon a dock. There were a few boats -obviously private- moored there. Nothing that interesting, but he did not feel like drinking at the moment, he did not feel like fighting, he most definitely did not feel like training for that acrobatics exam that he had coming up in less than a week. If he had been 'blessed' with that extra appendage known as wings he may have decided to fly or at least flex them, but he did not have this particular ability. He looked about his pupils like rounded squares turned on one of their verticies. He saw a few 'dragons. An old Yki was casting off a boat for the colder waters, a dark 'dragon-like shadow could be seen under the surface of the water (probably another aquabat) a 'dragon in a long overcoat negotiating with what Fen could only assume was a Kosa and a light green thill with vibrantly colored red-orange hair and what looked like tattoos of flames crawling up the fur that was visible. Fen turned and walked in her direction somewhat, just so that she would notice him, but not enough to suspect him of anything. <span style='color:gray'>Don't be the Fuck-up</span> Ulf thought openly. Fen just ignored him, trying to shove his whole prescence out of his mind, and succeeding in giving himself the beginnings of a headache.
Umpjau Jamiylpt was wearing black jeams and a black dress shirt she was talking to the shady character in front of her, just looking for a decent bottle of wiskey. She then saw a rather strange person walk behind her looking like a goth on these islands. She started to follow the goth just to see where he went she saw him just sit down on the the beach. She decided to do the same sitting right next to him Ya know, it should be illeagel to be gothic on this island.
<span style='color:gray'>She's following you</span> Ulf thought. <span style='color:green'>Good I guess, now shut up</span> <span style='color:gray'>Aren't we mister nice today</span> He thought, though he did comply to Fen's wishes. Fen had sat down on the beach after he had been sure he had heard the faint sounds of the thill walking behind him. <span style='color:green'>"If gothic means 'wears black leather and spikes' then i don't see your point, if it means 'keeps hunters away' then i think you might be right,"</span> He said, Turning to the thill for a moment and then looking back out at the water. He put his hands on the sand behind him and leaned back a bit. There weren't any trees, otherwise he would have leaned on one of those.
Well, you don't sound happy Umpjau stated as she layed down next to him and smiled. Ya know, I realy could go for a drink, you wanna take me to the best bar here?
Fen had ceased to pay attention, he was really just staring off into space as he felt his headache crawl up the base of his skull. His tail flicked a bit in the saind as the thill said something that registered as a buzz in his ear. <span style='color:gray'>She wants to go to a bar</span> <span style='color:green'>Yeah okay</span> <span style='color:gray'>With you...</span> Ulf added. <span style='color:green'>Oh...uh, sure.</span> Fen siad. He pushed himself up off the ground the held out a hand and pulled her up, keeping the spikes well up his wrist. <span style='color:green'>She's pretty</span> <span style='color:gray'>She's freaking hot</span> <span style='color:green'>Shut up</span> Fen led her a ways off the docks and in the general direction of one of the bars. <span style='color:green'>My name's Fen by the way, what's yours?</span>
Umpjau Jamiylpt is my name she said to the pendragon leading her to a bar. So, Fen, where do you come from?
<span style='color:green'>Nice name, mind if i call you Jamie?</span> He asked. When she asked where he was from he figited inwardly a bit. He was from the Gyakusatsu area. Hadn't actually been born there, but he'd lived there for most of his life. Killing things as he went along albeit, but still, most 'dragons did not react too well when he told them that he was from that area. <span style='color:gray'>knowing you you'd probably tell her anyway soon as you got drunk</span> <span style='color:green'>you make a point</span> <span style='color:gray'>Of course i do</span> <span style='color:green'>Right then, i'm from the south, the Gyakusatsu to be exact, spent most of my time with the baddies as a kid, y'know the vamps and the weres that traipsed around there</span> He said. Ulf had made a very good point and Fen knew full well that he was probably oging to say a lot more as soon as he had something to drink. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>If possible could you make your posts a tad more descriptive, if not that's okay, just asking</td></tr></table>
Sure you can call me jamie. they walked in comforatable scilence until they got to the bar "Who knew?" was the name of the bar. Well, strange name, hopefully good boze as they as walked into the bar they realized it was an Aquabat hang out. Crap, do they command every bar in town? She asked herself. They walked up to the bar and ordered their drinks. Hey, this is decent boze. Jamie stated. Then she started to hear the Perverted comments from the Aquabats in the bar. Ya know, She started loudly while standing up. I don't enjoy people talking about my ass!
Fen and Jamie sat down at the bar. <span style='color:green'>We're surrounded by water, they have a tendency to like their booze</span> He said. His ears flicked as he heard the same comments from some younger aquabats about her. <span style='color:gray'>She does have a nice ass though</span> <span style='color:green'>Shut up will you?</span> The aquabats continued to make their perverted comments. Fen stood up and turned to them, his pupils going to snake-like slits before changing to their murky red state. He canine teeth lengthened to the point of fangs as he walked over to them. <span style='color:gray'>Didn't your mother ever teach you any manners?</span> He growled, almost spitting though the effort of talking with only his eye teeth changed. This was all said while he gripped the color of who looked like the leader of the band of tossers. uh...yessir, we'll...uh...be leavin' now He said. They all got up, headed to the door, and left, but not before two of them looked back at Jamie. Fen made sure that he had changed back fully before looking at her, his pupils were wider, more like a cat's now, but not quite the shape they had been a few moments ago. He sat back at the bar and waved over the tender. <span style='color:green'>Something strong, vodka, booze, I don't care, but something strong,</span> He said.
You're a WEREDRAGON!!!!!!! was all Jamie could say as she watched Fen down the strongest drink the bartender had. Jamie looked at the bartender Wiskey, please. she said. God, you tell someone when you're WEREDRAGON!!!! dear lord, bartender fill me up!
<span style='color:green'>Thes,</span> He cursed, the only ramthian word he knew. He downed the dark drink that the bartender had set down in front of him, it wasn't vodka, id definitely wasn't booze, god only knew what it actually was. He downed half the large mug of it in one shot and then looked at Jamie. <span style='color:green'>If life was my friend I would have told you when the both of use were thoroughly drunk, but yes i am a were, i told you, i hung out with the baddies as a kid.</span> <span style='color:gray'>You...Fucked...Up</span> Ulf thought.
True. jamie said staring at Fen from the corner of her eye. Ya know, I was a rebel at the old acadamy. she said I set a tree on fire once and the shapechanged to a teacher that was on sabatical.
<span style='color:green'>So you're a shape-shifter and a pyro?</span> Fen asked, more like stated in a question form, but that's beside the point. <span style='color:green'>Never did anything quite like that, got drunk at the academy once, the teachers still want to know where i got the booze in the school, idiots, they have no idea what's stocked in half the dorms.</span> <span style='color:gray'>Tell her about the time when--</span> <span style='color:green'>Used some tricks from escape aristry class and acrobatics to get out of prison once, nearly lost my left arm, but i'm good now</span>
Not as bad as my worst Jamie stated I nearly burnt an arm off once, stupid oxygen rich room she grumbled as she downed another glass of wiskey. Whew, this stuff's gettin' to me! she grumbled as she swayed a little in her chair, ultimatly falling flat on the floor.
Fen watched Jamie as she spoke, the words going in one ear and then right out the other. He was seeing everything kind of blurred and shifted. He could have sworn he saw a few colors before his eyes totally shifted, though they were calmer, duller per se. When Jamie fell off her stool it took him a moment to process what had happened, Ulf's untampered side of the brain had seemed to switch off. Leaving him a bit slower, but at least he wasn't hearing voices. He jumped down from his stool and helped Jamie up. He moved a few stray strands of her hair out of her eyes. She swayed on the spot as she stood, due to both the drinks and just Fen's current vision. He had a small lapse of soberness and looked at her a bit more intently. <span style='color:green'>You stayin' somewhere?</span> He asked, his words slurred a bit. The bartender was about to top off his and Jamie's glasses even though it was quite clear that neither of them needed any more alcohol in their systems. <span style='color:green'>Nuh more sir,</span> He said, waving him off and beginning to lead Jamie out of the bar, a relaxed arm around her waist.
