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Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
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Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Chellizard October 15th 2014, 4:47 am
Z e r o . . . g r a v i t Y
Creaks and groans echoed through the massive hall's of Thrones' Manor, but those were only a single set of instruments playing during this orchestra. Marble floors shined, waxed to perfection. Drapes were freshly pressed and hung over every window. The ballroom was set up and ready for an extravagant gala., and atop the princess styled stairs was a gorgeous statuesque woman. She overlooked the servants working at one hundred percent, and stood as still as possible. An artist that specialized in oil paints sat at the base of the stairs, looking up at the woman as he painted. He ignored the workers around of him, his brush moving gently over the large scale canvas. It was six feet tall by three feet wide. Twenty white marble steps separated him from the Queen of this breathtaking Mansion.
In the distance, from the east hallway, a new staccato solo played into the symphony, adding the pick me up the song needed. The enhanced sense of hearing that the Queen had, as well as her sense of smell, allowed her to guess who was on her way. The added sound of two giggling children accompanied the staccato stiletto heels. Small pitter patters of bare feet scuttled passed the high heels, and came to latch onto the Queen's legs.
"Anna, I love my niece and nephew, but you know it's hard to stand this still," a voice as smooth as silk, but as rich as chocolate cooed with the mild hint of an English accent.
"I know, Queen Chelle, but these rugrats just got finished with their studies, and it's four o'clock! I've also prepared those letters you requested," a petite, angelic voice with the hint of a Romanian accent was none other than Anna Daniels, the Queen's personal servant and best friend.
"Auntie, Auntie! We want to fly up with you! Pleaaase!" cooed Andrian, the boy twin of the rugrats attached to her legs.
"Pleaaaseee Auntie! Pretty, pretty please! I promise I won't try to pull out your feathers again!" cried Cicelia, the little girl that insisted she dress alike to her brother. They both wore slacks, and a white pressed button up with cuffed short sleeves. They also insisted they both go without foot wear. But, these two children were only six months old, and because of their bloodline, they age much faster than normal children.
Pain filled Chelle's face, but not physical pain. She did not want to cause any disappointment in these two children, so she cleared her throat.
"Clear the ball room, and Enrique, we will continue this session later. Feel free to travel the Mansion grounds, or enjoy a dip in the pool. Claire will see to your every need," she said, pointing to one of the servants that just finished dusting a statue of a woman dramatically positioning herself with her hand up to her forehead, and her face turning away.
--
Hours had passed, and Chelle had enjoyed the playtime with the twins, but it was time to finalize the letters. She rested in her study now, her form snug in her office chair with a fresh fountain pen clutched in her hand. She read over the majority of the letter, and nodded. There was two addresses that they would need to go to. One was in London, and the other was in Los Angeles. Placing the seal of Thrones in wax to mark the letter, she returned them to Anna who happened to stroll into the study.
"Madam, the private plane is awaiting me to take the letter to Los Angeles. Gregory has Andrian and Cicelia entertained in for the evening. They're re-inacting Shakespeare." grinning a foxish grin, Anna stepped toward Chelle's desk.
"Ah, good then. I would accompany you, but Enrique is likely ready to finish this painting. Be gentle with the girl in Los Angeles, my understanding is she is the 'girlfriend' and may not appreciate a random woman showing up to discuss her beloved in such discreet fashions." Chelle looked to Anna as she spoke, her melting amber hues reflecting the fire crackling on the west side of the room.
"Of course, my Queen. I have requested that Rylianne bring you a fresh glass of oh-negative. But, I will be off. I will see you in one day, two if things turn out troublesome." The fox-demon servant, and best friend, bowed to her Queen and walked off, shutting the door behind of her.
----
"Uuugh... it's been a WEEK since I've seen him, and it's been even longer since I've been HOME!" she shouted to her own apartment as soon as she walked in. The place smelled so much more familiar, and she had missed it so very much. Walking to her couch, she flopped down on the fold out futon and just laid there, face down for several minutes, breathing in the smells of her couch.
Rolling over onto her back, after some arching and creaking of the springs, she finally laid down to stare at the ceiling. Her mind raced as she began to think about Michael, or Entei as he was called when they were on missions, and sighed deeply.
"I can't believe he hasn't even texted me... it's so unlike him to just up and vanish. Especially now that he knows all my secrets, well, most of them, and I know most of his!" still talking out loud, she huffed and sat up quickly, a rush coming to her head from the sudden movement. She groaned out in disgust, her stomach churning. She also hadn't eaten anything decent in the last few days, and sitting up too fast was a horrible idea.
Checking her phone for the one hundredth time that day, she stood and shuffled to the fridge, not amused about being ignored for a week straight. Was it something she did? Was it the fact that she was, kinda sorta, superior during team fights with the Guardians? Had he grown bored of the routine hero life and checked out of it? Hopefully not.
Running her fingers through her lazy mohawk, she then traced her hand around of her dreads, and lifted them up and over to lay over her face. She finally wrenched open the fridge and found nothing but out dated milk, spoiled eggs, and half a stick of butter. She had canned soup, so that was going to be her lunch. Good ole' Progresso.
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Re: Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Entei October 15th 2014, 5:18 am
"Fuck!" Entei cried out in pain for what felt like the millionth time that day. His chest heaved and buckled as he took in great gasp of air, his sword seemed to weight about a metric tonne in his hands, the blade lazily dragging on the ground. He stared with deep cerulean eyes towards the demon who stood in front of him. A tall, white haired, well built man, with a scruffy face that made it look like he hadn't shaved in days. In the man's hand, he also held a sword, though, he seemed much more capable of holding in than Entei did right now. Taking in several more large gasp of air, Entei charged forward, grabbing his blade in both of his hands, the smooth cloth of the handle sticking to his sweat drenched hands. His blue flames danced around him effortlessly, burning at temperatures hot enough to not only melt steel, but incinerate it to nothingness in the blink of an eye. The 'man' whom he focused his rage on, however, did nothing but smirk at the boy's useless, and rushed strike.
"Come now young Prince!" The demon chuckled out as he side stepped a large torrent of flame, bringing his sword up quickly to parry what the pathetic attempt Entei had tried to pass off as a surprise attack. The man moved with a confidence unlike any fighter Michael had ever seen. It was as if his blade wasn't a blade, but a true extension of his body, one he knew better than his actual body. "It's been three years, but that doesn't mean you're ever going to be able to strike me. I've been practicing the blade since before even your sister was born!" The man yelled as he pushed Michael back, sending him flying across the room, before skidding to a stop on his feet.
The man was right, though. It had been three years since Entei stepped through the portal he and Jeisen had cleverly built in the back room of the host club where he had worked. He hadn't known it when he stepped through, but time moved much differently in this realm. To all of his friends, and those who cared he was gone, it would have been as if he had been gone a week, but to him, and to his body, it had been a long, grueling three years. Much of his time here had been spent mastering his control over the flames of this dimmension, which he was proud to say, he could now do to the highest potential his body would allow him. His training ranged from lightning two out of three candles with a single fire blast, while leaving the third one unlit, to even going as far as bathing himself in the flames for months at a time. The last six months, however, he had dedicated to learning swordsmen ship from the very man who had made his sword, the Kurikara blade. The training had been rough, and incredibly intensive, but it had paid off. When he came to this realm, he was lean and strong, but now, it was on a whole 'nother level. Any of the remaining growth fat he had on his body had been stripped away, replaced by hard, defined muscle. He had grown a good three inches in his time here, and his face, which had once been rather 'delicate', was now strong and angular, making him appear much, much older. His hair had grown longer as well, both on his head, which now hung down below his ears a good inch and a half, and on his face, a small amount of five o'clock shadow making itself known.
"Yea yea Alizbel. You should got your beatings in when you had the chance, because I have a very special lady to meet!" Entei said, a large smile coming to his face. With speed that he hadn't known before, he spun his blade around his body, before sheathing it onto his back, allowing himself to revert his transformation back to the closest thing to human he could muster. He kept his blue fire horns, however, as the signified his power, and his status as prince of this dimmension.
"Jokes aside, you have done well. You have come much farther than I expected a mixed blood to be able." The man's own sword disappeared into nothingness, a summoning trick Entei himself hoped to learn while he was here, but had quickly found himself out of training time. "I wish you could stay longer, we might have been able to make you a contender for the throne, but I understand your wish to see this...Uzma? Was it? Anyway, best of luck in that. And, here." The man held out a small brown envelope to Entei, which Entei took with a small, courteous bow. "You already know your sister name is Queen Chelle, but, that is her picture. As I told you before, anything else you want to know you will have to learn about yourself."
"Of course, thank you Sensei. And as I told you, I have no interest in the throne." The man replied with a simple smile, before a snap of his fingers sent Michael back to his home dimmension, and, helpfully enough, right outside of his beloved's apartment door. With a small knock, and a rather large gulp, Entei prepared to jump straight back into this. He just hoped she wasn't too mad about the whole no text or anything from a month. It was hell trying to get reception where he had been, after all. "So...eh...Hi. I'm not dead." He would say when she opened the door, hoping to quickly bring comedy into the situtation instead of anger.
"Come now young Prince!" The demon chuckled out as he side stepped a large torrent of flame, bringing his sword up quickly to parry what the pathetic attempt Entei had tried to pass off as a surprise attack. The man moved with a confidence unlike any fighter Michael had ever seen. It was as if his blade wasn't a blade, but a true extension of his body, one he knew better than his actual body. "It's been three years, but that doesn't mean you're ever going to be able to strike me. I've been practicing the blade since before even your sister was born!" The man yelled as he pushed Michael back, sending him flying across the room, before skidding to a stop on his feet.
The man was right, though. It had been three years since Entei stepped through the portal he and Jeisen had cleverly built in the back room of the host club where he had worked. He hadn't known it when he stepped through, but time moved much differently in this realm. To all of his friends, and those who cared he was gone, it would have been as if he had been gone a week, but to him, and to his body, it had been a long, grueling three years. Much of his time here had been spent mastering his control over the flames of this dimmension, which he was proud to say, he could now do to the highest potential his body would allow him. His training ranged from lightning two out of three candles with a single fire blast, while leaving the third one unlit, to even going as far as bathing himself in the flames for months at a time. The last six months, however, he had dedicated to learning swordsmen ship from the very man who had made his sword, the Kurikara blade. The training had been rough, and incredibly intensive, but it had paid off. When he came to this realm, he was lean and strong, but now, it was on a whole 'nother level. Any of the remaining growth fat he had on his body had been stripped away, replaced by hard, defined muscle. He had grown a good three inches in his time here, and his face, which had once been rather 'delicate', was now strong and angular, making him appear much, much older. His hair had grown longer as well, both on his head, which now hung down below his ears a good inch and a half, and on his face, a small amount of five o'clock shadow making itself known.
"Yea yea Alizbel. You should got your beatings in when you had the chance, because I have a very special lady to meet!" Entei said, a large smile coming to his face. With speed that he hadn't known before, he spun his blade around his body, before sheathing it onto his back, allowing himself to revert his transformation back to the closest thing to human he could muster. He kept his blue fire horns, however, as the signified his power, and his status as prince of this dimmension.
"Jokes aside, you have done well. You have come much farther than I expected a mixed blood to be able." The man's own sword disappeared into nothingness, a summoning trick Entei himself hoped to learn while he was here, but had quickly found himself out of training time. "I wish you could stay longer, we might have been able to make you a contender for the throne, but I understand your wish to see this...Uzma? Was it? Anyway, best of luck in that. And, here." The man held out a small brown envelope to Entei, which Entei took with a small, courteous bow. "You already know your sister name is Queen Chelle, but, that is her picture. As I told you before, anything else you want to know you will have to learn about yourself."
"Of course, thank you Sensei. And as I told you, I have no interest in the throne." The man replied with a simple smile, before a snap of his fingers sent Michael back to his home dimmension, and, helpfully enough, right outside of his beloved's apartment door. With a small knock, and a rather large gulp, Entei prepared to jump straight back into this. He just hoped she wasn't too mad about the whole no text or anything from a month. It was hell trying to get reception where he had been, after all. "So...eh...Hi. I'm not dead." He would say when she opened the door, hoping to quickly bring comedy into the situtation instead of anger.
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Re: Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Chellizard October 15th 2014, 6:03 am
The private jet arrived on the strip of the Los Angeles manor. A smaller home, with only five bedrooms, but still extravagant. Anna was greeted by a limousine driver, and the pilot for the plane took the time to relax in the Los Angeles house until she returned. She rested in the back seat of the vehicle, and gave the driver the address. With a pair of sunglasses resting over her face, she enjoyed the ride with the sounds of Beethoven filling the cabin.
--
Failing to find any cans of soup, she checked her cash stash, and found plenty of money to order a pizza. She also checked her mail and found out she had received a check, and a letter from her boss. Oh crap. This was not a good sign. She tossed it on the counter to read later and grabbed her phone, dialing the local pizza joint down the street to have a pie delivered.
"Yeah, I need the vegetarian pizza, but minus the green peppers, banana peppers, green olives, onions, and anything else that resembles a vegetable. I then need you to add meat. I need sausage, pepperoni, chicken, and bacon. Don't forget to double up on the cheese. Yes this is for more than one person. No I'm not walking down there. Yes, if you hurry, I'll give you a tip. Better run, Julian," Uzma's conversation with Julian, the pizza delivery boy, was quick and simple.
Every time she ordered, she wanted the vegetarian pizza for the way the crust was made, as well as the sauce, and made sure to ask for all the meat and cheese she wanted. Almost every time she ordered a pizza from there, it could last her two days, maybe three if she wasn't super hungry. But, now that she had ordered food, she had nothing else to preoccupy her mind. She started to drift off and think about Michael again. She really was worried about him, and would be sitting in her room crying, but she's not going to worry now that she knows he can take care of himself.
That and she was sure he just had to go take care of something. At least, she hoped that as the case. He did live in London, and he did work with Jeisen at some weird place. She still didn't know what those two did for a living, but she didn't question it.
--
Pulling up outside of Uzma's apartment, Anna's limo driver announced their arrival and opened her door. Stepping out of the car, a set of stiletto dressed feet rested on the pavement. A gloved hand outstretched to accept help from her driver, and Anna stood upright. She brushed her hands down the front of her black pin skirt, and adjusted her soft pink, short sleeve silk blouse. A small clutch purse was tucked between her arm and her side, and a letter was held gently between her fingers.
"Park the limousine three blocks from the house. I will phone for you when we are ready." she said, smiling to the driver as he bowed. Any on lookers were surprised to see this type of woman in this neighborhood.
Walking to the door, Anna knocked, waiting to be let inside.
--
Uzma heard a knock on the door and crossed over to answer it, grumbling because now she had a pay a tip to Julian, if he had made it here in thirty minutes or less. She would have to pay him double since it had only been fifteen minutes since she called.
She heard another knock, and groaned, "Okay! I'm coming," counting out change, exact change, she moved the majority of it to one hand and opened the door with her free one. To her surprise, there was a very important looking lady at her door, and she had no idea what she was doing here.
"Uhm, hello? You're not my pizza." she said, furrowing her brows in annoyance. Her stomach growled in protest as well.
"My name is Anna Daniels, and I am looking for a Michael Krieger. I hold information that is dear to him, and I also know that you are his significant other, be it as a strong friendship or otherwise. Do you happen to know if he will be here soon?" Anna asked, her nose sniffing in the air. She could smell the rotten milk, and stale eggs from the fridge, even with it closed. She also picked up the faint scent of Entei on the couch, and coming from upstairs, but it was an old scent. She knew he was not here, yet at least.
"Uh, lady, I haven't seen him in a week. Did something bad happen or something?" Uzma fiddled with the change and dropped part of it on the floor. Cursing under her breath, she started to lean down to get it when Anna quickly scooped up the change after removing her glove and handed the coins over to Uzma.
"Are you going to ask me in, or shall I just stand on your stoop, Miss Williams?" Anna offered a toothless smile, her lips staying together during the expression.
"Uh, sure, come in. I have tap water, if that's okay." she said, adjusting her old, beaten up t-shirt. There was a few holes in it from wear and tear. She also wore a pair of lazy pajama pants. She had changed into this outfit after realizing she had no real food in the house.
Her pizza arrived shortly after this Anna woman did, and not two minutes later did another knock arrive at the door.
Anna perked up from her spot on the futon, her back straight as she sat on the very edge, her ankles crossed and legs tucked to the side like a well etiquette trained woman.
"I hope pizza is okay, too." she said. All Uzma had been doing for the last ten minutes was carrying out small talk, and avoiding conversation. What the hell had Michael gotten himself into?! This was getting weirder and weirder.
Walking to the door to answer it for the third time in the last twenty minutes, she came face to face with the guest of honor. Michael.
"What the HELL?! Who are you?!," Uzma started, and looked back to see Anna standing with a set of fox ears and a fox tail. Instead of classic orange fur, it was stark white. She was confused beyond belief. Before her stood Michael, but, older looking Michael. Rugged, hot looking Michael. Not the average -cute- guy she had started to fall, dare she say, in love with.
"Ah, young Prince. You finally arrive. I come in place of your sister," she said, getting straight to the point.
Uzma felt a bit faint, and took a few steps back away from the suddenly older looking Entei, her eyes wide and her heart going way too fast for her own good.[/color]
--
Failing to find any cans of soup, she checked her cash stash, and found plenty of money to order a pizza. She also checked her mail and found out she had received a check, and a letter from her boss. Oh crap. This was not a good sign. She tossed it on the counter to read later and grabbed her phone, dialing the local pizza joint down the street to have a pie delivered.
"Yeah, I need the vegetarian pizza, but minus the green peppers, banana peppers, green olives, onions, and anything else that resembles a vegetable. I then need you to add meat. I need sausage, pepperoni, chicken, and bacon. Don't forget to double up on the cheese. Yes this is for more than one person. No I'm not walking down there. Yes, if you hurry, I'll give you a tip. Better run, Julian," Uzma's conversation with Julian, the pizza delivery boy, was quick and simple.
Every time she ordered, she wanted the vegetarian pizza for the way the crust was made, as well as the sauce, and made sure to ask for all the meat and cheese she wanted. Almost every time she ordered a pizza from there, it could last her two days, maybe three if she wasn't super hungry. But, now that she had ordered food, she had nothing else to preoccupy her mind. She started to drift off and think about Michael again. She really was worried about him, and would be sitting in her room crying, but she's not going to worry now that she knows he can take care of himself.
That and she was sure he just had to go take care of something. At least, she hoped that as the case. He did live in London, and he did work with Jeisen at some weird place. She still didn't know what those two did for a living, but she didn't question it.
--
Pulling up outside of Uzma's apartment, Anna's limo driver announced their arrival and opened her door. Stepping out of the car, a set of stiletto dressed feet rested on the pavement. A gloved hand outstretched to accept help from her driver, and Anna stood upright. She brushed her hands down the front of her black pin skirt, and adjusted her soft pink, short sleeve silk blouse. A small clutch purse was tucked between her arm and her side, and a letter was held gently between her fingers.
"Park the limousine three blocks from the house. I will phone for you when we are ready." she said, smiling to the driver as he bowed. Any on lookers were surprised to see this type of woman in this neighborhood.
Walking to the door, Anna knocked, waiting to be let inside.
--
Uzma heard a knock on the door and crossed over to answer it, grumbling because now she had a pay a tip to Julian, if he had made it here in thirty minutes or less. She would have to pay him double since it had only been fifteen minutes since she called.
She heard another knock, and groaned, "Okay! I'm coming," counting out change, exact change, she moved the majority of it to one hand and opened the door with her free one. To her surprise, there was a very important looking lady at her door, and she had no idea what she was doing here.
"Uhm, hello? You're not my pizza." she said, furrowing her brows in annoyance. Her stomach growled in protest as well.
"My name is Anna Daniels, and I am looking for a Michael Krieger. I hold information that is dear to him, and I also know that you are his significant other, be it as a strong friendship or otherwise. Do you happen to know if he will be here soon?" Anna asked, her nose sniffing in the air. She could smell the rotten milk, and stale eggs from the fridge, even with it closed. She also picked up the faint scent of Entei on the couch, and coming from upstairs, but it was an old scent. She knew he was not here, yet at least.
"Uh, lady, I haven't seen him in a week. Did something bad happen or something?" Uzma fiddled with the change and dropped part of it on the floor. Cursing under her breath, she started to lean down to get it when Anna quickly scooped up the change after removing her glove and handed the coins over to Uzma.
"Are you going to ask me in, or shall I just stand on your stoop, Miss Williams?" Anna offered a toothless smile, her lips staying together during the expression.
"Uh, sure, come in. I have tap water, if that's okay." she said, adjusting her old, beaten up t-shirt. There was a few holes in it from wear and tear. She also wore a pair of lazy pajama pants. She had changed into this outfit after realizing she had no real food in the house.
Her pizza arrived shortly after this Anna woman did, and not two minutes later did another knock arrive at the door.
Anna perked up from her spot on the futon, her back straight as she sat on the very edge, her ankles crossed and legs tucked to the side like a well etiquette trained woman.
"I hope pizza is okay, too." she said. All Uzma had been doing for the last ten minutes was carrying out small talk, and avoiding conversation. What the hell had Michael gotten himself into?! This was getting weirder and weirder.
Walking to the door to answer it for the third time in the last twenty minutes, she came face to face with the guest of honor. Michael.
"What the HELL?! Who are you?!," Uzma started, and looked back to see Anna standing with a set of fox ears and a fox tail. Instead of classic orange fur, it was stark white. She was confused beyond belief. Before her stood Michael, but, older looking Michael. Rugged, hot looking Michael. Not the average -cute- guy she had started to fall, dare she say, in love with.
"Ah, young Prince. You finally arrive. I come in place of your sister," she said, getting straight to the point.
Uzma felt a bit faint, and took a few steps back away from the suddenly older looking Entei, her eyes wide and her heart going way too fast for her own good.[/color]
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Re: Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Entei October 15th 2014, 6:21 am
Entei beamed greatly when he saw Uzma, if she thought being apart from him for a week was bad, he had just endured three years of distance. Three years of being surrounded, literally, by succubus who wanted nothing more than to bed the young prince. Showing off his best toothy grin, he was about to invite himself in when he heard Uzma say "What the HELL?! Who are you?!," taking a step back, Entei internally smacked himself in the head, suddenly very aware of how different he must look to her.
'You dolt.' He thought to himself. 'Maybe you should have introduced yourself to the woman who doesn't yet understand that in one week you just aged three years!' Giving off a weak, nervous laugh, Entei sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. "Oh, well, you see, funny story. It's me, Michael, I learned something, and well, you see-"
"Ah, young Prince. You finally arrive. I come in place of your sister," Entei blinked twice at the strange woman who had just interrupted him. Her white fox tail, and and ears struck him as odd, but, who was he to judge? With his own tail, and elf like ears. Michael presumed she was a kitsune, a powerful spirit that usually ends up serving human's in either protection, or vows of friendship, but have been known to be enslaved by demons. Was his sister enslaving this woman, or was it a friendship that compelled her to come in her stead. Only time would tell.
"...That I'm a prince...and my sister is a queen. Also, I have a sister." Casually, Entei leaned against the door frame of Uzma's entrance, giving her a moment to take all this in. Silently, he wondered to himself if he was actually the only boy on the planet who could not only date a hot alien, who was also the aegis of Earth, but on top of that, confused and baffle the shit out of her. He liked to think so, and that gave him a very off sense of satisfaction. "I know you probably have a lot of questions, and I will totally answer all of them for you." Entei said to Uzma, taking a step closer to her. "And you, weird fox lady who knows my sister, we can talk in a second, but, at this exact moment, there is something I have been waiting three LONG years for." Placing both of his hands on Uzma's cheeks, he pulled her towards him, going in for a kiss, silently praying that she would return the gesture, and not push him away.
'You dolt.' He thought to himself. 'Maybe you should have introduced yourself to the woman who doesn't yet understand that in one week you just aged three years!' Giving off a weak, nervous laugh, Entei sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. "Oh, well, you see, funny story. It's me, Michael, I learned something, and well, you see-"
"Ah, young Prince. You finally arrive. I come in place of your sister," Entei blinked twice at the strange woman who had just interrupted him. Her white fox tail, and and ears struck him as odd, but, who was he to judge? With his own tail, and elf like ears. Michael presumed she was a kitsune, a powerful spirit that usually ends up serving human's in either protection, or vows of friendship, but have been known to be enslaved by demons. Was his sister enslaving this woman, or was it a friendship that compelled her to come in her stead. Only time would tell.
"...That I'm a prince...and my sister is a queen. Also, I have a sister." Casually, Entei leaned against the door frame of Uzma's entrance, giving her a moment to take all this in. Silently, he wondered to himself if he was actually the only boy on the planet who could not only date a hot alien, who was also the aegis of Earth, but on top of that, confused and baffle the shit out of her. He liked to think so, and that gave him a very off sense of satisfaction. "I know you probably have a lot of questions, and I will totally answer all of them for you." Entei said to Uzma, taking a step closer to her. "And you, weird fox lady who knows my sister, we can talk in a second, but, at this exact moment, there is something I have been waiting three LONG years for." Placing both of his hands on Uzma's cheeks, he pulled her towards him, going in for a kiss, silently praying that she would return the gesture, and not push him away.
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by Chellizard October 15th 2014, 9:39 pm
Confused beyond belief, Uzma tried to breathe and calm herself down. There was a fox girl in her living room, and her 'significant other' standing in the doorway, but he was not... the same person. He was completely different. A five oclock shadow, sharp facial features. A chiseled body that actually looked great in the t-shirt he was wearing. It actually clung to his body in all the right places. The leather jacket he wore also looked great, the sleeves rolled up. He was no longer in a slouchy hoodie and baggy pants. However cute that look was at first, she was glad it was gone. At least, part of her was.
"M... Michael?" stammering his name, Uzma was beyond bewildered. She was cut off by Anna that called him 'Prince.' Looking over to the fox eared woman, Uzma stared in disbelief. Was today really happening? Was a weird fox girl really standing in the middle of her living room, and an older Michael standing in her doorway. Her knees felt weak, and her stomach churned. Her chest hurt from how hard her heart was beating, and her vision started to blur. Was she really about to pass out?
"I am not a doctor, but you seem to look a little flushed, Miss Williams," chimed Anna in a matter-of-fact tone.
All Uzma could think was 'No shit, Sherlock,' but a paralyzing feeling had overcome her and there was nothing she could do or say but clutch the edge of the counter top and try not to fall flat onto her ass. And now he was telling her chat he had a sister. This must be big, big news considering he thought all of his 'family' was dead, or a huge douche bag, aka his dad. She finally caught her breath and just closed her eyes for a moment. She could hear Entei stepping through the door, and it closing behind of him. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes and looked into Michael's. She got lost in those gorgeous orbs, and she was glad to finally see them again.
Her own emerald green hues were a bit glossy, tears welling up as the reality of everything started to fall on her. She had missed him way more than she had let on. His embrace was accepted, her arms coiling up around his shoulders. She jumped a bit, her legs going up and around of his waist. This was more proof that she had missed him. Even in her ratty pajamas, she didn't care. She had him and that's all that mattered.
Anna cleared her throat and looked away, her hands turning the letter over a few times while she waited patiently.
Uzma finally realized this strange fox woman was in her living room and broke the kiss to give Michael a smile, but then socked him in the shoulder. It was a rough, yet playful thump. "What the heck do you mean three years? You were only gone a week, but, I guess it makes sense, you know what- let's just see what this chick wants and then we can catch up." Uzma said, a sly smirk sneaking to play on her lips. She then released her thigh's grip from around of his waist and she stood back upright. The light headedness was no longer a problem, but Anna was. Uzma felt something was up, she just had no idea what.
"M... Michael?" stammering his name, Uzma was beyond bewildered. She was cut off by Anna that called him 'Prince.' Looking over to the fox eared woman, Uzma stared in disbelief. Was today really happening? Was a weird fox girl really standing in the middle of her living room, and an older Michael standing in her doorway. Her knees felt weak, and her stomach churned. Her chest hurt from how hard her heart was beating, and her vision started to blur. Was she really about to pass out?
"I am not a doctor, but you seem to look a little flushed, Miss Williams," chimed Anna in a matter-of-fact tone.
All Uzma could think was 'No shit, Sherlock,' but a paralyzing feeling had overcome her and there was nothing she could do or say but clutch the edge of the counter top and try not to fall flat onto her ass. And now he was telling her chat he had a sister. This must be big, big news considering he thought all of his 'family' was dead, or a huge douche bag, aka his dad. She finally caught her breath and just closed her eyes for a moment. She could hear Entei stepping through the door, and it closing behind of him. Taking a deep breath, she opened her eyes and looked into Michael's. She got lost in those gorgeous orbs, and she was glad to finally see them again.
Her own emerald green hues were a bit glossy, tears welling up as the reality of everything started to fall on her. She had missed him way more than she had let on. His embrace was accepted, her arms coiling up around his shoulders. She jumped a bit, her legs going up and around of his waist. This was more proof that she had missed him. Even in her ratty pajamas, she didn't care. She had him and that's all that mattered.
Anna cleared her throat and looked away, her hands turning the letter over a few times while she waited patiently.
Uzma finally realized this strange fox woman was in her living room and broke the kiss to give Michael a smile, but then socked him in the shoulder. It was a rough, yet playful thump. "What the heck do you mean three years? You were only gone a week, but, I guess it makes sense, you know what- let's just see what this chick wants and then we can catch up." Uzma said, a sly smirk sneaking to play on her lips. She then released her thigh's grip from around of his waist and she stood back upright. The light headedness was no longer a problem, but Anna was. Uzma felt something was up, she just had no idea what.
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Re: Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Entei October 16th 2014, 12:34 am
The reunion was everything Michael had hoped for, her lips felt soft and warm against his own, and he let out a small laugh as he felt her legs wrap around his waist. For a moment, he had completely forgotten they were being watched, until the woman had let our a rather loud cough. It was a good thing too, because things were escalating rather quickly. After Uzma broke the kiss, Entei gave his own, half embarrassed, half shy cough, before smiling at the soft sock in the shoulder that Uzma had given him, sarcastically rubbing the spot.
"What the heck do you mean three years? You were only gone a week, but, I guess it makes sense, you know what- let's just see what this chick wants and then we can catch up." The way she said it, the smirk on her lips, Entei was both sad and happy the fox lady was there. On one hand, she had a message from his sister. On the other, however, she was interrupting...well, he didn't know what she was interrupting, but it couldn't end badly, right?
"Ah right, well you see, Jeisen - you remember him, right, from the guardians? Anyway, he and I were just hanging out at my job in London, and, well....we built a portal to hell." Entei paused, nervously rubbing the back of his head. There was a good chance he was ruining whatever 'catching up' she had planned, but, he had to be truthful at least. He also failed to mention his employment as a host. For some reason, he assumed Uzma to be the jealous type, and wouldn't appreciate the fact that his job is literally to flirt with women. "So..naturally...I..took the portal..." Another awkward cough, another awkward silence. At least he didn't have to lie though, like he would with almost any other woman. "And, well, time goes much quicker in hell, so I took the opportunity to..train a bit. The three years I spent down there, was only one week up here. I meant to text, but, ya'know, getting service was hell..."
Entei let out a small, nervous laugh after he spoke, before turning his attention to the fox lady. He gave her a small head nod, and raised his eyebrows, as if to say 'dear god, please go on with what you have so I don't get in trouble'. After all, who could be mad at someone who just found they had family that didn't kill their adoptive parent? Though, Michael was pretty sure he had used up his 'I'm a demon with no family' trump cards in this relationship already, which was amazing for the relatively short time they had been together...
"What the heck do you mean three years? You were only gone a week, but, I guess it makes sense, you know what- let's just see what this chick wants and then we can catch up." The way she said it, the smirk on her lips, Entei was both sad and happy the fox lady was there. On one hand, she had a message from his sister. On the other, however, she was interrupting...well, he didn't know what she was interrupting, but it couldn't end badly, right?
"Ah right, well you see, Jeisen - you remember him, right, from the guardians? Anyway, he and I were just hanging out at my job in London, and, well....we built a portal to hell." Entei paused, nervously rubbing the back of his head. There was a good chance he was ruining whatever 'catching up' she had planned, but, he had to be truthful at least. He also failed to mention his employment as a host. For some reason, he assumed Uzma to be the jealous type, and wouldn't appreciate the fact that his job is literally to flirt with women. "So..naturally...I..took the portal..." Another awkward cough, another awkward silence. At least he didn't have to lie though, like he would with almost any other woman. "And, well, time goes much quicker in hell, so I took the opportunity to..train a bit. The three years I spent down there, was only one week up here. I meant to text, but, ya'know, getting service was hell..."
Entei let out a small, nervous laugh after he spoke, before turning his attention to the fox lady. He gave her a small head nod, and raised his eyebrows, as if to say 'dear god, please go on with what you have so I don't get in trouble'. After all, who could be mad at someone who just found they had family that didn't kill their adoptive parent? Though, Michael was pretty sure he had used up his 'I'm a demon with no family' trump cards in this relationship already, which was amazing for the relatively short time they had been together...
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by Chellizard October 16th 2014, 1:23 am
Giving him a chance to recover from her punch, which he likely shrugged off anyway, she just slid her hand into his and laced her fingers with his, but then her stomach growled. She hadn't even had the chance to eat the pizza yet. Groaning a bit, she held up her finger with a 'give me ooonneee second' expression on her face. Grabbing for the box of pizza, that was now only mildly warm, she opened it and peeled a slice out. She had to fold it together to even begin to eat it. The New York styled slices were loaded with meat and cheese, and she was already drooling over it. If Michael were watching her, she swore to herself that he'd be jealous of the slice of pizza.
She took a few bites while Michael started to explain himself. She almost choked on the bite she was trying to swallow when he added in the part about Hell. Why in the world would he want to go there anyway? Wasn't his dad in that realm or dimension or whatever? Wasn't his dad a huge dick-bag? Coughing a bit to clear the pizza wad of dough and assorted meats, she finally finished chewing and swallowed. Michael was safe for now. She was too hungry to stop eating. She had already put off eating for almost twenty-four hours.
Anna stood patiently, still, her hands cupping over one another, the right one over left. The letter was tucked neatly within her left forefinger and thumb, waiting to have the seal be broken. Her fox tail and ears twitched, a bit anxious now. She had used up the majority of her patience, and as soon as Michael gave her the look of 'please save me' she ran a claw under the wax seal, making it release the paper.
"These are the words from your sister, as read by the late Prince of Thrones, Cilian Blanc," she held her poise, her emotions in check despite her ever lingering past.
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A cough that sounded masculine came from the parchment as it rested gently within Anna's grasp.
"Little brother,
I write to you in hopes to answer any and all of your questions. I feel as if I owe you that much, considering I knew of your existence on the day of your birth. I should have taken you under my wings; I hold a deep regret for not doing so.
My life long servant, and faithful companion Anna will be your guide. She will accompany you to my manor in Italy.
My doors open, always, to family, and family's loved ones. The invitation extends further to Miss Williams. I understand you are both quite fond of one another.
Anna, be sure to not let Cilian poke fun at Michael; it's not kind to pick on family." cutting off, a soft chortle followed and the ink on the page swirled until the portrait of a man appeared on the page.
"Poke fun at Michael... pah. It's hard to poke fun when poking me means I get silenced. The spell breaks when this paper is damaged too badly. But, I suppose there's no need for introductions. I am Cilian Blanc, the -well- late Prince of Thrones. I'm supposed to be dead, but, here I am. Anna, do you mind not leaving me bound to this sheet of paper. I'd much rather reinact Shakespear with the children," the face molded into a figure holding out a rose to Anna. The ink lifted off of the page, and a softness filled Anna's eyes.
--
Anna blinked away a few tears and ripped the corner off of the letter, the words bleeding back into place on the paper. She then folded the paper back up and handed it over to Michael.
"If you have questions, ask now. I am also very good at packing for trips, so if you need my assistance, I am available to either of you." Bowing lightly, Anna folded her hands over one another and looked between the two.
Uzma stood with her mouth agape, her pizza having left her hand and fell on the floor. She thought she was being rude hanging all over Michael, but this fox lady looked like she was about to get freaky with a sheet of paper. With a completely ruined slice of pizza on the floor, and a whole new level of weird going on in her life, Uzma just looked to Michael, searching his eyes for the answer.
"Do you want me to go with you?" she asked, hoping the answer was yes.
She took a few bites while Michael started to explain himself. She almost choked on the bite she was trying to swallow when he added in the part about Hell. Why in the world would he want to go there anyway? Wasn't his dad in that realm or dimension or whatever? Wasn't his dad a huge dick-bag? Coughing a bit to clear the pizza wad of dough and assorted meats, she finally finished chewing and swallowed. Michael was safe for now. She was too hungry to stop eating. She had already put off eating for almost twenty-four hours.
Anna stood patiently, still, her hands cupping over one another, the right one over left. The letter was tucked neatly within her left forefinger and thumb, waiting to have the seal be broken. Her fox tail and ears twitched, a bit anxious now. She had used up the majority of her patience, and as soon as Michael gave her the look of 'please save me' she ran a claw under the wax seal, making it release the paper.
"These are the words from your sister, as read by the late Prince of Thrones, Cilian Blanc," she held her poise, her emotions in check despite her ever lingering past.
--
A cough that sounded masculine came from the parchment as it rested gently within Anna's grasp.
"Little brother,
I write to you in hopes to answer any and all of your questions. I feel as if I owe you that much, considering I knew of your existence on the day of your birth. I should have taken you under my wings; I hold a deep regret for not doing so.
My life long servant, and faithful companion Anna will be your guide. She will accompany you to my manor in Italy.
My doors open, always, to family, and family's loved ones. The invitation extends further to Miss Williams. I understand you are both quite fond of one another.
Anna, be sure to not let Cilian poke fun at Michael; it's not kind to pick on family." cutting off, a soft chortle followed and the ink on the page swirled until the portrait of a man appeared on the page.
"Poke fun at Michael... pah. It's hard to poke fun when poking me means I get silenced. The spell breaks when this paper is damaged too badly. But, I suppose there's no need for introductions. I am Cilian Blanc, the -well- late Prince of Thrones. I'm supposed to be dead, but, here I am. Anna, do you mind not leaving me bound to this sheet of paper. I'd much rather reinact Shakespear with the children," the face molded into a figure holding out a rose to Anna. The ink lifted off of the page, and a softness filled Anna's eyes.
--
Anna blinked away a few tears and ripped the corner off of the letter, the words bleeding back into place on the paper. She then folded the paper back up and handed it over to Michael.
"If you have questions, ask now. I am also very good at packing for trips, so if you need my assistance, I am available to either of you." Bowing lightly, Anna folded her hands over one another and looked between the two.
Uzma stood with her mouth agape, her pizza having left her hand and fell on the floor. She thought she was being rude hanging all over Michael, but this fox lady looked like she was about to get freaky with a sheet of paper. With a completely ruined slice of pizza on the floor, and a whole new level of weird going on in her life, Uzma just looked to Michael, searching his eyes for the answer.
"Do you want me to go with you?" she asked, hoping the answer was yes.
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Re: Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Entei October 16th 2014, 1:45 am
Michael was rather calm during the reading of the latter, though, he did occasionally let his eye drift towards the box of pizza the Uzma held. He hadn't even stopped to get anything to eat after his training session, he was much too excited to get back to L.A., and Uzma. Surprising to even himself, he didn't get upset, or show any sign of change in emotion when he heard his sister had known of him since birth. After all, if she had, he wouldn't have been raised by Father Krieger, who, to Entei, was the greatest man alive. He also probably would have grown up a demon, and in the life of luxury, never having met Uzma. All in all, he was very happy with his life, and wouldn't change any of the hardships he had to endure to get to this point. Even being raised as a minister's son.
"Prince of Thrones, eh? So much royalty in one room, I'm surprised this apartment can take it." Entei joked, before letting out a long sigh. "I suppose I do have a few questions. First off, how is it that Chelle is Queen of hell? My master wouldn't tell me, and I've been quite curious how she dethroned dear old dad. Secondly, why now is she choosing to come forth and invite me to her mansion, or palace, or whatever in...Italy? Jeez, she really is rich..." Entei trailed off for a moment, thinking to himself how odd his life would be if she had raised him. Just now realizing that Uzma had grabbed his hand, he gave hers a soft squeeze in return, before turning to her. "And thirdly, of course I want you to go with me. But...we're going to have to stop for another pizza. Seriously, I am starving."
Letting his sword strap slip from his shoulder, Entei grabbed the demonic relic in one hand, before offering it to Uzma. She was honestly the only person he would ever trust to hold it, and he wasn't completely ruling out the fact that the fox woman was lying about his sister. "Before we go though, can I use your shower? I'd rather not meet my sister smelling of body odor and singed hair." Without waiting for a response, Entei headed off towards the shower, leaving Uzma and Anna alone. His time in hell, being treated as a prince, may have made him a tad more sure of himself, but that wasn't a bad thing, right? After stripping in Uzma's small bathroom, and stepping out of the shower, Entei felt much, much better. The warm water felt good over his sore muscles, and although the only shampoo and soap was of the, well, 'girly' variety, it was a great improvement in his scent.
When he stepped out of the bathroom, he had changed out of his dirty, sweat drenched clothes, donning a whole new attire, which he had been storing in the backpack he usually carried when he traveled. A dark blue jacket, and grey T-shirt covered his upper body, while faded blue jeans covered his lower. He wore black running shoes to finish off the attire, and from his neck was a small necklace, which looked like an enlongated heart, that had been split into four sections, each section alternating between a navy blue and a crimson red. He had also shaved the stubble from his face, giving himself a clean, freshly shaven look. "Well, I'm ready when you are." He said to the girls, heading towards the front door.
"Prince of Thrones, eh? So much royalty in one room, I'm surprised this apartment can take it." Entei joked, before letting out a long sigh. "I suppose I do have a few questions. First off, how is it that Chelle is Queen of hell? My master wouldn't tell me, and I've been quite curious how she dethroned dear old dad. Secondly, why now is she choosing to come forth and invite me to her mansion, or palace, or whatever in...Italy? Jeez, she really is rich..." Entei trailed off for a moment, thinking to himself how odd his life would be if she had raised him. Just now realizing that Uzma had grabbed his hand, he gave hers a soft squeeze in return, before turning to her. "And thirdly, of course I want you to go with me. But...we're going to have to stop for another pizza. Seriously, I am starving."
Letting his sword strap slip from his shoulder, Entei grabbed the demonic relic in one hand, before offering it to Uzma. She was honestly the only person he would ever trust to hold it, and he wasn't completely ruling out the fact that the fox woman was lying about his sister. "Before we go though, can I use your shower? I'd rather not meet my sister smelling of body odor and singed hair." Without waiting for a response, Entei headed off towards the shower, leaving Uzma and Anna alone. His time in hell, being treated as a prince, may have made him a tad more sure of himself, but that wasn't a bad thing, right? After stripping in Uzma's small bathroom, and stepping out of the shower, Entei felt much, much better. The warm water felt good over his sore muscles, and although the only shampoo and soap was of the, well, 'girly' variety, it was a great improvement in his scent.
When he stepped out of the bathroom, he had changed out of his dirty, sweat drenched clothes, donning a whole new attire, which he had been storing in the backpack he usually carried when he traveled. A dark blue jacket, and grey T-shirt covered his upper body, while faded blue jeans covered his lower. He wore black running shoes to finish off the attire, and from his neck was a small necklace, which looked like an enlongated heart, that had been split into four sections, each section alternating between a navy blue and a crimson red. He had also shaved the stubble from his face, giving himself a clean, freshly shaven look. "Well, I'm ready when you are." He said to the girls, heading towards the front door.
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"Those questions are better answered by m'lady. I lack the proper information and I will give you both the space you need to get ready. The limousine will be just outside the door, and I will be waiting for you both. Take your time," Anna said, pulling back on her silk gloves as her ears and tail vanished. She gave another bow and then made her way to the door, taking her exit.
Uzma shared the shower with Entei, and had a bit of fun. Not too much, however. She cleaned up as well, and grabbed a single book bag and shoved a few things into it. Her charger, underwear, socks, extra shorts, a skirt, pants, and four t-shirts. She had no dresses, or she would bring one of those. She really had no reason to own a dress, anyway.
"Do you think your sister will end up being a bitch?" Uzma asked while snapping her bra into place. She towel dried her hair, and squeezed her dreads dry into the soft cotton as well. She then pulled a tank top on, a just above mid thigh black and gray plaid pleated skirt, and slipped her feet into a pair of ballet flats. Doing a quick twirl, she looked to Michael and whistled.
"Still getting used to this, but I must admit; I really like this new you." she offered her bag to Michael, and packed a smaller load for him. He rarely made a mess of his clothes, so she just grabbed extra socks, boxers, and a couple t-shirts. Finally ready to go, Uzma applied a bit of lip gloss and eye liner as the last additions to her outfit.
"Well, I guess we're ready. I'll lock up." Doing so, she made sure to leave a key in the security coded lock box and stepped down the stoop toward the limo. She had never rode in one, so this was a whole new world for her.
"Have you ever been in a limo?" she asked, looking to Michael as she walked toward the appropriate door.
Uzma shared the shower with Entei, and had a bit of fun. Not too much, however. She cleaned up as well, and grabbed a single book bag and shoved a few things into it. Her charger, underwear, socks, extra shorts, a skirt, pants, and four t-shirts. She had no dresses, or she would bring one of those. She really had no reason to own a dress, anyway.
"Do you think your sister will end up being a bitch?" Uzma asked while snapping her bra into place. She towel dried her hair, and squeezed her dreads dry into the soft cotton as well. She then pulled a tank top on, a just above mid thigh black and gray plaid pleated skirt, and slipped her feet into a pair of ballet flats. Doing a quick twirl, she looked to Michael and whistled.
"Still getting used to this, but I must admit; I really like this new you." she offered her bag to Michael, and packed a smaller load for him. He rarely made a mess of his clothes, so she just grabbed extra socks, boxers, and a couple t-shirts. Finally ready to go, Uzma applied a bit of lip gloss and eye liner as the last additions to her outfit.
"Well, I guess we're ready. I'll lock up." Doing so, she made sure to leave a key in the security coded lock box and stepped down the stoop toward the limo. She had never rode in one, so this was a whole new world for her.
"Have you ever been in a limo?" she asked, looking to Michael as she walked toward the appropriate door.
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Re: Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Entei October 16th 2014, 3:25 am
"Hmm. I dunno." Michael replied honestly to Uzma's first question. He had already been dressed, and was sitting on the couch waiting for her. "My father's a right prick, but I turned out okay I think. So I'd say her odds are about... forty percent of being a nice person." As he heard the sounds of a bag rustling, and cloth rubbing against cloth, he assumed Uzma had started packing her bag, and subconsciously had begun playing with his horns. Extinguishing them, lightning them, changing their size and shape, just practices he did to keep his manipulation 'muscles' at peak performance. At her comment about his new look, Michael gave a small smile. "Yea, I kinda like it too." At this, he began flexing his hand, watching the muscle in his forearm react. "I feel...not really stronger, but, different than I did when I left. I dunno, it's kind of a weird calm."
When Uzma had finally exited her room, Entei gave her a large, stupid grin. He had to admit, she looked damn good right now. It wasn't as if he was trying to impress his sister, but if he was, he had definitely found the right girl for the job. Following eagerly behind her, so he could watch...things, he waited at her door for her to lock up, before leading the way outside. "Mmm, I think once, when I was really little." Michael said, approaching the limo. "I grew up in a church, so, there was never money for these kinds of things. But, I believe we rode in one on the way to a wedding before. But, it's a very vague memory, little more than a dream to me at this point."
Holding the door open, Entei gestured for Uzma to enter the limo, before climbing in after her. If his sister was trying to make a good first impression, this was definitely the way for Chelle to start. He was taken aback at exactly how fancy the limo was at first, and it left him quite literally speechless. "So, Uzma, are you as impressed with this as I am?"
When Uzma had finally exited her room, Entei gave her a large, stupid grin. He had to admit, she looked damn good right now. It wasn't as if he was trying to impress his sister, but if he was, he had definitely found the right girl for the job. Following eagerly behind her, so he could watch...things, he waited at her door for her to lock up, before leading the way outside. "Mmm, I think once, when I was really little." Michael said, approaching the limo. "I grew up in a church, so, there was never money for these kinds of things. But, I believe we rode in one on the way to a wedding before. But, it's a very vague memory, little more than a dream to me at this point."
Holding the door open, Entei gestured for Uzma to enter the limo, before climbing in after her. If his sister was trying to make a good first impression, this was definitely the way for Chelle to start. He was taken aback at exactly how fancy the limo was at first, and it left him quite literally speechless. "So, Uzma, are you as impressed with this as I am?"
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Re: Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Chellizard October 20th 2014, 2:31 am
Shrugging lightly, she looked at him before heading out of the door. "I've never really done church things, and I've never been to a wedding, but I've seen movies with limos. Especially those movies with dances or proms."
She smiled up to Michael as she ducked down to get into the limo. She looked around within the limousine and was a bit wide eyed. This was way too nice. Okay, so maybe this sister of Michael's was not a bitch, or at least less of one than Uzma originally thought. The seats were a gorgeous black leather, and they weren't stiff. She could actually sit comfortably without feeling like it was a hard slab. The inside of the limo also had a minibar, as well as a record player. A classical song was filling the atmosphere, and Anna sat with her back to the driver, across from Uzma and Entei.
"We will be driving to the airstrip, and then boarding the private jet. Our estimated flight time will be twelve hours. I advise you both sleep, but you are free to do what you please."
As Anna explained the depth of the trip to Italy, the Limo drove on and arrived at the private estate at the edge of Los Angeles. The limo pulled up to an airstrip, and the driver announced their arrival. Uzma had no questions on this ride, she was just interested in taking a nap after chatting with Michael on the plane. Finding out what he had been through, and how things were in 'Hell' was making her curious. She climbed out of the car after Michael and followed Anna up to the plane.
The thought of flying was not scary, but the thought of crashing was. She was an Alien that could fly, and she was afraid of a metal box. She sighed and looked to Michael. "You might have to hold my hand for the majority of this flight..." she said, and climbed on board. Anna showed them the main cabin which had a smaller couch type area, as well as large lush seats with belts to strap them in just before they were safely in the air. Anna was going to be the co-pilot, and gave a short bow to Uzma and Michael, giving them their space. There was a television, a small fridge with drinks and food, and a small cabinet with blankets and pillows.
This ride was going to be awesome.
As soon as the plane was in the air, Uzma unbuckled her seatbelt and moved to sit on the couch. "So... I suppose we can talk about what you did while you were gone..." she started, giving him a sort of 'this conversation might turn into an argument, but we need to do this' look.
She smiled up to Michael as she ducked down to get into the limo. She looked around within the limousine and was a bit wide eyed. This was way too nice. Okay, so maybe this sister of Michael's was not a bitch, or at least less of one than Uzma originally thought. The seats were a gorgeous black leather, and they weren't stiff. She could actually sit comfortably without feeling like it was a hard slab. The inside of the limo also had a minibar, as well as a record player. A classical song was filling the atmosphere, and Anna sat with her back to the driver, across from Uzma and Entei.
"We will be driving to the airstrip, and then boarding the private jet. Our estimated flight time will be twelve hours. I advise you both sleep, but you are free to do what you please."
As Anna explained the depth of the trip to Italy, the Limo drove on and arrived at the private estate at the edge of Los Angeles. The limo pulled up to an airstrip, and the driver announced their arrival. Uzma had no questions on this ride, she was just interested in taking a nap after chatting with Michael on the plane. Finding out what he had been through, and how things were in 'Hell' was making her curious. She climbed out of the car after Michael and followed Anna up to the plane.
The thought of flying was not scary, but the thought of crashing was. She was an Alien that could fly, and she was afraid of a metal box. She sighed and looked to Michael. "You might have to hold my hand for the majority of this flight..." she said, and climbed on board. Anna showed them the main cabin which had a smaller couch type area, as well as large lush seats with belts to strap them in just before they were safely in the air. Anna was going to be the co-pilot, and gave a short bow to Uzma and Michael, giving them their space. There was a television, a small fridge with drinks and food, and a small cabinet with blankets and pillows.
This ride was going to be awesome.
As soon as the plane was in the air, Uzma unbuckled her seatbelt and moved to sit on the couch. "So... I suppose we can talk about what you did while you were gone..." she started, giving him a sort of 'this conversation might turn into an argument, but we need to do this' look.
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Re: Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Entei October 20th 2014, 12:10 pm
Entei let out a short whistle as he gazed upon the beautiful private air craft they were about to embark on. He had been on a few planes before, but never something this luxurious, or with this much personal space. He was even more impressed by the inside of the plane. The soft seats, the lush carpeting, the pure size of the cabin, it was a lot to take in.
"Ya'know," Entei commented once Anna had left Uzma and himself alone, "I may be the first person to come out of hell to a better life.." he joked, trying to take in everything that had been happening in the last hour. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would be flying on a private jet, let alone on a private jet on his way to a mansion in Italy, that his family owned nevertheless. Hell, he never thought he would have family. Gripping Uzma's hand, and giving her a soft smile as they took off, Entei had leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes. In all honesty, he was ready to take a nap during this incredibly long flight. That was, until Uzma spoke up.
"So... I suppose we can talk about what you did while you were gone..." Damn. He had been so close to the entire topic never coming up, but the look in the woman's eyes told him that would not be the case. With a defeated sigh, Entei joined Uzma on the couch, turning to face her.
"Right." Entei started, taking a small moment to gather his thoughts. Not that it did him any good, there was no way to spin 'I left you for three years to train' in a good way. How anime characters got away with it, he would never know. "Well, you see, I was in London working, and Jeisen and I got together. So, naturally, we built a portal to hell. Ya'know, your typical Monday morning for heroes." Entei let out a small cough. He was really bad at these serious talks, and always found himself making jokes. Maybe the three years hadn't matured him THAT much. "Anyway, once I got down there, I found out that my father was no longer king, and that my sister Chell, whose plan we are now riding in, was Queen of that dimension. Naturally, as her brother, even if only half, that made me prince. So, the first few days there were rather..." Michael waved his hand in air, trying to best find the word. "..Uh, different, I guess would be the best way to put it. I'd never been treated like royalty before. I won't say it wasn't nice, but, it wasn't quite for me either."
At this point, Entei paused. Both to let Uzma absorb the information, and to cross the cabin of the plane, and grab himself a drink. A nice cola from the fridge, which he quickly opened and downed about half of before returning to the couch and continuing with his speech.
"So, after a few days of getting to know the place, I was all ready to return home. I had the information about my sister, and my dad was as good as gone. As far as I was concerned, I was done there. That was, until I met Raz'goth." With a sigh, Entei thumbed to the sword strapped to his back. "Raz'goth is a demonic sword smith, and one of the best swordsmen I've ever seen. He's the one who crafted the Kurikara blade for me, under the direction from my adoptive father Christopher Krieger. Apparently, he's always known I was a demon, and had been quite the demon hunter back in his youth." At the thought of his father once hunting demons, and being quite the bad ass, Michael let out a soft smile. He reached out to try and grab Uzma's hand at this point, and hold it gently. "I was going to come back, even after finding all this out, I missed you a lot after all. But, Raz'goth told me he could help me control my powers, and the nature of my demonic transformation. He also told me that I could do three years worth of training, in about an earth week. Knowing that well...I just wanted to get stronger so I could protect you, Uzma. I know you're the aegis of earth, but, I like to think of myself as your Aegis, in a way. Entei paused, trying to think of the best way to describe his training. "So, i trained. It was rather harsh, and difficult, and at times it felt like my spirit was breaking, but I persevered through it. Got a nice scar running down the left side of my stomach to prove it." Entei jested, giving Uzma a soft smile. "And now, here we are. I'd say it was worth it, personally. Given enough prep time, I'd say I could burn down a city block with my powers.
"Ya'know," Entei commented once Anna had left Uzma and himself alone, "I may be the first person to come out of hell to a better life.." he joked, trying to take in everything that had been happening in the last hour. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he would be flying on a private jet, let alone on a private jet on his way to a mansion in Italy, that his family owned nevertheless. Hell, he never thought he would have family. Gripping Uzma's hand, and giving her a soft smile as they took off, Entei had leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes. In all honesty, he was ready to take a nap during this incredibly long flight. That was, until Uzma spoke up.
"So... I suppose we can talk about what you did while you were gone..." Damn. He had been so close to the entire topic never coming up, but the look in the woman's eyes told him that would not be the case. With a defeated sigh, Entei joined Uzma on the couch, turning to face her.
"Right." Entei started, taking a small moment to gather his thoughts. Not that it did him any good, there was no way to spin 'I left you for three years to train' in a good way. How anime characters got away with it, he would never know. "Well, you see, I was in London working, and Jeisen and I got together. So, naturally, we built a portal to hell. Ya'know, your typical Monday morning for heroes." Entei let out a small cough. He was really bad at these serious talks, and always found himself making jokes. Maybe the three years hadn't matured him THAT much. "Anyway, once I got down there, I found out that my father was no longer king, and that my sister Chell, whose plan we are now riding in, was Queen of that dimension. Naturally, as her brother, even if only half, that made me prince. So, the first few days there were rather..." Michael waved his hand in air, trying to best find the word. "..Uh, different, I guess would be the best way to put it. I'd never been treated like royalty before. I won't say it wasn't nice, but, it wasn't quite for me either."
At this point, Entei paused. Both to let Uzma absorb the information, and to cross the cabin of the plane, and grab himself a drink. A nice cola from the fridge, which he quickly opened and downed about half of before returning to the couch and continuing with his speech.
"So, after a few days of getting to know the place, I was all ready to return home. I had the information about my sister, and my dad was as good as gone. As far as I was concerned, I was done there. That was, until I met Raz'goth." With a sigh, Entei thumbed to the sword strapped to his back. "Raz'goth is a demonic sword smith, and one of the best swordsmen I've ever seen. He's the one who crafted the Kurikara blade for me, under the direction from my adoptive father Christopher Krieger. Apparently, he's always known I was a demon, and had been quite the demon hunter back in his youth." At the thought of his father once hunting demons, and being quite the bad ass, Michael let out a soft smile. He reached out to try and grab Uzma's hand at this point, and hold it gently. "I was going to come back, even after finding all this out, I missed you a lot after all. But, Raz'goth told me he could help me control my powers, and the nature of my demonic transformation. He also told me that I could do three years worth of training, in about an earth week. Knowing that well...I just wanted to get stronger so I could protect you, Uzma. I know you're the aegis of earth, but, I like to think of myself as your Aegis, in a way. Entei paused, trying to think of the best way to describe his training. "So, i trained. It was rather harsh, and difficult, and at times it felt like my spirit was breaking, but I persevered through it. Got a nice scar running down the left side of my stomach to prove it." Entei jested, giving Uzma a soft smile. "And now, here we are. I'd say it was worth it, personally. Given enough prep time, I'd say I could burn down a city block with my powers.
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Re: Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Chellizard November 20th 2014, 4:08 pm
"John! Ahhh can you believe it! Italy! But, best part! My Aunt owns like half of it or something," laughing, Tyuki linked her arm around of John's waist and pulled in close, grinning up at him. She flicked the scarf he had around of his neck and giggled softly. Winter was already here in Italy, and there was no stopping the soft snow flakes that landed on Tyuki's eye lashes.
"Hey," she said, her eyes locking with his. She stopped, the scarf now partly around of her neck as she stared at him. In this moment, if it were a movie, some people would assume she would say something like 'I love you,' but, that was not how Tyuki showed her affection.
"I just met you! And this is CRAAAZY! Here's my numberrr, so call me maybe!!" she giggled and spun around, yanking John a bit as she pulled on the scarf. Just as she spun out, she stepped out into the street and a car screeched to a halt. This was the car that would escort them from the airport to Chelle's manor. Flailing her arms, Tyuki gasped and looked at John.
"I almost turned that car into a tin can!" and she was right. Had she not stepped out of the way, the car would have rammed into her and taken some heavy damage, leaving Tyuki completely fine. Another soft giggle passed the pop star's lips as she stepped toward the door.
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Crossing her legs, left over right, Uzma sank back into the couch with her arms crossed over her chest as well. Her big green eyes followed him as he crossed the small cabin to sit next to her on the couch. She barely turned her attention to him. Right now, she was moody and a bit nervous about this plane coming down because of mechanical error. To add insult to injury, she was not particularly pleased with his explanation, and the mention of his 'work' in 'London' made her even more curious, but that was not the most important part. The part about the portal being one to HELL was, however. She was not going to cut him off yet, though. His little cough made her raise a brow at him curiously. Was he doing it because of a tickle in his throat? Or because he genuinely just needed to fill the void of silence with some kind of sound. It could be the fact he was nervous. Uzma could potentially rip this plane in half and fly away if she wanted.
"Okay, so... to wrap my head around of this," she started as he rose from the couch. She uncoiled her pose and stood up as well, crossing the cabin to make room for her to pace back and forth as he drank his soda.
"You have a sister, who is the ruler of 'Hell' and now you're some kind of Prince? Ugh, do I even want to know what you mean by 'different
?" she said, a bit more flustered now than she was before. She took a deep breath and exhaled, waving him to continue on with his story as she sat across from him in one of the lush seats. Her breathing slowed as her legs crossed again. This time, however, her hands stayed somewhat relaxed on the arm rests of the chair she sat in. The truth behind his words was genuine. There was no doubt about that. Despite everything, and how mad she should be at him, she really wasn't. Family is important. Uzma wished that she had any shred of family. All she has is Michael at this point... and maybe his family.
Clearing her own throat, she stood up and made the short walk to sit down next to him. She gave him a soft smile and leaned in to kiss his cheek.
"I should be pissed, but I'm not. I will be pissed if you burn down a city block, though, so don't do that. Ever. But, I'm just glad you're not dead or completely avoiding me. And, I'm also glad we get to find your family," she gave another smile, masking the haunting pain she had for not having family.
She continued their conversation, and chatted with Entei about Hell as the plane ride continued. A few hours later and the private plane was going to land. Anna came out to announce this, and explained that they needed to buckle up. She reached and squeezed Entei's hand, her eyes closing as she waited for the plane to land safely.
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A maid was sent to wait for the plane to arrive, and as the maid collected Michael and Uzma, Chelle was sitting in one of the two kitchens with Tyuki and John. The last time these three met, there was a third person involved. But, now they were gone. Time must have corrected itself and taken the future child of these two back.
"So, my darling neice, how have you been? And you, John?" A smile curled over Chelle's dark red painted lips as her hands cupped around of a steaming mug of hot chocolate. There were two more mugs resting in front of Tyuki and her boyfriend as well.
"I've been great! Did Bliss tell you what happened in Washington, DC? And about those silly aliens in Atlanta? That was hilarious. The best Halloween I've ever had, actually," giggling, Tyuki stirred her hot cocoa with a chocolate and pistachio biscotti. The delicious rich cocoa made the hard cookie soft and more delicious than it was alone.
"But yeah, I wish John was there. I forget what you were doing on Halloween," she said, pouting a bit.
Chelle smiled and took a drink of her own hot chocolate, listening to her hyper niece and very quiet future nephew-in-law. These two had their paths written in the stars. At least, that's what Anna believed.
--
The maid waiting on Uzma and Michael kept herself on the edge of the airstrip, her hands folded over her lap as she stood stock still. The wind from the plane did not unroot her. She made the small walk to the plane and introduced herself as Priscilla. She even bowed and called Michael 'Prince' and Uzma 'Lady Williams.'
'This day is only going to get better now,' Uzma thought, a grin stealing her expression.
"Hey," she said, her eyes locking with his. She stopped, the scarf now partly around of her neck as she stared at him. In this moment, if it were a movie, some people would assume she would say something like 'I love you,' but, that was not how Tyuki showed her affection.
"I just met you! And this is CRAAAZY! Here's my numberrr, so call me maybe!!" she giggled and spun around, yanking John a bit as she pulled on the scarf. Just as she spun out, she stepped out into the street and a car screeched to a halt. This was the car that would escort them from the airport to Chelle's manor. Flailing her arms, Tyuki gasped and looked at John.
"I almost turned that car into a tin can!" and she was right. Had she not stepped out of the way, the car would have rammed into her and taken some heavy damage, leaving Tyuki completely fine. Another soft giggle passed the pop star's lips as she stepped toward the door.
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Crossing her legs, left over right, Uzma sank back into the couch with her arms crossed over her chest as well. Her big green eyes followed him as he crossed the small cabin to sit next to her on the couch. She barely turned her attention to him. Right now, she was moody and a bit nervous about this plane coming down because of mechanical error. To add insult to injury, she was not particularly pleased with his explanation, and the mention of his 'work' in 'London' made her even more curious, but that was not the most important part. The part about the portal being one to HELL was, however. She was not going to cut him off yet, though. His little cough made her raise a brow at him curiously. Was he doing it because of a tickle in his throat? Or because he genuinely just needed to fill the void of silence with some kind of sound. It could be the fact he was nervous. Uzma could potentially rip this plane in half and fly away if she wanted.
"Okay, so... to wrap my head around of this," she started as he rose from the couch. She uncoiled her pose and stood up as well, crossing the cabin to make room for her to pace back and forth as he drank his soda.
"You have a sister, who is the ruler of 'Hell' and now you're some kind of Prince? Ugh, do I even want to know what you mean by 'different
?" she said, a bit more flustered now than she was before. She took a deep breath and exhaled, waving him to continue on with his story as she sat across from him in one of the lush seats. Her breathing slowed as her legs crossed again. This time, however, her hands stayed somewhat relaxed on the arm rests of the chair she sat in. The truth behind his words was genuine. There was no doubt about that. Despite everything, and how mad she should be at him, she really wasn't. Family is important. Uzma wished that she had any shred of family. All she has is Michael at this point... and maybe his family.
Clearing her own throat, she stood up and made the short walk to sit down next to him. She gave him a soft smile and leaned in to kiss his cheek.
"I should be pissed, but I'm not. I will be pissed if you burn down a city block, though, so don't do that. Ever. But, I'm just glad you're not dead or completely avoiding me. And, I'm also glad we get to find your family," she gave another smile, masking the haunting pain she had for not having family.
She continued their conversation, and chatted with Entei about Hell as the plane ride continued. A few hours later and the private plane was going to land. Anna came out to announce this, and explained that they needed to buckle up. She reached and squeezed Entei's hand, her eyes closing as she waited for the plane to land safely.
--
A maid was sent to wait for the plane to arrive, and as the maid collected Michael and Uzma, Chelle was sitting in one of the two kitchens with Tyuki and John. The last time these three met, there was a third person involved. But, now they were gone. Time must have corrected itself and taken the future child of these two back.
"So, my darling neice, how have you been? And you, John?" A smile curled over Chelle's dark red painted lips as her hands cupped around of a steaming mug of hot chocolate. There were two more mugs resting in front of Tyuki and her boyfriend as well.
"I've been great! Did Bliss tell you what happened in Washington, DC? And about those silly aliens in Atlanta? That was hilarious. The best Halloween I've ever had, actually," giggling, Tyuki stirred her hot cocoa with a chocolate and pistachio biscotti. The delicious rich cocoa made the hard cookie soft and more delicious than it was alone.
"But yeah, I wish John was there. I forget what you were doing on Halloween," she said, pouting a bit.
Chelle smiled and took a drink of her own hot chocolate, listening to her hyper niece and very quiet future nephew-in-law. These two had their paths written in the stars. At least, that's what Anna believed.
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The maid waiting on Uzma and Michael kept herself on the edge of the airstrip, her hands folded over her lap as she stood stock still. The wind from the plane did not unroot her. She made the small walk to the plane and introduced herself as Priscilla. She even bowed and called Michael 'Prince' and Uzma 'Lady Williams.'
'This day is only going to get better now,' Uzma thought, a grin stealing her expression.
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Re: Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Forceaus November 20th 2014, 5:23 pm
John and Tyuki were in Italy, again. Only this time, it was more of a vacation, even though it was cold and snowing right now. They walked from the airport through the snow dampened ground and talked about whatever along the way.
"I seriously doubt she owns half the country." he said as he watched her continuously play with the scarf he was wearing. She got really close to him for a moment and John smiled despite having no clue what she was doing. Tyuki then started singing and goofing around, which made John laugh. He stopped laughing when he saw what was about to happen. "Look out." he said as a car nearly drove right into her. Luckily it stopped in time despite the slick ground it was driving on, and nothing bad happened. "Tyuki, you should really watch where you're going." he told her as they got in the car that would take them to her aunt's place.
After a reasonably long drive, they arrived at the manor and got out of the car to head in. They met with her aunt Chelle, and the three of them strode into the kitchen. They all talked as hot chocolate was served to them all.
"I told you. I was having to study." he replied when what he had been doing on Halloween was asked. This was partially true. Partially. He didn't want to tell them he had been fighting for his life that night because well, it would worry them.
"I seriously doubt she owns half the country." he said as he watched her continuously play with the scarf he was wearing. She got really close to him for a moment and John smiled despite having no clue what she was doing. Tyuki then started singing and goofing around, which made John laugh. He stopped laughing when he saw what was about to happen. "Look out." he said as a car nearly drove right into her. Luckily it stopped in time despite the slick ground it was driving on, and nothing bad happened. "Tyuki, you should really watch where you're going." he told her as they got in the car that would take them to her aunt's place.
After a reasonably long drive, they arrived at the manor and got out of the car to head in. They met with her aunt Chelle, and the three of them strode into the kitchen. They all talked as hot chocolate was served to them all.
"I told you. I was having to study." he replied when what he had been doing on Halloween was asked. This was partially true. Partially. He didn't want to tell them he had been fighting for his life that night because well, it would worry them.
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Re: Zero Gravity (Closed to Entei; Invite Only)
by Entei November 20th 2014, 6:04 pm
Entei took the lashing from Uzma, containing his inner happiness. Honestly, he was just glad to be with her again. After three years apart from her, he yearned for her company more than he would ever admit, and some nights, it even almost drove him to quitting the training. Regardless, he was here with her now, and that was all that mattered to him. Even if he did have to put up with her sassy lecturing. The kiss on the cheek sure didn't hurt either.
'Well, I don't know how much of family I would call them quite yet..' Entei thought inside his head as Anna came into the cockpit to tell them they would be landing soon. A smile crept onto Michael's face as he felt Uzma's hand tighten around his own. Somehow, the Aegis of the Earth, who could fly on her own, was afraid of flying in a plane it seemed. Oh the irony. He squeezed back, reassuring her that he wouldn't let anything happen to her, and throwing her a small smile. His own mind drifted off as the plane made it's final descent, thinking upon what his sister would be like, how much family he'd actually have, and anything and everything that could possibly go wrong with this meeting. Although he himself could not fly, and he had been on planes very few times in his life, he had no fear of the plane exploding, or something going wrong. He was completely at peace as the tires touched down on tarmac, and the 'Unfasten your seat belt' lights came on.
"Come on, let's go." He said softly to Uzma, holding the girls hand firmly, and leading her off the plane. As he stepped into the outside world, he was surprised to see snow falling from the sky. Having grown up in California, and only spending a brief time in London during the summer and fall, he had never once seen snow in his life. For a moment, he was taken on by a childish sense of wonder, watching the frozen molecules of water falling from the sky softly, before landing on the ground, on the plane, on his own hair, and even on Uzma. Had he not been addressed as 'prince', he might have stayed there for a good moment. Looking over at the woman next to him, he realized something. It was very cold out.
Entei himself never felt cold, his inner fire keeping him warm and toasty even in the coldest of climates. On top of that, he was wearing aa jacket. Uzma, however, was wearing nothing of the sort, having dressed for the warmer climates of L.A. where they had departed from. In a quick motion, he removed his jacket, and threw it over the girls shoulder, before pulling her close into him. He ignited himself, creating a small amount of heat for the girl, and basically acting as a human, well half human, heater. As he walked with Uzma, steam bellowed from where he stepped onto the small patches of snow, giving the duo a more cinematic intro than otherwise would have happened.
The maid introduced herself, and helped the two into the vehicle, and like that, they were off, heading towards Entei's family.
'Well, I don't know how much of family I would call them quite yet..' Entei thought inside his head as Anna came into the cockpit to tell them they would be landing soon. A smile crept onto Michael's face as he felt Uzma's hand tighten around his own. Somehow, the Aegis of the Earth, who could fly on her own, was afraid of flying in a plane it seemed. Oh the irony. He squeezed back, reassuring her that he wouldn't let anything happen to her, and throwing her a small smile. His own mind drifted off as the plane made it's final descent, thinking upon what his sister would be like, how much family he'd actually have, and anything and everything that could possibly go wrong with this meeting. Although he himself could not fly, and he had been on planes very few times in his life, he had no fear of the plane exploding, or something going wrong. He was completely at peace as the tires touched down on tarmac, and the 'Unfasten your seat belt' lights came on.
"Come on, let's go." He said softly to Uzma, holding the girls hand firmly, and leading her off the plane. As he stepped into the outside world, he was surprised to see snow falling from the sky. Having grown up in California, and only spending a brief time in London during the summer and fall, he had never once seen snow in his life. For a moment, he was taken on by a childish sense of wonder, watching the frozen molecules of water falling from the sky softly, before landing on the ground, on the plane, on his own hair, and even on Uzma. Had he not been addressed as 'prince', he might have stayed there for a good moment. Looking over at the woman next to him, he realized something. It was very cold out.
Entei himself never felt cold, his inner fire keeping him warm and toasty even in the coldest of climates. On top of that, he was wearing aa jacket. Uzma, however, was wearing nothing of the sort, having dressed for the warmer climates of L.A. where they had departed from. In a quick motion, he removed his jacket, and threw it over the girls shoulder, before pulling her close into him. He ignited himself, creating a small amount of heat for the girl, and basically acting as a human, well half human, heater. As he walked with Uzma, steam bellowed from where he stepped onto the small patches of snow, giving the duo a more cinematic intro than otherwise would have happened.
The maid introduced herself, and helped the two into the vehicle, and like that, they were off, heading towards Entei's family.
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