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Post by Kitty on Dec 1, 2008 20:04:33 GMT -5
 A furry form was sitting in the shadows of an alley, olive eyes watching as people walked in both directions and never once noticed him. His fur started to settled it's self back down against his skin, making the feathers that lined his shoulders and ran down his back all the more noticeable. He hated when his brother did this to him, Casanova knew better then anyone that he didn't like being in the city much less completely alone in the middle of it. He just ... didn't do well around strangers but it looked like today might not be so bad, perhaps he could make it home without getting to much 'attention'. He hugged his snowy white wings to his sides and sighed softly as he leaned up against the wall, which was only slightly grimy, and closed his eyes again to center his thoughts and calm his nerves. He wasn't quite sure of where he was in the city at this point in time, but he'd figure it out ... somehow or another. |
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Post by Greenie on Dec 1, 2008 20:15:59 GMT -5
 Flop-plod. Flop-plod. Cer- -plod. Plod. Plod. Flop-plod. Indivar wasn't good at being quiet. It didn't help that the pavement ensured it was impossible; hooves simply weren't made for silence. His flippers could have been, but since he was so awkwardly made they simply hindered him more. If only people would stop staring.. The mix wasn't even sure where he was going. Away from Monte and Donovan, that was for sure - they just liked to call him "flop-plod" because of the noises he made, and tended to follow him around mimicking his noise. He tried to make fun of them back, but they just laughed more. He wouldn't like being called a "booger-nosed fatface", but his brothers had weird ideas about what was insulting. At the slight sound of rustling and a sigh, Indi paused and slowly pivoting, his hooves making ever the slightest plod-noise as he turned. "Whoseerrrrr?" He called out, then laughed to himself as if he'd delievered his own personal one-liner. When he couldn't see anyone he took a few more steps in, then squinted as he finally saw the boy. "Y'know, there are much cleaner places to sleep than an alley. You know, like a bed! Ahaha! Get it?" He chuckled jovially, oblivious to the lack of humor. |
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Post by Kitty on Dec 1, 2008 20:34:23 GMT -5
He didn't even notice the odd sounding gate, it's separate noises being taken for the steps of two different cards on the sidewalk that was only a few feet away from his resting spot. However that voice couldn't be ignored and it also caught him completely by surprise. An odd noise, something like a stifled squawk, rose up from his throat as every hair on his body stood on end and he fell back against the wall. His cheeks twitched a bit and his whiskers flicked forward, adding to his look of surprise, he really hadn't been expecting company.
Once the initial shock had passed he took the time to look at the boy that had stumbled across him and felt a little better about the whole situation. This was a kid, for one and, well ... he was put together all wrong just like he was. Not quite as many things shoved together, but wrong all the same ... but that didn't make his fur settle all the way and he continued to look like a giant brown cotton ball with wings ... and a soft voice.
H-hello. |
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Post by Greenie on Dec 1, 2008 21:32:31 GMT -5
Sensing that this person wasn't going to immediately censure him (it didn't occur to him that the boy was even odder looking than he) Indivar trotted in and happily flounced to a stop in front of him. "Hi! I'm Indivar, are you the alley fairy? Haha!" He snickered cheerfully, then began humming to himself as he began attentively batting a stone between his hooves.
Of course he lost it immediately once it ducked under his body - his awkward elbows couldn't manage grabbing it back out again. Not to mention he had a distinct lack of opposable thumbs (minus webbing) on all four paws..
"I think you should come to lunch with me! We can find ourselves some hot girls," He feigned an elbow-jab and winked oddly, "and carouse around some. You knowww!"
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Post by Kitty on Dec 2, 2008 21:03:33 GMT -5
His rounded little rat ears crept forward inquisitively as the boy continued to speak and .... not make much sense at all. Alley .... fairy? Fairies were, well ... fairy tales and there for didn't exist, but if they did ... why would one want to strictly inhabit a filthy alleyway? With everything else the boy had said thus far he briefly questioned whether Indivar was the mixes name or .... something else entirely., but he'd just go ahead and run with the whole name thing .... that seemed safe.
Brokat.
He dipped his head courteously, giving the mix a decent greeting in his opinion ... although momma would have preferred a more... formal one ot come from him. but momma wasn't here, this ... Indivar was .... but he seemed harmless and the triple-breed was comforted by his .... suggested detachment from reality.
We can .... what?
He tilted his head to the side a bit and blinked several times in rapid succession. Why did he get hte feeling that going anywhere with this boy might be worse then the things Casanova got him into? |
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Post by Greenie on Dec 3, 2008 20:02:01 GMT -5
Seeing that he wasn't getting a laugh but he wasn't also totally confusing the kid, Indivar tried again. He was funny, he knew he was funny - he just didn't know why no one else ever laughed. "Brokat? Like a broken cat? But.. you're not a cat! Haha!" He guffawed a bit, even though he had a feeling it really wasn't funny at all, then blinked a few times at the boy oddly for no real reason at all.
"Y'know.. girls. Like, wo-mens. You.. are into girls right? I mean, if you're into guys I'm totally cool with that, but I'm gonna find me some girls.. y'know." He coughed awkwardly and stared at Brokat, unsure of where else he could go with that. Getting hit on by guys wasn't his thing, though it didn't seem like this particular mix was going to go there..
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Post by Kitty on Dec 3, 2008 21:47:44 GMT -5
Was the mix trying to ... joke with him? He wasn't entire certain but at the comment about his name he did give a light light laugh that was only mildly un sure. Maybe that was funny and the humor just wasn't clicking in his own mind.
It's one of the few things that aren't mixed in, yeah. But it's .... actually the name of a rose, momma named us all after different ones.
He'd just ended up with the strangest name out of the lot and thought his siblings name were better. Casanova was an attention getting name, just like it's owner, and Vesper was a pretty name and so was his sister ... at least he thought she would be if she wasn't so snotty to strangers, she had those pretty morganberry colors mixed with the lowland .... it looked good.
Well... I'm not .... sure ... the only girl I've really talked to is my sister ...
And that would just be weird if he thought of her in any manner but his sister, and he didn't .... and he wasn't counting adults either because, well .... he didn't think Indivar was either. He relaxed himself fully off the wall and adjusted his wings before speaking again.
Why do you want to find these... girls? Do you know them?
Despite the fact that he was older then the mix across from him he was rather naive to this whole subject. |
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