[closed] I'm so happy... [Kitty]

[Vyn]

It hadn't been long since she'd first returned to Torquehelm and Poe's misery couldn't be worse. Getting all the way back to Vren's tower seemed near impossible without the use of her wings, so she extended the 'vacation' Imre had apparently gotten her to hide out in the opium dens.

Her neck was no longer a threat to her well being but now she was a freak, a half-person... She felt like everyone was staring, which was quite probably because they were. How could anyone not notice the change when the scars so aptly remained? When her old bindings remained half-attached? Still shackled to her ankles?

The finch would be thankful one day, maybe, but until then her heart just seemed to be breaking to pieces in her chest.

The dens never closed, so they never threw her out, but she nevertheless found herself wandering through the streets in her opium daze. Walking with her head up was new and strange, so she kept it down like she always did, sulking in her new found 'freedom'. The loss of her wings was almost too kind.

[Kitty]

Now that he'd gotten settled into a ... fairly decent hotel he left the banders behind to explore a bit on his own ... even if the terrors would probably leave some sort of mess for him to clean up when he returned he'd simply deal with that later.

No, for now he intended to enjoy this new region on his own and was making his way down the street at a brisk but still pracey pace. Flame colored, swirly tail was half curled over his back, swaying idly from side to side with each step as he eyed the 'scenery'. He was quickly discovering that this wasn't exactly... the most interesting place in the world but he was determined to make the most of it. As soon as he could find something of interest ... Aha!

Red lined ears perked up when he saw the finch and he changed his path so that he could make contact, tail wagging cheerfully.

Hello there!

[Vyn]

Poe wandered aimlessly, just drinking in the misery of everything and the wonder of it all as well. The opium made everything lighter, made her burdens so much easier to bare... She could have floated away if there wasn't such a heavy weight in the pit of her chest. The aches and pains of everything were gone though, regardless of the weight, and that was what truly mattered.

And then the world lit on fire.

For a moment Poe was stock still, staring in a dazed sort of wonderment as a small piece of fiery backdrop appeared to turn into an overly cheerful puppy. The finch smiled slightly, though the expression was hard to see due to the vagueness of the expression across her small beak. "Are you aware..." she began, her tone utterly distant, "that you appear to be quire thoroughly on fire?"

She tilted her head slightly, regarding the boys wings and how they appear to have been reduced to nothing but fiery nubs. An omen? Fire and skeletons sure seemed like it, but cheerful puppies did not.

"Everything is over." She stated after a moment, her wings briefly stretching at her bindings.

[Kitty]

When she started to speak his head started to tilt to the side curiously. When she mentioned his wings though a toothy grin spread over his muzzle as he nodded and wiggled one of those flaming bone wings a bit for her, sending little licks of flame up into the air to further demonstrate. His voice sounded awfully proud ...

I was born that way.

When she spoke again he tilted his head to the other side, tail momentarily ceasing it's movements. What was over? When did it end? He had so many questions just from that one statement but ... all he could do was arch a brow and peer at her oddly for a moment before he brightened up again and that tail of his came to life.

Nothing's over!

And then he started to prance a cheerful circle around her, tail swaying all the while. Well... that was before he realized the little feathered girl didn't presently have a name ... and he fully intended to get it .... after a proper, overly dramatic introduction of course.

He cleared his throat, stopped and placed a paw on his chest; which he of course puffed out for further dramatics.

I'm Casanova ... what might your name be?

[Vyn]

Poe contemplated this pretty stranger and all of his fire and thought that he must be a demon to have been born that way. Skeleton wings all aflame and lighting on the sky on fire as he went. Poe started desperately into that fire as if it had some meaning but the pictures were all lost to her.

"Nothing?" How could he be so certain? He didn't watch the world burn like she did.

And then he started to move, a veritable whirlwind of puppy and fire that made Poe feel just a little sick. The bird fluffed up for a minute, looking all the more dazed and confused. "Casanova? Poe... I'm Poe." She continue to watch him, head half tilted all the while, until she finally found words to speak again. "Are you a demon? It would make sense, I think... Otherwise you wouldn't be made of fire."

[Kitty]

Yes, nothing. Every end isn't an end at all.... it's simply the beginning of something new!

His tail wagged just a little faster at that, he was half tempted to make some sort of playful gesture or move to try and make her see the happy in that statement ... but strangers generally didn't appreciate that. His tail wagging would just have to suffice for now.

But he got her name! Short and sweet ... just like the bird looked to be. He didn't know for sure since he'd just run into her and she seemed rather dazed and all... but that's the impression that he got. Then again, in comparison ot his darling sister, anyone could appear to be rather sweet ... but Vesper wasn't here so he wasn't anticipating any agitation today.

Her question made his head tilt to the side in thought for a moment ... a demon? Weren't demons bad creatures that did horrible things? Unless he was remembering incorrectly ... he most certainly wasn't a demon.

I don't think so .... demons are bad, I'm not bad so... that makes me not a demon... right?

[Vyn]

For all that this demon claimed he was not a demon, he was very much something that was not quite normal. He seemed overly happy in this dark and dreary place, especially when her heart ached so, and so she could only assume he was something that he did not appear to be.

"I've never met a demon before, so I can't be certain... Though I know," she murmured, almost absently, "that demons are often disguised as happy things... Such as puppies."

She stared long and hard at Nova. If he said he wasn't bad, how could she trust him?

That fire was really very disconcerting. Pretty... But disconcerting. "Can you fly on your fiery wings, Casanova? Skeletons don't seem like the best source of flight, I'm afraid, nor does fire." The finch went to spread her wings, as if to say 'this is what should be used to fly on' but she merely tugged at the bindings briefly. Oh? She turned to peer at her wings, suddenly sighing in the most forlorn way. Yes... she should have remembered that. "I could fly... once."

[Kitty]

Well ...

He tilted his head to the side even more, tail still swaying but slowly now as he put quite a great deal of thought into this matter.

My papa is a canine, I look like him so .... that's why I'm a puppy.

He tilted his head back up and grinned, tail picking up the pace now as a rather pleased look came over his face. Yes, that was about all the logic he'd need to believe something so the little bird would agree with him now... right? Her next question had him wiggling his wings once more.

I can't get very high off the ground or anything... but yeah, I can fly with them ... sort of? And the bone... things .... weren't there until a few years ago ... I found this bone in an alley, I think it was a finger .... but it looked cool so I wanted to touch it. So I touched it and these grew out of my shoulders and... they look kinda cool huh?

And that made his tail swish even faster ... until she confused him again.

But I thought.... how could you fly once, and not fly now?

[Vyn]

Poe stared at him for a moment, taking in his logic.

Canines did create Puppies, but Demons were also prone to lying. There was really no way to be sure, unless she simply trusted him? The finch swayed a little on spot and rolled her shoulders in uncertainty.

"I don't think it would be advised to poke bones," Poe murmured as she tilted her head. "Nor does it seem entirely healthy to sprout them."

This should have been further proof of his great demonism, for demons were often great and full of tempting things. Like cheer and freedom. Poe's wings strained briefly, though not enough to cause her pain. Freedom was a trap. But she could stand up straight now, look people in the eye... That was a different sort of freedom, right? Her heart wrenched in her chest. But it was wrong.

"I listened to another pretty demon, that whispered lies about freedom... She seemed very nice -- just like you, little demon -- and had such a pretty smile... " The incisions on her neck were healed by now, nothing more than fresh scars, but obvious nevertheless. "Then she took off mind bindings and put these on." She couldn't fly, but it all seemed superficial and wrong. They weren't her bindings!

[Kitty]

Well ... some of Mama's tail bones are visible, and my sibling's each have a bone in their leg showing .... but that's cause they're more Lowland then me, or at least .... that's my parent's logic .... I, kinda match now only.... not really.

He would have been quite happy to go on and on about absolutely nothing but she was calling him a demon again and it was mildly frustrating that he couldn't convince her otherwise. Did everyone here believe so strongly in demons or was this just.... this specific girl's brand of strange? Whatever it was she had his head tilting to the side again in that oh so confused canine fashion.

Well ... my Mama says everybody has some amount of goodness in them so maybe it wasn't so much a.... bad thing but .... good intentions?

Tavor's logic seemed a little silly now that he'd heard all of the things that people did at random to his siblings. Vesper was the type that just seemed to beg for it, although it still annoyed him cause she was his sister, but Kat ... Kat just didn't.

He also says no matter what happens... there's always a worse alternative. So ... just cause you can't fly you can do lots of other stuff right? And you're healthy and all of that too!

He turned his head back up in it's normal position and cheerfully continued.

Actually, I came here to find out about Torquehelm bindings and reasoning behind them.