Denying the Obvious (Ended)

[Kitty]

He was rather pleased to see the anger slip into intrigue, and what he was going to ask for might sound a little odd, or perhaps a little simple, but he had his... motives. He had become the type to hide what he really wanted in a nice little sugar coating .... but he'd get what he was after .... one way or another.

Pointed ears flicked forward once more and he arched his neck a bit as well as he simply watched the other man for a moment. His tail, which had previously sat lifeless on the ground, curled up in it's usual s shape, even if the tip did continue to twitch a bit. He was enjoying this once more, and if the Tulgey agreed, well, he'd enjoy it all the more.

Now, no don't laugh at me but ....

He lifted himself back up onto his paws and moved toward Wulfram again, passing by one side to move to the other in a lazy half circle, his tail swaying ever so slightly. He then peered up at the man briefly before sitting back on his haunches once more and sitting up to be closer to the avian's height.

That grin was still there, and the mischief contained in it traveled to his eyes.

I want you to entertain me in the Capitol for evening, if I'm satisfied with what you've planned by the end... your secret will no longer interest me .... if not .... you'll tell me all about what you're hiding.

His tail lashed back and forth briefly, much like a feline's, before he settled his front limbs back upon the ground. It was a rather open ended request, many rather blatant loop holes in his own favor, but perhaps hat was a part of his plan, perhaps it wasn't.

Should you agree, I'll give you three days to think something up. Game?

[Vyn]

Wulfram slowly composed himself into a mask of cold indifference as Mo slowly circled him. There was mischief in the boy's eyes and the crow wasn't about to begin trusting him again quite yet. Not with what had happened mere moments ago when he'd decided to let the boy get too close.

The offer, however, managed to temporarily put a kink in his wall once more.

Wulfram's brow arched abruptly and his face twisted briefly with confusion before settling behind it's mask once again. Had he understood that right? Was Mo actually asking Wulfram to take him out on the town? ...Was this a date

Slowly a thin sigh escaped the male and he ran his fingers through his sharp white hair. He really had no choice if he wanted to keep his secrets his own...

"Fine. You heff got yourself e deal, boy. I vill see you in three days, you choose vhen und vhere we meet. I vill tek over from zhere."

Treating someone to the town... That was something Wulfram hadn't done since... Well, since he'd been a young teenager and had taken Lenore out on those trivial little dates of the past. He was doomed.

[Kitty]

His gaze never wavered, he rather enjoyed watching the rise and fall of the Tulgey's expression wall .... it was interesting. It also made him wonder briefly if at any point the pale human ever practiced expressions in a mirror but such things could wait, he was, after all, waiting for an answer and couldn't help but wiggle an ivory claw against the ground. Sitting still never really was his forte.

That sigh though did offend him in just the slightest bit. Really now, was the prospect of spending an evening with him really so bad? He let it slide with just his ears being pulled back halfway and a brow being arched ever so slightly. Wulfram had, after all, accepted his offer and that was quite the delightful end to an otherwise unenjoyable day.

It didn't take him long to think up a time and a place, he meant what he said .... the Jack would be planning the evening, not him. The corner of his maw lifted up into a fangy, lopsided smirk which remained as he spoke.

Three days, outside the court gates at ..... oh .... 7?

Oh if only he were feline and could purr ....

[Vyn]

Three days had passed and, frankly, Wulfram wasn't sure what to think of his 'date' with Morpheus.

It wasn't that he wasn't interested by the prospect of meeting with Mo, the boy was an interesting sort to be sure, but this sort of thing simply was not his forte, not in the least. Then again, he probably wasn't supposed to be romancing him...just showing him a good time. That shouldn't be too hard. Oi, he hoped.

Hopefully he'd be able to meet his expectations and avoid having to divulge his secrets to the charming Lowlander.

Wulfram reached their designated meeting spot nearly 10 minutes early, and slumped his pale form against the dark, wrought iron as he waited for the weasel to arrive. The early evening light played against him, shadowing his expression and helping to keep his mask of neutrality for the time being. He had the whole night planned out, though he didn't expect it to go precisely as he wished it to. Nothing did. His only hope was that it would prove interesting enough to keep Mo entertained.

[Kitty]

Ten minutes simply wasn't enough to be at the meeting spot early, especially not when it was something he'd been looking forward to and he had access to an exit that most didn't even know existed. Oh no, he'd been there for at least fifteen minutes or, rather, waiting as near to it as he could without being seen. However that time was nothing compared to how long he'd been getting ready. He wanted to surprise the crow after all, and the better he looked the better the effect and he certainly did look good this evening. Better then usual in his opinion. Perfect.

He wasn't just going to wait without any form of showboating and had kept an ear upon the path, listening carefully for the signature rhythm of this specific Jack's movement. That pointed ear swiveled and perked with interest as those expected footfalls came early. Odd, he knew Wulfram was typically on the dot or very near and .... delightful at the same time. At the very least he hadn't forgotten, now that would have been a bad idea, especially since they technically both lived under the same roof.

He used his flight ability to carefully and quietly make his way over to the gate and ..... balance on it as well. It took ever fiber of self control that he had not to giggle in delight as his foot paws touched the dark metal. Whether he'd been seen or not didn't really matter, he'd be wearing that trademark lopsided smirk of his, touched with a bit more good humor then usual, and his tail would be curled in a pleasant manner. Oh yes, he was starting the evening in a good mood but time would only tell if Wulfram could keep him there.

Well, I'm quite pleased to see you here uncharacteristically early.

Oh how he'd been waiting to show of this form and what better way to do it then on a 'date' with a human attractive enough to be seen with him in the Capitol? Ah yes, the evening had the promise of being good and it would all start with the reaction he got to this new form. He waited with perked ears for... .well..... anything.

[Vyn]

Fuck.

A sudden, although subtle, movement abruptly caught the crow's attention and caused him to tense briefly, though he didn't look up. Either it was Mo or someone less trustworthy, and Wulfram didn't appreciate the idea of giving either of them the pleasure of knowing they'd startled him.

When Mo's voice suddenly broke the silence, Wulfram at last gave in to the urge to look up.

What he saw both surprised and pleased him a great deal. "It vould eppear zat our resident Diamond Qveen has gained his bipedal...und kept it secret?" The crow's expression was playful, but there was no denying that he was impressed with the change. He had never been too fond of animal forms, but bipedals were more impressive...more worthy of his time and attention.

This might not be so bad after all.

Stepping back a few paces and turning to peer up at the weasle, Wulfram's grin widened and he extended his hand. "Vhy don't you come down und choin me now, ja? I heff e bit auf a schedule to keep..."

[Kitty]

He was denied the pleasure of startling the man, but he could live without that. There were, after all, other ways to stroke ones ego .... especially when that wasn't the reaction you were waiting for, and that's the one he got. his tone held a great deal of humor to it, but, despite what it might sound like, he wasn't suggesting anything at all.

Not the worst secret one could have.

Grinning, not quite to the point of showing fang, he puffed himself up a bit and took a step off the wrought iron to linger in the air for a moment before accepting the extended hand and dropping the spell to land neatly on his feet, emerald tresses bouncing when he hit the ground. He had a schedule? So things were .... timed as well? Well wasn't that .... unfortunate for the crow that he'd mention that ...

I'm quite interested to see what you've come up with for this evening.

[Vyn]

The crow's eyes never left Mo. He had to admit that he was entirely fascinated by this new form and with the way the male handled himself as if he'd been acquainted with it all along. Was this why he'd been given the three days then? To prepare this...rather fetching surprise?

"Undeniably true." He chuckled, watching the weasel leap gracefully from the fence to land before him. Their hands clasped easily and he urged the male ever so slightly close. "It vas e lovely surprise for ze evenink und...quite suiting, if I may say so."

He left his words deliberately enigmatic, grinning mysteriously as he urged Mo to begin walking with him. His night was far from 'timed', Wulfram was just a punctual creature by nature and was, surprisingly, quite eager to begin now that he'd received this little twist.

"I zink you vill like it." He paused, shaking his head briefly before flashing Mo a confidence-laced smile. "Nein, I'm sure you vill."

[Kitty]

It was, indeed, why he'd been given three days. Appearance was quite high on his priority list and being clumsy and awkward just wasn't an option, suits he hadn't even gone anywhere just to be sure he could handle himself in the same sort of way he could in his animal form. But this form was certainly better ... the long bodied nature of the weasel combined with those short legs was was perpetually awkward with most fast motions .... especially running. This was much better, more graceful .... he liked it and intended on using it more now that he could. The claws though .... he still forgot about those but he was doing well so far .... he hadn't managed to scratch the Tulgey accidentally ... yet.

The chuckle brought his ears forward with interest, Wulfram was far more pleasant to be around then seemed to be from a far and ... well ... in better spirits then he'd anticipated. That, combined with the attention he was presently receiving, kept that lopsided grin on his face and his tail curled into that tell tale happy shape. Truth be told he was looking forward to this more then he had been three days ago.

His tail tip twitched a bit as he was urged into moving which was quite alright .... he didn't want to spend the evening at the gates, and he followed without a fuss. And then there was that terribly confident smile and correction and that made the corners of his maw curl up enough to flash those pearly fangs. Confidence was quite the attractive feature.

He curled his neck a bit and moved his muzzle a bit closer to the other man's face, grinning all the while.

Show me then.

[Vyn]

The longer Wulfram watched Mo in his new form, the more he began to curse the Lowlander for achieving by the time of their little 'night on the town'. For all that his preference lay in women, Wulfram had a weakness for the beautiful people...and Mo's closeness was doing nothing to get his mind off the male's body.

Resisting the urge to tense as Mo drew in, Wulfram grinned back and chuckled.

"Auf course."


It took a bit of walking to reach their first destination for the night, but the crow felt it was well worth the walk through the City. A large house loomed before them, candlelight blazing from the windows.

Wulfram glanced up to Mo briefly before walking to the door and knocking loudly, that confident smirk still readily in place. It only grew once the door was pulled open and a masked stranger greeted him warmly, sweeping his arm to welcome them inside before producing two exotic masks for them -- both suited for their forms. Wulfram bowed briefly before turning to Mo.

"I do hope you like dancink."