Eh, probably shouldn't tell ya this, but I'm currently working on an undercover job. Infiltrating the mafia, get a list of their suppliers, contacts, high-ranking members, ect. Course, I'm not actually killin anybody or doin anything particularly distasteful, just smuggling a few things now an then to keep up tha disguise. Trace winks.
The Cat Burglar by Ghar. Thanks!
Last edited by ThirdEmperor : 04-26-2011 at 11:14 PM.
"But it hurts!" the winged fey complains. "How does one remove this 'glass' in order to enter?" and adds after looking around. "Oooh, this is one of those 'bar' things I've heard mortals talk about! I want to get drank!"
"I'm Shae. Of course I hurt! It hurts crashing a force shield!" Shae says, insulted, but shows no sign of injury, other than a few loose feathers which were left in the floor amid the glass, and walks over to the door and tries to walk through. Without opening it. "Ow! That didn't work either!" "Are you trying to prank me?!"
It's just a small glass of whiskey on the rocks, likely not enough to get her drunk, just to dull the embarrassment. Wolfy wraps an arm around the girl to give her shoulders a reassuring squeeze. "It's okay. I had trouble understanding them myself when I first got here."
Upstairs, the curtain starts to fall... and abruptly stops when Wolfy realizes something important about the fae he's been seducing. "Er... maybe there are some other things I could show you instead..."
A short time later, a relatively frazzled and disturbed looking Wolfy arrives back downstairs, orders a very stiffhardstr-a drink, and slams it back, muttering something about Androgynous people.
Shae comes back downstairs as well, a bit dishevelled, and sits down next to Wolfy, patting him on the back. "You thought I was a girl? That's hilarious! If I was a girl, my horns would curl back more. Don't you mortals know anything?"
Shae looks about as stunned as Wolfy looked a couple of posts ago and abruptly pulls away from any physical contact. "Wait... you aren't... but..." He shakes his head rapidly, trying to clear it, though he's already rather tipsy. "Oh storms. Oh storms. Swear you won't tell anyone about what we did... almost did... Please! Swear on your ... oh storms, what do gods swear by?"
"Oh storms... I've never fraternised with a god before. That's just... I mean... it wasn't bad but... " Shae shudders, downing another drink. He seems to have gotten the point of drinking very quickly.
Wolfy orders and downs another drink. "I'm a God, not a Mortal, but even I make mistakes sometimes." He grumbles.
By this words you may notic that you drew the attention of someone standing in the mid of the bar. After he notice his obviously staring he goed to the bar and sits down. it's Fade and his shadow is now observing Wolf.
Grammer is my declared deadly enemy!
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