Post by Aleu on May 11, 2008 11:13:52 GMT -8
Name: Ah, that be me, Aleu :3
Level: The 'leu x3
Level desired: Master, dear. :>
Roleplay Experience: Oh, jeez, do I have to? Okay, Mission 1, Mission 2, Mission 3, Mission 4, AND THE INBETWEENS. HAH!
Roleplay-hosting Experience: Uhm, come on Ari xD;; Okay, so, I've been RPing with you and the rest of the gang for at least a couple years, I've made a number of RPs on Tales, including Feathermoon, Veil, Transcontinental, and the Ocean of Birds whose plot I don't remember in the least. Uh, I was the primary RP moderator at Tales because f0n9 pwompfd, and I ran about 80% of the RP's that existed there. Yup!
Response to a prompt: Oh, gosh, you and your wolves. Okay, let's give this a shot with Aleu.
The moonlight flowing past the dust floating in the doorway abruptly disappeared, accompanied by a second metal clang. In a moment, though, it was back -- but different now. Three little moons, spherical figures that tumbled in circles around each other, wove stars of red, blue and green behind the silhouette of a girl standing alone, one hand to the handle. Both the wolf and the prisoner turned quickly to face her. The former crouched low, hackles raised, the latter shrank back into the shadows with a clatter of chains. Raising an arm, she lifted the green orb over her head to shine the verdant light softly over the wet stone floor.
She heaved a little sigh. "You and your friends seem dead set against making my job easy. I tried to get you moved to a nicer room on the ground floor, honestly. The Conclave wouldn't hear any of it, but at the very least you could try and not give them another reason to bite me for trying to show a little compassion." A low growl grew up from the wolf, prompting her to throw an amused glance at the creature. "What, are you going to scratch me? Pounce on me and tear me apart, Mr. Wolfie?" Her eyes slid from the wolf to the body he was standing on, prompting a little tsk from her. "That's no good; you've gone and killed the poor man. He was only doing his job, like I am." She let the green orb fall from her hands back into its orbit behind her, then leaned forward to meet the wolf's yellow eyes with her own irises of gold.
"But you see, Mr. Wolfie... I'm much better at it." He lunged at her suddenly, only to be struck sharply in the ribs by her swordsheath. He tumbled to one side, standing quickly and preparing to lunge again -- wait a minute there were two lights a second ago where did the blue oh dear. The world shot to black in an instant as the sky blue orb, now shaped into a spear of energy, tore through him from hindquarters to shoulder. Aleu crouched and caught the animal as he fell, heaving him into her arms. The animal didn't look worse for wear from the encounter -- there was no hole or burn mark where he'd been hit, Aleu, holding her ear close to his chest, noted that his breathing had turned shallow and his heartbeat erratic.
Aleu lifted the unconscious wolf towards the door, peeking her head outside first. "Serene, could you fly him down, please? He'll be fine in about an hour, so you should have him jailed quickly. I'll walk down on my own," she said to someone standing nearby. The prisoner couldn't see much of "Serene," but did see Aleu nod a thank you and lift the wolf's limp body out of sight, followed by a small flurry of feathers before Aleu stood in the doorway again. "Well, I don't think the Conclave'll be much for letting you move after that stunt. At least you're probably comfy here -- or at least well-acquainted."
It's more than you deserve, anyway, Aleu thought to herself, shutting and locking the door behind her. Traitor.
Level: The 'leu x3
Level desired: Master, dear. :>
Roleplay Experience: Oh, jeez, do I have to? Okay, Mission 1, Mission 2, Mission 3, Mission 4, AND THE INBETWEENS. HAH!
Roleplay-hosting Experience: Uhm, come on Ari xD;; Okay, so, I've been RPing with you and the rest of the gang for at least a couple years, I've made a number of RPs on Tales, including Feathermoon, Veil, Transcontinental, and the Ocean of Birds whose plot I don't remember in the least. Uh, I was the primary RP moderator at Tales because f0n9 pwompfd, and I ran about 80% of the RP's that existed there. Yup!
Response to a prompt: Oh, gosh, you and your wolves. Okay, let's give this a shot with Aleu.
The moonlight flowing past the dust floating in the doorway abruptly disappeared, accompanied by a second metal clang. In a moment, though, it was back -- but different now. Three little moons, spherical figures that tumbled in circles around each other, wove stars of red, blue and green behind the silhouette of a girl standing alone, one hand to the handle. Both the wolf and the prisoner turned quickly to face her. The former crouched low, hackles raised, the latter shrank back into the shadows with a clatter of chains. Raising an arm, she lifted the green orb over her head to shine the verdant light softly over the wet stone floor.
She heaved a little sigh. "You and your friends seem dead set against making my job easy. I tried to get you moved to a nicer room on the ground floor, honestly. The Conclave wouldn't hear any of it, but at the very least you could try and not give them another reason to bite me for trying to show a little compassion." A low growl grew up from the wolf, prompting her to throw an amused glance at the creature. "What, are you going to scratch me? Pounce on me and tear me apart, Mr. Wolfie?" Her eyes slid from the wolf to the body he was standing on, prompting a little tsk from her. "That's no good; you've gone and killed the poor man. He was only doing his job, like I am." She let the green orb fall from her hands back into its orbit behind her, then leaned forward to meet the wolf's yellow eyes with her own irises of gold.
"But you see, Mr. Wolfie... I'm much better at it." He lunged at her suddenly, only to be struck sharply in the ribs by her swordsheath. He tumbled to one side, standing quickly and preparing to lunge again -- wait a minute there were two lights a second ago where did the blue oh dear. The world shot to black in an instant as the sky blue orb, now shaped into a spear of energy, tore through him from hindquarters to shoulder. Aleu crouched and caught the animal as he fell, heaving him into her arms. The animal didn't look worse for wear from the encounter -- there was no hole or burn mark where he'd been hit, Aleu, holding her ear close to his chest, noted that his breathing had turned shallow and his heartbeat erratic.
Aleu lifted the unconscious wolf towards the door, peeking her head outside first. "Serene, could you fly him down, please? He'll be fine in about an hour, so you should have him jailed quickly. I'll walk down on my own," she said to someone standing nearby. The prisoner couldn't see much of "Serene," but did see Aleu nod a thank you and lift the wolf's limp body out of sight, followed by a small flurry of feathers before Aleu stood in the doorway again. "Well, I don't think the Conclave'll be much for letting you move after that stunt. At least you're probably comfy here -- or at least well-acquainted."
It's more than you deserve, anyway, Aleu thought to herself, shutting and locking the door behind her. Traitor.
