AH (private roleplay)

Deleted • 8 June 2012 at 11:48 AM

Noah watched in amazement as his sister changed before his eyes. His jaw open the entire time. It wasn't possible. Was it?

He watched the fearful excitement in her green eyes before they too were gone and replaced with blue dog ones.

His sister no long stood before him but two Ally's.

He watched as Ally, the real Ally, jumped up in excitement and let out a little bark.

He was as Camille/Ally returned the bark. She began hopping around excitedly, throwing her paws up to slam them down on the floor.

"Camille, what are you doing?" he asked, watching in confusion. Would she be able to respond? That was silly.

No response.

Play. Bark. Excitement. Camille wasn't in control. And she smelt food. Delicious food. Ally took off through the door, and Camille ran to follow... She was almost out the door when she felt a force pulling her back. What in the world?

"You can't go down there. We can't explain to mum why there are two dogs," Noah told her, confused at her actions. "Change back."

-cont-

april__ • 8 June 2012 at 11:48 AM

Camille still tugged. She had to get downstairs. There was food. That's all she cared about.

"CAMILLE!"

{What?} she snapped, her senses gaining control.

"Change back," Noah demanded again.

{How?} She couldn't help it. She began to pant.

"The same way you changed into a dog," he said rolling his eyes.

Attempting to glare at him in her morph, Camille began to change back. The dog nose seemed to disappear first and then the tail. It seemed like an eternity but within seconds, she was a girl again, sprawled on the floor.

"Woah," she said calmly, her eyes betraying her true emotions.

"Woah," Noah echoed.

-Finish-

skylark • 8 June 2012 at 5:31 PM

Andrew ate his breakfast in his quaint kitchen, the window in front of him overlooking the town's main street from 3 stories above. On a ledge beside the top of the window, there was a nest for some small baby birds.
They twittered and tweeted as they were fed by their parents, who brought them dead bugs. Andrew watched with a face, and pushed his half-finished bowl of cereal away with a squirm.
Taking out his camera, he opened the window carefully so not to freak out the birds and positioned himself for a nice shot. Andrew got in two or three pictures before one of the parents hopped towards him with a curious eye.
Andrew froze as the bird fluttered down to his window ledge and hopped even closer. Seizing the opportunity, he snapped some pictures whilst hoping the bird wouldn't come any closer or it would fly away. He withdrew his camera and was going to shut the window carefully when the bird flapped inside, taking a squat on his table. "Oh, gross!" He exclaimed, keeping the window open.
"Come here, boy.."

(c)

Deleted • 8 June 2012 at 5:32 PM

(c)

The bird squawked loudly at Andrew.
"Whoa!" he said, taking a fearful step back, "Fine, then. Lady."
Andrew frowned at her, his lines deep on his forehead. The female bird hopped closer to the edge of the table, and looked at Andrew.
He cautiously put his hand underneath the table, directly under her. With a flap, the bird landed directly on his palm and became completely rigid, the curious look gone from her eyes.

An icey and shiveringly cold sensation flamed from his hand up to his shoulder as Andrew watched, his jaw dropped. Fear slapped him on the cheek as the bird remained rigid, and the sensation got stronger.

Andrew yelped as the chickadee flew out the window like a shot, "Aaah! Sheesh!" He said as he massaged his arm, which was just beginning to get warm again. "Gosh, dear me." he said as he swallowed.
Could it have been connected to last night?
The thought frightened him as he remembered, for the first time today, what happened last night.

"No, it couldn't be real..." he muttered to himself, and got ready for his cafe, which was directly underneath him. The smell of coffee urged him on as he flew down the small spiralling staircase to his tiny cubicle office.

He suddenly was glad that he wasn't claustrophobic.

(c)

skylark • 8 June 2012 at 5:42 PM

(c)

Everything in his life was small. His apartment, his cafe, his dog, even his coat. But this bird, and this dream, was HUGE. It staggered the balance in his life, making him absolutely fearful of everything.
Quickly exhaling, he shook his head and stepped out of his office, which was connected to the storage room. The storage room was connected to the baking area, and the baking area was connected to the front kitchen, where they make the drinks. The front kitchen was connected to the lounge area, where clusters of people sat with their food to eat. Smells of sweet treats, delicious coffee, and other items wafted through the shop.

Dreaming of new ideas for drinks, he took up his job of making orders, chatting to regulars, and managing his cozy cafe.


(fin)

xstephaanie • 9 June 2012 at 7:59 PM

Aeidon was not happy with his petite blonde friend. Even though she had said they should talk to Camille, she had scampered off to work, claiming that she "Couldn't be late again this week!" and whatever other nonsense.

Sighing exaggeratively into his textbook, he inhaled the smell of aged paper, relaxing slightly.
Abby had dropped him off at school smack dap in the middle of study hour, so he was pinned in the library with nothing more to do then stare at the gibberish of algebra and wish for something stimulating to happen.

But not as intense as last night. That was way to much.
Pulling out his phone, he quietly typed a message to Abby, hoping she had a spare minute at work.

U TXT CAMILLE?

He waited... A short while later, his phone buzzed in hand.

NO. 2 BUSY AT WORK.
GO STUDY, I MAKE $$.

"Hmmph." He grumbled, jealous of her freedom while he was stuck here. Yet again.
School sucks, he should have graduated.

@april__

april__ • 9 June 2012 at 8:08 PM

@xstephaanie

Camille rubbed her head anxiously. Had that actually happened? Noah had ran out of the room, baffled, eager to try it himself.

This was crazy. And if it was true... the morphing... Did that mean the rest of it was true? The parasites? All of it?

Swallowing carefully, she pushed open the doors to the local library, which was also the school library, and then stood there awkwardly. Where were books on shape shifting? It wasn't like she could just ask someone. That would be awkward.

Her eyes flickered around, quite quickly. She had all day. She'd take her time.

That's when she saw him. Or she thought she did. Hadn't he been there that night? Abby's friend Aeidon? Or had he not? Was she imagining it?

Not wanting to disturb him, she began to walk away, towards the other side of the library but then she changed her mind and walked over to him.

"Hey," she said softly, pulling up a chair. She wouldn't bring it up. He'd think she was crazy... But maybe he had been there...

xstephaanie • 9 June 2012 at 8:16 PM

@april__

Aeidon blinked, looking up, his green eyes searching the girl's face before flashing with recognition. It was a person from last night, no, it was Camille, Abby's friend.

"Er, hi." He mumbled, his voice a little gravelly.
He didn't know what to say. What does one say when they see a practical stranger after such an insane, life changing event?
Cheerio, would you like some tea?
Not bloody likely.

Obviously they had to talk about it, whether blondie was here or not.
"So...uh.. last night?" He questioned, raising a brow in inquisition.

This was awkward for him, he was still relatively new in town, and while Abby had often spoke fondly of her redheaded friend, he'd only met her last night and well.... that had been a real cluster.
He wasn't even sure if it was her he could remember being there.

april__ • 9 June 2012 at 8:43 PM

@xstephaanie

Camille smiled, though her thoughts were wandering everywhere.

She searched his expression. He appeared just as awkward and confused about it all as she did. And when he mentioned last night, she let out a small sigh of relief.

He had been there. Her eyes widened... Did he believe it? Would he think she was crazy if she claimed she'd changed? She could always show him... Not in a library of course.

"Last night, was quite strange," she said, her voice trailing off. "It seemed like some dream."

Having not really spoken to Aeidon herself, she felt a bit weird about talking about something as crazy as aliens and magic powers with him. If it hadn't been for the fact she knew he knew Abby, she'd have just walked away.

Perhaps she should ask they go talk in private, but he appeared busy... What did they do?

"Did Abby mention anything strange?" Camille asked, wondering and hoping Abby had the same experience she did with her shifting.

skylark • 9 June 2012 at 10:30 PM

@xstephaanie

Andrew served some lattes to a rather cute couple who had dreamy eyes when they looked at each other. "Haha, no worries! Thanks, enjoy your drinks!" Andrew said, smiling to the couple. After walking back into the front kitchen, pausing to take some orders, he scribbled down some ideas for afterwards. "Ahh, I could do this for the rest of my life!" He murmured to himself, making a pumpkin spice low-fat latte, extra spices.

xstephaanie • 9 June 2012 at 10:33 PM

@april__

Aeidon scoffed, ducking his head for a minute to stare at his book.
'Strange' was putting it mildly. "I thought it was a dream when I woke up this morning." He said offhandedly, looking up again.

He sensed this probably wasn't a good place to push this conversation, but he wasn't sure how she'd react to his truancy.
Abby never liked it, so whose to say.

He cocked his head slightly at her question. "Not that I can remember, just about... last night. I was at her place all night and we both went through the same... yeah." He mumbled, his eyes flashing to the people around them.

"What do you mean, besides the obviousness of the previous evenings events?" He pressed, pushing his chair back slightly with a quiet scrape.
Some kid across the room looked up, but everyone else appeared to be engrossed in their literature.

Deleted • 9 June 2012 at 10:40 PM

@skylark

Abby was, in a mildly angry manner, texting Aeidon back when the boss, Andrew, came meandering back to the front line. With a suppressed yelp, she shoved her phone back in her pocket, hoping he wouldn't notice.

The blonde tried to appear busy with writing orders, and pay him little attention. But when she heard his quiet mumblings, she couldn't help but think he was making some underhand comment about her lateness.

"Sorry, what?" She asked, her grey eyes flashing with annoyance as she turned to cast him a look.
Today was not a day she needed to have this kind of conversation.
Not after last nigh-... wait. Wasn't he there too?
She couldn't remember.

skylark • 9 June 2012 at 10:50 PM

@camaro / @xstephaanie

Andrew flapped his hand at Abby in an offhand way. "Ah, nothing. Just love my job." he said, putting the order up. Turning to cast a glance at her, "Why-" he stopped short with his mouth open, staring at her. A small flashback from last night appeared in his head, and Abby's face flashed past his eyes.
His face took on a strange expression as he tried to put last night together.
"Man, I must've been slammed or something." he told, out loud.
A few people turned to look at him with confused expressions, but he ignored them.

xstephaanie • 9 June 2012 at 10:57 PM

@skylark

Abby stared back with a look of now puzzlement.
"Pardon?" She asked, turning slightly back towards the counter so she could still brew up a coffee while they had mindless chatter.
They didn't seem to busy today so she figured they could get away with it.

"it's not good to come to work hungover, if that's what your talking about." She whispered, her voice jokingly chastising.
A slightly tingling ran up her finger tips as she passed a drink off to a waiting customer, and yet another memory of last night flashed behind her eyes.

Some sort of creature... mention of a gift?
Abby shook her head, she really needed tylenol and a nap, her head was just pounding today with what felt like pent of energy.
Whatever, she had to work.

skylark • 9 June 2012 at 11:43 PM

@xstephaanie

"No, that's the thing, I'm totally not hungover. I feel completely fine, so it can't be alcohol." He leaned against the counter.
"Hey, watch youself. You were late, but I didn't say anything, did I?" Andy's eye twinkled as he teased her.
"Anyways, I swear, I saw you last night. And it defiantly wasn't a dream, cause I remember going to sleep afterwards." Andrew persisted, but then realized she was tired. "Oh... nevermind. You know what? Forget about last night. Who gives a hoot? Take a break, I'll take over. You can sleep on the couch in my office."

april__ • 10 June 2012 at 2:40 PM

@xstephaanie

Camille's eyes narrowed. He did know. It had been real. Well this much she'd figured out having morphed. But here was not the place to talk about it.

She reached into her purse and pulled out a little piece of paper and on it, she scribbled her number and address.

"Either call me or come see me whenever you can. Bring Abby if you can, too. If not, that's fine, I'll catch up with her some other time," Camille whispered, seeing the librarian watching her. She'd show him what he could do.

Giving him one last glance, she turned to walk out of the library. Having forgotten entirely why she came.

xstephaanie • 17 June 2012 at 11:37 AM

@skylark

Abby fidgeted, looking away.
She could barely remember last night, let alone if he was there or not. "Err..." She mumbled, tilting her head downwards.
She waited a second, considering his offer, then posing a question of her own.
"Actually, would you mind if I took the rest of the day off? I'm feeling a little off & this would be a huge favour to me?" She pleaded, using her best puppy eyed expression

She was tired, heck yes, but she needed to find Camille so they could discuss the little issue of the previous evening.
& Aeidon needed to be found too.
To many people were showing up having been there last night, and who knew what the effects were going to be on all of them.

Deleted • 17 June 2012 at 11:41 AM

@april__

Aeidon took the paper scrap with a look of confusion, before shoving his things into his bag. Screw school, he had better things to do. He didn't really care much for the librarian even when he shouted out after her, "Hey, wait up!"

He caught pace with her fairly quickly, giving her a quick once over. "You can't just show up & leave me with nothing but a piece of paper. We need to talk, and the sooner the better, whether Abby is with us or not." He said sternly, hoping she got his message.

april__ • 17 June 2012 at 12:28 PM

@xstephaanie

((You're back! I made Camille leave because I didn't want to be stuck in the roleplay when you were gone but it turns out, no roleplaying happened. But yay! You're back!))

Camille arched an eyebrow as she turned to look at Aeidon. A part of her had expected him to come after her. She would have. What's school in comparison to 'saving' the world as the creature had said?

"I assumed you were busy," she said a bit stiffly, " and I want to find Abby," she added as an afterthought. It was true. She'd be heading over to Abby's even though she figured the girl was probably at work.

"Come along then," Camille said with a shrug taking off down the parking lot towards her car. Should she show Aeidon? No. She'd wait for Abby and not some guy she hardly knew.

xstephaanie • 17 June 2012 at 7:24 PM

@april__

(( Yeah... sorry... I'm here now though! ))

"She's working." Aeidon said shortly, casting his green eyes around in impatience as they came to the redhead's car.
Abby would be pissed at him for ditching school, he'd what, been there for a hour?
If that.

As he reached for the passenger door, he heard a hiss from under his shoe.
"Oh no!" He said, jumping back, whatever it was had scared the wits out him.
Twisting its tail in agitation, was a spitting, very angry wildcat.
With matted fur and wild looking eyes, the cat hissed again.

"Easy now, I didn't mean to step on you." He said quietly, crouching down as the cat growled, hiding back under the car.
Aeidon held out his hand, the the angry furball, watching as anger slipped away quite quickly to curiosity in its blue gaze.

After a few minutes, its head peeked out, and Aeidon was forgiven enough to pat its head. "Not so angry now.." He said in a quiet murmur as strange tingles began to work its way through his fingertips and up his arm.

"What the heck-" He said, as the cats eyes glazed over & it froze.
After a moment, it hissed, swatting at the guys hand, then ran off towards some bushes.

shadowheart3 • 17 June 2012 at 9:51 PM

@april__ / @xstephaanie
ooc: I thought I could throw Camson in there. ^^

Bic: Sighing Camson slowly climbed out of his forest green, 1996 honda accord. He was late for school, but still he really didn't want to go now that the school day was half over. What was even the point? He wondered annoyed as he slammed the door shut.

A ball of fur ran past him just as he was walking up towards the huge library building. "What was that?" He mumbled. Whatever it was, it was gone now. Looking for where it came from he was surprised to see a familiar redhead. What was she doing here?

He slowly approached Camille and noticed a guy with her. He was also familiar but couldn't recall his name. "Uh, hey guys...." He waved hoping he wasn't interrupting something.

skylark • 18 June 2012 at 2:20 PM

@xstephaanie

Andrew raised an eyebrow at her unexpected desire to leave. He looked around and shrugged. The shop was nearly empty, just the love-glazed couple still at the small table by the window. "Hmm... well, clearly you aren't needed."
He ran his hand through his curly brown hair, which stood up afterwards. "Yeah, sure. Just take it easy, eh?" Andy put his hand on her arm, a concerned expression on his face. Letting go of her arm, he smiled and turned back to walk to the kitchen to test a new recipe.

april__ • 18 June 2012 at 7:38 PM

@xstephaanie @shadowheart3

Camille watched Aeidon's exchange with the cat closely. That had been how it was like with her dog... Her eyes narrowed. She was about to say something to Aeidon when a familiar voice caught her attention.

She spun around to see Camson there. A semi excited glint appeared in her eyes. He had been there, too. As far as she could remember.

Pausing, she exchanged glances between Aeidon and Camson before settling on Camson.

"Hello," she said slowly and evenly. "We were just talking about last night." She purposely left the hint on her tone. If he really had been there, he'd know what she was talking about.

Narrowing her eyes again, she fought the urge to morph right there. But if she was seen by anyone other than these two...

((Shadow, going to reply to your post in the guild as well now finally.))

bunnyshadow • 21 June 2012 at 2:05 AM

@april__
@shadowheart3
@skylark
*pops out of nowhere*
~~~
Kyle looked up from where he was walking to see an small group of people standing around chatting. He flipped his bangs out of his eyes and watched them closely, then, with a small sigh, he walked forwards again.

Before long, he was only a few feet away from them. Kyle took a step to the side, planning to just walk aound them.

shadowheart3 • 21 June 2012 at 4:27 PM

@april__
@bunnyshadow
@xstephaanie
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"Oh?" Camson nodded. "Good, I have quite a few questions about that." He added carefully. Like the fact there was some freaky creature saying weird stuff about saving the world. He didn't mention that part butgave Camille and understanding look instead.

Camson turned around at the sound of approaching foot steps deciding to keep quite about last night until whoever it was, were gone. He wouldn't want other students thinking they were crazy.

Looking at the guy he was surprised he recognized him. Wait. Had he been there last night as well?? He wondered. He glanced at Aeidon and Camille wondering if they recognized him as well.

bunnyshadow • 21 June 2012 at 8:44 PM

@april__
@shadowheart3
~~~
Kyle shifted in his position as his black backpack slid down his right shoulder. He stopped in front of the groupie, and glanced at Camille. "Your blocking the sidewalk.", he stated casually. A spark of recognition crossed his eyes for a split second. He knew these people from somewhere.

april__ • 21 June 2012 at 8:51 PM

@bunnyshadow

((They're in the parking lot...))

@shadowheart3
@xstephaanie

Camille shifted her weight as she stared at Camson. His tone seemed to tell her he had some sort of idea of what she was talking about. He did remember. It was all fitting together right now. It definitely hadn't been a dream.

That's when a voice pulled her out of her thoughts. Annoyed, she turned to tell him to 'go away' as she was eager to figure this out when she recognized him. She was pretty sure he'd been there last night.

"Do I know you from somewhere?" Camille asked carefully, crossing her arms, her eye brows raised. The annoyed expression left her face. If they wanted to figure it out, it was probably best to include everyone that was there the night before.

shadowheart3 • 21 June 2012 at 9:08 PM

@bunnyshadow
@april__
@xstephaanie

Camson nodded in agreement with Camille. "I recognize you as well." He eyed the guy over. Just how many people were there last night? He waited for the guys response before adding anything.

He gazed around the parking lot and luckily it was empty. Still, Camson did not want to talk about last night out in the open. He decided he would suggest they go somewhere else after the strange guy replied.

((Sorry, small post))

bunnyshadow • 21 June 2012 at 9:26 PM

@shadowheart3
@april__
~~~
"School possibly? Or we could have seen each other around town.", he stated casually. Kyle looked around the parking lot he was now in. It was empty, other than a few cars that no one occupied as of now.

Overall, the lot was empty.

xstephaanie • 23 June 2012 at 1:28 PM

@skylark

Abby subtly flinched when he touched her, looking down. She wasn't very found of people touching her & she couldn't be sure of why. Even when she was but a baby, she'd freak out when people picked her up.
Odd duck she was.

When he let go though, she looked up & winked.
"I'm always needed!" She said with a light laugh, tugging off her apron and scooting for the back.

She had her phone out in a flash, sending a message off to Camille & Aeidon.

WE NEED 2 TALK.

Simple, but effective nonetheless.