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Jan 20, 2008 18:27:42 GMT -5
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 20, 2008 18:27:42 GMT -5
A small gray and white cat walked into the Teacher's Lounge, it's pelt clean with a healthy sheen and in it's mouth it carried it's latest catch. Whatever it was, it seemed too dirty to be recognized as anything, but the cat seemed proud of itself as it curled up in a corner and looked around the room, placing it's catch on the floor.
It was in fact a small sprite, no taller that six inches tall (around five and three fourths inches, actually...), she lay on the carpet between the paws of the cat, one of her wings were bent at an awkward angle, probably broken and her red hair was in a muddy mess. Her breathing was steady, but she wasn't moving at all, she got in a fight with the cat and had obviously lost. Her delicate, transluscent blue and red wings dragonfly-esque wings draped on the floor, the slightest quivver passing through them time to time. The sprite wasn't having a good day at all.
The cat purred as it began licking the sprite, a satisfied expression on it's kitty face and it's tail twitched slightly, looking around to make sure there was nobody there to watch as she prepared to eat her latest catch.
The little sprite moaned slightly as she stirred the slightest bit, as if groggily pulling herself from dreaming and she wrapped her arms around her stomach, she had a few scratches and bruises but nothing that looked too serious, she must have just gotten hit pretty hard in the head or something. She creased her eyes open a bit, the light in the room too bright for her to just open them, and she was in shock as well. Her eyes opened wide, though- despite the bright light and she looked at the cat, backing away slowly from the beast and she wondered where she'd go. She couldn't fly at the moment. Damn it.
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Jan 21, 2008 19:51:50 GMT -5
Post by [red].Raven on Jan 21, 2008 19:51:50 GMT -5
There was a low, deep rumble sounding somewhere outside the teacher's lounge. It got louder and louder before stopping suddenly with a soft thud just outside the door. After a moment of silence, the door was all but kicked open as the one named Agatha Rovar entered the room. Her transparent, bee-like wings were folded neatly against her back, and both pairs of her arms were crossed in front of her. The young woman yawned expressively, the antennae hanging out form under her mud-brown kerchief twitching slightly. "Finally some 'Agatha Time'." The insect-like woman walked lazily over to a rather comfortable looking chair and was just about to sit down before her multi-lensed eyes focused onto the cat in th corner. She grinned. "Hey, what have you-" Agatha gasped quietly, jumping from her half-sitting position above the chair. "Get away from there! shoo!"
She rushed toward the cat, top set of arms waving it away while the bottom reached out to make sort of a shield over the tiny pixie. Again she shooed the cat away, trying to sound as angry with it as she could, her light accent really adding to the desired tone. "Bad kitty! Very bad! You don't hurt fairies!" After another moment of glaring at the feline, Agatha looked down at the very tiny lady. "Are you ar'ight?"
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Pom
Jan 21, 2008 20:06:47 GMT -5
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 21, 2008 20:06:47 GMT -5
Pom looked up at the stranger... strange being a key factor here. "Well it seems I've been attacked by a cat and rescued by a freak... well.... greatings, odd, large one." Pom gave a slight bow while at the same moment trying to steady herself. She had been hit pretty hard on the head when she was trying to get away from that damned cat. As the fairy began looking about herself as if to make sure she had all her limbs, she slowly began diverting her attention to the room around her. A few strands of purple tinted red hair fell on her face with every movement to the point where it'd be imagined to be more than a bit of a problem, but she didn't seem bothered by it. "I demand to know where I am." She said very straightforward and demanding. She actually sounded a bit disrespectful about it, but she didn't pay any mind to that.
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Jan 21, 2008 20:20:48 GMT -5
Post by [red].Raven on Jan 21, 2008 20:20:48 GMT -5
Agatha, not the least bit taken aback, used the bottom set of arms to help keep her balance against the ground and rested the other pair on top of her bent knees. A wide grin spread across her face; it might be noticed that her teeth were all pointed just the slightest bit. "Well, strange, tiny, I-could step-on-you one, you are in the Teacher's Lounge of Twilight Moon Academy on planet Earth. My name is Agatha." Checking just once more to be sure that the cat was no longer within a dangerous range to Pom, Agatha allowed herself to fall onto the floor and sit crossed legged, leaning down to be... somewhat closer to the fairy's eye-level. "How did that cat get you, anyways? Aren't fairies all.. magic-like and such?"
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Jan 21, 2008 20:38:15 GMT -5
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 21, 2008 20:38:15 GMT -5
"I'm on earth? No way. I thought I made it to the second star to the right, goin' straight on till morning... well there goes the timeshare. Th'name's Pom, by the way." Pom responded in a smartass kinda way, a brown gloved hand placed on her hip. Her dark reddish purple eyes looked towards the white and gray cat, but upon hearing the question she looked toward Agatha 'ugh, such an ugly name...', she thought to herself before she nodded, "Well you see... it... caught me by suprise... I think... it's all just a blur and the only thing I remember is waking up here." 'perhaps her parents saw it fitting for an ugly child?' she continued her thoughts, obviously not thinking well of Agatha's appearance.
She lied about the cat, of course. But she didn't want to let people know she had no magic. How embarrassing.
The cat sat patiently a small distance away, watching Pom and waiting for his food back, the cat seemed fairly hungry, actually. It wasn't quite fair that he went through the effort of catching the treat and then have it taken away at the last moment. It's tail twitched with irritation before it turned to leave the room to go catch itself a squirrel or vole or something...
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Jan 21, 2008 20:49:16 GMT -5
Post by [red].Raven on Jan 21, 2008 20:49:16 GMT -5
The expressions that crossed Agatha's face was one of pure disappointment, sympathy, and just slightest hint of sarcasm. It really was just so unfortunate about the timeshare. Her wings now somewhat spread out on the floors behind her, fluttered slightly with a quiet 'buzz'. "Uh-huh...well, I suppose that makes sense. I have heard that fairies aren't the hardest things to surprise. Something about being too vain to notice much besides themselves...?" Agatha shrugged casually. "Maybe not. I'm not really an expert on these things. So! Who's your Master Teacher here, Pom?" Pom... the word made Agatha crave something citrus-y.
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Jan 21, 2008 21:09:48 GMT -5
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 21, 2008 21:09:48 GMT -5
"Which is exactly why I'm a sprite. And I'm not a student, thank you. I wouldn't dare live in a dump like this place, though I hear it's perfect for massive, ugly insect beasts." Pom dismissed the 'vain' comment lightly and didn't seem to mind it much. Her broken wing stayed bent out of place and it twitched slightly when the others buzzed. In all honesty, it was a very painful affair- having your wing bent out of place. Very painful indeed. Pom sat down on Agatha's palm, "So then... how do I leave this place... a school is it?" Agatha said something about teachers, so Pom figured it was a school. All Pom knew was right now she wanted to get as much distance as possible between herself and Raynard. Yeah, and who knows where he could be right now. She shook her head, things were so difficult nowadays, huh?
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Jan 22, 2008 14:47:38 GMT -5
Post by [red].Raven on Jan 22, 2008 14:47:38 GMT -5
Agatha tilted her head to one side and grinned. "Well, I'd say ugly is a bit harsh. Jet is a very fine looking overgrown wasp, if you ask me. I make sure he maintains a healthy diet of swamp juice and tiny, fluttery things." For a moment, the insect-like woman seemed to be thinking over nothing of terrible importance before she continued speaking to the tiny pixie. "Leave? Why leave? You don't look to be in the best of traveling conditions." Very smoothly, Agatha raised Pom a little nearer to her own eye-level, multi-lensed orbs examining the tiny transparent wing. She released a long, light whistle that seemed to be a bit high for any normal person to achieve. "That's a dozy, eh? Well, more of a... itty-bitty dozy, but you get my point." Dozy, what a fun word.
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Jan 22, 2008 15:18:42 GMT -5
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 22, 2008 15:18:42 GMT -5
Pom looked back at her wing before looking towards Agatha, "I have to get somewhere in a hurry... a really big hurry, actually. Kinda odd of one of a 'small folk' as myself, huh?" She smirked as she began making her way to walk off of Agatha's palm and hopefully start back on her journey now that the cat was gone. She was undaunted by the long far jump to the ground from the palm and she readied herself for the way down. Of course the fact that she couldn't steady her landing with her wings wasn't at all an issue here. Her purple red eyes looked up to Agnes at the last moment and she jumped towards the ground, her tiny feet making no noise at her landing, though she did fall onto her butt, underestimating the landing in her head.
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Jan 22, 2008 16:40:49 GMT -5
Post by [red].Raven on Jan 22, 2008 16:40:49 GMT -5
Agatha covered her mouth and chuckled slightly when Pom landed somewhat ungracefully. She didn't really make a huge effort to hide her amusement. "Well then, hehe, why not at least stay until you're better? We have people here who can fix you right up!" The woman raised all four arms into the air and arched her back, stretching very openly and yawning widely. "I'd offer to take you there, but I don't feel very up to any more travel today." Blinking a couple times, Agatha leaned forward to rest her elbows on her knees and her chin on her hands. "Where do you have to go, anyhow?"
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Jan 22, 2008 20:34:30 GMT -5
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 22, 2008 20:34:30 GMT -5
"Of course you don't feel like traveling..." she muttered, before hearing the question, "Somewhere safe, hopefully." She brushed off her butt and reached into her pocket, withdrawing a slender pipe that honestly looked too long to fit in her pocket. She stuck it in her mouth and smiled, she didn't light it. She just liked having it in her mouth- it had been her father's... atleast that's what Pom thought. She never really knew her parents. Or any other sprites for that matter. She just found it comforting to think that the pipe had belonged to her father or something of the sort- made her feel like she had some kind of heritage. Her purplish eyes looked accross the room, "I guess I should start going now, then..." of course she wasn't going to get far with that cat prowling about, nor by walking. Because there's a reason sprites have wings- it's because thier small legs can't take them anywhere fast.
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Jan 24, 2008 22:36:16 GMT -5
Post by [red].Raven on Jan 24, 2008 22:36:16 GMT -5
"You know, with those teeny legs you aren't going to get anywhere fast." ((lawl x3)) If one watched closely, one would notice that Agatha had rolled her eyes, which was actually quite difficult to see because of the dark, multi-lensed pattern. "Twilight Moon Academy is safe, when you're with the right company. Cats are not the right company for little sprites, such as yourself." The young woman grinned widely and poked Pom very, very softly with on index finger. Why did Agatha always seem so... happily carefree? But an expression of puzzlement slowly worked its way across her face. "Wait... why are you walking? Why not just use your own magic to fix up your wing and then fly?" Pom had said she hadn't used magic against the cat because she had been taken by surprise, but there was nothing here to surprise the sprite now. She had all the time she needed, really.
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Jan 25, 2008 15:44:10 GMT -5
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 25, 2008 15:44:10 GMT -5
Pom was nearly pushed to the ground by the 'gentle' poke from Agatha. Sure, Agatha was being careful- but compaired to a being of Pom's size... it was still alot of force behind the poke. She pushed a bit of hair behind one of her ears and she brushed her jacket in a rather disgruntled manner. "And not everyone has healing powers, thank you very much. It's rude to just assume things." Pom seemed somewhat offended as she began storming out of the room, which was really quite cute to watch, the little angry sprite.
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Jan 25, 2008 21:20:27 GMT -5
Post by [red].Raven on Jan 25, 2008 21:20:27 GMT -5
Agatha sighed and watched Pom begin to stomp away. This time, she did manage to stop herself form giggling. "Poooom," she drawled, "It's rude to do a lot of things. I already told you that there are many people here who can heal you." The woman smirked just the slightest bit, antennae curling a fraction. "No need to be all snappy." Okay, that didn't last long. Agatha laughed quietly; this entire scene was really entertaining her. Her wings fluttered for a moment. "And, you know, I'll bet that cat is pretty upset about losing it's lunch... don't cats like to play with their food? Just a heads up, so you won't be surprised again."
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Jan 25, 2008 22:33:59 GMT -5
Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jan 25, 2008 22:33:59 GMT -5
Pom let only the slightest espression of worry pass over her face before she continued on her way, she didn't want anyone to know she didn't have any powers, so she made note to get out of here as soon as possible. She rounded the corner and-
the sound of low feline growling was heard, accompanied with Pom's voice, "Oh Shit!" and soon enough she rounded the corner again, coming back into the room and running straight towards Agatha, "Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" she repeated as she ran, the cat following with an amused expression of it's gray and white kitty face. "Goddamn cat!" Pom cursed, her wings buzzed rapidly but she was unable to get airborne due to her injuries.
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