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Your 8l8tant excuse making is the weakiest lame that ever shit the coward 8ed.[Mo0:63]
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Post by ¢яι¢кєt on Nov 15, 2012 0:57:46 GMT -5
Casie's approval resulted in the decision being finalized, though the male's sudden disappearance-- followed by his equally sudden reappearance --resulted in a look of unchecked surprise. She adjusted her expression accordingly, hoping her surprise wouldn't come off in an offensive manner.
At the offer, Vixy accepted the gift, of course; it would be extremely rude not to! The attire was given a once-over before she shyly looked up at the one who'd given it to her, mumbling her thanks before shuffling over to better examine it.
"I... need a dressing room..." Responded the fennec slowly, "Or I could put it on in Mally's car..." She looked up questioningly, unsure if a quick change of clothes would be appropriate for such a precious mode of transportation. The windows were tinted, though.
Provided permissions were given, or an appropriate location found, Vi donned her hot new threads in no time, immediately dumping the aforementioned garbage-wear in the nearest dumpster. Hell, with these new duds, she sure felt cool and classy, just like Mally.
Speaking of which, Vixy offered both of the Mals individually her right hand for a quick shake, "I don't think we did a proper introduction yet, I'm Vixy; you're Mally, but you..." She glanced at Malthas, "...are?"
Casie wasn't lorded over with an introduction; Vi saw no reason to introduce the feline, since her position between her enormous ears made for the perfect position to communicate with the others. Even still, if the belle didn't, Vix would after she learned Malthas' calling.
Introductions aside, the striped lady bashfully glanced at Mally, "Now, I don't really have a place to stay... would you be willing to help me find an apartment... or something? A hotel, maybe?" That allowed pets? Vi had no immediate intent to relinquish her new kitty, though Cas would be allowed to come and go as she so pleased.
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Post by Mal on Dec 19, 2012 12:05:34 GMT -5
Mally leaned back on the hood of her car, watching as a decision was made and Malthas disappeared in a puff of smoke, leaving behind some pleasant scents. Her glowing eyes flicked to the little cat that perched on Vixy's head as she voiced her confusion. She gave her a shrug and a small grin. "He uses magic a lot, but I don't know how he does half of this shit." The panther woman replied bluntly.
When the tiger-demon returned, she sat up and watched as the box was passed to the fox and opened. From her point of view, she could see a little of what was inside. "Mm, yeah. You can use my car. Should be enough wiggle room in the back seat to change." Mally responded and slipped off of the car's sleek black hood, moving to open the rear door for Vixy and held it open as she stopped to introduce herself to Malthas. She said nothing, knowing that the asshole could introduce himself.
"I got a mansion close by here. It's got plenty of bedrooms and a well stocked pantry." The panther woman offered. Sure, being nice was uncharacteristic for her, but to leave an innocent gal like Vixy and her cat out here in the big bad city, something terrible was bound to happen. "What'dya say?"
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