Desdemona
Jellicle Protector
Done by Selphie Black -- http://community.livejournal.com/boardmaninc/14301.html
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Post by Desdemona on Feb 22, 2010 0:09:39 GMT -5
DAMENKA
Damenka squealed when the cold water hit her, and her mouth opened wide. The headache which was almost gone started to pulse again. She lifted the bucket off her head, slipping a bit in the puddle of water under her. Once she gained her composure, she narrowed her eyes and fixed them on the tom that was rolling around on the ground, "Malpour you brat!" she growled and whipped the bucket at him, "What the hell was that for?" Damenka was about to take a step towards Malpour - to do what she didn't know - when a timid looking queen approached them, "What are you talking about?" she snapped in response to the new queen's question. She wasn't one who cared much about first impressions and at this point she would take her frustration out on any cat that came near her.
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delorium
Jellicle Protector
*stares at the jellicle moon*
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Post by delorium on Feb 22, 2010 0:25:11 GMT -5
Paige didn't take the snappy remark to heart. If she had a bucket dropped on her head she probably wouldn't be thrilled with life either. "Nice to meet you to, and what i mean is, there is a dead cat over there,at least i'm pretty sure that being completely drenched in blood means that you're dead" She said with her confidance somehow brought back. "Should I get someone to get the body?" she asked, always enjoying being helpful.
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Post by spectratherestless on Feb 22, 2010 15:43:34 GMT -5
MALPOUR
There was a deafening crack! when the bucket collided with his face; he bit down hard on his lip and a little blood began to seep out. "Ow!" He exclaimed, clutching his cheek for a moment. He stood up and looked at Damenka. "Relax! I was just having fun. Geez..." he said in a "awww the fun's over" tone, though his eyes still sparkled with laughter. Malpour looked over at Paige, then walked over to the corpse and examined it. "Looks like Vash made another kill," the future Warehouse Captain nonchalantly stated with an evil smirk. He hoisted the corpse over his shoulder. "Well, no sense in wasting a perfectly good corpse," the tom began, patting the dead henchcat on the back, "Might come in handy for a future prank." A malicious chuckle escaped his lips.
MISTICA
A few rays of sun crept into the room and Mistica grumbled. She loathed waking up so d*mn early in the morning; it always put her in a terrible mood, not that anyone else could tell. Everyone always seemed to be walking on eggshells whenever she was around. Stretching, she freed herself from the arm of the henchcat tom sleeping beside her. She eyed him playfully; she had enjoyed the night's activity. Too bad this tom's use was up. Unsheathing her claws, she stabbed him in the chest and stomach; blood spurted everywhere. She knew she was going to have to clean it, but she didn't care. Killing always brought a smile to her sensual, beautiful features.
The queen preened before leaving her room. As she casually left, she spotted her daughter with Malpour and some warehouse newbie. Damenka seemed drenched; she supposed Malpour had played one of his pranks. Her cold gaze lingered on the three of them;her eyes were examining the new queen.
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delorium
Jellicle Protector
*stares at the jellicle moon*
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Post by delorium on Feb 22, 2010 18:31:08 GMT -5
PAIGE When Malpour went and picked up the body, Paiges eyes bugged and her jaw dropped. "Well, I guess i'd better get used to it,note to self, avoid "vash"," she thought to herself with a shrug. Suddenly she felt like she was being watched. She turned to see a queen staring at her from further down the corridor. She stood up a little straighter, somehow the way the queen was looking at her made it feel like she was in inspection. She turned back to Malpour so that she wouldn't get yelled at for staring. "Who's the queen that's leering at me?" she asked.
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Desdemona
Jellicle Protector
Done by Selphie Black -- http://community.livejournal.com/boardmaninc/14301.html
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Post by Desdemona on Feb 22, 2010 19:53:49 GMT -5
DAMENKA
Damenka laughed as she watched Paige's expression when Malpour picked up the body, "You are new around here, aren't you toots?" she asked with a mocking smile. She could have fun with a newbie. When she noticed Paige looking the other way, Menka followed her gaze. She smiled to herself when she saw her mother studying them from the shadows. Looking back at Malpour and the new queen she shrugged, "Haven't a clue." she responded, giving a look of hush to Malpour. She wanted to see how Paige would respond to her mother's piercing gaze.
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delorium
Jellicle Protector
*stares at the jellicle moon*
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Post by delorium on Feb 22, 2010 20:09:07 GMT -5
PAIGE If looks could kill, Paige was pretty sure that this one would. There seemed to be a certain coldness that was definetly being aimed right at her. "I sure hope i keep getting these kinds of warm greetings today" she thought.She dared to look at the queen for just a second. If Paige had any thoughts of finding a mate, they were gone now, the queen was gorgeous, and something in the way she held herslef made it known that she knew she was gorgeous, she definetly got all the toms. Paige adjusted a piece of her head fur and turned back to the soaking cat. It seemed awfully handy that she didn't know who the queen was, but she gave her the benefit of the doubt. "I would be happy to help find a way to dry you off, if you could tell me where to go to find my orders," She said with all the smile she could muster with the wilting gaze-o-death still on her.
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Post by Msterope on Feb 22, 2010 20:59:57 GMT -5
DEMETRIUS
Glancing up from the notes so carefully scrawled by his secretary, Demetrius's exotic features curled into his cool, somewhat come-hither smile. Straightening, Demetrius bowed his head to his brother and fell in step with him as they walked down the hallway.
"Not terribly. Just looking over some notes that... whatever-her-name is, wrote down for me." His cool smile stayed in place as he chuckled richly. His blue eyes scanned over Atalo and Demetrius smoothly moved to open the door of the "War Room" for Atalo. He eyed the striped Persian-mix tom as he walked by. By the Dark Cat! His brother just seemed more and more interesting every time he saw him. No doubt because of the genes they shared. A warmer smile curled Demetrius's lips more.
MACAVITY
Macavity sat upright in his bed the shared with a few choice henchcats. His disarray of ginger-gold fur flew out in all directions from his face and the first move other than sitting up the tom made was to swiftly comb the disarray into a neat, somewhat poofy, but manly ponytail. It accentuated the hollowness of his cheeks, the height of his cheekbones, the intensity of his slightly wide-set eyes and the wide lips that could curl into a sneer or an extraordinarily sensual smile.
Reaching down, Macavity pulled his silken covered blanket up over the shoulders of a small orange and white tabby tom. He was young, no more than 14 or 15 years old. He was devastatingly cute as well. Running one clawed paw over the young tom's cheek, Macavity stood and moved quietly from the room. Adjascent was a small room he used to clean himself up every day before leaving his chambers. Contrary to popular belief, Macavity did not share his chambers with the High Queen. He would go to her chambers if he wished to spend a night with her, but no queen ever spent a night in his personal rooms. They were for his use only. Period.
Gently wiping a cloth over his thick ginger-gold fur, Macavity washed away most of the scents from the night before. Some of his own pheremones would stick around, but only the queens would really notice it. He swiftly left his chambers and turned a key to lock the doors. The young tom would be stuck in there, but there was food, water and a seperate room for him to use the lavatory should he need it.
Making his way down the halls, Macavity searched for someone of interest. He needed good conversation and intelligent thinkers early in the morning to get his mind going.
{{OMG! I have all my character active! Yay!}}
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Post by Cayran on Feb 22, 2010 23:22:07 GMT -5
(ATALO)
Come hither indeed. Atalo nodded his head in thanks to his brother as he entered the war room, sitting down comfortably at the desk. Propping his elbows up in the surface, Atalo curled his fingers together and leaned into them, his eyes carefully regarding Demetrius. “Ah, I see. What sort of notes if you don’t mind me asking?” He asked, both ears swiveling forward in interest. Atalo assumed they were notes regarding the up coming Jellicle Ball, but, Demetrius always surprised him.
Pursing his lips, Atalo felt a spark in the back of his head. Most likely his father stirring. Never the less, if Macavity needed either of them, they wouldn’t be hard for him to find. “I assume you have been up all night, yes? Then again, it is quite obvious that you don’t need your beauty sleep.” Smiling, both Atalo’s eyebrows rose in interest, hoping to get some sort of physical reaction from his lovely sibling.
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Post by spectratherestless on Feb 23, 2010 8:45:48 GMT -5
MALPOUR and MISTICA
Malpour received Menka's look and chuckled to himself, even moreso when he saw that Mistica was approaching them, her eyes still on the new queen. This was going to be both interesting AND fun to watch. Mistica stopped just beside the new queen and sneered. She didn't like newbies; they were all too innocent and naive to begin with. Mistica took one step closer to the new queen before speaking. "Let's get a few things straight, princess," she said the word princess like it had a pungent aftertaste in her mouth, "1. I don't care how good of a henchcat you'll be, I'll kill you if I have reason to. 2. Never, and I mean never, get in my way. Understand?" But before she gave Paige the chance to answer her, Mistica left. The queen barely turned the corner when she spotted Macavity; a little sensual smirk crept up on her face. "Well,well, well," she spoke with a certain playfulness, "What is the Napoleon of Crime doing up so early? Any new ideas for whatever your plan is?"
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delorium
Jellicle Protector
*stares at the jellicle moon*
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Post by delorium on Feb 23, 2010 10:21:54 GMT -5
PAIGE Paige stood stone still as the queen walked up to her. She got the feeling from her look that she wasn't exactly fond of new people. She kept her teeth clenched together, she probably wouldn't have answered the queen even if she had been given the chance. As soon as the other queen turned the corner she started to breathe again. "Stay out of her way, I can manage that," she said to herself quietly, breathing deeply, she just realized she wasn't breathing when the queen was talking to her. She hoped this was as far as the hazing would go. When she heard the queen around the corner say something about the Napolean of Crime, she froze again. Paige may be new, but she wasn't stupid. She knew who Macavity was, and hoped he wouldn't come give her the death glare too.
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Post by Nemi on Feb 23, 2010 12:31:47 GMT -5
LYSANDRA Lyra's ears perked up when she heard some interesting conversation down the hallway. She hesitated a moment, wondering whether to indulge her curiosity. The light that came through the warehouse windows didn't make it bright exactly, but a cat's visibility was pretty clear. She could be caught snooping, and punished... she cringed, but moved quickly and quietly on. Curiosity did kill the cat after all, right?
She stopped at the end of the hallway and leaned against the wall, perking an ear to hear better around the corner. She heard Mistica talking, which always managed to terrify her, and was surprised to hear response from a new voice. She fought the urge to turn around and look, and instead sat down, still listening. If someone happened upon her, she could say she was... resting? She supposed it depended on who discovered her.
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Quitte
Jellicle Protector
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Post by Quitte on Feb 23, 2010 13:28:21 GMT -5
SARONE
Sarone grinned from ear to ear as she was being the center of everyone's attention, especially her family's she had just outclassed. The humans had named her the most beautiful cat and she could feel a hand stroking her head. She didn't enjoy it, of course, but humans often did that and it was a special occasion and clawing him might be a reason to take back her new title, so she could let whoever was doing that without lashing at him. She even purred a bit. But then, the stroke was being harder, meaner and her family wasn't looking at her anymore. Instead there was manny cat. Ten? Hundred? She couldn't say, but they were all starring at her and she didn't like what she saw in their blood red eyes. They were so big, much bigger than her. They were hungry and they wanted her. But she couldn't get away. The hand was still on her back, holding her still. She could feel claw piercing through her fur. She wanted to scream that they shouldn't to it for it'd ruin her silky coat, but not even a whimper could go past her lips. She managed to turn her head to look at who was holding her, but all she saw was a bit black form and the golden eyes full of hates, hunger, greed that wanted her and she couldn't get away. Sarone jerked awake. Thankfully, the dream had ended. It didn't always ended there, with Myvvraden's hateful look on her, sometimes when she wasn't lucky it went farther and when it happened she just couldn't get up. Now, it took her time to still her heart and breathing. 'He's dead.' she said over and over as a mantra, first in her head, then under her breath and then outloud, each time comforting her that she was safe. Well, as safe as one can be here. When she felt good enough, she got up and started to work on her fur who was messy, cleaning it until it was almost shining and she erased all remaining proof of the bad night she just had. When she decided she looked good and ready to deal with whatever the world outside, she left her room. And her eyes narrowed on sight of her youngest daughter who seemed intend on something. But Sarone didn't care and just passed by Lysandra. Just as Verity, Lysandra was the living proof of bad choice Sarone had come to regret and she didn't want to dwell on that, so she went on her way.
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Desdemona
Jellicle Protector
Done by Selphie Black -- http://community.livejournal.com/boardmaninc/14301.html
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Post by Desdemona on Feb 23, 2010 14:45:09 GMT -5
DAMENKA
Damenka rolled her eyes when her mother approached and instantly threatened Paige. She loved her mother, more than she loved anyone else, but sometimes she felt she was a little melodramatic. Though, it was amusing watching Paige freeze, too terrified to even breath. Menka loved when people were uncomfortable. Once the brown and white queen left she turned to her two other companions, "Well, looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." her voice was raised and it was clear that she was directing it to Mistica, even though she was out of site. She then proceeded to laugh when Paige flinched. Whether it was from her insulting the queen who just threatened her, or from the sound of Macavity's title, Menka didn't know; but it was terribly aumsing, "You're a jumpy little things, aren't you?" At that she turned and started walking away from them, glancing over her shoulder, her hips swaying in her signature way, "You two coming? Since it was your fault Malpour and since little shivers here offered, I figured we could find something to dry me off." She continued walking, smiling to herself. It wasn't much, but she did think she was messing with the new queen's head a little, which was all she really wanted to achieve. She didn't notice Lysandra sitting on the ground around the corner until it was too late. Damenka turned the corner too quickly and close to the wall and before she knew it she had bumped into her with her legs, hard enough for her to lose her balance. She tumbled to the ground.
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Post by x22x on Feb 23, 2010 15:17:32 GMT -5
SYRAVASH:[/b]
The black long haired tom, in all his elegant beauty, stared briefly with indifference once Verity approached him. She was probably the only female warehousian that he didn't mind, well...not half as bad as the rest of them. They both liked to pretend, or act, or manipulate others. However one wants to describe it. With a faint dark amusment glittering in his eyes, he smirked wickedly down at her. "Ahhh, My Ver-bear! Still here I see." Normally by this time, Verity was already at the junkyard, spinning lies, wrapping others around her petite little fingers, gaining sympathy and "friends" willing to do pretty much anything for her. Sounded like a blast to Vash. "When you're next showing with the jellicles?" His questions were never really 'serious', and half the time he didn't pay too much attention, only where it really counted.
((Will add Avidan in my next post or two.))
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Post by Msterope on Feb 23, 2010 18:20:18 GMT -5
DEMETRIUS
Demetrius leafed through a few pages and just shrugged. It wasn't really anything important that could help Atalo. Just him checking up on some things.
"It isn't anything of interest." Tucking the folder inside a small filing cabinet he kept for his own private things, Demetrius closed the drawer and went back to the table that sat in the center of the room. His blue eyes scanned over the map of the junkyard and Demetrius's face lined in concentration. His ears came forward, however, at Atalo's comment. A small smirk touched the corner of his lips and the white Oriental tom looked up at his brother. His eyes scanned over his brother again and he let out a rich chuckle.
"Nor do you, Atalo. I wasn't up all that late. I had my new secretary deal with archiving and organizing my work for me. It's nice to have a night off every once in awhile." Demetrius mused mused.
MACAVITY
As he walked down the hallway, he felt the familiar presence of his mate, Mistica. Glancing over towards her when she approached, Macavity's wide mouth curled into a sensual and deceitful smile. It was all pleasantries and amusement; things he rarely actually did express towards others. He wasn't psychotic, no. Not like his father. He was just... cold. His way of dealing with everything.
"Nothing at the moment, my dear. No plans to reveal to you for the nonse." He spoke in a very proper and intellectual's voice. The proper English accent of his was one of his favorite things about himself. What's not to like about a sensual tom with a sexy British accent?
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