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    Moecha Putida ♟ Yuzuki Job

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    Ambrosia

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    Moecha Putida ♟ Yuzuki Job

    Post by Ambrosia on Mon 16 Apr - 4:03

    THE ART OF PLEASURING IS THE ART OF DECEPTION
    Flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo


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    Oh it had such a sweet name, clover town, sweet meadows of happy little clovers and flowers, little children frolicking around and spreading their infectious thoughts. Yet there would be no meadows where she was visiting, nor would there be any children, for this was an establishment for adults and those who are mature. Clover town, it appeared so perfect at times, a quaint little town which was built up by the strength of heroes past, both mages and more mundane livestock whom had been considered to be the prime of their flocks gathered in one place to rest and retire. Growing old, surely that was something which would be considered unnecessary by the great ones who ruled from above. This little town built by those old and aged, yet the term age was not one she associated with that of wine. Not in a good way, it made her think of useless things, objects gathered with no purpose other than to gather dust, surely it would be best to remove them.  

    Heels softly clicking against the cobbles as she skipped towards the building which appeared so typical of those in the trade with its eon lights and signage that hinted at a fun night for the lonely. Hair trailed behind her, its soft colour shimmering softly under the warming lights which brightened the streets with help from the moon's rays cast down from above, wind picked it up, playing with the pigtails and curling them around. Perhaps she looked like one of those folk, short skirt and long socks, smooth socks with the tops of them having just a hit of blue the entire outfit tied together nicely, gloves and socks matching the colours even complimenting the hues of eyes and hair. Certainly it was a outfit she was proud of, lavish amounts of bows, lace and hearts, just the sort of thing which attracted those below her like moths grasping onto any flicker of light. Revealing enough skin to be alluring yet hiding some so that it always kept the suitors craving more. It did appear quite frilly her attire, lace and frills surrounded by the shapes of hearts and roses, whilst others waiting on street corners were smothered in makeup and sin the female knew that she would rise above the rest, partially in her actual form, the two were mixed with human ears and a tail poked through, embellishing her features with a soft cuteness. It was a style she knew well how to pull off, and oh how they fell for it, the foolish way that those male homosapiens, mages and farmers alike tripping over their skirts to bow down at the feet of woman who layered themselves in the shiniest or sparkliest clothes, skimping of fabric and pushing up breasts, exaggerating height and accentuating curves. It was amusing almost, watching how when the sun fell from grace and the moon crawled its way back up that the lesser beings were dragged out into the world, trying their hardest to appear in a way that would be craved by the money distributing males.

    This was a pen that she rather not visit, stuffed full of undesirables who thought that they could lay their hands across a being such as her despite merely having a similar appearance. Yet apparently this establishment held some citrus scents, smells of interest and amusement. This place had been told to her, whispers of a black market in the back rooms. Yet the world did not play around her in  monochrome, nor was there a single reel playing. This could take multiple paths, there was no set outcome now that she held the information. Other than lounging on a street corner within sight of the energetic doorway she could only wait, for someone who appeared to be invested in the darkened business or perhaps another like herself, prodding around in other people's business with an additional party member would bring up the enjoyment, unpredictability made for the most enjoyable days.

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    Re: Moecha Putida ♟ Yuzuki Job

    Post by lavenderflower77 on Fri 20 Apr - 3:02

    trust only - yourself
    what a cyanide surprise
    you have left for my eyes!
    if i had common sense
    i'd cut myself
    or curl up and die

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    Silver eyes traced the contours of a building, lost in thought as the crinkled paper in the creature’s hand flapped noisily in the breeze. Yuzuki didn’t often come to Clover Town, for the obnoxious population of Rune Knights and good-doers acted as an efficient repellent. The sheer lack of filth and poverty provided few opportunities for the semi-fey to steal something without it becoming huge and political – while such things were fun in moderation, she was rarely in the mood. She’d been a street thief for near thirty-five years by now, and there was no reason to change that. Lazily letting herself fall backwards on the tree branch Yuzuki was currently perched upon, the semi-fey dangled by her knees, watching the world flip itself upside down before letting go and falling into the shadows before. It was a pretty useful ability, being able to simply travel through shadows like that. For once, the semi-fey let herself feel a bit of gratitude for her weapon, slinging the spear behind her back as she waited in the shadow of a street lamp, yearning for the skies to darken. It had been a while since she took up a mage’s job, but she needed to get back into the flow sometime, right?

    The sky would slowly darken as the lamp came on, illuminating her form under its warm light. She didn’t have to hide too much here – it wasn’t like Yuzuki was a well-known villain or anything even close, after all. Sure, perhaps she’d slaughtered a few people every here and there, stolen something important every few months or so, or burned down a few farms, but it was nothing that drew the big attention. She’d been careful about that up until recently: the realization had hit her rather uneducated brain several months ago, that she had no need to mind what others thought of her. As long as she could escape, who cared? The fey were not easily killed, anyways.

    The moon was now shining brightly up in the night sky, shedding its benevolent glow down on the moonlight mage as she raised her tattooed arm up to the skies. Silver symbols faded in and out of the light as they were charged with the lunar energy, and the girl was feeling rather refreshed in a matter of seconds. It was time to get to it then.

    Brothels were not places that Yuzuki often frequented. Being no man nor particularly pretty woman, and looking only around the age of fourteen, they weren’t locations where she would be very welcome. Instead, with her ratty black hair and dangerously sharp teeth and ears, she preferred to keep her sexual life limited to occasional one-night stands at some cheap non-human Talonian bar instead. No one judged there, and criminality was the norm among that particular crowd. No need for stuffy brothels and the like. But here she was anyways, standing in front of the gaudy neon sign with a look of very evident distaste on her face. Her only motivation was jewel, and even that wasn’t feeling very motivational right now. Unless…unless the tip she’d received was correct. If this place truly was also a black market location, perhaps there was something to be gotten after all. Maybe she could nick a few things of use – a potion or illegal items were always intriguing.

    Sighing, she tried to keep the thought present in her mind as she moved for the door, not even bothering to hide herself. Unlike the woman whom she was soon to meet, Yuzuki was not one who cared for appearances. Occasionally, she had indeed disguised herself, but found no use in such a location as this one. If all else failed, a simple cloak of moonlight would be more than adequate for her, hiding her from sight. However, as she advanced, her eyes would catch on the outlines of another figure standing nearby, clothed in shadows and dressed in a ridiculous quantity of frills. The woman gave off a strange scent – not quite human, and reeking of magic. Another mage here? Was she a guard or just someone else who had heard of the marketplace? Not wanting to risk anything, Yuzuki clicked her tongue in irritation before opening a gash in the shadows below herself, appearing momentarily besides the blue-eyed woman. Perhaps she should kill her. The magical signature felt inferior to her own, and it wouldn’t take too much effort to deal with it, right? But the non-human smell that was now stronger than ever intrigued the thief, and it would be disappointing to let someone so fascinating get away. “Cats and magic.” The semi-fey voiced her thoughts aloud, casting a gaze of silver daggers towards the woman and noting the feline attributes she possessed. “Wouldn’t it be funny, if the guard of this place were a magical cat?”
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    Re: Moecha Putida ♟ Yuzuki Job

    Post by Ambrosia on Mon 21 May - 18:56

    THE ART OF PLEASURING IS THE ART OF DECEPTION
    Flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo


    Whilst there were many that she expected to approach this was a figure that came as a surprise. At times the world appeared much as a chess board to her, simple checker like marks of where animals stood around her, not showing appearances merely an idea of where the moon's rays filtered around them, where their weight pressed against the surfaces. There was no need to see them, after all most of that was unnecessary information. That was until one seemed to vanish, the mental chess piece in her mind seemingly vanished, whilst at the same time one with an identical feeling almost grew or appeared next to her. Lips pulled back, not quite smile like, yet it hadn’t formed a sneer. This one was intriguing indeed, a clash of silver and blue occurred as she herself flickered her sights across the shorter girl, an interesting one indeed as indicated by the way that she seemed to act casually around someone like herself. A slight mention of her feline features, an amusement of her appearance in regards to how she relaxed around the magical area. Pinprick teeth shown as she pulled her lips back in a smile, one ear flickered as her brow raised in a partial sigh. This could get amusing, hopefully there was a way to draw out something from an odd encounter. “Well I could be a guard of this place, but what would I guard it from.” fingers curled, as her gaze flickered once more, running over the smooth surfaces of her blue nails, the same color of her eyes they almost reflected each other. She had spent some time finding a place which made rather outrageous nail coatings, they had of course agreed to make some which would adorn her nails. Proving their worth they were, the couple who had made the nails had proven their worth twice over.

    “But how could I guard this place from myself?” A chuckle, soft on the wind she let it sweep from her mouth as her heels spun, whilst originally her mind had been wandering perhaps this individual would take care of the boredom which came with every drawing breath. Yet they narrowed for a moment, her eyes zeroing in on the other, this woman didn’t exactly show outright hostile intent, yet neither was she herself showing much of an intention. Roaring behind this creature a mane like bush of hair flared up. “And honestly is all you can do comment on my appearance, speak for yourself little miss guard dog~” It rung in her eyes like bells, the amusement she held onto with every heartbeat, heels turning as she span down the street soft bands of air whipped up lifting each fibre of fabric around her body. Blue gaze closed for a moment, as her spirit was sent deep within itself to extract the essence she could keep. It spun itself into her, soft shadows enveloping her form, hazing the edges and distorting her frame. “It would prove best to keep a slight distance, but perhaps you would like to join me on this fine evening?” Quiet, yet slight raw as if someone had used the wrong grit of sandpaper her voice carried a simplistic offer to that with similar teeth to her own. Yet this would do, some mage as the clues indicated this female didn’t appear to have any strong affiliation, either that or she had worked rather well on disguising her scents.  

    Without a second thought her doleful expression was pressed across the manic eyes, the river of emotion instantly settling into a placid body of water. Tail drooped as her ears slightly turned inwards, a feeling of shyness or a victim settling over her the exceed changed the very way she walked, tentative movements towards one of the side doors. The rampages, the burnings, roasted whilst locked inside and caged where they belonged, she had assassinated in simple movements and directive movements. Full on frontal assaults and stealth her experiences of Fiore varied a fair amount. Neither did she really know what exactly would happen once inside, would she even get inside? To her there were two ways that the world could tilt, she could go and attack those whom worked in the black market, ripping their boring little group apart to create something much greater. Yet the more whimsical side of her wished to go and make those little guild members run in circles. She had the ability to do either, the outcome that mattered was returning home with electricity shooting up her spine and a feeling of wishing to run across the ocean and into the skies. Pointed ears and teeth so similar to her own, obviously not quite human, perhaps this one wouldn’t be a disgusting as the livestock who milled about whilst the cage door was opened, would this one decide to fly free and evolve into something much greater? “So miss, is there anything you fancy doing on this fine evening?"

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    Re: Moecha Putida ♟ Yuzuki Job

    Post by lavenderflower77 on Tue 29 May - 23:02



    TRUST ONLY YOURSELF
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    From a brief initial observation, Yuzuki noted the slight lifting up of the woman’s lips, an expression that betrayed some uncertain emotion. For a moment, the two observed each other, the semi-fey’s senses curiously noting the stranger’s characteristics. Equally casual, without fear in their movements, Yuzuki found little reason to worry about a thing as she idly tossed out the first thing that fell from the tip of her tongue. The response was rather befitting one of such a feline character such as her – teeth flashed in the darkness as her lips curved into a smile, and a flicker of movement form her ear would catch the semi-fey’s eyes as well. Amusement, huh. Indeed, this was not some regular civilian.

    “Well I could be a guard of this place, but what would I guard it from.” The words dropped smoothly from her lips as a hand would be lifted to her eyes for inspection, the (painted?) nails glinting the same hue as her cyan eyes. Such decorations were not to Yuzuki’s taste, and she raised an eyebrow at the odd coating before the woman spoke again. “But how could I guard this place from myself?” She laughed in almost a whimsical manner, the wind picking up in the moment as her heels slipped across the ground, turning her body to face the semi-fey. The cold eyes narrowed in on Yuzuki’s, and the semi-fey returned it with a confident stare. What an irritating person – so lofty and full of themselves, hm? Somewhere within her consciousness, she could feel a small voice calling her out on the hypocrisy that filled the previous thought, but Yuzuki was far too used to it by now to care for it.

    Not that she needed to, with what the woman addressed next. Guard dog? A guard dog? Well, she’d been called worse. Matching the whimsical amusement in the other’s eyes with her own, the semi-fey strolled leisurely down the street, hands clasped behind her head as she watched the figure spin down the street in a soft clattering of heels – shoes Yuzuki herself wouldn’t touch with a meter-long pole, but what caught her attention was not the shoes. Instead, sharp silver eyes caught upon the rush of wind that brushed around the woman’s clothing, feeling the soft gusts pattering against her own body as she followed along. For a moment, her form blurred, and Yuzuki responded with a tighter grip on her spear’s handle in case a scuffle was coming up. The worry turned out to be unnecessary – an invitation would be extended to the semi-fey in the next moment, one that rang of simplicity – the type Yuzuki wasn’t prone to trust. Still, the moonlight in her veins, soaking deep into her very being was making Yuzuki think silly things, blurring her logic, and her instinct was one with the heedlessness of the moonlight itself.

    Responding easily by sudden slipping into the space beside her with a spin of the spear’s blade, the semi-fey revealed a set of pointed teeth herself, lips curling into a mischievous grin. “Why not?”

    In a fluid motion, her unexpected companion’s entire demeanor shifted, a shy, doleful figure taking place of the  confident delight that had embodied her being only a few moments ago, evoking a quiet blink of surprise from Yuzuki. Interesting – such acting skills were things that she herself could only dream of achieving. While the thief was fast and agile, her life on the streets required little finesse and a large amount of survival instinct. Such careful acting was simply unnecessary in her way of living. The door would be pulled open, and a question posed at the semi-fey, to which she pondered for a brief moment. “I don’t really care, just want something to happen~” Her voice light and casual, Yuzuki stepped in without much of a care, looking about the dimly lit room. How exactly did one get into this black market in the first place? Without so much as a care in the world, she sidled up to the bored-looking man at the front desk, shocking him with her sudden appearance. When she didn’t wish to be seen, it was truly difficult to make out the semi-fey in such dark conditions. “So where’s the black market?” Flashing a cheeky grin, Yuzuki folded her arms lazily across the desk, getting up in his face.

    “Wa-what?”
    Shock registered upon his face at her sudden appearance, trying to work out who she was and where she’d come from. Good – shock was always fun.
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    Re: Moecha Putida ♟ Yuzuki Job

    Post by Ambrosia on Wed 6 Jun - 17:26

    THE ART OF PLEASURING IS THE ART OF DECEPTION
    Flectere si nequeo superos, Acheronta movebo



    Now this one was interesting, that way that she held herself, not quite regal, no this was just a confidence. She lacked a name but the other female appeared to be as equally relaxed as she felt, yet this was an individual whom appeared likely to change direction at the flip of a switch. Why not? Oh look she was getting defensive! Such a sweet little thing, "'Now now I mean that in no way of a threat, however more of a note, for if you come too close you may find yourself slowing down." No no she wouldn't attack this little lady, that would cause a scene and honestly having some semblance of a partner for this little excursion would make it just so much more interesting. Yet this was coming from the creature which had merely wanted something to happen. Creature, perhaps it was more of a being. Yet from the partial scents of human ancestry that the other female held Ambrosia held er doubts close, livestock and something of a higher class breeding to produce something that wasn't quite human. No matter! By the end of their little excursion perhaps she could tell what part of her bloodline was more prominent. Who knew, there were times when livestock have proven themselves.

    Yet now it was time for a little show, the role of timid little doll played well for her, stepping back slightly to let Yuzuki enter the room she latched her eyes onto the female who was doing a good little job at distracting the man at the desk. Taking the small chain with a quiet silence the feline figure locked the door, sliding the bolt into place as well before coming a little closer to this man with such an expression, he lacked excitement in his life and they could give it to him. Not that he was going anywhere now. Oh, indeed getting right up in his face with a shocking question, these creatures were rather protective of their personal space. The moment unfolded, a look of horror spreading slowly across his face as he stared at the semi-fey. However the feline figure took this moment to casually stroll across the room, standing in the doorway of the only corridor leading out of the room.

    It was perfect, as in only a few seconds this rather disgusting man had turned into blubbering mess. stuttering away. "black market, no,nononono there isn't one of these here" She noted his hand creeping under the table for a moment before a shimmering knife was dragged out from under the desk. Oh lovely, it looked a little magical from the odd markings on it shone of it. She hoped to make eye contact with Yuzuki before the man attacked her in some kind of way, there was no doubt he was weak yet it would be better to go in with minimal damage. Probably best to removed the problem before they alerted others. Yet she had to leave that man to her accompanying fey, sounds of movement, eyes closed for just a brief moment as she located the essence of this stranger. A female, flat shoes however with dull sounds in a small room off to the side. Probably some kind of storage or filing room of sorts. A few steps back and the shadows hid her from the front desk area. Hand on the doorknob it opened with surprising ease as some sort of assistant or secretary looked at her with wide eyes. "'Excuse me miss, I need some help. could you" Oh soft eyes, little fluffy ears and a dress to bedazzle. It wouldn't have worked against someone used to combat however this female human probably just saw a catgirl lost. That was all she saw overall. With a nearby cleaning rag stuffed in the mouth and claws pressing into the eyes it had gone down rather smoothly. She set her hand against the woman immobilising her for just a brief moment, it would be better to tie her up properly, although it wasn't like this suit wearing creature would be able to see to walk away.
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