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    On The Prowl (Anastasia)

    Medeia
    Medeia

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    Lineage : Blessing Of The Fallen Angel
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    Posts : 1472
    Guild : Errings Rising (Ace)
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    Experience : 601,285

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lost Pharaoh's Curse God Slayer
    Second Magic: Medea's Fury God Slayer
    Third Magic: Fallen Angel Takeover

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    Post by Medeia 1st October 2021, 6:39 am

    Solemn Park. A name that seemed to be rather inappropriate in her view. There did not seem to be anything solemn about the lovely area at all and Medeia had quickly come to feel a certain fondness for the place. It was quite peaceful and quaint and as the purple eyed mage surveyed the park from her position among the trees, it was just the kind of place where she hoped that she would find some company. The Errings Rising Ace would admit that she was feeling rather lonesome, with her maid currently recovering from her injuries and her mentees out on their own missions. She could have simply lollygagged around the guildhall but that had never been her way. No, if she wanted some entertainment, she would go out and find it and fortunately for her, she had just the perfect disguise for such a scheme. Her magic gave her many abilities that she adored and this one in particular was one that was fairly new to her but one that she had come to swiftly love. The ability to polymorph had been a type of spell that she had only been able to cast on another for so long and yet after practicing for a great deal of time, she had finally mastered it herself.

    So there she was, a black furred house cat, laying on a branch of a tree and watching the park below her, violet eyes always on the lookout for someone to keep her occupied. She had been there for quite some time now and as of yet, no one had truly captured her attention, much to her frustration. Most of them seemed to be mages who were unaligned to anyone, which was fine with her but unfortunately, they were all blasted males. The witches' view of them was well known to anyone who knew her and the Ace’s tail lashed out in annoyance. Her fight with the Guildmaster of Fairy Tail was still in the back of her mind, a fight that she had won but had also only increased her hatred for the male gender as a whole. He had dared to not only interfere in her business but attack both herself and her maid. She was still enraged by the memories of the encounter and god help him if she came across him again. Soon enough, she would Magnolia and start abducting their lovely female members but for today, her motive was companionship, rather than vengeance.

    “Do no women visit this park?” She uttered to herself grumpily, her voice slightly more high pitched due to her cat form. “I come all this way and find myself watching a group of ego obsessed males with faces that only their mothers could love. Perhaps I should just level the place and look elsewhere…”

    For the moment though, she simply continued to quietly ramble to herself, hoping beyond hope for someone to catch her eye. It had been too long since she had last had someone new in her clutches and that was going to change.

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    Amaryllis
    Amaryllis

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    Lineage : Dragon Spirit
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    Guild : Rune Knights
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    Post by Amaryllis 12th October 2021, 3:00 pm

    If her eyes could've been any wider at that point, they would've been. That's how astonished Anastasia was when she'd first walked into the Talonia of this world-- unlike the ruins she remembered, this Talonia was still bustling with all kinds of people, all living their seemingly worriless, magical lives to the fullest. Even though she wasn't watching this moment through eyes of her own, but that of the other soul's vessel, it was still a sight to behold. One she couldn't help but gawk at like a tourist visiting for the first time. All she remembered from this particular town were the ruins of its once bustling glory back in her own world; now, seeing this entire city alive and overrun with people once more, she could hardly believe her eyes. If anything she'd become almost emotional at the very sight, actually staring at the infrastructure, its people, and the silly little things that made the city so unique; all as if she were but a foreign tourist. There was no danger here, no need to run and hide for potential threats hiding behind every corner… no, this peace she'd been thrown into was something she had to get used to again.

    So why was it that despite all this happiness she was feeling, the pure awe, she still felt extremely anxious? The people didn't pay her any mind, and still she was on edge, waiting for someone to turn on her. Anastasia huffed softly, rubbing her arms almost instinctively as she moved away from the crowds and towards what seemed to be a park of sorts. Her old body would've shown disfigured skin riddled with scars, but this one was pristine, untouched and pure… feeling it was just as strange and foreign as this world sometimes felt to the young woman. Swallowing a lump Anastasia wandered off further into the park, the buildings and overall rowdiness making way for the serenity and quiet of nature. It still took her a few more minutes of wandering before she fully started relaxing again, her shoulders slumping ever so softly as she stopped at a quaint little bench and sat down. The bench had been put against a rather large tree, which provided passersby and those seated upon the bench with the necessary shade whenever the sun was at its harshest, just like it was today.

    With a deep sigh Anastasia relaxed, allowing her host’s body to lean back, long chestnut hair cascading down far down her back. Her gaze wandered up, eyebrows raising in surprise as she noticed a black cat lounging on one of the branches above her, somehow eliciting a smile from the young woman as she closed her eyes for a moment. By the looks of it she wasn’t the only one seeking some peace and quiet…. though little did she know back then, how wrong she was..



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    Medeia
    Medeia

    Moderator- Main Account- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Demon Slayer- Dark Guild Ace- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- Jewel Grinder- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- I Have Friends...- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Idolize- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Over Achiever- Obligatory Beach Episode- Sticking Around- Loyal to the Bone- Taskmaster- Halloween job event participant - Rich- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Master [1000]- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- X-Mas Event Participant- Summer Special Participant- Have an Admin as a friend!- Player 
    Lineage : Blessing Of The Fallen Angel
    Position : None
    Posts : 1472
    Guild : Errings Rising (Ace)
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 601,285

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lost Pharaoh's Curse God Slayer
    Second Magic: Medea's Fury God Slayer
    Third Magic: Fallen Angel Takeover

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    Post by Medeia 14th October 2021, 10:20 am

    The eyes of the cat did not leave the woman and Medeia briefly stretched on the branch she was on, perfectly balancing herself upon it. Her waiting had finally paid off it seemed and the beautiful brunette below her was absolutely perfect for what she had in mind. She could sense magic coming from the woman but it did not seem to be all that potent. Perhaps she was new to the world of magic or something like that? A beginner starting out on her journey? Something that maybe Medeia would inquire about later, once the lovely lady was in her arms. There was not the slightest doubt in the angel’s mind about whether she should take her and after having been forced to wait for so long, the holy being was far more eager than usual. Her mind was already beginning to form some rather unangelic images and thoughts, ones that would probably make most people blush. She wanted this woman and Medeia had never been one to take no for an answer. The dark mage desired to explore every line, every curve and learn everything there was to know about the individual below her. Just what secrets did she have for Medeia to discover?

    Yet, despite her eagerness, she was willing to play around just a little with the brunette and it was that impulse that caused her to jump from the tree and land on the bench. Her landing was as agile as one would expect from a feline, poised perfectly on the back of the wooden piece of seating equipment, rather close to the woman’s relaxing form. As a friendly cat would, she would then hop down onto the seat itself, rubbing her head and body against the woman’s form, an incredibly lifelike purr emitting from her. There was very little to give away the fact that she was not a feline by nature and she did her utmost to keep the illusion going for as long as possible. Toying with her prey had always been a bad habit of hers and one that she always enjoyed. She was a patient hunter and had no real desire to jump straight to the capturing part just yet.

    Being so close now to the woman gave the witch a perfect glimpse of her and Medeia had to stop herself more than once from saying something. The brunette was gorgeous and the temptation to utter a flirty or perverse remark was strong but she was able to bat that impulse away and simply continued to amuse herself, attempting to lull the woman into a false sense of security. Oh, she could probably overpower her victim through force but that did not appeal to her and honestly, Medeia did not seek to truly harm the woman. Well, not at least she wanted to be harmed anyway. She had been with many in her time and some had been almost as lustful and perverse as she was. That was part of the appeal of all this for her. Everyone was different and no two captives were the same.

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    Amaryllis
    Amaryllis

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    Lineage : Dragon Spirit
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    Posts : 21
    Guild : Rune Knights
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    Post by Amaryllis 16th October 2021, 8:30 am

    A soft thud alerted her of something moving beside her, causing the brunette to slowly sneak a peek through half-lidded eyes. To her surprise the black cat that had been lounging on the branch above only moments ago had hopped down, seemingly having decided on keeping her company during her much-needed break. Another smile followed as she watched the elegant feline settle on the back of the wooden bench, perfectly balanced despite the reasonable height it had dropped from. Interested by the smooth-furred creature Anastasia straightened herself a bit, turning to face the black cat and watch it closely, secretly hoping the feline was domesticated enough for her to pet it. The way its fur gleamed and shone made her suspect the cat was all but feral; and seemingly used to humans being closeby, as it did not shy away from her. On the contrary.

    Much to the girl’s delight the feline started purring as it got closer to her, rubbing her head and body against her thigh. It wasn't hard to imagine how much she was glowing when the nimble thing graced her with attention for the sake of attention, rather than a bite out of her flesh like most life forms in her old world's reality would. She tried to pet it, caressing the soft black fur if she was allowed to, and actually looked at the cat with equal excitement and gentle adoration, eventually picking it up to place it on her lap. Anastasia had to keep herself from smooching her face into its fur in all her excitement and tried to feign composure for as long as she could. But in the end she was just a sucker for cute and soft things; cats even moreso.

    "Well aren't you a little cutie~" she cooed at the small creature on her lap, glancing at its bright clear eyes. It had a clever look to it, the same way one could notice the smarts of their pet in the way they looked at things, and for a moment she noticed the exact same in her gaze. Although it was silly to believe, Anya secretly hoped the feline understood her every word, so she'd at least have an innocent ear to listen to. She let out a soft breath, and smiled once more as she scratched behind the cat's ear. Silly thoughts from a silly girl, she deemed. "You know, little kitty, you're actually the first one to keep me company ever since I arrived in this world… kinda sad, don't you think?" she muttered softly as she kept on petting it, unaware of who exactly she was talking to. She was just grateful for the attention, not even realising she was craving it until she actually felt the loneliness seeping in. She'd been too busy staying out of people's way and shunning busy places, too afraid of her past. But this was not her old world; this was her vessel's world. Although it looked similar it had taken a different path than hers, and had yet to meet its dooming end.


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    Medeia
    Medeia

    Moderator- Main Account- Mythical- Gain An Artifact- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Custom Slayer- God Slayer- Demon Slayer- Dark Guild Ace- Z-Rank- Y-Rank- X-Rank- H-Rank- S-Rank- A-Rank- Wanderer- Jewel Grinder- Working Together- Forever Solo- Christian Minecraft Server- I Have Friends...- Teaming Up!- Limited Edition- Idolize- Unknown Powerhouse- Unknown Legend- Achiever- Expert Achiever- Over Achiever- Obligatory Beach Episode- Sticking Around- Loyal to the Bone- Taskmaster- Halloween job event participant - Rich- Veteran Level 2- Veteran Level 1- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Obtain A Secondary Magic!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Tertiary Magic- Master [1000]- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- X-Mas Event Participant- Summer Special Participant- Have an Admin as a friend!- Player 
    Lineage : Blessing Of The Fallen Angel
    Position : None
    Posts : 1472
    Guild : Errings Rising (Ace)
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 601,285

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Lost Pharaoh's Curse God Slayer
    Second Magic: Medea's Fury God Slayer
    Third Magic: Fallen Angel Takeover

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    Post by Medeia 16th October 2021, 2:11 pm

    The dark mage made no effort to prevent the woman from petting or moving and her and Medeia simply reacted as a friendly feline would. She purred continuously, rubbing her head against the woman’s hand whenever she got the chance to, playing her role to the best of her ability. In a way, it felt rather strange for her to be the one receiving affection rather than giving it and if she were in her human state then there would have been little chance of that happening. Still, for the moment at least, she was quite happy to remain in the girl’s lap, meowing with pleasure at the attention that she was being given. It was quite nice if she was honest and a part of her wondered if perhaps her transformation magic was having an effect on her personality. She had not honestly used it all that much and to say that she had truly mastered it would be a slight lie. Medeia was unsure of how long she could keep her feline form active for but what she was certain of was that it was bound to be long enough to achieve her aims here.

    The woman’s words were rather depressing to hear and the holy being could understand the sentiment. Loneliness was a constant companion of hers and that was probably more than anything the reason why she took part in these games of hers. The life of an angel was long, perhaps too long and Medeia knew that she could no doubt outlive those that she cared about. She had come to terms with it by now of course and had taken the view to make the most of the time she had with those she cared for but during those times alone, the loneliness did return.

    Not only that but she was rather intrigued by what the lovely woman said regarding being new to Earthland. Just where had she come from and why? Her curiosity began to churn even more inside her black furred form and although she managed once more to prevent herself from blowing her cover. She was taking a liking to this woman incredibly quickly, as the dark mage tended to and the desire to simply jump to the next part of the game was becoming harder to deny but for just a little while longer, Medeia would act as a cat would.

    As she was stroked behind the ear, the cat purred deeply, her paws briefly flexing with delight at the sensation. It felt amazing and for a moment or two, she almost lost her composure but once the phenomenal fussing came to an end, the witch would lick the woman’s hand, her tongue rather rough. Her eyes would brightly look at the woman, head tilting to the side, giving the impression that she was listening to every word that was being said.

    She could not help but smile inwardly about what was to come and the angel was looking forward to returning the affection although whether the woman would think of it as such was hard to tell. To each their own.

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