Ciel POV.
Mel has been jouer la comédie strange lately... Its odd, she's been, too clingy. She hasn't let go of me for two days. I'm starting to think she's permanently attached. This is where other people come handy, to pry Mel off of you. She had her legs wrapped around my waist, and she started crying whenever I managed to pry her off. And I can't stand to see her cry! Mel sneezed, still sick. She rubbed her nose, then wrapped her arms back around my neck. I don't have a problem holding Mel, but when she's stuck to toi everywhere toi go, its kinda annoying. I stood up, and walked out the front door. Walking, walking, walking, I'll skip to the part I get to the Cave, just for you.
I walked in zeta, Mel still clinging to me. Dang it! No one here! I sat on the couch. Mel let out a "mew" and rubbed her cheek on my shoulder. Fang came in zeta.
"Help. Me." I said, looking at Fang. He came over and plopped onto the couch.
"She seems plus attached to toi than me." He said.
"She needs to let go!" I flailed my arms about. Fang grabbed Mel.
"Mel, its time to let go of Ciel." Fang said, starting to pull.
"MEW!" She clung. Oh boy.
"Gyah! Mel! Let! Go!" Fang a dit putting his boots on my chest, and pulling. Mel still clung.
"Mew!" Mel let go, sending Fang and herself flying into a wall. "FREEDOM!" I shouted, jumping off the canapé and running out zeta like Hell.
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And again. Somehow, Mel had deemed Fang unworthy of her cling, and returned to me. This was going to be a long week. I patted Mel's head. I don't know why she's being to clingy. She wont say anything other than "mew" and "nyah", which is annoying. I hope she's just on her period. I rubbed my temples, I was getting tired of her clinging. I walked into the kitchen. Mel rubbed her cheek on my chest and "mew"ed. That was adorable. But, still, she needed to stop clinging. This was bad, very bad. Mel hadn't let go. Maybe she was attached, permanently. Oh crap. I pried Mel off myself and set her on the counter. She started crying. This made me freak out, Mel doesn't normally cry. I grabbed a pillow, and gave it to her. She cuddled it tightly. What was wrong with this girl!?
Okay okay its short, shut your face.
Mel has been jouer la comédie strange lately... Its odd, she's been, too clingy. She hasn't let go of me for two days. I'm starting to think she's permanently attached. This is where other people come handy, to pry Mel off of you. She had her legs wrapped around my waist, and she started crying whenever I managed to pry her off. And I can't stand to see her cry! Mel sneezed, still sick. She rubbed her nose, then wrapped her arms back around my neck. I don't have a problem holding Mel, but when she's stuck to toi everywhere toi go, its kinda annoying. I stood up, and walked out the front door. Walking, walking, walking, I'll skip to the part I get to the Cave, just for you.
I walked in zeta, Mel still clinging to me. Dang it! No one here! I sat on the couch. Mel let out a "mew" and rubbed her cheek on my shoulder. Fang came in zeta.
"Help. Me." I said, looking at Fang. He came over and plopped onto the couch.
"She seems plus attached to toi than me." He said.
"She needs to let go!" I flailed my arms about. Fang grabbed Mel.
"Mel, its time to let go of Ciel." Fang said, starting to pull.
"MEW!" She clung. Oh boy.
"Gyah! Mel! Let! Go!" Fang a dit putting his boots on my chest, and pulling. Mel still clung.
"Mew!" Mel let go, sending Fang and herself flying into a wall. "FREEDOM!" I shouted, jumping off the canapé and running out zeta like Hell.
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And again. Somehow, Mel had deemed Fang unworthy of her cling, and returned to me. This was going to be a long week. I patted Mel's head. I don't know why she's being to clingy. She wont say anything other than "mew" and "nyah", which is annoying. I hope she's just on her period. I rubbed my temples, I was getting tired of her clinging. I walked into the kitchen. Mel rubbed her cheek on my chest and "mew"ed. That was adorable. But, still, she needed to stop clinging. This was bad, very bad. Mel hadn't let go. Maybe she was attached, permanently. Oh crap. I pried Mel off myself and set her on the counter. She started crying. This made me freak out, Mel doesn't normally cry. I grabbed a pillow, and gave it to her. She cuddled it tightly. What was wrong with this girl!?
Okay okay its short, shut your face.
Hair: White
Eyes: Red((Im facinated with Red eyes ok!?))
Skin: Covered in white scales
Height: 6'5
Weight: 115
Race: Dragon/humaniod
Powers/Skills: Can morph into a dragon, but only when is very needed. Breaths fire((Yeah, yeah I know there are many firecasters, but this is a basic dragon atribute)). Skilled with bows and melle wepons.
Weapons: Fond of a sword but makes weapons out of anything she can.
History: Xiuhcoatl has grown up with dragons. She has never seen another human. She has fended off enemies of her homeland, she speaks a forign launguage not known to humans. She has been very isolated her whole life, and now she is traveling to find a accueil for the Dragons. Their accueil was invaded and taken over par enemies.
Personality: Curious. Many things fasinate her because she has grown up in a valley without technology.
Age: 14
Hair: Light brown
Eyes: Saphire Blue
Height: 6'0
Weight: 115lbs
Powers: Phasing, invisiblity, water bending(freezing, shaping, moving, evap, ect).
Weapons: Swords, and the occasional mace.
History: Austyn lived in a happy family in France, until they turned on him. He had to run away, they found him begging for spare change in the streets. They took him accueil and beat him to teach him a lesson. He moved to america, he got a job, and learned little english. His family is still looking for him. In the wrong place.
Personality: Austyn is pretty open and nice. He knows when to be serious. When he sees someone down ou upset, he would go over there and poke them, ou hug them. He likes everyone to be happy and together. Quiet when it comes to fighting ou family.
S'tume: Leather veste and white tanktop underneath. Black-washed jeans.