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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 10 2008, 04:30 PM Post #1 |
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What an awful day! The only comfort left would be to go to bed. It was about seven at night and Rizel was cold, frustrated, and tired. She had so little to wear in this stupid new body of hers. Then again, she also loved her new body. Yet as she ran through the dorms front door she left it there and ran into her bedroom. Pulling off her make shift outfit she pulled her bed sheet around her body and crumbled to the bed. Then it hit her that she’d left the door open. Jumping up, still gripping the sheet over her body. “Spot?!” She didn’t like that name but it was what she thought of first. Did he leave the dorm? She shut the door figuring he’d still be in there. Turning around she called his name out again. After sighing she stepped into the kitchen, got a drink and returned to her room. In the full length mirror she looked at herself. Now she stood at a height of five feet six inches, as she looked at herself she felt like a giant. Bowing her head she frowned. Looking down she saw the new curves of her body, which absolutely intrigued her. How did a skinny little girl grow up to look like this, in less than a second? She fell back on her bed, the sheet material hugging to her body, and her arms raised above her head. A long sigh escaped her as she stared at the ceiling. |
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| Medivh | Jul 10 2008, 05:06 PM Post #2 |
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"You rang?" Came a deep voice, a silver fox leisurely stalking out from under the bed and hopping onto it next to Rizel. But wait....why was a creature such as this lounging under the bed? It was certainly a bit odd. The truth was that it was summer in Japan. and summer meant heat and humidity. This, combined with the fact that neither Rizel nor Kysse had left the air-conditioning on, surmounted to an environmental status that was NOT good for anyone with fur. Fortunately for the silver fuzzball, his small size afforded him a new and interesting wealth of hidey-holes. Like the linen-closet in the bathroom which had a heating vent running through it, resulting in not only warm and toasty towels for the girls, but a warm and soft napping place for 'spot' in the colder times. Likewise, he'd discovered that under the beds and other furniture was handy, as not only did the rules of thermodynamics cause the floor to be a cooler area, the shade generated by the bed made even the hottest day bearable....now, the fox mused, if only he could get Rizel to put his food and water bowls underneath the bed..... "and please don't call me 'spot'" the fox scolded, settling next to his mistress. "If you must call me something, call me Hibiki." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 10 2008, 05:31 PM Post #3 |
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That could be sexual.
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“Hi... Hibiki?” Rizel nodded and pulled herself up into a kneeling position. Before he could object, the former little girl hugged him around the neck gently. She also scratched him gently behind the ears. Pulling away she relaxed into a slumped position. Her hand still rested on the foxes head and she rubbed it around. When she pulled away her eyes glittered with tears that hadn’t yet fallen. “I’m stuck. I want to go back to being me. I don’t even have any clothes.” Yes, she was whining, but she was still a thirteen year old girl at heart, the only thing that had changed was her body. Whenever Rizel was in her room she felt no need to hide her wings. With ease she slid her bracelet off and set it on her night stand. Two wings fluttered out of her back and she didn’t pay them any mind. Yet they too were different, the wing span broadened and the color was darker than before. Seeing this in the mirror she sighed once again. Adjusting the blanket around herself more as it layered out unevenly, she again spoke to Hibiki. “Are you hungry or thirsty?” |
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| Medivh | Jul 10 2008, 05:49 PM Post #4 |
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"Not at this particular moment." Hibiki replied, noting her changes, yet he didn't seem very surprised by it. He was actually rather hungry, but at this moment he felt a certain need to shift aside his own needs. Having an instinct, like many animals do, that tells him when to stop paying attention to himself, and to pay attention to his owner.... "Forgive the cliche, but the thing that defines you is on the inside." Hibiki remarked, crawling into her lap and looking up at her. The scantily-clad part was nice encouragement to do so, yet there was no pillow-fighting. Why must there be one but not the other?! He enjoyed the giggling and bouncing of hot chicks pillow-fighting! yessss....the bouncing....always so nice. Ahem...moving away from bouncy bits... "Though what, may I ask, caused this sudden growth-spurt?" Hibiki continued. "Furthermore, wouldn't you be able to borrow some of Kysse's clothes until you got more of your own?" |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 10 2008, 06:15 PM Post #5 |
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That could be sexual.
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Why didn’t Rizel think to ask Kysse? Then again she didn’t want to ruin anything Kysse owned. At his first question she sort of faltered. Having him there was nice, she had someone to talk to. “Um... Well, I went roller blading, then I fell, and then someone touched me and told me something like, “this should be fun.” Or something and I sort of… grew.” She pouted as the last words escaped her. That face was just as cute as before, only now it was more defined, like the rest of her body. The pout disappeared as she began scratching him behind the ear. Kysse wasn’t home, but calling her would be better than just taking. Then again Kysse had so many clothes. Rizel reached back for the night stand to pick the phone off of the receiver. The number used to reach Kysse was memorized by the little girl. After dialing it rang and Kysse picked up. It was a short conversation but when it was over Kysse agreed to let Rizel borrow some clothes, though Rizels story was a bit farfetched. “She said yes! Come on, let’s go pick out an outfit.” Rizel waited for Hibiki to get up before she rushed off to Kysse’s room. There was so much to choose from but Rizel began looking for pajama pants and a tank top, that’s all she really needed for now, or maybe some jeans and a plain t-shirt. |
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| Medivh | Jul 10 2008, 07:00 PM Post #6 |
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Trotting along behind Rizel, Hibiki digested this newest information. What an odd thing to happen....normally the universe was fond of grand designs and theatrics. People didn't simply change so drastically just because it might be fun. Or did they? Perhaps there was some evil, evil person who got their kicks from doing things like this to people like Rizel. Anything was possible, after all... Hibiki jumped lightly onto Kysse's bed and settled himself, watching Rizel go through the clothes, picking out things. Silly humans and their notions of modesty. He didn't need clothes. But then again he had fur, so he supposed there was a difference. Still, judging by the amount of actual cloth on some of Kysse's clothes, Hibiki figured that it wouldn't be long before humans accepted and were used to being in the buff. Everything fashionable just kept getting skimpier, after all. "You might want to make sure you have underwear for the most part. Wearing the same outfit two or three times is fine, wearing the same bra and whatnot might be a bit....uncomfortable." Hibiki noted, lazing on the bed, feeling good after the ear-scratching and other affecting he'd received. "A pair of shorts might do you some good too. This being summer and all." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 10 2008, 07:34 PM Post #7 |
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That could be sexual.
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“Bra?” Rizel’s eyes widened and she felt heat rise into her cheeks. No way could she wear anything like that of Kysses. Wait… why did her pet know what that was? She rushed around and looked for things with tags still on them. Kysse’s clothes were very organized, but she also went shopping all the time. Somehow Rizel found an unworn set of panties and a bra. Timidly she looked over her shoulder at Hibiki. He may be an animal but he could talk which made her think he wasn’t just some dumb animal. “Don’t look.” With out much warning she dropped the sheet and tugged on the bra and underwear. For the most part her wings hid her body, though her figure could still be seen behind them. After she was semi-clothed she ran back to the drawers and pulled on a pair of shorts and a tank top. She even noticed that she didn’t really fit in the bra and under clothes. Kysse was still taller than Rizel, and the bra fit around her but the cup size seemed small, but Rizel’s body was now older than Kysse’s. How frustrating. Turning around Rizel put her hands on her hips. It was as if she were awaiting approval for him. Without consent she knelt down with her face near his. “My problem’s solved, for now, did you want anything Hibiki?” |
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| Medivh | Jul 11 2008, 08:50 AM Post #8 |
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HIbiki turned away obidently as Rizel dropped the sheet. He wasn't exactly disappointed. He knew the moment he started talking to her he'd end up with moments like this for awhile until she got comfortable with him. Which was understandable. "Well, the one thing I could actually use is some food." Hibiki remarked, turning back around and jumping down from the bed. Looking up at her, he realized that Eeth really had missed out. She'd filled out quite nicely. Though heaven forbid the poor girl should run into the British Bastard again. He'd be on her like K-Y on....well, you get the idea. Trotting on into the kitchen area, Hibiki looked around, settling himself on the floor. It had suddenly occurred to him that she probably didn't know what foxes ate. Nor would she likely simply give him human food. True, he didn't exactly need either one, but it was good to keep up appearances. He only hoped, probably, he noted, in vain, that she wouldn't give him something to result in his comical humiliation..... |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 14 2008, 12:01 PM Post #9 |
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That could be sexual.
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As he led the way to the kitchen, she followed. Wait, what did he normally eat? Leftovers would be alright wouldn’t they? She filtered through the kitchen cabinets and fridge, but that didn’t mean she knew. The little Siren started to hum as she pulled out a container filled with meatloaf. Of course this was well made and still good, but with Kysse leaving, and Rizel not wanting to eat it, made Hibiki would. At the same time Rizel put a tea kettle on the stove. “Is this ok?” She set the open container on the tile in front of him then returned to a cabinet to get herself a mug and a tea bag. Even though it was a warmer day it was cold in the dorm and Rizel just wanted the relaxation that came with a cup of tea and maybe a good book with some crunchy star chocolates. It didn’t take too long for the water to get hot so before it did she put honey in the bottom of her mug and plopped the spoon in it too. The kettle would have started whistling but Rizel took it off the stove before and poured the hot water into her mug. After setting the kettle aside and turning off the stove she walked toward Hibiki and sat on a chair near him. She was still a little curious about her little friend. He talking wasn’t too surprising at a school like this, but it would leave an impression on her. Maybe he was some sort of super fox; the thought was laughed at, internally, and sub-sided. Maybe he would tell her some day. |
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| Medivh | Jul 14 2008, 03:36 PM Post #10 |
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"It's just fine, actually." Hibiki replied, promptly burying his muzzle in the bowl and munching down the food. It wasn't exactly his favorite food, but it would certainly do. He was only part-way through the bowl of meat-loaf when he looked up and blinked, eyeing the door. For a moment he could have sworn there was a spiritual presence on the other side of the door. It worried him for a second, as he wondered if the person was one of the people who didn't exactly want him around and breathing. Then he thought back...to the moment that he felt the spirit-energy appear and then disappear. It felt familiar, almost as if.... "Rizel," Jiraiya remarked, looking up at her. "Would you be so kind as to get the door? I believe someone's left a note for us." It wasn't a guess, really. There was indeed a blood-red envelope sitting neatly outside the dorm-room door, bearing only one name on it's front: 'Hibiki'.... |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 14 2008, 04:37 PM Post #11 |
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As Hibiki ate Rizel drank her tea. Unlike him, she was unaware of the presence and continued to relax more. When he addressed her and asked her to check the door she looked at him. After tilting her head, as if to question him, she stood up and skipped toward the door. The letter was certainly there. But how had Hibiki known? As she picked it up she saw his name on it. So this proved that he could talk and perhaps read as well? The letter felt heavy in her hand but she shut the door and brought the envelope to him. She knelt down by him; maybe he’d want her to open it. At first she began to hold it out to him. She really didn’t know what to do with it and it wasn’t addressed to her. “Um, it’s for you Hibiki.” |
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| Medivh | Jul 14 2008, 06:54 PM Post #12 |
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"Yes, I surmised as much..." Hibiki replied, settling himself in front of her and looking up at the letter. It was odd that he'd receive a message now. He would have thought that he would get one sooner than this. Blasted politics. "Red, eh? What do they have to say that's so urgent...?" Hibiki mused. "Well, I guess there's only one way to find out..." and without further ado, Hibiki promptly spit out a small fireball. Yet it wasn't a normal fireball. It moved slowly, lazily wafting it's way through the air currents to the envelope. Furthermore it was white and light blue, as opposed to a regular flame's orange. It hit the crimson-colored paper of the envelope and ignited, the entire envelope burning into nothingness before the ashes could even touch the floor. As the flame passed over Rizel's fingers, however, it wouldn't burn her, only feel vaguely warm, like holding a perfectly-cooled cup of coffee. If Rizel found this odd, then what happened next would make her feel even more bewildered, for as the letter burned, Kakatana, the traditional symbols of Japanese writing, appeared, floating in the air, displaying the message that was presumably written inside the envelope..... Jiraiya, It pleases us to hear that you are alive. We thought the worst after the battle in the place we now call Domino Town. Our people reported seeing you recently, as well as feeling your diminished essence. Seeing as we have matters to discuss with you, your presence is requested at Kenjou as soon as possible, where you will be able to rest and recover your abilities. You may bring your human....owner....along as well. Signed, the Council of Six Hibiki merely sat there, looking at the letters as they floated in air for a bit before dissolving into nothingness. All this time. It had taken them all this time to realize he was alive. All those people they had running around Domino... "Well...the Elders want me to return, huh?" Hibiki mused. "and here I was thinking I was the last of our kind. I was all prepared to have a nice normal life....bah....But then again passing up a day of getting primped and pampered would be idiotic to say the least...." "Would you go with me, then, Rizel?" Hibiki asked, looking up at the girl. "For you it'd basically be like a day at the best spa in the world. Plus we could probably fit some time in to check out the Merchants' selection on clothes." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 15 2008, 12:46 AM Post #13 |
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The look on Rizel’s face reflected a childlike wonderment rather than fear or shock. The flame emitted from her pet didn’t harm her; instead it burnt up the red envelope. Rizel knew Japanese very well and knew that the name which the letter was addressed to did not say Hibiki. Even though she read it she could not understand it. She didn’t even know anything about Domino City. Even as he spoke things didn’t make sense. Yet when he requested her presence she agreed to go. After all he was one of her only friends at the moment. Not only that but a spa and shopping spree would be heaven for a girl who was currently unhappy with her body and unable to find any clothing. Did she have to get ready to go then? She wasn’t even sure where they were going. In her mind she figured they would be going down town or something. Then again maybe there was something Hibiki just wasn’t telling her? Would it be rude to ask or would he simply tell her inn due time? For the time she just sat there gazing at where the letters had been. |
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| Medivh | Jul 16 2008, 07:50 PM Post #14 |
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"Well, if we're going to go, best to get going now." Hibiki remarked. "but..." He looked up at Rizel. He knew she was going to tag along on this, and thus she'd learn quite a bit about the creature she'd taken as a 'pet'. He wondered vaguely about how what she would see would affect her. There was really one thing he wanted to wait with until he felt the moment was right, and that was revealing his usual shape. Thus far he liked their relationship as pet and owner, a fact which he had found odd at first. Then he realized that it was a simple relationship, not fraught with games and emotions. Just the love, albeit sometimes tough, of an owner for an animal. Still, however, he had to admit that she was....nice. and more than just friendly. Had he met her at a bar or somewhere he would have most likely proceeded immediately to hitting on her. He did lack a mate in his life, after all. But as it was, their current relationship made things....different. They'd only been together a short time, each one still getting used to the other. Perhaps this oddity was a good thing....time alone would tell. "You're probably going to be seeing some odd things." he continued, making sure to look at her again. "and you'll be learning quite a bit about me. The one thing I'd like you to remember is that I became your pet willingly. I like the idea of living a quiet life here with you and Kysse. If it was up to me, I would. But right now I'm not the only one who has an opinion on things. Just remember that I do like things the way they are, and I wouldn't want things to change for the worse because of this...." With that, Hibiki stood up, sauntering over to the door casually, staring at it for a moment before looking over at her. "Now," he said. "If you'd be so kind as to open the door, we can get going. I'd do it myself but..." he seemed to grin wryly as he put up a paw. "lack of thumbs, you know." |
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| -AmazedisGrace- | Jul 21 2008, 12:44 AM Post #15 |
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Without much time to get herself ready she simply followed after Hibiki. On the way to the door she grabbed her girly little back pack and slid it on. It was a tight fit and it aided in pushing out her breasts, which wasn’t a goal. She skipped forward to the door and opened it for her pet. His words replayed in her mind and she was fully aware that whatever was about to happen could change the way she felt about her little silver fox. The thing was, neither of them wanted it to change. Onward she went, walking toward the elevator to lead the way out of the dorm building. From then on he would have to lead the way. She didn’t know her way around town so she would have to rely on him completely. ((Continue elsewhere?)) |
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