A Very Beautiful Girl

[Kether]

"right so.. what now?"

[Maiden Miki]

While he speaks, Don's voice rapidly rises in pitch..but it feels less to him like it is changing, and more like the deeper voice from earlier wasn't quite natural. His stomach shrinks and pulls inward on the next 'nya', and his shirt pulls tighter against it at the same time. More blue forms above his waist and up around his shoulders, and a hole opens up between the collar and front of his shirt, starting to pull itself down.

"Oh, it's my weapon, not for you silly! You wouldn't be able to pull off any of the mad tricks with it for a long long time, and we've got a dragon to beat!" The idea of using weapons starts to feel..more foreign to him, for some reason. Doesn't he fight using something else? But he can't quite put his finger on what yet.

"Then why did you brought it up? You made it sound as if it was mines. Though I am curious. Nya," said Don as he was thinking about such a weapon. Still, his mind couldn't really wrap around the use of a weapon. He knew he used something to fight with but wasn't sure. Still, Don didn't even think about his voice. "That weapon you mention...Sounds as if it would be interesting. Nya~"

Don moves around a bit to rid of an uncomfortable feeling due to his clothes. Uncomfortable wasn't the correct word though. It was more like different form what he was use to.

"Yes...The dragon. Nya~ We mustn't forget about that. Well, I wouldn't need training. I am quite skilled as it is. Nya," said Don as he was back to sounding quite confident in his higher pitched voice. "Still, forgive me for earlier for assuming that it was for myself. I didn't know that you wielded a weapon of such power. I wouldn't have guessed that from a lovely and beautiful women as yourself. Nya~"

[Whatevr89532]

Somehow, while gazing at the beautiful girl like a lovesick schoolchild, Elliot found at least part of her concentration wandering enough to grow curious about the feather wings on her back. She glanced over one shoulder, and with a flutter, stretched them out as far as they would go. Her bottom lip was pinched between her front teeth, and she arched herself forward slightly, and then the wings lifted, before beating downwards, causing a firm gust to rush around the legs of those standing nearby as Elliot was pushed upwards.

Some kind of instinct took over, her wings flapping in a steady motion to keep her hovering about six feet in the air, just over the heads of the group, her skinny legs dangling down. Hearing the girl mention heading inside out of the heat however, her gaze snapped over to the pair, and she drifted closer, angling her body again so the draft from her feathered wings was blowing directly onto the beautiful girl and Kether.

"Is that better?", she asked with a smile, seemingly utterly oblivious to the fact she was more than likely giving all those on the ground a peek at her panties.

"That's really neat!" The girl looks up, and then blushes and looks back down at the ground again. "But um, I'm not so sure a skirt is the best thing for flying around.."

"Then why did you brought it up? You made it sound as if it was mines. Though I am curious. Nya," said Don as he was thinking about such a weapon. Still, his mind couldn't really wrap around the use of a weapon. He knew he used something to fight with but wasn't sure. Still, Don didn't even think about his voice. "That weapon you mention...Sounds as if it would be interesting. Nya~"

Don moves around a bit to rid of an uncomfortable feeling due to his clothes. Uncomfortable wasn't the correct word though. It was more like different form what he was use to.

"Yes...The dragon. Nya~ We mustn't forget about that. Well, I wouldn't need training. I am quite skilled as it is. Nya," said Don as he was back to sounding quite confident in his higher pitched voice. "Still, forgive me for earlier for assuming that it was for myself. I didn't know that you wielded a weapon of such power. I wouldn't have guessed that from a lovely and beautiful women as yourself. Nya~"

At Don's next couple of nyas, his sword dissipates and another red ribbon appears tied around his collar, and he starts to..well, it feels like remembering..what it was that he is skilled at rather than wield weapons. Of course, he is an illusionist! Able to create a number of incredibly convincing images and sounds, though nothing with any physical substance to it. His eyes turn bright yellow as this knowledge comes to him.

Nothing seems to happen with the next couple of nyas, but something about complimenting the girl seems natural to Don..almost like..there is an admiration there. A desire to follow her everywhere and do what he can to help her out. "It's okay," says the girl, "but I brought it up because my old one is gone and I needed to find a new one, somewhere around here, is all."

Danny lets loose a sight sigh of relief as his underwear reshapes itself. It had to be that... there was no other option that he was willing to consider. As for the gorgous girl in front of him, he slowly nods, thinking about it. Could he... he should be able to cast those spells... shouldn't he? But he sure doesn't know any... "That... that sure sounds right, but I don't know..." He eyes his staff, almost anticipatingly.

"It's okay, there's no need to be modest. I mean, I guess humility is one of those virtue things but you don't have to go as far as lying, right?" The more Danny tries to recall spells, the closer they seem to be to his mind. It's as if a torrent of information is waiting just behind some kind of dam in his mind, trying to push its way through.
Of course, that's what the staff is for: channeling those spells. It makes some more powerful, while others simply require an instrument of its caliber to cast at all. Meanwhile, his hair turns a bright white and spills down his shoulders, to about waist-length in the back, and his eyes glow briefly (though this isn't quite visible to him) and turn a brilliant light blue shade, matching the dress a little better.

Yeah, sure... *Ookalf gives the woman a faint smile and, still sniffing the air a bit, leads the way toward the store.*

Pausing for a moment, Chris hmms a little, thinking to herself. "You have a good point there..." She says, pausing once again in thought, before looking back to the girl. "Well, either way, you can count me in."

"right so.. what now?"

"Uh..this way then!" The girl follows Ookalf's lead into the store, whose owner seems at least slightly concerned about the assortment of people outside and possibly being led into his place of business. From inside the store, Ookalf finds the smell is coming directly from..a bunch of individually-sold pencils? And if she goes and inspects it even closer, it seems the scent is coming from one of those pencils in particular, though it looks exactly like all the others.

((Shouldn't be but about one more of my posts and we'll be able to get started on the adventure proper. The not-yet-fully changed can finish up during transit or shortly thereafter.))

[Ookalf]

"Uh..this way then!" The girl follows Ookalf's lead into the store, whose owner seems at least slightly concerned about the assortment of people outside and possibly being led into his place of business. From inside the store, Ookalf finds the smell is coming directly from..a bunch of individually-sold pencils? And if she goes and inspects it even closer, it seems the scent is coming from one of those pencils in particular, though it looks exactly like all the others.

Hrm... *Still sniffing the air, Ookalf walks right past the salesperson and toward the pencils. After taking a moment to sniff out which pencil in particular the smell seems to be coming from, she carefully lifts it up and holds it out for the pretty girl to see.* Is this your... Juju-thingy?

[Marky]

"Uh..this way then!" The girl follows Ookalf's lead into the store, whose owner seems at least slightly concerned about the assortment of people outside and possibly being led into his place of business. From inside the store, Ookalf finds the smell is coming directly from..a bunch of individually-sold pencils? And if she goes and inspects it even closer, it seems the scent is coming from one of those pencils in particular, though it looks exactly like all the others.

Blinking for a moment, Chris slowly follows the girl and Ookalf into the store. "May I ask why we are heading into here?" Asks Chris, a bit confused and not really having paid attention to the conversation between the girl and Ookalf.

[Harri-chan]

Elliot went bright red, and her wings folded across her back, causing her to fall back down to the ground, but she still made the landing look graceful with a bend of her knees to cushion the impact. Her hands immediately went to the short blue skirt, grasping the edge and tugging it downward slightly, "Ohmygod... I'm sorry", she blurted.

As she saw part of the group was now following Oakalf, and this included the beautiful girl, she turned and hurried to keep up. Her nose twitched again as they entered into the store, but she couldn't detect anything odd, which led to her feeling slightly jealous of how useful Oakalf was currently being to the beautiful girl.

[Maiden Miki]

At Don's next couple of nyas, his sword dissipates and another red ribbon appears tied around his collar, and he starts to..well, it feels like remembering..what it was that he is skilled at rather than wield weapons. Of course, he is an illusionist! Able to create a number of incredibly convincing images and sounds, though nothing with any physical substance to it. His eyes turn bright yellow as this knowledge comes to him.

Nothing seems to happen with the next couple of nyas, but something about complimenting the girl seems natural to Don..almost like..there is an admiration there. A desire to follow her everywhere and do what he can to help her out. "It's okay," says the girl, "but I brought it up because my old one is gone and I needed to find a new one, somewhere around here, is all."

"A new one? What happen to your old one? Did you lose it? Nya?" said Don as he puts his hands to his hips. He then blinked a few times which caused his eyes to change to yellow but notice that his sword was gone. He was going to say something but remember something about making illusions. He then stared at the girl and admire her for a bit longer.

"A new one? Let me help you find one? I would like to! Nya!" said Don who was eager to help the girl. He got a bit closer and then said, "It be good so that way I can be of greater help to you."