Author Topic: Formless; like water.. Eyes; like a cat... (Read 1177 times)

Pandora · « **Reply #5 on:** August 08, 2014, 06:16:01 pm »

Elysium tonight. Mons Ignis today. But before that, the office building on the other side of the city. Michonne's schedule was full tonight. She strapped into her Earthcrawler; the giant hunk of metal that could speed past 90% of the cars in this city, revved to life and peeled out, smoke brewing behind it. Her breath caught as she waited for the open point, the c-section in the borders to part and let her onto the street above. When it finally did, she smirked. Pushing the pedal to the metal, she crawled farther toward the building. As her vehicle neared it, she made a right turn, and pushed on away from her mark. She would have to be hidden elsewhere. Coming to a halt in an underground garage, Michonne killed the engine and crawled out. She'd have to make this quick.

Up the stairs, she slinked along, attempting to avoid any unwanted attention. On the roof, she pulled a gun and aimed it across a string of rooftops. Vwoosh. Sailing through the sky, the hook finally met it's match a good 84 yards away. With a tug, she found her ground. Seconds later, she too sailed through the air. Barreling towards the mirror-paneled building, Her body collided much harder than she would have liked. Steadying herself, she made use of the materializer she'd been lent. It attached itself to the window, making the space transparent enough that Michonne could slip in. Once inside the file room, where thankfully not a soul had heard, she pulled the materializer and her zipline in with her. Immediately, she stripped out of the leather suit she'd been clad in to sneak in. Underneath was the typical attire she needed to fit in here.

Rushing the file drawer, she pulled it open and pressed through the holodisks. Finally, she found the one that she required. Downloading it onto her cortex, she slipped out of the room, the rest of her belongings quietly hidden on her. Out in the open, she hoped that no one would recognize she was out of place among the others that belonged in the office buildings. She went unnoticed. Until the stairs, at the very least. What seemed to be the only guard to have seen her trailed her down halfway. Luckily, he didn't make a sound. One swift kick and an uppercut was all it took to knock him out. She was faster, and stronger. She kept up, lest anyone else find out that she didn't belong, and they alarm the entire building. She made her way out and onto the street. She passed two women, one of which, caught her eye. She stole a glance at her as the other entered the building. There was something about her. Those eyes, maybe. She sensed there was something off. But, Michonne also now felt uncomfortable in her own, usual slinky attire. And in her own skin. She couldn't put her finger on it, but she felt as if she'd seen this woman before. There was no time to wonder. From within the building, she heard the sound of an alarm. It was time to go. But not before she figured out where this woman was headed. She slipped into the crowds of Clayr, back to the Earthcrawler. Out into the street she went, catching up with the car, not so aesthetically different from hers. She would trail her as long as she could.

Anika Daman · « **Reply #4 on:** July 24, 2014, 05:21:34 pm »

Ryllae was met with the usual morning greetings, with the addition of a few stares of uncertainty. It wasn't until she reached her private office that she understood why. The sharp outlines of her cheeks were partially visible, outlining a very inhuman bone structure. "Well, hell," she muttered under her breath. Thankfully, she had make-up in her desk for such an occasion, though this was the first instance it was needed. Ryllae did not want to give herself up yet, not when she had just received such a generous promotion.

However, 'Tasha' was nagging at the back of her mind. The two knew each other, had had a few drinks once or twice; but Tasha's demeanor seemed a bit off to her. Tasha would have been the first to apologize when they had collided, and not the other way around. Also, the distinctive green eyes were too intense to be fake. Ryllae could remember reading scrolls and tomes, back in her home village, of creatures that held such uncanny and fathomless green eyes; creatures capable of a natural gift for them, shifting.

Stepping from her office, she headed towards the exit in an attempt to catch up with the Tasha imposter. Each step she made, a word slipped silently from her lips, words to an elvish incantation used for tracking. ("Reveal the path, outline the journey, bring me to the one I seek.) The magic required was minimal, but zapped her of a bit of her energy.

Olivia Min · « **Reply #3 on:** July 24, 2014, 05:06:34 pm »

Everything was going fine and all things were on point. 'Tasha' was checking her purse for the keys to the duplicate car that was supplied to her by the 'Doctor' in order to fit in well; they had thought of everything! The objective was complete, all she had to do was escape and make it back to the station with the goods and a treat shall be hers. Maybe a day outside of the cages that kept them imprisoned. Maybe her freedom would finally be granted to her. Maybe... 'oof.' In the midst of contemplation, she was knocked onto her backside and the wind almost knocked out of her. A silent hiss left the woman's lips before catching herself to quickly gain composure. Nothing was told of this woman; she was a an unknown variable. She obviously knew Tasha and would expect some type of reply, but before she could say anything, the woman got up, apologized, then turned away to head into the building. The way the woman was eying her, it would seem that she was suspicious of Lynx; maybe she had been compromised. If that was the case, she would definitely be smart to leave as soon as possible. Standing up, Lynx scooped up all of the supplies that was spilled during the crash. The keys to the car had, unfortunately, found their way under the vehicle. So, that made Lynx have to crawl under the car to reach for the keys. Upon finally grabbing them, she would unlock the car and get inside. She sat in the driver seat, took a deep breath and composed herself. It was time to return.

Anika Daman · « **Reply #2 on:** July 24, 2014, 02:10:30 pm »

"Ah, there we go!" Ryllae exclaimed with great relish. It was not difficult to hide one's self among the masses of ignorant beings. They only saw what they wished to see, despite what truly dwelled within this world. For her, she simply wore a hat pulled down over her ears and make-up that hid the sharp angles of her cheek bones. Humans had created the products needed to allow her to traverse their world without the need for magic; and we all know how draining magic can be.

Most days, Ryllae would meander about, eventually turning up at her place of employment whenever she desired. Today, though, there was a sense of urgency to her usual fluid movements. The issue with all of this, she could not place the reasoning for such a need to rush. Her mind was so clouded, she rushed out of the door without all of her make-up.

Long legs set the pace for a brisk jog and carried her down the grimy sidewalk. Ryllae only lived a short distance from her office, a distance she covered in less than five minutes with her enhanced speed. The panic she felt only increased when she neared the building, causing her to ram into a woman with her full momentum. Her butt hit the concrete heavily and her jaw snapped shut. "Dang it! Would you please..." She paused and glanced at the woman, "Oh Tasha, I am terribly sorry. I didn't see you there." A haunting thought, much more disturbing than her panic, entered Ryllae's mind. Of course, every one she worked with knew her as Alisha; but this person was not her coworker, that much she can tell. "I promise I will be more careful next time," she called as she entered the building, though a suspicious gaze followed the woman until she rounded a corner.

Olivia Min · « **Reply #1 on:** March 13, 2014, 05:12:55 pm »

Chains rattled as they drug behind the cat woman who was held in captivity; a special collar slung around her thin, yet muscular neck. She rolled her shoulders and sat upon her knees as the shadow of the "Doctor" bared down upon her. She must have had another job for this special woman to partake in. [I need you to infiltrate the government building downtown and procure some special documents for me. They are in here..] The stern voice called out as she tossed a folder of documents and pictures toward the cat-woman. She flinched and bowed her head as she slowly sifted through the paper work. [ The main accountant who has access to the documents is pictured there.] She said as she pointed. [ Her name is Tasha Martin and you will assume her identity. You have the passcodes and all relevant information needed to complete the task at hand. You are the best I have and this is of the utmost importance. Don't **** this up, Lynx, or I will have you put down..] The woman was serious, as she bared witness to some of her sisters being put to death for failure.

Lynx was resourceful and able to quickly adapt. That's probably why she was Doctor's favorite; plus she was the prettiest of the cat women. The chain link leash was undone, yet the collar, that was black and studded with diamonds remained on. It was a safety device if the Doc needed to send a shock or death to the pets. She wore this all of her life, only upgrading in size as she got bigger. Nodding to herself as she took in all pertinent information, Lynx took the form of the woman in she needed to. Though the woman's eyes were brown, the green eyes of Lynx shone through, so, of course, an excuse would have to be made. That was easy...

A dark skinned woman, mid twenties, beautiful showed up to the building. 'Hello Tasha! Love your eyes!' Here it was. Someone noticed already. "Thank you, Shawn! They are contacts. I just wanted to try something different today, ya know?" She replied. "Don't know how I feel about them though..." 'It suits you!' The man said. Lynx just smiled and made her way into the building. The layout was just as the blue print described. She followed Tasha's routine to the letter and actually managed to procure the documents quite quickly. This wasn't Lynx's first job and wouldn't be her last, so she knew exactly what she needed to do. Now, the escape. How would she make her way out of the building without being seen as suspect?!"I forgot my phone!" She said as she left her desk and headed outside; documents hidden inside of her purse. The shifting wouldn't last much longer so she had to get back before she's forced to shift back. She already used too much energy already...

So, she headed out of the door and onto the patio. . . Ready to make her way to her car...

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