Wed Aug 29 2007
A very girlish giggle could be heard amongst the trees as any voyeur
would notice a rather scantly clad feral looking girl walking hand in hand with a rather imposing woman with elvish ears. The girl in question smiles
broadly to the older woman looking up to her with a very cheery expression
"No offense taken, as I said before I am not 'Holier than thou' as are most
deties, specially does concerning my domain" The girl says with a very as a
matter of fact tone, nodding and speaking with a certain confidence of
herself that seems unbefitting of one so young. Seeing the woman shrug
however makes the girl stiffen up a bit, eyes widening with admiration
though she resumes to act as if she knows what she's doing "O-of
course..warfare is hardly the over dramatic situation that some make it out
to be and it is good to find someone who is not afraid to use their natural
talents to their full potential. Many a time I have found individuals with
great skills but sadly they refrain from using them..because..well.." She
chuckles "To put it plainly their cowards" At the nod she is given she
arches an eyebrow in confusion looking down at her improvised dress and than
back up "Still..though I'm sure your..uh..'children' can become formidable
warriors, I wonder" She adds coyly "Are there any spots open in this army
you are raising? I would very much so enjoy to add myself to the ranks"
The woman nods as the girl beside her makes some salient points, treating
her with the same level of seriousness she would an adult. Cinnamon purses her lips at the last question and seems to think it over for a few paces.
"The truth of the matter is I had never really thought of anyone fighting
along side my children," she answers. "I usually just use others for their
capacity as breeding stock," she continues. "Of which I receive a surprising
number of volunteers." The tone of the last is a mixture of mystified and
pleased. "It will have to bear some thought." She glances down at the girl
again and digresses. "Although the offspring do tend to inherent abilities
possessed by their parent, I am not so certain how that capacity would
function with such a spiritual essence." Another shrug, a gesture with her
free hand, the other holding the girls. "Still, it bears some thought."
Jade comes into the area on a dead run. Chasing, as it happens, a young
Asian man who's also running. She's gaining on him, probably mainly because while she's running straight ahead, he's turning around from time to time in
order to squeeze off a few badly-aimed shots at Jade. It doesn't take long
for her to close the gap and disarm the man with a well-aimed blow from her
bo staff. She's breathing heavily as she takes a few steps to stand between
the man and his gun. She hisses something at him in Cantonese and punctuates
it with a jab of her bo. He glares at her, but drops to his knees and puts
his hands behind his head. Only then does she take her eyes off him long
enough to look at the two other women in the area.
Jade
Jade is a young woman, probably in her early twenties, although her
actual age could be anywhere from 25 to 19. Her skin tone and facial Jade is a young woman, probably in her early twenties, although her
features are definitely Asian, and Chinese would be a good guess. Her face
is pretty enough, perhaps even beautiful to some, although it would
definitely be a severe beauty. A smile would help, undoubtedly. She has the
wide mouth that frequently translates into a wonderful smile, but her
demeanor is quite rigid and disciplined, and smiles seem to be in short
supply. She's of medium height, standing around 5'5 and has the sleek, wiry
look usually associated with dancers or gymnasts--lean, well-toned arms,
legs and torso without being overtly muscular. Her narrow torso-smallish
breasts and slender hips-and long, strong legs give her an almost
aerodynamic appearance. It conveys a strong aura of no-nonsense. Her glossy
black hair is held back in a long ponytail with a simple, unadorned amber
barrette. It hangs down her back, reaching almost to her waist in a long,
ebon waterfall.
She wears a black silk sleeveless tunic. The tunic is belted into place
with a jade-green sash tightly knotted about her waist, fitting it snugly about her chest and stomach. Below the belt, it trails down to become a
skirt of sorts, which hangs halfway to her knees. The hem of the skirt, the
neckline, and the trim where the sleeves would be are all embroidered in the
same jade-green color in elaborate little traceries. Simple bamboo sandals
complete her outfit. The outfit reveals a single tattoo, an overhead view of
a stalking tiger, which extends down her left bicep. In her right hand she
frequently carries her bo staff.
Cinn
She is a girl of average height, though just a bit skinny, with skin that
is a lightly tanned with just a hint of red. Her hair is long, swept up in a She is a girl of average height, though just a bit skinny, with skin that
high pony-tail that flows to her mid-back and comprised of strands that
range in color from chocolate to bright, coppery-red. Though they mostly
stay in the realm of shades of red. Her eyes are mismatched, one being a
dark, smoldering red while the other matches the shiny copper of her brows.
Her features are close to human, without quite being there. Her ears come to
a delicate point, her chin is too sharp, and her eyes tilted just a little
too far... and with feline-like irises. Her frame is lithe, with narrow
shoulders and sleek thighs, that contrast startlingly with a shapely bust
riding firm on her otherwise elfen body.
And her outfit shows off quite a lot of that body quite nicely. She wears
a white satin off-the-shoulders blouse that barely manages to cover her full breasts, the sides against her chest bare. Just below her bosom the blouse
is covered in a soft dark red suede wrapping, decorated with silver clasps,
that emphasizes the narrowness of her waist. Just below that, with its own
smaller buckles of matching design about her waist, is a split skirt of
heavy satin that rides so high at her waist that the decorative lace hem of
her blouse can be seen at either thigh. The calf-length panels drape from
her waist at front and back, leaving almost the entire length of her legs
free. While she wears thigh-high stockings, they only seem to accent how
little that skirt covers. Her gloves match her stockings, of white silk,
tied off with dark red ribbons above elbow and knee. Without surprise, her
soft suede boots come equipped with wickedly high stiletto heels. The most
demure part of her outfit would have to be the high folded collar with the
loose tie.
The smaller girl does make a bit of a face at the suggestion and begins
by any means the spirit of fertility.." Says she with the tone of her skin
turning redder and redder "Though...I...I mean...I suppose one needs to
extend sometime in other do-domains?" Her conversation is cut short however
when she suddenly hears loud gun shots, people yelling and apparent brawl
starting right there in the park. Acting almost as if instinct learned from
centuries she springs forth right infront of the older woman as if trying to
protect her with her much smaller body "Stay back my lady!" Says she with a
surprising commanding voice for a little girl as she scowls and crouches low
in direction to the tussle
Cinnamon seems willing to discus 'other domains' further when the sound
of gunshots and a chase interrupt. She pauses, instead, tilting her head a bit to watch the runners as they close.
"They move as quietly as you do," the 'Lady' notes, voice thick with
humor. Cinnamon allows the girl to move to the front, it gives her time to open her dimensional portal and allow a few python-sized minions sink into
the ground around her feet for additional protection. The pheromone-laden
slime they exude leaves silver tracks on the ground. The tentacles
themselves barely disturb the leaves and occasional stick that cover the
path. "She looks like she's having fun," she continues cheerfully. And with
that same level of cheer she waves at the Oriental woman. "Hello, there! If
you don't need him for any special purpose, I would be pleased to take him
off your hands."
Jade begins trying to shoulder her way around Loli almost as soon as she
interposes herself between her and her captured victim. "You're very kind, little girl, but this is dangerous. Please step out of the wa-AY AND...!"
Jade's calm demeanor breaks suddenly and severely as she sees the tentacles
crawling around on the ground. She yelps in surprise and leaps into the air,
achieving an impressive height. She regains control of her appearance by the
time she hits the ground, but she's clearly somewhat unnerved. She sidles
away from Cinnamon, eyeing her appraisingly. "Most kind," she answers in
turn, giving a stiff little bow, unwilling to let her eyes go to the
ground...and off of Cinnamon, of course. "But I can see him to jail, thank
you."
"G-GAH!!" The little girl also jumps from one side to try and avoid the
tentacle pant that sprouts so violently from the ground and then to the other side, waving her scrawny arms in the air frantically "Forsooth! I
forgot for a second that I was trying to protect a sorceress" Says the
little girl as she regains her cool, speaking suddenly like some sort of
ancient knight warrior. Suddenly it seems that she realizes that she is in
fact *NOT* an ancient knight and quickly eeps before hiding behind
Cinnamon's skirt, whimpering a little "Uh..yes, it would be wise to listen
to the local authorities my lady" Says the girl looking at the woman, her
prey, Cinnamon and the plants "I think..." At the moment she's not sure of
who she should be hiding from
Cinnamon seems a bit startled at the reaction her pets generate. She
looks down, wondering if she summoned the wrong ones. Nope, no garish colors, and they're kind of small. Looking back at the others, she gives the
girl's shoulder a pat, the cloth quivering below her fingers. "Oh, I am
quite sure she is not one of our local law enforcement officers." She smiles
at the Oriental woman. "Most of them are simply too chubby to jump that
high," she jokes. Then, with a more serious air, though her tone is still
somewhat flippant, "But jail is so droll. A decent lawyer will have him out
in a couple hours. I can assure you, there will be no quick release under my
care."
Jade continues giving Cinnamon that long, appraising gaze. Loli seems to
have been dismissed as not a threat, as once the smaller girl backs off, Jade pays her only minimal attention. "Not a bad idea," she speaks slowly.
She eyes the captured thug with contempt. "Unless, of course, you had some
interesting names and stories to give me in exchange?" She looks up at Cinn
and gives her a quick wink.
Loli goes to peek out from behind Cinnamon's skirts, tugging closely to
the woman's leg in both a protective and fearful manner "I-indeed, she does not look like a local guard" The little girl whispers as one would notice
her pupils going to dilate like that of a hawk's, almost like she could
control how far and close she can see "Maybe a vigilante my lady" The girl
comments though as talk soon changes to the fate of the prisoner she gets a
strange look in her face bordering to childish innocence to awful cruelty
"Are we to execute him?" The girl does frown however when she spots the
woman winking at Cinnamon already going to hug the woman's leg closely in a
way that gives of the feeling that she's not sharing. What a brat
Those tentacles are long and lean, snake-like but for a lack of scales
and head. They slither towards the man, some in the ground, some atop it, and some seem to be above it. And as unsettling as snakes are, these things
are far worse for all that they resemble those reptiles only superficially.
A few gentle touches, and Cinnamon disengages herself from the girl, using a
stroke along the spine when she resists. But she only takes a couple steps,
moving so she, Jade and the man form a triangle... forcing him to choose
which of the older women he will look at. "We can always leave the choice to
him," she suggests with a smile. She has the sort of voice that sends
shivers up a man's spine. "Jail or... say one year of servitude to myself."
She turns her gaze slightly, sending her own wink towards the young girl.
<repose> Those tentacles are long and lean, snake-like but for a lack of
scales and head. They slither towards the man, some in the ground, some atop it, and some seem to be above it. And as unsettling as snakes are, these
things are far worse for all that they resemble those reptiles only
superficially. A few gentle touches, and Cinnamon disengages herself from
the girl, using a stroke along the spine when she resists. But she only
takes a couple steps, moving so she, Jade and the man form a triangle...
forcing him to choose which of the older women he will look at. "We can
always leave the choice to him," she suggests with a smile. She has the sort
of voice that sends shivers up a man's spine. "Jail or... say one year of
servitude to myself." She turns her gaze slightly, sending her own wink
towards the young girl.
Jade tries to smother a laugh as the man practically falls over trying to
hop on his knees over in Jade's direction. "Oh, I won't take you to jail unless you're going to talk. You gonna talk to me, boy?" The man is sobbing
and nodding. It's almost pathetic. Okay, it *is* pathetic. And Jade doesn't
let him off the hook until he looks like he may be about to wet himself.
Turning to Cinn, she says, "Well, a deal's a deal. Looks like it's jail. If
he goes back on his word, though, you can have him back. You can find me in
Chinatown. Ask around for Jade."
Loli disengages from Cin as she feels tingling in her spine, the little
girl look up to the older woman with a hint of slight betrayal, though eventually she just pouts and half heartily accepts Cinnamon's decision, to
her own disappointment. Trailing behind the older woman the feral looking
girl eyes the prisoner with little to no mercy on her eyes, watching squirm
around as the tentacle/snakes approach him so threateningly. When Jade
finally decides to haul him off to jail she beams cheekily up to Cinn, hands
on her back as she balances herself on her heels childishly "Well well, you
certainly intimidated the poor fellow my lady. I do wonder what fate you had
in stored for him though" Asks she now looking very interested in what
things is Cinn capable of "You spoke of slavery? What good would that do for
you if I may be so bold to ask"
If anything, Cinnamon seems a little disappointed that the man chose
Jade. "Oh, well," she mumurs. One of the tentacles rises up into the air and she pets the end as Jade leads the man away. Truth to tell, she's not the
sort to remorse for long. She smiles at the young girl as she answers. The
tentacles slip into the surrounding trees, leaving the heavy scent of their
musk behind. "Some of my pets are adept at transforming a person's gender,"
she replies. "He, well she, would have served quite well as breeding stock
afterwards. And in a year, that would be several hundred children spawned."
She walks back to meet the girl, holding out her hand to be taken again.
With her other, she gestures at the soft rustling noises in the surrounding
trees, indicating what kind of children.
Pursing her lips in childish questioning of the events that just took
place, the girl casts a sidelong glance to the departing Jade once more before her eyes return to those of the woman who she was originally
conversing with. With a feral grin the girl happily skips her way back to
Cinn and take her hand not all afraid anymore of the serpents though she
does frown as she starts to get a very heavy scent on her nose. "Hmm..your
minions madam..they smell..." She begins though interrupted once more she
looks up at the woman, eyes widening "Truly? Never before have I heard of
such sorcery...well maybe in the Lakota wars..buuuuut" She trails off when
she hears the rest of the plan, looking towards the bushes as motioned and
then back up at Cinn, jaw slacking "Ah! You mean--I--So you mean to say
that--but--I-and the--no-wait what??" Maybe she should try syllables and
sentences
A graceful smile is given as the girl stammers to a stop. "Now you see
what I mean by the children being able comport themselves well in battle. Hmmm," she muses, glancing about the woods. "With the gun shots earlier, it
is most likely any suitable prey will have scattered. Looks like it will be
a slow night for me, this eve." Then she tilts her head, considering the
girl for a long moment as something else occurs to her. "You earlier
it was a long story you had not a name. But I'll need to call you something,
yes?" At least there's enough of a breeze that the heavy, pheromone-thick
scent from the tentacles has dispersed somewhat.
"Indeed!" The girl stammers out as Cinnamon's demure speech gets the
better of her and overrides her confusion. Taking a little breath she considers what she saw, looking down as if she was making a great fate
changing decision and truly maybe she was. Looking up with wide eyes again
she stammers a little "Oh oh, but my lady take heart! I..I am sure there are
still plenty of victims for you to exert your will over" The girl says with
a hint of a blush overtaking her "I could assist you in your hunt if you so
wish it" She even goes to add playing with her fingers and looking down,
though as she is questioned again looks up "M-my name my lady? W-well..you
see that's a bit of a complicated subject. Though I have had many names over
the ages up until recently I went simply by the name of Warrior. Now
however...that seems hardly suitable..." She says looking embarrassed at her
position
"Oh, it is so much for fun if they volunteer," Cinnamon replies. "And it
gets around some of those oppressive laws as well." Her fingers are warm as they walk along the path. By now her tentacles are spread out far enough
that there is nary a sign of their presence. Well, not to normal senses or
abilities. "Well, then, we shall have to think of one for you." she replies.
"How about... Warriorette?" A radiant smile shows she is joking.
"Perhapse... Rose? Roses are quite beautiful, but people often forget their
sharp thorns."
The girl nods her head with a little 'mmhmm' seemingly all to eager to
agree with the older woman "Oh yes, I find the local laws to be quite dreadful as well. Truly it restricts me from getting my fun as well..though
admittedly in this form it would not be very enjoyable..." Her tone deflates
in the end like a balloon slowly losing air as she once again realizes what
she is. Her face brightens as she is addressed again, seemingly almost
unable to contain her excitement when Cinn speaks to her "Oh! That is lovely
my lady, very ingenious" She flutters her eyelashes "I can take whichever
name you wish" Now she's just acting weird
Weird doesn't seem to bother Cinnamon. But then, considering her chosen
profession, that is quite understandable. "Rose it is then," she names the girl. "Though I may still call you Sweetie on occasion. But I am sure that
with a little practice you could have just as much fun with this body," she
chuckles. "The laws are very oppressive," she continues more seriously. "But
if you work with them instead of against them, there is a curious amount of
freedom. It seems that the makers of the law care little what people with
unusual abilities do with each other, or those that ally with them. That
works well for my purposes," she notes, "since I prefer my children to be
bred with and gain those abilities."
'Rose' jumps up and down excitedly and goes to clap her hands a wide grin
on her lips as she continues to emit those sickeningly cute giggles of her. "Oh how exciting! I've never known anything other than war before! This is
almost thrilling!" Says she with great enthusiasm as she calms down a little
"Oh yes truly my lady, not but a day before I had been hired by an
organization which hunted individuals with strange abilities. They employed
my skills fully and still remain within legal bounds. Also I'm guilty of
undertaking mercenary work through the ages..so..I know of what you speak
of" She nods trying to sound smart, biting her lower lip as the conversation
turns to breeding again "So...wh-what sort of abilities would you like for
your children to have my lady?" Asks she shyly "War oriented
perhaps..because if that is so..." She sort of trails off there
Cinnamon nods in understanding at the news of Rose being hired. Although
a bit confused how that resulted in the girl being naked when she found her. "I have offered my services to such organizations in the past," she tells
Rose. "As a method of imprisonment and punishment. But none have taken the
offer. A pity, as the experience can be quite unsettling, and extremely
painful if I desire it." As for Rose's offer, however hesitant, Cinnamon
considers it for a few moment. "While I am sure such abilities would be of
great benefit," she muses, "I am not certain that your body--at such a young
age--would be able to handle the process. Even under the best conditions it
is quite stressing. . ." her voice trails off and she glances down to
consider Rose once more. "Although, if you were older. . . ."
Rose seemingly gasps as her offer of 'providing' was understood,
understandably the little girl had quite a difficult time offering such a thing. She gives a bit of a sympathetic aww sound at such "What a pity my
lady, truly such parties do not realize the mistake they are doing by
refusing such an offer" The girl says trying to sound ever supportive. She
looks down when she feels Cinn's gaze inspecting her in consideration and
upon hearing her verdict she looks...disappointed "I-I am sorry.." She
apologizes like if it was all her fault "Yes I suppose I am not a likely
candidate and though my older form could possibly suit your means my lady, I
can only achieve it when in combat" She states sighing "Besides I most say
that I am not very pretty"
The latter seems to be food for Cinnamon's thought. "When you are in
combat, you change into a fearsome form?" That, it seems, is something of import to Cinnamon. "That would be a wonderful ability for my pets," she
explains, "to be able to change from a harmless-seeming form into their true
nature." She steps, turns, and crouches down to better be on eye level with
Rose, hands on the girl's shoulders. "In many ways, it could be an even
better boon than pure ability in battle." Her missmatched eyes shine with
her delight. "Depending on what forces keep you in such an immature form, I
may be able to alter this body of yours into a more responsive host." She
pauses and restrains her enthusiasm, "that is, if you are willing to attempt
it?"
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