*Hidden Nature* A Shapeshifting RP

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    Votes: 46 67.6%

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As he strode confidently down yet another random alley, he heard a quick step and a jab in the back as a mugger tried to shiv him. The knife tore his clothes, glancing off his burnished golden scales and dislodged a few gemstones that spilled onto the ground behind him. The crook was taken aback by the response he got, and by what spilled from his back. " What the.." he muttered.
Turning around, Asclepius's eyes burned brilliant gold, the irises narrowing like a cat's, almost disappearing. " Look at that. You ruined my suit! And you knocked some of my favorites off my back! " He reached back, sticking his finger in the gaping hole, his scales shining out from underneath.
" What the heck, man! You got some crazy stuff going on. You better gimmie yer money or the next jab will be in yer eye, man!"
Now Asclepius was getting angry. He didn't like being threatened, even though he was out looking for crooks. He grabbed the crook by the collar, but the thief took a swing with his knife at his chest, again it glanced off his golden scales as the clothing split to reveal the splendor.
The crook's eyes got very round when he saw the golden scales pressed with countless gemstones embedded within, which gave Asclepius time to clock him hard enough to knock him out.
Annoyed at the inconvenience, Asclepius hefted the unconscious mugger over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and hauled him off to the authorities.
" This man tried to mug me," complained Asclepius to the clerk, who was rather speechless.
 
"Kyth," Aurienne breathed as she ran to meet him. She was so overcome with relief at his presence that she nearly hugged him, but stopped herself before she could. A smile slighty brightened her face. She looked tired but besides that her expression seemed troubled, as if she was hunted by something. "I'm sorry," she whispered somberly, "I shouldn't have called you like that."

Kyth hurried to her and smiled relived that she was ok. "Nonsense, I told you anytime and I meant it." He said with conviction. He then frowned as he noticed her troubled expression. "What wrong, Aurienne? Did someone try to hurt you?" Kyth asked gently.
 
Islanzadi listened to the story curiously.
"That's interesting. Elves actually don't have a legend about how we came into existence, I believe. Which I find rather odd, because most creatures do have some kind of story. It's just natural to wonder how you were brought into the world."

"Yes, I suppose so. But Sylphs are only one class of fey, not all. " Cicero clarified further.
 
Soto shook his head "They're armed."

Arbus nodded and moved away silently. He'd seen their kind before, for they frequented the woods often. In fact, the ones they caught were taken away somewhere and never seen again. Arbus didn't relax his gaurd until he'd headed down to thr bottom of a riverbank. Once upon the mud and stone bank, he stated trotting along. Wanting to put some distance between the men.
 
"There are many types of fey and two classes. Lesser and royals. " Cicero stated matter-of-factly.
"Your culture is incredibly interesting. In comparison, mine could easily appear dull." Islanzadi said with some humor. "Of course, I'm sure to anyone, anything having to do with another realm would be much more interesting than how they see their own world."
 
Kyth hurried to her and smiled relived that she was ok. "Nonsense, I told you anytime and I meant it." He said with conviction. He then frowned as he noticed her troubled expression. "What wrong, Aurienne? Did someone try to hurt you?" Kyth asked gently.

“No…” Aurienne said, nervously rubbing her arm. “It's just,” Pausing she sighed. “It was a long night, I had a nightmare.” She stopped knowing how silly that would sound to him. Nightmare were for children, but this was far worse.
 
Arbus nodded and moved away silently. He'd seen their kind before, for they frequented the woods often. In fact, the ones they caught were taken away somewhere and never seen again. Arbus didn't relax his gaurd until he'd headed down to thr bottom of a riverbank. Once upon the mud and stone bank, he stated trotting along. Wanting to put some distance between the men.
Soto had shifted into his human form and pulled out his sniper. He scoped in on the action, which highlighted all their actions and the unfortunate female)
 

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