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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2013 5:17:40 GMT -8
"Nice to meet you Hosea." She took the offered hand and surveyed the scene on the street. When the shake was finished she drew her hand back. Moving off to the side so that she did not get run over by any oncoming car. Rora seemed to have the accident in hand as far as having her car collected which was a good thing. The meathead that was in the car in front of her had her insurance information. The only thing missing was calling the police, but honestly whoever wanted to deal with that and get sited for rearending another car? Krystal didn't know the response time on the cops, but it didn't seem that either driver had called them prior to her arriving on the scene.
"Yes, a coffee shop, a cinnamon roll and a priest brought us together." Well not quite brought them together, but that did happen to be the scenery that was available that night. Well, that and a worked up she wolf who recently Krystal saw shaking her groove thing in front of the Muse Coffee shop. Krystal made a mental note to herself to go check out some of the classes that were available at the gallery art studios. Maybe she should take up a hobby like pottery.
Hosea's comment about the only travel being up didn't bring an outward bat of a lash from Krystal. With the myriad of people she had met in her lifetime it wouldn't surprise her if someone wanted to use the sewer to travel a la TMNT. Of course you know when you grew up in a generation where they were all the rage it was rather amusing to meet people that shifted into rats and it really made her want to meet someone who shifted into a turtle.
The cat that was rubbing up on Rora seemed a little more social and atuned to the situation that was going on. She wasn't about to ask the cat a question to confirm that she was actually paying attention to the conversation or the situation. As much as she might have seen in her life with people wearing fur coats once a month or sucking blood up for a tasty treat something that looked like an ordinary house cat showing recognition of a conversation was a bit strange.
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Hosea Placenia
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Quotes: Books give one knowledge, seeing the world for yourself increases where you've been and seen with your own eyes. Someone is teaching you everyday, listen to their words even the elderly for they are only sending a message. Whether it is true or false is up to the listener to determine as such. I love a good story.
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Post by Hosea Placenia on Apr 22, 2013 7:41:27 GMT -8
He understood how people reacted when he made a dry humor, his laugh-a-roma habits was never going to win academy awards considering his current career choices he made throughout his entire life from way back when that has already been carved out for him. A turn of his head a little, making sure no one other than the four of them was in this spot. Guess Rora was right on her alert status good job. He could have been somebody less unfortunate, but not to worry your heads he may have that coffin-like to the gothic stories told about his kind, but it was what man placed on television screens, books such as Anne Rice that he was all too familiar with. Hell, look at what society constantly continues thinking when a witch is walking down the street before three people pointed shouting she's a witch!
Life was funny that way, this brought his museum to that purpose. A power, strong one that continued to emanate through Seattle wasn't anything he's ever faced nor met before. His spinal started kicking in soon as he returned to the city from a long vacation. What has changed? He thought even as Krystal was speaking of cops and the like why he had his own agendas to worry about. Full, curved lips grimaced when neither wasn't looking his way he hopes. Someone that matched his species, but this one far powerful than he himself could ever imagine this energy was seeping the same fashion a magnifier would to metal.
His head shaking to ward off what he still couldn't wear off no matter if he could. This is his reason for being out when he simply meant to stay behind that large desk back at his business or stuck his ass right at home with his jaguars whom his ability to call such large feline when their needed. Raising his arms upward, crossing his arms to intersect them beneath his chest of his blue shirt, the spring air rustling of the loose locks of dark chestnut brown. He will meet this energy one day, someday he hopes when the timing was correct. "Come by the Black Mask sometime. I am sure that during your exploration of the city Krystal, you'll find it to your liking." He's spoken to Rora about it, hopefully his newfound companion in her will manage to use her free time to wander there as he continued advertising the occult museum.
He sometimes painted, most of his art was hung on the walls there, many buyers constantly wanted his piece but he wasn't sure whether he still wanted to let go with so much work he put in them. After the invitation he put out there for the many hotspots to Krystal he thought of a taxi? Then again, what could possibly go wrong in a random driver who hauled "monsters" cartling off where ever but that's their job isn't it? Driving strangers they meet on street corners who could very well end their life if they wanted to. "We could haul a taxi cab. If this was New York City I am aware you could get there much quicker" It wasn't New York, this was Seattle so anything will do. Suddenly, a new car of shiny red pulled up being someone who happened to see them standing like those school kids during after school time outside while waiting for their parents to pick them up.
He was blonde, dark blue eyes, average height, human for the most part whose been driving along to get somewhere so here he was smiling a thousand smiles showing that colgate commercial moment. "Hi there! I heard trouble! So, what can I do for you guys? I can get you somewhere you want to be, but I can carry only so many people at once. Front seat, back for the rest of you. As for the kitty, I'm allergic but can manage for the sweetie too." A flabber mouthed type? Oh boy, Hosea only gave a smirk at this. Miracles happened didn't they? Yes, a magician probably waved a hand to send help. Har Har.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2013 12:26:56 GMT -8
Ada would look at Krystal and Hosea both as they talked and tilted her furry littly head to the side and mewed. Her gaze settled on Krystal for several long moments before mewing at her. Tails slowly swishing side to side along the ground as she watched her as if expecting something. She tilted her head when Krystal mention something about coffee, cinnamon roll, and a priest in a bar and let out a meow as if posing a question. Her blue green eyes looked over to the newcomer and lowered her head when he mention cat allergies. That was one thing that set her apart from other cats beside her twin tails and odd markings, was that she did not present the same allergies other felines were responsible for. A trick she learned when she was hiding in someone house who was allergic to cats and found her out with all the sneezing the owner was causing. It was not helpful for her to try to hide someplace if someone with allergies could find out she was there. So she altered her body and fur just slighty so it would no longer cause an allergic reaction to those who were allergic to the feline species, which worked great for finding owners who were allergic to other cats but not her. She was a sneaky little kitty indeed.
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