tyrus
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OOC Name:: Tyrus
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Post by tyrus on Mar 29, 2014 2:52:05 GMT -5
Partners? They're giving me a partner? Or rather they're forcing us to work together...
The morph furrowed her brow and put her oddly styled hat on a rather new desk; the entire place was next to bare. No paperwork was littering the desks. There was very little in the way of furniture other than the desks and chairs; hell she was fairly certain that even they were meant to be elsewhere with how new they looked. The morph felt a little agitation at being moved around constantly; between different jobs before pravus eventually got it's head out of it's ass and made her an interrogator for them. She was still learning all the tricks of the trade but she figured she'd have everything down in a few weeks or a month at worst. The morph shook her head and turned her attention to the folder she was handed earlier before she was told of her new assignment. The man that had delivered the message itself wasn't very helpful in finding this place nor was he helpful in explaining anything. She opened the folder again and narrowed her eyes; she was going to have to try to get really comfortable really quick if she wanted to keep her game going. The folder contained a short briefing as well as a picture of her "partner" that she would be working with in the forth coming months. Hell if all went well this could be a permanent assignment.... The morph let out a snort of derision before setting the folder down on the table and taking off her coat; she didn't like wearing a lot of clothing but she did it when in the presence of others. She actually preferred being nude when she was home because otherwise she'd get too damn hot. Her frustration increased when she heard Bast [her pangoro escort] cough uncomfortably in the corner. She couldn't read his thoughts or communicate with him without someone around that was willing to be a translator. So instead she grabbed a pen and scribbled something on a piece of paper; she'd have to get a notepad for this if she ever was alone with the bastard again.
What's wrong?
The pangoro spat in the trash can and glared at the psychic type; he didn't like Tyrus at all and wasn't about to warm up to her any time soon. He was there to snap her neck if things got out of hand; she honestly couldn't wait until pravus decided that she was fine and didn't need him anymore. The pangoro shrugged a bit and then gestured towards the door before speaking; the look on the scarred muzzle held an incredible amount of disdain and it didn't help that his mouth was always snarling from the bunched up muscles. His words were thick with a northern accent and the morph felt herself sigh on the inside when he finished.
Since there's no one here I'm going back to the apartment. I don't need to supervise you all the time you know. Just when you're out and about.
The pangoro got off of the couch and glared at Tyrus for a few moments before heading out of the door; a hearty slam accompanied him and after a few moment Tyrus could tell he was well on his way home. She never felt comfortable around dark types and Bast was no exception. She figured it'd be the case if she ever met someone like herself that held dark type heritage; she wasn't sure exactly why out of all things mystical boiled down to being psychic but maybe that was just the luck of the draw. The morph grunted a bit and leaned against the desk before slowly taking off some of her more restricting clothing eventually coming down to where she was just in her over sized long sleeve shirt. Normally she didn't like disrobing at work but she figured it was her office now and people could deal with it or get out. The shirt went down to her knees anyways so she was pretty sure she was good even if someone higher up decided to stop by. The morph sighed a bit and closed her eyes unsure of when her partner was going to bloody well get here....
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Post by Daemia Saevus on Mar 29, 2014 4:29:25 GMT -5
There was something to say about being said that there would be a partner from now on, something that was new, but at the same time it might be just fine in the end as well, all depending on who this partner is and what they would be doing and everything. So long as they didn't get in her way too much, she wouldn't get in their way too much either. Then again she was told that it was going to be a female, and a morph to boot. So that much was already making her curious as to how this was going to do. Well both of her was getting curious, and for some reason it seemed like both of her halves were rather looking forward to this, albeit in very different reasons, but it was still a drag to get more or less forced to have a partner, but it was to be expected in a job like this. It meant that they could get more done, which would mean more info for the company which meant more things for them to get and do. But...It was still hard to say how all of this was going to go. She wasn't really sure what to make of it all.
Letting out a bit of a sigh the woman was getting ready for the little "meeting" with the new partner and she wasn't really sure what to do with any of this. She still wasn't sure why they were giving her a partner, or rather giving her as a partner to someone else, because she was just fine on her own, but then again all of that would come to an end if this person was a nice enough woman. She wouldn't mind being around this person if they do enough things right, or really if she herself did things right as well, but with all the things that have happened to her in the past she was a little...Iffy on how all of this will work out. The only time people were ever close to her they either ended up dead, or using her for some fun and then leaving her for dead. And these memories caused her brow to furrow, her node wrinkled a bit as well because she hated those memories and she wished that they could be taken away or just...Sealed up or something, but it still makes her angry. Least the getting used and raped made her angry.
After getting dressed, or rather dressed to a point, she started to go to where this office or where this new partner of her's was. The only thing about it was that she wasn't really all that thrilled to have to be going to some place new, but it could still be something good, something nice and all of that. If they were both working in the same area that should mean that they would get along just fine and that would hopefully mean more things could happen with them. Sure she had been told they were a morph as well, and that they had fur or something, but that really didn't bother her all that much. They were a female and that was all that was important at the moment. Really if it had been a male, she would not have been happy with that at all. She just didn't really like being around males for any reason, but so long as its short amount of time, she would listen to them as a boss. But working with a male for long amounts of time? There was no way in hell that she would do that, she'd more willingly quit than doing that.
With a hand on a hip, she walked along, her tail swaying a little bit her wings even stretched and moved a bit as she looked around as she slowly wandered to where she was supposed to get to. When she was there she tilted her head a little bit because she had heard a door slam in the area of this place a little while before she got there. But she didn't really pay that any mind. And then she took in a breath and walked into the place and took a look around. And of course the first thing that she saw was the female, in nothing but a long sleeved shirt. And this caused her to smirk just a little bit. She was already liking what she was seeing, fur or not, it was a nice little image to have for the first thing to see when getting into the work place. This caused her to let out a little giggle as her tail started to sway a bit more, a playful little smirk was still on her face as she started to walk a little closer.
"Oh, I like this one so far. Do you see that? She's hardly got -anything- on. Hell I think I might come to like this more than you'd let me if you're not careful. Heh."
"Now...don't jump the gun just yet...She's our new partner, and while it is nice to look at we don't want to cause her to be awkward or angry so quickly.But...I suppose a little playfulness could be alright. Just be careful." And with that the smirk would grow a little more as she walked over to the other female and then walked a circle around them, as if to get a full view of the person that she would be working with from now on. After all she wanted to make sure she saw everything that there was to see for the moment, and after the little circle she would stop in front of the woman, her arms crossed under her rather well formed bust as that tail of her's would dart back and forth, showing that she was quite content thus far. But that was enough looking, she'd need to say something.
"My my~ What a wonderful sight to be met with on my first day with my partner~ If I had known you'd be this welcoming I wouldn't even have worried. The sight is quite lovely I might add~ So I suppose that's that. I'm Daemia. The one that was told to come here as your partner, so hello there Tyrus~ Its a wonderful pleasure to meet you~ I hope this is a normal happening, I would be soooo happy if it were." And there the playfulness that the other her had said would be okay. Though it would be interesting to see if it would be okay with the other woman...
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tyrus
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Posts: 135
OOC Name:: Tyrus
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Post by tyrus on Mar 30, 2014 20:42:05 GMT -5
I wonder if she wi-
Tyrus was in mid thought when the door to her office [well technically her's and whomever her partner turned out to be] and she wasn't getting a mental ping off of the person that had just come through. She couldn't feel the surface thoughts; she couldn't project her own thoughts at all either. She felt her panic spike rather quickly her flight or fight reaction immediately dancing over to flight. The only thing that stopped her is that she recognized the woman from the picture; it was horridly outdated but she could tell the main features that pravus had provided this morph with were the same as in the photo. The second train of thought she had was almost enough to turn the morph red; not the true self that she ussually hid behind the walls of what tyrus used to be but the the Tyrus she had to present to the world so that pravus didn't lock her away. Even that entity that felt very little halted for a moment at the curves, the beauty of the form in front of her. She halted what she was doing and almost lost it when the woman looked about. She had read the files on her before and knew this ones name but they had left out the fact that she was a psychic resistant morph. She fidgeted a bit and felt her mind go blank for a moment, she regretted for a brief moment that she wasn't human. A wistful sigh broke her lips and the morph stared a little longer than she intended before picking up a pad of paper and scribbling on it. Since she couldn't talk to her the normal way, text would have to do. The woman wrote rather sloppily but she was rather quick, the words themselves were written in italics with how fast she was writing making everything look rather different than someone that took their time.
I'm pleased to meet you, I'm tyrus. Pardon me for not speaking, I'm psychic by nature and no longer have a way of talking normally. For some reason I'm unable to talk to you like I do others so I spose writing will have to do.
The morph paused and felt her face flush dark red from the mix of compliments; she didn't think she was very attractive and she was positively sure that this person was either yanking her chain or playing with her. It was hard to tell with some people; but she wasn't exactly sure what to think without being able to even touch her thoughts much less read how she held herself. The morph fidgeted a bit and felt herself stare at Daemia again. For a rather long period of time she sat there biting her lip before shaking her head and starting to scribble on the paper again. Her ears folded back a bit and she felt her tails swish about endlessly. She was feeling rather stuffy from wearing the shirt but she dared not disrobe further else people might get the wrong idea if they walked in.
Well normally I don't wear anything when at home, all that stuff is really hot indoors so. Pravus said we'd be working together for a while right?
The morph wanted to ask more but she was feeling rather off the ball today; with the bits of compliments that she was receiving made the morph practically completely unsure of how to act. Her eyes were hard to follow most of the time being milky blue even to the center but it was easy to tell if she was looking at someone if she stayed still for too long. She wasn't sure to say to the last bit at all. She set her pad down and fidgeted a bit; the morph's whiskers crackled with energy as she tried to avoid staring too hard at her new partner.
֍ TAG: tyrus֍ WORDS: COUNT 664 ֍ NOTES: Weeee~ ֍ CREDIT: By Requiem of Remoor!
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Post by Daemia Saevus on Mar 31, 2014 0:39:04 GMT -5
Normally this would be something that would be more annoying and leave a bad taste and everything, but this...This time it was something completely different from the usual. It was so different in fact that it was almost making the woman shiver with excitement. It was easy to tell that the other woman that had been waiting in this office area really didn't get all the details, nor did it seem like they were fully expecting what they got when she arrived. That was almost clear as day with how the other female was reacting, the looks the body language, all of it. And she was loving....Every. Little. Bit. Of. It. In fact she was already working things out in her mind as to how to make this even better, how to make this work out to where they were both having a little bit of fun and still be getting to the business part of all this. Perhaps it was because she could think on her feet as it were, or because the way the other woman was reacting was giving her plenty to work with, but there was a lot in her mind right now that she could use. So very much in fact...
In fact she was simply standing in place, waiting for a good chance to strike, though it wouldn't really be attacking or anything, no no she didn't want to hurt the other woman or anything, perhaps because of the fact they're supposed to be partners, or perhaps because of the fact of how they had been reacting to everything, she really couldn't tell. This type of strike would be to make the other woman get even more flustered and antsy, and she figured that she knew a good couple of ways to do just that. And why not go for it? Sure this was only the first meeting and everything, but at the same time the other woman would need to get used to her rather quickly if everything was going to play out well enough for them to actually be able to work together. She noticed the long stares that she was getting from the other woman, she heard the little sigh, she knew what those signs meant, and this once again caused a bit of a smirk to slowly play across her face. But now wasn't the right time to act, no no she would need to wait for a few minutes more.
Of course there was a bit of a tilt of the head when the other woman started to write out things instead of talking, but there were reasons for that, and she could understand it, after all things like these morph processes can cost things, and it seems like it might have cost this woman her normal voice. Though when she read the first message she giggled ever so softly, it made sense now, this woman's psychic power didn't work because of the fact that she was mainly a dark type. And dark types had the ability to null psychic power and this was a perfect showing for that. And then the second message caused that smirk to reappear, and there was an almost purr like sound that came from her at that point, hearing that the woman really didn't wear anything back at their own home. That could be a fun little thing to walk in on when she went to visit to talk about work or anything else really, but really it would be hard to time. But the payoff for the best timing would be something to look forward to.
And once all of that was done? She started to walk a circle around her new partner again, being careful and running a finger around the woman's neck and back as she walked that circle and while she was she started to talk. "Well~ That won't work because both the DNA in my splice had dark types~ Then there's fire and dragon~ But that's not not important right now, no no. Right now~? Mhmhmhm" She would then stop at the other woman's back, leaning into them so her own chest was pressed against the other woman as she leaned in and whispered the rest to them. "If you like what you see so far~? I could show you even more if you really want, wouldn't that be fun for you~? I'm sure you'd enjoy that~ And as I'm sure you saw in the little file...I'm Daemia~ Its wonderful to meet you, my dear partner~" The last little bit was was cooed right into the woman's ear as she slowly pulled away and then leaned on the edge of the desk that was there and giggled softly with a bit of a wink. Now her tail was darting to and fro as she watched the other woman, it would be interesting to see how they would react. And really, this was her playing and making sure that the ice was well broken.[/center]
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tyrus
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OOC Name:: Tyrus
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Post by tyrus on Mar 31, 2014 21:38:01 GMT -5
Gods what am I do-
Tyrus felt herself almost fall over when Daemia pressed herself against her; she gripped the desk and she could feel her psychic powers flux a bit with uncertainty. The finger along the neck bit didn't help Tyrus relax it made her fidget rather badly and she wasn't sure what she should do. Her cheeks were already as red as they could get. Her whiskers crackled with a pent up energy; sometimes when she was really badly flustered her energy would turn green instead of it's normal blueish color. The psychic found herself staring rather hard at the floor; her ears folded back as she tried to get control of the emotions that were rearing up rather suddenly. The morph let out a soft shuddering sigh and felt her powers flare a bit more before she used it to pick up the pad and the paper. Unable to do much else to get rid of the excess it seemed like a good idea. She furrowed her brow a little bit and then started to scribble her face still a heavy crimson.
W-what's the importa-
Midway through the sentence the pencil she was using snapped in half the long way while the paper curled up into a neat little ball and fell to the floor leaving the morph staring at it with a mix of both surprise and concern. She fidgeted some more; usually the morph was able to continue to push out her abilities so that they didn't get too charged; she sometimes felt like a battery that constantly needed to get refilled. The morph shifted a bit more and pulled her phone out of her jacket; the worn casing had a very pretty scene depicted on the back of her home town. The morph started tapping out letters on the phones screen; she had to figure out a way of communicating with people like this without having to resort to paper or phones. Maybe she could see if there was a translation device she could get made. It'd be pretty simple she figured; her hands slipped a little bit and the phone instead floated in the air wrapped in a green light. The text instead of being written simply scrolled across the screen; she felt her face stir up in a blush as the second bit was put forth. She wasn't sure if she should see more; she was curious yes but...
The amusing part is that I'm purely dark type myself since Ice and fire canceled out.
A considerable pause happened and the morph felt her face flush as she felt another sigh work it's way out of her lips before the phone continued it's scrolling text.
T-that's hardly befitting the first meeting as... Tempting as that sounds
The fox morph fidgeted more and more her eyes adverting to the side as she tried to get her mind off the offer; she wasn't sure how comfortable she'd be if that transpired. A train of rather embarrassing thoughts trailed through her mind and the moprh shut her eyes a bit and the let out one last sigh before the text resumed; she felt as though she would regret this for a time before getting used to it. The morph was still rather confused about this entire thing because she was fairly sure to herself that she was no where near attractive.
I... Suppose it wouldn't hurt. It's nice to meet you to.
֍ TAG: tyrus֍ WORDS: COUNT 601 ֍ NOTES: Weeee~ ֍ CREDIT: By Requiem of Remoor!
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Post by Daemia Saevus on Apr 3, 2014 19:23:35 GMT -5
This was certainly a wonderful time to be having, and it seemed that this other woman was getting even more worked up. Oh this could be something that would keep her amused for quite some time yet. But she'd need to keep her wits about her while doing this. If things got too far it could be a little bad if someone else decided to waltz on into the office area, but then again no one else would really have a reason TO come into this place because it was their office, it was their work space now. Though that was a little odd to think about in the first place. She always felt that her work place was down in the prison and the torture areas, because that was where she had the most fun with her work. She -loved- hearing the screams and cries of pain, being the one that caused that pain and then watching them squirm and bleed. It made her excited in a few ways, probably a couple ways that it shouldn't, but to each their own and everything like that. But she had to wonder how this woman would react to those truths, but that could be addressed when it comes up.
While sitting on the edge of the desk, or rather, leaning on it, that tail of her's was swaying a bit as she watched the phone, watched the text and then a bit of a smirk was playing on her face again, but this time it was big enough to show her fangs a bit as she closed her eyes and then giggled softly, though the tone of the giggle was clearly in a playful and rather...Seductive type manner as she slowly moved from the desk to be standing just in front of the woman as she leaned in a little bit and that smirk was still there as she did so. Was she done with the teasing and the playing? Was she going to be serious for a change? Oh no no, she was going to enjoy this for a little bit longer, and she knew just how to make it play out a little more than what it already was. She just had to make sure that she played this out right correctly. Then again at this point it seemed like she could just make this woman melt in the palm of her hand regardless of what she did at this point, which made this all the more sweet to her.
"You want to know something~? I'm sure you'll just love to hear it, mhmhmhm." She would then lean in a little closer, bringing up a single finger to her own shirt to pull it a little further from her skin and then coos the rest of the words at the other woman. "I'm not wearing a bra right now~ I'm sure you know what that means, mm~? I'm sure you do and I bet you'd love to see for yourself if given the chance." She would then wink a little and giggle softly as she would then go and look at the desks for a moment, she'd then pick one to use as her's and then she'd lean against it and watch the other woman like hawk to see how they'd react to that little bit, given the way they had been reacting to everything else? This would more than likely cause something to either click, or something to break. Then again she was really just pushing to see the limits of things, to see how this woman would react to everything. It wasn't every day that she had chances like this.
And on top of all of this, she was wearing a nice form fitting skirt because she knew that she wasn't really going to be down in the dungeons and everything today, so she was dressed somewhat nicely for this meeting. And because of that she looked down for a moment and then back to the other woman and blew a little kiss to them before talking again. "As for other undergarments? Well~ I suppose I'll leave that up to you to think about. It wouldn't due for me to tell you everything like that~ That wouldn't be fun at all~" It was rather clear to see that she was good at what she did. Perhaps that was also something she was doing, showing her partner how good she was at her job, but really she was wanting to see how this woman would react to all of this. She really wouldn't blame the other woman if they got angry at some point, but this was just so much fun that she couldn't really stop herself. It would all boil down to how her new partner reacted. That would be what would determine the rest of this little meeting.
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