http://dreadedwind.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] dreadedwind.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] kingdomdressing2010-06-05 03:28 am
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Beer is a Mans Best Friend

[It seems the Whirlwind Lancer is in one of his 'moods'. Hence the seemingly endless pile fo beer bottles piled up on the kitchen floor. His spears are out, and he seems to be playing target practive with bold passerbyers. Is someone bold enough to speak to him, or is his emotionless glare far too intimidating to withstand? ]


(Ooc:Warning: he is in a 'stabby' mood.)

/is going to die. A horrible death. 8Db

[identity profile] zynnic.livejournal.com 2010-06-06 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Mmyep, there is a neko-girl that's been poking around the DR nearby, and she's slipped into the kitchen, so far unnoticed, and has the refrigerator door between her and this Xaldin, as she grabs some milk to drink. Sure she should be scared out of her wits since he has his lances out, but...She's never met the Xaldin from her universe--Except that one time he was in a dress, and that makes her giggle. So yeah, just sipping her milk, and ignoring this Xaldin.]

[[OoC: Go ahead and ask me to delete this if you don't want this character. >_>;]]

8Db Icon fail...

[identity profile] zynnic.livejournal.com 2010-06-06 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Ears twitched when the lance went by her, and easily ducked to the side, peering back at Xaldin. That just was annoying, she hadn't done anything to him...Yet. And eyes glare back at Xaldin, but she doesn't unsheathe her katana, just glares at him, deciding not to respond.]

[identity profile] zynnic.livejournal.com 2010-06-06 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
...No...You just don't seem worthy enough to waste my breath on.

[Armcross now, and he'll earn a glare from the cat girl, she did not like that snipe.]

[identity profile] zynnic.livejournal.com 2010-06-06 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
...Hmm.

[She lets the spear swish past her ear, and lets her arms lower, and her right hand lands on the hilt of her katana.]

[identity profile] zynnic.livejournal.com 2010-06-06 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
...[She's clenching her hand around the blade, narrowing her eyes before flattening her ears, surprised that he could move so quickly, however she could move quickly on her own, as well. So she unsheathed her blade, attempting to stab him with it, hissing a bit in disgust, as the stench of beer and alcohol filled her nostrils, and grimaced.]

And maybe this "pretty kitty" isn't as weak as she seems!