Post by Xion Alistair Dance~ on Jul 8, 2011 8:38:55 GMT -5
Xion smiled at fox's offer at least he didnt have a grudge, he might have been a bit of an Idiot explaining it but he did mean every word. he thought about the offer... he was still following, before Accepting he said "Beat's shouting at a wall count me in" He gave a small smile. wondering if he could make up for being a jerk he would find a way eventually he decided. If he had to shift his opinion on humans he supposed it would have to be done so he at least had a friend in the Asylum and no more people that hate him. he then said to kit "Im Sorry kit if i Offended you, i didnt mean to offend you or fox. " he was sorry but no doubt she would think he was trying to do something stupid.
Did he just....appologize? Kit stood there blankly, she couldn't understand that ANYONE would appologize to her...not in this place anyway. She quickly dismissed it so as not to seem too caught off guard, "uh, sure, Xion, is it? No hard feelings." SHe smiled a bit. Turning back to Fox she replied to his invitation, "I'd love to," and slightly pouted at the fact she had to play nice with his toys, nevertheless she agreed to his terms with excitement.
"Glad to see we're all getting along now." Fox said with a grin, his tails wagging a bit and the fox-fires glowing just a bit brighter. He was glad that Xion had apologized to Kit, as all the talk of killing humans was a bit distressing. It seemed they could put that behind them for the moment and concentrate on getting to know one another better in a more comfortable setting.
"Follow me then, my rooms aren't too far away." He added happily. He was almost skipping as he led the way, which was surprising considering their rather bleak surroundings. Sure enough it didn't take more than five minutes till they arrived at a section that seemed rather better maintained than the area they'd been in. It was still a part of the 'cell block' but it looked more like a set of apartment doors than a real prison.
Fox pulled a small key out from under his robe, which pocket it had been wasn't exactly clear to anyone but him. He unlocked the door and entered, leaving the door open for his two guests. Inside was a well furnished room, at least by prison standards. In fact it was exceptionally cozy.
The room actually had carpeting, even if it was a dull gray color it was nice and soft. A large, comfy looking bed dominated the right side of the room and had a small mountain of stuffed toys on it. There were several shelves near the head of the bed which were also holding many a stuffed toy, ranging from small beanie-baby types to massive stuffed animals that were bigger than some children. The ones on the shelves looked a bit worn, with many obviously old and having endured several repairs.
There was also a well worn, but still comfortable looking recliner near the bed. It was currently occupied by a small army of the ever present stuffed toys, but these seemed a bit newer as evidenced by a lack of repairs and the brightness of their colors hadn't yet faded much. There was a small table in the corner with a single lamp on it, along with two wooden chairs with a cushion on each. That area seemed perfect for reading, and several books were stacked neatly on the table. That place was surprisingly lacking in toys.
Another door could also be spotted on the side opposite the bed, that merely led to Fox's bathroom. There was a small sink and mirror, toilet, and a bath tub/shower in there for him.
"Make yourselves comfortable, I can move some of my friends, er I mean toys off the chair if one of you would like to sit there." Fox said, trying his best to act as a good host.
Post by Xion Alistair Dance~ on Jul 10, 2011 12:42:24 GMT -5
Xion looked slightly confused as he entered Foxe's room the only thought he could think of was "Too Much Plushie." he was clearly not in his element. and decided to sit on the floor next to one of the lamps. he couldnt use his ability beneficially here, he would probably inccur a wrath no living being should endure. If fox didnt attack him Kit probably would... or at least get angry at him again. he had to admit fox had it much better off than the average prisoner. Xion had a proper cell, steel bars, a sink an uncomfortable bed and a mirror for when he got lonely. he was envious of fox, he then noted Foxe's wording hearing him call his toys his "Friends"
No doubt kit and fox would love this room after all they were animals. he then said sarcastically "What no Pokemon ?" He wasnt being spitefull but he was trying to get a laugh out of one of them, he briefly considered throwing one of the plushies at one of them and start a plushie war. but fox wouldnt want someone to hurt his friends... He wasnt smiling but one was tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"What's a 'pokemon'?" Fox asked, tilting his head to one side in a confused manner. He'd missed quite a few popular culture references over the years, as his captors never let him watch television. They only barely allowed him to read books, and only those they'd looked over to make sure they wouldn't stimulate his imagination too much. The scientists enough about his abilities not to let him get too many ideas in his head, otherwise it would literally be like adding weapons to his arsenal.
Fox went about moving his toys from the chair to his bed, then clearing a space on his bed. Making sure his guests had somewhere to sit other than the floor, even if the floor was covered with carpet. "You can sit here if you like, it's more comfortable than the floor." Fox said, patting the chair. "Or you can sit on my bed if you like, I don't mind." He had a shy smile on his face, happy to have some people to talk to in his room.
Post by Xion Alistair Dance~ on Jul 29, 2011 6:04:13 GMT -5
Xion laughed at Fox asking what Pokemon was... Despite having a rather popular rival, TV show and Manga he still didnt know what it was ? Xion sighed before saying "Basically there Pocket monsters, there not real there something to entertain children. There are many different types and there popular on the outside" he sounded abit of a jack ass to himself the way he said it but it couldnt be avoided. He then did infact take foxe's offer and moved the plushies himself by carefully putting them on the floor next to the chair, god forbid anyone fling one across the room, ever...
"Oh... I don't really know much about what happens on the outside." Fox said a bit sadly. They didn't even let him watch TV like some prisoners got to do, so he really didn't know much at all that happened outside the asylums. At least it seemed like Xion was settling in well enough, and was being gentle with Fox's toys too.
Fox grinned as he flopped down on the bed, his three enormous tails swishing about. "Can you tell me more about the outside? I haven't been out since they brought me here twenty-six years ago, and I couldn't really see a lot from the inside of that armored vehicle they transported me in." Fox loved learning new things, but unfortunately he never really got the chance to indulge in it due to the nature of his powers. Anything he learned about made him that much more dangerous as it was another thing his illusions could manifest as.
Kit tilted her head at the conversation. Monsters that fit in your pocket? They have special powers? Something was familiar about this, but---"OH! Television show..." she said softly to herself, still not remembering because of her lack of interest in TV, but recognizing some of the terms. She saw Fox clearing the chair and Xion dropping some of the stuffed animals to the floor. Looking at them curiously, she felt they'd have better company if she sat on the floor along side them. Placing one on her lap, she thought of what else she could share with Fox about the outside world. "Humans live in houses with rooms much like this one..." she began, "...but I feel wandering the streets and alleyways was much better. Until I came here and found there's nothing but the same ol' concrete." her feline ears dropped, "I'd love to see the sky again."
Liadon, at this moment, was sitting on a mat in the center of his cell, performing his afternoon meditation. The floor was tiled, the shape of squares in a dull red color spreading out through the room. The decor wasn't much to speak of...more than anything, he mainly had a bed to the far end of the door, a darkly colored mat in the center of the room, and a pair of bookshelves against the walls against either side of the mat. Each bookshelf had rows of books, all of them various in nature and neatly organized, arranged, and set. It was clear these books were well cared for in his hands...though most would find his room rather drab and dull for having 0 rank status, he was quite happy with how it was. It was simple...peaceful....and most importantly, neat. If one were to try and find a speck of dust in Liadon's room, they would be hard pressed to find it. He also had a few sets of robes, neatly folded and set off on the floor next to the foot of his bed. They were almost identical to the ones he wore, and all were hand-stitched by himself. The robes themselves were dark in coloration, and included both a set of glovelike attatchments that covered mainly the palms and backs of his hands and a hood, which he usually kept up.
When he was almost through his meditation, he heard it...voices. They seemed to be speaking in the cell across from his...intriguing. He took a few moments to ponder on the implications of this. Though he did not mind the solitude he had been so used to...he had to admit, his curiosity was a bit piqued. He wasn't sure he ever met any of his neighbors...though that may be because people tended to avoid him once they found out more about him, and how dangerous he was....despite his normally mild nature. Slowly, he rose from his mat and exited his cell, slowly walking over to the cell's door across the way. As he was about to knock, he hesitated...thinking for a moment more, he determined that there was no reason he shouldn't make an attempt at being friendly. It's not that he was shy or anti-social...it was more that he tended to keep to himself more than anything. It was hard being alone all the time occasionally, however...maybe making a few friends wouldn't be so bad....provided, of course, they stick around. He then quickly knocked on the door three times in rapid succession and waited...
"I can barely remember what the sky looks like..." Fox commented a bit sadly. Before he could speak more though he heard something quite unexpected. His ears perked straight up, the little tufts of fur on the end seemingly wiggling a little as he heard the three rapid knocks on his door. No one ever knocked on his door before. The humans that ran the asylum just came right in, and the only people he knew were already inside the room with him.
Curious beyond belief, Fox hopped up quickly and dashed to the door. He opened it up without hesitation to see who was knocking, and wondering what they wanted. He had to look up to see who it was, which was pretty normal for Fox. Fox tilted his head to one side as he tried to recall if he knew this person, but nothing came to him.
"H-hello, I'm Fox. Can I help you?" He asked, wondering who this stranger was and feeling a little giddy at the possibility of meeting yet another new person today.
His hood blocked most of the view for the upper part of his face, save for his ocean blue eyes. Liadon looked over the one who answered the door...Fox, as he introduced himself. He could see why he was named such, due to his appearance. He hesitated a moment before slowly beginning to speak.
"I...heard voices coming from over here...I'm in the cell across from yours. I admit, it made me curious to see what was going on...I'm Liadon, by the way. Nice to meet you...considering our circumstances, anyway."
He would make no move to enter the room...at least not without invitation. He didn't need his powers to tell that Fox was....how to describe it? Jittery, excited...nervous maybe? Regardless, he seemed a little tense in some way or another right now. After a couple seconds of though, he would add to what he said already.
"I apologize if I am disturbing you in any way...as I said, I was mainly curious to see what was going on...it's not too horribly often I hear much noise in this area."
If Fox was in any way capable of reading emotions within the eyes of others, he might be able to tell that there was more to it than mere curiosity. Loneliness may have an added factor of sorts...but Liadon wasn't going to go straight out and say he would enjoy a break from keeping to himself. One can only endure so much time without contact with those aside from the captors that put them here in the first place. He also had to wonder if maybe he was afraid he might snap....he didn't want to harm anyone. Especially not fellow prisoners.
"Oh, I'm sorry for making too much noise. It's just I finally met some people that didn't run away from me." Fox paused a moment then, realizing that this person wasn't running away either and had in fact introduced himself as Liadon. Maybe that meant this person wanted to be friends too! Fox's three tails started wagging again, causing the metal rings near the base of his tails to clink together.
"Oh, you should come on in too!" Fox said happily, suddenly grabbing Liadon's hand and tugging him into the room like an overly excited child.
"Look everyone! Another friend! Everyone this is Liadon, he came from across the hall." Fox said with a grin before turning back to the newest guest, whose hand he was still holding. "Liadon, these two are Kit and Xion." Fox took it on himself to introduce everyone, after all they were all in Fox's room. Introducing people was what a host did right? At least it seemed like something a host should do anyway in Fox's mind.
"No...don't worry it wasn't too much noise. I wasn-"
He stopped short with what he was going to say by the noise he heard...little clinking noises. What was that? It sounded like it was coming from his tails....before he could even continue this line of thought, he would feel his hand grabbed as he got dragged into Fox's cell. That was certainly abrupt...he stammered a bit in response to Fox speaking about coming in as well. As he was making introductions, Liadon would quickly look over not only the other two people in the room, but the room itself....so he has carpet it seems. Not to mention several stuffed toys...some of which appearing to have seen better days. His eyes especially lingered, however, on the small pile of books Fox had...he wondered what sort of reads he went for? He gave a slight nod to everyone in way of greeting once the introductions were over.
"Greetings, everyone...it is nice to meet you all."
Kit's ears shot up with the comotion and her eyes widened. Not knowing whether the guards would do any knocking in this area, she was extra cautious as Fox opened the door. To her relief, Fox's joy had proven to her that it was a new aquaintance. Nevertheless, Kit watched him closely as he entered, studying his every movement, every expression, and every point of focus he afixed his eyes to. He seemed calm enough. Not wanting to be rude, Kit stood up to greet the newcomer, still holding the little toy in her arms. "Hello," she began with a soft smile, not wanting to be too strong in showing her excitement by the growing group, her split tail flicking into action as she pondered her surroundings.
Post by Xion Alistair Dance~ on Aug 4, 2011 20:37:58 GMT -5
[OOC: we needs teh post orders, also revenge skip much ?]
Xion was zoned out as the new person entered the room and they all started talking... he slowly thought to himself "Why arnt they paying attention to me ? Oh well i'll sort it out" He then picked up a plushie toy as everyone was focused on the new comer he flipped it a few times with his hands before launching it at kit it was a decent shot and no doubt someone would try to kill him for it but he would live with it. He stood up and walked towards the new comer saying "Hello. My names Xion, You've met fox and kit" He then intending to scare the Bejeezus out of the new comer extended his entire left arm out of his right hand in a handshake like manner. To the normal human thats not normal. For Cleo and Fox it was probably becuase they werent human previously right ? it didnt seem common for someone to be able to shoot there entire arm bones out of there other arm and not be hurt by it.