The Fur Apartments: Revamped! <Closed> [PM application only]

[Setcho]

-setcho

*grinned and started his treadmill*

[Tina]

(She actually has a god after her as well as several different mob bosses so...you are the least of her worries. I hope you don't mind if i use you for a second.)

The vixen went to her room and opened her briefcase. She took off her right thumb which was a USB drive and plugged in the data she collected. While she was downloading the data she got a pop up with Alex's face on it. A hitman had apparently taken a job to hit this fur. Funny how she already knows where this fur is and how to kill the hitman after him, the list is very useful tool for this reason. She picked up her brief case and went to the roof.

[Cifero Windtail]

(o-o Hitmen now... If I didn't already have three characters, then I would offer a suggestion of another, but... I do have three characters. Sort of.)






Cassy walked along calmly, occasionally taking deep breaths and exhaling all her air while sucking her stomach in as much as possible and staying like that for as long as she could.

[Tina]

(You don't want your hitman anywhere near mine. She hunts hitmen specifically.)

[Setcho]

-setcho

*kept walking, occasionally looking over at cassy and smiling*

[Cifero Windtail]

(... Well, actually, they're more of a freelance assassin. And they're not on any lists. Come to think of it, they're more of an espionage person than an assassin. More like a mercenary.)


(... Plus, they're a supernatural being and don't really like to kill.)




Cassy smiled back every time, even when she was keeping herself from inhaling; when she did that, her stomach looked incredibly thin.

[Setcho]

-setcho

hey um cassy? have you eaten lately.....?

*stopping his treadmill*

[Surge Protectorate]

(A god? Damn. Every character I see makes me feel like I'm more and more playing the poor mortal who really shouldn't be here. Maybe I need more powers. )

"So, I'm hearing there's not a lot of faith in you yet?" Easing himself to his feet, the buck turns to start walking as his conversation carries on. "Yeah, well... I've no doubt you'll turn them around." The main doors slide open, Alexander stepping out...

[Cifero Windtail]

-setcho

hey um cassy? have you eaten lately.....?

*stopping his treadmill*

Cassy stopped her treadmill and exhaled, looking down at herself. "... Well, yeah, but not all that much since the surgery," she said. "I kinda forgot, come to think of it..." Her ribs were showing slightly, and her stomach was slightly sunken in.


(Not exactly a god...)

[Tina]

(No the God hunting the vixen. He's called yaezhing, God of assassin's, murder, and punishment beyond what the crime entails. The vixen used to work for him.)

Outside a bulldog was on a roof with a sniper rifle trained on alex's head. He was about to pull the trigger when a loud bang rang out like that of a tank cannon firing. The bulldog looked up only to have his entire upper body taken off by an actual tank round that continued going through the roof he was perched on.

"Target eliminated." The vixen said as her right arm, which was now a cannon that fired tank rounds, mechanically became an arm again. She left the roof and headed downstairs.

[Setcho]

-setcho

*took her by the hand and started to lead her back inside*

you need to eat, its important for you recovery. ill order pizza

[Cifero Windtail]

-setcho

*took her by the hand and started to lead her back inside*

you need to eat, its important for you recovery. ill order pizza

Cassy nodded, poking her stomach. "You know, I did wonder about that," she said, glancing over at Setcho. "So... You're going to fatten me up then?" The crat grinned cheekily at the lion and poked his bare side.

[Setcho]

-setcho

*stopped and turned to face her*

no but...you need to eat

*resting his head against hers*

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

((*coughs cause Cif is yet to respond to my post*  ))

[Surge Protectorate]

(Yeah, I was more referring to what Talia said.)

The deafening bang roars out from above, echoing across the complex, and within an instant, the rabbit retreats back inside. "Yeah, that 'when you get time'? Make it quick!", he urges, breaking into a panicked run across the atrium. "I don't know what that was, but if I've been tracked down already, we're going to need to make plans. Do it Dad's way, I still remember it well and clear, shouldn't need anything."