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[Cifero Windtail]

"Um... Cifero," the crat replied, opening the door and walking in. "Cifero Windtail... What's yours?" The crat set down his bags on the bed.

[Astora_]

"Eva Butterfield, nice to meet you."


She grins lightly.

[Cifero Windtail]

Cifero blushed and rubbed the back of his head, returning the grin. "Nice to meet you too, Eva," he said. "Sorry if I'm acting all nervous... I get a bit socially awkward." Unzipping one of the bags, the crat started to take out folded clothes and put them away. "So... you're new here too?"

[Astora_]

"Yep, just got down here. This place is huge!"


She sits on the bed while he continues to unpack.

[Cifero Windtail]

"Yeah... it looked pretty big on the outside," Cifero replied, quickly putting away the rest of the clothes in the suitcase and moving on to the next one. Strangely enough, all the clothes in that suitcase seemed to be suited for someone with different body dimensions than the crat. "So... What brought you here?"

[Astora_]

"I needed to find a more suitable place to stay, since I'm in debt right now. How about yourself? Did you come here with someone?"


She stretches a little, still exhausted from hauling over to this location.

[Farewell]

Zaida cooked the steak, keeping it rare and the stove on low. As she microwaved the asparagus and lightly salted them. The Vexū put it on a plate blending her drink and pouring it into a cup, the rest in a jar in the fridge for anyone who wanted it. She walked over the the bar and sat on the stool starting to eat.

[Cifero Windtail]

Cifero flushed. "... It's rather complicated," he said, putting away the last of the other clothes and placing the two suitcases in the closet. He still had a few other bags left to unpack, but for now, the crat seemed done with clothes. After moving one bag into a corner, the crat wiped his forehead. "Just a second... My wings are cramping up," he said, unzipping his sweatshirt and shrugging it off. Almost immediately, a pair of black wings unfurled behind Cifero, prompting a relieved sound from their owner. "Much better..."

[Chains]

I go outside and look around to see if I can do something, moving my wings I get ready to take off and start flying.

[Chains]

I fly for a good half hour but not seeing anyone that I would like to I end up at the pool. I land and walk over to it and sit down on the edge looking into the water.

[Chains]

I get up from the pool and fly through the front door to the reception to get to the kitchen.

[Chains]

I see the fur and fly up to you and you can tell I am tiny, "yes i do." I say

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

(I think this RP is pretty much dead.)

The stoat saw Chains flying through the reception. "Oh, hello there. Do you happen to live here?" she asked.

((You can't kill what was never alive))

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((Compared to others it was barely breathing. ))

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

((Because the majority of those that loved the originals most, left for reasons I can only assume are good. All that was left was an idea which we had to pitch to members who were fed up with series, or members who didn't understand it. With that being said, I give my sincerest apologies to all those partaking in the RP [especially Michen because you had only recently gotten approved], but I'm shutting it down. Outside of the event I hosted, with the intent of kicking things off, this RP was was a failure beyond failures. It was born with a collapsed windpipe. There is only so long you can keep it alive before you just feel sorry for it. I'll PM a moderator and ask to close it, as a lack of activity clearly shows that not even the people who stuck by this series want a new one anymore. Myself, included. Thanks to those who at least attempted to partake in it, I can't say it has been good working with you on this RP, but similarly, we tried.))