The Fur Apartments 2: Rebirth <Pm application only, see details>

[Razuel]

Raz tried to hide himself on Naaki's back... but failed... as they approached  the others

[The Past]

Geoff frowned briefly as Kro disappeared, but his smile returned as he turned back to Naake ni and Raz.
"Ayy, there you are. Feeling better?" he asked the dragon.

[Fuzzpaws]

Stops by Geoff and looks at him, then up at the tree house. "Sorry, guess I should have waited until you were done talking... "


Turns and looks at the dragon "I felt you tense up and crouch down dragon. Trust me, I won't let anyone hurt you while you are my guest. BUT, I am sorry if it made you uncomfortable... "


Looks back to Geoff "Any plans? Was just taking a walk around the yard to stretch my legs adn get some fresh air."

[The Past]

Geoff shook his head. "No. I was kinda waiting for someone. Maybe they're not coming today..."
The bear gently pet Raz on the head. "I'd like to figure what happened to this little guy, but, uh, can't speak dragon, heh..."
Then it hit him. "Oh! Maybe another resident can understand him. Are there any other dragons around here?"

[Fuzzpaws]

"I'm not sure... but we can ask. There is the lady in the black robe... Grunan, I think.. She seems pretty  well educated, just not sure about her yet..."


Starts padding out toward the rough at the edge of the grounds. hoping to make a lap before going in, even this late.

[Razuel]

Raz felt more at ease and he detensed(Untensed? untensifies?) his body and felt a sense of trust to these two, but when they would pass people, Raz would tense up until they would be passed

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

(All of which aren't real words Raz  . A word you could use instead are things such as relaxed))


Alka made his way downstairs, realising what the time was. "Well... It seems my sense of time is a bit out of whack... Best try to get myself to sleep now so I can adjust to the time zone a bit better." He looked back up the stairs and silently sighed going back up to his room.

[Fuzzpaws]

Feels the dragon relax as I walk around, but tenses up if we see anyone else.


Come back to the door to the lobby, have to grab the handle with my teeth to turn and pull the door open. mutters under my breath  "really need to talk to Zarco about a better way..." 


Pads inside, checks clock then asks Razuel "Want to get something to eat before we head to bed? could use a bite... " Heads to the kitchen and pulls the fridge open. Finds the pot of stirfry that Geoff made and pulls it out. finds a skillet with a wooden handle, dumps the stirfry in and puts it on the stove to heat. After it warms up finds a couple of plates, manages to get them to the table, then gets the pan and dumps it on the plates, makes a mess, but will clean it up when done.


While near the table I tell Razuel "Hop off and dig in, just leave one for me."


I eat and clean up the mess, then head up stairs for my apartment, and my now favorite comforter.




(night all, hard working with the GMT times, but ... // okay, Razuel, editted.. sorry still learning.))

[Razuel]

((Thank you for moving us along... but please, don't say my actions for me... it's not the nicest of all things....)

Raz had poked at the food before he ate it, then as he saw Naake head off, Raz quickly followed, stumbling a bit, but he followed and would cuddle up next to Naake to sleep.

[Kromas Ndorai]

Kro watched the world go by as he gazed from one of the treehouse windows. Ideas danced around his mind like dancers, elegantly hammering repeating patterns into his mind. Should I have said? Who may they tell? Who might seek it? Why does it matter?


In truth, Kro knew it didn't matter. None of this did- it was all ephemeral. He, without his life, was not. While he was still "new" as such, he was faulty. Unlike the other Princes, in one way or another. Would that prevent him from growing old? Would it cause him to decay? More questions he did not know answers to. He didn't even know if the surface even knew of the Princes. That was... comforting, really, for as long as he entertained the thought that it could be true.


He opened the hatch, jumping down, and sat by the base of the tree. Leaning up against the bark, he looked up to the sky, and all the small shapes swirling with in't endless expanse. He often wondered about it- how far it went, what it knew, and who controls it. Yet more unanswered questions.


He relaxed as he watched the sky, whistling a tune to himself.

[Fuzzpaws]

Wakes in early afternoon still piled up in the comforter on the balcony. When I shift around I feel something else in the comforter and look.. it appears to be the little dragon...


 I quietly get up trying not to wake the dragon and pad inside and look around... If I am going to be here a while I'd like to make the apartment feel more like home, like my den... but not sure how or what to do, so I decide to head downstairs. I pull the trashcan over to hold the door open in case the dragon wakes and wants out, then pad down the steps, cross the lobby and let myself out for a walk-about.


Pad along thinking, wondering why I'm here and for how long... I change my focus to the energy around me, the ebb and flow as I go by different areas, the shades of the energy as they change. I occasionally stop and bask in some of the 'warm' spots, feeling the energy coursing through me, then hurry a little through other 'darker' spots.


In my travels around the complex I pass near the tree house and see the Wolfsky sitting under the tree, not sure if he sees me or not, I just keep my distance. Not really looking to talk right now, and the energy in that area ... hhmmm...

[Kromas Ndorai]

Kro continues looking to the sky, now quietly singing under his breath.


"Oh, I'm losing time, I'm losing touch, and all these little things seem to matter so much...
That they confuse you..."


He briefly catches a glimpse of someone else, seemingly keeping a low profile. Feral, by the looks. Wolf, most probably. He decided not to try and contact the being, but instead turned his head back up to the sky, continuing to sing to himself.

[Fuzzpaws]

After my walk-about I go back to the lobby, and then into the library. Looking through the rack I find a shelf on Native American Shamanism, and a couple on Spirit animals, Awakening, etc... I pull each carefully off the shelf and carry them over to a sheltered spot on the floor near the lobby pond before laying down and flipping the first open and starting into it.


(Yes, I'm feral, but not uneducated....)


 I lay there for quite a while reading and thinking, aware of my surroundings, but intent on the books, occasionally murmuring or chanting quietly, or getting up and stretching and looking around the lobby before going back to my reading.

[Fable]

Fable wakes up feeling rather cold, after helping with the little dragons injuries Fable was more than a bit tired and slept practically all day, Hoping to both get warm and get some much needed food Fable got up out of bed and made their way out of the room and down the stairs carefully.

[The Past]

It had been days since Geoff moved in yet he hadn't bothered to unpack. He plucked out every item in his large backpack and set it on his floor to sort out. Every piece of clothing and blanket in there was rolled up to an incredibly tiny size to allow space for whatever else he could throw in while scavenging in abandoned houses and trash cans. Admittedly, a huge chunk of his time throughout the year was spent shuffling through his bag, reluctantly swapping out items for more useful finds to stuff in there. Such was the life of a homeless hoarder.