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Unusual Comforts; Open
Topic Started: Jan 13 2015, 08:48 PM (102 Views)
Fire Ant
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Date: January 13, 2015
Time: Early afternoon


Karin presently found herself sitting within the branches of a tree. It was cold out and while she didn't exactly like the cold, her warm fur trimmed jacket and fur lined boots helped to keep out the worst of the cold. Boots were another thing she didn't especially like because they muffled half of the senses she used to navigate the world. It also made climbing things more purely vertical than trees virtually impossible. But, it was winter time and it was either deal with the inconvenience of boots or give herself frostbite. Snow and bare feet didn't exactly play well together. All things considered, she'd rather deal with the inconvenience.

Although she had been there for a few weeks, Karin was still new to the Mansion and still adapting. She missed her parents, missed the familiar hallways and voices of her old school and missed the relative quiet of her home town. The city of New York was overwhelming in its shear size. She'd never been such a huge city before; there were just so many people. Maybe one day she'd become comfortable there, but that wasn't going to be today. Crowds had never numbered among her favourite things.

Nor did Karin have anyone she could really consider a friend, although that wasn't exactly a great change. She just didn't feel comfortable talking to others and risking their judgement. She couldn't read or write due to her disability and being unable to do either was a great mark of personal shame. Life had become easier in the months and years since developing her unusual senses but there were some things she'd simply never be able to do no matter how much she desired it. Those were the things that people were going to judge her for.

Her new life wasn't all bad, however. For the first time Karin didn't feel as if she had to hide what she was and that was something that still felt amazing every day she woke up. She didn't have to worry about hiding her antennae because everyone knew she was a mutant by the mere fact of living in the Mansion. Even better, she wasn't even one of the stranger ones around! She didn't get any strange looks when she walked around barefoot because, when compared to everything and everyone else around, it really wasn't that strange at all. It was comforting to know that she could just be herself without fear or worry. Leaving the grounds was another matter and something she had barely done since she arrived, but that was a worry for another day.

For the moment, Karin was reasonably content on her perch. She could watch the comings and goings of the Mansion in peace with no one to bother her. 'Watch' was, perhaps, mostly the wrong word to use, but if asked to describe in words her olfactory map she wouldn't have had them to give. Her antennae waved back and forth as she remained lost within her own thoughts.
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Scaleface
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Leona snuck out of the mansion once more. Again she was procrastinating on doing homework. She had been out of a pure learning environment for so long that her brain was struggling to adjust to a classroom. She had her warmest clothes, which was not much really, and so she shivered in the cold. There was a simple remedy however available to her. Her emotions turned inward for just a few seconds to feed upon her guilt at not working and the excitement of the risk. It was a simpler approach than pure concentration and within a handful of heartbeats, her body was morphing.

Her size and mass grew. As her clothes only just began to stretch, they were absorbed by her expansion. Soon enough where there had once stood a young woman, now stood a dragon balancing on its hind legs. With her shift in weight, she let herself fall forward onto all four legs. While she now lacked insulation in the form of clothes, her scales did a better job, and she also benefited from gigantothermy to bolster her endothermic body in the cold.

Scaleface looked around the white landscape with her sharp eyes and checked the air with her keen smell. As she inhaled trough her nostrils, she somehow breathed in a mote of dust, a bug, or something tiny from the air. She sneezed and unable to clear the irritant, tilted her head up and spat a gout of flame 100 feet into the air. Leona worked her jaw and throat, found the irritant, whatever it was, to be gone and was content. She inhaled again, more carefully, and picked up an unusual scent.

Within a few seconds, she thought she spotted the source. Normally she would all be, live and let live, the motto of introverts the world over. Today she felt a little different, if the person was as shy as herself, then perhaps company would help them both open up in a school that put emphasis on cooperation. The dragon trotted over to the tree and looked up at the would-be monkey. “Hello, I’m Leona.”
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