Zdenek Zeman (Jun 3, 2011 10:18:33 PM)
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scarybunnie (Jun 3, 2011 10:21:37 PM)
*About the time he spoke he would hear whines and the sounds of a wolf come out of his mouth, in the reflection of the mirror the wolf tilted his head like he had no idea what zden was talking about. It all started to fade away to black He shrunk down and when he tried to look at himself he would only see black fur. No hands, no feet, just black fur. The bathroom was gone, the mirror was gone. He was in the warehouse still or…part of it…but nothing was in it. Spider webs covered old racks*
Zdenek Zeman (Jun 3, 2011 10:23:37 PM)
*He looked around and would chew on his "paws"...this had to be a dream, he was not garou he was kinfolk. He must have eatten something bad.*
Zdenek Zeman (Jun 3, 2011 10:27:32 PM)
(brb)
scarybunnie (Jun 3, 2011 10:29:21 PM)
*He sure as hell was not in Kansas anymore. There was not a whole lot in this place either. Something however had started to bite him and it itched like a motherfucker. It was a little annoying at first…but then it started to happen all over. He was being eat up my something and he could not scratch very well with these damn paws*
Zdenek Zeman (Jun 3, 2011 10:32:49 PM)
*He growled and shakes his body trying to lose whatever was biting him. It was only making him angry that he could not get it to stop.*
scarybunnie (Jun 3, 2011 10:38:18 PM)
Hey man! Don’t rock the boat baby. Hey Ted! Ted! Dude! You killed Ted! NOooooooooo! *The sound of tiny little voices coming from on his body sounded off, each one had a Cuban accent and all were laughing like there was huge party going on….on him…* One of the little creatures fell off hitting the ground a tiny flea…and it was talking to him* No man! No don’t eat me man! *infectious giggling followed*
Zdenek Zeman (Jun 3, 2011 10:39:28 PM)
*he leans down to look at the flea, nose almost to the ground as he eyes it.* What is going on? And could you please stop bitting it well..itches.
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scarybunnie (Jun 3, 2011 11:12:21 PM)
*The flea that had been flailing about on the ground makes a grand jump up on to Zden’s nose. So much so that his eyes almost looked crossed as he tries to look at the flea.*
*He shakes his head only slightly to uncross his eyes.* Do you know whats going on, if you can help I suppose you could stay a while longer.
*He would feel another bite on his backside, soon after he said they could stay a while longer. Other strange things were happening though, the more he started to looked around the move he would notice lots of cockroaches and walking around the parameters in a solider like march and purposefully.
*he lays down with a small huff.* Yes big battle, suppose to be watching the kids and now I'm over here stuck or something. Don't know whats going on and I don't like not knowing whats happening.
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Woah! Chika! *the Fleas all cheered and hooted from afar* Thanks for the lunch! We love Eurpoian Cuzine!! *Zden would hear that...Wendy well it was more like inty bitty voices that she could hardly make out cockroaches marching along the parimator for the old warehouse, Zden laying down on the floor in lupus.*
*He turns his head and looks towards Wendy. He would stand and his tail would start wagging, even if he did not want it too, he was happy to see someone that was not a bug.* Oh thank gaia, I don't know whats happening.
*she looked down at zden then to the fleas prancing around.. she shook her head looking at the wolf.. not knowing if the wolf was spirit or ya know garou.. but seeing the spirits all being happy she knew it was not wyrm..* Ohh my you have shifted? Late change huh bud? Yeah you wound up in the umbra.. happens to us all one way or the others.. ya know i can totaly hook ya up with the glasswalkers have ya do your 48 hours and you would be a claith in well 48 hours.. *She chuckled* but i some how think your family would rather you follow in there foot steps huh?
*She nodded to him* well ya know i mean i can go on and on about what exactly happened to you and that gaia has chosen you for a specific purpose but being kinfolk like you where and the age of it and knowing what we are and what is expected of us, i would think i wouldnt really need to explain the what you are.. ohh but
*Fleas were no doubt bounding on to Wendy as well. Little voices going WEEEEEEE! As they made the long jump from Zden on to wendy. Occasionally Zden was still getting a bite from time to time*
*She motioned around* this is the umbra.. likely the first time ya seen this place huh? Yeah its beautiful deadly creepy and well all sorts of mystifying at the same time.. *she turned to look back him* i think ya need to come back over to the fleshlands side.. allright?
Just need to sort of concentrate on it.. *she shook her head a bit when assulted by flying bugs*
*A tilt of his head at Wendy and he gives a small nod.* Late change...i suppose that does not happen often, but it does explain some things. Now what then, how do we do that?
*She grinned* ya need to concentrate on the fleshlands its really hard for us homid born but ya got in ya just give it a try..
Aint no thing but a chicken wing ya know
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Chicken wing..*A slight shrug at that as he does his best to focus and try to shift over to the real world.*
(( I'll let you make it with out a roll))
(thank you scarey i didnt want to fight off a shit ton of patteren spiders if he got caught in the webs)
(lol)
(( I am feeling nice...))
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