Second Dates and Dinner Plates (open)

[Toxin]

Abigail stared numbly down at her cold pasta, idly twirling the fork full of noodles and willing her eyes not to close. Daniel was a nice man, only a year older than herself, accountant, well groomed and not hard to look at. His conversation, however, was either assaulting Abigail's ears or lulling her to sleep. She hadn't quite decided yet. On an on he droned, something Daniel hadn't done on the first date. If he had, Abigail would never have invited him to a hotel for dinner for the second. Slowly, her sanity was crumbling away under his monotonous, uninteresting chatter. She clenched her eyes shut for a moment, trying to will the pain this 'conversation' was creating in her temples, away. Daniel didn't notice the gesture.

"Annoying!" Abigail finally shouted. She pushed back from the table, her chair screeched angrily in protest. In the same motion, she smoothly drew the gun strapped to her thigh out from the slit in the side of her black sequined gown and shot Daniel between the eyes. Satisfaction and relief bloomed through Abigail just as the blood bloomed on Daniel's forehead. He slumped, head landing squarely in his empty dinner plate.

After angrily throwing three twenties on the table, Abigail donned her masquerade mask and stalked through the hotel lobby. She wasn't worried about the blood. Her black dress would hide it well and anything that had made it onto her skin would likely go unnoticed. People these days were too observed in themselves to notice a detail so small. Pushing through the throng of sweaty bodies and too much perfume stuffed into overly extravagant gowns, Abigail gained her freedom and a few disgruntled glares. She stepped out into the crisp night air. Deeply, Abigail breathed it in and out. Finally, some peace.

[Milicondras]

Her grandmother had ran out of her favorite brand again so she had wanted Miley to go get her some… the woman was way to picky in the ways of ropes and pliers sometimes… She also needed to stop bending and warping her pliers so easily… She understood that the ones she got had a good grip, a good gripping rubber on the handle so her hand didn’t cramp up, but the metal was way too weak for what her grandmother did all the time. She grabbed several pairs this time, she didn’t care what her grandmother said she knew she’d run through them all within the month. She then grabbed a large amount of rope and paid for it at the register before walking out and heading down the street. As she walked she passed by a girl with a mask and the smell of-... She paused and looked back to her and spoke casually to her. ”Pardon me but are you alright? I seem to smell blood on you.” The blood didn’t seem to be hers based on the fact she looked unharmed so she wondered what must have drove her or someone to draw blood on another. She couldn’t judge no matter the reason but she was still rather curious about it. TAGS Toxin NOTES ---

[Toxin]

Abigail quickly assessed the girl, weighing her mood and her options. Though the question had been concerned, Abigail saw only curiosity in the strange girl's eyes. Perhaps, not a hero then? Good, Abigail didn't feel like the dramatic fighting that always came with a hero. She let her eyes drift down the girl's body, until it finally rested on the plastic bag. The edges of what looked like a rope pressed against the thin plastic. This only seemed to solidify Abigail's thoughts that this girl was not a so called hero. Although, even if she had been a hero, Abigail's answer probably would not have changed. She just didn't quite have the energy to tailor her answers tonight.

"I just couldn't quite stand the second date." Abigail complained. "Even though I got all dressed up."

It was certainly apparent that Abigail had put effort into looking nice. The black sequined dress clung to her body, draping at the right places into a shimmering curtain of lack and hugging her curves in the right places too. Her neon green hair had been styled, still wild but also with an air of elegance that befitted her dress and masquerade mask. The mask itself was relatively simple, but upon closer inspection was crafted with an eye for detail.

[Milicondras]

OOC: The original post here i accidentally did an edit rather than a quote so its no longer here due to not having saved it, sorry for those who went back over to read this

Miley nodded once to her at her thank you ”No problem at all, thank you for allowing me to take him off your hands.” She said casually as she would shake her hand and gave a small casual smiled back after seeing hers. ”A pleasure to meet you Abbigail, I do hope I can one day call you Abby,” She said respectfully. She had a good feeling about this girl…. That and she didn’t wear obnoxiously strong perfume so she would make decent company from that alone. ”I technically have 2 names in terms of official birthright names. The first i grew up with, Milicondras Gendorytoonyfeel Feedecondro” She said casually in one breath with ease and had an odd accent as she said her name, it sounding like an odd combination of a Japanese and British accent. “An the one my grandmother gave me is Alexis Alizondra” She said casually again. ”You can call me Miley or Alex if it’s easier for you. Most humans tend to have issues saying at least the first one.” She said with a nod before looking to the hotel doors. ”I presume he’s in there?” If she confirmed it she would walk in and follow the sounds of panic over to the body and use her tail to hold her bag for her. She walked u to the body and lifted his head up and gave an obama esce ‘not bad’ face and nod before yanking the body from the chair and held him by the collar of his tux before inhaling and lifted him up and blew fire into the gun shot hole to stop the blood from flowing out. She then set the table chair and the floor where any blood was on fire before shifting into a puma and catching his body as it fell with her teeth and started to walk over to Toxin. She could hold him up briefly but in her human form she couldn’t carry him off as efficiently. She looked up to Toxin and nodded to tell her before heading to the door to tell her they should move out. Her tail curled around the handles of her plastic bag and held it up in the air. TAGS Toxin NOTES ---

[Toxin]

A small smile graced Abigail's face. She was grateful for the girl's sympathy and understanding. Thinking back to Daniel's dead, slumped over body still planted face first into the dinner plates, Abigail wondered for the first time if she should put effort into dealing with the body. One more look at the girl, who dressed casually with what Abigail read as a slight style of badass-ery, and Abigail made the decision to accept this strangers offer. This could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship, she hoped. "I would be very thankful for your help." Abigail responded, flashing another quick smile and offering her hand to the girl. "If you don't mind me asking, I'd like to know your name. I'm Abigail Price, but my friends call me Abby." TAGS Milicondras NOTES ---

[Milicondras]

Miley nodded once to her at her thank you ”No problem at all, thank you for allowing me to take him off your hands.” She said casually as she would shake her hand and gave a small casual smiled back after seeing hers. ”A pleasure to meet you Abbigail, I do hope I can one day call you Abby,” She said respectfully. She had a good feeling about this girl…. That and she didn’t wear obnoxiously strong perfume so she would make decent company from that alone. ”I technically have 2 names in terms of official birthright names. The first i grew up with, Milicondras Gendorytoonyfeel Feedecondro” She said casually in one breath with ease and had an odd accent as she said her name, it sounding like an odd combination of a Japanese and British accent. “An the one my grandmother gave me is Alexis Alizondra” She said casually again. ”You can call me Miley or Alex if it’s easier for you. Most humans tend to have issues saying at least the first one.” She said with a nod before looking to the hotel doors. ”I presume he’s in there?” If she confirmed it she would walk in and follow the sounds of panic over to the body and use her tail to hold her bag for her. She walked u to the body and lifted his head up and gave an obama esce ‘not bad’ face and nod before yanking the body from the chair and held him by the collar of his tux before inhaling and lifted him up and blew fire into the gun shot hole to stop the blood from flowing out. She then set the table chair and the floor where any blood was on fire before shifting into a puma and catching his body as it fell with her teeth and started to walk over to Toxin. She could hold him up briefly but in her human form she couldn’t carry him off as efficiently. She looked up to Toxin and nodded to tell her before heading to the door to tell her they should move out. Her tail curled around the handles of her plastic bag and held it up in the air. TAGS Toxin NOTES ---

[Toxin]

Abigail's smile turned from polite to personable, the smile you might give to a friend instead of a stranger. There was just something about Milicondras...Genderfeely-something Feecon-something, that appealed to Abigail. There was no social posturing, no expectations of social manners or maneuvering for prestige. Their conversation felt relaxed and practical, something that Abigail understood and appreciated. "I hope so too, Milicondras." Abigail had pronounced the name well, the only flaws being her American accent. Then she nodded to Milicondras and followed the girl to Daniel's corpse. With interest, Abigail observed the process of how Milicondras conducted her business. The fire, combined with the slightly odd appearance, plus the foreign name and shifting abilities led Abigail to believe this girl may be another species. Definitely, not human or meta-human. But what was most striking was the puma form. Abigail had the clench her hand tightly to resist the urge of running her fingers through Milicondras's sleek and soft looking fur. In human form, Milicondras was striking, just normal enough to pass in a crowd but just unique enough to make you look if she had your attention. In animal form, Milicondras, at least to Abigail's perception, moved with a lethal grace and dignity that was hypnotic. Then again, Abigail had always liked animals and plants more than people. People were stupid and unpredictable at times, plants and animals were easy to understand by comparison. At Milicondras's nod, Abigail followed her newfound companion back out of the hotel. The patrons of the hotel seemed invisible to her. A sense of peace and direction had come over Abigail, in contrast the suffocating anxiety that had led to her earlier walkout through the same foyer. It was maybe the first time Abigail hadn't struggled to interact with someone else. Tonight, that was exactly what Abigail had needed. TAGS Milicondras NOTES ---

[Milicondras]

Miley’s demeanor turned further freindly as she heard the girl speak her name so well for just your seemingly average american human. If she was in any of her other forms by now she would likely be purring by now. After she got the man she looked at abigail and noticed her hand her mouth's corners stretching back a bit more as she grinned the best she could as a puma at the sight. Not Many people took this form the way this girl seemed to. She lead her down the street and stopped outside of the stairs of the platform for the speed train. She dropped his corpse and turned into her human form. ”I do apologize for my silence in our travels, I lack the ability to speak in my Feline forms.” She said casually putting her hands in her pockets as she rested her knee on the man's limp body that she kept in a sitting position while being propped up on her other leg. ”My home is over in Melmont Kansas, it's near Keystone city. I would like to drop off this man and my supplies but after I do so I would like to offer meeting up with you once more for a.”She couldn’t really think of what to call it at the moment so after thinking for a moment she rose her eyebrow a bit. ”Night of activities in which we partake together in so that your efforts in looking the way you do is not wasted on someone who failed to make your night more pleasing.” She offered simply ”If you do not wish to my next offer will be me gifting you with my phone number in hopes that we can become on the friendship level with one and other. I feel that you would be a fine friend to have at my side and would not dislike me for my pass time activities.” She offered to her, knowing how she had killed this man now made her feel a bit relieved in the possibility of Abigail not freaking out right away, though the possibility was still there nonetheless. She rather would enjoy having a friend in another person. TAGS Toxin NOTES ---

[Toxin]

The deep purr continued to soothe Abigail's senses. Such a low, soft and beautiful sound, she thought, as Abigail followed the powerful feline form through empty streets to a train station bathed in darkness. Though grafitti scattered across the old concrete walls and the collection of trash in neglected corners suggested humans frequented this place, the eerie stillness of the night made the station feel devoid of human life. Perhaps she was being whimsical, but it felt like she and Milicondras were the only two people in their own little world. When Milicondras next spoke, Abigail turned and stared into her eyes. Her attention was utterly focused on Milicondras. The girl had not only gained Abigail's respect and appreciation, but also just a tint of admiration. To Abigail, Milicondras had gone from complete stranger to someone important in a short hour. The offer Abigail was given flattered her. Even more so, it excited her. Something that hadn't happened to Abigail in...well, it had been a long time. A little ball of tension tightened in her chest, in a good way, like the ball of anticipation one had when buying something expensive, but very wanted. "Even if you asked me to torch the dress and change into rags, I think I would still do it to meet you again." Abigail confessed honestly. "There's something about you that I am very fond of, even though I don't know you well. I would very much like the chance to know you even better. When you come back, I'll be waiting here for you." TAGS Milicondras NOTES ---

[Milicondras]

Miley looked to Abigail as they stood there and eyed her a bit everything around her paling in comparison to her. She started to lock eyes with her pale and nearing white levels of blue eyes staring into Abigail’s vibrant emerald green ones… They were no dull… Ones that one could forget easily… they stood out beaming all on their own. She smiled a bit at her reply. ”I would never ask you to do something like that… though I do admire your willingness...” She stared a bit longer as the train arrived and nodded. ”I shall return within the hour here… expect to go venturing into the nearby desert.” She said giving her fair warning just in case she needed to change before turning into a panther and carried the body with her into the train. After she made it home her grandmother sighed “That took a while, our guest was getting bored without my blade in hi-” She looked to see the body and smiled brightly “You brought me dinner!” She said cheerfully and gratefully. ”Yes and actually have an event with activities with his old date.” She said making her way into her room “Ooo~ my little girl is growing up! Though if things go wrong just let me know and i’ll make sure she knows ti was wrong t hurt my darling little girl” She said kissing her cheek making Miley smile a bit warmly ”Thank you grandmother… you always know just what to say.” She said as she looked through her stuff and grabbed some properly padded gloves in case she need to climb and swapped into some short shorts and a light grey crop top she pulled on her leather vest as her grandmother chuckled “Oh bringing out the good leather~ She must really be a good catch.” Miley nodding as she touched up her make up a bit and ran her hand though her short hair before cornrow braiding the side of her hair on one side while having the rest brushed over to the other side. ”She is… she was the one who killed that man...” Astrid clapped her hands together. “A wonderful catch indeed! Well good luck dear try not to be back too late in the day tomorrow.” SHe said happily before heading off as Miley started on her way back ”I won’t dont worry.” She made her way back onto the train and looked at herself in the reflection of the window and touched her lips with her fingers…  Maybe she should have put on lipstick or something to make them look less dead… Then again to at least her people she already looked like a walking corpse so there was not much to do about that. As the train arrived she walked out arriving just about when she said she would and looked for abigail. TAGS Toxin NOTES ---

[Toxin]

Toxin strode home with an urgency she hadn't felt in weeks. Her heels clicked steadily against the pavement, preventing Toxin from walk/sprinting to her apartment. Damned fashionable footwear, Toxin moodily lamented in her head. Nevertheless, she made it to her apartment, wrestled her keys from the black sequined clutch crafted to match her dress, opened the door and practically threw herself inside. Abigail kicked off her heels into some godforsaken corner of her bedroom and slipped out of the dress. She tossed the midnight sequined fabric haphazardly over her laundry bin. Barefoot, she crossed the soft carpet to her closet and rummaged through her selection. Something for the desert, she ruminated. Abigail chose a pair of khaki pants that fit like a second skin but allowed a surprising amount of movement, a simple black tank top, sock, and sturdy clack boots that reached to her shins. A select array of concealed knives and guns also made their way into the outfit. While lacing up the boots, Abigail briefly visited the thought that other people might have selected more loose clothing when they knew they were about to get hot and sweaty. After years of training and working in humid greenhouses, the sensation of clothes plastered to her skin was something Abigail could care less about. If anything, it was a familiar and almost welcome sensation. It said, we're about to get things done. Standing in front of the mirror adjacent to her bed, Abigail raked her hands through her hair, loosening the stiff hair gel and allowing her neon green locks to flow freely. Finally, she collected her wallet and keys, slipped them into her back pocket and left the apartment. She paused a moment to lock the door behind her. Twenty minutes left, according to her watch. It had taken exactly that to her here. Abigail surmised if she set a brisk pace, she would arrive at the train station just in time. With a more familiar outfit and comfortable footwear, Abigail made it to the station in just under fifteen minutes. Alone in the darkness with her thoughts, Abigail spotted a small flower growing between the cracks of two slabs of concrete flooring. Smiling, she approached it and knelt down. Ironic how something that looked so fragile could be so hardy and beautiful. Without thinking, Abigail reached out to caress one of the petals. The flower seemed to shudder and withdraw from her touch. A faint pit of grief and fear lodged in her chest, familiar, as the flower shriveled into black waste in a matter of seconds. Nothing else seemed to be bothered by her touch. Cruel that the thing she loved most in the world couldn't withstand her skin. Abigail retreated from the death of the flower, what seemed like one in hundreds. This was why she always wore gloves to work.  Abigail found a bench to rest on and spent the remaining couple minutes thinking about everything not botanical. When the warning rumble of the train echoed through the empty halls, adrenaline excitement that has slowly faded without notice lit Abigail's veins again like a fire. She stood, hands in her pockets waiting for Miley to emerge. When Abigail finally spotted her, she grinned in genuine happiness. Whatever happened next, was going to be great. TAGS Milicondras NOTES ---

[Milicondras]

Miley looked to her and grinned a bit, seeing her date's own grin of happiness made it rather hard not to give one back in return. She looked her over the best she could while trying not to look like she was checking her out due to not wanting to seem rude. The girl could really change outfits in a good amount of time. Walking up to her she gave a small nod. ”I’m glad to see that you decided to join me. I would be lying if i were to claim that others haven’t claimed to be willing to meet with me like this then not show up in the end.” She wasn’t stupid, she knew that it was all due to how she presented herself at times and how many quickly others learned what she did on a day to day basis and did not rather like that fact and feared for their safety with her at their side. But she knew she had a good feeling about this girl for a reason. ”I noticed that the deserts in these parts tend to have a perfect void from the cities lights, which means that the night sky and stars will be in perfect viewing positions.” She said as she motioned in hopes that she would follow as she started to walk in the direction of the desert. ”That and there are many small mountains we could climb. As a child I always loved finding the biggest tallest place I could get to and blow out fire.” She said smiling softly and slightly at the memory. ”If you get too bored though just let me know, not too far from there is I believe an abandoned theme park that the city hasn't stopped fueling electricity to so we can even go there after to see what fun we can find. Does this sound acceptable for group night activities?” She hoped they would be, she would hate to give this growingly wonderful girl a boring night after having just having started to sit through a different boring night TAGS Toxin NOTES ---