The Outlook

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Darlin' hit me up tomorrow, will ya? Seriously. My brain has been scrambled all afternoon. it keeps jumping from one place to another and I can't seem to lasso that critter.

There's also the possibility of mimi....you know...what most people refer to as catgirls or nekos...but Neko is part of a word. THe full word is Nekomimi, or Cat Ears...There are others, like Inumimi (dog ears), Usagimimi (bunny ears) etc
 
There's also the possibility of mimi....you know...what most people refer to as catgirls or nekos...but Neko is part of a word. THe full word is Nekomimi, or Cat Ears...There are others, like Inumimi (dog ears), Usagimimi (bunny ears) etc

I grew up with the word neko dollface. No kitties, no bunnies no furries of any kind. :p
 
*Sighing at the contentment I feel, and yet unsatisfied too. Do I dare try for another post? Have I got one in me for a vampire detective scene?

I retrieve a drink from the bar, some cold sweet tea, to enjoy as I consider my opening scene.
 
We could also go the hot little asian girl route. Mmm, Rei-chan... *zones out*

Now THAT I might buy into. Got a link on her so I can check it out? *kisses his cheek* I'm checking out early tonight, babe. Have a good one.

Night Milady Thyri. I'm glad one of us can write at least. Strike while the iron is hot, but don't push it. *she brushed a kiss on the lady's cheek from the ether.*
 
Now THAT I might buy into. Got a link on her so I can check it out? *kisses his cheek* I'm checking out early tonight, babe. Have a good one.

Night Milady Thyri. I'm glad one of us can write at least. Strike while the iron is hot, but don't push it. *she brushed a kiss on the lady's cheek from the ether.*

Um...Sailor Mars...not hard to find pics of her. Pretty hard to find decent ones though. I recommend Black Dog doujinshi
 
Um...Sailor Mars...not hard to find pics of her. Pretty hard to find decent ones though. I recommend Black Dog doujinshi

Don't want pics.. I want the goods on her. I'll try bing-ing her tomorrow then. *nips his ear and flutters off for real*
 
Now THAT I might buy into. Got a link on her so I can check it out? *kisses his cheek* I'm checking out early tonight, babe. Have a good one.

Night Milady Thyri. I'm glad one of us can write at least. Strike while the iron is hot, but don't push it. *she brushed a kiss on the lady's cheek from the ether.*

*Nodding at her sage advice, enjoying the kiss good night.

Sweet dreams, Cait. I notice you have 8 story threads. That is how many I had when I started to burn out. Same way with Illiana, except she had a couple more I think. I'm beginning to wonder if 8 is the tipping point.
 
*Nodding at her sage advice, enjoying the kiss good night.

Sweet dreams, Cait. I notice you have 8 story threads. That is how many I had when I started to burn out. Same way with Illiana, except she had a couple more I think. I'm beginning to wonder if 8 is the tipping point.

Depends on the person. Some can do more. I used to be able to do a lot more.
 
Small feet lead a very down girl to the beach...The silence, the stars, the surf which comes and goes~ all help her to focus on something NOT her life. With a sigh, she sinks into the sand and watches the waves roll in.
 
Small feet lead a very down girl to the beach...The silence, the stars, the surf which comes and goes~ all help her to focus on something NOT her life. With a sigh, she sinks into the sand and watches the waves roll in.

*sneaks up on a wolf and nibbles*
 
Turning to hug draggy close.

Hey dragon kin.

Releases him with a sigh and turns to face the roaring ocean
 
Turning to hug draggy close.

Hey dragon kin.

Releases him with a sigh and turns to face the roaring ocean

Bad day?

I have something that MIGHT cheer you up. I found the enhanced version of the bloodrayne thread on my external. I put it up in place of the other one.
 
*returns from her jaunt into the mind/world of fox/hound*

Ohh licorice please...

*sighs* I still have to do a piece for Sasha...

Hello Luna. So....I'm stumped on where to go from there in our thread....the morning after's going to be awkward no matter what...*chuckle*
 
A gown of gossamer silk held up by a clasp on her left shoulder, dark blue in color shot through with threads of silver; such was the gown she wore this night as she walked the empty shoreline of the Outlook. Cait had no need for her shawl as the nights had gotten quite warm. The small ocean breeze felt welcome on warm skin. It scattered the scent of vanilla she wore.

It was a moonless night. The sky seemed darker, deeper. Pinpoints of light by the thousands, decorated the darkness. Some twinkled closer, some further and some didn’t seem to twinkle at all. The only sound that came to her ears was the soft lapping of the water upon the wet sandy shore.

Cait stood on the pier of the Outlook, taking in the vista before her, breathing effortlessly, inhaling the peace and the serenity of the moment. She took it as her own, the moment, and made no apologies for doing so. The waters called to her and it would be so easy to reach up, slip the clasp loose, let her gown puddle at her feet and let milky flesh suspend over the water for a mere second before diving into the cool, rhythmic waters; to dive deep into briny depths until her lungs demanded air; kick to the surface and break the solitude of the watery plane. She wanted to turn on her back and float, a piece of slim naked flotsam, feeling the water caress her skin like a lover’s touch; everywhere, anywhere, as she stared up at the sky, her hair fanned out around her like red seaweed.

She didn’t indulge. She was tired in bone and mind. It was a good weariness however, not one laden with strife and stress. Another night, she silently promised the sea before turning on her toes and walking slowly back the way she had come. Stepping from the pier, the lone promenade continued.
 
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