Dark Celebration {Masque/Olive}

[Avery]

Tags: .masquerade.
Muse: High
Music: Hanging Tree
Words: 528
Ooc: Here ya go! :3

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    Moon-high.

Calm
Peaceful
Darkness
Shadows

    Hazel eyes glowed in the soft moonlight that bathed the two-leg place as the owner's eyes slithered between shadows. It was the kind of night that was rich with excitement, and caused tension to crackle along the air setting the fur of the lithe tabby on edge. Leaping up onto the fence that barricaded her journey she balanced easily on the tiny ledge humming slight tune to herself as she did. Loud music blasted through a majority of the upwalker's dens and Olive paused in her travels to watch them blunder around the depths.  Some ran outside with pots and pan's while other's sprinted around with fire-sticks that sparkled from their hands. Narrowing her eyes she watched fascinated as they danced, and twirled in happiness. Weird animals, she concluded to herself and pushed forwards; she had things to do and places to be. Fourth of July was whispered on the winds and she flicked her ear curiously. Perhaps it was a night of celebration for the humans? Whatever this day was, they were certainly acting like idiots. The sour scent of yeast was wafting towards her nose while she passed a particularly run down den with even louder music blaring from the open windows. People screamed and laughed on the inside, while a lone female was throwing her stomach contents onto the asphalt nearby.

 Crinkling her nose in disgust the light, mixed with darker browns stripped tabby jumped from her spot on the fence and padded towards the female. The she-human cooed towards her while weakly holding her hand towards her. Olive stood a little ways away from the upwalker, her eyes twinkling darkly in the shadows. The upwalker spewed once more and tried again with calling Olive towards her. Flicking her tail the tabby continued on-wards, the smell of the female becoming unbearable. Ick, she thought as she pushed her paws into a slight jog. She needed to find a particular cat tonight, and rumors had suggested that he would be most active at night. She had slightly hoped that the large crowds, and loud noises wouldn't deter him from being out and about. She doubted it though, he sounded like he tried to show a tough-tom cat mask. 

 The cat's around here knew who she was, and they respected her. She was someone who could command attention without the need to constantly annihilate her enemies. It wasn't that she couldn't, she just didn't feel the need to constantly push her image down people's throat's. Everyone knew her small frame, and kit-like appearance fooled strangers, but they knew her true demeanor. She could be ruthless and harsh. Finding the spot that a majority of her friends had scented the tom she settled herself onto her haunches and pulled her plumed white streaked tail across her four white paws. Her white chest stood out against the dark shadows, making it look like a tiny beacon. Fire erupted into the sky in bright colours of blue and green causing the cat to glance up slightly. More quickly followed and the faint roar of upwalker's cheering drifted down the alley way. 

What an interesting night.

[.masquerade.]

TAG || 208 WORDS MUSIC: MUSE: Good OOC;

Masquerade It's oh-so playful when you demonise The tom had wandered a bit farther than his territory that night. It was a special occasion, after all. He remembered it well, from his short time as a housepet. His dark-amber eyes glowed as he padded along the streets, watching all the commotion. Moonlight and fireworks reflected off of those cold eyes.     He had never been a creature to be sentimental, but something dragged him back every year to see this celebration.     The cascade of rippling muscle beneath a sleek marbled pelt was the display of his physical power. He wasn't very large, but still managed to be plenty imposing. He stopped at the mouth of an alley, stretching and spreading his jaws wide in a yawn. He didn't even bother seeing if the alleyway was already occupied.     As was his custom, he strode right in as if he owned the place. And then he took note of the other presence. Female, rather small.     He took a moment to let his eyes adjust to the darkness before fully absorbing her features. Ah. Yes, he recognised her. but he'd never actually met her.     "What a fine night this is, wouldn't you say, my dear?" he called out to her, charming grin already taking form on his angular face.

Forged by LUCI OF ADOXOGRAPHY

[Avery]

Tags: .masquerade.
Muse: Good
Music: None
Words: 285
Ooc: Apologies for the short post ! Just heading out the door

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"What a fine night this is, wouldn't you say, my dear?"

The husky voice of the tom reached her ears over the loud harsh cascading thunder of the fireworks above. Flicking round white tipped ears Olive turned her hazel-green eyes onto the massive form in front of her. It didn't matter that he was a large cat by nature, every cat was large to her. It didn't matter though, small meant nimble and quick, while large meant cumbersome. A small smile played upon her lips and her white whiskers pulled upwards. Orange flared followed by blue bathing the two cats in an eerier glow. "Quite the night." She meowed back, her voice strong for such a tiny soul. "You must be the stranger I keep hearing about." Standing onto to her paws she kept her posture relaxed, her plumed tail swaying behind her. "I must say, I'm impressed Masquerade. You've caused a rather large stir in the live's of the cat's around here." Her eyes traveled his frame while she spoke before returning to his dark gaze. It wasn't that she was eyeing him for his looks, although even she had to admit he was quite handsome, it was more so to memorize him. She did this with every cat she met. She memorized their voice, their scent, their stance, everything that she could hold onto in order for her to use it later in confrontation. She knew the tom cat in front of her was a charmer. Confident in his ability to dip his words in honey to seduce those around him. She was incredibly curious about him. It was one of her little quirks, her curiosity.

[.masquerade.]

TAG || 178 WORDS MUSIC: MUSE: Okay OOC;

Masquerade It's oh-so playful when you demonise     The cat stopped his stride, not too far from the she-cat. Not only had she heard about him, but she knew his name. That made the smile on his face genuine.     His name was already spreading. Like wildfire, really. And he hadn't even done anything yet. It was all happening much quicker than he'd expected. but the way cats now approached him was what he'd wanted all along. He wanted to be a figure that didn't fade, that lived on in legend.     but as for now he was a name that the majority of non-Clancats knew.     He took a moment to think. The pause was only an instant, but it was enough time.     Did he want to play it innocent? What stir? What have I done? He almost snorted aloud at that. Perhaps if I were a she-cat.     "Well, darling, it would seem you have the advantage over me," he said with that sly grin of his. "Would you mind leveling the playing field for me?" He chuckled slightly.     "Or rather, would you mind telling me your name?"

Forged by LUCI OF ADOXOGRAPHY

[Avery]

Tags: .masquerade.
Music: None
Muse: Good
Words: 328

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"Well, darling, it would seem you have the advantage over me. Would you mind leveling the playing field for me? Or rather, would you mind telling me your name?

Darling?

Olive cocked her head at that word, her little ears perking in interest at his sentence. He didn't know about her. How strange, although not entirely surprising. New comer's usually didn't know about her until she made her face known to them. Everyone around here knew who she was because she grew up with them or presented herself to them. Otherwise then that, she was allusive, a mere shadow in the alleys. Liquid hazel eyes rested on his darker one's in a mischievous manner. So she had the upper hand with this tom. Lovely. Her white streaked plumed tail twitched gently. A loud shriek drew her attention towards the sky just as a white streak flew across the dark clouds. A bang followed and white sparks showered downwards towards the houses that shielded them from view of the upwalkers. More colours followed the white one, green, blue and red exploded one right after the other. It truly was a magnificent sight. Returning her gaze towards Masque. "I am Olive if you wish to know my name. Pleasure to finally meet your acquaintance. I am honestly not surprised that you haven't met me before, I'm only seen when I wish to be." She flashed him a wink before she bathed in green light from the fireworks in the sky. Cheering echoed towards them, and she looked behind her, wondering if they were walking down the alley towards them. Slightly relieved that they weren't she faced forwards again. "So Masque, can I call you that? May I ask what your intentions are after you've so rudely disrupted the peace that has surrounded these parts since Venom left?" It hurt speaking that vixen's name, but her voice was strong and her face was neutral.

[.masquerade.]

Avery || 151 WORDS MUSIC: MUSE: Good OOC;

Masquerade It's oh-so playful when you demonise     "Olive," he repeated, the name rolling easily off his tongue. He smiled, faintly. Pleasure to finally meet his acquaintance? Was she expecting him? He forced the paranoia away, holding onto his smile. I am honestly not surprised that you haven't met me before, I'm only seen when I wish to be.     There was a glitter of interest in his dark eyes at that. Those eyes wandered over the she-cat. He hoped this would have a good ending. He was already enjoying speaking to her.     When she asked about the nickname, he gave a short nod, as though he didn't really care.     Rude? Venom? He'd heard of Venom before, but knew little about the whole situation.     "My apologies for my inadvertent rudeness," he said, quirking an eyebrow. "As for my intentions..." A wicked smirk slipped onto his angular features. "Those are for me to know, and the...common rabble...to figure out."

Forged by LUCI OF ADOXOGRAPHY

[Avery]

"My apologies for my inadvertent rudeness, As for my intentions.Those are for me to know, and the...common rabble...to figure out."

Common Rabble?

Flicking her tail Olive returned her gaze to the sky for a brief moment. The timing of tail flicks matching the booming of fireworks. The light shifted from a bright white to a dark blue, then quickly to green, and back to white. The petite framed tabby drew her eyes back to the massive framed tom near by while her eyes held an unreadable expression. "Interesting word choice," She replied her silky words just loud enough to hear over the insistent booming and laughter of their surroundings. "So, what you're trying to say is that you are either a big cat with big plans... Or.." Her voice dropping, and with a slight mischievous tone she continued, "You're all talk and no show. This mighty plan that you mysteriously hide, whatever that may be, is just simply," She paused standing from her sitting position, "words."

 She stretched, her claws scratching the cobblestone in front of her, and her plumed tail flattening behind her. Shaking herself she turned towards him, a playful look crossing her features, very similar to the one she used on a particular snarky white she-cat. "Tell me Masque, does the common rabble she-cat get to know what this plan is before she loses interest in this meeting?" A slight glint crossed her eyes, warning him that she was being serious. She was all interested in having fun and games, everyone knew that, but this was business. She was interested in gains, not losses, and she was hoping the tom in front of her would eventually give her a big gain.