Characters: Sam, Psyche, and whoever else wants in
Content: Yellow Flicker arrives and explores the local wild life
Setting: In and around the airport
Warnings: Mild language, mild sexual situations, I mean, Psyche is involved after all!
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The sound of falling water gently permeated Sam's dreams and he shifted in his sleep. )
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It was time for fun now, and Mara was stampeding a herd of something vaguely deer-like, though they still did have the characteristic skull face of the other creatures. She had chased them around to the front of the building, several of the animals bleeding from her harrying runs, more blood on her claws, and an excited evil laugh echoing off the building.
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Then behind him he heard villainous laughter and the sound of pounding hooves. He craned his head over his shoulder to try and see what was going on and almost fell off his perch. A quick grab saved him from that and left him swinging through the wall to the outside.
He dropped to the top of the portico roof and not overly surprised to see what looked like a supervillain hunting down more of the interesting skull animals. After all, he had been here for a while; he was due.
He followed protocol and dropped into the roof far enough to hide most of him while he assessed the situation. Flyer, good speed, but not super speed, claws, but no apparent range weapons. Then he saw the tail and the skirt. "Holy hell in a handbasket! I got a demoness!"
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She landed in front of the head and crouched down on hands and knees to get a closer look at it. Under the beaky visor looked to be a handsome young man with no fashion sense. She reached out one clawed and bloody hand to touch him only to discover her hand passed right through. Her tail perked up and she grinned broadly as she swatted the head a few more times like a kitten with a ball of yarn.
An excited little squeal came from her and she leaned forward like she was going to pounce, saying, "Oh yay! You're fun!"
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Sam's brain actually kicked into gear. The demoness was a flyer, so he needed to go somewhere that would negate that advantage. He hated disturbing those sweet rat critters but running inside seemed like his best option.
"Whatever evil you are plotting, you did not count on the presence of the Yellow Flicker! Prepare for pwnage, dastardly demon dame!" And he ran through the doors into the overgrown atrium, scattering wildlife as he ran.
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She cackled with evil glee and jumped off the roof, darting through the doors in happy pursuit, breaking the glass for the fun of it. This man (with his tight-fitting yellow pants) was more interesting than a stampede of gimazelles! The wildlife was taking the safer option and fleeing to their holes for safely.
Her laughter echoed throughout the larger room as she hunted for him amidst all the vines. "Evil plans? Why plan my evil when being spontaneous is more fun?!"
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