Aurora Lights

Azeal smiles at Cindy and places his arm around her and pulls her close, looking at his alarm clock, he shakes his head and blushes as he looks at Cindy and takes a deep breath in through his nostrils and he counts in his head 'one...two...'he then let's out the breath he was holding in his lungs before lunging at Cindy and planting his lips to hers. To be honest, Azeal has never really had a girlfriend, sure he's had his first kiss and all that, but he never kept in touch with them. He was hoping Cindy would be different. He then separated their lips and he blushes as he looks at her, holding her hand tightly. He then gulps and replies to her question, "I-I don't really know what you like to do. I mean, um, we could uhh how you say, make-out for a little?" Under his white fur his cheeks were bright red, and it kind of showed through.

Azeal smiles at Cindy and starts driving down the street to reach the dorms. He gets out and opens her door for her as he looks at her with a smile. He then places his arm around her waist as they walk inside, he opens the doors for her and they eventually reach the dormroom and he walks in with her, and he sits her on the bed and smiles as he takes off his black jacket and gloves, showing his black tank top with the bright red crossed hammer and sickle, he then walks over to his closet and pulls out a long object that is wrapped in red silk. He slowly unwrap the silk and it shows a beautifully carved ivory sheath with matching handle, and a golden tsuba, the then pulls the handle, the blade notch clicking as he slowly pulls out the blade, the Damascus steel shimmering in the light, he pulls out the blade and he smiles, " I got her from my father. He said his father gave it to him, and before that, his father gave it to him. I heard it was obtained by my great-grandfather by mastering a special kind of secret martial arts that only a few people in the world knew. It's also said to be made by the best swordsmith in all of Japan and China. It's said to be so sharp it can cut boulders in half. Of course I'm never going to try that." He chuckles and hands her the sword with a smile, " go ahead, it won't bite." He sits beside her and looks at her holding the sword with a smile.

((OOC:He talked to me and said he was banned for no reason, so yeah. Idk what's going on with that.)) Azeal smiles at Cindy and softly kisses her head," You'll like. Its kind of illegal to have on campus, but oh well. Ok, I tell you, I have sword. Very sharp sword." He licks her cheek as he pulls her closer and his tail curls around hers. He then opens her door so she can get in his car again, he then gets in and straps both of them in. He starts rolling down the street in a more civilized and less exciting and explosive. ((OOC: I would say Azeal could purr, but tigers can't purr in real life soooo...))

Azeal blushes a bright red color as she kisses him, he gulps softly as she gets off of him, he too pulls himself up and chuckles softly, "I don't have much else to do tonight besides go to my dorm. Maybe we hang out a little more? Show you my other um... Toy." He looks at the steering wheel and grips it for a moment before slowly getting out, he then watched Zeke do his trick and clapped for him, "Good show comrade!" He then looks at Cindy and smiles at her before saying to Zeke, "hey, buddy. You don't mind if I call a rain check on teaching you to drag,dah?" He then whispers to him, "Cindy was more than a little impressed with the car." He softly nudges his arm with a laugh.

Azeal smiles and opens her door as he speaks to Zeke, " I tell you brother, I had Ducati, I know how to ride motorcycle, but I may show you how to drag race." He smiled at him and closed Cindy's door and he gets in the driver seat, turning on the fuel and he straps Cindy in the harness and hands her a helmet out of the back of the car, he then straps himself in and turns a nozzle on a large blue cylinder and he then flips another switch before he turns the key and presses the start engine button. He smiles as he revs the massive engine up, flames shooting out the exhaust pipes protruding from the fenders. He then leaves the parking lot to get on a large strait of road. He then gets lined up on the road and he floors the gas, his huge rear tires spinning insanely fast as smoke billows out the back of the car, the front tires skidding as it tries to hold back the power of the engine. He stops building out and he presses a red button on top of his shift know and he holds it down as he revs the engine to 5k rpm, he then floors it again as he let's go of the button, the car's front end lifting up into the air as the wheelie bar keeps it from flipping, he shifts into second and the car falls back to the ground, he then flips a switch and bright blue flames jet out of his exposed exhaust, the car rocketing as he shifts through the gears. He then starts slowing down and he starts laughing as he presses his hand to his heart, "Holy Shiat! That was fucking awesome! You ok Cindy?" He then looks at Cindy and lifts the front visor on her helmet to make sure she's ok.

Draco sighed hard and pinched the bridge of his nose before speaking again," I understand that. I didn't plan on many people actually living in that hell hole. Actually, I was hoping on there being maybe 2 more people. 4 people in a squad is preferable, not many people, but enough to get a house cleared in 5 minutes if that." He then checked the ammunition in his pistol and he sighed as his mag was fairly low, but he didn't feel the need to swap it for a fresh one.

Azeal smiled slightly, " sure I could give turns riding in it." He then drank some more of his vodka before he started making his way to the vehicle, he seemed to not be able to keep his mind nor his eyes off of the Snow Leopard that seemed to entrance him. He then waited for the others to catch up with him, looking at his prized possession. He looked at Cindy and said, "Would you like to ride first? I am very good driver." He stated with confidence.

Azeal nodded to Nadia and replied,"Dah, that is my corvette, it has over 800 horsepower and can reach 370 Kilometers per hour." He then looks to Cindy while Nadia was talking, his lightning blue eyes locking with hers for a moment, he blushes lightly and clears his throat before he looks away, he then takes a swig of his vodka before he reaches into his pocket and takes our a cigarette, putting it to his lips and takes out a lighter, he lights the cig and starts smoking it. His tail flicks slightly as he stares at the floor, listening to the others talk before he spoke once more, " But yes, Zeke we should spar some time. Buthe I would like to show you the real power my Corvette possess." He then chuckled softly.

Draco nodded before he spoke, "plan is, we're going to find the rest of the living in the city, then we're gonna hit up that military checkpoint on the way out of the city. I know a shipment of ammo and food and maybe a couple armored vehicles are there. Definitely worth checking out." He sighs and puts the nozzle back on the pump and gets back in the car, handing Rhetoric the bag of supplies, he takes out a bottle of water and starts drinking it slowly, his rifle pointed at the floorboard.

((OOC: sorry for the lateness)) Azeal followed the wold and his mare in his sleek muscle car, when they made it to the bar, he parked beside Zeke and got out, politely introducing himself to the mare with a smile, he follows them in and says," Just yell if you need help, comrade." He pats Zeke on the shoulder before he sits at a bar and orders his drinks, gulping down the shots before he hears Zeke yell and he stands up while whipping around, he then sees the wolf fleeing out the door and he chuckles softly before walking over to Zeke and Midnight, along with the two other women, he nods to them and he places his bottle of vodka on the table, " He looked like he piss himself." He chuckled and smiled slightly, leaning against the booth seat while he listened to then talk, he kept glancing at the two women, the snow leopard especially. He spoke up when he noticed something about the way Nadia moved that just said she knew some form of Martial Arts, " Um, so anyone else here have like fighting experience? I am nearly Master at Systema, Brazilian Jujitsu, Taekwondo, Krav Maga, and LINE. I've been training to go into the UFC or MMA." He then looks at all the occupants of the booth with a slight smile.

Azeal nodded with a smile, "That's the one, dah. Maybe I could follow you, I like your bike, what is? Yamaha? I used to have Ducati 848 EVO, but I sold it for this beauty. Spent 15 thousand upgrading her. 5.7 liter V8 with Twin turbos, both are 90 millimeters. " he stars up the engine again and smiles at his new friend and waved to the mare on the motorcycle.

Azeal smiled and turned off his gurgling engine as he took off his glasses, he smiled as he said," listen, buddy, I seem to hAve gotten a little turned around, and I was wondering if you could show me where that little bar is, you know, the one with the ah, vodka bottle, the big one, dah." He waits patiently for a response, he didn't seem that used to talking that much since he had a very thick Russian accent and would occasionally stop his sentences to think about what the words he's using are. All in all though, he didn't seem to be trying to annoy this helmet wearin,motorcycling wolf. He then grabbed a cigarette and offered Zeke one, before speaking aflgain, " by the way, my names Azeal. Nice bike, looks fast. Sounds good too." He complimented.

After Azeal finished talking to the girl he was chatting with, he had finished his day and felt like going for a night drive, he hadn't driven anywhere for a while and he felt the need for speed take hold of him, so he picked up his keys and his leather jacket and his blacked out shades as well as his cigarettes. He walked out to his solid matte black 1975 Corvette LT1 with heavy modification done, a large blower and 270 inch rear wheels, it also has custom mustang style exhaust that protrudes out the side fenders om the engine bay. He got in it and put the key in the ignition, he turned the key and flipped on the fuel pumps and waited a minute, texting his friend until the engine was primed and he pushed a red button, the engine turning over several times before the engine roared to life, he held down the pedal for a moment, the engine shaking the ground around him and causing some car alarms to go off, he closes his door and puts on his harness before he plus the clutch lever on his transmission and he snaps the handle back and he slowly backs out of the parking spot. As he cruises the road, he sees Midnight and Zeke riding his motorcycle, he stops beside them and rolls down his window and turns off his music and he says to them, " How are you tonight? Is good night,dah? Look, buddy, I know you are with your uhh...how you say girl, but could I talk to you for a minute, I mean if you don't mind of course" as he waited for a reply he revs his engine up twice, the whole car's body twisting with the power of the engine.

Draco sighed softly and pointed to his name badge, " Names Draco Glaiden, 5 years of service over seas and 7 years state side. I'm a certified Staff Sergeant in the national guard and I've also been shot 7 times. I watched my whole squad die to those damned walkers. As for trusting me, well I haven't shot you yet, which is kind of more than I can say about a few other people I've met during this epidemic. So there's that." He sighed and opened his door, taking his pistol off the dash and he opened the gas cap and placed the nozzle in the hole, he then turned to the station and walked over to the door, he knocked on the glass and waited a few minutes before opening it, he then walked in, grabbed a few snacks and water and turned on the pump before he walked out to the car again and he looked at Rhetoric and said, " keep watch, I'll pump." He pressed the button and started pumping the gas.

Draco stopped and looked behind him as the car approached, and when the driver opened the door he pointed the rifle at him, his natural response was to Rais his rifle but he stopped right before he reached for the grip of his rifle and he sighed before he started taking off his rifle quickly but making no sudden moves, "Look, I'm from the National Guard, besides I have body armor and a full auto M4, But I'm not gonna shoot you! I'm here to help you...But you gotta help me, come on let's get outta here!" He hops into the car and closes the door, he takes out his pistol from his chest holster and places it on the dash, his hands on his face as he starts laughing, " I though I was dead man. Thanks for stopping. Damn walkers almost had me for lunch...Hey, did you hear that demonic scream come from the city? Scared the hell outta me." He sighed and looked at the walkers from the car.

Draco looked at the door in fear as he heard scratching on it. He sighed and turned away to walk some more, he was hoping desperately that it was in fact a human, unfortunately it wasn't, and even less fortunately, he had attracted the attention of a few walkers, he then heard the loud demonic scream. He gulped as he saw all the zombies around him turn in his direction, he slowly raised his weapon and started slowly backing up, after about three steps he bumped into a walker and he was grappled, but thanks to his military training, his reaction speed was impeccable, thus he grabbed the Walker's arm and slung it over his body. He then took out his pistol on impulse and fired three rounds into its head, that attracted more attention to him, so ultimately, he ended up running down the street, M4 swinging as he sprinted across down the street, he hurdled over debris and sliding across hoods, he then saw a vehicle approaching, he started waving his arms and yelling for the driver to stop while he kept running, about 20 zombies behind him.

Dr Draco slowly wandered through the decrepit city, the buildings in shambles, the only thing walking the streets openly was him and about 5 zombies. He took a deep breath and looked at the decaying faces of the dead, he growled under his breath as he forced his way through the street, gun raised to swat down any attacker, he weaved through the broken vehicles, staying undetected by the undead. He heard glass break in a stable building beside him and he instantly swings his gun barrel to the building emitting the sound, he gulps softly and says in a stern voice," National Guard, please respond if your alive, otherwise you will be fired upon!" He trained his barrel to the doorway and slowly approached the building.

@@captainborgue Azeal looked to her as she spoke, he blinked a few times before speaking back, it seemed he was processing what the term 'Handle' meant. He then replied with a slight smile, "Dah, is good to meet you. I'm Azeal Fayder, second year student here, though I don't remember seeing you. What do you study? I study several martial arts and mechanical engineering." he said with a slight enthusiasm that didn't seem like he had inside of him, his face looked almost hard as stone, but his smile was genuine and his eyes gleamed with life.

@@captainborgue, Azeal slowly opens his eyes as he hears what sounds like his heartbeat thundering in his ears, moments later he hears nothing but a loud ringing coming from within his head, and he instantly sat up, his fur damp with sweat, he looks around a moment, his long striped tail slowly flicking. After a few minutes of him sitting with his head in his hands, he stands up and looks at the nearest alarm clock, once he figured out what time it was he looked at the date. He sighed heavily with relief as he figured out he had not fallen asleep for days, but just a few hours. Though he did miss a few of his classes, he'd surely make some excuse good enough to pass by the Headmaster, and more importantly, pass by Doctor Hannibal. She scared him, there was no doubt about that, but he respected her more than any other student or teacher here. He'd only been here for a year, though. After he won a scholarship in advanced martial arts, he was moved here last year. He decided to take up another class, which was more of his second passion of his, though he still felt like just one major would be a little too boring and not enough of a challenge. He slips on his black shirt and he puts on his fitted blacked out shades, soon after, he takes a few gulps out of his water bottle and chews a few pieces of gum. He then put on his watch and headed for the door. He then made his way through the halls, waiting till a person of authority found him.

@@reader8363, Draco took a breath and shrugged to Adam, who was taking off his leather jacket and placing it on a bench neatly. Draco sighed and shook his head softly as he tossed his jacket beside Adam's without a care about how it landed. Draco then volunteered Adam by saying, "I think I'm gonna sit back a minute, let you weed out his abilities." Adam looked at Draco with a raised eyebrow then cracked his neck as he turned to Shadow, he then took a stance and took a soft sigh of peacefulness before he closed his eyes and he faced his palms towards Shadow, slowly pulling his arms back to where his hands were flush with his body. He then snapped his eyes open and thrush his hands forward, creating a telekinetic energy wave that impacted Shadow in the chest, not only causing him to be thrown back about 5 feet, but also knocking the wind out of him. Adam held out his hand like he was holding onto something and he slowly lifted his hand, the parking meter beside slowly started being torn out of the concrete, the mineral cracking and snapping like bones as he ripped the machine out of the ground. Adam gulped as he felt his heart pound from the major task of breaking a pole out of the ground. He then levitated the pole towards him and he held it like a club in one hand, using his telekinesis to help carry the normally heavy, implanted object.

@@reader8363, Adam shook his head and sighed, "Never intended you to, friend. We just want someone to test ourselves with." Draco nodded, "Yeah, besides, we can't fight here in the bar anyway, damn Centurions would be all up our asses about it." he stated and Adam agreed with a sigh. Draco then stretched and patted Shadow's shoulder softly, "But, we can fight in the street. Just don't destroy and cars." Adam then stood up and threw away his bottle, walking out the door, Draco following, "Come on, dawg." he said and turned to leave.

@@reader8363, Adam and Draco both sat in almost silence, Adam quietly sipping his drink, a nice cold Vodka. Draco was just relaxing there, enjoying a cigarette. Draco looked around and saw a strange looking Beta, one that he'd not seen before around this way. He's been in these streets slinging drugs and stealing people's lives since he was 12. He knew EVERYONE in this part of the city...But Shadow was not one of them. Draco tapped Adam's arm and motioned him to follow, and so he did. Soon they both sat on both sides of him, Adam still drinking his clear drink, Draco still puffing on a cigarette. Adam takes a swig of his vodka once more before saying to the newcomer, "Hey. You ever, you know. Fought before? Like a real fight, like in the Arena. I've always thought it'd be cool. My friend and I are both looking for a way into the competition, but we need to train and get better. You think you could, you know..." Draco cut in and put his cigarette out in the ashtray, "Become our punching bag?" Adam sighed and shook his head, "Sparring partner. We both know each other's moves like the back of our hands." Adam said hastily as Draco lifted his black shades onto his slicked back hair as he started to scan the room once more.

@@captainborgue, ((Sorry for the hold up. I'll explain on the OOC)) Drone Smiled at Bee and followed her closely, he felt safe with her, around her. He took a quick glance around her room before his eyes fixed on the bed in front of him. It looked comfortable. He walked over to sit on the bed and looked at Bee, "This bed is comfortable. This apartment is very cozy. Especially with you in it. I don't think I'll leave for quite some time, and if you want me to leave, you're gonna have to drag me out. " he smiled at her kindly and looked at the pillows, "Shoot...I'm not even tired. Being asleep for so long kind of makes you sick of being asleep...So, I'll probably stay up all night, watching you sleep." he blinked before he realized how creepy that sounded and took a sharp breath before letting it out with a head shake, "Never mind, I'll just keep it at that. I'm gonna watch you sleep tonight." He nodded with a smile before kissing her cheek softly.

Here is the link for OOC: https://mlpforums.com/topic/149674-the-citadel-humananthro-rp. @@reader8363, @@Drago Ryder, @@captainborgue, As Draco and Adam slowly walk down the sidewalk, their footsteps in sync, they both are taking a drag off of a cigarette, taking turns of course. They don't have much money, since they are both outcasts from society basically, they have low end jobs at a local café, Adam's a waiter, Draco's a coffee and frozen coffee maker. They've been friends for a few years now, so their pretty close, almost like brothers- no- exactly like brothers. They are soul brothers, looking out for each other, making sure one of them doesn't get jumped or mugged in an alley way or something like that. Though, if someone were to actually try to mug them, they'd either blow them away or telekinetically push them across the street. Adam stopped walking and put his hand on Draco's chest suddenly and pointed in front of him, "Bro, Look!" he says in exclaimation, his pale blue eyes hidden by the dark shades he's wearing. Draco stops and looks up instantly in a panic, but sees nothing but a stray cat, he raised an eyebrow at his companion, and Adam shrugged, "Hey, I like cats, what can I say?" Draco sighs and makes his reply with a gruff crackly voice, "You can not give me a heart attack again, thanks. You can also feed, clean up after, and take care of that cat. But I'm not helping take care of that cat. And if he shits or pisses in my bed, I'm kicking his ass out the house." he said and Adam shrugged, "Ok, Deal...Wait...I don't have enough money to buy a litter box and cat food and stuff..." Draco nods, still looking at the feline, "There enlies the problem, bruh. No damn money. We need to find a dope way to use our powers to like, make money and shit." Adam raises and eyebrow and puts on a devilish smirk, "You mean, like the tournament? The single biggest and most viewed event in the WORLD?...Yeah I think we could have a shot at making money that way." Draco nodded, " Mmhm. But we ain't good enough yet. You seen them bastards?! They can like, freeze the air around them and shit. Or that dragon Chick, the Russian one. You know, the creepy one, the one that's a Centurion? Chick was fuckin' crazy bruh, shootin' flames n' shit." Adam nods and looks at the sky, sighing softly, "I heard she was helping people train up. To compete in the Arena for like, sponsors and stuff. I think we could do that. But how in the actual frag are we gonna find her?" Draco sighs and raises his eyebrow, "You seriously never cussed before have you, Adam? Whatever. Anyway, yeah I don't know how we may find her, but in the mean time, I think we should like, spar against each other ya know, to like, get better n' shit. I also wanna see how far that fancy Telekinesis ​Bullshit can be stretched." Adam punched Draco in the arm hard and Draco grabbed his arm with a pained expression, "Ow, bitch." Adam shrugged and put his hands in his pockets, "Sorry, muscle spas, bro." he shrugged before Draco punched him back, making Adam fly into a trash can, making it fall over as he fell into it, Draco laughed hard and started holding his stomach, Adam slowly getting up as he brushed himself, off, "You butt." he said and wiped off his shoulder as he started walking off, Draco still laughing hard, stumbling around as he followed Adam, pointing at him as he stumbled and he tripped, falling on his face, Adam turned and started to laugh at him, but went to check if he was ok. He was. He then started walking again, "Karma's a mean one isn't she?" he chuckled softly, his hands behind his back as he walked down the sidewalk, Draco having to run to catch back up to his companion. They soon find themselves in another bar. This one seemed to be a stripclub as well. Draco sat at the bar beside Adam and took a shot of Hennessey as Adam drank vodka out of the bottle. Draco shook his head and sighed as he turned around to face the crowd instead of the bartender, Adam sitting stationary, resting his head on the mouth of his vodka bottle occasionally between sips as he chatted with Draco about mindless things that had no real purpose.