Llkt'tudrin'wyshd
Feathered Hunter
Walking through the streets on clawed, avian feet, moving with purposeful strides with only a single wrap of ornately decorated cloth that served as a simple kilt, Llkt'tudrin'wyttd's large from of nine feet and one and a half inches, a runt for his race, towered over the heads of the majority of beings that he passed, leaving behind him a wake of stares that followed after his abnormal, when considered next to the majority of the species that populated the area he was walking through, appearance. At his waist, two sheathed, plain and simply designed swords were fasted to either side of his hips by their sheaths; totaling four in total. A fifth sheath, holding a fifth sword, was strapped across his back, settled just above the base of his tail; which was currently curled around his right leg so as to not hit anything as he walked.
At his side was a woman (who went by the name of Uul as she constantly refused to reveal her name to anyone, even the Qu'un she walked next to) who's size was only two feet smaller than his own with a compact, if curvy, figure as apposed to his slim but muscled form. Dark brown hair was cut short and pulled back into a messy ponytail. A scruffy looking black leather jacket hung loose over a dirt stained and rumbled black buttoned shirt. A pair of brown combat trousers, with a bulge where a blaster pistol was located obvious on her hip, were tucked into a pair of combat boots of the same name, which stomped down onto the street beneath them as she struggled to keep up with the longer strides of her companion. A currently smoldering cigarette hung from between her lips, causing a trail of smoke to curl around the features of her face.
"Slow down, Mute. What's the karking rush?" Uul's voice was as husky and as rough as her smoking habit would suggest, only the serum that ran through her body preventing any long term damage from the consumption cigarettes.
Twisting his head sharply to stare at the woman that trailed beside him, Llkt'tudrin'wyttd's eyebrows furrowed into a glare while his fingers flexed and twisted rapidly while his light blue eyes flickered as he 'spoke' in his race's language: Vax.
Huffing out a cloud of smoke, Uul raised her hands in a pacifying manner. "Alright, alright. No need to get angry, you feathered karker." Huffing again, another trail of smoke billowing out, Uul simply increased her speed.
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A few minuets later, the unlikely pair arrived at the destination they had been searching for, a brightly lit Sake Bar. Crossing the threshold, feeling a hot flush run through his body at the increase in temperature, Llkt'tudrin'wyttd's feathers ruffled in agitation at the annoyingly loud noise of conversation and blinding lights that shone from above and stung at his eyes as Uul's smaller frame knocked into his side as she pushed her way past.
"Well, Mute, are you going to stand there with your dick in hand, or are we going to get to why we're here?" Casting another finger twitching and eye shifting glare at his companion, Llkt'tudrin'wyttd strode over to one of the guards that stood next to the staircase that lead to the upper level, Uul tagging along beside him, sending leers at any attractive woman she passed, whether they were with company or not.
Stopping in front of the guard in silence, his four arms crossing against his finely scaled chest, Llkt'tudrin'wyttd waited for his companion to speak up and break the silence between him and the guard as the man attempted, foolishly, glare him into submission. And sure enough, with her usual swear filled language, Uul soon spoke up.
"Listen, you karker, run along to tell whatever queen that runs this joint that Drin is here to see her as requested, before I tear you balls off for wasting my time."
[member="Miss Blonde"]
At his side was a woman (who went by the name of Uul as she constantly refused to reveal her name to anyone, even the Qu'un she walked next to) who's size was only two feet smaller than his own with a compact, if curvy, figure as apposed to his slim but muscled form. Dark brown hair was cut short and pulled back into a messy ponytail. A scruffy looking black leather jacket hung loose over a dirt stained and rumbled black buttoned shirt. A pair of brown combat trousers, with a bulge where a blaster pistol was located obvious on her hip, were tucked into a pair of combat boots of the same name, which stomped down onto the street beneath them as she struggled to keep up with the longer strides of her companion. A currently smoldering cigarette hung from between her lips, causing a trail of smoke to curl around the features of her face.
"Slow down, Mute. What's the karking rush?" Uul's voice was as husky and as rough as her smoking habit would suggest, only the serum that ran through her body preventing any long term damage from the consumption cigarettes.
Twisting his head sharply to stare at the woman that trailed beside him, Llkt'tudrin'wyttd's eyebrows furrowed into a glare while his fingers flexed and twisted rapidly while his light blue eyes flickered as he 'spoke' in his race's language: Vax.
Huffing out a cloud of smoke, Uul raised her hands in a pacifying manner. "Alright, alright. No need to get angry, you feathered karker." Huffing again, another trail of smoke billowing out, Uul simply increased her speed.
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A few minuets later, the unlikely pair arrived at the destination they had been searching for, a brightly lit Sake Bar. Crossing the threshold, feeling a hot flush run through his body at the increase in temperature, Llkt'tudrin'wyttd's feathers ruffled in agitation at the annoyingly loud noise of conversation and blinding lights that shone from above and stung at his eyes as Uul's smaller frame knocked into his side as she pushed her way past.
"Well, Mute, are you going to stand there with your dick in hand, or are we going to get to why we're here?" Casting another finger twitching and eye shifting glare at his companion, Llkt'tudrin'wyttd strode over to one of the guards that stood next to the staircase that lead to the upper level, Uul tagging along beside him, sending leers at any attractive woman she passed, whether they were with company or not.
Stopping in front of the guard in silence, his four arms crossing against his finely scaled chest, Llkt'tudrin'wyttd waited for his companion to speak up and break the silence between him and the guard as the man attempted, foolishly, glare him into submission. And sure enough, with her usual swear filled language, Uul soon spoke up.
"Listen, you karker, run along to tell whatever queen that runs this joint that Drin is here to see her as requested, before I tear you balls off for wasting my time."
[member="Miss Blonde"]