My World of 1x1s discussion

Name: Blair Johnstone
Age: 20
Species: Shapeshifter
Appearance:


Personality: seductive; predatory; street smart; deceptive; emotional; slightly rebellious; independent.
History: TBRP'ed.
Weapons and Fighting Skills: Blair carries no weapons, although she is skilled in the tiger form of kung fu, vovinam and capoeira.
Special Abilities: Blair has enhanced speed, agility, strength, durability, healing and longevity. She is extremely weak to silver like werewolves, but if the silver is extracted from her system, she can heal it naturally like other wounds. The moon does not affect her, although after shifting back from animal to human, she passes out into a comatose like state for eighteen hours and cannot be wakened.

Name: Alexander Blackfeather
Age: 21
Species: Shapeshifter
Appearance:


Personality: Devious; seductive; nearly heartless; haunted; very little sense of self.
History: Alexander went through his early life alone, isolated and never meeting his parents. He seduced his maid to get access to the outside world, then, his dark path began.
Special Abilities: Enhanced speed, strength, durability, fire control, stealth movement, swordsmanship, and longevity.

Alexander stood in his cell, wondering exactly what he should plan to leave. Of course, he smelled someone approaching. They were female, too. Maybe he ought to use what he always had to get what he wanted. He could play on the woman's needs. Hopefully she was attractive, because otherwise he might not enjoy himself.

Blair's heeled boots rang down the hall as she approached the stall of the prisoner the wardens had captured. Evidently he was a shifter too, although she had no idea what his crime was--she hadn't been told. She was wearing a relatively tight fitted outfit that showed off her curves and her pale pink hair had been curled just this morning. While she did not wear a lot of makeup, she took the time to put an effort into her appearance because you never knew who you might meet and how much the way you looked could affect the interaction. Pausing in front of the cell, she peered at the prisoner through the bars. A small, close-lipped smile tugged at the corner of her plump lips as she took in the shifter's human form. Not bad, she voiced inwardly although no words left her mouth.

Oh good. Someone attractive. "Hello there," he said, smiling and bowing, slightly. "I was under the impression that all the people here were tightwads," he said adjusting his gloves slightly as his golden and blue orbs looked over her. He stood confidently, his smile full of invitation and his eyes seeming to match, with a look of tawdriness. He was giving her several subconscious 'Come Hither' symbols. After all...

She had keys.

The corner of Blair's lips curled up slightly more at the prisoner's remark although she knew better than to take his bait... yet. Stepping closer to the silver coated bars, she was careful not to touch them as she tilted her head to the side and studied the man's multicolored eyes with her own pale blue ones. "What are you in here for?" she asked.

"Manslaughter," Alexander lied, knowing that she would know. "One of the officials' heart just gave out when things got fun," he said, his smile never faltering. After all, he had to make sure that his tactic worked. If she didn't take the bait, one, he didn't get laid, and, two, he didn't escape.

Blair mmm'ed in response, able to smell the lie on him. She took a deeper breath, trying to figure out what kind of animal he was: he wasn't a cat. Too bad, she thought to herself, knowing that her own inner feline would have had that much more fun. "You mean right before you got caught?" she asked, allowing her gaze to travel down his lean physique and back up again. "That is a shame," she agreed. Taking a step back then, Blair sized him up again and then, wondering if he was curious as to why she was here.

"It is, isn't it? However, getting caught is half the fun," Alexander said, loosening his tie, ready to take it off. A suit wasn't the best for the situation he was putting himself in, and taking a little clothing off wouldn't hurt. He took off his jacket casually, hanging it on the cell cot. Then, he took off the tie and unbuttoned two buttons, yet another invitation. At least he'd be able to enjoy himself, as well. He knew killing that vampire was a bad idea.

Blair watched him undress, her eyes never leaving his body; her leopard raised its head inside the human's body it was trapped in and regarded the other shifter with vague curiosity. "Is that why you did it?" Blair asked. "To get caught?" Her beast was intrigued and it made Blair much more so as well, but this wasn't her first merry go round and she was supposed to be on duty. Turning her back then to him, Blair walked over to an empty stall and plucking up a metal chair that was next to the small cot, she planted it down on the cement floor two feet from the prisoner's cell and sat down on it, crossing one thigh high boot encased leg over the other. She arched a delicate brow at him, waiting for his reply.

Alexander leaned against the wall closer to her chair, though not touching the bars, since they were silver. "It might have been," he said, laughing softly. "But maybe it was worth it. Not often you meet a beautiful woman in prison," he said, winking.

"And I have to admit that you're much more of a looker than the riffraff that passes through these halls," Blair replied with a seductive smile as she accepted his compliment for what it was. "But something tells me you don't just want to get into my pants--oh, I know you want that too--but I'd hate to play second fiddle to your real game." Standing up so quickly that even a shifter would have missed it had they not been looking, Blair came within inches of the silver bars and whispered, "What is it you really want, tiger?" She held his multicolored gaze for a few moments, glancing down at his mouth, before she stepped back again, towards the metal chair.

"I want a bit more than just that, true. I'd like to be surrounded by women like you for the rest of my life," Alexander said, smirking. He'd noticed it all. Foxes were built for speed. His gaze slowly and deliberately followed her curves to her hips, moving his hand up to remove a glove with his teeth, slowly. He had a bit more than the average charmer, and he knew it.

His reply made her laugh; a soft chuckle that sounded husky and silky simultaneously. Well, that wasn't a lie--she could smell it. Her leopard's ears were switching, wanting to sniff out his animal and so it raised itself onto all fours and took a step forward inside Blair. "We can't always get what we want, but maybe if you give me something, I'll return the favor," she offered suggestively, biting down on the corner of her mouth as she watched him remove his glove.

"I always give something back," Alexander said, taking off the other one the same way whilst listening.

"Fair enough," Blair replied, rising again to her feet, this time, slowly, for his viewing pleasure. She made her way back over to stand in front of him, the cell doors separating the two of them. "Tell me why you killed him," she whispered, her eyelids lowering, her lashes brushing her alabaster cheekbones. "Why did you do it... Alexander?" she questioned, arching a delicate brow into her pale pink bangs.

"Would you believe me if I said jealousy?" Alexander asked, smirking. "Or maybe self-defense? Both?" he asked, brushing his hand through his blonde hair, looking up to her eyes again. "Because that's it. I did it because I wanted something he had, and he wanted me dead to stop me from getting it."

"What was it you wanted?" Blair asked, unable to smell a lie on him. He must have been telling the truth--the vampire that this shifter had killed was a powerful man and it couldn't have been an easy feat to take him down, accident or no. She shifted her stance so that one shapely hip was thrown out to the side as she crossed her arms underneath her ample bosom, pushing her forearms up slightly to give him a little more incentive.

"You'll need to ask in a little more of a personal way," Alexander said, his smile only widening. He was quite proficient at their dance, as well, and he still wanted it, so if they knew what to go protect, it'd be harder. "Because that's not what you asked for in your deal, darling," he added, messing with a button on his shirt.

The corner of her mouth curled up seductively as she reached up a hand to press a button that was on the other side of the cell's wall. It buzzed the security guards in the other room and they swung the silver door open. Blair stepped inside quickly, hearing it close behind her. Now, with nothing to separate the two of them, she felt her leopard become even more interested in the shifter before her. Closing the distance between them, Blair paused when they were only inches apart and raising her face so that her mouth was close to his ear, she whispered, "How personal would you like me to get, Alexander?"

"How personal are you willing to get?" Alexander asked, not caring to know her name. Foxes were deviants, and so he only wanted sex, then freedom. He was a simple creature.

At least his priorities were straight.

"As willing as you are," Blair replied in a low murmur as her tongue extended from her mouth to flick his earlobe before gently pulling back. She glanced up at his multicolored eyes then with a heavy lidded smile as she asked, "So long as we meet each other half way," hoping he was experienced enough to catch the innuendo.

"Then shall we?" Alexander said, smirk growing. "That sounds like a plan," he added, his hands moving to her curvy waist. "Although, even to meet me halfway, you'll have to go far," he said,

One of her hands crept his arm and when it reached his neck, she weaved her fingers into his soft blond hair and tugging on it gently, she exposed the long expanse of his neck. Trailing her lips up the skin, Blair paused close to his ear again and whispered, "So tell me what you wanted from him," as she pressed her pelvis up against him, enjoying the feeling of his hands on her waist. Her leopard was now fully awake and alert, flicking its tail as it longed to get out. "And then I'll show you how far I'm willing to go," she promised huskily.

"I wanted his eye," Alexander said truthfully, though not in the sense that she'd think. That ought to satisfy her, even if she didn't know why. She could figure it out, he was sure. Otherwise, maybe she wasn't as intelligent as he thought she was. Although... it was metaphorical. There was a different eye under the vampire's former possession. However, that wasn't that important. The woman had a lot of fight, he could tell, but he knew methods to leave even a shifter like her exhausted and weak in the knees for a very long time. After all, his history started with exploiting people through sex, and they usually enjoyed it, greatly.

"His eye..." Blair repeated, her tongue flicking out again to trace the line of his jaw as she tucked the information away for later use. Then, without another word, she reached her hand up his flat abdomen to begin undoing the rest of his buttons, exposing even more flesh. "You've been most obliging Mr. Blackfeather. Allow me to return the favor," she said to him as her pale blue eyes darkened slightly, shifting to her leopard's eyes, a tantalizing smile drifting over her plump lips because although she was working, she couldn't deny that she was having fun while on the job.

***

Blair remained exactly where she was, too spent to move at all, panting heavily and attempting to regain her strength as she rested her forehead against the cool cement wall, shutting her eyes briefly. She just wanted to go to sleep....

Alexander gently moved her to the bed and sat her down, all too willing to have her sleep, or at least be too weak to stop him. He got his clothing back on quickly, straightening it out. Then, when he was sure she wasn't looking, as he picked up his glove from where it lay next to her pants, he soundlessly swiped the keys, slipping them into his breast pocket as he pulled on the gloves.

Somewhat surprised by his show of unspoken tenderness, Blair allowed herself to be carried to the cot where she closed her pale blue eyes for a brief moment. She heard him dressing and when she was sure that she had outstayed her welcome, she forced herself to sit up, reaching for her undergarments to slip them on. Tucking a sweaty curl behind her ear, Blair busied herself with getting dressed, without saying a word.

Alexander then unlocked the cell, stepped out, and locked it behind him, with supernatural speed. "Took long enough," he said, smirking. Manipulating her needs had taken a long time, due to her shifter endurance. He almost wished that they'd sent a sorceress, or something less resilient.

By the time she realized what had happened, it was too late and she was on the other side of the bars. Blair shot to her feet and sped over to where Alexander was still standing, this time with the roles reversed. "You'll never make it out of the building alive," she threatened, crossing her arms underneath her still bare ample chest as she cocked her head to the side. "Have to say I admire your spirit though, tiger," she grinned predatorily.

"It'll be easy to leave now. After all, the kyuubi is a master of stealth," Alexander said, revealing his extremely rare shift-type. The nine-tailed fox. His image blurred, nearly impossible to see, and he began silently walking down the hall. It was time to go. He had an ancient artifact to go retrieve, ancient powers to tap into, etc.

Blair's smile tilted upward as she watched him leave, her own enhanced shifter sight able to make out his form. She walked over to her discarded latex pants to retrieve her cell phone and calling a number on her speed dial, she waited for the person to pick up. "He's on the move... yes... no, he does not know. Alright, we'll give him a twenty-four hour head start. I'll give you an update when I have one," she promised before hanging up and heading over to the cot to lie down and take a small cat nap.

It would be a long day tomorrow.

***

Alexander looked at the small sphere he'd pilfered from the scene of the crime, the train's rattling all around him. He had the eye with him, and now he just had to go to the place where he could take its power. He needed the power to accomplish his goals. Then everything would go smoothly.

Seated a few seats behind Alexander, Blair watched him keenly with her pale blue eyes. She was wearing heavy eyeliner and mascara, which made them that much more piercing. The man seated across from her was gawking at the pink haired bombshell as he did nothing to hide his blatant admiration. Blair ignored him, keeping her attention on Alex.

She was curious as to why he wanted that thing--what could it do for a shifter, even an animal as rare as him?

Alexander could smell her. He wasn't stupid enough to believe that she hadn't followed him, but he didn't believe that she'd force a confrontation in a public setting with limited space. When it came to physical might, she might win, but ancient bloodlines were powerful, and always were extremely powerful. He slipped the sphere into safety, and focused on planning his next move. If he forced her to act, her options would be limited, unless civilian casualties were acceptable, now. They never had been beforehand.

Shifting her head slightly caused her perfume to resurface on her skin and Blair gathered up her hair to pull it over to one side. She gave the man in front of her a seductive smile as she watched him blush.

Humans, she pfft'ed inwardly, growing bored. She wanted to make Alexander run, but her orders were to wait for him to engage and so she needed something to distract herself. Her leopard was already pacing inside her, itching to play, recalling the fun that it had had last night.

Alexander smirked. It'd be too easy to cause a distraction. Alexander stood and stepped forward, a wall of fire erupting behind him, harming no one, but causing mass panic. That'd cause a riot. He doubted she'd get past it quickly. As he stepped out of the cabin to the outdoor area, he began undoing the coupling that held the two cars together. It'd take him a second, but hopefully, by his calculations, he had... seven.

The fire that erupted caused panic to flood the car with passengers either bolting out of their seats to try and escape the flames or cower in their seats in fear. Blair watched the werefox slip out with her enhanced vision and once he was out of their compartment, she shot out of her seat, diving through the window and pounced onto the roof of the train, the small cuts that lashed at her skin from the broken glass healing in milliseconds thanks to her regeneration. With the speed and grace only a leopard possessed, she cleared the roof in fluid strides and dove straight through the door of the other car that Alexander was now in. Landing on top of him, Blair rode him down the length of the floor like he was a snowboard, hoping cleanly off of him once his head crashed into the other side of the wall. "Hello, handsome," she purred, grinning at him with gleaming pale blue eyes and a predatory grin. "Missed me?" she teased. He had managed to unhinge the car so at least they were now alone.

Alexander frowned and stood, unharmed, for the most part. However, he didn't like his head being slammed into anything. "Maybe a little. However, officer, I don't really have time for any games," he said, brushing off his suit. He wondered if he ought to just set HER on fire and be done with it. She couldn't regenerate from ash, now could she?

"I'm not playing, Alexander," Blair replied smoothly, placing a hand on her hip as she swung the other one out, her body language suggesting the opposite. "Not much anyway," she shrugged. "I'm here to accompany you," she told him, her pale blue eyes sparkling dangerously.

"I suppose this is the moment I'm supposed to mindlessly fall to your charms?" Alexander asked, raising an eyebrow. He was the seducer, not the seduced. "I don't trust you," he said simply. It would be stupid to trust her; she was the enemy.

Blair smiled with amusement as she let loose a low chuckle. "I'm not asking you to," she told him. "But that's what's going to happen. It's the only way you'll stop being hunted, and I assume you must be on some kind of deadline," she reasoned. "Two are better than one," she pointed out.

"I very much doubt that's true, in this situation," Alexander said, not taking her bait. He wasn't stupid enough to believe that she wanted to come with him without some ulterior motive, and he didn't have time to play her games. He took a step back. He'd fight her if he had to. Ancient blood was powerful, as displayed by the fire.

"You don't really have a choice, sweetheart," Blair replied, her leopard pacing inside her as she watched him like a cat, her pale blue eyes taking in his every move. "If you want to fight, that's fine, but when it's over, I'm still coming with you," she warned him. "So take your pick."

"I'll let you decide that," Alexander said, his form surrounded by white flame as nine alabaster tails sprouted from him, his suit becoming a feudal Japanese Gi. A sword appeared in his hand, which no longer held gloves. His blonde hair became white, and power radiated from him. "Do you think you could survive a fight?" he wondered, attempting to frighten her off. His fox tails swirled and his ears twitched, now canine.