OOC :

Oh...I thought i was lol.

I wasn't trying to power play btw. Paradise has no idea that Jace is one. I was just trying to have him, think SHE was one. Just saying, so you don't think i was all power playing or whatever its called....Cuz i hate when people do that to me...lol...

BIC:

 Andrew smirked as he walked back to the kitchen. "Andrew." Was all he said. He did plan on her leaving the next day, and wanted her too, also. But his hope failed before, when he didn't want her to except his invitation on coming to his house, so he now planned on seeing her tomarrow. He sighed, and said, "Well I don't have a guest room....Its just an apartment...So " He pointed to the couch, "You can stay there. Or if your really that needy, you can go in my bed, and i can stay down here.." HE said, hoping she wasn't that high maintenance. If she was, he'd probably just kill himself right then and there.

Paradise came back, and sat down on the couch. Setting milk down just in case this random cat was thirsty. She had a cat before, so she knew how to take care of one. She started petting the kitten, and played with his kneck, looking for a collar. "No collar..." She said to herself aloud. She stared at the kitten, with her bright blue tired eyes, confused for a long time. Not knowing what to do with him. 

((Your posts are actually really good for being semi-literate. The proper grammar is there and the paragraph run together smoothly, their not choppy like some. I did not think you were power-playing by the way, it just confused me for a moment. I think I get what you were getting at now.))

Faythe laughed coolly, forcing herself to stand up and face the guy. She cursed her short height that made her have to look up at pretty much everyone she met. Looking up was a disadvantage, a disadvantage a weakness. The very thought at being weak again made her bristle, but she hid her anger and paranoia. "Nah, I appreciate you letting me stay here for the night so I won't ask for anything more. The couch is actually more comfortable then what i'm used to." She mused to herself, looking away and towards the piece of furniture she'd be calling bed soon. Plopping onto the couch, she rested her hands behind her head and closed her eyes for a moment. "Nice to meet you Andrew, I think." She said no more, and settled down a bit more comfortably. She suddenly wondered what her partner was doing, and if he weas fairing as well as she was, even if the guy was a bit cold and a prick.

Jace tried not to squirm as she petted him, ruffling his fur in a discomforting manner while searching for a collar. Good luck with that lady, no one owns me. He thought, mentally smirking. He would never admit, not even to himself, that the caresses through his fur felt good, and he now understood why cats always seemed to purr when pet. He was almost purring. Well thats as unmanly as you can get, add that to the fact i'm a fluffy ball of cute fuzz and i'm officially a laughing stock of the male world. Jumping from her grip, he noticed the tiredness in her eyes and felt a flash of guilt. It was his fault she was awake at this ungodly hour. Padding in the direction she had come from, he poked his nose into her bedroom, intending on getting comfortable for the night before he skedaddled away in the morning. Leaping onto the bed, nearly falling off when he misjudged the jump, he finally created a small nest at the end of the bed. I'm am clearly not meant to be a feline of any sort. I'll leave that to Faythe.

(( Aw thanks :) That helps me to know I'm improving from when i first started. :P

Caresses? Whats that?))

Paradise smiled as the collarless cat walked upstairs and into her room. She followed silently, yawning up the stairs, along the way. Then giggled when he almost fell off, as she watched him. Yawning silently again, she walked to her part of the bed, and climbed in it. Petting the cat a couple of times, before leaning her head back, and going back to sleep. Realizing the issue from before when she couldn't sleep. She kept her eyes open, and stared out the window. Great....She thought. A couple more minutes slipped by, and she knew she was probably going to not be able to fall asleep. Feeling one tear go down her cheek, she quickly wiped it off, and rolled to lay on the other side. Forcing herself to close her eyes, trying to go back to sleep.

Andrew smirked and gently threw her a blanket. "You think...?" Rolling his eyes, he added. "I get that alot." He walked back to the kitchen and turned off all the lights, and said, "I don't wanna make you feel rushed." Now it was fully dark, so he couldn't see her. But he knew she could hear him. "But i do prefer you leaving as soon as possible." Not waiting for her response, he walked silently up the stairs, and back to his room. 

((Caresse's is just a fancy word for pet or stroke.))

Having nearly been asleep with his head tucked firmly under his fluffy tail, Jace sighed as the scent of salt water met his nose. It was surprising how strong the smell was and his nose, which he was horrified to find pink, twitched in response. Looking up, he flinched at the sight of tears before she rolled over. One thing he hated was emotional women, particularly when they cried. Perhaps that was one reason he got along so well with Faythe, she never showed weakness and made him feel uncomfortable, except when she punched him. Getting lazily to his feet, he did the only thing he could think of to do besides shift back and try to talk some sense into her, he lay down a few inches from her face and licked her cheek, a soft purr escaping his throat. None will ever know abut this! He thought, shivering at the very thought. Just keep calm and the sooner she falls asleep the sooner I can. 

((Can't really do anything with Faythe.)) 

Paradise flinched at the feel of the cat licking her cheek. She rolled her eyes, and smiled covering her tears as much as possible by wiping them off quickly. Petting him once more. Sighing, she layed the cat back down to where he was before. And got out of bed again. Wandering around her house, for something to do, other then sitting in her bed room crying. Sitting back on the couch, she frowned. Staring at the t.v. Which was off. 

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(( Morning???)) 

((Sure.))

Blinking open her eyes as the bright sun light streaming through the windows, Faythe cursed furiously and sat up. She hated mornings, particularly when her dreams had been plagued by the one person she had hoped to rid herself of after her bullet when through his head. Cursing again, her words vile enough to make sailors look bad, she threw the blankets in a pile at the end of the couch and got to her feet. It was a moment later she realized she had no idea where she was. "Guess it's time to go find Jace." She mused, a smirk crossing her lips. Grabbing a random piece of paper and pen she found, she swiftly wrote a thanks on it and left it on the counter. Opening the door, she sniffed at the air for any sign of police and nodded slightly when the air smelt of nothing but dew and car exhaust. Dropping onto all fours, she swiftly let the shift take over her body to become her favorite shape, a large black panther. Licking one paw and drawing it over her face to wake herself up a bit more, she padded off into the shadows to search for any sign of her missing companion. 

The first thing Jace realized, besides the sun shining to brightly through his closed eyes was the fact that he was hanging half on and half off the bed.  I known that I fit last night, which can only mean one thing. Opening he eyes, he was not surprised to find himself in his human form, legs off the to small bed for his size and smirked slightly. At least the girl was no where to be found for the moment. Stretching, he sat up quickly to work out his plan for the day. First it was to get out of this house, then sneak out of town to find Faythe, then try and survive her probably bad temper for the day. 

(( Sorry. i am babysitting so i may not reply really fast..))

Andrew woke up, and right when he did he walked downstairs. Knowing how she was some random girl, that he didn't know. Who knows if she stole something of his. As he walked down, he was expecting to see a t.v. or food or something useful for him gone. But all he found was a note that said 'thanks'. He sighed. And was thankful that she was gone.

Paradise only had about 2 to 3 hours sleep. When she went downstairs, to stare at the t.v.. She sat there, for atleast an hour. Then woke up an hour or 2 later; then went back to sleep. It was about 7:00 now. And she finally awoke again. Rubbing her eyes, as she yawned, she stayed where she was.  

((Sorry, I was gone myself.))

Faythe huffed as she followed Jace's scent, her black nose twitching as it turned into the scent of cat, so like prey it made her grin showing her long canines. Slinking towards the house while following her friends scent, she found a open window and bunched her lean muscles to jump. She did not care who was in the house or if she scared the heck out of them, she just wanted her friend back. Leaping easily through the window, her fur catching on some lose wood and yanking it painfully out, she snarled angrily and landed on the floor with a loud thump. A new smell of human, female, reached her delicate nose and she yowled loudly, letting who ever it was know she was hear and she meant business. Padding through the house, head held high as if she should be there, the panther Faythe finally found the human of the house, a pretty blonde girl, and bared her fangs evilly. 

Faythe grunted softly, a satisfied cat like grin on her features. Though she had kind of expected screaming or tears, perhaps something of that sort, she was alright with running, or in the girls case walking. Padding after her, claws clicking on the ground, she noticed Jace's scent now mingling with Paradise's own and scoffed, thought it was a bit hard with feline vocal chords. She'd been in for a shocker, considering her friend was not longer in human form. Looking at the door for a second, she reared up on her hind paws and placed her fore one's heavily against the door. Swinging back, she hit the door hard, rattling it's hinges. 

Jace tried not to laugh as Paradise walked into the room and slammed the door shut. He was sitting on the bed, hands clasped behind his head and a smug look on his dark face. His grin intensified as Faythe slammed her paws against the door, figuring her to be trying to scare the girl in the form of her panther. Faythe was just slightly odd like that. "She won't hurt you ya know. As long as she see's no danger to me or herself, she'll just act like a bad kitty." He cackled slightly, not moving form his comfortable position. "You know you have a nice place here, I might just stick around. Though i'd be a fuzzy little ball of fluff, just for your own comfort." He chuckled, muscles slightly tenses in case she threw something at him.

((No, nothing is stretching the page for me, is it for you?))

Jace laughed slightly at her attitude, moving around so he was a bit more comfortable. "Oh sure i'll leave soon enough, though I can't promise Faythe won't try something." As if hearing him Faythe yowled loudly. He rolled over onto his stomach. Something had been bugging him for a bit about her and her attitude. "You know, form the way you act it almost seems like you've seen a random person with a pet, "He flinched slightly as Faythe snarled, knowing he would be getting a good whack for that comment. "panther." He smirked slightly. "So tell me, am I truly the only odd one?" He asked, meeting her eyes with his own dark ones. 

(( YEah it is.

Your not stray...))

((Actually that was my sister's profile, she forgot to log out and I did not pay attention *twitch* That was me.))

Jace laughed slightly at her attitude, moving around so he was a bit more comfortable. "Oh sure i'll leave soon enough, though I can't promise Faythe won't try something." As if hearing him Faythe yowled loudly. He rolled over onto his stomach. Something had been bugging him for a bit about her and her attitude. "You know, form the way you act it almost seems like you've seen a random person with a pet, "He flinched slightly as Faythe snarled, knowing he would be getting a good whack for that comment. "panther." He smirked slightly. "So tell me, am I truly the only odd one?" He asked, meeting her eyes with his own dark ones.