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Fantasy New World

Xavier's face went slightly red at her reaction, and he stepped back, unsure if humans were ok with this sort of gesture. Infact, he wasn't even sure why he'd done it. Personally, he hated hugs with a burning passion, but then he just went and hugged her, and now he was utterly confused. "Thank you for freeing me from that shop, and making me your companion," he said, smiling at her.
 
Tommy felt her slender fingers run through his hair, and blushed slightly. It was something that he hadn't had done to him before. Not even his mother. She was usually busy with work or out with his father or friends. And he had never had his red hair called 'pretty' before. It had been called different, odd, and cool, but never 'pretty'. He ran a hand through his hair, bending it back and having it flick forward. He smiled. "Well...thanks. Never had my hair called 'pretty' before. And I'm not tired. Just a little weary, that's all."
 
Cyrin let out a laugh as she raised her hand to pet his head, ruffling his hair in the process. "Sure thing. You can go explore. Just don't go to far. I'll have Kien make you something. Anything you want?" She asked him. Knowing Kien, he would have no problem cooking whatever.


(Now I have writers block....)
 
LifeNovel said:
Rory thought about it. What do I like? Then one name came into mind. "Um...well while I was in the lab the scientists sometimes brought this food. It was round and I think they said it had cheese on it with tomato sauce. It would be cut though into 'slices'. But I don't know what this food is called...but the scientists would always enjoy having this food around and it made me wonder what it tasted like. Not only did they have that sliced round food but they had a drink with it. It wasn't water though. They called it soda. They seemed to enjoy the combination of food. Do you think perhaps you can get me this food?" Rory asked with great curiosity in his eyes.
Therese smiled, having a good idea what he was talking about. "I thnk it can be arranged for dinner." She finished her fruit and got up to put the plate in the sink. She wanted to go watch some TV. "I'm going to watch some TV, if you want to come," she said to him, knowing that he was probably curious about it. She thought for a moment, considering what it would be like to have another pet. feel if we got another pet around here, Rory? I know you just arrived, but..." She didn't want him to get lonely or bored while she was gone for work every day; she could probably bring him to work with her once if she was lucky. She couldn't put him in some sort of daycare, it would be too expensive to do so every day. Another pet would keep him occupied, as long as they got along.


((How many pet-less owners are there and how many owner-less pets are there left?^^ I'd only really adopt another pet if there was an uneven number to balance it))
 
Miya used both of her hands to pat either side of his cheeks, entertained by his light blush. She flicked her tail back and forth across the counter top as she recited his speech in her head. The hybrid was a quick learner, memorizing phrases, images and numbers with a single go. Though she seemed child-like with her voice and her words, she was made to be quite intelligent when taught. Miya plopped her head against his arm, purring playfully, in no mood to sleep due to the nocturnal natures of Leopard Cats "Weary...weary...isn't it uncomfortable on couch? Can Tommy sleep??" she asked him with concern on her face, thinking about their room set up of how the hybrids overtook his sleeping area, and the issue from earlier. "Where can Miya sleep tonight?"
 
Xavier laughed as well, smiling when she ruffled his hair. "Alright. I won't go too far. And.... something edible, I guess," he said, shrugging, a grin still on his face. He turned, running off into the the mansion, eager to explore it all. (IT IS FUCKING CONTAGIOUS)
 
Once Rory was done eating his fruit he did the same thing as Miss Tessy and placed his plate in the sink. "TV? What is this TV? Is it another toy? Or is it boring like work?" Rory asked. His mind was swirling with images imagining what this 'TV' looked like. It was interrupted though with Miss Tessy's question, "Another one like me? Mmm well I do not mind. I could use a companion," Rory answered. His head was tilted lost in thought about thinking of having another hybrid.


((Oh and I think we are even at the moment with humanless hybrids and hybridless humans.))


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(AND IRRITATING)


Cyrin soon followed with Kien beside her. She immediately headed towards the study on the ground floor where she had been previously. Before entering, she turned to Kien. "Why don't you make your infamous steak tonight? I'm sure he would love it. "





"Yes, Ms. Krezetsky."





With that, Cyrin went into the study. Her desk was still covered in papers as she sat behind it, resuming her work.


Meanwhile, Kien was in the kitchen, also located on the ground floor. While cooking, he made his best effort to keep tabs on where Xavier was at all times.
 
Xavier proceeded to charge around the large house at full speed, determined to see all of it as soon as possible. Within the course of an hour, he had accomplished this, and found himself in a practically empty room with large windows, curling up on the floor, and just relaxing, soaking up the sun like a snake. He'd si there for quite a while, until someone found him, at least. When he was tired, he'd just lie down in a sunny spot, and soak up the sunlight, he was cold blooded after all. 
((It's 1:50, and I'm tired as fuck. See you tommorow? :3)
 
Tommy thought, chewing on his bottom lip. He shrugged. "Well, you can sleep in my parent's room, if you want. I'll either sleep upstairs on my couch or down here on the couch in the living room." He pointed to the leather couch on the other side of the counter, in the living room. It wasn't comfortable, but he had slept on it before he had his studio. He rubbed his neck, remembering the soreness of the leather against his skin. He frowned, but wiped it away quickly. "I'll be fine. Rosie will sleep in my room."
 
(Roger. G'night)


After an hour, Cyrin had completed most of her work. She decided to take a break, perhaps play with Xavier a bit. As she stepped out of her study, she immediately smelled Kien cooking steak. A wonderful scent completely covered the first floor. Eventually, after taking in the scent and waving at Kien, she set out to find Xavier. Though it took some time, she did find him curled up in a room and basking in the sun. She stifled a laugh, not wanting to disturb him.
 
(going to bed, night!)


Miya flattened her ears as he frowned, sensing his discomfort to old leather. She slipped off the counter with a swish of her long black tail and looked up at Tommy with a pleasant smile. Taking the paper towels off the counter, holding the wrapped ice in her hand "Tommy can sleep with Miya if he wants!" the hybrid offered gleefully, slightly uncomfortable with the thought of sleeping on a large bed in an unfamiliar room, alone. Sleeping alone would be a first for Miya, since the experiment was usually in a room with many others in cages or cells to accompany her in her slumbers. "I like night...but if I sleep now...I can play with Tommy in day!" Miya laughed a little, wrinkling the bandage on her face as she grinned.
 
Tommy ran a hand through his hair again, chuckling. "Alright, I guess. This stupid old couch will kill my back if I sleep on it, and my parent's bed is the comfiest in the house. I guess we can share it..." He pointed at her band-aid. "Be careful that doesn't fall off. Just a reminder." He walked over to the bathroom, grabbing a medicine bottle and taking two pink pills out of it. He then put the capsule back in the cabinet and walked over to the fridge, pulling out a water and sucking down the pills with it. He closed the water and put it back in the fridge, then turning and walking back to the stairs. "Also, word of warning. I can be a restless sleeper."
 
Miya ran her fingers over the fabric of the bandaid, feeling it's surface as it adhered to her skin. It amazed her how this little item could be shielding her light wound from any outside debris "Un." she replied, patting it down . The hybrid cocked her head as the medicine bottle rattled in Tommy's hands, watching the strange two pills that pop out of it. "What's that??" she blinked at the process as she walked after him, up the stairs and into his parent's room. Her feet made pitter-pattering sounds against the floor as she leap into the air and somersaulted into the sheets, enjoying this nighttime ritual of sleeping on these large cushions. Miya gripped a white pillow, nuzzling her face into the soft little cloud with a purr.
 
Tommy yawned, watching Miya jump on the bed and get comfortable. He laughed. "It's medicine I have to take. If I don't take it, I can have nightmares or insomnia. It helps me sleep." He walked over and laid down on the bed, yawning. He let one arm and leg dangle off the side of the bed, his toes barely scraping the ground, and his arm swinging limply. He put his other hand behind his head to rest on, and stared at the ceiling. 'Better than the couch. That's obvious.' He adjusted himself so he could get comfier. "No sleep means I'll be all mopey and tired tomorrow."
 
Miya clutched the pillow as she snuggled up against Tommy's side, tail curling and uncurling as she closed her eyes. "Poor Tommy...." she mumbled into the fabric as her ears twitched. "Un...Miya use to have nightmares too...maybe Tommy needs to learn how to escape his cage..." the hybrid suggested with groggy words, recalling nights in the lab with sleep paralysis affecting her every other night. "I don't want Tommy to be mopey...." The leopard-cat felt at ease at his side, purring softly as she drifted off into her light slumber. Miya's body was wrapped tightly around the pillow, refusing to let go of the comfortable object.
 
Tommy watched Miya fall asleep, listening to her light breathing. He sighed, his eyes getting droopy as slowly started to drift to sleep. 'Well, first day went by without too much trouble. I'll have to make sure those two can get along. I don't want Dad to come home and find the house torn apart from them fighting.' He yawned, his eyes closing. He soon dozed off.
 
LifeNovel said:
Once Rory was done eating his fruit he did the same thing as Miss Tessy and placed his plate in the sink. "TV? What is this TV? Is it another toy? Or is it boring like work?" Rory asked. His mind was swirling with images imagining what this 'TV' looked like. It was interrupted though with Miss Tessy's question, "Another one like me? Mmm well I do not mind. I could use a companion," Rory answered. His head was tilted lost in thought about thinking of having another hybrid.
((Oh and I think we are even at the moment with humanless hybrids and hybridless humans.))


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"A TV..is definitely a toy," she said confidently, plopping down on the couch. She grabbed the remote and turned it on, flipping to a random channel; it was a scientific documentary. People record themselves doing diffrent things and broadcast it as a 'show', and we can watch it all here. You can even watch diffferent things at the same time." She handed him the remote to let him play around with it for a while.
 
Miya stretched her body out, rolling about as she laid her limbs lazily on Tommy. She shuffled upwards by his pillow and wrapped her body around his red hair, tail curling over his nose as she nuzzled him sleepily. The hybrid abandoned the comfort of the soft pillow for Tommy's head, finding it more soothing for her tastes.


She began dreaming of all the memories she had had before coming to this country. They weren't nightmares since they were just flashes of memories, but they were not pleasant ones either. Her eyes darted back and forth behind their lids as she fell helplessly in the void of sleep. Collars with tags, needles, tests of all forms, monsoon and flooding villages, and many of her old Hybrid acquaintances that did not survive through some experiments. She felt lucky for not being one for disease tests since she was a frail and sick hybrid in youth. Miya snapped from her dream, giving a small yawn as faint light began filtering into the dark room. "Un...." she muttered, holding her cheek against Tommy's hair.
 
(Yeah I keep having those troubles too....Apparently I talked with the Admins about the situation since so many are having that problem...they say that if you don't check the RP in a awhile the system will believe that you don't want alerts from it anymore...)
 
(I don't know. That's why I've been trying to ask them about it, I check my RPs all the time...but sometimes they suddenly stop sending alerts...)
 
Tommy's face stayed passive in sleep. The sleep medicine had worked, keeping him from having nightmares. It had been awful before, where he would stay up through entire nights because he would be afraid of falling asleep. It had been one of the things that started his downward spiral into depression. But his doctor had given him the pills, and he had taken them ever since. His eyelids squeezed together, trying to make keep the sun from shining into his eyes. He brought his hand up to get the hair out of his eyes. What he instead touched was hair that felt different than his. He opened his eyes and looked up. Miya had abandoned the pillow for his head, the end of her tail tickling his face and her chin resting on the top of his head. He chuckled, letting his hand drop back off the edge of the bed. She seemed comfortable, so he would let her sleep if she wanted. Her tail tickled his nose, and he sneezed.
 

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