Miss. Fox

1-2-3-4 THE DEVIL IS KNOCKING AT YOUR DOOR A twenty year old smoke fairy studying at St. Deveraux.

[niccholidrogo]

Niccholi couldn’t help but crack a small grin at the response, her sarcasm a deal more amusing than he would find it coming from anyone else. “Oh, well I’m sure you’d make a lovely bride… White satin and roses.” he said with a bit more playful a tone of sarcasm. The demon crossed his arms over his chest and cocked a brow, pursing his lips and giving a small nod in agreement. “I couldn’t agree more. I didn’t much mind being turned into an orc either to be honest, an even easier scare tactic.”

[alison-cloudrunner]

Fox scowled at his words even if they were still laced with sarcasm, the utter thought of her tying herself to another seemed ridiculous let alone going through with the hyped rituals associated with weddings. It was all stupid in her opinion. Much like the dress which she was now beginning to unlace sick and tired of the way it pressed uncomfortably against her chest and wings, “an orc would suit you,” a dark laugh escaped her lips as she envisioned him morphed into an oversized being, perhaps even with a bull styled nose ring.

“Yeah, I was an undead not sure what exactly… but it was wicked students were pissing their pants and I didn’t even have to do anything,” she uttered pulling the dress off without a care in the world. Freed from the damned dress her wings fluttered softly against her back but she willed them down, never one to show a weakness and the thin wispy fairy wings were easily broken. “Should have seen their faces when I lost my eye,” Fox smirked pulling her earlier attire back on, relieved to be in something more comfortable she turned to face Niccholi once more. “C’mon lets go do something fun you can’t seriously want to stay here for the rest of the day?”

[alison-cloudrunner]

True Colours || Vesper & Fox

[vespersullivan]

Vesper was well aware that he was causing irritation - frankly he didn’t much mind in this case… He so loathed being interrupted from his mental trances as she had done so, and he hadn’t much issue with making it slightly aware. He let out a faint scoff with a small roll of his eyes, finding the request all too… Well - quite a mixture of annoying and darling. He raised a brow. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours, my sweet fairy…” he replied with an obviously sardonic tone. The serpent was about to slither back to his domain when he heard the challenging coo. A smile crept over his lips. Vesper turned back to her slowly - the monsters of his mind holding close to him. He allowed a slight arch in his back with a relaxed him and chin held high. “That depends what darkness it is I should fear.” he chuckled, straightening up and slowly pacing over to her, steps so fluid it seemed ethereal.

"It is to my understanding there is such a wide variety in the category of darkness - don’t you think..?" he cooed wickedly, slowly making his way closer. The shadows all giggled and hissed, sliding their wispy tails after him. Vesper was quite interested in the extent of her abilities, seeing the elegant coils of smoke and shadows in the air was so wondrously curious..! "There is the literal darkness - absence of the light…" he stepped closer… "The darkness in the absence of humanity…" his sword slipped down and he drug it on the ground with a hiss, stepping ever closer with a cold and eerie grin on his lips. He stopped and stood before her, looming over her with a very short space between them. "And then," he leaned closer. " - there’s me…" he hissed to her. This was all a test, he was quite intrigued by this Fox and he intended to see how far she lasted in terms of intimidation and feeling intimidated.

[alison-cloudrunner]

Fox stood there merely proud of her taunts, and so she should be because they had appeared to have worked, the man was beginning to reel out a cynical tale of darkness. The fae cocked a brow up to her there was only one kind of darkness the shadows of the night that comforted her and danced beneath her fingertips. But as he drew closer and drawled on about the varying kinds of supposed darkness Fox almost sniggered. She did however find herself smirking when Vesper’s sword began to dragon across the ground making a terrible high-pitched noise. As he leaned and uttered his final words Fox finally couldn’t hold it in anymore and sneered at his words. “Oh sweetie, don’t flatter yourself,” Fox drawled in return hands dancing at her sides and the result was immediate.

The shadows flushed inwards once more cocooning them in an expanse of darkness, “you aren’t worthy of the darkness,” Fox taunted taking steps to his right as she spoke. The smoke fae leaned in towards his ear and uttered, “you have to prove yourself”. As she took a step backwards the shadows curled downwards in on themselves until finally the shadows full height was merely eye-level. So incredibly pathetic, Fox’s steely gazed remained fixed upon Vesper as the shadows began to form a circle of spikes around him. “Actions speak louder than words,” she uttered but in truth the shadows could do no more harm than her smoke and without the ability to touch metal Fox was rendered useless in most fights. But that wouldn’t stop her instigating fights she’d never win.

[damondisampastdev]

Damon let out a laugh at being compared to Emma Frost, the image he came up with amusing him. “Excuse you, I’d rock a corset and panties. Probably better than you could.” He commented, his tone joking. “But honestly, if I was one of the xmen, it’d be magneto, because unlike some fae, I can use all the metals…” He added, adding the small dig at the end to be slightly mocking. As the other started to sprint away, his jaw dropped, shocked at the dirty tactics being used. Snapping his wings out, he put on a burst of speed. “On your left.” He stated, flying past the girl.

[alison-cloudrunner]

Fox's mind shifted from her companion dressed as Emma Frost to Magneto. He'd suit the stupid helmet. But her thoughts divulged as Damon has released his wings and had flown past her. Fox scowled at his own dirty tactics, "I won't be so easily defeated!" Laughter soon followed as her own wispy wings revealed themselves picking her up off the ground. It'd been a long time since she'd flown but Fox didn't hold back chasing after him but unfortunately she was bit a tad late in getting her wings out. A little relieved that her feet were now back on solid ground the fae took several long slow deep breaths before speaking, "okay, okay you ain't no Magneto but you win this time –– but only this time". Fox straightened up a smirk curving her lips, "next time I won't go easy on you".

[damondisampastdev]

"No I know, it's just you didn't sound so impressed..." Damon explained with a small frown. He hadn't mean to insult the other. "I am pretty talented, though I don't know which character to name you after, maybe Falcon?" He added, a small laugh leaving his lips, both at his words and at the question. "Look over there, that's our location." He said, pointing to a pub about 300 yards away.

[alison-cloudrunner]

Fox's brow furrowed slightly but she shrugged it off she'd already explained herself once she wasn't going to do it again. Her expression lifted into something lighter a laugh escaped her lips at his words, "yeah right if I'm Falcon you're definitely Emma Frost sweetheart. Nice little white corset and some panties you'd be right off," Fox snorted and then pulled a slight face as she envisioned her companion in an Emma Frost get-up, it certainly wasn't attractive. Fox's gaze snapped up to the pub as he informed her, "good cause I'm really fucking thirsty, race ya' last one to the bar buys a round of drinks," she said already sprinting ahead.

[alison-cloudrunner]

True Colours || Vesper & Fox

[vespersullivan]

Vesper couldn’t help an amused chuckle to escape wicked and tortured lips - the comment was, in a unique way, charming… “My apologies, I suppose one shouldn’t judge a book by its cover.” he replied with a tone as smooth and slithering as a serpent. Despite the comment he allowed the seeping irony that twisted with subtle defiance as he took a few steps forward before stopping - still staying a distance away from her. The vetala was wary… “Very well to meet you Miss Fox.” he returned. Shadows murmured over his shoulder, his eyes briefly darting behind him as he tried to make out what they were saying to no avail. A dark numbness crept up behind his mind, a feeling that was almost indescribable, yet painfully familiar to him.

Vesper’s head inclined slowly at the response, an act that was almost instinctual rather than on purpose or a simple force of habit. “I suppose so…” he trailed off  cautiously. He almost disregarded the shadows under the assumption it was his minds eye viewing them - his face hardening slightly when he realized the control lay in the hands of the supple creature. Her words were silently sharp… Like a blade being slowly run through him after having numbed himself on morphine - strange… quietly despicable like the calm in the eye of the storm. Controlled.  Vesper’s brows raised with a mixture of both amusement and irritation. “training - as you can see. And you wouldn’t think me scrawny if you could see more of me…” he purred ominously, face eerily unmatched to his tone and stone. His answer was kept purposely vague. 

[alison-cloudrunner]

The muscles in Fox’s lip twitched the comment seemed aimed at her height regardless of whether it was or not the smoke fae found herself in a state of irritation. No-one ever believed she was capable of anything more than a scowl, or they believed beneath the thorns there might be a rose, but they were so very wrong and Fox was forever determined to prove her worth. After-all there was nothing she enjoyed more than flaunting her power, her strength, and quite typically in the process Fox would happily take a scream or two as payment. But for once Fox didn’t lunge into attack beyond the slick comment he appeared all rather charming, a little too charming in her opinion.

This time it was her eyebrow that cocked upwards, “looks to me like you are stood very still, but go ahead show more I’m curious,” Fox taunted taking a painfully slow step closer. Having grown up in a small fairy village and then more recently lived in London, although she had seen plenty of violence, the idea of owning a blade greater than a kitchen knife was more a wistful dream. Still on a slight ecstasy from being able to manipulate her abilities without any painful repercussions Fox couldn’t help but let trails of smoke linger in the air as she spoke, “unless you are afraid of the darkness?”

[niccholidrogo]

Niccholi gave a look of faint surprise when the customer he was helping stepped out of the change room. “You know, that looks good on you.” he stated coolly. “May I ask the occasion?”

[alison-cloudrunner]

Fox was skipping work, no surprises there, and in her boredom had chosen to annoy her newly found companion Niccholi. He was better company than most and when she had seen him hidden away in a bridal store she had felt entirely compelled to go in. The smoke fairy snorted, "oh wouldn't I make the perfect bride," she replied her voice laced with sarcasm as she tugged at the dress. "How can people want to wear this it's stupidly heavy and I can't even fucking breathe in it," Fox uttered as she leaned in towards the tall mirror pale fingers tugging at the bodice now. "Still," the smoke fae spun around which turned out to be a somewhat difficult task in the uncomfortable dress, "this place is boring –– the school is so fucking boring –– I want the darkness back," she finished her own shadow pulsing in response.

[hellhoundofsins-deactivated2015]

Preoccupied with thoughts on how he’d approach his next Biology assignment, Ryu barely managed to weave through the few students in the hallways. The incubus had begun to count and name the bones in his left hand, eyes trained on the appendage, when he collided with a slightly smaller body. His attention and gaze snapped up, mouth open to apologize - before the words and face registered and his expression twisted into one of mild irritation and exasperation as he took in the smoke fairy, “How many times do I have to tell you, my name’s Ryu.”

[alison-cloudrunner]

"Yeah, yeah ––– you keep saying and just so you know no matter how many times you tell me you are always gonna be pretty boy," Fox replied with a faint snort. The nickname was almost half a compliment, or the closest anyone would get to a compliment with Fox, so she hadn't the faintest idea why it wound him up so much. Her amusement contorted into a scowl as she found herself ever so slightly compelled to thank him for the help he'd given for her prior injury –– I got them out of my fucking life and now they're invading my thoughts. But she played ignorant to those very thoughts that were dancing inside of her empty skull and instead Fox retorted, "just don't walk into me again seriously look where you are fucking going," although it was more her own fault than his but she wouldn't admit that.

[alison-cloudrunner]

Fox had been desperately attempting to avoid today’s classes after the week of mayhem her motivation had been left in the training grounds. But unfortunately one of her teachers had noticed her sulking in a hallway this morning and it’d been a downwards spiral from there. Stalking through the hallways she very almost ran smack into another student, “watch where you're fucking go––,” the smoke fairy stopped herself as she realized the face was familiar and with a sly smirk she added, “well hello pretty boy”. 

[alison-cloudrunner]

Fox was in a foul mood, no surprises there, but instead of wallowing in the darkness she was sat on a high bar stool downing another shot glass. The intoxication glazing her senses the smoke fae didn’t quite catch what was being said to her, “say that again darling ––– I wasn’t listening,” she snorted beckoning to the bartender for another drink.

[damondisampastdev]

Damon pouted slightly as the other mocked him, though he was enjoying himself too much to care. "Cars are awesome okay, don't judge me. At least I can use the metal." He teased, glad he had that particular advantage. "Uh no, I made the suit, but then marvel tried to sue me, and I had to destroy it..." He told his friend, honesty clear in his tone.

[alison-cloudrunner]

Fox rolled her eyes, "I never said anything bad about cars just ain't my thing, why drive when you can fly?" Although admittedly back in London she had done neither if she had stepped foot on the streets with her wings out she'd have been dead before she could be airborne and driving wasn't much better. "Damn, well still sounds like you are pretty talented Mr. Stark," she smirked at him. "How much further exactly is it to this bar though? I'm dying for a drink."

[alison-cloudrunner]

[alison-cloudrunner]

Headcanon | Height

For a fairy Alison, or rather Fox, is fairly average in height but in regards to the rest of the mortal population she is a little on the short side. Standing at 5'3 Fox is shorter than most of the supernatural population at St. Deveraux let alone back in London and this doesn't sit well with her in the slightest. So in order to appear a little taller she is always seen stalking the hallways in ridiculously high platform boots. She absolutely loathes her height and would much rather tower over everyone else without the aid of heels.

[alison-cloudrunner]

True Colours || Vesper & Fox

[vespersullivan]

Vesper returned to the training grounds in the eve and had stayed out until the sun had made it’s way above the horizon. There was no more sleeping for him for every moment his eyes lay shut he was filled with macabre horrors and apprehension of what was real and what was his mind… The dark was starting to take over his mind - he would begin to recall disturbing events that left him to question if he had done any of them while in his twilight state. Voices cooed in his ear and breathed with cold lungs on the back of his neck, laughing whenever they had accomplished the task of breaking his concentration. Vesper was near the end of his road - not in the sense of a giving up, however it became apparent he was loosing this battle with his other self. The only way he was able to keep a steady control was to wield a steady mind along with his blade. He was training with intense precision and amazing speed to the point where he would appear a mere blur.

During a break in one of his forms he heard a voice from his side, supple in sound yet cruse in tone. He tilted his head to the side to see a lovely little creature dressed in such elegantly dark attire. “My such a sharp tongue concealed by gentle lips.” he cooed in reply to her, turning his body to face her fully his katana held carefully by his right hand. Vesper returned to his naturally proper posture to address the young woman. “Sullivan, or simply Vesper if you prefer familiarity amongst your potential prey…” he said with a haunting softness in his voice - she was a dark fae so he only assumed she would be the hunter and not the hunted… “May I ask your name in return?” The shadows of his mind slithered up behind him and stood silently in the strangers presence.

[alison-cloudrunner]

Fox cocked an eyebrow upwards at the returned words, he seemed entirely out of place out here in the training grounds but clearly he wasn’t useless like many of the other students that wondered on through the sword he gripped was far more elegant than the wooden sticks so many used to train with. The smug smirk spread into a mischievous grin, “if you truly believe there is anything about me that’s gentle then I’d suggest taking a few steps further back,” Fox almost snorted at his formality but restrained herself. He seemed somewhat interesting and he hadn’t provoked her, at least not as of yet, besides there was a darkness that lingered with him and those that accepted the darkness would easily find themselves a privileged friend to the smoke fae.

The smoke fae found herself growing ever more curious of him, “Fox and I’d rather be the predator, there is more satisfaction in seeing fear than experiencing it. Is there not?” As if to demonstrate Fox teased the shadows from the rocky terrain letting them accumulate an inch or two above her outstretched palm, “I do terribly miss the darkness that ruled the school last week the school was terribly more fun,” even now as she exerted her power once more Fox’s mind was clear of pain, a small miracle. “So do share ––– what a scrawny guy like you is doing with a sword like that?” Fox asked blowing a soft puff of smoke into the darkness forcing them to spiral downwards to the floor.

[alison-cloudrunner]

Alison Fox Cloudrunner - Shoes

[alison-cloudrunner]

True Colours || Vesper & Fox

Dew clung to the air in the training ground and although Fox despised the morning she much preferred to be out here than stuck in classes, in particular she was avoiding her literature class. Much preferring to push herself physically than die of boredom with old dusty pages, let alone that her teacher was an old fart who droned on and on with his stupid ass monotone voice. The smoke fae had pulled and teased the shadows from the space around her until there was a great mess of darkness pulsing in front of her. Lips curving into a dark smirk Fox slowly lifted her hands above her the shadows following the path set out for them by their master, twisting and twirling like midnight ribbons. Then without a hand gesture the shadows spiralled with speed down towards the ground spilling over Fox like wind rushing through her hair.

With her hand’s outstretched Fox relished in the adrenaline that was pumping through her body, it was almost as good as that slight high of intoxication but nonetheless extremely different. As quick as the display had started the smoke fae snapped her fingers and the shadows rolled like silk back to the cracks in the rocks. As a dark chuckle escaped her lips a slight puff of smoke trailed soon after Fox couldn’t quite believe that despite the exuberant flex of power there was no headache lingering in her temples and it felt fucking amazing. She spun on her towering heels a smirk still curving her lips but she stopped dead still as the fae noticed a figure, “who the fuck are you?” 

[alison-cloudrunner]

Darkness' Domain || Zelfina & Fox

[zelfina-haltzer-deactivated2014]

Zelfina looked at her shocked at how the girl was retreating. She felt a little bad about hurting her she didn’t mean to “i didn’t want to you gave me no choice!” she yelled at her getting frustrated. She let the fire get a closer to her until she put it out. Zelfina went towards the door and sat down waiting for the girl to recover. “Take your time I’m not going anywhere.”

[alison-cloudrunner]

Fox's chest was rising and falling rapidly as she attempted to blank the dizzying surge of pain across her temples. "Fuck, fuck, fuck you," she muttered under her breathe taking a few staggered foot-steps forward now the flames had disappeared into a puff of smoke. The fairy looked up from beneath her lashes, "what did you say?" Straightening herself out Fox's lip twitched at the pulsing pain but she chose to ignore it, "what did you just fucking say?" smoke seething from her lips as she hissed at Zelfina.

[brakebillsxmerlinrpg-deactivate]

Obviously.” Nolan sneered and rolled her eyes.

[alison-cloudrunner]

"This was a great philosophical conversation and all ––– but I'm still no closer to the Verdandi dorm...," her intoxication meant much of words had slurred together but the smoke fae neither cared nor was aware of her inability to speak so she simply stared and waited.