#fourleggedprincess

[sweatyheir-blog]

Hime stops by Equius' residence/hive, holding a fancy set of white lingerie for him. "H-here, you can give these too m-me... ah, I didn't k-know what.... um, what you w-wanted, so... I... um, w-would you like to... er, to see... to see me w-wear this?" Her face is absolutely flushed.

“Hime--” Dull eyes glance towards the proffered clothing, ashen cheeks deepening with indigo. He is unable to speak, or even think, instead just aghast at the lewd display before him. More sweat than usual clings to brow.

“I would be lying if I said that I wouldn't but, I--We-- Have only just started d-dating.”

[whitesuitedalchemist]

Our Four-Legged Friends [closed @ Hime]

If there was one thing that could be said about this city, it was that there was an absolute plethora of people within it. Of all shapes and sizes, from all walks of life. Many of them seemed to be non- or only partially human, with tells ranging from oddly shaped ears and teeth to differently coloured skin. It was very alien and extraordinarily fascinating to the alchemist, making it something of a little hobby for him in trying to spot these people.

Of course, the one before him was way too easy to point out. Not only because of the rather animal-like ears on her head, the most obvious thing to note was her quadruped status. Four horse legs, attached to a horse body, attached to what was presumably that of a human girl. Somewhat aesthetically pleasing, if that was your sort of thing. Then, of course, there were the hangers-on. Young men hassling the girl, calling her names and threatening violence. How boorish.

Approaching quickly, the alchemist cleared his throat and stared the centaur's harassers down. "It would be best if you refrained from any other comment, before you force someone's hand."

[sanguinetactics]

Highly recommended industrial strength Morgan. The only brand I buy for superior yiffing

[kansaiurania]

Friendship is Magic [closed @ Hime]

There was something strangely nice about being back here, even if it had been only a day. Oh, Nozomi knew that in time the eventual homesickness and longing from her friends from home would sink in, but right now she would appreciate the fortune that the winds of change had brought to her. Even so, her eyes darted to and fro throughout the crowd for a sign of a possibly familiar face. Anyone, really. 

Of course, what were the chances of seeing anyone remotely close to her? Close to zero. Just a herd of people she didn't know, milling about in their jeans, sweatshirts and horse legs. Wait... horse legs? 

Doing a double take, Nozomi was more than a little surprised before her usual smile returned to its rightful place. Those horse legs were attached to a very familiar face, one that the idol was definitely glad to run into. "Himecchi! Himecchi, over here!"

[isuzuruhacentollusia-blog]

[arachno-phile]

fourleggedprincess

The first thing you think of when you see this girl is Equius's ancestor. What was his name? Horus, right? You didn't really talk to him because Meenah told you pretty much everything you'd want to know. Weird guy.

VRISKA: Um, what's up with your legs? Were you 8orn like that????????

Tact has, unfortunately, never been your strong point.

[sixtyjudgementalyears-blog]

An Unknown Being (Closed starter for fourleggedprincess)

Eiki has seen quite a few strange things. From humans with unusual, near extinct jobs, to common, run of the mill beings like fairies, she believe that she's seen more beings than any normal Yama would. However... This is something new.

"You, what are you? I'd quite like to know, since I haven't seen anything with a human like upper half, and a horse like lower half." After all, many inhuman beings look human. Best to err on the side of caution. ... She's not used to having to look up at people, either.

[vampirium-blog]

becoming others;;

fourleggedprincess

Not everyone cared enough to think that it was somehow rude to stare but he did. If it mattered or not was another problem he had yet to solve. It was not his first time to see such odd creature. Books centered around them most of the time. If there was anything worthy of being noticed, it was the fact that fiction failed to describe their being in masses of text. He never doubted the existence of half man half horse beings for doing so was the same as doubting other inhuman creatures such as vampires and he was one.

He was just sitting in a park bench, admiring the silent night when his eyes captured the sight of the centaur wandering about. At first he took it as a notion to leave in order to protect himself if harm draws near. The moment her expression was flaunted was the time he realized that there was no need to retreat, she was pretty harmless in appearance. Make no mistake, he was not undermining her abilities or seeing her as incapable of inflicting damage to his frame. It's just that she appeared to be the type to not like harming people.

In that regard, they were the same. Except, Kuran Kaname would never hesitate to do so if a time came where it was more than required. Even with this in mind he was still unsure if it was a good idea to call out to her and exchange a few words. How come he knew she was a female in the first place? It would be poor observational skills to say it was because of her hair and how half of her body was dressed. In fact, he also didn't know why. He just had that feeling that she was.