Mynx

Mynx's ears prick up "55?" she asks, "In that case, 70 geld" Finishing her coffee, she refills it with a wave of her paw and settles back into her chair, raising her eyebrows at Cryptomancer. "Want a coffee?"

With a smirk as she steps out of the shadows, Mynx raises her voice to be heard. "Thirty Geld!" She calls out. Smiling slightly, she conjurs up a chair and seats herself next to the Cryptomancer, summoning a large mug of coffee with a wave of her paw as she grins at her friend over the mug, her eyes glinting with amusement.

Have you ever pushed a button labelled "DO NOT TOUCH", just to see if it really did cause the world to end? Have you ever fallen in love with a homicidal maniac? Have you ever wondered if 42 really is the answer to the ultimate question? Have you ever wondered what the ultimate question was? Have you ever wished for someone to love? And to have someone love you in return? Have you ever wished you could undo all the pain you have caused the ones you love the most? Have you ever lost someone close to you, when deep down you know that if you hadn't been so caught up in your own world, you would have been able to save them?

*quietly dying of laughter in the corner, tears spilling down her cheeks, Mynx struggles to keep her hysteria silent* This is better than television!

Graceful in his landings, although he's Reputed to show off just a tad You have captured my heart Please take care of it though Happily I go through my life with you On my paw sits a symbol of your love Never from you will I part

This is a collaborative effort from me and Salinye. Do we both get cudos (and geld) for it? Cocky in blue jeans Rambles like a pro You can't live with him, can't shoot him... Poetry is his way Treacle shuts him up for a bit Oh someone get the man a coke! Mad as a loony bird Addicted to caffiene Notice the bald head SHINE Careful to avoid the scythe Everyone's favorite Riddler Raven

Madness rules the world in which this Young feline treads her path. Nothing about her fits with the norm 'Xactly the way she likes it.

*laughs at the silly Raven* No more drugs for that...er...man!

ooooo Thanx! *Takes a small piece of sanity, places it in nearest minion and begins to torture it, giggling madly*

The annoying thing was, I had a beautiful knife in my pocket that I could have put to good use...but I was too busy retreating into my meditation to keep what small grain of sanity I have left intact. *shuddertwitchgag*

OOC: Thank you all for caring guys! I'm fine, really, just suffering the after effects of being in a Drama class with my ex. Ex's are made to be forgotten, not held in compromissing positions for over three scenes....

Mynx manages a rueful smile "Thank you. I'm fine. Just had a bad day. What's that saying? A bad case of the Ex?" Making to leave once more, Mynx pauses and waves a hand almost carelessly. A squawk is heard as the Raven gets coated once more in treacle. She grins evilly. "You know you deserved that." She states, before bowing her head once more to the watching crowd and moving out into the night.

"AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The calm of the Cabaret Room is disturbed as Mynx storms in, scythe in paw, robe blowing behind her as she glows with the energy of her own anger. Conjuring up a small group of minions in a secluded corner, she falls upon them in a rage, hacking and slicing with her scythe, conjuring ice and fire with her paw and eyes. Finally, she stops, as the remains of the minions disappear into another realm and the only signs of the carnage that reigned is a dark smudge on the walls and the fact that Mynx is out of breath. Panting slightly, she begins to notice her surroundings, as the inhabitants of the room regard her with uncertainty bordering on fear, no one having seen her this angry before. Dropping her scythe behind her back as she smoothes down her hair, fur and robe, Mynx attempts to flash a reassuring (if somewhat sharp toothed) smile to everyone, once again thankful that a blush does not show up on tiger pelt. "Uh...sorry...bad day...sorry...I think I'm gonna go now" Offering an embarrassed smile, she pulls her robe closer around her and exits the room quickly.

Born and raised a Catholic. Strong believer but also a firm believer that everyone is free to choose. I am friends with Wiccans and my partner *smiles at Gryphon* is about as anti-Catholic as I am anti-romance movies (don't ask). I believe strongly in my faith, but I focus more on the aspects of love thy neighbour and that God forgives. I am also a frequent meditator...I'm not sure if thats good Catholic behaviour or not. I refuse to judge others, and in turn expect to be allowed to believe my own. I'm a strange cat...

*grins* don't worry about it, Crypt. Its just the outlanders who aren't used to the methods of measuring we have in this strange little country. (no offence meant anyone!) If it helps...I got it...but then again I don't think I count...

*claps, laughing* I can just imagine what some people here are going to try and claim...this will be highly amusing... I would enter...but my creative mind has committed itself for a holiday...*sigh* Oh well...*wanders off again...muttering to self*

OOC: I just want to second Gryph's statement. He knows me well enough that words don't necessarily need to be said when we are in each others company for us to have a good time. *tight hugs* Thank you my love. The date was wonderful Epilogue: Shutting the door behind her as Gryphon took off into the night, Mynx smiled dreamily to herself. Stepping through to her main living area, a cozy room with a fire and a disturbing amount of weapons on the wall, Mynx took off her robe and placed it over a couch, the firelight catching the golden traces of her tawny tiger-striped pelt, making it gleam in the light. Stretching in her feline manner, Mynx curled up on a chair and took out from her belt pouch the ring Gryphon had given her. She spent a few moments staring at it, tracing the intricate pattern cut into the silver, before regarding her paws. Only one piece of jewellery sat there, a ring of Onyx that circled the middle finger of her right paw. After a moments consideration, Mynx placed the silver ring on the middle finger of her left paw. It's too big, she thought with dismay, before she noticed the carving beginning to glow. For a brief moment, Mynx's entire left hand was encased in a light. When the light ebbed away, the ring sat snugly on her left paw, a perfect fit. Purring happily to herself, Mynx waved her paw and conjured herself a pot of coffee, sitting in the confines of her room as she happily relived the memory of her date.

Mynx regards her surroundings with a smile that hadn't left since Gryphon first showed up at her dwelling. Looking out to the view, her eyes sparkled as she returned her gaze to the man she was with. "I have always wished to see this place...I am so deeply honoured that you would show it to me, Gryph. Thank you. It's beautiful. I love it." Smiling still, Mynx leaned forward and nuzzled Gryphon gently on the cheek. Stepping away from him slightly, she drew her robe around her and dropped her head, muttering slightly. A light began to glow from within, until it enveloped her entire being. When the light ebbed away, Mynx stood before Gryphon once more in human form, a form not many see. Standing before Gryphon now was a young woman with golden hair that fell over her shoulders. She wore a simple knee length dress the colour of a storm cloud, the colour of her eyes as she smiled softly at her date for the evening. "I hope you don't mind?" She asked, biting her lip nervously as Gryphon took in all he saw.

Yay!

I don't know why I'm posting here, you already know that I love your so called scribblings Crypt. But, as always, I feel compelled to remind you just how beautiful they are. Damn you for being too damn good at this! "Victory will yet be mine!" *stops and notices gethering crowd* eh heh heh heh...hi? *disappears in a flash of smoke*

In the manner that is the Mynx to all who know her well... A robed feline form appears out of nowhere behind the Cryptomancer, disrupting his calm surroundings. Patting the Cryptomancer on the head, Mynx moves in a blur before disappearing once more, the fluttering pages of his notebook, a distinct lowering of the level of coffee, and a missing piece of biscotti the only signs of her presence having been in the vicinity.

*races into the room looking stressed. Glances nervously behind her as a voice is heard..."GET OFF THE COMPUTER!"* Hey, Sal, you bidding for me? please? i gtg... *picks up scythe and races out again*

Hey Guys! I'm trapped in a nowhere place with no internet until Saturday! *sniff, sob* Sooo...in case any of you miss me (HAHAHAHAHA, seriously guys) I've got this quiz for you all Sorry if it's a tad rambling...I'm on a costly laptop and my mind doesn't work when rushed... Enjoy! Do you know The Mynx?

Mynx laughs softly and begins to murmer to the air. "What to say to plead my case, I am an interesting creature of no known race. I have become known to people as the one to see, When my friends need advice, for some reason they choose me. I have befriended a Raven, with silver tongue, I am partnered to a Gryphon, such a life is quite fun. I have doubts of my skill, although my friends oppose this, I cannot write a poem, but to be a storyteller is my wish. I am hopeless at rhyming, as I am sure you know now, But to be accepted to the Pen I will try anyhow. So I add to my application these rambled words, And hope that I am accepted before I am outshined by the bird." Bending her head once more, she continues to sharpen her blade and wait.

Later... Mynx looks up from her meandering thoughts and notices that her paws have brought her once more back to the recruiters office. Sighing, she mutters to herself, "I may as well go in and wait..." before walking up to the door. She pauses just as she is about to knock on it, still undecided, before lowering her hand and walking through the door. Taking more time to observe her surroundings, Mynx conjurs up a chair in the corner, nicely sheltered by shadows, before resuming her somewhat characteristic position of sharpening her scythe as she waited for Wyvern