April 14th, 3491 AD.
Vega entered a candle-lit bedroom, his furry paws tapping soundlessly on the wooden floor. An expensive rug covered most of the room's spacious flooring, elegantly decorating the plain brown into a universe of colors and angles. Leather chairs sat in front of the roaring fireplace, their backs to the large king sized waterbed. The Eevee Morph yawned and stretched his arms, the blue denim shirt he wore slid apart to reveal his well-muscled and brown chest.
Shaking his head to the left and right to remove the sleepiness which tried to overcome him, Vega moved toward one of the high backed leather chairs when he heard a creak from the bed. Angling his elongated brown ears toward the sound, the Eevee narrowed his eyes in wonder as he moved toward the sword rack near the door. Removing an exquisite sword from the rack, Vega removed the sheath and let the tip point to the floor.
With quiet steps, he traversed to the head of the bed. Nothing rested on top of the satin sheets or around the sides. Perplexed slightly, his ears pressed against his skull as he crouched down to one knee. Lifting the dust ruffle up, he jumped as a quiet squeak emanated from the darkness.
Frowning, the morph sat the sword onto the top of the bed before jetting a hand under the bed and wrapping around something that felt furry. A yelp cracked out as Vega pulled the unknown thing out into the light; he pulled it from the bed and flung it onto the floor by letting loose his hand. Sprawled in the orange tints of the fire, a female pikachu morph with hardly any clothes shielding her body. All the girl wore was a gray two- piece swimsuit like material and nothing else.
Reaching behind him and grabbing the sword, he pointed the blade at the morph while she sat herself back up. Vega's teal eyes bored into the pikachus' dark eyes angered.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" He growled, pointing the sword forward closer to her chin. As she shrank back, he heard a mutter escape her lips. "Speak!" He growled,
"Val-al-krrr-y," She squeaked, scooting back fearfully of the glimmering blade. Would he hurt her with it or--- worse? Fear was visible in her eyes as she slid one arm across her developing chest; Vega could only wonder what the age of this morph could be.
Unsatisfied, the Eevee demanded an answer to the second half of his question. Valkry shied away again, bumping into the wall. Tears began to well up in her eyes, "I-I was lost and-and the door was open!" She stuttered out, "Puh-please don't hurt me!"
Furrowing his brows, Vega examined her face once more before turning and putting the sword back into its sheath. Walking away from the girl, The Eevee morph removed a dark gray robe from his wardrobe and threw it at the girl. "Well, since your lost and seem to have nothing. I will have a change of heart from slaying you right here; you may stay in my residence for a fortnight. After that, you will leave or pay the consequences."
The pikachu gave a slight, fearful, nod before slipping the silken robe over her head and staying where she sat. Valkry was fearful of the Eevee, which was evident as she watched Vega undress down to his black boxers. Vega, aware of her stare, pulled on an elegant blood red robe adorned with gold cuffs and lace. The garb glimmered in the light the fireplace put out, giving the Eevee a glowing aura.
Vega tugged slightly at the sleeves, removing slight creases before turning back to the robed pikachu. "I am having some guests over, do not leave this room at any point until I return, understand?"
Vega entered a candle-lit bedroom, his furry paws tapping soundlessly on the wooden floor. An expensive rug covered most of the room's spacious flooring, elegantly decorating the plain brown into a universe of colors and angles. Leather chairs sat in front of the roaring fireplace, their backs to the large king sized waterbed. The Eevee Morph yawned and stretched his arms, the blue denim shirt he wore slid apart to reveal his well-muscled and brown chest.
Shaking his head to the left and right to remove the sleepiness which tried to overcome him, Vega moved toward one of the high backed leather chairs when he heard a creak from the bed. Angling his elongated brown ears toward the sound, the Eevee narrowed his eyes in wonder as he moved toward the sword rack near the door. Removing an exquisite sword from the rack, Vega removed the sheath and let the tip point to the floor.
With quiet steps, he traversed to the head of the bed. Nothing rested on top of the satin sheets or around the sides. Perplexed slightly, his ears pressed against his skull as he crouched down to one knee. Lifting the dust ruffle up, he jumped as a quiet squeak emanated from the darkness.
Frowning, the morph sat the sword onto the top of the bed before jetting a hand under the bed and wrapping around something that felt furry. A yelp cracked out as Vega pulled the unknown thing out into the light; he pulled it from the bed and flung it onto the floor by letting loose his hand. Sprawled in the orange tints of the fire, a female pikachu morph with hardly any clothes shielding her body. All the girl wore was a gray two- piece swimsuit like material and nothing else.
Reaching behind him and grabbing the sword, he pointed the blade at the morph while she sat herself back up. Vega's teal eyes bored into the pikachus' dark eyes angered.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" He growled, pointing the sword forward closer to her chin. As she shrank back, he heard a mutter escape her lips. "Speak!" He growled,
"Val-al-krrr-y," She squeaked, scooting back fearfully of the glimmering blade. Would he hurt her with it or--- worse? Fear was visible in her eyes as she slid one arm across her developing chest; Vega could only wonder what the age of this morph could be.
Unsatisfied, the Eevee demanded an answer to the second half of his question. Valkry shied away again, bumping into the wall. Tears began to well up in her eyes, "I-I was lost and-and the door was open!" She stuttered out, "Puh-please don't hurt me!"
Furrowing his brows, Vega examined her face once more before turning and putting the sword back into its sheath. Walking away from the girl, The Eevee morph removed a dark gray robe from his wardrobe and threw it at the girl. "Well, since your lost and seem to have nothing. I will have a change of heart from slaying you right here; you may stay in my residence for a fortnight. After that, you will leave or pay the consequences."
The pikachu gave a slight, fearful, nod before slipping the silken robe over her head and staying where she sat. Valkry was fearful of the Eevee, which was evident as she watched Vega undress down to his black boxers. Vega, aware of her stare, pulled on an elegant blood red robe adorned with gold cuffs and lace. The garb glimmered in the light the fireplace put out, giving the Eevee a glowing aura.
Vega tugged slightly at the sleeves, removing slight creases before turning back to the robed pikachu. "I am having some guests over, do not leave this room at any point until I return, understand?"