Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)
Pan walked the street, listening in when he could but he didn't find anything that was really interesting. He wondered how these people got on with their days. Doing nothing interesting, not fucking enough, living in the same place, having the same partner over and over again, and generally being boring. Magic was at least a little more interesting but Pan had never had the patience to perform it. Plus, he would have heard to learn from someone else and fuck that! He almost lifted from the ground again but decided against it. He had flown enough for today. Also, it tended to make people jealous. While normally that wouldn't be a problem... Pan got distracted by that thought and couldn't really find a reason not to fly. However, he was soon distracted.
He looked up and saw Maggie. Finally! Sure, there were other targets but this was the first time in a while that he had actually waited for something. He was about to run up to her when he saw she had company. First, Maggie. She was even sexier in better clothing. Those gold bangles were interesting as well. Not that Pan was going to take anything. They were just awfully sparkly. Pan tore his gaze away from the shinies in order to evaluate her companions. The smaller one was interesting, though she was, appropriately, silver to Maggie's gold. The tattoo was interesting and Pan thought he might want to get a full look at it. Her other friend was... well, there was certainly enough of her. Too much of her type, though, and Pan was bound to get bloated. Maybe if he had room left over. The piercing made him wonder if other bits were pierced.
Now what to do... If Pan got too greedy, he would lose Maggie but he was aching to try out Maggie's friends. Maybe he could manage a quickie? No, that'd be too crude (Pan thought with no self-awareness whatsoever). But how could he pull this off? Pan strode forward, changing slowly as he did so, not enough for anyone to notice. He became a little taller, with silver hair that stood up in spikes. His ears became long and pointy and his features became noble. His frame became more slender as well, though not enough to seem weak. He positioned himself in front of the group, letting his pheromones drift backwards. He couldn't go in brute force. Hopefully the pheromones would soften them up. He needed a way to approach her and just coming on to her off the street would just make her hostile. While he waited, he eavesdropped on their conversation, attempting to find out something about them. If they split up, Pan would attempt to follow the small one first.