you can't whisper above the thunder - crowley

[fulzanin]

WE'LL MAKE A WAY WHERE YOU CAN FIND YOUR PLACE
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Feza hadn't ever been great on staying solid to a plan. Her mind bounced back and forth like a match of table tennis. It was a surprise that the vibrant female ever managed to stay on track to get anything done. She pulled through with festivities, yes, but little other than that managed to stay in her mind long enough to actually be worked on. This was a situation where the rare abnormality came. Shapeshifting. She had her inquiries, but wasn't sure about who to go to for such a dilemma. Aurum, maybe, but he was probably busy. Who else in the group shapeshifted? Why, Crowley did, didn't he? Feza could remember him shapeshifting when they set up that hall restaurant.. thing. It was what warranted her search, bounding along in ever her excited and vibrant mannerism. Did she know where he lived? No. Trial and error worked great in such an instance, even if it led to the annoyance of some other persons. "Hey, hey Crowley! I've got a, I've got a question I wanna ask you real quick," Feza chattered. Although in that brief moment her mind flipped the switch, what was she going to ask him again? She didn't remember. At all. Was it something about a party? It had to be something about a party! Her briefly confused expression parted to yet another grin. "I, I uh, I needed- need help for a party and, and I was wanting to see if you wanted to come check it out!"

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[arcy]

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//mobile
Out of anyone in the world, Crowley might be the most experienced at shapeshifting. Not because he did it frequently, of course. He ... didn't particularly like being in other forms. A stifling feeling, like he could never change back. Like he was stuck.
He was always in another form now, though, so that point was moot. Needless to say, Crowley was going to do whatever the hell he wanted now.
... When he woke up. Which is now.
"Uh. Kay," He's slow in the head, barely processing Feza's first sentence ad he blinks groggily at the snow leopard. That's too many colors so early in the ..... uh. Crowley's not sure what time it is. In fact, he doesn't even know what month or year it is. He's been asleep for more than a few days, he knows this for certain, but .. after a certain point, time just bleeds together.
To be entirely honest, Crowley feels he should be annoyed by this intrusion. He has no idea where Feza came from, or why she decided to ask him, specifically. He was asleep, even!
He's not, though. He's not sure why.
"I'm not sure why you'd pick me, of all people, The serval yawns, jaws stretching alarmingly wide. He's sloe to process, but he's warming up. He curls a tail around himself, half-preparing himself to actually face the outside world. He can't say he's really ready, but, well. Whatever*. "But no problem. Sure. What sorta party?" .. Is he going to have to do damage control? Crowley debates over this for a few moments, before dismissing it. Feza'd been doing better. And, anyways. he's feeling the itch for some chaos, so .. who cares?
*Somehow, the concept of turning Feza down was only an ingenuine passing thought

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[fulzanin]

WE'LL MAKE A WAY WHERE YOU CAN FIND YOUR PLACE
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Feza's tail flicks rapidly behind her. She is excited, it is demonstrated in numerous ways. Her raised ears, the grin on her face, the light in her blue eyes, the twitching of her entire body, and the rapid movements of her tail. She is delighted at the aspect of a party coming into existence. It is her sole purpose, after all. She could not settle until every last Tangler was happy and having a good time. "Oh. Well. I had another question I was gonna ask you, I had for you specifically but, uh, I uh, I kinda forgot what it was. Probably something about fruit punch." Feza rambled, raising a paw briefly to wave. When the next question the serval proposed to her reached her ears, the vibrant feline bounced on her paws. "It's almost New Years, yea. People like to do festive stuff around New Years. I don't need a, there's no reason to not be festive, at least to me. Off topic. So, uh, I'm making party hats for everyone! I just need someone to help me, I just need help makin' them is all." Feza assured bouncing her weight to the side, her wings spreading to ease her sudden change in balance.

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THE EMPTY CHAIRS WILL BE RESERVED FOR OUR PITY