Taden peeked out from behind his hiding place, looking Myn'da and her shrink soda, which he had made to make up for the powers he had lost in Everything Goes. He still wasn't quite sure how, but that was where they had stopped working. Now it looked like she was bound to use it on him...damn. "Potion Party, sounds like fun." What had he been thinking? Even if it hadn't been used on him, why would he ruin random people's lives? Maybe he was overcompensating for what had happened, he didn't know. It didn't matter. It was bad enough that he had lost his powers already; all he wanted was to get out of here while still able to walk up a staircase. Good. Myn'da was still facing away from him. He hid away again.

I have to get out of here before I turn back, and she's sure to spot me...

Myn'da: "You're breathing awfully loud, kitty."
Myn'des: "Huh?"
Myn'da: "No, not you, Myn."

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Oh, crap...

Taden looks as Myn'da approaches. No hope of hiding now...time to make a break for it.

Myn'da: *malicious smile*

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Taden, seeing the smile, makes a mad dash across the room, knocking over a potion someone left on the table. It comes crashing down and breaks. The trickle pours over the table and comes splashing down on him. Then, a strange thing happens when his cat form, out of nowhere, sprouts gigantic wings - they work, and they seem big enough to carry him. He jumps up and flaps the wings, flying quickly towards the open window...

Myn'da isn't any more reflexive than an ordinary human. Myn'des, demi-feline, on the other hand is very much faster than a man, and suddenly has an unexpected, (comparatively) small flappy thing in arms reach...

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Taden reaches out and claws the grabbing Myn'des.

Myn'des: Woah! *throws Taden away, sending him skidding across the bar*

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Taden bangs against the wall, and dizzily walks a few steps.

Myn'da dashes over to the stunned cat and empties the soda bottle over his head before skipping away.

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The winged cat shrank down to less than an inch in length. Taden, sullen, jumped up in the air, and slowly, sadly, flew over to his discarded robes.

Myn'des: "why did yoy bring something like that?"

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Taden looks up at her, and his near-microscopic eyes say "uh...wait until I get human form back..."

((Two more posts, counting from the transformation.))

(Myn'des is male, and can understand cat)

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"Ah. Well, suffice to say, that I kind of panicked after I lost my powers in Anything Goes. I found a bottle of this crap off some guy. I don't know what I was thinking then - remember, I was still kind of...nuts. I just brought it here, and the rest is history."

Almost as he finishes that statement, Taden's fur vanishes, and within seconds, a tiny winged man stands in the pile of robes. Naked. He slowly, roughly tears off a piece of the robes and wears it as a towel. He goes to a small potion he had in one pocket.

"This was a more rational decision - permanency potion, in case I found a potion the effect of which I liked...and if I'm going to be stuck at two decimeters tall, I may as well have wings."

He pulls the lid off, letting a small amount, but for him, drenching amount of the potion spill on him. He closes it quickly and pulls it out of the pocket, letting the bottle roll on the floor.

"Here, you can have it if you'd like."

He tears off as much fabric as he'll be able to carry (about half a square meter), and flies away...