[H2K14 - ORP] Haunted Mansion! (OPEN!)

[Antidia]

Dance Floor

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The corners of Sealights lips curled into a devilish grin. "Of course. Someplace else." Not missing a beat, he moved to follow the otherworldly demon when the lights flickered out. Dark didn't scare him. The unknown did shake him a bit. And with the previous shattering glass, he was becoming unnerved.

Then the dancing silhouettes. Twirling gracefully and slowly descending to the dancefloor with fluid motion. How did shadows-

Powers. He knew it. He was up for his own powers, but had neglected to go through with the ritual yet. It must be what someone was able to do with their powers. He'd heard of shadow play being something some pae could do. He glanced towards Shaharazad, the moonlight glinted off her third eye and a chill went down his spine. Did her kind do this? She did seem blend well with the shadows. They were mysterious enough already. No, not right to suspect her. But she is bonded to Rosewater. No. Not gonna go there, either.

Shaharazad's invitation was oh-so-enticing. But things were just getting a little too weird at this party. "Wanna head out of here? This place is starting to bore me." Bore. Sure.  

[FA Mysteries]

Master Bedroom

EvilSilverDragon

The panel was a few feet tall. And inside was room enough for a pae to squat or crawl through a network of hidden passages. The passage entrance Morena came across had two directions. One let to the right would have a sharp turn to the right again, but the one to the left would lead straight on for a bit; at least until it reached the kitchen.

Morena's pillow-covered staff would become coated in cobwebs and dirt. And a rusty-colored substance as well as what would appear to be wax, but only after she knocked over a set of candles.

Candles that had been burning prior to her intrusion. The scent of the burnt wick would drift down the passage, briefly pushing through the putrid smell from the bedroom.  

[EvilSilverDragon]

Master bedroom crawl space
Burning? The smell of something burning jolted her forward like a kick to the back. This was her house, who was burning it?! Not even the webbing that landed in hair like a head piece phased her at that very moment. The smell was even ignored as the candles had her full attention.

Reaching out she grabbed one of the fallen candles and brought it closer to her face to examine. Twisting from her position, she landed sitting in the crawl space completely as she looked at the candles. Just what in the world were they doing there? More importantly, who lit them for there to be the smell of burning wick.

For just a moment, it didn't even cross her mind where she was. However, when she took a breath to blow on the candle in order to attempt to bring about a resurgence of a flame, it hit her. "Ack!" coughing she brought her shaking hand to cover her nose. The smell seemed worse in here where it was concentrated then in the bedroom.

With shallow breaths she attempted to bring life back from the candle so at the least she could clearly see what was round her. Looking to ether side, the fae was at a loss. This was NOT a job for a Queen, crawling around on her hands and knees like a peasant. Whoever made these passages ways should have at least made them high enough for her stand full height. "Whoever made this is fired." Bitterly she complained as reconstruction plans started to elaborate further. The passage ways were not a bad idea, but they had to be higher!

A fae of her status should never, ever have to resort to crawling around like a child! Where was a minion when she needed one? Really, she had loved her children at one time. Even liked her granddaughter before the child refused to grow and started to utterly weird her out. At this moment, she wished for Alma back. The small child could run through these passage ways like they were nothing.

The potential was there, she even looked right, the direction she wished to go. The problem was, how was she going to get there?

Slamming her fist into the top of the passage way she gritted her teeth and made what sounded a lot like a growl. This was undignified! Unbecoming! Slamming again, she fought with herself viciously. On one hand, this was golden, she could be the thing that went bump in the night. On the other hand, crawling was beneath her! At war, pride vs curiosity vs potential raged on as she gritted her teeth and clung to the candle.

FA Mysteries

 

[Fea Line]

Kratos: Attic









Glancing around the attic, Krato's head turned slightly towards Xenia as she entered. "Indeed. And it seems they haven't yet left." he said, pointing towards the chimney room. Voices echoed from within and he could make out the figure of other's. What the halo demon could also notice was the fact that the storage room door was open.

Stepping forward, he stopped at the entrance to peer inside, seeing the room torn apart and in disarray. "And they made quite the mess of things too." he huffed, leaving the room and wandering over to the tiny square attic window, looking for a latch to undo or some other way to open it. As he fiddled with it, he turned his head to peer at her over his shoulder. "So what brings an angel like yourself to this party in the jungle, hmm?"

Falcona

 

[Amasis]

Dining Room, 2nd Floor

o0_Daisuke_0o

Natalia

Fea Line

Dosvi

Irish Night Fox

Fortissimo

Natalia wasn't the only one raising an eyebrow at the other two. Louhi's eyebrow was making fine acquaintance with her hairline, in fact. Very fine acquaintance. Nimwaps? What on the gods' green...? "I haven't had any run-ins, no, aside from just running into other pae." Louhi's hand made a waving gesture, indicating the other three in the room aside from herself. "Is there, uh... something we can help you with?" Drank a tad much? That was an understatement to be sure. Had that one had the entire punch bowl? Was there still punch downstairs to drink?  

[Falcona]

Third Floor, Attic

Xenia glanced to where Kratos indicated and squinted. Ah, it seems to be the case. Following Kratos to peer into said room, she also noted the mess that was made and slowly backed out to look around the attic. Not the biggest room, she gathered, but enough to not slight differences. Xenia decided to eye the walls closely, in case something is amiss. Not that she can tell with the dim light. Well, whatever works.

"What happened in there, I wonder...hopefully nothing serious..." she nodded towards the chimney room before turning back to face Kratos. She "hmm-ed" at Kratos' comment, knowing that she will try to avoid making a mess in anyone's place of residence.

"Well, I was given an invitation...I think almost everyone did...But I suppose it is for the confidence boost...and make new friends? " the end was fraught with a little nervousness and a tone of "isn't everyone here to make friends." Xenia watched him fiddle with the window and wandered closer to see if he had managed to open it. She then peered at it with interest, hoping she could give some input on how to open it but it looks, from where she is standing, rusty.

"What about you, besides the boredom...?" She was referring to the first time they had met, outside the family room. She waas






((Please feel free to move/RP her if someone interacts with Xenia! (Only Fea has permission though) Am going on a class trip, will try to post during those three days but cannot make any promises :3 ))

Fea Line

Still with Kratos

 

[Daisicle]

DINING ROOM

There was a notable delay between Fortissimo's comment over her friend's actions and the harpy's response. "Nim...waps...?" Rather than delve further into the idea, she mentally shook them both off as being a few coconuts less than a tree. Glancing to Louhi as she spoke, Natalia then returned it to the fauny and shrugged lightly. "As she said, nothing particularly startling before... well..." her voice trailed off as she looked to the tabletop.

"...this..."

A bit too much to drink? Yeah, no kidding. "Is she alright?" With the amount of alcohol apparently in her system, there was no telling what kind of a morning tomorrow might be. Quite frankly, after this ordeal, Natalia could almost say she needed a drink herself.

Fea Line

Dosvi

Irish Night Fox

Fortissimo

Amasis

Louhi

DANCE FLOOR -> ???

Her hand reached out to take his as he came closer, beckoning him to join, when the lights grew dim. A small puff of air escaped her lips as the demon's hand dropped and her eyes looked around from the shapes descending around them. How peculiar; everything around them seemed to be taking a turn for the unpleasant.

What smile she'd been holding had disappeared by the time she broke her gaze with their surroundings, her dilated irises turning to him. As much as she'd wished to enjoy herself this evening, as stubborn as she'd been to make the most of it, there was only so much she could take. His suggestion practically sounded of blissful melodies to her ears.

"Agreed."

Taking his hand, she pulled him forward and out of the room. Only when they were gone did she pause to think about what to do next or how her actions might translate to Rosewater later. Pah. Not as though she'd seen much, or any really, of the girl since she'd left for the tree. A pleasant notion of freedom it would have been if not for the bird incessantly following her about. Now if she could just get rid of it...

Letting go of his hand, Sharazhad moved it to gesture about them. "Now, which direction would most please you? I am rather indifferent about where we go." It was the little things, such as the slight bow to him she held as she spoke at times, her unconscious unable to raise her head to his level, that were the only clear reminders of her training for servitude. Even so, she did intend to bring a bit more excitement to their evening wherever they should go.

Antidia

Sealight

 

[Teigra]

Fresco - Main Hall/Dance Floor


Heading at first for the dance floor, at the first sign of actually-dancing Pae, Fresco skirted around the edge of the area to pause at a safe distance near a window. Open, but safe from dancing or flailing Pae. Taking a long, thoughtful sip of his drink, he pondered her question. A good question after all...what was he doing here?

After some thought, he answered truthfully enough, "The last event I went to was entertaining enough. Something to liven up the evening. Well, until it was spoiled by uninvited 'guests'," he added with a roll of his eyes. "Figured it was worth another try on a different night.."

The room was suddenly thrown into darkness, aside from the moonlight coming in from the outside through the windows. Almost as if on cue, strange figures seemed to emerge from the shadows all around the room. Dryly, the Naiad huffed and grumbled, "...or not."

nefret2011

Aella

 

[Teigra]

Nightwing - Kitchen (in pursuit)


A lesser Pae may have been slowed by such weight, but the armor was as much a part of him as his own skin at this point. That's why he trained every day, fully suited, for just such an occasion. So that when duty called, he wouldn't be slowed by that which offered him protection.

Even without the aid of flight, Nightwing practically flew after his quarry. Though, one remained swifter than he in the chase. When he lost sight of the cloaked figure on the stairs, he still had the pale green fauny to follow. And she hadn't seemed to lose track of their target. Up the stairs, into what seemed to be a kitchen...where was there to hide in here? Perhaps not hide, but escape was the plan. Nightwing hesitated a moment before hearing the fauny's shout. He couldn't place her...but...she seemed to be a member of the Apple family if he had to guess.

Not that that necessarily narrowed it down much.

Spurred by the sight of her ready to dive in after the figure, he pushed forward with an objection. "Woah! Wait!" He reached to place a warning hand on her arm. "Miss, please. We must proceed with caution. If our foe is cornered in close quarters...there's no telling how dangerous he might be. If we continue...at least let me go first." Aside from the armor, he couldn't very well let a young woman dash into potential danger while he stood aside. It went against his nature and his duty to protect...a protection that extended not only to former Equestrians, but to their new faun brethren as well.

Seruta

Granny Smith

FA Mysteries

Mysterious cloaked, glass-breaking, smashy stranger

 

[Wolfs Heart]

Eleora: Children's bedroom 1
Eruza: Family Room


Eruza looked over his shoulder at the female once again, then shrugging his shoulders, turned around to leave the room. So much for a room for entertainment. They might have been better staying on the dance floor for that. "Lead the way then." He said with a soft smile and raised eyebrows, wondering what this one had in mind. Spending time with someone new was certainly interesting for Eruza, it was difficult to calculate their moves or intentions, making it difficult to take guesses on what might happen. For now following behind the lady seemed the best plan.

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When the voice spoke again, Eleora quickly shuffled up as close to the headboard of the bed as possible. It offered her little protection, but it was her instinct to get as far away from the voice as she could. As the pae became visible, Eleora was still certain it was another... strange illusion... like the girl in the other room. "Wh-wh-who are you?" She managed to stutter out, fighting back tears born of fright. "I am s-s-so-sorry if I..." It was too difficult to finish her thought. The flutter could not speak.

Shicala

 

[shadica]

Skógur - Chimney Room

Skógur nodded in agreement with Trelos's statement. "Wings seem to be rather common around here." The rakshasha watched Ahi dig through the boxes as he listened to the other rakshasha talk. "I wonder what he will do once he finishes then, if all the other rooms are occupied."

Shicala

Sorry its short, and I took so long.

 

[Call Me Nefret]

Dance Floor

Aella wasn't too interested to hear about past events, although it was an easier topic than anything else. Constantly struggling to survive instilled a strong sense of boredom after awhile. "This doesn't look too lively." The harpy said critically, looking at the few people dancing. It seemed like most of the guests had dispersed to the rest of the house, something Aella had no intention to do. She wasn't overly curious by nature. Besides, the main hall was where the food was.

As if to prove her wrong, the lights suddenly went out. "Spoke too soon." She muttered. She was only annoyed...until strange shadow figures began to descend on the dance floor. Fortunately, Aella was not easily frightened. If anything, she was just irked that her meal plan was turning into a huge thing. So not worth the buffet. She thought acerbically. But keeping in sarcastic stride, she turned to Fresco....or at least where she was pretty sure he was standing. "What's that you said about 'uninvited guests'?" She asked dryly.

Teigra

Fresco

 

[Fea Line]

Dinning Room

The green nymph turned her black eye towards the sound of a cough, spotting a rather feathered looking pae with mismatched eyes and a rather impressive display of tail feathers....or they would have been if the nymph wasn't wary of all birds. Crows in particular, but all avian communicated. She could be working with the crows for all the nymph knew. "Tell your masters naught!" she hissed, before muttering something under her breath about Nimwaps.

Her attention turned towards the dark blue, near black demon and the nymph regarded her for a minute before looking back at the faun. She had no idea what they were talking about. There was no drinks to been had, let alone an over consumption of one simply shook her head, hopping down from the table. She picked up a plate, thrust it into Mama Blue's hands, the darted behind her, peering over the faun's shoulders at the other two. She reached out a long green arm from beneath her cape and pointed at the harpy, as if she had desired Mama Blues to give the plate to the girl before drawing her cloak tighter about herself, tucking her cake thief further inside with one arm and waddling over to the door.

There she peered left then right multiple times, as if looking for the right moment to escape. There were too many walls in this place. Too many doors....too many pae. Not enough nature.

Irish Night Fox

o0_Daisuke_0o

Amasis

 

[FA Mysteries]

STUDY

Feralheart's question seemed to fall on deaf ears, as it were. She didn't give a true response to his question, only glancing his way and tilting her head. Her face was unmoving, her eyes, unblinking. It was eerie, and if they were not convinced they were being visited by an otherworldly presence before --

Briosca caught attention, though, by literally chucking fudge at the ghost. There was a shrill, ghastly screech as the object flew through her, falling harmlessly behind her. There it sat, for a moment.

And another.

Before it suddenly lifted from the floor and threw back at Briosca, slamming into her with a force that seemed much stronger than just a box of fudge. The force was likely enough to knock her over if she could not find something to stabilize herself (or someone, that is). The fudge was now not edible, coated in an odd slime that was freezing to the touch.

The presence was clearly angered, and would not stop screeching, swirling around the room rapidly and causing some of the smaller objects to lift as if they were being carried by a tornado.

Irish Night Fox

Briosca

Fea Line

Ra'tari & Prince Feralheart

Seruta

King Sombra