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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 6:28 pm
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DINNING TOO ---> PLAYROOM
Mama Blues looked surprised by the female's hiss towards the bird like Pae. Mama Blues hadn't seen one in her life till this point, but hadn't felt the need to come off so harshly towards her. She eyed the other again trying to see what the table dancing female saw in her.
Before she knew it a plate was being shoved into her hands. Her eyes then trailed from the plate to a green finger, following its path to the bird Pae. Did she want her to give her the plate? She tossed her a questioning glance, that landed to her back as the other headed towards the door. Not wanting to be left behind she hurried up to Natalia holding the plate out to her, rubbing the back of her neck with her other hand, "Uhm, guess she wants ya tah have this?"
She waited till the other took it before turning around to follow the other out. Before she could step out of the door she called over her shoulder, "Nice tah meet y'all! Take care of yerselves!" she called into the room, hoping their quick exit wouldn't come off rude.
She caught up with the green nymph giving off a heavy sigh. What time was it? Should she be heading home? The thought of taking the trip back by herself, in the dark, didn't sound so appeasing. She supposed she could keep with their journey for a bit longer- she hated the thought of her doing it by herself and something bad happening to her.
They kind of wandered for a bit, finally making their way up the stairs to the third level. The first door she opened was to a closet- something she slammed shut immediately. She wasn't getting trapped in a small place with the nymph again. Instead she headed for the next room which when she first walked in was almost a relief. Children's toys! Ahh this was bringing her feelings of longing for her family. She missed her kids almost wishing she hadn't asked for this night off.
"Ahh harmless room- I hope." she said to herself, her hand went to her neck to grip the rabbit's foot as she stepped inside to take a closer look at the objects within. She didn't plan on staying long though, didn't seem like much was going on in here.
STUDY
Briosca shrieked in fright, hands flying to her ears at the shrill screech. She clenched her teeth doing the best she could to drown out the sound. It was ringing in her head, sending chills through her body. What had she done? A frightened reaction had caused something worse than she thought.
Her focus had been trained on protecting her ears that she hadn't noticed her piece of fudge flying through the air back towards her. It slammed into her body, sending her soaring through the air before crash landing on the ground. She skidded across the study's floor the wall finally stopping her travels with a loud THUD.
Her groan due to a mixture of the pain that shot through her as well as the deafening sound that was still emanating from the creature's mouth. Bree forgot about what just happened to her as she clamped her hands down on her ears again. She could feel hot tears burning the back of her eyes as they shot to the object in her lap- a slime covered fudge.
It was Bree's turn to screech as she picked it up and tossed it away from her. Touching it caused shivers to run down her arms- why was it so cold!? What was going on!? She held up her arms trying to shield herself as objects began to raise into the air and fly around them. Had she caused this? When had her desserts turned on her like this!?
Fear was gripping her heart so hard she felt tears flowing down her cheeks, getting torn away from her face into the tornado of objects, "I'm sorry!" she cried over the screeching, not sure if the ghostly female could hear her, "I was just scared I'm sorry!" Her voice broke from the tears and yelling, curling herself up against the wall.
FA Mysteries Someone doesn't like fudge...to go? BADA CHA? D:
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 7:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 8:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 8:34 pm
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PANTRY?!
Thank goodness, she agreed that being in that room was a bad idea. Lisandru was all too eager to be tugged by Prisma back down a flight and down the stairs. Frankly, the last place he wanted to be was that weird cold room with the woman talking to nothing at all. Why did they have to come here again? It was Alister's idea, obviously, Lisandru had wanted no part of this nonsense until his brother had convinced him otherwise--
Yes, he definitely smelled the food on this floor. Mm, food. That sounded good right about now, especially after seeing some weird heretic talking to the air like that was normal in a bonecold room. He could use something to forget about that -- though an adventure wasn't necessarily what he wanted. He had plenty of adventures with Prisma already and they were all extremely insane and -- oh dear. This was most definitely not the kitchen.
It was the pantry, though.
Which was destroyed.
So much for food.
Lisandru gave a small, desperate look over to the rakshasha, before turning his attention back to Prisma. "Mister Smashy Smashy seems to be ruining everything! Maybe we should find the actual kitchen before he ruins that too."
Fea Line Prisma the Lost Extremely
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Codebreaking Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Nov 05, 2014 8:59 pm
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Mikasi: MAIN HALL Alister: MAIN HALL -> KITCHEN
Damn. Mikasi needed to find someone else to hit on, now. This wasn't going terribly well. Vangelis was still doing better than him, and he was just standing there with absolutely no one on his arm or even anywhere near him, really. How could his faun cousin be better at this than he was?! Vangelis was about as charming as an ironing board...
(That was to say, not at all. Until now, apparently. How had that even happened at all?!)
Mikasi was relatively one-track minded, so when he spotted some shadow pae dancing, his first instinct was that, maybe, just maybe, he could find someone else to sweep away who would finally fall for his charms (unlike the leaf-winged angel and that purple sunset shetani that had both made sure to leave him for something else, however unfairly), and so he started towards one of the pairs, ready to whip out the charm on both that were in the dancing pair...
Until he realized they were legitimately just shadows
And it was cold.
"Oh no." No way. "Oh no. I'm out." Mikasi pointed himself over to the bar and darted off that way immediately.
Alister had taken off after the heretics long before the shadows had started dancing, deciding that no main hall with all of its music was worth continuing to be hit on by that smarmy nymph b*****d.
Of course, he didn't exactly want to deal with these faun either. Child-stealing monsters they were, thank the Guardians for Raken --
Was she seriously trying to throw herself into that dumbwaiter? Didn't seem very smart. Of course, she was a faun. He guessed that wasn't terribly surprising. He had never known faun for their intelligence...
Still, so long as they stayed ahead of him, he would be fine. That meant they would take the problems first! Yes, the batwinged one could totally go down first and see where that cloaked shadowman had gone off to...
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 5:04 am
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Eleora: Children's Bedroom 1 Eruza: 2nd Bedroom
"B-because... you're a scarypae," Eleora responded almost childishly. But to be honest she felt like a child right now. Maybe it didn't help that she was sitting in a children's bed at the moment, but all this frightening stuff brought her back to her days of being a scared little child. Eleora was slowly beginning to settle down, it did seem like this might be a normal pae... unlike that child. And the room didn't feel cold like that playroom had suddenly got either. Eleora still wasn't entirely convinced though, and tears had been starting to slowly stream from her eyes. The female sniffled, before going quiet again, looking down at the bed cover as the other explored the room.
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Eruza raised his eyebrows as he followed Estra around the hallways. He didn't know who it was that she spoke of, but it must have not struck her interest because they did not stay very long in the room full of books. "I do not know." Eruza responded quietly to her question as he looked into the bedroom, she seemed to be stalling here, curious. "There is at least another floor above us." He said, pointing out the staircase going up.
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 6:14 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 7:05 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 7:51 pm
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Feral: Office Ra'tari: Office Dosvi: Playroom
Things went from bad to worse in a matter of seconds, as Feral stood powerless, frozen as he watched his wife being flung backwards against her own will and slam into the wall. In those few moments, all sense had left him and though he willed his body to move, it would not listen. Only after tearing himself back to reality did he manage to rush over to her side. "Bree, speak to me. Please!" he urged, brushing bits of her hair back behind her ears before gritting his teeth and glaring towards the spirit.
He clamped his hands over his ears, standing up and glaring at the spirit, wings flared as he took a step forward, trying to drown out the sounds of her screams and wailing with a roar of his own. Frustration and anger were gripping him to the core and any hope of logic was quickly fading. "Stop. this! No one attacked anyone!!" he shouted back, his horn now sparkling with unicorn magic, catching what little of the projectiles he could and sent them back towards the ghost with magic before they hit Bree. He stood there, using his body as a shield to hopefully stop the impact of those he couldn't magically stop in time, hands up to shield his face, save for a space to peer through.
Ra'tari, though the screaming and wailing was beginning to hurt her ears, was otherwise ecstatic and excited. She gripped onto the back of Sombra, wrapping her legs around his waist and her arms around his shoulder, doing her best to try to peer out from beneath the cloak....though it now looked like he had a rather strange hump back. All the while she was laughing into his shoulder, trying hard not to burst out into a loud cackle and reveal herself just yet. She wanted to watch. Wanted to see how this would transpire. If the fae would die gloriously or not. Her claws slowly began to p***k Sombra's skin, all the while whispering menacing things like "Kill the whelp! Yess kill her!"
Dosvi, allowing herself to be taken along by the blue faun, turned around just as the fairies began pouring out of the room and darting around over their heads. She swatted vainly at the air above her head, listening to their shrieks and whatever noises they made as they darted about like little demons. "FLEE!" she screeched, but it seems that the faun had already predicted their arrival and had drug them out in time.
Or so the Nymph hoped.
Once inside the playroom, Dosvi looked around, mumbling to herself as she wandered over to various toys. Touching the stuffed animals, poking at button eyes or stringy hair. "We must thwart the Nimwaps! Less they too appear." she said gravely, holding out a shaky hand to Mama Blues. "Come. Let us commune." she nodded, drawing her cloak back and setting Behemoth down in a toy crib.
She then wandered over towards a toy rocking horse, pulled back the hood of her cloak, sat down....... and rocked.
Slowly.
Very......
Slowly.....
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 8:49 pm
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CHIMNEY ROOM
Calendula had gone into a bit of a trance, waiting for a spirit to show up. The screeching startled her, though, and she popped into a standing position. Oh dear! There was a spirit here! And she'd almost missed it! She picked up the sugar skull off the floor. Her plan had been to offer it to the spirit, but this particular one looked...angry. She looked back and forth to the others in the room. When had they come in?
Oh, but she had to do something, or this spirit was liable to rip the poor pae's foot off.
"H-here," she said to the struggling fae spirit. She set the sugar skull down near his free hand. "Take this instead!" Calendula took a step back. She'd always wanted to meet a spirit, but she'd hoped it would be somewhat more tranquil than this.
((OOC: Sorry if I'm popping in too abruptly, but I figure Calendula ought to participate somehow. XP))
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Posted: Thu Nov 06, 2014 8:55 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 07, 2014 5:12 am
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