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Crawlspace
Having not seen the shadow before it appeared, the sudden forced movement caught her very much off guard. The space was too tight and too dark to fight properly. Not that it stopped her. For the approximately two or three seconds between her relaxing what was happening and the moment she slammed into the wall, it was on! Flailing her arms as best she could, she sent her wings furiously flapping to stop the velocity.
It didn't work, naturally, and into the wall she slammed. "oof!" Dazed didn't last long as she lashed out on the ceiling of the now pitched dark crawlspace. "You had better run!" What ever pushed her didn't seem to be around, so clearly it figured it messed with the wrong pae! Sweep her off her feet, that was an admirable ambition. However, like this was just unacceptable.
Some pae could see just fine in the dark, a Fae wasn't one of them. As she reached around ,she discovered she dropped the candle that she had been working during the rude relocation. She could try and aparate, but in her anger, the idea just didn't occur to her. "I am a Queen, not to be tossed around like a ragdoll!" With a snarl she slammed her staff into the wall again. All thoughts of scaring the other pae away put on the back burner.
Thats when the light caught her attention. What in the world was that? Not a candle unless it was being held. Narrowing her eyes to try and focus the image, she got no where in identifying the light.
Shifting in her spot, she tried to crawl towards it but managed to only fall on her face. Crawling in a gown did not work, at all. In her grasping to get forward, then to right herself again, she gathered items in the slime around her. Dirt didn't bother her, being on her knees and trying to crawl was just undignified!
In her hands was the hair not that she could tell what it was, Felt like a web of some kind and certainly wasn't of interest once she was righted. Something was going to get it. Who ever built this crawl space was also going to get it. Fired, didn't matter if it was dead, it was fired!
Stuck for the moment, she just sat there and watched the light waiting for it to get within reach.
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2014 8:09 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2014 10:44 am
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Vangelis: MAIN HALL -> LOUNGE, THIRD FLOOR
... Okay, there was no way to misinterpret the way she was practically peeling his costume off with her eyes --
Vangelis dipped his glass right in the rum-spiked punch, took another gulp, and nearly slammed it down. Mikasi was nearby, he couldn't just spurn her advances now. That'd ruin the ... point he was trying to make? He didn't even know anymore. He wasn't sure if all the humour in the world was worth continuing this, even if her voice did sound a little bit like music to his ears--
That had to be the alcohol talking.
The faun glanced over his shoulder to look at the dance floor ... just in time to see the dance floor had been overtaken with actual shadows. That was... new...
Maybe leaving with her wasn't such a bad idea.
Vangelis easily let her guide him, taking them right out of the room in the direct view of Mikasi. The nymph paused for a moment, looking at his drink, before deciding he clearly hadn't had enough and moving back towards the bar.
The big blue ocean followed after Selah, offering a, "It sounds quieter up here," once they got to the third floor. Well, mostly quieter; did he hear screaming in that direction over there in the direction of the bedrooms? Why would pae be screaming in this -- maybe it was better not to ask. He had just seen shadows dance, after all. Besides, he had downed a lot of alcohol. Maybe he was just hallucinating... Did that happen when someone was drunk? He really didn't know exactly, Mikasi was the one who drank a lot --
"That room," offered Vangelis, suddenly, pointing to a lounge that looked rather empty. And quiet. And not full of possessed dancing shadows.
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2014 11:09 am
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LOUNGE, THIRD FLOOR "Ooh!" squealed Selah delightedly. She zipped into the room, Vangelis in tow. The screams from nearby rooms hadn't escaped her, either, but she just assumed that other partygoers were having an exceptionally good time elsewhere in the mansion. ...Selah wasn't terribly well-versed in social cues...
This room would do just fine, Selah decided. No other partygoers in sight! Just her and her Faun. "Good choice," she said approvingly to Vangelis. There were even a few pieces of furniture, should they decide to get comfortable. Much better than awkwardly standing up, or leaning against the wall.
Suddenly she had a mental image of that very thing, and a little color rose to her cheeks. Leaning against the wall could be okay too.
Selah remembered that they were "exploring" the mansion, and began to poke around. "What d'you s'pose this room's for?" she asked, "accidentally" brushing against Vangelis a few times as she moved around. Maybe it'd get him used to touching.
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2014 11:19 am
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Eleora: Children's Bedroom 1
Eleora frowned, though water was still coming down her cheeks. "It's not nice to be scary..." she mumbled into her arm. "Or mean." The flutter looked down at the teddy bear that had been tossed in her direction before burying her face back in her arm to cry some more.
Because of this, at first, she hadn't noticed the additional movement in the room. She did however notice when the teddy bear moved. Eleora looked up, briefly seeing the room come to life before the teddy bear was clawing at her face. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The fairy screamed again. This was certainly not her night. "Get it off, get it off." She wanted to hide under the covers and make it all go away, or better yet get out of the room and house. Eleora would have even settled to clinging to the leg of the mean pae, but she couldn't do any of that with this bear clawing at her face. "Help!!!!" She cried out, pulling at the bear, trying to fling it away from herself.
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2014 1:21 pm
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Second Floor - Hallway
Louhi didn't really know what to do when they started swatting her back, or when one of them started crying. What did she do about that? What could she do about that? Was there anything she could even do? She started to apologize, making plaintive gestures with her hands as she tried to reason with the little fairies, not a small bit upset herself. She hadn't hurt them, right? Right? They were okay, right? Why were they crying? And all the while, she continued to be spattered with the tiny slaps from the others.
When Natalia grabbed her wrist and pulled her out, Louhi wasn't complaining, glancing back over her shoulder as she followed the harpy. Yes, they did indeed need to get out of there. "Maybe we shouldn't've wandered in there?" Louhi posited as they moved, ducking her head to avoid getting smacked in the face by the little fairies. "Did we break a rule of cordiality, or... something?" Where could they go, anyway?
The kitchen! ...Wait no, that would have knives. Louhi did not want to give upset little fairies sharp things. "Where are we going?" she asked Natalia, trying to be heard over the wailing.
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Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2014 3:23 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 1:57 pm
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Ruaidhri: Following Prisma wherever she goes Pantry Haukea: Library Ophelia: Attic Storage Room
Ruaidhri gave Lisandru a weird face when he used Prisma's name for the shadowy pae. "Really?" he murmured. He still didn't know why he was still going along with this. The pantry was of course, destroyed. So much for a snack. "Maybe we should actually find the kitchen now?" he suggested.
Haukea blinked a little in surprise. "O-oh? Well, that's not too bad. Th-there's scripts I d-don't know e-either," he stammered, trying to make better conversation. He glanced around the room, smiling a bit as the other two sort of acknowledged him. Just then, Sparrow touched his shoulder, causing the skittish angel to jump. "Oh! S-sorry, I..." he said and took a deep breath to calm his racing heart. Seriously, Haukea, all she did was touch your shoulder. Man up. "S-sorry, I'm not used to b-being around s-so many p-pae..." he explained with a small smile, which turned to a look of surprise when she asked if he'd like to go somewhere else. "S-sure, w-we can do that," he murmured and smiled again. Maybe coming to the party wasn't such a bad idea. Maybe he wasn't such a lost cause... "Wh-where would you like to go?"
Ophelia almost missed diona's words because she was admiring her perfect rear end. "Hm? Oh, that sounds quite smart, actually," she grinned. "Then we could work our way down." As she spoke, her eyes traveled down the fae's body until she brought her eyes back up. Oops. She really thought she had more self-control than this... In any case, the dark demoness grinned at her red companion and grabbed her hand, running with her up the steps. Up at the top of the steps was an attic that seemed mostly empty. "Shall we start in here?" she asked diona, pushing open the door to the storage room.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 2:09 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 7:40 pm
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Selah: LOUNGE, THIRD FLOOR
"Reading room," echoed Selah, nodding a little. She eyed a wide chaise lounge. That would definitely accommodate two, if they were very...cozy. She definitely wasn't contemplating reading, or learning, or knowledge, except maybe the carnal sort.
"I'd rather spend time getting to know you," said Selah, drawing comfortably near to Vangelis. Okay, so that segue had sounded better in her head. She took both his hands and smiled meaningfully at him. She wondered what kissing was like. She bet it was delightful. Like sucking sugar lumps but without the toothache.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 8:16 pm
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Prisma: Going to Kitchen finally!
Prisma tilted her head as she stared at the mess of the pantry a few moments longer before letting her hands slap to her sides. "OH WELL! Maybe the kitchen has more foody food! And where there is a Pantry......" she mused, grabbing both of their hands and tugging them just one door down, entering into what was finally "....there is a kitchen extremely!" she laughed, giggling rapidly clapping her hands together. At least until she spotted the green faun about to slip into a dumbwaiter. "OH IS THAT A RIDE EXTREMELY?!" she squealed loudly, dragging her two companions as quickly as she could over towards where the two faun had gathered. She looked excited, her eyes wide and bunny ears bouncing atop her head as she herself bounced in place. "Oh oh oh oh oh lets all go on it together! I bet its like my rabbit holes extremely!" she laughed, reaching out to touch excitedly pat Nightwing on the shoulder. She then tried to peer past the green faun to see where this new 'ride' might lead, but seeing as the faun already had her self half in the thing, Prisma could only lean back and pester Lisandru. "Are you excitey citey cited?! ME TOO yes indeedy!"
Seiana_ZI Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiisandru!
Strawberri Stardust Purply red spots kitteh kitteh
Seruta Because I think Granny...
Teigra and Nightwing are still in the kitchen?
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 8:30 pm
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Dosvi: Playroom
The nymph had....well....
Spaced out.
Her eyes were half shut and her muttering had slowed to an almost non existent state save for the few movements of her lips and the occasional noise that sounded like it might have been a word once upon a time. Her eyes were half shut, lids fluttering every so often as she creaked forward and backwards, hands held firm to the handle. A few times her head bobbed, almost as if she had passed out on the child's rocking horse. Her mind was filled with dreams of her cottage, sifting through her stocks, bundling another rabbits foot to string and hanging it with the others.... at least until a rather loud creak from the faun's carriage interrupted her visions.
A large black crow darted for her face leaving Dosvi little to no time to react, yet before the bird made contact with her, she jolted 'awake' and clutched her horse as if her life depended on it. "WHO GOES?!?!?!!!" she shrieked, eyes landing on the faun. "....oh...tis only you Blue Mother." she said softly, staying quite a few moments as her heart calmed down. She reached up to run her fingers through her black curls to check if they were washing themselves again before asked, "What is ye doing?"
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