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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 10:11 am
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Taima had walked the halls of Amityville so often in the year she had been a student there that she no longer needed to pay attention to where she was going. As long as she kept her destination in mind, her feet would follow the well-tread paths and lead her wherever she needed to be. Walking to and from classes was time that could be better spent reading or studying, and if she didn't have to dedicate her attention to the former, she would be more than happy to give it all to the latter. As long as it worked, Taima was happy enough to do it.
Most of the time, anyway. She had wound up in completely different classrooms a few times, and once spent memorable day walking around in circles.
Whatever. Walking was stupid anyway, but if she absolutely had to do it, she would use as little brainpower as she needed to.
While Taima's plan to up her own productivity was good and theoretically sound, it would only work if her path remained the same. It didn't account for variables like other people--and really, they could watch where she was going, thank you very much--objects in her way--if you didn't want your glasses stepped on, you probably shouldn't drop them on the ground, sorry about your luck and have a nice day--or a sudden misstep into the Haunted House.
Taima had actually wandered into the Haunted House a few minutes before she suddenly walked into a wall; it was only by the House's whim and sheer luck that she hadn't done that sooner. She uttered a noise of dismay as she jumped back, startled. She wondered, for a second, which classroom this was, or if she had reached new directionally-challenged heights and wandered into a different building altogether.
Lowering her book to her side, she took a good look at her surroundings. It was starkly grey and littered with the remnants of clutter, like someone had once used it as a storage space. It didn't look at all familiar, so Taima walked through the only doorway in the room.
The next room couldn't have been more different from the first; it could have been a child's bedroom, for all that it was brightly furnished. Taima frowned as she looked around it, and then noticed that the doorway she had just gone through was no longer there. It took Taima a moment to realize why.
She hadn't been in the Haunted House since it had taken a turn for the traumatic--Halloweeners turning into weapons, Hunters turning into monsters, the sudden and triumphant return of a teacher long considered dead. It wasn't a place she had ever sought out before, and had actively avoided afterwards, but the House would do what it will. The good news was it looked a lot less freaky than it had last time. The bad news was she had no idea how to get out.
Well, maybe it would get bored with her if she decided not to play its little game. Taima wandered through rooms until she found one with a comfortable looking chair, then threw herself in it sideways and resumed reading.
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Ravvlet rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 10:36 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 11:00 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 11:07 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 10:33 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 7:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 10:45 pm
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"Why are you even in here, then?" There was only really a handful of reasons for the hunter to be in the Haunted House if he wasn't doing his job of pointlessly attacking anyone he came across, or whatever it was hunters did, and all of them involved him either being stupid or a liar. Having seen a human movie in which the humans tried to outsmart predators that were so far above them in the food chain that they were barely specks and failing miserably, Taima kind of thought this human was maybe just a little dumb. It was to be expected, though; prey animals so often were.
Well, if this human wasn't going to run away, she certainly wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to get a closer look. Humans were endlessly fascinating to Taima, despite their propensity for random hugs and, in particular, their assumption that they were somehow at the top of their food chain. That part was actually kind of adorable, in the way a baby scareon was before it grew up and started chewing on everything.
Taima wiggled off the chair, her book still in hand. Her wings rustled behind her as she smoothed her dress back into place, electricity arcing between the digits--a tacit warning not to do anything human, human--before settling against her back. Like a piece of art, he was interesting to look at from afar, but details would only reveal themselves with closer proximity.
"No," she said absently, taking slow, purposeful steps towards the hunter. "Do you know everyone in your world?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 2:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 2:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 2:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 4:12 pm
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Ravvlet rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Aug 27, 2013 10:07 pm
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