quietly created: skull go bouncing across the floor so why not? Hands moved
to unbutton the cardigan over her sundress. Shrugging it off and folding it
neatly to lay across thighs. Along her lower jaw, neck and chest were faint
silvery surgical
quietly created: scars. Her right shoulder was...stitched on? Yes, there
were sutures around it that circled the joint and all the way around. The
fleshtone was slightly different from that of the rest of her body as well.
-d
a doves flight: What... did Dove just seen on the cameras? Maybe she seen
something she wasn't sure she actually saw but yep she saw her. Dove however
wasn't one to judge others by their need of Crazy Glue to keep their body
parts
a doves flight: attached. She'd come in carry a small box that had several
items inside of it that were pickled and very much looked like various
animals that did not grow properly. She had on the 'Wolf Moon' shirt that
black thing with the logo
a doves flight: did say she worked there. Black yoga pants too since she
was to lazy to wash her jeans. Three times were to many times in a row to
wear something wasn't it? She was heading herself to the pub area to get an
Icee from that
a doves flight: machine. "Hey lo, hey lo. Anyone nade 'elp or everyone
jist 'angin'?" (D)
quietly created: Looking up she saw the woman come in and at the question of
help she'd raise her hand. Intending to get the woman's attention. Afraid to
make too sudden of a movement lest her skull go bouncing off again. -d
a doves flight: ( One second phone call then I'll post back! )
Evelyn x Qualls: Evelyn was back there too but she was in and out of it,
zonning out a little more than necessary. She bit down on the lollipop that
had caused such fuss in her mind and chewed the crunchy remains. She turned
her attention toward Dov
Evelyn x Qualls: e as she entered the service area with a box in hand. She
glanced back to the other woman whom had her skull back in tact and wondered
why she was waving her hand - having missed that entire session. She blinked
her eyes closed a lo
Evelyn x Qualls: ng moment before opening them back up. "Oh drinks..Does
anyone need anything." Obviously echoing Dove but she had missed that part.
-d-
Evelyn x Qualls: (And mun is back and forth sorry. Busy household tonight.)
Accepted Arcana: Still inert and face down on the bar, still covered in dark
red dust, there was a little twitch in his shoulder. Once more the crackle
of static electricity bust out around him and he blinked out, reappearing in
the stool he'd
Accepted Arcana: originally sat in, but about eight inches to the left
causing him to collaps to the floor and blink out again. He didn't reappear
in the bar this time.
Accepted Arcana: [ AFK! ]
quietly created: When Xun flickered and flashed and then poofed she'd blink
at where he'd fallen on the floor. And people thought she was weird?
Riiiight. -d
Evelyn x Qualls: She jarred when he phased out and appeared once more on the
other stool, only to slide from it to the floor. She reached the counter top,
leaning forward across from where he sat, fell. But she wasn't tall enough to
peer over. A poo
Evelyn x Qualls: f of dust from where he was, was all she could see. -d-
quietly created: Still the call for a drink again had her lowering that hand
to rap knuckles on the counter top this time. It's not easy to get attention
when you're mute. Maybe she should just pull her arm off and poke the woman
with it? No...That
quietly created: was too much a pain to put back on again. -d
a doves flight: ( back! )
Evelyn x Qualls: She glanced back toward created as she watched her trying
to get attention of one of them behind the bar. "Something to drink?" A brow
raised in question. She canted her head just slightly, the glaze still
apparent over those green
Evelyn x Qualls: eyes. -d-
Evelyn x Qualls: (Wb)
a doves flight: "Al' roi.. so yer were.. doin' somethin' ter attach it. nade
'elp wi' dat? or nade more.. glue?" Wasn't sure if the woman was needing her
help in which way. She'd come over to the woman (quietly) to stand behind
her. If she
Questions Asking: (AFK for a phone call.)
a doves flight: ( TY you too! )
a doves flight: took the arm off to poke the other she might have t laugh
some. A smile was given as she set the box down beside the woman looking to
her to wait for something. Oh! She noticed.. no talking? Box down she took
out her small pad
a doves flight: and a pen incase she couldn't talk and needed it. "Oi'm
dove." (D)
quietly created: Ah! Finally. There was success! A nod at the woman and
she'd scrawl something out on her notebook paper again. Turning it so the
woman could see. "Vodka tonic twist of lime please." Dove had her attention
then and she'd frown. More
quietly created: glue or a hand? Huh? Confusion darkened eyes for a second
before it dawned on her. Oh! Shake of that head and...the top of her skull
went bouncing off again. Apparently the glue didn't take. As it rolled away
in a mass of brunette
quietly created: strands she'd roll eyes in irritation. Scrawling out
another note to show Dove this time. "No thank you. Sometimes things come
loose." Didn't realize that Zoltar had trolled her! To her? This was just
another normal day. Leaving the
quietly created: notepad and pen she'd turn on stool and hop off, limping
over to pick up the top of her skull again. Blast it! She'd have to get out
the screwdriver. -d
Evelyn x Qualls: She leaned against the counter as the note pad was flipped
to her attention, leaning forward she squinted to read - she could see but
the cannabis had made it a little screwy. She nodded and stood back up but as
she did, the same ti
Playing at Large: Seth got a little concerned and left the fight between
Sara and Xander to come and see what was happening. Slipped into where he was
to meet Dove and would just watch. Looking around. [d]
Evelyn x Qualls: me created's head cap fell free again and Evelyn covered
her mouth with her open palm. She turned away so she couldn't see - and by
grace if she did use a screwdriver on her head Evelyn wasn't going to be
standing long. She grabbed
a doves flight: Oh. Just another normal day in the neighborhood. This was
fine for her. She grinned a happy stupid look to her. With her eyes came to
the woman she watched her a oment before turned over to look at Everlyn. She
was always one
a doves flight: of her favorite tenders. Wait was that Seth? Double look
and a brow arch at that one before tilting her head. "Yer can go back ter
yisser scrap. we're gran' 'ere. everythin' is normal." She ment it but now
she was watching
a doves flight: quietly a moment. (D)
quietly created: Taking the cap of her skull back to the bar she'd use free
hand to pull the messenger bag up and over shoulder. Setting it on the stool
to flip open the flap and dig around inside it. Finding what she wanted, a
small plastic box
Evelyn x Qualls: a tumbler glass and filled it with the half empty bottle
vodka tilted it on the glass now sitting on the back counter. Her other hand
tilted a bottle of the lime juice, filling it half way. She then set these
two down and filled the
quietly created: filled with screws, bolts...needles, various bits of thread
and other such items. Opening the box she'd fish around until she found a
small flat hinge. Nodding she'd then take out a screwdriver and a screw. Now
she went to work
quietly created: attaching the hinge and screw to the top of her skull,
hiding it among the mass of brunette hair. -d
Evelyn x Qualls: remains of the tonic to finish. She then grabbed another
glass of ice and poured the mixture glass into it. The finished product was
set before created on half a napkin square while Evelyn tried not to make eye
contact with the proc
Evelyn x Qualls: eedings of her replacing her head. She didn't think Dove
wanted Evelyn to puke on the bar. She cast her eyes away, focusing on...an
empty glass. Yes. -d-
quietly created: Some might think it made sense to put the hinge in front so
it wouldn't flop open. But she placed it on the back, just in case there were
things that needed fixing inside her skull. Don't mind that the veiny grey
matter was pulsing
quietly created: with each beat of her heart. At least that was still
hers...well, most of it anyway. One chamber of the heart was hers.
Grandfather had a wicked sense of humor at times. -d
Playing at Large: Wasn't leaving! It would be a while before Xander and Sara
were done. He wasn't going to Unless she really wanted him to leave. He
looked a little concerned. looking to his phone and then back to her. Phone
now in pocket [d]
a doves flight: Well believe it or not there was dove sitting there and
watching created. Mostly because Dove had a really hard stomach but if they
knew what she had been through the past few days and where she had been they
would no doubt had a
a doves flight: a reason to understand it. She arched a brow seeing what
was happening and moved behind the bar. She'd give Evelyn a pat on the back
then motioned to the couched her way of asking (without saying it) if she
needed a break. She
a doves flight: didn't want to offend the guest or anything so asking non
verbally was the best way. "everlyn 'av yer met seth?" (D)
quietly created: Once the hinge and screw were attached she'd place the top
of her skull back in place and attach the screw to the back o her head.
Hiding all of it beneath that brunette hair so it was out of view. There we
go. Closing the plastic
quietly created: box and putting it away with the screwdriver back into her
bag, slinging said bag back over shoulder she'd sit down. Oh look! There was
her drink! Pulling it over she'd start to sip, just like nothing out of the
ordinary had
quietly created: happened at all. -d
Evelyn x Qualls: She looked toward Dove but in the instant seeing the screw
driver being drove into the back of the woman's skull cap. She covered her
mouth again, her stomach heaved dryly again. Quickly she focused on Dove,
those eyes a bit wide, s
Evelyn x Qualls: till glassy looking. She shifted her gaze toward the male
in the shop, bar that she had not indeed met and shook her head when she
looked back to Dove, not trusting to speak for possibly spilling contents of
her stomach. -d-
Questions Asking: Coming back in after having taken a phone call, Vic would
sliding the phone back into an inner trench coat pocket and making his way
back over to the bar area where everyone else was. However he wouldn't make
it back there without
Questions Asking: stopping to look at Zoltar again. Moving closer to the
machine, he'd look it over before heading the rest of the way back. Luckily
he'd managed to make it back inside before the woman began shoving tools into
the back of her head,
Playing at Large: Seth would move taword the bar. Smiling softly to Dove and
then to Evelyn as he was introdused. Bowing slightly to the woman. He
wouldn't use magic but he would sign a little. ~ Hello ~
Questions Asking: otherwise the questions would have likely started coming
about.[e]
a doves flight: ZOLTAR was making flirty eyes with Questioning. (D)
Evelyn x Qualls: If it was a wave, she was good to go..However if it was a
bit more indepth type of signlanguage sign then she was lost having never
took up that class in school or in her own studies - she had been busy
partying, boozing, drugs and
quietly created: Better questions coming than bile and stomach contents.
Caroline had a strong constitution but even still, she might puke if someone
else did. -d
Evelyn x Qualls: disobeying her parents in her early teen years to worry
with other things. She nodded slowly toward Seth whom Dove introduced her to
then looked back to Dove questioningly - still afraid to peel her hand from
her mouth. -d-
Accepted Arcana: Znak--"--ahahahaha!" And there was Xunsu again, in the
middle of the rough, laughing hysterically until he fell forward in a little
puff of red dust. He wasn't quite as covered as he had been before, but as
he landed face first
Accepted Arcana: with a thunk, he went out cold.
a doves flight: Dove currently was trying to settle up Everlyn. "Cum on,
cum sit down 'un." She gave Seth a smile but was trying to lead Everlyn to
go sit down in the lounge are. Her hand came onto the back of her's rubbing
back and forth
Accepted Arcana: [ No idea how I got 'rough' out of 'room'. ]
quietly created: When Xun appeared again and went thunk on the floor once
more. A brow would arch. Hmm. Pulling her glass over closer she'd fish around
and pull some icecubes out. Turning on the seat to toss them at Xunsu. Not
that she really
a doves flight: before speaking softly to her. "I'll git yer sum ginger ter
chew..." She said it softly still doing her best to distract her. Now with
Xun appearing she arched a brow then looked back to the tast at hand of
helping th woman
a doves flight: settle. (D)
quietly created: thought they would do any good but still! Then there was
that blasted Zoltar. Not satisfied with her fortune she'd get up, taking the
drink along and head back to the machine. Offering Vic a faint smile as she
moved in front of him
quietly created: and hit the button wiht free hand. -d
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quietly created: [and that was completely wrong >.<]
quietly created: [Mulligan?]
Evelyn x Qualls: She nodded again, turning her head slightly toward Seth and
gave him a waggle of fingers and an appologetic look over her brows and in
those glassy looking eyes. She let Dove lead her toward the sofa and she sunk
down into the cushi
Questions Asking: (Reshuffle your deck but can you can only draw 6 cards
this time.)
Questions Asking: (Wait, wrong game.)
Questions Asking: (d20)
quietly created: [Evaine isn't here. lol]
a doves flight: ( 1d20. )
OnlineHost: quietly created rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
a doves flight: ( For Zoltar. xD )
a doves flight: ( You want to mod it questioning or me? )
Evelyn x Qualls: ons. Her hands now deeply grasping the seat on each side of
her knees as she curled forward just slightly, swallowing back anything
suspicious. A warmth filled her mouth but she faught it. Those greens looked
up beneath those lashes
Accepted Arcana: The ice cube went plok, bouncing off of him without so much
as a stir from the hysteric and unconscious young man.
Evelyn x Qualls: at Dove, but still didn't trust opening her mouth.-d-
quietly created: [Oh I know..I blame Xun mun for making me mess up. I can if
you like.]
a doves flight: ( I'll do it! I don't mind. >_>; I'm changing it after
this weekend some. )
quietly created: [Go for it. Can change it now on me if you like. lol]
a doves flight: ZOLTAR would give a little storm view on his window view
letting it roll an image up slowly. It was a foot with long nails that were
being clipped. (( Toe nail clippings. ))
a doves flight: ( I don't fully have the new list yet.
)
Questions Asking: (You got it, Gal. LoL. I was just saying for her to reroll
with a d20, you don't get all the options with a d10.)
Str33t Revenge: As she entered into the tower, Helena slipped her phone into
the back pocket of her cut off denim skirt. That same appendage dragged down
the front of her white blouse smoothing any stray wrinkles that may exist.
The first thing the
quietly created: Toe nail clippings? Eww...Still she frowned and tilted head
a bit. Weelllll...this was a bit of an issue. Her feet weren't even her feet
for crying out loud! Zoltar hadn't been specific he'd just said toe nail
clippings. Glancing
quietly created: around she spotted the passed out Xunsu and...limped
herself on over to his feet and would start removing his shoes. If he didn't
stir? She was nipping off his toenail ends with a pair of wire cutters from
her bag...Don't ask why
quietly created: she carried such an odd variety of tools. -d
Str33t Revenge: brunette noticed were the resumed infatuation with that
machine. Second, the passed out guy on the floor. "Seems this evening is more
lively than last night." Well different. Shoving her hands in her back
pocket, she made a leisurel
a doves flight: ZOLTAR maybe has a fetish. Look at the way the storm in the
glass parted and he was looking at Quietly. Hands seemed to rub slowly over
that crystal ball waiting for his treat.
quietly created: He's staring at her butt. -d
a doves flight: Dove on the other hand was getting Evelyn coming to the
couch. Once she was done she was going over to the shelf to find some finger
candy. One of the jars of it taken then held it out towards her opening the
Str33t Revenge: y beeline to Vic, the only familiar face among the current
occupants. Upon reaching her objective, her gaze lingered over the random
grooming of the woman. A slight shift in the Latina's stance drew the skirt
lower on her lip reveal
a doves flight: top. "Ginger sweets. oi loike it more than de roots. jist
suk on it." Smile given to her as she looked back over. She'd get back to
the bar soon but for now she wanted to make sure Evelyn was good. Fifi
however came from the
Str33t Revenge: ing more of the floral design tattooed in her bronze flesh.
"You do know how to show a girl a good time, Vic. I had hoped it would
involve less clothing, mijo." -s-
quietly created: Once she had his toenail clippings in hand she'd put the
pliers back in her bag and head for the machine again. Dropping them into the
slot and waiting for her fortune. -d
a doves flight: back room. "Like OMG! Anyone need a drink?" Yes, she said
OMG. The busy blonde would shake her hips side to side those too tight jeans
pressing on curves as she moved to the counter. (D)
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Questions Asking: When Zoltar made the flirty eyes, Vic would smirk a
little. "You know good and well we already danced last night and I got stuck
playing therapist for a bunch of spirits. Luckily I had an assistant in
doing so." A glance was
Accepted Arcana: It wasn't as though he had many to give, Xunsu was fairly
good with the self grooming, but when he wokeup barefoot he was more than a
little confused. The last hour was a little fuzzy in his head. Realizing he
had passed out in
Accepted Arcana: the bar, he looked around with a groan. "Abuwhuh..."
Evelyn x Qualls: She reached into the jar and pulled free one of the ginger
sweets. The taste of it should go smoothly with the cannabis pop she just
devoured and absorbed. She removed any wrappings and plopped the candy into
her mouth. She nodded t
a doves flight: ZOLTAR was looking at (quietly)'s bottom and what a bottom
it was. With the machine fogging up again with the storm they could hear a
bit of click and groan before the bottom popped back open (sans the toe
nails). In it was a
a doves flight: paper with the fortune written. (( Fortune: Lose Something?
Effect: When the Character is teleported, they cannot take any gear (clothing
and equipment) with them. IE - They port somewhere butt ass naked. ))
Questions Asking: given to Helena when she came walking in and a boyish grin
formed on his face. "Well, it could have but hopefully the spirits we spoke
with at least got some of that anguish off their chests." If he was closer
in ability to one
Evelyn x Qualls: o Dove then, her lips closing around the now mouth covered
candy and began to suckle on it. She focused on Dove's eyes a moment, fearing
to tear her own away and look else where. She definatly needed to strengthen
her stomach if the
Evelyn x Qualls: y were keeping Zoltar around much longer. -d-
Accepted Arcana: [ Now see, that would have been a funny one for Xun to get
earlier. ]
quietly created: When the drawer popped open again she'd take the slip of
paper and read the fortune. Frowning a little she'd tilt head and blink. Well
drat. Hmm..did she want to try again or no? Eh, why not? Hitting the button
again she'd wait for
quietly created: Zoltar to do his thing again. -d
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Questions Asking: of his two cohorts, he might actually have been able to do
more. Looking over towards the machine, he would shake his head some
watching the Patchwork Girl mess with it. "Toe nail clippings... that thing
asks for the strangest
a doves flight: ZOLTAR would show a picture of a cat of some sort and then
showed a hair coming off of it. (( Note - there is jars full of everything
needed. ))
Questions Asking: objects." Looking to the other twin he would smirk a
little. "Yesterday it asked for a hug from a pregnant woman, and asked me to
feed it a stray cat." It asked for a couple of other things too but he liked
going with the American
Questions Asking: Psycho references after that one.[e]
quietly created: Ok, that one caused her mind to shoot straight into the
gutter. Don't ask why, it just did. Still she turned and looked to
Dove...Snapping fingers to get her attention she'd point at the machine. Her
way of asking where the pussy
quietly created: was. -d
Str33t Revenge: Helena peered down at her own recently painted toes and was
glad no one tried to clip hers. Then again, she'd give them a wedged sandal
to the face. "Ah. Well good to know a game is concerned about the stray cat
population to
Accepted Arcana: "My... where... shoes... are..?" Groaning a bit, he rolled
onto his back and sat up, scratching at the side of his head.
quietly created: Was she going to tell Xun that she'd stolen his shoes while
clipping his toe nails? Not on your bloody life! Still as she looked around
she'd spot a jar marked 'cat hair' Heading over to it she'd open it up and
pull some of the hair
quietly created: out. Taking it back to the machine she'd drop it into the
slot..Xun might notice the familiar laces of his shoes dangling out of the
side of her messenger bag. -d
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a doves flight: (( Went afk with my pup! )
Questions Asking: (wb)
quietly created: [wb]
a doves flight: ( TY he's demanding. )
Str33t Revenge: take them in." A small frown flitted across her lips till
her attention was pulled to the man on the floor. "I'll give him a six for
his Yoda impression. Could work on it a bit." Turning back to Vic, she
removed a hand from her pock
Evelyn x Qualls: Evelyn drew her feet up beside her, they were bare anyway
as she had neglected shoes when she came down from her room. Her hands tucked
under her cheek - she laid her head down on the arm of the sofa and closed
her eyes, mouth still
a doves flight: ZOLTAR liked the way the woman's head looked so might as
well give a spot light to it. With that it fogged up then spat out another
a doves flight: fortune. (( 6)Fortune: Light at the end of the Tunnel.
Effect: Character's mouth lets out light, illuminating 5 ft. in front of the
Character whenever it's open. ))
Evelyn x Qualls: working on the ginger losenge that Dove gave her. (AFK
too.) -d-
Str33t Revenge: et to sweep the ebony strands over her shoulder. "I'm
getting a drink. Need something?" -d-
Accepted Arcana: Standing slowly, but on unsteady feet, he wiggled his toes
a little and looked down and muttered something unintelligible. With a
spark, his feet were wrapped ing lowing purple energy that looked just like
his vans. "...ohh right,
Questions Asking: Looking down at his Cape Cod, which was almost empty, he
would nod to Helena. "Yeah I could use a refill. Looks like..." Dove and
the other woman were no longer behind the bar, now replaced by a blonde girl.
"Well I guess she's
quietly created: Takign the fortune she'd frown and arch a brow. Hm, about
as odd as the other one..Still she glanced around at herself. Making sure no
other bits had dropped off her body onto the floor again. Looking over
shoulder she'd raise a
a doves flight: Fifi was there to help with drinks or they could serve them
self. Or Play Fifi, the busty blonde who will flirt with anything that walks
or doesn't. Dove got a text at this rate but looked for it to answer. (D)
Accepted Arcana: now I remember..." The crimson. He had inhaled a massive
amount of it. He was going to have to be careful for a few days.
quietly created: hand and point towards Zoltar..Seeing everyone distracted
she'd shrug and hit the button a third time! -d
Questions Asking: got the bar now." Turning on a heel he would head towards
the bar with Di's Twin.[e]
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Playing at Large: He blushed and looked to his phone again. after looking to
Dove. Then texted again.
a doves flight: ZOLTAR this time showed a picture of quietly then spoke a
word bubble of the word 'truth' above her head. ( Admit a truth. )
quietly created: Blinking at the image she'd tilt head then flail a little.
How the hell was she supposed to do that?!?? Well...crap. Searching her bag
she'd find a scrap of paper and pen. Scrawling out something on it and
dropping it into the slot.
Str33t Revenge: Her intent was to grab the drink for him and return.
However, this worked in her favor as well. Walking beside him, she approached
the bar claiming a stool for herself. Left crossed over right. Fingers tugged
down the hem of her
quietly created: What did it say? "I'm not really real." -d
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Str33t Revenge: skirt over toned thighs. Bracing an elbow on the bar, she
turned to Fifi. "One Cape Cod and a glass of Jack." Waiting for the orders to
be filled, she turned toward Vic. "Enjoying yourself? I am curious about
something though. That
a doves flight: (( We decided to over mod the roll. AHEM. ))
Str33t Revenge: day we had our discussion about your friendships. I never
got to ask exactly how someone of your profession could come about those
gadgets." -d-
a doves flight: ZOLTAR would fog up once more. It seemed that she had
played with him to much. He rather enjoyed it because when she reached in..
the flap on the machine would slam down quickly to take her hand
a doves flight: away. (( Fortune: Thanks for the hand. Effect: When
character reaches in for egg their hand is trapped and lobbed off. ))
quietly created: When she reached for the fortune and the flap slammed down
she'd jump as it startled her. Still as that hand was lopped off and she came
back with a nubby wrist she'd blink. Crap! Now she'd have to find a new one.
Turning on a heel
quietly created: she was focused on that stubby arm now and didn't notice
that she plowed right into Xunsu...Until the top of her skull popped open and
flopped on the hinge she'd attached. -d
Questions Asking: A smile was given to Fifi when they sat down and he would
look to Helena. "Thanks, Hel. I-." Hearing the door slam and that
undeniable sound of someone chopping a porterhouse he would look over his
shoulder after sitting down.
Accepted Arcana: "Humph!" Plowed right over by the handless woman, he
blinked a bit, staring at the woman on top of him who had lost her hand.
"That seems to happen a lot."
Questions Asking: Hazels would follow the girl, and her nub as she went
running over to Xun. "You know, somewhere in there is a joke about a
Conservative Christian and an anti-mastubrbation ad." Following the girl the
rest of her way, he'd note her
a doves flight: The building would shake as ZOLTAR took another hand.
Slowly it was absorbed into it. The power flickered just a moment or two
enough to make the clocks flicker midnight and things to be reset on the
timers. Little beeps were
a doves flight: heard and an odd little echo of a giggle from a child. (D)
Accepted Arcana: To Xunsu, the world was a happy dance of colors that
smelled like fruits and sounds that looked like glitter. The glowing shoes
made out of magic were the least of his troubles.
quietly created: Looking down at him she blinked grey eyes and then frowned.
What? What happened a lot? She was confused and it showed. Still she'd
awkwardly get back to her feet, hopefully not flashing anyone too badly.
Looking at the lopped off
Questions Asking: lid popping off and hanging by a hinge. He just stared a
moment, then looked up as the Tower.... did the tower just giggle? "To
answer your question, Helena. It helps having friends in the research
world." He then turned and
a doves flight: Dove was not just standing there with her fingers up her ass
as that happened. She looked over to the woman who was playing with zoltar
and gave a second look. Did she just lose her hand? Panicly she ran over to
her to check on
quietly created: hand again and frowning..How to find a new one though? The
arm with a hand still attached raised and she wnt to scratch at the top of
her head...Only to wriggle fingertip against squishy gray matter. Blast it!
reaching back and flip
a doves flight: her. "Yer gran'?" (D)
Questions Asking: looked to her. "spyzone.com helps as well." He would then
grin a little.[e]
quietly created: that dome lid back into place, brunette hair falling into
her face in a long mass. Double blast! -d
a doves flight: To answer, yes the tower giggled. It was happy to be fed.
Str33t Revenge: Once Fifi delivered their drinks, Helena slid hers the scant
inchest toward herself. A manicured nail slowly toyed with the rim of the
glass for a second till the lights flickered and that eery laugh floated
toward her ears. Lifting
Questions Asking: "That's what. The third hand it's taken in the last 24hrs
I think?"[e]
Accepted Arcana: "...I think fourth? There was another one earlier..."
Str33t Revenge: the glass to her lips, she muttered. "This place must be a
real hoot during Halloween." A brow rose hearing the conversation as if they
were talking about the weather. Next time she was going to the gun range
instead of socializing.
Questions Asking: "There was another one? Oh yeah, Gabriella." He would
glance back over to the machine. They should probably set up a triage unit
next to the thing as often as it did that.[e]
quietly created: Finally getting that hair out of her face she'd look at
Dove and wave away her concerns. Heading back for the bar she'd get the
notebook and pen. Scrawling out a note and showing it to those
closest...Which would be Helena and
a doves flight: "F ifth in total... oi'm gettin' dem back soon.." Said it
softly to the ones speaking about the hands. She was going to need to give
the tower a talking to again. A hand came onto the side of the tower's wall
giving a bit of a
quietly created: Vic. The note says..."Grave yard? Morgue...Crime scene?" -d
a doves flight: rub onto it. Her bottom lip was bitten into as she did it
there was something there. There was a small graveyard on the island.. if
they really wanted to go to it... but... they might be scared off once they
heard what was
a doves flight: happenng under ground. (D)
Questions Asking: If it was Justin Beiber concert, Hell no.[e]
Str33t Revenge: "Disturbing." Placing her back to the bar, she cradled her
drink within her lap. The smooth expanse of her back met the counter behind
her before she glanced over to the note. "For what?" Her gaze dipped to the
hand then to the note
a doves flight: The mods weren't that mean.
Questions Asking: LOL.[e]
a doves flight: (( Whose staying the night here IC wise. Like their char is
sleeping here? ))
Str33t Revenge: . "Ah." No way was she telling this woman where the morgue
was or a fresh crime scene. For one, she didn't want to be an accessory to a
B & E nor disturbing a crime scene. However, a graveyard would be on her.
"Half a mile that way.
Questions Asking: (If Sage gets drunk enough he might.)
Accepted Arcana: [ Xunsu is still sleeping in his tent. ]
a doves flight: (( If it's on the ground it could count if you wanted... ))
Str33t Revenge: " She pointed over her shoulder as if indicating that
direction passed the tower. Taking a healthy drink of her whiskey, she
reached back her elbow toward the counter for balance. "Good luck with that."
-d-
quietly created: At the question from Helena she'd raise the now nubby arm
and wiggle it around a bit. Then the answer and she'd nod, folding up the
note book an tucking it back into her bag. If anyone looked in there? They
would see Xunsu's shoes
a doves flight: Dove was taking her phone out then Since Quietly seemed to
be fine she would come to the counter to get herself a drink and watched him.
(D)
quietly created: and some very old, very worn looking leather bound
journals. Those with keen enough eyesight might make out the letters ENSTEIN.
The beginning of the words were worn off from age and constant use. -d
Questions Asking: Seeing what the Patchwork Girl wrote as well, Vic would
shake his head some. "I'm not entirely too sure what all is on the grounds
in this place. I've only been in this area and around the front mostly." He
knew where the places
Playing at Large: He winced and looked to Dove. His eyes were a light grey
as if to say sorry and then nodded as he returned the text. Then he smiled
and nodded. Still not using magic. [d]
a doves flight: Dove debated hitting Seth. (D)
Accepted Arcana: "My fingers feel like sausages... I'm hungry, who wants
sausage?"
Playing at Large: Not fair!
Questions Asking: in Reno were but they were quite a ways from there at the
moment. "Fifth?" He said this as he looked over to Dove. "Looks like this
place is on a roll." Picking up the Cape Cod, he would take a drink. "So
how'd you get ahold of
a doves flight: There was a tentical monster chef in the kitchen if they
wanted to use him.... or they could make their own. Dove wasn't sure if it
was a perverted comment or not. But for now she'd get herself a bottle of
beer. She was looking
Questions Asking: your's?" Question posed to Helena out of his own
curiousity. The numerous times they'd run into each other in the past she
always had some neat little gadgets with her as well.[e]
a doves flight: over to Seth a moment as she sat down then crossed her legs.
The place was on a roll? "Maybe.." Still she wasn't use to many of the late
night crowd. Beer in hand she gave a few sips and debated a few things to
do. Such as run
a doves flight: away to find her wheelchair for a race tonight. (D)
Accepted Arcana: "Shuffling about for a little bit in the center of the room
like a zombie chasing a butterfly only he could see, he laughed a little
while hands passed through rays of light that only he could see. "Pretty
sounds... so pretty."
quietly created: Nodding to both of them she'd turn on a heel and start
towards the door. Time to go on a hand hunt! Most people would be wigging out
that their head popped open and they lost a hand. Caroline? Nope, just
another day in the life. -d
quietly created: [afk while nomming dinner]
Str33t Revenge: Looks like this place might need to sign up to the gym if it
kept consuming hands. Side glance to Vic. "I was assigned them or created
them. Cop remember? The better question is, Sage, did you ever pick your bug
up?" Her left eye
Playing at Large: Seth pouted and looked to her as if to say where was mine.
He smiled to her and and waited. [d]
a doves flight: Dove was very confused in what he could or couldn't consume.
She held the beer out of hers towards him. "Use yisser magic 'ere.. ask for
it. dis is de most magic friendly place yer can be.." She was trying to get
him to talk at
a doves flight: least instead of sitting silently. Only if she could hold
out beer and whiskey to quietly to do the same. Could she even talk? (D)
Str33t Revenge: began to twitch watching the walking human puzzle head out
for her scavenger hunt. Tentacle chef monster? Probably made a killer fish
and chips but somewhere there was an anime and Hell's Kitchen sitcom in
knowing who was working
Str33t Revenge: the kitchen.
Str33t Revenge: -d-*
a doves flight: Wolf Moon where nothing was out of the ordinary.
Str33t Magic: After having kept herself locked in the room the whole day
working on that decode, Di was finally walking down the stairs. The Street
Magician was in a pair of grey sweat pants with the word "BEARS" in blue and
orange down one leg
Str33t Magic: and a white wifebeater. Her dark hair was pulled back up into
a messy ponytail and she was yawning a little bit with a hand covering her
mouth. Doe browns took a moment to look at who all was there when she got
down to the foot of
Str33t Magic: the staircase and she would quickly head up and over the bar,
nearly tackling her twin sister from behind, hugging her tightly around the
waist. Looking up, she would smile and give Vic a small wave since he was
sitting next to
Playing at Large: Seth sighed. He used his magic. Please don't let bad
things happen to anyone. " I need my Wyne " He smiled and could get drunk off
that but he would have to drink it quickly. [d]
Str33t Magic: Helena. And that tentacle monster made some awesome Grilled
Cheese and Tomato Soup!
a doves flight: The tenacle monster made the BEST frilled cheese and tomato
soup. She'd hear him say it and give a nice shit eating grin to him.
Sitting up she'd motion to Fifi would get her the bottle that was in the box
hidden under the bottom
Str33t Revenge: Tackled from behind, she nearly spilled her drink. A quick
hand to grab the bar stopped her from taking her twin to the ground in an
awkward pile up. Setting her glass down, she reached one hand behind her to
cup her cheek in a psue
Accepted Arcana: "Why hello mystical time bunny... no I haven't seen the
dragon squirrels..." Still shuffling around with glowing purple vans, the
silver iris had almost entirely constricted over the red lens of his eye.
a doves flight: shelf. Yep, poor Seth had no idea dove had gotten it did
he? With that little fact now on file she stared to Seth. (D)
Str33t Revenge: do hug while the other patted her hand resting on her waist.
"Hola, sleeping beauty. Late night? Tell me you have some juicy gossip as to
the reason you slept in so late." Turning, she gave a quick peck to her
sister's cheek before
Str33t Revenge: covering her hands with her own and rocking back and forth
gently for a second. -d-
Str33t Magic: Smiling brightly, Di would glance over to see who all else was
up and about. A wave was given to Dove and the person she didn't know near
him, then those doe browns fell on Xun and she would cant her head some.
"Uh... Xun. What
Playing at Large: he laughed his silent laugh and smiled. Used his magic "
You do care " He would take the wyne and smile to her. Sip, sip [d]
Str33t Magic: Mystical Time Bunny?" Looking to her sister with a slender
brow lifted, she would move over to Xun and look him over. Noting the red
dust all over him, she trace a finger over his chest and look over the
residue. Moving it near
Str33t Magic: her mouth, she stick her tongue out, tasting it some and then
sighed. "Xun, not again." Sighing, she would look over to Vic. "Vic, can
you come... stand over here for a second?" She would point directly behind
Xun.
a doves flight: "Wud yer tink oi didn't?" It was a serious question. Di
had been noticed but since Dove's mun wasn't use to being up this late all
the time the Mun was tired and missing things. Wave to her before looking
back at Seth with a brow
a doves flight: arched. (D)
Accepted Arcana: He heard his name echoing throughout the cosmos of space
and time, and swiftly his head whipped around towards the source of it.
Smiling at Di with a blink. "Hi Diana!" When she dragged the finger across
it little purple sparks
Accepted Arcana: jumped and crackled a bit. Blinking at her, his eyes
almost wholly silvered, he smiled. "You're pretty." When Xunsu had been
beaten with the Crimson stick, all the ladies were pretty. Hyperactive beer
goggles pouring directly
Accepted Arcana: out of the aura. "By the way, don't go in the tent..."
Questions Asking: (-=Shuts his phone off=- Back.)
a doves flight: ( WB )
Questions Asking: A chuckle left him watching Diana sneak up on her twin and
hug her. However his attention soon moved to Xun and Diana asking him to
come over. "Sure thing, Di." Putting his drink down, he would stand up from
his seat and take a
Questions Asking: few steps over, moving behind the Runner and after
catching the look from Diana on what she wanted him to do, he would place
both hands up infront of him about chest high, palms out as a pair of black
gloves formed around them.
Playing at Large: " I knew you would. I just didn't know you would split
what Fronz Had. " He was actually pleased. " Thank you M' Sweet " [d]
Str33t Revenge: Once more taking a casual lean against the bar top, she
watched her twin and Vic deal with the guy who by all accounts seemed to have
snorted some funny dust before rolling it in. Idle sip. She had caught the
name of the guy before
Questions Asking: Suddenly, Vic's face disappeared, literally leaving him
faceless and he would just stand there, waiting for Diana to do what she was
going to do.[e]
Str33t Revenge: Di fled to his aid. Now this should be interesting. On
second thought, she tossed that drink back and motioned for Fifi to refill
her. -d-
Accepted Arcana: Covered in the magical conduit dust and multipurpose
utility, he just sort of swayed side to side as he looked around with a
bright, happy smile. "What are you doing, Diana?"
Str33t Magic: Closing her eyes, the Street Magician would lift her hands up
as a blue aura began to swirl around both appendages. With the amount of
Dust in and on Xun, she was going to need to go a little stronger with the
spell and the aura
a doves flight: "Oi towl oi wus gonna git yer sum.. that's it. oi chucker
want ter git trollied the-nite too.." Said softly nursing the beer. But mun
might run away soon. (D)
Str33t Magic: would grow till it was completely surrounding her form and she
was now hovering about a foot above the floor. Opening her eyes, they were
glowing blue now instead of their normal doe brown as ruby tiers parted to
speak. "A little
Str33t Magic: rehab, Xun." Putting her hands together, she would move them
in what looked like a Tri formation and place them against his chest just
before saying the word needed. "Dispersar!" Right when Di did that, there
was a flash of power
Playing at Large: He smiled and nodded. If she had to leave it was ok seth
would go watch the fight. Maybe Sara had ripped Xander's head off. who knew.
[d]
Str33t Magic: that hit, purging him of the Red Dust and removing it from
both in and out of his person. The one type of spell that Street Magician
had managed to master were dispersement types. The reason for having Vic
there was obvious,
Str33t Magic: she didn't want Xun getting blown into a wall by accident.
Questions Asking: When Di used her spell, that bit of power that radiated
caused his trench and the lower part of his pant legs to billow as well as
his hair blowing in the mystical wind some. Still, he kept his ground, hands
out and using his own
Questions Asking: power to make sure the Runner didn't wind up a decoration.
There was a little bit added as well to cushion the blowback.[e]
Accepted Arcana: When the spell hit the dust, purple arcs of electricity
started jumping like crazy, setting off a chain reaction. Much of the dust
burned up in the release of the arcane energy, but a lot of it turned inward
and amplified the
Accepted Arcana: force of the spell. Fortunately between Di's choice and
Vic's assistance, he only bounced into the fabric of reality for a split
second before letting out a hard grunt. "Buh!" Groaning out as the crimson
cleared off, the sudden
Accepted Arcana: absence of freeflowing arcana left him exceptionally
disoriented. Raising his hand once, he murrmured something that was in no
way an actual word before slumping sideways.
a doves flight: She frowned as she looked ot him a hand coming up to his
side. Fingers moved to give a poke to the man's side. Smirking. (D)
Questions Asking: As Xun started to slump sideways, he would grab the man
and keep him upright. "I gotcha." Pulling Xun's arm over his shoulder, he
would help move the man over to the couch so he could sit down and
recover.[e]
Accepted Arcana: "Flubhmnugmuf..."
Playing at Large: " What did I do now " He teased and reaced over hugging
her. " I'm here, and using magic " He then took another drink of his wyne
Str33t Magic: Once all that was done, Di would float back down to her feet,
letting the aura fade out along with the glow in her eyes and she would look
to her twin. "Hel, can you bring some water over here? I think he could use
it." Walking
Str33t Magic: up, she'd check on him to make sure he was okay after Question
helped him over to the sofa.
Accepted Arcana: Xunsu was a little flush, which made him look a shade
darker than typical, but the silver iris was starting to recede to about
halfway, causing him to squint in the light and reach for the goggles which
were absolutely not on his
Accepted Arcana: forehead. Slumping into the couch, he blinked a bit again,
still hazy. "Aww... the bufferfluhfsrmnghnfr.." It was almost a complete
sentence.
a doves flight: She crossed her legs as she leaned into him a moment then
took his hand. Push off of the chair before she started to walk away with
his hand in hers to take him elsewhere. (d)
Deadwood Graves: Cedric was in his room, laying on the floor in such an
awkward and uncomfortable positon. One arm underneath his body as the other
was twisted upward on his back. His face was planted against the wooden
floor;
Deadwood Graves: lips and nose smashed against it. He awoke, slowly. A small
groan as he lifted his head and binked the blurry vision away. Last night
proved to bring an awful awakening. He had taken that potion Val gave him to
regrow his hand that
Deadwood Graves: Zoltar took and it had to of brought the single most
excrutiating pain he had ever experienced. So bad that he passed out and
ended up in this awkward position. He twisted his body over
Deadwood Graves: to lay on his back; wincing as his wrist still ached. As
painful as it was, it was better than having the gross chimp hand attached to
him. After laying on his back for a while and staring up at the ceiling, he
clumsily got
Deadwood Graves: himself up off the floor and headed straight for the
shower. Give it a few minutes and he was out and dressed for the day - or
what remained of it. Black shoes, black slacks, white button up, and black
blazer.
Deadwood Graves: He walked over to his bookshelf that also contained a
handful of potions, snagging a red colored one in a small vial before popping
the cork open and chugging it down.
Deadwood Graves: It should help ease the ache in just a few moments. And in
moments time, it did. Out of his room he went, down the stairs, through the
apothecary, and into the bar to see what the night had to bring him this time
around.
Str33t Revenge: Hearing Diana, she requested the bottle of water from Fifi.
Leaving her own drink, she slipped from the stool with the acquired water in
hand and made her way over to the three of them. She held the bottle out
toward Xun after loose
Str33t Revenge: ning the cap. "Perhaps he should be lying down." After he or
Di took it, she'd stand back slipping her fingertips into the front pockets
of her skirt and watching. A few things were running through her mind right
now but she kept he
Str33t Revenge: r visage neutral till she had time to sort out the new
information. After a moment of just staring at the man, her gaze shifted to
her sister and softened. "How are you feeling?" Such a surge of power had to
be taxing on her baby
Str33t Revenge: sis. -d-
Accepted Arcana: "I don't need to librmbhngfrl." It was almost like his
voice was becoming disjointed as he spoke. Binking a bit through the squinty
eyes, he looked up at Helena and took the bottle with a smile, giving her a
nod of
Accepted Arcana: thanks. "You're preblfhtr."
Questions Asking: Standing up after helping Xun to the couch, his face would
slowly come back and he would start to remove the black gloves he was wearing
from his hands. The Gloves would be pocketed and Vic would look to Diana.
"I'd give it a few
Questions Asking: and he should be able to make full sentences." Xun was
already halfway there. Reaching into another pocket inside of his trench, a
case was pulled and opened and that old tobacco pipe was removed from it and
placed within his
Questions Asking: mouth, hanging off the side after he'd added that cherry
vanilla blend to the bowl. The Pipe remained unlit for the moment as he
stayed there for a few more moments, observing Xun before he decided to head
out front for a smoke.[e]
Str33t Magic: Those toned and sunkissed arms would fold over her abdomen,
still concerned about Xun but hearing him start to say more words gave her a
sigh of relief. "I'm half tempted to ban you from anything explosive from
here on in." Like
Str33t Magic: she could do that. When Hel checked up on her, she would move
over and just lean into her twin sister, Laying the side of her head on
Helena's shoulder. "I'm fine Hel." It seemed the more seasoned she got at
using her gifts, the
Str33t Magic: less it took out of her. When they first manifested in her,
just simply conjuring up fire would require a 30 minute nap and 7,000 calorie
meal to bring her back up to speed. Glancing to Vic, she would smile.
"Thanks for your
Str33t Magic: help."
Accepted Arcana: "It wasn't supposbhefblmbn." He blinked, clearing his
throat. "Gonna need a minbhruffl." Xunsu just sighed and took a long swig
from the bottle. He was annoyed.
Str33t Revenge: A grin danced over her lips hearing Xun. Though she had no
idea what he said, she just gave him a brief nod. "Uh yeah." When Di leaned
into her, Helena wrapped her arm around her shoulder giving it a comforting
squeeze before
Str33t Revenge: rubbing her hand up and down her sister's arm. "I know, I
know. And if you weren't you'd go sit down or lie down. One of these days
I'll stop trying to baby you. Just not today." Brow arced hearing Xun. "Yeah
whatever you said. How
Str33t Revenge: about waiting till you can speak clearly before
complaining." The minute Vic turned his back to walk out, Helena stared after
him hiding the frown she now wore. When she turned back to Xun and Di, her
amused grin was back in place.
Str33t Revenge: "So what was wrong with him?" -d-
Deadwood Graves: Cedric had taken a seat at the barstool at the far end of
the bar, observing the others as he tried to make sense of why the unfamiliar
man was speaking in jibberish. Was it Zoltar? Did Zoltar strike again? He set
his elbow on the
Deadwood Graves: bartop and rested his head against the newly replaced hand
that was still lacking sensation. In a few days it should be working better.
Blue eyes just kept a gaze on the lot with furrowed brows as he pondered.
of IvIercy: Opening the door to step inside came that small, slender
Asian Murder Doll. Dressed as per usual in baggy black dress pants, long
sleeved dress shirt and black suspenders with black and white Chuck Taylors
on feet.
Accepted Arcana: Zoltar did not. He totally did this to himself sort of.
Without IvIercy: Poking out from the back of those dress pants was a long
red, spade ended tail. Long brown hair was held in braids on either side of
that pixie like face. Heading for a seat the four foot eleven inch doll
climbed onto the seat and
Deadwood Graves: Fantastic.
Without IvIercy: flopped down, tail swaying side to side behind her. Resting
hands on counter top and glancing over those inside. Wincing a little she
would frown. "I will not...you can't make me." Said to no one but herself. -d
Deadwood Graves: His eyes trailed off from the jibberish speaking man and
the lot, tracing over to the newcomer that was apparently speaking to no one.
Or was she talking to him? Well, he didn't want to be rude. Quite frankly he
didn't even catch
Deadwood Graves: what she said. He quirked up a brow before speaking over to
her. "Sorry but... I didn't quite catch that?"
Questions Asking: When Cedric came down and headed to the bar, Vic would
give a two fingered wave to him. "Hey Cedric." Hearing the door of the
Apothecary open, he would glance over seeing that same asian girl who brought
swords to an MMA Gym for
Without IvIercy: Blinking she looked over at the one talking to her and she
gave a faint smile. "Oh...sorry nothing." That tail flicked side to side
behind her, the spaded end raising up over her head to wave at Cedric. -d
Str33t Revenge: Noting Cedric had joined the fun, she gave him a wave before
his attention left their group. Helena's hand stilled on Di's arm to wrap
about her waist. Identical brown eyes focused upon Xun waiting for him to
explain his rehersal
Questions Asking: some reason and he give her a nod before looking back over
to Xun, then to Helena. "He said he just needs a minute." It was getting to
where it was enough that he could figure out what the man was saying at this
point. Turning on
Questions Asking: a heel, he would lean over and whisper something in
Helena's ear, then head for the door. "Going out to smoke for a moment if
anyone needs me." Out the door he went and moved down the short steps and to
the side. Pipe in mouth he
Questions Asking: would snap his fingers twice next to the bowl and take a
long puff from it before letting the smoke out slowly.[e]
Str33t Revenge: for the Sugar Plum fairies number. "Figures you'd be a
linguist in gibberish." A small cant of her head given to view the form of
Sage. She turned her head a bit more to receive his whisper. After he
disappeared, Hel sighed. "Remind
Str33t Revenge: me to bring up the clueless guy rant on our girl's night."
-d-
Deadwood Graves: A shift of the eyes to Vic before giving him a smile and a
wave. "'ello, mate." And then the man was off for yet another smoke break.
Then he gave a wave back to Helena, offering her a smile as well. "'ello,
'ello." And then eyes
Deadwood Graves: back to the oriental... person... if... that's what one
could even call her. She wasn't human. That was obvious. The tail was a huge
give away. He squinted his eyes a bit as he thought about that for a moment.
"Hmm... Right, well...
Deadwood Graves: Could of sworn I heard you say something." He gave off a
shrug before disreguarding it, going back to his thoughts. Or maybe she was
human? A human with... a whole lot of oddness going on about her? Whatever be
the case, the tail
Str33t Magic: A laugh would escape her tiers while remained leaning into her
twin, her arms folded over her abdomen while she was looking over to see
Cedric, smiling and waving. "Hey you." A wave was given to Ichi when she
entered in as well ima
Deadwood Graves: was an interesting addition to her character. "Oh. I'm
Cedric by the way." He gave a small wave of his awkward, newly regrown hand.
And then a wave over to Diana. "'ello, 'ello. How's it going tonight?"
Without IvIercy: Who ever was working the bar would get her a glass of milk
with a straw in it. Bringing swords to an MMA gym? Yep, she did. Did she
care? No, not really. Either way she was sipping the milk and looked over
towards Cedric again. Then
Without IvIercy: her voice would change, becoming older..harsher and almost
demonic on tone. "She did. She was talking to me." Two voices, one
mouth...Brown eyes would flick upwards slightly and she'd frown. "Do you have
to be so nosy?" Shaking it
Str33t Magic: just before she looked back to her sister. "Clueless guy
rant?" Those doe browns would blink to that one, this she had to hear. Her
attention soon turned back to Xun. "He's just gonna have to wait this out."
She would shake her
Without IvIercy: off she'd look over to Cedric and nod. "I'm
Ichiko...and...that...well she's not important." That spade ended tail would
lash around and thwap her on the top of the head. -d
Str33t Magic: some. Speaking of Gyms, they needed to head back there.
Without IvIercy: Diana would get a wave, in the midst of her swatting at
that tail. -d
Str33t Revenge: Helena just smiled. A wave offered to Ichi as well.
"Eventually." Nothing more offered for the moment. -d-
Accepted Arcana: "It wasn't supposed to be explosivbr." Not perfect, but
better. "I was using amber stonrg... brecuth I couldn't find any blood
crystaflr."
Str33t Magic: (-Blinks seeing that AOL ate one of her posts.-)
Questions Asking: (Back)
Str33t Magic: (wb)
Str33t Revenge: Seeing Ichi reminded her of something she had to tell Diana.
Leaning away a bit she focused her attention on her twin. "Remember that gym
you caught Vic and I arguing? Turns out the man we were following was
murdered. They suspect a
Deadwood Graves: (Wb)
Questions Asking: (Thanks guys)
Str33t Revenge: group within who is looking to take over did it. Just
between you and I, D. That gym is the crime scene." She gave a shrug. "I
wasn't paying much attention to the details. I just needed to make sure
something of tall, dark and myste
Str33t Revenge: rious.." she nodded toward the door. "Wasn't there anymore."
-d-
Deadwood Graves: He blinked as that demonic voice came out of her. Well, it
all makes sense now. He couldn't help but chuckle at it. "So you've got that
thing trapped inside of you?" He tilted his head to the side, absentmindedly
opening and
Deadwood Graves: closing the regrown hand to exercise it some. Blue eyes
would watch as the tail would come and bonk her on the head. "Must be
annoying," he bluntly said.
Without IvIercy: Frowning at him she tilted head. "Trapped inside me?
No...We share." Ha! They shared about as well as siblings fighting over a
toy. Not well at all and when they did it was rare. "Eh, it can be but after
all these years I'm used to
Without IvIercy: it." "I am not annoying! You are annoying." Tail swayed out
and swatted at her some more. Reaching out she'd grab hold of the lashing
tail and hold it, like a writhing snake. "Stop that or I'll cut it off
again." -d
Str33t Magic: "So we're going to need to head in there soon and take a
closer look. What I want to know is, why would they want that place?" She
would glance down to the floor. "Then again, why wouldn't they." It was a
perfect front for some
Str33t Magic: of their smaller operations. "Hmmm." Lower tier was bitten
and she would look towards the door. Hearing Xun, Di would smirk a little a
bit and look back over at him. "It doesn't need to be explosive, Xun. You
could be sitting
Str33t Magic: there doing nothing and you'd blow something up." She teased.
"Well maybe you should wait for the blood crystals next time. I don't want
come out there one day and find out that you blew yourself up for good." She
would shake
Deadwood Graves: He stifled a laugh as he watched the tiny girl take hold of
the tail; amusement by the whole thing. "So you two share your body? It's a
choice?" During his talking he'd get up off his stool and make way around the
bar's service area
Str33t Magic: her head a little and look over to her twin. "You know, I
still don't know what you two were arguing over." She caught the tail end of
it and thought she was gonna have to break the two apart.... or turn her
head and cover her
Str33t Magic: eyes. Whichever was up for debate.
Str33t Revenge: As usual she felt there was some bigger piece of the puzzle
she was missing. Although it made a great front, it was a smaller enterprise.
Not really worth the trouble. But perhaps it wasn't the place they should
look at but the vict
Accepted Arcana: He looked sour about that, taking another swig of the
water. "My track record on surviving these crafting attempts seems to be
pretty good, just saying."
Deadwood Graves: to grab himself a pint of glass and fill it up with the
darkest ale they had on tap. He leaned back against the counter behind him as
his eyes kept onto the possessed female; taking a drink of the ale he served
himself.
Deadwood Graves: *a glass pint
Str33t Magic: "No more PBR for you, Cedric?"
Str33t Revenge: im. She'd snort at Xun. "Assuming there's someone around to
pull your ass down, tinkerbell." Withdrawing her arm from around Di, she
braced her hands on her denim clad hips before answering her sister's
inquiry. "We were arguing
Without IvIercy: "Hai. Well...it is now." She looked to Cedric then glanced
down at the tail she still held in her hand. "Behave." Releasing it she'd
keep an eye on it for a second before looking back to him. "Sometimes there
are things you cannot
Without IvIercy: anticipate and obtaining Sanji was one of them." -d
Str33t Revenge: about you. On paper the guy is a ghost. No record other than
when he started that blog. I felt you were too trusting where he's concerned.
There's just too many questions surrounding Sage is all. And when I get him
cornered to ask,
Deadwood Graves: He gave a hard swallow of the ale, trying hard not to gag
as the sheer thought of such nauseating consumption of piss beer was a
horrific reminder. He cleared his throat some as the ale went down hard, his
hand balled into a fist
Str33t Revenge: he disappears or something comes up needing our attention."
She held her hand up to stop Di's arguments if there were any. "Yeah I know.
He saved you, which is the only reason his caliente self is still alive."
Despite his words,
Deadwood Graves: against his mouth as he closed his eyes and tried to burn
the memory away in his mind. "No. I don't know which was worse. Losing my
hand or having to drink that awful ale." He made a disgusted face before his
eyes opened back up to
Str33t Revenge: Hel had tested him in small ways and he didn't budge which
was both frustrating and exciting. A challenge was something she hadn't had
in a long time. -d-
Accepted Arcana: "Hey, I'd have been charshing the actual dragon spiript for
a couple of dayzh but I'd have been fine. At least it was crimson, not azura
or green. Woo, those are some wicked highs." He whistled with a humming
back to it, sounding
Accepted Arcana: a little like a soundtrack noise for some cheap B-grade
science fiction movie.
Deadwood Graves: look over at the demon-girl. "I see... Well, atleast you're
used to it now, heh. And I'm sorry, what did you say you're name was again?"
Deadwood Graves: *your name
Without IvIercy: Watching him she leaned back a bit. Not quite sure if he
was going to puke on her or not. Still it was better to be safe than sorry.
"Ichiko...You may call me Ichi if you like." -d
Str33t Magic: "Oh, that's pretty easy. He's part of th--" Di would
suddenly shut up. Helena was her twin but she wasn't sure if she was allowed
to say what she knew about Sage. Thinking a moment, she decided to leave it,
feeling he was the
Str33t Magic: one who'd need to tell Helena. There were rules afterall.
The same rules that she knew kept him from giving direct answers sometimes.
"Yeah, he does tend to just vanish." Kinda like he had last week when he
gave her another
Deadwood Graves: "Itchy... Koh?" He raised up a brow, his Welsh accent - or
what sounded to be from Wales but was from a different planet entirely - was
thick as he pronounced her name. "Can't save I've heard that one before." He
chuckled as he took
Deadwood Graves: another drink from his ale. Gods, it felt nice to drink
some good ale.
Deadwood Graves: *Can't say
Without IvIercy: The way he said it had her nose wrinkling a bit.
Without IvIercy: "That kind of makes me sound like some kind of fungus or
jock itch....How about you just call me Doll?" It would save them both a lot
of trouble. -d
Str33t Magic: indirect answer to something really important. Turned her
head and poof, gone. Looking to Xun she would just laugh. "Baby boi, you
were high as fuck. All wobbly.." Di would move her arms out, moving them as
if she was walking
Str33t Magic: like an egyptian. "And saying something about a Mystical Time
Bunny and Heffalumps and Woozles or something." She would just laugh. "I
almost wanted to have some of what you were on but Hel would probably kill
me." She then
Str33t Magic: looked to her twin. "I wonder what you would be like on that
stuff. I haven't even seen you drunk yet."
Accepted Arcana: "It was awesome... everyone was so pretty..." There was a
far off look in his red and silver eyes.
Deadwood Graves: "Doll. Right, I can do that." He murmured her name under
his breath still, trying to get it right. "Ich-go.. Itchy ko... Itch...
Hm..." And another drink before letting the pint remain idle in his hand. "So
whereabouts you from?"
Str33t Revenge: Laughing, she watched Di immitate Xun. "Don't forget to get
on your tip toes and prance around like a ballerina. He was so pretty. All
sparkling. I almost thought I'd see Bella and Jacob come running out to join
him." A brow rose.
Without IvIercy: Oh she could hear him muttering it and leaned forward a
little. "Like this...Eeeee shhiii ko." Drew it out to pronounce it for him.
Tail still flicking around behind her as one small hand slipped inside that
over sized white dress
Str33t Revenge: Hel looked to Xun then Di. "Think he's calling us ugly." Her
lips twisted in a disgusted expression. "Yeah well not around you,
shutterbug. For all I know it would end up on the internet or something. Just
remember, you and I are
Str33t Revenge: identical. Meaning people will think you are me if you catch
me in a Helena-goes-Wild moment." Cheeky grin tipped up the corners of her
lips. -d-
Accepted Arcana: "What, no! You're both very prehhh..." Oh hells. He
cleared his throat and blushed a bit, skin taking on a slightly darker tone.
Without IvIercy: shirt of hers. Pulling out what looked like a wrapped
lollipop, peeling the cellophane from it she'd pop it into her mouth. The
oddest thing though? It looked like that lollipop was...looking at you.
Without IvIercy: Yep, candy coated eyeball. -d
Str33t Magic: (Test)
Accepted Arcana: [ Failure. ]
Str33t Magic: (-Cries-)
Accepted Arcana: [ FAILURE ]
Accepted Arcana: [ Hold on, I'll go get my arc welder. ]
Str33t Magic: (-Runs away sobbing!- I hate you!)
Accepted Arcana: [ But I don't want to see you cry! Let me cauterize your
tear ducts! ]
Str33t Magic: "There's already plenty of pics of me on the net. Though
they're for business mostly, and a couple of me on Vic's blog." From the
times he came out to the Glitz. Despite that, Di would laugh as she looked
over to her twin. "We
Deadwood Graves: "Emm... Etch-go. Etchy-go. Ah, bollocks. I give up. Doll it
is, Doll it is." He chuckled as his eyes watched her pull out the
eyeball-pop. "What's that you got there?"
Str33t Magic: need to just go out and get drunk when we have our girls night
out. I wanna see you in Hel-mode." She would lightly tap her sister's nose
at that and hug her around the neck. Looking to Xun, she would chuckle and
look to Helena,
Without IvIercy: Wiggling around the lollipop in her mouth so she could
speak without it being in the way. "It's a lollipop." Still she snickered a
little at his trying to say her name. "At least you aren't trying to say my
last name...Might come
Without IvIercy: out like Marshmallow or something." -d
Str33t Magic: then grin a little. Taking her sister by the hand, she would
walk over and slide that shapely ass onto armrest of the sofa and lean over
against the backrest a little, laying her chin in her hand and just staring
at the redheaded
Str33t Magic: Mage.
Deadwood Graves: Well since it was mentioned he now had to know. "Curious to
know. What is it?" He quirked up a brow, bringing the ale up to his lips and
taking a drink.
Str33t Revenge: Sighing, the femme shook her head. "No promises." Wrinkling
the tapped nose, Hel noted the smile and chuckled at Di. Such a troublemaker.
Led over to the couch, Helena took the opposite armrest. She too stretched
out across the back
Str33t Revenge: rest a little palming her chin in her head while staring at
the blushing Xun. "You were saying?" -d-
Without IvIercy: Smirking she'd pull the lollipop from her mouth, revealing
bits of the eyeball around the candy coating. It was a blue eye. Yep, she was
curious to see how he'd pronounce it. "Marimoshi." -d
Accepted Arcana: Eyes narrowed a bit as he glanced back and forth between
the two of them, he muttered a bit. "Zhishì cánkù de..." Sighing a bit, he
sat there and rubbed at his cheeks, Xunsu could feel the blush pooling in
them. Dropping his arms
Accepted Arcana: to his lap again, he took a deep breath and relaxed his
lids. "You're both incredibly attractive women, don't need to be high to see
that!" It was only a mildly awkward thing to admit considering how
frequently he'd slept in the
Accepted Arcana: same hut as Diana.
Deadwood Graves: "What kind of pop is that?" He tilted his head to the side
as he saw the eye be revealed underneath the candy coating. And then to hear
her last name. "Emm.. Hmm... Merry Mosh? Merry... Marsh? Merry..." He shook
his head, attempting
Deadwood Graves: no more.
Without IvIercy: Holding up her hans in that 'time out' motion she'd shake
head. "Please stop...It's almost painful now." Smirking she'd look down at
the lolli in her hand and tilt head before looking up at him again. "It's an
eye pop..." Wait for
Without IvIercy: it. -d
Questions Asking: Making his way inside after having a smoke, Vic would
slide his hands into the pockets of his pants as he headed back to where
everyone was. Stopping when he entered the area, he would first look to Xun,
then Diana, then Helena
Questions Asking: since both of the twins were perched atop the armrests
like that and he would cant his head some. "Not sure what I walked into but
I cannot complain about the view." That boyish grin would form on his lips
as he headed back over
Questions Asking: and slumped down into one of the chairs there. But not
until after he swung by the bar and picked up a drink.[e]
Accepted Arcana: He muttered. "...manage to get my tongue straight and end
up putting my foot in my mouth..."
Deadwood Graves: He chuckled towards her reaction of how awful he was at
pronouncing her name. "Right, well... A for effort." He peered over at the
lollipop, blinking some. "It's a what?" A tilt of the head before eyes
shifted over towards Vic.
Deadwood Graves: "Can I get something for you?" He stood himself upright so
he was no longer leaning against the counter behind the car, setting his cup
of ale down so he had free hands to prepare whatever it was Vic requested.
Deadwood Graves: *the bar (not... car...)
Accepted Arcana: Twins. Every man's weakness for horrible reasons.
Str33t Magic: Looking across the sofa at her sister, she would let out a
chuckle and slip off of the armrest. Moving near Xun, she'd hold the sides
of his face and kiss his cheek before moving to the side that Helena was on
and sitting down next
Str33t Magic: to her twin. "What night are you thinking of going out?"
Without IvIercy: "An eye-pop...Eyeball with candy coating?" Chuckling she
watched Cedric, waiting to see if he'd freak out or not. "I left my lunchbox
at home." Which was probably a good thing. "Hai, you get an A for effort." -d
Accepted Arcana: He damn near turned outright black at that, turning his
head away from the girls as he reached up to scratch at the back of his head
and clear his throat.
Deadwood Graves: An eyeball pop? "What kind of eye?" He inquired, a brow
raising again. And why did she keep greeting him like that before some of her
sentences?
Str33t Revenge: She almost felt sorry for the man. Almost. Tongue extended
in the direction of Vic when he walked back in. She sat up then turned to her
twin. "Not sure. Why don't you call me? I can pull myself from just about
anything to join you.
Without IvIercy: "It's a human eyeball...On a stick...covered in candy."
Frowning a little she'd stick the lollipop back into her mouth. "Something
wrong?" -d
Str33t Revenge: See who else you can round up since you're the social one."
Leaning over she hugged Di. "But I have to run and meet someone in a few. So
be safe, mija." After the return hug, she stood tugging at that skirt as she
straightened then
Str33t Revenge: wagged her fingers at Xun with a wink. "Night." Moving over
to the bar, she waved toward Cedric and Ichi but stopped by Vic turning her
back toward the others as she spoke. When she walked away, Hel tucked her
hands into the front
Str33t Revenge: pockets drawing that skirt tight over her shapely ass while
whistling the whole way out the front door. -d-
Deadwood Graves: Did he hear her right...? "I'm sorry it's... What?" He
looked over to Helena, giving her a wave of the hand and smile before turning
his attention back to Ichiko.
Deadwood Graves: *a smile
Accepted Arcana: "Haahannnight..." Clearing his throat again, he waved at
the woman as she left before staring daggers at Diana for a brief moment.
"Cruel... cruel woman."
Without IvIercy: Waved at Helena as she left and looked right at Cedric,
without blinking she'd answer him. "Yes...It's an eyeball pop...Want one?"
Already reaching into the front of her shirt again. -d
Questions Asking: Getting to the bar, he would look over. "Hey Cedric, lemme
just get a Cape Cod." His usual go-to drink. Looking over to where Diana
and Xun were, he would just grin, waiting. Up until the Helena. At what she
whispered, his head
Questions Asking: turned, hazels following her as she was heading out the
door and he would look back to the man. "I'll be right back." Moving from
the bar, he would catch up to the Huntress walking out with her side by
side.[e]
Deadwood Graves: A human eye ball pop... He would have to pass on that
offer. He slowly shook his head no as his expression shifted into a blank
one. He was speaking with a cannibal... He can't say it's the first time he
had though. He's come across
Deadwood Graves: many different types of people and creatures; cannibals
included. He wasn't really one to judge, but he definitely wouldn't partake
in it. "It's all yours, heh." He watched as Helena and Vic exited out. He
figured Vic was probably
Deadwood Graves: going to go on yet another smoke break. Since he could
then, he grabbed his pint of ale once more and started drinking it's
contents. Soon he would need a refill.
Str33t Magic: Returning the hug with a big smile, she would eventually let
her twin go and watch her head over to the bar. Then.. saw Vic moving to
catch up with her. The Question and The Huntress. Lookout Reno. Glancing to
Xun, she would
Without IvIercy: At his refusal she'd chuckle and nod a bit. Biting down
onto that lollipop, a faint pop and soft squelch sound later and she was
chewing the eyeball up. Pulling the stick out to set on a napkin to be thrown
away later. "So, are you
Without IvIercy: [ack enter slip that time]
Str33t Magic: just start to laugh. "Well, you blew yourself up earlier.
What's more?" She would laugh once more and move a little closer to Xun at
that, flopped back against the sofa next to him and draping an arm across her
abdomen and
Str33t Magic: closing her eyes. "I need to figure out a night for us all to
just go out and chill somewhere." And by somewhere Di meant all over the
place. It was a night on the town after all.
Without IvIercy: one of those that's going to automatically assume I'm going
to leap over the counter and start gnawing on your face while making Fava
beans and shouting for a nice Chianti?" Yes, she used that reference..It was
one that got likened
Without IvIercy: to her often. -d
Accepted Arcana: "I didn't blow myself up. I just blew up my keystone..."
He sighed, dropping his head back to stare at the ceiling. "I just hate
having to write home for supplies. The whole point of going out on this trip
was to learn to do it
Accepted Arcana: myself without their help." Muttering softly, he tilted
his head sideways, giving Di a look as she floped there. "Still, going out
sometime sounds nice."
Str33t Magic: "You'll be able to do it, Xun. We're both out here for the
same reasons." Though her reasons were starting to shift some as more things
go revealed to her the more she came here. It was all pretty overwhelming
but at the same
Str33t Magic: time very welcome. After what she's spoken to Constantine
about and what he'd shown her, she needed to be able to handle all of this.
"More challenges await." She would turn her head some to look at him. "But
you really do need
Str33t Magic: to stop blowing yourself up." She would grin jokingly. Yes,
the keystone blew up, but it still blew up infront of him which Di always
counted as blowing yourself up. Looking down briefly, ruby tiers would form
into a smirk.
Str33t Magic: "Luckily I haven't done that myself in a while."
Deadwood Graves: He chuckled some, although he didn't understand her
reference. "I'm more an innocent until proven guilty type of person.. So no,
I don't think that." He finished up the last of his ale before taking the few
steps up to pour himself
Deadwood Graves: some more of that dark ale on tap; tipping the cup slightly
as to not cause so much foam to occur.
Accepted Arcana: "I really do..." He sighed in agreement, voice slightly
strained as he said it. "I just can't make heads or tails of my
grandmother's recipie for the stuff, and I am entirely out." Without a
keystone, it was going to be hard to
Accepted Arcana: make more, and without more he wasn't going to be able to
make a new keystone. He would have to see if the Apothecary had anything he
could use for the process. "I remember the last time. It was adorable. You
smelled like toast
Accepted Arcana: for a week."
Without IvIercy: "Oh yea? How's that workin out for ya?" Smirking she'd lean
forward and prop elbows on the counter top. Tail swishing behind her as she
finally glanced over shoulder towards Xun and Di. "Xunsu?" Frowning she
blinked and...damn he'd
Without IvIercy: been here all this time and she hadn't even noticed. Either
she was slacking or there was something else on her mind. Out of no where
that second voice would speak up. "Unobservant much? If you weren't so
focused on being a goody
Without IvIercy: goody you'd notice these things." Frowning now she crossed
eyes over bridge of nose. "Would you stop being such a cunt? No wonder no one
likes you." -d
Accepted Arcana: "Raising his head again as someone said his name, he tried
to focus in the light of the room. His goggles were missing, and so the
light was sort of keeping him dazed. "Huh? Oh, Ichi? Wow, I guess it's
been a while."
Deadwood Graves: "Pretty good, actually." And that was the truth. He
couldn't help but laugh at the way she bluntly insulted her demon...
companion. Whatever it was. His eyes shifted over to Xunsu then back to
Ichiko. "I'll be right back." With his
Deadwood Graves: pint of ale he slipped away from the service section of the
bar and headed up the stairs and into his room. It was getting late and he
would rather be in be something more comfortable than what he was wearing
now.
Deadwood Graves: *be in something
Deadwood Graves: ( Brb )
Without IvIercy: "Okie Dokie Docta Jones." Yep, just did an impression of
'Short Round' from Indiana Jones. After he went upstairs she'd spin around on
the stool and wave to Xun. "How are you?" About this time? Sanji was making
herself known. "Ohhhh
Without IvIercy: Is that my sexy Chinese Take Away? Let's see your egg
roll." Ichi just...facepalmed. -d
Accepted Arcana: "..." He was about to answer, and instead he found himself
in vocal limbo, letting out a sort of quiet little gravelled scratch squeak,
raising an eyebrow while Ichi's head dropped. "...I've been alright."
Without IvIercy: "What kind of sauce did you bring eh?" The demon
was...cackling. Go figure. Ichi cleared her throat a few times and glared.
"That's enough out of you." About that time two sharply pointed black horns
started to raise out of the top
Without IvIercy: of her head. "Hey! No you don't." Reaching up she'd grab
them to try and force them back down. "You cannot come out." -d
Accepted Arcana: Blinking a bit, Xunsu tilted his head a bit, looking to Di
for a moment and watching how she utterly passed out. "...well huh."
Turning his attention back to Ichi while she tried to keep herself under
control. "You having some
Accepted Arcana: trouble there, Ichi?"
Without IvIercy: "It's not me..It's Sanji. She's wanting to come out and I
don't want her to. There's no telling what sort of trouble she'd get into."
Considering the demon liked to poke the proverbial bear it could end badly.
-d
Str33t Magic: Di had passed out, for the moment since the sofa was so
comfortable. However the Street Magician was waking up and she would would
look over to Xun, responding to his comment from earlier as if she had never
passed out. "Don't \
Str33t Magic: remind me. I think I spent about $300 on bath products and
none of it worked." She rolled her eyes some to that. Luckily it wore off
after that week. Sitting up she would stretch her arms overhead and yawn.
"Did I fall asleep?"
Str33t Magic: BlinkBlink.
Accepted Arcana: "You did. We have a guest." Smiling a bit, he motioned up
to what had been Ichi, but was gradually losing to the demon within.
Without IvIercy: Still keeping hands on those horns trying to emerge from
her head she'd glare. "I really am not interested in his egg roll." Short
legs flailed and feet kicked a bit. This was a battle she was losing...The
demon was taking over.
Without IvIercy: Flesh becoming that red tint and brown eyes bleeding of all
color to take on the solid white appearance. It was a slow process since the
vessel was fighting it but it was gonna happen. -d
Accepted Arcana: Watching Di's headflop right back into the couch again not
more than a second after, he cringed a bit. "I'm going to wish you luck on
that fight, Ichi, and see about getting Di into a bed. There have been some
strange... strange
Accepted Arcana: night visitors around lately." Picking himself up out of
the couch, he carefully scooped up the passed out magician. Glowing purple
shoes went right along with him as he carried her off towards the door.
"I'll see you again soon,
Accepted Arcana: hopefully while you've got full on control!"
Without IvIercy: "I'm going to take her out of here...Because if I don't
she's going to start something we don't need or want." At that she hopped up
and bounded out the door. -d
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....STARE. She watched her stramble for it.