Iah gave the customary hello back before taking a great interest in one of the pamphlets that was next to the booth while Zillah and Vaden talked. It didn't quite mean he wasn't following the conversation. Zillah had hardly tagged along; it had taken forever to even convince her to step out of her dorm and he had practically dragged her nose out of her science books. Still he was glad Zillah was making friends. Yes friends, because zillah couldn't be crushing on him. Ugh Nine, why couldn't it be a cute junior boy...? Actually he probably would still be standing here trying to ignore Zillah and drilling holes into pamphlets.
Ugh and now she had to give him a plushie. Zillah really wanted to give him a heart attack didn't she? Iah was fine, he was fine. He wasn’t going to be an overprotective younger brother, Zillah was her own person… He'd be a hypocrit because he had Amy.
He was totally calm, which was why he was currently glaring at prizes and his next throw totally wasn’t soo hard it rattled things. Somehow though it still gained him a prize. Ugh he hoped zillah didn't comment on that, she just needed to continue talking.
Lerin had to hide a smile; well she really hoped that was a girl spectre fox. Still had to hand it to a kid to give it a name like Stormy… “Well stormy it is then.” It seemed to like the name as well and she supposed that was all that mattered. It was then that frost got a bit too far for her liking again. She opened her mouth to tell him to come back but he seemed to realize it as well and curbed his forward advance.
“Alright, alright I’m coming not so fast” It was then she noticed that the nezubat had disappeared. Ah well you couldn’t keep some. As their neared the next house she frowned as the squeaking started up again. Wait did her nezubat just come back with a chocolate bat of all things to hide in her bag. Oh she was going to have some training to do, speaking of training though she needed to focus on Frost. She hoped he got something good on the next house.
When Kieran went up to the senior to collect more prank material, Pherein had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. The look on the seniors face when Kieran asked them for their gummy was absolutely priceless.
Of course now they were faced with the fact of how did they rescue Willow? She didn't want to tell ba'al to go face butt him willows attacker earlier. What if ba'al got smashed? Pumpka where rather hard after all.
“Willow it’s not going to eat you, calm down and show it who's boss and it’ll stop trying to go after you” Pherein yelled hoping to get her friend's attention. Pumpka’s where all different like they were but she was getting really good on figuring out how to get them to listen to her. “They can sense fear!”
Well that wasn’t totally a lie. Kepi and Kie’s first pumpka certainly could after all. If willow hated the pumpka then he was definitely going to have a problem with the fact Kieran and her now had three. The shrieking had started one more participant and Pherein blinked as she suddenly at a very distressed Nezubat.
Quilo opened his mouth to say something to Ella about how bats were not ew when he remembered the gag gift. Oh, right. Candy poo. Seriously, who gave out candy poo?! Well, besides bullies and suchlike. But she seemed to have calmed down about the Nezubats, so at least there was that. "Next time we see a bat, maybe it will cling to you!" he said cheerfully. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Mr. Sirius says that Nezubats are social, and prefer to hang out with each other when they can." He beamed. Everything was going to work out just fine! "So anyway, haunted house ho!"
He followed their lead in the direction of that fabled institution, wondering what it would be like. Would there be seniors dressed as ghosts? Spooky sounds? Awesome decorations?! He could hardly wait! He held out his pail almost absently to an adult. "Trick or treat!" he squeaked. His excitement was bleeding out into his voice.
The adult plonked something in his bucket. "Thank you!" he said. He didn't even notice what it was, and he didn't actually care, even if one of them was a Vespercat plush. He hugged the proffered toy to himself alongside his earlier one. Haunted house, haunted house, haunted house!!
"Ah lahk raisins. Ah'd prefer--blood an' Above!" she shouted as something brightly colored swooped past her face. Without thinking, she dropped her bucket and reached out her hands to pick up whatever it was that had just landed on her boy's head! The object turned out to be a creature--a Nezubat. It looked oddly familiar...
She handed the little critter back to Neptune. "Looks lahk it chose yah," she said. "Ah didn't know that Nezubats could have good taste, but there yah go!" She picked up her candy bucket and started shoving prizes back in. Once at ground level, she finally saw it--her golden kidden had her head shoved into the narrow opening of Neptune's bucket. "Oi, no!" She reached down to Pest's collar and pulled her up. Shoved into the kidden's cheeks were the white and purple scraps of a chewed-up turnip. Sara looked inside the bucket. Only a pitiful scrap of turnip remained in the bucket, but everything else looked unharmed. "Pestilence! Don't do that! What did yah do that for?! She looked up at Neptune. Oh no. What would he think of her, that she couldn't keep a Kidden under control? "Neptune, Ah'm so sorry, Ah'm so, so sorry..."
As if she were some sort of street show, someone plonked something in her bucket. She ignored them. This was way more important! Pest had ruined their evening, how could she even think to bring a Kidden to a party like this?!
"Momma, momma, let's try this one," Gilby's voice called out as they spied another games booth. This one involved tiny fishing rods and it looked like so much fun!
At both their Mommas nod, the wee hybrid ran to the edge of the booth and smiled happily as they were given a rod to use. It looked like all you had to do was lower the "hook" into a barrell of things and whatever you pulled up was your prize. Dropping the hook into the barrell, Gilby wriggled the rod a little to hopefully snag the hook on something and then began to carefully reel it back. After a few minutes, they were beaming proudly as the nice demon running the booth helped Gilby to secure the bracelet on their wrist.
"Oh, thank you!"
Points: 11 October 13: Adeline (1) + Ashylnn (1) + Gilby (1) October 14: Zahneel (1) + Binhdi (1) October 15: Coralie (1) + Binhdi (1) October 16: Coralie (1) + Adelinde (1) + Ashlynn (1) October 17: Gilby (1)
Boreas, good, he knew that. Not that it bothered her to talk about the continent she was from. But it was nice that people knew at least that much about Litches. Especially since this boy didn't seem to know anything at all! "Yis. I moved here just thees year. So I em steel very new here." Inspired momentarily, she waved her hand all around to elaborate. "All of thees ees new! Not een a bed way, though. I could almost like thees place. Eet ees very...bright. End warm."
She was about to make a snide reply about how people around here sound funny when she registered what exactly he'd said. Why did people around here sound weird? Now there was a question she had never thought to ask! "I guess eet ees because you do not use the same words? End you mispronounce them all the time. I theenk eet ees part of your eccent to mispronounce them. Then again..." she shrugged again, "people say my eccent mispronounces theengs. But they are wrong, because I em right." There was a twinkle in her eye at that joke. As an adult passed by, she held up her bucket. "Treeck or treat!" She looked in her bucket. Score! She'd gotten the orange and black bat plushie!
Though not normally one to consider wanton violence or vandalism, Binhdi was sorely tempted as a rock was handed over to her as a trick or treating prize. Instead, she made herself smile and say thank you before turning sharply away to wonder aloud at what some people were thinking.
As she walked along, she saw a bat blush that looked an awful lot like the live bat currently following her and squeaking happily. Clearly this was fate at work. Scooping the plush up off the ground, she put it into her bucket for safe-keeping.
Points: 11 October 13: Adeline (1) + Ashylnn (1) + Gilby (1) October 14: Zahneel (1) + Binhdi (1) October 15: Coralie (1) + Binhdi (1) October 16: Coralie (1) + Adelinde (1) + Ashlynn (1) October 17: Gilby (1)
He listened, thinking... He supposed he realized people talked different in other places, but he hadn't really thought about it before. Vaden sounded just like everyone around here... did that mean that real Geists talked like demons? Huh. He'd have to ask Vaden about it... the last thing he wanted was to stick out like a sore thumb because he talked differently. Ganymede had full intentions to go to one of the Geist cities when he was done with schooling, he just didn't know which one he wanted to go to.
"I don't like the cold." He commented absently, still thinking about his own little turmoil. "Well my big brother is a real Geist from Zayen and he talks just like everyone here too so maybe you really are the one sayin' it wrong." He shrugged, then mimicked her "trick-or-treat!" towards the adult... Who might have overheard him say "real geist" and thus, deposited a candy and a plushie out of pity before continuing on their way. Not that Gany realized they were pity treats. It was the first time he got something good all night! Finally! (Well, except for the Flitterat.)
Heart attack successfully averted, Neptune put a paw over his heart as he sighed and tried to collect himself... The nezubat decided to just attach itself to the back of his necklace, which pulled the little sea glass ball up against his throat. Welp. At least it wasn't a heavy nezubat... He then jumped a little as Sara began scolding pestilence, he hadn't even noticed the kidden had gotten into his pail!
Oh no, she ate one of the terrible turnips! A wave of guilt washed over him, that probably wasn't very good for her. "I-- I'm sorry S-Sara...!" He squeaked, not really hearing her own apology. "I d-d-didn't notice I'd dropped my p-pail! I h-hope Pestilence is o-okay..." He gathered it back up again, not even noticing the new bag of skull candies that had found it's way inside during the mayhem.
By this point, Xeno's bucket was starting to get heavy--but there was no way he was calling it quits for the night. When prompted, Dad said it had only been ten minutes. Ten minutes! But so much had happened!
"Would you like to play a game, Xeno, or do more trick-or-treating?" Jurvik asked.
Xeno hesitated. Games? Games were fun. He liked games, and he was pretty sure that if he played more games he'd get cooler prizes. But on the other hand, no one talked about playing games on Haunted Hallows. No, they talked about trick-or-treating, and it was trick-or-treating he wanted to do! "Trick-or-treat," he said promptly.
Jurvik smiled. "We can definitely do that. I think most of the trick-or-treating is over there." He gently led his son further along the path to an area clustered with tables, booths, tents, and rings of chairs. Some people had decorated their areas, others not so much. But all of it looked enticing! Xeno held out his pail to a likely looking adult. "Trick-or-treat!" he trilled.
Candy corn landed in his bucket this time. "Thank you!"
The next booth was, perhaps, Zahneel's favorite thus far. Small, pretty bags of yummy treats. Granted, she wasn't super fond of candy corn, but her nose was telling her that this was the good stuff. And the little bow was so cute!
Really, it was going to be such a shame when she eventually broke down and ate the candy.
Points: 12 October 13: Adeline (1) + Ashylnn (1) + Gilby (1) October 14: Zahneel (1) + Binhdi (1) October 15: Coralie (1) + Binhdi (1) October 16: Coralie (1) + Adelinde (1) + Ashlynn (1) October 17: Gilby (1) + Zahneel (1)
Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2015 11:48 am
No pumpka yet, then, but all of the literature pointed towards them being tricky creatures. She'd just have to keep being patient, waiting for one to show up. In the meantime, the trick was to keep pressing on, keep blending in. She pulled her straw hat on tighter over her head and continued through the fair.
Out here there were games, and pretty tempting looking games as well. Did she want to play the squirt gun race? No, wait, that was a pair game. Or maybe the matching game? Dart throwing? Ring toss? Bowling? Heck if she knew! But oh, over there, there was an obstacle course! She walked over to it and the smiling Demon at the entrance. "So how do we do this?" she asked.
The Demon's tail flicked. "You leave your bucket with us--I assure you, nothing will befall it--and you run through the course. If you get through it in one minute, you win a prize!"
Callessa looked over the course. It wasn't that big. She set her bucket down and held out her hand. "Deal!"
The Demon nodded and shook her hand. "Timer starts...now!"
Callessa took off through the course, her hat flying off behind her.
She did remarkably well--as she reached the end of the course, the Demon shouted out "TIME!" She trotted back around the course to the entrance. The Demon shook her hand heartily. "Nicely done! One minute exactly! Here you go!" They handed her her bucket and a giant lollipop.
No pumpka yet, then, but all of the literature pointed towards them being tricky creatures. She'd just have to keep being patient, waiting for one to show up. In the meantime, the trick was to keep pressing on, keep blending in. She pulled her straw hat on tighter over her head and continued through the fair.
Out here there were games, and pretty tempting looking games as well. Did she want to play the squirt gun race? No, wait, that was a pair game. Or maybe the matching game? Dart throwing? Ring toss? Bowling? Heck if she knew! But oh, over there, there was an obstacle course! She walked over to it and the smiling Demon at the entrance. "So how do we do this?" she asked.
The Demon's tail flicked. "You leave your bucket with us--I assure you, nothing will befall it--and you run through the course. If you get through it in one minute, you win a prize!"
Callessa looked over the course. It wasn't that big. She set her bucket down and held out her hand. "Deal!"
The Demon nodded and shook her hand. "Timer starts...now!"
Callessa took off through the course, her hat flying off behind her.
Soon enough, it was Ashlynn's turn at the fishing game that Gilby had picked up. Recklessly dropping the hook into the bucket, the chimera didn't bother with slow and steady, she began reeling in the moment she felt the tiniest hint of resistance and grinned as a chocolate bar came up.
Chuckling, she watched her small offspring's eyes go wide.
"Don't worry, baby. I'll share with you and your brother."
Points: 13 October 13: Adeline (1) + Ashylnn (1) + Gilby (1) October 14: Zahneel (1) + Binhdi (1) October 15: Coralie (1) + Binhdi (1) October 16: Coralie (1) + Adelinde (1) + Ashlynn (1) October 17: Gilby (1) + Zahneel (1) + Ashlynn (1)
As what looked like old gum was dropped into her bucket at the next booth, Adelinde couldn't help the tiny sigh that burst out of her. Someday, she decided, she was going to track down all the people who sold the stuff, buy out their supplies and then burn the stuff.
Her revengeful thoughts were interuppted as she noticed a cardboard box nearby that had started to shake. Arching an eyebrow, the baphomet wondered if she should go find someone in charge and let them know, when a cream and golden head popped out and meowed at her. The bat she'd be-friended earlier poked it's head out from her hair and squeaked in response. At that, the cat crawled out of the box and made directly for Adelinde, it's purrs easily heard over the hum of the other trick or treaters.
Points: 13 October 13: Adeline (1) + Ashylnn (1) + Gilby (1) October 14: Zahneel (1) + Binhdi (1) October 15: Coralie (1) + Binhdi (1) October 16: Coralie (1) + Adelinde (1) + Ashlynn (1) October 17: Gilby (1) + Zahneel (1) + Ashlynn (1)
Iah gave the customary hello back before taking a great interest in one of the pamphlets that was next to the booth while Zillah and Vaden talked. It didn't quite mean he wasn't following the conversation. Zillah had hardly tagged along; it had taken forever to even convince her to step out of her dorm and he had practically dragged her nose out of her science books. Still he was glad Zillah was making friends. Yes friends, because zillah couldn't be crushing on him. Ugh Nine, why couldn't it be a cute junior boy...? Actually he probably would still be standing here trying to ignore Zillah and drilling holes into pamphlets. 
Lerin had to hide a smile; well she really hoped that was a girl spectre fox. Still had to hand it to a kid to give it a name like Stormy… “Well stormy it is then.” It seemed to like the name as well and she supposed that was all that mattered. It was then that frost got a bit too far for her liking again. She opened her mouth to tell him to come back but he seemed to realize it as well and curbed his forward advance.
When Kieran went up to the senior to collect more prank material, Pherein had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. The look on the seniors face when Kieran asked them for their gummy was absolutely priceless.
"Momma, momma, let's try this one," Gilby's voice called out as they spied another games booth. This one involved tiny fishing rods and it looked like so much fun!
Though not normally one to consider wanton violence or vandalism, Binhdi was sorely tempted as a rock was handed over to her as a trick or treating prize. Instead, she made herself smile and say thank you before turning sharply away to wonder aloud at what some people were thinking.
The next booth was, perhaps, Zahneel's favorite thus far. Small, pretty bags of yummy treats. Granted, she wasn't super fond of candy corn, but her nose was telling her that this was the good stuff. And the little bow was so cute! 
Soon enough, it was Ashlynn's turn at the fishing game that Gilby had picked up. Recklessly dropping the hook into the bucket, the chimera didn't bother with slow and steady, she began reeling in the moment she felt the tiniest hint of resistance and grinned as a chocolate bar came up. 
As what looked like old gum was dropped into her bucket at the next booth, Adelinde couldn't help the tiny sigh that burst out of her. Someday, she decided, she was going to track down all the people who sold the stuff, buy out their supplies and then burn the stuff.
