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 Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 7:19 pm
It was a rush day at work, customers were ordering the most complicated drinks, and every single one of them was on a time crunch. There was huffing, demanding, shouting, and a few flames were shot at one another. All the while, the poor baristas were sweating as they made coffee and tea drinks, warmed up sandwiches, and scooped up eyescream. Gene hated days like this - sure they were given extra money for rushes, but the stress of it all was not worth it. Some of her coworkers had stepped outside for cighoulettes, and now they were back.
It was the Doppelganger's turn for a flipping break. She pulled an espresso, and stormed off while taking a sip of the black gold. It was refreshing, nutty, and a punch in the face of flavor. It was heaven.
But heaven was stripped away from her when she tripped over a very drunken imp, sending her espresso flying.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 8:24 pm
So this was the maul. Sibyl stood in the middle of the walkway with her hands balled into fists and held against her hips, standing tall and pr--okay maybe not tall but proud and definitely curious. She'd never been to the maul before! All of her clothes were homemade, suitable for her natural climate. They had to be cheap considering sometimes she forgot things and left them behind or got them super wet and messy playing in the swamps. Amity didn't have large oceans like she had grown up in...
Maybe she should check out some stores? See what the big deal was? There were so many people around! Of all different kinds! Zombies, ghosts, demons, monsters..so many! Did Marzie ever come here? Maybe the two of them could go shopping! She'd like that, right?
She hummed and turned on her heel, eyes turned up toward the signs of the different stores around her. It was then that something very warm and very hot came flying at her from nowhere. Sibyl shrieked as the espresso collided with her defensively raised arms; her goal was to protect the precious seal pelt that was around her waist...
It proved to be a wasted effort. Sibyl watched with horror as coffee spilled all over the pelt, staining the translucent gray skin a disgusting brown color that it should only have been when she was wearing her fur.
Sibyl's eyes were wide, her jaw dropped. Her expression was one of pure horror.
"M..ah.." She couldn't make any words. All that would come out were strangled attempts at them.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 1:13 pm
Gene removed herself from the floor, completely pissed off at this turn of events. One, she lost her precious black gold in a cup and couldn't get another one because of company freaking policy. Two, the drunken imp was trying to get a feel up in. She kicked him with a boot that may have had the foot of living armor under it, sending the Demon flying. Little pervert.
Searching for where her airborne coffee went, Gene's eyes quickly found their target; a small, very flustered ghoul wearing rather rugged looking clothing. With espresso all over them.
Craaaaaaaaap.
The Doppelganger made her way over to the ghoul, snatching napkins from a monster who wasn't really paying much attention due to the affair he was having with his hot dog. Frantically, Gene started patting the coffee victim with the napkins, trying her best to absorb as much coffee as possible.
"Oh Jack I'm so sorry, so very sorry. Is anything ruined? I can buy you replacements, I'm so sorry. I tripped over and imp and holy crap I'm really sorry."
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 11:15 am
With trembling hands Sibyl slowly unwrapped the seal pelt from around her waist, large teal eyes brimming with tears that threatened to fall. Coffee dripped from the pelt as she held it out at arm's length, her entire body shaking with despair...and rage. She paid the ghost ghoul no mind, her entire attention on the pelt in her hands. The ruined pelt that reeked of some gross smelling brown drink. Suddenly a hand appeared in her line of vision, a frantic voice apologizing, but it was the hand that had her complete attention now. It was reaching in with napkins and touching her pelt! "DON'TTOUCHIT!" She shrieked with terror and backed away, the seal pelt hugged tightly against her chest and tears finally spilling down her cheeks. Sibyl glared at the ghost ghoul with a look of complete and utter betrayal, pained and agonized by what had been done to her skin. Her pelt. The most precious item in the whole wide world.
Was anything ruined? Was anything ruined?! "M-my pelt!" Sibyl wailed, burying her face against the soaking wet seal skin and collapsing into a sobbing mess.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 3:30 pm
Ooooooh crap. Crap crap crap crap crap. Gene knew she was screwed the second the ghoul started to threaten tears. When she suddenly tugged the pelt away, Gene's eyes and brow screwed up tight. Why...wouldn't she want her pelt spot cleaned? That was the best way to avoid stainage...
Wait. She's read about creatures like this before. Selkies, right? They could take seal form by putting on a seal skin.
Seal..skin. Like the thing the ghoul was clutching tight and sobbing all over.
Jacking jack. That thing had to be the most precious possession she owned, and Gene had gone and spilled coffee all over it.
"Umm...I'm really sorry. Is there anything I can do?" She put her hand out nervously, half extended to pat the ghoul's shoulder. She kept it in the air, feeling extremely awkward and outright not okay. This was all very, very bad.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 2:42 pm
At the ghoul's question Sibyl shook her head and just continued to sob into her seal skin. People were staring as they walked by, muttering to themselves and each other about the little selkie's behavior. Though when she was touched she gasped, her breath a soft shudder as she skid away a bit across the floor and stared up at the stranger ghoul with wide, tear-filled teal eyes. "I..I d-do-don't know! What is th-this s-st-ss-ss-stuff?!" Sibyl asked in a panic as she stared at the brown stains on her pelt. Maybe if she put it on and went for a swim? But there was no water here! Was there? Maybe a fountain? Did they have any of those here?
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 3:07 pm
"It's coffee; and it stains if it's not dealt with immediately. Umm...uh, I don't really know how to get it out of fur, though. Bleach would just damage it even further..." Crap. Now she was giving Gene the teary eyes, and the skittering from the Doppelganger's touch certainly didn't help.
Craaaap. She honestly had no clue what to say or do, and was herself on the verge of crying. Today was just way too stressful. "Umm..I could try to soak up all the excess coffee with these napkins, though? It would prevent any further staining, and then we could try to work on the existing stains?" Her voice was slightly panicked and cracking, tears threatening to spill all over her pretty blue face.
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2012 11:59 am
"IT STAINS?!" Sibyl cried out with horror and sobbed harder into her skin. No! Nononono! No stains! No icky smell! Nooooooo! Maybe..maybe if she just washed it? She did wash it every now and then maybe they just needed water yeah water would do the trick totally yes auuuuuugh! The ghoul's offer to soak up the coffee with napkins seemed to only enrage the distraught little Selkie. "No! Don't touch it! You've done enough..." Sibyl whimpered and buried her face against the pelt again. "I-I'll do it myself." She sniffed, holding a hand out for the napkins. No touching! None! Normally Sibyl would have tried to help the ghoul who was on the verge of tears but right now? In this situation? She felt no pity. It was very unlike her.
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 4:01 pm
"Uh..okay. Here, take them." She put the napkins in the selkie's little hand, glancing around to make sure no one was watching. They all seemed completely preoccupied with their garbage food, which was good for them. Gene hated making a spectacle out of herself.
Paying attention to the ghoul in front of her again, Gene's mind began running at gear five. How did animals clean themselves in nature? They got in the water. So...if she just slipped the skin on an got into a body of water, they could clean the pelt, yes? Right, so she just needed to find a body of water. Where would the closest one be? There was the spa, the hot tub store, the fountain, the in maul swamp-
The Fountain. The ghoul was small enough to fit into the fountain, yes? She should be. "Hey, listen sweetie, once you get all that excess coffee off, why don't you put on your pelt and take a swim? There's a nice big fountain not too far from here; water should get it out, right? That's how these nature things work...right?" She was giving Sibyl big puppy eyes, pleading for some guidance.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 3:28 am
Sniffing, Sibyl uttered a quiet 'thank you' as she took the napkins from the ghoul and began dabbing gingerly at her pelt. She sniffed again, her shoulders shaking with a shuddering sob that she was trying to hold in while she busied herself with trying to dry her pelt. She didn't give a darn if anyone was watching. Let them see the ghoul that dare ruin a Selkie's pelt! Let them! Judge her.What terrible thoughts. Sibyl visibly paused when she realized they were popping up in her head. They didn't sit well with her...but she couldn't help it. Is this what being angry was like? She couldn't remember a time where she had ever been truly upset. Mild annoyance happened in any family, especially when one has as many siblings as she does, but anger? There was that one time during Mister Aymet's little adventure thing but...other than that..she couldn't think of a time. It was mind boggling! The suggestion she put on her pelt and swim was met with a bit of hesitation. On any other given day she'd have already been stripped and changed by now, but with the coffee... Her gaze drifted to the ghoul and then her pelt again. She was trying to make things better. She was trying very hard, and Sibyl could see she did feel bad for what she had done. Good. She should. Finally Sibyl sighed and nodded. "That could work...where is it?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2012 5:21 pm
Gene was still feeling really crappy and pathetic and awful. The small 'thank you' helped a small bit, but she was still pretty much having Halloween's largest pity party inside her head.
"Um...just follow me." She began to float in the direction of the fountain, head hung and twirling her hair. "So...what's your name?"
May as well try to make this a little less awkward and awful.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 11:33 am
She stood, clutching her pelt protectively against her chest so as to prevent any further harm from coming to her most precious possession. Sibyl was quiet, her only sounds being her sniffling and the occasionally shuddered sob that she was trying desperately to hold in. "S-Sibyl.." She muttered, her gaze on the floor. "Yours?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 8:44 pm
"Genevieve." Still a little racked by the ghoul's sobs, she took a tissue from her pocket and handed it to the Selkie.
"Sibyl's a pretty name, do you know what it means?" Gene had no clue what it meant, nor that of her own name. That...would be something to look into.
"So, Sibyl, is there anything I can do to make up for this? Buy you lunch, do your homework, play a videogame with you?" Because that's what scarelings did, right?
Wait...she was a scareling, wasn't she?
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Posted: Fri Sep 07, 2012 8:43 pm
The tissue was accepted and Sibyl blew her nose with it in a most unladylike gesture. She sniffed, hiccuped once, and then wiped at her nose again with the tissue. She'd be okay. It'd be all right. Just a swim in the fountain and her pelt would be good as new...yes.. Right..? "I-I don't. S'just a pretty name? My momma named me so...does Genevieve mean anything?" She figured they might as well attempt to fix their terrible introduction. Sibyl didn't want to hate anyone but...well...she did kind of deserve it. A lot. Sibyl did perk up when she heard the sound of water. The fountain was close! They were almost there! Her first instinct was to run to it and just dive in but her manners got the better of her for the moment. "A videogame?" Sibyl looked up at Genevieve, confused.
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Posted: Sat Sep 08, 2012 9:18 pm
More family talk. Gene sort of disliked family talk, seeing as she had no parents, siblings, or even a creeper uncle. She'd just poofed into existence one day, and that was that. "No, not that I know of. It's the name of a character from human mythology, so I kind of just took it on."
Oh, they were at the fountain. Good. Now the ghoul could wash off and Gene could get back to work and everything would be slightly less stressful. She looked down to Sibyl when she asked a question, getting a piqued eyebrow and an agape mouth as an initial response.
This little ghoul...had no understanding of a videogame?
"Yeah, a videogame. Lots of bright colors and sounds and stuff that you control. They're usually hooked up to a skelevision, but there's a scarecade around here too with a bunch that don't need a skelevision."
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