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 Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 3:39 pm
None could accuse Ellie Spectre of being an optimist.
After her little trip to the moon, it had left the blonde a bit on the anxious side. ********* had reported back that the mirror had indeed been transported to the Earth. Perhaps a part of her that still respected the Moon Kingdom thought that stealing from the palace was an unforgivable sin. Perhaps it more had to do with the fact the Mirror itself had been used to access a nightmare-world in another dimension.
Either way, the situation did not bode well with the tomboy.
Rather than sit back and stew over it (since the cat seemed to avoid side-picking), Ellie decided to do the next best thing.
She arrived at 17 Waverly in a simple white tank top and torn jeans with a red bandana covering her headband. Rather than take up a booth, she made her way to the bar and sat down. She leaned her head out, as if looking for that damned restaurant owner.
Can't get through to the b*tch? Talk to the b*tch's older brother!
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 5:28 pm
Noah was frantically scrambling around as usual with his waist apron pockets filled with odds and ends and his messy hair and five o'clock shadow in full 'neglected' mode.
He blew by Ellie, and then slid back with both hands planted on the counter on either side of her, his crooked grin taking over his face with youthful mischief.
"Back for another round?" He taunted. His last memory was her challenging his ability to make his specialty hot sauce up to her standards. He had been blissfully unawares of the nightmares plaguing the city, somehow managing to be stupidly immune to it all. And he had heard nothing of his sister's endeavors with the mirror.
"I was afraid I'd scared you off and you'd been hiding. A cowardly chicken like so many I slathered hot sauce too strong for the delicate and girlish palette of one Miss Ellie Spectre."
Mocking swoon pose go.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 5:39 pm
Ellie's mouth could have formed a grin as crooked with mischief, almost a reflection of the man's expression.
It could have, but alas, it did not mirror his expression. Instead, her lips were stretched out in a huge straight line that seemed to lack in amusement.
"...Don't make me go back there and punch ya in th'face..." she warned with a scowl on her face. Setting her elbows on the counter, she propped her head up as if it was too much of a burden to hold it up on her own any longer.
"I've jus' been busy... apparently playin' babysitter to yer sister.... or whatever that b*tch is t'ya..."
Her eyes glanced to the counter before she added "...get me some Jalapeno poppers and some of that hot sauce... then I need to talk to ya 'bout that b*tch..."
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 7:32 pm
Noah stopped and stood up, his grin dampening until his lips were pursed to the side and he regarded Ellie with uneasy and narrow eyed suspicion.
"And why are you babysitting my sister?" Was his first question. It was kind of a double whammy. One, Zia was his responsibility and two, it's not like she got on with Ellie in any kind of agreeable way.
He felt kind of left out and confused all at once.
"Yeah, hold on," He murmured, scribbling her an order ticket so someone could ring up the meal and disappearing behind the counter, where he promptly informed his partner he was going on a break.
He returned with her food, and walked around the counter to take the stool next to hers.
"What the ******** is going on with my sister?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2014 7:49 pm
Ellie remained in the stool, head perched upon hands. She turned to Noah as he sat down, considering the explanation she needed to give.
"...b*tch contacted ********* recently... bugged her 'bout hijackin' me fer somethin'..."
Her eyes caught upon the poppers and soon enough she lifted her head (as if it was a great burden) so she could grab a few and dunk them into the sauce. Tossing them into her mouth and chewing, she seemed to mellow out briefly. It was something to temporarily take her mind off the frustrations involving that damned mirror.
"...well, apparently she needed me fer somethin' on th'moon... yeah... that's a thing now by the way..." A chew and a sigh. "Short version is there was some sh*t with a mirror and she stole said mirror from th'Moon Palace..."
Popping a couple more poppers in her mouth, she asked "...on a scale of 1-10, one bein' sane and ten bein' tossed in a mental hospital... how f*cked up does this sh*t sound?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2014 2:22 pm
Noah's eyes lidded and he seemed to relax. With one elbow leaning on the counter his other arm raised in a huge shrug as he leaned back and took the opportunity to stretch his shoulders.
"Iunno, like a three? Mirrors and moon s**t is kind of her typical weirdness and mind you," He glanced around before leaning forward and speaking in a more hushed tone, although it was harsh and indignant. "It hasn't been that long since I got kidnapped. To Mars. By a ******** talkin' magical scroll."
He sat upright again and shrugged.
"So some freaky mirror s**t doesn't seem too far off the usual radar. So why'd they need you?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2014 5:14 pm
Gold eyes were indignantly focused upon the man as he seemed to lack any sense of urgency. Rather than speak right away. she dunked a couple poppers into the sauce and then popped them in her mouth, chewing in the side of her mouth as she continued to practically glare at Noah.
"Yer sister is messin' with sh*t she shouldn't be..." she grumbled as she added one more popper into her mouth.
When she finally swallowed the food, she gave Noah a more in depth explanation.
"It's very off th'radar when it's a f*ckin' room sealed off by magic... you don't seal off a room like that if the contents are harmless! Th'only reason we got in was because it needed a Royal... and a bit of yer sister's magic too."
Heaving a sigh and ruffling her own hair, she added "...it apparently is a sort of gateway to a sort of nightmare world or whatever... somethin' from Zirconia's dimension."
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Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2014 6:02 pm
Yer sister is messin' with sh*t she shouldn't be...
"Yeah, what else is new?" Noah snorted and leaned his chin into his hands, suddenly taking on a bitter pout as he began recalling his teenage angst. Princess Zia was always above the rules and above reproach growing up, but it didn't make her any less of an a*****e to deal with just because daddy defended her from consequences.
He taped his fingers to the counter surface and let them linger there.
"Yeah sealed off by magic sounds pretty hard core," He conceded. "What am I supposed to do about it?"
He spoke too quickly and snapped back to attention. "Wait, do you know something about that? Because she won't tell me jack about that s**t."
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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2014 8:31 pm
Ellie looked at Noah from the corner of her eyes, considering his inquiry. "I only know what I learned from that trip to the moon... and can piece together some connections by sh*t I knew ahead of time."
With her hands free of snack foods, she placed her point finger from each hand on the counter, tips touching each other. "There are connections... similarities between this dimension and th'one that Zirconia is from... the most obvious ones I know is that there was a Moon Kingdom there and one here too. The newest thing I am guessin' at 'ere is... that where as in this dimension there is a dream world, over there they have a nightmare world."
At this point she dragged the two fingers further away from each other. "I think that's where some of the similarities start to break off. Thanks to that damned mirror, we were put in contact with... I guess the Priestess who watches an' regulates that nightmare world. Based off th'conversation, things are very different. I guess that th'Black Moon Kingdom never went through a reincarnation cycle... but at th'same time... they also don't have smaller worlds like th'asteroids that had senshi serving them."
Pulling her hands away from the counter, the girl's golden eyes lingered upon the surface where her fingers had just been resting. With a sigh, she looked to Noah. "I want ya t'keep an eye on that sister of yers... report t'me if anything suspicious happens. It's one thing fer yer sister t'piss me off... it's another fer her to piss off a Priestess from another dimension that has an abundance of magic t'spare."
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 8:21 pm
"Parallel universe tends to imply that sort of thing, yes," Noah countered the explanations with a jokingly over the top snooty voice.
Apparently the inability to take things seriously ran in the family like a terrible genetic disease.
He did seem to actually listen as Ellie made her request and stated her reasons. He drummed his fingers on the counter, twisting his lower lip in thought. "Yeah okay," He finally said. He could text Zia to casually get her on board from Sunday dinner and weasel his way into a few more meet ups from there.
"I gotta tell ya," He said, reaching over in an attempt to pilfer a popper, "Nightmare world, evil priestess, black moon, this s**t sounds like a load of B-movie horror-cheese.""
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 8:47 pm
Alas, Noah's attempts were met by a fist pounding against his hand.
"No! You got more in th'back... I'm payin' fer these!" At times, she truly was her father's daughter.
Perhaps the fist was payment for his prior tone. Either way, the blonde explained "...that's only because ya weren't there... it was... intense... if only ya saw the contempt in that woman's eyes... you'd understand what we're actually dealin' with... though, I wouldn't recommend dealin' with that woman again..."
There was a pause as she took one of her final poppers up to her fingers and let it linger before her lips.
"...either way... thank ya... I honestly didn't know where t'go... since ********* doesn't seem t'think there's anythin' wrong..."
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2014 6:48 pm
Noah withdrew his hand with a very unmanly yelp. But he shook off the pain and he endured.
"Hm..." He at least seemed to seriously consider what she was saying, talking about whoever the hell this mystery woman was and if she hated them so much...
"No, it's no problem," Noah assured her. "I know my sister, she's a lot like our dad. She'll set everything on fire to get what she wants if no one takes away the matches. I don't know why she gets away with so much s**t, but."
He shrugged.
"I'll think of some way to poke my nose in. No worries."
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2014 7:00 pm
The final popper was shoved past her lips as Noah explained his sister's behavior history. Based off of how his witch of a sister always acted, she couldn't say she was surprised.
"...so she's a pyro-princess... figuratively speakin'... great t'know that th'cat just keeps showin' her how t'get into my f*ckin' house..."
She couldn't help but groan as she finally went for the complimentary glass of water, tilting the glass once it was in front of her lips (screw straws). "I appreciate it though, Noah..."
Setting the glass down, she extended a hand towards the older man in a fist. Gratitude in the form of a fist-bump, if he at least understood the gesture.
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2014 7:12 pm
"Yeah, that's unfortunate," Noah coughed in regards to how the cat-girl and the cat-cat kept invading Ellie's space, but his tone kind of suggested that she wasn't going to her his help on that issue.
"No problem," He added, and would have been forever offended had he ever known it was considered he may not know what a fist bump was.
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