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 Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2022 7:07 am
Once more she found herself in the graveyard. Something about it just attracted Eris. Maybe it was the fact it was so quiet. It was peaceful. She drained people while they visit, acting like a ghost herself. Just a quick touch to the backs of their necks and she's gone, never taking much. Tonight had yielded no visitors thus far. It was about eleven PM though. There was still time. She went to her favorite perch, a large, nearly dead tree whose branches hung heavily over the mausoleum in the center of the place. Sometimes she was on the mausoleum itself, but tonight she was in the mood to hide within the tangle of dead limbs and branches. It was hard to see her, since her uniform was very dark blues and purples.
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2022 9:16 am
Of all the places for his wisps to have gotten loose!! Albite was all for playing hide n seek, n yeah, his blorbious orbs needed to get some energy out, but this - here - THIS HERE - was NOT the place he wanted to play! One, it was too close to midnight! Two, it was past his orbies bed time! Three, spoopy, just, hella ******** spooky, ohgod did that tree move, was that an owl or an -- For a little while, Albite forgot he was an Eternal Senshi of The Negaverse entierly, and instead? He became an episode of scoobydoo, no murders or mysteries to solve, nope , just ghost lights to hunt in near pitch blackness. He was particularly careful to snatch one of the twin bea's outside of a gravestone. Saw another light loam further ahead near a tree -- Made a beeline for it, just incase another one of his floomphy little glow brats decided to make some grand escape into another plane of existence.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2022 3:48 am
Her eye got drawn to a moving ball of light. It was interesting. She jumped down from her spot, landing with hardly a sound before moving toward it with almost just as silent footsteps. "What are you, little spirit?" She whispered as she tried to get closer. That's when she felt the presence of another. Her head tipped to one side when she spotted him, also coming toward the glowing ball. So she stepped back into the shadows again, still very much visible if he was paying attention. He seemed tense. Was this little spirit his? Where did he get such a creature? That's what she wanted to know. Eris was very much oblivious to most of the happenings going on in their faction. She had no allies in this Negaverse. She was simply a part of it. Filling her quota for Metallia. "Is this yours?" Eris' voice would float out from beneath the shadows of large and tall tombstones and statues.
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Posted: Fri Apr 22, 2022 10:16 pm
The orbs made wispful halos about the spot Erie had been, gleamed in and out and then sat; pleasant as fireflies, slowly awaiting their inevitable capture. N on his end? No attention was paid, to auras or ambushes, friends or foes. Albites bank accounts ran in the red where any of his attention was concerned, it was all negatives straight down…. Eapescially when he was so focused on tracking his scattering of glowing brethren that he completely missed the slip of shadow that blended in amongst tree n stone. He sure as ******** didn’t miss that voice tho! *Is what whose!?* a wild thought that came out as little more than a hiccoughed squeak n prayer for salvation. He wished he had a flashlight, a firehose, he had neither though!! But he did have orb - definitely orb — and whatever of his babies he’d managed to gather? Ended up chucked straight towards the sound. “Show yourself zombie-bride!! Unless you’re a ghost! In which case!?” And his brain stalled as he shouted into the shadows while frozen in place, his answers to ghosts had been the one single thing —- And he wasn’t getting any free exorcisms in a graveyard, probably?
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2022 4:39 am
The names had Eris rolling her eye and she came into the light, what light there was, and just looked at him, with her arms crossed under her chest. He seemed so overdramatic. Was this who their side was recruiting nowadays? She was a dark figure in a dark area, and her skin seemed to glow in the low lighting. It was the only thing noticeable on her unless one was right in front of her. "I would rather you call me a witch, rather than a ghost or zombie-bride." Her tone was fairly flat, her expression unimpressed. "I'm none of these things, of course. I am Eris. Senshi of Discord, and you and your... cute little companion seemed to have found where I do my hiding."
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2022 11:19 pm
“Yeah, but you’re too pretty to be a witch…..….” He took the whole scene in, *slowly*, slid to a halt and pondered for a time while he picked her details out of the darkness; akin to watching a full moon rise outta a pitch black pond, while considering that maybe witches could be hot too? “Unless, are we talking Oz or Wicked?” Did that make a difference, Albite seemed to make an attempt at waving off the buss of his own loud outspoken thoughts — failed miserably; even as his sweet orb danced figure eights, like the worlds most careless little firefly. “Or wait — are you sure you aren’t the Senshi of Witches? Cause that’d be badass - not that discord isn’t, it totally is! Just, like, *idunno*, vampires or where-wolves (not to be confused with WhyWolves! That was an important distinction!) or…” and her Senshidom was overwhelmingly obvious as the outline of bat wings hanging off her hips; swaying where a bow shoulda been; black in black that blended like ichor. It was Triply so now that she was telling him! *And of course there was an aura to pay attention to!!* But Albite so rarely ever bothered to sense out such things, and not with how worried he’d initially been for his gentle glowy babies. Seeing a friend though? Ally? Sister! For sure! “Not that it matters, really, s’just ideas. M’sorry if the glorby bothered you though Eris, silly little thing gets away so easy. Mind of its own n all that…” did he dare ask why she was doing her haunting — hiding!! — in the middle of a graveyard? No, nope, not his business! Even if head dying to kn—ooo nope not dying to know! Just beckoning his wisp back with his eyessss - except staring at the damn thing didn’t make it any more compliant. Extraplanar brat that it was.
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