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 Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 10:54 pm
Jezebell resumed walking down the steps. She actually felt a bit more relaxed having Narciso at her side. It had less to do with the fact he was cute, and she'd have been totally blind if she had not noticed that beyond his ears and that darling little tails of his that he did infact have a more sensual sort of cuteness to him. It had more to do with the fact that Jezebell was no longer alone at the moment. Groups always provided extra protection as far as she was concerned, and Narciso didn't look like a push over. What with the eye patch and all. She did wonder how he got it. It had to have been a wrenching experience to lose and eye.
"Oh your right. I should ask more." She agreed as they descended the steps. "I do know she's here. Mills is a survivor and she's here all right." She nodded her head while glancing down the stairs. "I should ask more, that's why I stopped to ask you. It didn't have anything to do with your ears at all." She continued on down the stairs while attempting to focus her mind on the task at hand. It wasn't like she was an airhead. Jezebell did not miss the direction of Narciso eye, and she knew that yes...she was showing a rather great deal of leg. More so since her shorts had gotten torn up during her crawling through the Asylum itself. All the same, she was still pretty pleased that he was not the grossly lewd type like those her father worked with.
"Oh yes. Once the lock is in place I know I'll sleep more soundly. But only if I can really fix it. I'm not a locksmith or anything like that. I've never tried anything like this and I'm feeling anxious about making it work. The past few nights all I've done and ram a piece of wood as a wedge under the door and slept with it to my back." She continued on until they reached the next floor down. Jezebell moved to the door and opened it up to reveal a long and darkened hall. She waved Narciso to enter with her wrench holding hand.
"Well, I'd rather prefer to have a neighbor that I know, you know?" She replied with a wide grin. "And you wouldn't be so bad a neighbor I'm sure. I could come over and borrow a cup of sugar sometime even." Hey, if he was going to be playful then so was she! Chuckling softly she glanced down the hall to make sure no one was present.
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Posted: Sat May 21, 2011 11:40 pm
He let Jezebel move past him down the stairs then followed after the her taking the steps two at a time to catch up to her. If his tail was swaying a bit more than usual, it might have been because he was happy to be in good company. That was one good thing he had to admit about the Asylum… it housed many intriguing, and beautiful women.
He hoped for Jezebel's sake the other woman was still living. Though if this girl said Mills would be able to survive, then she must truly be strong. Still, it was strange, he thought, that they hadn't run into each other by now. And he wondered just how much of her time this "fixing things up" idea had taken up. It wasn't his business though, she could spend her time how she wanted. And if it somehow made this place a better place to live, then more power to her.
"Well is good you did stop to ask me; whether or not it had anything to do with my.. ears," he said with a chuckle. "You are quite good with tools and such then, yes? If was an easy job, everyone would have a lock. You have unique..skills then." At this, he wondered if any of his skills could be useful in this place. He didn't doubt they would at some point, though as of yet they had proved useless. He knew a few things about construction and handy tools, but not enough to make himself very useful like she was. And where the heck had she found a wrench? One thing he could do that might be useful; lock-picking. But that was not the same as lock-smithing, so he didn't bring it up.
As the door swung open, Narciso peered into the dark hallway before them. He hadn't been on this level oddly enough. He moved into the new hall, looking around at the doors on this floor, wondering what interesting things may lay behind them, not worrying a bit who may be around. "Ah, yes. I am sure I could loan you some sugar. For what are neighbors for if not that?" He chuckled as well, liking the feeling of it. "And I am sure you might be quite a good neighbor for me."
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 12:49 am
The hall seemed clear enough, but Jezebell kept her wrench out -just- in case something was lurking where she couldn't see it. That could happen. She'd seen others get tackled by things roaming the halls just cause they were a little less careful then she was. This castle really was a horrible and cursed place. All those rumors were true..and Jezebell wished desperately that Mills had never agreed tot hat dare.
Course if she hadn't she'd never have met the blue eared Narciso now would she? That may prove to have been worse all of this trouble. She hoped so. She'd hate to think that she'd spend the rest of her life regretting what she had done. "Hmmm..." She hummed softly and looked at Narciso when he mentioned her tools. She looked at her wrench a moment and frowned. "Well I know my way around most tools. I mean, I can't run a forklift or a jackhammer. But the basic handtools you can pick up in a hardware store. Yeah, I know how to use them, though I don't think of it as really unique. Just...tactically useful in a place like this." Jezebell turned to bat a wink at Narciso before spinning back to focus on the path they walked. "If nothing else, it'll be reassuring to have someone in the next room over I can call on if I'm in trouble. I really think it would be wiser, and safer, if we could collect people we could trust and fill in some of the rooms in a cluster. From what I've heard we can't actually fight the staff members. So a danger like that, it doesn't matter if your alone or in a group. It's the rest of the people here that are the danger, and we can do something about that. If I could only find Mills...she'd have a ton of great ideas I just know it." Jezebell turned down another hallway and pointed ahead at a string of small doors. "Here. These are single rooms that I think are supposed to be bedrooms. If not I don't see why they can't be converted. The three on the left are in better shape then the rest. You'll wanna pick a room out of there I think."
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2011 1:21 am
From the corner of his eye, he watched Jezebel as she started down the hall. She seemed wary, which was good. One had to be on one's guard in this place, never know what might come at you. Though he supposed he might be able to know a little ahead of time if something was coming. Perhaps.
Catching her wink, he smiled, shaking his head a little. "It is a unique skill for this place, for it seems actually very useful." He continued to watch her a moment before turning his attention to the doors down this hall. As he looked over everything, his eye gleamed golden in the dim light.
"You can definitely call on me if in trouble. I would never forgive myself if something happened while I was here. Ah, I agree… it would be wise for friends to live close. We are stronger in numbers, no?" He snorted softly, his eye narrowing as if he were angry. "Staff better not give me a reason to fight them. If was necessary, I might risk the consequences." His expression soften and he placed a hand gently on Jezebel's shoulder. "You will find her. And I will help bring people to live here, how's that?"
As the turned onto the next hall, Nar instinctively scanned the doors around them, letting himself relax fully after he'd had a good look. "And where is your room?" He moved toward the three doors she'd mentioned, turning the handle on the first and pushing the door open to reveal a barren room save for a cardboard box and what looked like a dead mouse. It was a fair size for a bedroom though.
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2011 7:58 pm
"It would be more useful if I had all my tools." Jezebel found herself lamenting under her breath softly. She glanced at her wrench as she considered all the other great tools she could be putting to use here right now. Jezebel turned a little to smile faintly at Narciso.
"I really appreciate that. I mean...all of it. Having someone nearby who can come help if I need it is reassuring. I also appreciate your help in finding other good people to live here too." Jezebel nodded her head and looked at the group of doors present "Thanks Narciso. I am sure I'll find her too, of that I've no doubt. Now...this is the room I've been staying in." Jezebell spoke as she moved to a door across from the one that Narciso had just opened. Pushing it open, she frowned at the slight squeak of the hinges.
Her room was just...full of things. Hinges and screws and bolts were piled in one corner. Most of them were pretty rusted but she had collected them anyways. Along the wall a series of metal poles and pieces of wood was stacked as neatly as possible. Jezebel walked over to the pile of screws and emptied out her pocket of her findings for the day, then pulled out the lock piece she had found. She turned to smile at Narciso and shrugged her shoulders a bit.
"I'm sort of...collecting raw materials. So if I ever get the tools I need, I can make things. Like an actual bed to start. Heh." With a faint shrug, she knees down and tucks her wrench into her right shoe. "Any requests?"
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