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 Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 6:10 pm
Jove was very pleased with his ability to remain in the log. At least until she dropped it and picked up the other end, which dumped him on his back. But he was more surprised at the patched face that now peered into the log at him, as opposed to the bare bones and lipless teeth he was expecting.
For a minute he even thought she wasn't so scary. Until she threatened him outright. She was going to eat him... She was going to definitely eat him. It was time to get out.
He began to flail inside the log, wiggling and squirming frantically so he could get out and not get eaten, but his fluff was working against him. He didn't have enough room to twist around and scramble back to his feet. All he could do was twist and writhe around pathetically. It figured, he would finally decide he had to get out and he was completely unable to move. He was well and truly stuck until the log reached it's destination.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 9:33 am
Her tail twitched as she walked, arms quite unhappy with her for having to pull the log along in her less-capable body. The shoving in her canid form had been much more convenient, though she was making more progress the way she was going about it at that time. In fact, eventually the log was pulled out of the trees and slowly towards the dorms.
It simply meant instead of going over rocks, the log was being slid across the grass as much as she could possibly allow for it. Sadly some less-soft ground was required for some portions and it would cause a horrible scraping noise. Her ears didn't approve of it. However, there wasn't much else she could do.
The ball of fluff hiding in her log wasn't really getting out of it, and she herself was finding herself with a new conundrum. It had taken a while, but now as she stood outside of the undead dorms, she stared at the door, then realized she had to figure out how to get the log up the stairs. Getting it in the door had been less of a pain than it could have been, fortunately able to multitask in holding it open and pushing her new find inside..
....
.....
But the stairs had been a lot of pushing on her part and a bit of jerking.
Jerking up two flights of stairs. Not the top floor for the vampires, but certainly she had enough class to get something nice for her rooming.
What was waiting in her room would probably garner a whole new panic, however. Indeed, once the log stopped moving completely, all there was..
...
was fog. Massive amounts of it.
Had she teleported Jove back to the island?
Sitting on her bed, Shehk sighed.
"Alright, you might want to come out now while my door is still open."
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 12:50 pm
The moment the log was let go, it fell down to it's natural horizontal position, and dumped Jove over onto his head. And for once this was a beneficial position to be in. He was able to scramble to his feet and begin a zoom out of the log, only to realize he couldn't see anything past it's entrance. He had only a narrow view coming into the undead dorms and up those terrible, jostling stairs, so the poor little ghost wasn't entirely sure where he was.
So his frantic zoom stopped before it had truly begun, and he tentatively poked his nose out. This didn't look very good at all.
After a minute cowering just inside the lip of the log, he slowly put one foot out, and withdrew it as the fog swirled across the floor. Perhaps it would be safer to take his chances inside the log.
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Posted: Fri Jul 29, 2011 11:41 pm
Shehk sat on the log and stared for a long time at it, waiting to see if the little doggie inside of it would finally come out. Nuk Jr sat at her side, growling as his tail twitched from side to side, somehow knowing that somehow...
somehow..... there was something in the room that wasn't supposed to be there. The tiny skinwalker-esque creature jumped off of the bed, it's bones rattling as he walked over to the log and sniffed at it. Unlike Shehk herself, all Jove would get from Nuk Jr was bone. No glowing, no fur. Just bone. He was a lot less gentle than Shehk as as well, immediately snapping at the little ghostie.
Sadly, Shehk wasn't meaning for the boil to be terrorized, but there was also that fact that Shehk didn't even know that the canid in the log was actually a student..
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or a boil. She hadn't been butt sniffing it up to see.
"Junior. Stop that." her voice was bland. Not very authoritative, but the skinwalker obeyed, jumping up onto the bed again obediently and setting his head on the pricolici's lap. Shehk pet it absentmindedly.
"You can't stay in there forever, you know."
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 6:08 pm
Jove reacted to the new growling by retreating ever so slightly back into the log, and he was caught unawares by the sudden skulled creature that shoved it's head into the log and began snapping it's bare jaws. He growled back, high pitched and frightened, his eyes glowing and his needle-like teeth bared threateningly at the new attacker. This one would have gotten him had it not been called off, it was small enough to crawl right in there with him and bite him until he was broken and bleeding.
Suddenly the log was not looking so safe...
As he heard the clattering of bones withdraw he crept to the very edge once again, still showing his teeth, his face dark and eyes glowing. The ghost peered out. Again all he could really see was fog, and the dim shapes nearby... With the speed of one who should have been recruited to track team long ago, he zoomed out towards the closest safe shape he could see. Which put him immediately under Shehk's bed and the threatening creatures before he could even register their location.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 6:24 pm
Unfortunately, two other creatures lived underneath Shehk's bed. However, they both had very fuzzy faces and wagging tails. Hati looked at the little ghost and yipped a bit, her ears alert before she crawled over and began to lick the little wisp.
A mother, that one. Not that Shehk had any of the pups laying around. She made a point to not have the pups laying around. Those things were trip-over-able. But if nothing else, Shehk's room was an infestation of creatures. Nuk Jr sat on the bed with his master, the pricolici patting the skinwalker's side before she got up and crossed the room, propping the door slightly open before she went to sit at her desk.
Purposely leaving an escape route open? Perhaps.
But she didn't comment on the little critter scurrying about her room in a wild panic. Really, she could have released him outdoors if he'd stopped hiding from her sooner. It would have been less of a pain. But NoooOooOOoo. He'd wanted to staaayyyyyy.
However, Skoll and Hati weren't helping.
Shehk whistled, a shrill sound, beckoning the pair over to her. They ran to her eagerly, nearly trampling the ghost in their wake.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 6:42 pm
The little pup tried to backpedal,but he only got caught up in his own fluff and ended up sitting still for the mothering dog-kisses. He had a sense he was about to be eaten before a whistle pierced through his ears and the two creatures under the bed darted out, catching him underfoot.
Sensing his safe place was not as safe as it seemed, he ran the opposite direction from where Shehk was opening the door and ended up zooming along the wall like a dusty little greyhound rabbit. He seemed to pass the occasional odd thing as he ran frightened, a rock with moss, potted plant, something dead... but by the time he approached the door from the other side he had lost track of the ghoul and her creatures. To be on the safe side, he turned around, and then darted right back into the log where he came from.
It appeared he was right back where he started. Plus some dust, and saliva from his impromptu hair-restyling.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 7:42 pm
Shehk watched as Jove ran from one place to nearly out her door, sighing a bit. Really..? Really? She tapped a pen on her desk a couple of times before turning to start writing again...
DEAR DECEBAL -
THERE IS A SMALL CREATURE IN MY ROOM THAT WON'T GO AWAY.
Okay, she didn't actually write that in her letter, but it would have been funny. At least until it turned into one of her 'wordvomit' letters that annoyed the vampire so much. He had always told her that her ability to write letters was lacking, so she would have to try and be good and not write him crappy a** letters.
Even if that effort would only be extended to two other people beyond him. It wasn't an important thing, after all. She only wrote to Decebal...and occasionally a letter that would never be sent to...
....
well, it didn't matter. There was a pause as she got up from her desk and walked back over to the log, heaving it up off of the floor with some effort, walking over to the door and tipping it to try and slide the ghost boil out.
"Out out out out..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 10:51 am
Jove thought his demise was at hand when the log was hoisted up, but instead of being upended into the maw of a hungry undead wolf creature, he found himself sliding out and onto the smooth floor of a hallway that smelled of death and rotting flesh. Without knowing which way to go, he zoomed away as fast as he possibly could in whatever open direction he could find.
Thankfully he found the stairs, and half ran, half rolled down the steps. They were still tricky for a critter his size... And there was no way to go but down farther once he hit the first landing.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 11:21 am
Finally.
Just..
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Finally
Shehk seemed to sigh with relief now that her nuisance of a visitor had been somehow released out of her care. She was sure it was someone's pet and they'd be out looking for them soon enough (so she wouldn't have to lie and say she hadn't seen them/hadn't eaten them), but it had been a pain.
A real pain. Shehk finally closed the door and moved the log back to where it was meant to live, returning to desk to actually start putting some serious work into that letter she'd been trying to start previously. She'd probably not mention the incident in her room in the least.
Because it was over and done with.
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