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 Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2012 5:20 pm
Amrita stayed curled up in her misery, content to sit there and cry into the sleeves of Israfel's coat. She missed him already; they hadn't been friends long but what they went through created a bond she'd never be able to express again...and now he was gone. She wouldn't be able to fight him on what was right or wrong, and she'd never have anoth opportunity to make things right with him. It was that, plus the memories of what happened to them in that little room and the relief of the rescue that kept the brownish, almost sludge like tears falling.
She heard her name and she almost didn't look up; she was tired, hurt and that parasite still gnawed at her core. Plus, Calder's pats were nice. If she kept her head down, he would keep doing it and she could pretend everything was in fact going to be okay. But it offered medical assistance, and at first she shook her head. The pats stopped and after a moment she did look up, looking as miserable as she sounded. Her attention moved from ignore to kelpie to doctor, fingers pressing tight into the borrowed coat.
"Mal..." The Doctor's presence was reassuring; if anyone could help them it would be it. It was smart, brilliant, but...
"They did something...tagging--" Her voice stayed just above a whisper, trying to keep what happened between those around her. Even the word brought the memory of the pain came back, stinging sharp and clear. "I don't know where they put it..." She had a feeling it was part of her core now, but she couldn't be sure. Either way her arms moved, wrapping around her centre as if that would keep her in one piece. "But I...I'm not sure you - anyone - can help." She murmured, voice soft and sore.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2012 11:51 pm
Imryn could have cried, just a little, upon seeing the locker room after coming out of the portal. They were home... though for how long, no one really knew. This... whatever it was that had happened... seemed like it would only lead up to a even bigger battle later on. But right now wasn't the time to worry about what might or might not happen. She was already two steps away from a tin-foil hat as it was. A quick glance around the room revealed that very few students actually decided to come back to school. She couldn't help but be worried for those that had decided to follow Medea, but they had made their choice. She just hoped that it wouldn't end too badly for them. With a little sigh, Imryn headed over to the cauldron and got herself some hot chocolate, sipping on it slowly to take the edge off of the chill that seemed to linger from the crystals before heading over to where Mitzi was. "I'm glad to see you decided to come back... admittedly, I was a little worried when it seemed like the others were leaving with Medea..." she said to the ghoul, not really sure what else to say. It couldn't have been easy for the reaper to watch her friends all leave with the Horsemen, and Imryn had never been good with comforting others. After waiting a few moments, she reached out and tried to give Mitzi what she hoped would be a comforting pat on the shoulder with her free hand, still clutching the hot chocolate in the other.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2012 10:49 am
"Tagging?" Malodore tilted its head to one side, its gaze narrowing behind the lenses. It wasn't sure what that meant, but it was obvious that Amrita was deeply distressed. "They put something on you? In you?" it guessed, studying her. They were all battered, but... "Perhaps it would be better to rest, and then converse," the plague doctor said at last, uneasily. It also looked to Calder, at Christof's urging. "Calder, do you need...?" It felt drained. All it could offer was its own expertise, which felt so inadequate right now. It could slightly speed healing and faintly dull pain, but that didn't feel like enough. Foolish.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2012 5:03 pm
The Reaper ghoul breathed a sigh of relief as she saw Imryn come through the portal. She was still worried about the two of her friends who had followed the Horsemen... but at least she knew one had come safely back to Amityville. When the ghost came over and reached out to her, she managed a strained smile for her friend. "Yeah, Alex and Mei went after her. I hope they're all right, I just... I can't trust them, not after the things I saw when we visited their islands. And with as much as has already happened, I just wanted to get home." She also felt like she shouldn't be putting herself at any more risk, not without talking with her grandfather about things that had happened. She had other commitments, that she had not really been honoring lately, and it was past time she dealt with some of that. She looked around, but there wasn't anyone else she was waiting for, and it didn't seem like many others would be arriving at this point. "I'm going to head back towards the dorms, if you want to come," she suggested, still cradling her mug as she turned to make her way back towards the secret passage and out to the rest of the school. ((Exiting))
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2012 8:06 pm
Imryn sighed a little and shook her head, feeling bad for the ghoul and wishing that there was something that could be done to help the situation. It couldn't have been easy to see your friends walk through that portal, not knowing what might happen to them now that they were involved with the Horsemen. "Maybe we can find a way to get information about them later or offer support without being involved with the Horsemen..." she suggested, not sure how one would go about doing that, but who knew. For now though she was liking the idea of heading home. They needed a bit of a break after all that. "Heading back sounds good, I'll come with you." Imryn didn't feel that leaving Mitzi alone right now would be a good thing, but wasn't going to press the issue. With one last glance around the room, she flew out close behind the reaper ghoul. (exiting)
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 1:12 am
The mention of "tagging" made Christof turn with an incredulous look, eyes locked on Amrita in horror. Already, he was fishing for his pocket knife in his coat pocket, his two free hands gesturing angrily, "Tag-you? Like-wild-animal?? We-will-find-it. We-will-cut-it-out-of-you! Replace-Parts-if-necessary."
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 3:59 am
At the mention of cutting Amrita, despite parts being replaceable, Calder grabbed her up into his arms and glared at Christof. "I said take care of her, not threaten her with a knife! You need some SERIOUS boilfriend lessons with me later, mister!" He then stroked Amrita's hair. The mention of tagging was very troubling, but right now wasn't the time to go poking around in Amrita's insides to find it. She had been through enough, and she needed to rest.
"Amrita, whatever has happened, we'll figure it out. We didn't break into Hunter Home Base just to stop there. If they did anything, we'll find solutions. You have some great, bright guys at your disposel who care very much for you. Don't worry. We're here to help." He smiled and stroked her hair, looking at Malodore and Christof when he mentioned bright guys. All Calder could do was be kind and there for her, but everything else he felt far too inadequate.
"Right now. You should drink your coco and then we can see about laying down for a good rest. I was going to see Barth after all this." Calder glanced at Christof, who was still looking like he was ready to carve into her.
Frowning, he glanced up at Malodore. "I got beat up by some hunter after I hit him good, but I went and took a rest. There were these....floating shards about that healed me a good bit. I just need to rest. Little scratches just left now." And a damn mark on his a** from the horsemen.
"How about we all go and rest? Nice and safe together." He nuzzled Amrita once more.
Behind Amrita, Calder signed to Chrsitof. She-needs-comfort. Not-knives. Talk-Tagging-Remove-Later. Amrita-need-Rest. You-Be-There. Hold-Her. Be-Good-Boilfriend. Your-task. Only-you-can-do.
He hoped that explained things in Igor terms for the dense Igor, and Calder sighed. He just wanted to sleep.
"Malodore, you should rest too. We need to talk about this later. Not now. We should all rest. It's all too much to do right now. We escaped. We should just seek a nice comfy place and rest." Was Barth rubbing on Calder a little? Maybe.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 8:06 am
"In." Amrita clarified for Malodore, still quite miserable. "But it...it's more than--" The Vetala's attention was on Malodore, not Christof, and thus she was surprised when Calder suddenly grabbed her. More than surprised, really; the ghoul nearly screamed. Thankfully the pets he was providing had always been almost like a sedative for her, and her already exhausted body only happily leaned against him, eye closing to just enjoy this small amount of comfort the touch provided.
"All of us?" She murmured hopefully, despite a rather loud voice telling her to stay away from everyone. What kind of friend would she be if she went to someone's room, especially now that the Hunters could use her? Yet, at the same time...she knew her friends had done a number on the Hunter's base. Surely they had other things to do than watch what she was up to? She could rest, right? If only for a little while...
She was incredibly tired.
"Even Mal?" This time, Mal had her hopeful attention. The Plague Doctor was her friend too, and it was checking up on her - them - as it always did. Even with it's own problems. Even in her exhausted, foggy mind she knew it probably needed a rest. She was almost about to agree to it when she paused, pressing her lips together thoughtfully. Then, she looked quite stubborn as she gazed around at her little group of dear friends, knowing full well at least one was missing. A very dear one indeed.
"I'm not leaving here until I see Lizzy." She'd seen the pink haired ghoul before disappearing into Halloween...she had to be coming through that portal soon! Aymet...well, she really wanted to see Aymet too, but the Dracolich had been following someone else. The thought made her heart hurt, but at the same time she clung to the hope that no matter what happened, she could see him soon enough. They did live near each other, after all.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 8:29 am
Choosing to return home had been a no-brainer for Xiu. The only reason she had willingly dived into danger was to go after the kidnapped students, but now that they were back...well, home had sounded like a nice thing. No matter how knotted this conflict between the horsemen and hunters got, the baku never forgot where her real loyalties lay. Amityville and Halloween always came first.
The ghoul was very quiet as she scanned the room, looking over all the students who had returned. She was rather relieved to see most of them there, but she couldn't ignore the slight ache and panic that filled her chest when she noticed that some of her friends were absent. Had they gone with Medea, and what were they doing now? The thought made her slightly uneasy, but she was quick to cling onto Arel's earlier words about trusting the choices that others make. Xiu had no say in what the others did, but so long as they were safe, then what right did she have to complain?
Watching as some students began to trickle out of the room, the baku pushed herself off of the wall she had been leaning on and took a few steps towards the exit. She paused briefly to shoot one last look over her shoulder at the others before slipping out.
[Exit]
(( LMAO I MISSED THE WHOLE EVENT BECAUSE OF CLASSES I hope it's okay to just...post here so that I at least have bookends for Xiu alskdfjajshf ))
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 8:48 am
In her roleplayer's head canon, Lizzy's sense of direction was so bad that although she had stepped through the exact same door-portal that Shun had stepped through with Mitsu, and Amrita had stepped through with Christof and Calder, she only found herself in the familiar locker room - home - way after they had made it through.
She only heard the tail end of what Arel said, but it was enough for her to understand what he was trying to say; he had been trying to shelter them and keep the past from repeating itself, but that just caused them so much frustration that... She frowned, looking at the back of her hand, where the spiral mark was; she was starting to regret drinking from that cup. The only worthwhile thing they got from that was the fact that they had successfully pulled off a rescue-
"Ah, Amrita?!" She gasped, looking around, trying to find the Vetala; it didn't take her very long to locate the ghoul, who was surrounded by friends. As with Mitsu, the undead looked rather out of it to her, and it made her chest ache to think about what they might had gone through in the time that they were the hunters' prisoners.
"Amrita..." Lizzy sounded relieved as she went on her knees in front of the ghoul and pulled her into a tight hug, taking comfort in the fact that she was physically there. Like clockwork, the next step was giving Amrita all the hair pets, not really saying anything else; words can wait till later. They're not that important now.
She wasn't sure how long she stayed there, but when she became aware of how Amrita really should be in her room - maaaaaaaybe with Christof there to physically comfort her as her boilfriend - almost begrudgingly, she released Amrita from the hug to examine her face, tucking one side of her hair behind a ear, offering her a smile, "Welcome home! Sorry daddy isn't here, but I'm sure he cares." He better. Or else.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 9:40 am
"I should..." Malodore hesitated, looking at the door. Ashford hadn't returned yet, but who was to say the Reaper would come out through this door? Or... at all? And was there anything it could do about that? It drooped. When Lizzy emerged, it opened its beak in a small smile. Good, she was here, and hopefully well. "Rest seems a fair proposition. Medically sound." It would have to address this tagging issue, but Calder's insistence on rest felt right, somehow.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 10:36 pm
Christof tensed as suddenly Lizzy hurried forth to throw her arms around Amrita, but it was a welcome distraction to his whirling thoughts on the girl being tagged. She was home safe now, that was what mattered. There was time to tend to getting her cleaned. He was exhausted, but his mind was reeling, too full up to sit still. He glanced from Calder to Mal before gently patting Lizzy's shoulder comfortingly. It was understandable Rita wanted to check in with her friends. Glancing back to Calder and Mal, he gestured weakly, "You-two-may-go-rest. I-will-watch-after-her."
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 10:44 pm
Calder released Amrita for Lizzy to have her moment to hold onto the ghoul, and smiling, he waited and yawned. Every bone in his body screamed to lay down and sleep, and images of a deep, dark lagoon danced in his mind. Then it was replaced by the more vast expanse of Barth's plush, triple-wide bed, and he smiled even more.
As Christof signed, Calder frowned. With the way the boil had almost wanted to replace her parts. Didn't mean Christof couldn't be there for her, but right now the monster was feeling paranoid and possessive of everyone.
"Well, no point in standing around. Everyone, we should rest. Together." He looked at them all seriously. "Even if I have to drag everyone." He wanted his herd together for one night. "To Barths!"
((Yes. Calder wants you all to have a slumber party with him for just one night of good rest.))
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 11:30 pm
As if on cue, there was Lizzy. Sweet, lovely, Motherly Lizzy. The sight of the Demoness made her both incredibly happy and overwhelmingly guilty; she had been steps away from Weaponizing herself after all, in an effort to save her from that fate. Still the hug was accepted eagerly and returned as tightly as she could - which was admittedly rather weak - and nearly went limp against her too as the head pats started. Mmm, headpats.
"I...I'm s-so glad..." Amrita lapsed back into tears, clinging onto Lizzy and nuzzling the Demoness, managing the briefest hint of what was probably an attempt at laughter though her crying. "Th-thanks, Amma." She couldn't help but say, feeling the need to play along. Amrita had never really wanted her Mother before, she always took care of herself, but right now all she wanted was a parent. Lizzy was the closest thing to.
"Yes. All of us." She agreed eagerly with Calder. Lizzy was the newest recipient of Amrita's pleading stare; she wanted her Amma, and now she wanted to be selfish. That was okay for a little bit, wasn't it? "I...I'll tell you e-everything in...in the morning." Amrita said to nobody in particular and yet everyone at the same time. She held onto Lizzy and used the ghoul to help get back to her feet, reaching over to grab a handful of Christof's sleeve as well. "All of us." She repeated, somewhat unaware that she was hopping from one conversation to the other with little regard to flow. "Please?"
And she would stare at them until they followed her and Calder, or gave her a very good reason to not join them.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2012 11:27 am
Christof's shoulder pat got a weak, but genuine smile in return; she really was grateful about everything he had done for Amrita. However, when she turned to look at Malodore, Lizzy seemed to freeze, tensing up; she wondered if he had seen Jericho - or rather, what happened to Jericho right at the end. She wanted so badly to bring it up, but everyone looked so tired... They probably did not need to hear this right now.
She would wait.
"A-Amma..." She echoed, eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the ghoul; she did not know what that meant, or what language it was, but she understood it. Although she had always regarded her friends as family, most of them never really played along other than in spirit. Amrita was one of those whom she regarded as both her best friend and daughter; even though she wasn't that much older than her, when they first met, the Vetala was in a body that was much younger... And children never really grow up to their parents. It was complicated, really.
"Barth's? But-" She wanted to sleep with Mac. Trips like the one they just took always felt like forever to her, and forever away from her boilfriend was a very long time... Not to mention the fact that she had started to miss him even before Arel came to lead them home. As she was about to make that known, however, she caught sight of Amrita's look... And immediately changed her mind.
"... Alright," She agreed with a light chuckle, spoiling her with even more head pets; she was worried about her anyway. Might as well stay with her for a night... Just in case. Today was clearly family day. Mac day can wait.
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