Vivi jumped as her light passed over an equally as wet figure as herself, though he looked rather spooked. And what was he saying, a guy died? "A dead body? Oh...oh my" she didn't actually know how to feel about that honestly. Excited? Too creepy. Freaked out? Maybe, she wasn't sure what to feel until she got all the facts, but first, the guy with her definitely needed to be distracted. She decided to address his question first. "Oh! I have this on me, never know when I'll need it. Aside from that, let's...let's try not to focus on that. I know I know, I bet I seem too calm" her hands starting to shake said otherwise, and maybe she looked manic, "But..well...come on! I don't think there's much we can do, and you look like you need something to eat and a drink, we can head to the kitchen, see what they have? I'm Vivi by the way." She ended , taking the young man's hand, leading him to where she assumed the kitchen was.
Bo Hanley is in the kitchens with Anne and Shahar... and a figure.
"Whichever you want," Bo said quickly -- and then she answered. "Anne." A warm smile spread across his face. Names were all relative anyway. His family had tried to name him something religious and beautiful, but his mom had stopped short at Bodhi. He could respect any sort of name.
He watched Anne take a long drink with respect, but didn't take the bottle back. It was Shahar's turn, duh. He was so caught up in his company and his lack of concern that he almost missed the figure approaching them. Almost.
Taking a step to the side, Bo turned to face it head on and said a wary, "Hello? Are you okay?" Then, to the girls, "Am I too drunk or do you see that too?" He pointed at the figure.
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Penny Figgins is chasing after Maria, into the foyer.
No sooner had she dropped her information bomb, and she spotted Maria across the way, moving toward the foyer. Penny took off in pursuit, shoving people to the side who got in her way. "Hey, stop her!" she said. Once she was within range, she reached out and attempted to grab Maria's shoulder and spin her around, "What the ******** did you get Jeff into?" she demanded. "What sort of contract did you sign? And what just FELL OUT of JEFF? Give it to me!" Her voice was definitely more than angry; the petite woman was furious. And attempting to wrestle herself into Maria's way... and maybe pockets.
This wasn't a scoop anymore. It was survival.
Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2018 5:54 am
Shahar (outfit) - Kitchen with Bo and Anne and wine
"No one enjoys a party without decent booze, and wine is glorified grape juice." That did not stop Shahar, however, from leaning back in towards Anne with a quick smile, snagging the wine still fairly eager to be taking her next sip. "But it has excellent company so far. 'Lo, Bo." she returned the play on her name with one of her own, and gave the waitress a wink. "Anne."
Are you okay? Bo asked someone beyond them, and pointed. Well that was no good, people being able to sneak up on her like this. She had become too accustomed to being Titanite- she was starting to slip. Especially if he had to ask if they were okay. And then ask if she could see them, which... "Well, you are probably definitely tipsy?"
She turned and looked where Bo pointed, mind full of enough wild possibilities that her mother would be proud.
Had Mahogany been in his right mind, he would have snatched his hand away and scoffed at the woman, muttering something about who he was or something. that being said, if he were in his right mind, he wouldn't have approached her at all. He would have been pounding uselessly at the door or something. But for the moment, "kitchen... yeah..." was all Mahogany was able to say as his hand was taken and he was led away. At the very least, he'd be able to get something to drink, he supposed. For right now though, he was still very much in shock and very much in need of something to distract himself. Even if it was for just a moment.
Entering the kitchens, the scent of what would have been dinner still hung in the air, but Mahogany couldn't care less. He pulled his hand from Vivi's and set about looking for anything with any kind of alcoholic proof to it.
"I need... a ********... drink," he muttered, pulling things off of shelves in search of some kind of calming libation.
Even though it was pretty clear the poor guy was dead Pat checked his pulse anyway. If there was ever a chance that his 'death' wasn't real Pat wanted to be certain. If there was anyway he could help he wanted to, but if this poor boy really was dead then Pat needed to make his way back to his girlfriend, and her friend, so they could all get the hell out of here.
The fluttering of bird wings had him glancing up in surprise. There was a live bird in here? Purple eyes widened at the sight of a large raven sitting on the head of a lady wearing a very nice black and gold dress (Jada). He didn't realize the bird was talking or that he was still holding on to the dead man's wrist.
Jada (outfit)- Entertainment Room - has arcane journal, and a raven on her head
Anywhere other than here was a perfectly reasonable suggestion, all things considered. And strongly encouraged, actually, by almost everyone, it seemed.
But then there was a voice, and the feeling of claws digging into her head, and Jada hissed, head ducking on instinct. To go below you ask help from above! It was almost as shocking to be getting what sounded like a riddle for an answer as it was to be hearing the human voice coming from the- was that a bird? On her head? Well, s**t. She had asked what the mystery voice thought. To go below... help from above. A recipe to brew- a poor potion.
"Well hello there," she told the bird, as she opened the book again and looked to see if there were actually any potion recipes in there, "Do you have a name, and was that a straight answer, or a riddle?" Her voice was probably much more panicked-sounding than her (hopefully) fairly-flippant attitude might support.
To the humans, she said, "Poe on my head has a point. I mean, paper does a poor potion make. Kitchens would be much more useful for that." As for the rest- To go below could be the bird saying they should go bash in the basement. You seek help from above. Upstairs? The bird? Was she overthinking everything? Story of her life.
"Most of the books were fairly in-line to what one might expect. A few on fashion, history, economics, business management, but as she would look closer a few titles would stand out. There were a few in depth doctor guides on cancer treatments, a few on black magic that looked vaguely authentic, and one book, so well worn, the letters had rubbed away."
"Both Roses ignored Jada- pointedly so. Yet the books held more promise. The well worn book you grabbed in particular seemed to be a journal of sorts. News clippings, articles plastered here and there along with photos. As you flip the pages one thing stands out- The connection to more arcane healing rituals and claims."
"The other books looked more traditional in terms of mainstream consumption for 'magic' or 'witchery'. Only the old tome seems even semi-authentic. "
"The dates of the articles stand out- many are from the 80s. They detail strange events happening in Tokyo. Then, they skip forward to the last 10 years, all about strange events and cancer treatments."
"At first, you wouldn't expect the voice to respond but it does- and oh boy it make itself known. "To go below you ask help from above!" The voice replied, tone mirthful despite the goings on. Down from the shadows a large raven flies landing atop Jada's head, claws prickling her scalp. "Oh you're a short one! Shame and a pity- But yes yes- that's the thing. Nothing! What goods a book to do without a recipe to brew? Words on paper make a poor potion." The bird is clearly normal- save the voice that is eerily human coming from it."
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Heather Beauchamp -- Entertainment Room
Heather jumped when the bird landed on Jada, and then again when it spoke. Of course, the first thing that came to mind was her own faith's mantra as above, so below. As within so without. Balance. Mindfulness. But neither of those things were here... then again...
"Not the kitchens," Heather cried in sudden understanding, "Not the kitchens! The basement. The bird said go below, right? But we need to go above first. We need to go to the basement, and the key is in the attic. There must be a brewing station down there or something... is that right little bird?"
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Vivianne Beeson-- Kitchen
She watched the younger man take his hand from out of her grip, and watched him search for what was clearly going to be alcohol. She made no move to stop him, they were'nt really even acquaintances, and she also wasn't Glen, watching George and his friends like a hawk for any signs of drinking. Or just Glen watching George that time he made rum balls. Vivi giggled at the memory, her stomach growling soon after, as if the giggle ate up precious energy. she began to look around too, but for some almonds, maybe a water. Or well, she was going to, until she realized there were other people in the kitchen as well. She quickly nudged the boy she had brought with her to get his attention to tell him they were not alone. "Hello? Are you all stuck here too?" She asked.
Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2018 10:48 am
Trey Cameron - Entertainment room
Abruptly, Queenie seemed to have enough of whatever was going on and… flounced off. As perceptive as Trey usually was, the sudden turn startled him and he couldn’t seem to dredge up a reason for as he cast back over the events.
“Queenie? What…?” He’d taken a half step after her before he stopped, his brows pinching together.
He’d been polite… Adaline had been a bit… excitable, but not horrible, as people went. He was honestly confused and the feeling was new and strange to him. Had he said something she’d taken the wrong way? Had he not paid her enough attention? A weird sort of desperation filled him. He was better than that… but why did it bother him so much? He used to be able to just brush that sort of thing off, if it happened. He remembered being able to do so… But all he could think was that Queenie was also a senshi, like him. She worked for Suri, who worked with Chase. She was a connection, a figure with weight in his life even if it was marginal. He didn’t want to be on her bad side… and her regard, he found, felt a lot more important at that moment than some girl who’d come up to him at a party and was a fan of his mother’s work.
“Adaline, I’m sorry, but I think I should go check on…” Trey turned to make a hurried excuse to the girl at his side, but the gathering of people in the light-less room, drawing everyone towards the entertainment interrupted him. He found himself being shuffled along with everyone else and he gratefully took the opening to slip between people, letting himself be cut off and separated.
Blue eyes swept the room with a worried expression, but he didn’t see a familiar red head. He pulled his phone from his pocket for a light as the others had and listened with growing anxiety as a tall butler spoke to the group. It seemed the hostesses were missing and the power couldn’t be brought back on. What a disaster… the pen in his pocket was all the more tempting, but he’d need somewhere private to use it. The request to search the manor seemed like the perfect opportunity to find a place.
As everyone began to disperse, Trey went with, slipping away to find an area less populated.
A closet off one of the side halls seems appropriate, but once inside, his dread increased. The pen was in his hands, and he’d spoken the words… but nothing had happened. No glow, no sparks, no rain of scales or swirl of cloth. The magic, power that had been forced on him and beaten into him with training… wasn’t working. Long, deep breaths kept him from a panic attack, but only just, and Trey was glad of the darkness in the closet that kept his break down private. With nothing left to do, he retreated back to the entertainment room, trying to look like more calm and composed than he felt.
At least, until one of the guests went into convulsions and collapsed, a strange voice speaking over the crowd. Fear ripped through Trey and he backed up away from the others, his back bumping into the wall behind him. He had to get out... but it seemed that wasn't an option as everyone began to tear apart the mansion searching for something... anything to help them.
Whatever was going on, getting out of the manor seemed to be at the forefront of the employees’ minds, if not some of the more daft guests. Trey didn’t know why they’d want to explore upstairs, OR downstairs, as neither seemed like a logical place to find an exit outside. Panic bubbled inside of him, but he pushed it down, thinking about his General and the training he had endured.
He had to keep it together. It was like last year, with the spiders. If he could keep a level head, he could get through this.
So where to start? Had anyone tried the front door? Maybe there was a door in the kitchen for staff to bring groceries in and out… they seemed likely places to try before anything else.
The young man slipped quietly away from the rest of the groups and down the foyer to try the front door, not calling attention to himself in case the effort was fruitless.
Paintings lined the hall, leaning against walls where they had once hung. It was an oddity, but not something he wanted to stop to examine.
He grabbed he knob of the front door, turning and pulling it to see if he could get it open
Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2018 3:29 am
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Bo- damn im not even gonna roll lmao
Anne's smile was a sweet one, if bordering on flirtatious. But while she passed the cup, she failed to notice the jagged spear of red crystal heading right for her back- Yet Bo's calling out seemed to startle the creature which shambled into the light...
ENCOUNTER
You see it. It looks vaguely human but as it nears your horror grows as you realize it once might have been human but is no longer. Jagged red crystal jut from decaying flesh as it ambles towards you, a ghastly moan leaving his unhinged jaw. It's hands are talons, and it's legs are oddly bent as if they'd been broken and healed incorrectly. Yet, it moves quickly enough to signal you won't be able to evade it for long. The way it eyes you from it's place screams danger and threat; you have little other option but to fight back against this gruesome creature.
Thank you everyone for you patience while I sorted through a lot of unexpected RL drama+did my own fun event things. bless you all;; <3
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As Penny would wrestle with Maria, the woman would scream back- she didn't know. It was supposed to be just a simple job. Get everyone inside, herd the selected ones to the basement- Then, just like Jeff- Maria drops dead, another red crystal vomited up.
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Posted: Mon Oct 29, 2018 3:24 pm
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Penny Figgins is in the entertainment room next to dead Maria.
Scrambling with Maria, Penny was letting out a long stream of curses, which got louder when the woman suddenly dropped dead. "********," she said, stumbling backwards. This time, she didn't want to be too slow. Penny dropped to the ground, picking up the red crystal Maria had vomited up, giving it a quick glance by way of speedy examination, and then searching in her pockets for the one from Jeff. She didn't know much, but she had been in battles and knew crystals to be powerful. If s**t was going down, which it clearly was, Penny wanted to be armed, since her Squire self felt like a ghost in her memory. The only hint to anything she had seen seemed to be wrapped up in whatever these damn things were.
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Bo Hanley is in the kitchen, facing off against a monster with Anne and Shahar. Mahogany and Vivianne also stumbled in!
The bottle of wine slipped, the greeting and arrival of the two new girls nearly forgotten. The bottle rolled to the ground with a clunk, spilling out a slosh of red against the floor, soaking the leg of Bo's shorts in his seated position. Anne's flirtatious smile was so pleasant, but luckily didn't distract him from the monstrous thing coming at her back with a red shard. "Anne!" he shouted protectively, grabbing her by both arms and pulling her roughly into his lap, then behind him. They were a team! Team pastries and drinking!
He scrambled to his knees. "Shay, help! Ladies, watch out!" Because, really, Bo was used to being saved by amazing ladies. He was more of a support player, and his arms were too full of Anne to react fast enough. He'd join in on the next round.
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