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Interesting Conversationalist
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 Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 4:25 pm
When Eris stepped through the doors back into what was supposed to be the clocktower, she wasn't at all surprised to find the fu dogs there, her expression unwaveringly dark. The entire trip had been nothing but random surprises, why should this one startle her now? Stepping just outside of the doorway so the portal could close behind her, the heir to War stood just to Invictus' side as he answered, having just arrived in time for Aisa to disappear. Conquest, too, disappeared within a few moments, exiting through the same door Death had, and the same one she would too. Still, she held back a bit, silence in the cocktower with the exception of the click-click-click of the gears, her arms folded across her chest. Then, after it seemed she wasn't going to choose at all, she took a few steps forward, slow to the point of excessive, her heels matching the clicking of the gears.
"You know what happens when you help someone else out?" she said a little snarkily to the fu dogs, who probably didn't care anyways.
"They screw you."
She clearly wasn't talking about the horsemen. The feeling between them was clearly different -- normal situations didn't apply to their group of four. No, she was talking about something else, something that must have happened in her past... but what it was, no one would likely ever know. Heading towards the door her two kin had, she flicked her eyes to the fu dogs just before she went through, eyes burning.
"You take care of yourself, or no one will."
(exit!)
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 4:42 pm
Cymbeline had tired of the dark room... It had been fun following those foul-smelling hunters through the dark labyrinth, but then she had one too many bumps to the nose and decided enough was enough. Back to the ticking room of doors!
She stepped into the relative brightness of the tall room, and her attention was immediately caught by the strange creatures sitting down by two new doors. Were they new doors? They might have been there all along, who knew in this strange place? Perhaps they were repurposed, old doors leading to a new place, or new doors leading to a place older than the blood of the earth...
The heir sauntered over to the two fuu dogs, and peered around them with an amused grin on her face. All those curls and swirls~ Like twirling on one's heels looking at the sky, the clouds swirling overhead...
Finally she cackled and went through the door she defined as "more whimsical", ignoring their question. Perhaps it was simply in her nature to take care of herself first, and leave it to others to return the favour.
((Exiting!))
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