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Bilious rolled 1 100-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-100)
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 Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:14 pm
Christof was about to give Jericho a stern lecture via chalkboard about sword safety and letting little ghouls grab open blades when Riley stepped in and did it for him- a bit more elegantly, if a bit.... off still. She still refused to eat the brains he had given her, and wondered if the fairy cake had been a bad idea.
He swallowed, offering out the needle and thread to Amrita before turning to try to take a heave at the sword for her, if only to show that other irresponsible boil with her a thing or two.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:16 pm
But nope. Still stuck. He pretended to have been distracted by Nuk's lewd comment. How dare he mock Mistress! The hunchback's hair on the back of his neck went on end like a startled cat as he turned his enraged glower towards the skin walker.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:22 pm
Christof - The igor managed to push the blade in a little further actually.
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Jericho frowned some at the wound, but it seemed like Amrita was fine. Straightening back up, he quirked a brow at Riley's demonstration, grinning all the while as well.
That grin soon faded as he heard Nuk's voice ring out.
The dragon didn't look very amused and he shot a glare towards the bruteball booth.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:25 pm
"HI NUK." Amrita called out, waving her free hand; now that there were people she knew surrounding her, she was an awful lot more comfortable. If she had more to say it was lost in the getting of the needle and thread, looking at it for a moment before just sticking the needle in her borrowed flesh, sadly untying the new boil's hard work.
"I...I'm sorry for doing it wrong, Riley." Amrita pouted unhappily, head down to avoid the Demoness' gaze and keeping herself busy with a very awkward, failing attempt at patching up her own hand with Christof's thread and needle.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:27 pm
Kallos nodded and gave the wounded ghoul, Amrita, the beginning of a smile. "Y-you're welcome..." He paused and realized he'd never introduced himself! Quietly he said to the ghoul, "Kallos. My name i-is Kallos. You're Amrita, right...?" His question trailed off as he saw the purple demoness who had seemed to be laughing at him eariler walk over and take hold of the sword. Effortlessly, she simply pulled the sword out, then stuck it back into the rock. And she repeated this process.
Over and over again.
Well, Kallos was officially freaked out by this 'Riley' ghoul. It wasn't even just that she could do all sword-skill.
It was also that she was apparently some kind of telepathic creature.
Meaning she had access to thoughts and brains...
Quickly, his mind raced through types and catagories of demons, finally finding one entry that suited the student before him. Tentacles, telepathic...
OHGOSH SHE WAS A MINDFLAYER.
Those around the slight haunt might have heard a bit of a whimper come from his direction. She was a mindflayer.
A MINDFLAYER.
Mindflayers probably ATE people like Kallos for breakfast.
...After all, what Mindflayer didn't like a good, dictionary-like brain?
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:36 pm
Although Christof and Jericho seemed to think glaring at Nukpana was the proper recourse at a time like this, Riley knew better. Her eyes remained on Amrita and Kallos, even as she replied back to Nukpana. Her voice was not yelling - she was able to touch on the minds of everyone at both booths with a gentle, easy reply.
Oh, you heard me and Shehk last night? I thought we had been quieter. My apologies. You know how close we are.
She shook her head as her attention fully returned to Amrita. Don't apologize. It wasn't meant to be an easy task. Her eyes turned, very slowly, to appraise the boil beside her. And, who is your new friend, who has been helping you? I don't believe we've met.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:41 pm
Amrita didn't understand what Riley was saying; as far as she knew, Shehk was helping Riley and they didn't invite Nuk. Odd, but...well, stranger things happened often. Once the attention was back on her though, she still looked down and avoided eye contact, pretending to be busy stitching up her palm.
It wasn't going so well.
"S-still..." She murmured unhappily. An escape soon came and a grey eye was turned towards the boil, her face scrunching in concentration. What did he say his name was, again...? "...Kalhos?" Amrita mispronounced on accident. "I...I just met him now! He's been, um, helping me...we almost got it, once." She babbled, hoping to make them both sound better.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:49 pm
Hearing Riley's retort, Jericho turned around and simple stared at her. She was joking.. right? Yes. She had to be joking. Shaking his head to himself, he turned towards Kallos and Amrita, nodding to them.
"I did shove the sword in pretty hard," the dragon commented before staring at the ghost. He looked rather scared all oft he sudden and he wasn't quite sure why.
"Uh... you ok there dude?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:58 pm
Christof smirked a bit at Riley's retort, positively beaming at her as thoughts of storming the Bruteball booth with shovel equipped were quickly dismissed, That was very humorous, Mistress! You made it sound like you and Miss Shehk were doing something inappropriate which is funny, yes? Haha! Um. You didn't really, did you? Shehk was his friend, and honestly... well, the image of the two of them doing something that involved a lot of loud noises and Nuk's embarrassment made his face flush hotly.
Instead, he managed to catch sight of Amrita's... half hearted stitching. Oh, no no no that's not how you did it! He immediately leaped forward to her rescue, eying the Visitor Kallos warily as he took her palm and the needle to show her how to do it properly.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 9:59 pm
Kallos managed to take his eyes off his future second death (yes, that's what he now saw Riley as) for a moment to look over at Amrita's hand stitching. It wasn't going over too well. Well, maybe that could distract him from his impending doom. "D-do you need any help...?" Kallos could actually sew, so that might make those stitches look a bit less...haphazard. After what she'd seen him do with the cloth, she could probably assume he could sew as well. But then the patchwork igor came to her rescue, so there was no need for him to help her re-sew her hand.
And then the mindflayer was asking about him.
OHGOSHSHEWASALREADYSTARTINGTOTARGETHIM.
Kallos looked up and over at the mindflayer, his eyes like those of a rabbit cornered by a hungry, sly wolf. The sense of being prey fell over him. As Amrita said his name, with a bit too much accent on the last sound, Kallos automatically murmured, "I-i-it's Kallos..." Even if the mindflayer wasn't listening for it, there was no way she would be able to miss the raw "NDANLSFBALSFBL:SADFCNDL FEAR FEAR FEAR MINDFLAYER DAHDADLA:SDSAL: I'M GONNA DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SHE'S GOING TO EAT ME. QAQ I NEED MY BRAINNNNNNNN" coming out of Kallos' brain at that moment in time. No way she was going to miss that.
Then, Jericho had turned to him. Looking over at the dragon (which thankfully meant looking away from the mindflayer), he said, "A-ahh, I-I-I'm alright...j-just a bit...s-startled. T-thank you for your concern though..." Anyone could see that he was more than just startled, but he didn't want to really drag too much more attention to himself.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 10:10 pm
Kallos was right. Riley did not miss any of the wave of jumbled fear that was practically pouring out of his thoughts as Kallos told her his name.
This pleased her greatly, but for once, she had no idea what was causing it.
It did, however, suddenly make Kallos the most interesting person in the vicinity for the moment.
Riley reached out her clawed hand, offering it to the boil. Kallos, She purred. it is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Riley. Come, sit with me, I wish to know more about you.
Her eyes were thinned, calculating, and penetrating. If there was a reason for this sudden explosion of fright, she wanted to know it, use it, and exploit it in mass quantity.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 10:17 pm
Ah snap.
Yes, that is a legit swear, shut up.
As she neared the fitness booth with the two ghouls she had met at the other booth in tow, she barely resisted the urge to run far, far away from it. As far away as possible. The whole 'gang' was there, Christof included. Why she hadn't confronted the patchwork about certain things was a mystery.
The only thing not stopping her from running away while yelling "I'MSORRY" to Xiu and Kres? The fact that there was an Amrita there.
Amrita makes everything better... Although she wasn't quite sure what Christof was doing, standing so near to her; she wasn't about to make the mistake of jumping to conclusions though. After all, Riley's there and she doubt the demoness would allow Christof to do anything unsavory while she's around.
"Amrita?" She practically ignored everyone else as she let go of Xiu and Kres, hurrying over to the ghoul as she frowned. Frowned epicly.
She was so focused on the ghoul that she completely forgot about Mot, whom she had left behind in the Desu booth. Oops.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 10:24 pm
Kreszentia walked with Lizzy to the fitness both even if just to check it out for a bit and to see what was going on for a bit. It all depended on what was happening while she was there. It felt a bit awkward because of Lizzy's earlier behavior but she pretended to not feel it at all - whatever it was Lizzy had her reasons for being uncomfortable around this particular setting and for now Kreszentia didn't push the subject.
When Lizzy unhooked arms with her and ran toward another ghoul she didn't stop her - after all it was obviously a friend of hers. For now the undead unicorn just stood where she was left a hand reaching up to rub at her jaw wondering what would become of all this.
She stared at the goings on thoughtfully pondering whether or not she'd partake.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 10:27 pm
For someone who was just 'a bit startled', Kallos looked rather terrified so Jericho didn't quite buy it. Eyeing the ghost for a bit, he decided to let Riley deal with the guy as he went on towards Amrita again. As he did so, he spotted Lizzy coming up to the area.
"Ah hey again Lizzy," he greeted. It looked like she had a few friends with her as well. The two girls, he didn't recognize, however. Either they were new or were visiting, he supposed. Perhaps they were one of each! He couldn't tell from where he was standing.
However... he did have somewhat of a double take upon seeing the unicorn, if only because it flashed certain images of what Mal had said to him once. He couldn't help but shudder at the thoughts.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 10:28 pm
When the Mindflayer Riley (aka his swift-coming doom) offered out her clawed hand, Kallos swallowed, his already pale skin probably paling to completely white for a moment. When she thought to him that she wanted him to come sit with her, to come tell her about himself, Kallos realized something again and again.
That was it.
He was going to die again. Right here. Well, actually, right over there, but whatever.
Slowly, he reached out and shook her hand, his own quivering quite a bit, although only the mindflayer might notice it. (She probably also noticed his calligraphy-pen-like nails, but that couldn't be helped either.) Even while he was shaking her hand, his mind was making the noise equivalent to a whimpering sound along with more "ASOSADIODSHBDSODVNSSYRYR GONNA DIE. MINDFLAYER MINDFLAYERRRRRRRRR." in the form of fear, fear, and more fear. "The p-p-pleasure is a-all m-mine..."
As he was led away, to what he suspected would be resulting in his mind being eaten, Kallos' brain was still frantically scanning over every entry of information he had about mindflayers. At the rate of the information being processed, it wouldn't have been hard for the Mindflayer to sense exactly what he was searching through in his filing-cabnet of a brain. Well, if she could get through the, "SANOABODASBJDSADJK GONNA DIE. SHE'S GOING TO KILL ME AND EAT MY BRAIN. I'M GOING TO DIE AGAINNNNNNNNNNNNNNN. EDHWAJLDBWAKLDBVASDLV" that is.
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