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 Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 12:19 pm
He blinked once. He blinked twice. He blinked a third time, and the glowing light was still there. Like some kind of Yule-tide firefly, it hovered there, weaving back and forth in lazy circles as if it just begged to be swatted at. Elaphe did, in fact, finally make an effort to lash out at the weird entity... but it ended with a flailing miss of one too-short paw as the thing harmlessly zipped to one side, then promptly bobbed right back again to the same hover-place.
He felt like it was honestly starting to just mock him at that point, and that made the little Nguruvilu frustrated enough to puff, hiss, growl and grumble up a storm. He'd had it with the stupid little thing!
"A-Alright, you!" His best attempt at sounding ferocious came out more like a garbled squeak than anything, still holding himself in a stance vaguely like how a drunk zombie prairie dog might sit, and pointing a claw towards the orb threateningly. "Leave, or I'll rip you t-to pieces, jackdamn i-- AAAH GET BACK, G-GET BACK O-OR I'LL-- ... wha?"
His bravado had apparently provoked it to whiz right at his face but, instead of somehow vaporizing him like he thought it would, suddenly, Elaphe found himself staring up at two giant green doe eyes.
No really, literal doe eyes. Because there was a freakin' jingly red-nosed deer-thing standing over him, and he was on his back between its forelegs, practically nose to nose with it, just... gaping in stupefaction. For a few seconds, neither party moved. In fact, it was only when Elaphe felt something wet and warm on his cheek that he snapped out of it with a whole new sense of horror.
"... Oh Jack AAAAGH!" It had a runny nose, and that runny nose was oozing rainbow colored mucus. "G-Get back! BACK NOW! SHOO--"
"ACHOO!"
Naturally, trying to push it away just wound up earning a sneeze.
"............."
His newly sticky coat glowed a radiant shade of mucilaginous rainbow from head to toe. The deer, apparently delighted by this, just bleeted and jingled joyfully over him. It had done good, right?
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 2:17 pm
Kegan didn't really have an attention deficit disorder. He was actually quite interested in hearing Sharra's response. However, someone was making a lot of noise and it had reached a point where he could no longer ignore it. Turning his head(and by extension, Aymet's), he located the source of the squeaking in the form of some creature clinging to a not-so-distant cot. He opened his mouth to ask about the ruckus, some smart comment to dim the potential seriousness of the situation, when he caught sight of the glowing red orb hovering above Elaphe's head.
And Jack be damned if the air around it didn't suddenly fill with the most fuzzy, adorable creature he'd seen since the train ride. For a moment, Kegan simply stared.
He'd remembered the mess it'd made in the train. It'd seemed a lot more aggressive than this one, but then, that could have been because it was frightened to suddenly be confined in a screaming, churning barn of iron and monster stink. Usually, it wasn't in Kegan's habit to provoke creatures, but then, it seemed rather obvious that the small critter trapped between its hooves wasn't able to wriggle away like they should.
Slowly, silently, Kegan slid to the end of his cot and leaned over. His dark hands gathered snow quickly between his fingers. It was a strange sensation, seeing as he'd never seriously handled snow, but it wasn't much different from dirt and it was a lot more manageable than snot.
A shrill whistle was issued between his teeth before the pooka boy aimed his snowball at the deer's rump.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 2:51 pm
Kegan's stealth tactic had worked-- or at least, it had failed to attract the attention of both Elaphe and his 'assailant', both so engrossed in one another (well, one was engrossed a bit more literally in cold wet rainbow mucus) to pay any mind until that sharp whistle got both sets of ears raised. The hell was that, now?!
The deer, apparently too high on Christmas Cheer to pay any mind, just tilted its head to one side and jingled inquisitively at the new person who was apparently so interested in it, radiant, rainbow-colored mucus still dripping from its runny red snout--
THUMP!
Then the snowball hit-- dead on its mark, actually-- and the creature stopped for just a split second, almost as if its brain struggled to process what had just happened, before promptly bursting into a sprinkler fountain of rainbow-colored tears, crying "BLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAH!" at the top of its lungs. Poor Elaphe, who had finally managed to partially DRAG himself from between its forelegs (complete with a slime trail), was greeted by an entirely fresh deluge of colors... and now it was not only dousing him, but his cot, Kegan's cot, probably Kegan himself, and anything within a meter's radius.
Just damn it.
"AAAGH, S-STOP IT ALREADY!" Covered in multi-colored snot and tears now, the little water rat was on his last leg at that point, both literally and metaphorically. In a frantic attempt to stop the BAWLING, he grabbed at whatever he could, bells, fur, ANYTHING, tiny claws hanging off its jingly scarf and screeching for it to "STOP IT-- ..." Um. What was he suddenly nose to nose with? A little... charm-thing? "... Donner?"
Instantly, the deer shut up and sat down with a sniffle, and Elaphe flopped off of it like a dead fish, landing with an audible SQUELCH sound, his tail in the air and his head... uh. In the snow. "... Nnnnnghjackingow."
So uh... what did they do to handle the Christmas Beast now?
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 3:22 pm
It... It cried. The proper term for it was probably 'bawling', but then, the only thing that mattered was that this fuzzy creature had transformed into a super-soaker in less than five seconds. Rainbow tears sprinkled and spattered in a wave over Kegan's legs and shirt. He only just managed to not get hit in the eye because Aymet's brow was dipped low enough to catch it. Seriously though... What. the. Hellma.
Short legs unfolded and he was stumbling to his feet, darting sideways in order to keep himself from being drenched any further. Jack, it hurt in a way that itched, which more or less told him that everything was bruised and there was likely more than one cut to be found. He was about ready to kick up snow when the rodent seized up in what must have been his last stand. At a mere word, the beast was calmed and sat.
"Donner?" He questioned, but now that it seemed to have stilled, he couldn't afford to wait. Kegan slunk slowly toward it, shoulders hunched and yellow eye gleaming through the socket of a dragon's skull. "Well, ahrn't yew jest precious? Course ya are. Now, you just be so quiet an' so still now, Donner. Atta... thing."
When he finally reached them, however, it was to Elpae he spoke, low tones so that he didn't further startle the beast. "Say, friend, how much is a warm, dry place worth to ya?"
He really wanted to help the guy out. He just didn't want to do it out of the goodness of his heart.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 3:56 pm
Even Elaphe himself (... once he'd managed to right his broken orientation) seemed vaguely stupefied by just how fast he'd managed to placate the deer monster, eyeing it with secret unnerving despite the fact that it was still sitting there in perfect silence, sniffling harmlessly every so often to quell its runny nose. Obviously, 'Donner' had to be its name, which meant the thing around its neck had actually been a... name tag, or something?
"Damned if I know..." he grumbled about the little 'name' inquiry, trying his best to sound unshaken... and failing in a most spectacular fashion. But anyway, the mostly-stranger had decided to start cooing sugary horse hockey at 'Donner', and the little deer was just eating it up apparently, its nose glowing a few shades brighter as it started to jingle a bit more audibly again. It was almost sickeningly cute, but at least it was holding itself back from any more squishing or weeping, right?
"I-- !!" Well uh, okay, it was holding itself back until Elaphe decided to try speaking up again, taking it upon itself to lean over and give the Nguruvilu a big, sloppy tongue-kiss up the back of his neck and head, leaving him with one hell of a funny cow-lick and yet more fur goo.
"... H-H-How much are you selling it f-for?" he grumbled in shivery defeat, the misery so obvious that it was PAINFUL. Elaphe hated having to take anything vaguely like charity or help from another person, sure... but he hated being frozen and soaked in rainbow mucus just a little more, so ultimately, it was still the lesser of evils, so to speak.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 4:42 pm
It was hard to miss the white, crooked grin that stole over the dark boy's features at the show of animal affection. Darling. The other monster was probably suffering immensely at this point.
"We'll say... a coat and a favor, yeah?" He didn't quite leer. Slowly, he shrugged his jacket off of his shoulders. It was an ugly, thick thing, patches at the elbows and a color that was long faded beyond a proper identification. Still, the inside seemed to be lined with short fur and was, unlike the outside, quite dry.
Without further ado, Kegan tossed the coat over the rodent-formed Elaphe and made to pull the other right up and into his arms, swaddled just like a babe in a blanket. "I'd better hear yer promise or out ya go. I'll feed ya to it." He warned the Nguruvilu, pressing the cloth to the other so the lingering heat from his own body could be transfered along.
"Are you my boyo, Donner? Takin' yer playmate fer now, but there's plenty more people here to harass, ey?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 5:18 pm
Just being cold and sticky and injured was bad enough, but cold and sticky and injured for someone else's amusement? That nearly did poor Elaphe in, choking on his pride with an audible little gargle and wondering briefly just what on earth the dark boy meant with his comment about that whole 'favor' thing... only to promptly have something big and heavy (... well, it was to him) dropped over his head and, before he could so much as flail at it in reflex panic, get plucked right off the ground and wrapped in a little bundled package of wet woe.
The second he'd managed to pop his head out of the fuzzy tarp, he was spouting confused weak hisses and protests-- ... except that then it registered belatedly that he was actually a little warmer like this and, worse still, it did seem kind of worth the humiliation.
He just hoped to Jack no one of consequence was paying attention to them right then.
"... F-fine... a favor... okay, o-okay." If it was possible to something small and furry to get visibly flustered, the sticky fox-snake did, inwardly hating himself for how quickly he'd settled into being a heat leech. He was no damn lap dog! No, really! "Promise..."
He just knew that this was somehow going to haunt him whenever he got back to school-- and that wasn't even considering that big, dog-sized deer thing still sitting there are Kegan's feet, who was watching the whole scene with a kind of happy, vacant intent and jingling the whole damn time. For whatever reason, it seemed fairly devoted to its current company-- ... though it did sneeze blissfully on Kegan's shoes before returning its gaze back up at him again.
"... W-who are you, anyway?" Elaphe DID have to question just who was coddling him once his brain un-froze enough, though.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 5:46 pm
"I am Lord Kegan Fernando Elegantes O'Malley the Third, friend of drowned rats and a duke of debt-winning," He informed the other, sniffing in a feigned show of regality. The other was moved to sit in the crook of his arm so that he could get a good look at him out of his good eye, "Yeh can just call me Kegan, though." With the one, glowing eye through the darkness of the skull, it was hard to tell if he was winking down at Elaphe or just had something nasty to blink away. With the copious amounts of rainbow goo about, it was possible.
"And how 'bout you?"
As he spoke, his free hand curiously reached out for the snot-nosed deerdog before him, carefully attempting to pat the arch of skull between its antlers. Yeah, he had snot on his shoes now, but he was pretty disgusting all around. He'd probably have to send a note home asking for more clothes. If they ever did get home.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 6:12 pm
... The mention of drowned rats earned a noticeably deeper frown from Elaphe's end, clearly less than thrilled by the label and, worse still, too defeated to pitch a proper fit against it. This 'Kegan' character had him by the proverbial scruff, and he didn't like it one bit. There was just too much of his badass reputation (which existed, really! ... in his mind) at stake!
He wasn't buying into that whole Lord Of The Long And Senselessly Impressive Titles bit, but trying to call the guy out on it was pointless, so he just huffed, sank down a little in his swaddled prison of warm degradation, and took a moment to glance back that Donner thing's way.
The deer seemed perplexingly happy for any and all affection, shaking its big (though thankfully blunt) antlers to make a merry chorus of jingling in response. It did, however, still stay more or less planted in the same place, surrounded by sparkling flecks of rainbow (... mucus) in any direction. It just covered everything, and the colors had yet to fade at all. Was that permanent?
"Elaphe... Rivers." But yes, anyway, Elaphe did finally introduce himself in a fairly awkward trying-not-to-squeak voice, with as much dignity as possible. It didn't amount to much, but hey, he got an A for effort, right? "... Nguruvilu." Had he not been so miserable, he probably would've made that into something more like World's Greatest Terror of the Deep, but nah. Not today.
On the bright side, though, his teeth had stopped chattering, right? No more stutter!
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 8:39 pm
"Bless you." Kegan said, following the pronunciation of the other's race, once side of his lips curling in a crooked grin. Truth be told, Elaphe was puffing and pitiful, but the pooka just wasn't the sort who could take pleasure in seeing someone suffer. Besides, it wasn't the little guy's fault that he was down and out- his body had just unwillingly contended with several inches of solid, enchanted metal. And if Elaphe was expecting guff in that respect, he was wrong. Everyone here was hurting somehow. And except for each other, they seemed mostly abandoned in the frigid, foreign terrain. All things considered, they were probably lucky that their only antagonist was a fuzzy deer with a cold.
Which was not so bad, actually, when it wasn't soaking them in spittle that clung garish colors to any surface it tainted. It felt soft enough, and after what seemed to be favorable response, Kegan dared slip his hand down to caress the creature's cheek and the curve of its short jaw. His lips twitched faintly in that moment, but within the next second, he was withdrawing and beginning to straighten to a stand. It wouldn't be much of a traumatic motion to Elaphe; a disappointing view, if nothing else, because the pooka was on the shorter side.
"So what d'ya think, Elaphe? Any good scars fer home? Cuz I think you an' me jest went head-ta-head against a razor-back drudge-beast that spat acid, and that's a story that can't be made to waste." He plucked up one corner of his jacket, using it to wipe slime from the crown of the Nguruvilu's head in a facsimile of a noogie. He slowly made his way back to his cot, glancing over it for some semblance of a dry spot before he sat. Elaphe was set in his lap, the bundle of his coat loosening enough so that the other could escape if he'd prefer it. Of course, Kegan was distracted enough with the deer and their fellow patients that it would have been easy. He probably wouldn't try to stop the other anyway.
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 9:38 pm
"..." Hey, hey, Elaphe couldn't help that his race was a mouthful, Jackdamn it! Still, he couldn't seem to tell whether Kegan's playful snipping was witty sarcasm or blatant idiocy, and thus, he had no idea just how to respond to it. So he didn't, and passed it off with the same tight-muzzled, clumsy frown that had become his default over the past... uh. How long had they been stranded there already?
... Thinking on it more, he found himself upsettingly stumped. He really didn't have a clue whether the hours had turned into days or not, did he?
On the opposite end of the spectrum, of course, Donner seemed to remain completely and ignorantly blissful the whole while, jingling and making some garbled, bleating approximation of a purr (or was it gargling? hard to tell) as it savored a little spoiling from its bigger, newer friend. Kegan had good hands for petting! Or at least, it seemed to think so, cheerfully butting its jaw into his palm like an eager cat and, albeit unintentionally, wiping a fresh trail of viscous rainbows across his wrist in its glee. For a Christmas creature, it seemed unusually sniffly in the cold, didn't it?
"Razor-back... huh?..." Of course, just because Elaphe had warmed through enough to speak didn't mean his brain was firing on all cylinders, and it took him a few seconds for the implication to click-- but when it did, a look of great surprise flashed over his features, and then his muzzle wrinkled up in a thoughtful grimace... and also just a grimace, because he did not enjoy the noogie-scrub one bit, despite holding his tongue.
"... No," he said finally, shaking his head the tiniest bit. He didn't give any further explanation at first-- though that was mostly because they were on the move, apparently, and it was only when he was stationed in the other guy's lap that he cleared his throat and recomposed himself. "The beast... it was a ninja. One of the ones they talked about earlier." Oh. Oh! Well, halfway paying attention to the randomly manifesting battlers had paid off, if only a little. "... Better for the reputation that way."
He also totally wasn't staying in the blanket because he wanted to anymore, either. Obviously the thought of moving just hadn't occurred to him!
(... That and Donner had decided to jingle along on the journey to the cot and sit there right beyond Kegan's knee, just waiting on him to get down again for more "kissies.")
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Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2010 10:04 pm
"...I'm leaving," the avarice demon actually hissed, moving with an unnatural grace out of the Infirmary and heading to a completely illogical place for her to go. Despite her warnings against going to CandyCane Lane, Hedera-Rose seemed to think that Christmas Town was safer. Her colors fit in, right?
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 7:26 pm
Minnie was still confused what was going around. Fell in the confuseness, she suddenly smells something.
"Hey! You... Guys smell it? Its...."
Her word stops, as she sits down under a tree. She took a napkin from her bag, and she use the napkin to clean the blood that bleed through her leg.
She stood up, glancing at all directions, to make sure its safe for all of the students to be here, and for her too.
"Im.... Going to leave too. See ya guys... HEY! WAIT UP!"
She walks slowly, following the avarice demon.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 9:46 pm
Sitting up, Israfel blinked. Then he cried out, holding back a few tears, realizing something important.
GIZMO WAS DEAD
AND DARK CLOUDS HATED HIM EVEN WHEN HE WAS EMO.
"BAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWHY DOES CHRISTMAS SUCK SO HARDDDDDDDD
He had begun to baw, even while in pain.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 9:46 pm
As the flames washed over her, she was brushed from Tahki's back plummeting flames eating at her flesh and bone. Just as soon as it was started it was over. Sammy was gone nothing but particles of FEAR that filtered their way back together in a bed. Sitting up Sammy did the only thing she could.
She screamed. Oh how she screamed.
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