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 Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2016 9:35 pm
Nathaniel Parrish - 25 / 25 - with Gloom, Algernon, and Chris
"Secret training," Nathaniel echoed mysteriously, his lips quirking into a small, playfully knowing smile. "I see."
He rather liked the shadow creature - and it seemed as though, unlike their overly cheerful companion, the newcomer - Chris, as he was introduced - did not seem quite as...well, cheerful. Nathaniel kept the space on the couch open beside him, just in case he changed his mind about wanting to sit.
"It's nice to meet you as well, Chris," he said quietly, not wanting to interrupt if the two of them needed to speak, Nathaniel surreptitiously patting the top of Gloom's head again.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2016 9:40 pm
Lady Red: 25/25, talking to Jeremiah "I had to," she says, "I had to leave her. I thought if I did what they said, I'd be free to go, and I could... I knew I was gone by then and they said if I killed him, if I just made him stop, he'd... I'd... I wanted to go home. I just wanted to go home." Her eyes are bright, tears threatening to spill out. It's the most vulnerable she's ever been and her jaw is tight with hate for it. "And I can't ever go home again, can I?" Her voice is increasing in volume. "I did what they said and I can't ever go home because they sent him back and I'm going to die here, and she's going to be me forever, and, I only did what I was told!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2016 9:47 pm
gloom || 25/25 HP || not wanting new friend to make a sad face Gloom seemed to preen at the mention of secret training, more so under the petting on Nathaniel's hand. Yet- The look on Chris, the way he sounded, did not sit well at all with him. The shadow marten moved, as he was like to, and was up upon Nathaniel's shoulders a moment. His long lithe body moving under the young man's chin with a brush of soft shadow before he was onto Algie's shoulders with a gentle touch of his nose to his cheek and finally, finally, he was on Chris's shoulders. "You," he said very firmly, "should hold Gloom for a little bit." They could talk all they wanted, Gloom just knew that holding things sometimes helped sad voices! It had helped Lily!
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2016 9:48 pm
algernon mercer || 25/25 || who needs hugs when you got magic hands "Chris-" Something dropped in his stomach at Chris's face and his admittance he wasn't okay. He watched Gloom wind his way around all of them to make his way to Chris. Alg squeezed the blonde on the shoulder, rubbed, and offered his hand. His voice dropped softer so no one could hear outside the circle of them, "Take my hand.. and tell me what's happened and what you've heard." Alg's hand was soothing, warm, and perhaps if Chris was open to it, he'd find saying things just a bit easier on account of the older man's touch. Whatever uneasiness or discomfort would just seem to take a back seat in his mind. peanutbutterpies alg hand powers activate if your into it bby
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azuredreams rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2016 10:43 pm
jeremiah mercer || 27/27 || being jerbear and talkin' with krasnya. Something twists uncomfortably in his stomach. Something that eats at him because this is a teenage girl. This is Tatiana, a spitfire, strong and willful, and- He is not going to tell her she was taken advantage of, that she was used, because she knows how far and how deep she has fallen. "Why kill him? To break the cage?" That was the only thing he could figure, that it would bring the Enemy closer to release and perhaps push the end game closer. The words roll off his tongue before he can stop himself, not entirely unlike his son. "To leave the Crown without the Sword? ... but now there is the tithe that is, what, in honor of The Enemy?" He reaches out and his hand hovers just over hers, not quite touching, because her voice is getting louder. Jeremiah stares at her, at the tears that are threatening to fall and she is so, so young. " Krasnya," he says and now he speaks in Russian, " I will help you get home however I can but that means we have to remove you from being part the tithe selection." His hand falls to rest on the fox mask on his side.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2016 10:44 pm
Chris Watts || 25/25 || They're pretty damn effective you're right
It was slightly startling to have the Friendly One - Gloom, he said, which he was going to assume his name - run his way up onto his shoulder. It was quicker than he expected, which was most of the reason for his surprise and he jerked a little in shock before relaxing.
"Uh," Chris could only reply, "Okay." He gave a gentle pet to him and then cupped one of his hands so Gloom could run down if he wanted. The other, he tentatively put in Alg's outstretched hand.
For the moment, everything seemed to settle down and he could focus on Alg. Focus on getting out what he needed to say, in at least a concise manner. "A group of us met in the Scarlet Foyer, after some fight went on in the Ivory Hall. We all shared what we information we had and we're making a kind of.. plan. To try and get some final info, before we try to figure it all out. I could tell it all now but it'd probably be better to tell both you and Jer at the same time, since it's a lot of stuff."
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 3:01 am
Lady Red: 25/25, talking to Jeremiah Lady sniffles and puts her face in her hands. "They serve him. The Enemy. He wants out. Wouldn't you?... I want out, too." Her words are piteous. The sad curve of her shoulders is worse, the way she curls over herself is child-like and afraid. "But we can't let it happen, I, I know that now. We can't break the cage. It has to be reinforced. If you break it..." She cuts off. "I can't say," she says into her hands. And in Russian, she says, "I'm not even sure I can be saved... I don't think there's a way."
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 5:49 am
algernon mercer || 25/25 || with the squad "What fight?" Alg frowned, he didn't like the sound of that. His hands cupped Chris's soothing and encouraging, and even when he slid them away the feeling seemed to linger with a tempered comfort. He glanced at Jeremiah talking to Lady, then back. "Let's give him a minute and we can all talk. Maybe Lady will have some input for us as well." Was she crying? That was probably not good.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 9:59 am
Nathaniel Parrish - 25 / 25 - squadding it up
For a few seconds, Nathaniel felt the warm, fluffy sensation of Gloom's shadowy fur against his face before the creature hopped onto Algernon, and then, finally, to Chris. Nathaniel's gaze flickered towards Algernon's outstretched hand, and then up to Chris, a slight frown of thought on his face, fingers drumming on the leg of his pants.
Nathaniel did not like the sound of a fight. Or the idea of anyone getting hurt.
"I have a napkin with some information," he said, somewhat lamely, his cheeks flushing under the mask. "Maybe I can help with whatever it is that you're all planning as well."
A part of him - the lesser, more frustrating part of himself, whispered, you're not one of them, you can't help - but Nathaniel bit it back, swallowing the bleak, black thoughts with a determination he didn't truly feel, in spite of all of his attempts otherwise.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 10:21 am
algernon mercer || 25/25 || olds gotta sit Algernon took the offered, scooched seat beside Nathaniel, and was a solid warmth beside the young man. He patted him with one of those hands of his. It was soothing. "Nathaniel may have more information that Jeremiah and I combined." He was reassuring, and not the type to take credit for the work of others. "I think this room is safe," As safe as it could be he assumed. No fights had broken out, "Relax a moment, Chris."
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azuredreams rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 2:25 pm
jeremiah mercer || 27/27 || being jerbear and talkin' with little red. It wasn't what he expected to hear, not from her. Yet he remembers the words of the gentleman in the scarlet foyer, the man who was Sunny's father, the man who- It was a cage for them as much as it was a cage for the Enemy. He remembers all too well that it is Ashdown that haunts his mind and not the rainy landscape that is it's doppelganger. Jeremiah pulls out his handkerchief and offers it out to here with one hand, the other touching her hand lightly. "You didn't choose this, did you?" Still in Russian. "To not wear a mask, to possibly be a tithe." Which meant, of course, that she had to be protected. He waits for her to take the handkerchief before he pulls the fox mask off of his side. "If there's a way," to save her, "I'm sure this is part of it." shibrogane she gonna get a mask, it happenin'.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2016 5:30 pm
Chris Watts || 25/25 || squad powers activate
"I don't.." He trailed off, slightly frustrated but mostly thinking. "I think Shun was fighting... The Spinel Lady, Melany? I didn't see any of it though, I had just been passing through the room at the time. But it seemed like a good idea to the hell out of dodge."
He glanced at Nathaniel, giving him a smile. "That sounds like a help, we need all the info we can get." Even if he already knew it, maybe Jer and Alg didn't and well. Chris wasn't fond of repeating himself.
For a second Chris found himself unsure of what to do and then, with a small sigh, leaned against the arm of the couch and brought a hand up to pet Gloom. He was fluffy and actually quite nice to pet. "Okay," He said, then added "I think I might try to talk to The Spinel Lady."
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2016 5:41 am
"Jesus Christ-" Alg murmured with exasperation, the same sort of tone that unspokenly said 'you leave someone alone for five minutes...' or 'this is why we can't have nice things'. "Hold that thought." Alg rose from the spot he'd sat in beside Nathaniel and moved over to his husband. "Pardon me-" He didn't want to interrupt, and had no intention to, but leaned in to murmur into Jeremiah's ear, " Shun got into a fight with the Spinel Lady-" He then was fishing into his husband's jacket to retrieve the notebook with their communal notes and excusing himself back to Chris and Nathaniel. "She seems dangerous." Alg commented to Chris, again sitting beside Nathaniel. He opened the notebook and offered the relevant pages for Chris to read. "And I'm a little concerned about her... servants." Who were clearly their friends. "Gloom do you know anything of her?" shibrogane just interjecting and feeling up husband a second, pardon me peaxnutbutterpies buy my book read our notes
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2016 6:00 am
gloom || 25/25 HP || not wanting new friend to make a sad face Gloom settled into Chris's arms, a surprisingly warm and solid presence. He glanced over to Lady Red and Jeremiah briefly before he looked to the other group. "Y'should be careful," he said, speech slipping. "Spinel Lady is danger. She can make things-" The shadow marten shrunk more in Chris's arms and made a soft noise.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2016 8:26 am
Nathaniel Parrish - 25 / 25 - chillin
He felt a breath of warmth from Algernon's reassuring pat on the shoulder; a brief, soothing sensation that helped relax the knot of tension that had been coiling low in Nathaniel's stomach ever since he had arrived. He cast a glance sideways at him, feeling his face warm, fingers curling around the edge of the couch.
Nathaniel vaguely remembered Shun, but the mention of the fight from the Spinel Lady made him wince a little. She had not exactly seemed the most...welcoming of people, especially not after he'd spilled an entire tray of drinks on her.
And it seemed like no one had anything good to say about her. Nathaniel reached into his pocket and fished out the napkin he'd scribbled on, smoothing out the rumpled words and feeling mildly embarrassed that his were such a mess in comparison to Algernon and Jeremiah's meticulous notekeeping.
His eyes flickered towards Gloom, but Nathaniel was silent for once, frowning slightly as he squinted down at his notes.
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