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 Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2018 5:15 pm
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(Lieutenant Chrysoprase) chooses to search the Apothecary and investigate the ‘potions’.
Chrysie spat on the ground before she wiped her mouth. She felt a gross cold sweat creep over her, even as her friend helped her restrain her hair and the feeling of nausea passed. She already needed to take a shower from falling into this place — couldn't the universe maybe settle for that and not add a cold sweat to boot? Whatever, she told herself. If we stick close to the Sovereign then we can get out of here and I can sit in a bathtub for, like, three weeks.
And they would get out of there if they didn't step outside to get mauled. The sound alone of whatever was out there made her jump a little, as if it might know where she is if she responded to it too emphatically. Some of the other agents actually went for that, though. Their funeral, she guessed.
When she straightened up and wadded a couple fingers of her gloves into her nose, she followed her teammate to the bizarro shop. "Looking at these sure beats going outside right now. Maybe one of them could help with the awful smell in here? But I'm not super sure about playing with weird glasses full of old liquids." In her disgust, she picked up a balm by the stuck stoppered top, two fingers minimizing contact, until the stopper shook itself loose and the rest of the bottle dropped back onto the table. "Crap," she sucked a breath between her teeth as she waited for another stench to hit her.
"Bad idea." She looked to Argellite, her grimace apparent.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2018 7:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2018 8:25 pm
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Eternal Kamacite chooses to Stay Inside and watch the rest of the demonstration.
Kamacite’s eyes narrowed on Tiberius’s furry form at the twinkle tush comment, grumbling softly to himself about how was it that he was the one stuck with the overbearing, intruding, crude, sexist guardian cat, and not anyone else.
Although, he supposed there was a good thing about Tiberius giving him s**t. It was taking Kamacite’s mind off of how much he hated the Rift. He didn’t intend on letting his guard down, but it was easier to relax a little around so many others who were all searching for the same thing.
Searching….? For what…? No, they were getting ready for a festival… right?
The clothing merchants seemed like the best choice since it was out of the way and not as loud (in his opinion) as the food stalls would have been. He fondly brushed his hand over some dark blue fabric.
“I don’t suppose you will find any clothes in your size,” Kamacite glanced in Tiberius’s direction, and lifted the silky blue shirt from the rack to hold it up to himself. “I like this color.”
The noise of the Earth Knights drew his attention, and he carefully placed the shirt back and turned to try and get a better look.
"Kind of flashy. Just your style, I'm sure."
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2018 8:59 pm
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General Benitoite chooses to investigateOutside for the source of the roar.
Strong as he was, he'd earned his rank the hard way, the General was still feeling sore and still moving a bit more gingerly than he normally would. But at least he was up on his feet, and choking on dust, as he made his way towards the sound of his cousins voice. "Cuprite...you'd better actually be alright." He wouldn't have his cousin lying to him and not being alright, and be needing help, but not admitting to the need.
Moving around the basement led to the discovery of the rotting plants...and the smell to go with it. "Oh god..." He covered his nose, his mouth curved into a sign of his disgust over the stench. "That is why I don't like cut flowers." He stated as he looked from the white haired female in his group to his elder cousin. "They rot and smell." His potted plants weren't nearly so bad - they didn't die and rot. He was good enough to keep them from dying, even in winter, it was why he had a greenhouse.
When the group got out of the basement, to some fresh air, he was surprised to find a bazaar around them and an apothecary!
Heading that way, intent on seeing what they were selling and what deals could be made, he was yanked from that by the loud roar of what he could only guess was a rather upset youma.
While others stayed and occupied themselves with other, safer, things the General was heading towards the sound. His weapon was summoned as he turned his slate eyes focused on where the sound had seemed to come from. This wasn't good...he didn't like this.
"Hatsya....come if you want or not. I won't force you either way but I want you safe." As much as she disliked, even hated, him he did wish the best for her. He couldn't help that his summons had bad timing...and well...a prince and hail and their own magic...well didn't go so well. Nothing had been intended to go wrong - it just had.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2018 10:44 pm
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2018 1:49 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2018 1:50 am
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2018 6:53 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2018 7:07 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2018 7:22 am
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Sailor Zubenelgenubi chooses to search the Apothecary and investigate the ‘potions’. [ Points so far +5 +3 +3 ]
At least she had a nice soft landing, 'Mali would always somehow come in handy. Maybe she felt a little bad for almost crushing him, but he was the one that grabbed onto her as they were falling. It wasn't exactly her fault she ended up in this position. She rolled off of him quickly and bounced to her feet, dusting off debris as she did.
"Thanks for the soft landing." She reached down to help her brother up next and slightly rolled her eyes at the reminder that they did, actually, have a mission of sorts. Maybe there was a reason they had all fallen into this basement. Not that she believed much in fate, plus there was a very funky smell down here. One she was not very happy to be around. "A quick look around and then we're out of here."
That quick look around led to a very unpleasant discovery though. As soon as she walked in the smell was overwhelming. She immediately left, wondering how dead husks could possibly smell so awful. She steadied herself against the wall opposite of that dreadful room. "I'm so done with this I'm going upstairs." She was still a little light headed, but the more distance she had fro that room, the better. 'Mali certainly wouldn't be far behind her. As she started to climb the stairs leading out she looked back to check that her twin was in fact behind her, but was quickly distracted by what she saw once upstairs. And what she heard.
That couldn't have been a good sound, but this shop seemed like it might provide something useful to them. Or at least something neat to take home for later. "Hey 'Mali, look at this stuff. Think any of it could still be good?" She was looking at a self filled with various potions.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2018 7:47 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2018 8:47 am
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Sailor Zubeneschamali chooses to search the Apothecary and investigate the ‘potions’.
"The only thing soft is your head..." As much as he wanted to fuss at his sister, and fuss over her to assure she was alright, he knew that she was, given how she was so quick to try to leave. She was right though, the smell down here nearly made him gag...
A look around at the dead creatures did have him wondering the same thing... If these had been long dead, how could they still smell so awful? 'Nubi was right, the moment she started heading away, he trailed right behind her, and breathed deep of that stale, but not disgusting air in the next room over. The sounds above were startling, but the shouting really couldn't be heard so he chalked it up to not my problem.
"I suppose they might be, but I'd advise against drinking them yourself. Who knows what might happen, you might turn into a blueberry and then you'd truly be youma food, now wouldn't you?" He himself poked at a particularly warped bottle with mild interest... It was tempting to knock it over, much like a cat would, to see what happened, but seeing as there was no quick escape here, it was best not to.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2018 9:44 am
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Captain Carnotite chooses to head Back Outside to continue shopping. {13 pts}
Her window shopping could only get her so far. The crowds were immense, and she began to scowl and huff as each of the tailors' shops proved to be too stuffed for them to enter. "This is ridiculous," she hissed at one point to her companion. "We'll have only fabric scraps at this rate... hm?" She'd continued to scan the marketplace as she spoke, her attention settling on the bustling Smithy's shop. "Now what's going on there?"
Moving closer to watch the goings-on, she was intrigued to see a collection of Earth knights going through a demonstration. "Well that's fun," she admitted with a slight smile, taking a moment to observe. But... again, the crowds increased, and she tugged on Alabaster's arm. "Let's try the tailors' again. Maybe we can finally get into one of those shops while everyone else is here."
Her looks took precedent over a demonstration in her mind, after all.
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