Noci had managed to find her way into the bathroom without anyone seeing her, she slipped in, closing the door silently behind her and flipping the lock on before heading to the window, ensuring it was closed. "Now then" she began counting off her fingers, "three...Nine...eleven, yep, eleven days, I hate this". Looking into the pristine mirror above the sink the young looking girl looked at the body she was cursed to live an eternity in, but this was not her reason for the sullen look upon her face, 'Okay Noc, come one, only a little longer'. The obsidian blade was now held in her right hand, the other reaching back to undo the corset style ribbon that held the back of her dress closed revealing a mess of partially healed scars that covered what by now was the entirety of her back, between the scars was the remainder of a strange symbol.
'Hope you're enjoying this, you damn narcissist' holding the dark blade in both hands above a mostly clear spot on her back, she breathed in deeply, eyes closing, she stabbed the blade quickly and directly into her back, a screech of pain escaped her lungs as she arched her back in pain, blood trickling down and dying the inside oh her dress. The Symbol glowed a faint green colour as she pulled the dagger out, her eyes changed to a vivid red as her right arm turned to a gauntlet of fire which she put against the wound causing another scream of pain from her that echoed around the room. the glow grew slightly brighter before fading to nothing. As fast as she could she cleaned up her back, done her dress back up and made her way to the kitchen.
Posted: Mon Feb 10, 2014 5:17 pm
Rodger moved in front of Loki and hurried into the dining room. He smiled at Saiirin as she poked her head up from the seat, her nose sniffing wildly at the smell of the food.
Rodger placed the platter and bowl down on the table and moved the lit candles further apart. He placed the platter between them, and moved the bowl beside the platter.
Saiirin placed her front claws on the table, her gold eyes staring longingly at the food. Suddenly, at the faint sound of a scream, the dragon’s ears twitched toward the doorway, and she quickly climbed to the top of the chair, her wings outstretched.
Rodger spun around at the sound, nearly knocking one of the candles over, and stepped toward the door.
“Did you hear that?” Rodger asked Loki.
Karinda! Saiirin called to the girl.
In the kitchen, Karinda looked to the door and placed the plates down on the counter, gravity making them clink unnervingly against the countertop.
Aye, I heard, she replied to the dragon’s call.
“Wait here,” Karinda said to Jarod, then rushed to the door. Keeping one hand just inside the kitchen, she leaned out the open archway.
As a second scream sounded, Karinda bounded forward toward the hall on the opposite end of the living room.
”I’ll be back,” Rodger said to Loki at the second scream as he ran out of the kitchen, his steps close behind Karinda’s.
Karinda entered the hall and stopped as Noci exited the bathroom. Rodger skidded to a halt, his body arching as he narrowly avoided running into Karinda.
“Noci!” Karinda exclaimed and closed the distance between her and the seemingly young girl. She placed both hands on Noci’s shoulders and held the girl at length, looking her over. “What happened? Is all well?” She glanced to the hall and bathroom door behind Noci, then returned her attention to the girl.
((did you want plushy doing something? i could have him sing....? it not yet time for the other posts....but i read all these still smile ))
Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 1:27 pm
((Sorry for the wait again. OTL If I take too long in the future, please feel free to skip me if necessary. sweatdrop I feel like I keep holding everyone up.))
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Loki reached out and steadied the candle.
"Yes," she said, delivering her words with a quick nod.
She followed Rodger towards the door and quickly glanced over the hallway before focusing her gaze in the direction of the kitchen. Jarod had been about to speak and take the plates from Karinda's hands when they were interrupted by the first scream. He froze, nodded at her request and would have gone through with it had she not taken off at the second scream. There was felt a flutter of fear in his chest and he responded with a short, soft whimper. He took a step towards the archway, his hands playing with the front of his shirt's collar, and tried to think of where exactly his mother and everyone else was. Loki followed Rodger out of the dining room, but instead headed towards the kitchen. She called her son's name right as she stepped foot into the kitchen and reached out to lift him up as she approached him.
"Come on." Jarod wrapped himself around his mother, relieved by her quick appearance and comforted by her touch.
"What was that?" He kept his face on Loki's shoulder as they exited the kitchen. Loki set Jarod down where the table would be between he and the doorway, then knelt down to speak to him.
"I don't know what's going on, but Rodger and Karinda have gone to take a look. I want you to stay here for now, okay? I'm going to go see if they need help."
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2014 4:34 am
Noci & Willow:
Hearing someone approaching, Noci's eyes turned back to their natural green state and the fire gauntlet on her hand dispersed. "N-nothing, i'm-" before she could finish there was a black flash next to her and in its wake revealed Willow, seemingly unarmed. "Oh Karinda, how pleasant meeting you again, and so soon" Willow held a hand out to Karinda, apparently for a handshake.
Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2014 9:08 pm
Instinctively, Karinda jumped back at the flash of black, an arm outstretched to guide Noci away from Willow and push the seemingly young girl behind her. Rodger stumbled back a few steps, and blinked against his shock.
Karinda! Saiirin’s voice called, the dragon beating her wings from her perch on the dining room chair as she readied to take flight.
“You!” Karinda growled as Willow greeted her. Her nose scrunched in disgust and anger at the woman’s outstretched hand.
Stay! Karinda ordered the dragon, who growled low in her throat at the demand.
“What?” Rodger asked breathlessly, glancing quickly to the window and door, both securely shut. He turned his now stern gaze to Willow, determination and fearlessness glimmering in his eyes. “Who are you?” he asked, his voice stern and demanding.
“That matters none,” Karinda growled. Moving her arm well away from Noci, she raised her arms slightly beside her. Fire sparked to life and spread to her elbows, the flames licking harmlessly at the sleeves of her hoodie. Their light flickered menacingly across Karinda’s face. “Leave, wretch,” she snarled, murder in her bright blue eyes. "I desire not a battle. Neither upon this hour, nor the ground upon which we stand." She suppressed the urge to glance back toward the kitchen where she had last left Jarod.
((Do you by any chance remember if Karinda and Saiirin know Willow's name?))
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 10:43 am
Willow:
"I hate to sound patronizing but it seems I am the only person here not looking for a fight" Accepting that her hand would remain unshaken she moved it up to gently check all of the buttons on her jacket were properly positioned, she had chosen her usual japanese school outfit, but this time the long red scarf was accompanied by a black spiked choker. "Besides If I had wanted to kill you I would have done so years ago", she noticed Noci move away from her and take a stand besides Karinda.
Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2014 7:04 pm
Karinda snorted, her eyes never leaving Willow’s hands as she adjusted her jacket, her muscles tense and ever ready to defend herself and the others. “Then what doth thou desire from us?” She snarled, her flames refusing to dwindle.
Karinda snorted again as Willow spoke once more. “I lacked residence ‘years ago.’ I shall ask once more. What. Doth. Thou. Want?”
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 9:22 am
Willow:
"We will get to that" not seeming to care about the fury of the women before her, instead she turned her attention to Rodger, an almost gentle smile spread across her lips, "As for your question Rodger sweet-heart, I am Willow Reaper, ex-third in line to the head of the Reaper family, and one of the only surviving daughters of Lord Death himself." Throughout her monologue she had raised a small throne of shadows up from the ground and draped her self gracefully and effortlessly across it, apparently bored of her own title.
Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2014 4:27 pm
Karinda blinked and took a half step back in surprise at Willow’s introduction, her flames flickering and dwindling a fraction. Lightning shot across the sky just outside the window, followed by a loud ka-boom, startling her. She glanced outside to the menacingly dark sky beyond the window, and the rain suddenly began to pelt the glass with renewed vigor.
Rodger’s eyes widened, and his mouth parted slightly as Willow created a throne of shadows and sat. “You’re… I-it’s an honor, Miss Reaper.” He inclined slightly and took a cautious step back, glancing to Karinda and Noci before turning his wary gaze back to Willow.
Karinda snorted at Rodger. “If you consider meeting a murderous, doghearted hag like her,” she spat, glancing at Rodger, " then you have a twisted sense of ‘honor.’”
With her mouth pulled up and nose wrinkled in a snarl, Karinda commanded the flames to form into a flickering, elemental sword. She raised its tip and pointed it at Willow’s throat, the heated light creating extra shadows on the woman’s face. “Either ‘get to that’ now, thou half-faced harpy, or depart from my sight!”
((yes, i am still here, my plushy post is ready for the 6:30... smile ))
Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2014 10:51 pm
Where We Are (the Defender's Town)
Weather: The storm has quickly picked up. The rain falls in a constant sheet, and the wind whips around outside, turning some droplets into small missals and pushing at the branches of trees as if in search of any loose ones to steal. The thunder and lightning has begun to appear with great frequency, the electricity lighting the dark, ominous clouds hanging over the city. All but a few storm chasers and those daring enough to brave the weather still remain out on the streets.
Time: 6:15 in the evening.
((Hey, I know you are still there, and I actually got on now because I realized I forgot to post the next time stamp. I said I was going to post it, and I had no intention of not doing so. You constantly mentioning it makes me NOT want to post it. I am not the person who gives in to persistent nagging, but am usually the one who gets irritated after a short while and screams for silence, or it's not going to happen, period.
The last time/weather update is on page 52, and it states 5:30. I recognize that food--like boneless chicken--takes twenty to thirty minutes to cook (respectfully), and that was the time skip, so right after that update it was technically somewhere between 5:50 and 6:00. In the remaining time, there have been only 19 posts that are not OOC only, and a couple of them do not cover a full minute of actual action. The last couple between Rikku and me would have only been a few seconds each, and a couple of them are longer because of things that happened simultaneously, like how Karinda interacted with Loki the same time as Jarod interacted with Rodger.
Sorry, I am trying to be more careful about actual action time vs. description time in writing. Like the action in itself could be, "The young boy watched television. He grabbed a cup from a table," while when you add better description, it becomes something like, "A young boy in pajamas patterned with cowboy hats lounged on a beige couch, his eyes glued to the TV across the room. Prying his brown gaze from the Saturday morning cartoon, he grabbed a clear glass filled with chocolate milk from a small table beside the couch." More words, better picture, same action. The same amount of in-story time passes in both examples, even if one takes longer to read.
Yay for mild digression. burning_eyes
The point is, if I have not posted something yet, it is probably for a reason. If anything, I would appreciate a PM instead of an OOC post as a reminder, if you think I have forgotten something, since my memory is as far from infallible as is possible. Okay?
I know it does not say 6:30, but you do not have to actually wait until that exact time for your character to do what he needs to do. His timeline is not set in stone, and things could have happened where he started his next adventure fifteen minutes early.))
Plushy walk to the bon fire place where all the kids where, he finds it more empty than it should be. "Where is every one?" Plushy asked. "The bon fire is cansled due to the storm, we need you help getting the kids home." "But it just rain, Plushy can get the fire going still...." "It is going to get much worse, bad enough you may have to hide in the garage. Now, lets get the kids loaded up and home before the storm comes in." Plushy started scooping up kids with his tail, and placing them on his back, Plushy place kids on his back, he loads up all the kids he droped off here for the bon fire, Plushy was wanting to play with the kids some before the fire, so he whent there once he finished his "old" bus route. But the storm comming ruined this, but then he had time to take the kids home before the storm did come in, and it was raining already, and much thunder could be heard, and it was plenty windy with dark clouds all around. "Plushy help clean up." he said, as he used his tail to help move tables. "No Plushy, don't move the tables with you tail..." he rolled his eyes as plushy move the tables, "We can take it from here, you get the kids home!" So Plushy went back to bus route mode, and started walking down the street. Leaving the grown-ups to clean up the park. my OCC
((you have the storm as starting some, that a bit early from the plan, but it ok, the storm start is what we wait for....so plushy post.))
