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 Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 10:34 am
Ivy tucked her wings close to her form as she peered into her room. She'd been listening to the stranger talk from just outside the door. She didn't think the figure was from around Demoria anywhere, since he was dressed strangely. He certainly didn't look familiar to her. Pushing the door open further with her tail, she stepped inside, leaning against the door frame.
"Are you comfortable there on my bed?" she asked quietly, flicking her tail to and fro.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 4:49 pm
"I say, dear lady,"the foppish clad figure said, with a start, "if your boudoir were anymore comfortable, I would have already been asleep, rather than waiting to see what nature of creature kept such luxury." The figure then, very lithely, almost levitated itself from the bed spread, in a perfect front flip, and landed at the feet of the stranger, in a half kneel/half bow. "My apologies for the intrusion, dear...", looking up, he noted the wings, and tail, "Deamoness, but my travels have brought me hither from places unknown. Apparently, your bedchamber was my unforeseen destination 'giggle'. Getting up from his kneel, and breaking into a full fledged, noisy bow, "I am Jigsaw, my fair maiden, at your service"
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 5:04 pm
Ivy stared at Jigsaw, a mixture of suspicion and amusement in her expression. If he really was from another place, that would explain the odd nature of dress and mannerisms. Lifting her gaze to the window, she noted that it was still locked. What he said had to be true, unless Lucid was already aware Jigsaw was within the castle and hadn't told her. But her Master wouldn't do that. Of this much she was positive. The only question now was, what was she supposed to do with him? Turning slightly, she pushed the door shut, then locked it soundly. Shifting her gaze back to the one called Jigsaw, she smiled slightly, inclining her head a bit.
"You may call me Ivory." she said, coiling a long lock of her crimson hair about her fingers. "Just because I'm curious, how did you get into my bedchamber to begin with?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 5:24 pm
"Well, ya see, funny story, that one. Last place I was in, was fairly technical in nature. I was able to pick up a.. well..", the fool reached up and passed his hand over his mask. When he removed his hand, there was a faint impression of a human face on it, one wearing glasses. The voice that spoke next, was one that didn't match the previous person "... a Mark 5 series interdimentional universal tracking unit. One which can pinpoint any location in the multiverse, and utilizing the subjects unique teleportaion ability, traverse anywhere, with great accuracy!" The voice sounded like one would think a learned scholar would sound, save a tad bit younger. The gloved hand once again sheltered the face temporarily, and the facial impression was gone, back to the chalk white mask. "And, the blasted thing homed in on a source of great power, but apparently this power is inaccessible. It bounced me here. Bloody gadgets!. Never trust a scientist, I always say." If you looked at "him" the wrong way, you would almost say that "he" winked, but through the mask, you may not be able to tell. He got up and walked back over the bed, and picked up a small metal square, covered in strange lights. Pitching it towards Ivy, he said , "Are you any hand with technology, never had a 'head' for it myself 'giggle' ". He then reach up and, apparently, turned his entire face sideways, seeming to incline his head, but only his face moved...
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 5:41 pm
Ivy curled one wing about her form, shielding it from the offending flashy object. She simply watch this device fall to the floor with a clang, then took a step to the side away from it. Lifting her gaze again to Jigsaw, she frowned.
"I'm afraid I've no idea at all what to do with it." she said quietly, moving to the bed as well. She sat carefully, pushing her wings back so that they were flexed along the length of the bed. Running slender fingers through her hair, she watched him with keen eyes.
"So you are from a different dimension than this one?" she asked, trying to take this new information in.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 5:53 pm
Going to where she had stood only moments before, and retrieving the "offending flashy object", he placed it into his queer outfit, and turned to face Ivory. "Yes, I am from many dimensions, as it turns out. I have been far from my home, for most of my life, and do to the random nature of my..., he makes air quotes, ".. 'Poofing' ability, I haven't found the way home yet." Again, he waved his hand in front of his 'face', and this time, it was replaced by a shadowy version of the dramatic Tragedy Mask. He began to move towards the opposite end of the bed. Even his bells were audibly muted. "I've been gone so long, I don't even know where home is anymore. Sitting down on the far edge of the bed, he tilts the mask back to straight, and reforms the formless face. "But... enough about me!", he said with a start, his mask flashing the Comedy Mask. "Tell me about you 'giggle'. You wings, they intrigue me..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 6:04 pm
Ivy shrugged lightly, bringing her knees up to her chest and resting her head upon them. Wrapping her arms around her legs then, she laces her fingers together.
"They do come in handy, for balance and flying and the like." she admitted. "But they're just average wings." Flicking her tail, she continued to watch him. "I'm a Carrion Demon. This place is the only one I've ever called home really, but I would follow my Master wherever he decided to go." she said after a moment. "How do you do that with your mask?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 6:16 pm
"Do what?", he said, make his mask morph into a question mark shape.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 6:18 pm
Ivy smiled, a soft giggle emitting from her throat.
"That.." she said pointing with a finger to his mask. "How did you make the face appear before? Is it magic?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 6:29 pm
"Ah... that." The voice from behind the mask sounded a bit terse. "My mask hides many secrets, and has had many owners besides me. It houses... ", the mask takes a form of it's own volition. One of a small child, and the voice eerily matched... "every one that ever wore the mask, they went mad!. That's what Grammy said. I'm not mad, am I?" , and back again."... all the souls of those that came before me." He heaved a heavy sigh. "I keep it in check, and have for so long, it's become my only interaction with the world... Magic, yes, I would say it's magic 'giggle' just not magical.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 6:40 pm
Ivy took this in, her expression going very thoughtful for a moment.
"I see.." she muttered. "So now that you're here, what are you going to do?" She eyes the spot that he'd stashed the flashy trinket. "Are you going to try to use that thing to leave again?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 6:45 pm
"I would,", he removed the device. "... however, it's power has been drained, and other than the ability to make weird noises and blink erratically, it will do me no good. Looks like your stuck with me."Again, the mask changed, this time, to a young woman. He sprawled across the bed, towards Ivory, on his stomach, propped his 'face' up on his hands, and began kicking his legs above his body "So, like, do you wanna paint each others nails, or some junk?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 7:10 pm
Ivory raised a brow, a slightly confused expression falling over her features. Since she wasn't sure what he meant, she shrugged, shifting her body so that she mimicked him. She let her wings relax and they drooped down onto the bed, fanning out to nearly cover the surface. Flicking her tail back and forth, she rested her head on her hands.
"I'm not sure my Master would be happy if I did anything strange to my nails, so we probably shouldn't." she said. "Speaking of which, he'll want to meet you when he's no longer busy. He owns this castle and most of the surrounding land upon which it sits." She considered for a moment, then smiled slightly. "I think he might like you."
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 7:24 pm
"Well, ya know what they say, love...", this time, the face is of a grizzled older man, with the shadow of a patch over one eye..."Yar, any port in a storm, yar."With another agile moment, he rolled off the bed, into a stand, jingling all the way. His mask was the same pale white again, with almost the ghost of an upturned smile. From nowhere, a tall staff, topped with a little jester clad skull appeared to his hand. "Pocket and I would be glad to accompany you 'giggle' to meet this master of yours. Or any other inhabitant of this castle. If they be as fair as you, oh dark lady, it will be a treat. Almost faster than she could blink, Jigsaw had lightly taken her hand and bowed his mask to it, lightly touching the area of his lower chin to it. It almost felt like a set of lips were actually present. As quickly as he had done this, he was right back where he started, awaiting Ivory's lead.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 8:25 pm
Ivy smiled, rising from the bed as well. Folding her wings neatly along her back, she stepped toward the door. Upon reaching this, she disengaged the lock and pulled it open.
"Come along then.." she said quietly, stepping through the opening. "Let us see who is up and about, shall we?"
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