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 Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 9:57 pm
This is a private RP between...
Lillian and Tyson
Mouse and Fredmitiri
Kumoru, Lucretia, and Bhel.
Location: The Shopping District of Gambino Isle.
Time: Late Morning/ Early Afternoon.
Weather: A fair late fall day with a cluster of gray heavy clouds in the sky. Any Saturday, especially those set in the late weeks of November, always brought in the Holiday rush crowd. Not even the cool and crisp air that had set upon even Gambino Isle deterred the determined shoppers. Frost had begun to creep across the store windows and the Christmas decorations were being hung on every lamppost and wall hook that could be found. Halloween had long passed by now and the final red and orange leaves had fallen to the ground leaving behind bare and seemingly dead-looking trees. It was now the season of giving, or to many, the season of great stress and the need to rush. Among the busy shoppers that had littered the streets of Gambino Isle’s shopping district were a pair that had found themselves pressed up against a window. “Oh, Lillian! Look at that!” Tyson pressed his pointer finger against the cool glass window of a particular comic book store. The people that were milling about him, occasionally bumping into him or knocking him off balance, didn’t take his eyes away from what sat inside the store. The child looked over his shoulder to Lillian who stood behind him with her arms crossed. Much to the tyke’s delight the direction he was pointing in had captured her attention because Lillian was now glancing in at the object. “I know a good little boy who would really like that for Christmas, you know. The newest collection of the Super Hero comic books with my favorite heroes in it would make my day!” He told her with the biggest and brightest smile he could muster, which was not a difficult task to accomplish at all. Lillian reached forward and circled her hand against the window to take away the pesky frost covering. When her vision was no longer distorted, the teenager looked into the store and at the large display that’s main piece was a large tin box dappled with paintings of superheroes. All around the tin box were comic books that must’ve came inside, a couple of small action figures, two posters, and some code rings included.
“Don’t you already have some of these?” The young lady who possessed the authority asked. She then turned on her heel. “Come on, we need to keep looking around.”“No I don’t! These are the old comic books! I have the new comic books of the series, but this new collection is for all the old books. If that makes sense…” Tyson found himself scratching his head when he thought over what he had just said. Without another complaint though Tyson followed after his sister into the stream of people, there was just too much to do now, too many boring things to look for. If only something interesting would happen.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 10:18 pm
If Tyson were as obsessive and attentive to the characters in the comic books as he seemed to passersby, he most likely noticed how the bright red cover of one portrayed one of the superheroes he loved so much about to be attacked by a Tentacular Monster, a shadow of the diminutive Villain in that particular chronicle grinning off to one side. It was all too thankful that those sort of things remained imaginary adventures and monsters like that didn't actually exist.
...or did they?
In a portion of the street that the youth and her sibling were meandering towards, there was... a bit of a scene going on, and the center of it seemed to be a rather short individual in fogged-up glasses and a peacoat. It wasn't so much as a 'scene' as it was just staring, as it often was wherever this individual went during busy hours, the people around her were having a great deal of trouble believing that the creature she had in tow was real. And since it was nearing Christmas time, the problem could only get more complicated: people wanted to know how she got one, where she got it, what it could do, how to take care of it, whether it was really alive or just a clever animatronic, the price range on these things...
"No, it's a chimera, not... I got it at a laboratory... no, there aren't any more available..."
This sort of attention was something that the green-head clearly did not appreciate, given the absolute death glare that was radiating from her face. Wrapped around her neck was a Strange Tentacled Thing, except it seemed that those appendages ended in cat paws, and whatever it was also had cat ears as well that were quite visible as it shivered into the crook of its owner's neck. Why wouldn't the yammery people go away?
"...Could you please back off? I need to buy things too, you know... PLEASE! I'm not a salesman, leave me alone!..." The girl was getting more irate by the second, and probably didn't sound all too kind by the time Tyson and Lillian were within earshot.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2007 10:53 pm
Bhel toddled through the crowds, seemingly oblivious of all of the people pressing around him in spite of the fact that he was still three feet shorter than the shortest one. He held a fat candy cane stick in one hand, stuck there by the slightly melted sugar. The other end of the treat was in the boy's mouth, between his cheek and his teeth on one side where he slurped noisily at it periodically, and the rest of the time sort of drooled down that side of his chin. His mouth was red and sticky all around, and it looked like a few unlucky strands of bangs had gotten stuck into the sugarmess, too, and would require washing once shopping was over.
At least Bhel was being quiet and fairly mellow, and holding his sister's hand like he had been told.Lucretia knew that the candy cane had been in her brother's other hand previously, because she had been instructed to hold it. She did so gingerly, and making a bit of a face as she tried her level best not to think about the toddler drool-sticky all over her palm. Kumoru had told her to hold his hand, though, and the Raevan figured that doing so would be better than having to deal with a screaming baby with horns later on if Bhel got himself lost.
She was feeling okay overall about this shopping trip, at least, since no one was buying anything they would force her to wear. Her father had wanted her along to help buy something for her sister for something called "christmas". Lucretia was not sure she understood fully why this mattered, but it was something to do.Leading the pair of his children, Kumoru slipped through the bunches of people as well as he could without losing Lucretia and Bhel. The sooner he could get out of the place the better, although truth be told, he was also not exactly looking forward to the inevitably crowded bus ride on the way back. If he just got as much shopping done as possible now, then maybe he would not need to make many more trips back before the big holiday.
The necromancer thought back to last year, when his family had been a bit smaller. The idea of Christmas had completely escaped one of them, and it seemed like he may need to explain the idea to Lucretia as well.Lucretia caught sight of a change in the crowd up ahead, and hovered a bit higher to try to see what was going on. In the center of the thoroughfare, it opened into a circle which was liberally decorated with trees and tinsel and large plastic nutcrackers. There was a queue forming, though, like someone of interest had moved into the display in the middle. She strained to become as tall as she could without lifting poor Bhel up off the ground, her sharp eyes picking out the red-and-white costumed man with a huge, full, white beard seated on what looked like a throne.
"Daddy, who's that?" she asked, her tone becoming eager as she leaned close to her father's ear."Hm?" The necromancer stood on his toes and saw the telltale crowds of children. "Looks like Santa Claus." He waited a moment to see if Lucretia would lose interest and go back to her usual monotone self. When she did not, he tried asking, "Do you want to go see him?"Lucretia had already started to take off through the crowd, her brother Bhel in tow.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2007 9:09 pm
“Excuse me. Excuse me!” Not even the polite words that Lillian voiced would open the sea of shoppers who had made their way through the streets with little mercy for others around them. It wasn’t long until the bustling and overall busy motion of the passersby had knocked the duo off course from their desired location. Lillian scowled, her nerves snapping when she couldn’t see over the heads of her “shopping opponents”.
Thankfully Tyson had remained at her side throughout their journey to make it over to the opposite side of the street. “Hey! Look! What’s going on over there?” The tyke voiced from where he was beside Lillian.
Lillian looked down at her brother who had kneeled down upon the ground and was busy peering between the legs of several patrons to get a better look as to where they were headed. In his search for the sidewalk, Tyson spotted a beautiful blue whirl of ribbon floating gracefully alongside the small torso of a goat. Of course it was an interesting sight to behold while shuffling through a forest of legs, but even within the core of the confusion Tyson knew exactly to whom those ribbons belonged to. “Hey! That must be a---“
Before he could finish his proclamation of a sighting, Tyson was pulled abruptly to his feet and dragged forwards by his sibling without even a sliver of a chance to look back.
The child wriggled against her, he was beginning to tug towards the direction he had seen the raevan in. But oh no, there was not the slightest chance that he was getting away from Lil’s strong grasp. While the tyke had been looking through the legs of the people around them, Lillian had been listening to the voices that surrounded them and there was one that didn’t sound good.
Instead of taking the high road and leaving the trouble in the dust, Lillian was heading right towards it with Tyson in tow.
It could’ve been the hysteria in the speaker’s voice, or perhaps the onlookers couldn’t make their minds think straight anymore, and they could’ve just grown too tired to fend off their spot from the youths who had pushed them out of he way. Well, Lillian figured that whatever it was to make them clear the way so quickly, she’d have to thank them, or possibly it.
When they neared the center of the crowd, the view they had now revealed a young woman with an oddly shaped scarf wrapped around her neck. She was being heckled and annoyed by her fellow patron’s, a sport that Lillian took much dislike towards.
Tyson gasped when he saw what it exactly was that was wrapped around the screaming women’s neck. It looked like, well, like a villain from the superhero comics! The cat octopus looked like the super villain of his Guns and Steels comic, Mr. Fiend’s henchman and Octopeel.
“Whoa! Lil look! Doesn’t the cat thing look like something out of my comic books? It’s like Octopeel from Guns and Steels fifth issue!” Tyson smiled at the creature that was only a few steps away from them. Instead of running out like he would’ve only a few months ago, the child decided to be patient and see how things stemmed out from where they were at now.
Instead of following her younger brother’s lead of staying quiet and just standing on the edge of the crowd, Lillian had begun to beckon people away. This was rude and childish, the way these grown adults were clambering for an object that they knew they could not receive.
Her bravery and probably a hint of her own stupidity led back up as she shouted to the shop goers words such as, “Go away, get a life, and leave her alone.” Although amongst all the voices; Lillian’s normally strong voice struggled for dominance over the dozen others that were screaming for a bargain with Mouse over the silly little toy.
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2007 10:05 am
Well, it might have been a slight exaggeration to say that Mouse was screaming, per se, but she had definitely shed the majority of her calm by the time Lillian and Tyson had reached the group. Being as short as she was definitely served a disadvantage here; as much as she shook with frustration and dished out insults, it was more or less impossible for her to intimidate the group away. And since most of them were on the hunt for the Next Big Gift... well. Reason had been thrown out the window the very moment the first few people approached her a little while ago.
"...lady, if you really want to get a new pet for your spoiled brat, then maybe you should try an animal shelter instead of-"
Before that remark could be finished, Tyson had burst onto the scene and interrupted her midsentence. And his observation really could only make things worse - some of these people were the parents of comic fans (or comic fans themselves), and now they had all the reason to think that she was holding some limited-edition collectible from the 'Guns and Steel' series. Lillian's voice could barely stay audible amongst those of everyone else. Oh, the joy.
The crowd had started to thin, though, thanks to some people getting bored, deciding it wasn't worth their while, or simply becoming disinterested after overhearing the commotion about the chimera allegedly being from some comic series they had never heard of. This was a window of escape Mouse wasn't about to overlook! So she calmly asides to Lillian, "Thanks for trying to help, but I really should go," and after gently encouraging Fredmitri to hide inside her peacoat, she... made a dash for it, escaping from what remained of the crowd before many people could protest. If anyone wanted to follow her, though, it probably wouldn't be too hard; the fact that her coat was the only not-green article of clothing she was wearing could make her a bit easy to track down.
By the time she finished darting and dodging between droves of shoppers, Mouse wound up at the slightly noisy line of tots waiting for an interview with the one and only Santa Claus. At the end of the line was a man in mage robes, accompanied by a candy-grubbing child and... he was also talking to a wintery female Frei. Well, if nobody was bothering this man about his floating torso... her chimera was making noises of discomfort, and the greenhead decided this felt like a safe place to let him out to wrap around her neck again.
With a friendly little laugh to try and bring attention to herself, she walked up to the necromancer and greeted with, "I didn't think I'd run into someone working for the Lab all the way out here."
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 10:57 am
Bhel followed his sister without complaint, almost as though he did not even notice that she was no longer leading him after Kumoru. When the Octopussy caught his wandering eyes, however, the bull perked up a little and tried to tug his hand out of Lucretia's grip, yanking in the direction of the lady with the curious creature. When she did not immediately let him go, Bhel pulled the sticky candy cane out of his mouth and bonked her across the knuckles with it.
As the drool-coated candy hit her hand, Lucretia immediately let go of Bhel's hand, withdrawing her own as though she had been bitten, and paused to examine it, giving it a look like it was somehow cursed by the toddler-spit. Then, remembering that she was supposed to be keeping track of her brother, the Raevan glanced off in the direction the boy had been tugging... and did not see him.
Lucretia sighed and rolled her eyes, hovering in place for a moment before settling on continuing up to the decorative picket fence that had been erected to keep the crowds away from Santa Claus enough that beaming parents could take photographs of their children with him. She could grab the bull again later. This Santa thing had to be investigated first.
Once he was free of Lucretia's grasp, the toddler shoved the candy cane back into his mouth and made his way for Mouse, staring the whole time at the little furry many-legged creature with her. When he got close enough, he removed the candy from his mouth again and pointed it at Fredmitri.
"Bwah!" he declared, and followed her, waving the candy cane. As Mouse led him straight back to his father, however, the bull settled for observing the chimera while hiding behind her legs.
Kumoru nodded to Mouse as she spoke to him, then leaned to the side for a moment to give Bhel a Look. Then he glanced back over at Lucretia for a moment before addressing Mouse in reply, saying, "I wouldn't really say I work for them. I just keep track of this one. Try to prevent her from wandering off...."
As long as Lucretia was staying in one spot, the necromancer figured she was allowed to watch Santa for now. He stood in line for the moment, though, so that she could join him later if she wanted, and actually get a chance to talk to Santa if she wanted. Though the mage was not at all sure she would be interested in that. Bhel might be, at least.
He gave the bull child another stern glance, and made a gesture telling him to stand with him instead. "Sorry about Bhel, by the way. I think the sugar is kicking in." Then Kumoru asked, "Are you affiliated with the Lab, as well?" He did not see another Raevan with this green-haired woman, but then if she recognized Lucretia as a Raevan, then it was not impossible.
Bhel pouted and stuck the candy cane back into his mouth as he rejoined his father, slurping noisily on it before biting off the end. He kept his eyes on what glimpses he could get of the chimera, though, and also grinned shyly at Tyson as he caught sight of the other boy.
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 9:46 pm
When the time had come for the crowd of holiday shoppers to subside and return to their agendas; Lillian turned herself around to try and discover exactly who she had tried to aid. After putting up with an onslaught of ferocious shoppers like that it was a necessary precaution to check and see if she had survived with all limbs rightfully attached. Yet instead of the face of the woman greeting her, the teenager was met with the retreating form of green.
“Aw rats…she’s leaving already?” Tyson complained beside his sister. “I wanted to look at her animal a little more. Ya know, if she didn’t look so angry I would’ve asked her if I could of held ‘em.”
Lillian’s response to her brother’s disappointed grumbles was just a small shrug of her shoulders. Yes, the creature had been sort of cute, but there was no way in heck she was about to let them have another animal roaming around the house. Besides, there were still items on her list that she had to buy, and that meant that they had no time to dwell over some freakish cat thing while she could be shopping for bargains.
With that in mind, Lil nudged Tyson in the direction that the woman had fled to and where the shops she wanted to check out resided in. But to the elder sibling’s dismay they didn’t make it very far before something else caught little brother’s big eyes.
A magnificent shade of blue which matched the raevan’s coloring that Tyson had seen earlier was just the side of them! The youngster whipped his head in it’s direction to see if the raevan was really there or if his eyes were just playing tricks on him.
“Lil! Stop!” Tyson’s small feet pressed into the ground to halt their advancement in the shopping journey. Among the mix of holiday colors and winter furs that decorated the cold and grouchy shoppers trudging around them was Tyson’s big wish of the day. “A raevan!”
Not even Lillian’s hardest tug of the tyke’s arm could get him to move away from the spot he was at. He could see the young frei just fine where he was and didn’t wish to move just so he could venture into a clothing store for more shopping. “So there are girl raevans! I’ve just met the guys…” He muttered with slight astonishment and befuddlement. Although before he could get her attention, Tyson’s eyes dropped to the short and plump figure beside the raevan.
He thought he had felt eyes on him. Instead of catching the blue female’s attention he had occupied the child’s. “Hi there?” Tyson began as he sported a great big smile. “How’s your candy coming along? Good?” Well, there was no harm done if he struck up a conversation with the little guy.
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 8:31 am
The green girl had to commend the necromancer for being able to handle a young Raevan along with a small child out here. Lucretia definitely stuck out in the crowd, especially at this time of the year, looking as if she were a half-finished ice sculpture brought to life. Which, when given some thought, was probably what the people in the crowds were thinking given her guardian's attire (either that, or the frei simply looked far too expensive for people to try and buy).
"Well, same basic idea," Mouse shrugged. When asked about her own ties to the Lab, she gave a small but very enthusiastic nod. Jerking a thumb around the creature wrapped around her neck, she explained, "Yup! This chimera was made there. He's a fusion of two souls- in this case, an octopus and a cat." The chimera in a question was in no way oblivious to his surroundings, either. When his ears caught the noise of the satyresque toddler approaching him, he slithered into action and climbed halfway down his owner's back until there were only a few of his tentacles clinging to her shoulders. With curious lime eyes he stared at Bhel, and he let out a small meow before reaching out a boneless paw to try and bat at the candy in his hand. Sticky, yes, but it was still shiny. Right?
And then, the cries of 'A raevan!' made both chimera and owner flinch in surprise. Mouse jerked around to face where the childish voice was coming from- making Mitya meow in surprise in dismay as he was suddenly moved right when he thought he was about to get at that candy- and there was that one kid who had said that the chimera looked like something-or-other from that one comic book.
One emerald eyebrow lifted in surprise and confusion when Tyson's recognition fully registered. Exactly how popular had the Lab's main project gotten, again? She guessed they could be easy enough to spot if you knew what they were; Gaiain families could get strange, but as far as she was aware raevans were the only potential additions that had half a body and a glowing Futhark rune where their stomach should be. Weird that Comic Book Kid over here had heard of them... oh well.
"Hey, weren't you with someone else?" the petite one slowly asked. She hadn't noticed that the kid had dragged Lillian along just yet.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 4:12 pm
"Very interesting. I hadn't yet seen any of the other projects that the Lab conducted before. He looks very interesting, though. Is he hard to care for?" The necromancer leaned to the side to get a better look at the creature as it crawled down the girl's back. He trusted her to keep the chimera from biting Bhel or something, and... somehow it just looked more comical than dangerous. Still, he kept half an eye on it.
Tilting his head slightly, Bhel crept forward again and reached out with his free hand towards the squishy eight-legged cat creature. A smile appeared on his sticky lips as it meowed and swiped at his candy cane. He pulled the other end of it out of his mouth and held it up as though offering it to the chimera.
And then people started talking to him. Withdrawing the candy cane and shoving it in his mouth again, he stepped back to Kumoru's side and just stared back at the boy who had addressed him.
"Uh-buh," he offered after a moment.
Lucretia turned around at the calling as well, and drifted back to her father and brother. People stared at her as she moved, but were fortunately not mesmerized enough to step out of her way.
Her features blank, the ice rose Raevan glanced at Tyson, then at Mouse, then at Kumoru and Bhel, then back at Santa. Or rather, at the crowd that had filled in the spot where she had been watching him.
"What?" she asked simply, looking at them all again in turn.
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Posted: Sat May 17, 2008 5:50 pm
Tyson looked up at the woman who had addressed him. He carried a confused look but it melted away to his usual lovable smile without a fight. Casually Tyson looked over his shoulder with no real concern that he couldn’t see his sister behind him at the moment. In a strange sense Tyson had decided a long time ago that Lillian was part blood-hound. After the dozen of times Tyson had run off, Lillian always tracked him down in the end. So this wasn’t going to be any different.
The boy jutted his thumb behind him and calmly told Mouse, “Yep! She’s just behind me. Any second now…”
The lad was right. If the crowd hadn’t become thick with shoppers, Lillian would have been beside him when he came across the little grouping. The teenager was just a few strides behind him. There was nothing to worry about.
With a push here, and a shove there, Lillian fought her way through the thick wave of shoppers. It proved to be a difficult task with so many bodies, bags, coats, and strollers in her way but nothing was impossible. After a near collision with another woman, Lillian reached her brother and the little group he had joined.
Her hand found its usual spot upon her brother’s shoulder when she got close enough to bring him back to her side. After Tyson was situated in close proximity where he was safe, Lillian gathered herself and looked at the faces that surrounded them. Inside the little circle was the green woman, her mutated cat, a kid devouring a candy cane, some guy, and a raevan…beautiful. Tyson sure knew how to pick them.
“I’m sorry, he just wandered away.” Lillian apologized. Whenever Tyson got away from her the outcome was rarely to her liking. The boy just attracted trouble so it was hard to feel at ease when he was gone from her side for a few minutes.
Tyson scowled and looked up to Lillian as she rushed into apologizing over nothing. “Lillian…” He scolded her then nudged his sister to bring her attention to look back at the grouping. “I’ve been good,” Tyson reassured before continuing, “and anyways…these guys must be apart of the lab like us. You guys are, aren’t you?” The lad asked calmly since he had full confidence in himself that he was positively absolutely right.
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