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 Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2010 10:22 pm
It wasn't everyday that Binx managed to venture out on his own and while he was comforted in the knowledge that Belladonna would soon be following (he could hear the tell-tale click of her boots at she pranced after him), he didn't worry much over it. He paused for a moment beneath a tall, scrawny tree to scratch under the pink bow forced around his neck. He didn't think the color much suited him, but he also didn't have much choice.
"Binx! We aren't racing you know." Belladonna chided from her distance at the top of the winding sidewalk that was still a good distance from the paused cat. She was smiling at the cat, so he didn't bother flicking his tail in an angry manner, but instead smiled in the way only cats can and stood up to begin a race she had now started.
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Posted: Mon Aug 30, 2010 10:55 pm
Her stomach was rumbling, loud enough that it woke her up from her mid-afternoon hiding in the bushes nap. Chuppi found that the people at Amityville didn't understand the concept of siesta, something that was as common and normal to her as say...eating lunch, but when she'd mentioned it to a few other students they'd laughed their proverbial asses off at her and tossed her into the bushes. With her quills stuck into the ground and unwilling to move while she was crying, Temes had decided that now was indeed a good time for a nap.
When she woke up because of her stomach she managed to wriggle herself free, sniffling a bit because she'd cried herself into the siesta, but that all soon changed the moment one of her sniffs brought a particular scent into her nose. She smelt blood - animal blood. Fresh, live animal blood. Very, very close. The Chupacabra looked around to see if she could find the source, her eyes narrowing as their color changed from their usual dusky red to a more alert red of warning, and she felt part of her body shift as the view of a cat graced her eyes.
"Cena. Dinner"
With a strong leap and a good aim, she landed herself right next to the cat, her lower jaw open and ready to receive.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 8:29 pm
Just as Binx was about to begin his flat out dash, a rather small monster pounced into the space beside him. He only classified the... girl, yes the girl, as small since she really and truly was small. Even in her crouching position he could tell she was really lacking in any sort of stature, yet this did not keep him from noticing the unusually intense look in her red eyes.
"Um... Hello??" Binx questioned, tensing his limbs to dart if this girl tried anything funny as he suspected she would. The more his yellow eyes took in, the more he realized he was in a very dangerous position. Why was her mouth open in such a manner?
"Oh! Have you found a friend?" Belladonna called from her position still a good number of feet away. She chuckled to herself and began a little trot towards the two. "He's harmless just so you know. If he says anything rude, don't mind it, he just gets testy from time to time..." She was chattering away to herself, evidently unaware of the danger her little kitty was in.
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 9:03 pm
Well, darn - this thing could talk. Almost instantly Chuppi's jaw slammed itself back shut, her stomach protesting with a high pitched grumble that seemed more like a whine than an actual stomach sound. She moved from all fours and watched as her legs shifted a bit back to how they should have been, her whole goal now to get herself back into a proper standing position. It wasn't very hard to do, she was good at this minor leg change, and she dusted her hands on her pants as she looked up at the approaching figure.
They were much taller than she was - not really hard considering Temes was barely 2' 7", and they looked maybe a little bit older than she was. It was funny that Temes was already thirteen, old enough to be considered an adult amongst her kind, but since she was so little she was still mistaken for a child. Oh well.
"Er, no. He's....fine. I thought he was something else, I'm sorry."
When the little girl spoke it was quite clear she had a thick Spanish accent, and that perhaps English was not her first language. That didn't mean she was stumbling as she spoke, far from it, but the way she pronounced several words was rather odd. She reached behind herself for her Thermos, the item having shifted as she moved, but it stayed attached to her thanks to the strap she'd made for it on the way to the school.
"...I wasn't really going to eat him, honest."
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Posted: Tue Aug 31, 2010 9:30 pm
As soon as Belladonna was within ear shot, her smile faded to a rather uncertain quirk of the mouth. When the girl mentioned eating the cat, Belladonna broke out into a frantic run, snatched up Binx when she reached the two and held him squished against her chest.
"You were going to EAT HIM!?" She asked, her eyes wide and full of an unknowing horror. Why would anyone want to eat the cute, adorable, pink ribboned Binx?? He was like a baby bat or 100-legged-spider pom pom. He was too cute to eat, or even think of eating, or even think anything other than he was the epitome of adorable.
"She said she wasn't going to eat me..." Binx spoke up, figuring if the girl paused in the middle of her attack than she really wasn't all that bad. She surely meant well and she looked so young, he couldn't help feel a little kindly toward her. (Granted, it could have stemmed from the fact that he had escaped a very certain and rather grisly death and was feeling just generous in general...)
Belladonna's eye narrowed for a moment, not feeling so forgiving as her pet, but she saw the uncertainty on the small girl's face, as well as noticing the dirt still caked around her quills. They seemed a part of her persons and the rest of her looked well kept. Maybe it was how small she looked, or how strange her accent pronounced certain words, or just her face really appeared sorry... Regardless of what it was, Belladonna released her tight grip on Binx and instead managed a small smile for the girl.
"Well, if you really ARE being honest..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 3:54 pm
"It's just....that sometimes, after seista - a nap - I...wake up a little hungry. I'm really sorry, but please don't hurt me."
Chuppi's expression looked downright pitiful as she expressed her regret for wanting to eat the cat, though the painful whine from her stomach proved that she wasn't lying about being hungry. The cat was safe for now and likely for the rest of the time the chupacabra knew the pair - she didn't eat friends. Intentionally, anyway.
Almost as if to calm her nerves she pulled her Termos over and placed her mouth on the straw, sucking in some of the contents. As the straw was the clear sort, not the white, the dark red liquid that she was eagerly drinking like water was very visible. Thank goodness no one could smell it either or else she'd have a bigger problem on her hands.
"I promise I'll never bother either of you again if you don't try to stick me on a tree or something. No me gusta - I don't like it."
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 10:55 pm
"Why would we want to stick you in a tree?" Belladonna asked with wide eyes, totally unknowing of this trend in student behavior. But if this young monster didn't like being put in a tree, then maybe it wasn't a positive trend?
The bright red of the vertical liquid from the girl's straw caught Belladonna's eye for a quick moment and she intuitively guessed what was going on. For a moment she considered it, pursing her lips and giving Binx a quick kiss on the head before she smiled at the young girl.
"You drink blood and sometimes... eat animals, yes?" Hoping to keep the girl, who was obviously very scared of other, from running away or becoming more scared with her best smile. Even Binx was smiling in the way only cats can, though his was more reserved since well, she had just tried to eat him... Somewhat...
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 8:48 am
"They stick me on a tree because I cannot fight back. I am very small, you see, and I do not like trying to hurt others. It makes it easy for them to pick me up and use my quills to put me against things. Mira - look."
At the mention of her quills again Temes turned and showed her back to the woman, figuring she was safe enough to do that. Both the girl and her cat were smiling (...somehow) which meant they were friendly, right? Her quills looked more like razor sharp spikes that caught the light and wiggled a bit as Temes breathed, her shoulders moving up and down as she also drank more from her thermos. The turn only lasted a moment before she was facing the pair once more, her large red eyes still looking rather...scared.
As for the next question, seeing as the girl had watched her drink and it was hard to hide the red color and possible aftersmell on her breath. It was better to answer than tell a lie, since lies never ended well for Chuppi. Ever.
"Si, yo bebe sangre. Er...yes, I drink blood . . and it's easiest for me to get them from small animals. I am a Chupacabra, it is what I do. You are a bruja, right? A witch? You should understand what comes naturally then, right?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 8:47 pm
The gasp that escaped her lips was at once over-dramatic, but also full of sympathy as well as a hardy dose of outrage. Why, this girl was so small and she seemed so sincere. Sure she had tired to eat Binx, only she hadn't even tried that! She thought about it and then realized he was a pet and she stopped.
"That's awful! You poor thing." Belladonna's eyes followed the quills, noting they literally a part of her body. "Do you think we could clean the dirt off them? If we can find a cloth thick enough I'll wash them for you. They look rather sharp..."
As for the blood, Belladonna waved a hand at that, giving the small girl a smile.
"Oh don't worry about the blood or animals... I mean, you have to live and that's what it takes. Besides, you don't eat anyone's pet so don't even bother yourself with it. And bruja? What a cute word!!"
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2010 4:18 pm
"Er."
Chuppi didn't really have the heart to tell this nice woman the eating pets was one of (if not the very) reason/s she was enrolled at the school. Having in insatiable appetite did nothing for one's friends or the pets of said friends, and Chuppi's stomach gave a faint rumble as if to add its two-cents into her silent thoughts.
"If...if it's not too much trouble, then por favor - please. Unless I can properly clean myself my quills will stay dirty and start to itch soon enough. People here seem to think it's funny to stick things on to me as well, because I can't reach to get them off."
Temes demonstrated by trying to reach for her quills, her hand really only able to reach the top most or the bottom most. It would explain a bit while she smelled a little, likely from being unable to properly clean herself. It wasn't that much of a problem though to stink while at Amityville - hardly anyone smelled good.
"And..you like bruja? It's my word for witch, or my language's word. Witch sounds cute to me."
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2010 10:46 am
The 'er' did not completely reassure Belladonna (or Binx for that matter) that this girl was telling the entire truth, but she hadn't fully contraindicated the statement, so it had to be partially true. Or maybe that wasn't right at all... In any matter, she had sailed past that topic and now needed a bit of attention that Belladonna was more than willing to give this poor thing!
"It will be no trouble. If you wait here I'll send Binx off to find us a cloth." She turned toward him, he looking up at her with an unhappy expression on his face, and smiled sweetly. "Binx, please darling... A cloth and maybe some water if you can manage it?" The little cat puckered up its lip in a pout, but when Belladonna placed a kiss on his forehead he sighed heavily and jumped from her arms, dashing away with the quickness only cats possess.
After that Belladonna turned back to the girl, taking a step forward and offering her hand.
"I'm Belladonna and that's Binx! Its very nice to meet you. Are you a first year too?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 4:31 pm
Chuppi sighed inwardly with relief once the issue was no longer pushed and the pet was sent away. Sucking at the contents of her Thermos had kept some of the hunger pains away but it did nothing for her overall want to snack on something fresh and warm. Perhaps once this was all over she could find her way back to the cafeteria and see what they offered there, but for the time being she'd have to suck it up and get through this encounter without any rough patches.
When the girl stepped forward and offered her human-like hand, the Chupacabra hesitated and looked down at her own hand. This Belladona person had five long fingers and a beautiful palm, while Chuppi had short and squat fingers that totaled only three and a thumb. She also had rather sharp claws that acted in the place of finger nails, but she'd learned long ago how to be very careful with those. Since it seemed like not shaking hands was not an option Temes extended one out, careful not to scratch this new person.
"My name is Temes, el gusto es mio - the pleasure is mine. I am a first year here too, yes. My parents sent me to the school to help me get better, or so they say."
Chuppi hadn't been at the school very long but she already was developing a sneaking suspicion that her parents were on to something more than just wanting her to learn.
"Are you here to get better too?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 13, 2010 3:21 pm
With the handshake finished and Belladonna now intensely aware that she should be more careful when shaking monster's hands (didn't she remember when she was 12 and got all excited about meeting that boy with scissors for hands? Obviously not because she sustained many a scratch from that meeting!), she smiled at the girl once more.
"To get better? Well, I am here to better train my FEAR. Its a little sad right now, but everyone says that your first FEAR isn't too scary. One day I hope it gets MUCH bigger!" And scarier. With spikes on its armor, and oooh, wouldn't it just be delicious if the spear it carried actually worked and got massive and have little bat wings that dripped poison and just aahhhh!! For a moment her mind was intensely thinking of all the possibilities her little Death Tarot Card FEAR could take. It only took a moment for that little nagging somewhere in the area just to the right of her heart in her chest to realize Temes meant something a bit more than her FEAR.
"Are you here to get better at something else?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 20, 2010 1:57 pm
"My parents sent me here because I am a ner....strong. I am really strong and they want me to get better and not hurt people when I touch things."
Temes remembered her parents telling her that she wasn't allowed to tell other students or even the teachers that she had a nervous eating problem. Apparently such a thing was considered too pathetic so they'd lied on her application to get her in, and if the faculty knew the truth maybe she'd get sent home. Her parents certainly didn't want that to happen since they'd been glad to be rid of her. Temes chided herself for almost slipping and telling the truth. She would have to be much more careful around everyone.
"I should be training my fear better too. Mi madre says I need to practice and become amazing. Is your mom that way too?"
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Posted: Tue Sep 21, 2010 7:28 pm
Strong? Really? That was really odd because she didn't seem very strong. In fact, she looked like she was rather average in the muscle department. And wait a minute! If she was strong, than why did she let people push her around? Why wouldn't she stand up for herself when people stuck her in trees or in the ground or teased her or hurt her quills?? Sure, she might not want to touch them for fearing of hurting them... But... Hmmm. Something wasn't adding up.
"Most everyone is here to improve their FEAR!" Yet when Temes posed her question about Belladonna's madre, her eyebrows had a momentary clench of unhappiness. They quickly unhinged, but her shoulders stiffened and she sighed heavily, crossing her arms and popping a hip to show annoyance. "My mom is... Well... To say she's competitive is kind of an understatement."
To say her mother was anything other than hell-bent on having the most perfect witch daughters in the entire world was a lie. Growing up Belladonna had been too cute or too happy. She wasn't practicing hard enough on her FEAR (even though she could read Tarot cards better than her eldest sister Hemlock). When a young witch should glide with unheard steps and stare at people with purple eyes, Belladonna skipped and smiled with pink eyes. It was quite possible that she'd never be a perfect witch. But really, who wanted to conform anyways?
"So yeah. My mom wants me to become amazing too."
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