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 Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 10:01 pm
 Stressed, she was completely stressed out and it was showing. She pulled out another batch of crispy cookies and frowned down at them. Great, just great she was so stressed out now she couldn't even get her cookies to come out nicely. She sighed and set them to cool anyway slipping off her oven mitts and popping a hot one in her mouth with a CRUNCH.
Relax...relax...just relax...it's an exam it's no big deal. Except it wasn't just the exam that had Sin on edge, it was the student re-elections...which she had decided not to go for, eee!mails from her parents demanding to know her progress in school and what alliances she made. They didn't ask about friends, they didn't care about such trivial details, they wanted to know what she was doing to push ahead. That was the real problem...she wasn't, she wasn't pushing like before, she had come to Amityville full of devious plans and wicked intentions to become number one...and along the way she had realized she cared more about other things.
The problem with this self discovery was that it terrified her, what other things were there? WHY did she suddenly care about other people? Why was she willing to let her boilfriend be...himself? Wasn't she supposed to be grooming him into the perfect consort and longtime alliance? That sounded so...cold...she and Rosc had finally come to happy grounds and she didn't want to ruin that trying to change him. Okay, but Rosc was a demon, like her so his feelings mattered, what about the rest?
Why did she find herself liking and even respecting Shehk as a Fearleading captain? Shouldn't she be trying to steal the position of Captain for herself? Yes...but no! She didn't WANT it, she liked Shehk, a lot of people liked the undead ghoul she was a good leader, she deserved to be captain.
Sin sighed and leaned against her marble counter and looked around, she never felt quite so lonely as when she was surrounded by all her opulent things...none of this could give her what she wanted. The beautiful canopy bed couldn't be her friend, the antique vanity didn't talk to her or hug her, and this gorgeous kitchen...echoed something fierce.
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 10:34 pm
Calder had been meaning to see Sin for quiet some time. Being a caring friend who had helped him through his drowning habit, she had risked her life for a complete stranger without any benefit to her. To Calder, she was high up on the list of amazing ghouls, and it was about time he paid her a visit. Part of him felt guilty for not arriving sooner, but the year had been busy and what with a break between exams to go home and....deal with difficult matters like moving into a new band, he had lost track of much needed reunions with certain demonesses.
To make up for it, he had decided to give Sin one of his most liked hair pieces. It was made of thunderstruck birch, a lovely white wood, cared with poison ivy and deadly spiders. Seeing as they both had long hair, he was sure she would like the ornate comb as a nice decoration if she ever decided to put her hair up. He certainly liked them, but he never had the occasion to wear this one in particular. Maybe in due time, he'd learn how to carve better and make a few of his own. He'd been meaning to ask his mother how.
Present in hand, wrapped up in long leaves and a green bow, Calder hummed as he knocked on Sin's door. Seeing as he had always visited Barth, he found it very silly he hadn't just turned a corner and went down to visit Sin just as often. This had to be fixed!
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 10:44 pm
Sin looked up surprised by the knock and tilting her head curiously, she checked her calendar with a quick glance, no appointments or visits scheduled today? Maybe it was another lovestruck gnome? She shrugged and walked over to open the door and smiled when she saw Calder.
"Calder! How nice to see you...I...I was glad you were alright after...the island." She still found it hard to talk about that place, the cold sick feeling she got remembering her friends dying all around her gone.
She stepped back and waved him in moving to slip off her apron. "Come on in, I was just...baking, care to taste?" Her baking was passable at least for some reason simple measurements for cookies, cakes, brownies, and bars were no issue...but actual cooking...that tended to be a disaster.
With a flourish Sin quickly pulled out the seat to her vanity and nudged a footstool infront of it. Being a good hostess had been drilled into her as much as pride in her demonic heritage. The visit was a welcome distraction from her frantic thoughts, and Calder was such a nice boil, her first contract too which made her all the more fond of him...but not as a friend...exactly...he was just...an easy mark? She forced her smile to remain intact accustomed to the simple pleasantries.
"Have a seat, want a drink?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:04 am
Calder smiled when Sin opened the door, having not been sure she was in, busy, or entertaining. She was a rather popular ghoul considering how very pretty she was, or at least that was what Calder believed. Certainly someone very willing to help out as she had done for him would be surrounded by friends, not to mention that he felt that most demons, being both high up in social hierarchy and wealth, probably had a set group of associates. It was one of the reasons why he was happy she even bothered to be his friend, low on the ladder as he was as a monster and a kelpie. His clan was unknown, had no wealth, and interacted with hardly anyone.The fact they even owned land was their only real claim at all.
"Hi!" He said, chipper as he stood in front of her door but was soon ushered in and welcomed to the sort of wealth he had expected of most demons he had encountered. It was just like Riley's or Barth's, overdone in extravagance that any teenager might desire, and completely outfitted to have all those necessities and luxuries that one might want. There was also the scent of something homemade and sweet that caught the attention of his otherwise sensitive nose, making the place all the more welcoming.
He took the chair, brushing hsi tail aside with one hand and sitting down with a pleasant "Thank you" in return, but looked at the footstool in a strange manner. What....was it? More importantly, how did he use it? His hooves weren't angled the same way as most creatures and therefor made the piece of furniture bizarre to him. He decided it was a very small table, and set the present he had for her on top of it. There.
"I was fine on the island, thanks to you. I didn't drown a single person." He did however have a rather unpleasant encounter with Riley, but that wasn't up for discussion and he had no need to bring it up - EVER! "Your room is very nice, and smells good. I didnt' know you cooked. I'd like to taste whatever it is." It smelled like cookies. He liked cookies. He hoped it was cookies!
sitting pretty in his pretty seat, he looked around, curious and inspecting the place and all it's lavish gadgets and do-dads. "...and I wouldn't mind a cup of water." A kelpie hardly ever turned down a drink, alcoholic or otherwise. "How have you been? I haven't seen you in a while. Sorry about that by the way. I kept meaning to come over." His ears dropped a bit as he refocused on her. "You're not mad at me, are you?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 7:44 pm
"I'm glad to hear that the lessons paid off then, things were really crazy on that trip." She moved to grab a clean glass pouring some water and popping a few ice cubes in it. She grinned and slid a few of the cookies onto a plate walking over and offering them to him.
"Oh I don't cook, I bake." She laughed and perched on the edge of her bad her ankle sliding behind her calf as she delicately crossed her legs.
"Sorry they came out a tad crunchy, I think I lost track of the time." Sin followed Calder's gaze and for a moment she felt confused as to what was drawing his attention. Oh...the room itself of course, she had been surrounded by incredible furnishings, haute couture, and fine dining since she had been born. She often forgot that others hadn't had the silver spoon in their mouths...ever...and some were unlikely to ever experience the lavish world of demon high society.
Little good her wealth and superior attitude had done her here, this was the real world...or at least the real school world. She had to prove herself here before she could ever return to her deliciously cursed life...and by the time she graduated she wondered if she would even want to go back to the Err Estate.
"Mad?" She snapped back onto the conversation and quickly shook her head. "Oh no! No not mad...I...I feel a bit guilty for not having checked on you actually...it's just everything on the island...kind of freaked me out." She had realized she actually cared about her friends and just how painful caring could be.
She forced a smile and pushed on, no need to dwell on unhappy thoughts. "You're here now though, it's good to see you, you...you look different...a bit more confident I think?" She tilted her head as she tried to place the mild change. Had Calder taken his exam already? She wanted to ask, but she hardly wanted to admit how terrified she was of taking hers.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 8:25 pm
Calder grinned at the sight of the overdone cookies and glass of cold water. Sin really knew how to make a kelpie feel right at home, and he accepted them both happily, tail flicking beside him as he set the plate on his lap and took a drink of water. Hmm. A bit on the hard side, but it was freezing cold. Ice cubes. Now that was luxury! "It's really good. Thanks." He said, happy to eat her baking disasters. As long as they were sweet, he would eat it. Considering that Calder also ate toads and raw fish, his standards were not that high in the least. So long as it wasn't bitter or sour, he was happy, and his expression as he munched on a cookie was just that. Happy. Almost childishly so, and all it was lacking was Calder swinging hsi legs, which was hard to do when your hooves already touched the ground. He wasn't short after all.
He would have happily went along munching if it wasn't for the mention of the island, which made him slow and finish his cookie. "I didn't like that island." His ears dropped as he took a sip of water with both hands holding the glass before talking again. "I didn't like what I saw. I don't like being the one afraid." He didn't live wolves, elevators, evil labs, and death. He hated it all. "I'm glad we're not there. I don't ever want to go on a field trip there again. I'll chain myself to my bed if I have to." To which he looked away and took another sip of water.
Quick to change topic, he looked back up, ears flipping back up as he clearly was moving on from talk of the island. "Really? I don't think I look any different? Is that a good thing? I thought I still looked a bit banged up, but maybe I'm relieved. Everything is wrapping up this years and everyone is being happy. I don't have to worry about prom or exams or anything. It's a big relief!" Well, he still had his clan exam but that was farther away. He just had to rest and relax till break. "I can't believe it's been a year. I didn't think I'd even make it this far." He had gone to a school, with other creatures, and hadn't been kicked out. That in itself was an accomplishment!
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