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 Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 5:58 pm
Terra bustled into the reaper dorm, her arms full of groceries--so full that she could barely see between the two bags. She was planning on making a feast! She didn't know who she would invite to the feast, but she was going to make one! If nothing else, she would bring out the plates to the common room and let everyone eat!
She was so busy making her plans that she wasn't watching where she was going--and ran into a corner. "Aye yi yi," she complained. "When did that get there?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 6:04 pm
"When did they put what where? Oh Jack, did they install something new in the hallway?"
Angeline had been heading the opposite direction of Terra, carefully hugging a wall to keep from bumping into anything she could help from doing so when she heard someone else in the hallway pipe up. In fact, her own inquiry sounded genuinely concerned about whatever new addition.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 6:08 pm
"The corner, it attacked me," Terra said. "Because I was not watching where I was going," she added, flushing at being caught. "Hola! I have not met you, I do not think! I am Terra--" And she was juggling her bags--they kept threatening to fall, especially when she tried to hold out her hand to shake. "Are you hungry?" she asked, giving up on shaking. "I am about to make a feast!"
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 8:49 pm
"Oh boo! Corners of anything are very mean like that. They attack me all the time!" she had the bumps and bruises on her knees and shins for evidence of such things. "They'll jump out at you." She smiled as the voice she'd never heard before introduced herself. "Ah. I'm Angeline. It's very nice to meet you."
It was perhaps fortunate that Terra bypassed her attempts at a hand shake, as Angeline kept her hands to herself not knowing one was being extended towards her, smiling as she almost seemed to keep all her limbs carefully tucked up against herself. "Mmm, food is something my mother said you should never turn down. A feast? Sounds like quite the occasion! What are we celebrating?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 6:57 am
"Christmastival!" Terra said joyfully. But she was picking up on the blindness because of the corners and the way Angeline's eyes weren't meeting hers--just looking in the general direction of her voice. "I am down the stairs," she said. "If you would like, you could place your hand on my shoulder and I will help you get there!" She had run into blind people before--several of the older folks back in her old home were losing their "sight" and she had been there a few times to help them along.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 2:49 pm
"Ah! That is an excellent thing to celebrate!" Angeline actually didn't celebrate Christmastival with her family. They had a different set of 'holidays' they celebrated, but she understood the Christmastival was rather exciting to the student body. Which, on the note of bodies... "Oh..I...am I that obvious?" she laughed nervously. "Thank you. That..."
The clockwork reached out and groped for Terra's shoulder carefully, settling there (she hoped that was a shoulder, anyways) gingerly. "Haha... Okay. Lead the way?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2012 2:54 pm
"No, no, it is not obvious!" Terra said. "I am just experienced with eyesight problems from friends at my home," she explained. "We must go forward about ten steps, then we will reach the stairs," she said, starting forward. When she got to the top of the stairs she paused, counting them. "There are eight of them, they are about a foot deep, they start with your second step," she added, stepping down the first one. Lost of the skeletons back home that still had eyes tended to rely on those eyes until they rotted. But she didn't mention that part. Instead she counted each of the steps as she led the other female down them. demon_pachabel Sorry, forgot to quote! *goes to start the Invi one*
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 9:41 am
"Ah." Angeline didn't sound much less anxious about it - it wasn't that she was ashamed of her vision problems, but that some people had a way of being cruel about it and she didn't like that when it did happen.
The clockwork silently counted each of the steps as she took them, her lips moving as she did so. The stairs were handled a bit more carefully and she gripped Terra's shoulder a little bit tighter, feet carefully sliding across the surfaces of the step as she edged her way down, each step accompanied by a deep breath to steel herself.
"Your directions are very helpful. I appreciate that. I...am still versing myself with the interior of the dorm."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 10:28 am
"Si! I have gotten lost a few times myself," Terra admitted as they reached her hall floor. "Are you new to Amity as well?" she asked excitedly. "I am very new! I have not met many people, and it does make having a feast a bit more difficult," she said. "Ah, this is my room," she said, turning and juggling the bags enough to get the door open. "Do not worry about running into anything--there is only a table and the kitchen," she told her. The table is ah--" she did some mental calculations, "about twenty steps in to the left. The kitchen is to the right of that. I can lead you to the table if you would like to sit down! Then we can talk while I cook!" she said happily.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 10:39 am
"Oh, it is less about getting lost and more about...how long until the hallway ends and the number of steps and are there handrails and I hope nobody is at the bottom of the stairs when I fall down them...." Because, unfortunately, if there weren't handrails or something for her to grab onto, she would end up falling down the stairs.
Angeline's other hand pressed against the doorframe, 'walking' its way in slowly as she got a feel for what was right by the door, always half-reaching to make sure she didn't just walk right into anything - albeit the instructions about steps was nice. She wasn't sure how big of steps, but she assumed Terra would average them out.
"But yes. I'm rather new. It makes navigation quite a task, if nothing else. But I'm sure in a few months I'll handle it a little bit better. The inside of the school will be..."
If most teachers posted up written notices about classes, Angeline would never actually find them. Ever.
"I would like to sit, yes. I think that will keep me from ah.... knocking things over."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 12:03 pm
Terra helped her as much as she could without seeming rude. Then she took the bags into the small kitchen and unloaded them quickly. "I admit, I do not know what is traditional here for Christmastival," she said to the other female, moving to the counter nearest the table to start working. "I have gotten some small birds to roast! They look quite plump, it should be very tasty," she said as she washed her hands and started the oven. "Other than the stairs and such, are you liking the school so far?" she asked.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 1:27 pm
Angeline settled in and immediately tucked her arms into her lap and her feet underneath the seat to keep from having anything be in the way. "I am not sure what is traditional either - my family does not celebrate Christmastival." She closed her eyes (not that they needed to be open anyways) as she listened to Terra bustling about, trying to get an idea of what she was doing, her head half turning to follow the motion of the ghoul's walking - the sound of her feet.
"Well, the plant life and paths that are paved have their own problems, and I will not start on doors, but I have had a rather informative experience thus far. I've yet to have attended much on the class front, however."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 1:37 pm
"I have been to two," Terra said. "In one we put together a botiquÃn de pri--er--a medical kit to be used in healing. In the other we went to Christmas Town and hit trees," she said. "It was very cold and smelt like peppermint! But--" She frowned, realizing the problem. "Very often, the classes, they are mentioned on paper posted on the walls," she said. "It would be difficult... do you have un--a skelephone?" she asked. "I can call you if I see a new class!"
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 1:46 pm
"A medical kit? That sounds very useful." Angeline noted, "And somewhere that smells like peppermint sounds very pleasant." She added, nodding a few times. "Christmas town, hm? I've heard of that place in my mother's stories she tells at the shelter to the ghosts and - " she didn't finish the thought, just frowning. "She often tells the story of Jack Skellington's attempt to steal Christmas." There. Diverted.
"Oh.. they...post written notices?" Angeline suddenly looked very distraught by this idea, cupping her face in one hand. "That would greatly reduce my chance of ever knowing they are happening." When Terra suggested her skelephone, Angeline shifted to find the charm in her pocket that was directly connected to the phone, feeling for the rough crystalline edges of it before pulling the device out of her pocket and setting it on the table, scooting it forward, "Yes, I have one, he-" - and right off the side of the table.
Wince. "Oops."
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2013 2:02 pm
Terra glanced over, just checking. "Do not worry! I do not think it has broken!" she said, her hands covered in bird seasonings. She finished up quickly, setting them on the cooking tray and sliding them into the oven before washing her hands again and walking over to the table in case Angeline needed help finding the phone. "I will call you!" she declared. "I will insert your number into my phone, and that way you will know when things are happening! Although there is the chance I will not see the notice, either," she admitted. "Do you know your number or should I find it on your phone?"
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