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 Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 11:50 am
Damien was bored. Terribly bored. And that was not a good thing, oh no. Not at all. He needed to be entertained and he needed it now. The baphomet did not exactly have any friends, though. That was the biggest issue. For whatever reason, people didn't like it when he called them his minions, but it really was a great position for them to be in! After all, they got to hang out with him and they were spared his wrath. Not that his wrath ever seemed to work out in his favor, but that was beside the point.
Perhaps he should try making one of these regular friends. A partner, perhaps? Sidekick? Whoever they were, they'd most likely not be his equal but whatever- he supposed he could make due with sub par company as long as they kept his mind off of.... whatever his mind was on when he had nothing to do.
He just had to pick a friend. Aha!
"You there! With the wings!" He pointed at the blonde chimera a ways up ahead of him in the courtyard, voice raised so that they would obviously hear him. Once he had their attention, he made a beckoning motion to try and draw them over... as if he'd walk across the courtyard for no reason. Hm!
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 12:50 pm
Lori didn't often play on her own, but Bailey was actually a little sick and so he was sleeping in the nurse's office. Normally she would stay right next to him, but the nurse insisted that she go out and play. She didn't want to risk catching her brother's cold after all. Besides, Bailey would want her to get out and have some fun anyway. So here she was, out in the courtyard, playing with a stick and batting some leaves around. Okay, so she didn't know how to play on her own. Like, not at all.
She actually jumped when she heard the shout from across the courtyard. It was just so loud and she wasn't expecting it. When she looked up to spot the baphomet that was apparently summoning her she was a little surprised. Her? She pointed at herself, looking around to see if they could be summoning anyone else. What did they want with her? Her tail swished behind her and she watched as he continued to beckon her toward him.
She ran through a list of options in her head; "What, do your legs not work?" "You get over here!" "I'm not coming over there!" "I've got a stick, I don't need your company!" Oh, if only Bailey were here. Actually he would probably encourage her to actually make a friend. If that's even what was going on here. She tossed her stick into the yard, for some reason she thought it might make her a little too intimidating. Then she walked on over to the the other student.
"It's not 'you' or 'with the wings', it's Lori. Thank you." Okay, so she was a little bit sassy without her brother around to back her up. She didn't have a whole lot of experience with these things....
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 5:06 pm
On second thought, targeting someone with a stick was probably a bad idea. At least she tossed it away before coming over... Damien would just have to... think more before calling out to someone next time. Yes. He'd definitely remember to do that. 100%. Now, Damien didn't have a lot of experience with Chimera kids - granted he didn't have a lot of experience with any kids - so all he had to go off of was... well, stereotypes. Chimeras didn't like other people, right? Well, too bad.
"I've decided we are going to be conspirators." He nodded, ignoring her first sentence for now. "You can call me Damien. Anyway, I'm working on a heist and its a two man job." Of course he was lying, he'd just come up with that right then and there... But now that he'd said it, he had to actually do it. Crap. He really needed to start doing that thinking ahead thing his caretaker kept talking to him about...
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2016 3:20 pm
Lucky for Damien, he wasn't a Chimera. Lori would have quickly snubbed her nose at him if he had shared anything in common with her own race. You couldn't trust anything a Chimera said. This boy was a Baphomet though, as far as she could really recall they were a fairly friendly race, as a stereotype anyway. He seemed to ignore what she had said to him at first and she gave him a rather dull look when he mentioned them being conspirators? What exactly had she just walked herself into?
A heist? Her face cracked into that of a smirk in a split second. It was actually rather lucky that Bailey was sick for the day. If he'd been here she could only imagine all the things he'd do to stop her. Honestly, this sounded like it could be way too much fun to pass up. "Oh, Dami. What exactly do you have in mind for this heist?" Lori folded her arms behind her back and leaned into so that they could discuss his plans. She had quiet the sinister look on her face, as much as a young Chimera could really.
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2016 7:45 am
Double crap. She was interested. He wasn't used to people actually being interested in his schemes. This was a totally unforeseeable turn of events, as far as he was concerned. But he'd be damned if he was going to let that show. Instead, he broke into a grin and clapped his hands together. "You know the school cook, right? Big, blue, always looks angry..." He waved his hands around as if attempting to mold Desalt, the school's head chef, out of thin air. "I saw he's making cookies today. They should be done soon. We're gonna get 'em. Alllllll of 'em." He nodded, tone turning more solemn.
This was a dangerous mission. Everyone knew that Desalt made really good food, but didn't particularly know how to handle kids. Or, quite possibly, didn't even like kids. AND he had a tendency to remove even Ava from the kitchen if he was working. The kitchen was strictly a no-go zone. They'd be going into uncharted territory for real...
But those cookies were worth it. So worth it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2017 6:55 pm
Lori had gotten into plenty of mischief back at home, but since coming to the Scepters she'd been sticking to herself an avoiding potential conflict. It was starting to look like her mischievous days were leaving her behind, then came along Damien. And without her consciousness of a twin around as well. How...convenient!
"I actually don't...but good description!" It was true, she avoided most of the adults. They hadn't done her much good in her life so far, so why try talking to them? Outside of just dealing with her teachers when she needed to, she didn't know many of the other staff members. There was a chance she'd seen the cook in the halls before though, that 'always looks angry' did seem kind of familiar at least.
Leaning away, Lori looked at him skeptically, "All of them? How do you plan to carry all of those cookies? I'unno...starting to see some flaws in this plan." She brought her hand up to rest on her chin, trying to look as thoughtful as possible. Even she knew when something was going a little too far. "Maybe just a tray though....one of us could even distract him if we needed to....or should we just try being as sneaky as possible?" Pretending to get caught in the kitchen wouldn't be such a bad idea, maybe then the teacher wouldn't even notice a missing tray.
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