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Thread: Lightly Chilled [Dr.Freon x Your Little Project]

While Danny was busy inspecting the controls and vent, from the kitchen her cell phone began to ring. She turned and stepped away, retreating down the hall and leaving him to his own devices. The conversation was muffled, but her tone was casual, likely a friend. Just as he was replacing the vent and stepping down, Lexie returned with her phone at her ear. Realizing that he seemed to be done, she interrupted whomever was on the other line. I'll call you back, 'kay? There wasn't even time for the other person to respond, she just hung up and placed it on a closed box. She could already feel a difference in the air, a sure sign that he knew what he was doing. Having proven himself, he offered to help out more. Well, she trailed off, crossing her arms and casually gripping at her elbows. I do have a leaky shower up stairs, but I understand if that's a little out of your scope... It was a veiled barb, daring him to prove himself. Slowly, Lexie was revealing that she wasn't just sugar. Unaware of the entirely separate game he was playing, she almost felt cruel for phrasing things the way she did, but she was hoping for shock value to keep him interested. If he backed down, he'd get some speech about how she understood and would show him the door. But if he chose to try and help out, the actress within her would come alive. She grinned and grabbed at his wrist, beckoning him to follow her up the stairs to the second story. The short climb gave him an opportunity to really examine her curves and the way her hips swayed with each step. The stairs opened up to the entire second floor, allowing him full view of her bedroom. There were very few boxes, and there was a well-planned pastel filter over the entire room. Almost every free surface housed a colorful trinket of some sort, but breaking up her collectibles were framed pictures as well. A few were likely family members, but there were several of her dressed up in themed outfits, posing with semi-celebrities, all game artists or voice actors. If she caught him peering, an explanation was tossed over her shoulder on the way to the bathroom. I'm a booth babe whenever there's a convention near by, it's a great way to get paid to meet people. Finally at the bathroom, she pulled back the pink polka-dot curtain to reveal the next unsuspecting culprit a small silver shower head that, as she revealed, dripped right before their eyes. See? It's so agitating! It was all I could hear last night... Yeah, sure.
Thread: Lightly Chilled [Dr.Freon x Your Little Project]

Well, plumbing isn't really my forte, but I can give it a go... he said, but before he was even done, she was pulling at his arm, leading him upstairs toward her bedroom. Hm. Maybe he wouldn't even need his experimental trick in order to sway her. That's pretty neat! he said, leaning his head to dip into the doorframe of her bedroom as they passed it. As she explained her occasional side work at cons, he tried to imagine what kinds of cosplay outfits she wore. Maybe, if this all played out well, she'd even put on a few of her costumes for him. I'm kind of a movie fanboy more than anything. I've never really been to a con. Always seem to be working. He slid past her, through the narrow bathroom, to look at the shower head. Yeah, mine did the same thing... And this time, he wasn't making up the technical difficulty. There was a wide ring, the same chrome color as the shower head's neck, that rested around the neck at the point at which it fed into the tiled wall. I think... I saw the landlord try one of these... He pulled a wrench from his belt and widened it as far as it would go, then gave the ring a few turns until it was further up against the wall, less relaxed and much more snug. With an anticipation he was surprised to have found over the matter, he looked back to the nozzle, and the drops of water slowed, until the last one took a full ten seconds to fully form then plummet with one final click against the floor.
Thread: Magatama is requesting partners.

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The man who visits on the night of December 24th, is he Santa Claus, or Father Christmas?
Thread: where the evil things are || bear & kerrin

Bodachs were creatures that are attracted to events of evil -- more specifically events that would cause death. When an event caused a particularly traumatic death, there would be multiple of them, sometimes so many that they seemed to be swirling around a person like a black tornado licking on fear and axiety. The theory was that they fed on these events, or perhaps they caused them, but a bodach was never truly something to be explained. They could only be seen by those with the Gift, which was perhaps why most were completely and blissfully unaware of them. It would explain why Ivy lived her life as if nothing strange were happening because for her, there truly was nothing. The mystery, however, had yet to be solved on why the bodachs had taken a particular interest in her. Ivy lived a life that was rather quiet -- she was a young professional that was renting a house in the lower part of town, her home hardly more than a studio apartment, but it was where she put her head at night. The neighborhood was low-rent but was by no means slums, though some of the houses were older and run-down. She looked every bit the same of someone else her age -- unless you had the Gift. Through their eyes, they would see the ink-black creatures that prowled around her like beasts ready to strike, sniffing at her heels and licking up her legs. Their mouths seemed to try to grasp at her, though never touched, enjoying whatever it was she had to offer them. It was good they weren't visible to most or her night job would have put her out on the streets. If people could see a bodach in all its glory, they wouldn't have much of an appetite... Or really a life, seeing that most who did see them died mysteriously afterwards. Blissfully unaware was best for her, seeing that money had to be made and orders needed to be filled. Though two nipped at her heels, she was at work on time, donning a white apron and putting on a smile as she started her shift at her night job - Pop's Diner. The jingle announced a new person, eyes lifting to greet her new customer. Hi there, welcome to Pop's. Seat yourself, hun.
Thread: where the evil things are || bear & kerrin

I stopped, but only briefly when I saw the young waitress. She was surrounded by the black inky ghost like animals. I smile and nodded at her, before moving to a booth in the back. I didnt know if the bodach could sense me, or could tell that I saw them, and I didnt want to find out. I dont know what part of the accident caused my brain to be rewired, but since the 2 days I was unconscious Ive seen them. Each of the 5 times Ive been in there presence bad things have happened. I took the booth so I could keep an eye on her. The beasts tumbled around each other, as if they was fighting to feed off her energy. Fortunately there were only 2 at the moment. The number present was important. The higher the number the closer Death was. After she took my order, I let my eyes follow her into the kitchen. The look I kept on my face was as if I was checking out her ass as she walked away. Which thinking about it, wasnt much act, as it was an ulterior motive. As she place my coffee and pie in front of me, I started striking up a conversation with her. I was hoping I could figure out what fate was upon her that would lead to these creatures to her. Creature for another world here to witness her death. Trying to find out if she was new to the city. Why she was working at Pops. Trying to pry and many benign details about her life from her as I could. Since the place was empty at 330 pm on a Tuesday, she decided to take her break and let me buy her a cup of coffee, while she told me her story.
Thread: where the evil things are || bear & kerrin

The night had been fairly standard up until the point that he walked in. He was ordinary as far as customers went, if not a bit on the staring side, but she was used to it by far to have the male attention on her. Ivy fell into her usual rhythm of polite attention, but something about him seemed.... Off. Not off in the way that she thought him to have a mental illness, but off as in she felt there was something more to him than what he seemed. That was, perhaps, what compelled her to take a seat in the booth with him as he lingered well beyond what a customer typically did. Plus, he was good natured enough to offer coffee to sweeten the deal. I know I introduced myself when I took your order but since you bought me a coffee, why don't I get to know you more? She offered a slim smile and proferred her hand to him. I'm Ivy, like the plant and not the Batman villainess.
Thread: where the evil things are || bear & kerrin

I absently minded reached my hand out to take the hand of the girl across me as she introduced herself as Ivy. If Ivy had only known about the creatures crawling around her as she sat in the booth. They swirled and climbed around her body much like her namesake plant would climb a trellis. I searched her eyes for the slightest hint of evil, for a malicious spirit, anything about her that spoke of a villainous nature. Id never seen nor read of a bodach attracted to an corrupt sprite. They seemed to feed off if not the innocent at least the decent, and it appeared they had a special attraction to gentle souls that were being exploited in some way. I hoped for something about her I could bring out that would cause the inky creatures to move back from where they came. Im David, David Evan, I muttered. At the utterance of my name, the creature that appeared to be inhaling the scent of her breast paused, snapping what I assumed was his face toward me. Did the creature recognize my name? Know who I was or that I could sense it? You must be new here? I thought I knew all the waitresses here. Im a private investigator, used to be cop and this has been one of my favorite coffee shops., I threw in the part about having been a cop to gauge her response. Bad people tend to tense, look away stammer a bit when around a cop. Bad people have something to hide. Much to my disappointment she portrayed a mostly relaxed demeanor and did not flinch. While her eyes did not suddenly jerk away, they did seem to cloud over and speak of a hidden personal emotion that had her sitting in a booth with me as smoky beings froliced around her.
Thread: where the evil things are || bear & kerrin

The man, who she now knew to be David, was friendly enough in his demeanor that it stunned her he was here alone. Altogether, he wasn't an ugly man in face or spirit, though his eyes wandered over her in a strange fashion. More than once she'd caught him looking at a point just beneath her or to the side of her and she was momentarily confused by it. His gaze made her feel like there was something she wasn't seeing - a stain, perhaps on her uniform, or maybe something else that was just off. Ivy wiped at her uniform in case there were stray crumbs from carrying plate still clinging to her clothes and offered a more fresh smile. Nice to meet you, David. She said, trying to get a better reading of him by watching his body language. There was something bothering him but she couldn't figure out what it was exactly. Yeah, I just got hired. The owner is actually my distant cousin and I needed to get out of my home town. She said, shrugging, though her eyes were guarded. She didn't talk about why she left her home town much, but the damage was still there. Her boyfriend hadn't taken the break up well and he'd gotten violent, and the bodachs could sense it. Their backs arched as if her quiet pain had sent shivers down theirs pines, noses sniffing around her as if she were a fine wine. Ivy was oblivious to them, crossing her arms gently. Tell me about yourself. Why did you quit policing to be a private investigator?
Thread: where the evil things are || bear & kerrin

David watched as the young lady across from him swept her hands over the uniform, as if she could sense the beings bounding around her. The act itself unnerved David until he realized her hands were moving in concert with the focus of his eyes. Taking a deep breath he adoted the relaxed cop demeanor he had taken on so many time when approarching unknowns during traffic stops in his previous life. Well then welcome to the city. I'm guessing it's much different than what you were used to huh? Again his eye searched here for a reaction an blink or foreloron look that would give him any hint of information, before replying to her own questions. Yeah was a cop for a long time, most of it spent patrolling this area. I tell you a cop sees a lot of bad stuff, muggers, armed robbers, crazed drug addicts, murders, wife beaters. There that statement 'wife beater' her eyes flashed a brightness and fixated on him just for that brief second of recognition. The look that would give a way a speeder that had drugs in his car, or the suspicous character on street corner that was planning a home invasion. Not that she was guilty of anything, quiet the oppostite. She had unwillingly revieled what she was running from. I got medically retired a couple years ago. Another unit was in pursuit of a armed robber. I was trying to block an intersection to control the guy. lost it when he saw me and broadsided my unit. Had a bad head injury, put me in a coma for a few days. So I became a PI, to young to just sit around, not enough pension to move to the coast, David chuckled to relieve the tension building inside when confronted by the effects of the accident. Just then on the other side of the restaurant a baby's cry broke the otherwise quiet afternoon. The boodachs tensed at the sound. What was more innocent than a baby. It seemed that even if there was nothing about to happen to the child the distress of such an unblemished soul captured them attention. All 3 of them leap from circling Ivy and lopped to the infant. David had to stop himself from his wide eyed stare at the swift moving creatures, realizing he had a unprecedented opportunity. He decided to take a chance. If she believed him he might be able save her. If she didn't she was as surly doomed as she would have been if he hadn't had an afternoon craving for a slice of apple pie. Look Ivy this will probably freak you out, but I'm going to take a chance anyway. The coma, something happened I developed another sense, a perception if you will. I get a feeling about some people, something about an impending act, usually bad, usually violent. The second I saw you I knew your future is in jeopardy . I know it's crazy right, but you've noticed how I look past you, that's because I've seen an energy around you, and it scares me. Either good or evil has blessed or cursed me by bringing us together. But either way I'm here and I can't let your future continue as it was before.
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Thread: Rebel Of Another World (rskde x christine)

Centuries-old trees with sprawling brunches guarded the darkness, blotting out any sunlight. Their bark was mottled and splotched, as if bubbled soup had been frozen in time on its surface. The twigs were crunching under her feet. She stopped walking. 'Where was she?' The smell of the forest was pulpy. At least the sight that she was looking at. 'What a strange forest it was!' Half of it seemed that it was taken by darkness, like wild creatures like orcs and trolls had attacked it. And the other half seemed filled with life. The peace of the morning was soul soothing. The forests smell was fresh and organic. 'Then again why was she here?' She was dreaming. Her right hand reached her cheeks and pinched them. Ah! she shouted No! I am awake! The 5'3 tall female, ensure herself that she was much awoken. Her brown eyes sought the area, for any hint that would suggest were the blacked hair girl was. She rubbed her eyes more confused, than before. Her fingers rested at her thin seductive lips as she bit nervously her nails. She was lost, in a place she had no memory ever arriving. Last night she was home. She watching Netflix. Finally her brother agreed to lend her his password. Fullmetal Alchemist, the live action was out. And she wanted to watch it. Her brother was older than her. He was always a problem. That's how Aislin Called her brother. He was always making fun of her slender body. Her chest was almost flat, and her ass cheeks were barely noticeable. Yet, she was not any longer that young girl. Now she grew up. Her chest was quit bigger than before. B cup. Her hips were doing their work fine. She was also training. And she was a reporter. Why was her brother still making fun of her she did not know. Few moments of silence and hesitation passed, as she was still staring at the surroundings. After what felt like hours and was only a few minutes, the sound of rock and dirt beneath shoes was heard. More sounds were revealed in the darker parts of the forest. Aislin fixed her black woolen shirt, and cleaned the dust of her jeans. She felt more than lucky, that she was wearing her running shoes. A creature more like an orc entered the light and stood clutching his chest. One more showed up a bit later. Her eyes were wide with fear. Now her mind was frozen. She was not sure how those creatures were even alive. 'There are not Orcs, in real life!' Yet, she would not take her chances. She turned away, and started running as fast as she could. She was unarmed, that meant she could not fight. Running was her only possibility.
Thread: Rebel Of Another World (rskde x christine)

A small patrol of warriors walk through the forest, the two Orcs that they had been hunting had gone a little ahead, but the hounds at their feet could smell the blood of one of them, as they had shot him in the chest with their bows. The lucky bastard had managed to escape, but with their hounds the enemy would soon be found. The leader of the hunting party, the tallest one was wearing pointed armor colored to be a light brass color. A sleek sword hangs at his hip, and a beautifully crafted bow rests at his back, a combination of Oak-wood and gold polish the massive bow. A quiver filled with arrows rests at his lower back, pointing towards his left side as he was left-hand dominant. As they find the Orcs again, cornering a human in the woods, the Warriors draw their bows again, springing into action by stepping between the girl and the Orcs. The head of the party manages to sink an arrow into the back of one of the Orc's heads as it runs away with its friend, causing the beast to collapse, purple blood leaking from the wound around the arrow. The head of the party removes his helmet from his head, revealing a handsome face. His hair is a peppered blonde, cut short as only royalty could wear their hair long. His eyes are a light blue and his skin is a little pale, kissed by the sun in certain areas. Standing at 6'1, he towered over the human girl standing before him. Go hunt the other one down. He orders his men, his voice deep with masculinity. His bow is returned over his back and he looks down at her. What is a human doing all the way out here? His thin eyebrows are raised to his forehead in question, the human territories were miles away from this forest. You do understand that these forests are dangerous.. Why are you out here alone? He asks her, she seemed tired from running, the Orcs must've gotten her riled up.
Thread: Rebel Of Another World (rskde x christine)

Distance was all that mattered. Aislin wasn't stopping for anything and she sure as hell wasn't taking it easy. The human girl was running away form the orcs as fast as she could. Her eyes stayed glued to the green scenery tracking their position to time to time, while the world passed in a blur of green and brown. Even if she'd been paying attention she would have been hard to noticed that behind her were not only the orcs, but more footsteps were heard. As it was she barely had time to scream before the hunting party revealed themselves. They stormed between the orcs and her. Everything went down really fast. Aislin was not sure if she was watching an action anime or if what just happened in frond of her was real. One of the man, that was their leader, had killed one of the orcs in the most cinematic way. Although, she was scared and confused her jaw had dropped. His moves were strong and accurate. She stared at him in awe. Before even revealing his face to her, felt something different about him. The details on his face even of his body were fair and shiny. He had never seen a male as handsome as him. She was surely dreaming. Fist this forsaken place. Then the orcs. And now him. He was asking her few things. Yet, her mind was wheeling and it would take her few minutes to answer. She rested her hand against her hip when she finally decided to answer him. I do not know, how i ended up here. Neither why I am alone. I am not lost! It is like I have entered a different world. she started sounding odd like the attire she was wearing. Where are we? Who are you? she asked few questions as she noticed that the male was quit different. He looked like human, yet human he was not. The pointy ears, the shiny body What are you? she asked him again as her face was showing her confusion and terror. She stepped back from him, not trusting him.
Thread: Rebel Of Another World (rskde x christine)

The warrior looks over her and rolls his eyes. Very fucking funny. He growls while placing a hand on the hilt of his sword, not in a position to draw it.. Almost in a position to stop himself from drawing it. I'm an elf, these are the lands of Elwyn, Kingdom of Elves. He says. We ought to get you back to Riverrun, the humans own that kingdom. He explains as if she didn't already know.. But something gave him the feeling that she really didn't know, considering her clothing looked almost.. Alien. Where did you get your clothing? I haven't seen a human wear that sort of.. Fabric. He comments about her jeans, which looked nothing like anything that he had seen before. How did you end up here if you don't know where you are? The path from Riverrun to Elwyn is quite clear. He shakes his head, as if talking to a child about something stupid that they had done. My name is Venarus, I am a member of the Kingsguard, but also Captain of the Elwyn Guard. He explains. Entered a different world, eh? His eyebrows raised again. You seem to be lost, considering how confused you are. He laughs while crossing his arms, causing his armor to clink together. I need you to focus and calm down, where exactly did you come from, if you are in fact from another world, which world? He asks while staring her down, confused on her attitude after he had just saved her life from those orcs.