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(( What? It timed out? How dare!
I faint! *faints*))
*As if things couldn't get any worse, there was a loud BOOM that rang throughout the buliding that came from upstairs.
And then THEY came.
Chattering and laughing and crying and screaming they flooded the society....HUNDREDS of them.
Or should I say, hundreds of HER.
There were hundreds of Mz. Hydes that flooded the halls, each of them with a distinct emotion. There were happy emotions like cheery, exictied, surprised, and happiness.
There were sad emotions like depression, sorrow, guilt, and sadness.
And so on and so forth.
For years they had been inside of her.
But now.....
NOW THEY ARE COMING FOR YOU.*
(^By Mz. Hyde)
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MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
((Putting this here since the last one timed out.))
Millie awoke to the whole building sounding like some sick zoo, groans, growls, and terrified screams surrounded her. In fact everything seemed louder than normal, unbearably so. All her senses felt thrice as sensitive then they usually were which made the world around her a torture to her.
I know I didn't have anything to drink last night... she thought as she got up to look in the mirror.
For some reason she had woken up in her beast form. That wasn't so unusual, but there was still something off, her ears were even longer and her eyes even larger, and rounder than usual. She looked around the room and saw the green mist on the floor that came from the door to the room that was wide open. She wondered where her uncle could be when a sharp yet familiar pain shot across her body and she collapsed to the ground. The first thing that changed was her arms that split long way from in between her middle and ring finger up to her shoulders and became tendril like it their movement. The bottom part of her face stretched into a long snout and several more long dagger like fangs grew out of her jaws, giveing her mouth an angler fish look. Two ivory white horns sprouted out of her forehead and back behind her head. Her hair became like porcupine quills and her neck grew long. Her spine stretched and arched just under the shoulders where a pair of wings sprouted that looked like a mix between insect and bat. A long reptilian tail grew at the base of her spine with a hooked claw at the end, and her toes became long and webbed.
With these changes Millie let out an agonized roar, even after it was all over and she was now this hellish looking monster her pain wouldn't cease. The genome deviant virus that was still in her system was rioting against this new form and relentlessly worked to put everything back to it's previous state. Millie was writhing on the floor roaring, sobbing, and wailing, every fiber of her being felt like it was being shredded by red hot blades and almost every sensation was torture to her.
With an effort Millie forced herself off the floor and staggered her way out of the room. She wandered the halls in desperate search for someone, anyone who could possibly help her. She didn't care who it was just so long as they could make it stop. She stumbled a few times and howled in pain. Finally she approached someone, and when she recognized the scent as her uncle's she charged up to him with hopeful exuberance.
Griffin was having some trouble with his holograms for some reason. Different patches all over his body would switch through different layers of systems, from normal skin, to his muscular system, to a skeleton, and circulatory, and digestive, and so on and so forth. He lad left to see if there was anything that could fix it but of course there everything here was useless to him. The sight of this disheveled unrecognizable beast charging towards gave him cause to draw a revolver out and take aim at the creature.
Millie halted just a yard away from him at the sight of the weapon. All her hope turned to dismay in an instant and she wailed out in a completely inhuman voice, "G-GRRIIIFFIIN...?", she then dropped back to the ground with a quivering breath.
For a time Millie's uncle stood there confused by the beast until realisation hit him and he lowered the gun. "The hell? Millie!?"Griffin stooped down to get a better look at the monster.
Millie looked up at him, the pain visible on her face."I-IT ALL HURTS... IT- IT ALL HUUURRRTS...! UNCLE... I-IS THIS...PERMANENT...?"
"I don't know, child...perhaps?" Griffin said legitimately at a lose of what to do about this. What could he do?
"I DON'T WANT... IF THIS IS PERMANENT... I-I DON'T WANT TO LIIIIVE! PLEASE! I DON'T WANT TO LIVE LIKE THIS!" the beast howled in anguish.
At first Griffin sat silent... then put a hand against Millie's cheek, the beast tried to nuzzled into the palm as best she could. Then Griffin put the barrel of the gun against her forehead. Millie looked back up at her uncle for a moment then with tears streaming down her face she clenched her eyes shut. She heard him cock the gun.
It will be over quickly... She thought to herself, like getting a small shot..
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
*Suddenly CRASH! A giant Mz. Hyde as round as a boulder bursted through the wall like the Cool-Aid man.* 
@Oh YEEAAAHHH! FOOD!@
*The giantess makes her way over to the fridge and begins eating all the food. Meanwhile, other Mz. Hydes crawl in through the hole in the wall, chittering and chattering.*
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
((I... I don't know how to respond to that.......))
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(Have Griffin not shoot Millie?)
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(Well that's not going to stop it)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(But it's a distraction right?)
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
(for a second. after the second is over it's going to turn into a mercy killing/suicide to get out of dealing with all these Hydes)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(A second is all a Hyde needs!*)
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
(one second later *bang bang*)
(welp...)
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Nyx Silverfang  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
Nyx, armed with the broken off hilt of a broom, cautiously peeked around the corner to see what was causing all the commotion...and froze at the sight of a man holding a gun to some creatures head.
"Wait! Don't hurt anyone! The effects aren't permanent!" She yelled, quickly stepping into the man's view. "It'll be over by tomorrow, it... it was like this last year."
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MillieGriffin  Nyx Silverfang • 2 years ago
Griffin and Millie were completely caught off guard by the giant Mz. Hyde, or the random fridge in the middle of the hallway, or any of the other Hydes.
When Nyx rushed in and explained everything Griffin just turn and looked at her blankly, still not quite over everything. Millie hugged her own body still in immense amounts of pain, and curled up on the floor. "HHHHHHUUUUUUNNNNHHGG....."
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(Wait I thought they were in the kitchen!)
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(no they're in the hallway, but hey that's Mz. Hyde, right?)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(XDDDDDD She took a fridge with her!)
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
(there ya go!)
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Jekyll1886  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
((Charricthran and Catt are in the kitchen. Millie and Griffin are not.))
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Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
((Helen Jekyll A continuation of Hela and Lewis's interactions. Meanwhile, Catt and Charricthran are in the kitchen.))
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"To tempt your wrath a second time would indeed be quite foolish. And yet I do find myself a veritable magnet for trouble. Mayhap I might make amends with provisions for thine fearsome charge," he stated with a brief glance at Leo.
Helen Jekyll
Puzzlement clouded her expression and she furrowed her brows slightly, visibly working to piece together what he had said.
Then, her eyes brightened with comprehension and she was grinning once more.
"Ah, yes... You promised ham, didn't you?" She recalled, following his gaze. "Heh... Alright, I'll accept your offering, provided we can even get him downstairs."
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"Very well," he agreed.
He moved to the door, checked that no one was approaching, stepped through, and held it open for Hela...and Leo, if the latter deigned to come.
"After you, milady."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
"Not so fast, Lewis," She laughed, the sound warm and amused.
Climbing the bookshelf once more, she retrieved the potted torenia and returned to Weir, hesitating a moment as she cradled it against her chest.
"Could you... hold onto this for me, so I can carry Leo? I... don't want him trying to eat it... or anything..."
Her gaze was nervous but hopeful as she offered the plant, rather reluctant to part with it.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Certainly," he agreed with a nod.
He accepted the potted plant, which came to rest securely in his firm but gentle grip.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*This moment was the exact moment that Mz. Hyde happened to pass by the open door to Helen's room. As soon as she saw Lewis holding the plant, a devilish smirk formed on her face. She walks over and grabs the potted plant, still snug in Lewis' hands.* 
BELLY FLOPPP! 
*She then flips Lewis over on his back and runs away with the plant and laughing all the way.*
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Jekyll1886  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
Lewis had sensed her coming. Rather than get into a knock-down, drag-out fight and risk the plant, he'd allowed himself to go with its and Mz. Hyde's every move. He now was dragged along, his grip still firm, as Mz. Hyde ran down the hallway.
"Hela!" he cried desperately. "Follow! Quick as you can!"
Soon after, he got his legs under him once again and was running alongside Mz. Hyde.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
A faint smile on her lips, Hela relaxed, confident he could handle it.
She had just begun to turn and grab Leo when Mz. Hyde came in and ran off with both Lewis and the plant.
Her plant.
Shock instantly ignited into rage and she took off after the thief with an animalistic roar, rapidly gaining on the two runners as amber crept into the irises of her eyes.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
HAHAHA! TRY TO CATCH ME!~ 
*Mz. Hyde made a turn around the corner....and that's when they saw them.
Hydes.
To be more specific, Mz. Hydes.
There were hundreds of her, all crammed together (whether they liked it or not) in the main hall of the socitey. Causing havoc all over the place.*
BEACHBALL!!! HAHAHAHA!!!
*The Devious Hyde tosses Lewis and the plant over the railing, and then Lewis and the plant found themselves crowdsurfing over a sea of the blonde woman. The chattering was enough to drive someone insane.*
%Hi Lewis cool plant!%
&I love your plant!&
:I HATE YOUR PLANT!:
)Oh that poor plant I'm so sorry for it!)
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Jekyll1886  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
Lewis simply curled himself around the plant, sheltering it, and let himself be used as a makeshift beachball. What happened to him didn't matter. What happened to the plant did. For, within it...he could feel the shimmering essence of Hela's soul.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
"YOU B*STARD!" cried Hela as the two were thrown, keeping her running momentum and vaulting over the railing after them.
For a heartbeat, her form flickered and she appeared to halt midair as a massive hawk, talons razor-sharp and golden eyes blazing with fury...then the image vanished and she dropped into the mass of bodies below, ready to tear each clone apart if that's what it took to regain her plant.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
*The Hydes were swarming, it was as if she had just landed into an angry bees nest. In the crowd, Hela could see Lewis protecting the plant as his body bobbed up and down. But then, the swarm became too chaotic, too uncontrolled, and she lost sight of Lewis and the plant in the sea of Hydes.
But then....FOOM! There was a big gust of wind and everyone looked up.*
Alright! All of you calm down right now! This is not the right way to behave in public!
*After blowing a few....feathers out of her face, Hela looked up to see a version of Mz. Hyde dressed like one of those angels in Christmas pagents. In her arms was Lewis and the plant.
Suddenly, Hela found herself lifted into the air. She looked back to find that she was being hoisted up by a devil Mz. Hyde, complete with purple leather, horns, forked tail, and purple bat wings. She smiled a naughty little smile.*
#Got ya!~ Haha!~#
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Jekyll1886  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
Lewis remained curled around the plant for a handful of moments more.
The sudden calm, however, combined with the familiar energy he now sensed in contact with him, soon caused him to look up at...
"Angel Hyde?" he marveled.
An instant later, he wearily rested his head against her.
"Oh thank God."
Some semblance of sanity in this sea of utter chaos...
Then the Mz. Hyde who'd grabbed Hela spoke.
Weir recognized her as..."Id".
"If ehm...if everyone could just calm down a moment," he suggested.
"I think we may be alright now. Your plant is safe, Hela. And these two--" he looked from Angel to Id, "you two--I'm very glad to see."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Hela took great, heaving breaths, her fiery amber eyes locked on the potted plant in Lewis's arms, his words not receiving a response.
She was trembling.
Sharp teeth sinking into flesh, the overwhelming taste and smell of blood, claws digging into the Earth and providing extra speed as adrenaline coursed through her veins.
Without realizing it, she had taken one of ID's arms in both hands and began to squeeze, a low growl rumbling in her throat.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
#OW! FUCK BITCH! Do you WANT me to drop you?!#
/Just set them over here!/
*Lewis and Hela looked over to one of the balconies to find a Mz. Hyde whom Hela could've sworn was one of Helen's old chemistry teachers. Id and Angel flew over to where she was and set them both down on the ground. The teacher Hyde smiles.*
/Good morning Dr. Weir. We really MUST try to meet up under better circumstances./
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Jekyll1886  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
Oh thank Heavens, thought Lewis.
"I second that, Ego. Still, it's good to see you nonetheless."
He turned to Hela.
"I still do have your plant," he said, offering it to her. "What say we just bring Leo the ham and--"
He went stone still as a wave of utter agony washed over him, so intense it took him a moment to register where it was coming from.
"Millie," he breathed softly.
"Come on!" he said, handing Hela her plant. "There's not a moment to lose!"
He raced off down the hallway at breakneck pace, and soon came upon a dreadful scene.
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
It really was quite a scene; dozens of Mz. Hydes everywhere that came out of a hole in the wall , including one huge one still eating out of a conveniently placed fridge, Nxy holding a broken off broom handle, Griffin kneeling with the gun in his hand hanging at his side, his holograms flashing the different systems of his biology, and laying right in front of him curled up in pain was some demonic looking monster that was near impossible to tell what species it was. The creature let out an anguished roar that sounded like a mix between a crocodile and a moose call.
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Helen Jekyll  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago • edited
Hela eagerly snatched back her plant, pressing her face into its flowers and simply breathing.
A moment slowly ticked by, her eyes softening.
Then, cradling the plant with one arm, she took off after Lewis, matching his pace.
Her head tilted to one side as she realized she was able to keep up without any trouble, when he was usually the one impossibly fast.
After observing a beat longer, she scooped him up without breaking a stride or slowing, holding him under her free arm.
Once they had reached the chaotic mess Lewis had been seeking out for some unfathomable reason, Hela set him back on his own two feet.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
#Where's he going?!#
*Seeing how worried Lewis was, Angel flew after him to see if she could help.*
#Where's she going?!#
*Not wanting to lose Angel, Ego runs after her.*
#Where are you going?! HEY! Wait for me!#
*Id takes off after all of them.*
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Jekyll1886  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
"Er, thank you, Hela," he said, taken by surprise.
They arrived.
"By the Earl of Hell..." he uttered softly.
"Millie? Will you let me help you?" he asked, approaching gingerly.
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Millie's donkey like ears twitched in Lewis's direction and her head slowly craned up on it's long neck to look at him."HHHHNNNGGGHH...? L-LEWIIISSSSSSS..." Was the reply she could manage. Griffin still didn't know what the do except put a hand on her shoulder.
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Helen Jekyll  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
Hela merely shrugged in response to Lewis's thanks, carefully examining her potted torenia for any damage while watching him approach Millie from the corner of her eye.
She would wait until he was finished.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
*Shortly after, the Freudian sisters arrived. With ID gasping for air behind everyone.*
#GAH! What were we running for?!#
/It's a Chimera! I've never seen one before./
*Angel shushed both of them, wanting to let Lewis work in quiet.*
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Jekyll1886  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
Too damned many witnesses... observed Lewis silently.
Bugger. How can I...?
...
Ah. Yes. That'll do nicely.
"Millie, I have an combination sedative and anesthetic of my own devising. May I administer it to you?" He glanced from her to Griffin and back again, as if seeking permission from both. "It may help."
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Griffin backed off as the monster's head lunged forward eagerly at Lewis, "H-HELP!? ...PLEEEAAASSSSEEE!" she hissed.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago • edited
He knelt down next to Millie, pulling a tiny bottle of rubbing alcohol from one of the many pockets of his waistcoat.
He applied the alcohol first to his own fingers, then to a vein in Millie's arm, now so painfully altered.
Next, he removed a glass syringe from another pocket, took off the safety cap, turned the syringe upright, tapped it, and depressed the plunger slightly to remove any errant air bubbles.
With the utmost concentration, he pierced her skin and gradually injected the contents into the vein.
He stopped when the syringe was half empty.
He removed the needle and quickly pressed sterile cotton to the site, holding it in place until any errant bleeding had stopped.
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MillieGriffin  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
It took almost no time at all for Millie to feel the effects. The pain immediately became very little to next to nothing, though she still felt a dizziness and a hot buzzing all throughout her enter body.
Weir didn't have time to let go before the snake like tendril arm wrapped itself around lewis's palm and wrist and the three clawed fingers clung to his forearm. The beast hopped to her feet with more vibrancy than a second ago, stepped up close to Lewis and nuzzled her head into his chest with a very audible purr of gratitude. The arm gripping his climbed up higher to his shoulder while the other three wrapped around his waist and chest in a (slightly odd) embrace.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago • edited
Despite the strange form, Millie's emotion and energy rang through Weir loud and clear.
He broke into a smile both fond and immensely relieved...and returned the hug.
"You're welcome, Millie. I'm simply happy it worked."
He let out a breath, and, with it, much of the tension.
"Just...stay with me, would you? In case you need another dose before this mad day is out."
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Nyx Silverfang  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
"Err... Dr. Weir?"
Nyx slowly stepped forward, hesitant to interrupt, still grasping her makeshift weapon.
"Are... Are you human too?"
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Jekyll1886  Nyx Silverfang • 2 years ago
"As I always am," he replied, still holding hands with Millie. "Good to see you are. So are Catt and Charricthran, by the by. They're in the kitchen, making soup."
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
/Unless Hungry has gotten to them. She'll eat everything in the kitchen most likely./
*All three sisters sigh, wearied at the thought of the impending mess that the giant one will make.*
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Tairais  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
Charricthran was, in fact, still in the kitchen.
In the exact spot he'd been standing in when Lewis had left, some indeterminate amount of time ago. He'd yet to realize time had tumbled from his fingers and shattered on the floor, the pieces of scents, textures and memories scraping and tearing bloody gashes in his heart.
Fascinating. In a warped, utterly demented sort of way, he'd missed this. Whatever this was.
He remembered violin lessons in the moonlit clearings of long-forgotten forests. He remembered runs along the rooftops of cities half-dead, half-alive in the starlight.
Light. He remembered what light was supposed to feel like.
He remembered the light of their smiles, and remembered the homes he had lost.
He remembered far, far too much to name as impressions and pictures ran past him with bleeding knives.
He was shaking, subtly. The air pressure seemed to build and push at his chest again, threatening to cave it in under so much forgotten grief.
He had been through far, far too much.
It was wonderful. It was terrible, bloody awful, absolutely visceral in its ferocious delight.
And throughout it all he remembered he was still holding the slightly-suspicious pumpkin.
He should've probably done something with it by that point.
...
Ah, well.
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • 2 years ago
All of a sudden, a desperate cry rang out.
"Utterson," whispered Weir, eyes wide as his head snapped in the direction of the Society's entrance.
"Millie...do come with me, please," he said, rising.
"Angel, Id, Ego...if you could clear a path to the front door, I'd be most appreciative."
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Yes of course!
*The three sisters fly and ran into the foyer, where the Emotions were causing havoc.*
#How the hell are we going to do this?!#
I got this!
*Angel flew up and whistled, drawing the attention of the emotions.*
Hey everyone! Look! Fun!
*She points at a nearby closet. All of the Mz. Hydes look at it in awe.*
$I WANNA GO IN!$
!ME TOO!! 
7FUN! FUN! FUN!7
*Suddenly, a rush of Mz. Hydes start running and pushing each other into the fun closet. Though not all of the emotions are gone, as some are too sad to move, a path is cleared to the doorway. Angel flies back down.*
/Nice job!/
I feel kind of bad for tricking them though.
#Eh, don't worry. They'll eventually realize there's nothing in there and come out.#
Yeah....and I guess the situation makes this okay....we're hurting nobody but ourself after all.
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Helen Jekyll  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
Hela lifted her head as she heard the cry and glanced to Lewis, irritation flickering across her expression.
Is he really going to play hero all day?
With sigh, she went to him and Millie and picked them both up, figuring that the sooner Lewis dealt with this new disaster, the sooner she could be the center of his attention again finally feed Leo and find someplace safe to store her torenia.
After adjusting her grip to ensure she wouldn't drop either of them (or more importantly, her plant), she took off after the three main Hydes, jumping down into the entrance hall and dropping the two of them off at the door without a word, stepping back to observe.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
"Thank you," Weir said to the Freudian trio.
Then he found himself--and Millie--on their way to the door.
"Thank you, too, Hela," he said, Millie's arm still wrapped around his.
Once Hela had deposited them at the door, he opened it...
...and froze in surprise.
"Utterson?" he asked, sure of the soul but baffled as to what exactly had happened to the poor fellow.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
" OH CHRIST ALMIGHTY, THANK THE LORD YOU'RE HERE!!! "
Strands of his form clung onto the door as the melting man wept out loud. He took Lewis's hand into his squishy palms, his soupy skin oozing between Weir's fingers.
Utterson tried to tell him all that had happened, but it was indecipherable between his sobs and the warped tone his voice devolved into. All while this was happening, he continued melting onto the ground, his slippers almost buried beneath layers of himself.
He looked down and panicked. Desperately, he knelt down and tried to scoop it all back up, his fear making his condition worse.
His arms were overflowing with his muck as he stood back up, frightened.
" WEIR PLEASE!!! YOU HAVE TO HELP ME!!! "
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Mz.Hyde Mod  The Fox • 2 years ago
# WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH HIM?!#
Lewis! Use this! 
*Angel gives Lewis a bucket.*
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Helen Jekyll  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
Hela cocked her head to one side, taking in the visitor's appearance.
Looks like a melted human candle, She thought, suppressing the urge to giggle...which promptly vanished as Lewis uttered the man's name.
Him.
A throaty growl escaped her as she narrowed her still amber eyes.
Well now, time to find out if this bloody candle can burn.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
The feel of the substance oozing against his palm was oddly familiar to Lewis.
Wax? he thought in surprise.
Right, perhaps this isn't real. Perhaps I'm simply dreaming and...
What if I'm not?
He took in a breath, gathering himself.
Held it, assessing what to do.
Let it out, ready to begin.
He found Angel Hyde had handed him...a bucket.
For once, he didn't question it.
"Utterson, it's alright. Take a breath. Take a moment. Gather yourself. We'll get you squared away. If you find you need to drip, try to channel it into your hands and do so in this bucket.
"Now, please accompany me to the cellar, where 'tis cool and you can re-solidify."
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Something of a miserable moan escaped his throat but he managed to steady himself just enough to do as Weir said.
He dumped what he held into the bucket, wiping down his arms in the process and dumping it in as well. Wax still oozed down his form, but it had slowed down. Not by much, granted, but at least he could gather it up before it got out of hand.
Utterson continued to moan to quietly to himself, but help had arrived. Things had to get better from here. God, he HOPED it did...there wasn't much else he could do...
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • 2 years ago • edited
"He'll never make it all the way to the cellar, dripping like that..." Hela remarked with a cruel grin, sounding rather hopeful of the fact,
"Especially not with all the beasts and demons wandering about whom I'm sure would love to bat at a poor miserable wretch like him..."
The dark gleam in her eyes betrayed that she'd love to do the same.
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MillieGriffin  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
Millie glared at Hela's remark, though she's never met this melting person she still felt pity for him. His case reminded her of one of her earliest experiments that failed. Plus anything to wipe that grin off Hela's face was a bonus. 
"I could keep the beasts and demons at bay." she offered, her grip on Lewis's arm slid off as starting to feel a little more confident in this new form.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago • edited
"That's very good of you, Millie," Weir remarked, staying close enough that their auras, at least, still overlapped.
He turned to Utterson.
"I have every confidence we'll make it to the cellar. Now, let's come along," he said, guiding the group down the hall before the plethora of Mz. Hydes could re-emerge from the "fun" closet.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Utterson started up another anxious melt at Hela's comment, looking around in growing worry, calming down mildly when Millie spoke up.
He didn't know how to take the strange aggression from the one girl or the strange creature that stood near Lewis, but he certainly didn't have the mind to think at the moment. He needed to keep from falling apart before he could even concentrate on the others.
Lewis addressed him, and, with a hesitant nod, followed closely, pausing only to scoop his wax into the bucket.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  The Fox • 2 years ago
*And then, one of the Mz. Hydes came back out....*
^Hey, there's nothing in-!^
*...But ID slammed the door in her face and locked the closet.*
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Helen Jekyll  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
Irritation and something akin to hurt rippled through her as she trailed behind the group, her jaw clenched shut.
Godd*mn the lot of them... All of them bloody fawning over Utterson, just because he's whimpering like a kicked puppy...
A glare leveled at the back of the wax-man's head, positively seething.
Ought to take a match and burn what's left of him, just to be done with this whole mess.
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MillieGriffin  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago • edited
Millie kept a watchful lookout of their surroundings as they moved. Her large saucer like eyes were like golden headlights that could see almost everything, her long ears twitched in every direction at any sound, all her senses were on high alert. She gave Hela a few glances, something about the girl's displeasure gave her a very satisfied feeling. Then her mind wandered to other thoughts.
"What is in this fog to cause all this?" She thought out loud, "And why does it only last one day?"
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
"I've no idea," said Lewis as they came to the cellar, "though I shouldn't be surprised if magic is involved. Catt said this happened last year as well."
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
The difference could be felt through his whole body. Utterson shivered but didn't fight against it. He could feel his melting slowing down, the every edge of it growing solid. If it weren't for his own internal heat, he'd have feared becoming completely solid.
It did make walking rough however. Each step was a task with his legs growing stiff in the cold.
He tapped Lewis on the shoulder, his breathing becoming somewhat labored.
" Ah, Lewis... "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • 2 years ago
"Mm?"
Noticing the change, Weir turned to Utterson.
"Oh, dear," he remarked.
"Perhaps not quite so close to the cellar, then?" he asked rhetorically, stepping with Millie and Gabriel to the middle of the hall.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
" Aaah...but what about the demons and beasts about? "
He looked around the hall with a whimper. All the dark corners around them seemed to shimmer with life or was that a trick of the mind?
Utterson shook his head and looked again. Nothing. He laughed, rubbing his arms anxiously. it was nothing, nothing at all...
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • 2 years ago
“Oh, I wouldn’t look for them too hard,” advised Hela with a sharp grin, her eyes still a burning amber, “‘Tis a waste of time... you won’t be able to see them creeping up until it’s too late.”
“Besides,” She added nonchalantly, “It makes you look awfully frightened and most beasties just love fear...”
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
*As soon as the word "fear" was spoken, a scream rang through the halls, with a loud CRACK.*
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
Millie was about to tell Hela to 'can it' when she heard the blood chilling noise, Her ears went back, the bristles of her porcupine hair stood up, her wing started to spread a little, and she began to snarl showing even more rose of sharp fangs. She stepped forward in front of the group and stood her ground, growling menacingly against whatever was coming.
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chatterghosts  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
The scream was immediately succeeded by two more, shriller shrieks- two monstrous-looking women came rushing out of a nearby ladies' room, sobbing and shaking as they fled the scene.
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Jekyll1886  chatterghosts • 2 years ago
"Millie," said Lewis, keeping close to her, "Hela, Gabriel...we're going to the kitchen. Now."
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
" B-b-b-b-BUUub-b-BUUUUUH!! "
Utterson jumped at the sudden crash and screams, his heart beating out of his chest. He clutched his chest as he tried to catch his breath. Tears began running again alongside worse melt than he started the night with.
Goddamnit! GODDAMNIT!!!
First he becomes a walking candle and now everyone was going to DIE BY THE HANDS OF HELLSPAWNS!!!! This was the end! This was it! He'd never see the morning again, never get to see Ireland again, never get to--!!
Lewis spoke and that was Utterson's cue. The moment the words left Weir's mouth, Utterson was hoofing it the kitchen, wet, sloppy wax marking each step.
All the while, he let out the most soul striking, banshee of a wail.
" HHHUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHUAAHUAHAAAAH!!!!!!! "
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • 2 years ago
“Finally!”
She seized Lewis’s hand and began to run, gently cradling her torenia in the other arm.
“Leo is probably starving half to death by now, the poor dear... should’ve been back for him ages ago...”
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
*As everyone ran up the stairs, laughter could be heard reverberating through the halls. When they reached the top, they found ID laughing so hard she couldn't stand, an extremely frustrated Ego, a hole in the ceiling, and no Angel.*
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MillieGriffin  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
Millie was caught off guard when Lewis grabbed her tail and as she was dragged away she fell frontwards, landing on her chin. The carpet felt hot on her skin as she was dragged back down the halls. She was able however to make a lucky grab at the bucket by the handle and let it drag with her and scoop up the abandoned wax gloops left by Utterson. When the group finally stopped the monster got back on her feet and gave a glare at Weir, a long red rug burn was left under her chin and all the way down her long neck. She didn't say anything just thrust the bucket out at Weir to take.
Her annoyance vanished at the aroma of the pumpkin soup cooking on the stove and was replaced by a ravenous hunger.
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Jekyll1886  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
They were in the kitchen now. As was Utterson.
The soup smelled unusual, but not bad.
"Er...sorry, Millie," Weir apologized with a sheepish look. "Reflex."
He noticed Gabriel's bucket of wax.
"Oh, thank you!" he exclaimed, relieved to see it.
He turned to Hela.
"And...thank you, too. For the speedy getaway."
He let out a breath and, with it, some tension.
"Good to see you made it, Gabriel," he remarked.
He noticed Catt and Charricthran were not visible.
"Charr--er, Charricthran? Catt?"
He did wonder what Mz. Hyde's Id had found so hilarious and her Ego so frustrating.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*ID couldn't stop laughing and rolling on the floor. Ego sighed.*
/ID strapped two giant bottles of soda on Super-Ego's back and launched her like a rocket. Which explains the giant hole in the roof.../
*She pointed to the ceiling, where there was a Mz. Hyde-sized hole.*
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Tairais  Mz.Hyde • 2 years ago
Charricthran popped out of the Hatt with almost comedic timing, cookbook in hand, soup just finishing on the stove.
"'Sup b- ah, kiddos. I have a cookbook." He snickered as he set it down, moving back over to the soup and giving it a final stir.
It was then he actually realized Lewis had come back with Millie, some melting mess of a man, and a bucket rather than just Hela as he and Catt had expected. There was silence for a single poignant moment as he froze, reassessed, then chuckled hoarsely.
"Blimey, 's a group o' ya now, ain't it? Should have 'nough soup for the lot if ya like. Stave off the madness an' the chill in your bones an' all that."
He stretched his arms behind his head and blinked in surprise when he heard the joints crack. While satisfying in a strange sort of way, he'd completely forgotten normal bodies did that.
He was sure the expression on his face was somewhat comical in nature.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
Catt followed shortly after, and after being shocked at the presence of more people (and monsters that weren't attacking), she felt even more shy about being in her nightie.
"U-um, hello everyone." She said, sheepishly replacing the Hatt on her head.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
Noting the quiet sharpness of Catt's embarrassment, Charricthran shrugged off his coat, took half a minute to marvel at the fact that yes, it was no longer part of his skin, then crossed over to Catt and draped it over her. It was a bit big, but he hoped it'd do her the favor of making her feel less exposed.
Unbuttoning and rolling up the sleeves of his shirt simply because he could, Charricthran went back over to the soup to give it a final few stirs before he'd offer it to the group.
It took him a moment to realize a very old set of runes still wound their way up his arms like a particularly vengeful snake. The history written there was all-too-telling of a great many painful, terribly fascinating things.
His heart on an almost literal sleeve, as it were.
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Helen Jekyll  Tairais • 2 years ago
Hela hadn’t released Lewis’s hand, and from the firmness of her grip, it seemed she didn’t plan to anytime soon.
“Hey Catt,” She greeted with a curious tilt of her head, her gaze flickering from the coat now around her shoulders to the Hatt, “Never seen you in different clothes before.”
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
((The Fox ))
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
Lewis could feel the warmth of Utterson's wax beneath his coat, his hand sinking and making a small impression in his shoulder. The moment Utterson had crossed into the kitchen, he paused and grew still.
He stood there, staring as though in a trance, hyperventilating. The warm atmosphere made his wax softer after his run, but his sudden calm kept him from becoming a puddle on the floor.
A couple beats passed before he blinked back into his surroundings, holding his head in his hands with a sigh.
" Christ help me... "
With a deep breath, he looked up at greeted Char and Catt with a nod before dragging himself into an empty chair, resting his heart and mind for the first time that night.
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MillieGriffin  The Fox • 2 years ago
Millie was just about to jump on the counter and try to devour the soup on the stove when Charrcithran came in and she quickly scurried back to Lewis in a flash, like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. Her stomach growled as she could smell the pumpkin soup, the genome deviant virus this was still buzzing through her body was sapping all the nutrients out of her digestive system with their futile working to get her back to normal, and she was starving. For a moment she felt it was a tease since pumpkin was her favorite too.
When Charrcithran said there was enough for everyone it made her feel a little better. She went over to the table with Utterson and hopped into a chair, deciding to patiently wait for the so, licking her fangs as she waited.
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Catt Hatter  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
(*at bay)
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Catt Hatter  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
((*effects))
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MillieGriffin  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
((thanks))
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Catt Hatter  MillieGriffin • 2 years ago
((You're welcome ^-^))
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Tairais • 2 years ago
(( chatterghosts I AM VERY LATE IM SORRY
Elias peered over his shoulder, glassy eyes shining with fear.
Fear for what?
He couldn't tell. Something in him cried that this was wrong, this was so very wrong! and he was only able to listen to the call through metal doors - it was still there, just muffled.
What did I do? he wanted to ask. What have I done? ))
Richard pushed his way to Elias' side, ticking quietly in the empty spaces.
He couldn't say anything. Even if he could, he had no words upon his tongue with which he might have spoken. Actions spoke louder, did they not?
Gently, oh-so-gently, Richard bent down to rest his beak on top of Elias' head, almost hovering over it instead in his hesitance. Though he could not wrap the man in his arms as he might've liked (swords for arms would do that to you), he held them almost delicately nearby, like the facsimile of a ribcage holding a heart.
His heart. His mylimasis.
And ever on ticked his clockwork not-heart.
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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago
Elias couldn't help but lean into the touch. He was afraid, oh-so-afraid of what he'd done, despite not being sure what he'd done at the same time- he craved the gentle comfort, needed it. It guarded the small sliver of humanity that was still inside him.
He lifted his head sluggishly, hair rustling against Richard's beak. Distant memories of lingering, delicate holds and touches had stirred something inside his mind. Why was this so intimately familiar?
All at once, the truth came to him.
"R... Rich..Richard."
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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago
Richard hummed softly, a low, droning thing that haunted the space between them.
Mylimasis.
A word now felt rather than seen.
...
Elias would likely not be pleased he allowed him to murder an innocent Lodger in cold blood.
He could not find it within him to care overly much. It had helped his pain, had it not?
Still.
Still.
He leaned into Elias, just a little bit more.
Mylimasis.
Beloved.
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The Fox • 2 years ago
( Utterson joins the scene! :D Unfortunately, he's not all that happy, being transformed and all... Hopefully he knows that it isn't permanent! :< )
*Drip* *Drip* *Drip*
Oh Lord, why'd it have to be this? THIS of all things?!
*Drip* *Drip* *Drip* *Drip*
He had to get there and FAST! God only knows how long he could keep it together!!
*DRIP**DRIP**DRIP**DRIP**DRIP*
OH LORD WHY TONIGHT?!?
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Utterson did all he could do. He locked his doors, sealed his windows, and even closed his curtains on the off chance that looking would curse him. He did all that and extra all to make sure that the green mist outside never made it near him or his home. Quite frankly, it was all rather extraneous but it made him feel safe and secure and let him rest easy through nights like this.
Something must've gone wrong. He must've forgotten to do SOMETHING because here he was, in his bed gown and coat, running like it's the end of days, hoping against ALL ODDS that'd he make it to the Society in one piece. All he wanted was a good nights rest instead he got a WAKING NIGHTMARE!!
Utterson could barely keep from shouting out into the night in pure, bewildering fear as parts of him were melting away faster than he could catch them, and it was only getting faster and faster.
It was already hard enough to move his legs feeling unlike anything he's ever felt before, boneless yet firm...Only a miracle could make him work up the mental and physical fortitude to hurry down the nighttime streets with such speed.
But that didn't matter. What mattered is that the waxy man get help before he was nothing but a puddle of human flesh! It didn't help that the more scared he got, the more lose his form became.
As the Society came into view, he cried tears of relief. Out of breathe, Utterson can pounding the door, his body melting down onto the ground. He wasn't even sure he would be able to speak with everything that was happening, but surely someone here had to have a cure! SURELY SOMEONE SHOULD!!!
Panic rising, Utterson wailed out as loud as he could, his voice warbling like a whale's.
" SOMEONE!! ANYONE!!! HEEEEEEEELP!!!! "
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Catt Hatter  The Fox • 2 years ago
((Aw heck, poor Utterson! ;^;
I'm all out of characters that could help him!
*tries to give zen hugs from outside the story* Q^Q ))
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The Fox  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
( Ah, no worries! He'll get help one way or another. Besides, if he can calm down, he'll find that it's only one night. ;w; )
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Catt Hatter  The Fox • 2 years ago
(Oh good. ;^; I'm sorry Utterson, Catt would be happy to make you a cupcake in the kitchen to help you feel better!)
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Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
((Tairais Charricthran was, in fact, still in the kitchen.
In the exact spot he'd been standing in when Lewis had left, some indeterminate amount of time ago. He'd yet to realize time had tumbled from his fingers and shattered on the floor, the pieces of scents, textures and memories scraping and tearing bloody gashes in his heart.
Fascinating. In a warped, utterly demented sort of way, he'd missed this. Whatever this was.
He remembered violin lessons in the moonlit clearings of long-forgotten forests. He remembered runs along the rooftops of cities half-dead, half-alive in the starlight.
Light. He remembered what light was supposed to feel like.
He remembered the light of their smiles, and remembered the homes he had lost.
He remembered far, far too much to name as impressions and pictures ran past him with bleeding knives.
He was shaking, subtly. The air pressure seemed to build and push at his chest again, threatening to cave it in under so much forgotten grief.
He had been through far, far too much.
It was wonderful. It was terrible, bloody awful, absolutely visceral in its ferocious delight.
And throughout it all he remembered he was still holding the slight-suspicious pumpkin.
He should've probably done something with it by that point.
...
Ah, well. ))
"Ch-char? You okay?" Catt asked, again, staring him in the face with no small amount of concern. He'd been standing there with the pumpkin for at least a good few minutes, and she didn't know what she was supposed to do next for the soup.
She tentatively reached out to touch his shoulder.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
He was floating, spread high above his ancient history, laid out below him like the roiling oceans from the sky above. Spiraling, spilling too far, too widely-
Tethered by a single gentle touch to his shoulder.
An anchor where one could not usually be found.
He blinked. Once, twice, owlishly and slow.
Ah, right. The soup!
"Hm? Just fine, kiddo. My bad, I was, ah, wanderin' a bit there. Know how to cut and gut a pumpkin, by chance? Knives an' I aren't gonna get along too great right now, but I can manage if ya don't."
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"I, think so." She mumbled, offering to take the pumpkin. "Might remember carving one for Halloween..."
Confound these memories, making no sense. More like half forgotten dreams if not for how normal they seemed.
She shook her head.
"Did you ever do anything for Halloween?"
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
He shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck in consideration.
"I've been told my birth-date's on Halloween. All-Hallow's Eve. The Night of Souls. Et cetera. For most of the universes I stuck to, it was mostly a night o' ritual ta keep spooks like me at bay. Not that I'm all that much a spook- my deals are fair unless ya try ta break em. Then again, no one seems ta care, so what can ya do."
"An' no, I don' do much for my birthday either. Kinda felt like it stopped matterin' when I lost most people ta celebrate with. Now I'm just countin' the years as they float past like stardust. Bright an' burnin'."
He paused, lapsing into contemplative silence again.
The silence was broken on the edges of his sharp-toothed grin. "'S nice ta have people to celebrate with for once, even if all Hells are breakin' loose."
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
Catt set the pumpkin down on the counter.
"So...it's your birthday today?" 
Ideas of cake flitted across her mind, she tried to think of the ingredients and wondered if there'd be a cookbook around with the directions. What kind of cake would he like anyway?
She pulled a short serrated knife from the block and started cutting around the stem.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
"If today's the last day of the month, then yup. I have... very little of time at the moment."
He frowned. "Fourteen thousand, two hundred an'... fifty three years outside o' my home. Older if ya count the rest o' it, but I don'. Different person, that kid. At any rate, happy birthday to me an' all that."
Charricthran moved over to the little pile of rosemary and thyme he'd put on the counter earlier and started shredding the leaves in an almost tediously methodical manner. Tedious though it might have been, the texture and repeated movements kept him rooted in the present where he might instead have wandered to the past.
He didn't like to think about his age. Each year passing was a dull knife in his heart, twisting and carving the reminder of his failure to return home.
He'd almost accepted defeat several times by then.
Every time, the memory of his danthe-kornari's sharp-toothed grin would spur him on. If he could see her and Keldra one more time to say goodbye, he could wander the rest of his immortality in peace.
But were they even still alive? Time and starlight were ceaseless things, ever free-flowing in the winds of change. However, he was living proof that time could in fact be frozen. If time could stand still, could Time grow weary of its course? Starlight, though infinite, constantly reshaped itself. Would she still shine the way he knew, or would her light be harsh and bitter?
His breath hitched. Tears prickled and burned in the back of his eyes, the sensation startling him as much as it had the first time. That feeling in particular was something he could never replicate, despite his mastery of illusion.
Too quickly to heal, he buried his hurt so as to not bother Catt. If asked, he could always blame it on the smells.
He'd done enough to make people worry for the day; he could hold out a bit longer...
He didn't want to. Like digging his fingers into an aching bruise, he was compelled by a masochistic desire to savore the pain, to relish an experience so long forgotten.
But then, his friends, these Lodgers. They were often too kind for their own good. They didn't need eons of hurt piled on top of their own. Not now, not ever.
He carried on with his quiet rhythm, soft tears filling the soft words he might have said.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Yes, happy birthday to you~!" Catt nearly sang as her knife finished tracing an uneven circle around the stem. She set down the knife and made to pull out the top.
"So, do you like, cake?" She asked, grunting with the effort to pull the lid out. It was being rather stubborn.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
"I'm not gonna lie, I don' think I've had cake in at least the last four thousan' years or so."
Realizing he'd finished with the herbs some time ago and was shredding empty air, Charricthran moved next to Catt and helped her pull out the lid with a small flex of his muscles and an equally small amount of surprise that his body was in the physical condition it had been in when it.. vanished, for lack of a better word.
"There we are. I'm gonna start meltin' the butter an' the like and get the rest o' the soup set up while you're finishing with... that."
He cast a quick glance towards the knife and shied away from it, transferring the accidental motion into intentional with a few steps across the kitchen to the stove. With the fire stoked, he quickly moved through a routine long since buried, though never forgotten.
The broth was first, butter and milk meeting water and ham, boiled from the bone. He stirred it in contemplative silence, though motion once again served as a steadfast anchor. There was so much to experience, and he had some indeterminate amount of time to live it.
A sudden thought struck him, and he wondered how he hadn't noticed sooner.
"Where did Lewis scarper off to?"
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago • edited
"I'm not sure." Catt said, having stowed the small knife in favour of a large spoon to scrape out the inside with. She was glad that her nightgown didn't have full sleeves, goopy sleeves were no fun.
"It seemed like he'd heard something that only he could hear, like a dog with a whistle, then darted off. I sealed the door after him so no monsters could get in though.
Think he went to get Hela?"
A memory of not being strong enough to hollow out a pumpkin flitted momentarily across the back of her mind as she scraped at the pulp with her spoon.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
"Mayhap. Shouldn't he've hoofed it back by now, then-though?"
He added in the beans once the broth was done mixing, poking at the little bits of ham that had floated off the bone somewhat childishly.
Good memories were attached to that, at least. A humming mother, a warm fire. A house empty of violence, quiet streets nearby.
This was nice. Almost the same, almost like having a family ag--Nonono. He shouldn't think that. Bad things tended to happen when he thought like that.
Aie.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Maybe, he decided to stay up there to protect her?" Catt ventured, the pumpkin's slimy insides sliding along her hand.
The smell brought more dim flickers of a kitchen counter, and other hands digging into the pumpkin, there was talk of baking the seeds.
"Do you think we should bake the seeds, or maybe plant them? We could have our own little pumpkin patch!"
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
"We could do a bit o' both, I'm pretty sure there's plenty of seeds to suit our needs. This time next year, we could have proper pumpkin carvin'! Betcha some o' this lot would getta right kick outta that."
He glanced up from where he was stirring the broth with a soft smile, directed towards Catt.
Sounded like they were both travelling down memory lane. Hopefully she was doing so fondly.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Y-yeah... maybe the fog won't show up next year, then we could all have a proper Halloween party." She got a bowl and dumped the pumpkin guts into it, going in for a final clean scraping.
While the memories weren't unpleasant, they seemed to have a vaguely sad air clinging to them, so she did her best to focus on other things.
"What kind of cake do you like?"
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
"Dunno. Been a long-arse time since I've had any. I remember bein' fond o' somethin' like... lemon?
When I was a wee lad, though. 'S the closest thing I can think of at any rate."
A sharp-toothed smile, too young for anything it'd been through, shining brightly nonetheless. A sharp-toothed smile, just like his.
He pushed the memory aside gently, with another fond smile.
Once Catt was done with the pumpkin, all he had to do was wait for everything to cook and cool down.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Oo, lemon cake is yummy. I'll see if I can find a recipe in one of the books once I'm done chopping the pumpkin."
She gave him what she hoped was a comforting smile, then turned so her body was between him and the carving knife as she set about the task.
It was somehow easier than she'd expected to push the knife through the flesh of the tough skinned fruit.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
The sound of a knife slipping through pumpkin was entirely too close to the sound of a knife slipping on organs on its way out a body.
But he digressed.
"That'd be swell, kid. Do me a favor an' don' let everyone make a big deal about my birthday though, yeah? 'S not like I'm close with a lotta ya anyways, but its enough o' ya that I should probably say that." He chuckled softly, the sound almost lost under the burbling soup.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Oh, okay." She hurriedly finished the chopping and brought the chunks over to him after cleaning and stowing the knife.
"Would you want Dr. Weir to celebrate with us though? You seem close with him."
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
He thanked her for her work with a wide grin, quickly putting the chunks of pumpkin into the pot. Every so often, he'd mash them a bit with the spoon as they began to soften in the all-but-boiling broth. Slowly but surely, the soup began to take on a vibrant yellow-orange tint, the smell of pumpkin and rosemary filtering through the air.
His stomach growled hungrily as he thought on the matter. Catt's question plucked at something deep within the chambers of his heart, not really pleasantly, but not particularly unpleasantly.
He shook his head quickly to clear it, blinking rapidly. "If he's of the mind ta celebrate, sure. Frankly, you, him, 'n Richard are the only people I think would bother with somethin' like it, and I'd daresay Richard's not o' the mind to participate while he's lookin' after Elias as he is at the time."
Something about those sentences were odd, words and phrases borrowed from other times and tongues.
Woops.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"So Richard found Elias? That's good. They can keep each other safe." She paused, staring into the soup. "I just hope Dr. Weir is having similar luck with Hela."
"I like Richard, he's nice. I let him use some of my rock collection when we first met. I wonder what he used them for..."
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
"He did, yeah. Hopefully the pair o' em stay outta as much trouble as possible. Both pairs, that is. An' I remember Richard mentionin' something about the darn things, but now I cannae remember what. Ah, well. Knowin' him, it was either some intricate machine or used for the exact opposite o' what he intended."
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Heh, yeah. Creative mechanics can tend that way sometimes. I'm just glad I could be helpful!"
Catt shuffled over to the bookshelf and scanned it for a book on deserts, but didn't find one.
"Hm, there doesn't seem to be one here..."
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
"'S alright. Say, d'ya suppose there's a book o' that sort in a library nearby? We could always celebrate a day or so late. I certainly wouldn't mind."
The soup was nearly done by now. It took him several long seconds to realize that the acrid sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach was worry, rather than something going wrong with his digestive system.
Shouldn't Lewis (and Hela, he added) have been back by now? With Elias as a zombie and the Lodgers all turned into various creatures...
They'd be fine. If they weren't, he'd set the buildin' on fire as a distraction, then get em out.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
Catt starred at him blankly for a moment.
"Oh, I guess that's an option too...I was just gonna ch-check my Hatt..." She shuffled her feet. "I've found some books in there, and've been collecting them on my shelves."
"Did you wanna check with me? Two eyes are better than one...er, four are better than two."
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
"Oh! Didn't know ya had a lil' pocket dimension travellin' around with ya. Right nifty, that. Is it easier on you if I stay outta it or..? I don' wanna wear ya out or anythin'."
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"I, don't know? It's never really been a drag on me at all. Not eve uncomfortable to wear."
She pulled off her Hatt and gave it a puzzled look.
"It should be fine if you came along, as long as the soup is gonna be alright while we look."
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
"Takes a while to cook down, that. Should be fine! An' the only reason I asked was 'cos sometimes The Other pulls on me if too many people are in there overlong without me stabilizin' it. Didn't want ta do the same to you."
He gave the soup one final stir before setting the spoon aside and wiping his hands on a nearby towel.
"Lead on, then!"
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Okay then," She said, and promptly climbed into the Hatt.
"Just climb on in when you're ready! I'm gonna turn on the lamp!" Her voice sounded close, but was somewhat muffled by the Hatt being on the floor.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
He paused for a handful of seconds before slipping into the Hatt himself.
Entering other people's spaces always made him feel a bit odd, remnants from a darker time.
Just like his teeth, now that he thought about it.
With a shudder, he brushed off yet another unwanted memory.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"Sorry it's so dark," Catt's voice was coming from nearby. A couple clicks sounded from the same direction, and then the space was lit by the white glow of a propane lantern, the kind often used for camping in the 21st century.
"Heh, there we go." She set the lantern down on the table, and walked over to one of the surrounding bookcases. "I'll check this one here if you don't mind checking one of the others, okay? And do feel free to ask questions!"
There were a total of four wooden book cases, and one display case set in a semicircle around the table and chair that were set near the entrance.
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
The lighting was plenty familiar to Charricthran, though this familiarity didn't show on his face. He quickly walked over to one of the other bookcases and began to browse, eyes flicking over titles at a rapid, steady clip.
The place felt... cozy, almost.
"Right, so, question right off the back, then. How's this work, exactly? Don't feel like ya need ta hold back the technical jargon or anythin', I've learned enough in all my years I can do a fair bit o' extrapolatin' worst comes ta worst."
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
"I, woke up with it on top of me when I woke up in InterSpace, comin' up five years ago now. I don't really know how it works, beyond that it's open when I need it, and holds a lot of strange and discarded things here. Some electrical outlets have power, others don't. Some devices function without power all together.
I just know that I feel pretty safe here, and things don't seem to break down the way they do normally in the outside world. I was able to save some of the organs from that carriage crash a while back because of it."
She pulled down a grey book and felt the cover lovingly.
"These things, some of them feel like home."
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
He glanced over his shoulder and regarded Catt with a fond smile, remembering far too many things at once. Far too many loving looks, far too many gentle books.
He turned his gaze back to the bookshelf with a slight frown before pulling out a red-and-white checkered book and regarding it at arm's length.
"Speakin' o' home, specifically home cookin', I think I found your book."
He turned to face Catt again, offering the book for her inspection.
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Catt Hatter  Tairais • 2 years ago
She put the grey geologist's handbook back on the shelf and turned to look.
"Yeah, that one should be it. Nice find." She smiled gently at him before heading over to the table.
"Would you mind taking it back to the kitchen while I turn off the light? I'm used to finding my way out in the dark."
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Tairais  Catt Hatter • 2 years ago
The moment after Catt finished her question, Charricthran heard Lewis' voice from, er.. 'upstairs'?
Upstairs. Sure.
"Sure thing, kiddo. Sounds like Lewis an' group're back too, so how's about that for timin'? Meetcha up there when you're done."
With that, he turned on his heel and made his way out of the Hatt, a thoughtful look on his face.
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