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Post by priestwarrior on Aug 15, 2007 21:03:00 GMT -5
Cristofori looked down at the sleeping figure, then at the one on the bed. He clenched his fists, ground his teeth, and exploded. "What the hell is this place?" he yelled. "I'm ignored, marginalized, drafted and who knows what else and I still haven't gotten my damn supper! That's it! I'm gonna grab some casserole and I'm out of here!" Cristofori kicked the bedroom door open, stormed downstairs, kicked the kitchen door open, grabbed a platter of chicken casserole and headed for the front door.
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Post by Aaron Williams on Aug 15, 2007 21:32:28 GMT -5
As Christophi neared the front door hundreds of chairs, benches, and side tables flew at him, battering him, and forcing him into one particularly large seat. "Where do you think you're going?" Said a voice from the corner. "I said to bed, mister!" Dee walked out of the darkness, before having the chairs send Christophi back up into the "boys room".
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Post by belmoon on Aug 15, 2007 23:22:09 GMT -5
Nutria watched as Cristofori was swept away to his room on his chair ride. It was increasingly entertaining to see the short mass of rage whisked away, cursing, by a piece of furniture. "That little guy's got some fire in him! He's exactly what the Rat's Nest needs. Don't let that one get away, Dee!"
Before retiring to his room, he noticed Cristofori's casserole. "Oh, wow! There's still some left!" And he, again, shoved the entire thing in his mouth.
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Post by priestwarrior on Aug 16, 2007 15:52:36 GMT -5
The narrow doorway stopped the chair Cristofori was seated in. It, however, did not stop Cristofori, who flew through into the corner, where he stood shakily for a few moments before collapsing. "First thing I do tomorrow is get some knives," he muttered to himself before succumbing to unconsciousness.
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Post by childofra on Aug 16, 2007 18:37:12 GMT -5
The seemingly little girl whom, had no idea what was going on, had ccurled up in one of the room's darker coners. She held fast to her papers that the man-woman had given her. Her eyes darted through it. " This is..... " She whispered to herself, trailing off into silence. The girl decided to call it a night, laughing softly in her head at the two talking.
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Post by Aaron Williams on Aug 16, 2007 20:42:05 GMT -5
Aiden was woken with a shook, "...hey, wake up!" All at once the boyish girl's eyes were bombarded with waves upon waves of color. Puffs of pink mist hung low over a blood red brook, while two eerie green spirits danced just below a curtain of auburn. All this set against a snow white background was enough to send any man into a frenzy. "Well?" Asked Taylor, sensing Aiden's wake, "Do you like it?" She backed up so that the groggy girl might get a better view.
The gothic brunette's normal black robes were replaced by a flowing turquoise entourage. Instead of tangled unkempt hair, voluptuous spiraling curls framed Taylor's face. As she backed away, the slender beauty tripped over something heavy, coming to rest somewhere between the wall and the body that had--until recently, been sleeping peacefully in the corner.
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Post by Aiden Chepi on Aug 17, 2007 21:56:54 GMT -5
Aiden sat up abruptly. Her eyes widened, and her hair was unusually messy; bedhead? " What on earth, pretty girl?" She said groggily. Aiden rubbed her eyes, Mimzy streched and groaned, lying his head back to his paws. Aiden shuddered as Taylor tripped over the girl in the corner. She made a slight squeak which sounded something like a "keep!". "Who.. is that..?" she said quietly.
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Post by belmoon on Aug 17, 2007 23:46:26 GMT -5
Without warning, Nutria burst into the guest room the boys had been sleeping in. He was full of energy and ready for the mission he was not going on. He pulled out two cooking pans (one being the pan they retrieved earlier from the sewers) and began ferociously beating them together. CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG!! "Come on, kids! It's time for adventure!" he yelled as he succeeded in scaring the living daylights out of the boys.
"I gotta--I...muh, there's a somethi--where am I," muttered Sodom mindlessly and without meaning as he stumbled around the room looking for imaginary clothes to change into. He had not gotten any sleep the previous night, and it had affected him quite a bit. He was about to turn on an imaginary shower and strip down before Nutria caught him and shoved him out the door.
"Oh no you don't boy! You want to go this way!" he walked Sodom down the stairs, holding him up by his shoulders. "Why, you don't seem to have any motivation at all! Cheer up, already! We'll be back from the trip before you know it!" He got Sodom out to the entrance and sat him down in one of the many chairs that had blocked the door from Cristofori earlier. "You stay here. Boys!! Girls!! Come on, we haven't got all day!"
Sodom slumped from the seat and hit the floor. The splinters woke him instantly.
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Post by childofra on Aug 18, 2007 10:09:05 GMT -5
The girl made a sort of an "ACK!" sound, as Taylor tumbled over her. Her hands slide quickly underneathe her and pushed away from the corner. The girl stood up. In time enough to hear the red head say "Who is that?" She gave a light petite yawn, and ran a hand through her hair, saying in a milky voice, "Nightengaile Leia Otthild..... " She patted her checkered dress and placed her hands behind her back.
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Post by Aaron Williams on Aug 18, 2007 13:46:29 GMT -5
Perhaps through shock, or perhaps through instinct, Mary shot up and immediately began to assist Nutria in his eccentric wakeup call. As if in a daze, he heaved the other half of Sodom downstairs, slapped Christofori, then came to an abrupt stop against the splintery frame of the bedroom door, beginning to snore once again.
*~*~*~*
"Nightengale...", Taylors eyes studied the air before her, as if searching for the name in some invisible book. "Oh! You're the new girl that came in during dinner!" Hand extended, Taylor bent down to greet the new comer. "My name is Taylor Type, and this is Aiden".
Suddenly the room below exploded with bangs and clangs. Taylor sighed, "It looks like the boys are up...we'd better hurry; I can only guess what they will do without us there..."
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The door to the kitchen shot open, and Dee came roaring out, "Ok, I packed you all some lunch, I got your train tickets, and I got you each a Ladee for the trip...where is everyone?" Dee looked around, seeing only the splintered Sodom before her.
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Post by priestwarrior on Aug 18, 2007 13:46:54 GMT -5
Cristofori staggered downstairs blearily in a full-length black cloak and crimson waistcoat. "What happens today, then?" he inquired of the stentorian man with the beard.
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Post by belmoon on Aug 18, 2007 16:37:42 GMT -5
Nutria looked down and found the young gothic lad. "Oh, so there you are! Today, you'll be getting on The Gregale, the finest train we can afford! If you were listening at dinner, you should remember the mission, lad," he said with tone that made it obvious he didn't remember the details himself.
In the background, a wide-eyed, fully awake, splintery Sodom could be heard screaming in pain. Not that people noticed.
The robust man clapped his hands together, "So! This looks to be a grand mission! Danger! Excitement! Money! Romance!" There was a pause after that last word. He shrugged, "Well, okay, probably not that last one considering the area, but still! Who's excited!?"
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Post by priestwarrior on Aug 18, 2007 19:26:09 GMT -5
"Well, money sounds good," admitted Cristofori, "but, um, the other two...I mean, breakfast sounds better right now. When is brea- what's the matter with you?" he interjected, turning to Sodom. "I can't hear myself talk."
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Post by Aiden Chepi on Aug 19, 2007 8:51:16 GMT -5
Aiden giggled as Taylor bent down to Nightengaile's knees. "Um.. She standing." Aiden laughed lightly and slipped her shoes on, then skipped out the door and down the stairs. Carefully avoiding Nutria, she eyed him curiously as she blatantly side stepped around him. Aiden made her way to Cristofori. Well.. We hadn't been properly introduced, and I've run into the little gothic boy thrice before any of this! She thought to herself. Thus it would only be polite to-- " kEEp!" she squeeked, as Aiden tripped over the screaming boy on the floor. She rubbed her head, sitting up. " ...Owwww..." she squinted over at Sodom and made a quite light growl.
Mimzy ran down the stairs barking, as if joining the wake up call, and as Aiden fell over Sodom, he rushed over, halting abruptly, and pawed at the poor guy on the floor.
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Post by childofra on Aug 19, 2007 11:55:57 GMT -5
Nightengaile stared. Then bent her knees to where she was at Taylors height and took her hand delicately. " Yes. It is a pleasant greeting." She smiled delicately, " No matter how low the greet may be." She stood up, helping Taylor back to her original height.
Nightengail curtsied, then followed the redheaded girl out the door.
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