Prisha sighed, "As I have said, I'm sorry I didn't think you people will take the popcorn incident too seriously. You're overreacting, about the rats too."
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Donovan looked at the two, "I'm coming too, you wanna come Cthylla?" Ctyhlla nodded and gave the stick to Grimm. The two walked up next to Adam and Vincent and followed
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Pulling back, Grimm stopped his abuse but stayed where he was, immobilizing Prisha's arms and keeping him from using his magic. He cocked his head to Bianca, saying "You're right. We're going to need some form of containment. Which one of us here is powerful enough to make sure that our little friend" gritted teeth, "doesn't get uppity?"
Giving it some more thought, he continu8ed, "... And I guess that sort of depends on how much violence you define as necessary. But if you've got a better option, then let's hear it at least. I for one don't personally think ethics is this guy's primary concern," Grimm tapped Prisha contemptuously between the eyes, "so don't feel to bad, whatever it is. You're gonna tell us, right?"
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"Ach, some sense," Imey said, as he followed Adam. "Congratulations, you are now, in my eyes at least, our wise and glorious leader, bringer of the Stars, qo'Amu, and slayer of beasts." His voice was filled with mild, friendly sarcasm: he was joking about the scale of the titles he was giving Adam, but it was clear he respected him. "What now, then, qo'Amu?"
Two thousand years... most gods didn't live that long. But... well, the lizard-thing's age was not his concern right now, so he refrained from comment.
edited 10th Oct '11 8:20:25 PM by KillerClowns
Drummer Boy
Bianca frowns at the others as they leave. "Well, it seems that everyone is giving up. But very well. I shall explain. I am a Vesper, one of noble blood, and there is ancient magic that allows us to make contracts with humans. Specifically, beings un-blessed by my world's gods. I can cause him horrible pain any time I want. Hopefully, it will keep him in check."
The last battle's curtains will open on stage!"Ah yes it looks like I can get off this stupid island after all."
Then turning to the rest of the group, "I'm sorry guys but Lucas is calling and I can't stick around. Prisha Winter AWAY!!!"
There was a blinding flash and he out of there.
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"If I'm the great and glorious leader," chuckled Adam, "then BOW! BOW BEFORE YOUR ALMIGHTY LORD AND MASTER! Mwa-ha-ha!" None of them bowed. He turned to Vincent. "You! Make them bow before qo'Amu!"
Vincent gave him a flat look. "If I am to be your servant, sire, then I wish to be paid a ton of gold every solar cycle."
"Curses!" fake-spluttered Adam. "Foiled again!" He giggled a little. "Sorry. I had to indulge myself.
"But a plan? Not much. Go to the lake, follow the tracks? I just wanted to get away from them." He jerked a thumb over his shoulder, back up the hill.
edited 10th Oct '11 8:27:19 PM by TeraChimera
Drummer Boy
Klaus stares at Lilith.
"I... kind of need help here. Just sayin'."
He tries wriggling out, hoping the dirt is packed loosely enough for this to be possible. Ow.
"Yep." He grimaces. "Help would be nice."
"YES! YES! YES!" Bianca gives Grimm a bear hug worthy of Lilith and dances. "HE'S GONE! HE'S GONE!"
She dashes to the others. "A PROBLEM HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!"
edited 10th Oct '11 8:29:47 PM by SnowyFoxes
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Grimm took a minute to think, still crouched on his forelegs over Prisha, pinning him down.
"While I can't deny that that sort of thing would be incredibly useful, I can't say I really agree with it either. Even soulless little shitheads like this have rights, God help us..."
Lifting himself up[ off Prisha, he straightened himself and stood, facing Bianca but with one hand on his weapon's grip as a warning. "Tell you what. How about we just get someone to watch him? Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid again? Because- I get much more of this and I’m gonna shoot him. I swear to god, this goes on any longer and I- I can’t he held responsible for my actions! It’s just not even fucking remotely possible!"
There was a flash of light and Prisha simply disappeared. Whirling around, Grimm looked right to the spot where he had been and his jaw visibly dropped. Then Bianca wrapped her arms around him and squeezed,d riving the air form his lungs.
"Ohjesus- Bianca! Bianca I can't breathe-" he wheezed out with what little air his compressed lungs could fit.
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Imey shrugged and said, "an excellent plan, qo'Amu, one that needs no further justification. Still, perhaps we can find something of value?" He shook his head. Yes, this day was at least starting to improve. Relatively speaking, of course. A day without undead rats was preferable to one with, but insofar as days with undead rats went, this was one of the better ones. Not that he had any other undead-rat-containing days to compare it to.
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She cocked her head just a little to the right. It reminded Klaus of a cocker spaniel in obedience class.
"Why? Can't you get yourself out?" Lilith said earnestly.
Exactly like a cocker spaniel in obedience class.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serialAfter the blinding flash Prisha lands with a thud in a forest next to Grimm and Bianca. Getting up dizzy, "Oh yeah this place jams teleportations."
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Drummer Boy
Klaus's eye twitches at Lilith. He had a dog like that once. Spazzed out. Drooled all over the place. And whenever he told it to sit, he just tilted his head like that.
With a few mighty wriggles that nearly crush his bones, Klaus drags his arms out of the hole. Eventually, he crawls out.
"Ow."
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"No, no, you gotta do it like this."
Aaaand Klaus was back in the hole. Fan-fucking-tastic. He tilts back his head, trying to hold down post-transport vomit. He can already taste the sour acid bath of turkey sandwich and week old tangerine he'd had for lunch. Keep it down, keep it down. He gulped hard, and felt the sludge slide back into his gullet.
Whew... crisis averted.
"Now you do this." Klaus was now upside down for the second time today. Okay, he thought to himself, fuck it and promptly hurled into the hole.
edited 10th Oct '11 8:52:24 PM by KSPAM
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After Bianca relinquished her grip she ran off to the others, leaving Grimm in oxygen-deprived exhaustion. Another flash appeared and Prisha was suddenly there again. Looking to the teen in disgust and disbelief, Grimm pinched the bridge of his nose hard enough to hurt and yelled, "...ffffffuuuuuuuuuck! This cocksucker's back again!? Bianca! He's back! The little fucker's back!" He then ran after her, more than a little concerned about being the bearer of this particular bit of bad news. She had seemed to happy when Prisha disappeared, and Grimm couldn't say he blamed her, but how would she react to seeing that he had inexplicably come back?
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Drummer Boy
Oh. My. God.
He can't get angry with Lilith. He just can't. It's like getting angry with a dog that knocked down a vase with a powerful whip of the tail. The dog doesn't know he did anything wrong, and Lilith is just trying to help. Very badly, but trying. Fuck, I should have thrown away that bag of tangerines.
Klaus closes his eyes. Maybe, if he's really, really lucky, everything would revert back to getting violated by the un-sexy half of a human squid. Yeah, he would actually take that right now.
Bianca skids to a stop, the heels of her boot digging into the mud. She falls right on her bottom as Grimm's words register.
"So, how about that contract thing I mentioned?" she shouts.
Marianne sighs. Blood. I want his blood on your hands.
Not practical at the moment.
She sighs again.
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"Oh, my!" yelled Adam, very much ignoring Grimm, Bianca, and Prisha. "How calm and not-pissed-off the lake looks! I think I'll go do something useful, and examine the shore very carefully and without yelling moronic insults at anybody!" He ran to the lake.
"Holy crap, there were a lot of rats," said Adam, examining the shore. "Just take a look at all these tracks. I can barely tell them apart."
Vincent had pretty much the same reaction. "Hmm. I can't tell which ones are coming or going. I need to brush up on my wilderness skills, once I get some." He glanced up at Imey. "You look like someone who knows the wild. Do you think you could tell where they went or came from?"
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Bianca gets up and dusts herself off, hurrying back to Grimm
"Really," she hisses. "How do they not see that he's a potential threat?" Once again, she pretends Prisha is not listening to her. For once, she wishes Damian were here to violate someone's mind, find their intentions.
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Lilith stared at her new friend quizzically. It looked like he was feeling funny. Did he not like talking walks? Oh well, she thought, getting back up on her feet, exercise always clears the head! That's what Aunt Mabel always said!
She grabbed him by the wrist and tugged. "Come on slowpoke! You'll feel better if you move!"
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Imey replied, "I am a fisherman. Do they look like fish? I can avoid getting lost in a place like this, but my last effort at tracking was a failure... and that should have been far easier than this. So, I am going to guess that they came from..." he paused to consider. "I have no clue. Someplace we are not. I wish I could tell you more... I should love to find the blasted hole that spawned them. Preferably with a torch in hand." His body and shadow both displayed his irritation at the things. They were no raptors, certainly but their obliteration would have been satisfying.
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Grimm concurred with Bianca completely. "I have no idea, and trust me, that's something I very much intend to have strong words with them about. They think they can just wash their hands of this? That's not going to happen." He glanced at Prisha, then looked back. He was similarly speaking as if Prisha was just not there.
"But you and me, we can do what needs to be done, right? I mean, if we need to?"
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"Hng," said Vincent, feeling a little stupid. "I need to work on my people skills a bit more."
"Hey!" called Adam from the edge of the forest. "I think I found something!" He pointed to a part of the forest where a lot of the grass was flattened down. "It looks like, when they left, they stampeded over here and crushed a bunch of plants. Looks good?"
"I think so," said Vincent. "There were lots of them, and they might have wanted to get away really fast. In fact, maybe one of them got trampled, if this is the case. Keep an eye out for any corpses."
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Klaus finally manages to drag himself out again.
"Okay. Can we, uhm, walk? Like, normally? I don't know what the hell you're doing, but... I don't like it." He smiles uneasily at Lilith.
"For the present, at least." Bianca nods and rubs her signet ring again. "So tempting just to make the contract right now," she almost croons. "But of course, we should give him a chance to take this quietly. Punishments when necessary. But he doesn't need that leash yet." The last battle's curtains will open on stage!
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"Awwww... fine." She sighed, her head drooping. But it would take soooo long! She stayed mopey for all of half a second before bouncing right back up and dragging Klaus along by the wrist. Some things just don't change.
"This way!"
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"Blaaaaarg," moaned Adam. "You're all morons! All of you! Can't you see how you're all immature pricks?!" He took a few deep breaths. "I'm going to head down to the lake, see if I can find anything out about those rats. Anyone who wants to act their age is welcome to join me!" He turned on his heel and stomped down the hill.
Vincent skidded after him. "I'll follow. They're worse than five-year-olds."
"I know!" said Adam. "It's so stupid!" He kicked at a rock. "Out of curiosity, what's your age? I always hear about dragons being long-lived, and if you're going to act your age, I was wondering... yeah."
"Over two thousand," responded Vincent.
"...oh."
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