"I'm a girl!" the other maid hissed, shaking out her hand and glaring daggers at the older woman despite how calm and placating she had been up to this point. Apparently Nako had hit a nerve, one way or another. "And I can't tell you about it! Sorry, but that's just the way it is. If your Mistress told you to do something that you didn't like, would you refuse to do it or give up halfway?" she countered, backing away and holding her frying pan in a high rear stance - comically, almost like a tennis player getting ready for a serve, though it would doubtless hurt a lot more if Nako got hit by it.
edited 19th Jun '11 8:38:03 PM by Alhazred23
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)S"So, you're quite a loyal girl then. I can certainly respect that... but you must understand that I won't let it get in my way" Nako told the young allegedly female maid. Stepping suddenly forward to strike at the opposing maid's reinforced headdress!
Skill(5)*1D6(3)
= 15 to get the headdress off and so reduce the other maid's ability
Athetics(3)*D6(2)=6 [1]
Reversing her feet, the other maid hastily brought her frying pan forward to block, but not quite fast enough. Nako's strike skipped off of the still-red spot where 'Chiyo' had been hit earlier before nicking the headdress and sending it spinning off into the corner. Stumbing back a step and rubbing her sore head, the blue-haired girl looked from Nako to her headdress and back again as if in disbelief. Tears bloomed in the corners of her eyes as she clutched the handle of her frying pan with both hands, but still she managed a (mostly) straight face - until something suddenly snapped in her expression and she glared at Nako accusingly. "Why do you have to make this so hard?!" she demanded, before spinning around and making a break for the door leading deeper into the mansion, a trail of glistening pearls hanging in the air behind her.
edited 19th Jun '11 9:29:26 PM by Alhazred23
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)SAww... I'm feeling pretty bad for our little intruder.
Unfortunately, Nako wasn't able to give up the chase. It was her duty as a maid to get to the bottom of this... The safe of her dear Chiyo-sama might hang in the balance.
So as her opponent ran away, Nako decided to change her tactics a bit and grabbed at the rope the maid left behind. Hastily making a knot with it the older maid threw it as a lasso towards the girl, to trap her and pull her back to Nako's side.
Skill(5)*1D6(3)
= 15
If she managed to caught her she might need to use methods a little less... 'professional' to make her speak.
Athletics(3)*D6(6-2+2 Deus Ex Machina)=18[1]
, FREEDOM...REINSTATED VIA DEUS EX MACHINA! Also, Invisible Castle has been kinda fussy recently...
Also unfortunately for Nako, this time she was just a split second too slow as her improvised lasso brushed the flapping end of the blue-haired girl's ponytail before falling limply to the floor.
Check Cunning vs. 8[2]
to notice the rats trying to sneak off with the girl's headdress. Also, i'm mostly still having her fight this out because i won't know what Chiyo's status is until Mao gets back, so if Nako manages to capture her, there still won't be any immediate answers ^_^;. Either Chiyo is currently wandering around elsewhere in the mansion, completely unaware that anything is wrong, or...
edited 19th Jun '11 10:55:33 PM by Alhazred23
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)SAww.. there goes seducti... I mean interrogation time >.>
Cunning(2)*1D6 (6)
= 12
"Aww... looks like I missed" Nako lamented, looking at how the other maid had managed to escape her grasp. The maid then let out a little sigh and brought a hand to her cheek as she said "Well at least I still a little souvenir from her part... and some new pets to take care off until she comes back"
Nako then turned back to stared straight at the rats as they tried to slip out unnoticed.. and since she had a lasso in hand...
To tie the rats up, Skill(5)*1D63
= 15
edited 19th Jun '11 10:55:48 PM by daltar
Hina cuddled up to Tara and pushed her gently against the book case. "You know, Tara..." she said. "I've read lots of books, but you're just as fun to read." Her tail crept up slowly. "We better get to work or the mistress will be angry... in a bit, though."
"Everyone wants an answer, don't they?... I hate things with answers." — Grant Morrison Combined Cunning Check... 14[1]
http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3078392/=
Trapped like rats!
Burdened by their owner's strangely accessorized headdress, the trio of vermin proved to be much easier to catch, though they did wriggle around violently at the end of the rope until Nako located a handy wicker clothes basket to trap them under.
edited 19th Jun '11 11:03:15 PM by Alhazred23
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)SThere is, in fact a cage in the mansion, but it's sized to be just large enough for an adult human being and the bars are too far apart to hold the rats - and odds are nobody knows where it came from >_>;... Aside from that; i couldn't guess (since the impostor didn't bring any others.) Perhaps Mila might find a forgotten bird cage or something, mummified parakeet included?
edited 20th Jun '11 1:40:20 PM by Alhazred23
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)SMEANWHILE
"Horses when drunk...?" Akemi asked her...what was she to her anyway? Partner? No,that's way too intimate...acquaintance? No, she's way too delicious for just that...Bloodbank? Yeah, that's a good one. A really, really hot bloodbank full of delicious blood; if the other girls were similar to this one, Akemi just lucked out. It was pretty easy too; no real effort at all. Hmm...how delicious would the mistress be?
No, that is WAY too dangerous. Her entire job was to see if Chiyo was a threat, not to loudly announce how much her own maid was a threat... She shook her head. Only as a last resort, but considering who she's running into, that won't happen. Oh well, back to the relevant conversation. "Do I want to know what happened to bring up that advice?"
Akemi accepted the hand up and nodded, mentally filing it into 'relevant information' in her mind. "Got it. Yeah, my room is basically the closest room to the back door, so whatever." She grinned. "Next to you go out, call me. I could use a few...drinks." She chuckled at her own bad joke before wiping the excess blood on her lips with a nearby piece of cloth. "You might wanna clean up any excess blood; I did you a favor when I bit you there so you have an easy excuse, but if someone gets too close they'll notice the incision."
With that warning, the vampire went back to the bedding.
Akemi (What Mistress Wants...) Spirit: 20 Stress: 0 Favor: 1“U-Ummm…What is going on you two”? As Mila and Nako continued their conversation a voice came from behind them. There stood their mistress Chiyo, a tired expression on her face while leaning on a particularly sturdy wall. Gone was her previously seen attire being reduced to [[tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/Sarashi chest and groin bindings]], her once clear skin now covered in burns made from what appears to be ropes. In short the mistress looked like she had a good time.
"To fan the flames of war is to burn the land away"'Toy' and 'Bloodbank,' eh? Sooo much love going on in this room right now ^___^...
"Just think of it as another thing to look up when you have a moment," Miya quipped lightly, still grinning in amusement. The story of how Susanoo's rampage through heaven made Amaterasu lock herself up in a cave was a classic. Plus, it looked like Akemi thought she'd been saying that she already worked for Susanoo - an impression that would only be reinforced by her behavior - and Susanoo wasn't known for employing foxes. Miya could practically taste the delicious confusion that would cause when Akemi hit the books to figure out what she was. Is it any wonder normal youkai spend so much time messing with humans? It's so much fun!
Of course Akemi was no 'human,' Miya quickly reminded herself, and she might need to do some research of her own to figure out what manner of creature the blood-sucking girl was. Speaking of blood, though... "Ha ha; right, a 'favor,'" Miya mock-laughed, her expression of mirth flattening as she grabbed the cleaning cloth that Akemi had used and wiped the inside of her thigh. "Of course that's what it was; great excuse, too."
Realistically, though, she was really, really tall and her skirt was now almost scandalously short, so Akemi's warning wasn't something she could ignore. If she leaned the wrong way, the incredibly eye-catching line of bare skin between the top of her 'stockings' and the bottom of her skirt would draw attention to the bite mark. Perhaps she could fix that, though, since the superficial illusion of 'stockings' was created by carefully spaced leather belts that were secured along the length of her legs down to her boots.
After a final run of the feather duster over the top of the book shelf, Miya went over to where the Mistress had deposited the excess straps from when she had modified Miya's uniform. Selecting a few from the pile, the Amazonian priestess placed her foot on a nearby chair and went to work. when she was finished, a slightly thicker leather strap was positioned at the level of the bite on each thigh, buckled to a pair of straps that disappeared up her skirt to give the impression that she was wearing garters.
"Perfect!" Miya decided, nodding to herself, though the tip of her tail peeking between her legs forced her to revise that opinion. It wasn't that she didn't like letting it all hang out, but she was supposed to be here incognito. Any hint of who she was had to be guarded carefully, or her family might find out that she was here - and given that she wasn't exactly 'easy to miss' even without the foxy additions, she needed all the help she could get.
Hiding her ears and tail, Miya quickly finished up the dusting before moving on to the large chests that held the Mistress's clothes, hoping to find something that would be suitable for an outing in the sun. Akemi really needed it, after all. Humming happily to herself, Miya began rifling through the chests. Luck(2)*1D6(3)[1]
=6. Does she find anything juicy in the Mistress's personal items? ^_^
-Mistress’s Room-
Inside the chest held several articles of sleepwear and lingerie, varying from the formidably modest to the incredibly skimpy. Underneath it all is an envelope however, not sealed by the mistress’s signet but heavy as if holding something inside. A mixed feeling of dread and excitement passes through Miyu, this item in front of her holding seeming importance to someone
“I-I don’t know. One moment I was going to join you all in the bath and the next I wake up bound up in a closet” Chiyo stated quietly, tears welling up in the corner of each of her eyes.
edited 21st Jun '11 8:41:18 AM by Mao
"To fan the flames of war is to burn the land away"It was only by virtue of the questionable company she liked to keep that Miya could even identify some of the scant slips of silk and lace as 'underwear.' An innocent shrine maiden, the Mistress was not. Of course that never stopped me, Miya reminded herself, blushing at the thought of what Chiyo-sama would look like wearing one of these racy scraps of cloth - until her stomach turned over at the thought of who she might wear them for. Before she could fall into another brooding mood, however, she was distracted by her other interesting find.
To peek, or not to peek? It was never a question; depite every effort she put into being a 'good girl' when it 'counted,' both biology and circumstance were working against her here, and Miya chewed her lip in indecision for only a few seconds before her curiosity got the better of her. Kneeling and bending down into the chest so Akemi wouldn't see what she was doing, Miya carefully lifted the flap of the envelope to look inside.
edited 21st Jun '11 9:01:31 AM by Alhazred23
H:44F(8/30)S|G:19F(0/10)S"Mila-san, please go look for something to wear on Chiyo-sama's room. As for you Chiyo-sama, you need to lay down while we treat you" Nako said, quickly moving to support her Mistress.
That shape shifter said it wasn't so bad what happened to the Mistress... If she meant this then she was woefully wrong. Imagining her Mistress trapped in a room without being able to leave was horrible enough, to imagine Chiyo-sama knocked out, undressed and bound in an old smelly closet...
If it were up to Nako no amount of blood would be enough to compensate such a sacrilege.

Skill(5)*1D6(4)
= 20
Seeing the maid trying to make her trip Nako immediatly jumped from ropes and towards her opponent striking with her bokken to make her drop the rope from her (his?) hands.
"If it's not that bad then you shouldn't be afraid to tell me all about it, my good girl... or is it boy? You'll have to excuse me for being confused"