Deranged X-Mas Figure
Katarina
Katarina couldn't help but chuckle at that. "Please. If anything, it's a virtue. At least you bother to trip over your own feet instead of putting them in your orifice. Perhaps if the rest of us started questioning ourselves instead of shooting each other in our lower extremities, we'd all be better off."
Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around
The Light That Blinds
Juli
"Heh. Can't argue with that." Juli smiled sheepishly. "Anyway, how about we head back to the dorms and call off this argument?"
"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."
Deranged X-Mas Figure
Katarina
"Music to my ears, metaphorically speaking. Actual music does them more harm than good. Try playing the 1812 overture if you want to see me hang from the nearest ceiling."
Trusting Juli to follow her tail, she trotted back to the hall, gracefully sitting back down in her seat. "Sorry to make you wait, but some of us needed to get our heads on straight." She raised her paw, choosing to accept the inevitable.
"In the spirit of friendship, trust, and the struggle against pigheadedness, I vote for Kyn. Out of all of us, she's the only one that has any sense. But I trust her first decision will be to order us all into town for some R&R and a breath of fresh air, because if the last ten minutes have proved anything, we're all in desperate need of it." She glanced at Moiin, hoping she got the hint.
Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around
Fwomph
Team Meeting
Kyn looked up from some heavy contemplation as firstly Kat and July returned and then secondly Kat decided to actually vote for Kyn straight out.
"Ah, thank you for your trust in this matter. Yes, we will be having a downtime expedition as long as time allows and I will endeavor to make sure it is before we have to face our first Outer Being of the year. I will also endeavor to keep you updated as to the nature of the creature we are to face when I am provided that information."
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
The Light That Blinds
Juli
Juli followed Kat back to the dorms, having nothing else to say. It didn't seem as though anyone else did either, as after Kyn spoke, there was a brief silence.
Juli herself decided to break it by saying, "So is there anything else we should discuss? Or shall we call it a night?"
"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."
King among Xanas
Solomon Academy
Night eventually came and with it the curfew that would send each student to their bed. As the last door closed a cat entered the room through the wall, walking through it as if it weren't there and looking around for a moment. Once convinced there wasn't anyone about to come out it leapt up on the table and used one of its claws to carve an odd symbol into the wood, which glowed for a moment before fading away, left perfectly untouched. With its work done the cat leapt down and made its way back through the wall, as if it hadn't been there to begin with.
City
After their usual morning rituals the students would find themselves leaving their homeroom through the ever shifting door only to find themselves entering into a large bed and breakfast that they would have probably passed by a few times during their free time on the weekends, but would have had no reason to ever enter. Behind the counter a beautiful young man was writing down some notes on a piece of paper before flicking up his eyes to look at the most likely confused class. "Ah, its good to see that you were able to make it okay. I do hope you've been enjoying the meals I've been making you," the man dusted his hands on an apron before walking around the counter to study them. Rather then the immense power and feeling of grandness that the students would have no doubt felt from their other encounters with the divine this man was different. Being near him felt comfortable and relaxing, like coming home from a long day of work and kicking up your feet by the fireplace.
"Welcome to the Home Away from Home, my name is Bes," the man smiled and put a hand to his chest. "I am the protector of children and women, the one who aids in fighting off evil spirits looking to interrupt those struggling to bring life into this world. Under my tutelage you will strengthen the core of your divinity. Through I must warn you, it most likely isn't going to be easy,"
Bes held out his hand and summoned a box into it, ornate and beautiful in its craftsmanship. With a single pull he opened the lid, and out from it sprang four ghost like beings that exploded out and seemed to disappear down the hallways. "Those are four spirits of mischief and chaos, they won't cause true harm but they will make a mess of things," with another snap each of the students would find cleaning supplies in front of them. "Your class for today will require that you keep the peace within the hotel. Luckily there aren't any guests for today, so you are free to conduct yourselves as you wish. Feel free to ask anything you need to, however..." from somewhere down the hall the sound of glass shattering and things being thrown could be heard. "I would make it quick."
Be better, because what is the harm in trying?
Deranged X-Mas Figure
Katarina
Katarina was of two minds about this arraignment. On the one hand, she had hoped to get some R&R with her classmates, not play maid. If this led to working at a kitten cafe, heads would roll. But they were at a hotel. And their teacher was rather attractive despite herself...
"Now that you mention it, there is one thing. Are we expected to perform menial labor from dawn until dusk, or will we have a chance to stretch our legs? This is a lovely abode, and it'd be a shame for it to go to waste."
Edited by kkhohoho on Aug 4th 2021 at 7:08:22 AM
Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
This had better be a Wax On, Wax Off Thing
Móirín was used to magic doors by now. Really. Even if she had her dagger out and had instinctively taken a fighting stance. At least before seeing their host.
"You make those?" she recovered quickly, leaning on the counter and grinning wide. "That food is great! So," Móirín pulled herself onto the counter and stretched out on it as if it were a futon. "Let's get core-strengthening. Then I can show off these divine abs!" This was the first time in a very long time that she wasn't hyper-aware of where her blades were or fantasizing about getting around that franken-demon-thing's defenses. Or especially putting a boot on Scáthach's face.
"And fuck easy. Easy is for the first year." She began to hum to herself while Bes summoned his box. And then stopped. And she crashed right out of that relaxing warmth she'd been letting herself drift in. This sounded like the puzzle part in games that she always googled. Ah well.
Móirín took a couple of the supplies at random, an old fashion mop and some gloves. Neither was not a sword. "Those things can make a mess much faster than we can mop after them." It was obvious but she pointed it out to Kyn anyway. "There's some twist to this. When you find it, let me know. I'll go slow them down as best I can. And try to learn on the job." She shrugged, slinging her mop over her shoulder and dragging the bucket along towards the sounds of chaos.
Edited by CenturyEye on Aug 6th 2021 at 10:00:35 AM
Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
The Light That Blinds
Juli
"Huh. This is..." Juli couldn't help but look over the room appreciatively. "Actually pretty nice." So was their teacher. Not just because he was easy on the eyes, either; his presence was strangely comforting. Like home.
Her head tilted as he explained what they were supposed to do...after unleashed a bunch of chaos spirits into the b&b. So many ways this could go wrong... "Yeah, quick question," she said, already inching towards the source of the commotion. "How is this supposed to help strengthen our divinity?"
"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."
Fwomph
Bed, Bes and Breakfast
"Very well. We shall hunt these rogue spirits and return them to their cage at your behest!"
Kyn immediately started sneaking down the hall... Without taking any cleaning supplies. She was treating this like an actual hunt rather than a janitorial puzzle. After all, the idea of cleaning was slightly foreign to her; yes she held good personal hygiene but she had lived most of her life in forests where any disarray was not mess but the usual processes of nature.
"Come along team, but be quiet. These spirits should not see us approaching."
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Breath of the Sun
Aaron
Their task was, apparently, cleaning. Hypothetically this could be some secret training kind of thing, but Aaron would have preferred it if Bes was more straightforward with their assignment.
Regardless, he grabbed a broom and dustpan and followed after Moirin. "I'm assuming we're not allowed to kill these things. So I guess we just kinda... grab them and shove them back in the box? At least, we gotta get rid of them before we start cleaning, or else they'll just keep making a mess."
He lay his broom over his shoulder as though it were a spear he was about to throw. "Though maybe they're like poltergeists or whatever, and we can't touch them. They looked like ghosts, anyway. And this is supposed to teach us about Divinity. Is ghostbusting a thing gods do a lot?"
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
Amaya didn’t have any questions, so she thought it would be better to leave with Kyn and Móirín. She did agree with Kat, though, about it being a shame to waste their time in the hotel. It felt as much like home as her actual home did. She hadn’t wanted to think about it, but she might have been feeling a little homesick.
That didn’t matter, now, though, at a time where not only was she not bothered by it but also she had hotel rooms to clean/guard. She decided to follow Kyn, as she thought cleaning faster than spirits could mess thing up was impossible and that taking on the problem directly would be better. She tried her best to be quiet, but with little experience it sounded basically the same as her normal walk.
After some time stalking down the hotel, the sounds of ransacking became close enough to tell where they were coming from. That, and the door was left open. It somehow already smelled terrible, and didn’t look great either. Shredded pillows, broken lamps, missing furniture, and so on.
A ghostly, incorporeal figure was just in view, but slipped away into the adjacent bathroom before she could get a good look. Reluctantly, she stepped into the room, trying to avoid walking on broken glass. The spirit didn’t stop moving around enough for Amaya to catch it; it always seemed just slightly faster than her. The room was looking terrible. She wished she had thought to bring some cleaning supplies.
My time zone keeps changing to Los Angeles I’ve never even been to LA. Or the LA time zone
King among Xanas
Hotel
Bes couldn't help but smile at the audacity of the situation as Kat asked if they might be allowed to goof off once the situation was done, despite that he gave a nod to her. "Assuming you are able to complete the task before the end of the day the various facilities of my humble place of business. There is an open arcade, a pool, and multiple suites that are fully stocked. Its impossible to not find some form of entertainment so long as you look for it."
Of course the biggest question of the time was about what the purpose of the class and the task before they had to do with each other. "Across the ages demigods have partaken in quests both dangerous and mundane given to them by others. Some will slay a mighty dragon, others will face down armies as their allies retreat. But for every story of greatness there are also mundane actions, even among the many trials of Hercules he was forced to clean a stable." he had accomplished that by redirecting a river, but that was closing in on the point. "Cleaning after the mess of three spirits might seem like a waste of time in the long run compared to learning to swing a sword harder or casting a powerful spell. But finding new ways to use your powers in situations you might not otherwise expands your horizons, and keeps your most important blade sharp," he tapped his forehead. "Beyond that, the core of your divinity is a complex thing and needs growth from a variety of factors. And besides all that, would you really like it to be said that against all the foes you've defeated a mess was the hill that sat untaken?"
As the students began to leave he called out. "Once they are caught in a clean area they will become tangible, and from there any amount of strength will keep them contained until you can trap them back in their box. Beyond that they are easily distracted by sugar," it was a minor amount of help, but two piece of information that would make life easier for the students.
For those who charged in they found what had to have been a beautiful hallway which had quickly enough been torn asunder, the various spirits moving by the walls and scratching paint and tossing paintings to the ground. When they saw the students coming they bolted, one heading to the nearby restrooms, only heading into a large eating room, and the last into a bedroom large enough that it could qualify as an apartment for most people.
The bathroom quickly started to flood over as toilets and sinks seemed to overflow, all while the spirit tossed bits of paper around as if setting up for a party.
Within the large dining area food flew as if caught in a storm, splattering the areas and leaving a mess everywhere, some of the harder fruits and meats being tossed directly at any students that entered in.
The bedroom was the most dangerous, furniture flying as if they were balls being used in a game of tennis, clothing, bedding, and all kinds of mess laid across the floor.
The three spirits seemed comfortable for the moment in their domains, and it was up to the students to change that.
Be better, because what is the harm in trying?
The Light That Blinds
Juli
...oh jeez.
The spirits were outnumbered, sure, but that didn't mean much when they caused this amount of chaos in, like, a minute. Juli bit her lip as she surveyed the hallway. Guess it's order vs. chaos. And we're the order.
"Okay," she said, turning to the others. "Anyone got a game plan or are we going to just wing it?"
"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."
Fwomph
Bed and Breakfast and Bustin'
Kyn's ears were perked to the advice of Bes as she began the hunt and processing it enough to pick out the vital details to the hunt.
"I do have a plan. We will find an area that is clean without much in the way of things that can be used to make it not so, place a large amount of sugar in that location and then that will be that. They will take the bait and we will be able to contain them back within the box."
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Deranged X-Mas Figure
Katarina
Katarina had stayed with Juli and Kyn, preferring plan instead of rushing in like a crazed torty. "That's a better solution than most of us would come up with." She gestured towards the hallway, the sound of the other students' mad dash towards the spirits echoing through the lobby. "Though I suppose that's self-evident. But one of us will need to run to the pantry or wherever they're keeping the goods, or else we may as well wave our hands in the air and hope this whole sorry mess resolves itself.
Doctor Who — Long Way Around: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13536044/1/Doctor-Who-Long-Way-Around
The Light That Blinds
Juli
"I'll do it," Juli said instantly. "I'm the stealth expert. They won't notice me until I'm out of the room. And I presume the sugar's in the kitchen, since that's where most food is kept."
A pause.
"Question is...where's the kitchen?"
"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Hotel Bathroom - No Wax Though
"I think just the death and underworld gods do that," Móirín said to Aaron. "And I don't expect to clean the spirits away. Just to slow them down while Kyn does her plan. Bes did not give us much time and Kyn could use an advance party to give her a little more."
She sighed when the spirits bolted. Based on the job they did in the hallway... "I have the mop. I guess I got the bathroom." And I didn't bring a mop big enough. In the bathroom, Móirín's had 11 eyes to see the one spirit's work. All her work that had piled up in seconds.
Well, work smarter not harder. Though, if she was supposed to divert a river to clean this place, the spirit had already done that. She could just let if flood? Nah.
Móirín wrapped a hand around her sword's hilt and with her other hand, flicked her fingers up. And catapulting debris into one spot kinda worked. Little bits of trash rocketed from the water into a sticky pile on the wall. Least it was all in one spot now.
She was still standing in standing water. Step 2. Móirín tightened her grip on her sword and it lighted with green flames. When all you have is a hammer. Also ew. She had set her mind to getting rid of the water by turning her sword into a giant torch to make steam instead. Then she could plunge it into the middle of the floor for a scenic moment. That part didn't happen. She had to hold her flaming sword behind her and drop to her hands and knees to turn off the water. No, she didn't tie her hair with anything. Strands were freely falling into the sinkwater, toiletwater mix.
She tried to ingore the wet feeling on her neck. It didn't work. Allowed or not. When a spirit came within reach... Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
Amaya saw Móirín into the flooded bathroom, having recently realized her plan to chase the spirits around was failing. Although it was certainly cleaner than the rest of the house (she wondered why Bes would be so willing to trash the place), it was still flooded, and there was still a heap of debris in the corner. Poor Moirin, having to go on hands and knees in the water.
For some reason, she felt chills go down her spine, even though this sight, other than her classmate’s green flaming sword, was far from awe-inspiring. She wondered if she could do something about this. Her powers were connected to water to some degree, at least, since they managed to amplify her healing.
She reached out, trying to picture the water washing out of the bathroom into the hallway. It stirred slightly, and when she realized this enough to feel happily surprised, it responded even more, flowing outside. It wasn’t enough to move the trash pile, and as such accomplished very little, but at least the water was now mostly dispersed.
The spirit probably wouldn’t show up until they got bait, so she still had some time. She decided to manually carry the debris outside. Well, she actually more so kicked/pushed it outside. It looked pretty disgusting, some parts sticking to her shoes.
My time zone keeps changing to Los Angeles I’ve never even been to LA. Or the LA time zone
The Light That Blinds
Juli
Sort-of invisibility on, Juli entered the dining area, ducking under the various foods flying everywhere. Stands to reason that the sugar will be here. She walked through the room, searching for...well, wherever the sugar was kept. A bag? A box? Scattered across the floor?
...probably not that last one. Well, usually. The spirits might've dumped it all out.
"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."
Breath of the Sun
Aaron
"Right, so we chase them towards the clean room, Jules bags 'em and tags 'em, and then we start proper cleaning." Cracking his neck, Aaron strode towards the bedroom. "I've got the one throwing furniture around.
As he entered the room, he lunged forward and caught a flying chair with one hand, setting it gently back down. Gesturing with his broom towards the spirit, he grinned.
"Hey, you little bastard. Think you can just throw shit and get away with it? Think again."
Aaron charged the creature, swinging his broom like a weapon. Not to actually hit it, but to spook it, hoping to corral it out of the room towards a place it hadn't destroyed yet.
What is so amusing about this? Why do you take lives? How can you forget?
King among Xanas
The Hotel
As Juli entered the dining area she would see a space behind the counter containing multiple ingredients and food stuffs that hadn't been touched yet. While at first a very suspicious sign upon opening the door they would find themselves in a spacious kitchen filled with all kinds of food stuffs and ingredients. The issue was that each item leaned against the other in a near perfect chain, attempting to just remove one item would easily cause the collapse of everything around, a chain reaction to would leave them without easy access to the materials they needed and with a large mess left behind for them.
As for Móirín and Amaya their combined attack on the bathroom was having some effect, between the steam and the water being pushed out the floors were actually quite clean, and the heat of the steam was fogging up the mirrors but also removing any grime from the walls due to the heat and dripping it all into the moving water. The spirit flickered and began to panic, racing back and forth but noticing that the very angry Móirín was blocking any path out as the trash removal made it a bit more real. But it was still relatively quick, it would come down to a matter of speed to get it.
Aaron's assault might not have been able to hurt the creature but it did panic it enough to cause the creature to flint about and avoid the cleaning tool, dropping bits of furniture and debris around the room as it gave Aaron a bit of moving target practice.
Be better, because what is the harm in trying?
The Light That Blinds
Juli
...well, damn.
Juli cursed internally at the sight. How was she supposed to get the sugar when a. she had no clue where it was and b. all the food had been set up like dominos? No way she could just grab it and go. The only thing she could think of was...
Juli sighed. It would be tedious, but she didn't have many other options. Slowly, careful not to jostle anything, she began following the domino trail, trying to find where it began. Once she had, she'd begin the slow process of picking up every single item of food and setting it to the side until she found the sugar.
It would take a while, but with any luck, it would pay off.
"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."
Tell Me, Have You Seen the Yellow Sign?
Móirín - Bathroom Skirmish
Móirín's hand was balled in a fist before she fully registered the spirit flickering and seeming to solidify. She kept her still flaming sword low to the ground. She was not about to swing that around and help do the spirit's job. Running it through with her dagger had crossed her mind, but Bes's spirits really hadn't caused any true harm-ish. It was still going down. She'd feel just as good after punching it.
"Goodnight!" the fomorian snarled swinging on the spirit at the first opportunity.
Edited by CenturyEye on Sep 11th 2021 at 12:20:46 PM
Look with century eyes... With our backs to the arch And the wreck of our kind We will stare straight ahead For the rest of our lives
Juli
Juli was silent, for a moment. Then, she smiled. "I think so too."
...
"The, uh, getting to know each other thing. Not the curse thing. Although I probably could do the curse thing, if I wanted to, which I don't. Daughter of the god of magic, so cursing is entirely possible, if I ever wanted or felt the need to curse anyone I don't know why I'm still talking. Or why I pointed out that I'm still talking."
She stopped, putting a finger to her lip. "Hm. I guess that's the first thing we learned about each other. I'm incredibly awkward. Although we are teenagers, so I guess that was a given..."
"Kept me waiting, haven’t you? Tch. No matter. Dawdle all you’d like. In the end, your defeat remains inevitable."