Nyx “The House Master” // Witch // ♦︎ // location: House hallway // tags: Bryce
A small cat the color of the night sky was perched atop the railing on the stairs, nimbly climbing up and down as it observed those entering an exiting the front door. It watched with slight pity at the werewolf’s dread as he exited, then with curiosity as Viti left their room and started roaming the halls. Perhaps they were looking for someone? In any case, it didn’t seem as though there was much of a commotion despite the moon’s bright light. It was a bit of a shame, in Nyx’s opinion. It was oh so fun to enjoy the time when others were asleep yet it was bright enough outside to do just about anything you wanted to during the day. She wouldn’t mind going out herself if she weren’t merely on a short break from work.
The feline opened its mouth in a wide yawn before hopping down from the railing. It was just about to slip into one of the common area’s fireplaces- older residents would know that she had her... methods.. of traversing the mansion- when she instead heard the sound of a room’s door closing. It wasn’t one of the ones she was used to, so, perking her ears, the black cat idly strode over to peer down the hallway.
The one to grace her with their appearance was a newer arrival- Bryce, if the witch remembered correctly? This vampire definitely wasn’t the type to be subtle with his appearance, she noted. Perhaps she would have to keep an eye on them if they ever had plans to visit the town. Such a trip wasn’t unheard of, especially for vampires, but she didn’t necessarily want to risk anyone bringing more attention to the house than was needed. Nyx decided to hold out on her judgement for now though.
The cat trotted quickly past the vampire, ducking into one of the rooms she knew was uninhabited before stepping back out in her usual form. “Hey, you. You’re finally awake. You were trying the cross the border, right? Same as us, and that thief over th-” Nyx remarked, the edges of her glowing, golden eyes crinkling with amusement. “Quite the ordeal, bringing your coffin up those stairs.” She teased. It was a lie, of course- there were certainly stranger requests with other guests, and honestly a little levitation magic did the trick quite easily. But a few snide comments here and there weren’t unheard of for the House Master.
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Nikolav // Werewolf // ♦︎ // location: woods outside the mansion // tags: Cecil (briefly)
Niko wore a cross expression as he continued to bat away bugs with his hands. He’d thought about using insect repellent before his transformations before, but although he couldn’t usually remember most of what he did, the smell of the spray stayed in his nose days after. He supposed it didn’t matter too much either way though- he’d soon lose consciousness anyways, and up until that point he’d have to deal with both his restlessness and heightened senses. Speaking of heightened senses...
The nearly-white haired teen shot to his feet at the sound of scraping and followed it over to the side of the house, his usually more thoughtful decision-making process already starting to turn to mush. Although his first assumption was that it had been someone who was an intruder, his metaphorical hackles lowered when he smelled a familiar scent on the wind. “C-Cecil..?” Nikolav’s realized, his humanity returning for a mere moment as he watched the winged being with a new curiosity. The enchantment of viewing one of his neighbors in that way didn’t last long, especially since the moon was now crawling up the sky next to where he was looking.
“Ghhh...” Nikolav gritted his teeth as he fell to his knees in the yard, all too used to the pain of transforming by now. It wasn’t an incredibly fast process, especially when it’s you that it’s happening to. The boy keeled over, grabbing at his chest although the sensation was coming from everywhere. It wasn’t long before he took on the form of something like a wolf mixed with a polar bear with thumbs. The creature slowly stood up on all fours with growl. It briefly raised its nose in the dragonewt’s direction before something in the woods distracted it, evident by the snap of its head and the dash into the undergrowth.
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Audrey // Human // ♦︎ // location: the meeting point (edge of the forest) // tags: human group
Audrey perked up almost immediately upon seeing someone new, followed fairly close after with someone else. They both appeared a little quiet, so Audrey figured that was her cue. “Heya!” She greeted in response to Lesli, her enthusiastic grin facing her and then Kori once she shifted her attention to him. “You guys here for the ghost hunt too? Hope you don’t mind me filming it.” The brunette flicked her phone as if to demonstrate.
Almost immediately after asking, the high schooler noticed someone pull up on a bike, and then someone else who looked like she had just run a marathon on her way over. Audrey turned and beamed at Ellis when they spoke up. “Sure are, unless you’re scared of ghosts.” The sixteen year old really didn’t have any room to talk, considering the idea of bailing did briefly cross her mind. Then, after giving the other new arrival- someone Audrey thought she recognized from their school- some time to catch her breath, Audrey flashed her a quick thumbs-up as if to say, ‘you made it!’.
“Well...” Audrey eventually started, standing up and shaking out her arms. “I suppose it’s time to go solve some mysteries, eh? Everyone prepared?” She prompted after glancing at the time. It was officially ‘meet up’ time now, although now that Audrey mentioned it, she found it a little strange that no one had appeared to designate themselves as the “leader”. Then again, if someone put their contact information or anything on the image going around the internet, one of the adults probably would’ve gotten them in trouble. Heck, maybe they’re grounded right now. Luckily Audrey had been forced to take up such positions in quite a few group projects before, so the little party could at least have some direction as to what they were doing.