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verest 𝔏ysandre-
"I don't like closed doors."117-Female | Wolf | Homeless | Unknown-None | tags; rose────────────────────────────────────xxxxxxxxthe wolf threw her head back and laughed, pearly white and sharp teeth showing. (although her teeth were a bit of a dingy white). although the laugh did not last long, because she snapped her jaw shut and glared at the two- it was out of habit really. her tail swayed to and fro. she studied the pair, trying to read them like a book. it was quite funny on how this horse- this knight, was her guard dog. he might as well be her knight in shining armor- on a more serious note though, those hooves were still making her a little nervous though.
"apart from the non-speaking foes, I do not relate to them. that's what makes me special...in a way." was that sarcasm? well that is up to the reader to decided. she lowered her head and sniffed at the ground, staring at the woman- er rose, in the eyes. even with her limited vision, she could clearly see the woman. she shuffled around until both knight and rose were in view. her tail continued to wag. was it in a playful manner? possibly. who knew if that playful manner had some dangerous intentions.
however, her tail wagging did stop as the horse took a step closer, causing her to throw herself back into a crouch, her ears pinning back as she looked up at the beast. she let out a growl that should be categorized as a lethal weapon if it could do actual damage. everest could've barked if she knew how. she backed up slowly, snapping her jaws at the horse, but since she was further from both the horse and the girl so there was no need to worry about any injuries.
but she calmed down, rising up as the horse seemed to be at a good distance away...or well at least she was. her ears remained pinned back, her eyes still on the horse and a low still lingered. she closed her eyes and opened them back up, her eyes falling on the girl, "sorry, for that. i just have...bad...experiences with horses. they aren't a friend of mine." everest's tail started to swing to and fro again, her eyes now trained on the horse. "but...rose and knight. it is my pleasure to meet you. my name is everest." she could've sworn that she had a name before that- but where did she get everest from? she shook her head and looked at rose. everest shifted from paw to paw. the odd spring backwards caused some sort of newfound feeling that made it uncomfortable to stand now. she wouldn't take the liberty of sitting or laying down as she was allowing her guard to be let down. besides, she only came here for food, did she not...? well, no, it was just to mess with the human, but her hunger has been eating at her for a few days now.
she can last. just eight more days.
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acilier R. 𝔏ysandre- "This has to be the work of Satan"29-Male | Vampire | Butler | hetero-None | tags; xxx ─────────────────────────────────────xxxxxxxxfal sighed in relief as the kid was going to do what he was told- which was a good thing, right? well, he wasn't going to chase him down to make sure that he does his job. no- he has other things to do. maybe he should go find lemarc and ask what nicho was scheduled to do today...actually, no, scratch that. he'd rather not talk to him at the moment- not with this migraine. he moved his head up to his forehead and walked all the way back to his room. was he going to rest?
he wished.
instead, he entered his room, looking around for a brief moment. it took him a moment to remember that he had allowed mary to go out in town- if he wished. and apparently he did leave. that would explain on why nightshade was missing from his post. (an empty (but clean) tea cup that fal didn't want to touch- as the queen had claimed it as his own. for a resting place for his second-in-command).
facilier looked around once again, drawing a blank. what was he doing in here again? he walked further into his room and stood near his desk, flipping through the papers that crowded his desk. he paused. no- nothing that he wanted wasn't in the stack of papers. he looked around and decided to open the first drawer of three, pawing through the organized mess until he found what he was looking for: painkillers. now why did he have them there? well because he doubted that the manor had any around. besides, he didn't want anyone to question him. he replaced the bottle back into the mess and searched the drawers for anything to wash them down. ah- nope. where did he put them?
he walked over towards his nightstand and decided to dig through there. hopefully mary didn't get ahold- aha! there they are. he grabbed a couple of blood tablets before shutting the drawer and walking out of his room. now time to get some water. but the kitchen was too far away- and there was no way he was using mop water...I mean- cat fur, really? so facilier decided to walk to the kitchen, grab a cup, fill it with water, ignore the fools in the kitchen (he didn't even question why there was a giant in the kitchen in the first place) before heading on out of the kitchen and back towards his room. he was uncomfortable using the blood tablets around others. why? he couldn't explain well enough on why he felt that way.
he shook his head and plopped the tablets into the water, watching them dissolve. how disappointing. he knew who else would be disappointed in him for using these things- but what will they do? come back from the dead and chastise him about it?...yeah, I thought so. Facilier dipped back into his room as he took the painkillers and washed them down with whatever this poor excuse of substituted blood was...it was almost like a diet. fake blood is better than human or other creature blood...but oh well, its better than nothing. besides, does it look like he has the time to go out and hunt? no.
fal would stay in his room until the migraine had subsided some before going out of his way to wash the cup and bring it back to the kitchen- along with a few dishes that he found. he washed them, before walking back out and onto the upstairs to start cleaning windows again.
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ary A. ℜosiland-
"Ding-dong~ Wanna play with me?"11-Male | Human | Unknown | Ace-None | tags; Fran | ──────────────────────────────────────xxxxxxxxhe blinked and stared at the woman. "well good thing that they aren't dead- I would like to meet them sometime," he said with a grin. he then looked down at his bookbag and pursed his lips, thinking. he then relaxed, looking back at Fran, "if they aren't from this world, then where are they from? are you also from a different world?" that'd be interesting. a little scary but interesting. if there was another world- then maybe he could travel there and use it for inspiration? that'd be neat. nightshade thought it would be neat too. but until they figure out what kind of world that it was- that idea was put on hold.
when the manor came up again, all he did was shrug. "I don't know why your sister would be mad at you. why can't the both of you work together?" he asked as he started to kick his legs again. "I would work with my papa but he tells me to stay in the room. at least today i was allowed to go to town!" he said as he clapped his hands a little. "most of the time i just...sit around. maybe mess up papa's desk a little- only because it's so messy!" he giggled and looked through his stuff once more. "what do you do out here all day? i'm pretty sure it gets boring out here." maybe they could play cards together. maybe something like war, or egyptain ratscrew (or ERS for short). or maybe they can do the impossible and build a house of cards. he looked up at the woman and waited for her response.
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tellaluna-
*Aggressive Clicking Noises* "Lookie here- how queer-.."13-Female | Ghost Bat | Manor Animal | Unknown-None | tags;The Hopeless Gays────────────────────────────────────────────xxxxxxxxxxxxshe kept her gaze on lemarc, waiting for a reaction or a reply of some sort. but when she got none, she just simply looked down at the floor, her ears pinned back, a little disappointed- even though he didn't say anything, the disapproval was pretty clear. (or disappointment. one of those two. she wasn't the best at reading emotions- okay?). however, she perked up just a bit when lark said that they had the time to solve a riddle. what a good boy- maybe she could treat him with one of his stolen borrowed pens after this. stellaluna looked up at lemarc and then back at lark when given the a-ok to share a riddle.
right.
maybe she should've taken the time to think up a riddle rather than just staring at the reoccurring guest. but, she didn't have to think for too long as she shifted around, making sure that she could open the little watch's door with ease after they had solved her riddle. she had figured how the watch worked- almost. you would assume that fifty-seven riddles in, she would know how it would work? maybe you had forgotten about her fantastic memory.
stellaluna looked up at the two. what was now this feeling? it was almost like stage fright. why was this so? she never had felt like this when she shared riddles with larkin. her ears pinned back again as she decided to distract herself by opening the door of the watch, staring at the face.
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500 riddles
57 solved
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443 left
the same question always remained the same: what would happen if it reached the end? she looked up at lemarc and then over at lark. maybe one of the two would know. if not, then she'll find out from someone. someday. somehow. she shook her head and snapped the door shut. time was ticking. she was wasting time and she painfully knew it. even though she was incapable of knowing time management, she knew that time given to her by someone like her pet was very important- and she was wasting it. stellaluna gave an apologetic look at lark. lemarc would also get one- but he wasn't the one who gave her the time to share a riddle, now was he? no.
so instead of wasting even more time, she got on with it. she cleared her tiny throat and looked up at the two:
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"It cannot be seen, cannot be felt,
Cannot be heard, cannot be smelt.
It lies behind stars and under hills,
And empty holes it fills.
It comes first and follows after,
Ends life, kills laughter."
after she spoke, she instantly flipped open the door and looked up at the two. and then back down at the face. she loved to watch as the counter went down when the riddle was solved correctly. did she herself know the answer? no she did not. not right off the bat at least. she would know if it was solved correctly- but if solved incorrectly, nothing would move and she would take even more time away from the two to figure out the answer. or, she could take up this time now, waiting for the two to figure it out. it was an odd riddle, even for herself, but she'll get the answer eventually.
disclaimer; the riddle is from Tolkien's The Hobbit; the answer: darkness
riddles left; 443
