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Yeah, sorry, it's pretty late here and I haven't slept. She got them one way or another, and wound up seeing his claws. is that ok?
Tiffany quickly followed the rest inside, giving a worried glance at the boy resting on the floor. As she walked in, she saw that the red headed woman who owned the castle was setting up a projected. So far it seemed as if the woman was telling the truth, and that scared Tiffany more than the belief that it was a lie, that she was just crazy. Thougts wondering, Tiffany pondered over the woman. She seemed fine, but didn't speak. Maybe she was mute.
Quietly raising her hand, Tiffany glanced around nervously. "Um, S-sorry, I was just wondering, which out of the twelve do you you guys have?" She mumbled once more, hoping that they could hear her. She was quite curious, and since no one could tell her anything false without her knowing, she supposed questions were good for her. It was all quite hard to believe though. There was a demon inside her head. And it wasn't just her, there were eleven others like this. And what exactly are the twelve? She hoped there wasn't one for death, that would be very unfortunate for whoever was possessed and the people around them.
Quietly raising her hand, Tiffany glanced around nervously. "Um, S-sorry, I was just wondering, which out of the twelve do you you guys have?" She mumbled once more, hoping that they could hear her. She was quite curious, and since no one could tell her anything false without her knowing, she supposed questions were good for her. It was all quite hard to believe though. There was a demon inside her head. And it wasn't just her, there were eleven others like this. And what exactly are the twelve? She hoped there wasn't one for death, that would be very unfortunate for whoever was possessed and the people around them.
Cliffhanger time! What will happen next? Will Kimiko come to help Gin? Will she just brush it off as a joke, thinking that Gin was lying all this time? Or will the rabisu finally get the feast it's been waiting for? Find out next time on Primrose Terrace: Gin and Kimiko edition!
Listening closely to Kimiko, Gin finished her food. Kimiko didn't seem very proud of what she was. "I'm sure that Kimiko-san wouldn't do that, you seem so nice. Kitsunes are usually depicted as mischievous trouble makers who posses women. I-I hope I don't come across like that! Um, wh-who is the 'resident fox'?" Gin thanked the waiter once more as he came to collect the dishes.
She hadn't heard of Ame-Onna before, and decided she would ask Kimiko a bit more information about other yokai, in case she knew. "Uh, does Kimiko-san kno-" Before she could finish her sentence, Gin was interrupted by the blood curtailing scream of what sounded like a young girl. Getting up, she quickly paid the bill. "I-I'm going to go s-see what happened. S-sorry!" After apologizing for her sudden departure, Gin ran in the direction of the scream. That scream, it sounded terrified! Something must have happened, but what am I doing? I don't even have a weapon or anything to defend myself with! And... it sounded so much like the screams from that day...
Gin shook her head, dislodging tears that had formed there. She couldn't think back, she just couldn't. If she did, then she might do it again. Slowing down, Gin slowly walked into the alley that the scream came from. She could't see anything unusual, but she could definitely smell and sense someone, a presence. Something was definitely wrong here. She checked all around, but still didn't see anything. Gin was about to leave when she felt wetness on her arm. Slowly looking up, she held back a scream. Hanging from the ceiling was a giant bat like creature, looking straight at her with a glinting pair of eyes, looking at her with what seemed like hunger. She ducked behind a dumpster, squeezing her eyes shut.
Suddenly, an illusion appeared in front of Kimiko. It was a perfect copy of Gin, save for the fact that it was flickering and blinking, like a candle flame on a windy night. Gin started whispering, a terrified look on her face
"K-Kimiko, there's s-something here. I-Its like some kind o-of giant bat, a-and it's ,um, k-kind of trying to eat me. I th-think you should g-" Before she could finish, the illusion was cut off. Gin was to nervous to hold up a proper image of her self, and it was harder since she couldn't see Kimiko. Slowly opening her eyes, Gin looked around the dumpster at the rabisu. How on earth was she supposed to get out of this?!
She hadn't heard of Ame-Onna before, and decided she would ask Kimiko a bit more information about other yokai, in case she knew. "Uh, does Kimiko-san kno-" Before she could finish her sentence, Gin was interrupted by the blood curtailing scream of what sounded like a young girl. Getting up, she quickly paid the bill. "I-I'm going to go s-see what happened. S-sorry!" After apologizing for her sudden departure, Gin ran in the direction of the scream. That scream, it sounded terrified! Something must have happened, but what am I doing? I don't even have a weapon or anything to defend myself with! And... it sounded so much like the screams from that day...
Gin shook her head, dislodging tears that had formed there. She couldn't think back, she just couldn't. If she did, then she might do it again. Slowing down, Gin slowly walked into the alley that the scream came from. She could't see anything unusual, but she could definitely smell and sense someone, a presence. Something was definitely wrong here. She checked all around, but still didn't see anything. Gin was about to leave when she felt wetness on her arm. Slowly looking up, she held back a scream. Hanging from the ceiling was a giant bat like creature, looking straight at her with a glinting pair of eyes, looking at her with what seemed like hunger. She ducked behind a dumpster, squeezing her eyes shut.
Suddenly, an illusion appeared in front of Kimiko. It was a perfect copy of Gin, save for the fact that it was flickering and blinking, like a candle flame on a windy night. Gin started whispering, a terrified look on her face
"K-Kimiko, there's s-something here. I-Its like some kind o-of giant bat, a-and it's ,um, k-kind of trying to eat me. I th-think you should g-" Before she could finish, the illusion was cut off. Gin was to nervous to hold up a proper image of her self, and it was harder since she couldn't see Kimiko. Slowly opening her eyes, Gin looked around the dumpster at the rabisu. How on earth was she supposed to get out of this?!
Catherine watched the man stand up, realizing how tall he was compared to her.
“It’s fine,” he reassured her with a small smile, “though, it’s a bit late to be out running the streets. Not as safe as you might think at this time, specially for a Shifter.”
Watching as he leaned back, Catherine studied him for a moment. She was slightly surprised by his immediate knowledge of shifters, but that only fed into her current belief.
"I could say the same for you." She replied with a smirk, holding up one of the gloves that had previously been on his hand. "You really should be more careful. This place is full of thieves, and these are some pretty nice gloves." Leaning against the wall after throwing the man his gloves, Catherine shoved her hands in her pockets. The cold was starting to get to her. Looking up, she smiled as she got a glimpse of one of the bright stars.
"So, whats a shifter doing in a place like this? Shouldn't you be at home or something?" Looking up to see his reaction, she smirked again. "The claws kind of give it away. Plus you smell like lizard." She pulled her jacket closer, sticking her tongue out. She didn't often get to talk to another shifter, and this one seemed interesting.
“It’s fine,” he reassured her with a small smile, “though, it’s a bit late to be out running the streets. Not as safe as you might think at this time, specially for a Shifter.”
Watching as he leaned back, Catherine studied him for a moment. She was slightly surprised by his immediate knowledge of shifters, but that only fed into her current belief.
"I could say the same for you." She replied with a smirk, holding up one of the gloves that had previously been on his hand. "You really should be more careful. This place is full of thieves, and these are some pretty nice gloves." Leaning against the wall after throwing the man his gloves, Catherine shoved her hands in her pockets. The cold was starting to get to her. Looking up, she smiled as she got a glimpse of one of the bright stars.
"So, whats a shifter doing in a place like this? Shouldn't you be at home or something?" Looking up to see his reaction, she smirked again. "The claws kind of give it away. Plus you smell like lizard." She pulled her jacket closer, sticking her tongue out. She didn't often get to talk to another shifter, and this one seemed interesting.
"Hey" Katherine said somewhat lazily but with a smile on her face as she sat down with the group. "I'm Katherine, from cabin one, you guys?"
Colline stopped reading as a few others came, quietly closing her book and looking around. Some more girls had settled at the table, and one of them, Katherine, had asked them all a question. Mumbling a few quiet, incomprehensible words before realizing that no one would have been able to hear that, she turned to the girl.
"C-colline. Cabin one." The girls currently at the table seemed nice enough, but Colline still couldn't stop herself from stuttering.
quickly scooting over to make more room for the steady flow of people coming in, she looked around the table before settling her gaze on the ground. She would have felt much more comfortable just laying somewhere in the grass and either listening to music or just playing her own. She had always loved all kinds of music, and one of her favorite past times was making it. So far though, she had met no one with the same love of it as she had. Quickly scanning the group of people at the table, she wondered if anyone else had the same interests as her. As Colline suspected, more people came, most of them being boys.
"Hey, all. Room for one more?" One of the boys asked, smiling as he leaned against the table.
”Nope, as you can see we’re all full,” Gwen replied with a smirk. Colline didn't know if she meant it, seeing as there was still some room left. Maybe Gwen was expecting a friend.
Quickly scooting over until she was at the edge, Colline motioned to the open seats nervously. "Um, h-here. there's still some room..." Glancing up once between Greg and Gwen before turning her attention back to her book. She didn't want to say anything else, in fear of embarrassing herself in front of everyone. Colline had never been around a large group such as this one before, and it made her a bit nervous and on edge.
Colline stopped reading as a few others came, quietly closing her book and looking around. Some more girls had settled at the table, and one of them, Katherine, had asked them all a question. Mumbling a few quiet, incomprehensible words before realizing that no one would have been able to hear that, she turned to the girl.
"C-colline. Cabin one." The girls currently at the table seemed nice enough, but Colline still couldn't stop herself from stuttering.
quickly scooting over to make more room for the steady flow of people coming in, she looked around the table before settling her gaze on the ground. She would have felt much more comfortable just laying somewhere in the grass and either listening to music or just playing her own. She had always loved all kinds of music, and one of her favorite past times was making it. So far though, she had met no one with the same love of it as she had. Quickly scanning the group of people at the table, she wondered if anyone else had the same interests as her. As Colline suspected, more people came, most of them being boys.
"Hey, all. Room for one more?" One of the boys asked, smiling as he leaned against the table.
”Nope, as you can see we’re all full,” Gwen replied with a smirk. Colline didn't know if she meant it, seeing as there was still some room left. Maybe Gwen was expecting a friend.
Quickly scooting over until she was at the edge, Colline motioned to the open seats nervously. "Um, h-here. there's still some room..." Glancing up once between Greg and Gwen before turning her attention back to her book. She didn't want to say anything else, in fear of embarrassing herself in front of everyone. Colline had never been around a large group such as this one before, and it made her a bit nervous and on edge.
Lucy took off her shirt, revealing long, still healing cuts that the whip had given her. Facing back to Adalina, she nodded her head reassuringly. It was alright she had gone through this before, and Vlad was right. In the end it didn't matter to her. Her wounds would heal. She made sure to cover herself as Vlad ordered, even though she was wearing a bra. She kept her feet shoulder width apart, knowing from experience that it would keep her steady. If she fell, it would only hurt more. Eyes scanning the room, they flicked past everyone. Spark was by the wall with Alastair, Cassandra was now standing, and the others were spread out along the gym. Closing her eyes, she drew in a long breath and smiled faintly. Someone actually cared for her. She would survive, and nothing Vlad could do other than straight out killing her would stop that.
Name: Mari Niphan
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Appearance:
Mari has light brown hair and eyes, which shine like marbles, and she is rather short and light. She almost always wears light colored clothing, usually decorated with bows or flowers.
Race: Earthmate
Job/Occupation: Flower shop owner
Personality (Pros and Cons): Mari is friendly and polite, but is terribly shy and awkward, often struggling to make conversation with people. She often stumbles with words when talking to people, but when it comes to animals, plants, and anything that is connected with the earth she feels calm. Once you get her to know you, she is a very happy and sweet and is willing to do anything for someone she cares about. Mari has a very deep relationship with animals, letting them roam around with her, and prefers to spend her time with them rather than people, and respects Custos as a protecter of the land.
Mari loves her flower shop very much, and makes sure to keep the flowers alive and in shape, often fretting when they aren't healthy. Her home, which is a cabin near the forest not far from her shop, boasts a flourishing flower garden and a small vegetable garden. Mari is weak physically, and extremely clumsy. She is also very modest, and becomes quite embarrassed when complimented, often not being able to form a coherent sentence.
Back Story/ Other Info: She is ok at cooking, and knows how to make some medicine in case the doctor ever needs help. She was born and raised in Slysian, and inherited her shop from her grandmother, who raised her after her parents mysterious disappearance. Her elder brother went off to serve King Nicolli in the war that everyone expects, leaving Mari with the flower shop and the promise he would be back. Mari has not heard anything from him, and always fears for his safety. She wishes she could be as brave as him.
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Appearance:
Mari has light brown hair and eyes, which shine like marbles, and she is rather short and light. She almost always wears light colored clothing, usually decorated with bows or flowers.
Race: Earthmate
Job/Occupation: Flower shop owner
Personality (Pros and Cons): Mari is friendly and polite, but is terribly shy and awkward, often struggling to make conversation with people. She often stumbles with words when talking to people, but when it comes to animals, plants, and anything that is connected with the earth she feels calm. Once you get her to know you, she is a very happy and sweet and is willing to do anything for someone she cares about. Mari has a very deep relationship with animals, letting them roam around with her, and prefers to spend her time with them rather than people, and respects Custos as a protecter of the land.
Mari loves her flower shop very much, and makes sure to keep the flowers alive and in shape, often fretting when they aren't healthy. Her home, which is a cabin near the forest not far from her shop, boasts a flourishing flower garden and a small vegetable garden. Mari is weak physically, and extremely clumsy. She is also very modest, and becomes quite embarrassed when complimented, often not being able to form a coherent sentence.
Back Story/ Other Info: She is ok at cooking, and knows how to make some medicine in case the doctor ever needs help. She was born and raised in Slysian, and inherited her shop from her grandmother, who raised her after her parents mysterious disappearance. Her elder brother went off to serve King Nicolli in the war that everyone expects, leaving Mari with the flower shop and the promise he would be back. Mari has not heard anything from him, and always fears for his safety. She wishes she could be as brave as him.
Sorry for the language.
@Zmerr: I don't think Adalina is crazy. She seems like kind of a cute character. She and Lucy should talk sometime.
@Zmerr: I don't think Adalina is crazy. She seems like kind of a cute character. She and Lucy should talk sometime.
Lucy turned her back to Adalina, gritting her teeth. "Stop it! I said I'd be fine. I may seem stupid for taking punishment, but if we're the only people with the balls to do anything, than fine!"Turning back to Vlad, she glared at him, hate clear in her eyes. "Do it. Show them what happens when you try to leave. Finish what you started with me." Done with her outburst, Lucy glared at him, shaking hands balled into fists. She'd had enough. Vlad could beat her until she bled, he could make her cry I front of everyone, but she wouldn't let that girl get hurt. It was like watching her childhood all over again.
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