TheWendil

Grimoiric Heart

Who are we waiting on.

Tower of Fable

A deep and hot pressure pushed on Thomas’s chest but the sensation lasted for only a heartbeat. Harley’s mismatched gaze traced over the boy before an eye as red as blood and an eye as deep as the ocean stared right at him. Harley’s expression was quiet and devoid of emotion and she stared through the boy’s skull, Kanbaru and Akiko’s makeshift make up ignored. It lasted no more than the same heartbeat with the boy smothered in whale and Akiko taking his place with explanations. Funny. The two Jesters ensuring the boy lived. It was ironic.

It was so funny Harley cracked a smile, her madness caught by Akiko as the youngest of them turned to her. “That’s funny. You’re funny. Best not to say any more stupid things funny boy,” said Harley. She pinched Thomas’s cheek and pulled it around even as Kanbaru’s chest smothered the back of his head. She’d only let go when she felt more people enter her Casino. It felt as if she’d lapse into another one of her staring silences before her grin only curved.

New acquaintances, new souls to caress and gamble. Both former Magical Girls. Now wasn’t that so interesting? It was even funnier both of them were champions of rival Vassals. That was too much of a laugh to pass up on. “Fine. I’m all ears Hello Kitty,” Harley addressed Akiko, smoothly resting back in her chair, ultimately uncaring of the newbies wandering her halls. “Let’s chat.”

Further away were two distinct bunny girls who clearly didn’t fit. But Marianne saw no difference in Farris’s demeanor, at least none that affected her current sights. Instead, she only yanked the other Vassal’s collar harder as if trying to make her gasp. “Come along pup. You’re going to sniff out my dearly beloved~ Maybe then I won’t pawn you off to Harley for a week,” she said with a giggle. Even so, the very real threat of that underlaid Marianne’s words, dragging Farris by her heels if she had to. She could practically taste Thomas…

Even further away was the bar and Katie ruminating her cousin’s words. “I think I heard the others encounter Itsuko. She’s as bad as you when it comes to adventuring,” she said, putting her milkshake cup down. “I disappeared because I didn’t want to be found. Simple as that,” she followed up, suddenly finding this conversation annoying. Or too personal. She left her chair if only to pursue Riku. Apparently, the threat of constant watch and punishment wasn’t enough of a detraction for the princess.

Katie noted Riku’s lack of wolf ears, wondering then if that was because they were no longer inside the Tower or if Harley hated Lola that much. Well, “hate” in all the ways Harley could fathom. “How about we don’t steal anything? Are you trying to piss the patron off?” she grumbled, beckoning Erika to follow. “Come on. Someone has to keep an eye on that idiot before she does something to get us all kicked out-”

Too late. One of Harley’s deformed bunny girls blocked Riku’s path, the princess bumping right into it. It stared down at her with hands on its hips and face too close. Maybe it thought Riku was just another server in the club? That had to be the case as the bunny girl yanked Riku by her wrist and started to drag her away to other workers and her new role among the Casino.

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Grimoiric Heart

“You’re absolutely right Olivia,” Ozma called out, adjusting positions on her broom. The air in the room wasn’t invisible or unreadable, far from it. No matter the circumstance of Roma’s last meeting, all the other Magical Girls noted her with apprehension. She didn’t need words to put them on edge, not when the Pageless encompassed behind Roma like a veil of walking darkness. “We’re all Magical Girls here, right? We should be on the same side; opposing the Pageless.”

She didn’t need to bring out the obvious; every girl in the mall could clearly see which side Roma fell on, literally. Her stance and position were only further clarified with Roma’s speech, Ozma tilting her head curiously. She said nothing though it seemed the thin layer of tell-tale madness enforced Roma’s belief. Something was indeed off, be it Roma’s magic or just the level of misplaced conviction in her tone. But something was off and Ozma focused her sights as if staring at something no one else could see. Roma’s goals sounded noble on surface and yet…

“Let me get this straight. Assuming you are responsible for the recent Pageless attacks, what you’re asking for sounds impossible. You say we seek out the darkness, but I think you’re missing some very important context there Roma,” said the redheaded witch. “Even if your Pageless didn’t attack us, they’ll attack other people, just as they’ve always have in history. The only reason they’d follow a Magical Girl is if your heart was drenched in shadow, not strength. Bleh, I can’t believe you're making me give a "serious" speech,” she finished in air quotes.

Something was off. Roma wasn’t doing anything. She barely moved a muscle and her Pageless horde lay controlled and rigid like attack dogs waiting for an order to strike. She wasn’t doing anything; so why did something feel off? Focus. She had to focus harder. “That's what you what then?” Ozma asked. Something was off. “So long as history and darkness exists, Magical Girls and Pageless will always be in opposition.” Something was wrong. “What’s your plan to end all of that?” And she knew what it was. Ozma narrowed her eyes, noting the magic around Roma truly was different from last time.

“Final question. Where’s your real body?”

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Gods, Angels, Demons in New Haven Definitive HD Mix Edition

I can tell Cathal and Jane will get along just fine.

Ignore the misspost, I’m blind.

Gods, Angels, Demons in New Haven Definitive HD Mix Edition

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Grimoiric Heart

I'll be posting this week/weekend.

Grimoiric Heart

Seems the big wait is for Roma then.

Grimoiric Heart

Who are we waiting on in posts?

Gods, Angels, Demons in New Haven Definitive HD Mix Edition

No worries.

Gods, Angels, Demons in New Haven Definitive HD Mix Edition

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To some people, Montag Detectives LTD looked nothing more than a half-baked shamble, a desolate attempt to salvage something that should have died off some time ago. It would have been fitting if it met that fate, as fitting as the grim and grimy atmosphere that long since overtook New Haven. Despite the fancy name and prospect of promise, the whole place somehow just felt dirty. Maybe it was the bearing pressure of hard times on its inhabitants or the, literal, dark forces at play here just beyond their sight. It was a shithole all the same.

But that perspective was only held by some people. To Jane, the warehouse looked like proverbial heaven. “Oh wow, so cool!” she said to no one in particular, unphased as foamy spray from a nearby dock wave almost soaked her completely were it just a few feet closer. She spent some time marveling at the wretched piece of a building before finally entering the warehouse. This was to be her new office after all so it was always better to look at the glass half-full. Her expectations only soared higher once she finally looked around the rinky structure.

Were those actual chairs? She never had chairs at her old place. “Woah, hey, is that water free? We never got free water at my old place,” Jane said, rapidly taking a seat nearby another new girl without thinking. She waved a big happy grin over at the redhead who looked to be the company’s secretary before beaming forward at Robyn. “Hiya! Good to meet you, name’s Jane Nace and don’t let that old city name fool you, I’m here to get the down and dirty, rough and tumble as they say!” Her up of water was already downed by the time she finished speaking.

“Hey do we get refills too or do we have to pay for those?” she asked over to Abigail.

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