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ohmyscream) wrote2020-06-06 01:59 pm
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Annie. You're a strong young woman and I believe you can take on any challenge. From the day we first met to the person you are today, I believe you've matured. With the monster changes, it can feel as if you need to grow up fast. You don't! :) It's still okay to take chances and make mistakes. You're young. Don't spend your best years rushing to grow up. Being old isn't all that it's cracked up to be. Ask my wife! LOL!
But just know if you ever need help, you can count on me.
[ There's an attached pen-and-ink drawing. With the laptop's B-list cameras, it might not look like more than swoops and squiggles. ]
I'm still getting used to how all of this angel magic works, but if you draw this out along with the words "plaga mortis" and "praesidium," you can summon me.
Use it for emergencies, Annie. Not just to say hi. That's what phones are for, haha!
But in a pinch, I'll be there.
But just know if you ever need help, you can count on me.
[ There's an attached pen-and-ink drawing. With the laptop's B-list cameras, it might not look like more than swoops and squiggles. ]
I'm still getting used to how all of this angel magic works, but if you draw this out along with the words "plaga mortis" and "praesidium," you can summon me.
Use it for emergencies, Annie. Not just to say hi. That's what phones are for, haha!
But in a pinch, I'll be there.
Slade. Thank you for everything. In spite of the fact I can honestly say I still feel pretty messed up on most days I know you're on the short list of people I'm glad I met.
IO have been trying to get out there and make friends like a normal teenager. :) I even made a terrible blunder almost two weeks ago. In a totally unrelated matter: does your son like dogs?
IO have been trying to get out there and make friends like a normal teenager. :) I even made a terrible blunder almost two weeks ago. In a totally unrelated matter: does your son like dogs?
I wasn't going to tell you. I was a bit ashamed of how things went.
Do you remember the manager from the gift shop? He tried grabbing me. :(
Well, I bit him and with a sort of friend who just happened to show up we walked him home. I was hungry and very angry. I couldn't bring myself to leave that poor dog alone.
It's true: I'm terrible at lying. Also I couldn't leave the dog alone. It wasn't his fault his human was a creepy jerk. He sort of looks like one of those little white Westie terriers?
He doesn't like the cat I have. Gomez doesn't like him right back. :(
Do you remember the manager from the gift shop? He tried grabbing me. :(
Well, I bit him and with a sort of friend who just happened to show up we walked him home. I was hungry and very angry. I couldn't bring myself to leave that poor dog alone.
It's true: I'm terrible at lying. Also I couldn't leave the dog alone. It wasn't his fault his human was a creepy jerk. He sort of looks like one of those little white Westie terriers?
He doesn't like the cat I have. Gomez doesn't like him right back. :(
Yes.
The worst part is it was fun. What kind of horrible person enjoys poisoning someone so get to order them around then eats them?
God. Wtf is wrong with me?
[ Being a hungry teenager in Ryslig. ]
The worst part is it was fun. What kind of horrible person enjoys poisoning someone so get to order them around then eats them?
God. Wtf is wrong with me?
[ Being a hungry teenager in Ryslig. ]
It's not you, Annie. We all have to eat. I'm glad you're safe, but I wish there was another option. One that didn't involve death. Bloodlust isn't the answer, either.
[ A different Slade might be able to empathize with enjoying a kill, Opposite!Slade can't seem to see past murder as being among the worst things a person can do. ]
Enough about this unpleasant business. What breed is the dog? We ought to get that straightened away as soon as possible.
[ A different Slade might be able to empathize with enjoying a kill, Opposite!Slade can't seem to see past murder as being among the worst things a person can do. ]
Enough about this unpleasant business. What breed is the dog? We ought to get that straightened away as soon as possible.
I don't see how. Some monsters feed off life force to put it bluntly. They would be treading a thin line between a snack and death all the time.
I don't know why I wrote that.
Um, he looks like a West Highland Terrier? Solid white. He has spunk.
I don't know why I wrote that.
Um, he looks like a West Highland Terrier? Solid white. He has spunk.
Are you sure you're feeling okay?
Bring him by my place today. I'll see if he's a good fit. You ever been to our house before? Here's the address. Come by later so I'll have time to have a key made for you. I trust you with that.
Just make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands. :D
Bring him by my place today. I'll see if he's a good fit. You ever been to our house before? Here's the address. Come by later so I'll have time to have a key made for you. I trust you with that.
Just make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands. :D
I'm feeling fine right now. My feelings have been fairly erratic today, I admit!
I haven't been by yet. He's a good dog he just doesn't get along great with my cat Gomez. :( Gomez is pretty cranky?
Of course! You're like an Uncle to me. I wouldn't want you to ever get taken advantage of.
I haven't been by yet. He's a good dog he just doesn't get along great with my cat Gomez. :( Gomez is pretty cranky?
Of course! You're like an Uncle to me. I wouldn't want you to ever get taken advantage of.
An uncle?
[ That makes him feel warm inside, like he's finally starting to do things right by someone. More than anything, he hopes he doesn't ruin it. ]
Truth be told, you remind me of my daughter, Rose. You're both too bright and too headstrong for your own good! LOL! I'll tell you all about her when you swing by. I might have a slice of key-lime for you, too! I need someone to tell me how it is! :D
[ That makes him feel warm inside, like he's finally starting to do things right by someone. More than anything, he hopes he doesn't ruin it. ]
Truth be told, you remind me of my daughter, Rose. You're both too bright and too headstrong for your own good! LOL! I'll tell you all about her when you swing by. I might have a slice of key-lime for you, too! I need someone to tell me how it is! :D
My Dad is more like Gomez Addams? Like, he even went out and learned three different fencing styles.
:D Aw, thanks! I would have loved meeting her but I wouldn't inflict this place on her.
I'll be by in about 2 hours.
As stated Annie does take two hours. It's almost longer because of the dog who had gone from okay earlier to pretty sad. She thought maybe something was in the air? Once they got outside however he perked right up!
"Aw, what a good boy," Annie informs the dog. He is yipping and trying to go after anything that moves. It's that alone that convinces Annie the dog must be very puppy like still although from what she recalls of the breed he doesn't look that young.
He must be young at heart.
"Hello? Slade?"
:D Aw, thanks! I would have loved meeting her but I wouldn't inflict this place on her.
I'll be by in about 2 hours.
As stated Annie does take two hours. It's almost longer because of the dog who had gone from okay earlier to pretty sad. She thought maybe something was in the air? Once they got outside however he perked right up!
"Aw, what a good boy," Annie informs the dog. He is yipping and trying to go after anything that moves. It's that alone that convinces Annie the dog must be very puppy like still although from what she recalls of the breed he doesn't look that young.
He must be young at heart.
"Hello? Slade?"
Two hours is the perfect amount of time! After all, Slade needs to make his house puppy-safe by making sure it's not rigged to explode at any moment. Somehow de-bombing his house is more involved than installing explosives in the first place. Who knew!
The entirety of that time is spent clearing the tripwire from each of the doorways and windowsills, removing pressure plates from beneath both the front and the back door entrance, and triple-checking to make sure nothing ballistic was left behind.
By the end of it, his house looks much more like a retro, suburban family home and much less like a warzone. Slade even went as far as to spruce up the pillows and dust off the countertops; he's having guests, after all!
"Annie?" When he opens the door, there's a sheen of sweat and what might either be dirt or gunpowder across his brow. Dog-proofing a home is hard work! "Hey, and who's this little guy? Why don't you both come on in? I've got some fresh scones I made earlier in the day and I could really use a taste-tester."
The entirety of that time is spent clearing the tripwire from each of the doorways and windowsills, removing pressure plates from beneath both the front and the back door entrance, and triple-checking to make sure nothing ballistic was left behind.
By the end of it, his house looks much more like a retro, suburban family home and much less like a warzone. Slade even went as far as to spruce up the pillows and dust off the countertops; he's having guests, after all!
"Annie?" When he opens the door, there's a sheen of sweat and what might either be dirt or gunpowder across his brow. Dog-proofing a home is hard work! "Hey, and who's this little guy? Why don't you both come on in? I've got some fresh scones I made earlier in the day and I could really use a taste-tester."
Annie doesn't know about the explosive devices and were this any other week it would shock her to Louis Renault proportions. This week she is utterly convinced that Sladd is cut from the same cloth as Fred Rogers. There is no way he could possibly be dangerous.
"I've been calling him Lucky," Annie freely admits. She couldn't think of a great name for him. "He has a lot of spunk. He seems to do a lot better if you let him check things out."
The little dog is already straining to go check out Slade. His little tail is wagging away as he is taking in every little detail. Annie scuttles in following after the curious dog.
"Ooh. Did you do plain ones or have you been experimenting?"
"I've been calling him Lucky," Annie freely admits. She couldn't think of a great name for him. "He has a lot of spunk. He seems to do a lot better if you let him check things out."
The little dog is already straining to go check out Slade. His little tail is wagging away as he is taking in every little detail. Annie scuttles in following after the curious dog.
"Ooh. Did you do plain ones or have you been experimenting?"
"Didn't he have a name before..." Before you killed and devoured his owner? "Before he came into your custody?"
Nailed it.
It's not like Slade's got any qualms against the name. When the little guy comes sniffing around, Slade keeps still and tries not to scare him off. But after living in a monster world, this puppy probably isn't scared of much of anything.
"I'll have to be honest," He says while couching down beside him. He offers out a hand that no doubt smells of cake batter and peaches. "I've been thinking of some names of my own. Ever since you told me about him, I've been brainstorming. Micah, or Jacob... maybe Gideon." He looks up at Annie. "I'm sure you'll help me workshop something.
"Hey, go on and help yourself. Mostly all experimenting. Can't say I've perfected much of anything. Last batch was blackberry. They should still be about cooled now up on top of the stove."
Nailed it.
It's not like Slade's got any qualms against the name. When the little guy comes sniffing around, Slade keeps still and tries not to scare him off. But after living in a monster world, this puppy probably isn't scared of much of anything.
"I'll have to be honest," He says while couching down beside him. He offers out a hand that no doubt smells of cake batter and peaches. "I've been thinking of some names of my own. Ever since you told me about him, I've been brainstorming. Micah, or Jacob... maybe Gideon." He looks up at Annie. "I'm sure you'll help me workshop something.
"Hey, go on and help yourself. Mostly all experimenting. Can't say I've perfected much of anything. Last batch was blackberry. They should still be about cooled now up on top of the stove."
"His collar said Buddy? I thought it was kind of boring," Annie admits. She thought that the dog deserved something that was more than just a key part of his personality. Lucky just wants to be friends with anyone.
"I seriously felt bad for the dog." Lucky's little tail is wagging away quickly. He obviously is fine with almost anything and even starts trying to lick Slade.
"Maybe he needs something better. I mean, he deserves so much more than he had. I think he was pretty lonely," Annie remarks as she goes in search of a scone.
"I have this sort of older cat? I named him Gomez. Anyways, Lucky kept trying to make friends. Gomez is just uh, sort of cranky? The only time he tolerated Lucky is if he was sleeping. If it weren't for that I would totally keep him."
"I seriously felt bad for the dog." Lucky's little tail is wagging away quickly. He obviously is fine with almost anything and even starts trying to lick Slade.
"Maybe he needs something better. I mean, he deserves so much more than he had. I think he was pretty lonely," Annie remarks as she goes in search of a scone.
"I have this sort of older cat? I named him Gomez. Anyways, Lucky kept trying to make friends. Gomez is just uh, sort of cranky? The only time he tolerated Lucky is if he was sleeping. If it weren't for that I would totally keep him."
[It's been long enough that Seto Kaiba is absolutely no longer in Ryslig.
But what's worse perhaps is the...cloud over everything. Or maybe not Everything but, well.
There's a cloud on the air, and it's absolutely crushing. Noa, in his cat-state, is suffering under the effects impressively 'well' if 'well' means quietly sobbing on the sidewalk, waiting to get stepped on.
Just leave him here to cry, really...]
But what's worse perhaps is the...cloud over everything. Or maybe not Everything but, well.
There's a cloud on the air, and it's absolutely crushing. Noa, in his cat-state, is suffering under the effects impressively 'well' if 'well' means quietly sobbing on the sidewalk, waiting to get stepped on.
Just leave him here to cry, really...]
Ow!
[ Annie damn near kills herself trying not to step on a cat. She also nearly drops the bag of food things she had just picked up. She swears to herself about being such a klutz with extra limbs but then notices the pattern on the cat when she turns to make sure it's okay.
Is that Noa?
Is that.... sad Noa?
This. Will not stand. ]
Noa! What's wrong? [ She is fully prepared to carry him. ]
[ Annie damn near kills herself trying not to step on a cat. She also nearly drops the bag of food things she had just picked up. She swears to herself about being such a klutz with extra limbs but then notices the pattern on the cat when she turns to make sure it's okay.
Is that Noa?
Is that.... sad Noa?
This. Will not stand. ]
Noa! What's wrong? [ She is fully prepared to carry him. ]
[He is, in fact, the saddest cat. So sad, he's practically a noodle, limp and sagging as he's scooped up.]
Aaaa...aaaah... [And also very much still sobbing.] I...I just collapsed here? I can't stop thinking about...
I just can't stop crying?? Aaah....
Aaaa...aaaah... [And also very much still sobbing.] I...I just collapsed here? I can't stop thinking about...
I just can't stop crying?? Aaah....
[ Annie is reminded of this doll that was being marketed recently. She had seen ads. Apparently it was supposed to mimic a crying baby. With how limp Noa is she is reminded of the doll. ]
It's okay. I'm going to take you to my house.
[ She adjusts things so that her shopping bags can be carried by her pincers. While they walk Annie carefully pets Noa as if to comfort him. In fact, she even tries humming a soothing lullaby at him. Annie doesn't care if this makes her look foolish.
Noa is mourning something or someone. He has become one of her cupcakes. How dare the world be so cruel to him. ]
It's okay. I'm going to take you to my house.
[ She adjusts things so that her shopping bags can be carried by her pincers. While they walk Annie carefully pets Noa as if to comfort him. In fact, she even tries humming a soothing lullaby at him. Annie doesn't care if this makes her look foolish.
Noa is mourning something or someone. He has become one of her cupcakes. How dare the world be so cruel to him. ]
You have a house now? That's...snff...that's n...
[He cannot say 'nice'. He is too sad. The lullaby is nice though, he will say that, even if it's also a little bit embarrassing. Whatever. Everything is terrible and despairing, what's some embarrassment??]
[He cannot say 'nice'. He is too sad. The lullaby is nice though, he will say that, even if it's also a little bit embarrassing. Whatever. Everything is terrible and despairing, what's some embarrassment??]
It's pretty. I wanted a lodge but I guess Mana had something else in mind.
[ She keeps moving right along. Noa seems to have settled in a bit so she isn't terribly worried right now. She just needs to get him to her place.
What to do past that? Hot chocolate? An offer of snuggling so he can try and get some comfort?
Maybe a warm blanket? ]
[ She keeps moving right along. Noa seems to have settled in a bit so she isn't terribly worried right now. She just needs to get him to her place.
What to do past that? Hot chocolate? An offer of snuggling so he can try and get some comfort?
Maybe a warm blanket? ]
You didn't get the lodge you wanted? Oh....that's h...
[Yep. Yep. The tears are...continuing. This is probably going to be a trend for the next hour at the least. Hot chocolate and a blanket though will be received warmly- as much as it was an excuse when 'AM' made...cookies during that particularly odd week, hot chocolate is Fine.]
Why is everything saaaaaaaad...
[Be glad you have escaped this hell, Annie.]
[Yep. Yep. The tears are...continuing. This is probably going to be a trend for the next hour at the least. Hot chocolate and a blanket though will be received warmly- as much as it was an excuse when 'AM' made...cookies during that particularly odd week, hot chocolate is Fine.]
Why is everything saaaaaaaad...
[Be glad you have escaped this hell, Annie.]
It's okay. Big white brick house with lovely wood paneling on the inside.
[ Oh. My God. Annie is so glad that she didn't get hit with this weird whatever. Poor Noa here seems to be really suffering.
She starts to really scurry along to get them to her place. ]
I think somethings up. I'll get us to safety like, asap. Think you can hold out?
[ Oh. My God. Annie is so glad that she didn't get hit with this weird whatever. Poor Noa here seems to be really suffering.
She starts to really scurry along to get them to her place. ]
I think somethings up. I'll get us to safety like, asap. Think you can hold out?
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