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As he pulled her to the other side of his body, she grabbed onto his torso with her legs and dug her claws and possibly part of her free left hand into the region of his right shoulder blade to stop the momentum, and at the same time she tried to bite into him. He was obviously tugging hard which caused her right arm to pop out of place only momentarily though.

Rosemary managed to take a nice chunk of flesh with her in her mouth, while her dug in hand dragged across him until it was forced to let go. She let her nails break off and dig into him like they did in his hand. He didn't notice that her wings came out while he was head butting her. Hitting the ground on her backside wasn't so terrible with her cushion, but as his elbow began to dig in and put a lot of pressure on her she suddenly vanished into the air.

Soon after she vanished and while Muerte was scrambling to get up with claw marks on one side of his back, neck, and front, that were now throbbing like his clawed hand feeling like something was buried into it, a chunk taken from the opposite side of his body as the claw marks, and a cracked skull which he knew Rosemary also had, powerful winds began to stir. Rosemary was creating a blinding dust storm and reappeared when visibility was difficult for more than a few feet, but she'd easily be able to see Muerte who she had moved quite a ways from to be able to spit out bloodless meat and to pop her neck back into place.

As Muerte tried to prepare himself from anything, maybe unexpectedly as this is a move Rosemary possibly hasn't done since fighting Hunter Demons for the first time (who knows, he might actually not be looking this far down) , he began to feel thousands of camouflaged spiders crawl up his legs and all over his body trying to bite and inject their venom in him. They included the most deadly of spiders that Rosemary knew of such as the Sicarius Hahni, Brazilian Wandering Spider (aka Banana spider), the Black Widow, and possibly some Limbo varieties.

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Veni to Jacob, "Rosemary used to do stunts like this all the time, but I believe she stopped doing it either because she thought it disturbed her friends too much or because she was afraid to since something like this may have caught the niearcim's attention. She did something similar to the hunter demons, but used the spiders to dig into their weak spots so she could pinpoint them no matter what they did to hide and take them out easier."

The spiders left Muerte, crawling and jumping away, and piled on each other as they reformed at a distance from him into a black mass with red eyeballs that vaguely had Rosemary's shape when most of the spiders were gone. It then morphed back into Rosemary. All this took a matter of seconds. She did however keep her distance from Muerte and stared at him ready to react to something just in case since he was often able to go nuts and try take her out with him when he's at the point where most people would have stopped moving.

"Partially because I didn't think it would work so wonderfully well and mostly because it looks disturbing."

"Sadly, Muerte, I have no such wonderful attacking bugs as a familiar. Some varieties of mine are poisonous to eat to some animals and may only make a human sick if they consumed one. Certain ladybugs are poisonous too, but most of them can make themselves really stink as a self defense. Do I get a turn, Rosemary?"

Then the epic battle ensued and it was probably a site to behold since Jacob had gotten Rosemary in the mood (at least for now) to fight more like a vampire instead of a super strong human. The thing about Rosemary and Veni battles was that neither of them ever tried to kill the other, they usually worked really hard at knocking the other one out or disabling them in some other way. They clashed in human form, bats attacked bats, shadows attacked Rosemary, and when she got tired of not hitting back she gave herself that hah I'm holy aura and you can't touch me vampire, which caused Veni to jump back with a hurt hand. Then he made Jacob proud with dirt/sand golems since that was the way he could think of how to touch her. One tornado later caused him to hide underground and create dirt golems down there. Eventually Rosemary fainted and it was over and it left Veni proud that he could still win even against his 'angel'. (btw this is what I had you flip the coin for)

BlackMN patted Muerte's arm sympathetically and said, "Nobody really like's losing." She missed the point of what irked him though: being defeated by things so much smaller than him and normally easy to crush.

Muerte glanced down at Black, and seemed to shrug just a little bit.

"It is only a slight frustration, to be honest little Black. I will recover from it in time. I truly did enjoy the battle, so I feel that overwhelms the slight distaste I am experiencing.

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Still, I thank you for your compassion."

Galantros snickered just a little, and was about to comment, until he stopped, noticing something in the corner of the room. He blinked and pointed at it, not quite able to find words at the moment. Floating there, was a ghost-like eyeball, watching the events unfold, blinking occasionally. When the eyeball seemed to realize it had been noticed, it vanished in a small puff of blueish-green translucent smoke.

"Did anyone else see that? That makes the eighth weird thing that's happened in these past two weeks..."

Strange, little, but mostly harmless things had been happening lately at THoR. First, instead of toast coming out of the toaster like normal, it had flown out of the appliance and into the fireplace, arcing through the air. Black was the only one to notice that.

Second, there were sounds of small footsteps every now and then pattering about on the upper levels when nobody was around there.

Third, Jacob was gathering eggs out of the fridge to cook, when some slipped out of his grasp and almost fell on his feet. Except they seemed to curve and hover a bit, landing gently on the floor and rolling away a little.

Fourth, and probably the most noticable though only Veni saw it, a giant ghostly hand had pushed away ghosts in the bathing area when the vampire went to cleanse himself. Although he did it anyway, he hadn't needed to cast any sort of spell to expel spirits from the room for privacy.

Fifth, while Rosemary was studying a medical book on the couch, something invisible sat down next to her and she felt the presence of an unseen spirit or being looking over her shoulder... and somehow, she just knew it was only looking at the book she had been studying. Glancing over at the seat next to her, an impression had been made that was quickly undoing itself, returning the couch to normal.

Sixth, was a little frightening. Everyone had the exact same horrible and creepy nightmare in the house. It had started out terribly realistic, but something seemed to suddenly click and it became less frightening and more comical over time.

Seventh, all the arcade machines came unplug before Galantros went to check on them.

And eighth was the eyeball.

Jacob had tried to summon whatever spirit was conjuring up all these strange happenings, but had no luck. He couldn't force it, because it wasn't causing any real serious harm, and sometimes was actually helpful. So long as it wasn't causing any serious trouble, Jacob wasn't going to do anything too dangerous like forcibly pull it out into the open.

"This feels familiar somehow, when you put it all together..."

"Poltergiest..."

Jacob seemed to perk up at that word, and go into thought just like Galantros did.

Muerte: "What is a poltergiest?"

Jacob: "That's it! Moor'teis!"
"That's it! Moor'teis!"

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...It makes perfect sense... all the weird little pranks, the helpful things he's doing, doesn't it Jacob? I mean... the coloring poof of that eyeball.. Those were his main colors. The thing with the moving eggs and *NOT* having it shatter on you, because I remember you distinctly telling him that you didn't want eggs near you that one time... and the toast! He used to play with the toaster..."

Jacob: "And why he isn't responding. If I recall, he left saddened at what he accidentally brought with him last time he was here... I thought the presence felt familiar as well, but it had been a little while. Hang on a moment..."

Jacob muttered a few words, tracing symbols in the air with both hands, making almost overly done grandoise gestures. He then seemed to be visibly struggling with something, his tongue sticking out of his mouth in concentration as he then reached for his dagger, holding it in one hand and using it like a wand. Finally there was a burst of greenish sparks and slime droplets that splattered against a wall somewhat violently, and a familar bucktooth, sharp canine filled mouth appeared, though it wasn't smiling. A single orange gem-like eye floated down from the ceiling.

"Wish you had not force summoned me, master of dead magics..."

Jacob: "Normally I wouldn't Moor'teis, but you've been hanging around recently, and..."

"Moor'teis is sorry to have bothered, will leave."

The ghostly image on the wall started to fade out, but Jacob quickly gestured, clenching a fist and drawing it towards himself. Moor'teis' single exposed eyes widened in surprise as he was brought back into full opaqueness.

Jacob: "You didn't let me finish. Don't leave just yet, I think we all should have a little chat..."

Jacob: "Easy, Veni. He was so far the only poltergeist that actually meant no true menace, at least in my experiences. At any rate, there's nothing catching a ride off of Moor'teis now."

"He's like one of the few poltergiest I've ever met personally, so it kinda stuck in my head."

"Moor'teis made extra sure that none would cling, none would follow... Though there is a negative here that Moor'teis has been trying to repulse. Afflicting sleep visions with horrible things. Moor'teis can only temporarily suppress negatives... this one is crafty, stealthy. Jacob, master of dead magics, should seek it out and be gone with it..."

Jacob hmm'ed to himself, and focused with his magics a little, his eyes glowing a blueish color. He "ah'ed" suddenly, then clenched his fist, a white light emanating from his fingers. Something in the distance bellowed, and thin black smoke drifted down from the ceiling, dissipated into nothingness. Somehow, even though nobody noticed it before, the air in the room felt lighter and cleaner.

Jacob: "Taken care of. Moor'teis, why didn't you reveal yourself to us earlier?"

"Moor'teis.... ashamed. So ashamed, and uncertain if wanted anymore after the horribleness that had happened last time. Could not stay away though, Moor'teis is rarely welcomed into a living place. Those who do not enjoy Moor'teis' tricks say, 'Go away! Leave us alone!' and Moor'teis made promise not to scare so much like many others.

...Demon possessed Moor'teis, captured Moor'teis almost fully. Stole my strength for the demon's own, could only call for living ones to run, to find safety. Living ones nearly passed on before appropriate time, this weighs heavily on the soul of Moor'teis. Moor'teis never, never cause harm before this time. Despise harm, so fully..."