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 Posted: Sat Sep 16, 2006 11:00 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 11:19 pm
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*GL broke off a piece of the candy, chewing on it as he placed the rest in a small bowl and put it in the microwave to melt it.*
"Well, you never know. There have been times in the past that a LOT happened in just half an hour..."
*Stretching, he leaned against the counter and yawned. He watched as the microwave rotated the small treat-flavored dish while it hummed.*
I did learn one thing interesting... There's different variations of incubi and sucubi apparently. The kind my mom used to be were affected by their emotions heavily. If she felt severely threatened, or extremely angered, she said she'd shift into more demonic looking form. Sharper claws, teeth, the wings would sprout tendrils with makeshift weapons, that sort of thing. The same could happen to me, if I get that stressed.
But there is some good news, at least. Turns out that in that form, they still have all their awareness. So even though they look completely different, they're still the same person... Makes me wonder why that never happened with me, or why I turned into those monsters. Maybe the curse? Or me being half reaper? Maybe that the curse is gone, I won't transform into those things anymore. I can't explain, but I just have the strongest feeling that they're gone. Like a splinter yanked out, but.. bigger.
*The microwave "dinged", snapping GL out of his telepathic conversation.*
So... how has Daphne been holding up?
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psychotic__Gal Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 8:31 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 8:41 pm
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*GL frowned as he finished making his mint-chocolate milk and took a sip. He wasn't exactly trying to leave her out of the loop, but with Rosemary the only one with telepathy in the room, he couldn't talk freely about the subjects on his mind.*
"Sorry Daphne, but right now it's the only way I can... express myself to Rosemary. I'd do the same with you, but I'm afraid I can't. Especially since it's such a number of uh... sensitive subjects."
*He was hoping she got the hint that he and Rosemary were discussing things that they normally wouldn't be able to talk about while he was disguised in his human form. He also didn't want to openly talk about her current vampyric issue, least he give her away.*
Really wish I had telepathy myself, Rosemary. Could you explain why I couldn't talk about this sort of thing out in the open to her for me?
Chewy: Hey idiot! Did you forget about me!?
GL: Oh. To be honest, I was trying to, Chewy. -_-;
Chewy: Oh sure, talk to your mental translator that way, why don'tcha buddy? Hey Daph, he was just talking about some stuff he learned about his incubus abilities, and was wantin' to know how you were holdin' up. 'Specially with that other vampire guy around here. He didn't think he could say anything like that outloud without breaking yer cover.
GL: Where are you now, anyway?
Chewy: (Only heard by GL and Rosemary) I teleported back to your office. I was starting to get annoyed having to disguise myself as a human. It's too weird for me not being able to float and have my tail out... ... ...I also got into your special snack stash, heheheh.
*GL sputtered on his drink, coughing a bit*
GL: Stay the hell out of my super-choco mint skull flappers, dragon!
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 10:23 pm
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(when it is italicsized they're talking in their heads, so they did say a little outloud probably waiting for Daph to respond to what they had said.)
Aww, but they're so tastey! *Came Black's voice from goodness knows which one of the telepath mediums.*
Actually there is no culture in which it is considered rude for I have yet to find a culture on this earth who believes it exists. In fact the gift is rare. *Said Rosemary sounding a little insulted and quite frankly wanted to leave. However she started transfering all messages to her whether they wanted it shared with Daphne or not.*
So very rare indeed, that I have yet to find anyone else native born to this world who shares my talents. To my knowledge most telepaths were killed when they where little or it was beaten out of them...though I think Joan of Arch was somewhat one unless she was just clairvoyant. This ability is often more of a curse than a blessing to me, especially at times when I can't control what I hear, but I can't picture myself without it either. It is bothersome, it gives me a headache often, too many thoughts at once can make me disoriented, sometimes it makes people weary of me, and it is what got me killed. Later I found out that there was a long list of vampires who wanted me, most of which wouldn't treat me well and more as a prize possesion than a person, so if Veni didn't do it someone else would have.
We did say things to you outloud, but you apparently didn't hear us and talking this way takes very little time at all. All you have to do is think of something and tell me who you want it to go to and it'll sound as if it came from you. Galantros did not give me permission to share what he had said to anyone. I mostly wanted to know so soon for security purposes. *She had also wanted to know of his well being.*
So... how has you been holding up? *She said in GL's voice.*
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 4:28 pm
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psychotic__Gal Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 12:08 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 26, 2006 5:10 am
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*GL began to fidget, a grimace coming across his face.*
GL: Nnggh, itchy... too itchy, and I don't know.... tight across my shoulders? Agh, Rosemary, Daphne, I want to shift back to my normal form, having to keep hiding my wings like this is... uncomfortable. I'm going to my office, you can come if you want. Actually, I don't think either of you has been in there.
*Finishing off the rest of his drink, he briskly walked towards the arcade and into a door that would lead to the offices. All the while, he was scratching at his back and shoulders. Once he was sure he was out of sight, he stopped using his disguise rune and shifted back to his normal reaper/demon form, his wings almost violently unfolding form his back. He sighed with relief, leaning against his office door.*
GL: Phew... sweet relief. Okay, now to see how much damage those two did to my choco-OH MY FRIGGIN' GREEN GOD! CHEWY! Black!? "Holy crap! eek "
*The small dragon was laying on his back, a claw resting on his bloated stomach, his face smeared in chocolate. Candy wrappers and an empty box laid at his feet as he groaned, tail twitching a little.*
Chewy: "Oof, that was almost as good as spam!"
GL: "...How... How can you even compare those candies to SPAM!? That was a fifty dollar box of rare chocolates! crying ...Black, you too!? Oye..."
*The kitsune demon was slumped in one of his two comfy futon couches, also surrounded by empty chocolate mint skull-flapper wrappers. At least she wasn't as messy an eater as Chewy*
GL: "...*sigh*, crap. Move it, scaley lard-tail, you're on my desk."
*When Chewy refused to move as GL sat down, the reaper muttered and bushed the dragon off his desk along with the refuse in one sweeping motion. Chewy landed with a soft thump, and a loud 'ow', followed by a small stream of insults and swears that proved he was nowhere near seriously harmed by GL's actions. Ignoring the little scale pest whenever he was like this, GL simply dropped his head on his desk, face first.*
GL: "Fifty dollars, and I can't even order a new batch until next year. Crud."
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psychotic__Gal Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 6:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 10:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 11:13 pm
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*GL brightened up a bit when he saw there was still some left*
GL: "You know, I wouldn't have minded sharing, if I were asked..."
*Chewy muttered a reply, and GL frowned at the dragon on the floor, half considering giving him a not so gentle nudge with his metal boot.*
GL: "I said 'stay the hell out', because I knew you picked the lock on my desk, scale-butt. Here, take these.." *Rummaging through the opened drawer on his desk, he took out a small broom and dustpan, and dropped them on the gut of the chocolate-stuffed critter.* "You get to play janitor."
*Once he was sure the dragon was sluggishly cleaning the mess of wrappers, he invited the two vampires in to sit on one of the dark blue futons. GL's office wasn't large, but roomy enough. Behind him were a number of retro video game posters, a number of shelves with odd knick knacks and toys, and a fish tank with strange animals inside of it that were apparently from Limbo. His desk was for the most part normal with a computer on top, except for one side that served as a mini-fridge, and a compartment in front of him that was currently open, revealing an arcade style joystick and buttons. If they had to guess, that was hooked up to the flatscreen monitor above his doorway.*
*GL swivelled his chair around to look at the fish tank, and a look of surprise crossed his features. He quickly took what looked like pet food, and sprinkled some into the tank*
GL: "I'm surprised they're still alive! I forgot to feed them for the past week..."
Chewy: "They can survive for fifty years without eating, ya doof. Ya baby them too much, just like those goldfish you.. used to..."
GL: "Yeah, you remembered what happened to those goldfish, right?"
Chewy: "Point taken, dork >_> "
GL: "Annnyway.... what we're we talking about? Oh yeah. Daphne, how have ya been holding up lately? I'm curious..." and concerned, really. Is there anything you could tell us about that guy that's got you all nervous?
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 4:36 pm
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psychotic__Gal Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Sep 28, 2006 6:28 pm
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GL: Sonnuvabitch, I'm not disguised! CRAP! Should've locked the door!
*The reaper jumped a little at the unexpected fourth person in his office. Chewy had mostly been out of sight already, and quickly scampered under his desk. GL half considered scrambling for his disguise rune, but then realized it would be a bit pointless. Cian could already see him in his full reaper/incubus form, his wings twitching with slight agitatioin behind him.*
*Quickly trying to re-compose himself, he shifted a bit in his seat and restacked a few papers he had knocked over.*
GL: "Hello sir... Ah actually, I don't mean to be rude, but this is an employee's only area. Didn't you see the sign outside the hall?"
*He resisted the urge to groan as he saw Phil the pet poring jumping by, the sign in it's mouth. Oh, that figures. Danged little pink jello-ball. Cian St. Claire? Boy, that sounds like a made up name. A horribly made up name...*
GL: "Uhm, anyway... Was there anything you needed, Mr. St. Claire?"
How the hell did he sneak in so quietl... nevermind, vampire, right. Daph, try and stay calm... We'll stay with ya...
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Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2006 1:19 am
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psychotic__Gal Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 29, 2006 11:49 pm
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((Wait... when did we move?? >.< I thought we were still in the living room or something))
Cian smiled charmingly at the vampire woman standing in front of him, "My dear, lady," He said, "Please forgive me. I did not see the employee's only sign. I was only seeking out conversation. It is very quiet around here...a bit unnerving." He spied the blond girl again, but this time she returned his stare. Dead on. Maybe it was his imagenation.
He returned his attention back to the woman in front of him, "Perhaps a tour of this establishment is what I need." He answered
Daphne, with all of her might, leveled off a stare. She caught his eye, almost surprised by her own strength. She spied a shred of doubt in his eye that lasted for a moment, but it was still enough to see.
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