#asernolonger

[chuchelo]

@asernolonger

​It had been a massive pain and nearly a week long process, but he finally managed to set up proximity alarms all along the building Lionheart was housed in.  Frankly, he did it more for his own peace of mind rather than to actually protect the building; after Corvus mentioned all the insane stuff that tended to happen in Spirale, he was preparing for the worst.

The security cameras; however, were still being a pain.  Without having the ability to hook Anima up, he was forced to go through them manually each time something popped an alarm.  Corvus said he’d regain more functions on Anima if he just hung around long enough, but it was making him twitchy.

Crow was at Lionheart late tonight; he was trying to set up an autoscript that would run in the background to scramble their IP address -- or whatever that equivalent was here.  He was sipping on a juice box, quietly tapping away at the keys when the proximity alarm on the roof suddenly went off.  Crow jerked at the sound -- his juice box sadly fell to the ground and spilled -- and quickly scanned the cameras, only to see the roof camera was shut off.

Son of a-- Okay, he could go check himself.  It was probably, like, a bird or something.  He grabbed a fresh juice box and cautiously headed towards the stairs that led to the roof.  A thought briefly entered his mind that he should probably get a weapon in case something was up there, but then he wasn’t sure there was a point considering he wasn’t the fighting type.

Crow scurried up the steps and popped the small straw into his new juice box.  He paused at the door to the roof, but he didn’t hear anything on the other side other than the alarm -- it was probably safe, in that case.  He pushed it out without further thought; the moment he stepped outside he had a spear pointed at his throat.

“EEK!”  He gripped the box in fear and squirted the juice all down the front of his shirt.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, h-hey, there’s no need for that!  I work here!” 

[sterrenlied]

🎶 | @asernolonger

✧*:･ﾟ| TWILIGHT has fallen, a spread of orange and red deepening into violet and blue. The blanket of darkness that follows is a comforting one, but eyes do not focus upon the deepening shades of sidewalk and grass, not when there's a sky stretching on into the beyond, filled with TWINKLING stars and the muffled boom boom of fireworks. He'd prefer it completely clear of obstruction, ideally, but the summer festivities pull him into a pleasant lull. With the sweltering heat finally cooling down, he's more content to BASK in whatever weather is given to him.

THAT is until he sees something strange streaking across the sky.

WHATEVER it happens to be, he's too preoccupied with curiosity and slight concern. Nothing at all quite like the fireworks on display, nor like the comets he'd eagerly watch streaking across the sky at every POSSIBLE opportunity. Another citizen of the island, perhaps, either directly or indirectly. He's uncertain about whatever the peculiars could even be as he floats his way through uncharted territory.

IN the overwhelming silence, he hears what could only sound like the snapping of twigs. In the very instant he begins to DOUBT his navigation skills ( he worries, when the stars seem so artificial and different to the ones he knows ) he hears it, LOUD AND CLEAR. Shield switches on, as he moves towards the sound.

❝WELL … do you have something to say about this?❞

[ascarletflame]

@asernolonger​

There were plenty of creatures around to eat – like those weird feathered flying things and hairy bushy tailed runners – but actual city cuisine was a little more exciting, and he supposedly was given some money to start off until he could make his own. Why not?

Grimm chooses a lovely looking cafe by the name of Pandora while he's looking through Archimedes, greeting the woman there with a hearty smile.

“A swell afternoon to you, my kind lady. Might you have any sort of special available?

                                   ...Although, you’ll have to show me how to release the                                                                        coins from this box.”

[charmingsecretary]

Is This Your Card? [Closed]

With Mariko (temporarily, she hopes) out of action, it falls upon Susie to run the cafe. She’s been back in Spirale for barely over a week, and she’s already up to her eyeballs in work.

Once things are settled, her next order of business to pass out cards to the employees she missed. The holiday season is critical to success, and the cards have been a great way of drumming up sales.

(Not to mention they also serve as cheap and convenient holiday gifts. The season’s still young, so she’s considering another... but only if they do well this year.)

As she makes her rounds to each employee, she comes across one who she’s seen before. Those pointed ears, that scaly skin... This must be none other than Selenie Armour.

(For Selenie, Susie might be familiar as well if she recognizes her particular aura, or failing that, Susie’s near-featureless face that looks strangely like the one that’s appeared on advertisements since January.)

“Here you go, Ms. Selenie.” She sets down a stack of business cards with Selenie’s name on them. “Here’s one hundred business cards, fresh off the printers. Make sure to give one to everyone you meet.”

She seems to be getting an odd look from the woman, and at first, she doesn’t quite know what it is, but then it hits her like a load of bricks. “Oh, right. You probably don’t recognize me.”

“I’m Susie, the manager of Pandora Cafe. I’ll be working closely with you and the others, so make sure to do your best, okay?”

There. That should clear that matter up.

@asernolonger

[cafepandora]

Susie Haltmann is back in Spirale, and you know what that means: new business cards!

Selenie Armour ( @asernolonger​ )

Nanami Yasuri ( @nanamigatari​ )

Michael Carter ( @braveandthegold​ )

The back of each card is identical. They look like this:

[himbogriff]

Spiraling into Spirale [Astolfo & Selenie]

Starter for @asernolonger

The first wrong thing in a series of many wrong nonsensical things about Astolfo’s sudden appearance in Spirale was that he’d arrived alone. Whether standing in the middle of a bustling street or rushing out to a more open space, no amount of whistling, calling, or anything else was working to summon his hippogriff.

“HIPPO-KUN!” Astolfo had a kazoo, hippogriff plushie, and a new cell phone in his pockets. He was starting to hope he’d just forgotten his hippogriff somewhere, which was possible, and that he wasn’t lost or hurt in this new, foreign world he found himself in. He needed to exhaust all options, though. He took out the kazoo, blew one loud, jarring whine out of it, and shook his head. He flipped the phone open, realized his hippogriff didn’t have a cellphone or a number, and closed it.

He had to do it the old fashioned way, then.

Astolfo ran at the nearest, tallest tree on the fringe of the forest of the Cotes Ward (not that Astolfo knew what that was) with the intention of scaling it. The activity was dangerous, factually speaking, but he had no fear as he swung himself up from branch to branch, climbing as fast as he could with little thought as to how to get back down. The branches near the top thinned and became too unstable and bendy even for Astolfo to grasp or trust with his weight. He glanced around again and shouted, “HIPPO-KUN! C’MERE!” He whistled and listened as it reverberated around him.

Still, nothing. He narrowed his eyes, scanning the horizon when he did spot another figure in the sky. Not a hippogriff. He waved at the person. “HEY! HAVE YOU SEEN A HIPPOGRIFF? HE LOOKS LIKE THIS!”

Astolfo held the plushie over his head with both hands, displaying it.

[parasolbitxh]

Starter: @asernolonger​

     Heels kissing the pavement as the sun shone and parasol opened blocking the nuisance of a sun. The female twirled the item between her fingers as she was watching everyone with a tiresome look. The same thing, different days, different weather - where were the killings?

     Hair catching in the wind she let it dance about as eyes glanced between people faces, she felt disgusted as she saw people smiling, not to mention knowing people here. In a way, she missed the acknowledgment of people she used to work with/for. None would take the place of a certain someone.

     Her partner in crime one would say.

        Two peas in a pod.

     Her thoughts were disturbed as she carelessly bumped into someone, but she would just brush it off as they did so to her. Glancing up at the person she instead was met with someone who was pretty much twice her size. Giving her an expressionless look Neo cocked her head to the side.

[sunwoofs]

@asernolonger​

A potent air of power greets her from where she was dozing in the awning of a flower shop, pulling her head up off its paws. Drawing deeper, mouth slightly open, she comes to her feet and follows the unfamiliar presence. Not divine nor dark- no, on a closer sampling, there is something holy about it, but tangled together with a presence unlike what she’s beheld before. Very strange indeed.

The source seems to be a young woman, one that reminds Amaterasu of a dragonian, albeit clearly not meant for the water, with wings like that. She seemed preoccupied, at least, not enough to immediately notice the wolf behind her.

A state of affairs Amaterasu ‘helpfully’ rectified with a perhaps louder-than-necessary bark.

Let it never be said that the sun mother lacked a sense of humor.