#ghostlycuriosity

[pinevalley]

The empty shopping cart hurtled down the aisle faster than expected. It plowed straight through a display of stacked boxes of Cheerios, scattering them across the floor, and barely slowed. At last, its motion came to an abrupt stop when it rammed into a glass freezer door with a metallic crash.

A burst of laughter echoed from the other end of the aisle — Cassie, thrilled. She had been so focused on the success of her little trick that she’d missed the person standing nearby — who, even if she hadn’t seen Cassie shove the cart in the first place, couldn’t have missed the clamor and commotion altogether.

Now, Cassie noticed the woman. She slapped a hand over her mouth to stifle another laugh, though her grin still showed through her fingers. “Wow, uh,” a cleared throat, and she managed not to sound totally guilty. “That was kinda wild, huh?” Good thing she’d made herself look more human before slipping into the store. Maybe she could still get away with it.

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[etherealenvoy]

"I think I can hear you. Can you come closer?" (Eudora, from ghostlycuriosity)

@ghostlycuriosity

Distrust sits tense in her jaw, still appearing as little more than a passing chill to the curious hunter. She watches, waits, she was lonely, so very very lonely, as a hare ever running solitary from the unknown. The wisp could never be certain as to when she became this way, so fearful and flighty, but when so many ran screaming, she was apprehensive so make a peep at all.

And so, in lieu of an answer, the needle drops to the aged gramophone, a crackling melody taking form.

♪ ❝ I'm all alone ev'ry evening

             All alone, feeling blue

  Wondering where you are, and how you are 

                          And if you are all alone too? ❞ ♫

[sylvansoldier-a]

Battle meme, 1 and 9

I’ll meet you in the pit.

What weapon does your muse prefer?

Seelie fae cannot handle iron directly, nor can their unseelie counterparts. Rumor has it that in the early days of the fledgling Earth, the fae made a bargain with iron that they did not keep. And the iron remembers. While they can handle it indirectly, wrought iron will never obey them. Iron tempered with carbon into steel is more agreeable, but still not completely obedient. The broken bargain, however, only applies to iron native to Earth, so metals forged from star-matter are friendly to the fae.

For the most part, they choose to make their blades from crystals such as quartz. Usually a brittle material, the fae have developed smithing techniques to fortify the material and make it nearly as flexible as steel. Tess’ blade (and those of her comrades) is similar to a katana, due to the shared knowledge among the fae and their sprawling civilization.

Who taught my muse how to fight?

Joining the army at eighteen, Tess was put into a bootcamp of sorts. Nearly every commander in the army took a turn at imparting some wisdom to the new recruits, whether that wisdom pertained to the taste of mud or the best way to take a hit. Swordplay is largely the domain of one commander—Major Okeri. There is little dispute among her people that she is the finest swordswoman in the Seelie side of the forest. Why she never ascended further in the ranks is a mystery, but it seems she’d have it no other way.

She had a fun time showing Tess the obvious weaknesses in her stance and grip, often making a game of sending her sword flying into the air and watching recruits scramble to avoid it.

[jamie-schroeder]

Laura paused, nose twitching at the growing scent of flour and apples. Flour and apples...? Did she know someone who'd fit that scent desc-- oh! "Uh... Hey Jamie," she offered a short wave at the albino who'd just rounded the corner. She may not get along with the boy very much, but there was no reason she couldn't be civil towards him. (Unfortunately she had NO IDEA about his apparent rodent phobia.)

My God today had been hectic. Jamie had no idea what event had been on or what bakery had shut down but Jamie pretty much sold out the entire muffin and macaron display case and more than three quarters of his cakes were gone. GONE. Like sure, he wasn’t complaining with sales like that but some heads up in advance would be so much nicer so he knew what to prepare for.

Like a six foot tall rat standing on the footpath as he turned the corner that seemed to know his name. And wave.

Lungs sucking in a breath to scream and Jamie barely got anything other than a little whimper vocalised before the ground was rushing up to meet him as his world went black. Yep, poor little bugger fainted.

[baron-vengxous-archived]

The creature watched silently from the trees as the General made his way up the path towards the manor. She typically wouldn't risk something like this, but it seemed like FUN... besides, it wasn't like she was gonna hurt him. She waited another few heartbeats before she launched herself towards him, wings spread, eyes wide, teeth chattering with anticipation at the LOOK on his face--

Fucking vampires. He trained them in pairs, introducing them to other pairs slowly over time to integrate them into security so that he could avoid hierarchy scuffles like tonight’s shrieking audible even from his office. A few heads knocked together, and he was on his way back to the manor when he was jumped by something else.

It was big, it was winged and that chattering was actually rather creepy as the pir went rolling. Baron coming to a stop playing crashmat for the giant ... bat? Thing? The hell was sitting on him? It looked draconian from the wings and tail, but it was furred and was batlike at the same time.