20th Confessional [Ghostly Action]
[March 31st, 2011. Thursday, 3:00 PM.
He thought maybe the Malnosso'd let him off the hook. Because they do do that sometimes, right? But no, no. They decided that just wouldn't be a very viable option for Wolfie here. While he's lazily walking around the grocery with a basket in arm, he reaches for something on the shelf and finds-to his horror, ( Read more... )
He thought maybe the Malnosso'd let him off the hook. Because they do do that sometimes, right? But no, no. They decided that just wouldn't be a very viable option for Wolfie here. While he's lazily walking around the grocery with a basket in arm, he reaches for something on the shelf and finds-to his horror, ( Read more... )
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Tumble down the stairs. It's not fun, at all.
As much as she doesn't want Vash to see her this way, Amelia knows that he won't just leave a defenseless furball on her own. She doesn't find Vash, however, but a transparent priest. Letting out as shocked of a coo as her form can muster, Amelia manages to roll onto the part of her body that lets her scoot forward, trying to close the distance before Wolfwood floats through the door.
Her tiny body is not so good for this, however.]
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... What... on Gunsmoke are you supposed to be...?
[It's gotta be either someone's horrifying ball of fuzzmonster, or... a person who turned into a horrifying ball of fuzzmonster.]
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Have a coo instead.]
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You must've came from upstairs, huh? I just came back from the stairs, so you couldn't've come from anywhere else...
... I take it all you can do is make that 'coo' noise?
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He stares at the feline, hovering in place with a confused look on his face.
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Did Spikey adopt another one, or are you that damn cat's new friend?
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You're... colored very similar to someone I know...
[Squiiiint... give him a minute.]
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It wasn't that this whole experience wasn't fascinating. It was. But it wasn't warm enough for a great deal of company to stay by the river, especially after nightfall, and she couldn't draw when water would have just damaged her work in the long run...not to mention, webbed hands? Not the best for holding pencils.
She could have gone into town. She even had for a little bit. But it was just more comfortable, close to the water that she was apparently bound to. Sigh.
Her head resting against one arm as she holds on to the railing along the bridge, she doesn't even notice the ghostly form is there]
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Trouble in paradise, huh?
[/hover hovers over]
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[and then, as he comes closer, she'll actually realize that she can see through him. It's enough to make her eyes widen a bit, though less out of fear than surprise]
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Geez, it's not that bad, is it? At least they didn't give me a ghostly injury, or something.
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True, he was a little upset when he found out he couldn't EAT them like this, but that's okay! He's currently in his room creating a rather LARGE stock pile of donuts to be ready for his consumption when he turns back!]
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Oh, you're a freakish little monster. It matches you well.
[What, he wants to make this as casual as possible, amirite?]
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[YOU ARE SUCH A BABY.
Also that donut just uselessly bounces through him, off the wall, and back onto the ground. So there.]
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... Wolfwood?
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... Howdy there, chef. Taking a stroll through the haunted wood?
[hover hover]
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[... 8| mutter]
This shithole's gotta a terrible sense of humor.
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Tell me about it. I can't even interact with a damn thing, either. I guess I could always jump through trees and scare people.
[Totally joking, though I'm sure Sanji can forgive the level of disdain he has in his voice. Because this day calls for it.]
... Can't even smoke any cigarettes.
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