I say, burn them all.

[donteatthecandy]

It's been a long day for Hansel. Really, it's been a long few days. So he feels entirely justified, now that the coven of witches is dead, in finding a quiet corner where he can put his head down and nap for an hour or two. Especially since he's pretty sure the last time he slept was less sleeping and more blacking out after getting stabbed

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[eight_livesleft]

And that banging door thuds against the hallway of the Mansion, and if Hansel is storming out, he may in fact bump into a slim and toned woman whose shaved head is currently covered with a headscarf. If it weren't for her jeans and tank top, she may be confused for a gypsy.

“.... hey!” Carol calls in protest. “... mind your door!”

Pssst, my darling, you're missing something in your intro post.... *points up*

[donteatthecandy]

Hansel dodges to the side, hopefully before he actually runs into her, and raises his hands in apology. "Not my door," he protests, even though he knows perfectly well that he's the one who slammed it. The important thing to him though is, person who at first glance at least doesn't appear to be a witch. May as well seize the opportunity. "Hey, where the hell am I?"

[eight_livesleft]

Ah, so that's what it feels like to be on the other side of the door.

“... the Mansion,” Carol replies after the slightest moment lost blue-screening. “I'm Carol. And I'm trapped here too. Like you. Please don't blame me.”

Because she did attack poor Stiles on sight, huh huh.

[donteatthecandy]

"What? A ma--no, this is supposed to be an inn in a tiny backwoods village, what the hell am I doing in a mansion?" He looks around himself, bewildered and confused, then takes a sharper look at Carol, just to be absolutely sure she isn't some kind of witch who's transported him in his sleep.

Even if all of the witches in the area are supposed to be dead. They must have missed one, that's the only reasonable explanation.

[kamloops_rose]

And another, this one decidedly harmless, though she is doing strange things when Hansel comes upon her in one of the quieter lounges of the Mansion.

Delilah collected some feathers, she's got some dried hide and gut, and she's making a dreamcatcher for herself.

She's hoping it will help ward off her recurring nightmares.

[donteatthecandy]

Hansel saunters in, still poking around with all the delicacy of a bull in a china shop. He pauses in his wandering to take a look at what the girl's making, it doesn't look like anything he's seen before. "What the hell is that?"

[kamloops_rose]

Delilah blinks up, and she's a little bit afraid of him, because his manners are very brusque, and he looks dangerous enough because of it.

“... nothing to be concerned with,” she says defensively. “Who's asking?”

[donteatthecandy]

"Name's Hansel. Who're you?" Yeah, he's a real charmer sometimes. He's still curiously looking over the dreamcatcher in progress.

[tomboy_22]

Well, we do like watching train wrecks.

So here comes a necromancer-panwere, not that it's written on her forehead (just ask Arthur). She's going to be found outside, actually, coming back or going in for a jog on one of the better paths. Someone probably shovels them - she helps out sometimes - because there's always a nice place for her to run.

Somewhere in the vicinity, there will be a white wolf - he's probably being very discreet. Lukas, we're told, takes his pack nomination as Anita's Hati very seriously.

Posted with Shar's permission. Lukas won't get involved unless things get bad. :-)

[donteatthecandy]

Hansel has come outside to see if he really is seeing what he thinks he's seeing, because that is snow, and it's supposed to be summer, dammit. And it is snow, he's disappointed to discover, which he isn't quite dressed for, but the sturdy leather he wears to protect himself in fights at least keeps him from getting too cold as he looks around. He glances over Anita briefly, noticing that she's pretty hot, but more of his attention at the moment is devoted to taking in his surroundings. If the white wolf is still he's probably missed it against the snow, for the moment at least.

[tomboy_22]

We're going to assume Lukas isn't moving much, of very fast. Anita will wave at the new guy. Gauging his clothes, she supposes he's not a regular (besides, she's been around for ages, she knows everybody, or almost).

“Hey,” she calls. “Not too cold out there?”

[donteatthecandy]

"Well," he says, rubbing his hands together to warm them, "I'm wondering why it isn't summer anymore." He's going to have to come up with something heavier to wear if this weather is going to last for a while.

[justiceis_blue]

We just could not resist, we do hope to be forgiven.

L will be found in the common room, looking with much interest at the bulletin board and sucking with extreme dedication on a massive lollipop.

He looks as absent as usual (and is as present as usual.)

[donteatthecandy]

The lollipop is what grabs Hanel's attention, and he doesn't bother suppressing a disgusted grimace and a small shudder. He can't even stand the taste of sugar anymore. "...That is fucking huge, how can you even eat that?"

[justiceis_blue]

L doesn't reply right away to the apostrophe, finishing his dedicated licking, yes he is. That thing does need to be worked on, after all.

“Patience and dedication,” he replies blandly.

And pausing, he'll give the man a neutral look. “Who might be asking?”

[donteatthecandy]

"Hansel," he answers, still eyeing the giant lollipop like it might bite back. "...That's disgusting."

Yeah, we think Gretel inherited the tact in this family, because Hansel certainly didn't.

[crimson_sugar]

This one might look a little more like she's from the right period, time or place, with her Victorian gown and her cut gloves. She's going to be out in the library, writing her diary frantically, angry as she is sometimes when things don't work to her advantage.

Hansel, meet Sugar, who does have a “Sugar sickness”, if we might say this of psoriasis. She's going to be tapping her lips thoughtfully, looking for words between paragraphs.

There, last of mine. Happy to do short threads if you like <3

[donteatthecandy]

Hansel glances at the way she writes so busily but he doesn't approach her right away. He does wonder a little what she's scribbling about, but he just goes past her to look out a window, judging the distance from the mansion to the woods.

[crimson_sugar]

Sugar looks up, because a shadow slipped between the natural light and her, and she'll frown when she sees the man blotting the window with his silhouette.

“I'd sooner not turn the light on in broad daylight, if it's all the same to you, sir,” she says, and her tone might seem a bit irritated.

That would be because she's quite irritable these days. Blame Cal.

[donteatthecandy]

His eyebrows go up and he raises his hands as he steps away from the window. "Well, excuse me. Didn't realize this was a private window." He doesn't have a lot of patience right now and he turns intending to go find a different window in a part of the library away from the nut with the notebook.