Open RP: Mel with the worry-stick in the library

[totallyluminous]

The fact they have saved the world really ought to be a cause for celebration. A party in the Great Hall or something. None of them got injured, since there was no big brawl between the forces of good and evil, nothing that would look especially awesome in an action movie, just an angel in hand-painted basketball boots entreating a Navajo girl to

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[ra_tilt_chimera]

Zel happened to be in the library on one of his sporadic attempts to find a cure for the spell on him. He noticed someone familiar by the door. "Oh, hey, Mel!" A moment later, he registered her expression. Calculus hadn't been invented on his world yet, but he got the general gist. "What's wrong?"

[totallyluminous]

'Mmm?' Ah, Zel. She smiles, and rakes her hair back from her face, wincing as some of it gets caught in her nails. 'Just mindless worrying, you know? Recently--everything sort of...changed.'

Yeah, that'll do. 'I'm just a bit confused and trying to catch up with it all, you know? And now my--a friend's acting a bit loopy, and I'm not sure if it's because everything's changed or for another, worse, reason.'

Mel trails off, looking past Zel to the neatly shelved books beyond him, hues of brown and red and green all rich and stamped in archaic presses. Then she snaps back and smiles a bit too brightly. 'So! How're you?'

[ra_tilt_chimera]

Zel shrugged. "I'm fine. Looking for a cure as usual." This, and occasionally Lina doing inscrutable cat things, was the only reason he was ever in the Library. "Wish I could help you with your problem, but you know how good I am at relationships."

[totallyluminous]

That, at least, makes her giggle, and she spreads her hands. 'We just completed this major mission, yeah? We should be out partying, seriously. Instead they're both suddenly being very quiet and ex--no, I don't mean excluding.' She sighs. 'What do I mean? Who knows.'

There is a short pause, and then she says, slightly mournfully, '...I just want a big party.' She may be trying for light-heartedness.

[red_eyed_l]

Well, for lack of a better answer, B has put little booties on Beyond.

Pissing Beyond off beyond belief, but at least he can't scratch B anymore.

B picked him up to leave, but stopped when he saw someone at the door.

[totallyluminous]

Mel looks up and starts. It's rude of her, but she doesn't tend to meet anyone with red eyes unless they're--you know--evil.

'I'm not Maia,' she tells the potential demon, and then winces. Ah, crap, and now they know Maia's here. 'She--left days ago.' Why are you lying to protect your demonic double, Mel?

[red_eyed_l]

"Who is Maya?" B tilts his head. "Mel...Beeby. I'm B." Beyond tried to get out of his arms. "And this is mean B."

[totallyluminous]

Maia? Well, she just happens to be a demon who kept trying to kill me before I could save the world, and now I have she's being hunted by Hell. And how the Hell did you get my name?

Instead of saying this, Mel blushes somewhat and stammers, 'Sorry--thought you were someone else. Hi...B? And your...um, well, your cat with the same name probably doesn't like me 'cause I smell like dog.'

But that in itself has her hackles rising. Animals love angels, scent or no scent.

[frioggrusom]

Nemi was making sparkles. Wheee, sparkles! She'd learned how to make blue ones, green ones, red ones and was now practicing gold ones, which was lots of fun. Soon she'd be able to do other, more complicated things! Like making things float. Definitely. It would be sweet. Only she was having some trouble with the gold, as they tended to come out greener than she wanted. So Nemi, never much for patience, waved her wand furiously, sending sparks all over the place.

When her green sparkles got too close to the pondering dark-haired girl by the door, they instantly turned gold and shimmery, and began swirling happily through the air like drunken snowflakes.

"Ooo," said Nemi, happily surprised, and looked from the sparkles to her wand. "Cool. How did I do that?"

[totallyluminous]

Mel looks up and laughs delightedly, catching the sparkles in her hands. Remember this, angel girl; you are NOT an angel here. Stop telling everyone you are. She smiles at Nemi, though it looks a little forced. 'I--don't know? Practice?'

Mel shakes her head and lets the gold settle in some strands like a crown. She makes a face. 'How do I look?'

[frioggrusom]

"Pretty damn sparkly." Nemi paused, watching the crown. It looked like something an Elf might wear. (Tolkien Elf. Not a House one. Much less ethereal.) "How are you doing that?"

Seriously. She couldn't even see a wand.

[totallyluminous]

Mel grins uneasily. 'Natural aura. I just react well to magic, that's all.' With a shake of her hair again, she rises and the gold spirals float down around her like some veil of light. Show-off.

'Have we met? I'm Mel.'

[gamerspy]

There are people who walk and read at the same time. Matt is the kind of person who walks and plays handheld video consoles at the same time. Which is slightly riskier, since some games you just can't play without swearing at the screen and generally getting emotional.

Which is why anyone in the library might hear, "Starscream, you useless metal fuck," being called a little too loudly. Matt hasn't noticed, but then he's about to walk into Mel's table.

[totallyluminous]

That makes her jump and abandon any thoughts she had of rereading Pride and Prejudice. All she will hear is Willoughby repeating Matt's words. She lurches to her feet as Matt homes in on her, and if he has a speck of peripheral vision he will notice a blurry blot loom up ahead.

But just in case, she calls, 'Watch it!'. In a nice way.

[gamerspy]

His peripheral vision skills are pretty good (which is why he hasn't actually broken his neck, after almost forty minutes of wandering like this). His head snaps up, and he grins, a little sheepishly.

"Uh. Hey." Frowning back down at the game before pausing it. "I said that out loud, didn't I?"

[totallyluminous]

Mel grins her dazzling smile (side-effect of becoming divine, others including death). 'Yeah, I didn't want to interfere at first. Too worried you might be having an actual argument with someone named Starscream.' There are weirder names.

'I don't play many videogames,' she excuses herself. 'I don't really know game fever.'

[fiercefluffy]

There are subtle differences between Mel and Maia. Octavian can tell the difference, these days, quite well.

He knows it's Melanie and he goes over to greet her anyway, for his own reasons.

"Hello," he says. "How have you been?"

[totallyluminous]

About to warn him she's not Maia, Mel looks up and changes her mind. No, she reckons he's fairly clear on that now. She's also clearer on how to act around him. Thank you, Cody.

(About the only way Octavian could react well to her vibes is if she whacked him with angel electricity to wake his potential up. She did it once to Shakespeare by accident and he managed to get him and his friends out of drowning.)

So she gives him a tired smile and ruminates on her answer. 'Mostly good, thank you,' she replies. 'The castle's been quieter lately. Maia left for a while, didn't she?'

[fiercefluffy]

"For a while, yes. It's wiser under the circumstances that she be here where she can't get hurt too badly. If I knew more about the circumstances I might speculate further."

Hint. Octavian would like to know more. Maia hasn't exactly been forthcoming with the information, probably because there isn't a blessed thing either of them can do about it. But he likes to know anyway. Knowledge is power, even when it doesn't feel that way.

"I understand you're due some measure of congratulations."

[totallyluminous]

Mel quirks a small smile. Wise, in her predicament? Maia won't like it, not at all. She wants a fight, but she knows she won't win