7th Fairy Tale § Voice/Action

[tehoniongirl]

[It's the day before the festival and there is so much to be done and Jilly was determined to rise to the occasion. This meant that the artist, who was usually a bundle of activity, was currently imitating a whirlwind as she rushed about the school trying to tie up loose ends

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[voice]

[thedicearecast]

[Amelia is finished with the disaster that might have been last night's dinner, once upon a time, so she decides to reply when she sees the entry.]

I don't know about decorations, but I can probably help with setting up things.

[Because an artist, Amelia is not. She's not too bad when it comes to power tools though?]

[ooc: I'm good with any sort of cr, if you want them to be friends or anything? And good luck with the madness!]

[voice]

[tehoniongirl]

[ooc: yeessssss... /steals CR with all the Trigun members ever. She's Vash's sister, right? Giles' daughter? I think they're second cousins]

You have no idea how much I'd appreciate that. Really. I think I have more banners here than I know what to do with.

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[thedicearecast]

[ooc: Hee, awesome. And yes on all counts! ...Also, she's dating Legato. You can guess how happy everyone is about that.]

It's no problem. I'll head toward the school now.

[voice]

[tehoniongirl]

[ooc: Oh, Legato. And knowing Jilly, she's probably one of the few who's trying to give him a benefit of a doubt. Second chances and all that...;;]

[For all that she's running about like a madwoman, she's pretty easy to spot. There's a smudge of blue paint on her cheek (not to mention all the other colors in her hair and on her clothes) and she's currently trying to figure out how to get the spearheads on all the spears to stop wilting. Wilty spears will never do for skits about vanquishing the third party.]

[voice]

[noprevaricating]

Thanks for the warning.

[Although to be honest, as many times as Jilly is home a little late for whatever reason? He wasn't going to worry anyway.]

[voice]

[tehoniongirl]

Do you need me to bring anything back?

[voice]

[noprevaricating]

Nothing I can think of. Astonishingly, we have leftovers into next century.

[voice]

[tehoniongirl]

[a laugh] That's what you get for cooking enough to feed an army.

Alright, then. I don't think I'll be that late. But I'll see you in the morning if nothing else.

[Voice]

[eidolon_soul]

I can be there to help with the decorations soon!

[Voice]

[tehoniongirl]

You are a godsend, Rydia.

[and, when she arrives, Jilly's easy enough to spot. Wherever there's action there's the artist, offering a bit of advice, swooping in with needed supplies, or just giving a little bit of encouragement as she passes by.

When Rydia arrives, she's in the middle of carefully rolling up a finished banner to be stored until things are slightly less windy outside]

[Voice]

[eidolon_soul]

[Rydia strides in and waves to Jilly with a cheerful smile. Not participating in moving day all over again makes her a lot less prone to crankiness.]

I'm lucky, too. Thankfully, I wasn't part of that weird shift where everyone and their things were sent somewhere else. So, where do you want me?

[Voice]

[tehoniongirl]

Archie and I were missed in all of that too. It was just the rest of the family playing musical houses.

[Rydia gets a grin as Jilly looks up from the banner] Really, it's up to you. Some of the kids are still finishing up projects, I think we still need a couple shields for one of the skits Archie's directing, and we've got all the supplies you want if you had something in particular you wanted to do.

[a pause as she looks back over the cluttered art room] Except black paint... One of the kids got a little overenthusiastic.

[Voice]

[consultmybooks]

[Giles is also still in the school, checking over the instruments before things kick off tomorrow. He takes a second to reply to Jilly's request, but he does.]

I'm not terribly artistic, but is there anything I could do to help?

[Voice]

[tehoniongirl]

[hey cousin.]

How good are you with superglue?

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[consultmybooks]

I can safely promise that I'll only occasionally stick my hand to something.

[Voice]

[tehoniongirl]

Just the man I need, then.

You sure you aren't swamped with your own things?

[action]

[lists_to_port]

[Jilly, have you chosen a particularly dark and deserted path home on this windy night? Because there is a rather desperate highwayman---a man with a great deal of debt who wants to stop feeling like he is lying to his new fiancee and future family--who is doing everything he can to raise enough money to satisfy his voracious ex-wife---and who is robbing people along the roadway. He doesn't recognize the girl at first in the darkness, but she seems an easy enough target; masked and hooded and cloaked to protect his identity, Jack Sparrow steps into the path, sword drawn. Voice a hoarse whispering version of his normal happy tones.]

There's a toll here, miss, if you please.

[action]

[tehoniongirl]

[For all the dangers that found their way into Luceti, Jilly's always felt safe here. So she doesn't startle when the masked man stops her. She's almost too confused to be afraid. It's only when she realizes the moonlight glinting off metal is a sword that she actually steps back, eyes widening.

Jilly of this world might still be all about second chances...but highway men and criminals are out of her realm.]

A toll? What do you mean, a toll. There's never-

[but she knows. The mask is clue enough]

[action]

[lists_to_port]

[Oh, God. It's her. Jilly--the girl whose name he had tattooed into his arm in a fit of youthful infatuation, years before. Buffy's sister.

But he's gone this far; he can't back down, now--can he?

No. It has begun--I must see it through. Just. Carefully.]

There is now. You won't get hurt if you hand over all of your money now, lass.

[action]

[tehoniongirl]

[softly] You don't need to do this.

[it wasn't something she was about to fight for. The little bit she was carrying with her wasn't worth risking. But this wasn't a third party attack. This was one of their own.

She doesn't recognize the voice. He's been careful enough to see to that. But there wasn't any place in Luceti that Jilly hadn't been at least once. In different light, in different clothes...she was sure she'd know this person.

It didn't make it less frightening...but it meant her focus was on a little more than simply getting away]