Grim Omens [OPEN]

Oct 03, 2009 14:50

Sharp Tongue is hunched over a patch of paving in the city, painting the ground with a brownish paste using her hand claws. Her eyes are bloodshot and her movements jerky. Symbols, shapes, things that may or may not have meaning. Something that could be a serpent, a man, a raptor, all figures delineated in messy smears. Swirls and slashes and spots ( Read more... )

red snout, sharp tongue, !status: open, loren, !location: the city

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raptorwithagun October 4 2009, 00:06:15 UTC
Red Snout approaches, claws clattering faintly on the pavement as comes up to his tribemate, eying the strange shapes she's marking out. Strange, very strange indeed.

"What are you doing?"

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snarky_raptor October 4 2009, 01:07:48 UTC
"I have spoken," she says, without even looking up or slowing in her furious painting, "with the spirits."

"I must mark it before I forget it."
"I do not yet know what it means."

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visserbasher October 4 2009, 05:14:30 UTC
Upon seeing two raptors, a sane person would perhaps quickly run in the other direction.

"What in- are you painting?"

Loren was, apparently, not a very sane person.

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snarky_raptor October 4 2009, 06:51:05 UTC
Sharp Tongue again does not look up.

"Yes," she says curtly, almost snappishly, "I am."

Almost done almost done almost dooonnnee...

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worm_dancer October 4 2009, 19:04:41 UTC
Sheeana is constantly coming and going from the worm pen, so it is no surprise when she finds her erstwhile acolyte staring intently at a patch of city street. She seems to wobble like one who has taken an overly large dose of Spice.

She squats on her heels in front of her, looking for signs of a too deep trance. She smells no flinty cinnamon, but remembers the compounds and tools of the 'raptor sayyadina's apprentice.

Instead she waits, saying nothing, merely checking to see if Sharp Tongue is responsive to her.

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snarky_raptor October 4 2009, 19:08:59 UTC
"Do you need something or do you distract me for no reason?" hisses the raptor, not looking up at Sheeana.

She's working!

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worm_dancer October 4 2009, 19:14:12 UTC
Sheeana grins. She's used to this pricklyness by now. It's part of Sharp Tongue's nature.

"I was curious...And I wanted to be sure you hadn't entered a too deep trance."

The figures aren't familiar to her but the ritual content is obvious.

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snarky_raptor October 4 2009, 19:16:15 UTC
"I spoke to the spirits. I need to remember what they said."

Scrabble scrabble scrabble.

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