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Post by Acacia-Green on Jan 7, 2017 22:09:48 GMT -7
When Kiku smiled at her she smiled back, and at the compliment on performing beautifully she averted her gaze shyly but inwardly felt a warm bloom of pride that threatened to go straight to her head. She was so pleased with the compliment that she almost didn't care when Violet jabbed her in the side with her elbow, though it smarted. She had no idea what Violet had done that for, and she confused look she shot her probably told her that plainly, if she was even paying attention to Green and not just staring wistfully at Kiku.
Kiku asked if Violet had anywhere they could go as the information he had was potentially sensitive. Green felt like perhaps this was the end of her time with him, as she was no one important enough to hear sensitive information, however Violet turned and asked her if she had time to join the two of them back at her apartment. She bit her lip, looking conflicted. She wanted to join them, mostly because Kiku was the first person she could ever remember to call her a friend and she didn't want to leave so soon, and she also didn't want to leave him alone with Violet. But on the other hand, she had already spent much more time than Father would expect from her. And if Kiku was telling Violet important information, he probably didn't want Green around. "Oh um, Father will be wondering why I'm gone so long, and I don't want to intrude..."
Last Edit: Jan 12, 2017 23:51:50 GMT -7 by Acacia-Green
Post by Kikuriku Gouken on Jan 9, 2017 17:39:22 GMT -7
The idea of Green leaving their little party of three left Kiku feeling disgruntled. He was almost sure that Green had no more relevant information for him, now that she had lead him the captivating beauty that was Violet, but he appreciated her company. He had gained another friend. Since Na’il was murdered, Kiku had mostly kept to himself, but in recent months he had met Rose, Green and now Violet as people who he felt he could consider as friends.
I’m killing it with the ladies! I need to start forging some bonds with some men. Brotherly bonds that are capable of withstanding any hardships! I’m thinking road trip!
“Oh, come on Greenie. Please come with us! I’d like you to hear this too! One more story, between friends. I can trust you with this, absolutely. Just tell your father you ran into a dashingly handsome thief who stole your groceries and you had to apprehend him.” He placed a friendly hand on Green's shoulder. Her skin felt less like green than he'd hoped.
Kiku turned his attention to Violet. He took a moment to examine the woman, who had a rather plain looking face that somehow stood out despite no remarkably striking features. Kiku supposed that it was her lips that were so striking – they were big. Borderline obnoxiously so, but it just looked right. This woman was definitely interesting.
“And you, Vi. I would love to go to your apartment and hash out some details about my story.”
Post by Violet Macar on Jan 9, 2017 18:27:58 GMT -7
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He was such a terrible influence on little Miss Green and Violet loved it. It was about time that boring old Green did something other than cook, clean, and read. She also couldn't help but enjoy his humour, and flirtatious nature. Perhaps if his information was good, Violet could make a point of making him her informant. Researcher. Something of that vein. Something to keep them in touch. Of course, if his information wasn't good he could earn it somehow else.
"Then off we go! A little privacy never hurt anyone, hm?" She transmuted her quill back into a hairpin with a flourish, and slung her bag back over her shoulder. Once everything seemed set, and as though nothing was going to go falling all over the place, she locked elbows with the two and began to traipse back down the street to her apartment.
The apartment wasn't far, just a block and a half from The Tablet. It was one of the nicer buildings on the block, evidence of her success with The Tablet. "You'll need to excuse the mess," She noted as she unlocked the front doors and began up the stairs. Her apartment was on the top floor, and as she opened the door it was a pretty impressive place. It seemed chic and modern, styled with some of the better interior fashions of the time. It was the curtains that set everything off though. Not just the windows were curtained, but all of the walls, too, and all in blue or purple. They seemed to hold in a scent - maybe incense, to the unknowing nose. The place was certainly a mess, too. Crumpled papers all over the place, parchment tacked onto the walls, clothes all over the floor.
"Alright, alright," She let go of their arms and rushed through the room, snagging up some of her more intimate pieces of laundry and tossing them into a separate room as she waved them in. Hopping down onto mattress in the middle of her living room - she had no couches, only different sizes of bed. "Any food, drinks, or... miscellaneous I can offer you?"
Post by Acacia-Green on Jan 9, 2017 22:12:29 GMT -7
Green wouldn't admit how happy she was to hear Kiku immediately request that she stay. He said he could trust her with his story, and she felt a surge of pride at being worthy of his trust. When he placed a hand on her shoulder it felt different than when Father did it, but it gave her the same amount of happiness. For a moment she could forget about Father and Violet and everything and just imagine that she was out here just with Kiku, spending time with a real friend, without any responsibilities waiting for her at home. It was a nice thought, even though it only lasted for a moment. "O-okay," she assented, smiling happily, if a little uncertainly, at the boy.
Green felt inside of her that she was making the wrong decision in agreeing to go with them, but wrong for who was another question entirely. She hoped that if... when Father got angry with her, Violet would be able to give him a good excuse, because Green knew she wouldn't be able to lie to him. She couldn't say she liked the woman, but in this instance she felt almost like a co-conspirator, and Green hoped that she would have her back.
The walk to Violet's apartment was quick, or maybe it just felt like it because she was simultaneously elated to be doing something so outside the norm, and terrified of the repercussions. When they got there Violet said they would have to excuse the mess, and when they went inside Green had the almost immediate need to clean. This place was.. a mess. It almost pained her physically. Speaking of physical pain, her legs were beginning to get very sore from overuse, and she would be glad to give them a rest. She was sure she was limping.
The strangest thing about the room, besides everything, was that there were no proper seats but rather a bunch of mattresses all over the floor. She wondered if Violet lived with other people, and if she just didn't have a bedroom? How strange. Violet offered food, drinks, or miscellaneous to the two of them. "May I please have a glass of water?" Green asked in response. She looked to the mattresses on the floor sceptically, mostly just worried that sitting strangely on them would only make her legs more sore.
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Post by Kikuriku Gouken on Jan 10, 2017 18:12:39 GMT -7
Immediately as Kiku walked into Violet’s apartment, he collapsed hard onto the nearest mattress. He hadn’t lay down and rested in what felt like weeks. Coupled with his daring adventures with Rose, walking around with Green had been a tiresome affair, even if he had loved every minute of it.
The mattress wasn’t nearly as soft as he had hoped, and it didn’t smell as flowery as Violet had. In fact, the mattress had a distinct smell to it – an odor – that assaulted the senses. It demanded to be smelt, you could not ignore it. It smelt of shame. Kiku opened his eyes to see the source of that shame.
Violet’s apartment was a mess. Messier than anything Kiku had lived in, and that was saying something. Stacks of papers, clothes and other, more intimate clothes scattered the space and Kiku had to wonder how this woman got anything done. Perhaps hers were the right ears to tell of Ichabod – she’d probably lose any evidence immediately.
Still, her apartment had a certain charm to it, and it seemed to fit her very well. Violet offered food, drink and booty but had sat down and seemed to not want to get back up, so Kiku declined. Green, on the other hand, asked for some water, and Kiku almost looked at her funny. Who would accept anything but the third option? Alas, Green was a good girl.
Kiku was not a good boy.
“So, ladies, now that I’ve got you both into bed – what do you know about potentially world ending calamaties?”
Post by Violet Macar on Jan 11, 2017 15:48:28 GMT -7
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A glass of water, and nothing? Dear Mothers, how dreadfully dull. Did her apartment even have water? Violet didn’t know. She wouldn’t go near the stuff. Not that she wouldn’t bathe, but drinking water? Gross.
“Suit yourselves,” She sighed, not getting up, not getting Green water. She would be steadfast in her silent insistence that water was not a drink. Thank goodness Kiku wouldn’t be quite so offensive, though nothing was still offensive. Thankfully, he saved it by being a dastardly rakish flirt - a flirt with apparently world-ending calamity style information.
“In fact I’ve heard of many,” Violet smirked, turning over onto her stomach and reaching around the back of the mattress she was on. As she continued, she threw various items behind her, digging for something evidently important, “Let’s see, there’s the Lonely Days which would be the apocalypse where all of the gods stop being gods and leave us to destroy ourselves... ” -- a few books piling up -- “Then my personal favourite is where the gods don’t leave, but they pick their favourites, pull them into the Motherland, and blast the rest of us heathens to delightfully sinful smithereens…” -- An empty fishbowl came out next, with no sign of a fish -- “There’s plenty of them, some more ridiculous than others. I’d be more than curious to find out what kind of end of the world has found you, Kiku, and-- ah!” She pulled herself back up, flipping over with not even a semblance of concern for propriety.
In her hand was a strange glass contraption. It was purple and half empty with water, and looked like something out of a mad scientist’s lair. The base was larger than the top, and there was a piece of glass that stuck out from the thick, almost spherical base, the stem-like piece ended in a small bowl that Violet began filling with a pungent smelling herb that smelled even worse when she added fire into the mix and the herb’s smell turned into a smoke smell that filled the room more completely than the mattresses.
She got up from the mattress she was on - no, not to get Green a water, she ought to be over that by now, in Violet’s opinion - and moved to the one Kiku was at, waving a hand to summon a journal to her, and then nodding her head to turn the hairpin into a quill once more, which fell to her lap as she sat. She passed the bong off to Green and opened the journal to write, “So! What kind of calamity should we expect, darling?”
Post by Acacia-Green on Jan 11, 2017 18:16:10 GMT -7
Green tried not to be disappointed when Violet made absolutely no move to actually get her any water. Technically all she had asked was if there was anything she could offer them, and not said that she would actually get them anything if they asked. Kiku had collapsed immediately onto a mattress and he hadn't asked Violet for anything. Violet's response was 'suit yourselves' and Green couldn't figure out if she meant that they should get themselves things if they wanted it, or that they would be getting nothing at all. It wasn't enough permission to count, so she simply sat down on a nearby mattress and smoothed out her long skirt absently, looking notably uncomfortable.
Kiku asked what the two of them knew about worl-ending calamities and Green shook her head to indicate she didn't know anything, while Violet immediately perked up because of course she knew plenty about it. She knew about everything, really, because she was always out looking for stories for the Tablet. Green watched with fascination as Violet threw things around while she spoke, eventually pulling out a device that Green didn't recognize and she set something inside of it on fire and made a lot of disgusting-smelling smoke puff out. It made breathing more difficult for her, probably more difficult than for Violet or Kiku, but Green didn't say anything because she was not one to complain.
Now, Violet moved over to Kiku's mattress and passed the strange device to Green while she summoned a journal and quill and asked Kiku what they should expect. Green took the strange device wordlessly and held it gingerly in her hands, turning her head away from it to avoid breathing in its smoke.
Last Edit: Jan 12, 2017 23:50:41 GMT -7 by Acacia-Green
Post by Kikuriku Gouken on Jan 12, 2017 18:44:08 GMT -7
As Kikuriku lay on the bed, propped up on his arms like a fifteen year old school girl at a slumber party, he watched Violet pull out a bong and light up what he could only assume was a narcotic substance and pass it to Green. He wondered if Green would be the sort of person who would partake in the green, but he doubted it. The look on her face almost immediately confirmed it – Green didn’t like the green.
He looked at Violet, the perfect embodiment of insanity, and smiled. She said near Kiku, eagerly awaiting his story. He wasn’t sure now after having built it up to be so much that it was anything world-ending, especially in comparison to stories of gods abandoning the people. However, he knew the terror that Ichabod brought, and that terror was a lot more real that some phony deities picking favourites.
“Well, I was in the Esper Wood – you know that lovely little forest over in… that way,” Kiku pointed in an arbitrary direction, “Quaint place, really. Dazzling. Great place to be alone with a special lady. Anywho, I ran into a man there by the name of Ichabod – and he was collecting these little flowers. Pennyroyals, I’ve now come to learn. And if you know anything about those flowers, you know that they can be bad news. Trust me, I learned all of this yesterday.
Anyway, while I was in the forest running into Ichabod, he told me something. A story – very nice, very moving. Terrifying, really. It was about eating people; boys, I think, thought that might not be relevant. I’m rambling, sorry, I’ve had so much time to think about it and now that it’s time to say it all, I feel like I’m missing so much information!
Anyways, Ichabod eats babies! That’s what I’m getting at. That's what the Pennyroyals are for! He is some sort of demon out there, eating babies, and I assure you that it’s a bigger deal than I’m making it out to be.” Kiku was shaking. Despite his quick-talking and his relaxed posture, he was close to sweating bullets.
Post by Acacia-Green on Jan 12, 2017 19:42:35 GMT -7
Green thought that perhaps she was being punished. This smoky thing was bad enough, and the mess, and these mattresses, and she was actually really thirsty and she didn't have any water and she didn't know where anything in Violet's place was and she also didn't know if she had permission to get water anyway, and in addition to that she saw Kiku give her a look that appeared to be... disappointed? and then he turned and smiled at Violet. Violet! Everything had started to go bad as soon as Violet had come around. Or maybe it was when she had agreed to go with them when she knew she should have gone home. She should have gone home. With Father, she knew exactly what to do. What to say. How to act. She knew what he wanted, and she knew exactly what his facial expressions meant. With Kiku it was different, and with Violet even moreso. She didn't know what she was supposed to do now that she was here, outside of her usual parameters. Outside of the routine of her normal life. She was lost, and so she sat quietly and did nothing, and listened as Kiku began to tell his tale.
This story was different than the last one. It didn't seem to have as much cohesion, but then again who was she to judge a story? It ended basically with Kiku exclaiming that Ichabod ate babies, and that the pennyroyals he was picking were somehow related. Green knew a bit about pennyroyals but it was mostly conjecture, as the effects weren't properly studied by medical professionals and mostly passed on as old wives tales. She didn't think they had anything to do with eating babies though, but she saw that Kiku looked genuinely unnerved. She shifted the strange device to only one hand and placed her free hand on his knee which was the only thing she could reach from her mattress across from his and Violet's. She didn't know what to say, but she smiled reassuringly.
Last Edit: Jan 12, 2017 23:50:19 GMT -7 by Acacia-Green
Post by Violet Macar on Jan 13, 2017 9:38:55 GMT -7
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She had to admit, Kiku's story was a little disappointing. Evidently, Green either noticed Violet's face shift, or was simply uncomfortable, as she reached out to touch Kiku's knee. This was enough to have Violet smirking again, and she pulled the bong out of Green's hands, shaking it lightly to make the bong water splash as she told the girl, "Thought you wanted water?" She took a hit, and then passed it off to Kiku, who might become less disappointing with some intoxication. He just seemed...
"That snail of a tale tensed you right up, didn't it? Do like I do," With the bong out of her hands she took to the journal, tapping at the few notes she had made. They weren't much: Pennyroyals. Aurcaele. Cannibal?? She could placate him, pretend this was as world-shaking as he believed. Or, she could tell him not to worry, and perhaps relax him to the point where he could still prove a use (whether to him or Green she wasn't too picky). In the end, she decided it might be best to fit herself somewhere in the middle.
"Well, it certainly sounds like a doozy. But!" She transmuted her quill into a Pennyroyal. They weren't common in Artavia, but she had traveled enough to see them. Hell, she'd used them herself to get rid of an unwanted pregnancy. Pennyroyal tea down the hatch so that a babe doesn't fall right out your snatch, was the saying she had come up with at the time. She pointed the transmuted quill at Kiku teasingly, "There's plenty of conjecture, too. I'm not the matron of truth, darling, but I really think you ought to relax a little more. An investigation seems right for this type of dark deal, but-- Let's assume the facts. A bard in Aurcaele was picking Pennyroyals, yes? If there were any man to pick them, a bard seems about right. How many women might he have lain with? And how many would desire the fruit of his loins? Tsk tsk." She waved the flower around, finally transmuting it back into a quill.
"I'm not opposed to baseless gossip when it can knock someone down a few pegs, no, in fact I've gone to Daisy Wright at The Tablet with similar information but..." She put her hand on Green's hand on Kiku, copying Green with the motion, but hardly being reassuring, "It seems to have frightened you deeply..." Her thumb and index finger found the sides of Green's cool hand, and moved it up an inch before reaching up to pat Kiku's cheek, "And I don't believe you have so large of a reason to stress, darling."
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