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Foxmantle 01-Dec-22 12:21 AM
This roleplay will include the following Trigger Warnings: Drug Abuse, Alcohol Use, Drug Overdose, Death, Murder, Threats of violent, possible acts of said violence in detail, self harm, childhood traumatic event discussions, and more to be included as roleplay progresses. This will be edited as needed. If I miss any triggers you notice reading, first I apologize and please inform me so I can add them. (edited)
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Foxmantle 01-Dec-22 12:28 AM
Optional Character sheets for background story's and more context: Theo(Ripley): https://tinyurl.com/Theoevanoff Paige(Ripley): https://tinyurl.com/Paigemaddox Morrue(Blue Hound): https://tinyurl.com/Morrue (edited)
THEO EVANOFF CHARACTER SHEET
Name: Theo Evanoff Gender/Pronouns: Non-Binary, They/Them, occasionally he/him (AFAB) Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Pansexual Age: 23 Birthdate: December 21st Birthplace: Ukraine Resides: America Ethnicity: Eastern Slavic Occupation: Thief & Hacker, part time business owner Height: 5'2 Build:...
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PAIGE MADDOX CHARACTER SHEET
Name: Paige Maddox Gender/Pronouns: Female, She/Her Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Lesbian Age: 28 Birthdate: November 11th Birthplace: America Resides: America Ethnicity: White Occupation: None 'officially' Height: 5'8 Build: Slim Skin Tone: Pale Hair: blonde, long Eyes: Blue Identifying Mar...
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Morrue Norbuo Character Sheet
Name: Morrue (moor-roo) Norbuo (nor-boh) Nickname: Rue Gender/Pronouns: Female, She/her Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Panromantic Age: Appears around late 20’s Birthdate: December 1st sometime in the 1970’s Birthplace: Classified Species: Rat/Owl/Human hybrid Language(s): Muridian and English R...
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Paige BOT 01-Dec-22 05:14 PM
(1/7) 3 YEARS AGO The sound of the door bell ringing pulled me out of the horror book I was enjoying. Grabbing my phone, the time read 10:54 PM causing my brow to knit together in confusion and annoyance. The only person I could think of bothering me at this hour was that mutt of a Sheriff. She never gave me much peace and quiet after what I did at the hospital so long ago. Not that she could prove my guilt, and I would die before she ever got the satisfaction. I pushed myself away from my office desk, now in the room that used to belong to my parents and walked towards the door. I took a side eyed glance at the demon Alkahest that had been watching me silently for some hours now. I knew better than to poke at him and get him really mad. He knew better than to do the same to me. Our cold war was currently at a standstill. His dark ashy gray skin blended in with the dark corners of my home as he kept all six of his arms folded together in an unthreatening manner. I didn't give him any more acknowledgement as I left the room and made my way down the stairs and to the entrance hall, where once I opened the door, to my surprise I was greeted by Amber's smiling face and not the scowl of a power abusing werewolf here to accuse me of crimes I might or might not had committed. It was lightly raining outside and it was clear by the dampness of her clothes and bright red hair that she had walked all the way here. Before I could say anything Amber pushed past me and walked right to my living room. I closed the door, locking it before following my friend. She turned on her heels to face me, hands behind her back and bouncing slightly in excitement. I took a moment to center myself so I wouldn't look at the way her clothes clung to her curves. I had to keep those desires in check. I instead made a calculated effort to meet her eyes with mine. I opened my mouth to speak but she cut me off. "I got accepted to grad school!" She squealed, throwing her hands up and then
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(2/7) pulled me into an overjoyed celebration hug. I stood there dumbfounded for a moment before I felt my body release the tension and wrapped my arms around her shoulders tightly. I took a moment to enjoy the Bath and Body Works sweet pea perfume she still had been using since high school that lingered on her skin before gently using my hands on her shoulders to put some distance between us so I could see her golden brown eyes that matched her namesake. "Amber! That's amazing! I'm so proud of you!" I told her sincerely. She was one of the very few people in my life that deserved any amount of gentleness I could give. "You could have told me over a text or like, a phone call.." I continued giving a hint in my tone to the odd unannounced visit. She chuckled as she took a few steps away from me. She gently grabbed my hand to tug me over to the couch. I felt an intense blush attempt to expose the butterflies trying to escape the pit of my stomach as she invited me to sit down next to her. "I wanted you to be the first to hear the good news." Her tone was impish which was a warning that she had other plans in mind than just coming over to tell me she got into graduate school. I raised an eyebrow giving hint to my growing suspicion. "...and?" "...and, I wanted to celebrate." Amber let go of my hand that she had been still holding even after we sat down and reached into her jeans front pocket. I didn't know what to expect when she pulled out a small bag with an off white colored powder-like substance inside. I recognized the drug immediately. It was something I had done before, but Amber had not. I tried to quickly snatching the bag from her hand but she pulled it away from my reach. "Amber, I told you to wait for me to find a trustworthy source. Heroin isn't something to fuck around with." I chastised her. I knew this was something she wanted to try. She had done a few different kinds of drugs in different ways with my guidance. Normally I wouldn't care
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(3/7) if it was just me and some rando but Amber was different. She scoffed at me rolling her eyes and responded, "It's not like it's Fentanyl." I felt my heart sink as I took in the tone of what she just said to me. It was her way of trying to downplay the severity of what she wanted to try, but it had a hidden double meaning behind it. A secret of mine that I shared with her when we were alone and drunk. I felt my mental walls starting to rise as flashes of memories haunted my mind. I looked away from Amber as I curled my hands into tight fists against my sweat pants and bit the inside of my cheek to hold in my tongue so it wouldn't lash out at her for saying such a thing. Amber knew what it looked like when I was shutting down and starting to go into a spiral of mental torment. I felt her fingers suddenly curl around my chin as she forcefully yanked my face back towards hers. She didn't release her grip and I could feel her nails biting into my skin. She had a serious determination in her eyes to keep my attention on her. This wasn't the first time Amber had touched me so forcefully. She was the only person who ever could get away with it and not feel my full wrath after all. I was weak with her, not that she felt that way about our dynamic. "Do you regret it?" She asked me sternly. She had asked me this question many times before. My answer was always the same but it felt like she was testing my resolve constantly. I took a moment to breathe in and out of my nose before I gave her the answer I always gave. "No. I would do it again if I had to." I answered honestly. A smile curled on her lips, satisfied with my response before she let my chin go replying, "Good. You won't regret this either, so stop being a buzzkill and let's have some fun, okay? I'm safe with you. You know what you're doing and you'll take care of me like you always have right?" Her tone had shifted back to lighthearted and bubbly as if she didn't just drop a dark 'joke' on me
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(4/7) just a few minutes prior. That was all it took to make me submit to what she wanted to do. No long drawn out argument, just her telling me that I made her feel safe. That nothing bad was going to happen to the two of us ever again. After all, we had already seen the worst this town had to offer. I had pulled Amber into my habits, but soon she would leave for a better school and better opportunities. She would have a chance at a life I never could have. For now, she could chase away her figurative demon, while I chased away my litteral one that was lurking around every dark corner of this house and we would do it together.. I woke up to the thunderous storm outside with an extremely dry mouth and my head feeling foggy. I didn't know how long I had slept for but I wasn't surprised that I had passed out. Drowsiness was one of the major side effects. I was in my bed and could feel someone laying next to me. Rolling over I saw the back of Amber's head as she was sleeping on her side facing away from me. This was also not surprising for me. I kept only one bed in my house now that my parents didn't live here and Amber had shared my bed after multiple benders. I noticed a faint light coming from the TV on the other side of the room. It was on pause from the horror musical film we must've watched before we passed out. I reached out to put my hand on Amber's shoulder and gave her a few light shrugs to try and wake her up. "Amber..come'on wake up. It might be morning soon. You got work." I said softly, trying not to wake her too harshly. When she didn't respond I gave a bit more of a shove and this time she came towards me, laying on her back. Her arm flopped causing her hand to make contact with my skin. She felt unnaturally cold. I shot up in a sitting position and turned on the bedside light before turning my attention back to her. I placed my hand against her check and moved her head towards me. I started to give her a few light taps on her cheek as I said
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(5/7) much louder than before, "Amber, stop playing with me now. Wake up!" Panic started to wash over me as I felt no heat from her cheek, and noticed no air coming from her nose or mouth. I could see that her chest was still. I took a broken breath from my mouth as I moved my fingers to the pulse point on her neck. Nothing. "Shit! SHIT!" I exclaimed as I rolled over her to her side of the bed so I was on my feet beside her. I checked for signs of life and then rolled her back to her side to see if her airways needed cleared from possibly suffocating on bile, but nothing was there. I then pushed her onto her back once more and attempted to do CPR as calmly as I possibly could. Her heart must have slowed and stopped. I had no idea how long she had been like this and she was ice cold, but you aren't dead until you're warm and dead. I kept trying and trying to bring her back from the brink until I was panting with exhaustion. "Hm, looks like you really did kill one of your friends this time.." I snapped my head up at Alkahest who was watching with a sharp toothed grin. I wanted to lash out at him but he was baiting me and I couldn't take it. I took a moment to think as I ran my hands through the top of my scalp. I knew that ghosts usually haunted the place they died at or a place that had great significance to them in life if they didn't move on. I closed my eyes for a single moment knowing that maybe I could do something if she was here. I opened myself up the thin veil that separated the living and the dead before calling out for her. "Amber..if you're still here, come to me. I-I think I can fix this but I need you to be here, please." I could start to hear growing whispers of desperate dead trying to find me and beg me to end their torment or save them, but not one of them was Amber. Alkahest laughed at me. "She's not here, little witch. There is a spell I know of…in the grimoire all you have to do is-" "NO." I yelled at him defiantly. I read a
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(6/7) lot of the Grimoire over the years but using the spells increased the risk of releasing him. He was trying to trick me into working with him again. "I'll do this on my own. I'm more powerful than you ever give me credit for." I said before running to my office to find my stash of unique notes and possible ingredients I would need. I found what looked like a resurrection spell and grabbed a necklace Amber had gifted me. It was of a bronze owl that always made me chuckle when I saw it, because unknown to Amber it reminded me of another close friend I had that she couldn't meet. I rushed back to her side and prepared myself to do a spell I had never done before. It required the soul to be someone close to me, and Amber had to be willing. I saw no reason she wouldn't be willing. She was young, beautiful and had so much to live for. I started the spell by allowing my power to flow into my veins. This part was difficult because I was still foggy and muted from participating with the drugs but I was determined to push past my own inebriated state to save her. I placed the necklace on her chest and closed my eyes as I placed my hands against her cheeks. I could feel my hands start to glow with power as I willed her body to mend. It was soon after I could feel a soul hurling towards me from a far off distance. It got closer and closer till it crashed into Amber's chest and she took a loud and sudden gasp of air. I opened my eyes with relief and satisfaction before I noticed something was wrong. Her bright red hair was still red, but muting into a more reddish brown color. Two feathers suddenly appeared out of the thick wavy hair and her eyes were now two different colors. "A-amber?" The response I would get back that night wasn't what I expected or wanted. I had been responsible for the death of Amber Danvers. I was also responsible for giving life to Morrue, my ghostly animal hybrid best friend that now no longer haunted the high school I used to
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(7/7) attend, but occupied Amber's body. @💕Blue💕 (I am so, so sorry. Lmao) ((For everyone who reads, more context can be found in paiges character sheet))
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Morrue BOT 03-Dec-22 01:47 PM
My nearly black eyes snapped open as the strong scent of rain penetrated my nostrils. Sitting up from my resting position on the rooftop of the high school, I shifted my gaze east. A scowl placed itself across my face as I noticed quickly approaching dark grey cumulonimbus clouds. Despite the storm not affecting me, old habits die hard and I will myself to sink through the roof and into the room below. Right as I set my feet on the floor, a flash of lightning brightens up the dark and vacant classroom for a moment. Following that, the clap of thunder is violent enough to shake the building. “Frr fuck's sake… why couldn’ a been a simple drizzle? Why a fuckin’ storm” I grumbled as I ran my fingers through my straight dark brown hair. While the storm continued to get worse outside, I decided to do my daily check-in around the school. By no means was looking at every single room to take note of if something changed was exciting or fun. It was just something to do to pass the ungodly boredom of not being able to fly around in the sky or listen in on teenage gossip during school hours. Playing hide and seek with the rats in the building wasn’t too bad, but a recent extermination call got the mischief into hiding for now. .
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I was in the middle of trying to remember whether or not Mrs. Geiger had her ugly little troll facing toward the class or toward her when a sudden twang from my core breaks my concentration. Alarmed, I look down at myself with knitted brows and rest my hand against my chest. The feeling came again not long after and stayed. My eyes widened in fear as the discomfort started to increase with each pulse. A screech of pain erupted from my vocal cords as the built-up agony suddenly exploded throughout the rest of my body. Before I knew it, I was flying out of the school, into the storm, directly toward an all too familiar house, and into a body whose name I couldn’t place my tongue on. The sudden onslaught of actually having functioning organs, the feeling of warmth, breathing, and other things was such a shock to me my brain lagged as it tried to remember how to work as a living being. Once I was able to start getting a hold of myself, I heard a muffled voice, and saw a blurry figure leaning over me, touching me. “P-Paige…?” I croaked out as my vision focused. My brow immediately furrowed once I heard my voice. It wasn’t my voice. The unique accent of my homeland and people was present, but that was all.
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Paige BOT 03-Dec-22 03:50 PM
When she spoke my name, even broken it sounded like Amber, but the accent was new and unique for Amber's soft tone. I had heard that accent from only one person before. The feathers in her hair, that one new eye color was also familiar. In my gut I knew what the result was but I didn't understand why. I was standing over her with my hands frozen against her face giving a slightly confused and scared look up to my shocked and horrified one. A booming laughter from Alkahest still in the same spot he had been in broke me from my trance as I snapped my head up in his direction. "I watched your friend die, little witch. She chose to move on. I didn't know what the result you would get but this is even better than I imagined." He explained to me between his amusement of my pain and grief. Those feelings were replaced with an undeniable red hot anger. "You son of a bitch!" I screamed at him, forgetting momentarily of Morrue and her new situation. I had no clue at that moment that in the new mortal body she couldn't see that I was talking to Alkahest. She had seen him a few times before in my home when I had her here as a ghost chained to me before she would have to return to the school. I would have happily let Morrue haunt my home permanently but keeping those kinds of spells up for long periods of time had its own exhausting effects on my physical body. I was reminded of my damning limitations as I tried to move away and around the bed to storm to find the grimoire and banish him as punishment again. I would feed that dark book as much blood as possible to take my anger and grief out on him. However, the moment I got around the corner of the bed I felt the weight of my body fall to the floor and on my hands and knees with a loud thud. I grunted as not only the aftermath of such a powerful spell affected me, but the drug was also still lingering and messing with my equilibrium. Heroin was a powerful monster, but I knew it shouldn't have been affecting me
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still. There had to be something else in it, a common practice done to street drugs by sketchy dealers. He laughed harder as he approached me, kneeling down to my level. At his enormous size he still towered over me. I felt my will power break down as I stared at him, unable to get the strength to get off the floor. "Y-you tricked me." I accused him, trying to hold back tears unsuccessfully. (@💕Blue💕)
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Morrue BOT 03-Dec-22 06:03 PM
Seeing my best friend’s expression turn to one of horrified recognition once I uttered her name, I immediately knew something was wrong. As I opened my mouth to speak, my thoughts screeched to a halt as Paige suddenly jerked her head to the side. I shift my attention over to that direction, frowning in confusion as I see nothing. Once again, I tried to speak, but the sudden and furious outburst from the necromancer caused me to jump in alarm. Her choice of words, her rage, and her sudden need to scramble toward one side of her bed made a lightbulb go off in my head. She was talking to that one demon that always stuck around her, Alkahest. For a split second, I didn’t know why I couldn’t see him like I always have, but the beating heart and continuous inhaling and exhaling of breathing quickly reminded me why. Hating to see her so defeated, with a groan, I started to reposition myself onto my stomach to make it easier to haul myself to my feet. The sound of something heavy falling onto the floor near me caused me to tilt my head slightly, but I paid no heed, not yet at least. With great effort, I started to haul myself up, but froze at Paige’s next words. ‘Tricked her? Tricked her how? What did she do? Did she make a deal with Alkahest? Why?’ “Paige… What’s happenin’? What’s goin’ on?” I asked with caution, hoping that I wouldn't break her further, though knowing me and the situation at hand, I wouldn't be surprised if I did. @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 03-Dec-22 06:41 PM
"No. This was all you. I even offered you a solution. How generous of me to do so? Yet, you denied me again. This is your fault." He replied to me with a low amused snarl in his deep dark voice. "Fuck, you." I replied back to him trying to ignore how my voice cracked and how weak I must seem to him. Morrue spoke to me and I didn't look at her. I couldn't bear it, as I stayed on the floor in silence for a pregnant moment. I registered her questions before I finally used the edge of the bed to pull myself up and sit back down on it. I hung my head down trying to stare at the carpet and not at my friend. I had both my hands folded tightly together between the gap of my thighs. I could feel the drowsiness weighing on my body. I knew I needed to find strength to deal with this result. My mind even traveled to ideas on how I could still fix this and change the result, but when I finally looked at Morrue in Amber's body I felt a twinge of guilt as I remembered our fight so long ago. She always wanted to live and was the only willing soul that was close to me. Amber was not. I couldn't understand why Amber wouldn't be willing. I know if it was me, I would have left the moral plane as fast as possible but she had so much good in her life other than me. Did she just not see it? "Rue. . ." I acknowledged my friend trying to will my words to not slur as I tried to come down from the high. "You're uh, fuck. I'm sorry." The apology was a very foreign thing on my tongue. I never apologized for any of my actions. "Am-amber she OD'd. I tried to fix her. ." Speech continued to be difficult for me as I tried to explain my actions so I leaned backward against the bed and opened my bedside table drawer to pull out a mirror I kept. Once I had it I leaned back up and offered it to her making no eye contact out of my obvious shame and guilt. @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 03-Dec-22 10:58 PM
As I patiently waited for her to answer, I took that time to finally focus on getting to my feet, albeit somewhat shakily. Once I was confident that I wouldn’t go toppling over, I returned my attention to my friend, who was now sitting on the bed staring holes into the carpet. A few moments went by before she finally returned my gaze. The look I saw didn’t comfort me in the slightest and the fur on my upper back and feathers along my arm rose with my rising unease. Hearing my nickname break the prolonged silence, I tilted my head in response, signaling that I was listening. I made a mental note that there was a very faint drawl to her speech that I didn’t realize until now. She must have been doing drugs before I came to, which would understand why I also felt slightly off. As she apologized and explained what happened to Amber, I couldn’t hide the blatant shock that sprang onto my face. Already putting the pieces together, but not wanting to believe it, I numbly took the handheld mirror and turned it to face me. I sharply inhaled as I stared at the person looking back at me. The facial structure looked like Amber’s, sharp, and narrowed, but besides that, everything looked slightly off in a way. Instead of having two eyes the color of exquisite amber, only one was. The left was the color of mine, pitch black. Her bright red wavy hair took on a few shades darker, now a copper brown. My hair was supposed to be straight dark brown. I wasn’t able to restrain a strangled croak of horror as I took note of the vacant spot near the top left side of my head. There were supposed to be feathers there... the horns of the great owl. In a newfound panic, I desperately checked the right side and relief instantly washed over me seeing at least one of my feathered tufts was completely intact. .
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I lowered the mirror and was about to check and see if any other part of this body took on all my hybrid traits when a sudden refraction of light beside me caught my eye. Despite the whirlwind of emotions racing around my mind, curiosity bested them all. I bend down and grab it before returning to my full height. I opened my palm to get a better look and froze with disbelief. “Where did you get this?!” I snarled with sudden distraught confusion. I hastily stepped forward toward Paige and shoved the owl necklace in her face. “Shxousaansa?!” I knew I was being an ass considering what she just went through, but I needed to know. @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 04-Dec-22 12:27 AM
I stayed quiet and turned my head away in the opposite direction so I wasn't looking at her or Alkahest. In doing so, as I listened to her expected reaction to seeing what I had done to her I noticed on the floor near the bed the plastic bag, now empty of any paraphernalia. I reached down for it and held it between pinched fingers as I recalled the conversation I had with Amber before agreeing to take the drug with her, but also showing her how in a way I considered the 'safest'. I started to crush the bag into my fist when Morrue's distraught demanding question caused me to snap my head back into her direction with full attention. I looked at the object in her hand to see Amber's gift to me. The very one I offered as a part of the spell. My eyebrows knitted together in confusion as I answered her honestly. "Amber gifted it to me after graduation. Said she found it at the school after-" My words caught in my throat as my eyes went wide in the possible realization. Even while hazy my brain was pulling the pieces together. She had told me she found it kind of rusted and weathered. She knew I liked old odd objects so Amber had cleaned it up and gave it to me. "Thi-this belonged to you..before?" I weakly asked. The demon once again caught my attention by his booming laughter filling the room. "Oh this situation just keeps getting better and better." He mocked through his laughter. "Alkahest I swear," "What?" He cut me off. "That you'll banish me again? Go ahead and try. You can barely walk and even if you're successful I'll be back and you will have just drained more of your energy for nothing. That spell you just accidently performed was high level, especially for you." I started to shake with red hot anger again. He knew how to push me when he wanted to. I wanted to explode in wrath and fury. No matter how much it hurt my pride he was correct. I took a deep inhale and then exhaled, turning my attention to Morrue. "The spell I did required an
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item that was significant to the willing soul. It seems Amber wasn't willing. So, if that belonged to you. It pulled you here in her place." I explained my theory as softly as I could as I tried to lower the flames of my anger towards the demon. @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 04-Dec-22 08:28 AM
Hearing that Amber found the necklace at school doused the rising agitation within my soul. Both of our eyes widened as we seemed to connect the dots on how I came to take over her friend’s body. I lowered the necklace and took a few steps back to give her more space. I opened my mouth to answer her question but was cut off when she suddenly growled out to the demon. I subconsciously glanced around the room with narrowed eyes, trying to locate him. With no success, I muttered a curse as a flare of annoyance surged through me. My attention turned back to Paige as she began to talk about the spell. A frown crept its way across my face as I stirred in my thoughts for a few moments. “The necklace mus’ve fallen off somewhere when the jerks hauled me off ta the dumps all those years ago…” A chuckle that contained no amusement rumbled through my chest from that conclusion. With more time in this reality, I was able to get my thoughts sorted out. I closed my eyes and inhaled slowly through my nose before letting out a breath to further collect myself. I opened my eyes, resettling them onto my friend, “maybe the necklace might not’ve been as significant ta her as ya thought? I know I don’ know her as well as ya, but Amber seemed like someone who wanted ta keep on livin’, so her bein’ unwillin’ sounds… off ta me…” My brow furrowed as another question formed, “how long has she been dead before ya did the spell? Cause dependin’ on that, she migh’ve wandered far ‘nough ta not be in range of it...?” @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 04-Dec-22 12:34 PM
I listened to Morrue speak as I started to feel a rising numbness rise underneath my skin. I was hearing everything my friend was saying to me and even processing it. However, the weight of what has just happened was threatening to collapse on me by just emotional distress alone. I sat in silence for a moment after Morrue had stopped speaking. I was staring out towards the TV, still paused on what we watched before falling asleep. I started to pad down the front pockets of my sweatpants. I was looking for my phone so I could check the time but instead found my nearly empty pack of cigarettes and lighter. The pack was fairly crushed, most likely from rolling over in my sleep. I found a somewhat intact cigarette and placed it to my lips before lighting it. "The necklace was also a thank you gift, for you know. .rescuing her from the guy that kidnapped her." I started to explain my reasoning behind using the necklace, not that it mattered anymore by this point. it was also a gift for murdering her kidnapper in cold blood. . I thought to myself as I took a drag off of the cigarette. That was a fact that Morrue didn't know yet. "There's no point in theorizing if she's still around. Alkahest watched her leave her body. The bastard may withhold information until it's convenient for him, but hasn't ever lied." I continued to nimbly explain. "Even if this was still solvable I have no idea how to fix this. Or what trying to do so would do to you. . ." @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 04-Dec-22 01:29 PM
I hummed briefly in acknowledgment to Paige’s explanation before glancing around the room, unsure on what to exactly do. I’ve been away from interacting with human ghosts and people for so long, I didn’t know how to properly comfort her. Despite always wanting to come back to life, I never expected for it to become a reality through the death of Amber and then taking over her body. After what seemed like an excruciating amount of silence, I slowly made my way to the bed and sat down. I was close enough to not be on the edge of the bed, but allowed just enough room between us for there to be space. The broken emotion coming off her was so strong that I could practically taste it. All I wanted to do was lean against her and comfort her like how my mother did so long ago, but I hesitated. Even though we were friends, this was the first time in a while since we saw each other. I didn’t want to risk overwhelming her even more than she probably already was. The stench of the cigar made my stomach churn with disdain due to being so close to the source and my acute sense of smell, but I hid my displeasure well. Without a word, I reached over and placed the owl necklace in her lap before leaning back to my previous posture. My gaze flickered briefly to the TV before shifting down to my hands, where I was slowly running my thumbs across my sharpened nails. I didn’t know what to say or do and I hated myself for that. @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 04-Dec-22 02:20 PM
I acknowledged the shift in weight on the bed without looking at her as I continued to finish the cigarette, not caring as ashes fell into the carpet at this point. The silence in the room left nothing but the instinctual sense of tension between us. I broke my trance when I felt her place the necklace into my lap. I gingerly picked it up by the chain to examine the owl as I took the final drag. After another moment of silence I flicked away what was left and held the necklace back out to her. "Amber didn't know but this wasn't hers to give. I recognized that this could be the last thing you have physically from your past life." I was mumbling a bit as I was trying to give it back to her. "I am. .still trying to come down from the drug Amber and I took. My thoughts aren't really clear right now, but this would feel wrong to keep from you." I finished explaining. It was complicated right now but I still cared in my own way about Morrue. I was so emotionally reserved for self preservation reasons and only really knew how to express my care for people in action. Usually extremely violent ways if I had to, to protect the few people I cared about. "Rue, this entire situation isn't fair to you." I had more I wanted to say but the words caught in the back of my throat. I didn't know what was appropriate to say to her. I looked down at her hands and noticed her sharpened nails for the first time as she rubbed her thumb against them. I hesitated at first, but eventually I put the necklace down between us on the bed and placed the now free hand over hers. Comforting touches wasn't a language I was used to giving to people so it felt foreign and almost wrong to me. @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 04-Dec-22 05:04 PM
Paige’s voice broke me out of the vacant staring I was giving my hands, though that simply led to my eyes jumping within their sockets to random objects in the room. Despite the appearance of physically being still and disinterested in what she was saying, I was laser focused on her words. Hearing my name, I cocked my head slightly in her direction. Catching motion at the corner of my eye, I draw my attention to the necklace placed between us and then to her outstretched hand. My continuously shifting fingers abruptly halted as I felt her hand rest over mine and only then did I gaze at her. “It’s not fair for ya either…” I murmured back, my voice so soft that it was barely a whisper. Taking her gesture as a sign of consent, I slowly leaned toward her until our shoulders touched. I slipped one of my hands out from under hers and picked up the owl between us. With my thumb, I swiped it across the little figure. “Despite the nice gesture of lettin’ me keep this lil’ guy again, I think it’s best if ya kept it for now. Knowin’ me, I’ll probably lose it not even a day's worth of gettin’ it back.” I said softly with a ghost of a smile, trying to lighten the mood a bit. I then placed it and my free hand on top of hers, sandwiching our hands together, “ya should try and get some rest too.” I added, having noticed the exhaustion in her voice and body. @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 04-Dec-22 05:46 PM
I involuntarily flinched and stiffened when she touched me back. I took a deep breath to relax the trauma response like I did with Amber hours before. I couldn't recount a moment that Morrue ever saw this side of me. I usually flaunted my false sense of confidence even at the worst times. I also couldn't help but wonder what it felt like for her to be able to touch another person again. Even with her tragic death she seemed to keep a decent sense of people. Her parents must have truly adored her. I knew from the story she told me that they gave up everything for her. It was polar opposite to my experience. "Okay." I answered both of her statements about the necklace and how I needed to rest. "We are going to have a lot of problems to deal with. Amber's life..she just got accepted to graduate school…" my voice cracked and I felt a tear hit my cheek betraying my attempts to try and steady my waring emotions. With it I felt a flood gate of other issues start to build. "Oh no..I'm so dead." The words felt selfish but it was true. There were people in this town that were constantly trying to hold me accountable and control me. Did I think any of those people would actually harm me for this? Well there was one that might. "We might have to call a meeting. Klaus will find out no matter what but she won't go berserk if the others are informed with her instead of hiding this. I don't want you to have to hide either. That's too much to ask but if Amber's just simply goes missing..after Michael..I'll become public target number one again, and you might too." @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 04-Dec-22 08:22 PM
Immediate worry washed over me as I felt her flinch beneath my touch. I was just about to pull away to relieve her sudden discomfort, but I stopped myself as I noticed her calm herself on her own. I didn’t think much of her sudden reaction, chalking it up as it being a result of finding out her friend died, having a different friend come back to life, dealing with a demon’s sass, dealing with the side effects of drugs, and a bunch of other stuff I have no clue about. I was about to make a comment about the whole school thing when the sound of the necromancer’s voice cracked. Without thinking, I started to slowly stroke her hand with my thumb in circular motions, hoping that it would comfort her a bit. As she spoke about her plan on telling the gang what happened, I nodded in response, for it sounded like the most logical action to go by at the moment. As we continued to sit on the bed, I started to think of possible solutions in case things went south. “I think we should focus on gettin’ a meetin’ with the gang first before tryna figure out what ta do with Amber. If things go well, they migh’ve advice on what ta do.” @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 05-Dec-22 05:07 PM
I slipped my hand carefully from hers taking the necklace with me and with a few exhausted tries eventually got it latched around my neck so I wouldn't lose it. Sighing I leaned backward until my back hit the bed. My legs were still over the ledge of the bed but the moment I was horizontal darkness consumed my vision. I had planned on saying more to Morrue but it was gone the moment I closed my eyes. When I woke up it was late into the afternoon but I immediately got to work preparing for what must be done. With exhaustion not consuming my every thought I was able to much more easily set into my usual default state to deal with mine and Morrue's new situation. I had called everyone, however at late notice only two individuals were able to show up. Klaus, and fortunately Tamara. If Klaus was the only person who could come it would have defeated the self protective reasons for calling a meeting at all. Crash and Smash were busy taking care of Momma Jo and Orrick was apparently out of town taking care of his own personal business. When the two women had arrived I had Morrue stay upstairs and wait until I called her down to ease the werewolf and my fellow Necromancer into what had happened. The moment Tamara walked in she had looked up and towards my stairs before giving me a concerned look. She said nothing but I knew at that moment she sensed the presence of Morrue's energy and could tell something was off. All three of us stood in my living room, Klaus seeming impatient but fully invested into what could be so important that I freely allowed her back into my home after so many arguments. No matter how much I tried to prepare myself for the results, I knew deep down there was no preparing myself for the outcome of this. "Well Maddox? Why are we here?" Klaus said, breaking a long silence in the room. I had my arms folded tightly against my chest, a newly lit cigarette between my right hands fingers. Without losing eye contact with Klaus or unfolding
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my arms, I responded by lifting the cigarette to my lips to take a self soothing long drag from it. I was trying to keep my emotions in check but I was about to admit to a crime, which I never did, and probably be verbally assaulted as I'm trying to deal with the grief still of losing my friend. I glanced over at Tamara who had become significantly easier for me to read over the last few years. She was observant to an annoying degree and I could tell she knew that I was at war with the information I was about to freely give. She noticed my glance as well and gave me nothing but an encouraging nod. "Amber Danvers came over here last night with heroin, and I agreed to participate in taking the drug." I started off taking a pause. Klaus stiffened and her eyes went wide. I could see disbelief flood her as she processed the fact I just admitted openly to the law enforcer of this crime. I took one more drag before continuing as the stunned silence threatened to consume the room's air. "She overdosed and I attempted CPR and then. .a resurrection spell." I had continued but I stopped as I noticed it was Tamara's turn to go stiff. I had turned my eyes into her direction completely as I could visually tell she was chilled. She was putting together the pieces of why they were here. "Her soul wasn't willing to return to her body, but there was a soul willing to live that was pulled in her place." "Morrue." Tamara said her name, freezing me in my spot. Tamara had seen her as a ghost with her own abilities like mine. She had a unique way of sensing energy that I didn't have. Like how Klaus had a sense for lies, Tamara had hers for knowing when someone alive or dead was nearby. She looked back towards the stairs again before calling, "You can come down here child and join us. Nobody is in danger of harm." She put an exaggeration on the word nobody as she looked to Klaus who was still staring at me with an increasing amount of hostility. Klaus acknowledged
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Tamara's statement but not without a snarl as she bawled up her fists and tried unsuccessfully to hold back the shaking anger in them. @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 05-Dec-22 07:59 PM
A sad yet adoring ghost of a smile played across my lips as I watched my friend practically pass out from exhaustion. Noticing her slender legs still hanging off the bed, I slid back onto my feet and made my way to the other side. As gently as I could, I lifted her legs onto the sheets, relishing the ability to fully feel things again. Due to her already resting over the sheets, I quickly glanced around before spotting a spare blanket on a chair. Once I had her tucked in, I returned to my side of the bed. Despite wanting to snuggle up beside her, I figured I’d be pushing it, so I hunkered down on the floor. With being dead for so long and not needing to sleep, I had a somewhat hard time getting myself to settle down despite the exhaustion I felt, but once I managed to calm my mind, I was out. Due to being an extremely light sleeper, the sound of Paige getting out of bed woke me from my slumber immediately. I winced as I sat up from my sleeping potion. ‘Amber mus’ not sleep on the ground a whole lot…’ I mentally grumbled as I stretched out the aches of my new body. Once Paige called everyone and informed me that only Klaus and Tamara were coming, a small rush of unease ran down my spine. With Klaus normally being a biter and Tamara knowing that resurrections aren’t all the rage, I wouldn’t be surprised if they laid it out on her for doing something quite unwise. .
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As the two women arrived at the house, I waited beside the doorway, hidden from view but close enough to be able to hear what they were talking about. Even though I wasn’t able to see anyone, I had an inkling that Tamara knew right away that I was there. She always knew… I listened with rapt attention as they all began to speak. I wasn’t surprised that Klaus was the first to break the tense silence of the room. I was slightly alarmed by Paige admitting to them about the drugs, but it made sense in telling them why and what happened, so the shock wasn’t nearly as startling. Suddenly hearing Tamara speak my name caused my body to involuntary flinch as the sensation similar to a child being called out for eavesdropping coursed through my mind. Knowing that there was no point in staying up here, I silently made my way down the steps. Once in the living room, I settled myself by leaning on one of the cushioned chairs. I rested my thumbs inside my jeans pockets, eyeing the two women with wariness. I couldn’t help but stare at Klaus a bit longer than needed before resting them on Paige. The wariness within them immediately changed to that of warmth and trust. I tried not to show the rising fear and panic, but the visible ruffled feathers trailing down my arms were a dead giveaway of my true emotions. @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 05-Dec-22 09:44 PM
I wanted to take a look at my friend as she came down the stairs but I was in an intense stare off with Klaus. Who had looked over as Morrue came down. I noticed a twinge of horror between her anger as she could see the result of my spell for herself. "Oh, Morrue. ." Tamara sighed with sympathy as she walked across the room to her. It was at that time I took my eyes off of Klaus finally to watch the interaction. Tamara placed both of her hands on Morrue's shoulders as she got a better look at her. She didn't even think twice about touching my friend. "This must be so overwhelming for you. Understand that this isn't your fault at all." "No, it's hers." Klaus snarled. That caught my attention and I swung my head back to facing Klaus who I could tell had reached the boiling point already. "This is three lives now Maddox." It felt like an near out of body experience hearing Klaus say three. It stunned me in a way I didn't expect. "Did you just accuse me of being responsible for Michael?!" I hissed at her. That was a no fly zone for anyone to accuse me of. I spent my childhood with whispers around me about him. Klaus had just said the quiet part out loud and I never expected that. "You're responsible for the hospital incident and continue to lie to everyone about it. So yes, I've begun to wonder, when did your behavior really begin?" I held in the physical response she was looking for. I wanted to flinch and withdraw, especially since I had now lost two friends. There was also the fact Morrue knew nothing about what happened at the hospital. Contrary to belief, I didn't like lying to the few friends I had or even holding information from them. Amber finding out was an accident. After that I became even more tight-lipped and careful about what I said or did. Klaus knew she couldn't pin Michael or that psychopath on me right now. But if she got proof she would try to take me down for both. The Amber situation was different because while Morrue was now
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in Amber's body, physically 'Amber' was standing in this room right now. Telling the truth of what I did was calculated upon that simple fact. "I have never lied to you sheriff." I responded coldly. "I'm not lying now about my role in this. If I had ever lied, why would I stop now?" Klaus crossed the room to get in my face. She leaned over me in a very menacing manner as we were almost nose to nose at this point. She was losing control of her emotions. Something I was significantly better at handling than her. "Your scent was all over that room Paige! You murdered that man in cold blood." "Yeah, right after he held Amber hostage and then me at gunpoint. He was very touchy feely. I'm sure my scent was in that room." I replied sarcastically as my anger was building to meet hers. But then it hit me. I started to smile in realization. Werewolves don't pick up scents in human form, other than one single type of scent. I leaned back taking a drag of my cigarette as I even took a step back. I even softened my posture. "You smell it in my blood. You know. So what is it Sheriff? Dying to have an excuse to slit my throat and watch to see if I don't stay dead? This has never been about me. ." I flicked the cigarette away without looking away from her. "Well? I have given you an excuse. Go ahead. Try. We can see who the real monster is in this house." "ENOUGH." Tamara shouted, breaking the two of us out of our verbal duel that was probably going to turn bloody soon. We both looked at her standing next to Morrue. Instant shame flooded me as I had gotten so focused on Klaus' bait that I forgot they were here. Tamara was particularly looking at me but with a sense of pity. I took a moment to realize what I had just said with an audience present. Especially since Tamara is married to Orrick, who has the end result of the kind of blood that runs in my veins. Klaus and Orrick had an interesting dynamic but it was a clear business agreement. Nothing more or less.
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I hadn't spoken about the dormant vampirism because I was keeping Chloe and my mother, who still didn't know safe. My mom didn't really deserve that kindness from me. For my mom the end result was final. For me, it was just a chance. Despite Tamara interrupting us I took note that Klaus didn't try and deny what I accused her of. Tamara had turned her attention to Klaus. "We are here to help this young and misguided witch Klaus. What she has done was beyond reckless, but. . Miss Danvers is just as responsible for her actions as Paige is. The end result is complicated but we can look at the good." Tamara took a moment to gesture to Morrue. "A soul chose not to come back, another one was given a second chance." @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 06-Dec-22 02:34 PM
My attention returned to Tamara as she approached. Despite feeling more comfortable around her than Klaus, my stomach flipped with unease. As soon as she crossed over the invisible boundary of what I considered an acceptable distance, I immediately broke eye contact and took a keen interest on the floor. I mentally cursed myself as I involuntarily flinched under her touch and bit my inner cheek to prevent myself from commenting on her last statement. The sudden outburst of Klaus caused my head to snap in her direction, alarmed. Hearing her accusing my friend with such a vehement tone caused a spark of defensive anger to swell within me. I opened my mouth to fire back at her, but what she spat out caused me to pause with confusion. ‘...Three lives?’ As the heated conversation continued, my head kept on jumping from Paige to Klaus. Despite the rapid accumulation of questions filling my mind, when my eyes automatically jumped to Paige for her response to what Klaus said about her being at the hospital, I noticed a muscle twitch from the left side of her jaw. I wasn’t sure if anyone else took note of such a minute movement, but it was a telling sign that she was indeed lying. She was lying about her denial of killing a man for revenge… My thoughts on that realization got shoved to the back burner as another surprising fact about my friend made itself known. She was part vampire. With the notion of Klaus wanting an excuse to try and kill Paige up in the air, instant horror bloomed inside. If Klaus managed that and she did die, the thought of seeing my best friend go through the torture of seeing life moving on without her and not being able to interact with the living was gut-wrenching. .
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Tamara’s unexpected shout shot me out of my thoughts. My hands flew over my ears as her voice deafened me due to being so close. Once assured she wasn’t going to blow out my eardrums again, I slowly removed them. Unsure if having Paige and Klaus talk to each other immediately after their heated conversation was a good idea, I opened my mouth to speak, but what came out was nowhere near the professional explanation I intended. “We need help figurin’ out what ta do with Amber…” @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 06-Dec-22 03:52 PM
A cold blanket of silence hovered over our group until Morrue spoke up. I took a couple more steps backwards so I could have space from Klaus' dominant energy. Klaus reacted instinctively to my movement by giving a low warning growl. The moon cycle was almost at its final stages so I could tell that the wolf in her was in the forefront of her thoughts and actions. I raised one of my palms up in an non-aggressive way to signal my surrender to our argument for now. I gave my head a slow shake side to side to continue to drive home the fact that I didn't want to fight right now. A small amount of the tension she was holding released with a long sigh as she gave Morrue her attention. "You are Amber now, kid." Klaus responded bluntly but with a softer tone. "From my limited knowledge if Paige has told the truth, Amber got her chance to leave and move on. There is no bringing her back." "If? I just admitted to committing drug related crimes. I'm not an idiot, I know what you can do with that information Klaus." I responded instantly. I regretted my words, fearful that I would stir her up again. "Yeah and trust me I'm considering booking you. So you might want to watch that thin ice you're walking on Maddox." I bit down on my lip to silence any response that wanted to escape my mouth. There was a chance that my parents might just bail me again. Most of my records from being a teenager were sealed so I kept my head down as an adult so I wouldn't have to find out or not if my parents would use their powers to get me out. Tamara must have noticed how she was invading Morrue's space and moved away to give her some respect. She then took a moment to really take in her features and how they blended in with Amber's. "If you both give me a week I can pull together a little something for Morrue to wear that will give the illusion of being Amber so she doesn't have to hide, and people don't have to ask questions about Amber." Tamara offered. Finally some real
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Morrue BOT 06-Dec-22 05:11 PM
I silently watched the brief interaction between Klaus and Paige with rapt attention. The low growl that the sheriff emitted sent the feathers alongside my arm and the patch of fur on my back to raise instinctually. I forced them to settle once Klaus started to speak. I mulled over the thought of having to live as Amber while the two conversed. The thought was not comforting at all and it rekindled the unease within me. I had no clue how to be like Amber. The only times I saw her were when she was at school all those years ago or when I was with Paige. I knew she was kind hearted, a social butterfly, and people adored her, but that was it. Her family? College? Other friends? I got nothing. Tamara’s retreat broke me back to the present. I subconsciously cocked my head to the side slightly as I noticed her intense stare. “Thank ya frr doin’ that. I do have one question,” I shifted my gaze over toward Klaus and Paige to emphasize that the question was also for them, “I don’ know anythin’ bout Amber’s life. I know she’s kind, a social gall, and folk adored her, but thas’it. College? Other friends? Family? Y’all know anythin’?” @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 06-Dec-22 06:04 PM
Morrue's question didn't surprise me, but I did feel my heart squeeze. I found myself crossing my arms again and closing my eyes for just a moment while most of the attention was on Morrue. I couldn't allow myself to fall to pieces. Especially not in front of Klaus. It was the fact we really were having to discuss how to cover up Amber's death. It wasn't lost on me that she hasn't been dead for a full day and I couldn't mourn her right now. We had to find a way to keep her here in a way so people who knew her didn't grow suspicious. Klaus awkwardly clearing her throat broke me back into reality, afraid that she'd seen me having a moment of weakness and I opened my eyes to see that she was actually preparing to speak and answer Morrue. "I suppose I have the best answer for that. Amber hasn't been as. .well put together as it seemed publically." Klaus took a pause to throw me an accusatory look with zero sympathy. "Everybody in this room now knows this. However it does go deeper. It won't be a long stretch for people to assume Amber has fallen deeper into her troubles. If she became more distant from those she loved and even made 'bad decisions' like abandoning her educational choices, would be worrisome to her family and would hurt them, but not surprise. The choice of how much of the facade you want to put up and how much of Amber Danvers life you want to take on is yours, but that comes with risks of exposure the longer you would do it." I understood the look Klaus gave me more now. I was seen as a bad influence and possible cause to this. I didn't know anything Klaus knew. Amber did act differently around me, but how much of that was her being herself was up to debate. It left me feeling even more guilty because perhaps I was the reason Amber was messing up her life. Did Amber actually like the life she had or was she using me as a form of escapism this entire time? Lingering on those kinds of thoughts was going to break me someday but that was for
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future me to handle. "So what you're saying is that all she really has to do is show Amber's alive and that's it?" I asked, holding back the weakness in my voice as much as I could. The Sheriff simply huffed. "It will be a headache at first because her family does care. However they already were taking steps to be harsher on her, hoping some forced independence would make her grow up." The Sheriff responded. @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 06-Dec-22 07:27 PM
As I finished asking my question, I took note of Paige’s reaction through the corner of my eye, but I kept my gaze focused on the other two for the sake of not drawing attention to her. The sound of one’s throat clearing shifted my attention fully on Klaus as she made her thoughts known. Despite having learned that Amber wasn’t the goody two shoes most people made out to believe, it did make the process of her going dark easier to plan out rather than her being actually what people perceived. A ship that was already developing holes wasn’t as alarming to sink rather than a pristine one. I turned toward Paige as she spoke up and couldn’t help but flash her a brief sympathetic look. This will definitely take time for her to get use to... Returning my attention back to Klaus, I nodded my head in understanding to her response to Paige’s question. Sensing the end to what she had to say, I piped up. “Frr me personally, I want ta live Amber’s life as little as possible.” I gestured toward Klaus with a nudge of my shoulder, “I agree with yar statement, it’ll be too risky if I chose ta live her life more than I have ta. Obviously though, I will act as her when needed but thas all.” @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 06-Dec-22 08:23 PM
Nobody disagreed with Morrue on wanting to have to be Amber as little as possible. It seemed like we had a plan together. Once again I was stuck relying on people to cover my tracks and it left me as uneasy as it always did. Klaus took a breath as if she was about to say more but a light buzzing from her uniform pants caused her attention and she pulled out her on duty phone to check the message that had just come though. "Perfect timing. .Amber's parents just put in a request to see me. How long has Amber been dead Maddox?" She asked me. I took a pause to remember the time she arrived at my house last night. "She arrived here just short of 11 pm last night. I don't know what the time was when I found her. .I just reacted when I knew she wasn't breathing." "Hm. Her parents must have had plans she didn't arrive for. Nothing new but they always ask me to find her. I'll take care of it." Klaus grumbled taking a momentary glance at Morrue. "Stay hidden until Tamara has you set up with an illusion." She began to walk towards the entrance of the house taking a moment to grab her Sheriff hat on the coat rack. "Maddox. We aren't done here. You may not face legal ramifications but there are consequences to your actions and you endanger everyone of us. Not just yourself. You'll find that I am a lot more kind than others out there, you know." Her tone was chilling. I had just started to relax as she was taking her leave but that statement set me on edge. Klaus did not wait for me to respond and left. Tamara walked over to me, noticing my distress. She knew me enough to know it wasn't wise to touch me so she kept an acceptable distance. "Paige, do not worry. I'll take care of Morrue. Work on getting yourself straightened up. You know you can do better and you must. I'll come back and check on you both once I have the illusion finished." She softly spoke to me as if I was fragile. Which honestly I was. I still found it mildly annoying. "What is Klaus going
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to do to me?" I asked her. She shook her head before answering swiftly. "I'll speak to her at an appropriate time. If I don't, Orrick will take care of it. Perhaps the results of your actions today could be enough to inspire you to stop letting such anger and hurt drive you? You lost a friend. Mourn and then pick yourself up." She turned away from me and gave Morrue acknowledgment before she followed Klaus and left my home. We were left alone with silence around us. I opened my mouth to say something, anything but I heard a slow clap come from the top of the stairs case. I looked up to see Alkahest for the first time in a few hours since I woke up. "Now that was a good show. Always such anticipation waiting for that wolf to attack you again." He said in amusement. @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 07-Dec-22 03:02 PM
The sudden sound of Klaus’ phone pinging and her explanation as to why caused me to cock my head slightly with mild curiosity. I wondered what her parents were like. The thought dashed away once I processed Klaus’ order for me to stay hidden until Tamara’s illusion got finished. I nodded my head in confirmation. The ability to turn into a rat or owl had its perks in case I got antsy in the house and wanted to leave for a little bit. I silently watched the three others as Klaus warned Paige about her choice of actions and then Tamara’s reassurance and advice for her. As the older witch departed, I turned to glance at Paige. Seeing that she wanted to speak, I shifted my posture to appear more interested in what she had to say, but that attention switched to the direction of the top of the stairs once she turned that way. For a moment I wondered what caught her attention, but the answer quickly came once I deduced that I heard nothing fall or heard any unusual sounds coming from up the steps. It must have been Alkahest. @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 07-Dec-22 03:30 PM
I chewed on the inside of my cheek before making my decision. It didn't take me long to make the choice either. I had tolerated the constant intrusion of this demon for far too long now it was time that he took a nap for a few days. Without making eye contact to Morrue I started to walk towards the stairs and said, "I need to take care of Alkahest. You're free to follow if you want to so we can talk after I deal with him." There was dark determination behind my words as I started to climb the steps and head to my office. I wasn't sure if Morrue followed me. She has witnessed me banish Alkahest before in ghost form. While it required quite a bit from me the end result was 3 to 7 days of peace and quiet if I did it right.. if I did it wrong like I used to then just a few hours and he would be back and mad as hell. Alkahest didn't say anything else other than sigh knowing he couldn't do anything that would slow me down. I went to my hidden and reinforced safe and unlocked it so I could pull my family grimoire out of its safely hidden location. I used to only prick the tip of my finger to banish the demon and open the book, but I learned over time the book responses to more violent methods that ultimately give it more blood extremely well. I took a deep sigh before slamming the palm of my left hand down on the sharp point. It wasn't large enough to go though my hand but I had a consistent wound and scarring from multiple uses over the last few years. I felt the heaviness of Alkahest's presence vanish and the book unclasped. I gritted my teeth together as I lifted my palm and cradled it against my chest so I could use my uninjured hand to seal the book closed and lock it back up. I quickly went to my desk to fetch the first aid kid so I could stop the bleeding and then focus on my friend and not have to worry about the mocking of a demon. @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 07-Dec-22 05:54 PM
Registering what she said, I remained where I was for a few minutes before I removed myself from the chair I was leaning on and silently climbed up the stairs after her. I entered the room right as she grabbed the first aid kit. “Here, lemme. Tryna do that with only one hand won’ be as sturdy compared ta two.” I offered. Not giving her time to respond, I took the kit and opened it up before getting the necessary supplies to clean the wound. While I cleaned her hand, the conversation downstairs replayed in my head. I licked my lips as I debated on if I should bring up one specific topic from her and Klaus’ little dispute or not. I didn’t want to immediately push her back into talking about sensitive topics in such a small time frame given what happened to her. I know for a fact that I was still ruffled up about how my life changed in the span of less than 24 hours, but it wasn’t nearly as big of a slap to the face as her’s. The dream of living again finally came true, sure. But at what cost? I had no clue where my parents were… were they back at mother’s? If they were, I couldn’t go back to the homeland looking even more like a freak than I did when I left. If they went to father’s homeland, that would involve some hunting around. My eyes narrowed and a low faint thrill of annoyance unconsciously escaped the back of my throat. My mind jumped back to Amber and how she died in order for me to live. She probably had way more potential than I did now that I thought about it… but then again, Klaus mentioned about her losing her edge or something… I blinked away my scattered thoughts as I finished patching up Paige’s hand. I looked up from my handiwork and smiled slightly, “there ya go, all patched up.” @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 07-Dec-22 08:50 PM
"I can-" I started to protest as Morrue took over applying first aid to my bleeding hand but I cut off my words as she quickly got to work and just surrendered to her help. I had already failed at keeping blood from dripping all over the place perusal and at least this way there was less of a mess to clean up. I watched in silence as she cleaned and bandaged the cut and could just sense that there were some unspoken words between us at the moment. Perhaps it was just my anxiety about what she heard. She must've had so much on her mind like I did. Once she finished, I gently pulled away my hand to examine her handiwork and she was correct. It was better taken care of this way with help than I would have gotten it by myself. I made a decision at that moment that caused me to go to the window and peek outside to make sure Klaus' police car was really gone. I then went and closed the office door despite us being the only ones in the house for more privacy. When I came back towards Morrue I was pulling an extra chair for her with my uninjured hand and I sat down in my office chair. My leg started to slightly bounce in anxiety because what I was about to offer her went completely against my natural instinct. This was even more so dangerous now that she was alive. "I've trusted you as a ghost but now I need to trust you even more so now that you're alive. It's a two way street from what I am told. .So if you have any questions or concerns, ask them." @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 08-Dec-22 12:02 PM
As Paige went to check the window and close the door, I took that time to clean up the med kit and placed it back where it belonged. When I turned back around, I noticed the chair she pulled up for me to sit in. I went over and sat. I couldn’t help keep the shock from my face once I processed what she offered. That wasn’t something I'd expected to hear at all from her. After the moment of shock subsided, I looked her in the eye for a long, hard moment. I wanted to make sure that she knew I was dead serious on what came out of my mouth. “Ya have my word. Promise ta Ty’tta.” I paused for another moment before asking the two main questions that came to mind. “The guy that kidnapped Amber… Do ya regret it? Killin’em? Did Amber know? And what ‘bout Klaus? Her motive in tryna kill ya ta see if ya die or not. Has that been goin’ on for a while, or is that a new realization? How many folks know ‘bout ya bein’ part vampire aside from her?” @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 08-Dec-22 12:41 PM
I didn't know what to expect her to ask or say. I thought I did until she started asking questions that caused the hair on the back of my neck to stand straight up. The vampire questions were easy for me to answer because those I partially expected. I just didn't expect her to ask me if I regretted killing someone. She didn't mess around getting to that, and on top of it she didn't even ask me if I even did what I was being accused of. I found myself staring at her in shock and perhaps some underlying fear. When I finally blinked and released the breath I was holding, I used it as an opportunity to look down at my hands to formulate my response. I chose to start with the easiest part to answer first. "I accused Klaus of giving into her base instincts as a werewolf to hurt her. To get her to back off. I didn't know if my hunch was correct because I'm second generation so the chance of the vampirism affecting me is super low. I uh. .no one knew until I said what I said downstairs about it. Outside of the parts of my family that knew and had informed me about it." I explained the vampire issue first. It was honestly the easier part for me to mentally handle. It was the way she asked if I regretted my decision that really had me stuck. It reminded me so much of Amber and that question coming from my friend stuck in Amber's body really struck a nerve. I found myself wrestling with my mind as I was debating telling her the truth or trying to play it off like I did with Klaus. Before I could even make a final decision the words came out of my mouth as I kept looking down at my hands nervously rubbing together. "No. I don't regret it." I whispered. "And yes, Amber knew. She found out. She used to ask me all the time if I regretted it. The answer is," I took a moment to give Morrue the respect she deserves and meet her eyes with mine. "If given the chance, I would do it again." @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 08-Dec-22 02:15 PM
I gave no reaction toward her startled response to my questions and simply went straight to processing her answer about Klaus and everything for that. Hearing her response to the vampire thing made sense and it seemed like the easier question to respond to for her, which made sense. Her response to the killing was an answer I wasn’t surprised of either. Just like what Tamara stated before she left and from my own observations, anger was a powerful thing to drive people to doing rash things, especially with Paige’s personality. I already knew that if I mentioned anything to anyone about her being the culprit of the man’s death, it would break the trust she had for me and she’d most likely be in even deeper shit than she already was in. Especially with Klaus, which was made known back downstairs. I didn’t want my only friend to go through that. A calculated glint flashed through my eyes for a moment as I tilted my head slightly when she met my gaze. I admit, I was curious on how she managed to kill him, but that wasn’t truly important to know, so I didn’t bother asking. After a moment of tense silence, I nodded slightly, giving no indication on if I agreed or disagreed with her past action. Instead, I went onto the next question I had. “When I first… came back alive… I remembered ya tellin’ Alkahest that he tricked ya. Did he tell ya how to resurrect Amber or somethin’ and it backfired?” @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 08-Dec-22 04:47 PM
I shook my head in an instant response to her Alkahest question. I could see how that would cause alarm or concern. "No I. . I was in a state of mind where I was trying to place blame for it going wrong. The spell wasn't something from the grimoire or his suggestion. He had offered to help and I refused him." I told her just as calmly as I did with the vampire based question. "He was poking at me and mocking my every move. He was an easy target to place my feelings on, at the time in my confusion and grief." I sat back in silence for a moment wondering what the outcome could have been if I accepted his help. I couldn't imagine anything good coming from the results of his involvement so I didn't linger long on the path of what ifs. @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 08-Dec-22 07:47 PM
A hum escaped my throat in response to her quick explanation. “’m glad ya refused that. Who knows what kinda bag o’worms that could’ve spawned…” Silence followed for a few moments as I pondered on one of my thoughts. Once again, my head tilted to the side with curiosity. “If ya knew this woulda happened, the resurrection spell goin’ wrong, would ya’ve done it?” @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 08-Dec-22 08:11 PM
It had appeared that I did open a box of worms after all. Morrue kept shocking me with the fact that her questions seemed endless. It didn't annoy me but the kind of questions she was getting into made me realize just how much she had on her mind and was waiting to let them out. I chewed on my bottom lip as I thought about that question but I honestly already knew the answer long before I started contemplating how to answer. "The real question should be would I have allowed Amber to get into the position of overdosing? I had a gut feeling that it was a bad idea and I caved into doing it anyway. Even if she would have been mad at me if I could go back I would have confiscated the drug and not shown her how to use it." I answered but irritation was beginning to show in my tone. It wasn't at Morrue even if it might come off that way. This was also my way of avoiding the resurrection spell question. The result was complicated. "Was that question intended to ask me who I would choose? You or Amber? Because it certainly felt like it." The words came out before I could stop myself. My tone had gone a little bit colder and it made me realize that I was probably a little irritated toward Morrue unintentionally failing to keep this situation from becoming all about me. "I care about you and I cared for Amber." I pulled out the owl hanging from the necklace around my neck to get a look at it, knowing it was just one piece of the puzzle that went wrong. ". . And I don't have all that much left to care about." @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 08-Dec-22 09:33 PM
I should have figured that that specific question would have been answered with a bit of backlash. Granted, I should have asked the question differently, but that option went out the window right as I spoke. I mulled over her response with a neutral expression. “Don’ really know ta be honest. Half n’ half maybe? Was more out of tryna see if seein’ me like this made ya uncomfortable or not…” I paused slightly as my gaze shifting onto her desk. In a quiet voice, I murmured, “If it did, Id’ve offered ta shift forms or leave for a bit… ta make things easier for ya and all due to what happened and all…” It was an offer that I normally wouldn’t have even thought of in any other circumstances. I wasn’t the best person to put others first, but this particular event caused a great swell of pity to form for Paige from me. It wasn’t cause I also had feelings for her or anything at all… One of her only good friends died from something she could have prevented. Something like that most certainly deserved a pass to take care of oneself rather than my own jealousy. An awkward sigh left me, “should’ve worded that question better…” I muttered to myself, though purposefully loud enough for Paige to hear. I wanted to try and get the mood of our conversation back to a level where we weren’t pulling away from each other. “And I wouldn' sell yarself short on that. Who knows, maybe there's somethin’ or someone who’ll make themselves known in due time. Even if it'll be a bit.” I commented on her last statement, glancing at her while saying so. @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 08-Dec-22 11:50 PM
I gave Morrue a hard stare as she found words to explain her intentions. Her answer felt lacking but I understood what she was trying to say. It didn't seem like she had an expectation of how I answered her question which left her under prepared for the backlash she received. I continued to stare at her in a nearly awkward silence as I was processing everything she said. I found myself really looking at her for the first time since I did the spell, noting all of the features left behind of Amber and the ones that blended together with Morrue's unique qualities. The temptation to tell her I'd like her to shift and leave me alone was palpable. Only because if I was alone I was free to find the bottom of a bottle and let my inner torment truly be released for a few hours without an audience. I ignored her statement about not selling myself short on purpose as I didn't have a really good follow up statement to such a compliment. I was used to compliments being backhanded so my ability to understand them in any form was lacking. "Rue you are free to do whatever you want to do. When you get the illusion from Tamara don't stay here just because of me. Do what needs to be done and then go live the life that was stolen from you. You don't-" I cut myself off sighing as I gripped the little owl in my palm a bit tighter as I mauled over the words I was trying to say but also make sure they were sincere in the best way I could form them. "You don't make me uncomfortable. I make myself uncomfortable because. ." I swallowed hard, letting a confession go back down deep into my stomach. It was the kind of confession that Amber should have had from me so long ago. Perhaps it would have driven her away like I feared but at least she would have lived. "I cared a lot for Amber. I did things for her that I would have never done before. So this is going to be an adjustment for me. But I'm not going to be selfish with you like I was with her. You're free to be who you
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are and however you see fit. You can stay or you can go for however long you want, and I'm telling you Rue to not let me drag you down. Please?" @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 09-Dec-22 11:22 AM
Noticing her intense staring, I tried to return her gaze, but after a moment, the memory of all those past judgmental looks I received due to my appearance while I was still alive rose from the grave. I glanced away with discomfort, only turning back when she started to speak. The tension I didn’t know I was holding released as her words reached my ears. Despite everyone already agreeing that once things got settled with this whole mess I could go on and practically be myself, it was reassuring to hear it again in a more personal and private setting. Not knowing how to put my gratefulness into words or how to respond to her last statement, I simply nodded my head in understanding. “Do ya’ve any questions or concerns ta ask me?” I asked after a moment, remembering that she said that this was a two way street. @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 09-Dec-22 02:57 PM
I sat on the inquiry of if I had any questions for a moment as I spun around to face my desk just to find an ashtray and pull out my last cigarette from the pack. It was turned upside down. An old habit I had picked up with this one. Some people say it's meant to give them luck but honestly it was just an excuse not to give away your last cigarette to me. I didn't have much room for superstitious beliefs. Somehow the ridiculous little hope for luck from a cancer stick did make me grin as I continued to overthink it. I placed it between my lips and took out my lighter. "Yeah I have one question," I said lightly as I got the cigarette lit. I took a deep inhale and then exhaled before turning around to face her. "Why in the world did you sleep on the floor?" It was meant to be light hearted as far as I could make a joking observation. "If there's not enough room for you on the bed just use the couch downstairs next time." @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 09-Dec-22 06:03 PM
I internally chuckled as I watched her pull out her ‘lucky cigarette’. I guess a perk to being dead at a high school was the ability to float into whatever room seemed interesting at that time. An old history teacher who was an avid smoker loved telling students about that little WWII practice. As I waited for her to tell me her question, my thoughts started to shift to one of slight unease, but it was cut off by the head as soon as my brain processed what she asked. Out of all the questions she could have asked, she wanted to know why I slept on the floor? I was so caught off guard by that, I didn’t even realize that my jaw dropped, I was so stunned. “Y-ya wanted ta know… why I slept on the floor…” I stammered out. I watched her for a moment more before I snorted in disbelief, which quickly rose to a wholehearted laugh of utter amusement. A laugh that I haven’t experienced in quite a while. Given all the tense, scared, and drastic changes within the span of a day, I never knew such a light-hearted joke could loosen such turmoil even if it was temporary. I soon managed to calm myself down enough to answer her question, though a small smile still clung to the corner of my mouth, “I figured ya wanted space given the recent event that happened n’ all. Plus the floor ain’ all that bad. Always worked frr me when I was too lazy ta go ta the nurse’s office.” Even though I didn’t need to sleep as a ghost, going into a sort of meditative or zoned-out kind of trance was something that spectral beings did in equivalence to sleeping in living terms. @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 09-Dec-22 06:47 PM
I felt a tug at the corner of my mouth as I watched her response to the question I put forth. It surprised me how good it felt to actually pull away from the grief for even just a moment and just be in a room with a friend. Morrue had been reasonably tense but I was used to her being a bit more light hearted at times even to my unending annoyance. I shook my head in disbelief at her response though even starting to chuckle a bit as the cigarette hung loosely between my lips. "This isn't the nurses office. For fuck sakes you alive for the first time in decades and sleep on the floor like a nervous puppy! You can't do that cause you will start to feel it." I spoke a bit louder than I normally do but my tone was dry as I really didn't have much range else wise on how to express my sense of humor. "And I appreciate the concern but Rue, I was dead to the world. Even if I did care I wouldn't have noticed. Just- just don't sleep on the floor." My eyes lit with a realization as we were speaking about her sleeping habits, there were other habits she was going to need to adjust to again. I pulled my cell phone out of my back pocket and began looking for a delivery app. "I do have another question for you. What do you want your first dinner to be?" @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 10-Dec-22 12:44 PM
A feeling I had no words for sprang to life from within me as I heard her slight chuckle. The small smile on my face once again grew, happy and relieved that I was able to get a positive response from her. “Ok, ok. I won’ sleep on the floor no more. Jus’ don’ be alarmed if ya see a rat ‘round yar neck in the mornin’ or somethin’.” I warned in a joking manner. Though to be frank, sleeping in a rat pile was quite cozy. Father told me that sleeping in rat form surrounded by family members was quite common for his people. Due to never meeting his side of the family when alive though, I only experienced a rat pile with a few lost souls at school. I broke out of my brief remembrance of sleeping with the rats at the mention of food. I gave her a blank look for a moment before the wheels started to turn in my head. “Uhh… whatever yar’re in the mood frr I guess? I’ll pretty much eat anythin’” As if on cue, a low but audible growl escaped my stomach. I glanced down as heat rushed to my face in embarrassment. @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 15-Dec-22 04:23 AM
"Ah, the good old 'you pick'. You're already fitting in with people of our generation just fine." I said sarcastically as I started to browse through the options. Pizza was a safe bet so I ordered two and put my phone down as I finished off my last cigarette. Doing so was a good excuse to not look at Morrue for a moment. It wasn't uncommon for me to deal with high stress and my mixed bag of emotional responses that were underneath my skin. I looked a man in the eyes after he assaulted Amber and kept my head in check till I couldn't anymore. Addiction to numbing the pain and misery comes at a well known cost. If I wasn't thinking about Amber and Morrue, I was thinking about the bottle of alcohol I had left, or where I could go to get another fix of the very drug that just killed my friend. I had to fill the void of silence while we waited for our food so I said the first thing that came to mind. "You can't see Alkahest anymore." It wasn't a question but a statement of fact from my observations in the last few hours. He also hadn't bothered to interact with her so that told me enough. "It doesn't surprise me. Tamara says she feels a demon-like vibe in the house but she can't see him either. I appear to be the only living person who can." I wasn't looking at her as I continued to speak until I put the butt of the cigarette out and then forced myself to turn to face her. "I read that the rare cases of those that come back from the dead are usually left with a magical marker. One that is similar to what I was born with." If she asked me where I read such a book she wouldn't get an honest answer. One of the perks of doing a task for a dimensional Librarian was basically a once every month free trip to said Librarian's stash of endless knowledge. I only had as much time as my physical body slept to take advantage of such a place and had spent most of that time trying to find the answer to the question I asked myself as a kid a lot; why me? The only
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caveat to keeping my library card was I wasn't allowed to tell anyone alive or dead of the Library's existence. Only those in the endless cosmetic realms that the Librarian trusted were allowed to know. Why I was one of those individuals really made me question his sanity. The punishment was greater than just losing my access, but my memories of the place and knowledge I gained there. "You met Joey. The guy who took a shotgun to the chest in the yard of the house across the street right? Take a peek out the window and let me know if you can see him or not." @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 16-Dec-22 02:49 PM
I playfully rolled my eyes to her sarcastic comment before I shifted them down to stare at my hands, where my thumbs were subconsciously running up and down my other fingernails. Whether it was due to nerves or a way to keep my hands busy was a mystery to me. The thought of food slowly started to eek into my thoughts through the lapse of silence between us. Despite being able to smell food during the lunch hours when I was trapped at school, the desire to want to eat food but being unable to while I was a ghost drove me down a spiral of such frustration that once the second year of my death came around, I avoided the cafeteria like the plague. Now that I was alive, the actual ability to consume food was slightly nerve wracking and unreal. I nodded my head in confirmation at being unable to see Alkahest anymore once she said that statement. It made sense that no one was able to see him so far aside from Paige. She was the only one able to open that book to my knowledge. Tamara’s ability to sense the demon wasn’t surprising to me either, she told me about that a while back, though I couldn’t remember the exact period. Hearing about the magical marker caused me to look up at her with a hum of curiosity. Before I was able to ask how she found that out, my attention automatically drew to the window once I processed her request. I rose and walked over to the window to get a better look. After a moment or two of watching, I spotted him phase out of the side of the house. A soft whistle of wonder sounded alongside a tilt of my head as I noticed his form flickering rapidly between his death and predeath appearance, something ghosts only did when they were under immense distress. .
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“Aye. Looks like he’s upset. Does that one lady who’s obsessed with old western films still live in that house?” If that was the case, she could be on a movie binge and a scene involving shotguns and folk dying could have triggered the guy. I watched Joey phase through the ground, probably toward the basement, before I turned to look at Paige, a spark of interest flashed through my eyes. “Where’d ya learn ‘bout the magical markers and stuff?” @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 17-Dec-22 01:54 AM
I silently observed her and the reactions she had once she saw the ghost. It was honestly a 50/50 chance that she could still see ghosts so I was mildly surprised. I wasn't surprised that the information I had gathered on the topic was correct after all. That place was currently documenting all of existence. I had a book in that place that was documenting this exact moment we were having. When she turned to look at me I saw the spark in her eyes followed by the question I couldn't answer. "The grimoire." I lied instinctively. I immedately felt stupid for saying it but kept that internalized conflict in check. It was a believable answer but there was a chance that if I told her I couldn't tell her she would have dropped the subject respectfully. Before I gave time for that lie to sink in, considering Morrue had sniffed out a few of my lies to Klaus I immediately went to distraction mode. "Congratulations, you can probably learn Death magic if you want. It would take. . A lot of work versus how naturally it comes to Tamara and I being born with it, but it's an option on the table for you." @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 17-Dec-22 06:13 PM
Being informed that the grimoire was the one that told her that caused me to give her a scrutinized stare. But before I was able to decipher if she was telling the truth or not, the mention of having the possible chance to learn death magic immediately caught my attention. An unconscious owlish coo escaped my throat as I visibly perked at that idea. “That sounds like a pretty neat offer not gonna lie,” I cocked my head slightly, “what kinda death magic do ya think would be worth tryin’ frr me?” I knew that wind manipulation was a subcategory in elemental magic, so I figured getting a basic grasp on death magic wouldn’t be too hard. But like Paige said, due to not being born with that ability to use such magic, it would take a lot of practice to be able to get some sort of understanding of it. Granted, my knowledge of elemental magic was severely lacking. Before I died, Mother had started to teach me some wind manipulation. Since I inherited more of her genes then Father’s, I wasn’t able to figure out earth. Considering I was only just starting to get a grasp on wind and then suddenly being unable to practice it for 34 years, I could imagine that I’d be a bit rusty in trying to get back into magic, especially a type of magic I wasn’t born with. But who knows, the saying of ‘learning a bike and it sticking’ or whatever might have some truth to it. @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 26-Dec-22 07:13 AM
I was mildly relieved that she took the bait and didn't ask further questions about where I gathered my information from. I was caught off guard by the noise she made and was sure I made some sort of facial expression towards her that said as much. It was going to take time to get used to her quirks beyond the situation of being in Amber's body. Her following question was immediately met with a lackluster shoulder shrug. I was instinctively good at this brand of magic. At least I liked to think I was. "I learn everything I know from reading and Tamara. Tamara taught me a lot and I think there's a lot she's holding back from me. I mean she says that death magic isn't her primary but she tosses spells like breathing air." I took a pause in my explanation to chew on the inside of my cheek for a moment. The reality was I was pretty sure Tamara didn't trust me with more advanced spell work. After my attempt at trying to revive Amber I could almost understand why. . Or perhaps I could have saved her if Tamara just actually taught me more at my pace and not hers. ". .Anyways she would be the person to talk to about looking into spell work when and if you're ever ready." @💕Blue💕
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Morrue BOT 26-Dec-22 02:16 PM
Having noticed her sudden shift in facial expression after I cooed, the corner of my mouth twitched upward for a moment before returning to neutral as she started to talk about her experience of how she learned death magic. I nodded along as I processed what she said about Tamara in both the assumption of her keeping spells hidden and her being very experienced in that particular magic. During the short moment of silence, a few reasons why Tamara would hold back teaching Paige specific spells came to mind. The big one that stood out was the risk of misuse either for one’s own gain or someone else's… which honestly was kind of how I ended up here now that I think of it… I hummed in thought hearing her last comment. Despite there being a large percentage that I wouldn’t have the ability to learn death magic, the small chance of being able to learn it enticed me to at least try. “I’ll prolly ask her when she’s back.” I shrugged as I glanced out the window again. With my attention now free to look anywhere I wanted, I automatically turned to the sky. The feathers that ran across the sides of my arms seemed to ruffle with excitement without my knowledge as I noticed that the heavy rain from earlier had subsided to a light drizzle. “Have ya ever flown before?” I suddenly asked without shifting my gaze, “can’t remember if ya ever said.” @Foxmantle
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Paige BOT 28-Dec-22 04:21 AM
I looked over at her slightly confused by her question until I saw that she was gazing up. With her particular heritage understanding washed over me immediately, but a displeased shiver at the idea of flying crawled across my skin. I vocalized the shiver with a little grunt in an attempt to shake it off. Sure I could understand why naturally she would be curious if someone else had experienced such a natural joy. For me, that was a nightmare. “I have acrophobia, so absolutely not. I can’t say I have or plan on trying to anytime soon.” I explained a bit bluntly. I didn’t want to rain on her parade as this wasn’t something I shared in most small talk. After Michael’s death it took me a whole year to be able to even climb the stairs so I could sleep in my bed and not on the couch. The doctors said it was a trauma response to watching someone fall from a height to their death, and with therapy I would get over it eventually. It could have been that sure. I was more inclined to believe it had something to do with the ghost that lived in my room at the hospital I was forced to stay at during an entire summer. She had apparently found a way to open the window and jump. She spent the day repeating her death over and over again, and the night making me live that experience in my dreams. I looked over to the desk where my empty pack of cigarettes were and sighed in disappointment before standing up and heading towards the door. “I’ma head down stairs. Food should be here soon and I need a drink if I am really honest.” I took the stairs down a bit faster than I normally do and headed for the kitchen to find that bottle of whiskey I was sure was in the cabinet. I expected Morrue to follow so when I found the bottle I pulled out two glasses instead of one and poured myself a drink. The second one was there for if she chose to partake.
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Foxmantle 28-Dec-22 04:22 AM
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Morrue BOT 29-Dec-22 09:02 PM
I simply hummed in acknowledgement as she answered my question. When I was really little, I wasn’t able to understand how some people didn’t enjoy heights. Despite Father being a creature of the land, once he met my mother, he fell in love with flying. With both my parents' support, I never thought much otherwise. It wasn’t until high school that I learned that not everyone had the same opinion. Granted, I still didn’t completely know why people weren’t a fan of it, but to each their own. My focus on the sky broke once I heard Paige leave her seat. I responded with a short but clear ‘alright’ right before her form disappeared around the doorframe. With my focus no longer on her, I turned back toward the window. A soft thrill of annoyance rose out of my throat, debating if I should go down and wait with her or briefly stretch my wings. After a longer than needed moment of battling with myself, I let logic win with a defeated sigh. It wasn’t much, but it was still just bright enough outside to cause me to worry about getting seen by any bystanders and I wasn’t sure how much control I had over my shapeshifting ability since coming back to Amber's body. A frown etched itself across my face once that thought came to mind. After eating, I definitely needed to check and see if that was true or not. I shook my head to clear my mind and headed out of the room and down the steps to the kitchen. Once I was there, I took note of the set up and poured myself half a glass of whiskey. With the drink acquired, I lifted it to my lips and took a swig. Considering I haven’t tasted anything for over three decades, wasn’t a fan of liquor, and only drank to look cool around others, I was not prepared for the taste that assaulted my tongue. I barely managed to swallow the foul liquid before I sprayed it all across the floor. “Faurdek!” I hissed out with a pained expression clearly on my face, “thas jus’ as nasty as I remember it from last time I had it!”
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Paige BOT 29-Dec-22 10:06 PM
I turned around to lean my back against the kitchen counter, just in time to see Morrue enter the room. When she came over to pour herself a drink I couldn't help but watch for her reaction. I honestly didn’t think she would take the open offer and considering she hasnt tasted anything in years, let alone liquor was sure to have some kind of fascinating reaction. When she sprayed it out of her mouth and across my kitchen floor I couldn’t help but snort back a laugh before trying to hide it by downing my own glass in one swig. “It’s an. . acquired taste.” I said to her disgusted statement as nonchalant as I could muster. Other than the displeased noise Morrue was making after the whiskey had touched her tongue, a bit of silence filled the air around us, and I countered it by pouring myself another glass. I held the glass in one hand and looked down at it before considering my next statement carefully. “You can not be seen by anybody. Which means you shouldnt take any risks however, if an owl of some kind was hanging out in my backyard it wouldn't be considered out of the ordinary. Especially if it was only seen and heard at night.” I knew she wanted to fly but I also knew that if Klaus found out I encouraged her to do so at this stage she would rip me to pieces. I looked up at her away from my drink to say, “..and if that owl sees a police car doing its usual rounds on my house, it probably should stay out of sight immediately.” I lifted the glass to my lips and gave her a wink before once again downing the entire glass just in time as the doorbell rang. I put the glass down on the counter as I pushed myself off of it and went to answer the door. The entrance hall had a direct line of sight to my kitchen and I didn’t think too much about it till I saw who was at the door which caused me to immediately put my body between enough space that the door wasn’t open all the way and could obstruct the view of my house.
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“Sam. .Out of drivers tonight, you had to come and deliver this yourself?” I said to him in a faux welcoming tone. It was also hiding my annoyance of the fact that Amber’s ex boyfriend from high school would come to my door tonight. He started to take the pizza out of its warm bag as he scoffed at my tone of voice. “Ghost girl,” he greeted in a neutral tone. “I volunteered because Amber is AWOL again. Wanted to see if she’s here considering none of her family believes me when I tell them she hangs out with you.” He was holding back giving the pizza to me in a clear sign of looking for answers. He normally got this annoying when Amber disappeared here and there on benders, but this time there was a clear added risk to his annoying persistence. “I don’t get why you are constantly white knighting for her. She’s told you to get lost like a hundred times..” I replied as I crossed my arms leaning against the door frame to add to blocking his view of my home. He seemed to chuckle at that as he extended the pizza towards me saying, “and I don’t get how you can’t see that she isn’t gay.” I felt my lips turn downwards as my false welcoming persona fell away. That statement hit a cord and he knew it. “She’s not here. Klaus came by earlier already. You can follow up with her perusal.” I responded as I took the pizza box from him and then immediately slammed the door shut with no offer of a tip. I could feel my shoulders rise and fall with my deep breaths before I turned and walked back towards the kitchen and placed the box on the table. I put a single finger to my lips to signal to Morrue to continue being quiet until we heard his car pull away.
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Foxmantle 29-Dec-22 10:06 PM
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Morrue BOT 31-Dec-22 09:17 AM
“Acquired taste my ass…” I muttered jokingly once I managed to get myself under control. I teasingly showed my disdain through a childish act of wrinkling my nose and sticking out my tongue as I watched her pour another glass for herself. My expression shifted to one of a more neutral look as the short period of amusement ended. I nodded my head as she explained to me about not being seen by anyone, including the possibility of Klaus patrolling the area. Even though it was an obvious statement on what not to do, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t slightly reassured by her warning. Noticing her wink before she drank her refilled glass, I tampered down the blush that was starting to rise by playfully rolling my eyes with a slight smirk. Once the doorbell rang, I unconsciously started to follow Paige, but managed to stop myself three steps in once I realized what I was doing. Hearing the delivery guy was Amber’s ex from highschool, I moved to the corner of the kitchen where I was more hidden from view in case he had the chance to look inside. I knew Paige wouldn’t allow him to get a look into her home, but I wanted to air on the side of caution. I stayed silent and still as I listened to their brief conversation. Only once the sound of his car pulling away did I move to the grab some paper towels on the counter to clean the shower of whiskey I spewed onto the floor. “Not surprised folk are startin’ ta gettin’ antsy… there others that I should be wary ‘bout?” I asked as I bent down to clean the mess. @Foxmantle
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💜Fuschia Fiory💜 19-Mar-23 06:15 PM
(( @Foxmantle @💕Blue💕 Hey there! - Looks like it's been a while since this has been posted in. So I'm checking in to see if you would like to continue or if you would like to archive it. Please let me know either way and I'd be happy to help! 💜 ))
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💜Fuschia Fiory💜
(( @Foxmantle @💕Blue💕 Hey there! - Looks like it's been a while since this has been posted in. So I'm checking in to see if you would like to continue or if you would like to archive it. Please let me know either way and I'd be happy to help! 💜 ))
💕Blue💕 19-Mar-23 06:35 PM
(Last time we chatted, we were planning on continuing it, but I'm not too sure now. I'm good either way if you'd like to archive it or continue it @Foxmantle ^^)
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💕Blue💕 19-Mar-23 08:06 PM
(Putting it in inactive I guess is also another option too?) (edited)
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