Darky
Flea Market Artist
Veritas et Aequitas
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Post by Darky on Apr 30, 2020 14:03:20 GMT -6
( Fhèr, Speak: 5 / Search: 2 )
Suddenly the a thought occurs to the sphinx and she pulls the balloon down, eyes looking up, "Hey, Fhèr? How do you feel about going for a high ride?" The hara's face was in her view immediately, eyes wide and gleaming "High ride? You mean fly?"
Darky smirked, sheepish, "Sort of.."
A moment later the balloon was raised again, this time with the yang sitting atop it on her knees. She leaned forward and looked around, hand shielding her eyes. "Do you see a path to the right?" the sphinx asked below. "Try and really search for it."
"I think see," Fhèr replied and pointed a little backwards. "Some walk, then we go right again."
The sphinx backed up several steps, until an opening became visible in the hedge and carefully inched her way through, making sure the balloon remained high enough as to not be nicked by any of the paper leaves. On the device, she transmitted, "Alright, there was a bit of a hitch, but we're moving again. Once we reach the house, then what?" She could see the wall beginning to loom over the top of the hedge, though this was a month of tricks. As far as she knew, the house could be just around the corner, as soon as she blinked.
(13) April Darky: 7 Fhèr: 25 (2/5) / 27 (2/5)
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Darky
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Post by Darky on Apr 30, 2020 14:08:52 GMT -6
( Fhèr, Speak: 6 / Search: 3 )
It wasn't, though, because such nice things would defeat the purpose of the suffering exercise. All the same, she kept trying to edge her way towards the right along the hedge wall, while the yang called out directions around any obstacles ahead. For the most part said obstacles were just.. more hedge, but one particular instance was a rather hefty looking tree stump just beyond one of the wall gaps they had to squeeze through. Or rather, as the yang titles it, 'big tree cut'. One of these days she needed to get so far as to mention papercuts to Fhèr and that was sure to be an.. interesting conversation, previous implications considered.
For now, she focused more on not getting herself cut in the process, as well as making sure to protect the balloon as much as possible. In truth, she had no real idea whether the balloon could even pop when cut by the hedge, seeing as not everything in the Mansion exactly followed the normal 'rules' of the world. This didn't mean she intended to test the theory, at least not as long as the yand was using it as an improvised crow's nest to their proverbial hedge ship.
(14) April Darky: 8 Fhèr: 25 (3/5) / 27 (3/5)
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Darky
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Veritas et Aequitas
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Post by Darky on Apr 30, 2020 14:15:26 GMT -6
( Fhèr, Speak: 7 / Search: 3 )
Suddenly there was a shout and the sphinx felt the balloon shift, "Long hiss!"
"What?" the mammalian asked, looking up towards the yang and seeing her tiny arm poke out from behind the balloon's edge of visual range, at something on the ground. "Long hiss! On ground!" the harachiu shouted again and by the time it clicked in the mammalian's mind, she immediately followed it up with 'doh' moment at herself. Looking down, careful and slow, yep, there it was, bright as day now that she focused her attention on it - a yellow snake in the grass. Bright enough that most natural rules would have immediately flagged it as 'heck off, I am poisonous, don't mess with me', emphasizing the aforementioned 'doh' moment as the sphinx was afraid any sudden movements could startle it.
But.. it wasn't moving. It wasn't even hissing (the other sign of 'heck off' common to natural order). Darky squinted, then carefully approached, circling the thing. "I think.. I think this one's just a toy?"
A grey head poked around the balloon, staring at her with eyes wide, "Toy?"
She nodded, picking it up and confirming as much - just a rubber snake, a child's plaything. Phew.. well, that was close.
"What about that one?" the yang asked, pointing off.
"What one?" the sphinx blinked at her and followed the indication towards something looking to be made of glass sitting among the plants.
(15) April Darky: 9 - (added) Fhèr: 25 (4/5) / 27 (4/5)
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Post by Renathan on Apr 30, 2020 22:56:45 GMT -6
A single vial is guarded by a vicious little... thing.
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