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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 11:04:47 GMT -6
‘Might be only a hundred meters now, at least I was right in guessing it is a staircase. I just need to get close enough to see if there is a door that isn’t as incorporeal as the last one became.’ He wishes that feverishly as he isn’t so certain anymore whether he is capable of going an extra two hundred meters, not with how unwell his body is both outside and inside. He pants slightly as he jumps over one of the more larger pumpkins, almost tripping over the vines when he lands and hearing an angry trill of Dysis as he apparently dislodged her from his shoulder and she flies off him before she could really fall off of him and hit the ground. He tsks in annoyance when she left his shoulder, feeling like it could very well be that he has to make a detour to herd her back on his shoulder again before he could continue making more progress in getting closer to the staircase, but somehow he earned her loyalty enough that when she sees he isn’t about to trip, she lands on his right shoulder again.
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 11:04:57 GMT -6
He feels slightly strange when that happened, eyeing her in wonderment as he really had expected her to leave him in that moment out of her own annoyance that he couldn’t keep himself perfectly straight as he walks. “Trrriiii?” ‘Go walk?’ He hears her say suddenly, she sounded more curious on if he wanted to do that, then annoyed with him for almost making her fall. “..” He wasn’t certain what to say, but after a moment he merely nodded, and walked further, this time more carefully in when he jumps over the more larger vegetation. And if they are too large, and the chance of dislodging her again is quite high, he just walks around it. Lips twitching upwards as he sees the staircase coming closer and he can more easily tell that this one is made out of stone as well. Its coloring more a lighter grey then white when the moonlight shines upon it. But somehow it just makes it stand out like a beacon.
*29
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 11:05:10 GMT -6
‘Finally!’ He feels like cheering when he reaches the staircase and can actually make out that yes there is a door in very dark colors, and yes the door isn’t tangible! It reflects some of the moonlight! Taking the last few steps needed to climb up the staircase, he is quick to take the handle of the door and turns it enough to open it. The wave of heath that blasts his body is a thing he appreciates greatly as he steps inside the reception room and closes the door behind him. It almost looks like they had never left. The turkey still looks like a quarter of it was eaten from it by Dysis. “TRRRrriii!!” ‘Food!!’ He hears Dysis exclaim suddenly from his shoulder, and with the feeling of her fluttering her wings rapidly she lifts off and flies quickly back to the Turkey she had been eating from. He tilts his head to the side for a moment, giving only a quick glance at the room before sighing and decides to let it go. He could use some time to rest as well. Walking closer to the table Dysis is at, he takes out one of the chairs from under the table, and drops his backpack on it. Then takes another chair right next to it out from under the table and sits on it with a heavy sigh of relieve.
*30
Dysis LV 11.0, LY 29.00
Claw 0.10
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Post by Renathan on Sept 29, 2019 11:56:37 GMT -6
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 14:40:03 GMT -6
Seeing as he still is thirsty, he drags the chair with his backpack closer to himself, zipping open the bag and rummaging in it for a moment till he has his canteen. Unscrewing the lid, he takes some of more sips from it, he can tell it is almost empty now. ‘Dysis, you want some water?’ He knows there is still just enough for her to quench some of her own thirst if need be. Dysis looks up in his direction just as she finishes tearing up a section of the turkey’s skin, munching on it as she seems to look directly at the canteen in his hand after a moment. ‘Yes!’ She chirps out inside his mind after a moment, seemingly being quick enough in tearing the piece of meat in small enough portion inside her mouth to swallow everything before trilling back verbally and fluttering her wings fast enough to lift off from the turkey and come closer to him. He is quick to drop the lid on the table and switch the canteen to his left hand while bringing up his right arm high into the air. He really wouldn’t like for her to land somewhere on the tableware, and make a mess of things.
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 14:40:15 GMT -6
He waited patiently as Dysis seems to hesitates at the quick gesture he made to have her land on his right arm, having never done that before with her. But he hopes his gesture is just obvious enough for her to follow along with what he is trying to do. ‘Its alright, come.’ He says while trying to say it both gentle but firmly enough in the hope she will listen to him. It took just a few more seconds with her fluttering in a circle around him before she decides to land on his, facing away from his left hand with the canteen for only a moment as she clings to him. Trying to get a good grip on his coat sleeve before she is able to turn around and he can slowly start giving her some of the water, making certain not to spill anything on her. One corner of his mouth twitching upwards as he sees her drinking in by slowly licking up the water from the canteen’s opening.
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 14:40:30 GMT -6
When Dysis felt like she is done with drinking her water, she flutters off his arm and goes back to the roasted turkey with what is likely a happy trill as she starts tearing into the flesh again. Well, since the food is still here and he did become slightly hungry from all the traveling he did already, its best to just tuck in. taking the lid off the table he screws the canteen shuts and drops it back into his backpack before looking at every dish on the table till he made his choice on what to get.
Taking from one of the dishes in front of him a meat pastry to his plate, some grapes further on the left side of him that seems to be more used for decoration, but as it is actually real fruit he decides to take some anyway. Mashed potatoes, and some type of citrus-cranberry sauce he pours over it. While it might be a weird combination, he didn’t care much for it. Taking the fork and knife right next to the plate he starts his meal, feeling glad that with the first taste of the meat pie that it still is warm for some reason. ‘Would magic be involved with it?’ He wonders absentmindedly as he takes his next bite.
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 14:40:43 GMT -6
He washes the taste away with the nearest full goblet that apparently contains some cider, the taste of apple and cinnamon seems to be heavy in it, but there is also a darker taste in it? “Hmm..” Sampling from it he wonders what exactly makes it taste so dark but still somewhat pleasant on the tongue. He hadn’t had this type of drink before. ‘Oh well.’ He stops for a moment with drinking the beverage, letting the goblet rest on the table again as he grabs his bag to take out his canteen. ‘Its empty anyway.’ He thinks as his lips twitch upwards. Standing up, the chair scrapes at the floor for a moment, gaining Dysis attention as she looks curiously in his direction, antennae twitching as she tries to figure out what exactly he is doing. She watches how he unscrews the lid and pours the cider into the canteen. Only when about eight glasses where emptied did he stop as the liquid almost starts to spill out of it.
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 14:40:54 GMT -6
Screwing the lid on it once more and dropping the now full canteen in his bag, he sees Dysis had stopped eating for a moment and makes him seriously wonder where exactly all the food is going as that roasted turkey is getting really demolished by her appetite. He almost doesn’t recognize what exactly the type of dish it used to be. ‘Your still hungry Dysis?’ He says in his mind to her as he starts to sit back down, slowly demolishing his own dinner and washes the dryer parts of the food away each time with a sip of the apple cider. ‘Full! Full!’ He hears her say, trilling verbally at him she flutters off the turkey dish, and before he could raise his arm, she starts to land on top of his head rather heavily. “Dysis!” He says sharply in a reprimanding tone as he feels her nuzzle him, and almost starts to burrow in his spiked hair. She certainly started to put on more weight after having eaten all that turkey he couldn’t help but think.
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Dysis LV 12.0, LY 31.00
Claw 0.15
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Post by Renathan on Sept 29, 2019 14:55:26 GMT -6
 What is this thing? A strange scarecrow, perhaps? But weren't those generally stuffed with straw? |
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 15:50:40 GMT -6
“Trii!” ‘Done too!’ She seems to demand of him, he feels her legs spread out on top of his head, it feels weird in a way, almost like a massage? ‘Keep doing that Dysis.’ He says as it does feels pleasant. Taking in some more food and washing the taste away till the goblet is empty, he picks up another one to sip from while eating. The light scratching of her legs on his head makes him shiver for a moment in distraction before continuing with eating and drinking, only when his knife clinked at the empty plate, he stopped eating, feeling pleasantly full now. Leaving the fork and knife on his plate, he decides it might be best to go outside now. He isn’t sure if he wants to leave the whole area now and go home now, but he figures it might be for the best to just try and check the outside now. The real outside area of the mansion. He certainly isn’t going to try and explore the pumpkin field with its everlasting full moon, he only just now got out of it.
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 15:50:52 GMT -6
Standing up he grabs at his chair to keep his balance, for some reason the room seems to spin for a moment. What is going on? Is the room changing itself? He shakes his head, but that just makes it feel like a terrible mistake to do as he loses his balance just enough to stumble. “Trrriii!” Dysis seems to almost yelp out as she suddenly looses her grip and falls off his head, only the fact that she is able to flutter quickly enough to fly up and not hit the ground prevents her from getting squished by him as he tried to take a step and stumbled for real. “Oo~ohh Tha’ cou’lth’ ave’ bin nass’y.” He tries to say, why isn’t his tongue working correctly? What is this? “So’y Dy’ses.” He tries again when he noticed she is off his head, somehow accidently having dislodged her.
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 15:51:03 GMT -6
He pretty much decides its best not to talk and make a embarrassment out of himself, carefully he grabs his backpack, and tries his best to get it on his back, but for some reason the straps dig in uncomfortable in his shoulders, making take a few moments to figure out where he went wrong with it, and then adjust them. He could have sworn it went a lot easier before he was able to get into this room. “Dy?” He says when he still sees her fluttering high above him, tilting his head to the left as he does so. “Trii!” She says in response as she slowly starts flying down and landing on his right shoulder. Nipping him lightly at the ear. ‘Stupid!’ She says in a annoyed tone, her antennae twitching slightly aggressively against his skin. He merely rolls his eyes for a moment, then decides it doesn’t matter what she said. She’s here now on his shoulder, he can go on his merry way now, can’t he?
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 15:51:15 GMT -6
Yes he can! Nodding to himself, he carefully takes one step at a time in front of him. Going to the door he just knows is the one he took before, all the daylight and tree’s he could wish for is there alright! Once he is at the door, it seems to take a moment of fiddling with the handle to get it to turn just right, and stumbles slightly again as he steps outside the room. The feeling of the sun on his skin is pleasant, but doesn’t feel as warm as he would have liked. Dysis is warm. The room he was in is warm. But this part? Not warm all that much. Now where should he head to right now? “Dy’ do’in gr’ate?” He mumbles as he starts walking to the orange tree’s ‘Sick?’ He hears her say suddenly, and he just shakes his head at that word. He isn’t sick, but did she say she is? Turning his head towards her he squints slightly. “Ya si’k?” “Siii’k?” He tries again, why can’t he get his tongue wrap around that word as perfectly as before.
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Post by Twilight-Claw on Sept 29, 2019 15:51:28 GMT -6
He almost hears Dysis huff as she seems to let the fur on her body stand on end. Is she feeling upset? Huh.. ‘No, sick you?’ She seems to try again. Is she deflecting what he said? Odd. Carefully bringing his shaking hand towards her, he pets her slightly for a few moments, stopping only when he risks the chance that he accidently might pet her too hard or hit her wings when the shaking gets worse. Letting his hand fall to his side, he continues further too the festive looking trees, all that orange and red looks really pretty. Its almost like seeing a dawn or sunset where you need to be at just the right time to watch, or in fifteen minutes or less you’d miss your chance of seeing a perfect one. “Li’e you’s name sakeh.” He nods, yes, just like Dysis name sake. She is named after that! And she is such a pretty one too.
*40
Dysis LV 13.0, LY 33.00
Claw 0.0 - Level up, 87! - Logged
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