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(RP) A case of Social Tourettes

Bryelle Vaughn

Journeyman
Alumni
Stratics Veteran
Stratics Legend
"What is a little girl like you doing so far into dangerous territory?"

That would have sounded more menacing if he weren't dressed like a grape. Clad head to toe in purple, Lord Vicious house guest seemed anything but cruel.

"Lord Sid said I was welcome." Sending him a beaming smile over her shoulder she returned her attention to the various flasks gathered in what could only be termed as a laboratory. Holding the one with the bright pink ooze between her thumb and forefinger she tilted the bottle, dumping its contents into a slightly reptilian foamy green liquid. The resulting effect sent a grey cloud of gas trailing across the stones above their head. Had she mixed something prior? It was hard to remember with the house guest hovering.

He stepped back, though she really didn't ask him to.
"If you were invited then by all means, stay and look around."

Smile plastered to her face she turned to observe the Grape. Was that fear she saw in his eyes? Or was it recognition that a higher power had overrode anything and everything he could have said at that moment? Two minutes later, whatever his reasoning she no longer cared as she followed along behind him through the catacombs of the castle.

Plants and draperies were strategically placed to be both aesthetic and yet functional. That alone was a sure sign that the same decorator for the castle had been she who was hired for most of Dawn's outlying buildings.

Without thought to the expensive of the items Cecilie casually roamed her fingers over wood, granite, glass and jewels alike. Taking in each texture as if they were her baubles to toss and grab at leisure. The grape said nothing. He eyed her movements with a distant watchfulness. Whoever the Grape was... he knew not to get involved.
 

Bryelle Vaughn

Journeyman
Alumni
Stratics Veteran
Stratics Legend
She bounced on the chairs, she bounced on his carpet and she bounced on his chests. From one end of the castle to the other Cecilie had made herself at home. He'd managed to save some privacy, albeit very little by walking away. This had yet to deter her. Skipping from one end of his abode to the other, she shouted across the distance, laughter echoing in her voice. It was laughter that greeted her in return when his ears didn't quite match her lung capacity. A problem she rectified by tearing back down the hall and almost ramming herself into his stoic frame.

"Pray you never grow old young lady."

She beamed at the War Wizard. Lord Sid, for all his pomp and circumstance, had failed to keep her at arms length. In fact, he had invited just the opposite by showing her around his various properties. Cecilie now knew at least 3 other places she could track him down if need be.

"You need more color!" His head tilted in confusion at her jump in statements. Little did he know that he would spend the next hour playing dressing up Sid for her amusement. "Much Better!" Clad in matching Orange he grinned as she informed him she would taking the bed in the North West corner of the residence.

"We may have a problem then, as that bed is taken by me." The conversation was still amidst debate when she finished her gymnastics by bouncing onto his bed, curling up without his permission and passing out cold.
 
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