07-03-2018, 06:27 PM
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[b]☾ IOTA [abbr="self-reference, thoughts"]x[/abbr] info [abbr="attacks"]x[/abbr] PROXY ☾
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Blue-tipped ears perked as the poltergeist approached, the apparition's incorporeal body chilling her to the bone despite the raging inferno close to her body. She smiled at his arrival, proud of herself to know that she could drag someone like Beck out of his comfort zone to join up with her. "Sure are, Beck. I thought it'd be fun." She hoped he could have fun too, it's the least she could do for all he did for her.
Blueberry paws ran across the bag of marshmallows she toted, ready to tear it open for the "schmoes" -- or s'mores, as the poltergeist so hastily corrected Nayru. "Ah, right, of course, schmoes -- I mean, s'mores! Yep, that's what we're making! Ole classic sch'mores..." She trailed off as she unsheathed another claw, cutting through the plastic like silk and plucking out a decently-sized sugary treat. Noticing that Beck had asked her for one first, Iota lightly tossed the snack towards his direction, eager to see what sorts of tricks he could pull -- if eating it weren't an option for the ghost, obviously. "Comin' up, pal."
Her ears flicked once more as the firebrand Freyja approached, and she turned around excitedly, ready to greet her to the party. "Hey, Freyja! Make yourself at home." She stretched, observing her plastic bag and boxes to see if anything spilled out onto the soot. She didn't think candies would taste any good covered in dirt, so of course she had to watch over the sweet treats like a hawk. She smiled and giggled a little bit, flattered at how Freyja commended her party. "Days upon days of planning. Gets tiring going through those old stores in the town for some snacks." She plucked a marshmallow from the bag, gently touching it to her tongue, and her eyes lit up. She stuffed it into her mouth eagerly, her senses peaking as the sugar gave her a kind of euphoria unlike anything else. "Mmmm ..." As Iota chewed on the treat, she noticed Freyja wanted one as well. Muffled speech prevented her from sounding too coherent as the marshmallow filled her mouth, but she made an attempt nonetheless. Shoving the bag of sweets to Freyja, she replied, "Sure thing!"
Blueberry paws ran across the bag of marshmallows she toted, ready to tear it open for the "schmoes" -- or s'mores, as the poltergeist so hastily corrected Nayru. "Ah, right, of course, schmoes -- I mean, s'mores! Yep, that's what we're making! Ole classic sch'mores..." She trailed off as she unsheathed another claw, cutting through the plastic like silk and plucking out a decently-sized sugary treat. Noticing that Beck had asked her for one first, Iota lightly tossed the snack towards his direction, eager to see what sorts of tricks he could pull -- if eating it weren't an option for the ghost, obviously. "Comin' up, pal."
Her ears flicked once more as the firebrand Freyja approached, and she turned around excitedly, ready to greet her to the party. "Hey, Freyja! Make yourself at home." She stretched, observing her plastic bag and boxes to see if anything spilled out onto the soot. She didn't think candies would taste any good covered in dirt, so of course she had to watch over the sweet treats like a hawk. She smiled and giggled a little bit, flattered at how Freyja commended her party. "Days upon days of planning. Gets tiring going through those old stores in the town for some snacks." She plucked a marshmallow from the bag, gently touching it to her tongue, and her eyes lit up. She stuffed it into her mouth eagerly, her senses peaking as the sugar gave her a kind of euphoria unlike anything else. "Mmmm ..." As Iota chewed on the treat, she noticed Freyja wanted one as well. Muffled speech prevented her from sounding too coherent as the marshmallow filled her mouth, but she made an attempt nonetheless. Shoving the bag of sweets to Freyja, she replied, "Sure thing!"
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