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tabularasa_rp2020-08-02 07:44 pm
starshower) wrote in tabularasa_rp2020-08-02 07:44 pm
open โจ tell me, is something wrong?
Who: Tifa Lockhart & YOU
What: August catch-all
Where: Around The Void
When: When the threads happen
Content Warnings: N/A
What: August catch-all
Where: Around The Void
When: When the threads happen
Content Warnings: N/A
 ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช'๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ค๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ช๐ง ๐ช๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต. ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ |
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[Which makes this weirder. The windows were all shut tight, and there's no way any wind would be getting up there, even if the door was left open, but the two of them have been pretty good at making sure that everything is closed and locked. It doesn't help that the light in here is so dim, bordering on complete darkness, save for the light filtering through the windows, so needless to say, it can put a fright in any brave, kickass girl.
Tifa included.
She comes out from behind the counter and goes to the stairs, but stops to look at Blue.]
A-After you...
[In spite of her fear, she has her fists raised anyway, prepared to strike down anything that leaps out at them.]
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[Easier said than done, maybe, but he does his best, mouth pressed in a grimace as he climbs the steps slowly towards the door. At least Eevee is looking serious and ready to fight, if need be- perched on his shoulder, Eevee's ears twitch to and fro, listening for any other signs from whatever produced that sound, and making a quiet chirp when he picks up some quiet rolling sounds on the floor upstairs.]
[Blue swallows, then reaches a hand for the doorknob.] Ready.........? One, two, and...!
[He turns it and flings it open in one motion, flattening himself to the stairwell wall as Eevee leaps forward to put himself between Blue and whatever the culprit is.]
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Everything is as it should be.
The wind whistles outside, but the silence upstairs is almost deafening, haunting her ears with an annoying ring.
And then, something catches the light in the corner of the roomโa pair of small, round eyes that stare back at Eevee. Tifa doesn't see them at first, too busy staring up at the ceiling as the gusts continue to wail at them, but there's no need for her to see it...
Because there's a loud clattering noise and something skin-coloured leaps out from behind a stack of crates, knocking them and some cleaning supplies over, and whatever it is darts across the room to seek refuge under the bed. Meanwhile, Tifa yelps from behind Blue and tumbles right into him from behind...!]
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Anything, 'vee?
Vuu... [Comes a low growl as Eevee senses whatever it is that's up here, ears pinning and flicking to and fro as he stalks forward with a slow, steady crouch.]
[That's when he sees it- those beady eyes.]
Oof--!
[Blue raises his hands up to his face as in a flash of movement, the creature clucks and squawks as it leaps out, darting under the bed- and Eevee gives chase along with it. Blue stumbles as Tifa crashes right into him, grabbing at the door to steady himself, with the scuffle continuing loudly under the bed.]
[Until...]
Eevuu!! [Eevee and the chicken nug dart back out of the bed, and right back towards the open doorway! Catch!]
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The chicken dashes under Blue's legs between his feet and it stumbles right into Tifa, but knocks itself off balance. The only thing it can do now is roll down the stairs, and she turns to watch it, in shock while she holds onto Blue for dear life before...]
Ugh, enough of this!
[Knowing now that it's not a ghost, her courage has finally returned to her.
She follows it down the steps, her shoes thundering against them as she runs, and Tifa leaps for it on the landing. Her hands wrap around the bird, and the sensation of what essentially feels like grabbing a featherless turkey is... jarring, to say the least, but she manages to hold on while it tries to wriggle out of her grasp.]
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[He's still processing what the heck just happened when Tifa storms down after it, but he manages to regain enough sense to jog down the stairs after just in time to watch her grab onto the struggling bird-like creature, whose 'arms' wriggle and struggle as it clucks desperately.]
--Oh, it's a Chickpee, [He finally observes, helpfully.] What was this guy doing running around up there!? [Eevee huffs and growls at the thing, feeling tough for helping to catch it, and probably making things worse.]
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You know what this thing is!?
[What the hell is a Chickpee...!? And yes, what was it doing running around in the attic? All very good questions that she will be asking once she kicks this thing out on the curb, because it's caused enough trouble as it is. And then the next realization dawns on her just as she gets to her feet, maintaining a firm hold on the Chickpee??? while it flails helplessly.]
This must be where all of the eggs are coming from...
[With that, Tifa carries the creature to the door, kicks it open, and gently tosses the small thing off the patio. Unfortunately, it has no feathered wings to help break its fall, so it just flops and... rolls down the front steps of the bar...
:| ]
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If they are Pokรฉmon, and not one of those 'animal' things I've heard about.
[Yeah good, let's blame them on another world.]
[Blue's head tilts. Eggs? Well, all Pokรฉmon laid eggs, so for him that isn't a stretch of the imagination at all, although he's never seen a Pokรฉmon egg that looked like the one Tifa had accidentally cracked. It looked more like a Chansey egg, or something like that....]
[(It's best not to try and think about where the eggs Pokรฉpeople eat come from.)]
[Blue winces a little as Tifa yeets for the poor Chickpee out the door, flopping and rolling down the steps.] --Ah! Is it okay....!? [Tifa might be over it, but Blue still seems to have some sympathy left in him, trailing after it anxiously, like he's trying to decide if it's okay....]
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Loudly.
It tries to roll onto its hands... feet?... once, twice, before it finally makes it, and it blinks up at Blue, then to Eevee, then to Tifa, then back to Blue through its tiny, round eyes. It approaches him slowly, the feethands slapping against the ground.
Tifa sighs with relief.]
Looks alright to me.
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[The weird little freak.]
[Blue hesitates with a quiet 'uh', like he's not sure what it'll do now that it's been kicked out and everyone's just standing around staring at it, but it slowly creeps towards him and he hesitates before trying to crouch down and offer it a few pats on its weird, naked back.]
[Sheesh. These things were kinda weird....] I guess so, huh...? I wonder how he got in here. Think there's a hole in the attic roof, somewhere?
Although I figure we'd see Pidgey in there too, if so.
[He tries to send the little guy on his way, Eevee still crowding in front of the steps of the bar and growling lowly to ward it off; Blue takes the good cop approach and tries to urge it to come out towards the grasses with a bit of a snack from his bag.]
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Until Blue returns to the patio, Tifa makes sure to turn her attention to Eevee on the steps, and she rushes over to give him some gentle chin scratches.]
My hero! Now that it's safe inside thanks to you and Blue, why don't we go back in for some treats?
[Time to spoil the shit out of this little guy. Of course, she hasn't forgotten about Blue.]
We'd better get back inside and finish that drink of yours.
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[Eevee purrs with a proud dance around Tifa's feet; that's right, he is a hero!! And he definitely deserves treats. He continues to purr happily at her petting as Blue strays back from the edge of the woods.]
[He snickers and rolls his eyes a little at Eevee's theatrics, and dusts his hands off... As long as the little dicken fella was okay!!]
Haha, you're right! [Blue gives her a wink] It won't drink itself...
Ah, and I guess you better do one last look around for eggs, huh?
this seems like a good place to wrap! :)
[Because she doesn't want to have another situation where she winds up cracking an egg in her hand in front of a customer! That shit's nasty, and who knows how many more of them there'll be under the counter. Tifa is just praying that these aren't magical eggs that'll conjure themselves up inside one of her whiskey bottles...]
Let's go, before any more of those things try to sneak in.