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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #50 on: March 24, 2009, 10:08:55 PM »
She actually considered the jacket. The cool air felt like a balm against her skin, and through the silk of her shirt; reminding her that she was alive and mostly unscathed, save for the collection of bruises, scrapes and tight muscles sprinkled across her body. But the air was also almost fridged, too cold for silk and slacks. It was her own foolishness to have left her jacket on the dumpster... but getting a cold would be stupid. Io took his jacket with an annoyed sigh towards herself, offering him a sheepish smile of gratitude before hooking her fingers around the heavy coat, and slipping it onto her shoulders. The sleeves fell far past her fingers, but that was a blessing, keeping them protected from the slight wind that whipped at her hair when it slipped around the corners of the buildings to their flanks. "Oh, aye?" She mused quietly, nodding her head mostly to tell him that she was listening. "Hm... well then, heres tae hopin' he does no' have anythin' agains' mine."
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #51 on: March 25, 2009, 10:33:19 PM »
The jacket was warm and comfortable, despite the many make-shift repairs to the fabric.  More importantly, it was clean, although the cottony interior lining sported many tell-tale dark stains, such to the point that the once grey liner was mostly redish brown now.  His Canadian heritage, coupled with his thick-headed stubborness, allowed him to shrug off the cold night air without complaint.  And besides that, it was helping take some of the heat from his own various bumps and bruises.  She looked almost childlike in the large jacket, as it only helped accentuate how much smaller of build she was then he, not that he was a particularly large fellow to begin with.

He fell silent for a time, the hand of his injured shoulder thrust into a pocket to keep it from swinging about as he walked and rolling the shoulder to work out the last of the stiffness.  Shadow continued to lay there comfortably enough, hardly shivering thanks to his Mage's body warmth.  He chittered excitedly at mention of her ferret, trying to impress the point that he'd be the perfect gentleman.  "Doubt there'll be trouble.  The furball can get along with anyone, especially if it means dragging me into it."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #52 on: March 26, 2009, 02:27:26 AM »
"Taxi!" Io lifted onto the toe of one foot, stretching out her arm with the sleeve of Jim's jacket pooling around her forearm as if to mock her size. Small, perhaps even dainty, but muscles shifted and flexed with the grace of her movements to hint that she wasn't as 'soft' as she might have looked. It didn't take long for her to catch the attention of a passing cab; really a clean white van of a newer model, pulling up at the curb besides them. "It's goin' tae take far tae much time tae walk..." She explained to Jim with a brief flash of a smile, opening the door of their cab, before climbing in herself. Thankfully, it was warm inside, and instantly she sighed with relief.

Once more she shifted over to French, speaking to their driver on where to take them, before the cab pulled from the curb and back into the main road. Music was currently playing, some horrible french rap that made Io wince. She missed the Rolling Stones, who didn't seem to be so popular in this part of Europe. But, with a sigh, she settled back against the seat and felt tight muscles sigh in relief for the chance to rest. Even though she knew moving around would be far better for them. A hot bath would be nice, mixed with some herbs in the bathwater to ease the tensions from being tossed around like a rag doll... she'd just have to settle with a change of clothes and tea.

They arrived at a modest hotel a few minutes later; where Io paid the taxi driver and slid out of the car after Jim. The building was white, only five stories tall with little wooden garden boxes outside of the windows and lace curtains over the windows. Quaint, modest, homely... but easily over looked. Certainly not someplace she might be considered to prefer. She passed the small living room inside that acted as a loby, moving up the stairs to the fourth floor, and didn't bother to fumble for a set of keys that didn't exist. Her finger tapped the door know, immiting a pale blue spark that was echoed with a click as the lock fell free, and she escorted Jim inside to a humble room that was warm and hummed with her magic. They were barrior spells, things set to keep those unwanted, out. She liked her privacy, and was blessed with the luxury of time when arriving to set the wards before she found out where their monster had been. A bed with white linnen sat against the far wall, near a window, with a night stand and doily that housed a phone and alarm clock. A mirror rested against the opposite wall, with a desk and a comfortable, if worn chair and light. A small kitchenette to their right, with a door to a bathroom in the far corner. Frank was the center piece of the room, standing on his hind legs with his head canted to the side, whiskers frozen as he took in Jim, Shadow, and then finally Io. He chittered before dropping onto all paws, body undulating as she made his way towards her, climbed up her pant leg, and mirrored Shadow by perching on her shoulder. The ferret began to squeak and coo, as if speaking to her, telling her how his day went, how he was worried, and did she bring him anything to eat? Another grape came from her pocket, which he took rather happily, and stuffed in his face with another series of crackling coos.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #53 on: March 26, 2009, 08:58:36 PM »
Jim had no complaint about the cab, but wasn't able to stand the music for long before he did something about it.  Nothing rude, exactly...well, nothing obviously rude.  He glanced at her and smirked before settling his strange gaze on the dashboard.  It went staticy for a time, seemingly wavering between channels, and then where once french Rap was playing it had instead tuned in a less popular New York station.  The signal was a bit weak and hazy, but the music was certainly an improvement.  Contemporary; modern instrumental stuff, much more his style then any form of Rap.  That stuff was bad in any language.  No matter what the driver tried he couldn't get another station, and in the end appologized, that the radio must have been broken or something and gave up.  It was back to normal moments after they had left the vehicle at her hotel.

It was a nice place; nicer then anything he'd stayed in in a very long time but he opted against commenting on such.  His last apartment had been pretty liveable before the building was burned to the ground in a fight with some Nightmare eating spiders from the realm of dreams that had taken an interest in him a year or so back...he still missed his chair.  Brand new, leather recliner.  He hadn't even managed to work a good groove into it before the place went up in smoke.  Shadow perked up before they even reached the door to her place, chittering excitedly as they entered the room and peering with his weak eyes towards Frank, now leaning precariously forwards off of Jim's shoulder to catch the other Familiar's scent.

Jim seemed quite intent on staying near the door; he always felt a bit awkward being in another person's place, especially women.  Not that it happened often.  Actually, that was probably part of the problem, having spent so little time in the presence of others to get used to it.  The wards and spells she had woven about the place had certainly caught his eye; hers were much more intricate then anything he could manage and much more protective.  He could usually only manage to place a few early warnings, to let himself know if he should fight or run.  She seemed more like an intricate artist in comparison to his rather blunt object-style castings.  He waved a hand vaguely towards the wall, "You're pretty good at this sort of stuff, huh?  Doubt I could get past those things without blowing a wall down."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #54 on: March 28, 2009, 01:15:19 PM »
It took her a moment to realize what he was talking about, and in that moment she simply blinked as she looked at the wall until it clicked and she flashed him another bashful smile. "Aye, I've... a knack for wards." You had to be, when you were hidding from the largest coven in Europe. Perhaps the Americas, but there were more Magi, than witches in the West. She didn't go into detail, didn't explain her reasonings other than, "I like tae keep my work ou' there... It should be agains' the rules when they come intae your home." And they have before, hence the barriors.

When Frank was done talking to Io, he huffed, deciding now that it was time to... investigate his guests. Like an exact mirror image of Shadow, he perched on the witch's shoulder and sniffed the air, before slowly easing forward until his stubby front paws met Io's back and he scrambled down to plop on the floor. But he didn't advance much further than that, content enough for now to simply watch them as Io moved towards the bed. She hadn't unpacked since her arrival; she had time enough to place the wards and run out to the club. She had no intentions of dragging suitcase with her either. Shrugging out of Jim's jacked, she offered it to him with a 'thanks' before moving to the suitcase and flipped it open.

There were an assortment of clothes within; she contented herself the jeans and a long sleeved gray sweater to change into, as well as tennis shoes and socks that were made for comfort, not a suit. Truth be told, she hated wearing suits, but when you were under the guise as a Fed, they came in handy. Leaving those clothes off to the side, she quickly placed a few others in a messenger bag she had unfolded from within; and turned for the bathroom. Changing was also quick, Io didn't waste time applying makeup she never wore, or playing with her hair; keeping it back in a pony tail where it would stay from straying in her eyes. The new clothes, thankfully, were dawned, and the old suit was tossed on the suitcase to deal with later. She wasn't going to check out of the room; and with her wards it was protected, in case they needed a place to run back to later.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed a little after leaving him, pulling on shoes while glancing up to him. "Can you think of anythin' we may need?"
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #55 on: March 29, 2009, 01:02:25 PM »
He offered his lopsided grin, a brief twist of his lip that again looked more like a smirk then anything.  She was right, but it was just wishful thinking; he had never had any luck at seperating the two...but of course, he didn't really have much of a personal life to begin with.  He shrugged back into his jacket once she had handed it back, upsetting poor Shadow's precarious perch on his shoulder until the ferret finally gave in and clambered down (with some help from the Mage, who had to scoop the animal from where it was dangling on his arm to set him on the floor) then as she disappeared into the washroom to get changed, he made his way to the windows to peer out at the night shrouded city beyond.

Shadow stopped a foot shy of Frank and stood on his hind legs, balancing easily as he peered at the other ferret and chittering excitedly in introduction.  Shadow, being so different from his Mage's outlook, was sociable and rather likeable.  The pain in his shoulder was all but forgotten now; filed away and ignored until it was really gone, and he folded his arms over his chest as she was getting her shoes on.  Turning from the window, he eyed the pair of animals briefly before looking to her.  He had entertained the idea of finding himself a couple armed thugs somewhere, pummeling them senseless and taking their guns...but that was mostly just to make himself feel better about how baddly tonight had gone.  "Anything you need to make those talismans?"

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #56 on: March 29, 2009, 07:12:28 PM »
Io tied her laces and stood grabbing her wool lined leather jacket, shrugging into the dark brown leather before moving over to the dresser. There was one thing she had put away before running off, and from inside the drawer she pulled out a circular cedar box. It looked old, something a grandmother would have on her nightstand, with the glass pannel painted with heather. An heirloom of her Scottish desent, maybe. Within the box, once opened, was a small assortment of jewelry. Nothing overly priced, all modest pieces with no realy flair; things she wore to accent the suits she dispised to wear. But there were a few rings inside which she slid onto her fingers with an almost audible sigh. One charm she crafted years ago was a thumb ring of gold ivy leaves, which helped her appear 'human' to the Others that could sense her approach. Another, made of jasper, pearl and white gold she wore one her ring finger of her right hand; though again, no physical effects seemed to appear. But, her real intentions for the box came known soon after the rings slipped onto her fingers.

Inside the box, the white layer of felt linning lifted, showing deeper into the compartment. There were some premade charms within, one glowing a pale blue light that clearly stated it was being used for something, and several others ly dormant within, ready for use. She hesitated, fingers hovering, before the felt was replaced, the lid was closed, and she took the whole box with her over to her messenger bag. She didn't know what to expect, and with the copper, silver and stone pendants within that were clearly ready for use, she wanted to make sure she had what she needed, not curse that she was lacking. Ready, Io lifted the messenger bag and slid the strap over her shoulder, zipping her coat half way up before Frank bound towards her to climb inside to stay warm. "Chris'..." She shivered, feeling it traveled up the length of her spine. "It's goin' tae snow tonigh'... Mf." Normally, she might have been excited. Snow didn't fall often in Scotland... it was just too wet. But it was going to slow them down, and she was already damn cold.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #57 on: March 29, 2009, 10:54:04 PM »
He didn't pay too much attention to what she was doing in the dresser, instead watching Shadow scamper onto the bed for easy pick up and placement onto Jim's shoulder.  The little animal burrowed into the collar, nails undoubtedly pricking at Jim's skin as the ferret worked into a comfortable position with his head sticking out by the Mage's neck.  The effect of that first ring got a vaguely approving nod from him; he could 'suppress' his aura for short times, but was relatively easily recognized anyways.  The eye was impossible to hide; both the missing one and the other for it's lack of a pupil and storm-like appearance.  He stood out no matter what he tried...it just worked in his favor that most people had no interest in crossing a guy that looked as mean as him.

"Snow eh?  Good."  It might help take some of the moisture out of the air, and it had to be cleaner here then back in New York.  An inch there could shut the whole city down; they had no idea what a real winter was like.  Once she was ready, he started for the door, swinging it open and moving into the hallway before waiting for her to 'lock' up, "Sorry to say, there's no heat where I'm staying.  But, I can do something about that if it gets too bad for you."  He was too stubborn to care for himself, but it was relatively simple for him to control ambient temperatures in enclosed spaces.


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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #58 on: March 30, 2009, 01:11:31 AM »
"I'm afraid I'm no' verra good under extream cold..." She was a little annoyed for admiting so, but if they were going to be working together, that wasn't the sort of information he would want to find out on the field. Now... if they were in a storm, with lightening... Io would have been in her element. She was a White witch, true, but her element didn't consist of the basic realm. Earth, water, air and fire were all needed, and she had control over these, but she was born with a calling of Jupiter; to the weather. And while she didn't fair well in extream cold... being struck by lightening was like a soothing massage, it rejuvinated her. Of course this led to other problems: loosing her temper, as rare as that was, caused fuzes and wire to short out and quit. She couldn't drive a car for her interferance with electricity currents, and computers were much the same. It wasn't so bad that she had to avoid them all together... just adapt and focuss harder.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #59 on: March 30, 2009, 11:07:00 PM »
"I don't like the heat."  He shrugged indifferently, dismissing the issue in his mind.  No one could handle any temperature, it wasn't a weakness.  It was perfectly normal.  But he could cheat and adjust the temperature to his own liking if it got annoying enough.  Once her door was locked up he started walking, keeping to left side of the hall to keep her in sight of his good eye, while Shadow settled himself onto Jim's left shoulder to watch the closed doors as they passed.

He was silent until they were out to the relative privacy of the street, with no one around to be listening in, and he raised an arm to signal a cab...the first actually sped up to leave them behind, the driver having gotten a good look at Jim.  He just grumbled darkly then shrugged it off, "The place I am staying, if that thing comes after us there, we won't need to worry about bystanders."  It was definetly on the wrong side of the tracks, so to speak, a run down old neighborhood with few if any locals.

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #60 on: April 01, 2009, 03:10:46 PM »
There was a blessing with that. Io wasn't bothered by the news, she was actually pleased. There were by standards where she had planned on staying, and while she would miss some simple pleasures... she was used to placing others above herself. Frank poked his head out of her jcked, chittering softly in the cool air before he settled with pulling back in the soft heat provided. He didn't like the cold, either. And, while Jim may not find it as a weakness... to Io, it was. It only slowed her down, made her struggle to perform even the simplest tasks. She only slipped her hands into the wool lined pockets, and didn't say anything more of that.

"Le's jus' hope he leaves us alone for a lil' longer than, aye? At leas' until we're able tae prepare." An optimistic hope. While she really didn't think their monster would be waiting for them at their final destination... she wasn't ruling it out as impossible either.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #61 on: April 02, 2009, 05:24:22 PM »
"Doubt we'll see him again tonight."  They'd given the bugger a run for his money.  Well, honestly, the creature had trounced them pretty baddly and only ran off after a lucky shot on their part, but he still doubted it would show itself again so soon.  It was smarter then that, would plot and plan and come at them again once their guard was down.  He tried a second cab with greater luck, mostly by keeping his head turned just enough that the cabbie could only see his 'good' side, and soon enough was even opening the door for her to climb in.  Of course he'd tell himself it was so he could give the street one last scan before they left her building, but the fact that she didn't like the cold was still in his mind.

Once they were in, he told the driver where they were going; or tried at least.  It took a few tries to get the pronunciation of the address clear enough for the driver to understand, but soon enough they were on their way.  The directions were a few blocks off from where he was actually staying, but it'd be odd for them to be dropped off outside a run down, abandoned building.

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #62 on: April 02, 2009, 05:51:44 PM »
While she wasn't used to people holding doors open for her; she wasn't complaining, either. In a few short seconds she was inside where it was warm, sighing inwardly as Frank shifted in her jacket and murred his annoyance before falling silent again. She scooted all the way down the bench seats, fishing her hands out of her jacket pockets, and rolled her shoulders to fight some of the tension from the muscles. She could have tried small talk, a subject that would pass the time but, in all honesty, small talk wasn't a strong suit. She was used to working alone, as was he, and while the silence wasn't awkward for her, she still felt impulse to fill it. At least the music wasn't as horrible as the last cab; a fact that brought a soft smile to her face as she watched the streets pass outside her window.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #63 on: April 02, 2009, 06:08:17 PM »
He had no uncomfortable urge to fill the silence; he had nothing to say so why bother?  He just sat comfortably and studied the street ahead to make sure the cabbie was going to the right place.  With him the last one into the cab, it left her on his blind side.  The drive was pleasant, at least it seemed to be to him anyways, and it wasn't long before they were pulling up infront of a modest old apartment building and Jim was climbing out, paying the driver through the passenger window.

All the while Shadow kept hidden away in Jim's collar and jacket, his white head blending well with the dirty grey of the jacket's fur liner, and much like his Mage didn't seem too terribly opposed to the cold.  At least for a ferret anyways.  Once the cab was gone, the driver eager to go having gotten too good a look at Jim's face for comfort, he waved for her to follow and started walking down the street to cut into an alley, "It's a few blocks off from here."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #64 on: April 02, 2009, 06:18:33 PM »
"Have you been here long?" She watched her breath dance around her face as she spoke, shifting in the wind to rise high into the sky until it dissapeared from sight. Sure, it got cold in Scotland, but it was too wet to get frosty out, most of the time, as well as to start snowing. With that thought, her eyes lifted to the sky again, judging with her intuition that there wouldn't be much time before snow would begin to fall. Secretly she wished there would be large windows where they were going. Watching the drifting flakes was beautiful, alien to her, and it's been far too long since she had seen it. She hefted the bag on her shoulder, fixing the fold in the strap as her tennis shoes were all but silent against the concrete beneath their feet. "I mean' tae say... the wards you've placed. Wha' kind are they? Have they been up long?"
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #65 on: May 04, 2009, 01:58:32 PM »
The alley was blessedly clean...or at least lacking in the usual unpleasant smells that seemed to accompany such places, and soon enough it opened onto another street where he paused long enough for a car to pass before cutting across.  She was giving him a bit too much credit in regards to his 'wards'.  A string with some tin cans on it would probably do as good a job.  "Nothing complex.  A bubble about thirty meters radius around my room that warns me if anyone comes by."  There wasn't anyone else living in the building, so it didn't need to be selective.

The biggest thing he had done was influence the Entropic signature of the room; it wasn't invisible or hidden, but it just went unnoticed.  Only someone who was specifically looking for that one room was likely to notice it, any normal person would just wander past and not give it a second thought.  All that really did for him was make it safe from every-day thieves and curious fools.

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #66 on: May 05, 2009, 05:49:41 PM »
A certain nervousness set in. Io didn't have any wish to be found; though not just by the things that went bump in the night. She bit her lower lips as she watched Jim walking at her front, wondering how the best way to approach this subject was. Io was no fool, she knew that they both were keeping rather issolated in all things not regaurding their mutual goal. However... she could see complications ahead. Perhaps questions she didn't have a sly answer to.

She shook her head to clear her thoughts, wanting to grunt but instead focussed to watch the drifting vapors from her mouth once again. At least that could provide a bit of a distraction until they reached the place he had in mind. She tried another topic, failed to think of anything that wouldn't have been a repeat... and settled with keeping the silence between them. She wasn't the best at small talk, and the silence suited her just fine.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #67 on: May 23, 2009, 09:06:54 PM »
They continued in silence for a time, with Jim sparing her a glance just before leaving the alley, shrugging his shoulders uncomfortably as if he knew she was watching him.  The alley gave out to a narrow street crowded over by three-and-four story buildings, many bearing the weight of age and neglect, the streets cluttered by a few parked cars of varrying degrees of age.  There weren't many to be seen, a small group of teenagers on a distant corner and heading away.  They were hardly spared a glance and frown from Jim before he hung a left and started across the street towards their destination; an apartment building that wasn't much to look at.

He remained silent as they made their way inside, only pausing long enough to scoop Shadow from his shoulder and set the animal loose on the ground where the white furball vanished into a hole kicked into the base of the stairs, the wood there rotten and sagging slightly under his weight as he made his way up.  The inside of the building was poorly lit, with many bulbs either broken or burnt out, and graffiti marked the walls in a few places.  Surprisingly though, the place smelled relatively clean, without the musty rot one might have expected.  He led her up to the top floor and to the end of the hall, swinging the unlocked door open and flipping the light switch to reveal a very sparsely furnished room.  A rickety old card table and chair with a hefty looking old canvas rucksack at it's base and an equally worn out military-style dufflebag and little else of note.  "Believe it or not, but this is moving up in the world for me."

His wards were relatively obvious from inside the room if she was paying attention; the one he had mentioned was evident in simple charcoal marks in each of the four cardinal directions plus the floor and ceiling, while the Entropic manipluation was more of a sense of realization as one stepped into the room, kind of like noticing something for the first time on a route you walked every day.

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #68 on: June 07, 2009, 09:45:26 PM »
Io felt the magics tingle against her skin, like electricity or perhaps frost, though it wasn't cold. She shivered, only because she was sensitive to such things, but felt a degree more secure, now that they were inside the room. Her eyes shifted, taking in the sparce furnitures and the size of the room, but there was no revulsion or disgust. She seemed content... it felt more personable than the place she had rented out. Unzipping her jacket halfway, Frank poked his head out, swivled it around like a periscope, and then chittered, wiggling and wrything until he was able to use his forearms to pull himself free, and plopped to the ground, off to sniff and investigate. Io dropped her pack with a light thump onto the ground, and turned to face Jim. "Would ye'... mind?" She flicked a finger around the room, indicating the wards. She wouldn't remove his; she couldn't have. But she could secure the room as she had done to her hotel. Maybe it was overkill for their monster... but Io had her own demons to keep at bay.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #69 on: June 07, 2009, 10:36:48 PM »
Jim glanced over at her as she let Frank out, almost smirking in amusement as her familiar hit the floor and started his investigations.  As much of a badass as he acted, as uncaring and jaded and bitter as he might seem, he wasn't actually as uncaring as he wanted people to think.  There was definetely a soft spot in there somewhere, rarely shown and something he was ashamed off, deep down.  He had no right to be happy anymore; too many people let down in his past.  When she spoke up, the moment was gone, his attention back to the moment and he gave her a curt nod, waving vaguely at the walls as he moved towards what passed as a kitchen, "Knock yourself out."

The fridge door was opened, and while the rest of the room was spartan, the fridge was well stocked with groceries, and he started pulling out various ingredients, obviously intending on cooking up something; a few small pots and pans and an assortment of utensils.  Rather then some simple pasta, he was apparently gunning for some short noodle pasta, enough for two, a hearty meat sauce.  "How long this likely to take you?  Should have this all done in...an hour?"

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #70 on: June 07, 2009, 10:49:30 PM »
Io thought about taking off her coat, but it wasn't warm enough for her yet. Blame her slight frame, the weather, the fact didn't really matter, and at least her teeth weren't chattering. She was forced to take off her gloves, however, and dropped them on a coffee table, before, rubbing her palms together. "Aye, no longer than tha'." She was well practised with wards, enough to where it was practically muscle memory now. She moved towards the closed door, eyes falling heavily lidded before she pressed her hands against the cool wood. Nothing happened at first, but just before thoughts of denial of her abilities could surface, a pale, whispy green steam immited from the palms of her hands. It wasn't flashy though it began to take shape, forming a wide, two foot ring at the direct center of the door. The steam twisted and warped before focussing, and once it was crystal clear she moved her hands again. From here she began to draw arcanic symbols, gaelic words that were long forgotten and mostly dead. Each symbol took a point in the circle before she moved onto the next.

A flex of power from her core waved through the room, stretching out like slow fingers to feel their way across, searching for it's boundaries before connecting. The last sigal complete, Io moved once more to the direct center, palm flat against the wood. It shimmered before it became more solid, less transparent, and finally after several moments of consintrating, the ward became 'physical' on the door. It left her a little winded, but content and feeling more secure. But now for the last one, against the opposite wall.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #71 on: June 08, 2009, 05:37:34 PM »
She had been quiet for a while before he finally noticed anything happening, but he hadn't seemed doubtful in the least.  He'd seen her at work already; she was good enough to survive the fiasco in the alley afterall, and had come out a little less abused then he had...not by much probably, but still.  When she finally got started, he did spare a vaguely curious glance over his shoulder to get a glimpse of just what she was up to but the gist of it was beyond him.  Wards of that level of intricacy were never something he had practiced; his magics were a bit less subtle after all.

It was with that glance that he noticed she was still wearing her jacket, and he caught just the faintest hint of mist from his own breath.  He made a point of living in relatively unpleasant places; part of his self imposed punishment for past failures both imagined and all too real.  He was also made of sterner stuff then most; his Canadian heritage alone helped him with the cold.  She, however...well, no point making her suffer, right?  Once the meal was at a stage that he could let it be for a time, he turned from the stove and scanned the room, reaching out with his Awakened senses to get a feel for the Prime matrix of the old apartment.  It was about as subtle as he could manage, but soon the room's temperature jumped a few more degrees; still not quite room temperature, but certainly better then outside.  He anchored the spell to a simple looking river stone produced from his pocket and set atop the counter, muttering a few arcane lines under his breath and focusing directly upon the stone to give the simple spell duration and to help hide it's presence...and then he was back to work on the pasta, stirring the sauce and putting the noodles to boil.  At least the stove worked in this place.

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #72 on: June 08, 2009, 08:33:58 PM »
It wasn't a huge difference, but it still felt damn good. Io was too busy, too focussed on her glyphs to utter a thanks just yet. Against the opposite wall she made an exact replica of that on the door. It took just as long, intricage glyphs sketched with a forefinger against the wood of the wall, quiet chanting leaving her lips that seemed to evade the ears, just a murmer really. The only, obvious difference between them were the colors now. The first was pale green, this was pale gold, and once it was complete and began to fade in they began to pulse as one. Sighing, and stepping off the back of the couch which she had perched on to reach the point needed, Io turned, stretching to face Jim and finally shrugged out of her jacket. "Thanks for tha'." She wasn't used to such cold. Scotland was wet... but wet cold and ice were far different from one another. She had only arrived in France anyways; it was going to take some time to climatize.

The food smelled good, and the oven added more heat to the room, which was another blessing. The witch plopped down on the couch, crossing her legs at the ankle, and tried to get comfortable. She would have felt better with more to do; something to focuss her mind, so she took up looking around the room, the sparce furnishings, the wandering Frank... "Tha's a handy trick..." Another something Io wasn't able to do. It was interesting to see the differences between Mage and witch.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #73 on: June 08, 2009, 09:04:42 PM »
It wasn't long after she was done her Wards that he was done supper.  The room was filled with the smell of it, and he began piling a plate with pasta and a hearty layer of sauce, a few slices of bread on the side.  It was a rather simple meal by his standards; cooking was one of the few joys he still had in life...oddly enough.  Shadow eventually emerged from the bathroom, scooting effortlessly under the closed door and the narrow gap there, probably having gotten in through an old rat hole.  The ferret bolted across the room, obviously attracted by the smell of food and tired of hunting in the dark spaces between the walls, and was rewarded with a plate of cooked hamburger, unspiced of course.

"No use to me if you catch a cold tonight, right?"  He didn't sound like he meant it; just a gruff cover for doing something considerate, and soon enough he was carrying the loaded plate over to her, his own in the other hand.  His 'handy trick' was achieved through a manipluation of Forces; anything from heat and radio waves to kinetic and electrical control.  A predominately 'combat heavy' specialty for Mages.  It was the same Circle that he had used to create the forcefield when the wall collapsed on him and various other tricks from earlier that night.  "And I'm not the type to offer sharing body heat for survival."

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Re: Dark Wicked Things (Tag: Kelz)
« Reply #74 on: June 11, 2009, 07:42:29 PM »
It smelled wonderful. Io's stomach was cramping with the want of food the moment she was mentally aware of it cooking. Magic took evergy, and food was a wonderful way to regain that energy after it had all been supped away. She took the blade with a nodded thanks, Frank still too busy sniffing and investigating the apartment to care. She ignored his comment about sharing body heat; it was safe to assume Jim didn't have much company... then again, neither did she. "Thanks." But she still remembered her manners.

It was perfect, warm, excellently spiced, simple yet delicious. The scottish woman took her time eating, savoring the flavor and the warmth, but not as if for show at some galla to flair her ediquette. She wasn't here to impress anyone. The silence filled again, which wasn't annoying, at least for her. Loosing herself to her thoughts, Io let her mind wonder, absently breaking off a piece of bread dipped in a little bit of sauce to give to Frank's awaiting hands. He chittered happily, turning it over and muched on it, resting his forehead against Io's jeans to keep his balance, too lazy to drop to the floor or sit. With her free hand she stroked her familiar's cheek, until the break was gone, and he began to nudge into her fingers, cooing for more attention.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"Not one bit. But it's okay, I'm like every landlord in the nation. I've Googled directions."
"Shit."

 

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