Werewolves (RP14.3) Guardians of the Archway
Quote from Cat on April 9, 2021, 5:53 pmToby had lifted out a cane and was looking at it, trying to convince his brain not to automatically write it off as something he had seen all his life and therefore miss important details. He turned and looked at Zander as he spoke, putting the cane back with the others. "Oh! Yes, good thinking!" He exclaimed.
Toby had lifted out a cane and was looking at it, trying to convince his brain not to automatically write it off as something he had seen all his life and therefore miss important details. He turned and looked at Zander as he spoke, putting the cane back with the others. "Oh! Yes, good thinking!" He exclaimed.
Quote from Indy on April 11, 2021, 9:41 pmZander nodded, his eyes wandering up to the mantle place. The little flowery head of the phantom herb leered down at him, as though mocking.
"She certainly advertises that thing well enough," he regarded it slowly, unblinking, "May as well make some use of it..."
He hesitated somewhat short of picking up the pot, looking to Toby, "Err.. any idea how to use it? Would running our hands along the leaves be enough to pick up some oils, you think?"
And not too much that we'd be running around loopy on the stuff, he added silently to himself.
Zander nodded, his eyes wandering up to the mantle place. The little flowery head of the phantom herb leered down at him, as though mocking.
"She certainly advertises that thing well enough," he regarded it slowly, unblinking, "May as well make some use of it..."
He hesitated somewhat short of picking up the pot, looking to Toby, "Err.. any idea how to use it? Would running our hands along the leaves be enough to pick up some oils, you think?"
And not too much that we'd be running around loopy on the stuff, he added silently to himself.
Quote from Cat on April 12, 2021, 2:30 amToby came over to inspect the plant and determine the best course of action. They needed to use the flower to cover the fact that they were here, but if they damaged it, that would be a telltale sign in and of itself.
"I don't know. What exactly makes the non-scent scent?" Toby wondered aloud. Tentatively, he rubbed one of the petals with his thumb, then brought his thumb to his nose to see if Zander's plan would work. He was mid-whiff when his eyes suddenly fell upon something he had never noticed before: On the mantel brick, exactly where the pot had been set, was a small etching.
It looked almost like an upside down U.
"Zander, look at this!" Toby said, forgetting the plant and drawing nearer the fireplace.
Toby came over to inspect the plant and determine the best course of action. They needed to use the flower to cover the fact that they were here, but if they damaged it, that would be a telltale sign in and of itself.
"I don't know. What exactly makes the non-scent scent?" Toby wondered aloud. Tentatively, he rubbed one of the petals with his thumb, then brought his thumb to his nose to see if Zander's plan would work. He was mid-whiff when his eyes suddenly fell upon something he had never noticed before: On the mantel brick, exactly where the pot had been set, was a small etching.
It looked almost like an upside down U.
"Zander, look at this!" Toby said, forgetting the plant and drawing nearer the fireplace.
Quote from Indy on April 12, 2021, 9:03 amZander was starring at the flower and feeling slightly unnerved how it starred back. The little dots on its face looked not unlike eyes - which he supposed aligned well with different pieces of folklore. Maybe it didn't look exactly like a woman's face, but it did look a good deal more alive than he was entirely comfortable with.
"Hmm?" he glanced upright, realizing he had been caught in reverie for longer than he had realized.
He ran his fingers lightly along the petals, not sure if it would work but assuming it would be better than nothing.
"What did you find ?"
Zander was starring at the flower and feeling slightly unnerved how it starred back. The little dots on its face looked not unlike eyes - which he supposed aligned well with different pieces of folklore. Maybe it didn't look exactly like a woman's face, but it did look a good deal more alive than he was entirely comfortable with.
"Hmm?" he glanced upright, realizing he had been caught in reverie for longer than he had realized.
He ran his fingers lightly along the petals, not sure if it would work but assuming it would be better than nothing.
"What did you find ?"
Quote from Cat on April 14, 2021, 11:56 pmToby wrinkled his nose. Was this really a thing? Or was he seeing ghosts in the smoke because that's what he was looking for?
"I'm not sure. Does this look a regular fireplace scuff or an intentional scratch to you?" He asked, gesturing toward the U on the mantel brick. "It was under the pot."
He scratched at the stone around the mark with his fingernail, trying to figure out how easy it would be to scar the stone. His nail did nothing. When he touched the mark, he found it was deep.
Toby wrinkled his nose. Was this really a thing? Or was he seeing ghosts in the smoke because that's what he was looking for?
"I'm not sure. Does this look a regular fireplace scuff or an intentional scratch to you?" He asked, gesturing toward the U on the mantel brick. "It was under the pot."
He scratched at the stone around the mark with his fingernail, trying to figure out how easy it would be to scar the stone. His nail did nothing. When he touched the mark, he found it was deep.
Quote from Indy on April 15, 2021, 11:04 pmZander squinted at the mark, trying to make out how symmetrical and how deep it was engrained in the stone. He then ran his fingers along the material to confirm it was a natural, albeit one not easily deformed.
"Weird," he decided from his assessment.
He turned back to the pot, picked it up, and glanced at the underside as though wondering if the mark had come from the pot itself.
Zander squinted at the mark, trying to make out how symmetrical and how deep it was engrained in the stone. He then ran his fingers along the material to confirm it was a natural, albeit one not easily deformed.
"Weird," he decided from his assessment.
He turned back to the pot, picked it up, and glanced at the underside as though wondering if the mark had come from the pot itself.
Quote from Cat on April 26, 2021, 9:55 pmThe bottom of the pot was no different than any other, save that the hole where water should drain through was blocked by something very hard and pointy.
The bottom of the pot was no different than any other, save that the hole where water should drain through was blocked by something very hard and pointy.
Quote from Indy on April 29, 2021, 1:56 pm"Eh?" Zander starred at the pot as his fingers brushed along a sharp point.
"Maybe a rock?" he mumbled, trying to discern what it was, "So all the dirt doesn't run out..."
He nodded to himself, "Yeah, that'd make sense. Better than uprooting the plant and getting dirt everywhere".
He turned to Toby, "Well I got nothing. Should we try a different room?"
"Eh?" Zander starred at the pot as his fingers brushed along a sharp point.
"Maybe a rock?" he mumbled, trying to discern what it was, "So all the dirt doesn't run out..."
He nodded to himself, "Yeah, that'd make sense. Better than uprooting the plant and getting dirt everywhere".
He turned to Toby, "Well I got nothing. Should we try a different room?"
Quote from Cat on May 24, 2021, 5:17 pmToby moved to take the pot and inspect what Zander had been talking to himself about. His immediate observation was the color, then he poked it. "I don't think that's a rock, Zander.." He muttered, scratching at it with the tip of his fingernail. "...Not porcelain either.. I think it's solid keratin."
He brought the pot to the middle of the room and put it on the floor. "Go grab a pot or bowl or something from the shop downstairs." He instructed.
Toby moved to take the pot and inspect what Zander had been talking to himself about. His immediate observation was the color, then he poked it. "I don't think that's a rock, Zander.." He muttered, scratching at it with the tip of his fingernail. "...Not porcelain either.. I think it's solid keratin."
He brought the pot to the middle of the room and put it on the floor. "Go grab a pot or bowl or something from the shop downstairs." He instructed.
Quote from Indy on May 28, 2021, 7:34 pm"Keratin?" Zander stopped cold to that, doing a double-take at the plant, "As in fingernails? Or hooves?"
He shook his head. This day was just getting weirder. But he was in too deep now to turn back at the first sign of remiss. He sighed and went downstairs as instructed, looking about the shelves of inventory for something he thought Mrs. Buttermilk might not miss. He selected a nondescript bowl with a gaudy, floral imprint and returned up the stairs with the object in hand.
"Maybe we should do this outside?" he suggested, "I don't know how your grandmother would feel about getting dirt on the floor".
"Keratin?" Zander stopped cold to that, doing a double-take at the plant, "As in fingernails? Or hooves?"
He shook his head. This day was just getting weirder. But he was in too deep now to turn back at the first sign of remiss. He sighed and went downstairs as instructed, looking about the shelves of inventory for something he thought Mrs. Buttermilk might not miss. He selected a nondescript bowl with a gaudy, floral imprint and returned up the stairs with the object in hand.
"Maybe we should do this outside?" he suggested, "I don't know how your grandmother would feel about getting dirt on the floor".
