House of Masks 006b

[3/9/2013 11:04:23 PM] Josie: Marilla finds Trystan with Fran in the kitchen. [3/9/2013 11:04:45 PM] Josie: Fran is sort of a misty, half-substantial ghost woman, a small woman with elfy ears, dark hair and some sort of uniform with a cap. [3/9/2013 11:04:46 PM] Trystan: ((Though she could just eavesdrop...)) [3/9/2013 11:05:27 PM] Trystan: "Something about my fate? Me hurting my friends? Because Im a d'Amici?" [3/9/2013 11:05:43 PM] Marilla: "Trystan? You're alright?" [3/9/2013 11:06:35 PM] Trystan: "Marilla!" He freezes and turns, awkwardly. "How much did you hear?" [3/9/2013 11:07:06 PM] Josie: Fran winks out. [3/9/2013 11:07:16 PM] Marilla: "Nothing, why does it matter?" [3/9/2013 11:08:18 PM] Trystan: "Because... It's personal, is all." He pinches his collar as he speaks. [3/9/2013 11:09:18 PM] Marilla: "Oh, you civilized folk, we're exploring a haunted house, who has time for secrets?" [3/9/2013 11:10:06 PM] Trystan: "I guess I do. But if you must know, I don't like the things that spirit said." [3/9/2013 11:11:42 PM] Trystan: "... It was -tempting- me. And... I was tempted." He sits at the table and puts his head in his hands. [3/9/2013 11:15:51 PM] Marilla: "... I trust you can resist," She sets Dionysia down on the table and stands behind Trystan, she would drape her arms around his neck and her coat long fur coat would seem to wrap itself around them, but it would seem as if  maybe that was just the vibe she gave off at that moment, "Don't be afraid of yourself, you're all you've got my darling." [3/9/2013 11:16:03 PM] Marilla: "Or am I forgetting Russet?" [3/9/2013 11:16:54 PM] Trystan: "I have Russet... When he's not asleep after being hungover and terrified by spirits." Trystan smiles wryly. That's exactly where Russet is right now. [3/9/2013 11:17:53 PM] Josie: True fax: He is drooling a little bit. [3/9/2013 11:18:44 PM] Trystan: And squirming as he chases down imaginary vermin. The nightmares don't effect him as much until Trystan sleeps. [3/9/2013 11:19:29 PM] Marilla: "So you have some kind of fate, hm?" [3/9/2013 11:19:55 PM] Trystan: "I hope not... I don't want to become whatever they are." [3/9/2013 11:20:41 PM] Trystan: "Even if they were cruel people in life, they're worse now. Corrupted. I don't..." His head goes back into his hands. [3/9/2013 11:22:54 PM] Trystan: ((SM if you like, I'm cool with that!)) [3/9/2013 11:23:30 PM] Marilla: ((SM?)) [3/9/2013 11:23:59 PM] Trystan: ((Sense motive!)) [3/9/2013 11:24:31 PM] Marilla: ((Nah, Marilla wouldn't question you)) [3/9/2013 11:25:18 PM] Trystan: ((She's sweet.)) [3/9/2013 11:25:31 PM] Trystan: ) [3/9/2013 11:26:18 PM] Marilla: "Why don't you put your head up for me now, never have I ever in all of the wildlands have I met one so determined to look at the fruit half-rotten, stop hanging your head, you'll only make it worse for Russet." [3/9/2013 11:26:56 PM] Trystan: Trystan says nothing, but he lifts his head again, hands falling uselessly to the table. [3/9/2013 11:27:28 PM] Marilla: ((Does your empathy work both ways?)) [3/9/2013 11:28:08 PM] Trystan: ((Yep!)) [3/9/2013 11:28:33 PM] Trystan: ((They can feel if either one is hungry, afraid, excited, etc.)) [3/9/2013 11:31:20 PM] Marilla: Marilla pulls away from Trystan, "Now, why don't we get some more drink in you, its the only true cure, for both your ails." [3/9/2013 11:31:58 PM] Trystan: "Not more alcohol, -please,- I want to be rid of this come morning..." [3/9/2013 11:32:13 PM | Edited 11:32:27 PM] Marilla: "If you survive the night, that is." [3/9/2013 11:32:47 PM] Trystan: Trystan frowns. "You think they might cause more harm?" [3/9/2013 11:34:09 PM] Marilla: "I know not what stops them from offing us now, but remain grateful." [3/9/2013 11:35:34 PM] Josie: The tea is ready! [3/9/2013 11:35:55 PM] Marilla: "You put tea on?" [3/9/2013 11:36:27 PM] Trystan: "I did, or Fran did... would you like some?" [3/9/2013 11:37:29 PM] Marilla: "My thirst can only be sated by exploring the west wing." [3/9/2013 11:39:32 PM] Trystan: "We should do more of that tomorrow." Trystan smiles slightly, even as a glimmer of fear hits his eyes. "I hope this is herbal... caffeine is not a good idea this late." [3/9/2013 11:41:18 PM] Trystan: "Is you badger... Dio, was it? Is she alright?" [3/9/2013 11:42:48 PM] Marilla: "Oh she's fine, she's always fine, just scared out her fur. I wonder where the others are." [3/9/2013 11:42:58 PM] Marilla: "Maybe the spirits are harrasing them." [3/9/2013 11:43:09 PM] Marilla: "I wish a spirit would harras me." [3/9/2013 11:43:40 PM] Trystan: "I wouldn't wish that if I were you... They've been bothering me a lot." [3/9/2013 11:44:34 PM] Marilla: "Trystan, have I missed something? I've never met Ulisse or the medium woman before, and I've been in this house for the same period of time as you all, haven't I?" [3/9/2013 11:44:38 PM] Trystan: "Russet was scared, too... I could feel it. Do you think it's cruel, to subject them to this?" [3/9/2013 11:45:31 PM] Trystan: "Time works oddly in the house. I don't know much, but I always seem to wake earlier than everyone, but they've already gone to breakfast by the time I'm done meditating." [3/9/2013 11:45:46 PM] Marilla: "There's nothing we can do about that..." [3/9/2013 11:46:42 PM] Marilla: "Hm, it's a good an explenation as any I suppose..." [3/9/2013 11:48:02 PM] Trystan: "... Do you really want to be bothered by spirits? I'd be more than willing to share." He smiles slightly again as he tries to inject humor into the situation. [3/9/2013 11:49:34 PM] Marilla: Marilla turns away from Trystan and removes her coat, setting it down on the ground and placing Dionysia down on it. She had taken to wearing the coat even in the house, it reminded her of the wildlands, and she prefered to be warmer than chilly. [3/9/2013 11:49:55 PM] Marilla: "Anything but these nightmares." [3/9/2013 11:51:35 PM] Trystan: "That's what I've got... and the reflections, and the things they say. Even the ones who are trying to help won't answer my questions." [3/9/2013 11:54:33 PM] Marilla: ((Whoa, sorry I dazed out for a moment just then)) [3/9/2013 11:56:24 PM] Marilla: "Hm... Why don't we go find the others?" [3/9/2013 11:56:56 PM] Trystan: "... All right." He can talk to Fran later or something. [3/9/2013 11:57:35 PM] Josie: She can't exactly go anywhere, this is true! [3/9/2013 11:58:18 PM] Josie: You head out to find the others! [3/9/2013 11:58:44 PM] Marilla: Marilla leaves Dionysia and her coat down where they lay, she'll come back and get them later. [3/9/2013 11:58:48 PM] Josie: You hear growling down the hall! [3/9/2013 11:58:55 PM] Trystan: Trystan just follows. [3/10/2013 12:42:04 AM] Trystan: ((Incidentally, Trystan's room is across from Marilla's, right?)) [3/10/2013 12:42:23 AM] Marilla: (Mhmm) [3/10/2013 12:43:21 AM] Trystan: Marilla will probably hear faint splashing sounds from his room, then, and faint conversation as he talks to Russet. [3/10/2013 12:44:07 AM] Marilla: Marilla would be slipping through the door into Trystans room, if it was unlocked. [3/10/2013 12:45:35 AM] Trystan: It is, but his bathroom is not. [3/10/2013 12:46:05 AM] Trystan: Or... it's a bad lock, which really is the same thing. [3/10/2013 12:46:25 AM] Trystan: Old, and not really functional anymore. [3/10/2013 12:46:43 AM] Trystan: The doorknob turns with barely any extra resistance. [3/10/2013 12:47:24 AM] Marilla: Currently, she would be snacking on some good old fashioned nuts and berries she got from the kitchen as she lay on Trystans bed. [3/10/2013 12:47:32 AM] Trystan: ((The bathroom lock is better.)) [3/10/2013 12:47:55 AM] Marilla: ((We'll just have to see, won't we)) [3/10/2013 12:48:11 AM] Trystan: Inside the bathroom, Russet's ears perk up, but they're still too hung over to notice much. [3/10/2013 12:49:42 AM] Trystan: Trystan himself hears the bed squeak, though. "If that's a spirit possessing my bed..." [3/10/2013 12:50:39 AM] Trystan: Trystan mutters this, frustrated and hungover as he is. [3/10/2013 12:51:29 AM] Marilla: Marilla giggles at this, she slips down onto the floor, and slides down under the bed, muffling herself. [3/10/2013 12:53:08 AM] Trystan: ((Did she close the door after herself?)) [3/10/2013 12:53:48 AM] Marilla: ((But of course)) [3/10/2013 12:54:32 AM] Marilla: (( I mean no.) [3/10/2013 12:55:43 AM] Trystan: Trystan finally leaves the bathroom after a long soak... and freaks out, slamming the door shut as soon as he sees it's open. He has very slender ankles. [3/10/2013 12:57:38 AM] Marilla: Marilla grins from ear to ear, and attempts to remain hidden, keeping still and silent, although Russet might detect her with his hightened weasel senses. [3/10/2013 1:00:19 AM] Trystan: Russet is sleepy from the bath and hangover. He notices something is amiss, though, and sniffs around, even as Trystan is frantically making his way towards the dresser. The weasel climbs down Trystan's towel as he drops it, and walks over to under the bed, where he freezes when he sees Marilla. So does Trystan. [3/10/2013 1:00:37 AM] Trystan: ((I guess I'll apply that 16 here.)) [3/10/2013 1:05:35 AM] Marilla: Upon noticing Russet, Marilla would lock eyes with him, laying on her side below the bed, and focus. A moment passes and Marilla would begin to shake, not her body really, but her form would begin to flicker, shifting small distances of a few centimeters above, below, and to the side as her brand of wild empathy was excecuted onto Russet, if successful, it would calm him down as he watched her shake in place, not truely moving, but not truely still. [3/10/2013 1:06:10 AM] Marilla: (rofl) [3/10/2013 1:06:16 AM] Marilla: (where did my luck go?) [3/10/2013 1:08:12 AM] Trystan: Russet did calm down, by fractions over time, fascinated by her familiar empathy. As he did, Trystan sighed, and the sound of a drawer being pulled filled the room. "You ok, Russet? Is the mattress possessed?" [3/10/2013 1:11:28 AM] Marilla: Marilla simply shook and shook, her eyes would close and open, and sounds would begin to creep into the room, rattles shaking, crunching sounds(possiby bones) and as Russet fell under her thrall, his the blacks of his eyes would widen until they covered his entire eye. Marilla exhales, the sound would probably be drowned out by the noises creeping into the room. [3/10/2013 1:13:24 AM] Trystan: Trystan freezes again at the noises. "Oh gods, I can't deal with this. Just come out, dammit! Stop it with all this cryptic bullshit!" [3/10/2013 1:17:10 AM | Edited 1:17:23 AM] Marilla: Marilla comes down from the high that is communion with nature, and comes out from under the bed on the other side, facing away from Trystan, and turning to see him, "You don't have to yell." [3/10/2013 1:19:26 AM] Trystan: As he turns to face him, the still-naked half-elf bends to grab his towel... but not fast enough to fully conceal his (or possibly her) breasts, knowing even then that it's too late.

"... Please don't tell the others." [3/10/2013 1:19:27 AM] Trystan: ((I AM SO GLAD TO FINALLY WRITE THAT.)) [3/10/2013 1:19:39 AM] Marilla: ... [3/10/2013 1:19:54 AM] Marilla: (Whoa. Did not see that coming.) [3/10/2013 1:20:02 AM] Marilla: (ROFL) [3/10/2013 1:20:53 AM] Trystan: ((FOR ALL THOSE READING THE LOGS IN THE FUTURE: RESIST METAGAMING PLEASE.)) [3/10/2013 1:21:07 AM] Josie: ((OR ROCKS WILL FALL AND YOU WILL DIE.)) [3/10/2013 1:22:48 AM] Marilla: ((I don't even know how to respond right now)) [3/10/2013 1:23:18 AM] Marilla: "Gaia." [3/10/2013 1:23:45 AM] Trystan: Trystan looks... well, terrified. "I'm sorry..." [3/10/2013 1:24:23 AM] Trystan: ((http://www.dramabutton.com/)) [3/10/2013 1:24:49 AM] Marilla: Marilla seems to stride across the room, closing the distance between them, she raises a hand to Trystans face, and breathes out the words "What are you?" [3/10/2013 1:25:18 AM] Marilla: (omg, killing me) [3/10/2013 1:26:13 AM] Trystan: "... A half-elf?" Trystan is still exceedingly uncomfortable. At this proximity, it's obvious that the sorceror is physically not-at-all male. [3/10/2013 1:27:00 AM] Marilla: "You've been hiding this... Why?" [3/10/2013 1:27:52 AM] Trystan: "I... because it's not something I can -share-. People would think I'm sick." [3/10/2013 1:28:41 AM] Marilla: "You're not sick, you're woman! Why would they think you're sick?" [3/10/2013 1:29:23 AM] Trystan: "I am -not- a woman!" That would be why. "At least, I shouldn't be... not really." [3/10/2013 1:30:19 AM] Marilla: "But... You're beautiful." [3/10/2013 1:32:51 AM] Trystan: "It's not that! It's..." Trystan closes his (yes, his) eyes, and then begins to speak very quickly and quietly. "EversinceIwaslittleandlearnedthedifferencebetweengirlsandboysmybodyhasfeltwrongandIthinkIshouldhavebeenbornaguy." There. With that said, he slowly opens his eyes to look at Marilla, hoping she will somehow understand. [3/10/2013 1:37:40 AM] Marilla: Marilla simply smiles, "I've already told you, don't be afraid." As she breathes this, she would lean in ever so slightly to gauge Trystans reaction, and press her lips against his. [3/10/2013 1:38:10 AM] Marilla: ((When in doubt - Make out)) [3/10/2013 1:38:50 AM] Trystan: Trystan leans forward at the contact, and yes, he's kissing back. A hand even slips to rest on her back, and another on the back of her head. [3/10/2013 1:41:04 AM] Marilla: Marilla kisses him gently, and reaches a hand up slowly, just high enough to graze his breast with her nail, and then lay her fingers on it. [3/10/2013 1:41:39 AM] Trystan: Trystan is... not used to that kind of violation, and inhales sharply at it. [3/10/2013 1:42:41 AM] Trystan: Russet squeaks from the other side of the room, equally surprised. [3/10/2013 1:43:23 AM] Trystan: Finally, though, the half-elf pulls away. "I... think we should stop. But thank you." [3/10/2013 1:47:08 AM] Marilla: Marilla licks her lips, and takes a step back, "See you in the morrow," She moves to leave the room, sauntering across the floor and giving Russet a wink as she goes and closes the door. [3/10/2013 1:47:46 AM] Trystan: Trystan looks at his weasel. "I definitely need some sleep." [3/10/2013 1:48:18 AM] Marilla: Marilla returns to the kitchen to find Dionysia. [3/10/2013 1:49:11 AM] Trystan: Trystan calls after her as he closes the door. "Don't tell!" [3/10/2013 1:49:37 AM] Marilla: Marilla won't. [3/10/2013 1:50:29 AM] Trystan: ((I AM SO GLAD I GOT TO GET THAT OUT. SO GLAD.)) [3/10/2013 1:50:33 AM] Marilla: ((Rofl, "So let me tell you guys what I just found under Trystans britches"))