blessingone | [backdated to October 30]

[backdated to October 30]

[So, Fenimore has been hermiting away in House 34 for the past few days. She really isn't liking where the village was going. Okay, so there are spiders and rats (bats are okay, assuming they didn't learn about the myth of flying into people's hair). Okay, so there are ghosts everywhere (even if she'd so far been safe from pranks, since Grune was a very good source of the candy they demanded). But mostly.........it's foggy.

It sounds silly to say, but that's the part that spooks her the most. A couple of years ago, things went pretty bad when it got misty, so she's feeling extremely jumpy. Of course, holing up in House 34 really hadn't worked for her at that time, even with Shirley around to help, and she'd rather abandon ship completely, but right now, she's the only one left to look after Sophie. And Grune. Maybe the latter even more so. So she's going to have to suck it up.

But then Grune's unstoppable thirst for baking has started to empty the fridge and Grune's attempts at shopping were often...less than successful. If it was just her, she'd honestly prefer to go hungry than venture out into the foggy village, but Sophie is a little kid and shouldn't be made to go without. So, it is time to gird her loins and....

...ask the village for advice.]

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Hey. [She sounds rather subdued compared to her normal.] Has anyone...seen anything strange around? I mean -- not the ghosts or anything. Well, maybe the ghosts. Are they really just asking for candy? [She's not really sure whether she'd have to worry about them if she goes out during the day, but she hasn't exactly investigated about them, either.]

But...what I meant was...seeing things that aren't there, or...hearing things in the mist. That sort of thing. It's just...it's not usually this quiet around this time of year. [You know. Draft aside. But she hasn't heard much about that yet.] I wasn't sure if it was really safe to go out right now.

[Okay, that should do it. Although....] ...Thanks, I guess.

[Okay, now done.]

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[Late in the afternoon of the 30th, she'll have finally ~~run out of milk~~ worked up the nerve to go out, so she can be found trying to make her way to the grocery store. It's not always a smooth journey, though. Aside from the rats and spiders on both ways, it starts to get dark before she manages to get all the way back -- such is what happens when you put things off too long -- and ghostly activity picks up. Now that she's not in the house that gives away so many treats, she is a fine target for pranks. Pranks which include (but are not limited to) invisibibly picking her up by her grocery bag until her feet start to leave the ground, kicking wildly. Ghosts, man. Bad business.]

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[She really should know better.]

Oh, yes. Can I try next?

But -- I -- [Frustrated noise!]

If you help me down, you can try as much as you want! My arm's stuck! [Indeed, ~~as was supposed to be in the post but I erased it without noticing~~ the shopping bag handles have gotten twisted around her arm. Under normal circumstances, it wouldn't take even a second to undo, but she's not exactly in her prime untangling state.]

All right!

[Completely unaware of Fenimore's annoyance, Grune ambles over to wrap her arms around Fenimore's body. She then gives a gentle tug.]

[Fenimore bobs at the tug, not unlike a helium-filled balloon.]

Er...you're going to have to do it a bit harder than that.

[Her thought process slowly meanders up and begins to ponder what will happen to her arm, pulled between the floating grocery bag and a harder tug from Grune. Wait a sec -- ]

[Too late! Grune puts her back into the next tug, and considering she's a tall woman who fights with a stone urn and gardens on a regular basis...welp. This could be fun.]

Owowowow...!

[Luckily, the invisible ghost is not holding her up so firmly as to make this too much a stretch on her arm, so her voice is not especially loud or sharp. But she is wincing.]

[Even if it isn't loud, Grune stops the moment she hears Fenimore making her unhappy sounds.]

Oh, my. Are you all right?

A little...less hard....

[Though at least it wasn't hurting now.]

I'm sorry. I'll be more careful from now on.

[She eases up on her tugging--so much so that now she's not making any progress at all. Whoops.]

[...Better, but...sigh.]

Could you just...try to reach up and untangle me from this bag?

Oh, all right.

[She looks up and--oh, Fenimore is tangled up in her shopping bag. How surprising!

She keeps one arm around her friend and uses her free hand to try to work her free. The ghost responsible for this mess probably thinks this is hilarious. :|]

[There is some spectral laughter and Fenimore directs a glare at where the ghost...might be, grumbling indistinct dire threats.

...Which are cut off when her arm comes loose and now she is just held up by Grune. Hope that Grune is prepared for the unexpected weight! (Even if it's probably not much, since, let's face it, Fenimore is a short person from Melfes.)]

[Grune is...sort of prepared for Fenimore's weight, and while she doesn't fall over, she does stagger around a bit in what probably looks like one hell of a clumsy dance.

She sounds a bit breathless when she says:] There we go. All better.

[Well done, Grune. Quest complete, +200 EXP. Fenimore ~~enjoys the feeling of Grune's boobs~~ turns a little red, though she is largely grateful.]

Y...yeah. Thanks. [...] Hey!

[That last part isn't directed at Grune. It's directed at where her bag is still floating in the air, slowly beginning to drift away. She squirms and attempts to get out of Grune's grip so she can go chase it.]

[Unfortunately for Fenimore, Grune basically has no reaction time whatsoever. She slowly turns to see what the other girl is looking at without thinking to let go of her, and she blinks a few times when she notices what's going on.]

Oh, my. Your bag is floating away!

[She giggles.]

[She continues to squirm ~~in the boobies~~.]

Yes, and I need it back, so put me down!

[Float, float, float, goes the bag....]

Oh, I'm sorry, Fenimore.

[Sloooowly she sets down her friend and starts ambling after that escaping bag.]

[Fenimore, meanwhile, takes off pretty much the moment that Grune lets go, shouting after the bag. The ghost keeps just out of her reach, leading her in circles. It isn't bothering to avoid Grune, though -- Grune doesn't have funny reactions to this game of keepaway and it might be entertaining to watch when Fenimore realized the ambler caught it faster.]

[After a few moments of this farce, Grune watches the bag drift about, and then almost lazily reaches up and catches it.]

Here you are, Fenimore. I caught it for you!

[Fenimore just looks at the bag for a moment, her breathing a little heavier than usual, and ponders how life is not fair.]

...Thanks, Grune. [She reaches out to take it, but is distracted when the no longer invisible ghost comes up behind her and flips her skirt so high that it obscures her vision temporarily. Good thing it's just Grune here.]

[It is, because Grune's only reaction is to blink and then reach out to help her with her skirt.]

My, that wasn't very nice.

[The ghost shrugs, which looks a little weird since it is floating upside down. Geez, that was a pretty lackluster reaction, the ghost thinks....

Fenimore does appreciate the help with her skirt, but once it is back in place, her first action is to throw the grocery bag at the ghost, who dodges it easily and laughs. That's more like it!

...Those groceries are not going to be in very good shape when the get brought home, are they.]

[And once again, Grune's reaction leaves something to be desired, in that she only blinks.]

Fenimore, that wasn't very nice, either.

They don't deserve to be treated nicely!

[Ugh, she probably broke the eggs didn't she? She stomps over towards the bag, trying to ignore the ghost.]

[Now her eyebrows draw together a little.]

But everyone deserves to be treated nicely. It's the right thing to do.

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[Action] except her expression is more like shirley's here

[Action] The ghost is Fenimore. :|b

[Action] I forgot what I had written so this confused me in my inbox. But yes.

[Action] ...And then I got confused reading what I'd written, too. Context, man

[Action] A lesson against leaving tags too late.

[Action] ...Learned as I respond five days later....

[Action] Five days? Psh. Child's play!!

[Action] XD Oh right, look who I'm talking to.

[Action] GET OUTTA HERE ELLE (I'm kidding)

[Action] Giving Grune tribbles would be a baaaaaaaaaad idea....

[Action] Luceti would be crushed.

[Action] Maybe we can give them to the Third Party instead.

[Action] It's the only logical solution.

[Action] This is the way the world ends: Not with a bang but a lot of cooing and squeaking

[Action] There are worse ways to go.

[Action] Probably most of the people in Luceti have already encountered them.

[Action] ...Sadly true.

[Action] Luceti: We Know Apocalypses

[Action] Though the riders of the apocalypse have to deal with 50% power.

[Action] Would that be an advantage for us or them?

[Action] I guess it would be an advantage for whoever was weaker.

[Action] So that would be most of the residents, then.

[Action] ...Probably, come to think of it.