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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 8:21 pm
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"You Hunters are scary too, you know. When I was a little scareling my Amma told me a story about them to make me behave. I never misbehaved again." The memory had been a recently resurfaced one, since she had told stories back and forth with Mort. One thing lead to another and the story, along with her horrified reaction to it as a small child, had come back to her for better or for worse. She really didn't misbehave after that, unless you count suddenly leaving to go to school...and then the subsequent near-delinquent situations she had gotten involved with since them, "Guess that means the horrible creatures in both our worlds really exist." She was a little bitter, but it was what it was. It was still baffling to think of the denizens of halloween as terrifying, though.
"A little bit of everything? Our world, your world, first aid, gym, Minipet training..." Classes were classes! But that thought sparked one of her own, and she looked up from her work to eye him curiously. "Do you have schools in the Human world? What do you Humans learn about?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 04, 2012 10:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2012 9:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2012 10:01 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2012 10:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2012 10:21 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2012 12:20 pm
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Amrita stared at him, but it turned completely blank as he started naming off strange names. Nothing came to memory with those words, not a single one.
But she listened with wide-eyed, unblinking attention to Deryk's story. She shifted again, pressing the soles of her backwards feet together in front of her, her knees against her elbows and her backward hands holding onto her feet. Her sewing was forgotten, and her finger wasn't yet completely sewn back on. Story time > mending.
Christof wasn't here, she could do what she wanted!
"You have an Underworld?" They didn't really have one, to her knowledge. Did caves count as Underworlds? They were...under...their world...hrm. "What is an underworld, anyway?" Clearly, it was not a term she came across. Ever. But there was something familiar about another mark in his story; Cerberus? A three-headed dog? Thackery was a Cerberus, wasn't he? He certainly didn't have three heads. He did have brothers though...
"...Are you sure it was one three-headed dog? Not three one-headed dogs?" Her head tilted curiously.
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2012 12:40 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 8:27 am
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Well, Amrita certainly had a better respect for Hel.
Amrita gave what he said some serious thought, her half brow furrowing. "We have some made-ghosts and made-undeads that weren't born here..." She murmured thoughtfully, her head tilting as she recalled what she had been told by Malodore and Christof. She had been born into halloween, but she knew a lot of others weren't...curious! "Would that make us an Underworld?" It was a musing thought, only it was somewhat uncomfortable. "We're not bad though! We're supposed to scare, that's all. ...That's our job, but we're not mean." At least in this town of Halloween. If they were mean, it was prompted!
"Err, well, I've met a Cerberus. But he um...has brothers, and I'm pretty sure they've all only got one head." Her eye lifted to stare at the ceiling, quite in thought. "But...I guess I've never seen their natural form." So they might have three heads each! She'd have to ask Thackery when she saw him next.
"Tell me another one? Maybe...an actual story this time?" The Patchwork gave a thin smile, trying to be teasing but coming up short; he was nice, very nice, but he was still the enemy.
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 10:54 am
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Hm. She did have a point there.
"Guess so then. Kinda makes sense. Underworlds are usually scary things," nodded Deryk, pausing at her last statement. Well. SOME of them weren't mean. The same couldn't really be said for all of them really.
"R-really? Huh. Well. Guess not all myths are really accurate. They're all really old and stuff. Things might have changed."
Scratching his head at that, he shrugged, then sat for a few moments, trying to think about another story he could tell. After a short while, something came to mind.
'Oh! I know. The Odyssey. It's... kinda a long story. But got lots of little parts to it. It's about the great Greek Hero, Odysseus, on his journey home after a big war, which took him ten years altogether," he said before beginning to recount the tale to the best of his ability, mentioning the curse bestowed upon the hero by Poseidon and the bag of wind.
"At some point, Odysseus and his men arrived to Aeaea, the home of Circe, a witch. She offered him and his men a meal, but it was a trick. They were all turned into pigs! All except for one, who managed to warn Odysseus of the treachery. He went to save his men, but was stopped by the God, Hermes, who offered him help. A special herb that would allow him to resist the potion lacing the food. Because of this, he was able to bargain with Circe, in exchange for returning his men back to normal, he would have to give his love. And so he was stuck on that island for a year. When the time came up, she gave them advice on where they should go next and how to go about it," he said before continuing on with the rest of the story.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 11:38 am
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Say what you will, Deryk, but Amrita didn't think they were scary. Well...okay, that was a lie. She thought some of them were scary, but that was because they had confidence she didn't, and thinking about it was apparently quite frightening.
The entire time Deryk told his story, Amrita gave her undivided attention. She didn't move, blink, breathe, anything that would distract her from listening. It was a long story, yes; a lot of things went way over her head, but it was a good one. Circe sounded very familiar though. Very familiar. She had heard or seen that name before! Hmmm...this did require much more thought. When he was finished though, she raised her hands and clapped down him, though one finger was understandably more shakey than the others.
"That was fascinating! I can't imagine taking ten years to go home!" Amrita gave a content sigh, shifting her legs to hug her knees against her chest, the thread and needle still dangling from her finger. "I'd love to be a crypt keeper one day. Just...learn and tell stories. If I could do one thing in the whole of Halloween, that'd be it. Er, well, no, that's not true. I'd also like to own a Minipet store~ Hrm." She was off on her own tangents again, but seemingly quite off her guard because of it. After a moment she stared at him curiously, and decided to pose the question back to him, too. "What would you do, if you could do one thing in the whole of your world?" Sure it wasn't the information she should be getting out of him, but it was something she was curious about. Surely he didn't grow up wanting to be a kidnapper and murderer?
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 6:01 pm
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