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[ Just heads straight there, knocking firmly three times ]
[ there's some scratchy sounds of something fiddling with the door before
it creaks slowly open about a qaurter, and a little tophat with a red sheep under it peers up through the gap. ]
Baa... Baa?
[ it waves its little hoof like it expects to be given something. ]
it creaks slowly open about a qaurter, and a little tophat with a red sheep under it peers up through the gap. ]
Baa... Baa?
[ it waves its little hoof like it expects to be given something. ]
[ Stares at the sheep for a minute
hands it a couple of sunflower seeds that were intended for Lily's squirrels ]
hands it a couple of sunflower seeds that were intended for Lily's squirrels ]
[ it counts them with an air of absolute gravitas, then nods solemnly. ]
Baa.
[ ...and withdraws into the darkness of the barn beyond, leaving the door wide open.
Rose Barn common room features such interesting sights as:
A barn wall that's been covered over with chaotic chalk writing,
Some very red very plush sitting furniture,
Horribly chintzy but comfy cherub pillows on that furniture,
and an Angel Devil sitting up to attention, setting a little basket of thorns to the side and shooing vines away. ]
That time already? Alright, before the door lets all the warm out...
[ gets up with a stretch ]
Baa.
[ ...and withdraws into the darkness of the barn beyond, leaving the door wide open.
Rose Barn common room features such interesting sights as:
A barn wall that's been covered over with chaotic chalk writing,
Some very red very plush sitting furniture,
Horribly chintzy but comfy cherub pillows on that furniture,
and an Angel Devil sitting up to attention, setting a little basket of thorns to the side and shooing vines away. ]
That time already? Alright, before the door lets all the warm out...
[ gets up with a stretch ]
Edited 2024-01-12 22:54 (UTC)
[ Steps inside and moves to shut the door behind himself, giving the chaotic writing a lingering look. ]
Would you prefer to carry out this task indoors, or outside?
Would you prefer to carry out this task indoors, or outside?
[ in the section that's all Angel Devil's writing, there's complex sigils with notes and crossed out phrases; a few no, try:'s, stray letters and words in an unrecognized language with looping characters. a very rudimentary chalk drawing of the pasture from above, with some spots checked with x's. some bits of math. ]
Depends. Potentially messy, or no? If not, let's not bother.
Depends. Potentially messy, or no? If not, let's not bother.
[ If he weren't concerned with various crises he might try to analyze the text. As it is, he finishes closing the door and steps inside, fishing something small out of his pockets ]
No mess is expected. If you are prepared, then I will initiate the task.
No mess is expected. If you are prepared, then I will initiate the task.
Very well.
[ In a smooth motion, he holds the grenade out towards Angie, pulls the pin with his free hand, and waits a few precise seconds to toss it in the air just before it bursts with a blinding white light that fills the room. ]
[ In a smooth motion, he holds the grenade out towards Angie, pulls the pin with his free hand, and waits a few precise seconds to toss it in the air just before it bursts with a blinding white light that fills the room. ]
[ curiously, the light cuts off in a perfect 360° sphere from where it's gone off, as if some magical barrier hastily popped up to contain what he'd concluded in a snap judgment was going to make a damn mess if he didn't put a pot lid on it.
That sphere definitely included of Angel Devil himself, though.
he's assumed a more hunched posture, dazzled eyes covered when the flash clears enough he can be seen clearly, and his mouth is twisted up in a grimace.
Primly straightens up with a hand still over his face.
his voice is testy. is it just vision or was it a flashbang? If there was a bang there was definitely a startled bleat from the top hat sheep skulking around in the corner still. ]
That all?
That sphere definitely included of Angel Devil himself, though.
he's assumed a more hunched posture, dazzled eyes covered when the flash clears enough he can be seen clearly, and his mouth is twisted up in a grimace.
Primly straightens up with a hand still over his face.
his voice is testy. is it just vision or was it a flashbang? If there was a bang there was definitely a startled bleat from the top hat sheep skulking around in the corner still. ]
That all?
[ Just vision! Red called it a flash grenade specifically.
Scarab had closed his eyes, but he's still squinting in spite of it as the light fades ]
It is. You should experience recovery within minutes. If desired, I can remain until then.
Scarab had closed his eyes, but he's still squinting in spite of it as the light fades ]
It is. You should experience recovery within minutes. If desired, I can remain until then.
[ hearing's fine. no pain beyond the overflooded sensation of the light. he sweeps his unseen tail along the floor. no damage.
feels his way back to the spot he was sitting when Scarab came in, and drops back down in it heavily. ]
Talk if you're going to stay, Scarab of Lily. Ahh, like a Holy went off right next to my nose...
feels his way back to the spot he was sitting when Scarab came in, and drops back down in it heavily. ]
Talk if you're going to stay, Scarab of Lily. Ahh, like a Holy went off right next to my nose...
[ Rubs his eyes while his vision clears back up, staying near the entrance of the room ]
What topics do you want to want to discuss?
What topics do you want to want to discuss?
[ ..he crosses his legs, and affects a thoughtful look, eyes completely off base for where Scarab actually is.
He'd neglected to comment on... whatever's going on there, not his circus, but the specific manner of speech, presented to him in absentia of image... hm. ]
Progress on preparing for the potential invasion?
He'd neglected to comment on... whatever's going on there, not his circus, but the specific manner of speech, presented to him in absentia of image... hm. ]
Progress on preparing for the potential invasion?
Progress is acceptable. I must complete several more of Red's tasks, but they are simple. I expect to obtain supplies for a rudimentary alarm system tomorrow, and installation will be swift with sufficient volunteers.
Is it not understandable? This pasture is likely his last haven. He is correct to stack the advantage in our favor.
It is. But as he possesses vast amounts more information than we do... If he was up to his usual tricks, I'd complain, but actually feel reassured.
He's no doubt getting a high volume of orders... ahh, if our attention wasn't better spared on twenty different fronts right now, I'd say now is the best time to pull tricks on him to glean information.
He's no doubt getting a high volume of orders... ahh, if our attention wasn't better spared on twenty different fronts right now, I'd say now is the best time to pull tricks on him to glean information.
Has anyone successfully tricked him before? All prior data I have obtained on him indicates he is highly resistant to them.
Interesting. I agree the current timing is poor for a repeat attempt, but it should be considered for the future.
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