deercountry | Such a Lovely Month (Catch-All, Wide Open)

Oh, she was not ready for this. She'd been trying to do just about anything with this entire month other than this. But when she found herself on the couch. And worse, the moment she saw someone with information appearing on her omni, she could just imagine what kind of garbage was appearing for them. She growled a little, really not up to any of this.

But, after a moment, she flopped into a couch across from the other person, trying not to worry if she knew them well or not. "Just... so we're clear? I'm not really available that way." She grunted. "But that doesn't mean we can't have a pleasant conversation. And... if your omni is telling you anything funny about me? Ignore it." Not that it was lies. Just ignore it.

"Okay, if you say so, miss."

Says Abby as she walks on in, potentially replacing the other person. It was probably better to not look at Abigail's own, omni. In fact, a person really shouldn't look at it. At least not for very long.

"Are you not enjoying yourself, though?"

She glanced. She glanced and immediately set her omni down. Ok, that was a little headache inducing, and she didn't want to think about it. The language was too much like Pthumerian but not right. And that gave her a serious migraine. Smiling over at Abby, she winked. "Ah, don't worry about it too much, little miss." In Abby's case, after all, she was far too young for it to be anything but a pleasant conversation.

"It hasn't been too bad. I don't love being coerced to be here, but meeting new people can be fun."

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Option 1)

She was getting sick of banging her head into the doors as they slammed into her face, and she definitely showed every sign of having reached a more risky level of threat from the bad luck, but Vira-Lorr was trying to soldier her way through. You know, she might even have managed this were it not for the fact that she had just blown into the building she found, shivering, freezing and far too weakly dressed.

"Damnit. It wasn't snowing when I walked out of my house," she snarled, shaking the water out and looking around. Where the hell was she anyway?

Option 2)

"Do you think this will work?" She was looking at the little object the seller was offering, a bag of mushrooms in one hand ready for trade. Was she the one suffering bad luck, or were you? It didn't matter. there was one major problem as they had explained the ritual and she looked concerned by it. "I don't know if my blood won't just burn its way through this."

'Oh! Miss, I offer special varnishes that can handle the toughest vileblood toxins!' They assured her with all of the charm of a used car salesman. She didn't look convinced yet...

Unfortunately Makoto couldn't help with the blood ritual since they currently shared the same blood, but luckily despite the weather and the season the gardener of love had managed to keep a stock of roses. Specifically white roses to which as a symbol of purity seemed especially effective in those she'd helped throughout the month. As for the where they were now, it was one of the shops where Makoto regularly picked up supplies for the bakery.

"Vira-lorr? You're drenched, what happened?"

Makoto went over and pulled off the wrap she was wearing and offered it to her friend. It seemed like she was suffering from the same as everyone else this month.

"Uuuuugh, a freak squall of a snowstorm hit me out of the blue," she said right before looking out the window to... a clear sky. Oh, that wasn't even fun. "But it's already stopped. seriously?"

Suddenly, she felt the offer of the wrap and took it gratefully, starting to use it to try and wrap up, shivering some. "thank you. I don't want to just treat this like a towel though!"

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Oh this was going to be good. He had seen her blood in action, and there were definitely rituals around these parts that couldn't neutralize the acidic volatile nature of her blood. He found it downright intriguing and dangerous, which was why he happened to be here peering over her shoulder at the trinket dubiously.

"You're going to burn right through that charm," he said in his growly voice. "Seems fake. Perhaps require a refund if it doesn't work." He was fully willing to see her use the charm right here and now and burn holes in the place when it didn't work.

"That is not a bad idea, Reaper," she said, not minding at all that she had her old ghoul of a friend over her shoulder. It was a relief actually. He was more than trusted enough to help with something like this, and honestly? She needed a laugh. Making a refund happen was good for a chuckle.

The native seemed a little affronted. 'How bad could it possibly be, miss?' they said incredulously as she took a pin out and pricked her finger, letting it hit the ground and sizzle right through a piece of stone pavement. Their eyes popped and their nose wrinkled while they covered their mouth and it with a cloth. 'oh my.'

"Do you have a stronger charm by chance?" she asked, which had them grabbing it and scurrying into the shop. "You know, Reaper... some days I hate this blood of mine, but it does have its uses. Shocking Trenchies being one of them."

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Vira-Lorr was too cautious for her own good. When she'd heard the cries? She hadn't recognized them, and she'd lit incense to keep her mind clear. So, she had never encountered the snow maiden herself. But this didn't mean that she was utterly immune from the depredations of the woman's possessions. While she herself wasn't possessed, perhaps her friend was the one who was in danger!

She was the sort of person who was free with her affections with friends, so she was very easy to encounter someone getting furious with her out of the blue, not even realizing that her tendency to be physically affectionate might very well cause such a consternation. In the moment that she was first accosted she looked a little shocked. "What?" she said, as if trying to figure out if she'd heard them wrong.

There was no warning.

She nearly doubled over as the force of the air being taken from her lungs brought her to a knee. Vira-Lorr was fighting back the urge to cough and gripping her throat, looking at the person nearby, only to see that they were in the same sort of distress. Her throat felt like a tighten was clenching over it and she stumbled in their direction, looking desperate. She had to get to them, to help them, not even realizing that this desire was very much what they had to do to survive.

Vira-Lorr had time for this second ritual, and so she made inquiries with friends and social contacts that she had of every single blood type that she knew. She was not going to hold back on performing the ritual. Admittedly? She focused on 'non-virgins' in order to preserve that singular purity people might have wanted to retain in case the power was useful in the future.

Either way, she was currently in a ritual chamber, waiting for her partner for the evening. A few extra samples were set aside, along with a copious amount of the mushrooms, freshly harvested. It was a lot of work to keep getting them, but dealing with this curses would not happen if they weren't assiduous. "Thank you for coming," she said as she heard the door open.

Lance slips into the room with probably only a partial understanding of what the hell he's doing. But hey, he's been out of the loop on a lot of things in general and has decided to just stop asking questions for now. Also, blood ritual is clear enough so he shrugs at her thanks.

"Sure, you had me at 'hello, come help me with a blood ritual'. What guy would say no?"

The good news was that she knew almost exactly what she was doing. She'd done it once before! So, that was helpful right? It certainly qualified as at least a passing knowledge. Holding up a set of notes, she looked them over and laughed.

"Now now, Lance. I've only killed my friends horribly in blood rituals occasionally," she said with a nasty little wink and a smirk. "God, but this is actually something that could be a pickup line in this world isn't it?"

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(Want something else? Go for it! Vira-Lorr will probably actually cave into the Chocolatier this month, if you want to use it, though she'll be keeping her chocolates for a 'special occasion' when she comes to her senses. However, anything you want from any of the possible prompts both in the Event this month or the last TDM is possible.)

Vira-Lorr was holding something in one hand, slipping into a nice restaurant and looking around from the entrance for a friend of hers. The sister to the pin was affixed to one side of collar of her ao dai, partially concealed by the flowing purple hair that spilled over.

As her eyes scanned the restaurant, fashionably late for a lunch meeting she mentally just sighed. Look, she was not above asking her friend out to lunch if that was the only way to make sure that she found her now and again. With this particular friend? She knew that it was the only way to guarantee that she'd find her. Free food was a bribe, but she wasn't above it.

She made a mental note. Do not discuss bonds of any kind with Chloe. That would go ... poorly.

Free food was absolutely the main reason that Chloe showed up for anything. Even with things not really costing anything here, there was just some kneejerk reaction to being told that someone wanted to take her out to eat food. With Vira-Lorr, it may have taken her a few more minutes of consideration, but she still gave in.

It doesn't take her long to spot her when she finally arrives at the restaurant. She feels a little underdressed in comparison, with her ripped dark jeans and a shirt covered in dried paint, but when did she really make herself look fancy anyway? Chloe goes to sit across from her friend, clasping her hands in front of her and letting them rest on the table top.

"Sup?"

Vira-Lorr didn't really want her friend to feel underdressed. She just liked the way this felt and looked on her, so she was always in one or another. As she slipped up, she offered her a reassuring smile. "Hey you," she said, before sitting down. She'd almost ruffled Chloe's head and tried something with her beanie, but no. Better not to try contact, not with the way her hands were positioned.

Slipping into a seat, she looked down at those hands, taking a moment to stare as if trying to think. "So. Haven't had any trouble with the Chocolatier, I hope?" Look, she was not going to resort to 'how about that weather.' Admittedly, magical chocolate was something that both of them had ample reason to watch out for. But there weren't topics in Trench that didn't come with baggage.

... she probably needed to not mention the bastard had given her a box of them this year. She hadn't eaten them, but she had them.

The Chocolatier, huh? Chloe snorts, knowing full well that that equates to small talk in this kind of place anyway, but she knows she's got good enough reason to ask. All things considered. "So far, so good," she mutters with a shrug. "Heard they have some... interesting and familiar impacts."

Cursed chocolate was like a dime a dozen in Deerington. She isn't surprised it's carried over to this place.

"Had any ghost bitches take over your body yet?"

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She and Ruby had talked. She and Anna had talked. Hell, she'd talked with several people. So, when she'd been dragged into this Speed Dating bs? She finally yielded and just walked right up to the next stranger. Ok, no. She skipped towards them, grinning (likely up at them) and grabbing for their wrist, pointing towards a table.

When she took a seat, she had a smile on her face. There was no tell while she brought her omni out to type. Deep down, though? She was a lot more nervous than she let on, given that she really didn't look to meet new people that much. her fingers typed as a blur, the words appearing in a hologram between them.

Name's Neopolitan. You want to start this off?

So. You needed help with something? Normally, Neopolitan would probably have taken a pass unless you were particularly close (and might have feigned being busy even then). But this month she was out and about and trying to be useful more. The girl couldn't exactly figure out why she wanted to help, but she did. Anytime, for any reason, someone was looking for backup dancers for whatever cockamamie plot they might have been involved in? Neo was there, all too willing to be a helper.

Walking up to them, she smirked in their direction, tipping their hat and raising an eyebrow. Need a hand? Wait, what were they doing right now? Not that it mattered...

Neopolitan didn't even remember what had happened. She'd been out in the woods, trying to ... what had she been doing? It didn't matter at this point. She was back, and feeling fine. No real skin off of her hide, right?

Except it was when she saw someone nearby who looked like they were just happily snuggling, or even just hugging goodbye for the night. That was when something just kind of snapped. The thought of the loneliness of the last year, or of the pain she kept seeing on the network came to her and she changed into the appearance of a local sleeper, charging right up to them, flailing her hands.

You know... it probably would have been a good disguise, if she could actually talk, but she couldn't. But nevertheless there was an irate looking and very quiet girl heading right up to you. What was up with them?

Ruby had only just parted ways with Ange when she suddenly found someone charging her with arms flailing. Oh gosh, what had she done this time? It takes her a minute stumble back a few steps and raise her hands up as best she could.

"Chill out! Chill out! I didn't do anything, I swear!"

Vira-Lorr | Record of Agarest War

Speed Dating from Hell

lol i had too

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Option 1:

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The Snow Maiden Cometh

You Take My Breath Away (TDM Prompt: CW Choking)

Go Away Riteior - Ritual, Month 2

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It's Just Bling, and there's Nothing Sus About This At All (Closed to Chloe Price)

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Neopolitan | RWBY

Putting Herself Out There (Speed Dating)

Darkblood to the Rescue (General blood-affected stuff this month)

Possession is 9/10ths of the Law

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