✿2 [Action] The dangers of moving in

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*Hey, you. Yeah, you!

Where are you right now? At home? Out and about? In the bath?

It doesn't matter where you are, because in a second, there's going to be a strange black vortex right nearby. And as the vortex fades, it will be leaving in its place a young-looking vampire girl in a gothic lolita outfit. She has some furniture with her; something nice like a tasteful armchair with an Ottoman, or whatever.

She also looks very angry at the fact that her spatial teleportation keeps going awry.* This... miserable little pigsty!



*The TL;DR Version: There is now an angry loli vampire in your immediate vicinity. She has furniture.*

(ooc: CR building post! Rachel has teleported into wherever your character is while trying to get furniture back to her new home. Feel free to determine whatever setting would be most awesome/interesting/hilarious! Standard Rachel Warning applies - she will be kind of mean.)

Comments

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

I shall? Why?

[redstringed]

Have you all the propriety of a worm? If you cannot learn to recognize your betters, then perhaps there is something defunct in your skull.

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

Excuse me? What gives you the right to speak so disrespectfully?

[redstringed]

Do bloodright and station mean nothing to you? Perhaps you have been living in a sunless cave, far from the idea of nobility.

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

[Sigh.] So then you're a noble. My apologies.

[redstringed]

I most certainly am.

...it is a start, if nothing.

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

[Flynn is just used to dealing with nobles. This is no different, even though she's one of those kinds.]

May I ask for a name to associate with the title?

[redstringed]

Rachel Alucard. And just who is asking?

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

Flynn Scifo.

[redstringed]

Hm. Now that we have exchanged pointless little pleasantries, tell me where we are.

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

Are you new? Because this is Luceti.

[dddddeeeeeerrrrrrrrpppppppp]

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*Look* If I did not know that, surely my concerns would be focused on these damnable little wings.

Where we are in Luceti, if I must be irritatingly precise.

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

[You're just a big jerk, Rachel. ;_;]

Only a little ways off from the village square.

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*Not all the ti-- okay, yeah, all the time.*

Hm. ...very well, then. Perhaps this place is undergoing more of a shift than I had anticipated.

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

A shift?

[redstringed]

Do not make me repeat myself.

In short, my destination is no longer where it was.

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

I apologize. [This is totally why Yuri hates nobles, isn't it.]

I see. So then, why don't you try walking to your destination?

[redstringed]

*A look. At the furniture.*

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

Ah... I see what you mean. Maybe I could assist?

[redstringed]

I am not one for manual labor. If you consider yourself capable of carrying my belongings without so much as a single scratch, perhaps you can be of use.

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

[He's going to assume she meant to say thank you.]

Where would you like me to carry them?

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Building 6. Apartment 13, on the third floor.

Do you believe you can manage?

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

It's far but... I think I can manage.

[And what are we carrying today, Rachel?]

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*An armchair. A comfortable one, too.*

[capital-justice.livejournal.com]

[Dear lord. It's a fucking armchair. He has to carry it. Whyyyyyy.]