✿2 [Action] The dangers of moving in

[redstringed]

*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.)

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[Action forever!]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Must not be annoyed. Patience, please appear for once.] Where exactly do you live?

[redstringed]

What business is it of yours?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I'd rather not have another ruined breakfast. The sooner we can move your things, the less likely you'd appear at random again, right?

[redstringed]

...I do not appear at random. It is a purposeful spatial transfer, you imbecile.

Unless you are volunteering for carrying my belongings all the way across this accursed little village, I fail to see your proposed solution.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Is that why you appeared on the table?

Only those I can lift. It's better than guessing your next location, right?

[redstringed]

...yes. The coordinates to which I moved seem to have... fluctuated somehow.

And what of the rest of them?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

You'll figure it out eventually.

You could always ask others to help with those.

[redstringed]

There is no doubt of that.

Though I may not be accompanied by my incompetent servants, I will not be in the debt of any man.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I'm offering to help. That's not the same thing.

[redstringed]

Help rarely comes without its own strings.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

You're the only one attaching them to it.

[redstringed]

Oh? The only proof I have otherwise is the unproven word of a little boy.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Twiiiiitch.] If you don't want the help, fine. I'm not at a loss here.

[redstringed]

*A pause* Do you believe you can accomplish this without so much as a single scratch on my belongings?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I'm careful enough, as long as it's something I can carry. [If you make him carry a sofa, it might not work out so well.]

[redstringed]

*You have a nice chair and and end table on the table in front of you, Ted.

TAKE YOUR PICK.* Then perhaps I will deign to give you the chance to prove yourself.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[... Chair it is then! Why does he have to prove himself, geez.] Where am I supposed to bring this again?

[redstringed]

*Because Rachel, she is a bitch.* Building 6, Apartment 13. That's all you need to know.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[... All the way across the village. Great.] All right. Do you want to leave the table inside my room first? I'm not sure people would appreciate seeing it sitting on this one for long.

[redstringed]

Why should their opinion matter to me in the slightest? If you fear their wrath, you may move it.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Not so much wrath as someone placing it elsewhere. [He shrugs and goes to move it anyway, since it wasn't too much of a hassle for him.]

[redstringed]

Then it would have become your problem to solve.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

You're placing all the responsibility on me now?

[redstringed]

Can you not do something as simple as take responsibility for those with whom you live?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I don't know most of the people in this building. I just moved in. [Brb putting that table in his apartment, before going to grab that chair instead.] All right, let's go.