MysticFox said
Azalea opened her eyes, down on all fours on the cold stone floor. She took a few moments to catch her breath and to let her headache to subside before she slowly rose from the ground. She glanced down, lifting the hem of her white skirt to look at her knees. On her right knee was a small misshapen circle, a bruise already beginning to form. She already always bruised easily. Azalea winced when you touched it, gently lowering her skirt before smoothing out the wrinkles in it. Her white hair framed her face as she stared down the fox boy who sat upon a throne. "Explain yourself." She spoke softly, nervously holding onto the boy's arm that had traveled into the other dimension with her.
Seth found himself staring at her pale white skin as she lifted her skirt to check a bruise. He gestured to her knee, "I can probably take care of that later if you'll let me." Seth then rose and noted that she hadn't let go of him yet due to her uneasiness.
"It's okay, I've got your back." He murmured to her, encouraging her with his support.
22xander said
Vince looks up sudenly to see Azalea. "Azalea!" he yells, huredly. "I... I'm so sorry, I..." He looks over. "wait, I forgot to close it didnt I? DAMN DAMN DAMN!" He snaps and severs the connection to the real world. "Look, I'm so sorry I mean... Its just the master he told me I had to... and I'm not used to my master being wrong, I grew up in his relm after all... So when he told me I had to love you I didn't see what was wrong, you were so cute and..." Vince trails off, not knowing what to say...
So he had a master who was controlling him? Seth cocked his head in curiosity, wondering just exactly who our foxy friend was. He remained silent in the confrontation between the two, preferring to let her talk.
Seth looked behind him and noted the dimensional rift was gone. It appeared they'd have to have Vincent reopen it once they were done here, which also meant they couldn't beat him unconscious if that opportunity ever presented itself.
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Pip, the overly dramatic waiter (Lilian's Parmesan Chicken Pasta order)
Our friendly neighborhood waiter appeared beside the table with an audible *pop*. He pulled out a noisemaker and blew into it
Toooooooooooooooooooooottt!He laughed and had a cheerful grin on his face as he set a huge plate of the pasta down in front of Liliana. "Parmesan Chicken Pasta! Prepared with aged cheese and of course, the chicken breast was pulled from our select group of poultry. It smells so good that even I had to resist eating the food! The chicken itself is baked with the cheese and the sauce and only when we deem it is ready, we throw in the spaghetti noodles. Thank you for choosing our daily special today!
Bon appetit!" He also gave her a glass of water and with a bow, he disappeared once more with a *pop.*
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