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@Amuulzhaan 2 years ago

Springtime brought with it the most ferocious of storms, under which all sorts of things could hide.

Clickclickclick, clickclickclick, clickclickcl- woosh.

The sound of claws skittering along rooftops was hidden by the pealing of thunder and the clatter of raindrops upon shingle and stone alike.

Thudclickclick, clickclickcli- woosh.

With a sound like a flag getting caught in the tempestuous wind, a silhouette was struck against cloudy anvils, lightning reaching and grabbing for contact with the cold, damp earth. For a handful of seconds, something monstrous blotted out the brilliance of nature's light, casting shadow on the streets below.

Chink. The sound of glass and stone softly connecting.

For a moment, there was silence while the storm began to patter away.

Then he began to walk.

Click, clack, click, clack. He had all but landed in front of his destination, there wasn't far to walk. Despite his obvious secrecy, he seemed confident in the fact no one had seen him.

There was the glint of light off off glass and gold, and he was at the door, knocking quietly.

Thud thud thud.

"Check, Ričardas Kęsgalos, my friend. Your move.

Thunder crashed into the horizon and screamed with a burst of lightning, illuminating his eyes as he stood in the doorway.

And so, Torke Shohcraos waited, still and statuesque against the weathering of the elements, shockingly blue eyes lit like the lightning carving its pathways through the clouds above.

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In the shadows of an almost empty room, Charricthran woke from his slumber, true terror wracking his rib cage, eyes flickering to a pair that looked.. almost like Richards, wide and petrified.

The bird who wore the face of fear feared nothing but one thing.

And it was here.

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chatterghosts • 2 years ago • edited

Fiona's weekly trips to .. whatever she could call that place were toeing the line between being an act of kindness and an act of obligation. That being said, she wasn't heartless, and children were children. It was Nicolette's will to help them, and so she did.

It was on the return from one of these trips -- through tempestuous weather, no less -- that she had seen it. Eyes focused on the street, making careful but not entirely successful avoidance of the hard rain, and-

The street fell under a shadow, something large effectively masking the sun from view, if only briefly. Glancing up, she saw it to be the shadow of... what?

It returned as quickly as it had gone, but Fiona was positive of what she had seen. It didn't trouble her, or fascinate her, so much as it irritated her. Wasn't there enough going on? Where was the need for another monster?

She hastened her way to the Society, both out of a desire to forget and to get out of the rain. Blocking her path, however, was another man. She wormed her way past him with a roll of her eyes, moving to open the door and step inside.

(Without letting him in, of course.)

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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago

Said man leaned out of her way with a lazy smirk, softly calling after her.

"If you're not going to be inclined towards inviting me in, might you direct an acquaintance of yours that is my way? I'm here on somewhat urgent business, dull as it is."

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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago

She stops, lingering in the doorway but not bothering to glance back.

"And that'd be...?"

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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago

He offered an almost apologetic version of his earlier smirk before pulling out four letters, each stamped with a crest featuring two fire breathing lions on top of a shield and a crowned helmet. He held them close to his chest with a lazy sort of wariness, as if he expected Fiona to try and take them, but knew he could just as easily avoid the matter.

"I am to deliver these personally to one Doctor Lewis Weir, a Doctor Richard Prince, a Doctor Henry Jekyll, and a Doctor Elias Castellanos. Barring that, there's a.. friend of mine currently staying on the premises who can deliver these letters to them. " He put the letters back inside an unseen pocket in his coat before continuing. "Is that sufficient, or shall I regale you with the glorious details that follow?"

His smirk was back to the sort of lazy smugness of a summer day, heedless of the rain still clinging to him him and soaking everything else outside.

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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago

Fiona finally looked to him, a wry grin fixing onto her face. A beat passed in silence, her eyes trailing across him for a period of time most definitely longer than what most would call comfortable.

"Call me curious, I'm pickin' the latter -- I've got close business with one'a the fellas you're lookin' to deliver to. As is, Richard and Elias've been gone for weeks." Another pause. "Friend on the premises?"

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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago

As it was, Torke took it all in stride, smirk brightening.

"Oh well, if you insist."

"I'm afraid I can't be too terribly specific, as it regards a matter rather personal of Richard's concerning when he was a consulting cryptographer for a group of detectives in Italy. As for the others, they're related to the same incident. But!-" He clapped his hands together, sarcastically delighted. "I am to deliver the letters, receive responses, then deliver them to my friend on the premises." The man was very animated despite his meandering movements, walking back and forth a few steps at a time and talking with his hands for the short duration of his speaking.

"He'd either be masquerading as a bird with too many teeth, a deer with too many eyes, or a scruffy sort of man. God knows what name he goes by now."

Folding his arms, he pushed his glasses back up the bridge of his nose as he leaned against a pillar, still grinning. "Of course, I can always come back later, when there aren't the nosy sort of people about. Night time and storms bring about paranoid folks, it seems."

Another well-timed flash of lightning illuminated too-bright eyes, though they glittered with nothing but amusement and the well-hidden impatience of someone who's time to complete a task was short.

After a moment, he shrugged again. "So. Do I pass whatever test you've laid before me, amiga?"

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chatterghosts  Tairais • 2 years ago

(( Fiona "Is Inclined to Make an Uninformed Gay Joke Anyway" Stinemetz! ))

"Ohhh! You've come seeking an old lover." She sighed wistfully, shaking her head. "As beautiful as your intimate homosexual feelings for him may be, you should know that Richard has found someone else..."

She snorted, stashing her hands into her pockets and stepping out of his path. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. I know the guy you're talkin' about, you're good to go."

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Tairais  chatterghosts • 2 years ago

Torke's chuckle seemed the same as previous times, but if one had been attuned to his facial cues- of which there were startling few, as if one was staring into a face made of stone instead of flesh and blood- they would have noticed a flicker of..

Something.

Perhaps there was more merit to Fiona's jab than he let on.

Nonetheless, he shot off a two-fingered salute to her before disappearing into the hallways of the Society.

"Charricthran, Charricthran. My little friend, just where are you?"

Somewhere in the building, a petrified raven hides in a set of rafters with an equally terrified teakettle, furiously praying for a chance to disappear into the canals of Venice.

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