[RP] The Inn of Peace - IoP (Open to all)

[Astra_Senpai]

So people were letting her make a fool of herself lately. She shrugged, play the fool, be the fool. Honey stood on her toes and hummed, "Ya' a smar' blo'e I ne'er doub'ed tha'. Guess I shou' brush up on my skills afore as'in if so'eone nee's o wan's 'elp."  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Well, no, I'm not actually that smart. You know a lot more than I do about human things!" he insisted. "I don't even know when I'm supposed to wear pants!"  

[Astra_Senpai]

"I be' ya'd lo'e nu'e beac'es. Plus i's no fun ta' wear pan's all the ti'e. I's why I clo'e my doo'," she shrugged. Honey smirked, bouncing on her toes, "Plus ya' know a ton more 'bout daemons t'en I e'er will. Or 'bout wha' rea'y wen' down in 'istory. Tha's impres'ive." Crossing her arms, the plate balanced on her head, "An t'ere is the 'hole thin' 'bout wis'om bein' dif'eren' t'en common sense. Ya' sense a common is way dif'eren'."  

[Gren_Eckener]

He looked down, shuffling his foot. "But my common sense it's common here...like, nobody else knows how to smell a soul, what a good wing-stretch means, how to torture just right,...and I might have been there for history, but I wasn't exactly paying attention at the time, you know?"  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey bounced around him, she yelped and caught the plate. The tiny girl ran down the stairs, into the kitchen, put the plate in the sink and ran back upstairs. Hands on her knees she asked, "'Ow's a soul smell? Wha's it li'e- a win' stre'ch? Wha's it li'e ta 'ave win'g? Wha's it li'e ta fly? An' do ya' mean tor'ure or tor'ue~?" She ginned, breath caught and now in full bounce, "An' no one s'ays awa'e in 'is'ory?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

He grinned cheerily, stepping into the hall and demonstrating a wide stretch of his wings. "That's a wing-stretch! Um...Flying is fun! I like flying! It makes the heart tickle. And, um, both tortures! Souls smell different on every person!"  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey put her hands behind her back, "Ca' I touc' 'em?" Yes or no she'd continue, "'Ow ya' mean it ma'es ya' 'eart tickle? Ca' smel'in' be taugh.. li'e ya' language?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

He nodded, offering a wing. It was like warm, soft leather "If you've flown, you know how it feels...and no, I don't think so. It's kind of a natural thing for soul-eaters like mine. Yours smells like lemongrass and orange zest."  

[Astra_Senpai]

Honey hopped around almost behind him and running her hand along the wing arm and lightly touching the leather. She cooed- it was so interesting how much warmth he put off even with wings, "Wha? Me? Real'y? Tha's coo'! Wha' kin' do ya' li'e?"  

[Gren_Eckener]

"I grew up on lusty damned souls, so those are kind of a nostalgia food...but I like most souls well enough. Ooh, but not the tofu souls. Those are the really boring people, that have no personality of their own." he blanched. The wing flicked slightly, then settled.  

[Astra_Senpai]

At the flick she squeaked in delight, pink noggin tilting to the side... had it tickled? He hadn't said it hurt. Maybe just once more- his wings were so cool! "Tha's so nea'. Ya' win's are ace, Malac'ai. So... souls are fla'ored base' on personali'y? Bu' then t'ere's one's li'e tofu? Woul'n' they tas'e li'e t'ose they spen' the mos' time wit?"  

[Azana Brown]

Marilyn gasped, starting awake on the couch. Breakfast had long been cleared away, and it seemed Honey was talking to someone else. She fumbled for the cross around her neck, breathlessly wording a prayer. Of course Charles would be a vengeful soul, but wouldn't they be holding him in Hell...? Wasn't that the point? Now that Charlotte had mentioned it, though, her ex-lover was popping up in the dreams, too. Less a vision, and more subconscious cues...her own fears turned against her.  

[Gren_Eckener]

"Yes, but there's no mistaking the texture." he frowned in the memory of having eaten one. "But yeah, yeah! You got it!"

Charlotte hummed, nibbling the cold breakfast remnants. "Sounds familiar, doesn't it? What we have here is an old-fashioned haunting. Or is it like a premonition?"


(Why the hell am I up this late? See you tomorrow!)  

[Astra_Senpai]

"Soun's complex an' easy all in the same t'ought," she hummed, following along a fold ever so slightly. Like bats but bigger? Way bigger. "Wha's the line be'ween tortu'e and tortu'e~. I be' it varies."

(( HOLY.... *erm* I bid you a good rest. See you tomorrow <3

 

[Azana Brown]

"I...I don't know," Marilyn replied, shaking off the thought of those eyes. "Typically, a soul that's been released from this plane can't come back except through necromancy, and the girls burned the body. It's the ones that are stuck here that do the haunting. Perhaps it's a warning...but it has been too vague to provide me information other than fear for my safety and sanity. That's why I came here...either to get more information, or to remain in a sanctuary that never fails."

She looked down at the floor, still drowsy and worried when another thought came to her head. She had done her best to make amends...but was she even welcome here? She could see Kristen or Azana kicking her out on sight, and it was perfectly justified.