realmofstories | open. Full moon is risin'

Characters: Velvet Crowe [Big Bad Wolf, Red Riding Hood]
Campaign: July-ish Break
Format: [ brackets ]
Open [Closed sections for Rokurou and Eizen]
Summary: A wolf has returned and wanders around to check how things may have changed - or perhaps how they haven't.

A - No use in hidin'

[ Once again Velvet finds herself in a different world, the same one as before. That much is obvious as she can just feel the wolf ears perched on the top of her head brushing against the hood of her cloak. Her tail is hidden in the massive blackness that is her hair so she isn't particularly worried about it being seen. Before her stands the Index, an odd mix of buildings that could only come from a fairytale. She sighs heavily but with resignation, checks her gear to ensure that the blade she had picked up last time is still with her before taking a step forward. ]

Time to go see what's changed, if anything.

B - Oh, you're never gonna find escape

[ Seeing as how her journal, medallion and key all appear to be the same Velvet doesn't bother searching for her house here. Even though she knows she's been gone at least a few months, chances are the stone building will be in the same place. It may even be dust-free. Or that could just be her hopeful thinking. As much as the daemon-turned-wolf enjoyed a good cleaning, Velvet isn't up for it at the moment. Tonight she'll either rough it out in the woods (it wouldn't be the first time), or crash at someone else's place if her own magically granted house is dirty.

What she can't ignore is the unending hunger that haunts her even here. Was it too much to ask that her bottomless pit of a stomach didn't transfer over into this new world? Apparently.

Rather than pay for a meal in town, Velvet heads out to the woods to do her own hunting. Not as a wolf because that's a bit dangerous to do without knowing who's around hunting them at this point. She has plenty of experience hunting as a regular human so it doesn't take long for her to catch a meal, skin it and start a fire to cook it over.

Should anyone happen upon her at her campsite, they'll find Velvet cleaning the blood from her blade as she sits by the fire. To most it may appear that a whole wild pig on the spit would be more than enough to feed a single person. Truthfully, she could eat that and more without ever feeling sastifyingly full.

All the same Velvet will gesture to a fallen log on the opposite side of the fire. ]

Care for a bite?

C - When the wolves come out to play! [Closed to Rokurou & Eizen]

[ Eventually Velvet goes to seek out the two people who she knew had been here the last time she'd been in this world. Her feet remember the way to their homes (or where their homes used to be, if they'd left) - not that the wolf gets lost in the woods. The first stop is Eizen's. His house appears in the trees and a small part in her eases a bit. Hopefully the man is still actually here and the house wasn't simply left to stand after his departure. Upon getting close, Velvet steps up to the door where she lifts a hand to knock loudly. ]

I'm giving it to the count of ten before I let myself in. [ It certainly smells as though Eizen has been in the structure recently. Whether he's actually home right now is a different story. ]

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[ Visiting Rokurou's cabin is potentially more dangerous so Velvet is on-guard long before moving anywhere in his direction. Last time he'd attacked simply because there was a wolf nearby and she'd be pissed if he managed to accidentally hurt her because the damn Huntsman sensed danger. Chances are good that Rokurou will know when she enters his territory (or he comes home - whichever it may be) so Velvet doesn't bother heading to the front door. Instead she chooses to drop into one of the chairs on his porch and wait for him to come to her. Velvet doesn't even need to look to know when a familiar presence makes an appearance. ]

Hopefully you're still ridiculously stocked up on meat or I might attempt to eat you instead. [ Having had "dinner" earlier means nothing to this bottomless pit of a wolf. ]

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--Velvet?

[Eizen had been out back fishing (because of course he was), back door open so he could hear if someone knocked. He did not expect to hear someone call out for him, and especially didn't expect to hear Velvet. He reels in his line and comes around the house, staring at Velvet in shock.]

You're here?

[ Even from the opposite side of the house, Velvet can hear that his voice doesn't quite come from inside but out back. Of course he'd been fishing. His footsteps don't move through the structure so she turns her attention away from the door, gold eyes reaching the side just as he appears. ]

Back again, it seems, and you're still here. [ She moves towards him. ]

Aye. So's Rokurou.

[Eizen walks over, summoning a bottle of who knows what to hand.]

Still the wolf?

It's nice to know there are familiar faces about if the Storyteller is going to drag me back into this mess.

[ Seriously, was there no one better to pick over Velvet? She pulls off the hood to reveal the animal ears once again perched on her head. ]

Still the same wolf. If I'm remembering right, there were quite a few different versions.

At least they're consistent.

[Here, have that drink.]

Welcome back.

I'll be grateful I didn't end up stuck as a cat this time around.

[ She takes it without fuss. ]

Thanks. So anything important happen while I was away? [ Velvet will start heading to the back of the house so Eizen can continue his fishing. ]

Remember that story you vanished in the middle of? Rokurou got to be the princess.

[ ... Now that has her laughing lightly in amusement. ]

I'm really disappointed I missed out on seeing that. Though I should tell you it wasn't his first time playing the princess in a story.

You'll have to tell me about that, and tell me if he made a gown look as good as he did a furisode.

Pastel green is not his color but it went nicely with the pale pink it was paired with. Though truthfully it didn't go with his regular boots and the fit was all wrong on his frame.

[ She may not be the most girly of girls but even she knows it looked relatively bad on him. ]

At least he didn't get drunk and brutalize some Blots.

[ An amused snort and she's just going to make herself comfortable next to Eizen's fishing spot. ]

Sorry I wasn't around to help keep an eye on him. And about disappearing on you like that.

[ Even though the words are said lightly enough to not be taken seriously, there is something underlying in her tone that shows she does mean it. ]

[Which he picks up, nodding and not saying anything until he's recast his line.]

It's fine. Let's be honest with ourselves, if someone needs to babysit Rokurou we're two of the worst people for it.

[ Velvet will start taking sips of the booze he handed her earlier. Face scrunching up at the taste a bit. It's still odd being able to taste food and drink now. ]

We can hardly lecture him about his choices but we can at least watch his back should he decide to do something really stupid.

[ Considering some of the decisions they've made, they really aren't in a position to stop Rokurou from doing what he wants with his life. ]

And haul him out when he does something extremely stupid. Like cry over a broken sword in a furisode.

[ An amused snort. ]

Oh, I'm not sure we can fix that.

It was pathetic and I'm sorry you missed it.

Maybe if you paint a picture of it, it'll feel like I was there witnessing it for myself.

...hand me your journal and a pencil.

[ Without hesitation, she hands over her journal along with a pencil for him to draw with. ]

He can never know about this.

[ Or he'll rip it up. ]

Aye.

[And he's going to sketch a little comic for Velvet all about Princess Rokurou and his sword.]

[ Which she can't help but laugh over. ]

He does make a good princess in this outfit. Though the crying does ruin it.

He was drunker than I've ever seen him, which probably just made the crying worse.

This is one of the reasons I was never eager to drink.

[ Drinking can make fools of some people. ]

This is one of the reasons I love haunting human inns and bars. Drunk humans are prime comedy.

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