Friendly Conversations

[Faiyloe]

Oh and here are some sprinkles and chocolate sauce and Oreo cookies to crumble on top if you want.   Yum

[Rusvul]

*Psst* Blue, want some help with that poppet? Here, you've almost got that taglock right- But it needs to be centered, like this.

[The Skarzs]

Noooo! The ice cream goodness!!
I can't have ice cream with Faiy! That would make things weirder!

[Faiyloe]

What? it is not like we are sharing from the same bowl. Now that would be weird and gross.

[BlueRose]

*shoos Rus away*

I can make a poppet well enough on my own, thank you very much. A shadowpriest ought to be able to make them without failures.

*finishes the doll, and ignites a small Inferno of Hell in midair, tossing the doll into it*

[Rusvul]

Oi! I've got a lot of experience with poppets- If you don't want my help, sure, fine, but... Wait a moment. Who was that poppet of, exactly?

[Faiyloe]

Glances over at Blue perplexed for a moment   Then goes back to the ice cream.  

[BlueRose]

*grins at Rus*

I have no clue.

*fuming, a young girl, around the age of 8, rushes in*

Onee-chama! That hurts!

*dropping the doll and extinguishing the flames, Rose begins to run*

THOOOOOWWWWYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Rusvul]

*Picks up poppet* Hmm, this is actually a pretty good doll. If I just remove the taglock... *Works for about thirty seconds* Alright then. *Gives poppet to girl* Okay! You're safe so long as that's in your hand. No more being affected by negative sympathetic magic for you! Now just to make myself one... Hey, Faiy, can I borrow some fabric? Canvas is preferable. I'll need a needle as well... Some thread, and Spanish moss if you have it...

[The Skarzs]

Nooo!!
*Splats face in ice cream, as sounds of munching are heard from without*
Ice cream
Ha! Now you won't dare have me even remotely near you, let alone pinch my cheek!

[Faiyloe]

That was stupid of you. Now you have Ice cream all over your face. (I feel tempted to kiss you.) 

[BlueRose]

*the girl ignores Rus, having already started chasing Rose, tossing Hell's Fireballs at her in rapid succession*

You stupid student! Don't just randomly use hair from any old thing!

*Rose continues running, tears streaming down her face in fright*

I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE!!!!!!!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

[Rusvul]

Allllriiiight... Welp. I've not seen an eight year old throw Hell's Fireballs before... Hmm. Well, I've seen stranger things. Could always be a master or a deity in disguise...

[BlueRose]

SHE'S TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*the girl begins summoning bone prisons and haunted minions while still throwing Hell's Fireballs*

You insolent child! How dare you reveal my true age!

[The Skarzs]

No, Faiy! Please no!