Fantasy The Bad Guys (Old)

[Phil]

Maxine looked at the girl and nods "yes"

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Nellie: If you have psychological pains I may suggest a talk in private with a trustworthy expert. I am Nellie. I offer my hand between the two.
Ethan: I didn't shake her hand. And what, you think you're the expert?
Beeswax: I wouldn't brag.

 

[Phil]

Maxine nods "that is probably a good idea." She shakes her hand. She looks back at Ethan. "she is More of an expert than you right now"

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Ethan: She looks like a freshman
Nellie: I am not like other freshmen.
Ethan: Yeah, you are pretty weird.
Nellie: I scowled. I am perfectly ordinary!

 

[Phil]

Maxine sighs "who cares if she is a freshman, she is helping me. I could use some help right now. I am kind of freaking out."

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Ethan: Whatever.
Nellie: Now, would you like to go somewhere more private?

 

[Phil]

Maxine nods "if you think that will help"

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Beeswax: Confidentiality is the name of the game.

 

[Dire Wolf Devil]

Dei-Loki drew in a deep breath while adjusting his hood, soon releasing it in a huff while moving his hands to the arm straps for his bag. 'Stuck here, might as well get what I need dealt with.' He'd mentally inform himself. The short male, standing about 4'10 - very. embarrassing. - allowed his emerald gaze to lock onto the ceiling. This granted his mind the ability to wander. The only downside; he hadn't been watching where he'd been going.

 

[Phil]

Maxine shrugs "did you have a place in mind?"

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Nellie: Well, I don't know this place well. Is there anywhere you can think of?
Sam: When I finally got through the overly long dinner line, the smell of blood was all but drowned out by the smell of marinara sauce and garlic bread. I took a tray, and newest to me a Styrofoam cup of B negative.
Scratchwick: I hung around the student lounge where barely anybody was when I came across a new student who smelled more animalistic than the others. That I could identify with. Hello! I am Scratchwick, one of the teachers here.

 

[Phil]

Maxine thinks for a minute "well, the library is usually empty. and i would expect it to be especially empty seeing as classes haven't even started"

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Beeswax: A terrible decision, I enthused. Let us make haste.

 

[Dire Wolf Devil]

Dei-Loki had ceased his movement, turning his attention towards Scratchwick with a raised brow. He hadn't really expected to attract any sort of attention. Nevertheless, he allowed his Irish-accented voice to return the greeting. "Pleasure. I'm Dei-Loki."

 

[Phil]

Maxine does not understand what she is talking about "why is that a terrible a decision?" She starts walking toward the library leading the girl

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Nellie: I looked at her in confusion. Perhaps it was because she is of the Middle World, but I was sure my semantics were correct. Because it is befitting.
Scratchwick: Have you had dinner, lad? The Spaghetti is amazing.

 

[Phil]

Maxine finds this very contradicting "you baffle me" She opens the door to the library and lets the girl in first

 

[Dire Wolf Devil]

Dei-Loki shook his head, rubbing the back of his hood as he'd give a sheepish smile. "Not yet. Haven't really eaten anything since I got here."

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Scratchwick: I pricked my ears up in pride. Well I certainly suggest the spaghetti. The meatballs are exotic, to say the least. Based on one of my own recipes.
Nellie: I pass through the door. Does this library have any private rooms?

 

[Phil]

Maxine gestures to one side of the room "over there"

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Beeswax: I go where she points.

 

[Dire Wolf Devil]

"I was wondering why you were priding over the spaghetti." Dei-Loki snickered, one of his ears flicking under his hood the moment he lowered his hand. "Alright, I'll give the spaghetti a try."

 

[Phil]

Maxine follows the girl wondering what she had planned

 

[StrixDesmodus]

Scratchwick: Best get it while they're serving. You can put your bags in your room for safekeeping.
Nellie: I enter the room through the open door, pulling out a chair from the table and sitting in it. What ails you?

 

[Phil]

Maxine sits down across from her "I keep forgetting things, My memories don't seem to completely make sense and keep changing. I also started getting a headache"