Federoff
The legend of Groose
Location: Japanese shop -> Outside -> Mansion
Mood: Calm and curious
Interaction: Haeekor watching group at mansion
Today seemed to be a, relatively, quiet day as not many people were coming to the shop, and since she was well enough to get by with this type of slow day, it allowed Zinnie to relax. At the register that cut off the shop from the rest of her home, sat a petite girl in a kimono, painting away; one of her all time favorite things to do. With each brushstroke she came closer and closer to finishing the painting, each had to be perfect though as one wrong move and the painting could be ruined; despite how relaxing she found it, it was a challenge to a degree.
As she went to dip her brush into her ink bottle, she felt nothing; the girl had used all her ink up and so had to leave the shop to go by more. It wasn't like that was much of a problem though, it would just mean she would have to be extra careful today if she went anywhere else. Zinnie got up and took her blue umbrella from the stand before going outside and completely locking down the place, no window or door would be open or unlocked; she had a hard time trusting some of the people in this town sadly.
Zinnie opened her umbrella before starting to walk towards a shop that had ink in supply, light clicking sounds following as her geta hit the ground, her face being a neutral expression at the moment. After taking her time, passing by each store, she came across the merchant that sold her the ink she needed; and bought 5 bottles of ink, it should last her a good while. On her journey back, she noticed something...something wasn't right...the spirits were restless. What could make them act so? Perhaps someone was disturbing the graveyard? Not likely she told herself, no one would be that stupid, or, so she hoped. Maybe the mansion? She had seen and heard of many spirits that lived their, that's one of the reasons why some people considered it to be haunted.
Zinnie's curious nature began to take over, she wanted to know what would cause the spirits to become so restless...she needed to know. And with that she casually turned her head to her left, and began to speak to the air, or so it seemed. "May you find out what happened for me?" she asked politely. To a normal person it would seem she was just talking to herself, but in reality, Zinnie wasn't. She was speaking to Haeekor, a spirit of the long lost Qi. He nodded his head respectfully before quickly making his way over to the source of all the activity, invisible as for what he was; a ghost. Zinnie began to slowly walk over to the place, taking her time as she passed by the Egyptian fragrance shop, Anubis. The girl wanted to go there for days now to check it out, but just didn't have the time to do so; and it was just her luck as it seemed empty.
Arriving there a few minutes later, Haeekor began to a group of people watched silently from the shadows, making sure to not be visible to any mere person. His green eyes gazed with both curiosity, and caution; following them wherever they went.
Mood: Calm and curious
Interaction: Haeekor watching group at mansion
Today seemed to be a, relatively, quiet day as not many people were coming to the shop, and since she was well enough to get by with this type of slow day, it allowed Zinnie to relax. At the register that cut off the shop from the rest of her home, sat a petite girl in a kimono, painting away; one of her all time favorite things to do. With each brushstroke she came closer and closer to finishing the painting, each had to be perfect though as one wrong move and the painting could be ruined; despite how relaxing she found it, it was a challenge to a degree.
As she went to dip her brush into her ink bottle, she felt nothing; the girl had used all her ink up and so had to leave the shop to go by more. It wasn't like that was much of a problem though, it would just mean she would have to be extra careful today if she went anywhere else. Zinnie got up and took her blue umbrella from the stand before going outside and completely locking down the place, no window or door would be open or unlocked; she had a hard time trusting some of the people in this town sadly.
Zinnie opened her umbrella before starting to walk towards a shop that had ink in supply, light clicking sounds following as her geta hit the ground, her face being a neutral expression at the moment. After taking her time, passing by each store, she came across the merchant that sold her the ink she needed; and bought 5 bottles of ink, it should last her a good while. On her journey back, she noticed something...something wasn't right...the spirits were restless. What could make them act so? Perhaps someone was disturbing the graveyard? Not likely she told herself, no one would be that stupid, or, so she hoped. Maybe the mansion? She had seen and heard of many spirits that lived their, that's one of the reasons why some people considered it to be haunted.
Zinnie's curious nature began to take over, she wanted to know what would cause the spirits to become so restless...she needed to know. And with that she casually turned her head to her left, and began to speak to the air, or so it seemed. "May you find out what happened for me?" she asked politely. To a normal person it would seem she was just talking to herself, but in reality, Zinnie wasn't. She was speaking to Haeekor, a spirit of the long lost Qi. He nodded his head respectfully before quickly making his way over to the source of all the activity, invisible as for what he was; a ghost. Zinnie began to slowly walk over to the place, taking her time as she passed by the Egyptian fragrance shop, Anubis. The girl wanted to go there for days now to check it out, but just didn't have the time to do so; and it was just her luck as it seemed empty.
Arriving there a few minutes later, Haeekor began to a group of people watched silently from the shadows, making sure to not be visible to any mere person. His green eyes gazed with both curiosity, and caution; following them wherever they went.