SHRIEKING SKULLS WILL SHOCK YOUR SOUL AND SEAL YOUR DOOM TONIGHT

[acherontiastyx]

[After 10:00 p.m., the library's... definitely a little different. The tables have lit candles on them, and there are... kind of janky cardboard cutouts set on some of the shelves. An attempt was made, at least, even if there could've been more boxes destroyed in the attempt...

But regardless. There's candles set around a place for some snacks if anyone wants to bring them, and there's also a blanket set on one of the tables. Because clearly, that's where the storyteller's supposed to sit...? Maybe you wanna do it. Maybe you just want to stand or sit or something.

Either way, let's get fucking spooky up in here.]

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[plegia]

[...............]

I don't even want to know how you got that. No, it's Gangrel.

[stepout]

[ ...you know what, you go have your date, she won't interrupt c: ]

[oyashiromama]

...Maybe I'll tell one.

[Think of a happy story, huh?]

[oyashiromama]

[Alright... Hopefully everyone's involved with their stories and won't notice- oh, what a strange thought. Won't notice her? That's something to unpack for later. She stands and will follow him, wherever he'll lead her.]

[introspects]

Are you sure...?

[ She doesn't want to hurt his feelings or make him uncomfortable. ]

Ah, that was probably my best one, hehe... The rest, well, [ They're too personal. ] I don't think I should share those.

[introspects]

Oh, oops! My mistake, Ma--Gangrel-san!

[ i don't know either ]

[stepout]

[ ...Since Watanuki's going on a date stepping out with Hanyuu, she doesn't have to feel as bad about joining in anymore.

She's still not really much of one for story-telling, so, hmm... ]

...If you're interesting enough, there's a guy who'll make a mannequin of you and keep it in his place indefinitely. Or so they say. [ another candle out!

...LOOK, THE MANNEQUIN HOBBY IS STILL KIND OF FREAKY. ]

[foundfate]

If you do, then I'll listen to it.

[She's got at least one interested audience member at least!]

[foundfate]

Well, non-scary stories are alright too. And if you don't like coffee, maybe I could make you some hot chocolate instead.

[As long as anyone except Guzma is drinking it, that's ok.]

[foundfate]

[Being at the center of attenion is suffering, isn't it?

Well he's going to lead her out of the library, and back towards the foyer-area. It's not until they reach the foyer that he speaks again, and he when he does he sounds very apologetic.]

I'm sorry, for what happened. I thought they would listen to me, if I told them to not provoke ghosts. But I guess it had the opposite effect.

[foundfate]

[Going into it with that mindset is exactly the right thing to do to not hurt Watanuki's feelings, actually.]

Yeah, there's some pretty gruesome ones. I can get not wanting to share them.

[oyashiromama]

[Wherever they're going, Hanyuu hadn't thought it would be for this reason. She appears surprised for a moment, and then raises her hands and shakes her head.]

No, no, it... It wasn't your fault, no matter how many were told, aah... I hadn't realized the feelings listening to the stories would stir up.

[introspects]

--hot chocolate!

[ Oh dear here we go again with the hot chocolate ]

I'll show you the mix that I gave to Silver-kun a few days ago! It was super hot-hot chocolate, with tabasco sauce and some salt in it!

[introspects]

[ All is well, then! ]

Y-Yeah, those...weren't really that fun... Though there are some stories that are sad, too, since ghosts can sometimes get lonely.

[foundfate]

I thought as much. You didn't look nearly as sad when we all started.

[He notices things like that.]

But you don't have to listen to them anymore, if you don't want to. There's not many places to go here, but if nothing else you can go back to your room for the night. That's what I'm going to do too, I think.

[foundfate]

...Tabasco sauce? In hot chocolate?

[To each their own, but man that does sound like it would get pretty hot.]

[foundfate]

['ghosts can sometimes get lonely.'

Watanuki looks left. Then right.

Then he scoots in a bit closer so he can talk quietly with Orihime.]

Can you see them? Ghosts, I mean.

[introspects]

Yup! Depending on how much you put in, it gets really, really hot. So hot that it feels like you can breathe chocolate fire!

[ That sounds

appealing, right ]

[introspects]

[ Blink blink--she nods a few times. He seems really secretive about this, so she lowers her voice, too. ]

Can you?

[foundfate]

[Not at all. But he'll encourage her strange tastes.]

It certainly does sound like it would be hot! I've never tried it before, I-

[Wait, what kind of hot chocolate does he even really like?

...actually he can't really think of one he likes in particular or not, so.]

-could try it, if you made it. Then I'll make mine, so you can try that.

[foundfate]

[He holds up a finger to his lips, to try to keep her quiet. Then he gives a little nod before speaking quietly again.]

We can talk about it later though.

[Since. Now's not the best time for that.]

[oyashiromama]

That may be for the best. Let them...have their fun, without interfering.

[She thinks for a moment.]

Though, sleep after all of this doesn't sound like a very good idea, just yet, with everything swimming around in my head.

[neverheardofhim]

[Well he wasn't going to tell stories, but now there's a game afoot. Maybe he's also a little curious about the effects, too.]

Where I come from, magic is about as common as red hair. You can do a lot of good with it -- heal sickness, keep orphans warm with a fire, keep the ale cold, even close breaches between our world and the world of spirits.

Thing is, mages are also dangerous. With a little bit of blood, from them or a victim, they can do a lot of damage. Worse still? They attract demons, and together they can become abominations -- code for grotesque, shambling monsters.

We tend to keep mages under lock and key, for our protection and theirs. [His face twisted a little at that.] But the north, in a place we call Tevinter, that stuff runs wild.

Long time ago, Tevinter conquered a lot of people. And in their conquering, they built a city named Kirkwall. Sure, it seemed normal on the surface, but the whole place just reeked of bad energy. Worse still, the whole place was designed to be a city wide blood magic ritual, with channels and streets modeled in the shape of important runes.

A lot of slaves went into that city while Tevinter was in control. Very few made it out.

[With that, he'll blow out a candle and go back to being quiet.]

[bloodbiter]

It's nothing, truly.

[Come, sit with her and listen to people talk about horrible things.]

Do you think you'll enjoy this sort of thing?

[bloodbiter]

...What a strange person.

[understatement?? of the year??]

He truly enjoyed cleaning that much?