forum You're... Not Scared? (o/o)

Started October 23, 2019 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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Interesting… She hummed before leaving down and transforming into her human form. She darts into the shadows, her head tilted curiously.

Cherry started off by cleaning off the tables in the kitchen, not even looking at the state of the fridge. She couldn't cook anyway, so the only thing that would be going in that fridge was probably her chemicals.

Ambrosia tilted her head before smiling a little. She had to admit, she hadn't seen such a determined spirit in a while. She slinks to the upstairs rooms, cleaning them into perfection in a matter of seconds. She hummed in satisfaction before slinking back to where the other female was. "Curious creature aren't you…" she murmured to herself. "An introduction in in order… But perhaps later… I should go and rest…" She looked at the female before shrinking away and hurrying to her room in the attic.

Once the downstairs rooms were cleaned to her satisfaction, Cherry headed upstairs, raising an eyebrow at the already cleaned rooms. "Stranger and stranger it does get." She muttered, looking around with a frown. "Oh well, I want to check out the attic. Maybe theres some old shit left over from the old owners."

Ambrosia shut the door to the attic, humming to herself. The attic was fairly large, Her coffin lying on the other side of the attic, farthest from the door. The rest of the room was neat and clean, curtains lying over the windows, a desk, canvas's filled with beautiful art, paintings hung on every inch of the wall, a large carpet spanning over the floor, a record player on top of a small desk that held records, a crystal chandelier hung in the center. She crawled into her coffin and fell into the death bed. She sighed and shut her eyes, the coffin lid shutting on top of her.

Cherry made her way through the rest of the house, just checking up on it. There weren't any rats, which was surprising to her considering how old the house was. She headed up to the attic, climbing up the latter clunkily. Cherry opened up the door and looked around, giving a small gasp at the things inside of it.

Ambrosia sighed as she fell asleep, before she starts awake, hearing someone enter the attic. Damn… She shifted into a bat and flew to the ceiling. I was hoping for a nap but oh well. "Hello." She chirps, "What brings you here?" She flutters along the ceiling.

Cherry blinked for a few moments than shrugged. "Well either I inhaled too many combinations of cleaning supplies or I need my meds upped. Now what do we have here?" She muttered, looking around.

She chuckled quietly. "Medicine? Or cleaning supplies. I don't think I'm either of those. Well. I can be rather…addicting." She purrs, fluttering down onto her coffin and becoming human again. She crossed her legs and leans back. "So. Still think I'm a hallucination?"

"Yup," Cherry replied, paying no attention to the woman, no matter how stunning her appearance was and how mellifluous her voice sounded. She squatted down at an intricately carved chest, tracing a few runes with her fingers. "Interesting… Norse runes mayhaps."

She sighed. "Humans." She stood and walked over to the chest and inspected it before looking at the other female. "Yes. Those are runes. And yes. They are norse." She hums as she picks the box up. "It holds my art supplies." She mutters, tracing the runes with her thumb.

Cherry just hummed at the woman, nodding. "Called it." She muttered and moved to the chandelier, inspecting it from the floor then going downstairs. Cherry reappeared a few minutes later with a stepstool, setting it up underneath the chandelier and climbing up to inspect it more.

At this point she was becoming agitated. Sure, this human can have the house, she can have the yards. But this was Ambrosias home. "Look. I need you to leave my stuff alone. I have a system for everything. And this is messing with my system."

"I'll leave it alone once I study it for a bit. I won't sell anything, yada yada. I'm a scientist, this is what I do." Cherry spoke to the other. She was starting to think this wasn't a hallucination anymore, but like hell if she was going to show that.

She gazed at the other. "Just… Don't touch anything." She groaned before walking to an empty canvas and settling down on a chair, tying her hair back and placing a apron on. She began painting, humming quietly to herself.

Cherry shrugged, she could do that. She'd come back later with her notepads to write things down, but this was just the first look. "How long have you been collecting these things, Stunning Hallucination?"

"Depends on which things you're talking about… Some of these things archaeologists would kill to have, since they're thousands upon thousands of years old." She replies, not taking her eyes off the canvas as she worked. "And thank you for the compliment, even if I'm not a hallucination."

"Nice. Well, I won't sell them nor touch them. I respect people's property, most of the time." She hummed, standing up from where she was squatted on the floor from looking at things. "Alrighty, thanks for letting me look sweetcheeks."

"Thank you. That would be highly appriciated." She replies placing another color on the canvas. She looked up when the other stood. "It's no problem darling~" She purrs in reply before carefully setting the brush down and standing before walking to her window to look out at the sunset before returning to her canvas.

Cherry nodded and winked at the woman before heading out the door, the stool under her arm. She headed back down to the kitchen, where she set the stool down behind the counter and started to make some dinner. "Hm, I should probably bring some food up to the woman in the attic. Should've gotten her name."

Ambrosia hums quietly to herself as she works, looking rather relaxed. I should probably go hunting soon… She sighed. She hadn't eaten in a while. She runs a hand through her hair before looking around. Probably should eat before she comes back…