The Mallies are coming! The Mallies are coming!

[malnosso]

Who: takesthemblonde and hatesherjob
What: The Malnosso arrive!
When: Today (this morning, pre-festival)
Where: The central plaza
Rating: Bil hopes it stays PG!


[As the village expected, Sir Catherine arrives in Luceti in the central plaza, having traveled there from the east. Along with him is a young girl dressed in this dress. She has been in Luceti before, a strange girl that last year some Lucetians found amongst a group of dead ex-Malnosso cultists that left only her behind during the Halloween ball. She is now Sir Catherine's personal assistant and apprentice (and quite cute to boot, despite her bland brunette hair!)

As for Sir Catherine, he is dressed in this manner, simply because he felt he might fit more in like this and because it gives him a certain distinction befitting of The Great One's envoy and leader of the Malnosso. Six figures, all dressed in robes that hide their faces, are also in his presence. Although not obvious, these are actually Malnosso droids in disguise. They are merely here to act as bodyguards, just in case. They will not speak if spoken to and remain stone faced.

Sir Catherine will be walking about inspecting the booths and games and later poke about the church, followed by his attendants. Sometimes he'll deliver his comments to Molly, who will jot them down on a clipboard. They'll talk to anyone who approaches them (though it may be Catherine OR Molly, unless you specify in your comment which one you want) to converse with them, though they can't stay and talk forever! There's much to do, after all.

((mod note: If your character met Molly in the Halloween Log, then they can remember her in the situation mentioned above.

Also, either Catherine or Molly will tag your character, unless you specify one you want. For our own sanity, we won't do double tag you with both. Sorry!))

Comments

[hatesherjob.livejournal.com]

[ It is the most rewarding job an enterprising girl who wants to keep her life and not end up tortured, dead, or worse could ever possibly wish for!

So anyway, still strolling along. The droids return to simply monitoring their close surroundings, but Molly remains suspicious. Eventually she stops, pulling one of the droids aside.

A few moments later, that droid is heading back.... LOOKING FOR YOU, TSUBAKI! What will you do? ]

[cry-camellia.livejournal.com]

[PANIC.

...No, really. That's all she's got. Maybe if she stays perfectly still, right where she is, it won't find her. After all, The Great One himself is obviously looking out for her. She was ill and bedridden until his festival started!]

[hatesherjob.livejournal.com]

[ Duuuun dun. Duuuuuuuun dun. Dun dun dun dun dun dun--

Yeah, it's coming for you. And it's getting closer. And now Molly is following after it out of curiosity. ]

[cry-camellia.livejournal.com]

[oh god with dat axe??

Panicpanicpanicpanic--no, Tsubaki! No! Have courage. Have faith.

She takes a deep breath and steps out from her hiding spot.]

I-I...

[hatesherjob.livejournal.com]

[ man if she really had dat axe she'd be outta here YESTERDAY. ... so no, not with dat axe.

The droid stops, then starts to move forward again, until a motion from Molly cuts it off. She is looking at Tsubaki like the girl has three heads. ]

... wh-wh-what are you d-d-d-doing?

[cry-camellia.livejournal.com]

[It's not that far from the truth. Her hat has a freaking eye on it.]

I was just...! I was... [gulp] M-My apologies for the disruption! I was only hoping for an a-a-autograph!

1/4

[hatesherjob.livejournal.com]

[hatesherjob.livejournal.com]

[hatesherjob.livejournal.com]

[hatesherjob.livejournal.com]

[ ... ]

F-F-F-From ... Sir C-Catherine?

[cry-camellia.livejournal.com]

Th-That's right! Envoy to The Great One... [She starts talking very quickly before trailing off.] I have all sorts of souvenirs and memorabilia and of course I know all the stories off by heart, but to have an actual autograph...

1/2

[hatesherjob.livejournal.com]

[ You're going to regret feeling this way in a week.

She knows it. And she hates herself for it. ]

[hatesherjob.livejournal.com]

[ She gestures over at her blue-skinned boss, trying to hide her anger, dismay, and scorn. To her credit, she does this rather successfully. ]

G-Go ask him. H-H-H-He'd be happy t-t-to give you one.

[cry-camellia.livejournal.com]

Do... you really think so? [She looks over hopefully.] I just can't help being excited, but I don't want to come off as a pest.

[hatesherjob.livejournal.com]

Just go. P-P-P-P-Please just g-g-g-go. [ A pause. Then she tries to soften her tone, encourage instead of banish. ] H-H-H-He really will b-b-be fine with it, I p-p-p-promise.

[ Go on. Go talk to him. Leave me alone. I can't stand hearing this. ]

[cry-camellia.livejournal.com]

[She nods with new-found resolve.] All right. I'll do it. Thank you -- really.

[And she's off to annoy Sir Catherine~]

[takesthemblonde.livejournal.com]

[Well he's still trotting along, seemingly blissfully unaware of her existence. He does come to a stop to look at a building. He gives it a tap with his cane. Well now, this one seems to have a faulty Shift. No doubt it doesn't repair as quickly as the others. He'll have to see to that.]

[cry-camellia.livejournal.com]

[Suddenly beside him.]

S-Sir Catherine!

[takesthemblonde.livejournal.com]

[He's quite startled and jumps in surprise. Where did she come from!?]

Goodness me! You gave me quite the start, my dear!

[cry-camellia.livejournal.com]

[uh-oh. bad start.]

Ah-- My apologies, Sir! My most profuse apologies! I should have been more thoughtful...

[takesthemblonde.livejournal.com]

Ho ho, no worries, my dear! I seem to be all in one piece and my heart seems to be in working order. How may I help you?

[cry-camellia.livejournal.com]

[Relief, precious relief. Okay, here goes her very best attempt ever to act dignified in the presence of one of her heroes. It's going to take a lot of effort. Is she a bad enough dude not to screw it up??]

I wanted to welcome you to the village and perhaps... trouble you for an autograph?

[Aw yeah.]

[takesthemblonde.livejournal.com]

Oh my, an autograph!

[He stares blankly for a moment.... and then a nod.]

Why of course! I don't suppose you have a pen about?

[cry-camellia.livejournal.com]

[Without missing a beat she whips a rather fancy-looking fountain pen and an autograph book out of seemingly nowhere.

They have never been used.]

I do, actually.

[takesthemblonde.livejournal.com]

Oh, splendid! Now then... shall I write this out to Tsubaki Yayoi, then?

[He's already getting the book out and preparing to write his name inside.]