Description: Raoghnailt is wandering the streets in this vintage Raoghnailt moment, when she encounters the poor and homeless Naerose. Being a kind soul, she helps Naerose as any stranger would, breaking and entering and pillaging a bakery of its goods.
Wow, she was SO mad! It was like, all out of the blue she's all on top of me and all, trying to take stuff and making me do things. At least that is how Naerose totally saw it. Now the crazy mean lady is gone and Nae is all on her own trying to figure out the best to snag another snack. "So hungry.." She whines a bit and then pulls out of her hat a stale biscuit. She can't believe they didn't think to search the thing after she claimed to have returned all the biscuits she was given. And taht's another thing. She didn't steal anything, she was given biscuits. Then chased out of the soup kitchen. . for well.. taking too many.
"Mm biscuits.." The witch says while trying really hard to gnaw on one.
"Oh what a wonderful day!"
The tall, scottish lass with the flowing red hair almost skips along the sidewalk. She was enjoying her freedom more and more! Sure, she snuck away again. She was becoming a master at this. Sneaking away from her superiors always paid off. This time, she was going to make it pay out on the company card. G-Project was going to bring about the brave new world, yes. And Raoghnailt knew the best way of doing so... Was buying clothing!
And those third-world laborers could get loads of extra wages from what Luna was going to buy!
Cane sweeping side to side, the blind woman scurries along. There were a few auras nearby, and Raoghnailt assumed she was in the nice part of town. Of course she was! As she passes near a particularly bright aura... she hears the sad, desperate voice. And a strong, unwashed smell. She stops, a concerned look coming over her face. Putting a hand to her mouth, her forehead wrinkles in concern.
"Excuse me, did you say biscuit?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, I got this totally free biscuit and I'm going to eat it. . " That is as soon as she manages to soften it up a bit. Gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw gnaw. . Eventually she decides that this isn't getting her very far though and she sets it in her lap. "Oh hey, you have a broom too, wow need, I didn't know.. that..isn't a broom." She scratches her jaw, putting two and two together and realizes, "Hey wait, you're like totally blind arn't you? That's terrible! I even have a pair of round shades, yo know solidarity, only I can totally see." She's kind of feeling awkward now.
Naerose puts the stale biscuit back into her mouth. Maybe if she sucks on this for a while the blind woman will forget about everything she just said.
Raoghnailt tightens her mouth in concern. What was this poor girl? Why did she have a biscuit? Was she... poor? "A free biscuit? You poor creature! You must be straving to stoop to such low!" And then, the reference to her 'broom.' Or rather, her cane. "My word! You are so confused too!"
The woman releases the cane, letting it dangle from the wrist strap. "No, no, do not worry you poor, desperate thing! It is not as terrible as the hardships you must be going through." Raoghnailt felt very sad for this poor child. It was her duty as part of G-Project to help the weak to better the world. Or was that dominate? Or exterminate! As she tried to remember, the scottish lass leans down, crouching down as she sweeps her arms around to embrace the poor, insane aura. She couldn't 'see' Naerose, per say, but could sense, at least, her aura. Ready to squeeze tight, she tried to hug this poor puppy of a person, cooing sadly.
"Do not worry! Raoghnailt will help a poor soul like your own!"
Huh?! GAH! What's going on here? "Hey wait, I woah, hi!" Naerose stammers and is pretty sure this has never -never- happened to her before. She's not even sure if she's ever been hugged. She tries to remember and then she's just going to resort to, "Hey, okay, don't choke me or anything, look I ah, don't know if you have me mistaken for someone else, but I'm pretty sure you are, so it's okay, and yeah I'm poor and stuff, but I mean, I'd love a free biscuit. . " She is talking really fast trying to make this situation into something that somehow makes sense, so far it hasn't been making any at all.
"You might - Wait, you're going to help me?" Suddenly this situation doesn't sound so terrible, "How, ahh, do you think you could help me?" Naerose asks curiously.
Raoghnailt clutches Naerose tightly. How she FELT for the poor and destitute at the moment. Pressing Naerose head against her chest, the prodigy of G-Project cradles the girl. "You are poor! And stuff! And you deserve so much more than a free biscuit! You should have a feast! With goose and gravy! And things such as that! And cranberry sauce! Or I could put you out of your misery! Or you can serve me forever! Oh, the possibilities are endless!"
Raoghnailt shakes Naerose in excitement. She truly was an angel of blessing, to help the weak and the destitute!
"Huh, wait , f- Yeah! I could have a feast, this is great, lets go with" ~Or I could put you out of your misery~ . "Wait, hoooold on, now that's going a little too far, don't you think, I mean this er, bit about misery, cause I'm not in misery.." Now Nae is starting to look a little paniced. She starts reaching for her broom,
"Man, I havn't used this thing like this in ages, I mean, I literally can't remember the last time. . " She's talking to herself outloud while literally contemplating the best way to get away.
"The feast sounded so good too!." She complains while preparing herself for what she must do. If only she could get let go of first. . After all this person is blind, Nae just has to get away quietly! "Umm , right so we'll be best of friends of course." She smiles, smiles big as if the lie is helped by smiling to a blind person.
Raoghnailt smiles a wide, toothy smile, nuzzling her head against Naerose. "Of course you are in misery! Being forced to see a meager biscuit as a delicious meal? But is it the right thing to do to make you free of this mortal coil, or to feed you? If you give a starving woman a sausage, she will be fed for a day, but if you throw her in a meat grinder, she will be fed for the rest of her life! Are you pretty? Pretty people are wonderful people! Don't you think I am pretty? Oh!"
Raoghnailt loosens her grip on the homeless girl, furrowing her brow as she leans back. Her blindfold slips a bit, and for just a moment, she releases Naerose. Adjusting her blindfold, she continues to talk. "My poor, erm, what is your name again?" She begins, fixing her blindfold into place, facing away from Naerose.
Oh look, an opening.
Desperate times call for desperate measures. She just needs to confuse, for a moment right. She quickly replies, "Ah, Naerose" and then. Hell. She hops on her broom stick. "Okay Nae, remember, you are a witch. You've done this loads of time." With one hand on her broom, seated side saddle and with a sudden gust, she guides the room to send her just a short distance away. Brilliant right? No footsteps of the witch running away, she literally didn't touch the ground for a good ten yards. Just one problem? When her short zip through the air ends she has to touch the ground and then she makes the sound that well. . I suppose unmistakably is the sound of a woman landing who just took a short trip on a broom stick might not make sense.
Wincing with the realization that she totally should of went farther, or something, maybe up onto a lamp post, Naerose tries to stand pefectly still and like, not give herself away anymore than she probably already did.
"Oh! Naerose! Well, then, Naerose, I don't know where to begin with helping y-"
Raoghnailt suddenly perks to attention as Naerose bursts away. She doesn't face towards the witch, but she visibly reacts to her 'flight.' Alert like a wolf on the hunt, Naerose holds there for a moment, not even reacting to Naerose touching down. There is a long, pregnant silence, Raoghnailt holding still and silent, and Naerose doing the same.
Finally, the scottish girl speaks.
"Wow." Raoghnailt turns around, gripping her cane from the strap. Facing towards Naerose, she is smiling broadly. "You are powerful! And you can move so fast, with the wind! How is it someone with that much hidden strength could be so poor! I know what I should do now! I should rescue you, and bring you to my family! Then you can be made into my sister! Eeeee!" Raoghnailt brings her fists close to her chest, and shakes them excitely. Squealing in joy, she begins to approach Naerose. "We can go shopping together! And you can dress me up! And we can give you a bath! And then we can exchange tricks! Oh, wow! We are going to be the best of friends!"
"Forever!"
Raoghnailt is almost skipping again, closing in on Naerose. One hand was controlling the cane, sweeping the ground. The other? Reaching out towards Naerose. Reaching out to hold her hand, to take her on a journey to G-Project. So she can be reborn, like Raoghnailt. After all.
It wasn't kidnapping when you volunteer.
Now things had gotten way out of hand. She knew she should of gone just a little farther, "I don't know what you're planning!" Naerose begins, looking a little paniced, no make that a lot panicked. "But I'm so totally not going to be dinner, I mean, I like dinner, but I don't like being dinner, so if you meant the feast, you should of brought it here, then I would of been like, thanks! but now I'm kind of no thanks." She holds her broom to the side which is actually a ready stance and holds her palm out toward the sort of blind one, "Seriously, I havn't had to be this not lazy for a while, you know? I mean even shipping myself in a package was easier than this, and that was really uncomfortable. " Yeah, sitting in one place for hours.
"I'm holding a banana and I'm not afraid to use it!" she finally states. Apparently thats a threat.
Out of hand? Well, Naerose WAS out of Raoghnailt's hand. Unaware of how panicked Naerose looked, the lass continues to close in. "I am planning on being your friend! What's wrong? Don't you want to be my friend! And why would I eat you? I don't eat girls!" Raoghnailt giggles at her AWFUL joke. "I am so bad! And it isn't bad being a sister! You get to wear crocs all day! Just like me! And you spend most of your time practicing! It's like school! Except with amazing magical powers! Don't you want to have amazing magical powers! Super strong magical powers! And how did you end up in a box?"
But then, the banana is threatened.
"Oh my goodness! How did you have a banana? Why didn't you eat the banana before the biscuit? Do you like bananas and biscuits? I like banana daiquiris! Lets go drinking before I bring you to my superiors! Are there any nice clubs nearby?" Raoghnailt tilts her head, nodding eagerly as she closes to striking distance of Naerose.
"This is going to be so much fun!"
After a moment. . Naerose totally gives up, shoulders slouched she admits, "Okay, its true, I don't have a banana, I wish I did, it sounds delicious, it really does, but I don't. All I have is a broom. " She fixes her shades with her free hand, "Okay, you win, but under the condition that you have to pay for -everything-." Naerose means it too. That is one way she can get behind working with someone, whatever this means.
"So.. whats the first step? You want to get banana smoothies?"
Raoghnailt purses her lips. "Why did you trick me then! I am beginning to think you are frightened of me! You poor, dear woman! It is a good thing I found you!" Raoghnailt smiles again, tossing her hand in the air. "But no matter! Of course I will pay for everything! I have a credit card! You can pick out the places! With your eyes, and my good, sweet heart, we can have anything we want! The world is our oyster! But don't go too crazy! Or I might get in trouble! So our first destination is..."
Raoghnailt giggles.
"Smoothies!"
"Alright, " Naerose is starting to get into this a little bit. You know maybe this person isn't so crazy afterall. She decides to lead the way, placing her broom on her shoulder and walking down the street and, "Hey, you know what?"
Pause.
"I'm totally lost, like I don't know this town at all. I have no idea where to get smoothies and don't you think it's the wrong season anyway?" She frowns, "I'd say ot chocolate, but I don't know where to get that either!" She throws up her hands, "Man, do I have egg on my face."
Raoghnailt continues to smile, nods. "After you! This is going to be so much fn! I hope you are fun! I like fun people!" But then, the homeless girl confesses her sense of direction. The girl shakes her head, and reaches a hand towards Naerose's shoulder.
Which is to say, the back of her head first, then her hat, then groping around for where the shoulder is.
That calm smile on her face, the scottish girl sing-songs softly. "Then lets have an adventure! Lets wander the streets for places to buy things! That's how I do every anyways! And who knows! Maybe there will be bad people we can purify! Yeah! Or some of those really bad guys! Do you like bad people?" Raoghnailt looks very, very stern all of a sudden.
"Purifiy..?" Naerose asks, she was really confused, what did that even mean? She had no idea. "Umm, right," she says, so we'll look for some sort of food, right? She does lead the way, places to get food are usually everywhere on the street right. So she just sort of starts walking down the street and pointing out the shops, "Oh look, that is a comic store, there is a shoe store, there is a bookstore.. Oh lets see, oh there is a cupcake store, that sounds neat, I guess they sell cupcakes?" She looks curiously around, "Lets go there." She leads the way to the cupcake place, only to find it closed, "Hey! Customers, oh closed." She frowns.
Purify meant a lot of things for Raoghnailt. Sometimes it meant talking to someone about how they felt, and encourage them to become nice again. Sometimes it meant turning an enemy of G-Project into a heap of ash. Raoghnailt herself liked Naerose. So she hoped it wouldn't have to end with her a pile of ash. "Your hat felt funny! Is it pointy? And I don't like comics. Do I look like a kid? Or one of those nerds! Ahahahah! Geeks. And OH! Shoes! We will go there after we eat. And I want cupcakes! There is our food!" The girl hustles after Naerose, grinning, and she is still grinning despite the terrible news. "Closed?"
The grin turns very curious.
"Naerose, my new friend! Is there anyone looking? I want to have cupcakes. So I will take my cupcakes. Make sure no one is looking." Raoghnailt places a hand on the window. A pale, bluish-white light comes over her hand. "Is it clear? I hope it is clear. Or I will make it clear!" The curious smile begins to grow more twisted.
"Well, I don't think anyone is around, but I hope I mean, I didn't really look. " She reaches up and touches her hat, "Oh yes it is pointy, you see it's a witches hat, because . . I'm a witch." The word was held for dramatic effect, cause Naerose is like totally a witch. "I have my witches hat, my broom and I even have the most important pair of circular shades. See? " No she doesn't, "I mean figuratively, right? Whatever that means, hey what are you doooing?"
The light begins to pour out from Raoghnailt hand. Running a finger along the glass, she begins to run a long line across the upper part of the glass. Running it along slowly, a deep cut in the glass is left in the wake as chi burns from Raoghnailt's hand. She continues, cutting out a large, somewhat mishappened rectangle in the glass. Looking intensely focused, she continues to have the terrible grin. Soon, she finishes, as the glass rectangle falls back with a shatter.
Not even looking at her partner in crime, she giggles. "Okay, now we take the cupcakes! Could you help me in?"
Does a blind girl look at you? No! But still they're in, but Naerose has to ask, "If they're closed, will there even be any cupcakes to eat?" Well no point in second guessing now, they're in so they might as well go in. "Okay.." She offers a hand to try and guide the other person in, well they are breaking in, but it wasn't Nae's idea, that makes it okay, right? Right? Sometimes it is better not to think about these things.
Raoghnailt doesn't think about these things either!
Holding Naerose's hand, she enters the store. "Thank you Naerose! And we don't know if there are! Can you try and find the cupcakes! If there isn't, then we can go on to shoe shopping!" She sweeps the cane before her. She didn't even consider an alarm. All she knew is that there was probably cupcakes.
And Naerose would be the one getting them.
This is the sort of plan Naerose can get behind and just not think about the morality of it. "Well, I don't see the cupcakes, just the trays, there are some things here, though you know packaged cookies, that's pretty close though right?" Nae takes the cookies, stuffing some into her hat, offering a few packages to her co-hort and then saying, "Do you think they take credit when they're closed?" Yes the criminal nature of this act hasn't quite sunk in.
Raoghnailt sighs. "Packaged Cookies? Ugh. Oh well. If that is all, then that is all." She holds the cookies in a wad in her hand. She would put them in her purse, but, well, she didn't have her purse. Already she was opening one and eating it. "Don't worry! I will use my other credit card to handle it! It should handle it! Because it has the word credit, and it is a card. And it should work while they are closed!"
Raoghnailt stuffs a cookie in her mouth.
"Mmmmph! Mits mogic. MMMPH! Moos moh! MOW!" Raoghnailt puts out a hand out for Naerose to lead her out. "MMPH! MOW! MMMMMPH!"
Naerose only so happily leads the way out, that place was a disappointment. "Hey, I'm getting sleepy, umm .." She doesn't really want to go home with the blind girl, as much of a freeloader as she is, this person is a little creepy even to Naerose, "So I was wondering, have you, let me see, well.." She doesn't seem to know her way around this town, "Man, I don't even know where the nice box alleyways are." She contends with a frown.
Raoghnailt smiles sweetly. "Are you tired already? But we haven't even gotten shoes. And I kn-" The woman frowns. "Oh darn, we can't have a sleepover. My family hates surprises like this!" The lady puts a hand to her head. "Hahahaha. Oh, this is so funny. "Well, I got you cookies, and that's almost a feast! So I am a heroine now! What fun! I guess this is where we part ways!" Raoghnailt shoves her cookies into Naerose's hands, and gives a curtsy. "It was wonderful to go shopping with you! I will see you very soon! Good luck on finding a safe place to sleep!"
And Raoghnailt begins to wander off, cane sweeping.
Log created on 21:19:48 11/24/2010 by Raoghnailt, and last modified on 14:25:06 05/30/2012.