forum A Sort-of Lion, A few Witches, A Not-Quite Closet(malfunction). Stalkers wanted.

Started April 04, 2018 by @Ca1iCa1--Is--Tired

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(angry dad makes a reappearance lmao) Sam frowned at the boiling water, trying to figure out if it was hot enough for the noodles. He decided to just dump the noodles in and hope they didn't end up too bad, at least remembering to wait to add the milk and flavor powder. For rarely ever having to cook, he thought he was doing a pretty ok job

(Angry Dad is such a mood lmao)

Lucy shifted under the blanket, growing a bit hot from it. Her eyes slowly blinked open, and she squinted at the light in the room. She shrugged the blanket a bit lower, slightly propping herself up on her elbow, grimacing when her head and neck shifted. What had happened? She could barely remember. She remembered the woman screaming something, then getting hit. Then red. Roses? She thought it was roses. She could never think of something that perfectly matched that color. No, wait. She was getting distracted again.

(we're not gonna burn his house down lol) Sam glanced in Lucy's direction, hearing her shift on the couch. He decided not to say anything, resolving to finish making the noodles without accidentally starting a fire or worse

Orion smiled warmly at the lady who runs the orphanage, murmuring softly to Lata, "Play along, yeah?" Turning back to the woman, he softly smiles again. "Hello. My name is Castor, and my wife Luna here, and I have found ourselves unable to have…children. We were wondering if we could meet any of the little ones here?"

Lucy’s head and neck ached, but she did her best to sitherself the rest of the way, her legs still under the blanket. She felt the material of it, then the back of her head and neck. She grimaced in pain, dropping her hand back into her lap. Her whole body felt sore, and her muscles felt stiff. Were there red spots in her aura? Were they more like the rose? Or maybe lighter, like the lipstick she carried in her satchel? But, of course, she was unable to see her own aura. Her mother told her it was always a mix of peaceful greens, usually having streaks of a daring gold.

She shook the pointless thoughts from her head. Must be from the blood loss. was she alone? No, there was someone in the kitchen area. She assumed it was Orion, he said not to go in the kitchen.

Orion smiled warmly at the lady who runs the orphanage, murmuring softly to Lata, "Play along, yeah?" Turning back to the woman, he softly smiles again. "Hello. My name is Castor, and my wife Luna here, and I have found ourselves unable to have…children. We were wondering if we could meet any of the little ones here?"

(Wait I thought Lata was like a kid)

“Oh, really?” The younger woman asked, smiling politely. “Well, we have plenty of children who would be happy to go to a nice home. I could ask my managers to show you a look around?” The woman suggested, pointing to the fact that she obviously wasn’t the owner of the orphanage, she simply worked for her. The manager had been the one to help in the assault.

Sam finally finished the noodles, setting the pot aside. He walked into the living room, finding Lucy sitting upright. "Lay back down. You'll hurt yourself," he grumbled