http://mistress-yuuko.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mistress-yuuko.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2008-11-09 11:45 pm

We're Off To See the Witch [Active, Open?]

Characters: Ichihara Yuuko, Uzuki Yashiro, hopefully Maleficent but if not anyone wondering what the hell she is doing 8D
Content: Yuuko goes to pay a visit to the thorny City Hall...with tea
Setting: Outside City Hall...you know...the one with all the giant thorns around it.
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: Who knows...

It was a compulsion really, after all it wasn't every day that the town shrunk and huge thorny vines enveloped city hall. Yuuko might have ignored it of course, she could have easily...she'd ignored everything else. However there was something...compelling her to visit the place.

So, there she was, standing a few feet from the thorns with a basket and a thermos. She was dressed to impressed and was studying the structure of the thorns. "Interesting...very interesting." A grin broke out across her features and she cupped her mouth so that her voice would carry before shouting really loudly, "HELLO~ I BROUGHT TEA~ WOULD SOMEONE LIKE TO COME SPEAK WITH ME!"

[identity profile] superiorevil.livejournal.com 2009-01-12 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
Of course the Mistress of all Evil hadn't been able to overlook the guests who were essentially 'on her lawn'. Yuuko's calls had also been heard. Maleficent would have normally just brushed them off, but there was something about Yuuko that made Maleficent curious. Still, she took her time before finally leaving the walls of city hall.

From the thorns an orb of green light appeared, floating not too far from the small group. After a moment it seemed to expand, a dark cloaked figure forming from the light. The orb of light hovered above her hand finally dying away leaving nothing but the green orb of her staff.

The squawk of a bird rang out as raven landed on her shoulder, settling there happily.

The dark fae smiled, her expression relaxed, appearing untroubled. What she was really thinking, one could only begin to imagine.

"Well, what do we have here? A picnic? How quaint," she observed.

((WAY overdue. ;A; Sorry about that guys!))