Kaisel
”SOSMART!” Kaisel praises Ronin as his duplicate joins the team once more, because truly, a pair of hands makes dealing with streamers much easier. Although as effortless as Ronin and Dupnin make it, it would appear that all the commotion of the house has attracted the attention of the spirits, for better or worse. In the first place Ronin had hung the streamers, some now dangle, barely holding on with one end, the other kicked off by a spirit, although that’s not so obvious at first. Instead, it seems that Ronin had either been careless with his arrangement or chosen something that wouldn’t wed the decor and the walls together. Only when the same strand falls again and again might it become apparent.
Sohalia is also the culprit of some spiritual curiosity. She’ll find her balloons seemingly starting to droop, suggesting that the store had not sold her quality fills after all. Except, any time she might come near to try and fix them, they pop upright like a freshly sprung flower, the spirit that had been sitting on them jumping to a new one. This does at one point, cause a trio to come untied from all the jostling, and the balloons attempt a merry escape into the high ceiling.
”Soh! WATCHOUT!” Kaisel shouts and points across to her as he witnesses the escape attempt. He’s mid-flapping out a tablecloth, his elbows working like chicken wings at his sides as he tries to get the lift and drop juuuuuust right so that he’s efficient about this and doesn’t waste time running around to every corner to straighten it. This of course, means he is taking a long time to get the air beneath it and the set down just right, but it feels like it saves time, and since time is just a construct anyway, then surely it is saving time if he believes it is. This would also be going much smoother if a spirit wasn’t dashing under his attempts like some cat with the zoomies, creating flaws in what would otherwise have been a perfect set-down. ”Stoooooop,” he hisses at the linen lurcher, at one point coiling the cloth up into a fat rat tail and whipping it out at the unseen gremlin. This results in every tablecloth he’d put on thus far promptly getting yanked away onto the floor.
”Oh my goddddddssssssssssss, puh-lease!” he begs, reaching down to grab the fabric and start again. He’d have to leave offerings soon or they’d be here doing the same task all day.
”When you’re done, we have the tiki torches, center pieces for the tables, and the big wall with her name on it to go up!” No less chipper off coffee than before, he’s worked some of his manic energy out on whipping around seafoam green fabric.
Finish up your first tasks after the ghostly intrusion and then select a new task to complete
1. Tiki torches put up
2. Center pieces put on tables
3. The greenery wall needs to be put up near one of the bars
Sohalia is also the culprit of some spiritual curiosity. She’ll find her balloons seemingly starting to droop, suggesting that the store had not sold her quality fills after all. Except, any time she might come near to try and fix them, they pop upright like a freshly sprung flower, the spirit that had been sitting on them jumping to a new one. This does at one point, cause a trio to come untied from all the jostling, and the balloons attempt a merry escape into the high ceiling.
”Soh! WATCHOUT!” Kaisel shouts and points across to her as he witnesses the escape attempt. He’s mid-flapping out a tablecloth, his elbows working like chicken wings at his sides as he tries to get the lift and drop juuuuuust right so that he’s efficient about this and doesn’t waste time running around to every corner to straighten it. This of course, means he is taking a long time to get the air beneath it and the set down just right, but it feels like it saves time, and since time is just a construct anyway, then surely it is saving time if he believes it is. This would also be going much smoother if a spirit wasn’t dashing under his attempts like some cat with the zoomies, creating flaws in what would otherwise have been a perfect set-down. ”Stoooooop,” he hisses at the linen lurcher, at one point coiling the cloth up into a fat rat tail and whipping it out at the unseen gremlin. This results in every tablecloth he’d put on thus far promptly getting yanked away onto the floor.
”Oh my goddddddssssssssssss, puh-lease!” he begs, reaching down to grab the fabric and start again. He’d have to leave offerings soon or they’d be here doing the same task all day.
”When you’re done, we have the tiki torches, center pieces for the tables, and the big wall with her name on it to go up!” No less chipper off coffee than before, he’s worked some of his manic energy out on whipping around seafoam green fabric.
Finish up your first tasks after the ghostly intrusion and then select a new task to complete
1. Tiki torches put up
2. Center pieces put on tables
3. The greenery wall needs to be put up near one of the bars
Wanted me to fail out of spite, I didn't
All bark but they don't bite, they timid
All bark but they don't bite, they timid
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
