http://notameliajones.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] notameliajones.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] realityshifted2011-05-30 02:05 pm

[Matti Williams] 2nd Maple Leaf

[Hello, Plane, who's hungry?

There's an abandoned basket in the middle of the Plane, filled to the brim with cupcakes. To be exact, maple cupcakes with maple frosting and maple syrup poured over them. They're freshly baked and smell pretty good to those who like sweets.

Now, remember how I said it was abandoned? It's actually not. There's a girl there, but she's mostly invisible. Really, only about 20% opacity. And aside from looking up if she thinks someone looked at her, she's just silently sitting next to the basket and playing with her hair.

Investigate?
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[identity profile] shunofandromeda.livejournal.com 2011-05-30 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Shun is hungry, so the smell of the cupcake makes him curious. As he wanders over, the sight of a basket of cupcakes just sitting there does strike him as slightly odd but since he has seen weirder he doesn't let that deter him. It's only when he's close enough to start reaching for once does he realize there might be someone there.] Ah, sorry, are these yours?

[identity profile] shunofandromeda.livejournal.com 2011-05-31 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
[He just smiles and decide to ignore her slight oddness since she seems nice.] That is really nice of you to share them.
[Besides he hasn't had a cupcake like this before, and it looks good. He takes one and takes a bite...then tries to keep his face neutral. He has not had much exposure to sweet things and this is the sweetest thing he's ever had but he can't make a face, he's a Saint and that would be rude! So instead he attempts to swallow]

[identity profile] shunofandromeda.livejournal.com 2011-06-01 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[He finishes swallowing quickly] N..no, it tastes fine! I'm just not used to eating sweet things.
clinical: (they split the secret up six ways)

[personal profile] clinical 2011-05-31 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Pleased to be able to set things on fire of his own volition now, Jade pauses in the kitchen. Cupcakes. Hmm. He is pretty sure they don't have that recipe. It might be useful.]
clinical: (your structure's fine)

[personal profile] clinical 2011-06-01 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Jade picks up one.] Isn't that for me to decide? [Does that lack of surprise mean he noticed her and just chose to ignore her? Yes, it does.]
clinical: (your structure's fine)

[personal profile] clinical 2011-06-01 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
Do you have the recipe? [He has a weird compulsion to pick these things up. Don't ask why.]

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[personal profile] bonnypiperlad 2011-05-31 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, food! [It's really not too hard to get Jamie to notice something to eat in the middle of the Plane, especially if it's freshly baked. The kilted young man goes to reach for one of the cupcakes, but then hesitates..]

Now, why would someone just leave it here, though?

[Having failed to spot Matti - he's not really good at seeing mostly invisible things - he's a little uncertain as to why the food is here in the first place.]
bonnypiperlad: (curious)

[personal profile] bonnypiperlad 2011-05-31 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
Hey? [He startles, then looks around for the source of the voice, finally spotting Matti next to the basket.]

Och, lass, I'd not noticed ye were there. I'm sorry.

[She does look very see through, however, and that's a wee bit odd. Maybe she's some sort of spirit. Just...one that can bake? He reaches over and picks up a cupcake.]

Did ye make these, then?
bonnypiperlad: (whome?)

[personal profile] bonnypiperlad 2011-05-31 08:55 am (UTC)(link)
That was kind of ye to do. [He goes to take a bite of the cupcake, only to find it rather sweeter than he had thought. His eyes widen for a moment, but he manages to swallow his bite.]

That's...er, what is that you've sweetened them with?

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[identity profile] ravenchaser.livejournal.com 2011-05-31 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't like sweet things.

Besides, he isn't foolish enough to eat suspicious food lying out in the middle of nowhere.

What he does take an interest in, however, is the ever so faintly visible girl there.

He'll stare at her coldly and carelessly, as though she were only slightly more fascinating than a common house fly.

He takes his ever-present cigarette from his lips and flicks the ashes to his side before taking almost soundless steps over to her.]


What are you doing?

[It's voiced less like a question and more like a command to explain yourself to him. His voice is as cold as his demeanour and twice as rough.]

[identity profile] ravenchaser.livejournal.com 2011-06-01 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[His eyes narrow sharply until they're scarcely more than slits with only a flicker of green and black.]

Hmph.

Pathetic. [Spoken with unconcealed disdain.]

[Awww, I'm sorry Gin's such a jerk. ;_;]

[identity profile] ravenchaser.livejournal.com 2011-06-01 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
[He turns away from her and walks off.

She isn't enough to keep his interest.]

[identity profile] ofunity.livejournal.com 2011-06-06 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
[... Oh hey, Lloyd is pretty hungry, and he's quite partial to sweets. And that does smell particularly delicious.

...

...

Yeah, he's kneeling down by the basket and looking around, though his eyes linger on her. Is that... nah. Couldn't be.]

[identity profile] ofunity.livejournal.com 2011-06-06 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
[It's the voice that startles him more than anything, and it makes him rear back enough to fall back on his bottom with a "GAH!" and push himself back.]

Who's - ... Oh, hey... [Now he sees her. Lloyd shifts enough so that he's on his knees and staring at her, and he slowly raises a finger to point.] You, uh... you know you're sort of invisible, right?

[identity profile] ofunity.livejournal.com 2011-06-06 07:49 am (UTC)(link)
Whoa!

[She'd be correct in that. Lloyd, once again, falls back on his bottom, though he recovers more quickly this time. He only raises his hand in front of his face before he slowly lowers it, now that he's finally seeing just who it is behind all this.]

It... It's okay. I wasn't really scared or anything, just... startled. [Sure you were, Lloyd.]