11-06-2009, 10:56 PM
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| http://sleepyglow.net/rp/kae/endoftheworld.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:243px; padding-left:15px; padding-right:15px; padding-bottom:10px;"> -Lmfaoooo @ Raze. Dude, wait, what? @_@ Forgetfulness, numbness—the coyote hybrid was so blasted she could hardly feel her own face anymore, let alone her feelings. Those were long gone, drowned away in the bottom of a bottle and burned to smoke in the bowl of Anselm's strange machine. Finally, a smile spread across the hybrid's face as she reclined backwards, as the call died in Anselm's throat. Maybe Gabriel would come, maybe Razekiel would come—Halo would certainly show up, sooner or later. The coyote woman was surprised her granddaughter wasn't already here. The cinnamon-furred woman lived in the mansion, did she not? Kae couldn't even remember anymore. It was strange, then, that the first to arrive was a ghost—or someone who had quite literally been a ghost, up until recently. Razekiel had been one to depart and not return; he had disappeared shortly after becoming an adult, and the years stretched between the present and that time.The hybrid woman had not really expected to see her russet-faced son again. She almost didn't recognize him beneath the sheet, but just a whiff of his scent had drifted toward her, and with that joint in his mouth he was practically unmistakable. A sloppy grin spread across her face as he made a ghostly noise, and the hybrid woman waved her arm in a wide arc. "Razekiel, sit near me," she said, her slurred words pleading for closeness to him. Just behind him, there was another in costume, and the yellow-gold eye of the hybrid woman lit right up on seeing Halo, dressed up as some fantastical human woman with a towering head of white hair. "Haaaalo," the coyote said, the word tumbling from her mouth. She sat up to receive the younger canine's gifts, figuring out the hat immediately, dropping it on her head. It took the silvery woman just a minute to figure out the eyepatch, but when it happened she laughed heartily, finding it too ridiculously appropriate a disguise for her one-eyed self. There were the sounds of smaller feet and a strange scraping sort of noise, and the hybrid woman peered into the darkness of the doorway, watching as two glowing, sunfire yellow orbs floated toward them, glowering outward from within the empty sockets of a wolf skull. The size of the newcomer let Kaena know immediately it was Mason, and the hybrid smiled once more, hardly even considering her own smashed state and the presence of so many substances as she invited him right on in. "Mason," the hybrid said as she beckoned to him. "Lookin' real scary tonight," she said, bursting out into a laughing fit. After another, more brief drag on the end of the hookah, the hybrid passed the hose over toward Halo, figuring Razekiel was probably alright for now with his own stuff, at least until that was done smoking. The coyote's turned around once more toward the doorway, gazing at Hybrid as he walked right on in. Seized with a sudden fit of rowdiness, the hybrid woman leapt to her feet, thrusting her very own bottle of liquor toward Hybrid, who appeared less-than-pleased about his current situation. Still, drunken Kae was determined to include him, no matter the awkwardness of their last meeting. "Happy Hallowe'en, Hybrid Holocaust," she said, bursting out laughing at the strange alliteration. |