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Isuel Lim

"Let's go in the garden..." ||WIP||

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a character in “The WRFWC II”, as played by ladygeekiness

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"It's nice to be important but it's important to be nice.""





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NAME~
"Call me Isuel please."
Korean Name:
Isuel Lim
이슬 림
English Name:
Isabel Lim

NICKNAME(S)~
"I love nicknames!"
Izzie
Bella
Cloud
Pumpkin
Hippy


AGE~
"I'm far too old. I can't be nearly an adult yet, I'm not ready"
17

BIRTHDATE~
"Happy Birthday To Me..."
5th of March 1998

GENDER~
"Ah, whatever's easiest for you honestly!"
Cis Female, though doesn't mind going by they/them pronouns

SEXUALITY~
"I love everyone, but it takes a special someone to steal my heart."
Demi/Pansexual
SPECIES~
"What else could I be?"
Human





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EYE COLOR~
"They seem to be especially blue whenever I use my hidden talent."
A faded blue

HAIR COLOR~
"I think it's unnatural... Actually... Hmmm... I'm not sure."
Very Light Blonde

APPEARANCE~
"I like how I look!"
Isuel is considered to be a very pretty young woman by many. She has blonde hair (dyed) and enchanting blue eyes. She is 5'2" (160 cm), a pretty decent height, although it is on the shorter side. Her hair is usually some degree of wavy, and she does little to style it. Usually she keeps it up in buns, but likes to let it loose occasionally. Her fashion sense could be described as street fashion, though she usually aims for a cutesy, casual look. She loves wearing pastel colours and clothes she feels comfortable in. Isuel is very light, and could be picked up easily. (Which, by the way, she loves. She considers being bridal carried the most romantic thing EVER.) Her frame and silhouette are slim, and she almost has a thigh gap. She wears natural makeup, with usually peachy tones of lipstick or blush. She doesn't need much makeup as her skin is naturally clear and smooth, thanks to a dutiful skincare routine she's been upholding for years. An interesting thing about Isuel's appearance is that if she has been using her powers recently, Her eyes will go from a blue similar to that of a blueberry to the colour of a forgetmenot. Her expression is usually relaxed, with a slightly glazed look to her eyes and a Mona Lisa smile.

PERSONALITY~
{Empathetic, Hopeless Romantic, Daydreamer, Extroverted}
Isuel's biggest personality characteristic is that she is an incredibly empathetic person. She always puts others before herself, and is usually the friend to comfort others in their times of need. She worries deeply about other people's emotions and opinions, and will always want to help them if they're feeling down. She always knows exactly what kind of reassurance people need at the time, and has a 99% success rate in making someone feel 100% better. If Isuel wants to achieve anything in this world she wants to leave the earth in a happier state than she entered it in.
Isuel's kindness may be her greatest asset, but it is also her greatest flaw. Due to her instinctual want to make others feel comfortable and happy, she will always end up incredibly drained and tired due to not giving herself some kindness. She also becomes a kind of dormat, not wanting to cause any conflict. She may be a diplomat between two opposing people, but if things start to get nasty towards her she will always get out of the way, never wanting to get involved. Due to this, Isuel is almost phobic of social conflict. Her strong moral compass always point her towards the belief that every human being deserves kindness, and arguing with someone makes her feel terrible on all fronts.
Isuel has always been incredibly forgiving and loving of other people, but this causes her to be naive when it comes to human nature. Her optimistic outlook often blinds her to the fact that cruelty can indeed exist in the world, and she trusts others too easily. She does however, see the best in everyone, and is never prejudiced in any way.

Isuel is also a hopeless romantic. Whether it be pairing up people in real life or people in movies and tv shows, Isuel has always been a sucker for romantic situations. She is always quick to catch onto whether someone has a crush on anyone, and usually subtly pushes the two towards each other, and tries her best to get them together. She used to have a wide selection of romantic dvds and her playlists on her phone are full of sappy love songs. She would like nothing better than to marathon hundreds of romantic comedies while wrapped up in blankets. On movie night the residence holds back a groan whenever Isuel tries to request The Notebook again. However, despite being attuned to seeing others' romantic attraction, Isuel is hopeless when it comes to figuring out that people have crushes on her. (Which, fortunately or unfortunately, happens a lot) When Isuel does manage to fall in love with someone, she always manages to really fall in love. She goes all out, getting as sappy as a human possibly can be, and gets completely love sick. In every waking moment, her thoughts will be consumed by nothing but that person. Well. This is speaking from only one experience. Maybe it was a one off thing.

Isuel is prone to daydreaming endlessly, often wasting away hours of the day dozing in the sun, watching the clouds pass by. Isuel would usually only get in trouble in class due to daydreaming and not listening to the teacher after being caught up in her own train of thought. Isuel already naturally has a glazed over look to her eyes, but when she's busy wondering about other things in the world she just becomes vacant and dozy. Due to this bad habit, Isuel can be known as quite an airhead. Her airheaded nature combined with her love for all human beings caused quite a lot of hippy jokes in high school and the like. And before anyone asks, no, she has not smoked weed.

Isuel is extroverted, yet very independent. Isuel is never one to decline going out with friends, or to shun a conversation with anyone (even strangers). She's typically extroverted, and has many friends. She is always courteous to others, and due to her habit of putting others before herself she will always take up an offer on a big day out with her pals even if she's dog tired and would honestly just much rather stay home and watch cartoons. She usually needs someone around her to remind her that she needs to take time for herself every once in a while. When she's allowed to be, Isuel can be very nomadic, often disappearing with or without anyone noticing. She's a big believer in taking yourself on a date, but doesn't do it often as her social calendar is usually booked daily. Isuel often had a recurring daydream of backpacking solo from Poland to France, then back again through Switzerland down to Italy. Though after Dakota came into her life Isuel entertained the idea of doing it with her.





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ABILITY/MAGIC~
"I'm kind of a magical girl."
Love Constructs - A Whimsical ability that allows Isuel to channel loving emotions into items made of love that have weight, mass, and volume. She was aware of this ability before she came to the Whimsical Residence.

LIKES~
"Oooh, it's like that song from the Sound of Music! What was it again? And... What's the Sound Of Music?"
  • Gardens || Isuel loves nothing more than a stroll in the garden, or a picnic in a rose garden with a good friend.
  • Flowers || From peonies to tulips, Isuel loves all kinds of flowers. (Though daisies are her favourite)
  • Hiking || Isuel has been on many hikes in her life, and it is one of her favourite hobbies. Her hiking gear collection was quite impressive.
  • Matchmaking || Isuel loves pairing people together, and is usually quite accurate in her estimates.
  • Boba Tea || A lot of Isuel's bank account would go into buying boba tea.
  • Painting || Though she's not the best at portraits, Isuel loves painting landscapes or still lifes.
  • Softball || Isuel has played softball since she was young, among other sports. She's very good at it and loves to play it. She represented her high school on a national level.

DISLIKES~
"I mean, to each their own I guess..."
  • Trains || Trains are so loud and massive and huge and fast and unstoppable and scary and.... Well. You get the point.
  • Coffee || Isuel dislikes the bitter taste of coffee, but if it's cancelled out with lots of cream and sugar it's mildly palatable.
  • Leeches || Bloodsucking swamp monsters. They send shivers down her spine.
  • Winter || Though she does love being cozy by the fireside, Isuel prefers Spring to Winter, for the obvious reason of there being more flowers in Spring.
  • Bacon || Greasy, salty, full of fat. No thank you.
  • Sour Candy || Isuel would rather have a caramel or strawberry flavoured candy to a sour strap.
  • Cello || Her parents got her lessons when she was younger and she never really enjoyed playing it.

HISTORY~
"Haha well, nothing much interesting there I assure you."
[[New Resident]]

Isuel was adopted by a loving and caring couple who were unable to have a child biologically. She was raised in a modern suburbia, in a white and grey blocky house with a white picket fence and carpet in every room. Her life was a picture perfect dream, and Isuel has always recognized how she's come from a very privileged background. Her mom and dad loved her a lot, and always tried to give her the best. She was smart and charming, and due to her parent's loving dedication she got into some of the best schools in the area. She was well educated, and widely popular with many friends. From elementary school all the way to high school, she was surrounded by friends who loved and supported her. Especially her softball team.

In high school, Isuel met a girl. A girl named Dakota. She was quiet and mysterious and she never saw her home or her parents, but this girl with the big hair and the sunglasses caught her attention every day. She would always smile and wave at this mysterious girl but she would just blush and walk away hurriedly. (WIP)



Character Sheet created by °ẞ0llisīic°
Character Played by ladygeekiness
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So begins...

Isuel Lim's Story

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It was another wonderful day at the Residence, birds were singing, flowers were blooming. Oh who am I kidding- it was as boring as always. At least in Azura's point of view. She currently was humming as she sat at the window, admiring the flowers outside. She watched as their petals swayed in rhythmic unison, performing a gentle dance in the wind. She honestly just wanted something interesting to happen. Was the only way she could make that happen was by inflicting the event (whatever it was) herself? Perhaps. What could she possibly do to get things going? She had to make sure it went to a point where at least a little chaos was started, without anybody asking "Who dun it?". Surely if that happened, Cecil would call her out in record time flat. She hated the looks she'd get from the children whenever she did start something, soon after being caught by the aspiring detective. What to do, what to do?... She'd ask herself repeatedly. "-Aha!" Startled by her outburst, a nearby child jumped and stared at her questioningly, soon walking out of the living room. She stood, and ran out the room excitedly, ready for the upcoming chaos.

The set-up was easy. A classic water bucket prank would start the chain. The one who walked in first would get soaked, causing the other person at the other doorway across the living room to have (real, living) spiders dumped on their head. Afterwards, she'd anonymously cast small spells to mess with the others. Nobody would know who did it (unless somebody asked Cecil). Well, at least she hopes so. All she needed to do right now was to call a (fake) meeting in the living room. She sent a small magic message into everyone's head, altering Cosmo's so he knew not to come in first or second. "I'd like to call everyone to come to the living room! I have a story to tell!" Azura made sure it was clear as possible what the reason was, so Cecil wouldn't wonder and end up figuring out the real reason she called everyone to this little "gathering". Let the games begin~



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Louise had been sleeping soundly for awhile now, and didn't plan to get up anytime soon. That, was until a message rang in her mind. Awaking from her nap, she rubbed her eyes and stood. Patting down her dress, she walked out of her room and headed to the living room. What does Miss Odette want? A story...? She thought for a moment. What oh so important "story" was good enough to wake her up? There's only one way to find out; which would soon bring her so called demise. Who knew all the chaos that would unfold? Not Lou, that's for sure.

Had she not gotten into the room first, maybe she wouldn't have gotten one of her favorite dresses soaked with water. As she stepped through the doorway, everything went downhill. Louise screamed once she felt the ice cold water pierce her entire body. Her cry rang throughout the whole residence, and was definitely going to cause a rucus. "WHO DID THIS TO ME!!?"

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The soft and springy grass beneath Isuel's boots shifted and blew in the wind, creating a green felt carpet. Well, in Isuel's mind at least. Isuel herself knelt at the edge of a flowerbed, tending carefully to the flowers there. Isuel's knees dug into the soft earth while she lifted the heavy watering can and showered the roses with water. Isuel leant as far as she could, furrowing her brow in concentration. The light sprinkle of water caught the light of the morning, creating a gentle rainbow, the light kissing the flowers and caressing them like a long lost lover. Okay. A bit cheesy. Isuel set the watering can down again and rubbed at her forehead with the back of her hand, not wanting to get any dirt on her face. (Little did she know it was too late, she already had several small smears on her cheeks and the tips of her ears. Isuel sighed, satisfied with her work. She had weeded the whole bed, watered all the flowers, and planted some tulip bulbs for the new season to come. Isuel sat back on her heels and surveyed her work on the roses, and noticed a stem that could use pruning. She huffed lightly and channeled her love for the garden into forming a pair of secateurs. The pink toned secateurs popped into Isuel's hands and she snipped the stem neatly, picking up the thorny twig that lay on the ground, placing it in her bucket of clippings. She wiped her hands together, erasing the secateurs back into energy, the small dots of light clouding and sparkling around her hands before dissipating.

Isuel heard Azura's call for attention and scratched her head. Huh. This must happen often. Isuel had only been a resident for two months, but she loved being in the Residence. Everyone here was kind to her for the most part, and Azura's care for them all was admirable. (If at times unconventional.) Isuel got to her feet and took her bucket of clippings and watering can back to the small shed at the end of the garden, and set it down just outside the door before she heard a scream cry out from the house through the living room window. Isuel whipped around, her expression worried. She briskly walked back to the house, deciding not to get too worked up about anything until she was sure what was going on. Isuel arrived to see a rather soaked Louise and a distressed Chocco heaped on the floor, along with several other worried onlookers. "Oh dear." She stated rather plainly. She spotted Langley and walked over to her friend, giving the writhing pile of spiders a wide berth. "Langley, what's going on?" Isuel asked, puzzled. She spotted a small spider on her shoulder and brushed it off gently before Langley noticed it and got panicked. That was another great thing about the Residence, Langley was a wonderful friend, and one of the highlights of the strange place. She's a lot like.... Hmm... Someone.... Who was it again?

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Odette looked towards Sotaru after she waved back at Mackenzie and smirked. "Why of course, Sotaru. What else would you expect of moi~?" She turned her attention back to both doorways. The first unfortunate victim was Louise. Odette covered her ears in mock pain. "Oh please- would you keep it down!? You'll blow my cover, deary!" Soon after, Chocco waltzed in; her second victim. Odette simply giggled at her reaction. She watched, smiling as Morgana entered and knelt down in front of her. Sara followed, and teleported her away from the spiders. All this ruckus sure was enjoyable. She flinched slightly as both girls fell to the ground. Then came the one person she dreaded being part of the situation. Odette pouted playfully. "Aww phooey! The fun was just starting!" She ignored the slowly approaching jingle of bells, already knowing who it was. Than came little Miss Langley, who consoled Louise, then screamed as a spider crawled up her leg. What's with all the screaming? She smirked as the young lady ran over to her. "Mean? Why no, no, no. I'm just having a little fun. It'd never kill to cause some chaos once in awhile. What? Are you scared of a harmless arachnid? Hm?" Another spider crawled up Odette's shoulder, and stared directly into Langley's eyes. She didn't move an inch, a mischevious smile plastered on her face.

Odette turned towards Cosmo as she stood. "Now why don't we clean this up?
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Dinner was a time where everyone would talk about anything and everything, while enjoying the delicious food offered to them. Odette sat next to Cosmo, and she didn't feel quite well. She had a feeling something was wrong, and she couldn't shake off the feeling. She leaned towards the warlock and whispered, "Do you feel that? It's magical energy. I'm getting a bad feeling, Sparrow." She sat quiet for a second before suggesting something. "Should we send a group of the older kids to see what it is? Somebody would have to go see, but we have to stay here and watch the other children." She knew deep down that something would happen. Whatever it was..



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Tears threatened to spill out of Lou's eyes as Cecil rushed towards her. She nodded at Cecil's request. Oh how mad she was with Miss Odette right now. But, she brushed it off for now. She tugged on CeCe's sleeve and looked up at him with teary eyes. "My dress is ruined! What am I gonna do!?" Louise didn't like how her favorite dress was covered in water. She hated that she had to be part of this situation. She'd just have to leave it alone.
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Louise didn't have much of an appetite. She hadn't touched anything on her plate, and she just sat there listening to the many conversations going on. She sat next to Cecil, and she was bored out of her mind. From all the commotion this morning, she was really tired. Maybe a nap wouldn't hurt.. She rested her head on Cecil's shoulder beside her and drifted to sleep.

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Cosmo did, indeed, feel the magic energy, but he did not want to draw attention to it. Wavering magical energy is not uncommon here; sometimes, magic users (typically fellow warlocks who Cosmo is acquainted well with) pass through the forest, but this energy feels more malevolent. He glances over to Odette, stabbing his fork into the pasta on his plate and bringing it up to his lips. This conversation will remain discreet, as the two do not wish to startle the members of this household. He nods and slips the fork into his mouth. The aura Odette would feel from him is a grave one, but his face remains jovial and lively as ever. ❝I agree with you, Bluebird. We should, indeed. Who do you have in mind?❞

Immediately switching topic to remain casual, the warlock's gaze snaps over to Cecil, who seems to be staring at his plate of food as if it would eat him. ❝Cecil! You haven't eaten any of your dinner! You haven't at all. If you don't eat, you may die.❞ He points a fork at him, narrowing his eyes, though his smile is still ever present. ❝If you eat, I'll let you have cake. Well, after you run an errand for the two of us, of course.❞ He would suggest Cecil to investigate, as his ability would be useful, though without eating properly, the boy would hardly be of much use if there were any danger.

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Cecil is still sour about earlier, having to see his darling 'little sister' with tears in her eyes, soaked from head to toe with water from a bucket the witch had set up as a prank. That has little impact on his eating habits, though, despite what he might say. He glances over to his companion, Louise, who is sleeping soundly against his arm. He gives a little smile before he is startled by Cosmo shouting his nameβ€”he gasps audibly, looking over to the firey-haired man with wide, emerald eyes. ❝D-Die...? With all due respect, Mr. Cosmo, it would take around 90 days for me to die from starving myself. It's only been two days since I last ate dinner. I'm responsibleβ€”I eat when I must to survive, but when I'm not feeling hungry, I just... don't.❞

He doesn't even want to look around at the looks the others must be giving him. He looks down at his plate, but once he hears Cosmo mention the word 'cake,' he perks up. ❝Cake? What kind of cake? Is it Red Velvet? Chiffon? Strawberry Shortcake? And what kind of 'errand' is it? If it's going outside, you know I don't like doing that. But... maybe it's worth it. For cake.❞ He glances back down at Louise and pats her head.

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Dinner wasn't Cerulean's favourite time. Oh sure he knew he had to eat, but he disliked being forced to be around others while he did so. As such he was sat as far away from everyone else as he could be while still sitting at the table. Being sat where he was allowed him to easily observe the other residents, something he often did in case they tried to get closer and catch him unawares.

Morgana was picking at their food, eating but not really enough to be healthy. After the prank earlier, they had hidden themself back in their room and sometime between then and dinner they had changed into a dress. It had drawn a couple of stares, something which made the child flush a little, and they were pretty sure they had heard someone quietly ask someone else if Morgana was a boy or a girl, but that happened enough that they weren't particularly bothered by that now.

Currently the dark-haired teen was sat next to Cecil who had perked up as Cosmo mentioned cake and some kind of errand. They glanced at the other teen who seemed almost a little excited and noticed Louise dozing off, using Cecil's shoulder as a pillow. Turning their attention back to their dinner, Morgana tilted their head down, hiding a small smile.

Cerulean, from the other end of the table perked up slightly at the mention of an errand. Perhaps he could request to be sent instead? If so he may be able to get away from the others for a while which would be nice. He was starting to grow a little tired of their antics.

First though, he had to make it clear he was interested and since he only usually spoke to insult someone or if he was interested in something... "What kind of errand do you intend for him to do?" His voice was a little loud, perhaps, but it needed to be to cut across the noise some of the others were making. Still, his interest was now put out there, hopefully something would come of it.

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Lane's fingers knitted together as she continued to stare down the wriggling pile of nightmares. The only thing that managed to tear her eyes away from the mess was the voice of one of her newest friends. Spinning around, Langley let out a loud sigh of relief as she saw Isuel standing next to her (She also had thought that she felt something brush her shoulder, but after checking that nothing was there, she decided not to question it.). "Thank goodness you're alright! I don't what I would have done if those beasts had gotten you!" She said as she pointed dramatically at the small eight-legged creatures. Isuel had only been at the residence for about two months, but she and Langley had become fast friends. Her level-headedness was definitely a good match for Lane's energetic attitude. They complimented each other quite nicely.

After giving a quick rundown of what had happened, Langley once again turned her attention to Odette. She listened intently to the witch's explanation, until something quite startling happened. She watched in horror as a spider suddenly appeared on Azura's shoulder. Its beady little eyes seemed to be practically staring into the very depths her soul.

Her jaw practically scrapping the floor, Langley tried her best to swallow the scream that was crawling up her throat. Slowly backing away, she suddenly broke into an almost full sprint as she hide herself behind Isuel. Hands clamped over the smaller girl's shoulders, she hesitantly peeked over one before looking over at Azura again with wide amber eyes. "She's gone crazy!" Langley nervously whisper-shouted next to her friend's ear. Taking the time to once again sink her head below Isuel's back and gather her thoughts. Once this was completed and Langley had managed to calm herself a little bit, she quickly grabbed her friend's hand and rushed into the dining room. She was not sticking around to clean up those spiders.

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Once dinner had been served (And Langley had chosen a seat a good distance away from Azura. She didn't want any more spiders today, thank you very much!), she finally managed to relax quite a bit. There was nothing like a good meal in order to get you feeling excitable and energized again! After happily munching on her food for a while, her feet swinging underneath the table as she did, Langley began to look around the room a bit. A sudden exclamation by Cerulean managed to catch her attention.

"Ohhh~! An errand?" She squealed out excitedly. She hadn't really been paying attention to what had been going on before, but the word errand was all that she needed to hear. The thought of being sent out on a super-secret mission was just so exciting! Suddenly elated, Langley raised her hand into the air before practically shouting, "I want to go!".

Now turning her attention to Isuel, who she had been sitting next to, Lane excitedly asked, "Do you want to go on an errand as well, Flower?". A sudden thought made her falter a bit, however. 'Wait, don't they say that bad witches live out there?' Eyebrows pulled together in thought, Langley turned towards her friend once again. "Hm. Well, actually, maybe it would be better if you stayed here. It would keep you safer." While Lane may be one to jump head-first into situations without really thinking them through, she definitely wasn't one to put her friends through the same risky situations. She didn't want to see anybody ending up hurt because she pushed them into something without think of the consequences.

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When Chocco and Sara landed on the floor, Chocco's saltiness had been momentarily overlapped with her laughing. It had taken her a while to get off the floor, brushing off the the feeling of the little legs still crawling on her. She hadn't been overly surprised, and truly angry, that Odette was the one who had pulled the prank on her. After all, after living there for two years she had learned this side of Odette many times. However when she had pulled herself together again, helping Sara stand up, her laughter subsided enough that the saltiness returned. For the rest of the day, before dinner, Chocco was proving to be rather obstinate towards Odette, giving her a cold shoulder, sticking her tongue out at the shorter, older witch. However, it was apparent to anyone paying attention that she wasn't intending it to be hurtful because after each encounter her coy smile played on her lips. Her day was mostly spent lounging, after the hard work of cooking the day before she just needed to relax and rejuvenate today.

Then dinner rolled around.

Chocco was feeling more severely better than that morning, though she could still remember the tiny legs of the spiders crawling all over, meaning that she was rubbing her arm or legs every now and then. She also ended up snarfing down her dinner. She knew that it was dinner time and that good manners were expected, but she had a deadline. She needed to meet up with one of her costumers at the stand almost immediately after dinner was supposed to end. This led to Chocco trying to leave as early as she could to get there on time. She wasn't sure if Cosmo or Odette knew of her walks off the residence property or the fact that she had had a business. She never told them, however it wasn't as if she was a master at hiding it. And if they didn't know from figuring it out themselves, she was certain Cecil had figured it out and she wouldn't put it passed him to tell them.

She vaguely overheard the conversation, something about an errand. Something she would normally show at least a little interest in, using it as a way to travel off the grounds some more, however she was in a rush for an already planned meeting. With those talking and the focus off her. Chocco looked around the table to make sure no one was staring at her before she, in a very un-stealthy manner, zoomed from the table; dropping her dirty plate off in the kitchen sink and then changing into her "work-attire" as she rushed down the hall, out the door, and into the woods. She didn't wear any shoes, having been in such a rush she forgot to put them on, but thankfully she remembered the chocolate, having put them into a small satchel at her side. As she walked along the forest she put the finishing touches on pinning her hair up in a decently, flouncy hairstyle.

There was a rumble.

Chocco slowed for a minute and looked at the sky. She was in such a rush she hadn't made sure about the weather. Though who could blame her, it had been sunny and warm all day.

"Merde," Chocco whispered as she picked up her pace. She was still hoping to possibly catch her costumers, though she strongly doubted that they would even show up if they checked the weather before leaving the house like she should have.

When she was almost to her stand she heard a rustle and paused. She had never met anyone who wasn't a costumer in the forest and Cosmo and Odette had warned her many times of the evil witches that would be after her. She tip-toed her way behind a tree and breathed deeply, trying to calm her heart as best she can. When she calmed down enough she peeked around the tree. She didn't see anything which made her feel a little braver, but then she spotted a pair of feet leading behind a bush.

"You better be sleeping," Chocco said in a deadpan voiced walking towards the person. When she approached the person close enough she saw the person was indeed sleeping. "Why would fall asleep here, wouldn't your bed be better?" she quietly asked the person.

She kicked the boy's foot, "Hey, you should get up before you get doused; it looks like it's going to rain soon buddy."

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Isuel smiled at Langley's energetic worry for her. "Oh haha, no I was outside gardening again, I'm fine honestly." She stole a glance at the spiders running away. "I think they're pretty harmless anyway-" Isuel's voice dropped off as Langley came to hide behind her back. Isuel chuckled a little, and whispered out of the corner of her mouth. "What are you doing?" Isuel laughed brightly at Langley's reply, placing her hand over Langley's on her shoulder and rubbing her knuckles lightly. She let Langley drag her away, giggling lightly, but secretly glad to get away from the puddles of spiders and water and the mayhem Odette had caused.

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Isuel sat next to Langley, digging into some rice. She savoured the flavour, enjoying the bursts of flavour that escaped from sultanas within the delicacy. She looked around the table from time to time, enjoying the various people conversing and talking with each other. She smiled and took another bite, glad that she found such a safe and loving home. She noticed Leo mouthing to Langley and guessed what was happening. She gave Langley a little nudge and smiled at her, winking at Leo lightly. Isuel lightened up at the mention of an errand, wanting to help. She opened her mouth to reply to Langley but before she could say that she wanted to join the errand Langley shut her down. "Oh um. Yeah. I guess." Isuel looked down at her dinner and ate some more, not trusting herself to say anything more.

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Character Portrait: Cecil Rothgar Character Portrait: Satoru Toshiaki Character Portrait: Cerulean Rose Character Portrait: Langley McAllister Character Portrait: Leon Moreau Character Portrait: Azura Milkovea Character Portrait: Cosmo Balthazar Character Portrait: Katherine Diederich Character Portrait: Morgana Wynterfell Character Portrait: Louise Faustus Character Portrait: Sara Character Portrait: Isuel Lim
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  1. author's note: i think cecil is simultaneously taunting & flirting with satoru. my apologies for the guy.

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❝An errand that is... well, you see, the two of us sense something. It probably isn't any cause for alarm, of course, but it wouldn't hurt to check! That being said, we cannot send everyone out all at once! That wouldn't do, not at all! So I elect Cecil, Langley, Cerulean, Leon, and Kathy for the errand! The rest of you are free to do as you please for the errand, of courseβ€”though I would not suggest you venture outside at all.❞ He looks over to Satoru, who had spoken up, and nods his head, firey locks bouncing gently. The sound of bells is faint, but present, until he stops moving his head. ❝You may go if you wish, but I reckon you will be just as useful here. Do tell, dear Satoru, how far does that ability of yours reach? You are telepathic, are you not?❞ The warlock points at his tea with his fork, and it floats into the air, saucer and all. It floats over to him and into his hand, where he brings it to his lips and takes a dainty sip.

He looks to Cecil then, who seems to be saying something vaguely taunting to Satoru, and sighs. These things would go a lot easier if the young detective weren't so brazenly self-centered and taunting. Such is the fate of teenage boys with abnormal powers, I suppose. They will learn in due time. He takes another sip of his tea. ❝You may all go once you've all finished dinner. And do hurry, my dear children, for there is a storm in our midst, and I'd hate to see any of you get sick! It's no good to get sick, no good at all. β™ͺ❞

He looks to Sara, then, and frowns slightly. ❝The bigger the crowd, the more suspicious it'd be, I'm afraid. If you really wish to help out, dear, then you can help me clean up when everyone is finished. How does that sound?❞


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When Langley mentions her desire to tag along, Cecil turns his gaze toward her. He sizes her up and down a moment before he shrugs his shoulders, looking back down at his plate and poking at his pasta with his fork. ❝I suppose it doesn't really make much of a difference to me if you come or not, but you'd better stick close to me if you plan on it. Got it?❞ He points his fork at her, narrowing his eyes slightly. ❝Not that I'm worried about you, or anything, but I think your ability's pretty useful, and I'm pretty useless during combat. Especially if this is the first time I've eaten in two days.❞ He swirls the pasta onto his fork and scoops it into his mouth, clearly relenting to eating (Cosmo surely had been giving him a sour enough look to do so, anyways). Truth be told, his words don't hold much truth. During Langley's stay at the Residence, he's found himself reluctantly growing fond of the girl. Her barrage of innocently curious questions (like what the name of something not many know the name of is, for example) do wonders for his egoβ€”he usually knows all the answers to her questions. Though the brunet would rather jump into a sea of ice-cold water before admitting that. Well, perhaps he wouldn't go that far.

Then, Satoru's voice hits his ears, and he grins. He casts his emerald gaze towards the white-haired boy. He'd be awfully pretty if he took care of himself, he muses to himself, eyelids lowered and smile wide. Ah, but who am I to judge? I must look as sickly as he does. Still, what a shame he'd waste those dollish features. I bet he'd be more fun to kiss than he'd be to tease. ❀ He shakes his head, then, a laugh bubbling up from his throat. Nah, there can't be anything more entertaining than bothering this kid.

Cecil lays his fork against his plate and clasps his hands together, batting his eyelashes at Satoru. ❝Oh, good. So you can talk! I thought someone ripped your tongue outβ€”which would be a shame, by the way, since I never got to find out what it could do.❞ He rests his elbows against the table, directing false intrigue at Satoru. ❝You didn't have to ask about the errand, did you? You could've just used that nifty ability of yours. Wait, wait, let me guessβ€”you don't wanna be intrusive, right? 'Cause being intrusive's rude, right? Geez, that's boring. To think I wasted dreams on you!❞

His words, more or less, are mostly just a ploy to get him to speak up. Satoru intrigues him, and though he can find out 80% of the guy just by looking at him, he'd like at least a little bit of a conversation. He looks over to Louise and nudges her gently with his arm, face turning soft almost immediately.

❝Your food's gonna get cold, Sleeping Beauty.❞

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Langley felt a wave of guilt rush over her as she watched Isuel quietly agree with her before looking down at her food. She hadn't meant to make her sad, in fact that was the farthest thing from her mind. Bursting up from her seat, Langley began to fiddle with the edge of her scarf. Looking down at her friend, you could practically hear the nervousness in Lane's voice as she practically shouted, "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you sad! I just don't really know what's out there, and I don't want you to get hurt!"

Langley seemed to have calmed down a bit after saying that, until another thought crossed her mind, causing her eyes to widen in horror. "Not that I think that you can't handle yourself! I'm sure that you're perfectly capable. It's just that, I- You- " A sound of frustration could be heard as Langley struggled to get out everything she was trying to say. She wasn't used to being in situations were she made people upset. Although, with her practically none existent filter, it's surprising that things like this didn't happen more often.

Suddenly deciding that she did not know how to successfully handle this situation, Langley threw herself at Isuel for a quick apologetic hug before saying, "I'll tell you about everything that happened when I get back! Wait up for me, ok? I'll make sure that this errand is quick so that you don't have to wait long!". Giving her friend a quick pat on the head, she ran out of the dinning room with a quick wave, heading to the front door where the other should be meeting. Isuel happened to be her roommate, so she wouldn't have to go searching for her when she got back. As for how she'd make the errand quick, well, she didn't know. 'But, hey, I'll find a way!'.

Finally arriving at the front door, Lane looked around at everybody who had gathered so far. Katherine was taking to Cerulean and Satoru, and Leon seemed to be standing off to the side. Langley was still feeling a bit down for making Isuel upset, so she decided that she needed a way to cheer herself up.

Suddenly getting an idea, a slight gleam took over Lane's eyes as she snuck up behind Leo as quietly as she could. Once she had gotten close enough behind him, she slowly reached up before grabbing onto the boy's shoulders and leaning her face close to his ear, letting out a loud "BOO!". Without even checking to see if he had actual gotten scared, Langley dissolved into a fit of laughter.

After laughing for a while, Langley clutched her stomach as she attempted to take deep breaths in order to help her calm down. Once her laughter had dissolved into only chuckles, Lane slung her arm around Leo's shoulders before sticking her tongue out playfully. "I totally got you, right?" It was at this time though that she happened to recall dinner, and scratching her head awkwardly, she gave the brunette an apologetic smile before saying, "Oh, yeah. And, uh, sorry for kicking you at dinner."

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Isuel looked up at Langley and immediately felt bad for being so mopey about not being able to go on the errand. She blushed lightly, but blushed even harder when Langley leaped on top of her for a hug. Isuel felt her face go bright pink and she pat Langley gently on the back. "No Langley, I'm sorry, I'm being mopey. I was going to draw tonight anyway, so might as well!" She gave Langley a reassuring smile as she got up from the table and left towards the others. She finished up her food and sighed, satiated greatly by the meal. Isuel was touched at Langley's worry for her, and she thought about it all the while she cleared away her plate. Langley had accepted her so warmly into the home, and though Isuel had certainly made a positive impression on everyone, there was.... something about Langley that felt different. Isuel peeked over Sara's shoulder as she baked something, but decided not to interrupt her, smiling to herself as she imagine what delicious creation she might be making.

Isuel continued and walked upstairs to grab her pencilcase and sketchpad, catching a glimpse of the errand runners outside through the window as she came down the stairs. She also caught view of a foot disappearing from the top of the window pane. She stared stupidly at the top of the window frame stupidly, before rushing over and opening the window to look upwards in an attempt to see who was climbing the side of the building, but to no avail. She shut the window and skittered down the stairs, grabbed her jacket from the coat rack and stepped out into the crisp evening air. She looked up at the roof, shielding her eyes from the light of the buzzing kitchen with her sketchpad. She thought to herself for a moment before conjuring a tall ladder. She placed it against the side of the house, and carefully climbed up, being careful not to topple backwards. She carefully slipped up onto the tile roof and looked around for the mysterious foot owner. She soon saw Mackenzie sitting in the dip between two chimneys, sitting quietly by himself.

Isuel didn't know much about Mackenzie, as he was newer than she was. He seemed to keep to himself most of the time, and she wasn't sure if she should really be up here. Despite her doubts, Isuel decided she might as well try and make friends with the boy. Here's what Isuel knew about Mackenzie. He was her age, despite looking a bit younger than 17, and seemed to like it when people played music. Also seemed to enjoy climbing buildings. She knew barely enough to even start a conversation, and yet, Isuel still approached him, on top of their roof at night, and say
"Hi, mind if I join you?"
As if it was the most casual place to meet someone in the world.

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Having eaten his fill, Claude set his knife and fork down with a small sigh of contentment. That hit the spot. For a while, he sat there staring at nothing, and the blank look on his face; eyes half lidded as if he were about to fall asleep, wouldn't have done much to deny the fact that he was thinking of nothing either.

Of course, whether Claude was thinking or not was something to guess.

Eventually, he moved. Head moving slowly like the tinman in Oz before they got rid of the rust, Claude looked down on the plate as if it contained something precious.

Nothing but a plate licked clean stared back at him. Drat.

Turning around, Claude looked hopefully at the other plates.

As if answering his not-quite-thought of prayers, a half empty plate winkled at his direction. Claude smiled to himself, pleased, quickly drawing it towards him.

Eureka!

Using the knife and one side of the fork, Claude began to play with his food, spreading it out onto the plate with a look of concentration on his face. The brown sauce formed the face, the crushed peas formed the eyes and the mash potato formed the mouth.... Wait, that wasn't right. Tilting his head a little to the side, Claude shot a critical look at the 'painting' he was creating. No, that didn't work. It needed a little more... Color.

Hmm.

Shoving the mashed potato and other leftover solids to the edge to create a circle, Claude's eyes narrowed in a look of concentration as he molded and adjusted the brown sauce inside the white fort. Grabbing a glass of leftover apple juice, Claude mixed it with a bit of white mashed potato before using the gold-tinted semi solid to form a circle. Without looking up, Claude reached for his own glass of orange juice and added it to the painting, using his spoon as a measuring place and a fork for the spreading.

Soon enough, a crude drawing of a smiley face was finished. Caught in the mood, Claude's lips tilted upwards almost imperceptibly in a smile as he continued to make smiley faces elsewhere, and many other faces too.

As he made them, the paintings gave off a faint glow before appearing in real life. The effect was similar to a 2D sticker coming off the wall into a 3D sticker - as the smiley face came off the plate with a shake, the part that made it into the air turned real, until a brown smiley face with happy orange eyes and brownish mouth that looked like a cartoon bounced around in the kitchen.

It was joined by a whole batch of smiley faces of different colors, until Claude got bored and started making different smiley faces. A sad orange face cried silently as it moved around the kitchen, and an angry monster face chased the other smiley faces. They were easy to control thanks to the simplicity of their creation, and by the time Claude had done making the eighth one, which we looked like an orange cat with brown eyes and strips, the rest of the Smileys were bouncing around the kitchen, as if curious about their surroundings.

One of them bounced happily to Sara. It was silent, but it danced around her head like a bubble. It was joined by another smiley face, and a third, but after a few seconds of smiling the one with jagged lips chased after them, playful like a pair of tussling dogs.

It'd look adorable at first, the four playing together. Then the one with jagged lips opened its mouth in a silent roar, and in that moment it looked exactly like a monstrous monster.

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Ken smiled as he headed up to the roof. Staying here was fun! And he thought he'd spotted Isuel up on the roof too! Popping his head up through the window, the redhead smiled cheerily at Isuel, eyes wide and anticipatory. "Isuel!" He chirped brightly, grinning widely at her. "Can we fight today please please pleeaaassee?" He drew out the word whiningly, hoping that it'd helped with getting her to fight him.

Not that she did the last time he asked her, but that was ok! Maybe she'd agree this time! Eagerly, he waited for her response, fully prepared to continue chasing her if she refused.