Circe's Manor

[Circe]

*Circe nods.* Yeah. It'd be one of those TF bars. You know, where the drinks all cause some kind transformation?

[AmbushCat]

Yeah, I get it. Sounds like an interesting concept.

[Circe]

So, the idea for this one is that all the drinks would creat women with different themes, like maids, or nurses.

[Kumi-chan]

There is a loud thump up against the door to the mansion. It sounds as if something or someone had fallen up against it.

[Circe]

Excuse me, sir. *The maid at the gate runs back to the door to see what the thump was.*

[Kumi-chan]

Against the outside of the door is a small cloaked covered person. The cloaked one seems to have just stumbled onto the grounds being completely exhausted.

[Circe]

Sir? Are you all right? *The maid approaches the cloaked figure.*

[Kumi-chan]

the maid would notice blood coming from the small figure, pooling around him/her/it. Seems who ever it is, is bleeding too.

[Circe]

Oh, dear... *The maid starts digging in the pockets of her apron for something.*

[Kumi-chan]

The cloaked one blood is on the door too. There is a small trail of it across the grounds too. Seems he has been bleeding for a while. He most likely needs medical attention or a healer.

[AmbushCat]

So, the idea for this one is that all the drinks would creat women with different themes, like maids, or nurses.

Sounds plausible. Sounds like it could work, especially since I haven't heard anything about that one genie or whatever she is showing up recently.

*The song finishes. Amber re-takes her seat, staring out in the general direction of the main entrance.*

[Circe]

The cloaked one blood is on the door too. There is a small trail of it across the grounds too. Seems he has been bleeding for a while. He most likely needs medical attention or a healer.

Okay, just, uh, hang on! *The maid pulls out some bandages and starts treating his wounds.*

Sounds plausible. Sounds like it could work, especially since I haven't heard anything about that one genie or whatever she is showing up recently.

*The song finishes. Amber re-takes her seat, staring out in the general direction of the main entrance.*

Jasmine, you mean?

[Kumi-chan]

Under the cloak the maid would find a young boy no older than 10. He is bruised and beaten with a black eye, a large gash on his shoulder, arm and forehead, and a few broken ribs, not that she can tell about the ribs. And who knows how many other injuries this boy's body might have. The bandages help but he is still losing a lot of blood.

[AmbushCat]

Yeah, that's who I mean.

[Jello Shot Mischa]

"Well, admittedly, Jasmine's place was never TF-specific, although most of the wishes she granted usually ended up that way." She hmms. "I miss her, though."

After a moment, Mischa shrugs. "At any rate... I suppose it's kind of odd that this place doesn't really have a designated social spot. I've seen a few come and go, but no place ever seemed to get that critical mass that's really needed to make a regular hang-out."