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[fishy_go_byebye]

[Del is licking things. All over the castle. Walls, windows, tables, possibly people. Animals, if she can catch them.

She started doing this in Friday the 13th, and has continued on until the 15th or so.]

((ooc: Please feel free to come across her during any of the three days. Or to come across her more than once~))

Comments

Hesam DOES owe her for the hickeys....

[antichauffeur]

[Hesam is taking a nap in the library and is completely unsuspecting of any Del's and their licking habits.]

Why yes, yes he does.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She doesn't creep - none of this experiment has been very sneaky - but as she's passing anyway, Del leans down to give his cheek a lick.]

XD

[antichauffeur]

[He'll mumble and twitch, waking up, then rub his cheek, perplexed] .....Del?

♥

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Her tongue flickers, trying out the air as well.]

Tattoos?

[antichauffeur]

Whoa! [He'll back up a little to avoid her tongue] Are you---is everything okay?

[fishy_go_byebye]

Better'n a ladder.

action on the 14th okay?

[thedicearecast]

[Well, Amelia had been hungry. Now that may not be the case. Why is that woman licking a potted plant?]

...I don't want to know.

/salute

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Because she has to find out how it tastes. Obviously. Which is why she's licking the pot as well.]

Re: /salute

[thedicearecast]

[Oh, obviously. Except it isn't to Amelia, who is more focused on the notion that the woman is licking things.]

Is this just limited to pots and plants, or are there things I shouldn't be touching?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Del gives her a confused look, tongue flicking to get a feel of the change in flavor]

It was a special day.

[noblefive]

[And someone is taking a nap in the lobby. In a corner to be specific.

A 7'8", armoured someone. The only indication that he's asleep is the sound of snoring coming from behind that helmet.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She tastes the wall and bench, first. But he's in the path of her inquiring tongue, and so the knee of his suit gets licked as well.]

[noblefive]

[It's at this point that the SPARTANs built-in shield kicks in. Del will experience a rather powerful electric jolt.

And the reaction causes Jorge to wake with a snort.]

Huh? Wha-?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She falls back on her butt, hair frizzed out with the shock, and tongue completely numb.

Little jolts jump over her nerves, and her hair changes to electric blue to go along with the tingly taste.]

Very different... like ice mice but not at all...

[noblefive]

[And Jorge focuses on Del.]

H-Hey, what'd you do?!

[fishy_go_byebye]

You're nothing like fog.

[demontobeloved]

Well.

[Cole's staring at Del licking things.]

This is new.

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She tries out a rope hanging from curtains, before turning back to him.]

Or old.

[demontobeloved]

And everything in between?

[fishy_go_byebye]

Between and under. Except... uhm... pie...

[demontobeloved]

Not gotten around to the pie yet?

[Two can play at this game]

[bedninja]

Have you found anything very tasty, Delirium?

[Since... you've kind of been at this for a long while now.

And he's just sitting over here, watching her lick whatever it is she feels like licking next.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

It's the same. Ish. With room for that thing that's a word that I don't really like.

[bedninja]

And what would be that thing, precisely?

Why is it that you dislike it?

[fishy_go_byebye]

You know, mm...

[She searches for the word, a moment.]

Change? That's what Dream called it. Change. I don't like that word...