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Re: Friend and Foe of Ancient Past (Demeter)
Looking back, after indeed hearing groans from her companions, they'd all look like angry children who were just told their birthday presents were never meant to be. A mixture of anger, sadness, and desperation was present on all of them. Except for Bubbles. She was foaming. Her face looked entirely neutral, and she was foaming.
Idian came up first, looking the most like the upset child. "C'mon, Demeter! Can't we go!? Pleeease!?" he begged. "Even the elders of the Order know nothing about Pandemonium. It's always been such a mysterious place, and all I've been hearing about is things that make me really want to go there!" He took her hands, a stance somewhat on the side of negotiation, but mostly begging. "Besides... Wouldn't you like a nice, comfy bed, and a right and proper bath?" he suggested, trying to reason with her. All of the witches were nodding as if the question were directed at them, or perhaps they were trying to use suggestion to influence Demeter's answer. "I'll have access to all kinds of ingredients too!" he continued further. "I'll make you something really good!" he promised.
Bubbles began foaming more violently, though it seemed for a different reason as she stared at Idian.
"Is she gonna be okay...?" asked a little witch in worry over Bubbles.
"That's normal... I think." replied a larger witch.
Looking back, after indeed hearing groans from her companions, they'd all look like angry children who were just told their birthday presents were never meant to be. A mixture of anger, sadness, and desperation was present on all of them. Except for Bubbles. She was foaming. Her face looked entirely neutral, and she was foaming.
Idian came up first, looking the most like the upset child. "C'mon, Demeter! Can't we go!? Pleeease!?" he begged. "Even the elders of the Order know nothing about Pandemonium. It's always been such a mysterious place, and all I've been hearing about is things that make me really want to go there!" He took her hands, a stance somewhat on the side of negotiation, but mostly begging. "Besides... Wouldn't you like a nice, comfy bed, and a right and proper bath?" he suggested, trying to reason with her. All of the witches were nodding as if the question were directed at them, or perhaps they were trying to use suggestion to influence Demeter's answer. "I'll have access to all kinds of ingredients too!" he continued further. "I'll make you something really good!" he promised.
Bubbles began foaming more violently, though it seemed for a different reason as she stared at Idian.
"Is she gonna be okay...?" asked a little witch in worry over Bubbles.
"That's normal... I think." replied a larger witch.