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[hideousprogeny.livejournal.com]

The woods are a pretty sweet setup, really- they're kinda away from the bar, not a whole lot of people go there, except the occasional Dude Sparring in the Clearing or Werewolves (who, at the time, don't usually count as people, at least in the Monster's eyes).

Thus, there is one hideous monstrosity kickin' back out in the wilderness, enjoying a lack of company.

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Harold and Snowball have been taking refuge in the forest. Harold hasn't really felt up to playing, so they decided to explore.

All of a sudden Snowball starts sniffing the ground all interested, bounds ahead and then starts to bark.

Harold scurries behind.
"No, 'nowball, shhh, twiet!"

[hideousprogeny.livejournal.com]

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The sound of barking has never been a good sign for the creature- dogs mean humans, usually humans with rifles. In a trice, he's up a tree, trying at least to hide himself in the budding foliage.

His papery eyes are wide.

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Harold finally catches up to Snowball, who is barking up at something in the tree.

"'nowball!! Twiet!!" Harold's pleading now. "Pweese, pweese, be twiet!"

He pets her in an attempt to soothe.

[hideousprogeny.livejournal.com]

A child...

He watches, frozen. He'd had an idea, before he came here, to assuage his loneliness by carrying a child off, before its mind could be set against his features by other humans. It's less necessary here, but...

He shifts his vantage point, then looks around. It doesn't appear to be accompanied here...

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Snowball stops barking and starts sniffing around the tree. Harold glances up in the tree.
Leaves. Lots of leaves.

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He automatically retreats deeper.

Then, after a breath, "I bid you good evening, child."

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Harold automatically freaks and tries to hide under some bushes, grabbing Snowball and attempting to pull her under with him.
However considering that she's bigger than he is, and the bush is larger than either one of them, it didn't turn out quite the way he hoped.

[oldestcharmed1.livejournal.com]

Prue is wandering in the forest with a platter of food looking for her little friend. Her eyes as sharp catch sight of the monster. Her first insinct is to fight but she knows the rules and as long as it hasn't attacked anyone there is no need.

"Hello." she finally decides to call to him.

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He starts, instantly scuttling backwards, toward the undergrowth.

"....good day, Madam," he replies, guardedly.

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Figuring that this was a bad day for a demon to attack her given how upset she was she just puts the platter down and stays where she is not wanting to provoke it or fall into a trap. After all that she has been through she is still suspicious of this place.

"Why do you run?" trying to assess the situation.

[hideousprogeny.livejournal.com]

"My actions should come as no surprise," he answers, "It is but the learned response to any encounter with Man, for my visage marks me as a daemon to them, and they wish only my demise."

[oldestcharmed1.livejournal.com]

Well she can't really argue with that considering her own thoughts.

"My duty is to protect the innocent not punish the guilty. If you don't do harm to another you have nothing to fear from me." her words are true and sincere.

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He regards her carefully.

"I can offer no promise of peaceableness, for I am a creature of passion, just as the race that created me, and have often before shown myself to be the very loathsome beast I am seen as in many an eye. I can but say that it relieves me greatly to believe that there are those here who would save another from the gruesome fate I would inflict."

[magius-unlocked.livejournal.com]

Magius is out walking, when he remembers his would-be friend, and wanders that way.

Into the woods he goes, slowly looking for signs of him, before going towards the door he had been shown

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"Magius!" There's a smile in the exclamation, and the monster emerges. "You have come for a visit to this hovel?"

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"A hovel with a friend inside is a palace to those who seek it."

He smiles as he sees the man.

"A greeting, my friend. How are you?"

[hideousprogeny.livejournal.com]

"I am well, and all the better for having a friend here. Shall I invite you in?"

There's a round door on the front. Hobbit-style architecture, go!

[magius-unlocked.livejournal.com]

"I would be hoinored to visit your home, my friend."

He raises a small bag in his arms.

"I have brought housewarming presents, as I believe is the tradition."

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"Presents?" He blinks. "I was unaware of such a tradition... certainly such generosity is unexpected."

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"Hello, little dead thing."

She was shorter the last time they talked. She's fifteen feet tall, give or take several inches.

"It has been a very long time."

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"Ah, the goddess Hel!" He's pleased, and impressed. "Such a height- I feel I have perhaps an inkling of the awe men must feel on witnessing my own size!"

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

She smiles down at him, and resists the urge to pat the top of his head companionably. It just never goes over well,

"Such a height indeed. I think I may be close to my full growth, at last."

She hopes. Anything larger and she simply won't feet in the bar anymore,

"How have you been?"

[hideousprogeny.livejournal.com]

For this instance, at least, it would. Oh well.

"You mean to say you could reach even greater heights? It is indeed an amazing thing, to be a god." With a smile, he adds, "I have been quite well, since my friend Smeagol created a dwelling for me outside the tavern. I find my situation rather more comfortable when there are fewer people about. Even with such rules as are there, I have lived all my life with the fear of Man and his hatred, and feel much more at home in a place where he rarely goes."

[banished-to.livejournal.com]

Normally she hangs out with socipathic were-Jaguars and the like. Maybe next time.

"Rather more my mother having been a giant than my father having been a god."

She informs him with a soft laugh; soft, but full and somewhat booming. Hard not to when she's so large,

"I am glad that you are more comfortable now, you seemed so very sad when first we spoke. I have worried."

Distantly, she would admit, but the dead are her task and her people and she has worried when she thought of him.

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"I have made friends here, and have found life to be rather more peaceful than this wretch could truly deserve. As an afterlife, this is not at all an unpleasant one. And what of yourself? I hope that things have gone well for you since we last spoke."