Rhage Dyes Phearsom 3.16.12

Phearsom
*Wakes...crawls out from under the pallet in Zsadist's room. Grabs Elliot and my boot sole, peeks out into the hallway. Coast clear!*
*Races down the hallway to the raisin barricade. Hops up and down on it for good measure. Hears footsteps...runs to Tohrment's room*
*Hides under Tohrment's bed with Elliot and the boot sole. Stays quiet*


Rhage
*I stood looking around the room. It had been weeks since I’d moved in but there were still a few boxes lying around unpacked. Where the fuck did all this shit come from? I didn’t think I was a hoarder, but looking at all this crap? I was obviously wrong. As I started to unpack one of the boxes, going through the items one at a time, I made a note to ask Fritz to get rid of most of the stuff. If I hadn’t looked for it by now I sure as hell wasn’t going to miss anything. Rummaging through the junk packed into the box, I picked up a bottle, reading the label. I flicked the bottle up into the air and caught it in my fist again with a grin, as an idea took root in my head. Oh yeah...I left the bottle on the dresser and opened my door quietly, sticking my head out into the hallway, listening intently.


Phearsom
*Peers out from under the bed, footsteps coming closer. Hopes it’s not the Raisin Giant! Scoots farther under the bed*

Rhage
The house was quiet but for the distant hum from a vacuum cleaner. Probably being wielded by Fritz, intent on banishing the chaos the brothers inevitably left behind them. Glancing around sneakily, I went in search of my furry target, poking my nose into all the bedrooms before finally spotting Phearsom lying curled up under Tohrment’s bed. I walked over and kneeled in front of Arthur, trying not to spook the critter too much* Hey little buddy. How about you and I have some fun, hmm? *I reached out to scratch the little guy’s ears chuckling as he lifted his head and rubbed against my hand*


Phearsom
*wiggles ears, crawls out from under the bed. Bleats and sits on your boot*

Rhage
*I scooped Phearsom up and cradled him in my arms, my hand holding onto his spindly hind legs to prevent any kicking, and carried him quickly to my room* You're gonna look really good, buddy *I snatched the bottle from the dresser with my teeth and hurried to the large bathroom, depositing him in the large marble tub*


Phearsom
*runs around the tub, hopping up and down. Wonders why we are in the water room. Bleats loudly*


Rhage
*laughing as Phearsom hops around in the tub* No kicking, ok? If you're good, you and I can chow down later, and I’ll run interference *I flashed a broad grin at the animal* when Fritz has passed out in apoplexy that is *I reached for the bottle and unscrewed the lid, then squatted down to look at the little goat* So what do you say?


Phearsom
*hears the word "chow", stands still. Sees a strange bottle in your hand...flattens out like a pancake on the tub floor*


Rhage
*frowns as Phearsom splays out in the tub* its not gonna hurt you silly goat *holds the bottle towards you* see?


Phearsom
*looks at the bottle closely, checking for floating raisins inside. Slowly stands back up... looks up at you curiously*


Rhage
*tries to smile reassuringly, wondering if i should hide the fangs* We're gonna make you look good for Tohr, ok? Won't hurt


Phearsom
*thinks you are a good giant, and I will get treats! Hops a little.. still watching you*


Rhage
*laughing as Phearsom seems to agree, I tilted the bottle and poured the contents over the goat, using a rolled up cloth to rub the liquid into his coat. I carefully smoothed the cloth over his little goat face then grabbed a clean towel to mop up the excess liquid from Phearsom’s fur* I think.... We're all done little guy


Phearsom
*blinks and sneezes. Shivers a little from the cold liquid. Waits for you to finish...shakes whole body throwing droplets all over*


Rhage
Ugh! *grabbing a dry towel, I wrapped it around Phearsom and rubbed him vigorously then stood back to look Tohr's little pet over, nodding to myself in satisfaction. I picked little Arthur up and tucked him under my arm, heading down to the kitchen to get some grub for the fluffy trooper* You look... just like your name. Phearsom *whistles as I walk into the kitchen and set Phearsom down to get us some grub, pulling out some leftovers for me and a couple of apples for Phearsom * And you know what's even better? *watches the goat prance and bounce around*


Phearsom
*hops around the kitchen, catches my reflection on the stainless steel fridge... stares* (http://twitpic.com/8x5075) *bleats and runs under the table. [It’s a pickle!] Hides behind a potted plant*


Rhage
*laughs and squats down in front of the plant Phearsom is hiding behind, holding out an apple* Come on little guy. You even glow in the dark now *grins and scratches Phearsom’s flank* No one like you in the world, brave little Phearsom


Phearsom
*Peeks around the plant, slowly comes out. Takes the apple. Wonders why you made me a pickle. Sits on your boot*
*Takes my apple from Rhage , goes down the hall...hides under the grand staircase. Wonders why I shine in the dark. Eats my apple*


Rhage
*grins* OK. Who's next? I still have some green dye left #BDBB