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[Log] Up the Beanstalk

Characters: All who want to investigate the beanstalk
Open? Obviously :D
Where: On the outskirts of Schwanheim
When: All day
What: A giant beanstalk has made an appearance in a field outside the capital. You all know how this goes.

The beanstalk that Gretel had planted was now spindling up from the ground out of sight into the clouds, almost five feet thick in diameter as it twisted and turned upwards into the sky.

Not very far from the base lay a large lady's compact mirror, at least a foot in diameter, stuck in the dirt, it's mirror shattered. The powder lay in clumps and dust all around it, metal bent and warped. The design on the back, however, was still intact, the impact mostly having damaged the bottom half.

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The cat-smelling girl was saying bad things about Loki! Faolan glared at her.

"Don't know! Cleaning smells like lab! TV sounds like lab! Baking could be poisoned! Don't know! People can be bad!"

He did have to admit that the only thing that made him inclined to think they were was memories of the lab, but that didn't negate his point! Just because they hadn't seen the giants being cruel didn't mean anything. They hadn't seen the giants at all, yet.

Loki had, of course, taken an immediate and entirely illogical dislike to this girl (and the fact that there was no real cause for it at all didn't bother him in the least), but having Faolan defend him was somehow a bit embarrassing.

He turned, and nodded towards -- well, whatever doorway was nearest and looked most promising. With one final glance at the girl, he started that way.

Bay was suddenly feeling very much reminded of home, this said a great deal about her family life. She offered the girl a pleading look as her own brand of apology, and glanced around the house. Loki and the kid seemed to be out of their element up here as none of this matched with down on the ground.

"So, show of hands, who here has met a giant living in a house out of Leave it to Beaver? Because right now I think its safe to say this is new for all of us," her tone hushed but stern, like you would expect in a theater or while avoiding catching the attention of parents while you and your brother argue in the next room. Obviously next time she goes adventuring she should talk to as much of the party as possible before climbing a beanstalk, "What are we even hoping to do up here anyway?"

Right now Bay was hoping she could find some soda, a single can here could probably last her a few weeks if she could get it down and keep it cold. But that was hardly a priority at the moment. Her priority is that if they argue like this much longer they could attract attention and annoying the giants wasn't on her agenda.

The nearest room, opened up to the livign room was clearly the kitchen, with wood walls and cabinetry in mixed pink, white and wood. In addition to the cooling rack of cupcakes, there was a waiting bowl of frosting, and the soft ticking of a kitchen timer, baking dishes were set to dry and a pair of cookbooks rested on the kitchen table. It was clean and brightly lit.

The refrigerator, white with rounded edges that made it look pleasantly plump. Bay will have a bit of trouble getting up to haul it open, however, as she only comes up to about the middle of the bottom half, not quite tall enough to get an easy grip on the handle.

From behind the group comes the still faint sound of a woman's voice singing a touch off key along with the theme music to the TV show on the TV. It's getting closer.

Faolan looked over his shoulder at the girls, blinking once. "Faolan wanted to climb," he answered succinctly.

He turned back around, scampering away from Loki to explore all the new smells of the kitchen. In here, it didn't seem so threatening.

"Faolan followed me," murmured Loki. "Entirely without permission." With thin lips curled into a little, quiet smile.

He considered possible results: that the giant would spot them and panic, that they could hide and watch her... perhaps, now, the best choice was to take a page from Thor's book, much as Loki disliked it. Hiding could be counterproductive.

Loki paused at a doorway. Slipped out one of his knives and rapped the handle on the frame, as though knocking. The knife slipped away, hidden again, and he called: "Hello?"

The look Bay shot at her was noticed and appreciated, even earning a rare smile from Koma. She and the other explorers certainly hadn’t done anything to apologize for, but it was a nice gesture all the same. This one seemed to have an easy going carefree nature that appealed to her.
And the girl’s reference to a dated television show was very humorous. Koma wondered how many of these others would understand it or if they were from times much different than her own. But, just like the boy’s curious mentioning of ‘a lab’ this didn’t seem like the time or the place to ask about those things.

“At least some one had a good reason for coming.”

Climbing of course, was a good enough excuse since Koma herself had felt the need to climb up and at least look around enough to satisfy her curiosity. Provoking an encounter with the people who lived here did not sounds like a good idea to her.

The singing stopped. "Oh deary me..." came the slightly quiet response, sounding as if the giant was talking to herself. "Company at this hour? I hadn't expected that. Oh dear, oh dear, and with that hole in the floor too, oh my... Just a minute, dears!" She called out before the sound of foot steps could be heard going away from the kitchen.

That seemed promising, at least.

"Remember your manners," he murmured, to the other two. "And flattery rarely goes amiss. If you are afraid, come to my side, and I will cast us invisible. No matter what is said of me -- I will not leave a companion, not when it is in my ability to stay."

The words fall well on his tongue. Strong, clean.

Bakura nodded. "And I can shield if need be," he offered in a very quiet tone.

Koma was far more interested in listening for the sound of the giant's footsteps than she was anything else. That giant must have very good hearing indeed if she had been able to make out their mice-sized voices even over the noise of her own television set.

It was a little comfort that she did sound nice enough. Of course Koma had met many creatures over the years that, while they sounded nice, were actually quite evil.

What would this creature really be like? Koma decided to wait and see... at an appropriately standoffish distance. Cats did like to do that.

The voice didn't sound scary. There was backup, which meant he was safe.

Thus, time to investigate!

Faolan sniffed a few times and padded off in the direction of the giantess.

Bay bit back the urge to say 'we represent the lollipop guild' and tried to look respectable when the whole world seemed sure she was a thief. She almost wished she were Borrower sized, that thought being squished by memories of Tom and Jerry cartoons her dad and brother watched.

But, the smaller size would have meant hiding wouldn't require magic. Even if she doubted much trouble on the horizon given she was definitely flashbacking to reruns of the Brady Bunch. "Flattery would work best if we focus on how well she keeps her home," Bay added, as a suggestion. Giants in stories didn't care about that, but sitcom housewives of the 60s did.

"Faolan!"

A put-upon sigh, and Loki follows the boy, keeping him in sight. He is reminded of once when Thor was cursed to speak and act like a child, and Loki was tasked with guarding him.

The presence of a child would hopefully stir the giantess' heart.

Hearing his name, Faolan turned away from the new doorway he had found and bounded back to Loki. He grinned up at the man as if saying 'Hi, Daddy!'

"Dear dear dear me, this really won't do," the giantess's voice grew louder again as she came into sight. She was very domestic looking, wearing a simple green dress and putting on a set of gold clip on earrings as she bustled down the hallway towards the door. "Maybe if I move the--"

She paused, taking a small step back as she spotted the intruders. "Oh my. I didn't realize it was that sort of visitors...!" she exclaimed, putting a hand over her chest with a slight shocked expression.

"What do you mean that sort of visitors?"

This lady made it sound like they were a bunch of thieves or something...
oh... wait...

"We were just curious when the vine grew all the way up here."

Which was true of her, she had just been curious. Koma assumed the others might have been as well.

Loki gave a deep bow. "Forgive us, my lady," he said, his tone soft and respectful. "We have found ourselves accidental intruders in your home; the beanstalk grew from our realm." He gave a glance back at the thief-girl as though to say leave the talking to me, and returned his gaze to the giantess. "My name is Loki, Prince of Asgard, and God of Mischief."

"And a prince at that? Oh deary deary me!" The giantess fanned herself with her hand a moment. "I wasn't expecting this, though I should have with the hole in the floor, now shouldn't I? Oh dear..."

She moved to sit in a near by chair, hands folding neatly in her lap. "I'm so sorry, dears, I haven't a clue what's proper in these sorts of situations, I've never met any of you little people before. Would you like a cup of tea?" She paused. "Oh dear, do I have any cups that small? If I still had some of dear Bobby's things from when he was a babe, but those went to Mary when little Theodore was born... maybe Martha's tea set..."

"You are too kind," assured Loki, "and your hospitality does you credit, but you must not put yourself out on our account. We are, after all, uninvited guests."

He touched a hand to Faolan's shoulder, unspoken permission to leave Loki's side.

"Are smaller visitors common here?" he asked.

Faolan snuggled close for a moment, then went bounding over to look up at the giant. As a small child, he was quite used to looking up at people and the relative difference of regular adult versus giantess meant very little [despite the great amount of difference]

"Faolan doesn't want tea. Faolan wants milk."

"Well bless me, of course you can have milk," the giantess smiled before looking back over at Loki. "Well, I heard that Beatrice had one a few months back, a horrid little boy who robbed her blind, I heard, nothing like the one that Marietta had last year who helped her with her chores. He still comes to visit, I hear, something about trying to make himself an ambassador so he could make it his job to come visiting. Isn't that just the most wonderful idea for a career? But I hadn't heard of any of you coming this far out, we're all the way on the edge of town, you know, practically out into the woods! It's really a shame, but Richard insisted that this was where he wanted to live, and after all the commotion with Harold and the boys, well, I couldn't just tell him no," she sighed. "It just gets so dreadfully lonely, especially with Richard spending so much time at work and Mother being all the way at the capital."

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I keep forgetting Bakura's in this scene @_@

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