The OC Above Is Hiding

The helk was taking a walk in the trail of a wooded area, then she detected a smell, very similar. Andrea aapproached a particular tree, because there was an elderly woman behind it, still can be seen due to her height. "Hello it's you again, that incident that I destroyed your house, I'm very sorry, I get extremely upset when I don't receive what I want." Andrea said in a shamed voiced, her ears lowered in sadness. The hybrid then looked at Beatrice, still puzzled about why she was hiding. The reason why the helk quickly detected Beatrice, is that Andrea has very good sense of smell, can even pick up blood many miles away! "Also, umm.. can I take you home and we can have tea together..? I won't destroy the house this time, trust me." Andrea gestured Beatrice to follow her, so that Andrea can comprehend on why Beatrice was hiding.

FOR NP: Andrea hides because of her surroundings. She can tell you to back off, making cranky noises. Andrea specifically hides due to her childhood and has bad memories from her younger years. Convince her to stop hiding by offering tea and pets uwu.

"Uh,hello there miss",Shigella had greeted. He tried to be friendly with his greeting by making sure he didn't have an angry look on him. "You seem very troubled,uhh? I can offer you something nice like pets or maybe even some sweet treats if you like sweet treats. If not,I can make some salty and savoury dishes along with letting you pet my two pet cloudies." The albino waddle doo fidgeted a bit trying to keep a friendly look. He made sure there was some distance between himself and the other person just in case she got too scared.

Follow up filler

Now only a Spirit of his former self, Kai Jia saw a small creature hiding out in a small corner of a building. The Chinese was confused, but knelt down to the small creature. As a CMU (Chosen Magic-User), he was not unfamiliar with magic and the supernatural.

"Hey there, may I ask why you are here, little creature? Hiding from a threat? I can take it out." Kai Jia offered, keeping a distance to make himself look less threatening.

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Note for @NP: Kai Jia usually hides to hide from opponents that want to hunt him down. In the past, this would be due to war like WW2 and the Sino-Japanese War (The second one) (and Kai Jia would be alive at the time), but in the present, it could be linked to racism and hate crimes against his ethnicity. 

"Are you, uh, all right there? I hate to intimidate you like this, you know..."

Digging her boots into the snow, Dolores kept her hands close to her body as she appeared to be speaking to a rocky outcrop sticking out from the usual mountain snow and permafrost. However, a twitch had alerted the elder into thinking that she was addressing... Something. Something sentient, of course. Maybe it was a turtle, maybe it was a rabbit... Maybe it was a helmet?

Dolores, holding her hands together as meekly as possible, paused for a moment and carefully stepped towards the concealed party, continuing to chirp, "It's okay if you find this a bit... Uhhh... Harrowing, though... Old women tend to be intimidating at times, no?" A careful, albeit melodic laugh escaped from her lips as she attempted to lighten up the air around her. "I mean! I hope that I'm not considered a threat, really! I was just... Well... You know... Going... Going on my daily stroll, before the snow picks up... And then we- I- I have to stay in until that subsides..."

Her voice faltered as she continued to chuckle sheepishly, but it also sure as hell didn't stop her from cocking her head as she approached the other more closely. She noticed the bag strewn off to the side before sucking in a breath and articulating her next set of words.

"... I don't want to hurt you, of course," she mumbled, "Just..." The old woman paused to peer over her shoulder, then awkwardly rub the back of her neck. "I... I just think it's best if you... If you come with me. You can stay here for a bit until the snow dies down, and it's safe to traverse the slopes again-" Once more, Dolores interrupted herself in favor of peering up at the skies. In a way, she almost expected retribution for her actions, but at the same time...

She sucked in another breath, then immediately apologized, "- Not that I want to assume anything of you, of course! I'm sure that you'll be fine if you think you can move on your own, but..." Dolores paused again. Almost like a rabbit, she could feel her heart hammering against her chest out of sheer nervous energy... As well as her legs shaking, just in case she needed to step back.

"Please, do be careful," warned the old woman more carefully, "It gets awfully cold around here, and..." She raised a brow at the youth, paying more attention to his helmet than whatever was on his cheek. "... I wouldn't want you to freeze, no? Hiding makes the cold accumulate, though. It's best that you move around a bit. It warms you up..." Another pause. "And I'm not here to hurt you. I promise. Just listen to me as you, uh... Warm up... Okay?"

@ NP: for once, I end up spoilering my characterization notes. wow (/lh). as per usual, though, you don't have to completely heed to these if you don't want to!! feel free to get creative with your response- :3c

maybe I'll also do a follow-up for NP if I have the time...

Maribelle's opinion of Dolores's little cabin was one of love-hate. She liked how warm it was, and she liked that there was actually furniture aside from an old, shoddily-crafted table and singular chair, but she also loathed how high up it was on such a cold mountain, and how it smelled like a dog on the inside. The latter alone was enough to put her on edge. It made her chest feel tight and her senses on edge as she watched for the hound in question.

But, she was forced to be here, anyway. Her father-uncle-whatever dropped her off at his friend's house while he went hunting, which was a bit odd considering he often just left her at home, but perhaps she had been in a... particularly bad mood recently. She practically had a shouting match with the old man in questioned before he finally slammed the door in her face, and she was left with this wretched woman. She hadn't even taken off her shoes when she parked herself on the living room sofa, tracking dirt on the seat as she reclined there with her arms crossed and her expression pouty.

It seemed that the woman in question hadn't yet stepped out of the kitchen. Maribelle could hear things cooking up there, but she certainly wasn't in the mood for interaction. Between the two of them, it felt as though there was a lot of need for lying low. After all, who knows what this pissy little shithead would do, if given the chance? ..Maybe not body Dolores, but yell at her? Sure.

With a scoff, Maribelle sank deeper into the cushion and grumbled not-so-quietly, "Gods, stupid sheepskin bitch."

She was tired of waiting, though, admittedly. She was starving. The past few months, she had lost quite a bit of weight, her uncle struggling to find food over winter. Hopefully spring would bring something pleasant to their little dinner table, but for now, there was Dolores.

"While you're hiding in there, you might as well tell me what you're making!" She shouted, as tetchy as ever. "It better not be stew again. Or anything with venison. I'm so fucking sick of eating venison all the time! By the Gods."

Noel wouldn't hold it against Dolores if she decided to hide in a closet.

for np: Maribelle could hide for a multitude of reasons. If she's in panic or depression mode, chances are she's going to attempt to hide herself, whether physically or emotionally. And, well. She's constantly about to pummel people. If you want to get your character kicked around a bit, she could be lying in wait to ambush them.   She's also a biiiit of a thief, especially when it comes to food. She could try to hide food she stole from your character or their environment, if you'd like? Have fun. She's Satanic.

It'd been a long day at the book store, Bugaboo was just finishing up their shift, getting ready to close the store for the night. They finished ringing up the last customer, and was just getting ready to turn off the lights when they thought they saw someone moving out of the corner of their eye, "Hello?" they asked, turning around, not seeing anyone, and again, seeing something out of the corner of their eye. They walked around the corner, again, seeing no one there. "Hello...?" they repeated, sure that they had seen someone- They heard a small crash, going over to the other shelf to examine what had happened, a few books had fallen off the shelf. They went over, picked them up, making sure there was no damage, and putting them back on their shelf. "Uh, we're closing for the night, I'd have to politely ask you to finish shopping and leave" Bugs said. They've dealt with a few teenagers trying to bypass the workers to stay overnight in the store for whatever reason. They jumped half out of their skin when they turned around to face The God Of Chaos, "Is there anything I can help you with?" they asked politely, trying to hide the fact that they had just been scared. 

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Bugs would most likely be hiding being goofy 

" oh dear child " he called out searching for bugs " what a funny little game were playing " his voice was low and oddly calm. He was looking behind things until he caught sight of the fluff ball. But he was having fun with this and continued to act clueless " why are you hiding?? I will find yooouuu~" he called out then he did see him again hiding behind a plant giggling and being goofy. Serius grabbed him by the scruff " oh what a fun game we have had, wanna take a nighttime walk now??" He asked. Oh poor poor bugaboo had no clue what would happen next.

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Serius would hide either A. He just is in a bad mood and doesn't wish to talk orrr B. If your oc is powerful or scary enough he will hide out of fear. 

     "Oh me oh my, oh my oh me. :)" Smiley hummed. The only other sound that came from him were the heavy thuds of his footsteps and the dragging of his sledgehammer. "Oh dear, oh dear. I can't find you anywhere. :) Are we playing a game? :) Are we playing hide-and-seek? :) I love those games. They make people happy. :) Are you happy right now? Are you trying to contain your laughter and excitement? :) It's making me excited too! I want to see, I want to see! :)"
     The footsteps got faster. Then stopped. Every second felt like an hour.
     Then they started again.
     "You must be so much fun. You must, you must. :)" Smiley practically sang. He sounded farther away. "So many toys, so many toys! :) Even a fun little puppet. :) But your puppet doesn't look very happy, so how can you be happy? :)"
     The footsteps stopped once more.
     "Ah. :)"
     "There you are. :)"

Chances are that Smiley broke in and is thinks he's playing hide and seek.

YO THAT WAS SUCH A GOOD READ
I'm gonna try to reply to that later this week!

Revival time! Claiming brainmaggotz_!

Saffron pursed her lips into a pout, thoroughly examining the spectacled younger party in front of her. She was primarily used to speaking with felines and canines, so interacting with a different species was refreshing to her. However, she was repulsed, not due to the intense scarring on half of Virgil's face, but due to his chill demeanor; it seemed a bit...fake to her. Then again, she was not too used to having conversations without getting side-eyed out of disgust.

The molly had realized that maybe she had remained silent for way too long. She tilted her head up, examining Virgil's expression whilst allowing her nose to crinkle up. Sure, he was cordial during this conversation, but Saffron still felt fairly tense. After allowing her whiskers to twitch, Saffron cocked her head and commented,

"That whole spiel was quite interesting, sir. You sound quite passionate about your career; what do you do for a living? Government? Science? Education?" Upon completing her sentence, she straightened her posture up and stood on the tips of her toes, attempting to appear taller—and, mayhaps, trying to examine the younger party's expression.

"Hm, you're quite lucky to have such an important job, sir. Did you deal with any incidents in whatever you're doing? Especially with, you know..." Upon completing her sentence, she circled a finger around half of her face, vaguely gesturing towards the scarring smothered on Virgil's face. After pouting at him, she planted her hands on her hips and flicked her ear.

"Hey, hey, I'm just curious; no need to get in such a tizzy! Though, that's fairly understandable; where I'm from, secrets and gossip spread like a wildfire. Hell, like, most of my married life ended up in the newspaper, all because my husband is a dog. I'm fairly open about stuff like this thanks to that; if that weren't the case, I wouldn't be spending so much time blathering on about this right now." As soon as Saffron finished speaking, she averted her gaze away, attempting to appear less miffed. With another flick of her ears, Saffron continued to grunt,

"You, on the other hand, would probably be a different story. Sure, you'd still deal with the weird staring from others and the questioning regarding your injuries, but I bet you'd be branded as either a badass or a bitch, depending on how you deal with the attention. Mmh, and judging by this conversation and how judgemental my peers are, you might not have much luck."

As soon as the elder party finished her tangent, she blinked rapidly before examining Virgil's expression once more. She allowed her pupils to dilate whilst she removed her hands off her, searching and unseating her claws in an attempt to distract herself.

"You know what? I've had enough with this topic. Got any gossip? Or maybe the directions to the nearest bar? I haven't visited a human town in ages."

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NP, Saffron is bad at hiding stuff! She's very nosy, and loves to gossip. Though, if she's witholding anything from you, she's most likely doing it a playful manner.

If you're looking for literal hiding, though, Saffron usually stows herself away briefly whenever she's overwhelmed with work (keep in mind that she's a workaholic!) or if she wants to avoid talking about her family (though, this is mostly in fear of getting ostracized even more for her mixed-breed family). Go all out!

It was late at night when Salvador slipped into the bar. The lights were dimmed, and all patrons had left hours ago. The thief hoisted his duffle bag higher upon his shoulder. It was a simple heist. In and out in an hour.
Salvador looked up, as he saw a light still lit in the far back. He was supposed to be alone here. Alone, with all the money he had planned to slip into his pockets.

He held his breath. As silently as a mouse, Salvador crept closer to the light. To the room, that was still occupied. Salvador had to tiptoe to be able to look inside the closed off office. He saw Saffron there. Shite.
The halfbreed was still busy counting money, doing administration work and checking bills. Hidden away from society, and a good night of sleep. Salvador wrinkled his nose. This wasn’t as planned.
The wrinkles on Salvador’s nose grew bigger when their gazes crossed. The thief quickly ducked. But he knew the other had seen him.
Vot.
Quickly, like a rat scared out of his own hiding place, Salvador skedaddled away from the door. From the room and back to the window he’d cracked open.
He knew, Saffron gossip would spread far and fast. It would be mattered of hours before the guards were looking for him. 

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Salvador couldnt believe that the old 'place a shoe as distrection' trick did work. He stood there, one of his foot with a shoe, his other, shoeless. Giving Alex a big uncharismatic grin.
"Watch the shoes," Salvador taunted(?) before bolting off. 

(Sorry in advance if I fucked something up)
Alex burst out of the bar scanning the streets for the Half that pickpocketed his ring box. Fuming he spotted the small man, charging towards the thief. Who quickly ducked into an alleyway he assumed to hide. Getting there he saw a foot dive behind a box. Grabbing the other side of the box he tossed it behind him to reveal...Nothing? In confusion, he looked back around to find the thief had somehow gotten behind him. The detective squinted in disbelief, but now was not the time for hesitation. Running back out to the street he tried to catch sight of the Half again but instead, there was just emptiness and streetlights. Damnit. His mom was gonna kill him for losing those

(NP: Alex sucks at hiding, but he can play mind games with people to mislead