Little Shop of Horrors [The Seventh Egg]

The plant seemed to hiss. It was humid inside the conservatory, unnaturally heavy compared to normal, and the stink was everywhere.

It looked like a cross between a flytrap and a pitcher plant, with rows of serrated green spikes along the rim of its 'mouth.' They looked too much like teeth for anyone's liking.

A vine snaked forward along the rows of flowers, moving along the ground like a snake, and shot forward to try and twist around the girl's ankle.

"Watch your feet!"" a girl's voice shouted as an already bloodstained blade went sailing through the air in an arch towards the creeping vine. A young student, no more than fourteen, had come in search for another egg. From the knee down it appeared she was wearing deep red socks.

The butcher's knife sliced through the sneaky tendril, burying itself into the ground as well. The newcomer emerged; she was a tiny girl, the youngest Mclochland sister. Amelia stood fifteen feet away from the other girl. By a quick glance, she guessed the other hadn't been here long, nor had she expected to see this positively ugly thing.

Oddly enough, the plant reminded her of something from an ancient video game, but she just couldn't put a name to it... Oh well.

"Hey, ah, did you plan on meeting this thing?" Well, that was a dumb question. This girl looked surprised and exhausted. "You looking to fight or just rest?" The question was sincere, not a hint of sarcasm could be detected. Amelia slowly crept towards her knife, keeping an eye on the plant, but also detecting if someone unseen would attempt to steal the egg.

OOC: I could've sworn Kitty was in this topic, but her post isn't anywhere to be found. Did it ever exist? Am I just hallucinating? Is this whole topic even real? Am I real?

IC: A greenish fluid spurted out from the severed vine like blood as the knife came flashing through. Seeming almost angry, if a plant could be angry, more tendrils came swinging through the air toward the newcomer, looking to knock her off her feet.