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 Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 7:24 pm
"Nope, not Mookey. What the Jack is a Mookey anyway?" Really, Mookey? The Hell? He flinched when a chocolate was flicked at him. trying to catch it before it bounced too far away. He missed, but the pup on the floor certainly enjoyed it. Err, whoops. Oh well, he'd just reach in and get another one from the box! That was easy enough! He reached in to claim a new one. "They are delicious, thanks! Get me one next time?" It was much easier to ask for a box than it would be to keep stealing from her. But then again, stealing from her was awesome. "Who's Lark anyway? Why d'you want her to like you so much?" It was curious to him, all this effort for someone new.
"You've got two guesses left, by the way." He informed her, smirking. "Wonder what I should ask for if I win~"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 7:43 pm
"YOU'RE A Mookey, Mookey!" She yelled, while poking him in the ribs. "Leas' yeh are now!" She didn't yell when he took another chocolate, simply because it was clear she was no longer saving them - and sharing chocolate was much easier for her than sharing meat. After all, she was still touchy about her weight.
"Lark is my best friends best friend." Freya answered with a soft, genuine smile. "And I wants her to likes me, so we can all be friends when he comes to schools here. Yeh knows?" She picked at the chocolates again, sighing softly. "Kind of hopings we all gets along. Or else.. is goings to be weird." She picked up another chocolate, and held it out to him in the palm of her hand this time.
"Okays I guess more but I'm still callings yeh Mookey if I don't like yehr real nickname." She looked around the room, trying to decipher any clues.. "Is it.. Messy Mac?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:02 pm
"AM NOT." He yelled back, after giving an oof noise at the jab to the ribs. Well, it would only be fair, right? He poked her right back, but at least he was nice enough to not poke her breast. Since, you know, she had a boilfriend and he was keen on not dying. This ghoul was loud, who knew if that carried on in the secret keeping department.
"Ah, that makes sense. But uh, does she even like chocolate?" Mac looked down at the offered chocolate, and plucked it from her palm. The chocolate received a stare of scrutiny. "'Cause if you go to her door like you did mine, s'more like yer trying to date her" The gifted candy wasn't eaten yet, but he did stare at her hands. "Did you touch this one? Does it have your germs on it?" And, more importantly. "Is it going to make me blonde, too?" It was a very serious question!
"Strike two, next?" HIS ROOM WASN'T THAT MESSY, COME ONNNNNNN~ Okay maybe it was, but shhh.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:18 pm
A poke fight? She was all for it. Freya prodded him in the ribs twice, once to make up for his and once just to be the winner. He did have a point, though. "I don't know what she likes.. I just figured.." A date? She giggled, picking out a chocolate and smushing it between her fingers. "Ghouls can gives other ghouls chocolates withouts thinking they wants to dates them, Mickey." Was that her third guess? You betcha. "Is not the same as with a boil. Anyway, I would have explains - I DON'T HAS GERMS!" She reached out, took the chocolate out of his hand, and shoved it in his mouth. "Now yehll be blondie Mac foreverrr. FOREVER!" She sat back and licked her fingers. "Least I promise I'll do yehr hair?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:57 pm
"OW! Oooh ghouly, you're asking for it!" He growled, poking her not once, not twice, but thrice, because that was how he rolled. "Mickey's a stupid name, stop that this instant." A fourth poke for good measure, followed by a hostile somewhat lax attempt at messing up her hair.
"You do---ooomfh! Mac choked for a moment on the sudden introduction of chocolate to his mouth, swatting her hand away with both of his. Eventually the piece was chewed well enough and swallowed, and only then did he give a playful tug on her braid, grabbing the end and holding it against the side of his head. "Don't think it's quite my colour, nice try blondie."
He would dramatically die later, if he remembered.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:04 pm
"NO!" He was winning the poking war, and that was not - DID HE JUST MESS HER HAIR!? Freya put the chocolates down on the floor, and held her hands out like claws. "Do yeh knows nothing, boil?" She threatened, grinning ferally. "Yeh never mess with a ghoul's hair. NOW YEH MUST PAYS WITH YEHR LIFE!"
She lunged at Mac, hands reaching for his head, and proceeded to mess his hair so much that static started forming. It was an attack for the ages.
When she was done destroying any semblence of a hairdo he might have had, she flipped her hair over and it flanked his head completely. "There. NOW yehr a blondie, Mookey. And yeh look like a princess!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 8:19 pm
"YES." Mac cried right back, proving once more how mature he was. "Oh I'm so scared!" He drawled out sarcastically until she really did lunge at him, making him give an oh-so-graceful ACK and an equally graceful fall backwards onto the couch. He tried to grab her hands before she could fight him but alas, the harpy Valkyrie was too quick, and-----owwwwwwwwwww!
"Still not my colour, sorry." He informed her, taking this opportunity to put his hands on a pretty ghoul, sorry herryk (and pinch) see if she was ticklish.
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 8:29 pm
"Yeh don't even knows-NO!" Freya's attack was thwarted by fingers that made her squirm like a child in his arms. "No nonononoSTOP OKAYS FINE NO BLONDES FOR YEH STOP AUGH-" She screeched in laughter.
Even though Freya curled inwardly, her instinct to automatically counteract the attack with a similar function. She reached out, and with the skill of a ghoul who grew up with eight other ghouls, she tickled the hell out of Mac.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 8:33 am
"VICTORYYYY----EEEAH" Mac burst into laughter as his attack was retaliated, squirming against her and beginning the (however in vain) battle to grab her wrists and make her stop. Normally he wasn't too ticklish, but for some reason, today, he most certainly was.
When trying to grab her arms failed, he did the first thing he could think of; he wrapped his arms around her in a bone crushing hug.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 12:10 pm
This kind of epic battle was familiar to Freya. Even though she hardly knew Mac, he was easily reminding her of the way things were back home. She wasn't being gentle with the boil, often trying to grab his head in a headlock and failing miserably - but when her arms were suddenly pinned down in a hug, her eyes widened at the sudden loss of power.
"NNnnnnnooOOOOO!" She squealed, wiggling like a worm in his arms. She couldn't tickle him, she couldn't even reach anything with her fingers, and she made a wonderful show of trying to get out of his arms - until finally, when her body started to ache, she let out a long, frustrated sigh and fell limp against him.
She wasn't going to admit that he'd won, but it sure did seem that way. "Yehr a fine opponent, Mookey." She murmured, her head dropping down into his shoulder in defeat. "I guess no blondes for yeh."
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 6:58 pm
Mac fought valiantly against this Harpy Valkyrie, managing to avoid headlocks and various other things in his squirming to get her to stop already. He was just about to cry uncle when his desperate hug-cling seemed to work, but he didn't loosen up until she started to talk.
"You're...okay." The Reaper teased breathlessly, his everything still hurting from their little battle there. For a moment or two he just lay there, getting his breath back. He had to admit that this was nice, feeling another body - a female body - against his. Clothes and all. Slowly his grip on her loosened, and soon his fingers trailed up her spine, sliding under her soft wings until his hands buried gently into her hair.
"I do like blondes, though." He said innocently...before shoving her off of him.
She had a boyfriend, he wasn't going to risk it.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 7:17 pm
Freya laughed when he said she was 'okay', accepting that despite her loss in this most epic of battles, he still thought she was pretty cool. Unfortunately, this fun little game came to a startling halt when his hands brushed up under her wings. It was a devastating blow to her casual attitude, as her breath sucked in and her eyes widened to saucers. Bad touch, bad touch - she brought her hands down, palms pressed against the couch even as it got worse, and they buried into her hair. Mac had taken several far too forward steps on her body, ending it by shoving her off him at the same moment her palms pressed down on the couch to push herself off.
She went flying.
Landing on the floor with a thud, she rubbed her head, and shuddered as if she could still feel his fingers in her wings. Her cheeks were red as beets, and eyes narrowed to slits, and she waved a finger at him threatingly. "OI. Yeh can likes blondes all yeh wants, but watch where yeh puts those hands. We're just playings, not.. yeh knows."
Geez, she hardly knew this guy. Maybe she shouldn't.. be.. alone in his room.. hey, how about that. Freya was the Queen of Good Decisions.
"So I takes it from the way yeh manhandles me that yehr not dating, Mookey?" She pulled her knees up, wrapped her arms around them, and decided that yes, it would be better if she stayed sitting on the floor, rather than returning to the couch.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 3:29 pm
"I know." Mac said simply, happy enough to take up space on the couch by himself. He honestly did feel bad, a little bad, because there was that greater part of him that still believed what he was doing was cheating; the break up wasn't for real if it was based on lies, right? ...Right? "And I'm sorry, really." His mood seemed to shift almost instantly, deciding to take great pains to not look at her.
"Err, yeah. It's...a recent development." He said with a flinch, keeping his eyes downcast. The boil who had been sneering at her went...where?
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2011 3:34 pm
Well, that changed things. Clearly Mac wasn't trying to do anything funny, if he was apologizing to her about it. He returned to her good graces almost instantly, her brilliant smile a testament to that. Unfortunately, the smile was short-lived - she saw that flinch. Ouch, a recent break up. The poor boil.
Freya pushed herself back up to her knees and patted him on the shoulder. "That sucks hard." She used such eloquent words to comfort him. "I'm sorry to hears it. It gets easier though, after some times has past. I should knows. And look at me, I'm still smilings, right?" She squeezed his shoulder and a half-cocked grin replaced her pout. "Yehll be smilings again soon, too. Just gotta weather the storms. Ah.. yeh knows what yeh needs?"
She turned around, picked up the box of chocolates, and held it out to him. "A pretty lady bringings yeh chocolates."
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 9:19 pm
"It does." He would not however, tell this ghoul why or how. It didn't seem to interest her either, so he'd likely have a bit of time to build up an excuse. Later. But for now? Yeah, for now it was entirely a pity party for Mac. An outside third party that, to his knowledge, didn't know either himself or his ex-ghoulfriend was nice; she was someone to talk to without the possibility of everything blowing up in his face again. At least not immediately.
"Brightest one ever" He assured her in regards to her smile, leaning a little closer when she squeezed his shoulders. But, this time, he kept his hands to himself. Thoroughly to himself, even going as far as to hold his hands between his knees. See, Freya? Not touching you again, promise.
"And tickling me, apparently." Chuckling, he did dare move one hand - one - to take a single piece of chocolate and pop it into his mouth. After a moment or two of thoughtful chewing, hw looked at her out of the corner of his eye. "I'm sure I'll smile again, but it's just...I really like the ghoul, really." But that was exactly why he had to do it. "Yanno...you're very sweet to a boil you just met...it's a real pity you're not single." It was hard to tell if he was joking or not, but he sighed regardless.
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