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 Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:17 pm
Enzo's dark eyes widened, his face going pale as he dropped the Imp once more before buckling down into a fetal position, snarling something in Italian under his breath. That seemed to be all the shadows by the trashcans needed, suddenly surging forward to leap onto the little red creature with several outraged squeaks.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:21 pm
Richard took the seat offered to him and smiled, or smiled as much as he could with his lips sewn shut and the massive cuts on either side of them spreading open.
"My, but aren't you the inquisitive type. Tell me, do you always start conversations with questions or do you allow others a chance to breathe now and then? I can't get a word in edgewise, so I trust you're done speaking now so I can say anything and everything?" The ghul was not the fool sort and therefore waited a bit before moving on in conversation, taking the time to think on his words. He knew what to say, he was just waiting on it, and he debated on how hard to chew each word for emphasis. Oh, this was delightful, so delightful.
"My name is unimportant, but if you must you can call me Richard. No nicknames, no shortening, unless you wish for something of a different gift. I have never been here before, I know no people and seem quite content to keep it that way." Richard raised his hands to to level of his face and tapped his fingers together, one after another, until a hollow drumming sound could be heard. "As for what I am, I am a ghul. A demon or undead, take your choice, for that is all I will say. And now," He leaned forward in his chair, the smile back on his face. "What are you?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:23 pm
 Pepin was taken hold of and squealed out of sudden excitement- the valkghoultotallychosetoholdher!! "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT IFHG TFIFIHGHG-"
Pepin grew flustered by the excitement and her voice scratched out into digital noises. "If you don't want want want- to kiss one I will. Only the minipet though!"
She proceeded to watch the Pokemon battle play out as Enzo summoned a rattata swarm. This last bit is ******** with canon. DWI.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:24 pm
Freya's eyes went wide when a cat brushed against her feet, crying out something about being saved from kicking. The cat would have gotten more of a reaction if Freya was big on animals, so she just reached down and pet it once on the head, before giving the boil a shrug. "Is okay. Thas is how animals a-IIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE RATS!"
Freya. Did. Not. Like. Rats.
If anyone needed her, she would be up on this table, perched precariously.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:24 pm
Ah. No response. Her eyes flicked back and away, frowning softly. So many ghouls and boils yelling, some about kissing others about minions. She stepped away, nodding.
"Sorry." She mused softly, slinging her messenger bag to the other shoulder, a faint squeak exiting the bag. Softly, she hissed at the bag to hush quietly, though it only squeaked back.
Fine. She'd find someone else to ask about the shop. But who else were there to ask? Hrm.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:30 pm
CHAOS reigned around Lattice. Fight and then a small cat figure by her legs telling her that its companion would make out with anyone but for the moment she marveled at the fact that she could see the cat fairly clearly at least the paws and tail of it. Oh how charming! The words it had spoken to her were lost and...
Freya screamed. Her head tilted toward where Freya's shape had gone. Oh Jack. She looked over at the Reaper that approached her and talked she gave him a tilt of her head and then shook her head, "Do not harm him please. I do not think I could take much more violence...It is quite alright."
Lattice watched around herself trying to figure out just what was happening all of the sudden, "Freya, please do not be frightened of the small rodents...It is alright," she was trying to be comforting.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:31 pm
Sharpie purred quiet happily at the pets alone, oh yes the pets he loved those. Before he could protest for more pets the ghoul was leaping and kicking her way up onto a table. In the process a foot caught the small Familiar sending him flying away with a trail of ink haphazardly splattering students all around.
"BLAST OFF!"
Shouted the cat.
False only put his face into his palm sighing, "Of all the familiars in your family I got you..." Slowly he glanced up towards Lattice shrugging lazily. "He's actually quite resilient, I haven't found a single was to discipline him since we met." He shrugged somewhat, "Hell the things practically fireproof too considering what our FEAR is."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:35 pm
Again with the dropping. Still, at least Enzo was on the ground with him, and he grinned as he held his tail. "I hope they rot and drop off." He hissed at the other boil, stagging up to his feet.
And then the rats came. Rats the size, at least to TG, of Great Danes, and he staggered back as they raced at him. Looking about, he spotted a lone spork resting on the floor, having been dropped at the foodcourt nearby and kicked over. Grabbing it, he held it out. What he wouldn't do for a body guard or his cockatrice flock to protect him. As it was, he was armed with the power of molded plastic, and the rats paused a moment to consider what he was holding. Did that spork smell like......nacho cheese?
As he held the spork out, he reached back to grab his Eyephone. "Come on. Come on." Was he calling his parents? Enzo knew he wasn't calling him Mummy at least.
One rat lurked, and TG slashed the spork at him. Another charged, and that too was stabbed at. The imp was not made for this sort of physical challenge. He was a demon. He got OTHER people to do this.
At last he found what he was looking for, and a quick app download later, held out his phone. The Scree Rat Repeller flashed a bones and rat skull icon on his Eyephone as it emitted a sound that only rats could hear. Or at least TG hoped. His spork was bent now.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:38 pm
Al quietly nodded the whole time Richard spoke. Biting his lips to keep quiet that is, until they turned the questions back on him. " Ooooh! Hi Richard. Nice to meet you even if you don't share the same feeling.... and... you're a ghoul? You don't look like a ghoul. You look like a boil." He clearly misunderstood Rick. CLEARLY. " As for myself? I'm a faun. A monster." He gave Rick a thoughtful eyeing up and down. Well. Ghouls and Demons don't eat monsters that he knows of. So he /should/ be safe. " You look very very scary by the way. Are you going to scare school? I bet you get top marks." He bobbed his head looking him over for a class pin. " I'm Al by the way." He never gave out his full first name. It was so embarrassingly awful.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:54 pm
Lattice had clearly been too enthralled with talking to the new boil that approached her to note that the poor cat had already been kicked and ... Well...By the time she looked she saw ink flying and her lips pulled into a small frown.
She gazed over to see how TG was fairing and then over at Enzo before she tilted her head back toward the Mystery Boil with a bit of a furrow to her brow that was hidden by her mask, "I see, fireproof, most interesting...I..."
The poor ghoul was so distracted by everything, "I..umm..."
..Yep Lattice was lost. Someone please help!
She shifted a little closer toward the owner of the ink-leaking cat, "..Do you think they'll be okay?" She pointed over at TG and then at Enzo. She knew that once the rats were gone her Freya would be fine and Lattice could try to get her frightened friend off the table.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 4:57 pm
"If you continue to assume I am a female, then I would be more than glad to prove you wrong in the anatomical sense of showing. I am a ghul, not a girl. Please take your brain out of the slang that this school seemingly has instilled into it." Oh, Richard's words were cruel and harsh and yet he spoke as though he were carefully talking in a friendly and kind manner. It almost was as though he were speaking to a child as well, though the words he used would be above a normal child's vocabulary. Or above the vocabulary of his current speaking companion, as it were.
Either way he still drummed his fingers together, listening to this stupid creature prattle on and on and on and on and on. Honestly? Richard thought about reaching in and ripping his tongue out - this 'Al', and seeing if he could still talk that way. It was an amusing thought but the ghul preferred to continue to verbally abuse him. Much less effort and less likely to attract attention. "No, I am not going to scare school - this is my natural appearance. Normally I would not look this way but sadly my meals have been cut off, for now. I plan on alleviating that as soon as possible. Also, stop staring at me like that." Curt, sharp. His words were barbs, but still oh so friendly. "I won't say it's a pleasure to meet you Al, but certainly an experience."
The sound of screaming, the appearance of rats? The ghul barely turned his head to acknowledge such things, seeing as screams were far more delightful as a background music than whatever the trash they were playing happened to be.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 5:00 pm
He could only grin offering a hand to the ghoul, "Fireproof because we're a Pyromancer team. I ahh use him to create fire and he tends to be rather resilient to it." The boil waved his hand towards the cat who was now happily trotting over with a rat in his mouth to sit between Lattice and False.
Meanwhile Lattice leaned in whispering to False and he could only shrug, "Dun know honestly. Though I want to put money on the little imp one. He seems witty to get that phone thing to drive them away."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 5:07 pm
Ah, two people speaking. Good. Just two. Boils? Yes. Shifting her bag slightly and hushing the small minipet inside, approaching the two. Ah, this would be fine.
"Hello." Briefly, she considered slipping the strings to her hood so they closed over her face entirely. No. She'd just look stupid... 'Jack... This is annoying.'
"Do any of you know where the minion shop is? I...can't find it." Briefly she glanced at the hoofed boil, then at the other undead. Ah. Undead, she preferred those types. Offering a toothy smile at the undead, she twitched when Gremele popped his head out, the blue Hazmutt pawing at his owner with exposed claws.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 5:12 pm
Freya looked like a cat on a hot tin roof, perched on that table, inching further and further away. She may possibly fall off the other side if things continued as they did. It was a mystery.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 5:20 pm
"Ah I see..I see. Resilient. Such a nice creature he is," she murmured almost admiringly. It dealt with ink. She couldn't help it. She loved ink things. Shush.
She nodded a bit and uttered a small giggle, "Yes he does seem very clever! TG is very smart. I just..want the rats to be gone so that my friend can stop worrying..." Without thinking about it a pale hand reached out to grasp the boil's hand that she'd been talking to and tugged him closer and then waved at Pepin.
"Please let us stay with her and keep her stable and protected...?" Lattice was at a loss otherwise
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