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Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2013 10:40 pm
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Momo watched Hal dunk his head in and swirl it around the water for a moment before he had to turn away, his face breaking out in a huge grinn. he didn't know why it was so funny, but seeing Hal bent over double, moving his head around in circles, his hair following lazily, was hilarious! he snorted, covered his mouth, and couldn't hold it back anymore, starting to laugh. "let-" he started, trying to control himself, "let me know - if you need - help."
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Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2013 7:56 am
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That seemed to wet most of it, but he couldn't see the dirt. "Momo," he started, pausing as he heard a snort, "Momo?" he turned his head, before lifting, hair falling flat and sticking, water trickling down in small streams down his face and neck. He looking like he was trying to laugh, or to hold it in.
"You can laugh." he commented, figuring out why the man was sniggering and chuckling and turning red in the face. "When you're done though I will need help. shall I just stay down here and continue?" and with a grin bent his head back down and repeated the motion.
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 06, 2013 8:59 am
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Hal laughed and stopped, the slap making him try and stifle his laughter. "Oh, we learn from the best, my friend." he commented, closing his eyes again. "Without you as a friend I would have as much humor as a grain of sand." Relaxing, that was the word. "This is nice. This is, relaxing. Comforting." he murmured, thinking of more synonyms. "Soothing. Tranquilizing." he continued, picking out words. "Of course I have short hair, so you are much closer to my scalp then I am to yours. I must take note to do this to you."
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 9:26 pm
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"I like your hair that way to, Monoki. I was simply stating a fact." He lifted his head out of the water as he was toweled off, eyebrows knitting into worry at the mention of his neck. "Yes sir." His warnings were going off, mild warnings, saying he could do it but that it was a bad idea.
He undid the first clasp, the hard fabric loosening and flopping down. Underneath was an area with no artificial skin, instead thin cords that acted like the nerves and muscles of his neck, delivering electric data from his main computer in his skull down to the rest of his body, and the main 'skeleton' was blue metal, the bones of his neck fully visible. "Just the fabric." he murmured, looking down at the plastic fabric. "Though my wires should be clean. Can you check." and lifted his chin.
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Your Missing Period Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 12:18 am
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Momo rolled onto his side, "well, here's to hoping that you are faster than a hungry dog. worse comes to worse i'll be one bite lighter for a while." he yawned and, very much like a child, was asleep as soon as his eyes closed. there were times where he would lay for hours, trying to fall asleep, but thankfully tonight wasn't one of those nights.
If only the night had continued as well off as it started. Momo was plagued by nightmares, his sleeping form showing no outward signs of what played within his head. It had only been for a moment, but it seemed that his flash of memory from his younger years earlier was still influencing his mind. once more he was small and helpless, weak with only one arm to defend himself against the gathered bullies. his body ached as they kicked and scorned him, laughing as he tried to protect his neck and head with one, thin arm. his dream shifted and he was a little older, a little stronger and instead of one, he had two arms, one flesh on machine. it made little difference to his tormentors, now they had something to tie the living wrist to rather than leave it free. the tormentors were older now too, their bodies and minds developed to inspire crueler 'play' that hurt more than the beatings and left him shivering and cold, broken in ways that he still suffered from.
Momo sat up, his eyes wide as he looked around the room. they landed first on the maned wolf that had lifted its head sleepily at his sudden movement. he dismissed it and saw what he had been looking for. Hal was where he'd been when Momo fell asleep, against the couch. "hey, is there a water bottle next to you? need a drink?" his voice rasped slightly, his throat dry from the after effects of his nightmares.
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