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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 8:54 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 7:27 pm
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s**t. How could she have forgotten about the pictures he had? Immediately Riyo's laughter was silenced, her calculating mind trying to rush to a solution. What should she do? What could she do?
Packing away her eyephone, the ghoul's hands tightly grasped the strap of her bag. She couldn't find another man this late in the game, probably couldn't convince Titus by ways of flirting, and she certainly wouldn't complain about the unfairness of the boil's tricks. If she was going to lose, it wouldn't be begging for mercy. She would go down with a fight.
"Well then Titus." Riyo spoke quietly after clearing her throat, back still turned towards the boil. "I guess if you're going to start spreading that rumor, we should make it look convincing, no?" One could almost hear the grin in her voice as she immediately turned around, claws positioned and prepared for an assault on the boil's body. "Ima make you squeal like a pig." And with that, the demoness lunged at the boil for possibly the third time today. Pictures? Oh, if she found those pictures on them, she was prepared to rip them into little shreds, along with any skin her nails could sink into.
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 8:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 11:00 pm
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"You know what Titus? Yeah, I want you. I want you like a bottle of flat wine or an undercooked meal!" The feline hissed, the shredded pictures now lost to the wind, like little CMYK snowflakes.
When Titus floated off, Riyo was not able to grab hold this time. Or, more than likely, she didn't want a repeat of last time. "HEY. HEY NOW. LOOK WHAT WE GOT HERE. I DIDN'T KNOW CHICKENS COULD FLY!" She shouted, cupping her hands to her mouth as if to amplify her voice. "WHO WOULD WANT A MAN LIKE YOU ANYWAYS IF ALL YOU DO IS RUN AWAY LIKE A LITTLE GHOUL WITH HER FRILLY PINK PANTIES IN A BUNCH? I HOPE YOU'LL TRUST ME WHEN I SAY THIS GIVEN THAT I'M A VALID SOURCE FOR SUCH INFORMATION, BUT YOU, TITUS, ARE A BIG. <********>. p***y!"
Oh, all the anger in the world couldn't describe the look in Riyo's eyes when she shook her fists at the fleeing nightmare demon. If she could taunt him down, that would satisfy her more than any form of verbal or physical abuse.
"Poor widdle baby Titus wet his widdle tighty whities cause the big mean ghoul was gonna beat him up. B'aaaaaaaw. B'AWWWW!" Then she started shouting at the crowd and pointing up where the boil was fleeing. She'd caught a couple of people's attentions, at the very least.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 2:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 4:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 5:27 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 5:47 pm
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And suddenly Riyo was no longer having fun. Her mouth closed, but her smile didn't seem to waver. She wouldn't let it. Her eyes sank to the ground like a led zeppelin. "You know what? You just... Enjoy those pictures." Suddenly she remembered just how under-dressed she really was. Slut. Floozy. Whore. How could she forget about something so serious? It was unfair on all levels. Riyo always dressed so conservative. She'd never even looked at a man that way, and no matter how hard she tried, she was still called a whore. Just like when she was five. Just like nothing had changed. What was worse was that it would only spread come tomorrow. Like wildfire. And there was not a single, solitary thing she could do about it. This was her fault. She'd dug the grave... Now it was time to lay in it.
Turning around, her ears drooped as she started walking in the direction of the exit, pausing as she noted the red shoes in her bag.
"Have these too. I'm not going to wear them again." The feline mumbled and carelessly tossed them in the dirt. She would've probably done the same to the dress if 1. that hadn't left her naked, and 2. it hadn't been Xiu's in the first place.
"Congratulations. You win the bet." She tried to sound as gracious as she possibly could given the circumstances, but it ended up sounding more sullen than anything. Yes, she planned to walk as far as she could back to the dorms. And yes, she planned to do it barefoot.
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 5:59 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2012 5:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2012 5:14 pm
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At about two in the morning, Riyo finally walked through the door of the demon dorms.
It had taken her that long because she actually walked all the way back, instead of taking a cab as they had traveling to the theme park. Unlike her usual self, the ghoul was slouching, finding no energy to sport anything other than a forlorn expression. No point in hiding it right now. She was sad. Upset even. Not only had she lost the bet, but at the very end Titus had the gall to call her a floozy. Honestly though, considering everything she'd done today, the feline felt like a floozy. As if she had deemed herself worthy of the title. She felt ashamed, but at the same time, disheartened that she had lost. She supposed it didn't matter if you put a bow on a mangy cat. It wasn't pretty, it was just a mangy cat with a bow, and probably looked more ridiculous than it did before...
Yes, she was just a mangy cat with a bow on its head. A false advertisement. And now she would be a slutty mangy cat with a bow, once Titus started spreading that rumor.
The feline let out a long, quiet sigh as she finally managed to step in. Her feet were bare and dirty, probably a little cut up, though she hadn't sat down to examine them. Her eyes seemed glued to the floor, though she did manage to glance at Deacon once, and once she did, her tired eyes managed to shoot him a nasty glare.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 1:56 pm
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And he was still sitting in one of the cushy armchairs, now sleeping with his neck at a curiously awkward angle.
It was as though the glare from the ghoul was his wake up call. If his usual wake up calls came in the form of him startling awake and bolting upright in a chair. Maybe it was one of those falling dreams. The way he looked around to remember where he was (which took a moment) certainly made it plausible.
"R-Riyo?" Deacon stammered, his eyes suddenly going wide. "What the hell happened!" Oh Jack why did his neck hurt. "I was trying to help you, couldn't you guess that? But you just left. Left me there with those..." he made a distasteful grimace. "Dogs."
He pushed himself up in a rush, apparently (and rightly) figuring that if he didn't she was going to bolt to her dorm and slam the door in his face. Not that she couldn't do that anyway, but at least if he was right behind her he could try and get a few more words in.
"So how'd that date go? You win that little bet of yours? I was going to ask you, but you high-tailed it out before I got the chance. Nuk was supposed to show up, too. Yeah, I'm sure you remember him. You rather would have taken a date from him. Just think; you could have had that chance." Minus the fact that Nuk never showed, but that was entirely beside the point.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 2:46 pm
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This was obviously no time to confront Riyo about anything at all.
She wasn't sure why Deacon thought he was such a special snowflake in her eyes, especially after the s**t he'd pulled that fateful night, but it looked like a six foot deep grave wasn't enough for the male bakeneko.
As the boil kept talking, the feline suddenly stopped her advances forward towards her room. Even if she wanted to, she didn't have the energy to run from him tonight. The glare she had shot him turned into something more disgusted as her back straightened out so she could appear taller. Obviously she wouldn't be taller than him, but every inch counted, right?
"Oh. I suppose you're waiting for the part where I apologize for leaving my knight in shining armor behind, huh?" Riyo wasn't going to hide the fact that she was seething. There would be no surprise punchline, only a raise in her voice. "First of all? The fact that you followed me is disgusting in and of itself. Which means you knew about the bet. Which means you had been eavesdropping on me and my companions." That part she really wasn't surprised over, however.
"But you know what's worse? You were certain I'd need help. So much help that you tried to recruit your friend." And now she was both disgusted AND hurt.
"Oh, but wait. You just... Had to add a cherry on top, didn't you?! You think that, for some reason or another, I'd be interested in hooking up with your friend because of aesthetic reasons, yes? So, not only do you think I'm ugly, but you think I'm some shallow tramp, too. Thanks Deacon. You have no idea how much I needed that after today. Thank you for reaffirming everything I was dwelling on during the loooong walk home."
Her hands went to her lips as she looked him over. Not like a woman looked over a man, but as an artist would look over a mediocre piece of art. "Congrats. No man has ever made me feel lower than you do. Not even Titus."
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 7:25 pm
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