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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 8:01 pm
Shun remained close as Mitsu and Mot first started to speak. When she tried to play it off as if she hadn't lost her memory, he shifted a little while glancing between the two. He thought of bringing that up, but he wasn't entirely certain how to go about doing that at the moment. Did he just say it outright?
"She's... still recovering," he said quietly.
It might have been a bit of an understatement.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 8:03 pm
Mot tilted his head. That collar looked.. odd. Familiar and odd. It wasn't something Mitsu would wear. She was hinting at something. He knew it. A bad feeling welled up inside. "I'm.. okay." He murmured worriedly, shifting his weight to the side.
His gaze lifted to Shun as he spoke. Recovering.. just what did the Hunters do, if anything.
Mot chose not to pry. This was not the environment to ask such things. "Well.. Take it easy then, yeah?" He assured with another soft smile.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 8:23 pm
TG didn't know these teachers. He didn't know the odd looking minipet. What he did know was that he was curious, and he had yet to actually SEE a human, though he had no intention of hugging one. In fact, he just wanted to see if they looked anything like the images in the pictures books he read as a little scarling. If hugging was involved, he'd just pretend he hugged one.
He heard humans gave rashes.
Filing into the auditorium, the imp puffed into a nearby seat and stood up to be able to see over the heads of the other students, his spade tail curling.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 8:24 pm
Nuru saw the posters and heard the announcements. With each day closer to frightday he got more and more excited. He was dying to see the humans again - the regular humans. Not the humans who tried to get grabby with his boilfriend, no sirree. He remembered the haunted house fondly and the sweet lady at the end. Getting to hug a for real human just blew his mind. Hopefully he can get someone to take his picture even.
He watched the others who had beaten him inside the auditorium curiously. Fuzzy floppy ears lifted to eavesdrop.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 8:25 pm
"I will. Just don't be too surprised...if I say something odd?" Her hand lifted so that she could lightly tap the side of her head. "I'm having trouble...remembering everything." Or anything for that matter but her statement made it sound more hopeful.
He seemed uncomfortable now? Did he not want her around? He was shifting and looked worried. Looking unsure Mitsu glanced at Shun again trying to get a reading from the reaper. Was this how they usually were together?
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 8:30 pm
Hamika was unsure what she thought about this whole thing. Hugging humans? What was this concept and why did she get the feeling it had happened before? The zombie ghoul entered the auditorium still very, very confused. But this was an event that needed coverage! Or at least Hamika kept telling herself.
I mean, if normal Amityville ghouls and boils didn't hug her or like being close to her (esspecially drenched), how would humans react to her?
Only one way to fine out.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 8:50 pm
And there it was. Shun grimaced as he took Mitsu's hand into his own while looking to Mot to see how he would react. He was certain the cowboy wouldn't... reject the lycan here or anything like that but he could always be wrong..
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 8:52 pm
Trouble remembering? As in remembering what happened, or.. was it further than that?
"It's okay." Mot said with a big smile. He ruffled the ghoul's hair, much like he usually would. "Just be yourself, and get better. I'm just happy you're alive and well."
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 9:29 pm
Tomoko was there to hug the s**t out of some humans, thank you very much.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 10:20 pm
Lizzy sat in because DETH, and because she did remember Professor QB say something about a field trip for the students that one time she followed him to visit a DETH facility.
Maybe this was that field trip.
Too bad it was impossible to drag Jericho here anymore.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 10:23 pm
Green wasn't necessarily a color the witch preferred in any other manner besides in plants (and even then she liked them grey and adored them in black), but Belladonna refused to let her dislike of a color dissuade her from her mission. And that mission, was Mission: Field Trip. It was massively important that Belladonna attend this field trip, for a variety of reasons that all ranked differently. Firstly, there was Mort. Her dear, precious, slightly broken but still very good Mort. Not only did he need her support in his (continually) trying time, but he also needed to know she was safe. And what better way could she stay safe than be with him? Right? There wasn't any flaw in that idea! Secondly, Belladonna kind of hadn't really participated in anything recently sooooo.... Thirdly, thirdly jackdammit she hadn't been to the Human world. And if this field trip brought her that (even at the expense of hugging a human), then she was all aboard! So with conviction and a bounce in her step, Belladonna entered the auditorium and forced a cheerful smile onto her face. Her fists clenched with the possibility of success, but something was missing. With a wary eye out, Belladonna whirled around and tried to spy Mort in the incoming crowd. He had been right behind her!
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 11:44 pm
Bea was there in the corner, hoping to learn more about DETH.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 12:02 am
He'd returned from the horsemen camp without the mark. He might not remember how, but it was gone, that was all he cared about. He still didn't trust them, those horsemen. They were shady at best. The posters in the hall had him pause. From pro killing humans to hugging humans, King was not sure where the school stood anymore. He wasn't about to hug a human however, that seemed... counter productive to scaring. Still he was curious, wanting to understand just what it was all about, and how they planned to hug and scare. It just seemed backwards to him. Ignoring the badge he entered, looking to the three upfront. He didn't know them. They were not important yet. A glance towards Shun and Mitsu and he smiled slightly. It was good to seem them well. Jack, Uller, Poke- Some rather familiar faces and then some not so familiar. New faces were always welcomed. A small zombie ghoul, the wolfos made his way over to her. "Pardon but are you new here?" He'd never seen her before, but then the school was rather large.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 1:01 am
Taima had been looking forward to this field trip since the posters had started popping up on every available surface. While she had no desire to actually hug anyone, she was curious as to what humans were like--the ones that weren't trying to kill them, anyway. She took the badge from the gnome at the door and stuck it in her pocket, looking around the auditorium at the students gathered until her eyes caught on a familiar face. "Cheer up, big guy," Taima said to Herryk as she walked up to him. "We're only going to hug some humans. I'm sure it won't be that terrible."
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 4:55 am
Seiji didn't want to hug humans. Eat, perhaps, but not hug. He did however feel he should at least attempt to learn a little more about DETH, and what better way to do that then spend an entire trip with them? With a rather thoughtful frown the boil could be found seated near the back, chin planted firmly in an upturned palm. ------------------------------- The djinn was there because she was curious. About humans, about DETH, all of it. A lot of pink drew the ghouls attention to a very familiar witch, and Yaya grinned as she called out to Belle, waving. "Bell, long time no see." She'd caught glimpses of the witch at prom, but she hadn't wanted to interrupt.
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