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Posted: Fri Jan 11, 2013 9:01 am
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Roch miiiight have had a bit more time now that he and Amphi were taking a bit of a break. Maybe, just a little. So far he'd done lots of constructive things with it! He'd interviewed people about hunters, helped rescue Jericho from insanity, had an eating competition with G and Nahm--all good things, right? Although, seriously, he needed to make up with his ghoulfriend, and soon--
Well, he still had other things he needed to do, people he needed to check up on. It was amazing how much he'd fallen off on keeping track of people. Seriously, he was normally such a nosy bastage, what had happened to him?
So one of the things he planned on doing was checking out the guy Needle was so in love with! Muka already had one good mark in Roch's eyes--he was pals with Edel. So he figured this wouldn't be too much of a problem at all, right?
The punk shadowstepped, stopping outside the monster dorm and looking up at it with a little grin. He loved this place. And hell, maybe he'd see Amphi while he was there, he thought as he headed in.
But... well, finding Muka's room was going to be a bit of a search, he decided as he started wandering around. Maybe he should ask someone...
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 8:45 am
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Roch's attention went upwards the moment he stepped in, looking at the cloth with a curious expression. It was sort of like Amphi and her giant fishtank... right? Er... yeah, he thought, looking at the owl boil instead.
Dude, when did he get so FAT? Hadn't he been skinny--
Well, anyway.
"Sup?" he said, lifting a hand in greeting. "I thought I'd drop in, y'know, meet one of my pal's new boilfriend," he explained, going straight to the subject at hand. "Nice place y'got here," he said, looking around (and not up.)
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 1:20 pm
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"Yeah? Y'got a ton of stuff, huh?" he commented, looking around some more. "I gotta admit, I didn't really play video games till I came t'school," he said. "My best friend, she's got this game called Guitar FEAR-O, it's pretty cool--and bout the only game I got a chance at beatin' her at," he added with a grin. "But I ain't gonna say no t'tryin a different one, if y'wanna play!"
Unlike Petro might have been, Roch didn't seem like he would be inclined to hurt the other boil if he screwed up. "So you an' Needle been goin' out for a while, huh? I only found out a while back--then there was a lot of other crap that started happening--it was a real cluster," he said as he headed for the giant scree-vee.
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 7:34 am
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"A clusterjack of things," Roch said, putting the games down and dropping into one of the chairs. "Classes, a new sister, gettin' Jericho back from insanity--tho he's an elf now, so I dunno if we pulled that off properly or not, but hell, least he ain't huge enough t'kill us no more..." he said, thoughtfully. "Just a s**t-ton of stuff, really. But Needle is pretty awesome!" he agreed. "Her an' her sister, I got a soft spot for them, y'know? It's amazin' how much hard work they put into their work."
And here seemed to be where Roch was concerned, because he looked more closely at the huge owl boil. "Y'do KNOW how much work it is t'be pro quality at somethin' at our age, don't you?" he asked.
A random thought slipped into his mind. Did Amphi know?
He shoved it aside.
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 9:02 am
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"Yeah, good question," Roch said. "But it ain't always so black and white," he admitted. "It should be. But hell, if she accepts the chub, man, y'got it made," he said, teasingly. "That in itself is a sign of dedication. And the beard! Hell, my best friend gave me crap about a bit of stubble, but you're straight out lumberjack, ain't you?" he said, reaching up and rubbing his clean shaven jaw. "Then again your beard matches your hair. Mine comes in blonde."
He looked at the bird boil again, tilting his head. "But I can see why she'd pick you," he said finally. "You're pretty easy t'get along with." If you ignored the way too huge grin. But hey, one of his best bros was Nahm. Creepy grins were normal around here.
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