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 Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 10:37 am
Why check out books when you could just own them?
It was Riyo's thought process after she realized a lot of the books she wanted to check out were more of a reference read, and if she wanted to get the most out of them, she needed them long after check-in. Frugality be damned. If Riyo didn't have a specific book when she needed it the most, what was the point in even reading it?
List of books in hand (and a certain hazcat on her shoulder), the feline made her way to the closest bookstore. She knew what she wanted. A couple of books on hex spells, a specific book on music theory, and if she could sneak out with it, some fiction books that she'd found interesting enough to read again.
Looked like a quaint little place, but the ghoul on the phone said they should have everything she was looking for. Riyo took a moment to adjust her hat before walking on in. With any luck, today would be the day she didn't have to deal with other students snooping about her business.
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 11:16 am
There would be no luck for Riyo that day, as far as being alone and undisturbed went. When it came to ghouls, there was no leaving them alone. That was just not allowed. In fact, the moment the boil entered the book store, his original purpose there was all but forgotten when he spotted the ghoul. He knew her from Florescetival! It was a brief encounter, but ghouls were autosaved in his memory.
Mot made a B-Line for the blonde and grinned upon getting close enough to chat. "Howdy, little lady." He greeted while tipping his hat. "I see you like books? I do too." Common grounds. Find them. take them for all they are worth.
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 11:53 am
Oh Jack dammit.
Riyo seemed taken aback by the sudden interface from the boil who had popped in out of nowhere. Why, she'd barely even taken a couple of steps into the store! Wait... That face. She had seen that face somewhere.
"Uh, do I know you?" The feline asked cautiously as she leaned away, red eyes watching for any sudden movements. Little? Really? Did he just call her little? "And... I'm not little. You're like..." Pausing for a moment, the feline examined the height difference between them. "One or two inches taller than me."
Shaking her head, Riyo attempted to continue on her search for books. Oh, by now she knew the routine. He would follow. Ask her a bunch of questions, and either get fed up and leave or cling like a zombie on brains for his own amusement. Usually the latter. Ugh, boils... She just didn't understand them.
Meanwhile, Felix peered over her shoulder at this new boil. Riyo discouraged him from being so friendly to complete strangers, but the hazcat couldn't help it. It was in his nature to be friendly and sometimes creepy/stalker-like.
Until the stranger proved his friendliness, Felix seemed content to simply stare from his owner's shoulder... With those soulless green lenses.
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 12:29 pm
"Yes and no." mot answered vaguely. Tilting his head curiously, he soon smirked at her observation of height. "Force of habit." Not true. He simply liked calling ghouls 'little lady'. For their delicate nature? Though many ghouls proved to be otherwise, in Mot's eyes, they'd always be glass flowers.
Mot saw the ghoul try to escape, and simply trotted happily behind her. Frieeeendshiiip~ Is a goal worth fighting foooor~ "I saw you at Floresceteval at the Picnic Area. I believe you fainted at some point. Were you well after that?" He clarified, a bounce in his step. "Cute cat." He commented, watching the feline watch him back.
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 3:54 pm
Now how had she known the boil would do that? A sarcastic question she asked herself silently.
Glancing down at her list, the feline froze as the cowboil mentioned the Florescetival. Oh no. THAT'S where she recognized him from. She had hoped and prayed days after that everyone who witnessed that magically forgot... But it was made obvious that such was not the case.
"Y-yes. I was fine. I just-" Quick, come up with a lie. "Ate some bad fish." Not the best, but it would do. Anybody could be taken down by bad food, after all.
His next comment made her tail twitch. "What did you just-" Oh. Oh okay. He was talking about Felix. "Uh, yeah I guess." Creepy, yeah, but Riyo had never pegged Felix as cute. Sure, she enjoyed his company, but she tended to not candy-coat things.
Cute? The nergal let out an annoyed mew as the boil tried to compliment him. He was a male! Totally not cute. Handsome, maybe... But not cute.
"Don't you have something to be doing? Like...Buying a book?" The feline suggested to the cowboil, moving towards the spells section.
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 5:55 pm
Bad fish? Noooo he was pretty sure she had a nosebleed from Petro's exposition. That and getting knocked off her feet by Jericho's crash landing. The fact the ghoul was obviously covering that up?
Adorable.
He liked this ghoul. She was FUN!
The feline's rebuttal earned a smirk from mot. He also had a haughty feline who lived in his bathroom. Only in the small linen cupbard of course, but it made it difficult to get refills of anything when it lashed out at you.
The ghoul's obvious disdain for socializing was strangely amusing, and Mot felt obligated to continue pestering her. "I forgot why I came here. What's your name?" he asked, sporting a cheesy grin.
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2011 7:50 pm
Oh for the love of Jack. She'd made it worse again, hadn't she?
Mentally facepalming, the feline walked down one of the aisles grumbling. She'd finally found a perfect metaphor for her situation.
Riyo was a feral cat, and all these boils were little kids determined to prove they could make her friendly somehow. Yes, they were all in cahoots behind her back, and the winner of their contest won a shiny new slingshot to shoot her in the foot when she wasn't paying attention. Bastards...
"My name is none of your business." The feline said in a matter-of-fact tone, pulling a book off of the shelf. "Maybe you should remember what you came here for."
Felix seemed unamused by Mot's smirk. What, was he some kind of joke now? Carefully, the hazcat jumped down from Riyo's shoulder and circled the cowboil. For the first time, someone besides Deacon seemed on their way to the nergal's bad side.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 4:10 pm
Mot eyed the cat carefully as it leaped down, now circling him like a shark. The reaper felt a little unnerved by the situation, but shrugged it off for now. There was a ghoul to harass.
"Aaw don't be like that." Mot grinned, find the ghoul's stubbornness amusing. He leaned around the ghoul to read the label of the book she had pulled from the shelf. He felt the need to be as nosy as possible since she seemed to irked about his presence.
He was a good boil, really he was...
"Gosh, I just don't remember what it was I needed. I can't leave until I do. Besides, what if you need an extra pair of hands? Do you like books a lot? What if you got so many the weight of them crushed your delicate frame?" Whether or not her frame was delicate was irrelevant. He was in 100% pest mode.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 4:55 pm
Maybe not telling them her name was half of what she was doing wrong, but would telling him now make her look like a pushover? "It's Riyo, if you must know." What the hell. Trial and error. She'd have this 'getting rid of boils' thing down to a science by the time the 20th a*****e came around.
The book Riyo held in her long, slender fingers was titled 101 Different Snot Hexes. Most certainly not what she was looking for. The feline was about to place it back... Until she noticed the boil leaning over to read it.
"Hey. There's this thing called personal space, and I happen to be a big fan of it." She hissed, taking a step forward and placing the literature back in the hole she'd found it. He was toying with her. She knew it. The fact got under her skin, but stopping it was something she hadn't mastered yet. Folding her arms, she turned around to face him.
"... Excuse me?" What the hell was this about a 'delicate frame'? Truthfully, the feline's body was a bit thin under the layers of clothing... But she was by no means delicate. "Are you implying that I'm weak?" Riyo's head tilted and eyes narrowed. "You're one to talk, Sheriff Skin and Bones." Make the insult suit the occasion. He was wearing a goofy cowboil hat, so it seemed to suit. "Why don't you corral yourself up some muscles before you call me 'delicate' again."
Now where was she? Oh, yeah. Book. From that one's position, she could assume that what she was looking for was probably on the top shelf. Silently, her red eyes scanned the neatly lined books before she spotted it. smack dab in the middle. Shouldn't be too hard to reach. Moving over, the ghoul stood on her tip-toes and reached for what she was after. Just a little closer..
Felix could tell his owner was becoming annoyed with this boil, and honestly so was he. Instead of trying to make up for the insult, the hazcat was simply cast aside as if he was no issue. A low growl came from the nergal's throat as his ears fell back. One wrong move and he would have more to worry about than Riyo's sharp comebacks.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 5:58 pm
"Riyo. Good to know." Mot stashed that name away in his mental storage to go along with the ghoul's face for future reference. "Oh sorry." Mot replied honestly, and backed away a bit, giving the ghoul more room. Personal space was an issue he respected.
Mot's mouth formed the shape of an O as the ghoul got a bit uppity from his remark regarding her frame. Mot shook his head. "Of course not." Skin and bones? Well, he knew that to be true. Though her next set of words hit home. Yes, he had little right to say such things as it were. "My bad, I apologize." He grinned nervously, waving his hands in dismissal. Did this mean he would back off...?
Oh jack, no.
He looked up as she reached for a book, smiling like everything was okay again. Inwardly, he was nervous, but that was usually the case anyway. He loved to fake feeling confident; it helped him do things he normally didn't. "Need a step stool? Need me to lift you up? I can help." He said as he tried to bother help her.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 7:48 pm
Well, that comment had seemed to take him down a couple of notches. Good. Maybe he'd be tolerable now.
... Or not.
"No. I don't. Personal space, remember?" Ugh. "I don't like people touching me." Or touching other people, for that matter. Maybe she shouldn't tell him that. Trial and error again. Instead, Riyo placed her foot on the bottom of the shelf to give her the little boost she needed. Introduction to Hex Spells. That's what she was looking for.
"Are you going to tell me your name or what?" It was only right that she receive his after giving hers away. Whether she remembered it was another story. Quietly she glanced through the pages, tail swaying behind her. Now to grab a few books on music. "Or you could just tell me what's so fascinating about following me around. I'm really not that interesting." She mumbled, pulling her top hat down slightly. Just a normal, run of the mill cat ghoul who ran her own business with problems higher than the building she managed. Nothing interesting at all.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 8:07 pm
"Right right, silly me." Mot said with a chuckle. "I'll be sure to let you drop to the ground if you lose your footing then. Personal space and all." He jested, a cheesy grin spread across his face. Chances were that was all it was. jesting. He could never in good conscience let a ghoul drop.
"Oh right! My name is Mot." He answered with a tip of his hat. "It could be that I find your mysterious stranger vibe fascinating, or that I am simply just that bored. Only time will tell~." he mused, waving his fingers about as if composing an orchestra. "And I will be the judge of how interesting you are. At the moment, you are a six on the scale of one to ten, and climbing."
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 9:06 pm
"That's fine with me. Wouldn't be the first time I hit the ground." Feline grace only got her so far sometimes, after all. "I'll just get back up and keep going." Riyo sighed, closing up the book. It was true both literally and metaphorically. She'd fallen many times, but determination continued to push her on.
The cheesy grin on the boil's face only earned him a raised eyebrow from the feline. "No, really. I'd prefer you let me fall." Tucking the book under her arm, the somber feline continued her search. She'd caught sight of the strange boil waving his fingers out of the corner of her eye. What was up with that? "So glad I'm just above par." She mumbled with a smirk forming in the corner of her mouth.
"So, Mr. Mot." She started, walking towards her next destination. "What kind of books do you read?" Maybe she could point him in the right direction.
Silently, the hazcat followed behind his owner, shooting Mot a sideways glance as he passed the boil up. Time to catch a ride again. With a hop and a couple flaps of his wings, Felix was once again perched on Riyo's shoulder like a fuzzy, oversized parrot. Only he was growling instead of squawking.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 9:53 pm
"Yeah, not happening on my watch, darlin'." Mot smirked again. Sorry, he was not watching a ghoul fall. "Unless I miss it completely. If you feel the need to fall, do it where I can not reach you." Totally reasonable. Psh.
Mot followed after Riyo, though without the skipping and simply kept a few paces away to give the ghoul her space. The cat did not go unnoticed, as Mot eyed it cautiously. Cat's could be vicious, friendly or not.
"I like to read fiction mostly. I've had enough factual reading material to last me a lifetime." Growing up with a mother who forced him to read fact after fact was exhausting. Not only that, he didn't absorb it all either. Mostly out of spite. Being away from home meant doing what he wanted! And reading what he wanted. "Are you getting these for classes?" Mot asked, seeing the ghoul had a hex book in her grasp. "Or is this your idea of bedside reading?" Not that he was judging. To each their own, really.
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2011 10:39 pm
Oh no. Not pet names. "Riyo." she immediately corrected. "My name is Riyo, not darlin'." Why people insisted on calling her anything BUT her name was beyond her.
When she approached the section that contained music, the feline glanced over her shoulder to the boil. Figured that he was a fiction reader. "This is my idea of fun." Which she was aware most people did not share. "Teaching myself how to do things was something I started at an early age..." Though, back then it hadn't been because she wanted to. It was out of necessity.
"Nobody was really around, so." As she spoke, the search for her next book commenced. "I read, and then I read more." There was no sadness or conviction in her voice to really reveal just how alone she'd been. Her father had abandoned his family. Mother was always working, though even when she wasn't...
Following the order down to the bottom shelf, the feline crouched down. It seemed like she was focused on the search, but what she was really focused on was forcing herself to think about other things. "I've always thought of fiction as a waste of time." Yet she still read it. Somewhere, buried deep underneath the spite and disdain, there was still a child starving for otherworldly fantasies and adventures. Though, like most of Riyo's secrets, it never surfaced publicly.
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