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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 9:02 pm
Once the swelling had gone down and Whip's wing was definitely proven to be on the mend, Mac decided it was high time to pay a certain ghoul a visit. He knew her name now, and with that it was much easier to find her on the room list, which was good for him but soon to be very, very bad for the poor creature. As he scoured the halls for her room number, he spotted an odd little notebook in the hallway, something he just randomly scooped up without stopping to read it; it looked too out of the way to be important, and if it was he'd return it later on. Maybe, if they were smart enough to put in their name.
A few steps later and he found the room number belonging to the only "Mitsu" on the roster. With the notebook tucked under his arm, he knocked heavily on the door.
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2011 9:18 pm
For Mitsu there wasn't much going on. She was simply sitting in her room reading a book. A break was needed from homework but that was more for Shun than anything. For her, reading was a way to stay calm, a way to escape. So when the knock on the door reached her ears she was a bit surprised. She hadn't been expecting anyone.
Mitsu hesitated for a moment waiting to hear someone call out since Shun normally did but there was nothing. Not a peep on the other side of the door. Nervous and curious all at the same time Mitsu set her book down on her bed, took up her mask from off the night stand, and headed toward the door. Milo was currently asleep and Ziggy was safely tucked away in the closet so hopefully Mitsu didn't have to worry about any incidents.
Placing the mask on her face she reached for the door knob and twisted it lightly peeking around the wooden frame to see who it was. Regrettably, it wasn't someone she wanted to see. With a squeak the door was instantly shut again and Mitsu stood there in a dumbfounded stupor fairly certain that had been the wrong reaction. Oh...this wasn't going to go over well.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 12:33 pm
Mac opened his mouth, and then closed it. Did she just...did that ghoul just...?! Black eyes narrowing, he clenched his hands into tight fists and gave himself a moment; it wouldn't do to frighten the ghoul any more than he already supposedly (And now, quite apparently) had. He didn't want Shun to come after him again, and no doubt next time would involve more than a punch to the face and a couple angry words.
So he got it all out in his head.
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Ugh
There
Exhaling heavily, Mac loosened his hands from their fists and made a point of pushing them outwards a bit to calm himself down.
Then he knocked on the door again.
Jack help her if she slammed it shut or worse, not answered.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 1:18 pm
There was a great deal of hesitation now as Mitsu stood on the other side of her door fidgeting with her shirt. What was she going to do now? She had no idea he knew how to find her room. It made things...awkward. Very awkward.
When the second knock came Mitsu's eyes widened realizing he wasn't just going to go away. Maybe this was that wake up call to face the music or something like that. Either way...this problem wasn't going to sort itself out with the door closed.
Tentatively Mitsu took hold of the handle once, taking a steadying breath as she eased the door open once again. Looking up at the mysteriously taller reaper her ears folded back. "S-sorry." She stammered before opening the door a little wider.
The next part was difficult but Mitsu wanted to know, not to mention it had been eating her up for a while. "H..how is your bird?" Maybe if she had been as resourceful she could have found out where Mac's room was and....left him a note asking him that very question. There was no way she would have asked him in person.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 1:50 pm
The door reopened and just to be safe, Mac nonchalantly slid a foot into the doorway; if she tried to slam it shut again, she would be sorely disappointed. Luckily he had not gone on this little venture barefoot, that would have just screamed disaster! He stared at her while she apologized, taking stock of the mask she wore; was that was had Shun's panties in a twist? That little mask? It was an interesting one, but he didn't quite understand why she would need to hide behind it. It didn't seem...that impressive.
"It'll be fine." He answered her slowly, taking this opportunity to put a hand on the door, pushing it open slowly to take a more obvious step in to the room. "I want to make it very clear that I'm not here because of what Shun did." Mac informed her, no longer looking at her but instead looking around her room, committing it to memory by habit alone.
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 4:12 pm
Before Mitsu knew what was happening Mac was pushing the door open further and welcoming himself inside her room. The fur on her tail began to bristle slightly as she took a step back into her room to avoid contact with the reaper. It was at least good to hear that his bird would be fine. But...if that was the case and Mac wasn't here because of what Shun said.
"T..then why are you here?" Mitsu asked. She noticed the reaper looking around though she had no idea why. It had her on edge a little. There wasn't much in her room to look at which made the large space look larger because of how empty it was. The lycan had taken Mot's advice though, which was a slow process with money. Along with her round bed, night stand, and dresser there was now a poster of a painting on the wall and a few pictures of family by her bed. It was a start even if it wasn't much. Mitsu would slowly add more decoration as she could afford it.
The only other object in the room was her keyboard safely placed by her bed on top of its case. On her bed was a boafox curled up sleeping, he seemed to be the only mini pet in the room at the moment.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 9:27 am
"I wonder." Was Mac's answer to her question, apparently soon content enough with the layout of her room to look down at her again. That mask...hm. "I wanted to say that Whip was alright, but I also had something else to ask you." He thoroughly invited himself in now, even being helpful enough to close the door behind him. Fortunately he did not take a seat anywhere, he stayed standing and what was worse, he kept his black eyes focused on her.
"Did Shun tell you what he did that day?" The Reaper asked, wanting to know what she knew before be continued on any further. 'That day' of course meant the day Ziggy had attacked, and the subsequent visit the Shinigami had given to Mot and, by proxy, Mac.
"Nice room, by the way." He added, only because it was something to say, and not that he really cared.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2011 5:54 pm
"I..I am glad to hear Whip is doing okay." Why was it she felt so cornered with him closing the door like that? Like her route of escape was being cut off. It was unnerving to feel trapped in her own room.
As far as having another question Mitsu tried not to look so nervous as she focused on Mac, her ears folding back a little seeing his gaze now focused on her as well. "He..." The sudden comment on her room felt random but she made an effort to look around shortly. "T..thanks?" Mot had said it was odd for a room to be so empty.
Anyway, back to his question. "S-shun just told me that you talked and that...I didn't have to worry about Ziggy." So basically nothing. She had been given no information about what had happened or what had gone down and being naive she didn't question it.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 8:10 pm
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Oh, that b*****d! Mac frowned visibly, his hands curling momentarily into fists. "So he keeps secrets, too. That boil..." He sighed, shaking his head like there was some great loss to be had. His hands uncurled and dropped to hang at his sides, and his gaze remained square on the poor, monochrome ghoul. "We talked after he threw Mot against the wall, blaming him...and we talked after he punched me in the head." His voice turned irritated the longer he spoke, and when he was finished he pointed to the still just barely red mark on his temple.
"You know, I don't think you want him. He's very quick to hit and he lies. You should avoid him at all costs."
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 8:34 pm
"S..secrets?" Mitsu shifted uncomfortably under Mac's constant gaze. As he went on to explain what happened though Mitsu was shocked into silence. Maybe she shouldn't have been so shocked, but she was. Call it naivety or just plain ignorance but Mitsu hadn't quite expected that. No when Shun said he was going to go talk she thought he meant that....talk. She hadn't wanted there to be violence, that's what she was hoping to avoid.
There were a few moments of silence as it seemed Mitsu was continuing to process this information. Mac's last comment barely touched her ears before she finally spoke up in a panicked voice. "He hit you?"
It took all of Mitsu's will power to keep from flailing at that instant feeling incredibly bad about what had happened. How could she deny it when Mac had proof on his face. Easily convinced she was. "I-I-I'm s-sorry, I-I never....I didn't..." It was like the time before when she had tried to apologize for Ziggy. The words just wouldn't come together and instead just tumbled out of her mouth in broken sentence form.
"S-Shun's really not bad, h-he was worried about me." Her hands balled up nervously grabbing the hem of her shirt. Again this was all her fault. If she hadn't told him anything none of this would have happened. And poor Mot! Why did...OH JACK THE HAT. She had told Shun it was a reaper with a hat. Mot...obviously wore a hat. It was like the guilt kept piling up.
"I-I really am sorry," She continued to stutter her apologies. "H-He said he was going to talk, I-I never wanted anyone to get hurt." After a moment more of fidgeting and fretting Mitsu finally bowed her head. "P..please let me know how I can make it up to you." She wasn't sure what she could do but she hoped to make it up to Mac. Mitsu would definitely need to apologize to Mot later on.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 8:43 pm
Mac waved his hand dismissively.
"He said you're his ghoul, so no s**t he was worried." The Reaper rolled his eyes, then settled to watch her squirm and shift and wallow in her own guilt. Wow, she really was pretty timid, worse than Lizzy's undead friend AND Charlie's Gryphon ghoul combined! Impressive. Kind of annoying, but impressive. Again his gaze focused on the mask she was wearing, eyeing it curiously. Maybe that was the culprit? Hrm...
Wait.
Wait wait wait.
Did she just...? She did. The grin that spread on Mac's face just screamed trouble, and he scratched his jaw in thought. "Alright, I'll think about it. This's mostly healed up, so..." He shrugged, pondering over the possibilities. The probable ghoulfriend of the boil who punched him just indebted herself to him. This...was going to be a lot of fun! He just needed some time to think on it.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2011 9:13 pm
Mitsu's ears fall back as she straightened up, her nervous gaze falling back on Mac when he said he would think about it. To that she really only gave a nod, though she had no idea what he might come up with. Something in the back of her mind though kept telling her it might turn out to be a horrible surprise.
Silence over took her as Mitsu just stood there, uncertain on what to say. There was still that horrible feeling that she was trapped in her own room with no escape. It made her wish Shun was here.
Hearing the panicked speech of his owner, Milo finally stirred from his resting spot on the bed. The little boafox gave a stretch rolling over onto his belly. After a deep yawn the mini stood and leaped off the bed toward the two, his head tilting curiously at the reaper. This wasn't the boil he was used to seeing. It was obvious Milo was better behaved than Ziggy was, as he approached he took a seat at Mitsu's feet looking up at Mac almost expectantly. Surely he had brought a treat, it was only customary for the taller two legged creatures to give him small tasty food items.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 11:51 am
Mac eyed the minipet that came to Mitsu's side, recognizing it at once as an innocent pet; this was NOT the creature that attacked Whip, so it was okay. Of course he didn't have anything for it, and naturally he didn't care. When the silence rolled in he had a bit to ponder what was going on, more specifically the debt she made with him. In the end he came up with too many options and none that screamed what he wanted, so for now she was off the hook.
"Well, that's pretty much all I came for. To let you know your boilfriend is an abusive psycho, and that Whip is on the mend." He informed her, gaze dropping down to the boafox just in case it too wanted to attack him. "Did you have anything you wanted to say, while I was here?" He doubted it, but at least he was nice enough to ask.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 5:08 pm
The longer Milo sat on the floor treatless the more the mini stared at Mac. Were his eyes getting bigger? It almost seemed like it.
"B...boilfriend..." Mitsu muttered softly almost confused. Well, Shun was a boil and he was a friend...but Mitsu could have sworn there was more to the term boilfriend. Either way she really didn't have the focus to think about it at the moment. Not with Mac still in the room.
"I..I am glad Whip is doing okay." Mitsu continued letting the boilfriend thing go. "D..do you need me to bring anything over for him?" She had already indebted herself but still felt the need to offer aid. The poor bird hadn't deserved to get hurt, if she could bring it something maybe it would help with any sort of stress.
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Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2011 8:42 pm
"Yeah, you know, boilfriend." Mac gave her a look, one that was plainly read as 'wow, this ghoul is stupid'. Well...maybe she was Charlie-stupid. What did the fallen angel call that undead thing again...oh jack, what was it...Oh! "Your, uh...Special friend?" He said, brow raised.
"Naw, he doesn't need anything else." He declined as politely as he was able, since he was pretty sure taking her up on her offer would null the debt she said she owed him. Hee hee...he had a lot of fun thinking to do!
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