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 Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 9:23 am
Huni Pi Petro was running that afternoon. He was always running when he could. One of the best and easiest way for him to clear his mind and feel better about the way things have turned out. No, his heart was not broken or shattered or so cruelly stomped on when his offer to escort Riley and then Lizzy were both rejected. They had their reasons and he didn't hold it against them. It still stung a bit. Somehow, with the feel of the ground beneath his hooves, and the crisp, FEAR-infused air in his face, the tikbalang was gradually able to ignore his wounded pride. His run slowed down to a trot as he reached the Undead dorms and as he did at the Demon dorms, he waited outside the entrance like some sort of sentry. Enoh Love The little ghoul exited the Undead Dorms with a big, thick book cradled against her chest. Judging by the frazzled expression her half-face managed to pull off, something had bothered her into needing to read outside. That something was, obviously, a little Death Charm who had decided he wanted cuddles. If anyone paid attention to the rotted little body, they would notice some new cuts along her arm where the angled head nuzzled her. DC's love hurt. A lot. She had walked past him entirely before realizing he was there, and a few paces ahead she stopped, straightened...and glanced over her shoulder. ...Oh hey, Petro! She wasn't seeing things! Looking sheepish, she turned on her toes to glance up at the Tikbalang, a tiny smile on her lips. "Petro! Hi! Umm...How are you?" NOPE NOT BRINGING ATTENTION TO THE FACT I WALKED PAST YOU NUH HUH Huni Pi "'M doing okay, Amrita," he answered her with a grin of his own. Whether Petro had been waiting long was of no consequence. He was here on a mission, and he intended to accomplish this as quickly and as immediately as possible. When the undead ghoul he'd been waiting for emerged, he was about to ask her the very important question involving him being her escort when he noticed, "Y'r hurt!" Brown eyes widened in alarm as he knelt down and shifted to his smaller, human form to easier kneel down to Amrita's small height. "Who did this to y'?" he growled, square-root brows knitting together in building fury that someone dared to harm the vetala. He reached out to ever so gently inspect her arm, his touch almost feather-light, as if he worried he would aggravate her wounds.
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 9:24 am
Enoh Love Amrita watched with wide-eyed fascination as he shifted from his horse form to his human one, absolutely enthralled by the process. That was...that was so cool! So very cool! At first, she had been too busy being impressed to realize that he looked entirely alarmed at the state of her arm, but once he gently took a hold of said arm, she understood. Blinking, she looked at the wounds, then back up at Petro, and then down at the ground. "Umm...DC did." Amrita admitted easily enough; though she knew the pet wasn't actually trying to hurt her, she mostly forgot to pass this information to the clearly worried Tikbalang. "It's okay though, I don't really feel it anymore. You can touch it, if you want!" Maybe he liked poking wounds? She didn't know. Huni Pi The horse boil was unaware of Amrita's fascination with his transformation. It came naturally to him, as it does to every single tikbalang, hence his attention was more focused on the vetala's wounds until she answered his question. Brown eyes narrowed to dangerous slits, oh yes, he remembered the death charm minipet. He also remembered that he did not like DC in any possible way. And not just because the minipet had burned his feet. Even though the ghoul assured him that it no longer hurt her, it mattered to Tro that it had hurt her at all. "That DC's a menace. Oughta be disciplined. Or put down," he glowered to himself. He shook his head at the offer to touch her wounds. He only knew the basic things about first aid and absolutely nothing about FEARhealing. Had he any familiar herbs and salves on hand he would have offered to apply them for her but as he only had his bahag on his person, it was unlikely he could do anything about it. His anger at the minipet made him nearly forget just why he was here in the first place! "Ah! Amrita, wanted to ask y' something," he remembered.
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 10:18 pm
Enoh Love Amrita looked very, very uncomfortable at Tro's suggestion, biting what remained of her lip and looking away. She couldn't discipline the beast on her own, Malcolm's whip was starting to become ineffective...and putting him down just seemed wrong, even if she didn't grasp what it really met. She didn't like being put down, either! "...Mmm? A-ask me what?" She blinked up at the tall boil, confused about what he could possibly need her for. "I...I will do my best!" Huni Pi Petro assumed the look of discomfort on the smaller ghoul's face was because she didn't know how to go about disciplining or putting down her pet and decided that he'd take that duty for her. It might be too much for the ghoul, given that she tended to have wounds from the blasted minipet. But he'd make the offer later, because right now, he had something else he wanted to ask her. The monster boil got down on one knee, a fist over his heart, "Dunno if y' heard of Prom but it's approaching. Would y' do me the honor of allowing me to escort y'?" He asked quite seriously as if he were talking about something completely life-altering as opposed to the formal event it was. Enoh Love The gesture was thoroughly baffling. Petro got down on his knee! Why? Did his legs hurt? HE WAS HOLDING HIS HEART why was he holding his heart was he in pain?! Oh jack please don't be in pain! She would miss her pony if he had to go away to get better! The ghoul was working herself into a panic, her eye getting wider and wider. When he spoke it all made sense, and she deflated instantly, looking mighty sheepish. "P-Prom? U-uhm, w-well, actually, y-you see..." The ghoul started to panic all over again, not sure if it would hurt his feelings that she already had someone to go with. She looked away nervously, toying with her hair over her shoulder. "I...I'm sorry, I'm going with Charlie..." She managed to get out meekly. Huni Pi Brown eyes stared expectantly or rather hopefully at Amrita. The tikbalang had already been turned down by Riley and Lizzy. He sort of hoped that he'd have better luck with Amrita. "Ah! So y' have heard'v Prom!" he beamed, feeling himself grow more hopeful by the minute. He'd escorted the vetala before, granted it was during a fight and there was fire everywhere, but that counted, right? They had history of sorts so it would make sense for him to escort her, wouldn't it? Then again, he wasn't aware of how sociable the little ghoul was and so it was more than likely his fault for simply assuming he would be able to escort the undead. Hearing an unfamiliar name, the tikbalang made a mental note to meet this Charlie. He had to make sure whoever it was accompanying Amrita would be able to protect her! And keep up with the ghoul who made the yellow ninjabot explode during their trip to Christmas Town. But first, he was going to have to meet up with a certain reaper Lizzy mentioned. When he got to his feet, Petro simply gave Amrita a small smile, "Ah, 's alright. 'S y're choice after all." He didn't take the rejection personally and if Amrita believed she'd be better off with Charlie, then, well, who was he to question her judgment? He excused himself, lightly jogging place as he bade her goodbye and a "Next time DC hurts y', or gives y' trouble, lemme know. I'll come running."
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