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 Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 10:31 pm
After the incident at the lake, being dragged down to the deep where regardless that the cat could survive, Night hadn't gone near the White lady of the lake since then. Even after she sent treats and a apology gift, he had yet to find the lady again.
The water, so deep and dark and pressure and there she was like haunting figure in the shadows and bubbles. He shuddered, Shuddered so hard his whole body violently shook.
But no matter what, He was a cat after love and Bea...She had plenty of it! He wanted to be friends with her after all, So here he was, in the dorm they shared pacing outside her room that he heard was a underwater aquarium and slightly freaking out. Tail twitched as he paused in front of the door before...
knock knock....
ohJackIneedtorunnowhelpme. Night wringed his hands together.
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Posted: Fri Sep 30, 2011 5:45 pm
It wasn't long before Bea had another unexpected visitor. She had just gotten back from Claire's room all the way over at the demon dorms. It was a fun experience seeing the other dorms for a change, but now she's back in the ghost hallways.
The ghoul felt terrible for traumatizing the poor cat when she dragged him into the lake. After sending a catnip goodies to his dorm room, she has yet to get a reply...
And there was Night, standing right outside her door.
"Night?" she said out loud as she came closer to the boil. Bea was a bit surprised to see him after so long of no communication except for that one time in her second campaign booth.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:54 am
It was hard to be in front of the girls room. All he could literally think about was that feeling of sinking deeper and deeper into the cold, wet lake. He knew she was a white lady and all but damn, It hurt him to think of it at all. He breathed, in...out...in...out. He was here to make friends with the girl, not upset her so.
He tried to hold back the jump as she came up out of no where. Not openign her door but outside her hallway and he turned his head. "Bea!" he squeaked before shuffling his feet. His ears dropped as he fidgeted. Just how did he respond to her?
"Hi." he said quietly, "Do...Are you busy at the moment?" He looked around, was she busy? He was the one with words wasn't he.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 9:42 pm
"Uh, N-no! I'm not busy! Actually, I just got back from the demon dorms..." Bea sort of trailed off and ended up staring blankly at the cat boil. She could feel her heart beating at a slightly fast rate. What could he want to talk to her about? Did he not like the gifts she sent him? Bea almost dread what he had to say.
The awkward silence was almost deafening.
"What, um, was there something you need me for?" she said as she nervously picked at the barnacle on her arm. Bea wasn't sure why Night would be in front of her dorm room, but she hoped he wasn't there to complain to her about that one night about Satine.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 11:13 pm
"Ah right the demon dorms." Night shuffled his feet again before he stared back at her, unsure what he should be doing at the moment. Why was she staring so blankly? Was she super mad about the whole ignoring her for awhile. Not that he blamed her but at the same time, she had dragged him underwater....deep deep cold water. He shuddered before shaking it out.
"Uh yeah, your not busy right?" He mentally smacked himself, that was the second time he asked, obviously she wasn't. "Actually I wanted to talk to you about the gifts and the whole underwater thing and..." He stopped him rambling before looking around. "Want to go to the Spookterium and get some food and we can talk there?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 12:59 pm
CRAP! Bea thought when he said he wanted to talk about her gifts and the lake incident. Was he mad at her? He didn't seem mad... Wait... Go somewhere and get food? Was he asking her out? ... No. Is he? No, no, of course not!
Bea stood there quietly, unsure of what to say, let alone think...
"Uhhhh, sure." she replied, "Just to be clear..."
Was this a date?
It's not a date!
is it?
No!
Wait...
IS IT?
NO!
WAIT!
Bea ruffled up her hair almost violently, gave a deep sigh, and turned back to Night, "You're not... mad at me, right?"
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