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 Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 1:28 pm
Two days after they'd returned, Madison still hadn't figured out what to do with her hair. Oh, it was clean, and all the burned bits had been cut out, but it hung in ragged, irregular clumps down her back, and every time she dared come near it with scissors she was paralyzed with indecision. And, well, the little fact that she'd never cut her own hair before. There was no salon here to go to! No hairdresser to fix it!
So, finally, in despair, she went to the only person she knew who gave a damn about hair. She hadn't managed to make it to the quartermaster yet, so it was in 'plain clothes' that she sidled down the hall to Bix's room and knocked on the door, scissors and hairbrush sticking out of her pockets.
"Bix? Hey, you in there?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 6:10 pm
Bix was lamenting his lost locks. The ends were rough, singed, and he was missing an uneven chunk of it. He hadn't the heart to fix it yet but he'd also been asleep for quite a while. He was still feeling what he'd learn later was called The Chill. His fingers were constantly cold and things just weren't right. He'd expected to maybe hear one of his guy friends knocking, Before or Gale, but certainly not Madison's voice.
He actually had a hard time for a moment, trying to place the voice to a name and face. It wasn't his fault though he wasn't exactly all there right now. But being alone probably wasn't helping. His door was normally wide open but after the mission everyone was a bit quiet.
The albino hunter opened his door in a very open way, wide, and blinked at the bright lights of the hallway.
"Oh.. Hey Madison." He smiled awkwardly but mostly because he was wondering what was up.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 3:13 pm
"Oops - s-sorry, were you asleep?" Madison bit her lip and took a step back. "I was just, uh, wondering if you... we talked about, like, hair stuff? Before everything happened? And, uh, my hair..." She ran one hand through the clean, yet ragged, locks. "It kind of got... murdered. I need help? Uh."
She was really second-guessing herself now.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 4:33 pm
"Oh.. no I wasn't asleep." He was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of plaid pajama pants but the chair to his desk was pushed out and his bed was perfectly made. In fact his whole room seemed to be very neat and tidy. Everything in the closet hung straight and clean, the shoes were lined up in neat rows, his bed was made and all his books were in neat lines on the shelf. The only thing that didn't watch was the hamper, his scorched clothing sitting obviously on top. He motioned for her to come in and he plopped back into his desk chair where a comic book sat open on the desk.
"Hair stuff?" he blinked but nodded. "Yeah sure.. I think I lost 3 or 4 inches..." He hadn't the heart to touch it yet and he pulled the end of his braid up for her to see. The end was withered, straw like and it was definitely shorter. He also didn't want to admit to Madison he'd never cut a girl's hair before and he had a feeling that's where this was going.
"I'll help." He could wing it right?
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 4:50 pm
"Ugh," Madison sighed in sympathy at Bix's braid. "Some winged b***h decided to hit me and Jordan with freakin' fire. That plus all that huge monster's firebreathing... I guess we're lucky we're not, like, bald?" Ugh, what a horrible idea.
"Ennea helped me cut out the burned bits but she's, uh. Not really a hair kind of a person? And I've never cut my own hair before, uh..." She held up the scissors, looking sheepish. "I could try and help you back if you want?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 5:28 pm
"Sure.." Bix let go of his braid. He would probably lose a few more inches but from the look of it, Madison was going to lose a whole lot more. The shortest locks were a huge contrast to the long hair she sported on an everyday basis. "Are you thinking about any kind of style?" Bix suddenly became very concerned that he sounded gay. Not that it was a bad thing!! But as any straight guy... it suddenly became a worry.
Mina cackled in delight in his head.
"Umm you usually have little braids right? Did you want to keep them?" Bix got up out of his desk chair and offered it to her because she was the current head under examination. "Or all one length? Sometimes people do those uh.." He made zip zag motions that were vague at best. "A-symmetrical things going on?"
Well he wasn't sounding gay anymore. He sounded barely knowledgeable.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 5:49 pm
"Thank you," Madison said, fervently; she visibly relaxed, stepping into his room with interest. She hadn't been in here during the party, somehow - honestly, she hadn't been into any other Hunter's room except her own. She sat down in the desk chair and flipped all her hair back behind her shoulders, frowning as she threaded her fingers through it once more.
"I think, uh, the shortest bit is like... shoulder-length? So I guess like that, ugh. My hair hasn't been that short in years." She sighed, then squared her shoulders and sat up straight. She was not going to get all bummed out over her hair again. "Just like, straight across shoulder length I guess? And, uh, don't worry about it too much, okay? Right now it looks like total crap, so anything that doesn't look like total crap is totally cool with me."
She turned her head so she could look at him over her shoulder. "At least my bangs are okay," she added, brushing them forward so they wouldn't get caught up in the scissors too.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 8:38 am
"Okay." Bix walked behind her and then suddenly his confident helpful face turned into a grimace. s**t. What if he messed this up? What if he hacked her head up and she ended up looking like some homeless person? He hadn't even touched her hair yet and was just looking at it.
"So.. how are you doing otherwise? After the mission?" He picked up the scissors from the desk and then a comb. he tried to be as gentle as he could when he reluctantly started to comb her hair down straight.
Maybe he would try to keep her talking. If she was distracted from what they were actually doing then maybe she would stress less and maybe HE would relax too. He gathered some of her hair in his hand, close to her upper back.
"Here goes nothing." He took the first snip, shearing off the longest of the strands to start.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 10:51 am
"Ugh." Madison sighed, remembering at the last second that she had to keep her head still rather than drooping entirely. "It was... wow, um. I don't even know, really. It's, like, so different from anything I've ever done before, and stuff... I guess I kind of have to think about it some more. But, uh, you yelled to all of us during that last big fight, and... if you hadn't done that I might not have, like, climbed up that... that thing."
She paused for a moment then laughed, the sound a little self-depreciating, a little disbelieving. "I'm not crazy, right? I really did climb up something as big as a house? And then stabbed it in the face?" She would have looked back to catch his eye if it wouldn't have thrown off the haircut.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 11:10 am
"Wait.. you did?!" Madison had no idea that at the time he was blinded by the horsewoman. "One of those Halloween people did something to me. Stuff was swimming in front of my eyes and I couldn't see. WOW." He dismissed the bit about him yelling. Somehow he always got embarrassed when he drew attention to himself in those situations. "I'm impressed. I bet it was badass. Was that when it started going crazy afterwards? I guess you got the knack of those swords, huh?"
He went back to the hair, moving up another inch of two and sloooowly cutting across. He tried to remember things he'd seen hair dressers do in the past. Wasn't there usually cuts on the edges of the hair and stuff? Or was that for layers? What exactly were layers anyway?
Oooohhh Biiiiixy.. Mina suddenly wailed in his head. It was like she was trying to mess him up. I wish I still had haaaair..
Shut it. I'm trying to concentrate.
DON'T TELL ME TO SHUT IT.
Are you trying to mess me up deliberately?
........
"Well good news.. I think most of the jaggedy stuff is almost gone." Bits of her hair were pooling around her feet. s**t.. he'd need to sweep when this was over. "But umm.. yeah. I was blind pretty much the whole second half of that fight until I... uhmm died or whatever."
Was it dying if you weren't actually dead?
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 11:30 am
"I think I did, anyway," Madison said, still with that vaguely disbelieving tone in her voice. "And then it flung me off of its head and... ugh, I bet I would've, like, broken my back or something if Kouki hadn't protected me. Of course, then it breathed fire on me and I, uh... whatever-ed... too, so..."
Her voice trailed off. "Did you guys, like, fight any of the freaky creatures? Not the big huge one, but some of the littler ones? Oh... oh, yeah, the hair, um." One hand reached back to feel tentatively at the new, shorter cut. "It feels okay? Ish? Is it straightish?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 11:42 am
"Just another little bit." Bix combed it out a bit, finding weird stray pieces and trimming them away. He leaned back, closed one eye, closed the other eye, trimmed a little more. It wasn't a masterpiece but it was straight. His little known OCD helped a lot with this sort of thing. Why do you think his room was so straight?
"We did all kinds of stuff actually." Bix brightened at that. "First we had this stupid room full of ice and we kept falling in." Snip snip. "Then I got attacked by this thing that looked like a ghost from Super Mario.. you know what I mean?"
He yawned a little, snip snip, and went back to his story. "Then Caelius took us into some other room and there were these girls, halloween ghouls" he snickered a bit. "They were crazy and we had net guns. I know some of them now.. is that weird? There was also this hunchback and a kelpie.. which is like a horse person.. that looked like a girl but was a guy. Oh and we had a demon named Barth that we caught." Apparently Bix's team did all sorts of things.
"I think if I get to go back in a golem I will look out for them. The ones I know.. ya know?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 11:56 am
"You got capture-guns? That is so unfair," Madison said, making a face. Not that Bix could see that, of course. "We just got, like, dumped into a room with a bunch of freaks. One of them looked almost completely human... one was all rotting, one was a Pokemon or something." Yes, apparently Pokemon was just that popular for Madison to know about it, even though she knew it more from 'you insult people for liking this' than anything else.
"We almost kicked their butts though. Or would've if the floor hadn't made us go flying to somewhere else..." At the mention of going back in a golem though, Madison's eyes narrowed and a faint smile appeared on her face.
"I'd like to get back the b***h who burned my hair. Not the big monster, Caelius kicked that one's a** already... but, like, the other one. Black winged b***h. I think she might've been the same one who hurt your eyes? She, like, was on the Island during the candidate training too, she said. I think I met her when I was, like, A-Two... but she was a horse. Ugh, freaks make no sense."
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 3:15 pm
"Horse? Like giant 50ft tall flaming horses of doom?" Bix gaped. "THEY ARE FROM THERE?" Bix hadn't caught up on all that while the battle was going on. "Eff that s**t. A white one of those got us on the island. It wanted us to bow to it.. submit or something. I don't remember.." Because people started to kill one another and it turned into a blur. He went back to looking at her hair but he looked about done. It wasn't anything fancy but it was straight and didn't end up being quite as short as she thought once it had evened out. She would definitely have a much shorter ponytail though. "I think it's finished." He had a small square mirror propped up on his dresser. He motioned to it in case she wanted to look. "It looks.. umm cute." He only said it that way because he was really unsure how to compliment a girl who just got a haircut FROM HIM. He sounded slightly confused. "I mean you didn't expect to get a haircut but it's nice."
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 3:47 pm
"Yeah! That kind of horse... ugh." Madison swallowed, feeling a bit ill. It was hard to remember A-Two now, that brief period in her existence in which she both was and was not herself. "She made us kill each other for her... she made fun of us for it on the battlefield before she burned me." One fist clenched at her side. "I'm going to get her back somehow. I don't know how, but I dunno. All that yelling about how Halloween can't die or whatever, but I bet if I stabbed her with Kouki..." For a moment, the look on her face was grim, but she brightened when Bix declared the job done. She leaned forward to peer at herself in the mirror, threading her fingers through her hair, startled every time by the shortness of her locks. "It does look cute. You're pretty good," she said with a bright, genuine smile. "Thank you so much, um... you want me to help you with yours? I dunno if I'm as good at it as you, but..."
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