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 Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 5:17 pm
Lizzy asked him to talk to Hel, so Mot was sworn to do so. Apparently the demoness felt like Mot may be missing something about Hel's feelings. Sure, Hel was a ghoul, and usually Mot tried to treat her as such, but it was often difficult considering the battle oriented lady's demeanor.
Mot sighed, knocking on the Valkyrie's door respectively. He knew it would go nowhere. Hel wasn't open about her feelings, but Lizzy insisted he try.
Knocking. More knocking.
What luck~ No one home! Mot shrugged, glad he could put it off for another day. His turned on his heel, deciding to walk around the Reaper dorms and just take in the architecture.
It was a very nice building, after all.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 5:33 pm
The reaper was still mulling over too many things. Feelings, thoughts, events…but after speaking to some of her friends, like Riyo and Roch…she felt a bit better, just a bit…but still, she was plagued by a lot of feelings and thoughts, not necessarily good ones. Hel let out a deep sigh as she caught the ball she had bounced off of the wall of the reaper dorm building exterior. She didn’t exactly feel like staying in her room, but she didn’t feel like doing anything else either…so…it was relaxing to just toss the ball off of the wall and keep on catching it.
It was a repetitive task and motion that Hel took comfort in.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 5:38 pm
The tall reaper had made rounds around the dorm floors. Nothing going on, nothing interesting. His walk took him outside, where he heard a strange series of noises. Like bouncing.
Mot tilted his head, pausing in his steps. Eventually he guaged the direction the noise was coming from, veering around the building to find the source. There was no attempt at sneaking. His spurs did not allow it. Instead he simply walked boldly toward Hel, noticing she was the source. "I was looking for you." Mot called out, giving her a short wave. "You don't seem busy. Mind chatting?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 5:48 pm
The sound of metal clinking, followed by a familiar voice drew Hel out of her thoughts and motions. The reaper caught the ball as it bounced off of the wall, and turned towards the source, blinking. Looking for her, huh? That brought a bit of a smile to her lips.
Hel shook her head. “No…not busy at all, friend.” She pocketed the ball into her apron, and walked towards the gothic manor, dropping to the ground to sit cross legged with her back leaning against the building. “I don’t…what’s on your mind?” She had no idea what she was about to get herself into…
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 5:58 pm
Mot followed after Hel, sitting right in front of her cross legged. His hands moved to plant themselves on his knees, staring straight at Hel with a contemplative expression. It was very hard for Mot to be forward, especially with his security blanket in the form of a hat gone. Sure, he did have Hel's. However, not keeping it planted on his head was part of his challenging himself to grow. Besides, Lizzy seemed to like it when he kept it off.
"Hel, I'm confused, so I need you to be completely honest with me." He told her straight up, furrowing his brows in concern.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 6:06 pm
She wouldn’t call them warning signs exactly…but they were definitely signs that something was up.
First, it was when Mot sat down right in front of her. Usually a casual chat, he’d be next to her, right? Next, it was the contemplative expression he was looking at her with. Hel sat up a bit straighter now, a brow rising as she stared back at him. After that, came his words. Confused, straight up, and honest. Oh…what was he about to ask? Hel was…suddenly not sure if she wanted to know. Maybe she was just starting to worry for no reason…maybe she had a legitimate reason to start worrying.
“Ah…alright…I will try to help to the best of my ability…?”
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 6:28 pm
Mot sighed softly, averting his gaze for a moment as he collected his thoughts.
"About the trip. Back in that room with Lizzy.. or that couple times with Lizzy. How come you get so mad at me when I see her?" He looked at her straight in the eye, waiting for his answers. Maybe this wasn't what Lizzy meant when she asked him to talk to Hel about her feelings, but she wasn't very specific. Mot had no clue.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 6:41 pm
Hel started to drum her fingers on her knee as Mot seemed to hesitate for a moment, but the drumming motion stopped as soon as he started to speak.
Oh…Jack.
Hel seemed to freeze, and her mind kicked into overdrive. Was he really asking? Yes. He was. Didn’t he hear what Lattice had said? Apparently not. The reaper wasn’t sure if that was a good or a bad thing. She…she couldn’t tell him the real reason. She wouldn’t tell him the real reason. That involved her feelings…her feelings when she knew right where he stood in the scheme of things. It was now time to lie. It was better this way, right? Hel would deny anything more than what she was about to say, and Mot wouldn’t know any better…and all would be okay…right? Her feelings…would just complicate things…and it wasn’t like they mattered anyways.
“…I was…upset because…” Come on, Hel. “…Because we were in the middle of a very serious situation…and you were not focusing on what needed to be done.” Her voice sounded a bit off, the reaper cleared her throat, trying to smooth it over. “…In the middle of a battle like that…I thought it wise for your head to remain in the situation…we were all counting on you, after all.”
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 6:50 pm
Somehow, Mot was disappointed in what he heard. Was this the honest truth? First of all, Hel seemed evasive. She didn't sound like she was speaking the whole story.
"Not focused?" Mot parroted, looking a little dejected. "But it was just the hub.. what do you mean counting on me? I was of no use the whole trip.."
Or maybe.. did she think he was of no used because he had worried about Lizzy?
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 7:08 pm
Mot looking dejected…that tugged at her heart strings. She reminded herself it was better this way though. “Ah…but…we were having a very important discussion in the hub…I thought it best for you to be paying attention…” To the conversation. Yes, the conversation.
Hel frowned as Mot said he was of no use. “…Ah! Don’t say that!” Hel piped up, leaning towards him. “You fought statues off of your team mates, you tore your way through a mirror maze…you came to my aid…you fought valiantly for the Soul Harvester…you dodged many nets…you stood up to the main false reaper…”
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 7:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 7:30 pm
"It wasn't that.. I just.. everyone else had a much better idea of what was going on." Mot retorted, albeit hesitantly. "I didn't have anything to add.."
Her attempts to make him feel better were mixed. She was painting him to be some kind of war hero, but he knew it wasn't true. She was simply trying to flatter him, surely. "I didn't land a single hit on that Boo.. the mirrors... that was a separate issue..." Mainly that they had driven him mad. "Though it's true I did it to get to you.." That last mirror, anyway. Ugh, just talking about it made his cuts itch.
"But I couldn't even get to the Soul Harvester! I ended up stuck on the field getting shot at by hunters! I nearly died and I hadn't even gotten the chance to do anything!" Mot huffed, gripping his knees. "I was useless." Always useless. He was no fighter. What was he even good for?
"So I'm great at running away then? And that main hunter.. I landed one hit, yes, but.." He winced, his facial burns tingled. "I picked a fight with the wrong sort."
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 7:40 pm
I'll double post oops you. 
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 7:44 pm
“…And…you also get a better idea of what’s going on through listening…you know…” Hel glanced off to the side. It seemed like…this train of logic was possibly working.
As Mot seemed determine to down himself though…Hel was now growing more irritated. She didn’t like that he downed himself like that, and it was showing. The reaper’s brows furrowed as her hands suddenly snapped out to rest on his knees, leaning closer towards him as she scowled, staring him in the eye. “You never ran away once, and you weren’t useless! You only would have been useless if you didn’t try! But you did! That’s what counts Mot, is that you never stopped trying!”
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 8:01 pm
Mot leaned backward slightly, his shoulders stiffened as Hel suddenly took his knees and leaned forward. He stared straight back at her, lips parting as her words sunk in. She was so determined to let him know he'd done well. Even if he hadn't performed the way he'd wished..
He never gave up, or ran. This was true. That whole time, he really was trying his very best. Still, to see Hel so passionate about this subject.
His still healing, pale skin felt warm, flushed. It was just like when she had given him that hat. She had mentioned then that he was a fine warrior, and that she was proud. So.. she really, truly meant it.
His shoulders relaxed slightly. Somehow, knowing he earned her respect felt so much better than simple flattery. Of course it did. But to be acknowledged for how hard he tried, he just...
"Sorry.. you're right." He'd been wrong to put himself down like that. "I mean.. thank you."
Why was he here again? Is this real life?
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