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 Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:14 am
"Whaddya think he's doin'?"
"Ben, I've come t'the conclusion that this place's fulla dingbats. Ya'd do much better t'just ... accept it. Never can tell, Ben. Never can tell."
"'s got some nits in the network, too right."
"D'ya think we should go see'f he's okay?"
Ben snorted. They'd been strolling around campus, getting to know the layout better. Lark, being the bleeding heart that she was, had given pause when the duo had stumbled upon a boil sitting upside down on a bench. Head nearly touching the ground, his feet were thrown over the backrest of the bench. They'd been watching him for a good few minutes.
"Goin' through life with the porch light on dim," the buck answered, shaking his head as Lark moved forward to approach the boil.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:20 am
Roch was working hard. He--no, Roch was being an idiot. That pretty much covered a lot of the stuff he did, but this time there was a reason. He held his arm out to the side, his FEAR taking form and his guitar appearing in his hand.
He was a bit dizzy, but he ignored it as he brought his guitar into his arms and played a few notes, still hanging upside down. Blood to the brain... blood to the bra--
His eyes crossed, only then focusing on a-- "What the jack? Did I faint?" he asked blankly. What else would explain that massive sungaryuu? His legs came over his head and he flipped so he was standing--only to stagger slightly. "Blood... head..." he muttered, touching his temple and shaking his head.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:30 am
A little alarmed, Lark quickly moved closer. Ben was much slower in his approach, using his fore-paws and tail to propel him. Wait a second... was that a --
"'ey there, mate. That a weapon? Like... yer a reaper?" Her worries for the boil's mental health was immediately forgotten as green eyes latched onto the guitar. How bloody awesome was that? She wanted to touch it. "It's a bloody beaut, mate!" Lark rocked back on her heels, visibly impressed by the boil's guitar.
Ben gave a disgruntled snort, finally coming to stand next to Lark.
"Ain't nothin' special t'me," he huffed, clearly put off.
"Don't think ya fainted, mate," Lark ignored Ben and continued to oogle the weapon. "Ya probably jest... got too much ... say, can I hold it?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:35 am
"Er, actually, ah, I kinda feel a lil WRONG havin' people hold it," Roch admitted, idly, his eyes glued to the massive sungaryuu. "Did that sungaryuu bigger than Jove just--wait," he said, shaking his head again. "Jack, gimme a minute, I think that trick failed," he admitted.
"A familiar!" he said, snapping his fingers. His expression was that of an enlightened being. (Yes, Roch, I don't think getting more blood to your brain is going to help, sorry, man...) "You're a familiar, right? Jack, that's awesome! What's your name--names?" he asked, glancing at Lark belatedly. "I'm thinkin' you're first years, right?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:45 am
"Too right," Ben grunted.
Lark waved a hand in Ben's direction. "Aye, this's m'familiar Ben. I'm Lark. Only been here a few days, t'be honest." She shrugged before giving the guitar a mournful look.
"Ben don't like it none when anyone touches him either," she sighed, shaking her head. With a swoop of her hand she swept off her hat, reaching forward with her other hand to offer a handshake. "S'nice ta meetcha. Yer name?"
Ben kept quiet. He appeared to be relieved that Lark was making friends with someone that could talk in complete sentences.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:54 am
"Roch," Roch said, shaking the offered hand. "So you're that new, huh? Taken any classes yet? Met anyone?" He pulled his hand back so he could sling his guitar over his back. "Jack, I'm sorry, but I ain't never seen a familiar that cool," he said. "How do you fight together?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 9:02 am
Ahh, the twenty-thousand dollar question.
"We ah.. we haven't yet."
A sheepish look was shared between reaper and familiar.
"We want'ta," Lark immediately followed up her previous comment. "We got plans to!" Her thin shoulders lifted in a shrug. "S'why we came here. M'mom n' dad are ahh.. grims." It looked like it pained Lark to admit it. "Never had a familiar before in t'family.. so s'why we're here, me n' Ben."
Change of topic, please.
"Took me an actin' class," Lark looked bored just talking about it, "Met a right great gal named Levi there. Also met someone named Savior, but... Ben didn't like 'er."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 9:12 am
"Levi? She's pretty awesome, but don't let her near your fish tank," Roch said with a grin. "I bet I could figure some stuff out," he said, clearly not realizing she was trying to change the subject. He was enamored with the idea of a fighting kangaroo. "I'd have to see what all you can do, though," he told Ben. Then he looked at Lark.
"Haven't met Savior," he said, catching onto a name he didn't remember. "What's she like?" Someone that the kangaroo didn't like, huh? Well there were some seriously strange people in the school. Like Nahm. Speaking of Nahm, he needed to call the guy sometime and get a rematch.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 9:24 am
Ben shuffled a little bit closer, obviously very intent on telling Roch exactly what Savior was like.
"Let ol'Ben tell ya, boil. That one is a damn wally dropkick, she is! Couldn't fight 'er way out of a paper bag, too right. Straight off 'er kadoova." The buck shook his head, leaning back on his tail with a grunt.
Lark snorted and rolled her eyes in Ben's direction.
"She ain't that bad," Lark assured Roch. "She's just ah.. y'know. She's nice enough." She fell silent for a moment before her face lit up.
"Hey, then? Y'reckon' y'could help me n' Ben here learn a few things 'bout scrappin'?" She gazed longingly at Roch's guitar before slapping her hat back atop her head. "Not talkin' t'day right, but in th'future mebbe?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 9:34 am
Roch... had no idea what the kangaroo had just said, except he DID get the couldn't fight part. And the fact that he really didn't like this Savior ghoul. Off her kadoova... "Y'mean, like off her rocker?" he offered. "So she's crazy? Ah, yeah, I wouldn't be surprised."
Then he looked at Lark, who seemed super happy at the idea. "I ain't ever fought a sungaryuu," he admitted. "I've fought werewolves, vampires, this massive undead guy named Herryk, Charlie, another reaper named Sparrow--" He seemed like he could go on, but he stopped. "Sure, I don't see why not," he said with a shrug. "I don't usually fight with ghouls, but I figure Ben's gonna do most of the fighting, anyway, right? I can teach you a few tricks, too, of course."
Okay, let's admit it, Roch, you just wanna fight with the giant kangaroo, don't you?
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 9:47 am
Ben slapped his paws together in excitement before pointing at Roch with a clawed finger. "Aye! Off'er rocker!" He sent a sideways glance at Lark. "I like this one, yeah? He's a smart'n." Ben beamed at Roch, tilting his head to the side when Roch called him a sungaryuu.
"Tch, I ain't no minipet, mate. I'ma kangaroo." He lifted up one muscled foot before thwapping it back on the ground. "'e thinks I'ma Chip, Lark," Ben chuckled, idly scratching his chest.
Lark grinned. "Chip's my sungaryuu... I guess y'could call Ben a ... bigger version? And yeah, Ben would be doin' mosta the fightin'."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 12:32 pm
"Kangaroo," Roch repeated. He seemed to be tasting the word, as if foreign. "Sounds good to me," he finally decided. "This," he said, bringing his guitar in front of him, "is an electric guitar. This--" he went on, covering the headstock with his hand and running his hand down the strings, "is a four string bass electric guitar. Her name is Desiree," he introduced them. "She's my baby. One I just happen to beat on people with."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 7:59 pm
"Desiree." Lark exhaled reverently, "She's a beaut, Roch. A real beaut." She clicked her tongue against her cheek and shook her head, gaze lingering on the guitar before she peered up at Roch. Lark grinned. "Ya gotta promise t'take it easy on ol' Ben here," she pitched a thumb in Ben's direction. Ben grunted.
"Can look after m'self," the kangaroo huffed. "But I've gotta admit, s'one fine lookin' weapon, Roch. Fine indeed."
Lark nodded. "Too right."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:07 pm
Roch looked at Desiree, turning her to see the edge on the body. "Mmm, looks like I need to sharpen her again, though," he admitted, flicking his thumb over the edge to test it. "Slammed it up against a few too many things, ruined the edge."
He shrugged it off. "Have you picked your room and everything?" he asked. "Got everything moved in?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:20 pm
Lark nodded happily.
"Aye, all settled in," she grinned. "Y'must live in t'reaper dorms too, then? They're awful nice, yeah." Lark shoved her hands in her pockets, rocking back on her heels as she watched Roch. Obviously the ghoul was impressed by the weapon, and even more impressed by the rapport that he shared with the inanimate object.
It made her feel a little guilty. She sent a sideways glance at Ben, who was busy grooming his muzzle.
"Wasn't expectin' t'have a full kitchen n' all. Are all th'rooms so big?"
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