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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 10:14 am
Mot wanted to see Lizzy. Lizzy was sweet and cute and Lizzy. He needed some Lizzy time. Never not Lizzy time. All of the Lizzy time. So he made his way to the Lizzy dorm, and knocked on the Lizzy door.
"Lizzy? Are you in?"
Maybe he should have first called the Lizzy phone?
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 1:19 pm
[brb dying at your post]
Lizzy was busy doing Lizzy things, which included taking really long showers, and actually trying to give herself some Lizzy time, something that she probably needed, but wouldn't admit; right now, she was laying on her bed, tummy down, a good (romance) book in her hand. However, she figured that if she worried herself sick, she wouldn't be in a condition to look after anyone else. Besides, it was comforting to note that Amrita, Amphi, and Mitsu were all in very capable hands.
"Moooot?" She tilted her head towards the door, closing the book and then slipping it under her bed; she wasn't sure Mot would be able to handle a story about a romance between two vikings. Especially since... It contained some writing that even made her blush. Rolling off her bed, she spent a minute tidying up her dress and hair before skipping over to the door, swinging it open and hugging the reaper on the other side, "Hi broooooo~"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 6:35 pm
Mot smiled widely as Lizzy answered the door, taking a step forward and gripping her into a hug. "Don't say bro." He ordered seriously, gripping her tightly and lifting her off of her feet. "That is not something a lady should say."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 10:33 pm
"Why not?" She asked, pouting slightly as she wriggled her toes, suspended in mid-air, "How is bro a bad word?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 10:36 pm
"It's not bad. You're just not allowed to say it." Mot said, smirking down at her. He finally set her back on her own two feet, resting his hands in his pockets. "So! Would you like to go out today? I need some Lizzy time." He was tired of the downers of life. He needed to go up! Up, up, up!
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 10:43 pm
"Why noooooooooot?" Lizzy whined, folding her arms across her chest once her feet were back on the ground; she was really just being a brat. Knowing that it bothered Mot made her want to do it even more, just a bit, "With you? Always! Give me a moment..."
She slipped back into her room, grabbing her hairbrush to comb her hair in order to make it look presentable. And then she tied it up into a ponytail. Once that was done, she slipped into a pair of flats, and rejoined Mot at the door, closing it behind her, "Where to?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 10:56 pm
"Because no." Mot said with a shake of his head.
He waited patiently as she agreed to come, rocking in his heels until she returned. He grinned and offered his arm to her. "Would you like to go into town? I heard a new Cafe that opened up. They have Caster Bean Pie, Snake Root Stew, and Nightshade Tea!"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 11:00 pm
Lizzy said nothing more on the 'bro' topic. Instead, she returned the grin as she took his arm, "Ohhhhh, a new cafe? Your treat then?" She giggled, "Or should it be my treat, considering how it's a surprise that you would drink tea and actually want to eat something."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 11:03 pm
"My treat. And hey, I've been good lately! I eat at least once a day now." He smiled widely and led her out of the dorms. "I even sleep on a semi regular basis. Not for very long, but enough." It wasn't always good sleep, but the fact remained he was making a habit of it. Hey, sleep might actually help with his mood wings anyway. He'd certainly been temperamental ever since that.. day of the invasion to Deus. The day he'd stayed behind. Keeping it together was getting increasingly difficult.
So, to be healthy, he would ignore it completely. Huzzah!
"So yes, I'll eat with you."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 11:09 pm
Lizzy gasped in a rather dramatic and animated fashion.
"You eat at least once a day now?! And sleep on a semi-regular basis?!" She stared at the boil, narrowing her eyes as she poked him on his arm, "Where is my big brother and what have you done to him?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 11:12 pm
Mot pouted very animatedly, staring down wide eyed. "But I thought that was good news!" He wailed, mostly in a mocking fashion. "I had tried training with Mac and Shun. Now whenever Mac isn't trying to destroy me I try and train on my own. I don't think it is helping, but I thought it couldn't hurt, right?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 11:17 pm
"You've been training with Mac? And Shun? And by yourself?" Mot's pout wasn't very effective as Lizzy continued to poke him on his arm, "Seriously, where did my big brother go? What's the reason underneath all of these lifestyle changes, Mot?" Her tone had turned serious somewhere along the line, "I heard you had a falling out with Shun the other day."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 11:22 pm
Mot frowned some more. "Is it so unbelievable for me to try and be stronger?" He seemed almost disheartened. "Besides.. I only had one session with him. It was much too intense. And I avoid Mac's sessions because he's.... Mac. He made me fight a first year ghoul."
The reaper's face tensed as his falling out was mentioned, his eyes darkening and gaze dropping. "Yeah." He murmured with a grumble. "I went off the handle. I've been doing that a lot lately."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 11:27 pm
"It's not unbelievable, Mot. It's just that... It is important to understand the reason behind these things. Your motivation. Once it is clear to you, it will be easier to maintain it. If you're just training for the sake of training, you'll just wear yourself out," Lizzy had stopped poking the boil at this time, "Oh? Did you suppress your Fear to a lower level? That's... Really hard to do. It's good training."
She removed her hand from his arm just to ruffle his bangs, "And do you know the reason why?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2012 11:36 pm
"My motivation..." Wasn't it to be competent? Was that not enough? He just wanted to keep up with his friends. To be strong like a boil should. "Yeah, I did. It was difficult to do." He supposed it was good training but.. "He also forbade me from using my weapon. He told me to fight a ghoul with my bare hands! A BLIND GHOUL!" He waved a hand in the air.
Mot frowned deeper, even as his hair was ruffled. "I think it's me. I think I have just become so frustrated at myself that I lash out. My patience wears thinner every day. Shun was being stubborn and I snapped."
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