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 Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 3:10 pm
He stared dolefully at the space where his bed used to be. In the aftermath of the past few days what affected him most was not the state of ruin the school campus was in, no... It was the fact that he had nowhere to sleep. His wonderful four-poster bed was gone, just like that.
Shoji whimpered slightly as he turned to bolt from the room, the sudden motion causing his already failing door to come apart at the final hinge and collapse in a dusty heap. Without even a backwards glance the boil continued quickly down the hallway towards the exit. Yes, it was best to distance himself for a while to mourn properly.
Tucking his hands into his sleeves, the raiju began to wander towards the other dormitories. Perhaps there would be someone to help take his mind off of all this.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 3:41 pm
Andrew was out and about. While many of the student's rooms were in complete disarray still he had managed to get his put back together. At least it was tolerable, though he needed a new couch. He had other problems on his hands. Actually something that would help him get the new couch. He set about the demon dorms, taping up signs in the lounges, tail flickering as he worked. Was 50 seeds a bit much? Possibly. Most scareons were much cheaper if not free. But these were special. Not because of their colors, but their legend. something he posted on the small piece of paper. It should be enough. He stares at it and then turned ready to move on, when he spotted someone he hadn't before. "Oh, hey." was that a dog? No it wasn't a dog. Too fox like. Please be a fox.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 4:07 pm
The fox in question was not a fox at all, but it didn't bother him the slightest that others would mistake him for such. He certainly shared similar characteristics to his wily cousins and he only had his parents to thank for his overly bushy tails.
With an upward glance, Shoji vaguely recognized the demon dorms coming into view. He'd barely spoken to any demons outside of his cousin, and if Makoto was anything to go by they probably weren't the best lot to chat with at the moment. The boil passed by the building without a second thought, almost clearing the area before a greeting possibly directed at him reached his ears. Turning instinctively, he noticed one of the dorm's inhabitants watching him.
"HELLO," he returned, interest piqued. This one was the embodiment of demon, right down to the spade tail. "CAN I HELP YOU?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 4:33 pm
"Ahh not, not particularly. Not unless you want a Paopu Scareon anyway." Andrew passed one of the fliers to the monster. Quote: For Sale:  If you share a pair with a friend it is said your destinies are forever intertwined. 50 seed per pet. While Andrew was a demon, he didn't seem at all bothered with talking to absolutely everyone. As long as they weren't dogs, or in direct danger of getting him wet, the demon did not care. He did hold himself maybe a little further back than was usually comfortable in conversations.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 5:26 pm
He took the flyer curiously with a scratch of his ears, head tilting as his bright eyes swept over its contents. This boil was... selling a minipet? It was a nice looking one, he'd give him that. His eyes narrowed as he read the last line.
50 seeds per pet.
"50 SILVER SEEDS?" he blurted out, holding the flyer at arms length like it was suddenly detrimental to his health. A few passing students gave him strange looks and he lowered his voice slightly, waving the piece of paper at the other in an attempt to illustrate his surprise.
"ISN'T THAT A BIT MUCH?" On a good day the raiju could afford maybe a fifth of what the demon was selling, let alone two of them like the flyer was advertising. "WHAT DO YOU NEED THE SEEDS FOR?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 5:43 pm
The sudden outburst made Andrew step back a bit and he winced. Why was he so loud? His tail shifted between himself an the other boil, fire acting as a wall of protection. "You don't have to have one. But they are rare. You won't be able to get them anywhere else. They have to be imported from an island. That and well they do intertwine your destines forever." he frowned. It wasn't his fault, that they were incredibly rare. Well, he probably could lower the prices, just a bit. Naw... the only other place to get them was his mother's store back in firelands, and the trip was more than the money saved. "And they are part of the family business. I don't get to just have all that money, I have to send most of it back home. Besides.... I don't know about you but my furniture got ruined. I have to replace it some how." he scowled at the much taller boil.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 6:16 pm
He mulled over the information for a bit before shrugging a shoulder. "I SUPPOSE THAT'S TRUE. GOOD LUCK ANYHOW." He wasn't quite sure who could afford one of these Scareons on mere student wages, but there were wealthy students with whom the demon would have more luck with. The boil held the flyer out to return it, the edge catching fire as it came in contact with the others weaving tail.
"OH CANDLEJACK."
Dropping the object on the ground, Shoji made a show of stomping out the flames, heel grinding into the paper as he reduced it to a charred mess.
"I.... OOPS. SORRY." He grinned sheepishly at the demon, forcing a laugh as he stepped back from the smoking ashes. "MY FURNITURE IS GONE TOO," he continued quickly, in an attempt to change the subject. Unfortunately that only made him remember the demise of his bed, and his ears drooped sadly in turn.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 7:11 pm
Andrew stared at him. He did not... That Jack! His tail burned only higher as the demon carefully stepped on the paper and stomped out the flame. "I am not a fire place. Don't use me like one." he scowled, and gave the other boil with his condescending stare. No one used a flame's demon's fire without permission and by tossing the flier in his tail like that, he might as well have spit on him. The change of subject got little response. The flame demon was very unhappy.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 8:13 pm
"HEY, I WAS ONLY TRYING TO GIVE THAT BACK TO YOU," he said with a wave of his hands, forgetting about his bed as quickly as he remembered it. "YOU'RE THE ONE WAVING YOUR TAIL AROUND LIKE A FIRE HAZARD." There was no animosity in his voice as he blinked down at the glowering demon, though a spark of electricity flickered warningly between his pointed ears in case the other was entertaining the idea of picking a fight.
"I SAID I WAS SORRY," he added lamely, one foot scraping the ashen remains of the paper around as if trying to hide the evidence. Flyers were meant to be given out and possibly thrown away; that came with the territory. Was the demon honestly angry over something so trivial? Shoji paused to take in the others unwavering expression. No... it seemed there was something else.
"LOOK, UH... I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOTTEN YOU WORKED UP BUT WHATEVER IT IS, I DIDN'T MEAN IT." What was with him and terrible first impressions?
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 8:57 pm
"Fire hazard?" the sorry came too late, and the other boil was still yelling everything he said. The tail stayed right where it was, burning between them and acting as a defense. "I'm not a walking fire Hazard! You are the one who didn't bother to adjust for it. And stop yelling at me. I didn't even do anything." the other boil had been the one to carelessly get the flier burned. He didn't even care about the flier that much, it was the fact that the other boil was now blaming him, for existing.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 10:22 pm
"IT IS WHEN YOU'RE BRANDISHING IT LIKE THAT," he said bluntly, brow furrowed as the demon showed no signs of calming down. He took a step back and out of the tail's range, his own tails weaving in mild confusion.
"AND I'M NOT YELLING. THIS IS HOW I TALK." Maybe it would be better to end the conversation prematurely. In any other situation he would have welcomed a good argument and brawl, but at this moment he hadn't an inkling of what they were even quarreling about. And anyways, he was supposed to be lamenting the state of his room.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 10:46 pm
Fine. He could match that. "YOU ARE YELLING YOU JACK!" his tail twitched but stayed in the general area, as he glanced around, looking for the best escape route. "And you are yelling at me. What am I supposed to do? Run away and whimper?" he probably would soon, except the larger boil was backing up. He had the advantage! Fire did have a tendency to win even though he was tiny. but if he lit up his hands, his fliers would be ruined and he's have to make more. Decisions. Instead he just stared at the larger boil. Go away he silently willed.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 11:11 pm
His tails bristled at the insult and he crossed his arms stubbornly. Maybe he could walk away but he'd at least like to know what he'd done. These demons were a strange bunch.
"THIS IS HOW I ALWAYS TALK," he repeated slowly. "ANYWAYS, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT'S GOTTEN YOU ALL FIGHT OR FLIGHTY. WAS IT THE COMMENT ABOUT THE PRICE?" The monster tilted his head at the question, holding the others stare. It was odd for him to be the reasonable one in a fight, if you could call it that.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 11:21 pm
"No it was you using my tail as a garbage disposal." he scowled. What a dumb boil. Very dumb for a fox. Usually foxes were smarter, unless he was just messing with him. "Then you need to learn some self control, if you talk like that all the time, you won't be able to do anything as an adult." or at least the boil wouldn't survive two seconds in any demon relations. They would eat him alive. He wasn't sure of the boil was just stupid but he was getting used to the barking. He didn't know foxes barked like that.
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Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 11:38 pm
Shoji sighed inwardly and rubbed the bridge of his nose. At least he'd gotten the other to say whatever it was he was so angered about. Using his tail as a garbage disposal? Did he ever do such a thing? The boil squinted for a moment before eying the spot where the flyer used to be.
"OH... THAT? THAT WAS AN ACCIDENT. I SAID I WAS SORRY, DIDN'T I?" Once again he folded his hands into his sleeves and stared down at the other. He supposed it was probably some sort of cultural taboo for the other to have his tail touched. Probably. Or he was just a sensitive boil.
"WHY DO YOU THINK I'M AT AMITYVILLE?" he scoffed. "ANYWAYS, I COULD SAY THE SAME FOR YOU."
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