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 Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 8:49 am
There were a lot of things on Roch's mind as he headed for the club room, his guitar already summoned. First of all, his new band. He didn't THINK they would have a problem with each other, everyone seemed pretty laid back, but he didn't know if there were past issues or tastes (like what if one of them was secretly a JD fan? Jackin' horrifying) that would clash? They only had a little bit of time to get this right, he didn't have time to deal with in-band fighting! Secondly, he'd pretty much asked Lark to prom, hadn't he. Sure they weren't calling it a date, but he was pretty sure he was walking a thin line, dammit, especially since he'd promised to take her on a weekend trip, on top of it--he pulled out his phone, about to cancel the trip--and stared at the picture of her that made up his wallpaper. They were just friends, right? No harm no foul, he decided, putting the phone away without even unlocking it. A weekend trip never hurt nothin'. It was time to think of other things.He headed into the FMC club room, going to get one of the amps out of the corner for Mikey if he needed it, and set up the drums for Seiji--
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 10:08 am
If anyone had asked him, which nobody had, Nahm would have been happy to share his opinion on JD; it was slightly more complicated than it had been before the demon began attending Amityville Academy. In short: previously the grue had considered JD a talentless hack. Now he considered JD a talentless hack with a very nice a**, which did satisfactorily explain the boil's popularity.
He ambled into the club room and set about helping Roch haul things without having to be asked. He might be allergic to needless busywork, but when there was a group activity that he was actually interested in, pitching in to help was a given.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 2:51 pm
Mikey was always free, he was, as one might say, a free bird. Though he was slowly achieving his goal of flirting with everyone on Critter, his list of real life duties was very small.
He sauntered into the room with a healthy swagger, guitar slung over his shoulder and flipping his bangs out of his eyes with a shake of his head. He grinned upon entrance; he was always grinning. There was Roch, of course, and then there was another boil who he didn't recognize. Hm, he thought, this could be fun. Very fun.
Waving at Roch, Mikey called out a singsong 'Heeeey' then promptly made his way over to the other boil. He was still grinning widely as he he perched arefully on whatever Nahm was about to move.
"Hey, how 'ya doin'? I'm Mikey!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:05 pm
Nahm paused and gave Mikey a slow, obvious once-over. The perpetual, wide, glinty grin that could be seen inside his hood widened approvingly. "Doin' better now," the grue drawled. "I'm Nahm. Nice to meet you."
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:06 pm
Roch saw the signs. Roch knew the boils. "No makin' out till AFTER practice is over--an' preferably I ain't in the room," he drawled as he kept working.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:19 pm
If it was even possibly, Mikey brightened further, returning the appraising look and striking out his hand, offering it to Nahm.
"Pleasure's all mine, handsome," he cooed, leaning in - until, of course, he heard Roch, at which point, no matter how much he was intrigued by this new boil, he couldn't help but bother the reaper.
Mikey stood, sashaying pointedly past Nahm, his tail wagging. He quickly made his way to Roch, and draped his arms over the work boil's shoulders, letting out a loud sigh.
"But Rochy, makin' out might set the mood, y'know?"
He flashed a grin at Nahm over Roch's shoulder, winking at him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:23 pm
"Seriously, man, recently dumped here," Roch pointed out. "I ain't gettin' JACK except a kiss on the jackin' cheek, lately, an' I like ghouls, so don't bother to offer--but I'll be jacked if I gotta stand around watchin' other guys get sugar," he finished.
He was clearly still pouting over the kiss dare. Poor guy.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:24 pm
Nahm's grin widened further, if that was possible, and he followed Mikey over, approving of where this little game was going already. He ducked around to drape himself on Roch's side, one arm over Mikey's shoulder also, right up in his personal space and a little more bothersome than the usual, just because this was absolutely irresistible. "Might write us some ballads," he smirked.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:31 pm
As he watched Nahm complete the 'Roch sandwich', Mikey was pretty sure he had just met his new best friend.
"Yeah, Roch, let it all out dude. 'Sides if you ever decide to strum to a different tune, pretty sure we could help you forget all about that silly ghoul," he said, leaning closer.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:35 pm
"I seriously hate you both right now," Roch said dryly. "Get back to work, boils, or I'll lock both of you in DIFFERENT closets," he threatened, pulling away from them both, a little grin playing on his lips.
"Jackasses," he added with amusement. "Mikey, I got an amp out for you already, if y'need it, if you want a different type there's more in that corner. I'm going to get the drums set up for Seiji."
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:38 pm
Nahm snickered. "Okay, fine, fine, if you're going to make threats," he said. He let Roch pull away. "I'll give you a hand with that."
There might have been a slight extra emphasis on give you a hand.
There might also have been a hand on Mikey's butt briefly.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:49 pm
"Okaaay," Mikey whimpered, though the sad puppy dog look on his face was immediately replaced by something happier, and more mischievous, as he felt a roaming hand on his rear.
Unlike Roch, he certainly didn't mind and was even a bit flattered. Well, more like a lot flattered, as he wandered over to the amp Roch had mentioned, his tail wagging again.
"Guess we'll have to practice for after-practice some other time, Nahm."
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:52 pm
"We can practice for after-practice after practice." Nahm shot a cheerful leer at Mikey.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 6:16 pm
Roch choked, then shook his head as he let the laugh escape him. "You're crazy. It's like... jackin' squared," he drawled as he finished setting up the drums.
"Y'both got the sheet music, right?" he said, looking at them. "Any new songs y'wanna add to the lineup? If y'got 'em, y'better have either the music or a damn good concept of how we should play it."
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 7:52 pm
Seiji really did pick the absolute best times to enter into conversations. Nahm's comment had him stopping just inside the door, and he arched a brow at the grue before turning to Roch as the reaper proceeded to call their singer crazy. "I missed something really interesting, I'm sure." He too went straight to helping set u the drums. They were for him, after all. It would have been rude to let the other boils do all the work. Besides, this way he could get them all positioned exactly how he liked them. A pair of drumsticks were sticking out of his back pocket. They were black with red tips and what looked like faux blood dripping down the handles. Roch and Nahm he knew, but the werewolf was a new face, so in between moving drums around he paused to offer his hand to the other boil. "Hey, I'm Seiji."
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