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 Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 3:48 am
As Hel finally spotted her (not that she had wanted that), Riyo's grin faded and eyes narrowed. "Gee Hel-" The ghoul started. "You sure are a good friend." Oh yeah. She was playing that card. "Always threatening me and trying to upset me. I tell you. Field of flowers every day."
And then Shun went off on his side-talk tangent that only made her roll her eyes. Glancing towards her drying clothes, she let out a sigh and simply rested her head on her knees. She was cold, annoyed, and soaked to the bone. Could things get worse?
... They could.
Her eyes managed to catch sight of some floating... Creature... With a bra on it's head. Oh dear sweet Jack... It was sentient. Instead of humoring it, however, she simply glanced away.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 7:08 am
Hel caught the sight of Mitsu’s bear out of the corner of her eye and grimaced. Damn it, Mitsu. Stop being so…cute. The reaper sighed, and finished wringing out her other boot, followed by her apron. It seemed more of Lizzy’s group was filing into the room, and while Hel usually would have been all over introducing herself to them…not today…
Actually, she didn’t even have to worry about it for too long, for soon within her mind, a bell chimed. The valkyrie perked up immediately, her dual toned gaze swiveling over to the door they had entered in, and felt like she was being summoned. Was it time to go? That was more than fine with her! The ghoul pulled her boots back on rather quickly, and sprung to her feet, hastily tying her apron back onto her person, and then picked up her bag and slung it around her. She did shoot a look back over at Riyo, her lips quirking in a mocking smirk. “Someone’s got to knock you down a few pegs.” She sneered. Upon the entrance of a new boo (with a bra on its head, none the less), it was go time, anyways.
The ghoul then looked down at Shun.
“It’s time to go. I’m going on ahead to scope it out, first, yes?” She didn’t bother waiting for an answer, and soon jogged over to their door, pleased to find that it wasn’t locked, but she peered into the darkness for a moment, pausing. Hel took a deep breath. Everything that had just happened here…leave it. It needed to be left here. There was no place for those emotions when they were on the battlefield and there were lives at stake. While she wasn’t pleased at the moment…that…wouldn’t change what she’d do to see them through all of this. Hel reached up and firmly patted her cheeks and shook her head, leaping through the door as it then closed behind her.
((Exiting!))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 8:14 am
Or would it? Letting out a scoff, Shun glanced to Mitsu, he noted that she was taking all of this fairly poorly. But at least it seemed it was about time to go. Nodding to Hel, he shot a glance to the thing with the bra on its head and went on to pack his things away.
"Stuff it," he mumbled lowly. Once his bag was packed up, he gingerly tossed his shirt and jacket back on. They were both still fairly damp.
"Come on Mitsu," he said to the girl before beginning to head on out.
((Exit))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 8:39 am
Mitsu's ears perked up immediately when it seemed it was time to go. While Hel went on ahead Mitsu quickly shoved her things back in her bag. They were still a little wet but that was going to have to do. Carefully she packed everything in the same order, Clothes, bath items, bear, and first aid kit. She was only slightly distracted by her task when she spotted one of those blobby ghost like things. It seemed to angry, though she imagined she might be as well if she was trapped in such a dinky body.
"Coming," Mitsu called throwing her backpack on her shoulders and tying her hoodie around her waist. With haste she followed behind Shun to face their next challenge. Hopefully the task would help take her group's mind off of fighting one another.
((Exiting))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 8:58 am
Mot caught Lizzy's gesture. e saw it. He knew what it meant. But rather than do anything about it, he ignored the pink haired demoness like he hadn't seen her at all just then. The sullen reaper sat by his things, patting at the laid out clothing to check if anything was dry.
After some time, a chime rang out in his mind. Was it time? Seemed so, as others were already moving. Mot took off the soaking wet top he was wearing once most of them had already gone, replacing it with an only slightly damp shirt from what he had laid out.
Mot stuffed everything back into his bag, including his jacket, which was much too heavy for him while wet. After slipping back into his boots, the reaper slung the bag over his shoulder, and quietly made his way out.
((Exiting))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 2:21 pm
Knock her down a few pegs? Riyo wanted to see the vakyrie try, but she said nothing more on the matter. It looked like it was time to blow this Popsicle stand.
Tossing in her slightly damp items, the feline followed her 'comrades' into the next room. Jack help them whatever it was.
( exiting )
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 8:18 pm
 Royalty suddenly snapped to attention. Had he just fallen asleep!? Who were these new creatures? What happened to 'slouchy'? He looked all around, to no avail. Mayhaps he had simply wandered away? Royalty nodded. That has to be it! The slouchy must of wandered off. Royalty was not going to rest in peace knowing that poor creature didn't know to stand up straight. He needed to find him and fix him. ((Exiting))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 9:10 pm
Mr. Ooo had long grown bored of the happenings in this room and decided he needed to find something else to do. Phasing through a wall, he was on his way to find someone to be his victim.
((exiting!))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 9:12 pm
Mina left suddenly for a rather unknown reason, it was rather boring around here after all.
((exit))
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 10:14 pm
((Freya is entering from Group 3's room))
Freya made sure the door stayed open, even after she helped drag Herryk in. Once they were there, however, she only managed to stumble a few more feet before trying to settle him down gently. The force of his weight brought him down more than she did, however, and she was simply tugged along for the ride, landing more on him than beside him whether she wanted to or not.
She let him go, and pushed herself back up to sit normally beside him. Then she slumped, watched the door for the rest of her teammates, and sulked in silence.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 10:18 pm
Herryk is entering from Group 3 Room.
If there was one thing that Herryk hated it was being weak.
If there could be one thing that topped that, it would assuredly be being weak in front of Freya.
Herryk hit the floor with a thud, though he did the best he could to make sure that Freya didn't hit the floor as hard as he had. He could vaguely sense that she might be upset, but he wasn't sure what had caused it.
The floor felt so nice.
"Goodnight ladybird," he exhaled an instant before he passed out.
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 10:31 pm
Goodnight?
Freya paused in her vigilant watch to look down at Herryk, who'd curled up turned away from her. She scrambled over to the other side, bent in, and stared at his unconscious form.
"Herryk?" She whispered, bending in and shaking him lightly.
"Herryk?" Her voice rose in fear, and her shaking increased. But he didn't seem.. any more dead than usual. Maybe he was just tired..
She picked his head up, slid herself under him with several scooting movements, and let him rest his head on her lap. It couldn't be comfortable, the way he had been. There, she brushed his hair with her fingers, idly making tiny braids in it.
All of this was done with a strained, worried look on her face. Perhaps she just did it to make herself feel better. She looked like she needed it.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 6:17 am
The frost demon managed a weak smile for Lizzy amidst the tense atmosphere and allowed herself to be led to the center of the room, though it might have made her even less comfortable. She hadn't noticed them before, but there were a few boos floating about the room, some intent on making some noise. A suitable distraction, they served, but for the many others they were simply part of the background. There were.....more pressing matters for the others to deal with after all.
Edel watched in silence as the other group streamed out of the room to their next challenge. Where was Vieve, exactly she thought anxiously, looking back at the door which they had just come from. Now she was the one tugging Lizzy's hand, urging her back to the door.
“Let's go look for Vieve, shall we?” And with that she reopened the door and disappeared back into the room.
((Exiting))
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 7:56 am
Entering from Group 3
"I'm covered in glitter too, ya know?" Calder pointed out. "Doesn't seem I could get any more...." He cringed at the word. "..sparkly." He entered the room once more and frown. Sure, it was rather timid here, but there were still a lot of boos. He didn't like em, and right now they could all use a rest. The First years especially, who were silent and resting on the floor.
"They don't look too good." Calder pointed out, frowning in concern. Rifling through his bag, he pulled out his comb once more and the tin of Hello Unicorn bandaids and started to move over to the pair.
"You two okay?" He asked, kneeling down and settling beside the large form of Herryk. He seemed to be sleeping. Calder offered Freya his brush to use if she was going to do his hair, and opened his tin to start peeling a bandaid for the large creature. The ghoul seemed she might need a few too. "You two did very well."
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2011 5:47 pm
Freya eyed the brush for a moment, and took it as it was offered, but she didn't brush Herryk's hair. Instead, the brush just lay prone in her hand, unmoving. Calder's words stung, if only because she felt the opposite was true. Perhaps Herryk had done well, but she had already been a drain on the group's resources twice. She knew where she stood.
"I'm fine." She responded flatly. "Thanks for savings me."
She felt sick to her stomach.
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