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 Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:48 pm
Sepheran had been standing off to the side with a few of the others ready for their turn up. They didn't really tell him what to wear so he just went with his normal outfit for now. Of course...it seemed some of the gnomes had other ideas as he was ambushed and dressed in new clothes just before he heard him name.
He didn't really have much time to protest as he was shoved on stage was a few of the others. He blinked his white eyes staring at the massive blob of what he imagined had to be the audience here to bid. Well whatever outfit they put him in it was nice and warm so he didn't have any real complaints. Liannan slithered her body under the jacket they had him in enjoying the warmth as well.
He could hear one of the others on the stage try and call out, it seemed she was a bit nervous. He smiled softly moving slightly to be next to the ghoul placing a hand gently on Tsetsiliya's shoulder hoping it might calm her a bit before lifting his own hand up in a wave. "It's for a good cause everyone," Sepheran called out.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:50 pm
He wasn't sure if he really wanted to bid. Sure, this might be the easiest way to get a date with the boil who he may or may not have had a crush on since the Christmas Town debacle, but was this really the way he wanted to do it?
On the other hand, it didn't have to be a date, exactly. He could use this as an excuse that he just wanted to bid on his friend, and keep him from being bidless, and then they could just hang out at the arcade or something.
He rattled his bag of pumpkin seeds, all 453 of them. All right. He would do this, and if things went bad, well, he could deal with that when it happened.
I'm raising my hands in the air! All the players know that I'm layin' down 200 seeds on this hottie Sepheran.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 5:57 pm
Colette didn't even notice someone had approached her, she had been looking at the stage so intensely in thought. It took her a moment to realize anyone was actually talking to her as well. A Reaper? Oh yeah, that was her.
She turned towards the voice and replied, "Yeah, I am.." and took a second to look at him and think. Had she seen him before? She wasn't sure.. there were a lot of Reapers in the dorm. That and she didn't really pay too much attention. She at least knew she had never met anyone named Myr before. "I'm Colette," she said, trying to return the smile.
Once the gnome announced the next round, Colette glanced at the new students going up. Hrm.. She had taken too long, again. If she had even intended to bid, it wouldn't have happened. Biting her lip, she decided to wait and see how things played out. And, agh... Had Myr noticed her looking at the auction? She looked back at him, trying to figure out if he had. She didn't want it to look like that!
And then he bid on the auction. Colette smiled, trying not to let it be seen, but then she lost it and let out a laugh.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:11 pm
"It's nice to meet you." He knew very few reapers, and it was nice to actually have a chance to interact with another of his colleges. She was obviously pondering bidding on the auction, although she kept acting as if she was trying to hide that fact. Was she that bothered by the whole idea?
He grinned at her when she burst out laughing, a little unsure about what she found so funny. "Vel'bol?" he asked, dropping back into his native tongue, asking what was so funny.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:11 pm
Jericho's confusion over her outburst - and her confusion over the text - was momentarily forgotten at Daisuke's touch. Starling again, the little Vetala pulled the skelephone closer to her chest while her head turned to stare wide-eyed up at the ghost boil. A couple seconds of wide-eyed staring, and then...
"Daisuke!" She exclaimed with a bit of a smile; she hadn't seen the boil in so long...! "Uuuuhh...Y-yes? I think. Maybe..." Faltering at his question, Amrita looked back at Jericho and Riley, and then down at her phone. "Just...L-lizzy sent me a message and she...got it all wrong and..." A bit of a verbal flail and the skelephone as snapped shut and tucked back into it's hiding place...without actually answering the text. "I-it's fine, just a...um, misunderstanding...H-How've you been...?" Subject change! She hadn't seen him in forever!
However, she was momentarily distracted as she heard her name; wait, she won? ...Yay! She won! Beaming, she turned to look up at Jericho, her face still flushed from the text but looking mighty pleased with herself.
"T-There! See? I...I got you off the stage!" Not that it made clear sense, but Amrita was clearly talking like she'd let him in on her plan earlier; something she still realized she forgot to do. "N-now you just have to decide if you want to go or not!" Yes, her plan worked brilliantly!
"...Oh! This is Daisuke." She said, gesturing to the wisp boil near her before turning her attention back to Daisuke for a moment. "And, ah, this is Jericho." It was polite to introduce them, right?
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:16 pm
I'm raising my hands in the air! All the players know that I'm layin' down 200 on this hottie Aksaja
Claire awkwardly stepped in. She saw that Aksaja was being auctioned and nobody had bid, so she counted her seeds and picked out 200 to start. It was for charity, right? Claire didn't know the charity, nor did she really care, but she liked Aksaja. Hopefully nobody would recognize her.
Where did she even get these seeds?
Why is there gum under tables? Haven't people heard of a bin?
What colors do blind people see?
Life's questions.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:29 pm
Pausing, Alcyone realized that someone had actually bid on her and she couldn't help but flash a huge smile at the ghoul. Oh how grateful she was that Tsetsiliya had the heart to get her away from this gnome. Her self esteem hadn't taken a hit when nobody had bid on her but now she was nervous. What was this dance going to turn out like?
Though it didn't matter. She was going to be getting off this stage finally and away from this gnome. For future reference, she was going to consult Sin before doing anything like this ever again. As she had relaxed, Alcie realized that somebody was pointing at her and was making a bid? Squinting slightly, she tried to spot the owner of the voice and realized it was one of the dragon boils. Huh. At this point, she was so confused and had no idea why he was bidding on her. Tset had already saved her from the gnome so what was the reason for his bid? Shaking the thoughts from her head, Alcie reminded herself that this was for charity and she should have tried harder to get more bids! So she should be happy that this boil bid on her!
After the end of the auction, she stepped off the stage and before she could go over and thank Tset, she realized that the ghoul was the next one to be auctioned off. Walking off, Alcie stood on her tip toes to see if she could find the boil, Aymet, that had bid on her or Ren. Actually, she had never been formally introduced to him but she had heard that he was looking for pumpkin seeds and seeing that she had extra... Maybe he was trying to bid on that special somebody. Spotting Ren in the distance, Alcie walked towards him and handed him a small bag. "Here you go. Good luck with the auction." Smiling at him and wondering if Aymet had stuck around, Alcyone walked away and went to go look for him.
((Alcie has given Ren her 497 pumpkin seeds!))
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:32 pm
Sin was having a bit of a shock, okay more like a complete shock. Riley?! Had Riley been the one to send Christof to bid for her? It just didn't make any sense at all! Riley was going to the dance with Malodore wasn't she? Why would she bid on her then, was it payback for the kiss? Surely Riley understood she hadn't meant anything, except to distract her and save her from getting furious enough to leech everyone's brains out. Except she hadn't been furious at all which was rather nice it meant Riley had more control then Sin had given her credit for.
"Yes, well thank you...I knew I could earn a fair amount for the charity, but I'm afraid I don't understand? You sent Christof to bid on me? You're going to the dance with Malodore aren't you Riley?" Sin's brow slowly arched and her head cocked a bit to one side looking at he other demon with mild curiosity and concern.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:37 pm
Eyes wide and the paler patches of his face bright red, Christof madly shook his head. No no no no not for Mistress Riley! Where was Barth? Okay, that was a stupid question, the Sloth demon had probably fallen asleep in the shower again and he'd have to do some mopping when he got back to the Demon's dorm but...
Mistress, I... I.. I s-swear she... she's for Master Barth! Really! He didn't sound very convincing, even to himself, especially s he clung to the demoness, reveling in being so close to so much lovely exposed skin. A hand absently drifted down to stroke the lovely toned muscle of her thigh, a shudder spreading up his spine and over his hunch. His.... all his...
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:51 pm
Colette mentally sighed. Augh, what had she done? It wasn't polite to just chuckle out of nowhere. Weird, that's what is was. In an attempt to play it off, she tried to explain her brief strangeness. "It's nice to meet you too, and I'm sorry. I was just thinking how terrible it would have been if I had just bid on him too. Not that I - uh.. huh?" Colette was speaking sort of fast in her awkwardness, but the foreign language she had just heard tripped her up. She had no clue what Myr had just said.
"I.. I don't know what that means. Sorry," she told him. Colette hated when that happened; when words she didn't understand were used. She couldn't help but feel a little dumb, and she hoped her statement would help him know to explain. She hadn't met a lot of Reapers. Only two, actually; and she really didn't want to look incompetent in front of the third.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:52 pm
Just then, conveniently (or perhaps unconveniently), Barth did show up. He had seeds. Not as many as he thought he ought to have, but he hadn't bothered looking around for where the rest had gotten to. He stood blearily at the entryway to the commons, looking disoriented and half-asleep.
He was, at least, not soggy.
His hair was also its usual bedhead mess and not braided or covered in ribbons.
Auctioneers were being...auctioned, that seemed in order. Colette was here too, he saw. She wasn't being auctioned, was she? And Alwine and Belladonna, of course. Riley. Christof. Sin. West. Even Claire.
He wasn't planning on bidding, exactly, but he thought he ought to be there for the proceedings. In case something horrible happened, and he could...well, probably sleep through it anyway.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:53 pm
Riley stared for a moment, unsure as to how exactly she had gotten caught up in all of this. Me? What? No, no. He didn't bid on you for me. He bid on you for Barth. He has assured me of this. The entire situation would be more than a little amusing, if it wasn't so awkward. She chuckled quietly, and shook her head.
She caught movement out of the corner of her eye, and her head nodded distinctly in a certain sloth demon's direction.
Speak of the devil, there's your date for the dance Sin.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:58 pm
He grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, sometimes I accidentally slip back into my native tongue. Vel'bol just means what." He didn't mind explaining, he had been the one to slip up, and he couldn't expect very many people to understand what he was saying. They were a bit of an aloof culture.
"That would be fairly amusing, and if you really want to bid on Seph, you're more than welcome to." He didn't care, not really, and in any case that would mean more seeds for this whole silly auction.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 6:59 pm
"For Barth? Oh!" Now he horns made sense, and the sense of impending doom began to lift a bit. Barth...well that wasn't bad, he was sort of cute in a lazy puppy way. She felt Christof's hand slide along her thigh and shot him a quick look before the corner of her mouth twitched in a mildly amused way. "You know Morrigan has lovely legs as well." She reminded the patchwork before tossing her hair over her shoulder and glancing back to see...yes Barth.
"Well come on Christof might as well tell Barth what a fine job you did of spending his seeds for him." She glanced back at Riley with a small smile. "Sorry for the confusion, a pleasure to see you as always." Then she turned and headed towards Barth, once she informed him of his luck in getting to take her to the dance she could go change.
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Posted: Fri Feb 11, 2011 7:07 pm
The pleasure was all mine, I assure you, Riley responded with a slow nod, although she sounded rather distracted. She'd seen Christof's hands run across Sin's thigh inappropriately, and it unsettled her. She knew exactly what Christof really wanted out of Sin.. and she had to wonder if the patchwork didn't still have plans to take advantage of the auction win to get her alone. She had mixed feelings about Christof's true intentions.
Once Jericho and Amrita seemed comfortable enough discussing their arrangement without her, she left them alone with a casual wave and returned to her table. Here, she saw a few just sitting there, doing nothing. One of which was West, whose seeds lay there unused on the table. Her eyes narrowed to slits, and she leaned in to look him in the eye.
I've already dealt with one stubborn boil who didn't want a date, you know. She murmured rather suddenly. There are very nice ghouls standing up there waiting for someone to end their torment. You are sitting here with your pile of seeds, picking your nose and doing nothing about it. If you don't bid soon, I think I shall have to turn your brain into slush, and force your barely animate corpse to go to the dance with Calder.
<3
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