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 Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 7:59 pm
"No, but a 103 is." She replied before she was... waved at. Oh. No you just did not. "Yes, I, Belladonna Divine, am the most sweater loving of people." The witch added with a voice so falsely sweet it was obvious enough that even as inebriated as the zombie was, he'd be able to see her anger. "What's so special about her anyways?" Even insulting didn't make the witch feel any better. The arrival of her favorite hoity-toity Horseman made the witch incline her head momentarily to him, mostly because he'd outbid Mort. As for Alexander, the witch whirled to glare up at him. "Yes, but Sal is our mutual friend."
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:00 pm
He heard his name mentioned in a bid, imperceptibly his muscles tensed as he tried to scan the crowd of students. But he relaxed upon seeing it was the thunder-bird ghoul who'd chosen to purchase his services. Come to think of it, he also remembered he owed her answers. When Junko announced Taima had won him, he gave a nod of understanding, and headed off-stage.
"'M guessing y' got something for me to do, 'sides answering y'r questions?" he asked, giving Taima a lopsided grin.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:04 pm
For a moment, Tseng looked a little confused, then glanced down at himself. Ah yes. He then shook his head and continued to smile brightly. "Not at all! I just bought this sweater from the Honorable Medea. AND I HAVE NEVER FELT MORE DETERMINED ABOUT ANYTHING BEFORE!" he shouted while making his hands into fists and pumping them into the air. As for the forehead thing, he really had no clue. He hadn't exactly seen himself in a mirror since he put the sweater on.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:07 pm
A visibly sharp look was shot towards Mengyao, and then towards his cousin who seemed to be trying to clear the scene before the world ended.
....
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Ha.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:09 pm
Yuzhi just stared at him. Her expression resuming the neutral one she had prior. Her hands reached up and grasped the front of his sweater and she began to shake him furiously.
Shake him back to his senses.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:12 pm
Shake him all you want, Yuzhi. Tseng still had some more time left in this sweater. And so he was just shaken, making funny noises as this was happening. That was, until, he grabbed a hold of her hands to try and stop her. "Sister. SISTER! WHY ARE YOU SHAKING ME?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:14 pm
"You're fashion ghoul, could think've something," he replied with continued drunken optimism, though he was a bit put out that she wasn't happy he was being more assertive about his wants: he had /wanted/ to bid and so he did. Sweet Jack had given him more seeds at one time than he often saw, and for once - for /once/ - he could throw down a lot of seeds and think nothing of it". He had outbid two demons and was riding the high of success; a frumpy horseman wasn't going to stop him.
"Listen," he muttered to Bells, "s'not 'bout her. S'bout fact that people /value/ her; plus can enjoy benefit with me. Is heir! Think've things could ask her, or fashiony things could do..."
Or asking her to makeout with Freya. Mmm.
MORT IS BIDDING 110 SEEDS ON ERIS!
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:16 pm
"PUT ON PANTS PUT THEM ON NOW I DO NOT CARE TO SEE MY BROTHER WITHOUT PANTS," she suddenly screamed shaking him until he managed to stop her.
"WHY ARE YOU NOT WEARING PANTS IT IS WRONG AND SICK AND WRONG AND AWFUL. HEROES WEAR PANTS! SISTERS SHOULDN'T SEE THEIR BROTHERS WITHOUT PANTS AND...AND..." She released him and uttered a sudden screech.
...She wasn't dealing well with this whole thing. The whole impropriety of it all was tilting her world upside down.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:20 pm
"SISTER, I WAS REBORN THIS WAY. ALL MY CLOTHES TORE AWAY. I AM IN NEED OF NO PANTS. THIS IS HOW I WILL CELEBRATE SPIRIT WEEK. AS IF I AM ABOUT TO DIE!" he shouted back. Stepping away, Tseng let out a cry. "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:21 pm
Chryses was not sure why he was even doing this. It definitely wasn't his thing, but at some point he had ended up signed up for it and he honored his commitments.
So here he was, watching everyone else's bids go ridiculously high and praying to Jack that Shaheen did not end up winning him.
He remembered her from prom. He deeply hoped she did not remember him.
Xiu, however, did get a weak smile and a small wave.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:22 pm
Belladonna was glaring at him. That was unexpected considering the ghoul was almost always cheerful. He quickly drew his hand back, face falling and hands going into pockets as he slouched forward. He was like a kicked dog, and one that was suddenly in the middle of what seemed to be a quarrel between his two friends.
All over a stupid, innocent little auction.
Feeling a bit put out by Belladonna's attitude towards him, Alex mumbled something directed strictly at Mort.
"Don't back down, bro. Show em that zombies are a force to be reckoned with."
He chose not to even look at Bell's, in case she was just going to glare at him more.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:22 pm
Belladonna received what might have been a smile, though it was hard to tell; it was a smirk, at least, Mengyao tilting his head a little. Lan also received a look, though hers was a less hospitable one and bordered on exasperation.
And then there were the two siblings. Mengyao winced a little.
"Tseng. Volume. Please."MENGYAO IS BIDDING 115 SEEDS ON ERIS!
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:25 pm
Stepping closer to him she yanked at Tseng's sweater bringing him to her level once more eyeing him very firmly, "Do not come home until you are sane or done celebrating this spirit week thing," she hissed lowly at her sibling.
Releasing him she sort of stormed out of the auction to try and cool her heels.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:27 pm
Somehow the entire atmosphere had taken on a rather strange quality of not good, but Belladonna just wasn't sure. She pretty much thought all of it was coming from her. Even if it wasn't, she was too angry to even bother noticing anyone else. If Mort wanted to blow all his seeds in one place on some Horsewoman, then so be it. That wasn't the problem, not at all. But when Alexander spoke in a low voice, she still heard and nearly screamed at them both. Instead she balled her hands together by her side and took a step backwards.
"Yes. Because people are just prizes to be won simply for their value. So good to know that's what you care about." Booze did not sit well with him, the witch decided as she took another step backwards. "I do not think I will be enjoying any benefits whatsoever. Enjoy that on your own." She said before she turned on a heel and walked off. The smirk from Mengyao was not returned in any way, shape or form as the witch focused her gaze solely on the path she hoped to make. Honestly, it was more of a storm off, but she was hoping some manner of dignity remained as she hustled out of the auction area.
[EXIT]
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:31 pm
Taima didn't quite cackle with glee as Petro came down from the stage, but it was a near thing. All of those little things Taima needed done but didn't have the strength to do in this small form--or, conversely, couldn't do in her larger, less dextrous form--got crossed off her mental list. "Oh my, yes," Taima assured him, grinning widely. "I assume those many, many... many muscles aren't just for show, correct?" Either way, she'd get her answers. Everything else was just a bonus.
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