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The fireboo, despite having almost killed her earlier, kind of made her laugh now. It was so intent on the ridiculous notion of having her as a ghoulfriend, and she openly liked it when Herryk yelled at him for it. She reached out and patted the fireboo on the head, nearly missing Circe's little display.

Nearly.

Nearly.

Freya's happy little grin dropped like a stone as she caught on to Circe's claim, and Herryk's innocent reply. He was always so innocent, so precious.

So naive.

Freya dropped off his back, brushed her mostly naked self off, and sauntered up between Herryk and Circe, giving the ghoul a sweet smile.

"Ands MY name is Freya, little ghoul." Despite the smile, her voice was a hiss. "Is so nice to meets yeh. It must have hurts to die back in that fights, ja?"

Her knuckles cracked.

"Yeh probably don't wants to do it again."

The smile was gone.

"IS TOO!"

Fireboo crossed his arms(?) indignantly before smiling as he was patted on the head by Freya.

"See? She likes me! Plus I totally got her all hot and bothered for me earlier."

Mot nodded grimly toward where Seiji was. "Postive. I saw her change with my own eyes.. er, that is, before I got acid thrown in my face." He added with hesitation. shifting uncomfortably. His hand grazed his welted skin. He hadn't even thought about what his face looked like until Roch mentioned how bad it looked. Was it really burnt? The black haired reaper grimaced some more, his gut doing a saumersalt.

"Before I...died.. she sounded like she was taken over by the weapon she fused with entirely. Oh.. right, well.. uh..." So much had happened, how could he even explain? "Maybe I could.. try and explain from the beginning.."

Or at least he would but... wait. Did that Boo.. it was definitly checking him out. Mot's eye sight began to get a little better.... was it... talking about him getting naked?!?!?!
"Bu....buh..." Mot stammered, tensing his posture. "I... I like being clothed, thank you."

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Faboo bumped bellies with his firey bro. Bros for life!

"Are too." Said Faboo to Herryk. "Back off, hussies." He sneered at Circe and Freya. "Don't deny my love, Beefcake" 8(

Freya cocked her head slightly, regarding Circe for a moment as she refused to back off. There was a little spark of something reminiscent of the cracked mental state that she'd been living in for the majority of this trip, but it was hard to read such a small thing when the rest of her simply looked confused.

"Yehr right. I was safely tucked away." She nodded, and turned just enough to very possessively grab Herryk by the crotch. Thank Jack he'd found a skirt, at least. "Right here."

Freya shrugged, giving Circe a look that simply said Sorry sucker, you're out of your league, before smiling up at Faboo. "Aww, but he is so cutes Herryk, and he's right. Yeh are a beefcakes. This is why I bites yeh."

Speaking of which, she bent back and started gnawing on his arm gently.

All Mortimer heard in that chaos was "beefcakes". And "Herryk".

Well if Herryk had beefcakes, he wanted some. 8<

So he started gnawing on the undead boil as well. Because being bros allowed him to do so, yes?

Jack, he wanted to eat something . . . Besides the popcorn.

Roch raised his guitar, grinning evilly. "I can solve the skirt problem real quick, guys!! Who wants me to cut it off?"

Circe found herself slightly taken aback by the revelation that the two were dating. Or that the girl was REALLY that bold. Either way Circe wasn't one to go around grabbing crotches for the fun of it. Even a sexy boil like this was not worth it. Deciding she would take one more hit, "well that's good. Seems like that is something you would be good at since you couldn't stand to fight." Circe said with a laugh.

Finally Circe turned her attention to the boo. "Like you could get with either of them." She said, not realizing that it came off as more of a compliment to Freya. "You are just... A giant puff ball of heat." Circe said now distracted by something out of the corner of her eye. Was that Mortimer? "MORTIMER MY LOVE!" She said with a large smile, obviously excited to see the boil. "Hold that thought." She said to Herryk and Freya. Circe quickly ran over to Mortimer, jumped onto him and wrapped her legs and arms around him. "I've missed you!"

Ol-j-man

Freya's glare lit up when Circe put her fighting ability in question, and her grin was back. When the ghoul ran off to hang off Mort, Freya followed, and grabbed her arm forcefully.

"Excuse please, but if yeh wants to see how I fight, I'd love to show yeh just how well I can manage once we gets out of this place. Ja?"

And then, simply because she'd called Mort her love, and she felt like digging her nails in deeper, she moved to sit beside Mort, and wrapped her arm around the boils waist. She bent in and whispered into his ear.

"Run. Yeh don't wants none of thats on yeh, it's probably diseased."