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 Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 5:37 am
Having no real neck to speak of, Cat was completely unphased by the would-be bone-crushing hug. In fact, he enjoyed it in his own little way, cracking a wide glowing smirk while continuing to sift through the information on the fitness booth bench casually. He made absolutely no effort to pull away, flicking through a stack of photos he'd stumbled across.
"It's alright, frightling, I cracked it one for you." Yes indeed, he had thoughoughly replaced the memory of his embarrassment with his success. "I got him good."
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 5:59 am
"That was wonderful!" Syb almost shouted as she raced to the two ghosts. She hadn't properly met the kitty one, but she was so enthused that she couldn't help herself. "Oh, what a marvelous game. I spent the entire time watching it--" and how well the patchwork boil had ran it, even without speaking, but she didn't mention that part.
She pulled to a stop, flushing slightly. "Oh dear, I'm interrupting something, aren't I?" she asked. "Are you both okay? You didn't get hurt, did you?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 6:06 am
A peeved grumble was all Cat received for his soothing comment. Resting her cheek on the top of his head, her arms wrapped a tad looser about his neck while she leaned against him she watched as he rummaged around the booth. With nothing better to do Aislin finally took a good look at it. It was completely black... which was probably why she hadn't given it any attention when she'd first looked over all of the booths.
Then there were stacks of paper. A book with some photos that were made up of generally angry looking people covered in paint. And a jar. Oh wait, there was a pen with slips of paper near the jar as well. The pale banshee unlocked her arms from where they'd been crossed over Cat's chest and took up a sheaf of paper to scan over what it said.
Club. Club room. Moonday through Frightday. Boasts ownership. Weights. Punching gloves. Showers. Sauna.
Those were really boring. Aside from the tantalizing promise of 'Fun activities' (...maybe she DID have a little bit of fun earlier. Even if she lost.) there wasn't really anything interesting about this club. It was no FEARleading, that was for sure.
Continuing to lean against Cat's back she swiped up a pen, scribbled her name on a tag of paper, and stuffed it in the jar. "Is paint ball really any fun? All the people in those pictures look really mad." Just as she was about to get bored Syb clattered up to them. Ash huffed, ruffling Cat's hair a bit, and frowned. "No. Even with this stupid visitors pass that'd be kinda hard. To get hurt, I mean."
(( Aislin is signing up for the Fitness raffle! ))
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 6:29 am
Cat chuckled lightly at Aislin's grumbling, leaning against her and snuggling down happily while he continued to scour the notes. Quietly he was looking for some sort of hint or tip-off, some tidbit of information he could use later. His Smile, however, never left his face.
Hm? Now who was this?
Still leaning against Ash, enough to comfort her but not enough that she couldn't shove him away and storm off as she pleased, Cat turned to flash the patchwork ghoul an inviting smile.
"Well hello there. Have we met?" He knew very well he had seen the ghoul back in the library, but he did so like to tease~
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 6:33 am
"No!" Syb said, flushing slightly in embarrassment. "My name's Sybaline! Ash and Muka and I did this wonderful little cheer over at the FEARleading booth and it was all Ash's idea, she's so smart! And so pretty, too! Oh, and you're such an adorable couple!" she added, practically having hearts in her eyes. "Have you been dating long?"
Which was a complete change from the worried thing, but since Ash had said she was okay, she was sure it was true!
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 6:43 am
Ash looked from Syb down to Cat, back to Syb, back to Cat. To Syb again, back to Cat.
Her own sharp-toothed grin broke out across her face as she gave Cat an extra squeeze, sliding down a bit so that her cheek pressed against his cheek. She leaned her head in towards him, giving his face a little push as she began to giggle and snigger. "She thinks we're dating, Cat." The sniggers started turning into cackles and soon she was hysterically whooping as she clung to the shadow.
Cat!? Her!? Maybe a little part of her felt some kind of strange, alluring tug but... "We're just friends! Scare partners! AhahHAAAAAAA. Dating!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 6:56 am
The Smile faltered for a moment, flickering on his face uncertainly before returning with full force at the banshee's shrieking laughter. He nuzzled her deeply, letting out his own wave of light hearted laughter to cover his momentary falter.
He slid his arms around Aislin's waist, pulling her tight against himself and snickering softly. "Goodness NO, doll face~" He said with all the conviction he could muster, "No, we're just old friends. Scare partners, yes."
Dating would be...
No, they were just friends, of course they were! How silly, how very silly!
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 7:03 am
"Oh," Syb said, clearly disappointed. "But you make a very cute pair of friends, too!" she said, cheering up instantly. "You won something, right, Mr. Kitty? Oh, can I see it? Please?" She clasped her hands together eagerly, wanting to know what the patchwork boil had given the ghost. "You did so wonderfully with your weapon!"
Syb, it seemed, was extremely generous with the word "wonderful." It was probably one of her favorite words in the entire Halloween!
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 7:20 am
The banshee ghoul perked up as Syb requested to see just what Cat had won. "Oh! I want to see, too!" She finally... FINALLY let go of Cat, skipping back a step to give him room to move. Ash knew what to expect...
Syb didn't.
Which just made Ash giggle all over again.
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 7:36 am
"Oh? I didn't really get a good look at it myself, let's see here..." Without taking a moment's consideration for how horrifying what he was about to do could be, Cat readied himself to bring the prize back up.
There was a strange wobble, his entire form shifting as something moved within the confines of his dark shell. He moved his hand to his mouth, the light flickering out as the ribbons parted to reveal what seemed to be nothingness; and he reached in. He wobbled a little, shifting the spookies he still had in there aside, digging around for a moment before catching hold of what he wanted.
"Aha," He chirped happily, "Got it." He shifted and wobbled slightly once more, before lifting his hand back out from his mouth- the prize held delicately between two fingers.
As quickly as it had happened, the hole in his face shifted and closed, the little glowing crescent flickering and reappearing. And, as though he hadn't fished it from the depths of his throat, Cat offered the black and green eyepatch out to Sybaline.
"Here we are. Not quite sure what it's meant to be, though,"
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 7:41 am
Syb blinked, looking at the patch for a second before smiling and reaching for it to examine it. "Oh, how interesting!" she said, strangely not bothered by how he had gotten it. It wasn't as if it were slimy or anything, after all! "I wonder what it is," she added, frowning thoughtfully as she turned it over a few times. "Here, do you want to see, too?" she asked, offering the eyepatch to Ash.
Maybe, she thought, she could ask the patchwork boil? She glanced over in his direction, but he seemed awfully busy, and he WAS helping out with this booth, which was very important, and she didn't want to interrupt his work--
"Oh, is that a raffle?" she asked, distracted by the slips of paper and the jar. "I want to sign up!" she said, grabbing a pen and jotting down her name on the paper.
Sybaline is signing up for the Fitness raffle!
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 8:52 am
Muka had thoroughly enjoyed the game. He'd OOOHed and he'd AHHHHd and he'd howled and laughed and.. well, he didn't cry but he the sentiment was there!
His friends seemed to filter off some going to the booth and others to each other. He'd stared up into the sky and enjoyed the nice day and perhaps maybe spaced out a bit. With a sudden jerk the strix hopped to his feet and stretched his wings. Ahhhh! The wonderful outdoors!
He'd missed the conversation about Cat and Ash's non-dating status but he did seem to catch that Sybaline had not yet approached the patchwork boil! BLASPHEMY!
The tall strix teen slid up beside Syb and tangled hands with her. He leaned down to whisper in her ear. It may have seemed invasive to some.. maybe even sexy to others but it was really just his style. His whispering sounded much more like hissing.
"Have you talked to that boil? Don't be shyyyyy..." He giggled and cocked his head to the side, shooting a pinning stare at the igor working at the booth.
He filled out a raffle form, without even looking, and threw it in the jar.
Ulmuka is signing up for the Fitness raffle!
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 8:57 am
"But--but--" Sybaline flushed, then nodded sharply. "I'm going to do it! I'm going to tell him!" she announced boldly (if quietly) and headed for the igor who was working so very hard. "Um, hello?" she said, waving at him. "Don't worry, I already heard that your mouth was sewn shut, so it's okay if you can't say it back! I just wanted to tell you that you did a wonderful job!"
She broke into a brilliant smile, clasping her hands together. "That was a lovely game! I especially liked the gigantic plants! Oh, I wish I knew where you got them, they're so terrifying!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 9:03 am
Christof blinked, frozen in place at the sight of the brightly colored Patchwork.... but.. no flesh? She was made of fabric, it would seem, a Ragdoll. He sagged a bit. Not a PROPER patchwork without Parts, in his opinion. Even so, he had to be polite. Mistress had told him to be social. Brows furrowing, chin tucked down, he shyly motioned to the field beyond- it was easy to find monstrous plants when the groundskeeper fell behind on the mowing. The trick was to go looking for the weeds before the gardening happened. He cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his head nervously. Um. Right. Socialness. Um.
He suddenly dipped down to root through the box of supplies under the table, finding the small chalk board Riley had set him up with for the day, much to his annoyance.
All he could think to write on the small space was: Thank You
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 9:09 am
"You're welcome!" she said, happy that she had said what she needed to say. "Um, I should go, though, everybody's leaving. It was nice meeting you!" she added, racing back to Muka, since she had said her piece.
"There! I told him!" she said proudly. "Now should we see what else they have? Oh, I hope there's a mad science club, wouldn't it be wonderful to see other people bringing things to life? Maybe they would even have a demonstration!"
She grabbed his hand, trying to pull him away from the booth. "That's my dream, you know!" Which was ironic, since just moments ago her dream had been to be a FEARleader.
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