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 Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 2:51 pm
Shun caught the gaze Danny gave him, but said nothing. He just told G that the boos were not ghosts and the other reapers had said something along the same lines. Over all, since his personal experience with them was rather limited, he didn't have much input on the creatures.
Looking back towards Mot, Roch, and Mitsu, he frowned as she eventually came on over to sit by him. There was something about her body language that he picked up on. Once she had sat down, he moved a little closer to her, silently placing a hand on her shoulder. Was there something she wanted to talk about perhaps?
Though, at the moment, he had a fairly good feeling that her dampened spirits had something to do with the way the cowboy had just brushed her aside.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 2:53 pm
Roch was pulling a small bottle of liquid onto a piece of cotton. "This should help," he said evilly. "It might sting like a b***h and make you scream like a baby! That should cheer her up right away, I know it will me!"
This... is probably why no one should let him take healing classes.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 2:55 pm
Mot froze. What was Roch putting on that cotton?!
"W-what?" Mot stammered, backing away defensively. "Bu---I-I am okay! No need to waste time on silly cuts like these.." So many cuts!
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 2:56 pm
Riyo didn't say anything to Mitsu as she was offered some bandages. The ghoul simply looked at them as the lupine walked away. Wordlessly she picked up the bandages and wrapped them around her hand. Once again, Mitsu had come to save the day, and once again Riyo had nothing to offer her back.
... Time for comfort food.
With a sigh, the ghoul opened up her bag and dug out a can of tuna. A neat little can opener followed. One with a spoon at the end of the handle. How convenient.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 2:59 pm
"Take your shirt off, man! We need to get every last one of those cuts," Roch said evilly, waving the cotton puff in the air. Oh, this was going to be entertaining. "Oh, did you get any glass stuck in the cuts? There was this one time I got some glass in a cut and the skin healed around it--"
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:06 pm
Freya had been uncharacteristically quiet this entire time. In fact, after giving Hel a subdued nod in response to her name, she had waited until the attention was off her and then shuffled to almost hide behind Herryk's body, though her face pinched in annoyance as he sat up. "Told yeh to stay down." She whispered, but it was no use.
She'd been listening, but she hadn't so much as breathed a word in response to everything that had been said - though her eyes widened just slightly at the knowledge that Hel had used a pumpkin pill, too. It healed the smallest of cuts in her heart that had been lying open and sore about her own failure.
Her hands clenched against the muscles that hid her smaller form.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:06 pm
"Woah woah woah!" Mot had both hands forward, what little of his face that could be seen was horrified. "I want to stay clothed! No! No glass! Just small, insignificant cuts! They don't even hurt!" Mot lied pathetically.
He backed up into the table. "N-no need to help me out!"
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:15 pm
Mitsu seemed rather dazed and out of it, though it was possible she was just pouting. Her knees had drawn up to her chest and her arms had wrapped around them. She had never really been on a field trip before so she could necessarily say this was the worst one, but nothing was really going right.
Mot's cries to keep Roch at bay really didn't catch her attention but the hand on her shoulder did. Slowly she turned her head to look at Shun, her sad expression hidden behind a fake face that never changed. There was silence for a moment before Mitsu leaned in toward her friend resting her head on his shoulder. There really wasn't much to say right now but at least he was here. He always seemed to want her there.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:19 pm
A nod, huh? That was all she was receiving from her sister? Hel’s lips pulled down into a frown and her eyes narrowed. The reaper looked insulted as Freya even tried to shift behind the large undead boil. Was this really the sister she was about to try and pummel earlier? Hel probably should have been trying to comfort her sister, but with the way Freya was acting at the moment…she was more disappointed than sympathetic. The younger valkyrie clucked her tongue. “If you are going to simply hide from me, dear sister, I will leave you be then. Valkyries do not cower, much less from their own flesh and blood.”
Her agitation was about to have a new outlet though.
The ghoul’s head snapped around as Roch seemed to be antagonizing Mot, and it didn’t take much to put the valkyrie on the defensive for the cowboil, especially as he backed up against a table. Hel’s body whipped around now, as she faced the punk reaper. “Cease this folly, Roch.” Hel snapped, crouching a bit as if she might lunge.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:24 pm
Suddennly, Hel burst into the conflict. Shoot, he was getting people riled up with his silly wussyness. "It's okay, Hel.." Mot replied nervously. "He's just trying to... help.." Though he had a funny way of showing it. Still, he was weary. he really didn't want to make his wounds sting!
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:24 pm
Somewhere in the back of Shun's mind, he thought that Mot was deserving Roch's harassment right about now. He didn't say it though. While aware of that situation, he didn't pay much heed to it. Besides, Hel was on the case.
Instead, he turned his attention to Mitsu, who seemed rather sad at the moment. It wasn't easy to tell with the mask, but bits of her body language gave it away. The Reaper paused for the moment as she placed her head onto his shoulder.
Expression then softening, he moved his hand to her opposite shoulder, lightly holding her there.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:25 pm
Roch looked at Hel, then shrugged. "Okay, then YOU disinfect his wounds!" he said, tossing the cotton at her. "And make sure he doesn't have any glass in them. Sometimes you gotta reopen the wound later to get it out, which is even MORE painful, cuz you sit there and watch as it gets cut."
Then he looked around and headed over to G and Danny, dropping down beside them and using G as a backrest so he could relax for a bit.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:34 pm
"Not nice ghosts." G seemed to decide that's what Shun meant, and he nodded a little before he uncertainly glanced to the valkyrie girl. She looked pretty tough, so G wasn't sure he liked the sound of something mean enough to try and cream her. "G 'member. We didn't do nothin'... Wonder why they wanna be mean."
There was an obvious sound of delight as the snot chips were pulled out, and G didn't hesitate to snap them up. Sad, really.
As Mitsu wandered closer, Gargantuan rumbled at her by means of greeting, having missed most of the way she was coldly brushed off beforehand.
Before he could think to respond to Danny, Hel's sharp words made the swamp monster jerk with surprise, half ready to rise to his feet and clumsily put himself in between the valkyrie and Roch if he had to. Thankfully, Roch made his way closer to them, and Gargantuan did his best to coil protectively around both his teammates. They had to stay safe!
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:35 pm
Hel didn’t seem convinced by Mot’s attempts to pacify though, though she did visibly relax when Roch let up. The reaper caught the cotton as it was tossed to her, and took a sniff, making a small face before nodding her head. “Alright then.” Not like she had anything else to do, and her team needed to be patched up, anyways…without being antagonized. The reaper cast one more glance at her sister before making her way over to Mot, where she sat down on the ground and started to rifle through her bag.
“Come now, friend.” The ghoul murmured, patting the spot next to her.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 3:39 pm
Well then. Mot had been handed off to Hel. He wasn't sure what was worse...
However, the ghoul sat herself down, calmly beckoning Mot to join her. Reluctantly, and slowly, Mot made his way ove, softly sitting with hel on the floor.
He stared at the ghoul, trying to steel himself for imminent pain.
It was Hel. He had to look tough for her.
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