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 Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:01 pm
Mot's not as blinded eyes widened at the touch of the Boo, staring dumbfounded at the blur. Kiss his face better? Kiss his face... better...
...
"...I think I need an adult.."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:03 pm
Seiji Came to Mot's aid by planting his palm against the boo(Honor) and pushing her away.
Really now, he was starting to feel ashamed to be a ghost in the presence of all these... Things.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:04 pm
"Sorry, ghosty, he's got a ghoulfriend," Roch said, grabbing Mot's shirt and hauling him backwards. "A really, really tough chick named Hel--" he tightened his hold on the shirt to keep Mot from arguing. "She's here, too. I'd watch your back... if you had one, that was."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:05 pm
Fireboo's little heart was broken. Sniffling, he nodded as Faboo patted him on the back while slowly sinking towards the ground. The love of his life! Cheating on him just like that! Right in front of him too!
"What do we do Faboo? What do we dooo? The fire in my heart is dying. The kindle's gone!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:06 pm
With that Circe found herself unable to control her anger. She let go of Mort with one of her arms and held Freya wrist. "He's mine. Back off." Circe said with fire in her eyes. If there was one thing she would not stand for it was someone messing with her Mortimer. Sure he didn't know he was her's yet, but she didn't care. Reapers had to look after their zombie friends. "Sure. We can do that later I guess. But right now, Mortimer is MINE to deal with." Circe said, her anger flaring once more. She turned to look at Mortimer. "Because he's my awesome sauce." Her love once again breaking through and gushing all over the poor boil.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:10 pm
Herryk didn't like the direction that the conversation between Freya and Circe was going. He didn't like the way that Freya was smooshing up against Mortimer, either, no matter how nice the zombie boil was. Things were suddenly far from amusing.
Striding forward, Herryk approached Freya and silently scooped her up in his arms. Unless she socked him in the face or wriggled free, he would carry her across the room, far away from Mortimer.
Because while Circe was staking her claim on Mortimer, Herryk had a mind to stake a claim of his own just as soon as they were far enough away from the zombie and the reaper.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:11 pm
Mot was saved by Seji and Roch. His manly pride was ignored in favor of not having a promiscuous Boo feel his face up.
However...
Roch's defending words were met with a wide eyed and near panic mode Mot. Ghouldfriend?! He didn't have a ----HEL?! But she wasn't---he didn't----
The reaper wanted to oppose but Roch's grip tightened on him, as if hinting to leave it be. Mot's pale skin that wasn't already burned flushed a brilliant shade of red.
---
Faboo sunk to the floor pathetically with Fireboo, sobbing with his bro. He sniffled and wept. "Unbreak my heaaaart~... s-say you'll LOOVE ME AGAAAAIN~!!!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:14 pm
"Undo this hurt you caused when you walked out the door and walked out of my liiiiiiiiiife~" Fireboo cried along, actually singing something that didn't have to do with heat.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:14 pm
Circe's rather violent response towards her subtle gestures on Mort made Freya grin. That was the point, after all. Her eyes glittered with amusement, even as they widened to saucers when the world turned sideways and she was carried off like a sack of meat. She could see, despite being upside down, that Herryk was the one carrying her, and she let out a soft chuckle before lying limp in his arms.
After all, if there was one person allowed to pick her up and carry her off to be alone with.. it was him.
She might have gnawed on his arm a little while he did so, though.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:17 pm
Roch blinked, then, feeling the Moch logic kicking in, pulled his guitar strap over his neck and started playing the backup music for the boos.
Hell, there wasn't much better to do!
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:22 pm
"Un-cry these teaaaaars~ I cried so many niiiights~ UNBREAK MY HEAAAAAART~!!!!" Faboo bellowed along with his Bro for life, Fireboo. They even had an instrument played by the punk reaper accompanied for their sad ballad of broken hearts! Love that was not meant to be!
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:23 pm
Herryk's mouth twitched in a smile as he felt Freya nibble on his arm, quickly dashing it away. He didn't want her to see him smiling. This was serious stuff. This was ... this was relationship stuff. The only thing that Herryk was afraid of was the fact that Freya was still a little broken, and the last thing that the draugr needed or wanted was to spill his heart to the valkyrie only to have her forget it or think she'd imagined it or something equally terrible.
Having moved a fair distance away from everyone else in the room, Herryk lowered Freya to her feet. He did it slowly, turning to pin her to the wall at the last moment. Almost roughly he took her lips in a kiss, one hand coming up to hold her chin between forefinger and thumb.
It was not the way he'd wanted to do this. It wasn't somewhere nice, it wasn't somewhere fancy. He was wearing upholstery as a skirt and she was probably still a little fragmented, but Herryk wasn't exactly acting rationally.
Pulling his lips free from hers, he gave one last n** to her lower lip before resting his forehead against hers. His voice, when he spoke, was a rough, hoarse whisper.
"Freya is Herryk's. Ghoulfriend, boilfriend, whatever Freya wants to call it. Herryk will not share. Herryk doesn't know how else to make Freya understand." That summed it up pretty well, he figured. He only hoped she wouldn't laugh in his face.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:23 pm
Honor looked at the others.
"Oh really? Where is she then? I want this mysterious Ghoul to step to me if she has a problem about this."
She pointed her hands at them
"Listen here Roch I have had enough of you, why don't go over in the corner somewhere and play your stupid music and leave me alone?"
She looked at Seji.
"Who the hell are you? Where did you come from? This ain't none of your business. You seriously don't want any of this."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:26 pm
"Unbreak my heart! oh baaaby! Come back and saaay you love meee~ Unbreak my heart, sweet darling! Without you I just can't go OOOOOOOOOOOOON~!" he cried while taking Faboo's hands into his own. Fireboo was thankful for the instrumental backup as he sang along with his Bro for Life in their woes.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:32 pm
"Halp."That was all Mort could say when the reaper ghoul grabbed his legs. And then FreyaAAAH took him and whispered stuff. And then Herryk was tearing FreyaAAAH away.
And that left him with a rather confident Circe. And Mrot was not quite so confident, not alone with her and only pieces of cookie/pink dress/black uniform across his hips.
"HALP," the zombie said again, and then quite nervously addressed the necromancer. "Hihihi. Hi. Mort remembers you."
He really didn't know what else to say.((Will be slow - about to leave to a quick 15 minute shindig for the choir!))
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