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 Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 8:34 am
"I am not very musical myself.." he snickered. being a giant owl at the moment, he couldn't quite show her his gnarly looking talons, but they definitely weren't compatible with sensitive instruments. "I enjoy to listen. So long as it isn't too raucous." He had sensitive hearing! Suddenly he overheard talk of kissing and possibly.. other things. Muka simply giggled devilishly. With a stretch and a shuffled slightly away from Terra, there was an awful sound of crunching bones and suddenly there was not longer a massive owl. Instead there was a slightly tubby teen with a gut and a beard wearing black silk pajamas.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 8:47 am
Now there were many things that concerned Molan with this party. Many things. But when a sound 'THWACK' as a pillow hit him upside the head sent much of that out the window. Much of it.
Because while the fox liked to think himself even tempered and relatively calm, he didn't like getting hit with things. Even harmless things. And somehow, one of those glorious pillows being thrown about had collided with his head even after attempting to duck out of the way. And obviously that meant war. As soon as he'd removed the pillow from his face he began scanning the the room to try and find the source, but really no one seemed to be watching him. So a general thing in the direction of all those fighting was in order. Hopefully throwing a pillow at full force back meant he could aim. Maybe.
Small wishes and hopes here.
But still, vengeance would be his. In the form of return fire. Wait... did he hear... shirtless? No. Nope. Not ok.
"And that is why I say things like this party aren't proper." He stated under his breath as he quickly looked over as if to prove his point.
Honestly.kurotomato HIT. RETURN FIRE (In general direction of those throwing pillows. He didn't see it was from, Ren.) Eight srsly people keep pseudo proving his point.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 8:51 am
"Parties are fun." Junko argued gently but firmly, refusing to back down. Somehow Olivia had flowers weaves through her hair now. Where did she.. "Don't be a funpire." That's right, she went there.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 8:56 am
Fun didn't involve wearing little or no clothing and displaying things that shouldn't be public. Really, really. There he just stared a bit defiantly back, until the comment about being a funpire. At which point both ears fell.
He was not. He just knew there was a line and when to draw it. That was entirely different. "Meant in jest or not, there are limits." He stated, obviously attempting to defend his point. A bit.
Honestly. He knew how to have fun. ...reading was fun.Eight He's just not going to win this argument.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 10:42 am
What Frost meant with his words, she wasn't exactly sure (or whom they were they directed to), all Olivia could get out of it was that he was taking no part in the growing pillow fight war. Like herself, it seemed, since her hair was still being played with. She had no idea what could possibly be being done to it, not like she could see the back of her head, but she was sure it looked amazing.
Molan seemed to be participating in the pillow fight though. And to say the least she jumped a little when she heard it smack against him. He didn't like it, but she was still smiling as he threw it back, because that's what one seemed to do after all. "Seems like that's what you do at a party," she offered.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 10:52 am
The faces Sibyl made were so adorable that Thackery began to heavily consider a Sibyl ship. Thankfully, innocence won, his thoughts abruptly moving to baked goods. Spookies? If Jove wanted spookies, he'd have spookies! He was already shifting to stand before he connected the two conversations and realized what Jove meant. Oh. Well, at least he didn't have to stop cuddling now. "Yeah," he agreed, smiling at the ghost boil. "Nothing feels better than eating spookies!" Maybe he was stretching the truth a little, but it wasn't exactly uncharacteristic of him to talk in extremes.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 11:06 am
Wait. Spookies? Did he hear something about spookies?
Both ears perked up instantly as he looked for the source and stared rather eagerly at Thackery at that point. While he might be a rather cranky funpire at times, Molan still had a sweet tooth.
Even if they couldn't be nearly as good as Xiu's spookies, ones that were fresh from an oven were truly the best.
...yes he wanted spookies too. And he sort of hoped the determined stare would convey it. His tail was wagging a bit too without any real thought to it. Though... wading through the people to get over to the other demon and ghost seemed a dangerous task. Maybe... if it was confirmed there would be delicious treats to munch.Nothing Yet He is staring at you with the intensity of a thousand spookies. We're not sure how intense that is. But sweets are involved.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 12:35 pm
Sibyl just stared. It was as good as spookies... No way. She was speechless, completely awestruck. Whoa..kissing was intense.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 12:48 pm
Muka loved to eat.
But he could think a few things better than eating spookies.
He giggled more from the corner.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 2:28 pm
Terra jerked as her phone rang, heading for the basket to pull it out. "Si! Oh! Hermano! Si... si... Okay," she said quietly. "Yes, I will come," she said, getting to her feet. "No. Nothing," she added, hanging up. She looked at Muka. "Lo Siento, Muka, but I must go. I will speak to you later!" Then she grabbed the basket, a worried expression on her face, and left. iloveyouDIE Sorry, Halo, RL bit me in the a**. I release you this time<3
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 3:23 pm
Muka blinked unevenly and stroked his beard while Terra chatted on the phone. He gave her arm a pleasantsqueeze and waggled his freshly-shifted fingers in a goodbye.
Was she ok? He was mostly oblivious to her distress so the strix merely shrugged and continued to eavesdrop.
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Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2013 7:24 pm
With freya too busy to think about the damien sanwhich she was trying to make. the hound felt like this was his chance to slip out from the pillows and slink away back towards Jove, the ringmaster of the fluff circus and rest his head on top of the boil's. "Hey there pup, whats shaking?"He might have heard talk about kissing and was making sure Jove didn't suddenly develop into becoming a blabbermouth.
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