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 Posted: Sun Feb 20, 2011 11:52 pm
Now she was wondering if perhaps Charlie and him got along due to their similar short attention spans. Except Charlie was adorable and child-like but he was not... Some of the things Charlie do at least make her laugh in retrospect, but she can't foresee herself laughing about this any time in the near future.
"What? Why?" She blinked, frowning slightly as she hesitated, eying whatever he was doing with his hands before looking back up at him; a reason why she had never offered a handshake as a way of greeting? People like him. And now, he was (sort of) expecting her to do something that was, in her opinion, something rather odd without giving her an explanation? She chewed on her lower lip, mulling it over before slowly nodding, holding out her hands like she had seen him do it.
"Like this, right?" She murmured, lower her gaze before closing her eyes - if he does or say anything weird to hurt her again... She'll- Well, she'll do something like flee upstairs. Yeah.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:11 am
"Just do it." Not even a 'please'! Black eyes never once left their lock on her the entire time she mulled it over. He was about to say something more when she gave in, muttering a brief 'yes, like that', but quickly in a sort of 'hurry up and finish it already' sort of tone.
When her eyes were closed, he lightly waved a hand in front of her eyes - just to make sure, of course! - and then set to the task he randomly decided was the best thing to do, in light of the circumstances.
"Don't open them until I say so." He warned her, flatly. Lizzy would feel the slight pressure of several small pointed things followed shortly by his rather warm and similarily cupped hands; yes, he was willingly touching her hands, and he didn't like it at all; in fact, he was quite heavily frowning at this point. His fingers withdrew rather quickly, only to be replaced by something that felt incredibly soft, with only a slight weight to it.
"You can open them now." Of course, the first thing Lizzy would see if she were to look at her hands would be the wide, black-eyed stare of a bewildered bird, placed in her hands so they were facing each other.
"So. Yeah. The maul?" Mac had stopped frowning before allowing her to open his eyes, but now he was looking away entirely.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:34 am
"Alright, alright..." She muttered softly in reply, feeling a little uneasy. When she felt his hands on hers, she froze, every muscle in her body tensed; she wanted to withdraw her hands right then and open her eyes, but she promised not to - sort of - so she decided to stay as still as she could until he decided that she could move and open her eyes again.
Of course, when she was given the go ahead, her eyes opened immediately - and stared right into the eyes of one of the cutest things she had even laid eyes upon. She stayed silent and still, but the broad, delighted smile on her face pretty much said it all. While Lizzy wanted very much to say 'You're much cuter than your owner, you know?', she decided against it - for the better good of holding the bird of course.
Gently, she shifted the bird so that he was only resting on one palm (although it really took up all of her palm space) before holding out a finger and stroking it on the top of its head and down its neck, smiling to herself all this time, "You're adorable."
She giggled softly, looking up at the Reaper, "Thank you, Mac~ Ah, yes... The maul is within walking distance." She took a few steps towards the dorm entrance, gesturing for him to follow; it seems like whatever happy feelings she had before had returned.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 1:57 am
Whip chittered in her hands, the keening, whistled call that was oddly reminiscent of it's species name. The bird was used to being held, and so long as the holder didn't try to pull on any tailfeathers, holding and petting was okay! The little head turned and tilted this way and that, looking at the pink haired ghoul (that brought another pink haired one to mind...) in a rather animated fashion. When Lizzy started to pet down the feathers, it nuzzled down into it's grumpy nesting pose on her hand; clearly it was just the way it laid down, and not an actual portrayal of personality.
"Right up until you get bitten." Mac assured her; Whip was cute enough he supposed, but...being bitten by a bird was never a fun thing to go through. Ever. He brushed off her gratitude with a dismissive 'don't mention it' sort of wave, turning to follow after her once she headed towards the dorm entrance. As always, he walked with his oddly shaped white birch staff as though he needed it.
It was interesting though, the way she cheered right up. Either she had been faking to get her way, or Whip was a great tool for future use.
"What kind of Demon are you?" Sadly, the question could be taken so many ways. So many ways.
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 2:09 am
Lizzy's expression completely softened as she giggled softly at how grumpy Whip looked on her hand as she continued to fuss over the bird, petting and stroking him. She looked up at his comment, tilting her head a little before nodding slowly, "It does sound painful... But I'll be careful?" She was actually not afraid of birds despite her species - then again, she had never really met a bird - or a bird student - large enough to make her a meal.
"Hm? I'm a Spider Demon," She said in a matter-of-fact manner, raising an eye brow at the way the question was asked. Distracted by the bird rested on her hand, she looked at it to fuss over it once more before looking back up again, "Why do you ask?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 3:53 am
So long as she knew to be careful, he was fine with leaving it at that. Not that he was worried about her being bitten, he was just worried what she could possibly do to a smaller bird should she react badly to being bitten.
"That...wasn't what I--" Mac started in disbelief once she told him quite literally what kind of Demon she was. With a sigh and a brief pinch of the bridge of his nose, Mac continued. "Nevermind, it's not important." His hand dropped to his side, and then lifted a bit to tuck lazily into his pocket.
"My sister has a pet spider. She used to have two, but the one ate the other." His little story was accompanied by a little pause, a thoughtful expression, and then a curious stare at Lizzy. "Do Spider Demons eat each other?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 4:06 am
"Oh, alright then," She responded, not really paying her full attention anyway, since she had been staring at Whip the whole time, a silly smile on her face. His next comment, however, caused her to look up with a half baffled and half disgusted look, "Seriously? Did she have two pet Skitters by any chance...? Because those... Can be kind of nasty."
Thus she can't understand why Arachne insisted on keeping two on her all the time. Sure, she's a spider, but she's not a Skitter. Two totally different things!
At his question, however, her expression changed to one of complete surprise; if he hadn't given her Whip, she might had ran up to her room right about now. Instead, she shook her head, the disgust on her face rather obvious, "No! Ew, I mean... Why would anyone want to eat each other?" What sort of misconceptions does Mac have about Demons anyway?
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 9:51 pm
Whip was staring right back at her, going from the grumpy nesting to impossibly wide black eyed stare; usually, the almost comical wide stare was when the smooth ride was broken by a little shuffle, or when Lizzy spoke suddenly and looked away. Basically, whenever it was startled or curious.
"Hmm...Probably. I don't know, they were spiders, and Whip tried to eat them once, when they were smaller. But I guess that stupid look on your face means you're not afraid of birds?" Mac didn't mean anything malicious with his comment, but she was making a silly face at the whip-poor-will bird.
"Hey, cannibalism still exists in some races, and some creatures eat humans of all things." He made a face, but shook his head with a sigh. "It was just a question, man." No need to get defensive, geez!
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 10:20 pm
"Stupid look on my face?" Lizzy blinked at Mac, frowning ever so slightly before going back to look at the bird nested on her palm, realizing that his eyes were open - of course, he looked adorable either way; eyes closed or opened. She smiled before going back to stroking him, "Its alright, Whip..." Her voice was soft as she cooed, wondering if her sudden raise in tone and voice had caused him to be alarmed.
It seemed like having Whip on her palm was serving as a buffer as she shook her head at the Reaper, ignoring his earlier comment, "No... Not really. There was this bird Demon a long time ago though. He went cuckoo - no pun intended - so he was sent home, but... I felt very nervous around him during our first meeting."
She tried her best not to wince too much as she continued, "I guess so, but seriously... FEAR is enough, yes?" A pause quickly followed, "Charlie says that a lot too. Using 'man' at the back of sentences."
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 11:16 pm
"Yeah, stupid look." Mac repeated with a bit of a sarcastic drawl. That's what he said, wasn't she listening?! He sighed when he wasn't paid attention to anymore than that, and just watched at Whip chittered at her, either telling her his life story, or chittering for the sake of making noise.
"Interesting." And it was, actually. He had to wonder what sort of things the Bird Demon did to get him kicked out of this school; the school was notorious for being....notorious.
"FEAR and Octopus juice." Mac corrected matter-of-factly. "Like, the non-stain kind." Which was pretty much akin to the "non pulp" orange juice, really. Her acknowledgement of their similar speech quirks made him chuckle, scratching the back of his neck with a chuckle.
"Yeah, I guess he does~ Just feels right sometimes, yanno? He's always done that, come to think of it. He's a sad, strange, stupid little man."
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Posted: Mon Feb 21, 2011 11:32 pm
"Octopus juice? Never tried it..." She had never heard of it either... But that was irrelevant. She hadn't really tried a lot of things before enrolling into school, after all... Food in Halloween is always pleasure food!
"You use the word 'stupid' a lot," Second observation of the day about the strange Reaper (or were all Reapers this weird?); she at least made the effort to look at him when she's talking to him, although with a distraction - namely Whip - it was getting increasingly difficult. In fact, after she was done stating her observation, Lizzy went back to looking at Whip, wondering what he might be chirping on about.
"His quirks make him adorable," She smiled, giggling softly although she was too distracted by Whip to actually look up until she was into her sentence, "I'm glad he has one more friend to look out for him now..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 6:22 am
"If this Maul has it, you'll get your chance, I guess." Mac shrugged a bit; he was a bit dismayed that she'd never tried this juice, but judging from, well, everything about her, he was sure it was too below her (or her family's) taste.
Who knew.
"Yeah? You like to point out the obvious." The Reaper shot back with a roll of his dark eyes, shaking his head a bit. Silly Demon Ghoul. There seemed to be no point behind her observation, so he brushed it off after that; the subject change made him laugh. Look out? For Charlie?! Pffffthahahaa~~~
"Y-yeah..." Mac snirked out, stifling his laughter with clear of his throat, speaking through a wide grin. "I...I totally look out for Charlie." A snirk, and he continued. "That's what...friends are for, r-right?" It was getting harder and harder to keep his laughter at bay, however.
"Are we there yet?
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 6:40 am
"Ohh, maybe it will!" She perked up; the maul must have one packet of Octopus juice right? It has so many other things, after all... She might had missed it since she always go to the same section - clothing! - of the maul. She grinned, "If you can find it, its my treat." It can't cost much anyway... Probably.
"That sounds rather unreliable of you," Raising an eye brow at his response, wondering if she would have to look out for Charlie more often now; after all, Mac didn't seem to like Demons very much and Charlie - no matter what he's like - is still a Demon... Still, she left it at that, her attention once again on Whip - all seemed right when the bird is nestled on her palm, even if his owner is a bit of a mean person!
"See that huge building ahead? That's the maul," She nodded, turning her head to look at him, "Shall we go to the basement first? That's where the food is."
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:47 am
"Hey man, I do as much as making sure he doesn't turn to FEAR particles for doin something too stupid." But other than that, the Demon was on his own. The Reaper frowned at the Demoness, about to ask her where she got off scolding him for not looking out for him. What did she know? Stupid Lizzy.
"Eh, sure. I kind of only wanted to see where it was." It might not have looked like it, but he was taking note of his surroundings the entire time, the information storing itself in the back of his mind. "I was just gonna take Whip and leave you here." He said before thinking, though it was more like he was thinking out loud.
"But since we're here, might as well, right? You said you were paying?" THAT had him interested. Not paying for something was one of his favourite things.
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Posted: Thu Feb 24, 2011 8:59 am
"Yeah, turning into FEAR particles is not a pleasant experience at all," She shuddered slightly at the memory, remembering the odd sensation of being torn apart and put together again - there was pain involved, and pain is never good. Besides, she didn't feel well enough to move around for a long time after that experience, although it might be due more to the overall raid rather than her death.
An eyebrow instantly shot up at the Reaper's comment as she frowned, "That's really nice of you to admit it..." She was aiming for a sarcastic tone, but since she was pretty weak in that area, it probably sounded a little like a hurt whine instead.
"I suppose... What do you feed Whip?" Turning her attention away from the source of her negative feelings seemed to calm her down a little, although she was still frowning slightly - not that he would be able to see her face at the angle she was facing.
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