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 Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 7:59 pm
Savior didn't really know how she'd gotten from point A to point B in the fog other than the fact. . . that she was following her nose. While she may not have been able to shed any sand while on this island, something she didn't notice nor would have cared about even if she did notice, that wasn't to say she couldn't smell her scent somewhere out there in the murky depths. She'd noticed it on Jericho to begin with and had made mention of it though a much stronger scent had pulled her away almost as quickly as the conversation had begun.
It was then that she found herself face to face with West, or rather she was watching him fight something. The Marrowstripe felt no need to join in, she didn't know the person being attacked or doing the attacking, but there was something odd about the fact that they smelled like her. And then, of course, there was fog and a mixture of others things. She was gone and saw something large and strange, attacked it there, and then soon was back on that spot watching West putter around.
"Wesssst?" Savior hoped she was getting whatever this person was called correctly since part of her could remember that her smell had been pegged to something with red hair. She'd called Jericho 'West', if only for a moment, but maybe this time she'd gotten the right person.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 8:18 pm
"Hm?" West looked up from where he was gathering his bat and knapsack and jumped ever so slightly when he saw someone approaching, thinking they might be another random attack reaper. He had to admit that this was a very strange day indeed if seeing the Marrowstripe there instead was a relief.
"Yeah, 't's me. I saw y'onn th'beach before, butthen tha'thing came along, well, two things, annai didn't seeya anymore." He knew she wouldn't understand, but with Holly temporarily... "Holly. Didja see a ghoul witha tail?" He waved his good hand behind him, perfectly mimicking a pajama tail in his mind, but the boil simply wasn't as skilled at pantomime as he would like to believe. Had the ghost even been wearing her pajamas? This fog was so thick that he couldn't be sure. He crouched again, sweeping his hands back and forth in search of his bat before rising to his feet again. This was useless.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 9:09 pm
It didn't take too long (read: not at all) for Savior to make her way over to where West was and practically climb upon him, her scent on his body too intoxicating for her to simply not do so. If the Marrowstripe knew how to purr she would have but instead all she could do was produce her hollow rumble of laughter, her joy at knowing she was correct in remembering West quite a payout. "Wesssst. Scent. Wessst, not Jeko."
She ran her fingers through his hair and was a little surprised to see she wasn't leaving the usual trail of sand behind though it did hardly a thing to stop her movements. She did the sweep once more and completely ignored the fact that West had asked about someone and even had done a silly pantomime for it. Ignorance was truly bliss so far as Savior was concerned. "Boat crash. Soree." She hadn't climbed down from his as she spoke, her legs still wrapped about his body and her heads resting atop his head. All this speaking was hurting the burns on her face and she thought about reaching up to scratch at them, only to figure that she would have to stop touching the pretty red in order to do so.
Her hands stayed on West.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 9:37 pm
West frowned, but didn't bother moving or trying to shoo the ghoul. Why had he even continued to speak after acknowledging her? Really. At least she wasn't covering him with sand like she u... wait. She wasn't dropping sand like a demonic possessed dirty rotten irritatingly oblivious hourglass, was she? West concentrated for a moment, wiggling a little as he tried to manifest his hated wings. Nope, nothing. Like Christmas Town then. Interesting.
Upon hearing her unintentional apology for breaking her boat he muttered, "You didn't crash the boats," in a perfect, if a bit deeper, impression of his mother. West hadn't been the type to use the phrase 'I'm sorry' in place of sympathy growing up, but enough demons had done so that his mother had found plenty of opportunity to berate people for it around her son. Realistically he knew that hadn't been Savior's intent, but the words still came to him by reflex.
He continued standing in the same spot, even managing to cross his arms over his chest uncomfortably without getting them tangled with her legs. As far as he was concerned, Holly was just as likely to find them as they were to find her in this fog, so why waste energy looking? "So. Didja like yer boat?" Trying to look up at something that was perched on your head was... difficult.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 11:11 am
((derp, I'm on vacation so no post lol))
Holly had watched most of the fight that West had with the hooded figure. She'd momentarily lost track of him near the end of it and found him not to long later. Seemed he had made a new friend while she'd been lost in the fog as well.
Ummm. "Who was the hooded person and who is that on your head?" The other ghoul she'd seen buy Holly had never spoken with her before. "Also should we head somewhere else other than just standing here?"
((they want students to move, where to? biggrin ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 3:15 pm
"Oh, uh, hey," West muttered, trying to seem nonchalant about the whole Savior Hat situation. "I dunno who that was," he admitted. "He grabbed me sowai hittim." The boil nodded, or at least he tried to. As far as he was concerned, a beating was the least that weirdo had deserved for grabbing at him in the fog. "Wer'you on th'beach? Some guy inna hood wasthere too. This place's... hilarious." And by hilarious he meant really Jackin' strange.
"This's Savior," he added, jerking his thumb in her general direction. "She's'a bit..." He went ahead and made the universal spinny sign for crazy near the side of his head. It wasn't like the monster ghoul would take offense. "She's also sorta light. In case you'ere wonderin'." He didn't mention the fact that she had been responsible for his broken arm or that he allowed her to climb him because deep down she was pretty terrifying. West really didn't want to talk about either of those things right now.
He shrugged, again, as best as he was able considering the circumstances. "Where's there t'go?" The demon had completely missed the discovery of helpful things like the reaper's map in his anger at the loss of Carry and his subsequent conversation with Yaya.
(( Quick assessment: Cornfields are too crowded now. Abandoned Town sounds cool and is probably my first choice. Lighthouse is fine too and has West's name on the forum lol :B :B :B Thoughts? XDD ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 6:30 pm
"Booooat. No." To be truthful Savior hadn't really felt one way or another about the boat and she didn't remember Holly either, even though they'd been together on said boat. It was a small measure of success that Savior remembered West at all and she downright was pleased about that, enough that during the period of conversation she shifted so she was sitting directly on his shoulders, her legs moved so they were curled under his arms instead of around his waist. West wasn't pushing her off and Savior wasn't volunteering for moving.
She did preen a bit though when West said her name, she liked hearing others say it. "Savior." The motion West had used was repeated as well by the monster without even knowing or caring that it was supposed to stand as an insult - and the hollow giggles that the Marrowstripe liked to produce rumbled from her body. If it weren't for the fact that it was foggy and what have you it may not have sounded so creepy but with her lack of . . .well, until it cleared it was just bad. "Also, beach. Hurt youse?" Savior poked the top of West's head with her finger to get his attention, then also pointed over at Holly.
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 1:23 pm
Holly shrugged off the hooded figure nonsense. Whatever was going on they would all find out soon enough. Hopefully. Not like West was injured or anything so. "I saw some figure there too but got lost in this Jacking fog again." She obviously loved this place...
The ghoul grinned at Savior. She sure was interesting and Holly nodded when West made the cray-spiny sign. Had the other been on her boat? The trip seemed days ago and there was so much going on the ghoul had barely spoken with any of the other creatures that had been there.
"She looks light." Had to have been to hang all about like that. Though she was deeply surprised that the wrath demon would just let someone hang on them like that. She shrugged at the other two and eyed Savior at the mention of hurt. What happened? "There is some town I heard about, map showed one. Couldn't hurt?" The ghoul eyed the other students that were making off in direction since the fog lifted. "Not a lot seem to be going that way, want to go?" Holly made a walking motion.
((To the town! You all can reply and we can pick up in orp? biggrin ))
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Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 1:37 pm
"Not hurt, no," he told Savior. It was strange, but after fighting... whatever that was in the fog, he felt a lot better than he had following the fight after his misplacement of Holly.
West nodded. "Yeah, town's good." He had an urge to move on, and now that he had found his bat, bag and companions, he was ready to do just that. "Right behind ya," he said, trailing after the ghost fox, the Marrowstripe securely on his shoulders.
(( To the Town ORP! ))
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