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 Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 10:01 pm
"May I hold him?" Was the question posted to him almost immediately after he said 'yes'; in fact, she wanted to do so badly enough to try even harder to keep up with his pace, walking beside him while looking up at him with an almost pleading expression.
"He looks like he might like it," She giggled at the silly mouse; the temptation to just reach out and pat it was great indeed... But grumpy pants reaper might not allow her to if, ever, if she did it without his permission.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 10:03 pm
There was a moment or so of silence before Shun finally replied to Lizzy.
"Whatever," was all he said as he paused in front of his door and began to fumble with the keys. He soon realized, however, that this could potentially cause her to stay longer due to Bent-Tail keeping her occupied. But it was too late. Since he had stopped moving, the mouse jumped from his shoulder towards Lizzy.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 10:29 pm
Whatever = Yes?
Well, since he didn't say no... Lizzy was about to reach out for the mouse on his shoulder when Shun stopped all of a sudden; she actually walked a few more steps before realizing this and started walking backwards like nothing happened... And was met with a friendly, 'flying' mouse.
"Ohh, aren't you adorable?" She giggled, holding Bent-Tail in one hand while stroking the top of his head, between his ears, with a finger. She then held him up so that they were at eye level before muttering very softly, obviously amused, "Unlike your owner."
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 10:34 pm
Shun shot Lizzy a sidewards glance/glare with that comment before facing his door and unlocking it. He had somewhat of a predicament now. He didn't really want her in his room especially when he needed to finish unpacking and whatnot, but if Bent-Tail had jumped to her, it was going to be hard to get the mouse back.
How troublesome.
"Bent-Tail.." he started while turning towards the others more.
The rodent ignored his owner's call and leaned into the finger petting him. Oh yes, he was enjoying this very much so. Chirping happily, he spun around in her hand before sitting up on his haunches and staring right back at the demon girl.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 10:47 pm
She was too distracted with the cute sitting on her hand to really notice the glare/glance, but if she did notice it, she wasn't reacting... Again, because of the cute on her hand. She continued to fuss over him, patting and stroking the mouse on his tummy with a finger until she realized that Shun was looking in their direction.
"Do you need help?" She smiled, tilting her head, "Moving in, I mean."
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 10:54 pm
Bent-Tail puffed up his chest and exposed his belly a little more so that Lizzy would have an easier time petting there. It wasn't that he didn't get attention from Shun because the reaper took very good care of him, but he liked to get variety! New people were always good to have around and it meant more people he could get pets and affection from. It was a good life.
"Not really," he said, "Don't have that much stuff."
It was true, he really didn't have that much. Even though his family was pretty well off in terms of money, he just wasn't into material things all that much.
Though, right now everything was just kind of strewn about his room as he was still setting things up.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 11:07 pm
"Ohhh?" She blinked, looking up from Bent-Tail momentarily although she was still busy with tickling his furry tummy. Looking at the closed door and then back at Shun, she asked, "Do you need any other help at all then?"
She really had forgotten her purpose for coming to the Reaper dorms.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 11:10 pm
"No, not particularly," Shun replied while opening the door somewhat, "Surely there was some other reason for you to have come to this dorm."
Glancing back at his owner while squirming from the tickles, Bent-Tail paused there. He then slowly turned back towards Lizzy, giving her big mousey eyes as if trying to ask her to find some way to stick around longer. He wasn't done playing with her yet!
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 11:17 pm
"Some other reason... Ohh," She frowned, as if just remembering something before smiling sheepishly, "I don't even know if they're in... Although you should meet this other Reaper named Mac. The two of you will get along well, I think..." Being grumpy and all. Maybe they can bond through being grumpy together while Bent-Tail and Whip talk about how grumpy their owners are.
She couldn't help giggling softly at the mental image.
"Awww," Noticing the wide-eyed look the mouse was giving her, she paused for a moment before tickling him again, looking up at Shun, "How about... Help with cleaning up?" She heard the reaper dorms smell old if they had been unoccupied for a while.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2011 11:25 pm
For the most part, Shun wasn't looking to 'get along' with others or even really make friends. So he just kind of dismissed the statement made by Lizzy. He did, however, hope that most students around here wouldn't be so damn chatty or persistent like her. The girl he met yesterday was considerably more tolerable as far as he was concerned.
And there was some silence again as she offered to help with the cleanup. He was unaware of the look Bent had given her, so he just thought she was kind of desperate to help for some jack damn reason. Rolling his eyes to himself, he weighed his options. If he said yes to this, maybe he could get rid of her more quickly as well.
"Fine, fine, whatever," he mumbled while opening his door all the way and going on in.
There were some boxes here and there, and stuff that used to be in the boxes around the floor. A couple things had been set up however, such as the desk and the small bed. But that was about it. Everything else was either packed or on the ground. Letting out a sigh, he slung the guitar from his shoulder to place near the desk for the time being.
The room itself wasn't too big, but it did have a private bathroom towards the back.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 1:57 am
"Your owner's not that bad. The grumpy ones tend not to be, yes?" She whispered to Bent-Tail like he could understand her, holding him up to eye level again before gently placing him on her shoulder, on the other side of her rather wet jacket. She made sure that he had a good footing on her shoulder before smiling up at Shun and following him into his room, blinking as she tried to get used to the darker surroundings.
Wow, he really wasn't joking about not having much to unpack.
"Soooo," She took a look around, one hand lifted and stroking the mouse on his head before her gaze settled back on Shun, "What do you not mind me unpacking?" She was, of course, referring to the boxes around them.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 7:32 am
The mouse tilted his head for the moment at the words before going ahead and getting comfortable on her shoulder, grooming himself for the time being.
Glancing at the various boxes, Shun eventually pointed at the one sitting by the door which was filled with some odds and ends, but mostly some shirts and pants. Turning back to the one closest to himself, he noted it was one that was still taped up.
Crouching down, he went on and summoned his daggers briefly so he could break the tape. When that was done with, he pulled apart the flaps and started to take out what was inside.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 7:44 am
She had moved over to the box he had pointed to before realizing that she needed something to cut the tape sealing it with. Figuring that Shun might have something, she turned around to ask... Just in time to see him summon his weapon. Or rather, weapons - a pair of daggers that brought back memories of that foggy island in the middle of nowhere. One of the attackers wielded a pair of daggers...
She tensed up a little before relaxing again, frowning as she squat down beside the box she had offered to help unpack; there was no way the school would allow one of them to enroll, right? Not after everything they did to them...?
"Hey, so, where're you from?" She casually asked before fiddling in the pocket of her jacket for a hair pin. Having found it, she used it to poke a hole in the tape before using her fingernail to tear it all the way completely, "I mean, before you enrolled."
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 7:54 am
Looking over one of the objects he had taken out, he set it aside for the time being and continued to empty the box. He'd figure out where to put everything later on. When that box was done, he stared at the various items he had procured but paused at the question tossed at him.
"Just some island not too far from the mainland," he replied, then went back to grabbing a few things and putting them away here and there.
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Posted: Fri May 20, 2011 9:01 am
Island not far from the mainland, huh...
She started to pull out his clothing from the box one by one, folding those that got messed up on the way to his room, before pausing, looking around, "Will you be putting these in a drawer, or hanging them up?" She wasn't sure if he brought any clothes hanger along, after all, and she didn't want to assume anything.
... The same way she did not want to assume that Shun was one of them... Those reapers on the island who used Halloween denizens as weapons... Ugh, it made her angry and sick to the stomach just to think about it! While the whole double daggers and ' I came from an island' thing matched up, she didn't think those people would be ones to not cover up their tracks. Besides, she was sure the island the school shipped them off to was more than just 'off the mainland'.
Unless that's what they - or rather, he - wants her to think.
"Ohhh, what is it like there?" She looked up, curiosity lacing her voice as she lifted another shirt out of the box; maybe she was thinking too much.
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