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 Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 1:25 pm
Oop, BUSTED.
"I thought he left!" He hissed back at Shun in a low whisper. "MOT!" Mac cheered, swinging out his arms like nothing was wrong. "Surprised to see you here! What brings you to your..." Oh wait, they were in Mot's room. Uhh. Black eyes moved between Mot and Shun, and finally rested on Mot while a hand lifted to point at Shun. "He needs towels." His other hand nonchalantly pulled the paper clip from the lock, using his own body to block the view.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 1:33 pm
Mot stared at Shun, acting like he'd done nothing wrong and introduced himself. "...right. It's a pleasure." He said somewhat baffled.
Mac's clever ploy to cover his whispered admittance to Shun was noticed, but the clip was not. Lucky Mac. "It's my room." Mot finished Mac's sentence, sort of. His room, so he was here.
"Towels?" He parroted, standing where he was without moving. Finally, he shrugged. "Okay." Mot travelled to his bathroom, grabbing a couple of them before coming back out. "Laundry day or something?" He eyed Shun's wet hair. "Caught in the rain?" He guessed that was why the boil needed a towel.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 1:42 pm
Shun narrowed his eyes at Mac, catching the whisper before turning towards Mot as the towels were brought up. Well at least the guy did end up having them as suggested, so there was that. The situation would have been a tad more awkward if they just showed up like this and there were no towels to be had.
"More or less," he replied to Mot, "There's water all over my floor right now."
The towels were more for that than drying himself off after all.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 2:17 pm
"Yeah man, sorry 'bout that." Yes, yes they were in Mot's room.
The clip was not noticed, and Mac felt it was only right to flick it down the hallway as Mot went into the bathroom to get the towels. With the evidence gone there was no reason to be nervous anymore, and the Psychopomp started humming under his breath as innocently as possible. But ooooh, Shun was that Reaper's name? Well, nice to know.
"Shun's a good guy, I'm sure he'll return your towels ASAP." Mac actually didn't know that Shun was decent, but...well, they lived in the Reaper dorms. There was very little places in it to hide. "WELL. Shun's got his towels, I've done my job..." What now? Well, Mac wanted to leave before he was further busted.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 3:22 pm
Water on his floor. His bathroom towels for floor water. "Ugh.. okay. Wash these when you're done, if you'd be so kind." Otherwise he'd have to do it himself, for a floor that was not his.
"So that was it? Burglary attempt for towels?" Mot asked as Mac seemed eager to leave. The boil adjusted his hat in a pondering manner.
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Posted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 3:47 pm
"Will do," Shun noted as he took the towels. It made sense to clean them up afterwards and all. Though, his attention soon shifted towards Mac whom he recalled saying something along the lines of 'I doubt he'd notice' when he asked if he would mind lending the stuff out.
It seems that the guy might have been wrong on that front as well and judging the way he was trying to exit quickly, he was trying to not get into further trouble or something along those lines.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 10:07 am
"Yeah man, that was pretty much it!" Mac gave a thumbs up, grinning like an idiot. "Thanks for your help. Shun, shall we?" Mac gestured towards the door. Their little break in had been thwarted but the end justified the means and towels were in their possession. Well, Shun's possession. Mac wasn't sure if he wanted to hang out with this new Reaper and it was unlikely that he would be allowed to, but at least the loose offer of company was there.
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 12:40 pm
"Good. I trust you'll just... let yourself in when you return them." Mot said with a smirk. Mot hadn't made any judgments on the Reaper yet. Shun didn't seem bad, but he did not seem to care much either.
Mot waved the reapers off, looking slightly perplexed. That was a strange visit. Very strange. "Good luck with the floor. Invest in a mop."
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Posted: Fri Jun 24, 2011 12:58 pm
Raising an eyebrow at Mot for the moment, Shun nodded quietly before stepping on out with the towels in hand.
"Thanks," he murmured, then looked towards Mac and nodded once more, "Yeah, sure."
He didn't know if Mac intended on following him to his room or heading back into his own but he didn't really care too much either way. The guy didn't seem to be particularly obnoxious so he didn't mind being near. He at least didn't bombard him with questions like Lizzy had earlier that day. Seriously, what was with the girl?
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 6:48 pm
"Cya, Mot." Mac gave one last call before he moved, about to go back to his own dorm room but instead he paused, looking back at the way Shun was leaving. Hmmmmmm....
With a very graceful flourish, Mac spun on his heel and followed after his fellow Reaper and thief. He trailed after the boil for a moment; he seemed like the strong silent type, and he was pretty curious as to how far he could follow in silence before something happened. Plus hey, if the boil bolted...well, he knew where he lived, so yay. Until then? He was blatantly following him.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 6:53 pm
Not really caring if Mac came along right now, Shun didn't bother glancing over his shoulder. Whether he was aware that the other Reaper was following or not was a pretty good question. It wasn't until he reached his door that he glanced back towards the other boy before silently entering his room.
There were puddles of water inside, thanks to having had to move stuff around after coming out of the rain.
"Since you decided to tag along, you might as well help me wipe this up," he said quietly before tossing one of the towels at Mac. The Reaper then went on to start sopping up the water with the one he had in hand.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 7:17 pm
Mac caught the towel with his face.
It was very graceful.
"Awww maaan, really? Work?" Mac whined, though it was fairly hard to tell how serious he was being. Probaby not THAT serious though, since he didn't take the towel off of his face until after he had whined. The watery floor received a stare, then the towel, and Mac tossed the towel so easily on the floor, pressing a boot down on it and nudging it with a boot.
"So what do you know about the school so far?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 7:22 pm
Shun just sort of glanced back at Mac for the whine, but didn't say anything on it. Resuming his work, he moved the towel around to try and get as much of the water as possible before the cloth seemed to be water logged.
"Not much," he replied, "It's a top notch school supposedly. Heard something happened with a recent trip but not much aside from that."
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 7:26 pm
"Ah. Well, 'something' means...most of everyone who went, including myself, died." Mac's voice dropped the further his sentence went, and he cringed when he finally got to the dreaded word. "That was one of the things I wanted to warn you about; I've only experienced one, but, the field trips here? Are deadly. And dangerous. I'm pretty sure we were thrown under the bus so to speak." As the Psychopomp chattered on, he continued 'cleaning' with the rag under his boot, careful to not stray too far from one corner of the fabric, just in case.
"The other is to stay away from pink haired demons, they're really not worth the trouble." Well, Charlie was worth the trouble, but...Charlie was his BFF, okay.
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 7:37 pm
The answer had Shun quirking his brow and the elaboration on the answer had him turn towards Mac to try and see if he was trying to pull his leg here. It looked like he was being serious. However, judging his own expression, he didn't seem to phased.
"Well good then. That should help push me in that case," he said nonchalantly while going back to work. The Reaper paused at the mention of pink haired demons.
"Too late there. Ran into one earlier today already."
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