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 Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:08 am
Audience
Barely hearing the mumbled words of the student Herryk didn't recognize, Herryk half-turned in his seat to give the boil a dismayed glare. Would he open his stupid mouth? The answer to that question was simple.
Yes. Yes he would.
"Herryk's friends are in this play," he boomed quietly, narrow-eyed glare transmitting his irritation with the boil's softly mumbled words.
The draugr's attention was quickly diverted to another pair of students when the ghoul let out a shriek. The boil looked familiar, but Herryk couldn't place the face. With a loud, stuffy grunt, Herryk turned back around to face the stage, a hearty scowl on his face.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:13 am
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His arms wrapped around her as she suddenly came at him and he gave a loud joyful laugh at her rather enthused greeting. It pleased him that Lark was so happy to see him! The boil gave his dear friend a gentle squeeze and he let her crawl off of his lap though he toyed with the idea of pulling her back just to see how mortified she'd be by this if at all.
Endzela playfully nipped at Lark's finger and gave her a small sound in greeting.
When punched on the arm his plotting was pretty much stopped and he grinned lightly, "I wanted it to be a surprise to be honest. I was kinda hopin' you'd see it and come greet me in general but y'know stuff happens. Oh well. I'm here now, right?"
Meanwhile Endzela was beginning to make herself right at home onto Lark's lap.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:23 am
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"Aye, I'dve metcha at th' station, though, Ket." Lark couldn't stop grinning, instantly delving her fingers deep into Endzela's plush feathers. She ever-so-gently used her nails to scratch the owl's back. Lark couldn't believe this was happening! Kettil was here, and ... he shouldn't be. She'd warned him. Lark's smile dimmed.
"Well, yer here, I guess," she peered at him, gently rearranging Endzela in her arms so that she could lean over the back of the chair before her in order to retrieve her hat. She spotted her phone on the floor, and unwilling to set Endzela down, Lark flopped back in her seat and gave Kettil a plaintive look.
"M'phone? I dropped it." She gestured with a hand. "I'd get it but.. m'kinda busy." Lark immediately turned her attention back to Endzela. "Y'shouldn't be here, Ket," she added on. "Y'shouldn'ta come."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:26 am
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White eyes devoid of a pupil turned to look at Herryk judging him for a moment. It seemed the demon had upset him and that made a smile start to pull at the corners of Titus' mouth revealing the sharp pointy teeth passed his lips.
"You're friends, huh?" The demon was rather amused by the undead's use of words. Was he slow in the head? If that was any insight to the friends he could have. "Then I can safely assume that sleeping will be a better option. I can only hope its not interactive theater and the monkeys on stage will be throwing s**t."
A familiar voice touched his ears and his attention was immediately taken from the draugr to the reaper in the aisle. The demon's lips pulled back slightly with a look of distaste but soon that turned into a grin. "Soul Herder, I thought I smelled the scent of something worthless. So this is where your father sent you. Not even here a year and you've already gotten the school closed. Congratulations."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:32 am
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Shun only glanced at Herryk briefly as he heard him speak to the demon, but his focus was on Titus right now.
"The school will not be closing. You just got that notice because it doesn't want the likes of you around, Tits," he hissed as his eye twitched slightly with annoyance, "What, did your family finally decide they couldn't stand having you anymore?"
If it wasn't apparent enough already, he already knew the new demon. Nor did he like him. At all.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:34 am
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"I know you would have and I'd have been glad to meet you there," he shifted his shoulders a bit and for now just neglected to mention who WAS there to greet them in a sudden insight of wisdom. He wanted to keep Lark happy and smiling at him. The world was best when Lark was smiling.
Endzela naturally enjoyed herself her eyes squinting closed and leaning into the scratching along her back. This was the best thing ever. Then she found herself shuffled about a little but she didn't mind as long as she wasn't placed down.
Kettil chuckled a bit as he watched them before he uttered a small sigh as he got up climbing over the chairs one way to get the phone and then to climb back over it the other way not bothering to go around instead once he settled back down and he offered her the phone he smiled a little bit, "Lar, chances are we're probably going home together if what I heard is right."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:38 am
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Herryk slowly spun around, rising to his feet in one fluid motion as the insults from the annoying thing behind him registered in Herryk's mind. They were in the theater, so Herryk wasn't going to start any sort of physical altercation, but maybe the boil was not sure just who he was talking to.
Bulkier now in his second year of school, Herryk cut an impressive sight. He was not above using his size to his advantage, though the draugr doubted it would shut the little t**t up.
"Herryk thinks that this ... Tits ... should be careful of how he speaks of Herryk's dear friends," Herryk hissed the words, his narrowed eyes casting an icy, ghastly light across his face.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:47 am
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Rain sighed. Was she late? It always seemed like she was late. Classes, parties, events, it didn't matter. What made it worse was that she's fast for a zombie. The only conclusion could be that she was either easily distracted or geographically challenged. Perhaps both?
Students were already taking their seats but it didn't look like the play had started yet. She quietly took the first empty seat she came across in the back. She didn't want to make a fuss or draw too much attention to herself. She had even spritzed herself with some perfume so that her rotting flesh didn't bother anyone around her. Of course.. she might have gone a little overboard with it. It was hard to tell because to her, all perfume reeked and her sense of smell was naturally heightened. At least she had tried.
She looked forward to watching the students act. She had really wanted to sign up herself but always became scared that she would fumble up the words. You had to memorize them and anything that involved her brain wasn't a strong point. It made her happy enough to watch the other students -- some friends -- in this. Didn't Sammy have a role? And there was that zombie boil, Xander. She hadn't met him yet but she had seen him around the dorms. If they did well, maybe it would motivate her enough to sign up for the next play.. maybe.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 9:51 am
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Lark fell back in her seat with a happy hum, still idly scritching Endzela as Kettil clambered over the row of seats. She watched him quietly, taking the phone back when he offered it. When he smiled at her, Lark smiled back. It was a little strained, that smile, and more than a little frustrated.
"I know, Kajika," she mumbled against Endzela's neck feathers. She shook her head, unwittingly staring at the muut. She could hardly believe he was here. His face was a welcome sight, and she hadn't realized just how much she'd missed him until this moment. Lark shook her head and averted her gaze when she realized how she stared.
"I guess if we're goin' home, though, least we get t'ridt t'gether, right?"
She did not want to go home. After Lark had completed her exam, she knew she couldn't go back. Not yet. Maybe not ever.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 10:01 am
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Titus chuckled with amusement hardly put off by the nickname that Shun insisted on using for him. "Really, Tits from Titus you really need to be more original, Soul Herder. Though I guess I can't expect much from a worthless reaper. Human posers the lot of ya."
Shun's second jab got a bit more of a response, the demon's face twitching, his smile faltering ever so slightly before it became rather cruel. "Unlike your father who sent you here to gain an ounce of worth my father wants me to hone my potential and scout out new areas for business." It was completely not true but Titus wasn't anything if not a good liar. He was sent because his father was tired of his causing trouble and hoped a new school would aid that. Not to mention his Uncle was close and Titus somewhat feared the man.
Eyes trailing back to the draugr as he stood Titus lounged back in his seat further as if the sight of the hulking student didn't bother him in the slightest. The demon had seen far worse things in people's dreams the sight of the boil was rather lackluster in his eyes. "I'm sure your friends won't understand the words coming from my mouth. Honestly I'm a little surprised your pea-sized brain is processing what I'm saying, Big Slow."
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 10:28 am
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He was settling back in his seat and only paused at her quiet murmuring of his name. Kettil looked over at her and chuckled slightly. He trusted Lark to be careful with that particular name and thus didn't fuss too much when she used it in public since it was said quietly and between just them. It was nice to hear her say it again, "Of course. We'll go anywhere you want just you and me," he promised happily.
Note how he didn't say he wanted to go straight home this time around.
Endzela's eyes were closed and she was just happy as a little owl-clam.
For now Kettil was just happy to be with Lark again though he did note a bit of a rise in tensions in the air around them and heard the one that was talking badly of Reapers in general. That figure was placed on the 'ignored' spot for now.
"You feelin' alright Lar?" Kettil asked.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 10:37 am
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Big Slow? Herryk frowned at the derogatory term. Herryk did not have many enemies in the school -- despite Herryk smashing Mac's face to bits, they'd ended on .. speaking terms. There was something to be said about that. This little annoying boil before him, though? He was really getting on Herryk's nerves. He had to remember why he was here, and that was to support his friends. Mot, Hel. Tset. Chuppi. How would they react if he threw down right here in the middle of the theater?
Herryk didn't think they'd appreciate it.
Narrowing his eyes, Herryk hissed, "Herryk would be happy to deal with this later, Tits. For now, Herryk is going to behave." He didn't want to ruin this experience for his friends. Who knew how hard they'd worked on this. Herryk turned his back on Tits, crossed his arms over his chest, and huffed quietly to himself.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 10:49 am
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Lark was watching the dark-haired boil at the front of the theater. It was obvious she wasn't entirely focused on the conversation that Kettil was attempting to engage her in - her thoughts were obviously elsewhere. Subconsciously she nestled Endzela a little closer against her chest with one hand while the other worried the brim of her hat.
"Hmm? Oh.. yeah, m'fine, Ket. Just. Missed ya is all." She turned her head so that she could look at him directly.
"Can't tell y'how glad I am t'see ya. Even if I toldja to stay away." Lark smiled, though she seemed distracted by her thoughts. "Glad yer here. I ain't made many friends." Especially with the ghoul that Kettil had wanted her to make friends with.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 11:12 am
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Kettil raised an eyebrow at Lark's rather distracted behavior. He gazed to where she was looking but couldn't exactly get a lock on what she was looking at just yet not that it mattered as she suddenly talked at him, "Missed ya too," he said openly with a small chuckle.
"You know me I don't listen well sometimes," the boil shrugged a shoulder, "besides you need me here..." He reached up and gently flicked at her hat. "Now, what got you all distracted from my glorious visage?"
"Pfft. Don't be so full of yourself," Endzela tutted dreamily.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 11:23 am
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Lark snorted so hard she almost choked.
"Glorious v'sage," she snorted again, shaking her head before lifting a fist up to deliver a hearty punch to his muscled shoulder. The angle was a little awkward so the connection was harmless. She settled back down so that she could continue lavishing attention on Endzela.
"Jest thinkin'. Where're you stayin' at? Get a dorm room? ...a temporary one, at least, yeah? Yer mum know 'bout the problems w'th'school?" She reached up to tug on one of his dreadlocks, an impish expression on her face. The world seemed perfect at this very moment. It was wonderful.
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