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 Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 10:38 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 5:44 pm
((entering))
Levi kept the blanket over her shoulders even after they reentered the school. She followed West back through a doorway and back within the warm(er) walls of Amity. The tatzel readjusted one side of the blanket over her opposite arm, wrapping a corner comfortably around so it would stay in place. Her pace kept quick enough to just stay at the demon's side if not slightly behind as she followed his navigation. Nothing was said until she fished back into his jacket pocket and plucked out his eyePhone.
Looking from the screen and back up to him to see if he was watching her, she pressed into the single button with a thumb only to get a screen telling her to swipe to unlock. Okay- that was easy enough. Levi swiped a finger over the designated path to unlock the device and then all these small symbol things appeared. One said camera.
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So~this is where the camera is turned on? She didn't say it out loud, but the look on her face would reveal she'd discovered something.
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 11:43 pm
He had headed back toward the school not because he actually thought Jingleberry would be inside, but because, despite his new sweet-smelling scarf, he was kind of cold. It might have been nice if he had drank his hot chocolate sooner and made off with one of those stupid dog blankets, now that he thought about it. Oh well. Hindsight and all that.
Well inside the building now, West turned to face the ghoul, watching as she fumbled around with his phone. He barely used the thing himself, preferring to keep it off rather than risk speaking to the handful of people who had his number, but he did know how to dial and take a damned picture, two things he was fairly sure the tatzel did not. He looked at the icons and the placement of her fingers and nodded.
"Yeah. Like that." He reached over and tapped the camera icon, pointing at another button when it showed up. So much for letting her do things. "Hold the camera up an' hit that one. If y'see'im." West had his doubts that she would. Even though they had just fought a tree and one of those horribly whiny robot elves, the demon didn't think the minty ninja was going to show. It wasn't like Jingleberry hung around with other creatures of Christmas, not even that one other time West had encountered him in Halloween. He was a loner. Maybe, West thought, he should try that too. He suddenly remembered being the first one to get his a** handed to him by an insane Red. No. He supposed he wasn't ready for lonerdom yet.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 6:17 pm
She had her doubts even; as positive as Levi remained, it was still a piece of machinery. The ghoul hadn't made use of a skeeV until she entered this school. This tiny device was something beyond what any ghoul from her little mountain town could imagine. It was a camera that could take pictures while you talked to folks. At the same time too? Extraordinary...
West pointed out the shutter button and as he did so, she reversed the phone to look for where the lens was. The intellectual creature she was or thinks she is, Levi knew a camera eye would need to point at the desired object in order to take the photo. Her first mistake was to accidentally swipe and press at the button ...while looking at the back of the phone. A shutter sound went off that made the tatzel's white ears twitched in surprise. Jumpin'-! Releasing held breath, she turned the phone around again. The preview had already disappeared and went back to the ready camera setting. Ah~ think' I get it now. She panned the phone around, up and down as well, judging where the line of sight was. Amazingly, she could walk and look at the camera screen at the same time.
The country ghoul was getting a lesson in city folk activity; determination would drive her to get the best shot of this Jingleberry...whatever he looked like. What does tha fellar look like any'who? He really... that good? Skipping out on the rat and pudding, they'd only fought with the pink scout and treezilla because they were in the way of their continuing search. This Jingleberry was just that impressive? She really wanted to see this now.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2012 8:05 pm
He pressed his lips together in amusement at the sudden sound of the shutter. Yes, it seemed the tatzel had taken a picture of herself. He was tempted to take the phone from her right then and erase it so no one would get any ideas, but he snorted to himself instead, turning around to head deeper into the school. It wasn't like he ever let anyone touch his phone anyway.
"He looks like, uh... a reaper I guess," West replied. So had the Hunters at first. Maybe that wasn't the best comparison. "White cloak witha hood, red 'air, swords. He swept 'em round an' killed us all," he continued, facing Levi again, his slight grin still on his face. Obviously that death was a happy memory.
"An' he was fast." West's smile went slightly smirky. "Faster'n even you." Surely there was actually a compliment in there somewhere.
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 7:05 pm
A reaper... In her head popped up the images of the reapers she knew most; Mot and Shun didn't really look similar at all. Doesn't say much. Perhaps West meant Jingleberry didn't have two forms? He only had a tiny body like what they were in now. Okay, that was understandable. Following close behind, Levi listened to the description given of the peppermint ninja, trying to paint a picture of him in her head so that recognizing him would be made a bit simpler. Ah~ wait- ...he killed ya'll? A brow raised at this; was West looking for revenge now? Is that why he was so fixated on finding the ninja? Yer telling' me ya owe 'im one then, ain't ya.
A rather unexpected smirk came across her face when West essentially seemed to challenge her swiftness with this Jingleberry. Oh 'really? How much faster 'is 'e? She aimed the camera at West then playfully. It was like she was filming a skeeV show through this tiny camera; only not.
It was fun to pretend though.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 5:27 pm
Her comment on reapers was met with a shrug. Humanish? With a weapon? Reaper. As far as being killed by someone and not wanting to return the favor? Well, West supposed she would've had to have been there. "Nah, I dun want revenge," he said. "I wanna... learn." He looked thoughtful in the face of this blurted truth, perhaps finally realizing that his quest to improve his speed and agility hadn't actually begun with getting his a** kicked by the tatzel in the forest that day.
He shook his head as she pointed the phone at him. His smirk had remained, even through his revealing thoughts about Jingleberry, and it stayed on his lips as he replied, looking directly at the ghoul rather than at the camera she held. "Fast enough t'get ridda like six of us at once. Yeah, one of 'em was Barth an' the rest of us were half frozen, but still. Like t'see you hit that many in one go." To be fair, when he had boarded that train a year ago and ended up in Christmas Town, he had barely been a student at Amityville for any time at all. Sure, he had attended other schools and been raised in the city, but that didn't mean he had ever seen anyone fight like Jingleberry had. Maybe it was time to give up his mindless adoration of some creature of Christmas.
West reached out and put his hand over the top of the phone, covering its lens even though it was likely she wasn't even filming. "An' if y'gotta know, I got revenge already. He was here an' a few of us kicked'is a**. It was our test t'get t'be Knobs, but I dunno if it was really s'posed t'be." That whole incident was kind of a blur to the wrath demon, to be honest.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 2:02 am
The music once again goes quiet all over campus, and in the silence, the turning of gears growls and grinds deep underground seems louder than ever. And then even louder until the air is vibrating with the thunderous rhythm. The forms of defeated foes soon begin to waver and then...not quite dissipate, but rather turn misty, into a fog of sorts. The wisps of their remains travel outward and upward, until the sky above the school is dark with the restless fog.
Some students may find it...familiar. And when the clockwork cacophony shifts and twists, subtly, ever so slowly into a chorus of terrible, dark whispers...it becomes very familiar indeed.
The air is soon full of hundreds of voices, a speaking at once in a maddening hum of confusion, anger, and a crushing, mind-numbing loneliness.
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