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 Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 8:07 pm
Circe nodded. "Yep. I think it's like... 400 years old or something like that. It's been passed down for... Well ever." She said as she watched him begin to try and move the thing. "Uhhhhh.... No." She said, looking around her room trying to find something that might work just as well. "Got it!" She said, digging into one of the bags and getting out fuzzy coasters for drinks and walking over to Roch. "Do you think these will work?" Circe asked as she held up the items in question.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 8:11 pm
He looked at them blankly. Then shrugged. "Hell, why not. I'm gonna lift this side and you slip them under the legs, okay?" he said, grunting as he picked the heavy dresser up on one side. Yeaah, he was really thinking she wasn't a hunter by this point. There was that... Well, to put it bluntly, Halloween ghoul ditziness to her. Sadly, though, it was too late to skip out on all the hard work. Oh well.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 9:09 pm
Once Roch began to lift the dresser she bent down an quickly placed the coasters under the dresser. When he sat the dresser back down she looked up at him with a facial expression similar to *A*. "You lifted that dresser. And it was so heavy." She said, quickly hugging him tightly before he lifted up the dresser again. Then she released the poor boil and bent back down, waiting to slip the other coasters under it.Ice Queen SORRY IT WAS SO SHORT. ;_; *Fails hard*
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 10:37 am
He blinked. "Well now I know why you got problems with Freya," he said bluntly. "You hug her boilfriend in front of her a lot?" he asked with a hint of evil amusement. He moved to the other side of the dresser, lifting it up so she could slide the other slides under it. He waited till she was done to move the dresser where she had wanted it, using his weight to move it. He wasn't the biggest guy around (clearly, G had that privilege, regardless of what Herryk might claim) but he was up to this task. It looked like the day would be spent this way. "Wanna order pizza?" he said, taking a break.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 12:59 pm
Circe had simply nodded as she put the coasters under the dresser, but as she stood up and watched him push her dresser over to the wall she decided to answer. "Well, I hug everyone. A lot. Whenever I get excited or really happy." She said in a bit of a bashful tone. "But! I have hugged Herryk on purpose in front of Freya more then a handful of times." She added, laughing slightly. The most hilarious thing about that situation was that she didn't even like Herryk beyond the friend level, but bird chick got on her nerves like no one else could so she decided to be extra flirtatious when around her boilfriend.
When Roch mentioned ordering pizza her eyes lit up brighter then christmas in july. "I've never ordered pizza to my room before!" She said excitedly, now standing next to him and hugging her hands to her chest to clearly hold herself from hugging the poor boil to death.
Zooming next to her bed where her skellyphone was charging and picked it up. As she turned it on it was made very clear that Circe probably didn't use it very often, if ever. As she fumbled around with it for a few minutes she finally got it to enter in numbers then brought it over to the boil. "Maybe it's better if you call." She said, handing the phone over to the boil.
When he took the phone from her she zoomed back over to the small desk that was beside her bed and got out the telephone book that looked like it was easily as old as the dresser. Taking it in her hands Circe made her way to the end of her bed and sat down, patting the spot next to her before flipping through the phone book.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 1:05 pm
He blinked, looking at the phone blankly. "You don't know how to use your phone?" he asked finally. Maybe he'd jumped to conclusions too fast... "Hey, I got it on mine," he said, tossing the phone lightly onto the bed and tugging his own eyephone out. He flipped through the contacts and pulled up the one he wanted. He called his favorite place, ordering his usual, then stopping. "What kind do you want?" he asked belatedly.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 1:17 pm
"I!" She said, almost about to give a untrue answer. "No. I don't know how to use my phone." She answered, her lip pouting out as she watched him use his phone instead. Quickly she closed the phone book and pushed onto the floor, obviously trying to rid herself of the horridness phones and phone books brought her.
Circe looked at Roch for a couple seconds as she processed what she wanted. "Mexican pizza?" She asked, holding up her two arms and shrugging, but still staying in that pose.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 1:20 pm
"... From a pizza place?" he said, looking a bit baffled by the thought. Then he shrugged. "Can I get a mexican pizza? Um... I have no idea, add some refried beans?" he said to the guy on the phone. "Yeah... sure. Is he STILL terrified of delivering to me? Charlie and I are--Fine, I'll toss in a big tip AND the promise I'll be at the gate to pick it up." Then he hung up, sighing loudly. "We gotta go wait at the gate."
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 1:32 pm
Circe looked at Roch questioningly for a moment. "Someone is afraid of you?" She asked, now standing up and looking him squarely in the eyes. "But you're so awesome!" Circe said, pulling her cheeks instead of his and changing adorable to awesome. "Okay!" Circe said, picking up a thin scarf and tieing it around her neck. "Let's go to the gate and get our pizza." Circe said with a smile, obviously not aware that there were so many things wrong with the statement.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 3:36 pm
"Well it's a long story," Roch told her, grinning evilly. "But it'd be a lot shorter if you answered one question. You ever met Charlie? He's a fallen angel, pink haired demon boil, short, but crazy as hell." He apparently thought that was a good thing. He headed out of the dorm and towards the gate, almost jogging although he knew it would take a while for the pizza guy to get there. But hell, he was hot from working, it'd be good to cool off!
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 3:51 pm
Circe shook her head. "I've never heard of a Charlie." She said innocently, being totally truthful. Although, her eyebrow raised at his grin. "He has pink hair?" She asked with wide eyes, obviously not realizing she was talking to a boy with purple hair. As Roch raced out of the dorm room Circe made sure to leave it open, propping it with the phone book she had tossed on the floor.
Carefully walking down the steps and then skipping out the door and towards the gate she wondered just what exactly the story was behind Roch and the boil he called Charlie. With a devious grin Circe pounced on Roch's back, hugging his neck. "WHAT IS THIS LONG STORY?!" She said, trying to jokingly force it out of him.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 4:28 pm
"Can't breathe, can't breathe!" he gasped, grabbing her by the legs and hauling her up so she was piggy backing. It was better than being strangled to death. "Okay, Charlie had this pizza delivered, and the guy delivering it looked lost, see? So me, being the nice guy I am, offered to buy it! And then Charlie attacked me with bananas from a nearby roof," he told her. "But it gets worse," he went on. "We had this whole WAR going on for months, where one would buy the pizza that was ordered from the other, and all the time the poor pizza guy got dragged into it--"
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 4:40 pm
Circe was lost in amazement for a moment as Roch lifted her up further so she was piggy backing on his back, something she had never actually done but had seen a million times before in movies. "Awww." She said with a frown as she listened to his story, hugging him tightly, but not enough to choke him this time. "Poor Roch. And that poor pizza boil."
"So the pizza boils are now all afraid of you? And are you and Charlie friends again?" She asked, now peering on his shoulder at him. "When the pizza boil arrives I'll make sure he won't be afraid of you! In fact! I'll make him like you!" She said with a devilish grin, hinting that she would do something that was more her forte.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 5:14 pm
He didn't feel... well, he didn't know, vamped on or anything. She was just a ditz. A huggy ditz. "Nah, it's fine, he can hate me if he wants, he's got plenty of reasons. But it wasn't that me and Charlie were friends before the fight, in fact, we BECAME friends because of it. It was a blast, at least, until it almost turned into a fight," he said. "Pizza wars should be a national pastime," he added.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2012 2:24 am
Circe frowned slightly at Roch not wanting her to get the pizza boil to like him. She would have enjoyed it too. Flirting with him, him probably tripping on the ice. Oh it would have been a hilarious sight. Okay, so Circe wasn't exactly what she appeared to be, but, who was? "Well... I guess that's good then."
Raising a brow at him she blinked. "Passtime?" She repeated. "Why do you think that?" Circe asked in honest curiosity. "Because they made you and Charlie become friends?"
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