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 Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 5:03 am
Emily quivered a little, and then outright trembled. Only this time not with trepidation, but rather...pent-up fangirl enthusiasm. "Ohh..." she sighed softly, "Oh yes, and when the wind tousles his hair. And his hands...they're so eloquent." Her face heated up rapidly and she was suddenly even more appreciative of the dark.
"I...I heard he was in this school, now? Have...have you gotten to..." she paused and shivered, gasping breathlessly at the very notion of what she was about to say. "Have you gotten to talk to him?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 5:11 am
Everything got very still and quiet for a moment, as Freya thought about what the ghoul had just told her. And thought. And thought some more.
"SAAAAAAAY WHAAAAAAAAAAT?!?!?"
The screech was immediately followed by Freya bursting out of the closet, landing immediately on her feet as she started pacing the room.
"He's here? HE'S HERE?!? HE'S HERE!!!!!!" She whirled around and stormed back to Emily, dropping to her knees and holding the ghoul by her shoulders. "Are yeh sures? Is he holding a concert here? Do yeh thinks we'll be able to go? Oh, my, sweet Valhalla, JOHNNY DANGER IS HERE.."
Freya was flushed, red, and four beats away from fainting dead away from excitement.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 5:21 am
Freya's cry pretty much gave Emily a heart attack. Emily was dead. Why wasn't she dissipating? Was she already a ghost then? Would she have to move to the other set of dorms? Would she face an afterlifetime of prejudice, caught between two races?
Then she was being shaken back to life by the blonde ghoul, and did this mean that Freya knew CPR? It was always nice to know someone who knew CPR.
In the background, Monty said something along the lines of, "He's up your a**. I'm gonna go get a couple Jolly Meals, make sure that's gone before I get back."
Emily gazed wide-eyed at that, and stuttered incoherently for a few moments, "Uh..yes..no....yes. Yes. I-I don't know. I h-hope...okay." Then she actually said something useful, "It was in Rolling Skull? B-but maybe we...I mean you, should ask someone in the Demon Dorms?"
Freya wasn't looking so good. But the last time she had tried to administer CPR herself, things had gone pretty badly...
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 5:25 am
"Demon dorms. OF COURSE! Humm.. I don't thinks any of the ghouls in the demon dorms signed up for the club.." Freya was looking off into the distance behind Emily (which was really just more closet, no Narnia there.) as she spoke. She still had her hands on the ghoul, but now holding her tenderly, as she sat there mystified and tried to think.
"Xiu is a demon.. I bet I could asks- wait, why would the demon dorms know more than any of us? It isn't like he's.."
Her skin paled from ivory to ashen white, and she finally let the poor ghoul go. WHY had she decided to cancel her magazines last month. WHY! Just because she wanted to spend her money on new clothing so she could look good for Herryk..
JACK IT ALL TO HELL, SHE WAS SUCH A BAD FANGIRL!
"Emily, do yeh means he's a student?" Freya barely managed to whisper, as both of her hands lifted to her lips and she started chewing on all of her nails. At once.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 5:57 am
The drastic colour changes were proving to be both fascinating and alarming to Emily. Was this her natural ability? She hadn't known that valkyrie's had that ability but really, what did she know? Sitting in her pile of of clothes, she watched curiously, a certain amount of her hesitancy leaving due to the sheer oddness of the blonde.
"It said so in the magazine? That he was taking a small break to go to school here. So...unless something happened..." the small ghoul's voice trailed off as her eyes widened in horror. "What if he got attacked? During the snow thing...with all the rats and presents and elves and-and-and fog?!"
Did valkyries normally eat their own hands? Was it some sort of avian quirk?
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 6:27 am
The confirmation made Freya's color blossom back, and her dreamy, far off look returned. She didn't quite hear Emily's concern, she was too busy dreaming about Johnny Danger opening up his dorm room and finding her there, wearing her sunday best, which was nothing at all, and -
NO! BAD FREYA! She couldn't think these things, she was taken! She was in love, no less! She was definitely, definitely not thinking about Johnny Danger's musician's hands playing her like a-
NO!
"NO!"
Oops, that last one was out loud. Luckily, it made sense with whatever Emily had been saying. She snapped to attention, her hands clasping around Emily's. "We should find him. Together." Freya whispered the last part solemnly, like a promise.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2012 11:20 pm
Emily's growing amoutn of comfort around Freya shattered in an instant at the suggestion. Her face paled, cheeks flushed, and the witches sadly underdeveloped bosom began heaving alarmingly as the ghoul hyperventilated.
"I..."
gasp
"...w-w-we..."
gasp
"T-t-that..."
gasp
There was a moment where her emotional decided that either it was time to start crying or it was time to pass out. The witch's eyes rolled back and she collapsed boneless to the floor. Fortunately, she was already sitting down in a pile of clothes, so this wasn't really a bad outcome, all things considered.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2012 2:25 am
Freya watched as Emily went to pieces right in front of her, and her eyes widened just slightly as she checked the ghoul's vitals. Well, she wasn't dead, at least..
But she was passed out. And Freya was alone with a passed out ghoul. So she did what any hot-blooded, curious, open-minded teenage ghoul would do.
She slowly closed the closet door and tiptoed out of the room before anyone could blame her for it.
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