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 Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 8:10 pm
This was his moment. The advice from Lizzy came back to him, and he realized this was his chance to use it. Hel was getting snuggly, and Mot was determined to be snuggly back.
He also shifted closer, wrapping his arm her waist as she did his.
Her soft and touching words brought a tender smile to Mot's lips. She fought so hard, for him. For him. Having someone care so deeply made Mot feel rather humbled.
The reaper closed his eyes, taking in Hel's warmth and her scent. "Me too. You're plenty worth the fight." He pressed a kiss to the top of her head and held her closer.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 8:29 pm
Hel wasn’t expecting Mot to get snuggly. That just wasn’t his wa—
The ghoul felt the moths flutter as his arm wrapped around her waist, and Hel just sat there stunned, her own arm tightening around his waist. He held her closer, and she nearly melted. This…wasn’t another status effect…was it? “…Heh….I am, huh?” She murmured. With as much grief as she caused the cowboil….she wondered sometimes.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 8:41 pm
"You are. Most definitely." Mot assured her, even wrapping his free arm around the ghoul in a warm embrace.
He felt he needed to make Hel feel more secure. She'd gone through quite a bit because of his wishy washy ways, and she deserved something nice. "You know, I tend to be indecisive. But I want you to know that confessing to you is something I'm grateful for. The moment I knew I liked you more than a friend, I knew what I had to do." He explained softly, his head still resting on top of her soft head of hair.
"As much as I falter and stumble through this, know that I truly care for you. More than anyone else."
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:39 am
She really missed this…and well, it wasn’t something she was use to coming from Mot…so she wanted more of it too. Hel wrapped her other arm around him in return, hugging his thin frame even closer to her and securely. The reaper brushed her cheek against his shoulder as she listened, ignoring the silly little moths that were riled. Was…was this what Shun had been trying to say in a way too? Appreciate what you do have?
It wasn’t a confession of love or marriage or eternity…but it didn’t mean it was any less valuable. It didn’t mean it was any less to be cherished. More than anyone else. A small smile pulled at her lips as she closed her eyes for the moment, resting her head against his shoulder with his head against her own. “…Thank you.” She uttered, sincerely and appreciatively.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 10:09 am
Mot felt like a superhero. He'd somehow managed to make Hel feel better. He gave the ghoul an affectionate squeeze as he hugged her. It was nice to have a happy and calm moment.
And then FooFoo happened.
A pair of jeans seemed to be moving on their own, scuttling across the floor and bumping into walls and furniture legs. The pair of jeans growled in frustration, barking at a table leg and bouncing about.
A ball then rolled from under the jeans and into Hel's knee.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 2:47 pm
The ghoul was content to keep her eyes closed and keep hugging Mot for a long time to come…until their moment of quiet was interrupted, and a ball touched her knee.
Hel opened her eyes, catching sight of the pair of jeans wriggling across the floor. She blinked, and then gave a chuckle. One arm unwound from around Mot to grab the ball, and she tossed it, watching as it landed on top of the lump in the jeans and then to the other side of the room. She stared at it for a long time before she seemed to remember something. “Ah!” Hel turned her head to look up at Mot’s face.
“That reminds me…there is something else I need to inform you of…a rather peculiar incident that happened the other day.”
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 2:54 pm
The pair of jeans yelped as a ball bopped it, and then went chasing it.... in an opposite direction it was supposed to.
Mot blinked and looked down at the Valkyrie, raising his brows at her words. "Oh? Peculiar?" This could be good or bad, he supposed. It depended on how peculiar it was. "Tell me about it."
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 3:20 pm
The reaper ended up shifting a bit, so that she could face Mot more, but she didn’t want to lose all the contact, so she held onto both of his hands. “Ah yes…so I ventured into the gardens here the other day, because I had not seen them for a while, and I found Shun sitting under a tree with his eyes closed.” She paused. “I approach him, and he tells me that he is meditating but…ah! That is not what was peculiar, but it was rather strange. Anyways….”
Her brows furrowed. “As I spoke to Shun…there was this…this…thing…in the tree brances…ah…MOT!” Hel exclaimed. “Do you have a sheet of paper I may have?” Hel needed to draw it.
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 3:30 pm
Mot was content to keep holding onto Hel as well, his arms wrapped loosely around her even as she shifted. Her story seemed to go on a tangent, which brought a light smile to his face. Soon enough she'd almost gotten to the point when she made a random request. "Ah.. several. Hm." He'd have to get up. Or... "Roshambo!" Mot called.  The Pita-Pita, which he'd somehow managed to tame despite it's nature to stalk and stare, padded over to the pair. "Paper and pen, please?" He asked the little mini pet. The mini stared, then slowly turned and dashed off behind the desk. It soon returned with paper and pen in it's little maw. "He has a uh... fort behind my desk. I don't know how he managed to build it.."
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:00 pm
“ Roshambo?” Hel echoed, confused, until a new mini-pet she hadn’t seen before appeared. She stared at it for a long moment before she snapped to look back at Mot. “ I have never seen that before! How long have you had it?” A fort, huh? Impressive! The reaper grinned a bit as the Pita-Pita returned with some pen and paper, and she gave it a pat before taking the items. “ Thank you!” Hel then put the paper on the floor and started to draw, hovering over her drawing much like a scareling. “ That also reminds me…I have something to show you after I am done with my story, okay?” It only too Hel a few minutes, and once she was done, she showed the picture to Mot.  “ We saw that in the tree…and not only that! But it could speak! Not…like us though…like Miss Riley!” Her tone was rather awed as she tapped her doodle. “ It said it was very familiar with humans…and it was a staff member!” Hel’s tone still held a bit of disbelief. “ It says it is looking to teach us…about…things no others will.” Her tone got a bit hushed. “ Shun and I spoke about the false reapers…and it suggested that if we want to learn more, we should go find it ourselves…and that we need to learn how to fight back!” She grinned. “ But then the secretary came…and he called it professor…before it disappeared, it said if we wished to know more, all we had to do was request it.”
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:13 pm
"A while now. I only recently was able to get to come when I call. Usually I just find him staring at me from dark corners." The critter stared daggers into the pair before quietly skulking off.
Mot nodded and leaned over, watching as Hel seemed to doodle about on the paper. Once done, he had to raise a brow. It looked like a mini pet, not a professor.
Hel's story was interesting. Very much so. The grim reaper was enthralled, and now thinking deeply. The proposition it had left Hel was very attractive. "Amazing.. it's what we wanted, right? Someone who could teach us something useful.. What do you think about all this?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 27, 2012 4:24 pm
Secretly, Hel was of the opinion that Mot owned a few dysfunctional mini-pets. FooFoo was great…but that…thing under the bathroom cabinet and now this…just not right. What was that look it was giving them? Anways…
“Ah, yes!” The ghoul nodded her head energetically. It was what they wanted indeed. “What do I think?” She echoed. “I am dreadfully curious, that is what! You know me, Mot, I do not like to just sit around! I want to know and learn now! But Shun suggested that we wait a bit before we seek it…and somewhere more private as well…we get the feeling that Arel did not want us speaking to it…as he also deemed Shun and I…” Hel spat out these words and did air quotes “Not ready.” She snorted. “Bah, not ready my a**. We need more professors like this…thing…” She looked down at the doodle. “…I think it knew Professor Red to…it spoke about her.”
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 11:51 am
Goodness but Hel was all fired up. Mot couldn't help but chuckle fondly at her enthusiasm. That is until she mentioned Arel's comment. "Not ready, huh? And who's fault is it that we aren't?" Mot grumbled darkly.
"You're right. I think it's a good idea to put some thought into contacting this thing in the future. It might be a risk, but one worth taking." They knew little about this new profesor after all.
"It knew Red?" Mot said with surprise. "I never knew Red. I only met her at the Haunted House.. This whole ordeal kind of threw her into notoriety."
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 12:51 pm
Hel could sympathize, really she could. “Ya, my sentiments exactly Motty.”
The ghoul nodded her head at Mot’s words, and grinned. “Of course. All the things that are worth it have risks. The bigger the risk, the better it is too…” She nodded her head again. “Ya, I believe so…from the way it spoke anyways…” Hel paused. “…I did not know her either…I wish I did…but ah…you can not change things that already have been done.” Or as her mother would say ‘no use crying over split milk’. “…Indeed it did.” Her brows furrowed and she let out a breath. “Ah…so many things to think about, huh? But keep an eye out for this thing, alright?”
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 1:14 pm
"I will.." Mot murmured, looking over the drawing. "May I keep it? For reference, of course." Honestly, he actually wanted to keep it for another reason; Hel made it. And it was even kind of cute.
Well. That was another matter all settled. What now?
"Say, we have't trained in a long time. Want to go outside and exercise?"
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