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 Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 7:43 am
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 3:57 pm
Zar sidled into the room quietly, agreeing with the grumpier man that yes, clothes would probably be a pretty good idea. Though he didn't /say/ this, if there was anything Zar was, brave wasn't one of those traits.
He had to admit though, he was very impressed with the choice of decor.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 5:45 pm
If Zar chose to scrutinize the decor, he'd probably notice a reciept on the coffee table labeled "ɹoɔǝp puɐ ubısǝp ǝuıʌıp ʎןןɐɔıuoɯǝp".
It was upside down. The date seemed recent.
JD didn't notice. JD could only see the ghoul in the hallway. The ghoul who had exploded. Well, the OTHER ghoul who had exploded, only with the first one he wasn't actively trying to be frisky. He slicked back his wet hair. It made him look a lot less suave and a lot more like a slightly concerned wet puppy, present company excused.
Be cool. It's cool. We're cool. You make it with girls all the time JD. Nevermind that your PR manager generally frowns upon that kind of behavior as it's bad for the fanbase-
...Fragant? He was fragrant? He was PRETTY SURE this was a good thing. Or maybe not. Ugh, this whole thing was making his head hurt. Why had he decided to team up with them again? What if she EXPLODED in the middle of the trials? Then it would be all his fault. But what if she didn't? Did she explode because he was awful? Was he a...
Bad kisser? Perish. The ********. Thought.
This simply brought him back to the inevitable conclusion that his life, such as it was, was insurmountably difficult. He leaned against the doorframe with a mournful sigh. He didn't even notice the blindfold, or the cat.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 3:02 am
The familiar pulled Emily along, impatient and a little creeped out with her fangirl reaction, "Well maybe someone left out their garbage, so lets hurry the jack up now!" Pulling hard, the cat brought her to the doorway where she lost her balance and stumbled into something...someone. Her normal apologies died on her lips as the heat rushing through her body burned them to cinders.
"Mr. Monty..." she whispered, "I feel...the toned and slightly damp body of...Johnny Danger!"
"Right, right...you know about that..." the cat entered, and his eyes landed on Herryk, "...was all the oversized barbarian's idea." Leaping up on the undead's shoulder, Mr. Monty, went on, "I told him No, Emily probably can't withstand the uh...shining...magnificence of Jimmy Diggler, but he insisted. He's a pretty scary guy, you know, all...big and..." the cat batted at the ghost's head, "...whatever."
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 7:02 am
Nuru followed Zar inside rather closely while giving Herryk a great breadth and giving Emily a fleeting baffled stare.
"What the Jack is wrong with her?" He asked aloud to anyone who'd listen.
If there was one thing at least that didn't unsettle him, it was the under-dressed men in his presence.
Not that he was used to loin cloths or bathrobes.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 3:04 pm
Herryk grunted in slight annoyance when the cat jumped up onto his shoulder.
"Jimmy Diggler? This is Johnny Danger. And... Herryk is not quite sure what is even going on so if this group could just," he reached up and swatted the cat from his shoulder, dearly hoping that the fuzzy little thing splatted against the wall, "get moving, Herryk has very important things to tend to before the trials actually start."
In the Undead dorms. Since.. you know. Herryk was undead.
Just sayin'.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 6:33 pm
As the ghoul stumbled into him, JD automatically grabbed her by the elbows to steady her against his chest. And then stood there staring. ... Yeah, why had this been a lot less awkward last time? He just remembered a pink-tinged haze and a rounding of bases, none of this...stumbling around and toned bodies and Jimmy Diggler- Jimmy Diggler?JD felt a harrowing chill of uncool slide down his spine. "It's Johnny Danger," he corrected, not even hearing Herryk's assertion and still unsure about what to do in his current predicament. He definitely didn't feel suave right now. He just...stared into her blindfold, mind a blank. Why did he suddenly feel undressed? He NEVER felt undressed, even when he WAS undressed. Maybe he needed to see... Tentatively, he reached one hand to slide the fabric down her face.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 7:44 pm
Slowly a pair of wide, ruby red eyes were revealed, and Emily's mouth formed a small "o" as she stared up into the dark, soulful depths of Johnny Danger's gaze. "It's...really you," she whispered breathlessly, as the wind gently tousled her raven locks. Her chest swelled with dangerous emotion, the very core of her being trembling on the precipice of immolation.
Mr. Monty did a kitty ninja back flip, and decided to spend some quality time batting at Zar's tail while plotting Herryk's future misery.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 8:03 pm
Zar tried /very/ hard not to look at the unfolding sweltering romance, feeling dazzled even being nearby, instead preoccupying himself staunchly with the receipt. He saw nothing. Noothing at all. Honest.
That was until he felt what he thought of as the adorable familiar belonging to Emily batting at his tail, glancing back mildly over his shoulder as he swished it around in a feline little fashion to keep him appleased. He liked cats, they knew what they wanted to do and did it reguardless.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 8:05 pm
Herryk swatted at Mr. Monty in annoyance. He was small and fuzzy like Herryk's poofs, but much, much, much more annoying.
Much.
When an odd breeze picked up and stirred Emily's hair (and only Emily's hair), Herryk gave a loud groan.
"Break this up," he ordered the witch and the demon. "There is much to speak of."
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 8:13 pm
Nuru zoned right in on that crafty feline b*****d honing in on his territory and furrowed his brows as he began to growl rather darkly in his throat.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 8:26 pm
The familiar glanced at the source of the growl... 
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 9:31 pm
JD glared resentfully into her eyes. This was largely because resentful glares had become his standard expression, and not any fault on her part. The breeze that ruffled her hair seemed to cause his robe to slip just an inch. Yeah, that rosey tinted feeling was suddenly back and the world had better BRACE FOR IMPACT- And then there was Herryk, and the magic was gone. JD turned to face his teammate, stepping away from Emily a bit with one arm uncertainly hovering in her vicinity.
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