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 Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 12:30 pm
He was good and trapped now. Hel's embrace kept him from thinking about squirming away, actually forcing him to lean and rest more heavily on her. This was terribly comfortable.
"I do too.." He admitted softly. It was warm here, soft, and the sound of Hel's heart beating was like a lullaby, calming his nerves so he didn't feel quite so anxious. Sure enough he relaxed, the tension in his posture loosening.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 12:43 pm
Hel kept Mot’s head resting on her bosom the entire train ride. When the train finally pulled into their station, the ghoul looked out the window, grinning a bit as she caught sight of some gulls flying around nearby. She reached and patted Mot’s cheek. “Oi, Motty, we are here now! Time to get off!” The ghoul was getting excited, and after Mot sat up, she stood then, and took Mot’s hand, pulling him into the aisle and off of the train.
The reaper was met with a strong burst of bright pumpkin sun and the scent of salt and the ocean. She seemed to pause, as if recalling something. “…Oh…you know, Mot?” Hel started, looking back at the cowboil. “…This is not the first time I have seen the ocean…! We saw it during the Trials…but it was a human ocean…” But still an ocean none the less. But now they could really slow down and appreciate it…they didn’t have a task to do now.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 12:48 pm
Mot almost nodded off a couple of times during the trip. It had just been so comfortable. He was almost sad to leave.
He got himself up and let Hel lead him out, staring out at the ocean along with her. "Oh, you're right. I almost forgot about that. Ours is better though." He mused with a smile. With a tug, he started to walk. "So what first, leader?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 1:11 pm
“Ha, ya! Ours is better…” Hel was jerked a bit as Mot started to walk, but she soon fell into pace with him. “…Um…well…” Hel grinned up at him a bit sheepishly. “…I had nothing in mind really…I just wanted to…see it.” She cast her gaze over the shore again, noting all the beings that seemed to be down below on the sand enjoying the sun and the waves, and further out, on the water…there were boats and—
Hel stiffened, her eyes going a bit wide, and soon she was the one tugging on Mot’s arm as she was practically running down a boardwalk that took them out and over the water. The reaper stopped short as she reached the end, and soon she was jerking on Mot’s hand and pointing erratically at the little sail boats out on the water. “Mot, Mot look!” She cried in excitement.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 1:19 pm
Mot chuckled and nodded, settling for admiring the scenery with good company. It was nice, peaceful-- and suddenly she was running. Mot ran with her, wondering hat had suddenly lit a fire in her bloomers. As she stopped at the end of a boardwalk and tugged his arm, he looked around at what she might be pointing at.
"What is it?" He asked, confused as to what was so amazing.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 1:31 pm
“Sailboats!” Hel cried again, erratically gesturing to all the little boats that used wind to move across the water and then looked up Mot like duh. “They are amazing! They use something as simple as a sail and the natural wind to move…” She looked back out over the water. “…Back at home, often when we would get together with family and friends just to celebrate…oh…whatever, we would meet a mighty river and cast off in our own ships...Viking ships! Mighty wood vessels that resembled mighty and fearsome creatures like dragons…and while they could use sails too, we usually had to use oars, because there really was no wind on the river…”
Hel swung their hands a bit as she stared, and suddenly her brows were furrowing in thought as she stared at the sail boats.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 2:01 pm
The sailboats? That is what she was so excited about? Mot smiled down at the ghoul even as she looked upon him as if he were daft. Her enthusiasm was amusing, endearing. "Never knew you had such an interest in boats." Mot said with a chuckle. Learned something new every day it seemed.
He looked out at the water, swinging his hand with hers. He looked down long enough to notice how intensely in thought she was. He waited a moment before prodding her about it. "What are you so lost in thought over?" He asked with a smile.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 2:14 pm
“…Ah…” Hel snapped out of it and looked up at Mot. “…Ya know…I have a mentor now!” She seemed to be off topic, but it would tie in. “…The guidance counselor, Hyde. He taught me how to make an item called The Hand of Power and when I slap someone with it, boil or ghoul…they have a full beard on their face…ha…Well..” Hel trailed off for a moment.
“…I went and slapped Titus with it and he ah was not pleased…so he lifted me high into the air and then dropped me…” Hel’s brows furrowed. “…Luckily Mitsu and Shun were there and caught me but but it made me realize…I need something…something to make up for something I do not have anymore…” Hel smiled and pointed out to the sailboats. “The more I look, Mot, the more I realize…I need something like that! Ah…not the boat…but a sail…ya know…for the air!”
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 2:23 pm
"Oh?" A mentor? That sounded great. He was happy for Hel. It would be nice to have someone who could guide you on the right path. If only the Boogeymen had mentors.
It seemed the skills this Hyde was teaching her were.. troll worthy. It took a moment for his head to wrap around the idea of a glove that gives beings beards against their will. Being slapped without side effects was bad enough.
"He what!?" Mot turned his head down to face her. That Jacking jerk face! How dare he do that to Hel! Mot tried not to interrupt the rest of her story and hold back his instinct to find Titus and throw him off of something.. maybe clip his wings beforehand.
Mot looked out at the sails of the boats and back to Hel. Wearing a sailing device at all times? Just in case? It didn't seem practical but.. this was Hel here.
"Well.. need is a bit...much.. " He scratched his chin, staring curiously at her. Oh well. May as well humour her. "Like a glider?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 2:35 pm
Hel sighed a bit. “Ya. He is an a** hat, yes. He likes to keep on rubbing in that he has wings and I do not but—“
She perked back up, laughing a bit. “Ha…well…ya, okay…I do not need something like that…but I want something like that…Oh…no…not a glider! Mot, that is very impractical.” She gave Mot another duh look. “I can not carry one of those around all the time…” She tapped her chin a bit. “…Something like…just a…just the sail…a sail cloth, if you will…something I can fold and store…but something I can use to catch wind as I fall…” Hel thought about this some more before smiling.
“I will have to ponder this more but…ah…” The ghoul fell silent and continued to look out over the ocean. She let herself just take in and enjoy the breeze, the sounds and the smells. “…This is really nice.” She murmured. “Soothing.”
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 2:57 pm
Not a glider? What exactly did she have in mind? An emergency parachute or some kind of sweater built like that of a flying undead squirrel? "A cape?" Mot's head cocked to the side, completely lost on the mechanics of it. He was no inventor.
Oh well.
The grim reaper looked back out at the water too. The smells and the breeze were refreshing. "It is.. I suddenly want to go swimming.." Water = swimming, okay?
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 3:17 pm
Hel laughed. “No, not a cape! Just a cloth…I will show you one day, no worries.” At Mot’s suggestion, Hel perked up. “That…does sound nice…” She eyed the water beneath them. “…A shame I did not think ahead for swimming, huh?” A grin pulled at her lips. “…But clothes are only clothes…ya?” Honestly, Hel was a bit apprehensive too…she wasn’t a…how you say; a strong swimmer…but she could stay a float. Not that she was about to tell Mot that though.
“…Well…let us go swimming!” Hel was now pulling off her sandals, and tucked them under a nearby bench. She then pulled off her flowy tank top and placed that over her sandals. Luckily she had her tank top on still…but her arms pulled into her top and where maneuvering until she pulled something else off. Hel waved something black and lacey at Mot. “See that, Mot?” Hel’s grin was feral. “That is my bra.” She then tucked that under her top as well and took a deep breath. “…BOOYAKA!” Hel wailed and ran off the end of the dock, leaping into the air and wind milling her arms wildly as she splooshed into the water below.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 3:28 pm
"A shame." He repeated. He didn't much like wearing swim trunks around others, unless it was around skeletons so he felt like he had mass in comparison. His moonlight complexion would threaten to blind others if he removed his shirt. He was fine for not swimming now that he thought about it.
But then Hel started stripping. A lot. His mouth gaped open as she slipped her bra off from under her tank top, flaunting it around to tease him. Words could not form, and his mouth moved as if he were a floresce on it's dying breath.
And off she went, braless and leaping into the water.
After a moment of being completely dumbstruck, Mot snapped out of it. "Ah-- coming.." He nervously fiddled with his boots, placing them beside Hel's clothes along with his socks, and vest.
Ah... his good blouse..
With a sigh, trying to fight the shy and bring out the confident man he wanted to be, he took off the collared shirt and placed it under the bench with the rest. Okay. Okay, he was only in his jeans now.
Mot stood up, took a few steps back, and ran off of the boardwalk and leapt into the water with a big splash.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 3:41 pm
Hel made a face as she surfaced, forgetting exactly how salty the ocean was. She pushed her bangs away from her face, looking down at the waves that kicked up from another body jumping in. Hel waited anxiously for Mot to surface as she treaded water.
Huh! She didn’t think he’d come in…did he jump in all of his clothes or…?
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 3:59 pm
Mot surfaced some time later, having enjoyed being under water for a bit. He took in a big breath as he pushed out from under the water, pushing back his wet bangs and unwrapping his ponytail from his neck. "Wow! That was kind of colder than I thought." He laughed, a big grin on his face. "So refreshing!"
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