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 Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 10:18 am
Wow. This boil just needed a whole lot of help in every subject, it seemed. It wasn't that Mot didn't want to help, but it was sounding more and more like a whole other project. He wondered if he had the capacity to help him. Then again, it sure beat training.. not that he would put that off at all.
"Well, I will do my best." Mot said with a hopeful smile.
but you are welcome to come to my room
welcome to come to my room
come to my room
Oh Hell no. Was this all some kind of trap? To lure Mot into his disgusting world of S&M? Oh.. but what if he really was struggling with reading? Mot couldn't turn a blind eye!
"Um.. certainly. Where ever you are most confortable." Mot said with caution.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 10:28 am
Yin was pleased and he took another drink of his chai. There, now he could get back on track and all of his classes. He did not actually have a mathematics course, but several of his other courses required extreme mathematics like adding and subtracting double-digit numbers.
But it was also impossible to ignore that the reaper seemed slightly on edge. "Oh no, you are agreeing to assist me. Wherever you would be most comfortable Mot." He thought about it for moment. "I have not often been in the reaper dormitories. I was in Rikki's room once. Do you know him? I believe he uses chains."
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 10:35 am
Slightly less awkward now, Mot let out a small sigh, taking another sip of his coffee. "Well, alright. We'll need all your coursework though, so I can better understand where you need help." He was no teacher. It was just easier to help Yin with his homework and 'teach' him along the way.
"Ah... Rikki. Yes, I've met him." Not for a long while, but he'd met him once or twice. He was a drummer, if he recalled.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 10:49 am
"I can gather that," Yin acknowledged. This was exciting. Not the course work, he would drag his heels the entire time and do his best to shove it off or not do it. But he had just arranged a study date with a rather nice cowboil, and that would be a good distraction from being alone.
The waitress walked by and set the bill down on the table. Yin picked up te piece of paper, stumbled through reading it, brows furrowed, mumbling and sounding out words. Then there was a total an he dug out some silver seeds and put them down. "Is this enough?" he asked the reaper.
Welcome to your student Mot.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 10:59 am
Mot reached out, ready to take the bill when he found that Yin had beat him to the punch. The reaper took his hand back, carefully watching as Yin did his best to understand the bill. He took the paper after he'd set down some seeds, looking it over and nodding.
"You got it right. Thanks, by the way. You didn't have to cover that bill for me." He smiled genuinely, setting the paper down again. He also set down some extra seeds as a tip to the waitress.
"Set a day and time to bring your work to my room. Here.." Mot took out a notepad, writing down his room number as well as his cell number.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 11:08 am
It was really more luck than anything that Yin had gotten it right, and laying was the least he could do considering what he was about to put the cowboil through. Fumbling around for answers was much better with a partner.
More numbers. Yin took the paper and recognized the word for phone. "I do not have a phone. If I must contact you I will seek you out or leave a message on groanspring...Does Tombsday work? In the afternoon , perhaps around three or four?" Yin would have to find a clock, but that probably would not be too difficult.
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 11:11 am
"That date works for me. I haven't checked Groanspring in a long while.. but I will try to make a point to check it." He said with a nod, getting up from his seat.
"Well, I'd best be off. I have errands to tend to. I will see you on Tombsday, Yin."
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 12:06 pm
"Farewell Mot," Yin said, getting up himself and giving a slight bow to the cowboil. Then he turned and headed back to school. He needed to prepare himself for his alone time with Mot.
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