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 Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 12:50 am
Xiu looked hesitant, even when the vampire made it clear that yes, he did know that the baku only intended on staying for a few minutes. She frowned in thought--though she momentarily cracked a smile when her attention fell on his striped plates--and then she let out a sigh and relented. Slipping off her shoes, she made her way towards the couch, seating herself down...but on the opposite side of where the vampire was sitting.
No, she still did not trust him. Especially when the lights were still dimmed and that...that song was still playing.
Even sitting, she still looked a little uncomfortable, her back straight and her shoulders tensed as she crammed herself up against the couch arm. "...So. How are you...?" This was like an awkward first date between two preteens, except it wasn't a date at all and Xiu was the only one trying to make it awkward.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 6:00 pm
Well, it was a start. Even if she was sitting on the other sides of the couch, Lou wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Xiu may have snuggled up in the very corner of his couch, but that meant nothing if the boil draped his legs over the other arm and let his head and torso take up the rest of the space. Hell, he wasn't that bad. He left her a couple inches. "You look almost intimidating from this angle." As long as she didn't puff her cheeks out. then all bets were off.
"Je suis merveilleux, les joues douces." Yesss, answer in French. All ghouls liked French. Even if they didn't know the meaning, it sounded flowery and sweet so what did it matter? The boil lowered his shades, staring up at her curiously with his strange spiral eyes. "You should relax. Being that tense can't be good for you." Lou cooed, trying to look as... Innocent as a hair horned monochromatic vampire could.
Which wasn't hard when his two foxfires jumped up on the boil and made themselves at home on his chest. Yes. they were still drooling. And Lou didn't seem to care. "So... Uh..." He started to look around, trying to play it cool. "How did the uh... Whole crazy thing at the haunted house go?" It wasn't like he cared! He just... Figured it would be good conversation... Maybe.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 9:10 pm
And indeed, when he told her that she almost look intimidating, the baku did puff out her cheeks as she stared down at him, reaching out to poke him on the forehead. "Then get up and sit properly." Truth be told, there was something that made her nervous about being stared up at like this...though Lou's swirly eyes probably contributed to that.
She furrowed her brows in confusion at the French, looking more confused than anything. Had he just...said something nice? Something mean? Something sleazy? She had no idea. As if to play along, she answered him with a puzzled, "我不知道你在说什么" and a frown.
She didn't seem keen on relaxing anytime soon, but her attention was immediately drawn towards the foxfires as they hopped up on their master's back, her tapir-shaped ears perking up slightly. Unable to help herself, she reached out to offer her hand to them, her surprised gaze flickered down to the vampire at his question. He wanted to know about the haunted house? Xiu looked hesitant, and then she shook her head.
"It was...crazy. Did you hear about what happened last year? We lost Professor Red during that fight, but she...she came back at the Haunted House, and she killed that scythe-wielding hunter." Or at least, that was how it had looked. After all the torture her friends had gone through, she certainly hoped that Caelius was gone for good.
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Posted: Tue Nov 13, 2012 11:49 am
"Make me." The boil promptly said and stuck his tongue out at her playfully. There went the cheeks. Oh how he longed to poke and slowly deflate them. Just for giggles, he raised his index fingers to attempt it anyways.
"Oooh! Ooh! What is that? Japanese? Chinese? Korean? It sounds so weird! I like it. Teach me your moonspeak." The boil only knew French because... Well... He just knew it. There were a lot of things he knew and couldn't explain why. He assumed that his suave self knew it was the language that wooed women back when he was alive.
Did he really expect her to teach him? No. Would he learn if she did? Oh yes. Not that Lou was a pupil one would want.
But things turned back to the crazy conversation. "Nope. Sure didn't." Though he listened to her explanation nonetheless.
And his expression was very blank.
"... What's a hunter?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 12:13 am
Xiu barely bat an eyelash as she grabbed Lou by the wrists, preventing his fingers from getting any closer to her puffed cheeks. Sighing, he let go of him only to lightly rap his forehead with her knuckles. "It's Chinese, and it takes a lot of effort to learn, Lou." She paused, and then wrinkled her nose, "And to teach."
She wasn't sure if she could stand sitting for an hour everyday in a room alone with Lou.
The baku's mouth dropped open slightly when the vampire asked what a hunter was. She stared at him blankly, and then slowly shook her head. "I...I thought almost everyone..."
With another shake of her head, she launched off into the basics of what a hunter was. Special humans whose weapons were former students who had been forcibly turned, and the ones who had been responsible for the destruction of the Horsemen isles.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 6:54 am
Lou smiled slyly when Xiu insinuated how hard Chinese was. "So, you're saying you're not smart enough to teach someone else?" Trololololol~
Then the boil had to sit through the long, daunting explanation of hunters. Sighing, he reached under the couch and grabbed an old hairbrush. The foxfires beady eyes lit up as each of them sat at attention and waited to be brushed.
"So then. Anybody can be a weapon, huh?" He seemed unmoved by the whole affair. "I bet I'd make a sweet weapon. Like some big a** scythe... Or maybe a fancy sword." Lou nodded to himself, satisfied by that thought. "So anyways. Is Red hot? Seems like she would be. Fits well with her name."
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 12:33 pm
That totally wasn't going to work, Lou. Making a face at the vampire, the baku answered with a simple "nope" and crossed her arms over her chest.
Xiu had expected a number of reactions about her description of the hunters, but Lou's certainly hadn't been one of them. She made a face as he began to contemplate what kind of weapon he'd be--was he not listening to the "excruciatingly painful" part of her description?--but it was his question about Red that earned the blank stare from the baku. Of all things he wanted to ask about their brave professor...it was whether or not she was attractive?
...
She didn't say anything, puffing out one of her cheeks as she glared down at him with crossed arms.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 9:14 pm
Well. It would appear that Xiu was both more patient and cunning than Lou gave her credit for. She didn't fall for his easy-to-see trap. Ah, well. Next time then.
Though, it appeared that the baku would sooner clam up than discuss the professor further. And there went that cheek again.
"What? Would you rather I hide what I'm thinking altogether and be as dishonest as any other man? Give me some credit here." Carefully, the boil moved his drooling foxfires and sat back up, scooting towards the middle cushion.
Then a thought struck him.
His smile grew into a grin. "Or maybe... You're jealous? Yes? Oh my little sweet cheeks. No she-devil could ever bewitch me like you." The boil sighed out the sentence, tilting his head to the side in an effort to be cute. "You have the best mean mug in Amityville, after all."
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Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2012 12:34 am
...Xiu had no idea what to say to any of that. Her mouth opened and closed as she struggled to find words, certain that he would simply insist that she was being shy if she were to deny what he was saying. Even so, rather than remain silent, she did end up uttering an indignant, "Trust me, I am not jealous!" and then an angry pout.
Of course, as this wasn't a situation that actually boiled her blood--like anything involving hunters, really--the baku's expression was less of the cold, livid anger, and more of...a comical kind, really.
Tail lashing behind her, she promptly stood up, propping her hands up on her hips as she turned to face the boil. "Anyways! Has it been ten minutes yet? You promised to return my shoes, remember?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 3:34 pm
Lou paused when Xiu spat out her proclamation, his eyes full of surprise.
Then he laughed. He laughed like a man laughs at an exceptionally funny fart joke. The boil even wiped a small tear from his eye when he was done. "Oh Jack. Your angry face... It's just... Ah, you need to work on that." The boil sighed, longingly staring at her as she stood.
"Yes, yes. I'm not forgetful. I'm just rude and obnoxious." Lou stood to meet her and dusted his pants off. Foxfire fur was a plague he could never seem to get rid of. "Well. It's been a good ten minutes. The only other time I've had company was when Titus busted my door and punched me in the face." The vampire shrugged with a smirk and turned around, treading the few feet to his closet door before sending it flying open.
... Shoes. Shoes... Everywhere. Neatly stacked on shelves that went straight up to the ceiling. Boils shoes, ghouls shoes, big shoes, little shoes, fancy shoes, casual shoes. All kinds of shoes. Even a drawer of shoe polish off in the corner. The boil turned on the light and took a deep breath. "Ah. The leather smells wonderful today." He truly seemed to... Step into his element (ba dm chh) when he walked into that closet. "Now where did I put those? I think one of the top shelves to ensure the foxfires couldn't get to them. Hm."
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:03 pm
Yes, admittedly, Xiu did need to work on her angry face. It never looked particularly threatening when she actually tried to look angry...but she did have a rather icy expression when it came to dealing with Hunters. Of course, it only showed up when she was dealing with Hunters, so it was unlikely that Lou would see it anytime soon.
...Hopefully, anyways.
She did seem a little sympathetic when Lou told her that he hadn't really gotten any other visitors--other than Titus, who the baku was not on the best of terms with--her ears drooping slightly. However, she remained silent as he got up, following his lead and trailing after him to the closet where--
Sweet Sally. Xiu gaped at all the shoes, her gaze sweeping over them. She didn't...even know what to say.
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 8:35 pm
When not a peep came from his very temporary guest, Lou looked back to her. "Isn't it beautiful?" He asked with a smile, then turned back to grab a foot stool for reaching the top shelf. "I've accrued many shoes over my past two years of unlife. I can't really say why I like them so much, but there's just something so satisfying about examining a shoe. Seeing the wear, the size, how the person stood in them. I wasn't lying when I said I could tell a lot from a shoe."
But Lou very rarely lied anyways. With a caring hand, he scooped the pair he was looking for out of the particular cubby they had been taking residence in. The boil gave them a quick look-over to ensure nothing had changed. Not a speck of dust on them. Lou had polished these shoes to the best of his ability. "Eh. Maybe I was a millionaire with a shoe fixation when I was alive."
Trotting back, the vampire held out Xiu's shoes to her, no strings attached. "You're welcome to try some of these on if you want, sweet cheeks. I'm sure I have more of this size."
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Posted: Sat Nov 17, 2012 10:53 pm
"It's certainly...unique," She squeaked, uncertain what else to say about his collection. Was this what people called...a "fetish"? Or did he simply just really love shoes for some inexplicable reason? ...And for that matter, where did he event get all of these shoes? Though if the fact that he had taken hers at prom had been any indication...
And so, she was extremely surprised when he walked out with her shoes in his hands, especially upon realizing that they looked...well, perfect. Just as pristine as they had been when he had taken them from her, if not even better. Xiu hesitated for a moment, and then she reached out to take them, pulling them to her chest.
"I, ah. Thank you, Lou." There was a pause, and then she shook her head, the corners of her lips turning down ever so slightly.
"...No thank you, but I appreciate the offer."
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 7:28 am
And Lou laughed again. "Don't thank me for giving back the shoes I stole. That's just silly." He wasn't going to try to play it up. Indeed, he had stolen them. but he had given them back in better condition than they already were. Looked like that was at least worth something.
The boil took a small step forward. "Any shoe should be in top condition if it's going to be worn by you. Though, I don't suppose a scuff or two could really take away from that pretty face." For a moment, Lou's stare became serious. He lifted one of his hands, as if to touch her cheek, but halted inches away. "There's something I wanted to ask you. Out of curiosity, for the most part." It hovered there, as if kept away by an invisible barrier or boundary.
"You're a sweet ghoul. Without a bit of effort, I'm sure you could have any boil's heart on this campus. So why don't you?" It seemed like she had broken a few hearts without even touching them, but weren't ghouls her age driven by the desire to be with someone?
... Maybe she was a lesbian.
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 12:26 am
The fact that he confessed so easily to stealing caused the baku to lift her brows in surprise, and the compliment earned a rather suspicious look...but it was the sudden question that really threw her off.
Her mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. For a moment, she considering throwing out an excuse and darting out of his room--after all ten minutes were up, and she did already get her shoes back--but after a moment of thought, she found herself sighing. "I...I don't really...I-I mean, I suppose I'd be lying if I said that I didn't want a boilfriend--someday, I mean! Not necessarily now!" The ghoul flushed, "But I don't...like to rush things? Or maybe I just haven't found that person yet. I don't know, I just--...wait, why am I talking to you about this anyways?"
Her expression and her voice suddenly became flat, though the pink hue was still present on her cheeks. Clearing her throat loudly, she clutched her shoes tightly to her chest and began to take a few steps back towards the door. "W-well! Thank you again for returning my shoes--even if you did steal them in the first place--and it's...good to see that you're alright. I should be taking my leave now!"
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