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 Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 2:46 pm
"I come from an older place." He grew a bit more somber as he spoke walking along as she chimed in about her interest in his home. "A place where the weight of silver is compared to that of souls. It's not a friendly place in the least and I spent a good amount of time running away from it when I could. I miss it somewhat, but some of the locals well. They wouldn't take kindly to being told to wear pins that keep them out of their natural form."
With that said he continued to walk while Hel took account of what she was holding in her arms. He paused looking back as she stumbled to get the words out before laughing where she stood.
Without missing a beat False pivoted about bending at the waist in a flourished bow, even as one arm moved wide to the side and the other moved to tap his chest, thin trails of fire followed his finger tips.
"Guilty as charged my dear," he said with a grin.
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 2:51 pm
Hel was going to go back and address the subject of his home…yanno, after she got over the shock of holding some wedding and home magazines in her hands…that False shoplifted. She couldn’t even be mad or embarrassed about the fact she was pining for this magazine…she was just damn amused he stole some. She was even further amused by his bow with a fiery flourish.
“Oh, you are a naughty, naughty boil.” She cooed with a grin. “Did you steal these for me ~?”
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 2:57 pm
He rose back upright just as smoothly as he dipped down to bow to her, a cocky smirk on his face as cooed at him. Casually False moved forward filling the space between them again with a shrug. "The worst I hear, but of course I stole them for you."
He looked down at himself, jacket opened wide and robes under it, "I sadly lack the figure to fill out such lovely gowns that only you could ever hope to fill."
Subtle reference to Hel boobs? Yes. Yes it was. They looked nice from up here.
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 3:09 pm
The ghoul rolled the magazines up and shifted them to one hand, and she held her ground as the reaper closed the distance between them, looking up at him. Oh, Jack! Was he taller than Mot? She knew he was tall, but once he was right next to her, it was blaringly obvious he towered over her. She snorted as his reference, and couldn’t help but chime, “If you and I are talking about the same gowns, I am not going to lie, I would be rather concerned.”
She grinned, and then lifted her other hand and hooked her finger in a ‘come hither’ motion, which meant come down to her, because you were too damn tall.
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 3:45 pm
"You don't hardly know me, how do you know what I wear? In all reality it's for Remi, he loves to play dress up." He paused, "Actually all things considered he could pull one of thoes dresses off well, minus the bust. He lacks that every so dramatically."
Leaning downward he cocked his head slightly at the ghoul, "Hmm?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 3:50 pm
“Tis true!” The ghoul replied. “For all I know, you could go through more dresses in a week than I could in my entire existence. I am not judging, friend.” She assured. “If that floats your boat.” As he brought up Remi though, the ghoul cackled. Oh ya, she remembered Remi at prom…rocking that dress like it wasn’t a big thing. Owning it too, none the less.
When False catered to her request, Hel leaned and planted a kiss on his jaw. “For the magazines.” She replied cheerfully, and turned, resuming walking once again.
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 4:03 pm
"Mostly robes and jackets, they tend to burn rather fast when things go wrong." The proof was in the thread, his robe was singed and covered in hints of soot from Jack only know what.
Still he smiled like a cat when Hel's lips brushed his jaw, it was close enough to what he hoped for, he could play the game a while longer and see where it went. "You're more then welcome dear."
With that said he continued on after her, Sharpie clambering up his robe and jacket to rest on his shoulder once more like a furry little parrot. "So with our 'shopping' done, tell me Hel, do you have any plans for the day?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 4:12 pm
“I suppose they are easier to discard as well…” She trailed off, and then looked back over her shoulder. “Yanno, when they catch on fire.” She gave a cheeky grin.
The reaper kept walking, coming out of the town and starting on the path back to Amity. She hummed thoughtfully at the reaper’s question, and then gave a shake of her head. “No, I do not. Why are you inquiring?” She asked, looking at him out of the corner of her eye now.
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 7:54 pm
"Care for an example, I don't mind at all." He winked in delight continuing towards the path back home with Hel hands now tucked in the pockets of his black over jacket.
"Because I'm enjoying your company obviously, and I still have yet to see the lakes you mentioned earlier." It was an honest answer actually.
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 8:12 pm
“Nah, I would not want to bother you.” That was such a lie. “Besides, I have a pretty vivid imagination.”
Well aww, wasn’t he nice, saying he enjoyed her company. That made her feel good. Hel himmed and hawed rather loudly once he mentioned the lakes, like it was some big deal, and finally made a decision. “Oh, alright~” It really wasn’t a big deal…these lakes weren’t private after all…they were just in the right areas, away from the school. The reaper promptly spun on her heel, and started to head in a different direction than before.
“Hope you are up for a bit of a trek through the woods, pretty boil.”
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 8:16 pm
"Doesn't bother me at all." He grinned, "Best part of being a pyromancer? Internal heater." He held out his hands small flames appearing in his hand with a smile. "Good to know you have imagination, I wear the clothes just for that." The last part was with a laugh as Sharpie pawed at his face like oh Jack why?
Instead they continued to walk while Hel just sighed and huffed about his request before turning to the side and leading them towards the woods. "Pretty Boil am I? You flatter me miss." He grinned even more.
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 8:22 pm
“Oh ya? You think that is the best part?” Hel asked in a tone that indicated she thought there were neater things about controlling fire. She let out a short laugh as he bantered with her, and continued on, heading right into the woods and starting on a trail.
“Heh…” She looked back at him over her shoulder. “Do not be flattered, that is not a good thing where I come from ~” Pretty boils couldn’t handle roughing it out in the woods. She just grinned, and kept on, lifting her feet over various tree roots and stones.
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Posted: Sun Apr 21, 2013 7:23 pm
"Oh don't get me wrong burning things to a crisp, toasted food whenever you want. Burning your enemies to a crisp." He shrugged, "It's all lovely. I just like not freezing all the damn time."
"I come from a rough place dear Hel. We barter in human souls and fight for each others as well. Or well, a part of each other, really complicated ugly way things work back home." He too followed her, kicking rocks aside and switting things away as well.
"Tell me Hel, what kind of Boil do you like?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 21, 2013 7:33 pm
“Then put a jacket on?” She asked, laughing a bit, and glanced back over her shoulder at him, listening to his words. Pretty rough, huh? “…Ah…I see. So either you hide a lot, to maintain your pretty appearance…or you are just so good, you crush all your opponents and do not garner a scratch…” She hummed. “So what is it, hmmm?”
At his question, Hel was silent for a moment, and she smiled softly, though to herself, as she kept her gaze in front of her.
“Tall, tanned, and drop dead handsome.” She replied.
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Posted: Sun Apr 21, 2013 7:45 pm
"Already have one." He spread his arms wide, "It's mostly for show and extra pockets. Also it's black; hides the ink stains well." Sharpie at this perked up and let out a wicked giggle of delight. "As for how i stayed this way? Well one part avoiding the trouble, one part out running it, and another part burning a few faces along the way?"
False only grinned wickedly at her response, "Well it's either my lucky day or you're just being down right cruel to me."
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