Mark was still smugly thinking about all the porn he had put on Gale's tablet, his formerly, just waiting to be discovered, like a brand new world when Molly quickly cut him off from that train of thought.
"Wait- wait a second!" He spluttered and then flailed, knocking over a few piles of his previous work. "You can't do that you can't just like take them!" His voice took a distinctly whiney tone. "You wouldn't even appreciate them the way I do! Besides, if I clean this room I'll mess up the natural like, order of things. Chaotic organization, okay?"
His book cabinet chose at that exact moment to shudder and collapse completely.
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Posted: Sat Jun 01, 2013 6:50 am
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Molly held the like of magazines close to her chest, protectively even in case Mark tried to snatch them. "I really don't want to..." She admitted guiltily "But..." She paused as one of his book shelves just collapsed and she went wide eyed. She then stared at Mark.
"B-but I will! Because th-that isn't acceptable and your room might go up in flames one day, and I'd be really sad if something happened to you!" Molly frowned and shifted awkwardly for a moment before she added. "I'll help you clean, okay?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 12:21 am
"I appreciate you for caring but I like-" wait a second. Wait one long second here:
The Mist Hunter had just said she would be sad if anything happened to her. Which meant that she cared about him. Which mean that they were like, dating and stuff. Holy crap!! How did he not pick that up, the way she was handling his things, the fire extinguisher (this was Mark here and his common sense meter wasn't exactly past a single digit number here), the way she looked at him. Wow, she was so onto him. Awkward..
"W-wait. Now-now just hang on a second," Mark finally spluttered, backing up a few steps. "I don't think- I'm not ready for this level of commitment you crazy woman!"
Did that mean they had to like, kiss and stuff?
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2013 8:47 am
Molly busied herself with picking up things and properly and neatly setting them places…unlike moving a junk pile to another junk pile. She was listening to Mark as she cleaned, but paused as he spluttered and started backing up. She blinked, confused. “Uh…level of commitment…?” She echoed, her cognitive skills on par with Mark’s common sense. Yeah, she wasn’t getting it…
“…But it’s…just cleaning your room…? There’s nothing crazy about it…! We can make this a very easy and stress free time, I promise…! We can even make it fun…!” The room cleaning.
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Alarm sirens were going off full blast in Mark-o-vision, especially the part where Molly started to arrange his stuff as if she was making room for herself. Oh god, oh god, he had read about this stuff, those nesting bird clingy types that never let go and ruined a free man's freedom. What do?!
"Look, uh, miss," they weren't even on first name terms yet, Mark not actually knowing her name unless you counted Crazy Cleanup Moving In Lady as a name, "I appreciate you, uh, helping, and I'm sure it would be fun, but whoah lady, you've totally got the wrong idea here." He made faces and then hand gestures, now pretty much babbling. "I mean like sure, I'm pretty sexy and awesome, if I don't say so myself- but let's not jump the gun here- I mean give a man some freedom- gotta enjoy a bachelor's life- can we like re-assess this word "fun" - you know how it is, right?"
None of his fragments had actually formed proper sentences.
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Posted: Thu Jun 06, 2013 12:21 pm
Molly was now looking like a confused deer in the headlights, holding a large stack of porn mags in one arm and trying to clean with the other…in the middle of Mark’s office.
“Uh…” Why no, nothing Mark said was making sense, and she was desperately trying to jar what few brain cells she had to come up with a reasonable conclusion as to what he was talking about. Well, one thing clicked! “…Oh! Oh my gosh!” Molly dropped whatever she was holding with her non-porn mag arm and cupped her cheek. “I’m so sorry! I’ve been very rude! I never introduced myself! My name is Molly. Mist Divison!” It was okay to say that because her coat had gone up in flames.
“Also…um…” She scratched her cheek, and then smiled sheepishly at him. “I’m really sorry but…I don’t know what you’re talking about…”
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She was still way, way oversharing. As if he wanted to know what division she was in, what did tha even mean anyway, was that like a ticket for him to visit her dorm, no that didn't even make sense, why would she even say something like that?
Having a mild panic attack, both hands still clutching fistfulls of his hair, Mark sort of stared at Molly as she finished rambling with a face in the shape of an "O".
"You don't know, what I'm..." he trailed off, considering his options. He could tell her to back off because clingy committed relationships were, well, clingy committed relationships. He could tell her that this was all a misunderstanding and while he appreciated her womanly housewoman woman thing, whatever actually drove them to do you know, things of the female nature, it really wasn't needed at all.
What came out instead was a weird defeated whining noise and then Mark sort of uttering gibberish, entirely broken, as he wringed his fingers at Molly unable to communicate at the same time all the wrong things happening in this room. At some point his features might have turned into an agonized expression.
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 8:18 pm
“You’re….?” Molly offered, trying to help him finish the thought as she stared at him with wide eyes. She was further confused when he didn’t finish that…and then she was just gosh darn befuddled as he seemed to be…having a break down? What was he doing? She was really worried!
But then Mark had an agonized expression and…her heart strings. Molly immediately dropped everything she had in her arms and moved over to the Death assistant. “O-oh, it’s okay!” She tried to assure him, and reached up to start rubbing his back in what she hoped was a reassuring manner “There, there…everything is going to be alright…!”
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Posted: Sun Jun 09, 2013 11:14 pm
Mark started bubbling at the mouth upon closer contact and began to slowly but surely sink into the chair conveniently placed behind him. He had a sort of vacant, dazed expression and seemed to bodily be merging with the foam and paper and beer bottle pile underneath him until only his head was popping out from the foam.
Occasionally he made small whimpering noises, and if Molly leaned closer, she would hear the words "what would Clarice do" chanted in mantra.
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Posted: Mon Jun 10, 2013 1:23 pm
Molly just…stared.
She stared as Mark sank down into the foam and in the chair, and she bit her lip worriedly. Should she like…go get someone? Hrm…you know, what? Maybe Mark was just tired, yeah! Molly perked up at this thought, and she beamed at the Division assistant. “Oh, I get it now…” She murmured, because Mark was obviously trying to nap now. It was a very exhausting day after all, with fire and what not.
She patted his head softly, leaving him there, and then set to work cleaning his office.
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Does Molly get a prize for breaking it? : ' D
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2013 12:16 am
If Mark ever returned back to the land of the living, he might notice that all his belongings were gone (well, technically tidied), and then promptly pass out again. Maybe. For now, it was good to let comatose Death assistants dream.
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All wrapped up here! Ty for rping with me bebe!
Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2013 10:12 am
Molly happily and efficiently spent time tidying…and well, she was pretty darn proud of herself once she was finished. Not wanting to bother Mark, she left him in the chair he fell in, and then continued on her merry way. Sadly…Mark would probably have a hard time finding his porn mags…as Molly hid them…somewhere in the tidied up office.
Had to keep them out of sight for the children, after all!
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Wrap for me! Thanks so much, that was so much fun! I had a blast <3
