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 Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 3:50 pm
Riley turned when she realized Elium had gotten there before she had. She sighed and slumped down onto her couch with dismay. If luck can be considered seeing its wreckage, then yes. But I have yet to actually discover its current location, and I fear the worst. The worst being a trip to the ocean. So many eggs..
Have we searched all of the dorms? I looked in on this one, the reaper, and ghost ones. You searched undead with no luck, correct? You didn't happen to look in the monster dorms, did you?
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 3:00 pm
"Monster-- dorms?" he asked, tilting his head and feeling a bit stupid. "There wasn' anythin' in the undead ones, no. I...didn' really know where all the dorms where, sorry. Only been here a few days." The eater didn't make it sound like an excuse--it was simply a fact, and one that he was fairly sorry for.
"Looks like we've got a bit more searchin' to do." He gave a short sigh, drumming his claws on air. This was likely going to be a bit of a pain, but he'd already gotten into it--and why not lend a hand, anyway? It wasn't as if it would kill him. Again. "Any ideas where he could'a went?
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Posted: Tue Sep 10, 2013 8:41 pm
Ah, then our work is not done. Riley stood back up, and patted him on the shoulder. Come, we'll take to the monster dorms together, and hope for the best. At least now, I can try to be a bit more prepared.
She moved past him, and disappeared into her tiny kitchen, which was still an extravagant commodity in a dorm building; but not necessarily rare to see in a demon's dorm. When she exited it again, she held a bag filled with a pinkish grey, jellylike substance. It had a very unique consistency, easily recognizable unless you didn't look very hard.
Now, we have bait. She announced, walking to the door and holding it out for him. Let us go catch ourselves a predator.
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Posted: Fri Oct 11, 2013 1:06 pm
Elium didn't need to be told what was in the bag--it was a bit obvious, and the earlier warning about not letting the escaped minipet near his head now made a lot more sense. The undead took the bag somewhat hesitantly, his mask reflecting the grimace he wore underneath it at the half-felt texture, glad at least that it was contained. It wouldn't have made much sense at all to just hand him a handful of the stuff, but he was by far unused to this place. Maybe that was a thing that creeple would do around here--he didn't know. Now wasn't really the time to wonder about it, either. Why did he have such a hard time with staying on track, anyway?
"Lead th'way. You know where you're goin', so." Giving a nervous chuckle, he stepped out of the way, idly reaching up and tipping his hat back a little.Nio Love i am so sorry this is so latekshgd
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