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 Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 11:23 am
Mot smiled back. "You damn well better tell me, little lady." Mot said with a friendly shove at Hel's shoulder. "I'll have to use my top notch Boogeyman powers to track you down if you didn't."
"I wouldn't worry too much about the thing with Freya and your family. You do what you have to. Ultimately it's for your benefit, right? Sometimes time and distance is needed to heal the heart, cause words can just make it worse."
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 11:45 am
Hel’s mouth dropped open as she stared at Mot. “Mot O’ Boyle.” She admonished. “Did you just swear at me?” She teetered when she was shoved, and laughed. “Damn, well, I sort of like that challenge of making you find me.” She grinned, and left it at that, but she would definitely tell him before she left Amityville.
The ghoul nodded her head a bit. Well…she wasn’t going to have anything else to ever do with her family again, but as far as Freya went…giving that time and distance, yeah, that was a good plan. Mot was right too…it wasn’t something she should worry about. She should just stick to her own business, just like she always had been. The ghoul released a breath, and stared out over the hill again before she leaaaaaaaned and then wrapped her arms around Mot.
“You are the best.”
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 11:51 am
Mot grinned devilishly as Hel stared agape at his cursing. "Someone must have been teaching me bad habits." He said teasingly. "Ah, please don't." He laughed, not wishing to have to work so hard to see his friend if he didn't have to. She seemed to be joking anyway.
Mot smiled warmly and wrapped his arms around Hel, because he could never say no to a hug of any kind. "I'm only the best because you helped make me so."
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 12:21 pm
“No kidding! Whoever it is needs to be hanged.” She replied with a laugh. She winked at the boil again. Yeah, she was joking.
At Mot’s words well…Hel couldn’t get much more corny or gushy…so she settled for the next best thing. “WELL OF COURSE!” She exclaimed. “TO SOAK IN MY GREATNESS IS TO CREATE MORE GREATNESS!” She then laughed, and squeezed the boil, but she’d keep those happy feels about helping Mot grow as well in her heart, where they belonged. She also hoped he knew she was the person she was right now because of him, too. Actually…well…
Might as well tell him…just in case.
“I am too.” She paused. “Er…I mean…I am best right now because you helped to make me so…” She trailed off. “Neh, Mot…if something happened to me, you know how I feel about you, right?” Now she was thinking about the whole Tear thing and the writing a letter to loved ones in case she didn’t make it back.
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 12:34 pm
Mot laughed too. That was more of a true Hel response. He liked it, the loud and boisterous boasting of a happy ghoul. His face softened as she went on. He was glad they helped each other. Teamwork, really, on the road of growth.
"If something happened to you... as in I would never see you again?" Mot hummed, casting his gaze out toward the hill. "At first, I guess. But after a long while, memories tend to fade or warp. I guess I hope that they won't, though."
"Honestly it's a little scary. I don't want to dwell on it."
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 12:43 pm
“Ya.” Hel replied, and looked up at the boil, and his answer had her brows furrowing. Warp and forget, huh? “Well, Mot…if you forgot me, than I must not be outrageous enough.” She laughed at that. “Though maybe, possibly, I could see how memories would warp…but…” She trailed off for a moment. “Would a written note left behind help any of that…?”
Yeah, it was scary and depressing subject, but it was something Hel wanted to be clear about.
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 12:54 pm
Mot laughed and waved his hands. "Don't challenge it, Hel! For the sake of public and private property everywhere."
He settled again and shrugged, "Something written? Well, old photos and letters help you jog your memory of a happier time you might have forgotten. I like discovering old birthday cards from friends, cause it reminds me that I was being thought of." He'd never had friends like he did at Amity, but his old friends still meant something. It reminded him that even before the great Amity experience, that he did indeed have people to enjoy his time with.
"Without those, I think the mind starts to trick you into thinking things that never happened."
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 1:05 pm
Hel laughed with Mot at that, and just grinned before it fell into a thoughtful smile. She nodded her head and fell into thought. Maybe she should consider writing better letters then…for just in case. She honestly didn’t think about Mot was saying before…she honestly thought that good memories would just always stay as they were, honestly…
Well, things that happened to her at Amity had stuck pretty vibrantly in her head, the good and the bad memories…but who knew about years down the road.
“…Okay, I think I am tracking.” Hel mused. “I asked because, well, before the Tear…I was told to write a letter to my loved ones just in case I did not make it back, because it was a very real possibility. So, because I felt like everyone who I cared about knew how I felt about them, so that if something did happen to me they would never wonder or regret…my letter was ah…very short and simple.”
Ask her what it was, Mot. Ask.
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 1:29 pm
The Tear.. Mot hadn't fallen into any sort of spell at the time. Heck, he didn't quite recall it much at all. Maybe he'd been napping. Not likely, considering his track record.
"Really? Short and simple can be nice. What did it say?" He asked curiously.
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 1:32 pm
“Well!” Hel started, and held her hands in the air, one hand indicating the header of a letter. “I addressed it to ‘Whomever it may concern’, and then I wrote ‘Sorry’ and then I signed it ‘Hel’.” The reaper then planted her fists on her hips.
“I thought it was appropriate.”
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 1:35 pm
Mot's face fell. He stared at Hel a while, wondering if maybe she was kidding. But after a while it seemed she was not.
"Uh.... I am glad I did not receive such a letter.." Mot spoke carefully, turning his gaze away a moment. "That is an awfully cold letter, Hel." Where did he even begin?
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 1:38 pm
“WHAT!?” Hel’s face immediately fell at that. Because at the time she had written it, she did feel awfully proud of it. She thought it was a good thing that she didn’t write all her feelings down on a piece of paper because she told everyone how she felt!
“How is that awfully cold!?” She cried, dismayed.
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 1:44 pm
"Well..." Mot started, turning to face Hel. This was the first sign Hel was about to get schooled. Pay attention, class.
"First off, "To whom it may concern," is like saying you don't know who it is you are addressing. It's distant, and noncommittal. It tells me you didn't care who received it. It's... mean. It could have read "to my dearest friends", or "to my comrades". Something that tells us we meant something more."
"Secondly, the message you gave. "Sorry"?" Mot frowned deeper, "It's like you resigned to dying, for one thing. It also tells us nothing of your final thoughts for us. Hel, I know you feel that you've said all that needs to be said, but if this is the last your friends ever hear of you, don't you feel like it is an insult?"
He leaned back and gave her a thoughtful look. "If I sent you a letter like this before I left forever, how would you feel about it?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 1:52 pm
…Suddenly this turn into an English and feels lesson all in one. Hel suddenly wasn’t sure how to feel about this. As Mot spoke and kept making points, Hel wanted to interject, so she’d make a sound, and then stuff her fingers in her mouth to wait until he was done. She then proceeded to do something that resembled the ‘I got to go potty’ dance, but it really was just her chomping at the bit to say something.
But being respectful of Mot enough to wait until he was done.
Once he was finally done, Hel got her words out. “BUT MOOOOOOOOT!” She wailed, holding her hands out in exclamation. “Mac gets all pissy at me when I word vomit, so I really did not want to do that in a letter too! Not to anyone!” She took a breath. “I addressed it like that so that I did not address it to anyone in specific, because I knew everyone I cared about would possibly want to read it, and I said ‘sorry’ because I died, obviously!” Hel then groaned when Mot turned it around on her, and asked how would that make her feel.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh.”
How she hated when the tables turned on her like that. “I suppose I would want to know where you went.” She replied like a whipped scareling reciting what she knew to be the right answer but not wanting to admit it.
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Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2013 1:55 pm
Mot smiled and chuckled at her defiance, and her reluctance to admit defeat. "Well then, next time you need to write a letter to all of your friends, how about you simply explain yourself, and then write us a simple "I love you". Would that be so hard?"
See? He could compromise.
"And none of this 'to whom it may concern'. I will spit on your grave if you do." He probably wouldn't, actually. But the point remained.
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