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 Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2014 10:15 pm
The room, or door itself was locked and empty. There was a crude sign hanging on the door.
Currently out. Press the button to call for assistance or dial 555.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:12 am
Otto grumbled impatiently, pressing the button. He really hoped this room was functional by now or he'd look simply foolish.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:06 pm
The door opened just a marginal bit as a figure suspiciously peered out, just a little shorter than Otto and a lot shorter than Amrita or Aleria. There was the audible smell of scented candles, and it was also very dark inside.
"Quiet," said hooded figure in a dark shawl, "we are having a tarot reading minipet appreciation session. You can use this room later when we're done. I told you guys I booked it for five hours and it's only been four hours and thirty-six minutes and our seance isn't over yet."
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:27 pm
Why were hunters so weird? Otto groaned, rubbing his face in irritation. "So. What you're sayin' is; I can have this room in twenty minutes?" Otto asked with strained politeness. It was to be noted he'd had to count on his fingers how much 5 hours minus 4 hours and 36 minutes was. "It's kinda urgent."
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:29 pm
"Twenty four" Amrita corrected, rather immediately.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:30 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:30 pm
"My mistake. I just thought you were stupid."
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:33 pm
Aleria frowned: at the ghoul, and the boil and ghoul that were her friends and bickering, and the delay of what they wanted.
They were so close.
"Excuse me, miss," they said, edging closer, a tone of panic edging into their voice as the two pair began to resort to common insults, and leaned very far down to make eye contact with the ghoul.
"But I desire to use this now, please. You see, I want to become a weapon, and I would like to do that sooner. Rather than later."
They smiled, all four rows of teeth showing. (Despite the intimidating look, it was their best friendly look, and the tone was desperate and pleading, instead of actually bossy.)
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:40 pm
A long pause.
The figure in the cloak eyed them suspiciously. "You mean twenty-three minutes. Also I didn't realize you guys had some pro-Halloween party going on. Just so you know, we signed up for the Halloween and Minipet Sanctuary (HAMS) Club first before you, you can't just go and make your own. Next thing you know you'll be adopting our slogan we took forever to come up with, 'Accept Halloween into your pitiful human hearts'. Do you even know how long it took for us to come up with something original?"
In the background another voice was chanting loudly about the grim... minipet.
"Also," said the figure in a tinier voice, "that's mister to you."
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:45 pm
Amrita was glared at heavily.
Otto turned as Aleria seemed to get their attention again. Oh God. Halloween huggers. It was better than haters, since Amrita was there, but it wasn't any less aggravating. Otto rolled his eyes. On one hand, there was another male hunter smaller than him. On the other hand, he still wasn''t normal height so it didn't matter. How old could a dude get before he stopped growing? Otto wanted to mark it on the calendar.
"Whatever, just hurry it up in there. Are you even allowed to use this room for a dumb club meeting? Use a common room.. or your dorm."
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:48 pm
Aleria beamed.
"Amrita!" they said, excited, "I told you, I told you that there are some that like us very much." They clapped their hands excitedly. In the spirit of not having any idea what personal bubbles were, they opened their arms to squish the tiny-boil into their heart. "My apologies. I did not mean to misidentify you, but your voice is remarkably high pitched for a boil--"
Squish. Hug squish. Otto and Amrita were fortunate that Aleria had not thought of making it into a group hug.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:51 pm
"The aura of those oppressed ranks strong in the air, an aura human filth like you would never understand," continued the potentially guy shorter than Otto. How he ever became a Hunter was a mystery in itself. "The greater cosmos has spoken, we have nothing else to do with your kind. Goodbye and all hail King Jack."
"Hail Pumpkin King Jack!" said a voice in the background.
The door slammed firmly shut.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:52 pm
Otto was relentlessly smiled at.
But wait--- Pro Halloween? What? Since when? Did Caelius die, making this island a better place?
Nah, that couldn't be true. Otto was still alive.
"I like it." Amrita nodded to the slogan, tapping her chin in thought. "It has a nice ring to it." She really did approve of it, though the idea of entirely Pro-Halloween Hunters was still a little creepy. Also probably a trap. Somehow she wasn't surprised to hear the words Dumb Club out of Otto's mouth.
"Dumb club? I thought you liked Halloween!" She tried to sound surprised, or even slightly offended. "And after Aleria said nothing but good things about you..."
The door slammed shut, and Amrita gave a small yelp.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:55 pm
Otto glared at her again.
"I have exceptions. I think the club is dumb. I don't like you. But I do like her." He jabbed a thumb at Aleria.
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Posted: Tue Jan 07, 2014 5:56 pm
Aleria was a very pleasant creature. They minded their Ps, their Qs, was enthusiastic about many things in their life-- especially new opportunities-- and did their best to be kind.
For the first time in their life, they quivered with indignant rage, confusion contorting their face.
They said a distracted "thank you very much, I like you as well, my short hunter friend," to Otto, and promptly tried to open the door with increasing irritation.
They did not want to wait. They wanted it now.
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