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 Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 10:32 am
Siobhan seemed to perk up again, with no signs that she had been upset previously. "Yes! He has the voice of greatness!" She smiled, nodding to herself firmly. "Music is truly a wonderful and amazing thing. Do you enjoy music, Miss...A... Anna?" That had been what they called her, yes? Oh if she got it wrong... oh dear not that... "Or.. do you fancy anything...else.."
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 10:39 am
The rapid shifts in Siobhan's mood were a bit like... well, Anna had never been drunk, but like it or not, she did get a charge from being around people who experienced negative emotions. Anna hadn't ever ridden a roller coaster, but if she had, she would have compared it to the banshee ghoul. "Of course! I love music... I'll have to listen to, um, Johnny Danger's music? In the store, maybe? What kind of music does he sing?" she said, carefully.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 11:56 am
"Oh he's so rocking!" Ri-ri was latched onto Siobhan's arm still. "He has gold hands.." She swooned a bit and wavered on her sky-high heels. "Yes you HAVE to listen. Come on!" She grabbed Anna's hand and tug tug tugged her into the music store. There were aisles upon aisles of CDs as well as walls full of merchandise, a few minipets in headphones wandering the store, and Neil was in the back picking through some dustier boxes. The pimply store clerk seemed to perk up and try to look busy once he saw 3 cute ghouls come in.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 12:39 pm
"HERRYK WILL NOT WEAR A METAL CAPE." It was then that Herryk's eyephone buzzed once. He did a pretty good job of ignoring it while he stared at False, alternating that angry look between False and Vero. Herryk's eyephone buzzed again. He tried to ignore it once more, but decided against it. What if it was his beloved? Or someone else important? With a groan, Herryk swung the fur over his shoulder and fumbled for the eyephone. After mashing his finger against it a few times, Herryk finally unlocked his screen. There were a few groanspring messages from Mort. "Herryk will come back to this in a moment. Do not go anywhere, fireboil." That being said, Herryk intently tapped on his phone. There were a few chimes, a few more moments of tapping, and a few choice curses. Herryk did not look happy.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 12:46 pm
"Hummmm." Vero nodded and etched something into the open page of his journal. "We would enjoy more detail when the opportunity arises. Reapers are not well studied where we are from." Not many things were for that matter. And then the taller boil shouted defiantly at his suggestion, to which the ghost blinked and shrunk his head into the collar of fluff ringing his thin neck. "We apologize if we have offended," Vero said mildly through the collar ruff. "We do not know many things, and our suggestions are tentative. Perhaps . . . ribbons?"
It worked for the ghoul problem the other reaper had, maybe it would work for this one?
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 12:47 pm
Haha, she wanted feedback from Lou. Well, she'd get it. If her a** looked fat, he'd certainly say so. That's just the kind of guy he was. "Of course. I'm an excellent judge of lingerie." Though, being a man he only had three real ratings. 'Not great but I'd still hit it', 'hot', and 'daymn gurl look at that junk in yo' trunk'! Standards? You couldn't have sex with standards. Therefore he didn't need them.
"... Pajamas?" Lou repeated with a quick furrow of his brow, though he shrugged and headed towards that section anyways. This was how it would go, huh? Well that was just fine. The sly undead had a few tricks up his own sleeves. "Here we are, ma'am." He didn't even know her name. Eh. Did it really matter?
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 12:57 pm
"Mmmmyaaaaaay~." Zee coo'd, leaning her head to the side to look at the selection of jammies. She sighed, sliding off of his back and back to her own two feet. "Sssoooo, Mr. Pointy ears.." Zee started conversationally, lazily sifting through racks of jammies. "Tell me 'bout yourself. Talk to me~." She smiled sleepily, lidded eyes lifting to watch him with amusement. Siobhan nodded vigorously to Anna as Ri-Ri emphasized her point. "His music is rocking music!"
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 1:26 pm
Freya had just finished kindly paying for the little foxfires, giving the cashier a bright smile before taking the two little cages and turning around - Hey Freya, your boilfriend is here. Freya went white as a sheet when she looked outside the glass panel windows to see Herryk standing just outside the store, talking to the boil that had expressed interest in Lattice, and other people - AND FOXFIRES. NNNNNOOOOOOOOO. "I NEEDS A BIG BAG." Freya screeched at the startled cashier suddenly, turning around and putting the foxfires back on the counter. "Please." She grabbed a shopping bag, put both of the foxfires in them, and then threw the bag over her shoulder. Her wings wrapped up tight around the bag, hiding it from view. Only then, did she dare come anywhere near the door. She stood there for a moment, taking in the situation. Her heart was fluttering wildly with fear that Herryk's surprise would be ruined, but she also worried about how upset he looked. As he turned to use his phone, she flipped her own out, texting him one-handed in hopes she could soothe the savage beast. pinchmonster Freya loves looking at her handsome baby boil like she's doing right now.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 1:37 pm
Lattice moved quietly around behind Freya just following even when all the frantic action from Freya occurred when Herryk apparently made...his very violent appearance. The ghoul frowned and hid a little behind Freya. The last time she tried to diffuse a situation it didn't end well.
Plus now Sharpie was gone making her feel even more sulky at the moment. She wasn't done petting the ink-cat.
Her fingertips wiggled a bit as she started to head toward Herryk's shape as he held False, "I can get rid of the stains but please Herryk stop...?"
Please, please, please. PLEASE.
She was unaware that Freya was also texting the angry boil.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 2:37 pm
"Gold hands? Wait, is he a golem-monster or something like that?" Anna asked, peering around the music shop with a sort of terrified curiosity. It was clear the ghouls' feelings were very... intense. And Anna wasn't sure she was ready for this. But she was going to try.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 2:37 pm
Herryk took a few steadying breaths in an attempt to calm his nerves. He was feeling so incredibly frazzled, so unnerved and upset -- like a million tiny gnomes were inside his brain pulling him a billion different ways. Herryk was so upset, in fact, that he was ready to just storm out of the maul so that he could find Mac and just rip him limb. From. Limb.
He had just finished putting away his phone when it beeped again.
Ripping the pouch from his belt, Herryk hoisted it into the air. He had every intention of slamming it to the floor, and would take great pleasure in listening to it shatter.
Suddenly, a Lattice.
"...Lattice?"
Herryk immediately lowered his hand, a huge smile spreading across his features.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 2:43 pm
Freya snapped her phone shut when, instead of checking her message, he caught sight of Lattice - and his face bloomed in a big smile.
Her heart sunk, and she leaned against the doorframe, crossing her arms in front of her. Nope, she wasn't making her presence known. She was just staying right here.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 2:46 pm
Lattice smiled up at her large friend and nodded though her eyes moved toward where he seemed to be holding something about to smash it or do something unpleasant to it. Ponderponder.
"You shouldn't do that...Aren't those expensive?" Whatever those were, "besides..how else..could you talk to Freya when you aren't in the same place?"
She was diverting attention away from False and away from the ruined Cape.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 2:46 pm
"Oh, Lattice," Herryk began, his shoulders slumping, "Herryk has had the worst day ever." He shook his head and looked like he wanted to go in for a hug and yet... he thought better of it. Those arms weren't exactly the best for hugging, and he couldn't just drop to his knees and bury his face against her stomach like he had on the field trip.
BUT HIS CAPE. ;____;
"Tits, and then Mac.. and then Sura. And the throat-clearing, and then Chuppi screamed and now HERRYK'S CAPE IS RUINED AND HERRYK NEEDS HIS FREYA."
Did he look like he might cry?
Yes, yes he did.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 2:48 pm
There was no force in the world that would have kept Freya from coming as soon as she heard his voice cry out for her. Any little petty tinges of jealousy that might have plucked at her heart disappeared for the time being. She pushed off the doorframe, kept her wings tight around her bag, and ran over to slam right into Herryk, jumping up at him. If he didn't catch her, well.. she'd slide off pathetically.
"Why is my baby boil so sad?" She coo'd, trying to reach up and brush his hair but finding it impossible to reach it. Was he a little taller than usual right now? This must have been serious..
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