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 Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:47 pm
Riyo retracted her hands as Shun stepped in front of the ghoul. She didn't even want to touch the boil while she was high. "B-but..." Riyo started, the pouty face and big eyes making her look ridiculous.
But instead of actually complaining, she just turned towards Mot.
"Mooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot."
She bit her lip and held out her hands, fully prepared to rub his cheeks into oblivion.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 3:55 pm
Mot leaned beside the door. The group was being held up with Mitsu's mask issue, and that was fine with him. Idly, Mot tried picking off the spider webs on his hat while he waited. You never know! That stuff could be sentient, and as much as he loved his hat, he didn't want to be stuck like Mitsu. He'd wear it again a little bit later.
His head lifted some time later when he heard Riyo whining to him and coming closer. Over her should, he saw Mitsu now mask less. That was a good sign. Distracted by that, he only caught Riyo's attempts last second. "Gah! What do you want?" Mot stammered, leaning away from her prying hands. Leaning away didn't work so well when you were already leaning back. Why was Riyo rubbing his cheeks? His eyes stared back at her with a fully bewildered expression.
High Riyo was something he wasn't sure how to deal with.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 4:06 pm
Hel gave Mitsu’s head another pat before stepping away from the Lycan since Shun was coming to her defense against Riyo.
Speaking of which…the valkyrie could only stare as she was now harassing Mot. Hel cackled, and fished around for her useless phone again and whipped it out, flipping it open to take another picture of Riyo with her hands all over Mot’s face. Oooh…this was going to be so wonderful to show the demoness once she was back in her right mind. The ghoul tucked away her phone once more, and came over to stand by the door, staring at it. It felt like…they couldn’t go through it just yet for some reason…
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 4:21 pm
Thankfully Riyo went elsewhere... to pester Mot more specifically. For a moment, Shun stared as she started to feel the guy up, noticing Hel taking advantage of the situation. Quite frankly, he wasn't sure what he preferred. The Riyo that had no concept of personal space and was acting like a fool, or the Riyo that hated everyone and didn't believe in working together.
Hm.
Instead of dwelling on that, he just turned around to the girl huddling behind him. Some of her hair was covering her eyes now. With a sigh, he brushed aside those locks from her face while looking her over. She might not be physically hurt, but he had to imagine that she wasn't happy about this situation.
"Just try to relax. I doubt anyone will make fun of you here... if anyone does, they'll have to deal with me."
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 5:42 pm
"Your cheeks Mot." Riyo started. "They're so soft." It was as if his cheeks were the softest things in the entire universe, the way Riyo reacted. "Mot. I can feel your heart beat through your skin." Well, okay... That was a little creepy.
Leaning into the boil's face, her black holes of eyes seemed to look into and suck out his very soul. "Mot." The feline whispered in a terrifying undertone.
"I know what your soul tastes like. I am a god, Mot. I am your god, and I demand an offering."
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 5:49 pm
What was Riyo even saying?! Why was she saying all this? It was obvious the catnip had really done her in. He knew that. It didn't make the situation any more comfortable.
The closer she got, the redder Mot became. His face was on fire. The demoness was getting much too close for comfort, with alarms going off in his mind.
"Wh---wh...offer...guh?" He stammered, an octave higher than his usual tone. He was tense, shivering, and unable to process a sentence.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 6:04 pm
"Yes Mot. An offering. I demand your allegiance. Your god is forever vengeful, Mot. Loyalty to me means the downfall of your enemies." The ghoul raised her head as if she was some great deity looking down upon him.
And the fact that he was shaking only seemed to make it worse. "Moooooooooot." For some reason she really seemed to like repeating his name. "The souls of children smell like cheap perfume, Mot. Can you hear them? They tell me about the architecture of playgrounds and the different kinds of scents a corpse can have." Her whisper became a low hiss as she practically touched foreheads with him. "The dramatic structure of a fiction story is equal to the shape of the universe. This knowledge is my gift to you. Now shake my hand and grant me possession of your first born child."
... Sheesh.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 6:11 pm
Mot stared like a deer caught in the headlights. Just. Stared. In terrified silence. Riyo wasn't making a lick of sense anymore. And she just kept leaning closer.
Times like theses he wished he was wearing his hat, but it seemed he'd dropped it in his shock.
Her eerie whispers were freaking him out. He was almost certain she was going to skin him and wear his flesh as a tunic. "I'mnotshakingyourhand!" He cried out another octave higher, though it sounded more like gibberish in his fright.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 6:24 pm
Hel had been pondering the mysteries of the door when she sensed a disturbance in the force.
The ghoul whipped her head round as Mot stammered and even his voice rose a few octaves higher. Her eyes narrowed. “Kite.” She snapped, addressing the cat demoness, suddenly on the defensive once more. The ghoul fished around her apron with a rather serious expression, until she pulled out a small ball of thread. “See this?” She called out to Riyo, presenting the object to her for a moment before tossing it to the other side of the platform.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 6:41 pm
Riyo's ears perked as Hel seemed to call out to her... With a different name. Eyes following the sound, her head tilted as she stared at the valkyrie.
... That was, until she was presented with the yarn ball. "YARN!" The ghoul screeched and Immediately released Mot in favor of chasing the ball of fabric. With the drop of the hat, the feline had went to downright ******** creepy to... Adorable as she caught up with and grasped the yarn in her hands.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 6:43 pm
Hearing commotion behind him, Shun turned around to see the antics of high-Riyo and the other two.
......
After staring for a moment or so, he turned back around towards Mitsu, deciding that it would be best to ignore the rest.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 6:47 pm
Freedom?
Mot heaved a sigh and slid down the wall, hitting the ground with a thud. "Th-thanks Hel.." He muttered bewilderingly.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:51 pm
Looking up toward Hel as the Valkyrie patted her head one last time the lycan nodded uttering a soft thank you before she walked off. While she wasn't happy about her hair being cut there hadn't been many options. What bothered her most was that she now felt apprehensive about wearing her mask again though she still felt insecure without it. What a pickle of a situation.
Releasing Shun's jacket as he started to turn, Mitsu looked up at the reaper questioningly as he pushed the hair out of her eyes. These small gestures made her heart beat erratically, a small blush raising to her face that was no longer hidden. She didn't mind the touching, especially from Shun, it was just...odd was all.
"It's just....different," The lycan said sheepishly taking a step closer to Shun. Her hands pulled the heavy braid over her shoulder which she idly began to mess with in her nervous state. "I..I don't know what I'll do when we have to leave." She said softly. "T...the commons room has so many people." At least it did the last time. The lycan didn't know some of the students there and thus had not learned to trust them. Trust was the only thing keeping her from freaking out currently, though in the back of her mind she did worry about what Riyo would say.
Speaking of Riyo.....Mitsu looked around Shun for a moment catching Riyo rubbing Mot's cheeks. It was a curious thing to see the feline demon do shortly before she went chasing after a ball of yarn.
....
She couldn't bring herself to ask.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:16 pm
Watching Mitsu fidget nervously, Shun placed a hand onto her shoulder to try and get her to settle down. The hub was likely going to have a fair number of people, judging how things were the last two times they were there. A number of those people were likely to be only acquaintances or even strangers for the girl too.
"It is crowded but.. you'll need to be strong. Quite frankly.. you don't give yourself enough credit," he told her softly. If she could face this, and it went alright, then it could very well aid in her self-confidence.
"I'll stay near. If you feel a little overwhelmed, just focus on me or one of the others, ok?"
Just perhaps not Riyo. It was probably a bad idea to focus on Riyo in her current state.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:22 pm
(( CONGRATULATIONS! Your group has successfully completed the puzzle! Please wait while I prepare your next room. In the meantime, your group is cleared to go visit your Hub! Don't forget your entrance/exit posts! I will quote-summon the group back here when the next puzzle is ready. Please return once that happens as you cannot enter/exit the group threads in the middle of a challenge. Thank you!))
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