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 Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:53 pm
"CHRSITOF!" Calder shouted, not even knowing what was going on in that thick boils head. First off, wasn't Christof supposed to be Barth's friend, and what happened to respecting his "master". Sure, he was okay be rebelling, but not in this way. "He's your FRIEND!" He called out, glaring at Bea and Christof. Bros before hoes, Christof. BROS BEFORE HOES!
Calder went over to Barth, cupping his face. "It's okay. It's okay." He wiped his eyes and then held his head to his chest, rubbing his back.
Calder would make it all better.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:56 pm
And with Christof's firm, unexpected slap to Barth face, Bea didn't catch the beginning of what Calder had retaliated. The kelpie was right though she didn't want to admit it.
Her tears began to well up, distorting her vision as Christof kindly put his coat over her shoulders, covering up her indecency. She would smile at him with appreciation if she wasn't emotionally unstable.
At this point, she just wanted to leave. Luckily, Willow stepped in.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 9:56 pm
In the midst of dancing, Freya snuck a glance at Calder hugging Barth, and decided that they made a handsome couple.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:05 pm
Cady stopped mid-wiggle as she noticed a tiny hand shoot out from Christof's outfit and land with a loud smack on the other boil's face. He had extra arms now?! And was that...WAS THAT A TINY WING ON HIS BACK? Cady beamed, fondly remembering the food-monstrosity she'd left him all that time ago at the Open House. He'd got it.
She noted the shirtless-pony-boy hugging the otherwise-clothed boil, and frowned. There was a lot of man-hugging going around in this room. She wondered if the loincloth-boil felt left out.
"Demi, hey," she called, tugging on his sleeve and standing up straight. "You should go hug that guy. He hasn't gotten a boil-hug yet." Then she glanced down, about waist height, and back up again.
"But first you might want to find some pants. I'd loan you mine, but I think Deacon only wanted ghouls in his pants. But it does have a hole for the tail. Maybe we can just not tell him."
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:18 pm
Christof could only stare at the two as they embraced, expression troubled and mind churning.  With a sharp, snorting sigh, he turned to leave the Sloth and his harem to their business.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:24 pm
Willow sighed and watched as Christof seemed to turn to leave, "Bea get over here. Let them two have their... 'moment'." The Tiger rolled her eyes before walking beside Christof looking at him, "Do you have your board thing with you? That thing you write on?"
She asked hoping that for now yes or no questions would get them somewhere. It wasn't like Barth or Calder was going to be any help at this point.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:26 pm
Bul sighed and rubbed his temples. What started as an entertaining meet and greet became a fight club... but not the cool kind. If there was going to be any brawling inside the hub Bul hoped it was a little more exciting than protective drama. This was another reason he didn't want to glue himself to Mei.
He was still wearing Calder's kilt though and would likely forget he was doing so into the next room challenge.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:35 pm
Bea didn't even look at anyone and wrapped Christof's large coat around herself and began following Willow and the patchwork's footsteps.
Walking away from the situation was probably the best. It certainly made the ghoul feel a bit better, enough to finally thank Christof and apologize for earlier. She laid a hand on the boil's shoulder, and without a word, he gave him a hug, hoping he understood what she wanted to say.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:51 pm
((Entering from group 1, room 3))
Shun expected there to be people in the hub. However, he definitely did not expect there to be a bunch of half-naked people. Oh wait... Demi was straight up naked!
"What the Jack is going on in here?" he remarked before averting his eyes. That was not something he wanted to see. Also, while he did ask it, a part of him did not want to know what was happening that caused this.
Though, in the back of his mind, he had to wonder just how Riyo was going to react to all of this.
"Stay close Mitsu..." he murmured lowly while trying to avoid most of the others.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 10:57 pm
((Entering from Group 1)) Mitsu was right behind Shun, her eyes going wide seeing what was beyond the door. What was.....why was Demi naked? She wished at this moment she had her mask, it would have hidden her look of shock and the bright pink blush that covered her cheeks. Finally peeling her eyes away from the sights Mitsu did as she was told and followed Shun closely. Very closely. Her eyes were focused on his back afraid to look elsewhere.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:03 pm
Once he found a spot a little further away from the semi-naked party, Shun removed his soaking jacket to wring out again. He was feeling pretty damn chilled actually, being wet for so long. It was starting to show too, as he shivered now and then as a result. He wasn't really built for this after all.
Rubbing his arms lightly, he glanced over at Mitsu, noting that her cheeks were blushing quite a bit. Poor girl probably didn't want to stumble upon a naked guy either most likely.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:04 pm
Barth's eyes didn't leave Christof.
"But..."
Calder pulled him into an oily, well-meaning hug, while Christof looked...angry? Sad? Resigned?
"I didn't- it's alright, really, I- Christof, are you..." but Bea seemed to have it under control, maybe, or maybe it was just her...attention Christof had wanted in the first place, in which case... Was it really about ghouls? Willow was already asking Christof for something, and Christof and he were sort of bustled apart. Another group spilled in.
He'd...talk to Christof about it later.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:10 pm
Calder continued to hug Barth, rubbing his back. "Don't worry. I"ll talk to him. This isn't how friends treat friends. He shouldn't be slapping people for no reason. Especially you. You didn't do a Jack-darn thing." Barth rarely did anything. Literally!
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:16 pm
Shun had soon come to a stop, though Mitsu didn't dare to look around to see where they were. The reaper had decided on a spot for them and that was good enough for her.
Shifting her bag off her shoulder and onto the floor Mitsu looked up toward Shun. The cold wasn't really bothering her so much, her temperature was a lot higher normally, but it seemed the reaper didn't have the same benefit on his side. He looked cold, his body shivering now and again.
Slowly Mitsu reached out a hand to touch Shun's feeling how cold his skin. She didn't have anything dry to offer him, not that she really had any clothes with her that would fit him. The only thing she had to offer was herself, she could sit with him to keep him warm. If they huddled together maybe she could just hide her face that way.
"Why don't we....have a seat. I'll warm you up." Mitsu offered softly. As she said that her hand grasped at the hood of her top contemplating pulling it over her head to hide.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:22 pm
Christof couldn't hear Barth's quiet calls over the din of the gaggle of repressed teenagers, glancing to the tiger for a moment with a far-away expression. His notebook? Yes, he had it somewhere, but what was the point? He was about to fish it out anyway, but was stopped by the sudden hug from Bea.
His eyes widened immediately, hunched shoulders stiffening at the embrace as panic hit him. He- OH! She was... thanking him? Perhaps? Well.. well that was good, yes, he had done a good thing, see? She understood now, or so he figured. Swallowing, he glanced over her shoulder back to the Kelpie and the Sloth before glancing down at the notebook clutched between him and the girl.
How could he even begin to explain to acquaintances? He wasn't sure if he had met the tiger-ghoul at all, even. And he had appearances to keep up, what with the responsibilities of his student teaching and the council etcetera... He merely sighed, brows furrowed.
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