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 Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 8:54 am
Eeeeeeeeeeeh?!!? Riley must be SO LONELY! No one on her floor to talk to! Mot had people to talk to ALL THE TIME! From the moment he moved in!
The reaper made a shocked face under his hat's brim. "What? How do you survive?!" Must always talk to people! Well, not always. But Mot did love to socialize. Being without a friendly neighbor was just wrong. Not that he'd had the pleasure back home. It wasn't until coming to school that he had such opportunities.
Still, the reaper had become so used to it, it felt like it was the law of the land.
A sherriff must uphold the law.
"You need to get out more, Riley." Mot said with a firm nod of his head, his smile smug.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 4:01 pm
Mot's surprise made Riley want to snicker, but she held her metaphorical tongue. Instead, she blinked in amusement and reached up to gently pat his hand.
I think you forget that my best friends live in the undead and monster dorms. I would say I spend more than half my time outside of this building. It is not so bad.
She watched him retain some semblence of seriousness when he commanded that she needed to get out more, and found herself helpless to tease the poor reaper. She bent her leg forward and toed him. Mot. She murmured in a very serious tone. Is this your roundabout way of asking me out on a date?
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 4:21 pm
"Oh yeah." Mot mused, tilted his head. Jericho and Malodore lived in dorms separate from her. So maybe she did go out a lot then.
Riley's teasing comment did not go unnoticed. When ghouls said such things so seriously, it left Mot wondering what was wrong with them. She was joking, right? As much as the cowboil liked to pretend he was suave, it really was more of a desire to be suave than actually pulling it off. Therefore, this was a tease, yes?
"You did say we needed to spend more time together~." Mot quipped back with a grin. Yeah. Yeah, Mot could play this game!
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 4:28 pm
Aww, how cute, he was trying to play the game. Her face lifted just slightly in lieu of a smile, and she nodded. Oh. I suppose you're right. Fine, pick me up Moonday night at 8. If you're late, I will find you and devour your brain matter.
She used the toe she'd been pushing at him, to now try and push him off her couch. Okay, bye bye now, see you then. Dress slutty.
All of this was said in a terribly frightening deadpan. The chances that she would actually hunt him down if he didn't show up were starting to rise.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 4:39 pm
Wait. What? Moonday? At eight? Brain eating to commence in case of failure to comply?
......DRESS SLUTTY?!
Riley had to be joking! Had to be! The reaper was being called on his bluff! That's all!
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"Uh! I was kidding!" Mot failed to play along, standing up after she had gotten up, looking ready to just let him walk away. "I didn't mean that kind of date!"
So uncool.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 5:00 pm
Riley moved towards him, turned him around gently, and pushed him towards the door.
Get out. You fiend. You've broken my heart for the last time and I will never forgive you.
This, too, was said in deadpan, though the effect was now reversed - it was clear she meant none of it, by the way she said it so monotone and unemotional.
She opened the door, gave Mot an uncharacteristic hug from behind, and let him out. If he turned to look at her, it was clear her face was lifted in lieu of a smile, and her eyes were twinkling with mischief.
Tell Hel I said hello. She winked, lifting her fingers to bend in a small wave.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2011 5:05 pm
Mot was turned and led to the door. Okay. Okay, so she was clearly kidding around now. Well, kind of clear. The hug helped answer it.
The reaper did look back once he was in the hallway, smirking at Riley little wave. "That I will." He gave the demoness a tip of his hat in favor of a wave, and headed down the hall.
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