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 Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 2:21 pm
Do not question the look.
Mot was led away by the Valkyrie, a bit of a pouty look about him. "Well excuse me." Mot huffed. "How was I supposed to know? Cricket just said to take the medicine and sleep. I did one of the two pretty well!" While his condition usually kept him up, so did his pain and his dreams. They had died down in intensity, but they still were unsettling.
He also found sleeping to make him incredibly groggy when he did manage to do it.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 6:08 pm
Oh, she was questioning.
“Doing one of the two does not lead to a full recovery ~ !” Hel chided, reaching the third floor and then dragging the reaper down the hall back towards their rooms. “Cricket said medicine and sleep!” Once they reached her door, she unlocked it and then kicked it open, dragging him inside and kicking it closed behind her. She then dragged him over to her bathroom, flipping on the light as she pointed at the toilet. “Sit!” She then released his wrist, and started to dig through her mirror cabinet for her aloe cream.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 6:19 pm
Dragged one way, this way that way. By the time they reached Hel's dorm, his wrist was feeling a little sore. Hel's command was met with a slow blink from the cowboil. Eventually, he did as he was told. How could he not? A short winged reaper told him to.
"I tried to, though." Mot retorted with a huff. "I slept a little more than usual. It just made me groggy." He really would have to get Xiu's tea again. He sure hoped he wouldn't become immune though.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 6:44 pm
Hel pulled two things out of her mirror cabinet. One was a container of aloe, and the other was one of her head bands. “ That’s probably because your body isn’t use to the extra rest you’re getting. But you need it.” She put the container on the counter and then moved back towards Mot with the headband. Her fair hand reached towards his bangs without hesitation, brushing the hair back away from his face, and this motion was followed carefully by the head band. Once that was done, Hel returned to the counter and washed her hands thoroughly before coming back over with the container, unscrewing the lid. “ This shouldn’t hurt…if anything, it should be a cooling sensation when it touches your skin, alright?" She dipped two fingers into the cream, and with a look of the utmost concentration, and with a firm, but gentle touch, started to rub the cream into the burns on his skin.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 6:55 pm
Why was Hel getting a headband? Mot was certain seh needed it for herself. Because surely she wouldn't be getting it for Mot. That would be foolishness---
She did.
Mot gazed up at the ghoul with a brow raised, irritation obvious in his features. Not only was his face now in full view with no bangs to hide under, he was wearing a ghouly hair accessory.
Sad day.
He leaned back at first as she brought the cream to his face, cringing his nose. He didn't like the idea of this strange stuff being put on his face at all. However, once it was on, it felt really nice. Mot actually sighed a bit. "Huh. That's nice and cool." He pointed out dumbly.
This doesn't mean he likes it!
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 7:10 pm
Hel dipped a thumb onto the aloe, and then rubbed it over Mot’s brow, trying to smooth out his irritated expression while also applying the cream to more skin. Was she grinning lightly while doing this? You bet.
“Helps to keep all the whispies out of your face.” Hel commented. “This is easier than trying to brush them away as they stick to your skin.” Duh, Mot. She dipped her fingers back into the cream, and applied more to his face, taking special care around his eyes. “I’m glad. I want you to take this container with you, alright? Please apply this to your face at least once a day. If you fail to do so, I will make sure it gets done at least once a day.”
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 7:19 pm
She made sense. Yes. Still, Mot felt foolish with the accessory on. He made a note to look for a bandanna in his room for when he needed to do this next.
"Is that a threat?" Mot asked with a smirk. Oh noooo spending time with Hel? Eeeew~
"Fine~! I'll do what I'm told this time." Mot said with a haughty tone. Apparently all of the previous drama was once again forgotten. Oh how fickle they were.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 7:26 pm
“No. It’s a promise.” Hel retorted.
She applied some more to his face, just to be sure, and once she was done, she leaned back and screwed the lid back onto the container. She then carefully pulled off the head band, tossing it back onto the counter, and with a free hand ruffled the top of Mot’s head. “There you are.” She then held the container out to him. “Remember. At least once a day.”
Previous drama forgotten? Pfffft of course not. Hel was just really good apparently at avoiding the truth of the matter and keeping it that way.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 7:45 pm
Mot's hair went askew once the headband was moved, and further tousled with Hel's help. The mop that Mot called hair was now a total mess. Thanks Hel. Thanks. "Yeah yeah, I got it." Mot waved his hand dismissively, taking the container with the other non waving appendage. However, Mot smirked, then grinned. "Hah. Thank you, Hel." He was a brat, but not ungrateful, after all.
The long legged reaper got to his feet, tossing and catching the aloe in his hand a moment then moved to exit the bathroom. He didn't figure out what Hel's so called feelings were, other than to keep his head on tasks and don't look at ghouls. Oh well. "I'll leave you be now. Adios~." Mot smirked at the smaller ghoul, and meandered out of the room.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 8:34 pm
“I’m serious, Mot.” Hel frowned briefly as he seemed to casually wave her off, puffing her cheeks out for a moment. “Oh you’re welcome…” She trailed after him as he left the bathroom, and blinked as he seemed to be heading for her door. Oh…he was leaving already…? The ghoul trailed after him until she stood in the open door way, watching him go. “...Uh...a…alright. I shall see you around…”
Hel moved a hand up to the door knob, still watching him go.
That was it? Had she really just gotten away with that? She had lied and denied the entire time…and while it left a bad taste in her mouth, she still held onto the belief that this was for the best. He didn’t seemed to notice anything…he seemed to accept her ‘reasoning’ for what it was…Oh. Hel’s expression fell. Yes. This just seemed to reinforce that it didn’t matter how she really felt and well…oh well. She’d get over it…eventually, right? Hopefully? She didn’t know. This was complicated. Hel was kind of missing the more simplistic emotions one felt around their friends. With a heavy sigh, the reaper drew her door closed, and went to find an activity to engage her for the rest of the day.
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