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 Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 4:53 pm
Shady, Shady.
Kettil just smirked a bit as the older Reaper snorted and said nothing more at the moment. It seemed like there were some individuals here that they were better off not talking to and honestly Kettil could respect that even if Roch couldn't, "Hey, yeah. C'mon I'm starved."
Not really but if it'd avoid a bit of a brawl between family he was all for pretending to be hungry.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 4:59 pm
"Jack, you old geezer, do you realize how thick my file is WITHOUT you makin' shady deals in shadowy rooms?" Roch complained in a heated whisper. "I had enough dealings with boogies lately!"
"It ain't that shady," Vegas said, his voice lowered as well. "Monica! Get the kid and his pal some food, would you? He's starvin' to death again."
"Roch! You should have said you and your boilfriend were hungry!" the undead ghoul exclaimed. "Come over here, screechie, I've got some food in the kitchen!"
"Boilfriend?"
"You probably broke her heart, you know," Vegas said. "She thought you and the grue boil were adorable."
Roch looked at Kettil. "Don't. Say. A. Word."
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 5:13 pm
"...Hah."
To his credit he didn't say a word. He made a noise.
Still the longer they stood there the better food sounded and so with or without Roch leading Kettil headed off to the sweet, sweet voice that was offering some nice tasty foods.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 5:17 pm
Roch followed to get some grub, but not without giving his granddad a warning look over his shoulder. Jackdammit, he still needed that job!
"Over here, boils!" the stripper said, leading them to a table near the kitchen door. "I made your favorite pizzas to take home, too," she told Roch, patting him on the shoulder. The fact that she was barely dressed didn't seem to go noticed by the punk boil as he grinned at her.
"Thanks Monica, I'm out."
She let out a giggle and headed into the kitchen to get them food and the frozen pizzas.
Roch looked at Kettil. "So... let's think now. "Ghoul leaving my room at noon, Granddad mentioning ghouls I called, half naked lady feeding me regularly... what conclusion have you come up with?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 5:37 pm
Kettil didn't seem to care or judge the barely clothed female waited for things to be brought to them and when Roch spoke to him again there was simply a tilt of his head as he just stared blankly for what seemed to be a long time before he just shrugged, "Ghouls don't mean you're a big guy or anything it just means you're a little boil who likes to chase tail."
His hands rested against the table, "It doesn't make you anymore masculine and it doesn't prove that you've got more machismo than I do, all it proves to me is that you're scared what I am gon' think about you when...You probably shouldn't give a skitter's a** about it. Hell, my brother at home has a revolving door of ghouls and he's the biggest puss I know."
He simply didn't care what Roch thought of him that was for certain.
"We can either be pals or we can be enemies and t'be quite truthful with ya, for Lark's sake I'd rather not be feudin' with you. Rivalry? Sure. Let's compete at worthwhile s**t but let's not get into a measurin' contest of who can pee on the higher tree or on the most ghouls cause frankly I don' got the time for that sort of bull." At least he didn't rear around and smack Roch upside the head.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 5:50 pm
"I'm not a player," Roch said as the food showed up. "Thanks Monica," he said, earning a kiss on the cheek before she ran back to work. "She wants to be my grandma," he explained, starting to eat. "The ghoul that left? We're just friends. We spent a few hours singing cheesy songs in my karaoke booth, after she brought me something to eat. Jack Taryn can bake," he said happily.
He practically inhaled the food in front of him, leaning back when he was done and sighing. "Ahhh, that was good," he said. "And as for being a badass... well, truth is, I've dissipated some four times so far, probably will more times, I'm sure. That old geezer? He's badass. I have another thirty plus years before I qualify. But I like Lark. She sort of reminds me of Danny, who's MY best friend. So when she's holed up in her room, terrified that Ben won't ever come back, or won't come back right, I'm gonna do what I can to cheer her up."
He looked at Kettil, staring him straight in the eye. "If you want to be there instead, now, feel free. I had a handful of others I needed to check on, on top of it."
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 6:05 pm
"Didn't say you're a player, just sayin' that you're throwing the word ghoul at me like you're tryin' to prove to me that for one you ain't that kinda fella, what do you care if I think you are straight or bent?" Food arrived and he started to eat a bit of it, it was pretty good!
Kettil digested more than the food that was brought as he just shrugged, "When you mention the ghouls like that it seems to me that is exactly what ya tryin' to say or somethin' similar. As for Lark well she's my friend, my dearest friend. I'd do everything for her because ... she was my first friend ever growin' up other than my Endzela. With me thick and thin. We're mates. The best of mates."
No one would ever get in the way of Lark as far as he was concerned.
"I don't need yer permission to be there for my mate, Roch. I'd be there even if you were in the way puttin' all sorts of obstacles in my path, I'd still find my way to be next to Lark t'make sure she's alright." Kettil said simply.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 6:10 pm
"Good," Roch said, standing. "Monica, can I have a job?"
"Sure, screechie!" the ghoul hanging upside down on the pole called over. "I'll slot you for weekends, okay?"
"Sure, sounds good to me," he called back. Then he headed for the door. He had stuff to do, now that Lark was somewhat taken care of. Well... until Herryk found out about dreadlocks and his ghoulfriend.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 6:18 pm
He'd finished his food and raised an eyebrow as he now asked the undead dancer about a job. Whatever got Roch from point A to point B he supposed though he doubted his Grandfather would be quite so pleased if he learned of this.
Standing up he moved to follow Roch out quietly, "Yeah, well. Nice meeting with ya, Roch."
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 6:21 pm
Roch shrugged. So he'd been a bit of an a** to the guy. Lark might yell at him for it, but oh well. Anyone idiotic enough to hit on Freya when they had a ghoul like Lark right next to them, well...
They deserved a bit of Roch asshattery.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 6:26 pm
Kettil shrugged as well.
As soon as they were out of the building he went his own way rather carefully at that. Once he felt it was safe he summoned Endzela again and they simply wandered about together in thoughtful silence.
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