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 Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 6:44 pm
This was too good. Too good. Hel knew she was getting under his skin, one way or another, and when Hel played, she played to win. She played hard. She was very amused as Titus planted his hand against her face, but she was pushed back. The ghoul kept the pressure up though, and didn’t relent, so Titus probably needed to keep his hand there if he wanted to keep her away. But…Hel had plans. Not very mature plans either.
She licked his palm, since he was wearing those half gloves that left a bit of skin open.
Then, she tilted her head to the side so that she could speak, smirking at his high pitched start of the sentence. Her eyes were lidded, and Hel made sure to use her most flirtatious tone she could muster, seriously.
“How about you show me how much of a man you are.”
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 6:57 pm
She was trying to force her way back but Titus wasn't about to let her get any closer. He kept pushing until he felt something warm and wet against his palm. "Aww Jack seriously?" He drew back his hand quickly like he had been burned and rubbed his palm against his jacket to rid it of spit.
Fine Hel. Fine. Two could play at this game. Titus grabbed for the remainder of his pudding cup and dipped his fingers in scooping out the last of the globby substance. Then as fast as he could he reached over the table and slapped Hel across the face smearing pudding everywhere. Not nearly as impressive as her beard slap but it would do. It would do.
"Why so you can add me to your list?" The demon retorted after while wiping his hand against the table. He would likely never get pudding again.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 7:06 pm
Touché, Titus, touché.
Hel was not expecting to be pudding slapped. The ghoul made a soft sound of surprise as his hand whipped across her face with pudding on it, and she glared at the demon. Retaliation was quick though. The ghoul grabbed her apple on the table and lunged, impaling the fruit on one of his horns. She then sat back in her seat and yanked her apron off of her waist, pulling it up to use as a cloth, and wiped her face of pudding.
“Ha!” She barked. “Do not flatter yourself, Titus. There is nothing anyone could offer me that would make me even truly fathom doing that with you.”
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 4:41 pm
She kept assaulting him with food! What was with this ghoul and food. His head now feeling a little off balance he reached for the apple tearing it free of his horn while he wiped his face clean of pudding. He was going to need a shower after this adventure.
"You're no bushel of candy corn either." Titus spat looking the apple over for a moment before he tossed it over his shoulder. "I'm not sure there is enough alcohol in the world."
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2012 6:13 pm
“The feeling is mutual, Snaggletooth, the feeling is mutual.”
Now out of food to use as a weapon, Hel just sort of sat there, still idly rubbing her face with her apron. You know, she had come to the table with a purpose, and it wasn’t to get into a battle of wits and food with Titus. Oops. She got so off track. “So. Tell me about Mirren.” She was trying to get back on track again. Trying.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 1:56 pm
And just like that they were back on Mirren like the whole food fiasco never happened. Making a face Titus stood from the table stuffing his hands in the pockets of his jackets. "What's to say, she's a ghoul, and the lot of you are soulless beasts of suffering so I'm sure you know everything about her."
With that he took his leave of the table and started to make his exit. Whether he would be left in peace would have to be seen but either way he was on his way out of the cafeteria.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 2:56 pm
Titus wanted peace?
Not happening.
Hel quickly pushed away from the table as well, jogging a bit to catch up to the freakishly tall demon, before she fell into stride with him. “Oh, I am sure there is more to it than that!” Hel exclaimed, swinging her arms back and forth. “You do not like to speak about her apparently…so what is the matter, Snaggletooh? Are relations strained with your sister-dearest?”
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:10 pm
And here came the scampering of little Valkyrie feet. Joy. Though if Titus really wanted to get away all he had to do was take flight. For now he was content on walking staring at Hel with an odd look.
"I dunno if you could say strained so much as too close and I know you said this was about learning about me but why the sudden interest, squirt? Don't you have a cowboy to wrangle up and hog tie or something? Maybe a close friend or another enemy to beard slap? Perhaps punting a gnome. I hear its a good activity to keep your heart in shape."
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:24 pm
It was…odd. If a passer by stared at Titus and Hel right now, one could assume they were friends. What the jack was wrong with this picture?
Hel quirked a brow at Titus, her lips curling into an amused smirk as he was eyeing her oddly. “It is only natural to be curious, Titus ~ !” Hel sang out. “It is why you are asking me questions now, ya?” At his comments, she laughed loudly. “Ha! Unfortunately for you, I do not have a cowboil to hog tie, or anyone else to bother right now! I outgrew the cowboil. He was not what I needed or wanted ~” The ghoul then extended her hands, making them claw-like as she crept along side Titus.
“I am a heartless monster!” She sneered with a grin. “I have no heart to strengthen!”
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 6:37 pm
"It's only natural to be curious about things you want to know about." What he just said actually made Titus stop in his tracks. Wait...did she actually want to know about him? Something about that notion was creepy but what was creepier was the fact he wasn't entirely appalled by it. But wait...did that mean the same of him? Did he want to know about her? Were they getting along?
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Oh the inhumanity.
With a slight sigh Titus kept with the conversation. "Outgrew the cowboil, eh? Or did he outgrow you?" Titus wouldn't be surprised if the broom stick had finally decided to split. Despite how tiny she was minus the boobs Titus could imagine Hel was a lot to handle.
Brows quirking at her little display Titus' lips drew up into a slight smirk. "Heartless monster, huh? I have yet to see it."
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 7:03 pm
“Well duh.” Hel exclaimed obnoxiously at Titus’ statement. As if that wasn’t obvious. “If I did not want to know about you, obviously I would not be here right now!” Obviously.
The reaper didn’t seem to care though that Titus had stopped in his tracks. He had long legs, he’d catch up to her quickly, after all. “HA!” Hel puffed her chest out. “No, he did not outgrow me! I outgrew him! I was too much for him…and that is fine!” Because when it came down to it, he wasn’t enough for her, and while that was sad, it was the truth. A truth Hel could accept now.
“Oh, I am sure you will so—“ Hel should have stopped that weird creeping walk, because in the end, she ended up stumbling on her feet and fell flat onto her face with an oof accompanied by the sound of a snap and riiiiiip. The ghoul pushed herself up and seemed to stare down at her chest with an utterly dismayed look.
She muttered something under her breath, her brows furrowing as she pushed herself into a stand and pulled up the strap of her tank top, peering underneath it. “Aw, s**t.” She uttered, and then just reached down the front of her shirt and…
Pulled out her torn bra.
“…This was my favorite!” She exclaimed to no one in particular, staring in dismay at the torn and lacey article of clothing.
Sorry Titus.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2012 4:46 pm
Okay so maybe Titus was curious as to why Hel wanted to know about him and maybe he was curious as to why he was sticking around to let her. It was quite the personal dilemma considering the last he checked he was pretty sure he didn't like her. But at current that didn't matter. Hel had managed to make herself face plant which warranted a good hardy laugh at her expense which Titus did while pointing at her. It was in the rules to do so he was sure of it. When she managed to stand he was still chuckling but at first he thought her mutterings were about falling and him laughing at her. Oh how wrong he was. She looked down her top as if inspecting something and Titus couldn't help but ask. " What's wrong did you manage to bust one of them? Maybe if you stop stuffing your bra with...with..." She had pulled out her bra though now it lay broken in her hands. What size was that? It was huge! Was it double D? E maybe? Titus didn't know and didn't care. All that matter was... ...it was clear Hel wasn't good for his health.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2012 7:18 pm
Hel was still mulling the loss of her favorite bra, staring at it, broken and battered in her hands. “ You fought a good battle.” She uttered to it seriously. “ But in the end, they were too much for you.” She nodded her head solemnly and then turned her head to look at Titus. “ Oh, this is not the first bra to bust, and it will not be the last I am sure…” She raised a brow. “ Quit filling them with what? Breasts? It is what they are for, duh!” She then looked perplexed as to why Titus suddenly turned red and then… Spurted blood out his nose. “ Uh…are you alright…?” Little did she know…
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2012 8:01 pm
So much suffering...so much. It was very apparent Titus was going to bleed to death if he stuck around. With a hand pressed to his nose he waved off her question and made a hasty exit toward the demon dorms like a bat out of hell.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 10:09 am
Hel just stared after the retreating and bleeding demon, befuddled, as she held her broken bra in her hands.
Huh.
She didn’t even lay a finger on him and he was running away from her and bleeding! Hel then stared down at her bra. All because of this? Huh. She snorted in amusement, before her expression fell. Her favorite bra. QQ.
She’d have to find something to do with it…
Oh well. Thing happened. Like her apparently getting along with Titus…
What was that about?
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