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 Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 9:20 pm
West somehow managed to furrow his brow and grin all at once in response to the ghoul's cackles. It was a fitting expression for a wrath demon to have on his face at all times, but even so, it shifted into a more pedestrian smirk soon enough. He sat down where she had indicated, laying his string next to him as he watched her thigh her make an S with hers. He followed suit, then moved one end of his rope around back where she directed him to, picking the entirety of his project up and watching it fall apart once more. With a frown and an exasperated grunt, he tried again, getting his noose all the way up to the looping part without incident this time. The boil carefully attempted to lift the string again, just enough to wind it around itself, and when he was done with this most recent step, he held the loose ends in place as tightly as he could while he figured out what to do next.
Leaning forward so he could see what she was doing in more detail, West mimicked the tatzel passably, finishing the noose and holding it up for inspection. Even he could see it was rather loose, but instead of trying to fix it, he grabbed another string and made a second one. It was quite a bit better than the first, and the third was even better than that, so much so that once he had completed it, he grabbed the first two and unraveled them rather than leaving evidence of his failure.
With his first perfect—at least in his mind—noose sitting in front of him, West leaned back in his chair. "Int'restin' things they teach you in that town a'yours."
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Posted: Wed Jan 01, 2014 11:31 pm
Kekeke! It would only be until West decided to redo his first attempts that Levi would laugh at his expense again. Should have seen that coming. Nodding, Levi grabbed at West's prized noose, loosening the large loop as she stood, responding to his observation and heading towards the spookies. Weeeeeell, ya'learn this n' that from other folks. Don'tchu wrath types learn nothin' from one another? How ta fancy up them wears, I reckon. Or git them brows ta go so low? She left the question rhetorically in the air while concentrating on one of the dried spookie humans she'd picked up, lowering the noose over its head. The tatzel dangled the baked human by its hanging rope, feet tapping against the floor as Levi made her way over to the tree and tied the other end of the rope to a small branch.
The spot wasn't quite right. Something told the ghoul that this tree needed to be more of a centerpiece in the main living space of West's dorm room. Taking up the potted evergreen, Levi pranced towards the couch, gently placing the tree on the table in front. The spookie dangled and the ghoul felt a sense of JOYful appreciation at their collective handiwork, tail swaying side to side with approval. She placed both hands at her hips in triumph, looking back to West.Well, whaddaya think? She paused in thought, then decided this process of hanging needed to be a shared endeavor to truly make the occasion festive. The ghoul kneeled down by the table, wavering West over to her with a hand. Bring them spookies on over 'ere with tha rest'a them loops. C'mere n' do it with me, boil. We can both hang'em. Levi's tail curled around her legs, acting like a springy lift under her buttocks with her current enthusiasm. She was dang excited to see them all hung onto the spiky green tree- perhaps a little too excited. It's gonna be so Jack-danged Christmasy, Sandy Claws ain't never gonna see a better one made, I tell ya. Not even from them gnome-like fellars. As if the suited fellow was expected to see it somehow. Preparing the next hanging when West had settled down with her, Levi blurted out a random question on the subject of Christmas Town's representative. Think he's got white hairs on'him under that thar coat? I mean, that's a long beard he's got. Something about abundant facial/bodily hair had to gain a bit of recognition with Levi if her kin had anything to say about it. Perhaps he also had a fur-riddled form?
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 9:34 am
Feeling a certain measure of protectiveness over his fragile little noose, West rose to follow as Levi took it and looped it around one of the spookie's necks. What she had said was true, even if she had been joking—he had learned both how to dress and how to frown from his father, as useless as those lessons had been. He had picked up far more interesting skills since he had come to this school, both from his experiences here and the family that had been unofficially unwelcome in his childhood life, but was more than welcome now.
"Well, we don't learn how t'tie knots," he reiterated, watching as she bounced around his room. If his sudden smirk and the pleased glint in his eye were any indication, the effects of Christmas JOY were far from gone, pushing him to appreciate the tiny tree and its ornament with an unnatural fervor.
"It's... great," he said. "Real nice. An' I mean it. I'm not foolin' round or nothin'." The boil returned to the kitchen, piling the rest of the nooses on the spookie tray and bringing them out to her. He slowly sentenced his first sugary human to its death and hung it on another branch on the tree's opposite side, listening to Levi as he did so. When she posed her question about... Sandy Claws's body hair of all things, West broke out in a grin, bending over slightly as he laughed. "Yeah, I mean I... I'm sure he's all baggy'n s**t too." He squeezed his eyes shut, letting out another burst of mirth. "Why're y'makin' me think about this?" He swallowed, tightening another noose as he partially regained his composure. "'M sure he's properly fuzzy. Tatzel fuzzy, even. Gotta have somethin' goin' for him to be the leader of all them happy bastards." With his second spookie ready to be hung, West chose a spot for it and tucked it into the tree, fumbling to grab it again as the string caught on his fingers and he yanked it back out by accident, eyes wide. All right. He had to concentrate. The only casualties here would be Demi's stupid faces as Levi ground them to mush between her teeth.
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Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2014 5:43 pm
Yeah, reckon he's bound ta'- kekeke! I guess that's a good 'nuff reasonin'. The ghoul hadn't really thought of why she wanted to know either; one of the many curiosities that crossed the tatzel's mind now and then. Another being why Christmas folk would hang things from such a spiky tree when the spikes didn't hold properly. Like West, Levi had to continuously wriggle the string over the branch ends until the spookie settled in a sturdy enough spot. Yew stay right put, fellar! Ya' hear? Pointing a finger at the hanging human-shaped biscuit, Levi produced a strong glare before her features eased again and she went on to noose her next spookie.
Now fer Sandy ta'be fuzzy like my own? I don't know 'bout goin' that far. Would sure as sugar earn him tha'respect, that goes without sayin'. Levi raised a brow and looked straight at the wrath demon's face to ensure her eyes were meeting with his. Her wry smile would indicate that she fully expected a thought or two to be running through his head after hearing that from her. Levi had no shortage of pride in her kin. In that case, wonder if he's keepin' it clean. The tatzel's tail end flickered upward as if it had commentary on the subject of clean fur, listening despite its lack of ears. Might git right down n' dirty from time ta'time, but critter's gotta keep it clean, ya'know? She hung one spookie after another, only letting go of the one she had on hand once it seemed adequately situated on a limb. As she spoke on the subject of grooming, for a brief moment, Levi felt as fashion-conscientious as the boil beside her was. It was an almost existential experience; passed the moment she looked down at their varied attires.
Okay, grooming was one thing; fashion was another.
Her pantaloons suited her just fine.
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Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2014 10:40 am
West gave as good as he got, countering Levi's glare with one of his own. He was quite confident that he had long ago wrapped his head around the level of respect her family and townstatzels had for each other, even if he couldn't call forth a similar level of emotion with regard to most of his own kind. His ability to understand her feelings in no way hindered his desire to rib her a little.
"Well, I assume he would," the boil continued, turning to grab another spookie once she had changed the subject... slightly. It seemed the ghoul was still quite hung up on discussions of the jolly man's baggy, old physique and bodily upkeep, or lack thereof. "His kid's a regular minty delight," he muttered. Wait. Was Jingleberry even Sandy's son? West knew the ninja's mother was Mrs. Claws, but he couldn't recall if he'd ever heard mention of his father.
West shrugged slightly. "Unless his mom taught him how t'smell nice. She could be as shaggy as ol' Sandy." He tried to mask his smirk by reaching for another decoration, but he found no more spookies to hide his mirth behind. "Or even as fuzzy as you." He grinned and inched away under the guise of viewing the tree from another angle. Without any more spookies to apply, the demon was at a loss. "It's done, right? We jus' look at it now?" Despite his question, he didn't seem at all opposed to the idea of sitting in a dim dorm room, staring at a tree. JOY was a strange and interesting thing.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 2:16 pm
Minty? She just nearly recalled something about there being a fellow with such a scent, but any name escaped her at the moment. The ghoul hadn't successfully connected the dots between their previous christmas' missing person search and Sandy's kin. What perked Levi's ears more, as she hung the last of the gingerbread spookies in her hand, was West's following observations of the mentioned scent. Delight. Nice. One of her ears flattened and she leaned towards West, whispering as if someone could have been listening in. It was for his consideration rather than hers; Levi's possible logic behind this unconscious action. So ya'like that sorta'thing, eh? Sharp n' minty smellin'.
Not that the tatzel didn't think it was unpleasant. Rather, the smell of fresh pine and menthols was like sweet candy corn gravy to her right now as she overlooked their decorated tree. Yeah, it's cozy just lookin', I guess.Levi brought her knees up and sat on her calves, wriggling on the couch till she and her tail were in a comfortable setting. This apparently meant her head was situated directly on West's shoulder, eyes stuck on the tree like it was a magnetic force pulling her to look at it dreamily- she even sighed with absolute contentment. The tatzel was without a worry in the world. Nothing would have topped off their accomplishment right now, at this blissful moment, better than a hot cup of mint-
Aye, let's find some wee christmas gnomes! Her spine went straight, causing the couch to bounce a bit, and the ghoul suddenly beamed at West like she'd had an epiphany. Balling both hands on her knees, Levi continued stating her case, tail whipping up into a swirl while she went through her though process. Them fellers 're bound ta'have some minty sticks, right? How's 'bout we wrangle a few n' fix us up some minty chocolate drinks then, eh? Somethin' warm, somethin' sweet, n' somethin' minty … don't that sound good? By the time she'd finished, Levi was practically leaning over West with her whole body. The thick tendril of her tail stabilizing her earnest physical self in its current position, calves still placing her weight on the couch rather than on West himself despite her coming fairly close to doing so. C'mon, let's do'it! He hadn't shown her a sign of "no" in the split second she gave him to ponder the proposition, which ultimately meant the wrath demon had no objection. Levi's hand tugged at West's to get him to his feet just as soon as she was on hers, the balls of her feet already tapping against the floor towards the doorway where her boots were.
The ghoul was all grins.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 5:21 pm
West continued to watch their little tree, as if it might do more than sit there smelling of a curious mix of freshly baked spookies and the middle of an exotic forest. He probably would have stayed there indefinitely, at least until he grew too hungry or tired for the JOY to keep its hold, but Levi's next series of actions turned any possibility of continuing his leisurely viewing on its ear for the time being. He shifted a bit further into his seat as she whispered in his ear then rested her head on his shoulder, but his moment of surprised, silent contemplation was short lived. She was soon up again, demanding... gnomes? Oh, Christmas gnomes. Those pointy-eared little freaks were only slightly less annoying than their Halloween cousins. While he didn't have the fondest memories of obtaining the chocolately drink she seemed so set on, he did actually enjoy consuming it, so he made a point to nod slightly as the ghoul rambled, though he doubted she noticed.
"They make it wit' mint?" was all he managed before she was pulling him to his feet and toward the door. He had to admit it sounded nice, drinking a minty drink and looking at their tree, but he couldn't see how going outside to obtain these flavored sticks from a bunch of cheeky Christmas gnomes would be anything less than a massive pain in the a**. Unless...
"Calm down, I'm comin'," he said with a airy chuckle, rummaging in his closet for a pair of boots suitable for stomping around in the snow. The way he saw it, there was a distinct possibility that the wandering winter gnomes wouldn't be so keen on giving up much of anything to a couple of Amityville students, and any resistance on their part would just give him a reason to do a little a** kicking. Win-win.
Once he'd slid his boots on, West continued past Levi and pulled at the door, holding it open so she could bounce through first. "After you." He very nearly added Princess, but in trying to deliberately hold it back, he gave her a wide grin instead.
"Merry Christmas, Levi."
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 10:59 pm
Bounce through the door she did. Levi took West's queue, spinning on her heels to eagerly watch him close the door behind them. Still tugging on a sleeve to her jacket, the tatzel mirrored the demon's measure of grin when it was offered, finally feeding the limb through it's proper place. The wrath demon's sentiment would wash over Levi, oddly calming the ghoul like he'd just uttered spell-casting words. So too did they produce a reaction as if by a spell; a joyful spell.
Levi popped up onto her toes, placing a peck on the demon's right cheek, her tail immediately entwining with his once her heels touched ground again and her cackle ceased. Merry Christmas ta'yew, Westus. No dangling plant arrangement was even necessary.
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