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 Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 3:23 pm
Two mouths. A ghoul with TWO MOUTHS!
The pout split into a wide, toothy grin. "You have two mouths?! Let me see!" TG was already moving to walk behind her and looking up at the back of her head.
"You must get all the boils excited." What with having two mouths and all.
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Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 3:51 pm
This was not the first time a boil had gotten excited over the fact that she had two mouths. To a boil it sounded amazing, to Junko it was Hell. And not even the good Hell. The ghoul sighed and nodded, lifting TG with her hair again as she had earlier and parting her hair to reveal The Mistress' mouth. The Mistress gave a large, toothy grin. "Oh yes, the boils get very excited. Would you like a demonstration~?"
"Stop that." Junko set TG back down in his little carriage and fixed her hair. "It's not as exciting as you think. The Mistress bites. Hard."
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Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 3:55 pm
TG was nodding at The Mistress for such a demonstration before Junko set him back into his carriage. Still grinning, he ignored Junko's clear dislike for The Mistress and continued on with a stream of dirty thoughts. Needless to say, TG's mind lived in the gutter. It owned a nice little villa there.
"Ohhhhh? So what boil got bit for you to know that?" TG set his elbows on the armrest of his carriage and set his head in his hands to look up at her. Dirty, dirty Junko. He knew your wild nature now.
"Maybe she's just hungry for a real man?" And TG had a suggestion already lined up.
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Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 3:58 pm
"No boil was bitten. She bites anything that comes near my head, even me." Junko rolled her eyes. This boil. Seriously. "And you think you could be that man?" It was a serious effort to not laugh.
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Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 4:14 pm
TG smiled. "I don't think. I know." He leaned in his carriage. "I've tamed a few ghouls in my time. I bet I could make your Mistress there beg more than she bites." He then looked at Junko.
"If it wasn't a boils she bit, was it a ghoul?" Again, TG was thinking up a nice fantasy involving Junko and Riley that involve a mud pit and bikinis.
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Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 4:39 pm
Right. He knew everything. Totally. Junko sighed and shook her head. "No, TG. I already told you, she bites anything."
She stopped in front of the demon dorms, gesturing for TG to lead the way. "Let's go get the rest of your fabric first, then we'll drop it off at my room."
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Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2013 7:49 pm
TG was on the ground floor due to steps being his enemy. Hoping down off of his carriage, he walked along the Cycorgi who already knew where to go and rushed off before standing in front of the door. Hoping onto the carriage, TG unlocked his room and jumped off just as his minipet rushed in. A flurry of feathers and squawking sounded as a exotic cocktrice fluttered at the arrival of the energetic Cycorgi and flew up onto a high, ornate perch.
"Hey. Leave Annabel alone." He huffed at the dog and then went over and unhitched the minipet from the carriage.
The first thing Junko would notice was the heat. A fireplace was on a full roar and the room was sweltering hot. The poor Cycorgi was already panting, but seemed just as happy as ever as if nothing could dampen it's spirits. The room was decorated in deep reds, dark woods, and various metals as accenting. Everything was enchanted to be fireproof. The large bed crowded with pillows, the dresser, and various other places in the room all had small steps to reach the top. Most everything wasn't designed to be scaled down - as TG didn't believe he should live smaller but bigger. Even the computer screen had several large monitors above the desk.
Taking off his coat, TG went over to pet Annabel, showing her a great deal more affection than he did the Cycorgi, and then went over to gather the materials. "Sit anywhere." He told her.
Under the coat, TG wore a simple dress shirt, and a pair of small, red, bat-like wings stuck out from his back.
Going up some steps, he yanked on a dresser drawer and started to pull out some parcels.
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Posted: Sat Mar 23, 2013 5:54 am
The rush of hot air startled the ghoul at first. She gasped, just staring into the room before she finally followed TG into the room. The ghoul had on at least three layers of clothes, and that wasn't including her layers of skirts and her stockings. Note to self, dress lightly when visiting TG...that or make him come to her. How could these minipets live here? It..it was too hot! She fidgeted a bit in the uncomfortable heat, tugging at the neck of her kimono to get a bit of airflow. Ugh. Junko sighed and tugged some more at the front, parting it just a bit; it wasn't enough for TG to see anything no matter how hard he tried. When invited to sit she nodded, taking a seat on his desk chair. "Is it always like this in here?" No wonder he felt cold outside! This explained why he wanted such a heavy coat. That poor Cycorgi...clearly there was favoritism here. She reached down and made some cooing noises to get the minipet's attention, snapping her fingers a little bit. Come here, sweetie. Junko will love you. "Do you know your own measurements or can I get them from you when we get to my dorm?" She always had her tape measure on her but she didn't want to spend more room in here than she needed to. It was too damn hot!
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Posted: Sat Mar 23, 2013 8:51 am
All the parcels dropped in a pile on the ground, TG shut the dresser and started to walk down the steps. "Of course. I'm a fire imp, and grew up in a much warmer area than this freezing place. Other fire creatures have a fire on them or inside of them to keep them at a constant temperature. I don't." He informed her, picking up the wrapped parcels of clothes and setting them beside her once by one, having to make three trips as he couldn't carry much without being overwhelmed.
The Cycorgi had already rushed over, butt wiggling and rubbing it's face against Junko's legs for pets and attention.
"Here are my previous tailor's notes." He said, handing off a slip of paper. Unfortunately for Junko, it had numbers but didn't state for what as it was quickly scrawled in some other tongue.
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Posted: Sat Mar 23, 2013 8:33 pm
Oh he was a fire imp. That made some sense, but it didn't mean the room was any less uncomfortable for her. Junko picked up one of the parcels and opened it enough to check what was inside. She looked pleased by what she saw and felt. It wasn't often that Junko got a chance to work with this stuff, only when her friends were kind enough to give her the more expensive fabrics, so to have these was kind of amazing.
The packages were closed up again when she felt the Cycorgi at her feet, picking it up and snuggling it to her chest. "Whosagoodboy? You are! Yesyouare~!" She whispered excitedly to the minipet, scratching behind its ears and reaching for the paper she was being handed.
......Nope.
Junko looked as confused as she felt. Maybe even more than that. "I..see. Well, it might be safest for me to take some new measurements juuuust in case maybe you've grown in some way since seeing this last tailor, hm?" A polite way to put it.
She couldn't read this s**t.
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Posted: Sat Mar 23, 2013 8:41 pm
TG actually took it as a compliment that anyone even bothered to consider that despite being short, he was still growing. Other people in the school seemed to think that since he'd always be shorter than them, that even giving a second to address he'd grow a little and that was just as important as anyone else growing was not even done. His tail curled at the idea of growing more. A centimeter would be an amazing thing to look forward to.
"Alright then. To your room then." He regarded the Cycorgi getting cuddled, and debated just giving a mutt away. Then again, the pet was being useful in carrying his stuff so he decided not to.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 6:10 pm
Junko didn't realize how well she'd done just then to imply the measurements could be wrong because of TG growing. She was still petting the cycorgi when TG agreed her idea was a good one, smiling and setting the minipet down on the ground again so she could pick up the parcels. "Okay! Let's head out, then." She kind of hoped he would bring the cycorgi to cart along what she couldn't carry on her own, plus he would be a nice playmate for Sayuri. And she also didn't want to just...leave the cycorgi in this sauna of a room.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 7:06 pm
TG did bring the Cycorgi only because Junko was a monster, meaning she did not live in the normal dorms but belonged ALL THE WAY over to the monster dorms. Even a trip across campus was unbearable for someone as short as the imp, and he hitched the Cycorgi back on the wagon before leading him out.
Stepping in, he took the reigns and started to follow the ghoul. Any parcels that Junko weren't carrying were in the back of the carriage.
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 8:43 pm
Or maybe it's the Monster dorms that are normal, TG.
She may have been in a hurry to get to her room, or maybe to just get away from TG's.
It was definitely to get away from TG's room.
When they finally arrived, Junko had no trouble getting through the halls to her room. The buildings were a maze but not to those who knew where to go.
Unlike TG's room, Junko's was a normal temperature. It wasn't too cold, it wasn't too hot. It was normal. The colors were bright, a large window looking out into the forest behind the dorm. To one side of the room there was a pen where her minipets were all playing, or sleeping, or in Sayuri's case running around in circles yapping excitedly over mommy being home. There was a closet, a large wardrobe, and a large shelving unit with cubbies full of fabrics and materials for sewing. There were also three dress forms covered with dresses, papers and designs pinned to spaces not covered with some kind of fabric. One entire wall was covered with various projects, seemingly unorganized to the untrained eye. Everything here had a purpose.
Other than that the room was average. A bed low to the floor, a table, books, food..it was a bedroom.
"Make yourself at home. Your cycorgi can play with the others while we're here, if it likes." Junko said with a smile, putting the packages down on the table and walking away to grab her tape measure off a hook in the wall. "Will you be able to stand not wearing your coat just long enough for me to get your measurements?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 24, 2013 8:59 pm
When the Cycorgi was unhitched from the carriage, he already was out sniffing at the pen and was now investigating Sayuri, still a bundle of energy but not as crazy as he had been due to all the walking. It was a good day for the minipet due to all the walks, but it was also good for TG that he had a minipet that had a tolerant personality and plenty of energy to abuse.
The monster dorms were repugnant at best, and it made his skin crawl to be in the messy hallways that had hoof scuffs on the floors, claw-marks on the walls, various ooze here and there that had yet to be cleaned, and the wide, wild, crazy architecture of having to comply to various forms. Junko's room was refreshing from the outside, organized in some way, but still not as grand as the demon dorms. His fathers often said that you should keep a eye for prices when entering a space, because then you could tell if you were dealing with a fake acting rich or someone with actual assets. His eyes danced with price tags here and there, though some things like the dressing mannequins and more feminie decor items were lost on price to him. He could only gauge the value of chairs, fabrics, and various nick nacks, but not many other things. In general, Junko wasn't living in a cardboard box, but her assests weren't to the point where she could blow on every extravegance in terms of imported rugs and lavish curtains. Expected, of course, from a monster.
Overall, it was just a big room with no steps to anything, leaving him grounded where he was and not able to reach much anywhere. So he stayed where he was, and upon being asked, he nodded. "Yes. For a short time." He said, not at all pleased with the prospect. It was cold here.
Reaching up, he touched the soft, warm fur that lined his coat, and then worked the large, skull pin at front and started to un-button down. He hoped she could measure quickly. The moment he took the coat off, he shivered. Cold. So cold. His tail tucked in between his legs, and held his jacket to his chest but stood tall (if not a big rigid). Teeth clenched, he waited for her to tell him where to stand.
TG was, under the coat, average in most ways. He was a short boil, and was currently wearing a white, long-sleeved dress shirt. He wore a black belt of fine leather, black slacks, and dress shoes. Behind his back were a set of red, bat-like wings.
He glanced around the room to hope that there was a fireplace or heater somewhere, but saw nothing in the way of warmth. He'd just have to wait till he could put his jacket back on.
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