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 Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 2:31 pm
The boil exhaled in relief, displacing the hair that covered his forehead for a second. Oh, thank Jack. He could stop now. It wasn't that he was incapable of being polite, in fact, he rather enjoyed it on a normal day, but between Hel's special ability to make him feel very, very uncomfortable, and the guilty feeling that he owed her something this whole time, well...
Hm.
There it was, wasn't it?
He didn't owe Hel chivalrous behavior, he didn't even owe her a Reaper Ride, he owed her three sandwiches, among many other types of food, apparently. Bren swallowed as she finished her order, wondering what he could possibly get for himself that wouldn't bankrupt him.
"Tea. Black," he finally said, peering into one of his many little bags for the requisite number of seeds. "No, wait. Scratch that. Just all the..." He looked at Hel briefly for the clerk's benefit, indicating that the order still consisted of her food, then quietly upended his purse on the counter before moving along to pick up one of Hel's trays.Lucyal he will not stoop to selling jewelry for food. or his innocence
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 6:07 pm
“Aww, you not getting anything?” Hel asked, though the grin she had indicated that she knew she had just wiped him clean of any seeds on hand. She should have felt bad. She didn’t. She picked up her other trays, and then just went ahead and claimed a booth near a window. She dropped the trays onto the table, and slid into a booth. “Here.” She pushed one of the plates to the other side, one that contained a sandwich and a bag of chips. “You can have that. Sharing is caring or some bull s**t like that.” She grinned over at him. “But I will not let you have the hot chocolate…I will share it with you though~” Smerdle Bren a pretty face like yours would fetch a lot
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Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2013 7:02 pm
"I... no." Brenley sat down opposite her, hesitating to take the food she offered, even though he had been the one to pay for it. When he finally did decide to accept her charity, he pulled the plate close as if she might take it back at any moment. He relaxed somewhat once he'd had a bite, leaning back in his seat and looking around as he chewed.
"This is good food. An excellent choice. I hope it makes up for your, um, paralysis? And hiccups. And numb mouth." If there was one thing he had learned today, it was that he would never again ask someone else to assist in potentially dangerous research. At least not someone hiding in a bush from a chicken. "And you can have all of the hot chocolate," he added. "If you can even finish it." He was very curious to see if she would be able to pack away even half of what she'd ordered.Lucyal brenley uses pride distraction
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Posted: Sun Jan 05, 2014 1:06 am
Hel just grinned as Bren took the tray and she pulled one of the sandwich and chip combos over to her and wasted no time in taking a big bite out of it. “I know, ya!?” She replied, with her mouth full of food, because she was a classy ghoul like that. She then just waved a hand dismissively in regards to the whole leaf taste testing thing. Things turned out fine in the end, so she really had nothing to be pissed about…plus she was eating now, so it was all good. Hel swallowed what she had in her mouth, and then laughed loudly as Bren challenged whether she’d be capable of finishing all this food. She just laughed, and then gave him a smile. “So how is Amity for you so far?” The reaper asked as she then opened the bag of chips and stuffed them into her sandwich.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 1:36 pm
He supposed he had his answer then. Bren smirked and shook his head as he continued eating, taking smallish bites and keeping his sandwich and chips much more... separate than Hel had.
"Amityville is..."
He would have mentioned the Tear first, as it was the most thrilling thing that had happened to him... ever, but she had been there as well and seemed remarkably unfazed by it. He didn't want to come across quite as painfully unworldly as he was, but ended up doing so anyway as he continued to reply. "It's been... um... educational? My mother was the only one who taught me anything academic before I arrived. No proms or trips to the human world, just penpals and books." Only appearing to realize how stupid that sounded after he said it, Brenley shoved a chip into his mouth and sat back again as his smile faltered.
"It's good. How do you like it?" he asked quickly.Lucyal the plague has had me in its clutches but i think i see the end of the snot sewer
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Posted: Tue Jan 21, 2014 3:15 am
Now Hel’s sandwich bites were accompanied by crunching as she tore into her potato-chip infested sandwich. She munched away while she listened to Bren, making some faces here and there. No joke about Bren sounding unworldly…actually, Bren’s school experience thus far sounded pretty… boring. The reaper swallowed what she was chewing. “Well, educational is okay I suppose…but have you done anything else exciting and dangerous?” She questioned, leaning forward and grinning. As the question turned back on her though, Hel leaned back. “AWESOME!” She exclaimed. “I would not be the reaper I am right now without it! But it is also coming to an end for me.” The reaper informed him. “I am ready to graduate, I am just waiting for the exam to become available.” Smerdle Aww I'm sorry, Smerd! I'm really glad you're doing better though! <3
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 10:26 am
Exciting. Dangerous. At school?
Brenley thought of the mysterious portal he'd found that led to that strange desert expanse and what felt like his near-fatal experiences in the house cup. Maybe he hadn't given himself enough credit. Today had proven quite harrowing as well, at least in his opinion.
Struck by her vehemence, Bren sat up a bit straighter and nodded. "It's good to hear our school is... awesome. Maybe I have time to do a few exciting and dangerous things before I leave." He didn't really smile, but his voice was tinged with amusement. "I didn't know you had almost graduated though." So, he hadn't nearly killed a Hob, he'd nearly killed an actual adult. He chewed and swallowed more sandwich, coughing faintly into his hand.
"Do you think you'll still stop by school once you've taken the test?" Even though he hadn't truly spoken with Hel before today, he found he quite enjoyed it, even if it cost him dearly monetarily. It would be a shame to never see her again.
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 8:02 pm
Hel grinned. “ Make time.” She stated firmly, and then laughed. “But hey…I think a lot of it will just happen, especially when you are least expecting it.” The reaper nodded her head as he spoke about not knowing she was soon to be graduated, and then paused and stared at him. … “ Awwwwwwwww!” Hel dropped her sandwich on the plate in favor of reaching across the table and pinching Bren’s cheeks with her potato-chip oily fingers. “That is so sweet! Inquiring about me coming back!” She stretched his cheeks out and then smooshed them before she let go and sat back in her seat. “Ya. Definitely.” She replied with a nod. “My boilfriend is here, still, and a handful of friends, like you, as well! Plus I imagine my job as a Trick or Treater will have me coming around…” Hel paused. “Something else possibly in Town as well…but ah!” She waved a hand dismissively. “Ya. I will be around.” Smerdle In case you haven't looked yet, Smerd, there are some Scarentines for your boys from Hel in the thread in the After School Special forum : DDD
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 8:30 pm
If there was one thing Brenley hadn't anticipated, it was a load of greasy chip fingers to the face. He might have whimpered as they glided across his cheeks and he definitely pulled away and frowned, but when he heard her so casually call him a friend soon after, the boil momentarily forgot about the slimy assault. He looked confused for a second, his brows rising as a wiggly little smile lifted his lips. The expression was gone again as quickly as it had appeared, deliberately smoothed away as he picked up a napkin and used it to wipe some of the condensation off of Hel's cup. He had never met a Trick-or-Treater before, but from what he knew of them, she would probably fit right in.
"That's... good," he said. It seemed everything was good today. He really needed a new positive adjective. "No reason to get all..." Bren dragged the napkin across his face, putting more pressure behind the action than was probably necessary. He hadn't missed what she'd said about things at Amityville just... happening, but since he wasn't sure how he felt about that, he didn't comment on the matter.
In the end, he didn't spend much time cleaning the oil off of his skin, just enough to make a point. "But I'm glad." He didn't look it at first, but his small smile returned as he glanced at her food. "So, how much more do you have?" He had a sudden urge to do something sciencey, even though he knew anything else he could learn this afternoon wouldn't get him to graduation any quicker.Lucyal i diiiiiiid XD eeeeeee you will be getting some in return soon... oh yes... you will emotion_dowant
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 11:04 pm
Hel just grinned as Bren made it a point to show that he didn’t appreciate his face getting smeared with potato oil. Her grin promised him one thing though: he was going to need to get used to it. She laughed. “Ya! Partings are not forever after all~!” Hel then picked up her sandwich and resumed eating, though at a quicker pace now until she pretty much gobbled down what was left of the sandwich. She then downed her fountain drink, and then picked up her other sandwich. “Left? Ah, nothing. Nothing but the final exam. I have fulfilled all my requirements and then some already. Or…were you talking about the food…?” Hel blinked and looked down, still needing to work through a pastry, a bowl of soup, and a hot chocolate. “Oh, those will be gone soon enough as well, I assure you.” She grinned. “So. Favorite memory at Amityville thus far?” Smerdle Yaaay : D I look forward to it <3
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Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2014 8:16 am
"Yes, the... um... oh," he replied eloquently, caught off guard by her question. Favorite memory? Well, there was his most recent—the house cup—but gasping through the majority of the events wasn't really something he even wanted to admit to, let alone reminisce about in the future. There had also been that involuntary excursion to the land of mist where he'd met Hel in the first place. It had taught him a lot about himself, but favorite wasn't a descriptor he would apply to it either. That left...
"Prom? I guess?" At the time it had been nervewracking beyond belief. Looking back on it now it seemed bathed in the faintly rosy glow of nostalgia. Nostalgia and embarrassment. "Maybe," he added. "What's yours?"Lucyal there is no excuse for my lack of tagging and i am sorry :B
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 1:08 am
While Bren thought about that…Hel inhaled the rest of her food. She really knew how to put good food away. “Oooh~? Prom?” Hel’s lips curled up in a way all too suggestive smile. “Did you suck face with some ghoul? Get lucky?” She then waggled her brows, teasing the poor reaper like she had been doing all day, and then hummed, giving some serious thought to his question. Her favorite thing at Amityville thus far…that was hard. She’d been here a long time, so there were honestly a lot of good things vying for first… “Aw, jeepers, there are a lot!” Hel exclaimed, puffing out her cheeks briefly fore blowing some of her bangs out of her face. “You will have this trouble too I am certain when you are at the end of your third year status…trust me there are a lot, but I will say one of my favorites was when my boilfriend told me I should not change who I am.” Hel nodded her head firmly, and smiled widely. “Alright, I am finished!” She gestured to the empty trays, and then looked smug, since Bren had doubted her awesome power. “Are you finished?”
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2014 8:19 am
He had thought himself long since pushed past moderate and into monumental realms of discomfort already today, but no, he had been wrong. This was discomfort.
"No! I..." Bren took a breath, forcing himself not to overreact once he realized she had finished her meal. Good. That had been what he'd wanted, hadn't it? If she was done they could leave this place and there would be no more talk of him engaging in untoward behavior with his female friends. All he'd done was danced. Danced! He narrowed his eyes and thought the truth at Hel as hard as he could, hoping he might change her interpretation of the evening without actually bringing it up again.
At least she had shared a memory of her own in turn. He nodded at her recollection, storing it away for later. It was interesting information, but nothing she needed to elaborate on right now. No, this revelation would mean more to him once he'd had time to mull it over. Right now, it was enough to know that this confident ghoul had ever needed reassurance about anything to do with who she was.
"Yes," he replied, a sliver of his usual composure returning. It was as if this outing had opened him up in a way, and now, seeing its possible conclusion, his emotional lockbox was closing again. "I'll admit that was impressive," he said, chuckling as he reached for her tray. "Should we go, then?"
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