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 Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:56 pm
Mitsu's tail went back between her legs as Riyo pointed out her scratched up mask, along with the bites and scratches on her leg and hand. "Y-yeah, I guess so. C-cats don't like me much." And she was worried it would be the same with the feline. It seemed to be a cat and dog relationship though Mitsu was often on the receiving end of embarrassment and injury. Wasn't it supposed to be the other way around?
Fingers lightly touching the scratches that now ran along the face of her mask, Mitsu was glad it wasn't her actual face. Judging by how deep the cuts were she would have been hurt pretty badly.
Watching Demi search for towels Mitsu slowly started to calm after the ordeal. That had been a heck of an event to happen. She was still interest in the club though, especially hiking. Being outside sounded fun and maybe being in fitness would make her stronger and able to fend off cannon kitties without injury.
Eyes drifting back to the reaper with the guitar, Mitsu seemed to be eying the instrument curiously. It was such an oddly shaped instrument, but it was certainly eye catching. Maybe the reaper was in music class? Mitsu liked to play the piano and she hoped to join the class at some point. Maybe she would hear the reaper play his guitar then. She liked the sound of a guitar, at least if it was played right.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 4:57 pm
"Huh? Oh, yeah, I borrowed it from a girl named Lizzy," Roch said, looking up at both boils. "This tag thing is keeping me from summoning mine, so she said I could borrow it until I got rid of the tag." And clearly he was taking that responsibility more seriously than he was the responsibility of taking care of himself, by the scars covering his face. "It's okay, screechcake," he whispered, gently petting the guitar.
"I was going to tell you about it, but then uh... stuff happened," he added with a shrug. "So they were after food or something?" he asked Demi. "That explains a lot."
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 5:37 pm
Demi's head tilted to the side at the odd name Roch was calling the guitar. He had to wonder if it was its real name or what he was going to call it. Given the way he was doting on it, Damien was sure he was going to ask it out for lunch and try to touch under its fretboard. "Is that so? what do you call your normal guitar?" he asked him, keeping just a few feet away from the boil before he tried to stick anything into it "Food, protection, for the fun of it, who knows man." he said with a scowl on his face, already wanting to forget what happened.
he went back under the table and pulled out a few sets, probably there for any wet events that Christof was planning for the ghouls that were interested. He went around to them all passing around a towel to cleans the blood off their bodies before taking one for his own use. "I hope that you all could direct all cannon cat questions to our club leader, when she gets back that is."
He was starting to wonder if she was ok with Jericho,
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 5:40 pm
Riyo stared at the vertically disinclined wolf ghoul silently for a moment, as if trying to see right through that mask. "Why do you wear that?" It was an honest question that held no malice, even though the canine had poked at some sore spots moments prior. It was obvious now she had no cruel intent.
Oh, right. Riyo had almost forgotten what she was doing there. "... Are all the activities as strenuous as chasing cannon cats all over creation?" she figured that question wouldn't fall under the cannon cat category.
That was what she really wanted to know, considering she was completely worn out.
Graciously taking one of the towels, the feline started to wipe the blood from her face, and futilely tried to remove some of the fur.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 5:59 pm
Taking one of the towels provided Mitsu began to clean up a little before Riyo's questions graced her ears. Her ears fell back a little as she turned toward the feline, towel held close. The wolf didn't really like to talk about it, her cutesy face was her largest insecurity.
Looking at Shun briefly she wondered if he would say anything if she lied about it. "J...just ugly..." She said softly hoping the feline had been too distracted with her own cannon cats to notice when Mitsu had taken off her mask. It seemed to be the only way she was going to rid herself of the kitty that had clung to it.
Though, that piercing gaze that Riyo had was unnerving. Like she was trying to look right through the mask covering her face.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 6:00 pm
Christof had been busy cleaning up any traces the cannon cats had left, tidying knocked over boxes and straightening chairs and stomping out paw prints in the mud he knew his Mistress would pick up on immediately, when he spotted Demi suddenly reaching into HIS supplies!
He dropped everything, rushing over towards the canine boil to stop him before noting that they were all generally just... doing more clean up. His eyes narrowed even so, but he lowered his fists and sidled beside the table to make sure no one else felt compelled to 'help themselves'. There would be none of that with an Igor about.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 6:22 pm
"You mean Desiree?" Roch asked, pulling his pick out of his pocket and playing just a little to double, double check that she was okay. "Desiree has a different tone, it's... more.... sharp. A little like lightning. This is sweet, though. She's got a real pretty voice, don't you think?"
He glanced over at the patchwork boil, things clicking in his mind. "Hey, are you the patchwork igor? The one that can play a concertina?" he asked. He had the towel Demi had given him hanging over his shoulder, and hadn't bothered to do more than blot at his face once since he got it.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 6:36 pm
Damien gave Riyo a thoughtful look over her question, rolling it around in his mind since it did involves the words 'Cannon cat'. It was slowly turning into a taboo word with him now as he frowned at the thought of it. "Physically strenuous, yes our activities are somewhat as streneous, but not as mentally strenuous." he told her before pausing. "However its not as mentally strenuous, no fighting for your lives to not become student chew toys." At least he hoped so, but he didn't think he had to tell them that bit.
He did give Mitsu a pout as she started talking badly of herself. He never really enjoyed when someone put themselves down, it just didn't feel right to the hound as he waggled his finger in front of her to stop her from continuing. "Ah ah ah, I'm sure you've got a great face under that mask Mitsu, so I won't hear any of that." he reprimand her gently before going back to wiping up more blood off himself, feeling quite glad that there wasn't a bloodsucker nearby.
"So, Desiree eh? sounds like a pretty name, you need to introduce me to her one day Roch." He told Roch while he fiddled with a few chords on his temporary replacement for Desiree, he did seem like a natural with the instrument from the hounds eyes and ears. There wasn't the overbearing need for him to shy away from any disconcert notes and howl in pain as the Boil finished checking the tuning on her. "Its not bad at all, mr magic fingers." he told him jokingly as he threw the towel he was using at the musican's head.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 7:06 pm
Mitsu's ears perked in alarm when she suddenly found a finger waggling in her face. Following it to the source Mitsu found it was Demi lightly scolding her for talking negatively about herself. Ears immediately falling back, which seemed to be the only indication of her mood outside of her stance, Mitsu began to fidget with the towel not sure what to say. She had been made fun of for so long on how she looked but the students at this school were so....different.
Turning to the patchwork who seemed busy tidying up Mitsu carefully folded the towel she had been given and headed back over to the booth with it. "D-Do you need help?" She asked in a stutter not sure if she could help out or not. He seemed to be trying to rid the ground of even the paw prints...should she be doing that? Was it necessary to rid every scrap of evidence from existence? Apparently because the igor was being rather thorough.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 7:07 pm
Ugly, huh? Riyo wasn't so sure. Most of the time, ugly was praised in Halloween town. "I don't believe that..." Though, her face softened. She didn't plan on prying further. The ghoul's business was hers alone, and if she chose not to share, then there was nothing the feline could do about it. She had her own secrets, after all. And nothing in the world could make her spill them.
Leaning backward as the patchwork practically appeared out of nowhere with threatening looks, Riyo held back a cringe and casually looked back up towards Demi. The fact that there was a lack of mental exercise disappointed her slightly, since she loved learning new things, but necessity should come before leisure... And she definitely needed to be in better shape if she was going to keep up with these... People.
"It's a relief to know that." Being chewed on by an enraged flock of cats, no matter how adorable, was not a pleasurable experience. Oh, well would you look at that. She already learned something new. Though it should've been obvious.
"Mitsu, was it?" She asked softly, hands retreating to her pockets. "What do you think of this school, if you don't mind me asking."
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 7:09 pm
Riley hopped back over to her booth, set her two boxes down carefully on the ground, and then plucked the photo album and papers off of the booth table. She set those onto the ground beside her boxes, and made sure nothing else was on the booth. Then she turned, and gave the occupants of the area a quick and cheerful gaze, before her tentacles slid underneath the booth and plucked the wooden contraption up off the ground.
She flipped it high, so that it twirled once in the air and landed a few feet behind everyone in the field.
I'm back! I won nyancat creatures. She purred innocently.
As if she hadn't just flipped an entire booth over.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 7:36 pm
Well....Mitsu would have helped clean up the booth. Would have been happy to help organize....but as soon as Riley returned the booth suddenly vanished off into the distance. The wolf girl seemed rather confused at first, her head tilting to the side staring at where the booth once resided as if trying to figure out what happened. And the mindflayer, she spoke as if she hadn't just thrown the table like it was a rag doll.
Ears twitching Mitsu just barely caught Riyo's question, looking over her shoulder at the girl. "Y..yes it's Mitsu." The lupine nodded. "I..I like it here." She stuttered though she didn't have much else to offer. The wolf girl was still rather new after all.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 8:00 pm
Roch stopped playing, having wiped his face off again with the towel that Demi tossed at him, and stared blankly as Riley tossed the booth like a champ.
Then he let out a cheer. "YEAH! That was awesome! Man, I REALLY don't wanna get you angry!" Obviously the teenager was far more impressed than he probably should have been. "Sign me up for this club!" He headed for the jar on the ground to toss his name in, as well.
Roch is signing up for the Fitness raffle!
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 8:13 pm
Riley blinked at Roch, and her eyes crescented upwards brightly. I'm glad you approve. The booth that is giving away the edible creatures keeps making us flip over tables. I've won that game twice, so clearly it was only right to do so in my own booth.
This logic was flawless to Riley's sugar-riddled head.
She took a few long steps over to where the booth, which was teetering dangerously on the brink of collapse, lay on it's side. With only her tentacles, she carefully wrapped the more stable parts of the booth up, and lifted it back over to it's original spot. There she settled it down, and returned to the process of arranging the contents on top of the table. She settled her two nyancat boxes underneath the booth, making sure that it stayed clear of any of the other boxes, before returning to officially man the booth herself.
So. What have I missed?
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 9:02 pm
After taking the towel, Shun overheard Mitsu and Riyo's mini conversation. His eyes narrowed somewhat as he looked towards the wolf girl.
"You aren't ugly," he said firmly. Seriously, where had she gotten that idea from? Shaking his head to himself, he placed the towel over his arm to wipe up the blood. At least he had stopped bleeding but he would probably need to clean it and bandage it further later on. The towel would do for now.
The reaper then raised an eyebrow at Roch, who mentioned the guitar belonged to Lizzy. He did recall her wanting to play with him some time, though that wasn't quite his thing. Not with people he barely knew in any case.
Then, hearing quite the ruckus, Shun quickly moved back and away from the booth as the mindflayer returned... having flipped it.
"Riley!" called out the dragon behind her. Jericho had been trying to catch up with her. It was too late though... she already flipped the damn booth. Letting out a sigh, he still felt fidgety thanks to her sugar high. Jericho shot a glance towards Demi and Christof, hoping they managed to fetch the brains. She was likely going to crash hard sooner or later.
"Your cat army came by," Shun said rather nonchalantly.
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