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 Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 1:02 pm
"That would be nice... and.. I'll try," Jericho said with another weak smile. He really wanted to know how this happened to him in the first place. Had he somehow caught it from the Christmas creatures? As far as he was aware, he hadn't had any contact with the hunters since the day they took the horsemen. Well, there was the more recent one, but by then he had already been afflicted. So that didn't count. Then again, it was very possible he had run into some hunters in disguise at some point. That thought made him anxious.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 1:16 pm
Now Barth was back to confusing him, and he new it wa beat to fugue out things now than being unclear later. "Well, you know I have no room to talk about the issue considering.." He glanced at Junko and back at Barth. "..my current status." Being claimed made It so that he couldn't demand that Barth only have one lover. "But if you don't want a harem, what do you want then? You like Lilith and me. Do you want a boilfriend and a ghoul friend or just one?" Barth had to be more clear. These lines to their relationship directly affected him.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 1:16 pm
Okay, they were totally having a moment, and if they kept having a moment they were going to end up luring Israfel over to spy on them from underneath a table with Freya in tow. So the moment needed to be averted somehow.
"Thanks." she answered, perking up with a smile of her own in turn, looking away from him after a moment to survey the room. It seemed that everything was in order, nothing smelled off to her. That was good, the less going on, the more at ease she could try to make the dragon.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 1:41 pm
"...Flexibility?" Barth hedged, "I don't know about...numerically. Just one seems sort of, you know, virtuous," he admitted, still fiddling with the coat buttons. "And I'm not. ...A very moral sort of being."
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 2:43 pm
When Shehk took a survey around the room, Jericho glanced around warily as well. His senses were pretty sharp overall; greater than that of a human's, but he relied on sight mostly still. After all, he had to have pretty good vision to be flying around and spotting prey on the ground. Or anything else. "Are you picking up on anything?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 3:08 pm
Unlike Jericho, Shehk's only good senses were her hearing and that nose of hers, so a visual look over really didn't tell her much more than it would have a human.
"No...." Shehk answered, ears flattening back for a moment, then straightening back up again, prompting the pricolici to scratch behind one of them. "Just looking. It seems like everybody is having a pretty good time."
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 4:28 pm
Letting out a sigh of relief, the dragon nodded before loosening himself up a bit. He had been tense a lot that night so his muscles were feeling a little tight. "Good to hear. At least they can enjoy themselves alright.." he murmured while looking over at the tables. Various pairs were chattering away. It didn't look like there was any conflict among them. At least from where he stood.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 4:50 pm
Shehk tilted her head to the side as she watched him for a moment, before she sighed. Part of her felt..guilty, somehow to see him keep tensing up.
"Is there anything I could do to help you enjoy yourself a little bit more? I know the situation isn't the most ideal, but really....you do deserve to relax a little bit and have a good time too, Jericho."
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 4:57 pm
Deacon, on top of fighting the very first anxiety attack of his entire life, was feeling increasingly threatened by the presence of the igor behind him. Even if the boil wasn't towering over him anymore, it didn't help to hear that crackling of his knuckles. The tabby's ears twitched, his eyes looking worriedly into Riyo's as if she might actually tell him if he was about to be forcefully removed.
In the back of his mind, he briefly wondered if his Fear would properly reconstruct his face for him if Christof broke it with that giant fist of his.
Was that panic welling up inside him, again? It certainly felt like it.
Before he could further freak the ******** out, Riyo grabbed him by the hand and lead him away from the middle of the... Oh. It hit him now. Yeah, he was totally in the middle of a public place being anything but badass. Damn.
He didn't have the energy to fret over that right now, but he filed the possibility of ridicule and blackmail away in with the other things he could scream about later. Like--
Oh Jack, Christof was still there.
Deacon sat in the chair he'd been led to, having a difficult time trying to figure out if he was supposed to be looking at Riyo or the boil giving him the evil eye over her shoulder. He finally decided on Riyo, though his fur bristled under the igor's glower, pathetically sniffling all the while.
"I didn't mean to hurt you," he tried to explain, talking fast in between his shallow gasps. At least he wasn't full out sobbing, for the moment anyway. "I mean... Tonight. Not that I meant to those other times... Well. When I first met you, I guess I meant to upset you, but now I take that back..."
If she caught most of it when he went on and on, it would be impressive.
"I'm sorry for calling you a c**t. I'm sorry for sneaking into your life. I'm sorry for stealing your secrets. I'm sorry for making you feel vulnerable. I'm sorry for lying to you. For stealing you phone number. For using it without your permission..."
It was likely that he apologized for things she never knew he was responsible for. Things he had only thought of doing. Things he almost did but decided against at the last minute for some reason or another. Even things she had blamed him for that he had actually had absolutely nothing to do with and how he really wanted to prove that he was sorry like she kept telling him to, but he couldn't do it with her constantly avoiding him and slamming doors in his face.
Well, the good news was that it looked like he'd stopped crying. Now he was just trembling and hyperventilating or something. He kept going until he choked on a gasp, his eyes fixed on hers, practically unblinking and growing ever more terrified.
"I-I need you, because... Because... I..."
His voice was suddenly much, much too timid to be coming out of his own mouth.
"Candlejack, tell him to stop staring at me before I get sick all over your nice shoes. ..... Pl-please?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 5:45 pm
"Hmm..."Jericho scratched his head at that question. He really didn't know what would help him out. It was so easy for him to get worked up. Too easy really. He really hated this affliction; it was making it really hard for him to enjoy much of anything as of late. "I don't think there's much that could be done unfortunately. Though.. I do owe Lizzy a dance.."
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 5:58 pm
Her ears drooped immediately at his answer, frowning. "I see......." It didn't sound like there was much that could be done....or that there wasn't anything she could do. Why did that make her stomach sink so much?
"Lizzy...?" Shehk glanced over the room to see if she could spot the demoness. "Would you like to do that, then?" she asked, pondering if that would make him feel any better.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 6:13 pm
Calder felt that the old 'I'm a sloth demon' excuse was getting old, but it was, in principle WHAT Barth was, and for that he couldn't ask Barth to just stop. Sometimes he wondered if it was used as a catch all for his behavior, but he wasn't really knowledgeable in the ways of demons, and one dealing with certain categories. "I like to see it more as loyalty than being virtuous, but as long as you stay by me and let me stay by you without treating me any less, then I can't argue with it." He was, after all, supposed to uphold his own culture by embracing harem situations, though he doubted that applied with him being with a demon. The entire purpose of his kind was to be with many other kelpies, not others, which Barth very much was in this case.
He rubbed his temple a moment, not liking the seriousness of what was supposed to be a fluttery, fun night out on one of the most romantic holidays of all. "I'll just say this - we're not going to get along. Her and I. And if I see her again, and she calls me a pony again, I will rip her hair out to match mine. Nothing against you, but I will drown her in the punch bowl if she tests me. I was off guard before. Not after this point. She may like you and you may like her, but I don't, and I won't pretend I do." Calder was territorial, and he got the very strong opinion that Lilith was too. Being a 'bachelor' male to some degree, he was up for the challenge of staking his claim.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 7:03 pm
"Well I guess it's worth a shot. If anything it should make her happy," Jericho said while scratching his head again. Maybe it'd make the spider demon worry less about him, which would help himself out a fair deal. Seeing people fuss over him was not helping with his nerves much at all.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 7:07 pm
Shehk sighed a bit.
"I hope it helps, even if it is just a little bit." she mumbled, almost seeming disappointed. "I'll leave you to that, but...if you want my company afterwards, I'm sure you'll be able to find me."
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2012 7:17 pm
"Alright. I'll keep that in mind," Jericho said, offering a weak smile. Taking in a deep breath, he started to look around, a little nervously, for Lizzy. She couldn't be too far. A part of him was a little anxious of meeting with her again though. Hopefully she wouldn't start going into a worried fit right off the bat.
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