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 Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 11:11 pm
Glad to see that Mal's instructions were helping, Jericho stepped closer to the bed once Riley took note of the brain in his hand. Grinning, he held it out to her so that she could start eating.
"Are you sure you don't need anything Mal?" he asked the plague doctor. He knew the undead didn't need all too much, but he thought he'd ask anyway. Either way, he started to eat away at his nicely charred steak. Oooh that was tasty.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 11:16 pm
Malodore scooted onto the bed and leaned against the headboard, bracing itself with one shoulder instead of its back, so as not to scratch up the furniture with its back-blades. "I am fine, grazie - though dare I ask how you are able to consume such a carbon-laden specimen of muscle? Then again, given the lava pool..." Its gaze, beyond the lenses, was mischievous.
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 11:23 pm
Riley snatched the brains up in her hands, and then looked up at Jericho's meal. She looked down at her own, again, and briefly wondered if hers would taste better charred. Thankfully, she didn't ask - she remembered exactly who was behind her at the moment. Breathing fire around Malodore did not seem the best way to make it feel at home.
She scooted back on the bed, and made herself more than comfortable up against Malodore's side. Her tentacles dug in, and her head rested against the wall in delight - only to snap up again when she felt the pain of resting her injured head on a wall.
In order to keep the topic off of her, she looked down at the floor around Jericho. What happened to Luce? Wasn't she with you?
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2011 11:33 pm
Swallowing a chunk of the meat, Jericho glanced towards Mal and grinned.
"To me, it tastes better like this. Not everyone likes it this way though," he explained though it seemed that the doctor had an idea of that already, "Like the white dragons. They prefer their food frozen instead."
With that, he made a bit of a face. He liked his food thawed and cooked for sure.
"Hm?" He looked at Riley for a moment before chuckling, "She's out in the other room enjoying her meal. She should be here once she finishes."
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 9:06 pm
"Hmm. Interesting. There was no mention of this in The True Lives and Times of Red Dragons. Only of unicorn copulation. Lots and lots of unicorn copulation." Malodore shook its head.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 9:08 pm
Riley choked on her meal.
Again.
It sounded terrible.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 9:11 pm
The expression on Jericho's face looked rather flat and unamused with this bit of information. He was about to say something but then heard the.... unique sound of Riley choking.
"You ok there Riley?" he asked, not quite certain how to deal with a clogged up tentacle. A smack on the back probably wouldn't fix that.
Though with this little distraction, he hadn't forgotten about the book Mal mentioned. He'd get to that once he was sure the mindflayer was fine.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 10:26 pm
Malodore... would have smirked, if it could manage the expression; instead, it just radiated amusement. "Are you quite all right, mia cara? Please don't do yourself further damage. I'm sure we can deliver incendiary devices to the publisher later, when you're healed."
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 10:41 pm
No, no, I'm fine. Really. She said this even as her tentacles continued to choke. Just got something stuck in there, it'll work itself out. She gave Malodore a mischievously amused look, and finished her plate before setting it on the nightstand. The choking sound had all but ceased at this point. She lifted the offending tentacle and held the tip in her fingers, tugging at it impishly as she looked up at Jericho.
It's too bad there isn't a unicorn student in this school right now. I bet they would be pretty.
Terrible.
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 10:44 pm
Though the choking noises continued, Riley seemed to be ok otherwise. She quickly reminded him of the other topic at hand anyway. Furrowing his brow, Jericho let out an indignant huff at the thought of dragons getting it on with unicorns.
"Do you happen to have this book on you? I think I'd like to take a quick look through this," He said lowly. By look through, he meant throughly destroy.
"I seriously think you're mistaking my likes with the river-pony anyway."
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 11:13 pm
"Sadly, it was not considered an essential," Malodore said dryly. "It is back in my room, possibly under the bed. I'm certain it can be retrieved at some point for our mutual amusement."
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 11:25 pm
Under your bed, Riley repeated, a touch of question in her voice. Why would you keep it there, instead of the bookshelf?
A pause, and then..
.. Or do I really not want to know?
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Posted: Wed May 11, 2011 11:28 pm
Oh well. The book burning could happen another day then, he supposed. Though, Riley did present a rather interesting question. Raising a brow, he looked to Mal, curious of the answer himself.
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Posted: Fri May 13, 2011 11:46 pm
Malodore shrugged, the movement making its back-blades chime against each other. "It did not seem worthy of the bookshelf, but I do hate to throw away books. Even terrible ones. Saving it for ritual sacrifice seemed more appropriate."
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 9:03 pm
Awww. Riley settled back down in the bed, visibly disappointed. That's not nearly the interesting response I was hoping for. You seemed so knowledgeable in the contents of the book and everything. She looked up at Jericho, and imagined him with a unicorn pal under his arm. Then she giggled.
As usual, that rare sound was unnatural and disconcerting.
Fully fed, and exhausted from exertion, Riley snuggled back into her bed, feeling a thousand times better than she did before. I feel so lazy for wanting to sleep more, but it's clear that's exactly what's about to happen soon. You know, I'm really fine now, if you both feel you've watched over me enough. You can get back to living your lives without worrying about me.
She didn't mean it the way it sounded. Nevertheless, her words were a stiff reminder of previous plans.
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