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 Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 6:18 pm
xxxxxAfter Danny had stopped laughing at his fraidy cat qualities, she noticed he was giving her a really odd look. Something like confusion mixed with incredulity. When he gave her the bad news, she was shocked. "Y-you mean you could get hurt cause of my tail?!" she exclaimed. Danny immediately whipped her tail in back of her, and held it so it wouldn't flip around anymore. "Sorry dude! I didn't know!" she continued sincerely. Danny maybe have been rough and tough, but she wasn't about to take a life.
xxxxx"Well it's okay to admit you were scared. I mean, if wa- ... wat- ..." She paused for a moment, unable to say it. "Wa- ... that liquidy stuff came near me, I would freak out too!"
xxxxxAfter getting permission from the boil, she immediately grabbed the ball out of his hands. She held it gingerly, taking the boil's advice. Who knew what might come out of it if it broke. She shuddered thinking it might be water. That would be the worst. Still, after holding it for about five seconds, it became very boring again, so she handed it back. Something new had captured her interest anyways.
xxxxx"I like Scario Kart!" she said excitedly. At least they had something in common. "We have all versions at my house! I should get a copy for here too huh ..." She stopped the conversation for a moment, to think where she might get a copy. That Jericho boil had said he played human age, right? Then surely he might have a copy of Scario Kart too?
xxxxxDistracted once again, Danny returned to the conversation and said, "Hmmm ... booths? Well the fitness booth was REALLY fun. There was a patchwork like you too! Only he was a lot shorter," she gestured his height with her hands and then continued, "I saw a prom booth on the way here, and I thought I might check it out but ..." She gazed down at his clothing hesitantly and then said, "I can't say it would be your thing?" She paused for another moment to try and recall all the booths she had seen. "Oh, and I stopped at the desu booth ... I ... wouldn't recommend it." She shuddered for a moment. There was a fearleaders booth too ... but it didn't really appeal to Danny fabulous amounts. CLIFF club sounded interesting, but when Danny ran by, no one was at the booth.
xxxxx"Well I guess that's about all I've seen. What about you?" she said, as she looked at the boil eagerly. Whatever awkwardness was felt before about the whole "fire" thing, didn't even seem to affect Danny anymore.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 9:11 pm
When the fire demoness Danny looked INCREDIBLY shocked over the fact that Patchworks and fire don't mix well, Moure mentally banged his head into a wall. When she asked if he could get hurt because of the flame on her tail, Moure gave a nod and explained again, "Most undead aren't very fire resistant. Patchworks such as myself are a bit less so than even a normal undead though." Might as well get that out of the way now. At least she moved her tail away, enough that Moure didn't feel like he would combust next to her. That was better than before. At her apology, he gave another nod and said, "It's fine. You didn't know, so it was unavoidable." And waved his hand to show everything was alright.
Apparently the ghoul didn't like water though. Which was logical really, as she WAS a fire demon. He gave another nod to show he understood.
The demoness took the orb from him and then looked at it for a few moments, then handed it back. Seemed she had a bit of a short attention span. Ahh well. Moure held the prize, not completely sure where to stash it.
He gave a nod as she mentioned liking Scario Kart. Seemed they had something in common there. At her comment about all the versions, Moure looked up at the demoness. "All of them?" Then he tilted his head slightly, "Wait, here? Are you enrolled?" If she was, it seemed he had a new person to play against. "Oh, I have a copy of it if you need to borrow it." Might as well offer now.
"Another patchwork? At Fitness? Well, I haven't gone over there yet...I probably should." Moure raised his eyebrows a bit when he asked about the patchwork. He had saw patchworks often back home, but here he hadn't seen another here. Watching as she described the height difference, Moure tried to think of a patchwork type to match such a height. It was either a general or perhaps an Igor (although Moure had no idea why one would be at the school, anyway...). "Did the patchwork have a hump on their back?" That would clear things up for Moure. "A...prom booth? What, like a dance booth? Not so sure that I'd be into that..." Moure had never been to a school dance. But then again, he'd never been to an actual School before anyway. He shrugged, then continued. "Desu booth? I'm guessing it's that pink one over there?" No thanks. Pink wasn't really his thing.
"Me?" He looked around with a bit of an 'ohh wait' look. He hadn't GONE anywhere else. He'd been so preoccupied by the Scario Kart booth that he hadn't left yet. Whoops. "I actually haven't gone anywhere else... I guess I was distracted by the racing over here." Mmm, racing. How Moure loved racing... "Anyway..." He waved his hand slightly again. "Since you like Scario Kart, does that mean you like racing?" That was a topic Moure could go for.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2011 10:42 am
xxxxxDanny staring at the boy with complete incredulity. "So wait. Wait. ALL undead are bad with fire? Man that sucks. Now all the undead are gonna hate me," she looked rather downcast for a moment and then said, "Well I'll just have to prove them wrong!" It wasn't like Danny to stay down for more than about five seconds.
xxxxxSeems like the patchwork liked to talk about Scario Kart. It was a good thing Danny liked it too. "Yup! I have the original one, the doubley one and the newest one for the eii," she said proudly. Jackdamn Danny was so good at describing things. "Yes I'm going here! Right now some big buff dudes are putting my stuff in my room. Mom hired 'em and stuff. I have to wonder how they're going to fit it all in there ..." She pondered for a moment to think of all the s**t she brought. Half of the things she didn't even need, she just wanted to see if her mom would let her take them.
xxxxxAt the mention of a copy to borrow, Danny's eyes lit up big and bright. "Would you really let me borrow it?" What a nice boil. If not somewhat of a fraidy cat. "We need to play it together sometime!" As she said this she grabbed his hands in excitement. Not in an endearing way, though it could certainly look like that.
xxxxxDanny was glad that the patchwork was becoming so talkative. "Oooh yes he did have a hump on his back! Do you know him?" Come to think of it, Danny even know the boils name, nor the patchwork's name. "I really can't remember what he was called, but I know he had his mouth all stitched up ... so he couldn't really say it ... Oh! You haven't told me your name!" she exclaimed.
xxxxxHe hadn't visited any booths?! How lame! She grabbed his arm and said, "Well you have to go see some other booths! Get out some!" Of course, he probably wasn't too keen on the whole idea. Then Danny had one of those rare moments where she actually thought of a rather clever idea. Unhooking her arm from his, she said, "Hey wait, you like racing right?" she smiled rather mischievously and then continued, "Well how about we race to the prom booth?" She pointed to the prom booth all the way down the hall. It was quite a distance too. No way she was losing this one though.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 11:21 pm
Moure watched as the fire ghoul seemed to go from surprise to sorrow to determination, and wondered just how many emotions Danny could cycle through in a manner of a few statements. "Well, they probably wouldn't loath you right off the bat...benefit of the doubt, you know? And I'm sure you could show them you're not a danger fire-wise if you controlled your flames..." Moure wasn't exactly sure what to say to the ghoul after her statements, so he just said what he had thought.
Danny mentioned then that she had several copies of the game, and Moure nodded approvingly. So much racing possible. Mmmm, racing.... Then she mentioned she was going to be attending the school. So she wasn't just a potential student either. "Really? I'm going to be going here too." Well, he DID have someone new to play against now. Yesssss.
The fire demoness's eyes lit up when he mentioned the copy she could borrow. He gave a nod. "As long as you don't break it or lose it, I don't see why not." He was being helpful again, offering like that. Oh well. "Indeed we do. I'll have to see what kind of skills you have." He gave a slight grin. Then the ghoul had grabbed his hand excitedly. Moure wasn't really sure to react. Had he more experience with either dating or ghouls in general, he probably would have reacted more than he did. As such, he more of just glimpsed down at her hand and gave a slight shrug. Ah well.
Moure shook his head to her question about knowing the other patchwork. "I was just asking to see what kind he was, actually..." He tilted his head at her and realized that he actually HADN'T introduced himself yet. Whoops. He gave a nod and said, "Ahh, my apology. My name is Moure. Moure Koure." There was no chance that he was going to introduce himself as Moure Cphira. No chance. Period.
Then the ghoul grabbed his arm and told him to get out some. Moure had somehow actually been totally fine with 'chilling' (a thing he rarely did) in the Scario Kart booth. "I love racing, actually." Her challenge caused the patchwork to raise his eyebrows, and he looked around the Scario Kart booth for a moment. Not much seemed to be going on right now...He grinned at her then and called over his shoulder. "Hey Ren, LW, I'll be back in a bit. Taking a Race Challenge." With that, he stood up and pocketed his prize from eariler. "I'll count down then." He said to Danny. The Runner in Moure was ready, and he was going to PWN. "Three, Two, One, GO!" And the Runner shot off like a bullet from a starting race pistol. Within miliseconds he was far, far away from the Scario Kart booth and headed toward the Prom booth.
(Moure is exiting rapidly and going to ze Prom booth with Danny. :'D )
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