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 Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 2:26 pm
((Entering from Group 1))
Mitsu had been rather slow to follow the others but had stuck to Shun's side while they entered the new room. Instead of facing another problem, puzzle, or whatever it was this house was going to throw at them she was faced with a commons area. Some of the other students were already gathered here along with....what were those little blob-like things?
She had been distracted long enough that when she looked back she found that Shun had taken off his jacket.....and shirt. It normally wasn't in her nature to stare but today was an exception. She could easily feel the heat rising to her face strangely enough when something like this wouldn't have bothered her months ago. What was wrong with her? Mitsu was just thankful the mask hide her pink hued face.
"M-Mot," Mitsu tried to reign in her thoughts to go thank the reaper for helping her but her eyes just didn't want to leave Shun. Instead was she blinding walking toward the sound of heavy sloshing that no doubt came from the cowboil's waterlogged boots.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 2:35 pm
Sighing as she had a seat in the corner of the room, Riyo grabbed her slightly bent tail and stroked it as if it was a pet or something. Ooh, did that smart. Only momentarily did she look up as her other teammates came through the door...
Oh god why was Shun half-naked? "Dear sweet Sally, put your clothes back on!" The ghoul hissed, quickly looking away so the slight red tint on her cheeks would disappear. Nobody else was ringing out their clothes, why did he think he had the privilege to strip in front of the entire room?
However, it did give her the idea to wring out her own items so that they might be dry the next time around... Whatever that may hold.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 2:40 pm
Mot looked up from his task to see Mitsu approaching, yet not really looking where she was going. His gaze moved from her to what she was staring at.
Oh, Shun was drying his clothes.
Mot shrugged it off, wondering what was up with the ghoul. He put out a hand to stop her from walking into him, since he was currently sitting on the floor. "Yes?" He asked in response, leaving his boots upside down on the floor to drip dry.
Though Shun did have a good idea there. Mot removed his jacket, since it was too heavy on his shoulders now, and started bringing out all of his wet clothes from his bag to lay out to dry.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 2:41 pm
Once Shun had a fair amount of water wrung out of his things, he laid them out on a dry patch of floor, hoping to dry them as much as possible. It would likely be impossible for them to be completely dry by the time they had to move on, but it should be better than nothing.
He was minding himself, not really paying attention to anyone else in the room, until he heard Riyo object.
"What? The clothes will dry faster if I'm not wearing them. If you have a problem then don't look this way," he mumbled. It wasn't as if he took his pants off so he didn't see what the big deal was.
Looking back at his things, he frowned. It was too bad none of them were flame-attuned. They could most likely speed up the whole drying process.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 2:47 pm
Mitsu had been approaching much faster than she imagined. She soon felt Mot's fingers against her arm and she looked down to see him now sitting on the floor his boots upside down to dry. She paused for a moment while he started to take off his heavy jacket and she waited patiently while he set out his spare clothes to dry. Eventually she would need to do that as well.
Once he seemed to be done and she was sure she wouldn't be interrupting him Mitsu shifted her bag off her shoulders sitting it on the ground as she knelt. She dropped it suddenly as she moved forward her arms going around Mot's shoulder and neck in a hug. She hugged him tightly the severity of the previous situation hitting her all over again.
"Thank you," She whispered. "For helping me save him." Because alone she wouldn't have been able to do a thing. Alone she would have surely lost him.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 2:51 pm
"I shouldn't have to hinder my vision just because you're a man slut." Riyo mumbled as she removed the spare clothes in her bag and rung them out.. Not that a lot of boils didn't choose to go shirtless around campus... Which was obnoxious.
Especially Tro.
Augh, no she hadn't wanted to think about that.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 2:56 pm
"A man slut?" Shun said darkly while getting up from laying his things out, "Where the hell do you get that idea? I'm not trying to flaunt anything. I just want to be ******** dry instead of wading in soaked clothes for our next challenge."
"So what does that make him?" the Reaper said while thumbing towards Herryk
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 3:03 pm
Mot looked curiously at Mitsu as she waited for him to finish laying his things down. Did she need him for something? He did the task as quickly as he could, so that he could help her with whatever it was she might have needed him for.
Once laid out, he turned himself to face the ghoul who was getting down to his level. "What is it?"
And then he was hugged.
Mot blinked back confusion, wondering what was wrong. When she thanked him, it became clear. Mot chuckled a bit, smiling and returning the rather tight hug. "No thanks needed. I'm glad I could help. You did the real saving." He softly assure her, patting her back.
Boy, their group was certainly soaked to the bone.
"I hope we don't catch colds." Mot laughed lightheartedly.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 3:11 pm
Riyo heard everything Shun said, but she simply regarded it as 'Bla bla bla, I'm Shun the man whore, bla bla bla'.
That is, until he pointed towards someone else. Following the reaper's finger to Herryk, the feline's face paled considerably before she silently turned herself in towards the corner as if someone had put her in time out.
As if the thought was jinxed, another Tro came into the picture. She would damn loincloths, but without them these boils would... Probably be naked.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 3:16 pm
Calder immediately started undoing the braid she'd made, and she made a sour face at him. "Ach, fine, yeh do his hair then if yehr so desperate. I have somethings prettier to play with now." And she immediately scooched over to settle behind Herryk, with her legs on either side. "All right, yeh big baby boil, I'm gonna play with yehr hair now. If yeh complains like sleepy and dopey did, I'm never talkings to yeh again." And with that, she reached up and started running her fingers through the damp, muddy hair, cleaning it before she would even attempt to do anything with it.
Hel's question was met with a look of determination - at the hair. "Shh, I'm tryings to concentrate, crumpet!" Freya murmured, putting all of her focus on the hair in front of her. She caught the bloomers, and stuck them in front of her. She'd put them up when she stood up. For now, she didn't seem to have a problem sitting behind Herryk in her pink fluffwear.
Hel's whole team was rowdy, and loud, and soaking wet - Freya stole a glance at the group, and giggled. "Yeh lucked out, crumpet. Yehr team is so funny!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 3:31 pm
What!? Freya was avoiding her question!
Hel growled at her sister, not paying attention to her team members at the moment as they sloshed in. The reaper had a one track mind, and it was stuck on Freya. “What did you do?” The ghoul hissed once more, brows furrowing as she then shot a look at Herryk. Oh. She would find out, come hell or high water. “…Say there, friend…” The ghoul started off in a sickly sweet tone, placing a hand on the Dragur’s shoulder. “…Would you like to learn an…interesting fact about my dear sister?” She questioned, and then shot a look at Freya.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 3:38 pm
Being embraced Mitsu lingered in the hug for a moment before pulling back slightly. "I couldn't have done anything by myself." She assured. A smile was there though it went unseen. Mot was such a sweet guy, he reminded her a lot of her brother in way....minus the ears and tail.
She was suddenly distracted though as she heard Riyo and Shun starting to fuss. "Huff Puff...." She muttered under her breath. Normally she kept her mental cursing to herself but this was getting frustrating. They had made it through the room only to commence arguing again.
Looking back to Mot, Mitsu moved in again for one last quick hug. "I'll be there for you too don't forget." Finally pulling back Mitsu grabbed up her bag. "I guess I better lay my things out too." She looked over at Mot again as she stood realizing now that the poor cowboil was without his hat. Where was..? She glanced around shortly and saw it in Hel's possession. Maybe she was just carrying it for him, though she knew Mot was attached to his hat much like she was to her mask.
Now her focus was on Riyo and Shun.....mostly Shun. It was still hard not to stare. Moving toward the reaper Mitsu set her bag down again, the item making a squishy noise from all the water. "What's going on?" She had no idea what all the fuss was about but Shun had the right idea. Carefully she grabbed the hem of her hoodie and pulled it over her head. She had a spaghetti strap shirt under it but it wasn't nearly as covering. Somehow she also managed to remove her top without disturbing her mask. How did that work?
Ringing out some of the water off to the side Mitsu did much the same as Shun and Mot had done. Opening up her bag she set the first aid kit aside, she was glad it was air tight to prevent the supplies from getting wet. Next was her toy panduhr that she rung out as best she could before grabbing for her clothes one by one to ring out and set aside to dry. She didn't mind being wet so much but the bag was heavy to carry around with all the water.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 3:38 pm
Herryk didn't mind that Freya was braiding his hair. He didn't mind it at all, and it was obvious by the almost blissful expression on his face. With a happy little growl he settled in. This was something the Draugr could most certainly get used to.
When Hel put her hand on his shoulder, he glanced down at her touch before lifting his eyes up to her face. One brow lifted in question and a half-smile (one Freya had seen before on a few occasions) tweaked the corner of his mouth.
"Herryk... is very interested in learning facts about Freya," he drawled slowly. He would probably get his hair pulled for the insinuation, but it would totally be worth it.
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 3:46 pm
Freya's ruse fell, and her eyes flickered to her sister, narrowing fiercely. She unraveled her fingers from Herryk's hair, lifted up so she was resting on her knees, and leaned against the boil, covering his ears with her hands.
"Aiya." Freya growled in warning. "Don't know what yehr plannings, crumpet, but.. just.." Her steely glance softened for a moment as her chin rested on Herryk's head. Even her voice softened to a whisper. "Just don't."
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Posted: Wed Oct 12, 2011 3:46 pm
Mitsu was such a kind ghoul. Mot smile happily at her, even as she fumed a little about Riyo and Shun. "And I'll be there for you too, Mitsu." He assured her, watching as she left. Now then! Mot wanted his hat back. The room was full of people, and as good as he had gotten at being without it in front of others? He needed it back on his head. Mot scanned the room, only to see that Hel was still wearing it. Not only that? Freya was wth her. Therefore, Mot could not go and get his hat. Not with Freya there. He did, however, shoot Hel a dirty look for running off with his headgear.
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