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 Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 6:36 am
"I hope I get it too," She muttered softly, playing with the piece of paper, looking surprised when she accidentally crumpled the edge. Smoothing it out with a finger, she looked up at her partner and wriggled her fingers at him, "You saw nothing."
His question made her pause, and she leaned back, tilting her head this way and that before frowning; she had so, so many answers to that question! She wanted to have the ability to fly, for instance, and to be stronger, or faster, or to do many other things!
"Must I pick only one?" She pouted, whining a little as she paused again, "Uh... Maybe... I guess..." She remembered what she had tried to do earlier, and deadpanned, "The ability to make people forget by wriggling my fingers at them."
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 6:56 am
His brow raised. "Saw what?" He snickered cheekily, and accidentally crumpled the edge of his paper, too. You know, so they matched or something. Plus, he found he really liked to sabotage anything Riley had a hand in, even if it was the small corner of just one sheet that she likely had no real part in.
It was the little things.
"Yes, just one." Mac agreed, absolutely loving watching her try to think of what she wanted. He was curious as to what she would pick, and he was not disappointed. At her deadpan he started howling, doubling over with laughter. "HAHAHAHAA----Well, you're certainly already working on that, aren'tcha?" She did that to him a lot; not that he ever forgot what it was she was trying to make him forget. His memory? Like an elephant.
...You know, without recognizing faces.
"What were we talking about, again? Oh, is it my turn? Ahh...hm." He'd let her have this one, just this once. Clearing his throat, he looked back at the paper...not that he could ever stop giggling to himself. "Do you have any tattoos?" He asked innocently, as though he had not seen every inch of her body.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:07 am
Lizzy noticed what you did there, Mac.
"It will be the best FEAR," She continued to deadpan, even though the sound of his laughter made her want to laugh too, "However, because I didn't have such a FEAR, I was lucky enough to get my lovely boilfriend back." She finally smiled, giggling softly... Although the giggling stopped abruptly at his next question, and she opened her mouth to say something, only to shut it again.
"No I do not," She answered, her face reddening again, "Maybe I should get one, since I know someone..." She was obviously kidding though; her mother would kill her, "My turn! Do you have any... Birthmarks?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:23 am
"Wait, if you had that FEAR, you'd like...wiggle-finger yourself in a mirror? That's harsh, man." Mac hit his chest in what was probably a stabbing motion, his hands dropping to the table. "I think you should! It'd be pretty sexy, especially if you get it somewhere only your boil could see~" Another thing, just for him? Oh he'd love that. Love that.
"Birthmarks." He repeated, pondering. "Not unless you count a red stain that disappeared when I turned two?" The Reaper shrugged, drawing an irregular shape onto his cheek bone with his index finger. He strummed his fingers on the table for a moment, and then leaned in as though about to share a secret.
"Do you have any fantasies?" One brow arched provokatively; clearly he did not mean innocent fantasies.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 7:37 am
"Yes, and then all will be forgotten and forgiven!" She nodded, sticking her tongue out at him, puffing up her cheeks and looking down at the paper again at his little suggestion; despite how cool her surrounding was, she was sure that heat was radiating from her face. Going silent, she eventually looked up again.
Two can play at this game. She was losing though. She always lost when it came to Mac.
"Oh? Where would you suggest I put a tattoo then?" She asked before giggling, leaning forward with a thoughtful expression, "Oh dear... If you still had it, I wonder if your ghoulfriend would still be attracted to you." Her face vaguely resembled this right now: emotion_dowant
"Fanta-" Her mouth snapped shut, and she was sure that her face was doing more than just radiating hear now; it was probably steaming, "I-I'm not sure, although I do like it when he takes the lead, you know, like when we dance... Or other activities..." She trailed off, trying to ignore the fact that she was probably as red as the table cloth, "How about you?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 8:07 am
"Somewhere even a little bikini would hide~" Mac said calmly. Oh yes, he'd seen your bathing suits before Lizzy, he knew what you wore and how little you wore! "Maybe along your thigh...Or...perhaps the back of your neck." His voice trailed off as reached across the small table to brush his knuckles gently against her cheek, caressing back to toy with a piece of her hair. "But I admit, I do like unmarked skin..." If only because he took so much pleasure in doing the marking. "Scars are hot, too." Because it usually meant you survived something, and to him that was just as good.
"Too many, really...and none of them I could say in public." Mac answered with a grin, taking his hand back for a moment. "Maybe one day I'll tell you~" Another wink, and then silence. Teasing was great and all, but he could do that all the time. This was the one time of the year where he didn't feel bad to be sappy, and so he reached out again, carefully taking both of her hands with his.
"So, this boilfriend of yours...what do you like about him?" They were still playing this game, right?
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 8:20 am
The horse boil was reluctant to leave Needle to become acquainted with TG but he himself had someone he was required to become familiar with. Or at the very least share knowledge with. Xiu, was it? He'd never heard of... was it a her? Sounded like a him to the tikbalang given how the name ended in a U but that was the naming convention for his Clan. So when he finally got to the table assigned to him, he found himself pleasantly surprised to find familiar faces!
"Lizzy! Mac! Shun!" he greeted the respective student, which left the ghoul who wasn't, "Whoa, y're tall!" he grinned to the Colossus ghoul. Given how she had been talking to Shun, Tro guess the last ghoul was, "Y're Xiu, 'm Petro. Y' can call me Tro. Hey!" he suddenly declared, dawning realization evident on his tattooed face. "Ain't y' the ghoul on groanspring that talked 'bout this baking club?" The enthusiasm and excitement in his voice was tangible.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 8:37 am
"I don't want to be scarred though," She pouted, leaning into his hand when he touched her face, breaking into a happy smile, "I think that they'll look better on you than they ever would on me." Actually, he was right; a scar would be pretty hot, even if it meant possible scaring of that handsome face of his... Actually, on second thought, that would probably just somehow make him even more irresistible.
"Or you could show me," She giggled, smiling in a rather dopey way - like a fool in love, really - when he took her hands, eagerly holding on, "He's not the nicest boil I know... And I think my friends don't really like him very much..." Her expression softened, "But that's okay... I know that he would never really hurt anyone! He's lovely! He does some pretty stupid things, but that's because he wants the best for me... And he tries so hard to be a good boilfriend that it's just adorable and it makes me love him that much more."
She paused briefly, fingers rubbing against his hand, "And what about your ghoulfriend? What made her the lucky ghoul?"
Hearing a familiar voice, she looked away, spotting a boil she hadn't seen for a while, "Petro!" Ah, so he was Xiu's partner!
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 8:41 am
Ah, and this was Petro! "It's nice to meet you, Tro!" Xiu rose from her seat to greet him, but paused in surprise at the question. The Baking Club--oh, that was right! Petro had signed up too, hadn't he? Recalling his name on the sign up list, she smiled up at him, tail swishing happily behind her. "I am! Actually, the club also just got approved recently, so..."
She was clearly excited, but noting that the boil wasn't even sitting down yet, she didn't want to launch too deeply into the topic--that, and of course, talking too much probably wasn't a good idea. She would probably have to tone down her excitement a little. Lifting a hand, she gestured towards his chair to indicate that he should sit down. Sinking back down into her own chair, Xiu cocked her head, the smile on her face inquisitive as she looked up at him.
"Do you like baking, Tro?" Or at least, perhaps he had some kind of interest in learning how to bake?
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 8:45 am
As Shun suspected, there wasn't a whole lot for Sura to do out there. But that was simply what she knew up until her time coming to the campus. "A bit, he admitted, . But what one person may find enjoyable another may not. Some people would consider training or meditating boring for example."He wouldn't be surprised if some considered him a boring person due to his seemingly inability to 'have fun'. The girls in the ballpit throwing things at him came to mind. They were having fun. Him, not so much. "Have you any pets?" he asked before turning to the side as he heard himself be addressed. It was Petro! It seemed that he was partnered up with Xiu this time around. "Hey there," he greeted.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 8:51 am
The horse boil's grin grew wider if such a thing were possible. Apparently it was because that was what happened when Xiu posed the question at him. "Jack yeah! I like cooking and stuff but 'm looking to learn baking." As he answered, he was instinctively ushering Xiu back to her seat, even holding it out for her until she sat down. "Do y' know everyone at the table?" Yes. It was a serious question. The tikbalang had arrived after most of them had settled and was completely unaware they knew each other prior to that moment. Well, Lizzy and Mac not included. Even Petro knew they knew each other.
When Shun greeted him in return, the tikbalang beamed and nodded, brown eyes twinkling merrily. Something in the air was making him less reserved with new faces. But it helped that there were more familiar people than not around.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 9:31 am
"Having time to..sort your thoughts is nice, though. Both of those things actually sound quite pleasant to me, but....I see what you are saying." She oddly liked stillness. Too much movement, too much energy had a way of making her nervous, especially when she couldn't keep up with it. It was part of why she hated the white tailed lizards back home.
Sura looked towards the one greeting everybody, seeming to puzzle when she was labeled as 'tall'. "Perhaps so. Thank you...?" she sort of considered it a compliment. Being tall in her race was actually a matter of prestige, really.
"I have five....no wait, seven. There are seven in my room." She took a moment to count them off on her fingers, trying to make sure she hadn't forgotten anybody. "There are five Follossus, which I understand are larger and considered 'mutant' versions of the more common Follyjox? Then there are two....um...." Shoot, she was trying to remember the name of the other pair now. "Kobo..Kobolds...? I believe is what they are called? Your Treasurer gave them to me to assist with some size issues I have and I have found them to be quite helpful. Yorda - one of the oldest of my Follossus - has done well to train them to not get under foot while I'm moving. Though they don't seem to like the walkways..."
A small pause.
"There is a series of wall and ceiling walk ways in my room to allow the seven of them to travel more safely than the floor is at times." She held up a hand, wiggling her fingers, "Big paws."
Then an odd silence. She was trying to think of something she could ask him back, but was struggling. Really and truly struggling with it. "Questions are hard. Is it always so hard to try and keep a conversation going that is at least somewhat interesting?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 9:51 am
"Ah, that was rather helpful of him then," Shun commented. Though, seeing how large he recalled her true form to be, he wasn't surprised to hear that her pets needed to know how to stay out from under her feet. It wouldn't take much to accidentally step on one. Bent-Tail, himself, knew better than to get in the way of such things, especially since his breed is one of the smaller minis around. "Some people find it easy, though personally I'm not.. quite accustomed to these sorts of things. I've been struggling for questions with my last two tables as well. I'm.. usually one who finds periods of silence between talking to not be an issue rather than trying to keep a conversation going on."But that was something he felt he probably shouldn't do here. "I do see some merit in this.. event though, I guess. How were your previous tables?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 10:09 am
So she wasn't the only one having a bit of a struggle on the conversation front. "I agree, silence is not bad." It was calming, peaceful even. A nice little break amongst just..too much. If it wouldn't have been frowned upon in some way, she simply wouldn't have been talking in this social setting. But not talking meant not meeting people.
"This event....has been helpful to at least help me see some new faces, yes. My previous table was with an imp who called himself TG?" she wasn't sure if that was an actual name or not, to be honest, "He seemed to be fond of hand touching and hugs. Seemed to think it would be...freakish? if I was unable to hug people. Though I am not sure what he meant by me being...small." Her tail thumped against the floor a few times.
"I take it you spoke with more than just one person, then?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2012 10:47 am
The imp she mentioned was not one Shun was familiar with. Though, he gave her a puzzled expression as she was called small apparently. Was the imp larger than her? Or perhaps he meant something else. Some people were odd. "There's nothing wrong with a lack of hugs," he stated. There were very very few people who he's personally hug after all. Those were nice, but aside from that, it wasn't really something he did. "And I have. An Ammut by the name of Am and a gryphon named Tahki. They were both interesting in their own right," he answered. "Was the imp you spoke with large? I can't see why he would call you... small."
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