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 Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:15 am
"Alright, that's everyone... Vlad, heel!"
The Professor spoke the last part out loudly, making sure that his Minipet would be able to hear him from where he was standing in front of the whiteboard. Nervously, the invisible dog stepped out from its hiding place behind West's stool. It hesitated for a second, but obeyed and started to run towards Malcolm, invisible tail wagging slightly; whatever made it nervous was now gone and it felt that it was safe to come out again... Being invisible, it was still exposed to the many dangers of the world, after all!
With his Minipet back by his side, Malcolm turned to address the class again, asking for silence. When he realized that nobody was really paying any attention to him, he tried again, "Class, I need your attention..." A sigh escaped his lips as he fiddled with the end of his braid, "Class, your attention... Class- CLASS, YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE." For a moment, he looked ready to punch West and teach him the true meaning of wrath - of course, since it lasted only for a moment, you didn't see anything.
"A-ah. T-thank you," He smiled nervously before clearing his throat. All eyes on him, Malcolm grabbed a box from the corner near the door of the room and retrieved a blue and black object from it. He then tied the box to Vlad's harness (oh, so that's what its for!) and stood up, "Vlad will distribute a whip to each of you... Its ineffective on other students, so don't even try to hit your classmates with it. Do not force me to treat you like preschoolers."
Vlad moved towards the students happily, like a whip-pandering salesman, starting at Sin and ending at Lizzy... It skipped Aymet completely, refusing to allow him to even go near the box of whips. However, every other student got the chance to pick up a whip before he moved on to the next.
"If your Minipet has too much energy, they struggle, they bite... They refuse to slow down to listen to you. Even if they do listen, I noticed that some of your Minipets just don't take you seriously. HOWEVER," Malcolm then grabbed something - a whining, barking something - from the floor; another invisible dog, but this one belongs to a certain dracolich. Holding onto it by the ruff of its neck while attaching a harness on it, Malcolm continued, "There is a way to reduce their energy levels and allow them to focus on YOU... Let me demonstrate... Ah wait, just in case..."
Removing a silver whistle from his pants, he blew hard on it; students - even those with sensitive hearing - would not hear anything beyond maybe a high pitched 'buzz'. However, all the Minipets, including Vlad, would hear the Minipet-equivalent of a lullaby, causing them to pretty much space out for the next few minutes. The only one who remained conscious was Aymet's invisible dog, ear plugs in its ears.
Then, removing its ear plugs and setting it on the floor, the invisible dog immediately began to make a break for it. However, before it cold get far, the soft hiss of the whip (the whip hisses instead of cracks, yes) caused it to freeze, like it was under a spell. A second later, the whip came into contact with the invisible dog and caused it to fall to the ground. However, there was no yelp of pain from the Minipet, and... Was it snoring?
"This is a whip used in Minipet Training to cause Minipets to feel lethargic in order to get them to settle down. Once used on a Minipet, it is effective only on that Minipet; the Minipet will not feel pain when struck with the whip. All it'll feel is its energy being sucked away." He sounded like he had said the same thing a million times over by now, "Mild amnesia is a side effect of the whip, although it does come in useful; Minipets, upon 'waking' from the sedation, will not remember what happened. It was made as an alternative to sedation medication..."
He then paused to pick up the sleeping invisible dog, holding it in his arms as he gently stroked its head. Walking towards where its owner was, Malcolm placed it and the whip that was used on it on Aymet's lap before walking out from behind the shoe rack to face his class (majority of it anyway), "Minipets will wake up after 10 to 20 seconds, and will stay lethargic for a minute after, allowing you to handle it without the risk of it attacking or running. Of course, if I ever catch you overusing this whip on your pet, I WILL END YOU- I mean, I will end your relationship with it."
By this time, the Minipets would start to get out of their trance; some might realize that they had somehow fallen asleep while others would not.
"Right, get cracking - I want the whips back by the end of the class. Only those who truly need it will receive it as a gift from me... If you think your Minipet is fine energy-wise, don't use it... Instead, bring your Minipet to me," He shrugged before smiling, "I'm fine with consultations in the classroom."
[OOC: Go on, RP your student's reaction. >.> To catch my attention, bold Malcolm's name. While your Minipet will not REMEMBER the whip, it still SEES it first, so feel free to have Minipet chaos before you land a hit/whatever you want to do with the whip.
If your student catches his eye (please do not do something dramatic though), Malcolm might allow you to keep the whip. xD
YOU HAVE 3 DAYS FROM THIS POST.]
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:35 am
Carthusia blinked and watched Professor Malcolm with earnest. The way he handled minipets was admirable - this was why he was a professor after all! She watched as Vlad and the other mini by the professor feel asleep after the sound of the whistle, and listened intently to the instructions. She was about to ask if the pets felt pain when struck with this whip, but thankfully, her question was answered shortly afterwords. Taking up on the whips Vlad was kind enough to pass out, Carthusia started to examine it. It didn't look out of the ordinary, but then again, what in Halloweentown didn't have some sort of alternate use? Pride was about to try it out when Amethyst gave her a look.
This look was strongly reminiscent of eek
Carthusia felt guilty then. After Amethyst woke up from the effects of the whistle, she just began to notice the whip in her master's hands. Pride frowned. It was never really her intention to use the whip since her crow's energy level was perfectly acceptable. Tilting her head, she addressed the crow at her feet. "Don't worry, Ame. I won't be using this on you. You don't need it. Come, let's talk to the professor." She scooped up the crow and let her perch on her finger. Amethyst twitted with relief to see the whip, unused, under Carry's arm. Pride brought the whip back to the professor and handed it to him, explaining her reasoning for not needing it.
"Professor, I don't think we'll need this. Amethyst is fine when it comes to energy. I just think she's far too... creative? to listen to me most of the time. She's a dancer, it seems. What would you recommend?"
Amethyst explained her reasoning as well. Chiiiiiiirp! (I just have the rhythm in my bones, sir! I'm an artist! She just doesn't understand!)
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:41 am
Maritess finally managed to wrestle herself free from the mytrix's grip when Malcolm blew the whistle. She caught the unconscious purple tentacle in time and lowered it gently to the floor before she devoted her full attention to the teacher. When the whip was shown, crimson eyes grew wide in disbelief. She'd never use a whip to discipline a minipet! A belt maybe but certainly not a weapon of that sort! Reluctantly, she took the whip from Vlad, gingerly petting the invisible dog while looking apprehensively at the whip. But oh, wait, it doesn't hurt them? Just makes them tired? Well, she supposed she could try it if that was the case.
Now, how should she go about this? She stared down at the purple tentacle who was just waking from its whistle-induced sleep.
"Trixie, um, you obviously can't sit can you?" Maritess mused.
Trixie was confused. How did it end down here? Why wasn't it still hugging and kissing its master? But yay! Master doesn't look upset anymore! Yaaaaaay!!! It was then that Trixie decided to go for Lizzy's minipet! Mostly because of deer's glowing nose. Shiny! Shiiiiiiny!!! Immediately its tentacles reached out for the new-thing!
"Ack! No! Trixie!" Tess gasped and cracked the whip. Or hissed. The tip struck one of Trixie's lesser tentacles and the mytrix fell over, instantly asleep.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 8:58 am
"Ah, the one who broke out in dance when asked to sit... Amethyst, it seems like your owner treats you well," He grinned, patting the Minipet gently on her head before looking up to address Carry with a smile, shaking his head, "Hold onto it for now, it will be easier for Vlad to collect it later... He gets a little... Upset if he doesn't get the chance to collect everything. Lesson 1 - know your pet well... By coming here instead of using the whip, you passed. Sort of."
Vlad sat at his master's side, looking up at the crow as it wagged its tail, letting out a soft bark, 'HEY, HEY! DOWN HERE. HIII.'
"I wish we know what they are trying to say," He nodded, laughing when Amethyst let out a chirp, "But we don't... So it is important to know what they like. You say that she is too creative to listen - I say that she does have excess energy, just not in the range where the whip is necessary. Instead, there is a better way for her to burn that excess energy away while keeping her happy... A happy pet without excess energy is more willing to listen!" He grinned, holding out a hand and gesturing for Amethyst to hop over, "Carry, can you dance?"
Then, addressing the crow, he smiled, "Amethyst, what say you if Carry here dances with you before she goes to bed every night? You are free to express yourself, but your owner needs to express herself too... And you need to learn to listen to her voice. You can dance to her voice too, I'm sure. You're a smart Corrividus... And I would love to see your moves. Send me a tape?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:16 am
Hani'ah, having effectively sniffed at most of the classes feet, as well as explored every nook and cranny, had happily trotted back to her mistress to sit on dark toes, looking up at the marid expectantly. Smiling, Yaya automatically picked her up, setting her in the slight crook of her lap made by crossed legs. She hadn't listened, but Yaya hadn't really expected her to, not yet. She was new, and young, and they were in a very interesting place. "You'll be a model companion soon, I know it." Scratching gently beneath the little scareon's chin, she chuckled when her little girl leaned into the affection, purring softly.
As Malcom called for attention again the water djinn looked up, watching their teacher as he tied a box to the invisible dog and sent him out to distribute... whips?
Yaya took one look at the thing held gingerly between two fingers before all but dropping it. No. No she would not. Horrified, she looked back up at their teacher, waiting for some kind of explanation and receiving nothing but a reassurance that the pets wouldn't feel or remember the effects of the blasted things. Frankly, that wasn't very reassuring. She'd never before needed any thing special to train her pets but a handful of really tasty treats. That had always worked just fine in the past, and it would continue to work just fine.
Hani sniffed the length of black cord laying over the ghoul's lap then turned away and yawned, laying down with tiny paws kneading against Yaya's thigh. She was behaving, Yaya wouldn't even have to entertain the idea of using the bloody whip. Still, the set of her shoulders, the way in which she was smoothing her fingers along plush blue ears. It was clear she wasn't happy about their current assignment. She didn't even want to watch the demonstration, and instead kept her eyes down on the little dream in her lap.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:18 am
Jimmy had obviously never seen a whip before; it was intrigued by it... In fact, it kept floating near it, changing into its skeletal form once in a while in excitement. Was Lizzy going to play with him using that? A short tail wagged happily as it sat down beside its owner, not noticing the tentacled-Minipet who was trying to grab its nose.
"'Oh Jimmy... How can I use this on you?" Lizzy frowned, stroking the Reigndeer's fur, "I know it doesn't hurt you, but... I mean, it seems so cruel!"
It didn't understand why its owner was frowning, but it nuzzled her leg anyway, eager to play. A second later, it changed its mind and bolted, having spotted the wiggling tentacle coming for it. However, it simply thought that the other Minipet wanted to play a game of tag with it... And was coming for it! Giving a happy bellow at its new playmate, it jumped, tripped over its over hoofs, and smacked against the end of the hissing whip, passing out by Lizzy's feet.
"Oh, Jimmy! Jimmy!"
The only response the Demoness would get was a snort, followed by intense drooling.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:02 am
Sayuri and Kuro had changed their game from 'Chase Sayuri's tail! Yaaaaaaaay!' to 'Run circles around mommy's feet DOITDOITDOITDOIT' with about as much energy as they'd started with. To be honest when they did that it did amuse Junko a bit, but she still felt very embarrassed that they didn't listen to her command to sit. Though she could at least take comfort in the fact that not a lot of other pets listened to their owners. Ugh. Eventually Junko gave up and sat down, being sure to have her feet out enough for the foxes to still run all around her. Kuro climbed up her legs onto her lap and cuddled up against his mommy, his fluffy tail thumping happily against her as he stared up at her with wide green eyes. Mommy! MommyMommyMommyMommyMommyMommyMommy! Junko giggled and flipped the fox over onto his back, rubbing and scratching at his belly. The little fox yipped with glee and closed his eyes, kicking one of his back legs quite happily. Sayuri flopped across Junko's feet, panting heavily and watching the shenanigans of the other playthings. Yes. Everything was a plaything.
When Professor Malcolm suddenly yelled for their attention Junko gasped and jumped along with her started foxes, hugging Kuro to her chest and staring wide-eyed toward him. She was not expecting that! She watched as her babies suddenly calmed down, staring in amazement. How did...but...she couldn't do that! How did that happen!?
...A...a whip?! Junko stared in horror as Vlad moved toward her with the whip. She couldn't take it. She just couldn't. No...she understood it wouldn't hurt but...but she couldn't! She just couldn't! Junko refused to take the whip, politely doing her best to send Vlad on his way. Junko nuzzled her cheek against the top of Kuro's head and reached down to pick up Sayuri as well, ignoring the way they wriggled excitedly in her arms. Mommy was going somewhere and taking them! Yaaaaaaaaaaay!
Junko then stood and made her way shyly over to the professor. "Um...Professor Malcolm? Not that I...er...that is to say, I understand our minipets won't really be hurt by these but..." Junko frowned and glanced back toward her hair. "As someone who often gets whipped and abused by her own hair on a regular basis I can't bring myself to intentionally use something like that on Sayuri or Kuro," Derpy little Sayuri especially. "They're just very full of energy. Sayuri especially, and it's her that usually gets Kuro started as it is. Is there some kind of other method I could use for them?" If he insisted on the whip issue she could probably be persuaded into at least trying it, but Junko honestly could not see herself even looking like she was inflicting harm on anyone regardless of if it would actually hurt her minipets or not.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 11:50 am
"Hm, in your case, I really would recommend using the whip," He raised an eye brow, looking at the two energy-filled Minipets, "I do understand why you would be opposed to such a method of handling them though, and will not force you to use it if you really don't want to... However, the next time I send Vlad to give you something, just take it... Like I had told Carry, he doesn't like it when nothing goes into the box on his return trip. There is also another reason, though... Here..."
He reached into the box still attached to Vlad's harness, and pulled out a whip, slinging it over Junko's shoulders to rest behind her neck. Then, he smiled, scratching both foxes behind their ears, "Seems like you've made your owner worry a lot, Sayuri, Kuro... Why don't you go ahead and play with this instead?"
Then, addressing the class, he yelled, "Anyone opposed to whipping, here is an alternative! Seriously though, this was made as a whip to make it easier for you to 'tap' your Minipet... If you want to use the softer method though, please pay attention here!"
He dangled the end of the whip, still slung over the ghoul's shoulders, in front of Sayuri, making sure that it was out of reach of Kuro. The whip made a hissing sound like when Malcolm had used it on Aymet's Minipet, but in a lower volume - the sound was meant to enchant, but it doesn't always work. Still, if Sayuri even as much touch the end of the whip while its moving, it should work as well, although it would not be as effective.
"Mmm, Junko, right?" He nodded with a small smile as he continued to dangle the whip in front of Sayuri, "You give them plenty of affection, I see... But keeping their energy levels down will minimize the risk of them hurting themselves, and that is a form of love too... What do they like to do? Just run?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 12:27 pm
As the professor spoke, Colette poked and shook her sleeping Reindeer. Bits of the flooring he had been chewing on flopped out of his mouth as he snoozed and it laid at her feet in a wet heap. Dasher was already pretty laid-back, enough for Colette anyway, and she didn't want him to sleep or become even more lax! She liked doing what she could with him. If he was sleeping, it wouldn't be as bonding.
When he began to wake up, she looked at him sympathetically and let out a conflicted "Awh.." Colette didn't know whether to listen to the professor or do her own thing. Sure, the whip wouldn't hurt him, but.. it felt wrong to force him to sleep and it was certainly far from what she wanted. By now, Dasher had picked up the wet, half chewed flooring he had dropped and began chewing again.
Colette reluctantly held the whip in her hand and stared at it in thought, wiggling it now and again. No, she couldn't use it. Even if she assumed professors were always right, this just wasn't right for Dasher. Maybe someone else, but certainly not Dasher.
Hauling up her Reindeer with the whip in hand, Colette walked over to Professor Malcom. "Professor? I don't think Dasher needs this," Colette said after holding out the whip. She bit her lip nervously, hoping she didn't insult him. "He's not all that energetic."
Dasher wasn't opposed to being picked up and he laid against Colette indifferently as she spoke to the professor, still chewing on the flooring he assumed to be grass while staring in concentration at no real fixated point.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 1:47 pm
She had kept a good firm hold of Callix since his...extremely embarrassing act of cleavage dive bombing. LW was still red in the cheeks and had thus remained very quiet, which was peculiar for the she-wolf. Her hands were holding Callix back against her stomach while the batling relaxed (for now) and watched the other minipets. He was probably also deciding who his next victim could be if his lady master were to release her grip on him again. Then again, he was probably happy to sit in her lap as well. There was no telling sometimes with Callix.
When the whistle rang out she heard an annoying high pitched sound and blinked when all the pets in the room seemed to loose all the tension on their bodies and slump over. Sleeping. Now that was a neat little trick to use. Something like that whistle would come in hand during the early hours of the morning when Callix and her demon cat, Lucifer, were having their 'play time'. She relaxed her hold a little and ran a hand along the top of her pets head while he was zonked out for the moment.
LW all but froze up when the professor explained what they were supposed to do next. Her eyes grew wide as she watched the whip. Oh Jack! Oh Candlejack! She...she was supposed to use something like that against Callix?! Her grip on her pet tightened and her tail curled around her legs. Sure Callix was a pain and a little manwhore, but...there was no was no way LW could use something like that. Even if it didn't hurt them.
Besides, wasn't it for pets that had energy? True, Callix had some energy, but his biggest problem was having a constant dirty mind. Not something the she-wolf felt he really deserved to have a whip used against him for.
LW hesitantly took the whip from the invisible dog, planning on handing it back to the professor. Callix, however, having started to rouse and blinking around slight confusion, at the mere sight of the strange thing let out one of his high pitched screeches, doing his best to push himself as far away as possible from the whip. Having no where else to run, he covered his head with his wings and ducked down in her lap. This of course made the she-wolf feel awful. How the hell was she supposed to use something like that against him with that face!
With a groan, LW stood up carefully, holding on to the frightened batling with one arm, whip hiding against her side with the other. She carefully made her way towards Professor Malcom. It appeared that she wasn't the only one that had either. "Umm, s'cuse me, Professor. I...don't think this is what I need for...him." LW held the batling up a little, who was still hiding his head under his wings. "He can have some energy, but nothing too terrible." She added, still feeling bad for even taking hold of the whip. "Maybe...there is something else I should be doing, or using, for him?" Man, she felt small again, having to approach the professor like this and all. Not to mention Callix was making her just want to shove her face in his fur and nuzzle him!
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 4:33 pm
Barth did not really have any ethical concerns in regards to whips. He had a different problem. When all the other pets had clearly fallen asleep, Glop had not changed much.
He prodded the blob with the butt of the whip, doubtfully. It made a burbling noise.
Maybe, maybe Glop was concealing its boundless reserves of energy for the right moment to strike. He watched it for a while, waiting for an attack. He was willing to concede that his pet, given a few months, might pose a danger to something. In the mean time, energy was the least of its problems. Barth was also grateful the whips didn't work on fellow students. His own energy reserves bordered on low to very low. A device like that was bound to knock him out for a week.
He finally scooped Glop up, like a giant slug, and offered it the the professor.
"Sir? Is there err, an alternative-alternative?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 4:45 pm
Maybe he should have considered that he had a room full of female students who probably were against the idea of a whip. Or whipping, for that matter.
Turning to Colette while still trying to get Sayuri to bat at the wiggling end of the hissing whip, he nodded, "From the exercise, it does seem like all Dasher needed was some training, a way to focus his energy and less pampering from you." Stroking his chin with a free hand, Malcolm stared thoughtfully at the Reigndeer, "Does it take you seriously at all? I'm sure it had gotten into trouble in the past by... Chewing on things it shouldn't chew on, for example."
He raised an eye brow, gesturing at the carpet in the Minipet's mouth, "Either you didn't stop it from tearing at out, or it didn't listen when you asked it not to. The former is worse than the latter... Imagine if I was someone who would send students to detention - because of Dasher, you would have to waste your time doing chores for the school when you could have spend it on quality time with it..."
When another student approached him with a similar problem, the professor first looked at Colette, then at LW before continuing with a soft sigh, "Hold onto the whip, both of you... Vlad feels off if he doesn't collect it back later... And he can be pretty upset if even one whip is missing."
Looking at the perverted little batling, he chuckled, reaching out to pat it gently, "Ah, no need to be afraid of that whip, Callix... It seems like your owner is against its use. However, you really should stop embarrassing her like that."
Withdrawing his hand, he gestured towards the whip both ghouls were holding, "The whip can be used as a sort of last resort. Use it gently if it's being disobedient in a way that would get you or your Minipet into any form of danger or trouble. That way, even if it didn't listen to your command, you would be able to remove them from the situation, and when they wake up, explain to them why you had to remove them from that situation."
He smiled, his expression softening, "Since they'll be rather lethargic for a while after waking up, the'll have no choice but to sit and listen... Now, tell me more about your pets... Colette, I need you to implement a sort of system where he gets treats for good behavior, and nothing for bad. Think hard about what he likes to be used as a reward, and I think for you, ignoring him will be the best punishment to use - and it'll train you as well. I pamper my Minipets too... I do love it when they respond positively, but they know what to do and what not to do. Pampering them too much destroys this balance. They'll think that you'll always be there to get them out of any potential trouble."
To LW, he paused before nodding, "Does Callix have anything that interests it more than the chest of another female?"
Of course, he couldn't resist chuckling at Barth when he approached, "I'm glad to see that you have a lot in common with your Minipet... Honestly, he has to be trained to listen to basic instructions since there is really nothing I can do about his energy levels judging by your own disposition." He nodded at the Sloth Demon, "If I helped you make it more active, you probably would be unable to keep up."
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 6:15 pm
The sudden shout from the professor had grabbed Astras full attention, as well as her disobedient minipet. They both watched as Vlad came towards them, and she picked up the object inside the box. A whip? she looked at the object, and then at Ryu who was eying the whip with contempt, before suddenly slumping to the ground from the whistle.
She listened to the explanation, how it was painless to the minipets and they would forget that they were even whipped...Well, it seemed like it wouldn't hurt them, but she failed to see how this was going to make Ryu listen to her. He wasn't a 'energetic' pet. He was just stuck up and thought he was better then her. At least thats how she saw it.
Still, perhaps if she could just butt him with the end of it, instead of actually using it. he would listen to her then? She waited until the minipet had woken up, then started to talk to him. "Okay ryu...now I need you to listen to me, because if you don't, you'll get into trouble, okay?" she held the whip out for him to see, and then told him to sit again.
And again, the dragon didn't budge.
"...Why wont you listen tome..." sighing, she started to poke him with the whip, but even with the object threatening to put him to sleep, he wasn't about to listen to her.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 6:32 pm
He still wanted her to use the whip? Junko frowned and looked incredibly unsure still. She needed to use it? But why? The action just seemed so cruel and Junko would never wish the treatment she received from Her upon anyone! She winced a little at the slight scolding she received for just not taking a whip at all, bowing her head. "I apologize. I won't do it again." Junko frowned again as the whip was put across her shoulders, her eyes turning down to it with a look of worry. What was he planning?
Sayuri and Kuro remained ever oblivious to the happenings with these whip things, leaning into the ear scritchings they were receiving with closed eyes and tails thumping against their mommy. Pets! They loved pets. They loved them, oh yes they did! Kuro tried licking at Malcolm's fingers before the man pulled away to direct them to the toy on their mommy's shoulder. Both of them stared at it with wide eyes and perked ears. Junko blinked and looked shocked when she was used as the example. In front. Of. EVERYONE! Oh Jack! OhJackohJackohJackohJackohJackohJack! No! Nonono! She..she couldn't...gah! Why?! Junko tensed visibly and blushed, trying not to look at anyone who may or may not have been watching her as Malcolm dangled the end of the whip closer to Sayuri.
The purple pygmy fox's attention was caught hook, line and sinker. She stared intently at the hissing thing, tail thumping against her mommy. Toy! Yes! A new toy! She snapped out at it to try to get a hold of it and play with the hissy thing, managing to get a good hold on it until she suddenly looked rather sleepy. She didn't pass right out but she did leg go and sway a bit, nuzzling her head against Junko and closing her eyes. Junko gasped. Whoa! It..it worked! And she didn't have to 'attack' them!
"Ah, yes. My name is Junko.." Junko replied to Malcolm. Sayuri saw the dangly thing again and reached up with a lazy paw to get it, finding it out of her reach. Noooooooo! "They do run a lot. And they fight..not real fighting! Just play fighting. Like, wrestling and gnawing on each other. Sayuri slams into doors and walls and...things...a lot." Junko admitted with a slight sigh. Sayuri was the one she wanted to take to this class, not Kuro. "So I can just let them paw at the whip and that'll work too?" That worked...like a toy!
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2011 6:52 pm
"I guess?" She wasn't sure if Dasher took her seriously, the Reaper couldn't recall a situation where she had been serious with the Reindeer. However, when Professor Malcom brought up Dasher's chewing, Colette remembered the truth or dare night. He had been clinging to Christof via a bite onto the patchwork's scarf, and Christof was flailing about in distress, but she didn't even care about that. She hated the patchwork, he was crazy and could have lured Dasher for all she knew.
Nonetheless, the Professor was right. Colette hadn't stopped Dasher from chewing what he had ripped up. It was already torn and in his mouth, she didn't even think of making the Reindeer stop because the deed was already done, what was the point? At his comment of detention, Colette looked at the floor and apologized for the incident. "Sorry.." She felt she had already messed up enough in the class and the Reaper could tell her face was becoming warm in embarrassment. She didn't want to do this anymore.
Colette kept the whip upon request but sighed heavily. "Okay." She didn't want it! Why couldn't he just take the stupid whip? And that was it, she was pretty sure she would always be there to keep him safe. Truth or dare was different. Christof is just a lunatic, that's something Colette was sure of. The boil almost beat her with a stick, but she was there.
Her frustration of the class and having to change how she cared for Dasher was starting up, and she mumbled as she spoke, "I just give him whatever." Reindeer weren't exactly common to her knowledge, and Colette had no idea what he regularly ate besides grass. She usually offered him whatever she was eating at the time and if he ate it, then he ate it. If not, she'd muster up something else. Namely, candy. She just wanted to get class over with so she could go mope.
Dasher just kept chewing and chewing and chewing, unaware that the substance clearly didn't break down like grass. In fact, he didn't even seem to care about what was going on. No one was paying much attention to him anyway, and so he slowly started to become invisible out of sheer boredom.
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