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 Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 8:36 am
She could practically feel Riley's hackles rising, the words out of her mouth would make any demon shiver with delight, but what she was offering wasn't quite the same. Riley was right, Sammy would never agree to that. Not without having Riley offer something just as important in exchange.
"I think either way you'll end up helping Junko and Shehk, it benefits you in the long run, and them." She slid off the table glancing at the cannon as Christof placed a small dent in it, her eyebrow quirked up slightly as she looked from the patchwork to Riley wondering when he had gotten such bulk.
"I'll talk to Junko in a moment though." As she said this she looked Riley clear in the eye, in that moment she would say something else only Riley would ever be able to hear.
Are you sure you want to pass on that other offer so soon? Her hand reached to one of the pockets on her jacket pulling out two pins, her own, and the one from Helma, wrapping the Helma one in her fingers she held the one sporting blood stained dog tags where Riley would see it. I'll give you my support, but only if you give me yours in turn.
It was a rather ballsy move, offering her pin to Riley, it wasn't a demon mark, but it was close enough in theory, and to ask for Riley's in turn was probably something that could make or break the deal. Sammy took the gamble anyway; all hopping that the small pin from Helma would convince Riley that Sammy was worth having on her side.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 8:51 am
Sammy's ploy backfired.
As soon as Riley saw that other pin, her eyes flushed with red. She couldn't believe her friend had just shown her the one thing she had failed to get. Sammy had just reminded Riley of how much of a failure she was..
.. and she expected some kind of favor in return?
Go talk to Junko. Riley hissed, barely able to contain her fury. She wanted to say so much more, so much worse, but it would end their friendship there and then if she allowed it.
Riley's eyes closed, pinching to keep from having to look anymore.
Just. Go.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 8:57 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 8:58 am
The brief flash was all Sammy needed, both the pins where gone in the same moment and she said nothing else. Even as Riley told her to go she had already turned her back to head off to find Junko's booth.
If one thing was for sure having this pin resulted in at least a small portion of your friends either resenting you, being jealous, or possibly hating your guts at some point or another.
It was also now raining coins? Gold ones? No, chocolate, gabbing a few of Jericho's coins she continued to wander away munching on one for the time being.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:01 am
It rained chocolate coins.
And Riley couldn't give a s**t.
If there was any single indicator that she was breaking, that was it.
She turned around in the booth, before pushing herself off, and walking behind the wall of the booth itself.
Then she sunk down where no one else could see, and cried.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:10 am
The fact that Riley had ignored the chocolates was a serious indicator that something was wrong. Jericho spent no time to get over to her booth, peeking around the wall to see what she was doing. There, he stopped in his tracks as he saw his best friend breaking down. Between seeing it and feeling it, it was almost enough to make the dragon start shedding some tears as well, but he did what he could to not let the latter get to him.
Sitting down against the wall next to the mindflayer, he watched her for a moment, then silently placed an arm and wing around her, and even attempted to ping some waves of affection towards her hoping to comfort her. He didn't know what Sammy had done exactly, but now wasn't really the time to ask.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:18 am
She had silently followed behind Jericho, and when he vanished behind the booth too, she hesitated for a second before doing the same. Seeing both Riley and Jericho huddled up together like that, she was about to blush and leave when she realized that something didn't feel quite right with the both of them. More specially, with the Mindflayer.
"... Riley...?" Her expression softened as she walked over, stopping on the other side of the ghoul before dropping to the ground beside her. Carefully, she wriggled an arm under Jericho's wing and the other around the front of her friend. She decided not to comment; this seemed like a bad time for that, after all.
Just hugs and cuddles. Her hand - the one behind Riley - also moved to affectionately stroke her tentacles; it was different from doing it with hair, but it was for comfort either way.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:28 am
What was the point of hiding when people still found you anyway?
Nooo, She practically whined when Jericho dropped down around her, but there was no struggling against that familiar warmth that enveloped her, forcing her to feel the comfort of his friendship. She dropped down against him, curling up into herself slightly.
But her entire body froze when she felt someone who wasn't Jericho call her name, and wrap her arms around her. Someone who wasn't Jericho was watching her crumble - watching her grand facade fall apart right in front of their very eyes.
She was losing this battle, piece by piece. And with this realization, came a fresh set of silent tears.
I'm okay. She tried to sound capable for Lizzy, but her voice ended up sounding like that of a pouting child. It would probably be better if she didn't speak at all, anymore.
Her body shuddered slightly, when Lizzy stroked her tentacles. Subtly, without the ghoul even realizing it, Riley made sure to move them so as to keep from an awkward situation occuring. Now, it was nothing but soothing comfort she felt from her friend's touch.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:35 am
Christof had been standing by, waiting for the order to come... btu the order never came. She wasn't ready just yet. Maybe there was time to fix the- and then a fight seemed to happen, and Mistress was storming away. Oh, Hell's Bells- He set the box down, hurrying after her to make sure everything was fine...
But once again, Jericho had gotten there first. Somehow. He had been at the other booth this time, even, but here he was, cuddling an upset Mistress, leaving the Igor to stand uselessly near by. What should he do?
Riley had made it very clear she didn't appreciate Christof's attempts to console or cuddle with her. Dragons and Plague Doctors only.
He sagged a bit, shifting as he watched helplessly, before noticing that other people were beginning to gather, curious about the upset Mindflayer, and he crept forward to try to drag Lizzy back. Mistress needed her private time.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:38 am
"Mmm," It sounded like a... Uh, mother comforting her child, who had just fallen and grazed her knee and was crying but insisting that she was fine. Yeah, something along those lines (because Lizzy's player is an uncreative, sleep-deprived creature) as she continued to hold Riley and stroke her tentacles, leaning on her friend as she closed her eyes.
She would be singing something soothing too, if not for the fact that her voice was not... Well, that great. And she was shy. That and someone was tugging on her arm; her eyes were closed; she thought it was Jericho or even Riley. When she opened her eyes and saw Christof instead, however, she paused, blinking at the patchwork.
"Let's take a walk," She suggested after a moment of silence, pausing stroking the ghoul's tentacles momentarily, "Take a breather..." She didn't know that Christof wanted her to go away.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:44 am
Riley liked the idea of a walk. Getting away from the public eye, so she could compose herself and get back to work? Yeah, that sounded about right. She would even do it with Lizzy, if it meant no one else seeing.
But as soon as the offer was made, Lizzy was being pulled away from her, and Riley almost felt a sense of loss. She stood up, which ended up taking Jericho with her simply because he had intertwined around her so thoroughly, and followed Lizzy as she was pulled away by Christof.
It's okay. Riley whispered to Christof, brushing her eyes with the butt of her hand before shaking her head. She still had the support of the larger dragon boil behind her, and for now, it kept her standing firm despite how she felt.
It's okay, Christof. She laid a hand on his shoulder gently, to stop him from pulling Lizzy away. Let's just. All.
.. all what?
Let's get back to work.
She hardly looked ready or composed, and her face was flushed from being upset, but if she had to run her booth this way, she would.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:54 am
"... After a quick walk around the festival," She added to Riley's sentence with a small smile, pulling herself back from Christof to take the Mindflayer's arm before her hand slid down to give the back of Riley's hand a comforting pat.
Even though part of her just wanted to sit down, cuddle/hug and stroke some hair tentacles. That was the best way to comfort someone; no words needed. Besides, she had Jericho there too, holding her... He is probably the only one, apart from Malodore, who can really comfort her, judging from how close the two seem to be.
"I'm sure that this booth will be will taken care of, despite you being away," She nodded, taking a side glance at Christof, "It'll only be for a while anyway~"
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 9:57 am
Christof sagged, still looking troubled and worried, fidgeting with the end of his pony tail as he watched the two ghouls get to their feet, shuffling a bit as he tried to avoid Jericho's gaze before nodding at Lizzy's words. I will watch over things, Mistress... he murmured mentally, If... if you need some fresh air or something... Anything you need, Mistress... He needed to tend to his own booth, but... well, Masters and Mistresses came first. It was instinct.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 10:17 am
While she was unaware of Christof's mental murmurs to Riley, she did see his nod and took it that he was going to care for the booth while Riley was away. Or rather, while Riley was being dragged away by her for a quick walk, to help her calm down. Maybe regain her composure; she wasn't used to seeing a... Crying and well, sort of broken Riley.
It was almost a relief to see that yes, Riley is as much of a human Halloweener as she was. Or Jericho. Or Mac. Or Charlie. While she was rather upset that she had to see Riley like this to 'confirm' this, Lizzy couldn't help but feel that she would be able to open up to her a lot easier now.
After all, she hadn't really got over her feelings about Riley from that time.
"Let's go then," She patted Riley on the back of her hand again before taking her arm, hooking her own around hers before pulling her (and effectively Jericho) away from the student council candidates' booths and game booths; she wanted to bring Riley to somewhere quieter. More private and away from the eyes of the other students...
... After all, image is important for a student council member.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 10:29 am
Seeing Lizzy appear, Jericho glanced up, not having expected her to follow him. Before too long, Christof had shown up as well, and he was tugging the spider demon away.
Standing up with Riley, he continued to hold onto her in the meantime. She seemed to be leaning against him a fair amount, so he was doing what he could to keep her up.
His gaze shifted between the others in the area, frowning as he heard Riley wanting to get back to work. He wasn't so certain if having her work the booth while she was like this was a good idea. As Lizzy said, image meant quite a bit for the student council... and Riley was running for President.
"We'll get back to work once we take a break," he said while walking along with her and Lizzy.
"Christof... can you keep an eye on things for a bit?"
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