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 Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 10:15 am
Joachim was lost, however, this came to little to no surprise to anyone not even himself considering the mere fact that he had wandered rather aimlessly for the last hour through the school. Despite attending the open house the pale faced reaper was never one who always remembered where things were and had more of a nature to nap while being drugged along to some other upbeat, man-eating plant booth. Not that he didn't have fun it was just all too much for him, Joachim was one to take things slow and was more than happy to avoid loud noises and physical activity in which was what he had been avoiding since he started attending school.
Pulling a small heavily decorated wooden flute out of his pocket he wrapped his fingers around as he looked around for something to use as a seat. Catching a glimpse of a set of stairs outside of library, or was it the cafeteria? He wasn't sure but he walked up a few steps before sitting down noting that there was little to no one passing by. Pressing the flute to his lips he played a long somber sounding note that seemed to send a resonating feeling through his fingertips. The ebony colored mouse who was previously asleep on his head woke with a start as she tugged on a clump of hair in protest.
Pulling the flute away he looked up as if peering at the sky as the sun started to fringe the sky with orange, "sorry Merel." Joachim replied his voice almost as sad as the note he had played, however he pressed the flute to his lips again and continued this time with a series of notes. He continued to play ignoring the waking of his other mice, not that Phorum, Yaus, Kas, and Loes seemed to mind the tune as much as Merel had. Phorum was even content to peek his nose out for a moment before curling back into the coat pocket and continue his nap.
The tune was a dreary one, and Joachim seemed to have forgotten that he was no where other than on a steps of some building on the Amity campus. He seemed rather content in just playing, unaware of his surroundings except for the mere notion lingering in the back of his head reminding him that at some point he should really find the music room or hall.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 11:17 am
There was a funny thing about having big ears, and that was that they had this way of catching onto noise without a problem in the world. Tomoko, a master at getting lost herself, had been making her own rounds in the hallways consulting with some map she held in a completely unnatural way out on the palm of her hand.
A lot of things Tomoko did were highly unnatural, at that.
However, in her wanderings her ears perked up, swivelling to try and catch the strange noise that seemed to pierce through the air; it was almost creepily enchanting, and Tomoko couldn't help but follow the noise in an attempt to find the source of it. It was probably curiosity, if Tomoko had to attribute it to something herself.
She exited the building she'd been in cautiously (which, for the record, had been the entrance to the gym), pausing in the doorway to watch the boil who had taken a seat on the steps. Her ears seemed to itch the longer she listened to him play his somber tune.
Without a word, Tomoko walked down the steps and took a seat next to Joachim, propping her chin in one palm, elbow against her knee and cradling her ball of stars against her lap.
She seemed content to simply listen and not interrupt the piper as he played.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 12:31 pm
The reaper paid little to no attention to the presences of the ghoul who had taken a seat next to him listening to his tune, his mind was elsewhere lingering in every note of the song that told an old but familiar story of a fair maiden meeting death and despite her bribes her life was taken. It was one of his favorites though it may have been due to the mere fact that it always seemed to send shivers up his family's spine though he could never figure out why. He continued to play his eyes were closed as he grew closer to the end of the tune the notes grew heavier and drawn out. When he reached the last note he held and then let it drift away as if a lingering whisper fading into the wind drifting away.
He waited, unmoved for a few minutes before pulling the flute away from his lips and opening his eyes, "that was not my best." He looked up at the sky as if talking again to the black mouse, his voice edged with annoyance. Merel squeaked and tugged on a clump of hair on the side that the ghoul sat to alert him of the presences of an onlooker.
"Ack!" Joachim jumped a little scooting away when he turned and looked at the ghoul sitting there, oblivious that she had even shown up to listen. Clutching his chest he took a deep breath, "errr... hello?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 1:14 pm
She seemed to start right when the boil recoiled from the realization she was there, scooting about a foot away from him and giving him a wide-eyed look of fright.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" she repeated it several times waving her hands in front of her in a sort of apologetic manner. Her ears drooped at the uncertain greeting, her brows furrowing together ever so slightly before she shifted back to where she'd been sitting before. She'd never actually surprised someone like that.
She herself had been surprised by far too much, so she hadn't expected anybody to be surprised by her
"I just heard you playing and came to listen...." she said, grabbing her ears and pulling them down with a small frown, embarassed by how the reaper had reacted to her presence. "I can leave if it bothered you that much..." she suggested, letting go of one of the earlier harassed ears to run her hand over her ball of stars in a paranoid manner.
She mumbled a bit. "Was just curious....." she whispered. "'cause it sounded nice...."
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 1:45 pm
Oh way to go Joachim, lets scare the first ghoul you meet when you actually finally get into the school, the reaper thought as she gave him a wide-eyed look of fright. This could get worse, no it would get worse he thought as he watched her droop and then tug on them with a frown. The rather endearing expression only made the unsettling feeling in his gut scream of guilt that went to spread across his body. He could feel the unwanted taint of red starting to show in his cheeks as he shook his head at her, "err no no you didn't bother me so please don't leave because of me. I am..errr.. sorry for scaring you?"
Joachim wrapped his hands around his flute in motion that resembled wringing out a soaked cloth before realizing that he was probably damaging the poor thing. He looked at his shoes for a moment and then back to the ghoul, his face still held its permanent frown however he tried to himself sound as sincere as possible, "I should... thank you for listening. It was my fault I didn't realize someone was listening I just..... assumed I was alone and I tend to forget...."
He looked around seeing only a few students in the distance moving to another building it was far more motion than at home, "I forget that there are others here sometimes.... errr... my name is Joachim, Joachim von Helmar it's I guess a pleasure to meet you."
He still felt pretty guilty of being so afraid of her, really she didn't seem rather scary in appearance. Actually she was far from freighting looking but then again rats scared him so there was little to no surprise there.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 2:23 pm
"I thought I'd upset you." Tomoko explained, not really frightened..well, to say she hadn't been completely thrown by his sudden movement would have been a lie, but she certainly had been surprised by it!
She leaned forward as the boil spoke, propping her elbows onto her knees and resting her chin in her palms, giving him a long look while he explained himself. A small smile graced the kitsune's features. Tomoko shrugged lightly. "Oh, I understand how it is. You don't need to explain it to me." she smiled more, seeming completely joyous.
The kitsune paused, moving from her arms to smooth down her still frazzled tails with a careful smoothing. A very careful smoothing down of her fur completed, to keep herself from looking too much of an aggressor, she looked up at Joachim again.
"I am Tomoko. Just Tomoko." she laughed a bit. "Well, not 'just' Tomoko, but I'm not allowed to share my full name."
It could have caused a problem if she was off sharing that.
"It is very nice to meet you too, Mr. Von Helmar." she smiled, petting her hand across her own possession she was carrying about.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 5:30 pm
A small bit of envy settled in Joachim's heart as the kitsune ghoul gave him a smile, he couldn't smile like that not even if he tried. A frown seemed to always present itself regardless if he wanted it to or not and when he made the attempt to smile it came out as nothing more than a creeper's face in which was probably worse than if he just didn't smile all together.
"Well... I am glad you understand," he replied with a nod of his head as she brushed her blonde like fur, however unlike a cat she seemed to possess more than one tail in which made him slightly curious if she ate mice or not. Merel on the other hand was not so curious but instead squeaked in protest that the introductions were made and she was not included in them.
"You can just call me Joachim the Mr. isn't needed, Tomoko, and errr... I don't know if mice bother you or if you..." he looked off to the side before shuffling his feet not wanting to accuse her of things, "eat them but the one on my head making all of the fuss is Merel. There are others...." Joachim stopped as he tried to look around for where the others had scattered to after he had moved in a rather startled manner.
Loes was sitting next to him tugging on his sleeve and him ignoring her completely, her eyes were glued to the ball that the ghoul held in her lap. It was far pretty than the round pumpkin shape plastic ball that Joachim had given to her to stand on however he felt as if her staring at it was just as bad as begging for it.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 12:17 pm
"I do not eat Mice. My mother has groomed me to have a very un-animalistic diet in order to infiltrate the homes of humans in the future to pose as a wife." she crinkled her nose at the idea, smiling a bit afterwards. "I do not want to pretend to be the wife of a human. I have heard they are quite smelly creatures and have bad manners."
She shrugged lightly. "Mice are also very small and would not make a sufficient diet for someone of my size." she added in extra confidence. "I don't have a taste for hunting either..." her ears drooped. She would make a very poor wild animal, to be honest. Unlike some other animal-esque students who ran out into the wilds the first chance they got.
"I'm sorry. I give everybody some sort of honorific when I talk to them." She admitted, scratching the back of her head. "I can't help it. It is more of that grooming from childhood." She laughed lightly.
Tomoko looked up at the mouse that was perched in the reaper's hair, nodding towards it. "Hello, Merel." she greeted, though after a moment her eyes trailed down to look at the mouse that seemed to be eying her ball of stars.
She stared at it intently.
Perhaps even suspiciously.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 8:47 am
Joachim rose a brow as she mentioned that she had heard that humans were smelly creatures with poor manners reminding him that he had heard the rather familiar words before. His grandfather had always ranted on about how humans were the most untrusting, atrocious little beings who had no sense in their little bird brains other than being full of greed and selfishness. The boil merely shrug his shoulders at his grandfather's rant taking the old reaper to be a rather batty old fool with cobwebs and dust filling in mind.
"I don't think I have ever heard anything good about humans either, but then again I have never seen one so I don't really know for myself," he replied not wanting to repeat his grandfather's words to her considering they were unpleasant. Joachim watched as ear drooped again wondering what he or herself had said to make her rather depressed in her appearance. "Err… I guess they would make for a rather poor meal for someone your size not that I thought of it I just….. err well more or less I am glad you don't eat them." He shrugged his shoulders and folded his hands out in front of him feeling a bit awkward in what to say, conversations where not something he was particularly familiar with.
"It's ok, I don't think having honorific is a terrible thing to add I just prefer not feeling like my father," Joachim shook his head lightly at her to reassure that he didn't mind her polite behavior.
Merel gave a squeak in return as if to hello to the kitsune, Loes on the other hand still remained watching the star orb leaving Joachim feeling uneasy. Scooping up the white mouse she held her in front of his face. "You know better Loes, its her's not ours," he retorted as he pressed his lips into a disgruntled frown. The mouse squeaked and attempted to make what sounded as if a pitiful cry. Shaking his head the reaper set the white mouse on the stairs on the far side so she could no longer look at the kitsune, "sorry about Loes."
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 10:57 am
"I've never seen one either." the kitsune sighed. "I've seen pictures of them, but they're all so blurry and grain-y, sometimes I wonder if they actually exist." The fact that the pictures Tomoko had seen were an ironic homage to the images of Loch Ness and BigFoot were completely lost to her.
Tomoko's fingers had gone taut around the ball of stars, as though ready to pick it up and hold it out of reach at any moment. Possessive kitsune as possessive, as much as she tried to not be. It was a miracle she'd even let it out of her hands to let Junko hold it when they'd gone to the island-of-evil-things. Oh, that island... the kitsune's nose sniffled a bit at the mere thought of it.
Though there was soon a pause as Tomoko looked at the mouse, then at her ball of stars, and then a small lightbulb seemed to be lit in her head. She ran her hand in a circular motion across the top of the ball of stars, leaving a trail of sparkles from the contact, holding her other hand out towards the Reaper.
"Here! She can play with this.." she offered, the middle of her palm glowing dully before a smaller ball formed up from that point. It was about a fourth of the size of the one in her lap, but held a bit of mass.
"As long as she doesn't climb on it, she should be able to play." she explained. "I don't think I could make a weight-supporting..or any sort of extreme-supporting illusions, but to roll around or played with it should be OK."
The kitsune puffed her little chest out with the gesture, seeming pleased with herself.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 8:14 am
"I think they exist…." Joachim replied as he tapped both of his middle index fingers together unsure if what he had just said to the kitsune had come across as an insult to her thoughts or maybe just rude. "I'm just not sure what exactly they are…. I mean I think my grandfather is a little crazy but I don't think he would lie about them all together," he shook his head as if he was trying to completely convince himself that the matter of humans wasn't science fiction spewed all over him by some old reaper's imagination.
He watched as she swept her hands across the top of the ball that she held in his hands realizing that it wasn't nearly as solid or as tangible as he thought it was when she held it. Whatever she did with the glowing ball of stars, (and to be exact Joachim wasn't sure quite what he saw or still what it was) but it was a rather amazing little trick or ability she could do with something that looked as if it was plucked from the sky.
"Err thank you, " Joachim replied as he gently picked it up between his fingers. He was almost afraid that it would merely slip through his fingers disperse into the air. Yet it held together in his hands as he rolled it into his palm looking at it with curiosity as if trying to understand what held something so fragile together. Loes was tugging on the pocket of his coat still miffed about being set apart from what she had her eyes set on and the conversation between the reaper and ghoul. He set the small ball of stars on the stairs between him and the kitsune and scooped Loes and set her next to it.
"You can play with it but as she said do not stand on it if you do then you will end up popping it," he replied repeating the information that she had given him into information the mouse could understand. Loes looked at the kitsune and squeaked happily before she started to nudge the small ball around in a circle.
"Loes you are so spoiled." he replied in a flat tone as he watched her for a few minutes. Looking back at Tomoko he gave what he could of a faint smile, "again… thank you. You didn't have to do that for her."
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