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 Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 2:04 pm
It was a hit and miss relationship, and right at the moment it was a hit. Roch lounged on his bed, the door of his dorm room left open, JD lounging on the bed next to his leg, cleaning himself. Music was playing on the speakers connected to Roch's eyephone, and both of them had finally settled on a station that they could enjoy. That meant neither was yelling at the other, for the moment.
That is, until JD sat up abruptly, hissing angrily, his back arched before he jumped off the bed and raced out of the room. Roch sat up, looking a bit blank by the change of mood, before getting up to see what the jack was going on.
JD had found a mouse. A very chubby mouse. One that looked as if he was well cared for. It would make an excellent dinner.
"Hey," Roch said, seeing the mouse. "Is that a tuba?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 2:17 pm
"Yaus?" A voice replied as almost as a sound of a whisper down the hallway of the dormitory, the pale faced reaper held a wooden flute in his hand unsure if playing a tune to seek his fellow mouse was a good or not. He had only been living there for a week and the last thing he wanted to do was have some other reaper come storming into the hall over a racket of music. In which would just annoy him considering Joachim never felt that his music was racket, it was well music.
Merel gave a small squeak of a sound as something furry darted across the hallway and further away from them, behind it something even larger and furrier chased after it. Whatever it was it seemed to be rather intent in running after.... YAUS!
Joachim gritted his teeth as he shoved his flute into his pocket, he loathed the idea of having to run especially since he was not built to run. He was more inclined to walk and play not having to fight a flea bitten cat. Taking in a deep breath he started to pick up his pace hoping not to lose sight of the furry creatures.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 2:22 pm
"Jack! Dammit! Don't go killin' musical mice!" Roch bellowed, rushing past the (somewhat) moving reaper and diving for the cat. The cat jumped, twisting in midair to escape his master before landing on his feet and giving chase again.
"Bloody--" Roch growled, shoving himself to his feet and glancing back at the other reaper. "Sorry, I didn't bump you, did I?" he asked before racing after the minipets again.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 2:47 pm
Joachim could almost feel a hiss start to form on his lips as Merel let out a rather annoying screech of dislike and protest.
"That thing..... is your cat!" He replied trying to keep his voice hushed as much as he could, he couldn't entirely blame the reaper for his cat's behavior however the longer he spent chasing after it the more energy and less of a nap he would receive if any at all.
"Oh I hope that thing doesn't eat Yaus, and no you didn't really bump into me...." he replied wondering if he should bother helping the boy up but he seemed more inclined to get on his feet and follow afterwards.
He quickened his pace after the other boil, a grim scowl lingering as an expression.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 2:54 pm
"Your mouse, can he play that instrument of his?" Roch called over his shoulder before turning the corner and cursing as they came to stairs. He jumped onto the railing of the stairs, sliding down it. "Jackdammit!!" he bellowed as he reached the bottom. The starving stray seemed to have the mouse cornered. "I said don't eat the mouse!" Roch finished, diving on top of the cat and catching him this time.
The cat turned on his master, snarling and hissing wildly. "Ouch, son of a--would you--dammit! GET YOUR MOUSE!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 11:41 pm
"Of course he can what other reason would he have it for?" Joachim replied as if the question itself was rather a stupid one to ask. Who would dress up a mouse and give it a tuba if it couldn't play it? Well other than his sister but that didn't count she only dressed them up for tea parties in which they were more than delighted to participate in if it meant they could eat sweets.
He paused to catch his breath as they reached the top of the stairs, the pale reaper regretted the fact that physical activity such as running was not in his forte. The other boil managed to jump on the railing and glide down as if it was the most easiest trick in Amity, Joachim on the other hand just muttered a few foul words under his breath as he started down.
The boil had the cat in his hands as Joachim ran over to Yaus who seemed rather confused and squeaking in utter terror, scooping him up quickly he shoved him into his pocket where Phorum was asleep. Ignoring the cries of hate that Merel squeaked out towards the cat the reaper quickly made his way up the stairs clutching his side from the reminding pain of the previous running. When he made it to the top he paused to see how the boil was handling his mongrel of a cat.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 7:51 am
There was a lot of blood. It wasn't because JD wanted to kill him at the moment (and he was starting to) but because JD was trying to get free of him to go after the tasty smelling reaper boil that looked too pathetic to run. "Calm down, jackdammit!" Roch bellowed, shockingly making the cat stop and look at him. "For cryin' out--if you were hungry you shoulda just said something! There's an actual cafeteria here!"
He stood, scratches on his face and hands, the cat in his arms. "Great way to make friends, huh?" he drawled to Joachim. "Real way to break the ice. I'm Roch. I'd offer to shake, but... well, yeah," he said with a shrug.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 11:30 am
"It's ok.." Joachim replied in a rather agitated out of breath voice, his pocket was still shaking as another squeak sounded as if a mouse was comforting another. He didn't dare pull Yaus out to make sure if he was ok, despite the fact that the mongrel flea bitten thing was in the hands of its owner the reaper had little interested in enticing it to make another chase.
"You can just call me Joachim," he replied as he went to straighten out his now ruffled jacket, argh he was sure that his hair looked rather frazzled what sight he must have been standing at the top of the stairs. "I assume that..." as he narrowed his eyes looking at the creature with a hint of disgust, "that thing is a cat of some sort? I guess I should be a little more weary from now on."
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 11:58 am
........ He had been trying to be friendly. And usually he would be the first to say that JD was fifteen pounds of evil in a ten pound bag, but somehow the disgusted look on the other boil's face offended him. Sure JD was evil, but he was ROCH'S evil! They had grown up in the same place, which made them like family!
And the more time Roch spent here, the more he realized just how different he was from these other kids. "Yeah, it's a cat," Roch said with a hint of coldness. "Cats chase mice. Maybe you should think about keeping your mice from wandering the halls, since they're vulnerable. I really doubt I'm the only guy with a cat in this place."
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 12:21 pm
Joachim gave a wave of his hand as if dismissing someone from his presences as if bitter anger against the punk boil wasn't worth his time, "no I suppose you wouldn't be the only one with a cat in these dorms. I am reassured that they will figure out from this......" He paused looking at his pocket for a moment and then back at the boil in a stiff manner, " little display that this isn't like home that they can wander about freely though I will not be very pleased to find one of them hanging from cat's mouth. As much as they might be food to your cat they are my friends and family."
What a great start in meeting, Joachim thought with a bitter frown poised on his lips. It wasn't entirely the boils fault that the cat had chased after Yaus it was only nature however he couldn't help himself. He strongly disliked cats, or any other creature that would dare to eat mice without restraint, and found himself rather in a cranky mood towards them. Really Joachim felt as if he should just take a nap and forget about the boil and the mongrel he called a pet and keep himself from digging nothing more than a hole of disapproval and dislike. He was reassured that if he kept talking all he would do is get more and more poor luck out of himself.
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Posted: Fri Jun 17, 2011 12:32 pm
The true irony of this situation was the smug look on JD's face as he curled up in Roch's arms, acting as if he belonged there. Clearly in the cat's mind Roch had the upper hand in the situation. Probably it was because starving strays were higher up the food chain than mice were.
But Roch was feeling a little sick to his stomach. He had wanted to see the little mouse play his tuba! It seemed like the most awesome thing in the world, but now it would never happen because his jackdamn cat got in the way!
"Do you have a room on the same floor as mine?" he asked as he started slowly up the steps. "Cuz I'll keep my door shut." And the closet open, he thought. Maybe if he was lucky, JD would run away from home.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 6:41 am
Joachim eyes were pinned at the small fuzz like mongrel in the the hands of the boil. It seemed rather content where it was giving it's own little smirk of approval or at least that was what the reaper thought as he remained glaring at it.
Shaking his head in a nod Joachim replied, "I believe I do. I am going to have to keep an eye on my mice a little more carefully from this point on however keeping him in your room would be much appreciated. I guess it's a good thing I don't have terrible a lot at the moment or at least it is under twenty the last time I attempted to count them all…. I think." He paused trying to think of all of the names of his mice as he held out his fingers to count, yes yes they were still under twenty.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 7:42 am
"Under... twenty," Roch repeated stupidly. "That's a jackload of mice, man. And you expect cats not to come running from the smell alone?" he added, shaking his head. "It's like--" Then he stopped himself before comparing it to a buffet. Barely. "Well, whatever. Do they all play instruments like that little guy did--does?"
He wasn't petting the cat he held, even though the cat was calmer. He was just holding him with a slight hint of wariness, as if he expected the cat to jump after lulling him to believe he was calm.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 9:03 am
"Not really.... though I guess I never thought of the smell," Joachim replied thinking for a moment of what mice smelt like to a cat. Maybe it was something along the lines of what he thought when he smelt his own favorite dish.
Giving the boil a nod he replied, "Yes I have a small band of playing mice, each one as their own little talent though I guess that is to be expected of siblings. Err... one plays the tuba as you have seen, another that plays a bass drum, a snare drum, and the sister of them does little acts on a small ball. They are quite the performers really." Joachim was rather proud of his acting little mice they were rather talented not that he would tell them to their face they were terrible at getting a bit of a big head.
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Posted: Thu Jun 23, 2011 10:56 am
"That's pretty impressive," Roch said, cheering up. He was starting to realize that the other reaper boil hadn't thought this through as much as he should have. "I'd like to see them play sometime."
He looked at the cat he was holding. "When Jackdammit isn't around, that is."
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