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 Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 12:07 pm
Oh, the maul. How Riyo had grown to despise it's wide and unwelcoming halls. It seemed like every time she strode in for a couple of meager items, trouble followed her like fleas on a dog. First it had been that blasted fairy, then she'd sworn off elevators thanks to getting stuck in one with Shun. That b*****d.
Today was a simple venture, and because of that she inwardly prayed that the assholes would steer clear of her path. Just needed a little bit of rosen for her violin. That wasn't too much to ask, right? Slinking into the building, Riyo glanced around to make sure there were no students she knew of waiting to jump her... Like Astra. Mostly just Astra, really. Only when the coast was clear did she move forwards towards her destination, trying to keep her presence on the down low.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 12:41 pm
The funny thing about trying to be inconscpicuous, was that sometimes you stood out more than you usually should. Riyo's actions, while they probably made sense in her head, caught the Reaper's attention as unusual, even suspicious. Or maybe it was just that she happened to walk past him when he was bored and decided that she would be the one to fix it. Whatever the reason, Mac had paused his attempt to visit the Gaming Store and made a b-line towards the...ghoul, blatantly following her, but at a distance that could be considered coincidence.
Apparently he was bored, and wondered how long it would take to be noticed for what he was doing.
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Posted: Mon Sep 05, 2011 1:04 pm
Okay. The store was down on the other end. It was a little bit of a walk, but she was confident she could... Make it... Without...
Pausing in her movements momentarily, Riyo glanced over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow. Who was... Who was that guy?! Continuing a little faster, she waited a few moments before looking over her shoulder and spotting him again. He was getting closer. Oh Jack, this a*****e was following her? NOT ANOTHER ASTRA. NOT ANOTHER ASTRA!
She just wanted her ******** item so she could go home! Today was not the day for trying to socialize. Today was a day for being a stick in the mud!
Instead of stopping and asking what the ******** he was doing, Riyo started power walking. Trying to take sharp corners (... though she was walking and it didn't really have the same effect as if this was a high speed chase), she finally settled on a store to dive into and hide... Behind something. Wait. Had she walked into a toy store? Yes... She'd walked into a toy store. The miniature bear trap and and stuffed monsters kinda said it all.
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2011 6:00 pm
Mac had honestly been about to give up when the probably-ghoul started to speed walk away. Hm. Well...that was fun! A grin spread on his lips and he continued to trail after her, taking easy strides that still managed to keep pace with her more frantic ones. It was reminiscent of a popular anthropomorphic cartoon featuring a love-struck skunk. Minus the love-struck and the skink. Mac did not smell bad, thank you!
He lost track of her a couple times, but it was hard to completely lose someone with such an impressive hat; when she ducked into a toy store, he chuckled to himself and made his way in after her, though he was careful to stay enough behind her that she felt safe. Or at least he tride to do this, anyway.
Either way, he found some magical way to sneak up on her and even then he kept his distance. Hmm...what to do. Keep following her? Or maybe...heh. Black eyes found a certain display on the shelf beside him. Now, he could have left the stranger alone. He could have minded his own business and did something productive like, say, get something nice for his ghoulfriend.
Instead, he picked up a slingshot, loaded it with a red bird plush, and launched it over the top of the aisle, hoping to hit his prey. But he didn't just stop there, no! Other birds followed. Yellow, Blue, Black, more red ones; it was war.
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Posted: Sat Sep 17, 2011 8:00 pm
Upon entering the less-than-friendly looking children's store, Riyo dashed into one of the aisles and behind an over-sized ogre plushie... That now looked like it was wearing a top hat. Classy.
The feline practically held her breath as she waited to hear anything. Approaching footsteps, a man's voice, anything that would indicate he was still around... But there was nothing.
Cautiously, Riyo peered over the stuffed creature's head. Hm. No sign. Maybe he had gotten bored and gone to do... Whatever men do here at the maul. What did men do here? Most of the time she saw them accompanied with ghouls looking miserable.
Before she could continue the thought process, something landed a short distance from her. Immediately, the demon's head snapped to the side, rather surprised to see... A bird? A stuffed bird...
Silently, Riyo grabbed the small toy and stood. What the?
Then something else fell and managed to knock the hat off of her head. This one was yellow. "W-wha?" And then a blue one hit her head, and then a black one. "WHAT THE ********?!" The ghoul shouted, not caring that she was in a children's store. With a scowl on her face, the ghoul started picking the objects back up and chucking them back from whence they came. "Cut it out, a*****e!"
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 6:30 am
Unfortunately for Riyo, the onslaught of little birds continued, only this time punctuated by the laughter of one very amused and slightly less bored boil. He smirked when she started to swear and sent off a couple more birds before the rather lax store attendant grudgingly got off it's voodoo-doll plush but and slowly made it's way over. The returned plushies did hit their mark, and as he turned to see the clerk meander over they pelted his head, shoulders, back, arm...pretty much bouncing off of him, all over the aisle.
"Whoops~" Mac grinned, tossing the slingshot back on the pile of plush birds, making a break for it around the aisle to the potential-ghoul scareling he had been tormenting. "See, normally I'd say no and keep going, but we have about five seconds before the store clerk gets here." He didn't seem too torn up or upset about it; quite the opposite in fact, he seemed rather proud and amused. Without permission he reached out to scoop up the fallen hat and grab the stranger's arm. "So if you don't wanna get in trouble, I suggest running?" He tugged on her arm.
Or at least trying to be the better guy and get them both out. It was the least he could do, and it really depended on her.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 4:02 pm
When the laughing managed to reach her ears, Riyo's face turned red. What the hell was up with this b*****d? This wasn't another Astra. No. This was another DEACON.
As the boil swung around and approached her, the ghoul's fists balled up as if ready to hit him. That is, until he put his slimy hands on her hat. "Hey, HEY." Riyo started to shout, shooting him a savage look, which was only exemplified when her arm was grabbed. "Don't you touch me!" Her voice was so high-pitched it began to squeak. She didn't like this. She didn't like this at all.
The ghoul tried to reach out and grab her hat as she moved towards the exit, determined to retrieve her beloved fashion accessory.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 2:29 pm
She wanted to not be touched? Well, okay. Mac shrugged, releasing her arm and tossing her hat back to her. "Your choice, Prissypants!" The boil took off then, definitely going to avoid any and all interactions with the voodoo doll worker of the toy store, who looked as unhappy up close as it did from a distance.
If she wanted to stay behind and deal with the doll, that was all on her; he tried to help her escape!
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 2:08 pm
Prissypants?! Riyo scowled at the boil as he tossed her the hat back and dusted it off as if some filthy urchin had been touching it... But before the ghoul had a chance to return it to the rightful place atop her head, footsteps from behind caught her ears.
The voodoo doll was too close for comfort now. "s**t." She hissed, making a mad dash out of the store. At the very least, the feline was fast. That was something she had going for her. "Wait up, a*****e! I've got a bone to pick with you!" First he follows her, then pelts her with bird plushies, and THEN tries to leave her with an angry store manager (which had been her fault, but that was beside the point)! She was ready to give him a piece of her mind... Or a punch to the face. Either would work she supposed.
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