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 Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 12:32 am
If Simone didn't know her family, she would swear that her brothers were trying to fatten her up, perhaps in some attempt to keep the boys at bay. All in the span of a few days, she got three different packages containing homemade baked goodies and sweets. It was all more than she could possibly eat herself and if she did, she probably would fall into a sugar coma before she could finish. Don't get her wrong, she appreciated the thought and effort put into the gifts, but she just couldn't handle so much sugary goodness. So, taking a few pieces of each present, she tucked them off to the side in the one tin that she wasn't planning on using in public, collected what was left in the two round tins that had been sent her way, and headed out of her room. There were bound to be people interested in getting some free cookies and candy treats. Hopefully she wouldn't have to assure them that they were free of tampering. The demoness had no interest in poisoning or drugging anyone. That would just be silly and foolish.
The ghoul pondered if she ought to heat them up some, at least the cookies, so that their scent could waft around and turn people's heads. Or just who so ever wanted them. If one or two students wanted the whole batch, then she'd be perfectly fine with parting with it. Popping the lid of the tin on top, Simone hummed thoughtfully as she entered the demon common room and started on her way out. Hugging the tins to herself probably wouldn't work. She was hot, but probably not quite hot enough to reheat foodstuffs. Well, maybe if she had a fever, but she wasn't feeling particularly feverish at the moment, so that was out. Eh, she'd wing it. There were bound to be someone or someones interested in room temperature cookies (of three kinds to be specific), caramels, and marshmallows. Half closing the tin, so as to let the scent seep freely from the cracked open lid to possibly entice those of particularly keen senses to her oh-so sweet cargo. She had to resist the urge to start calling for those who may be interested like a fishmonger or auctioneer. Perhaps she would still if interest wasn't as forthcoming as she'd like.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 12:49 am
Claire had recently gotten into the habit of stealing food. Not once so far had she been caught, and with Claire's attitude to life, the people in her head were not saying "WHAT IF YOU GET CAUGHT?", they were saying "You're fantastic! Such skill! You could make a living out of this, I swear it."
So, she kept stealing food. And nobody noticed! It was amazing! The mere thought that she could have as much food as she wanted all the time fuelled her motivation to continue.
She couldn't resist the urge to take the cookies when the lust demon... Simone, was it? Entered the room. Claire's head buzzed with ideas of how she was going to steal those ever-so-delicious cookies. She scanned the room to look for other people interested in them... a slender boil with sharp eyes had spotted the cookies too. She had to eliminate him so she went to look outside the window behind him and said "Wow, I'm so lucky my nashurel abelitate is to see... things that are far away because I see a huge truck full of free cookies on the other side of the school! And there's nobody there but a man with no mouth! I think someone should go eat some of them, but woe is me, I have a sore leg." then she gave a large sigh.
The bait was taken, and he left.
Claire watched Simone for a short while, seeing if she intended to eat the cookies. Apparently not... fair enough. Maybe she didn't have to steal them after all-- she just had to be smooth.
"Hello! I like your cookies, they are good... smelling and stuff." she said cheerfully to the ghoul.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:17 am
Her attention being so keenly set upon her tins, she didn't notice the sharp eyed, slender boil who had been spying them, nor the other ghoul who made quite work of her competition for the goodies that she carried. In lieu of heading out onto the campus proper, she decided to linger in the common room. Meandering lazily about, mostly to increase the chance of someone from within the dorm to spot her and her cargo.
The door opening and closing of the boil leaving stirred her from her mulling over her course of action, looking around at the room and those within. She pondered over where he was going so fast, but the other demon, gluttony if she had to guess from the mouth on her stomach. Her name was Claire if her memory didn't fail her. She smiled to the ghoul.
"Hello! Thank you! Would you like some? My brothers sent me far more than I can handle on my own. The top tin has the cookies and underneath in the still closed tin is caramels and marshmallows that they say they made themselves. You're Claire, right? Feel free to help yourself." She chimed brightly, pausing to work the half-closed lid off to hold it awkwardly between two of her fingers.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 1:37 am
Well, that was easy.
...Too easy. Her wide grin faded to a suspicious stare as she picked up one of the cookies from the top tin and sniffed it, licked it, reclaimed her grin and hastily finished off the cookie. "You have very polite brothers!" she exclaimed, taking about three more and munching on them cheerfully. Her eyes were wide and the fact that Simone had just given her free cookies was a very good one indeed. She pulled up two armchairs and sat in one before gesturing for Simone to sit in the other. "Do your brothers send you large amounts of food often?" asked Claire, taking the second tin from Simone and starting to eat some marshmallows happily. She did say "Feel free to help yourself." after all.
In other news, both the marshmallows and the cookies were sublime and the cookies in particular had a sweet taste with a crisp, crunchy texture which she enjoyed. Claire made a mental note to ask Simone for her brothers' address so she could ask for the recipe or the actual product of all these sweets.
Today really was shaping up to be Claire's day.
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 9:21 pm
Simone laughed softly, a hint of a furrow reaching her brow at the suspicious stare. Did she not look trustworthy? The cookies didn't smell bad and the one she had tasted back in her room from when she first was opening her gifts tasted fine. The return of the grin brought back her own confidence. "They can have their moments, yes." The ghoul blinked as Claire drew up two armchairs. The gesture to sit brought her to sit down across from the other ghoul. "This is their first shipment of goodies, but they wrote to expect more. I think that they are possibly thinking that it could help me feel more at home while I'm away from my family proper." She shrugged. "So I believe it is their intention of continuing to supply me with food on a fairly regular basis."
She crossed her legs and rested the tin that Claire didn't take on her knee. "If you'd like, whenever I get sent something, I can seek you out to share. I mean, I have four brothers who enjoy sending me things, so it's definitely something that'll be happening. If you really enjoy their stuff, I'm sure they'd be tickled pink if they knew that their work is student approved."
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2011 10:53 pm
She tilted her head as Simone talked about her brothers. They seemed very generous to Claire, offering Simone food. She wished she had four loving, food giving brothers to help her through school. In a way, she envied Simone. But obviously, she was not an envy demon so she made sure that that emotion was not too strong. She didn't want to confuse people, after all. She blinked in disbelief as Simone offered Claire the chance to eat more of these delicious treats.
"Wow! Really?" she said, looking delighted "That's so kind of you! Thanks! I really do like these sweets," she stopped for a moment, slightly confused "do I have to tickle them pink? Wouldn't that be slightly strange, since I don't know them and they don't go here? How would I tickle them?"
Her head started getting muddled up and confused. This idea really did not make sense to her and it started to stress her out for a moment. What if she couldn't manage to tickle them pink? She wanted the food so badly, but to tickle people that were so far away sounded difficult and time consuming! Claire started to panic at this point and started looking around the room, as though for answers.
"Simone, I don't think I could tickle them pink if they're so far away!" she said, looking distressed as they played with the tin. Her voice was higher than usual.
Why this stressed her so much was hard to tell. A part of her was worried that her fingers wouldn't be long enough, a part of her was worried they might not be ticklish, and another part was just really, really hungry.
She looked Simone straight in the eyes. Perhaps she had the answers. Perhaps, also, she could help with the tickling process. Was a lust demon good at tickling? You'd think so. Were Simone's siblings also lust demons? This could mean that they had experience in tickling! They could tickle each other! But what about the pink thing? How did one achieve that.
Perhaps Claire should have just calmed her farm and LISTENED.
(sorry for long post ahahaha- wrap this up soonish?)
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