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 Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 6:55 pm
With the map, it wasn't too hard to get to where he needed to be. Though, now that he thought about it, he was rather fortunate these creatures seemed to speak english. It made things a lot easier. Well, unless the golem had some sort of built in translator. Either way, the ability to communicate and read stuff was a plus.
As he navigated through the monster dorm halls, he speculated how he might be able to retrieve the items he needed. He had a few ideas, and Tooley gave some vague input on the matter as well.
Before too long, he stopped in front of Junko's door and knocked.
"Uh.. Hi! Is Junko there? Riley sent me." he said through the door.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:20 pm
Why was it so hard to find that ghoul's dress on Gruegle? The only shots were ones that did not help figure out the design at all! And then the poorly made costumes being sold on Regretsy were just terrible. Ugh! Maybe if she had a computer instead of her eyePhone? Oh! She could borrow Seiji's! Or maybe even Lizzy's...Lizzy would probably be better assistance since she was A) Less distracting and B) A fellow seamstress. Yes, that sounded like a good idea. Junko was packing up her things when Momo's head suddenly turned toward her door. The scareon hopped over the fence of her playpen--damnit! So easily?! How long was he able to do that?!--and hurried to the door, sniffing at the bottom of it along the floor and beginning to bat his paws against it. Well that was strange...
There came a knock not long after Momo's strange behavior and the unfamiliar voice asking for her and saying Riley sent them there was enough to distract her from the scareon for now. "Yes! Coming, just one moment." Junko put her bag down on the table and walked across the room, nudging Momo carefully with her foot to move him out of the way of the door. The ghoul opened the door enough to see who was on the other side, partially blocking it in fear of her strange scareon trying to get out.
Waaaaaaait a second! Junko had to doubletake when she realized just who was at the door. "Wh-what?" She opened the door more and leaned out enough to look up and down the hall, clearly confused. Wasn't this..? "Um...hello! Yes, I'm Junko. Ah...Riley..? Oh dear. She didn't have to do this. I didn't think she wasn't being serious about knowing Darkness. I'll have to go apologize...oh! But um...ahaha! My manners. I'm sorry. It's nice to meet youuuuoh my jack! Your shirt!" She looked horrified by what she saw, quickly grabbing the boil's hand and leading him into the room. Momo growled quietly at this stranger being invited in, not liking something about him. Junko didn't notice. There were more important things to worry about here!
His shirt was a mess!
"What happened to it?! It looks like you got attacked! No wonder she sent you to me. Give it here I'll fix it right away." Yes, Junko had totally just dragged a complete and total stranger into her dorm and demanded they take off their shirt. Don't judge her.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 7:28 pm
Hearing a female voice from the other side, Deryk just waited, shifting a bit while wondering what sort of fiend lived here. Needless to say he was surprised to find a rather normal looking Asian girl answering the door. Oh wait. Her eyes were glowing. Scratch out the normal bit. But she was a lot more normal than Riley was!
What also surprised him was the look he received from her. Oh know. Was something wrong with his face? Was the golem breaking or something? That would be bad. Bad. Bad. Bad. Very ba- oh.
Wait.
Before he could object, he was pulled inside.
"Oh. Was at Riley's room. White cat thing attacked me. Shredded the shirt. It is indeed reason for her sending me to you. She said you could fix it," he said first before staring at the girl, "But uh. I'm not Darkness. My name is Derykion."
He felt a little more relaxed now. It was another case of mistaken identity. Though, he wasn't really sure who this Darkness dude he apparently was being seen as. Oh well. It seemed to be working for him.
Fidgeting a bit, he went to try and take off the shirt... finding that wings were a little tricky to work with. He ended up ripping it further.
"Er... Not used to wearing shirts. Wings. Kinda troublesome. Ehehe...." he chuckled nervously while handing the cloth over.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 4:25 am
White cat thing? Junko had been moving to get her sewing kit when he described what attacked him. A white cat thing in Riley's room? But...Riley didn't...have cats? "..You're sure it was a cat? Huh..okay. But yes, I can fix it easy. With how it's shredded it won't look completely seamless but I'll see if I can give it some kind of design or something so it's not blatantly 'I ripped my shirt', okay?" Junko was good but she wasn't that good. She looked surprised by the correction on his identity. Oh! Huh. Darkness' son, maybe? Or a relative of some kind? Or maybe they were just similar races. Sigh. Stupid, Junko.
"You said it, not me." Came The Mistress' voice. Junko pouted back at Her but said nothing else on the matter.
"I see! I'm very sorry about that..Derykion." What a strange name. "You just look a lot like someone in a movie Riley and I watched with the movie club last night." She chuckled, holding her hand out for the shirt even as he seemed to...rip it off. Well then. It would make sense he wasn't used to wearing shirts. It showed. Her hair opened her sewing kit for her, looking down at the shirt and humming thoughtfully while inspecting the shirt. Hmmm..there was still some hope. She could save this shirt.
"I'm going to need buttons."
"What the hell do you need buttons for?" Junko pouted.
"So he can take the shirt off and on...thank you." Junko took the buttons, thread spool and pin cushion she was offered by various different sections of hair and sat down on the edge of her bed. It was then that she noticed Momo was growling unhappily at her new guest. Junko blinked. "Momo." That got the scareon's attention. He jumped and stared at Junko with wide eyes, ears high and alert. "Stop that. Get back in your pen and eat your food before Sayuri and Kuro do." The scareon's ears lowered flat against his head and he cast one more glare at the stranger before doing as he was told. He jumped onto Junko's dresser first before hopping into the pen, his tail pushing the lid off the small box Junko kept several of her personal emblem in. Junko sighed.
"I'm sorry about that, he's usually very friendly. I'm not sure where that came from. Um..it's going to take me a few minutes to do this, so just make yourself at home. You can watch the skelevision if you like." Junko gave Derykion a smile before setting her attention down on the shirt on her lap, already getting to work on fixing it.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 9:59 am
"Think it was. Didn't get a good look though. Riley threw it off of me pretty quick," he explained before pausing. That second voice. Where did it come from? Deryk looked around, trying to find the source, but it sounded like it had come from Junko. But... he hadn't seen her lips move? It was a little creepy, but he was a tad more confused than anything right now.
"Ah. Yeah. She said same thing to me earlier."
A movie club. The monsters and fiends had a movie club. This was confusing him a little more. Outside of freakish appearances, this seemed to be running more or less like a normal school. The way the inhabitants, so far, were along the lines of regular teenagers as well in terms of how they acted. Very confusing.
And came that voice again. It was obviously not just his imagination because Junko was speaking to it. His attention didn't linger on that for long as he realized the furry creature on the ground was growling at him. Taking a step back, worried he was going to be attacked again, he soon let out a small sigh of relief when it was called off.
Really, he was having more trouble with the small critters than with the students themselves.
"Oh. Thank you," he nodded before looking around the room. What the hell was a skelevision?
Wait...the TV? HOLY s**t ELECTRONICS. Trying to keep himself from bounding over, he just made his way towards the TV. In the meantime, he was looking around in general to see what else was around.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 5:37 pm
Junko hummed cheerfully as she began to work with scratches on the front of the shirt, taking a pen and very lightly drawing a pattern around the scratches that she could sew them up and even around them without it look obvious that hey his shirt got torn up. "You're putting far too much effort into something so trivial."
"Sleeping is trivial to you." Junko commented simply, holding the tattered shirt out with the pen sticking out of the corner of her mouth. This was certainly a challenge! But one she was willing to take head on. "Fo far foo 'oo?" The ghoul asked around the pen, turning curious eyes toward the unfamiliar boil she had just dragged into her room and agreed to fix the shirt of barely knowing his name. Man, she was a genius!
"....Junko." Her hair came around to tug the pen out of her mouth and Junko blinked, suddenly giggling with embarrassment. Oh! Right! Haha!
"What I meant to say was, are you new here?" It seemed Junko was finally satisfied with the design she had drawn up, grabbing three spools of thread; red, black and white. "Whatcha think? These colors fine or would you like something else?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 6:02 pm
As he was about to seat himself, Deryk noticed the box on the dresser. It looked like there were a few small objects inside. He moved his way over for the moment, noticing the pile of pins. Where these the student pins he needed? Well, it seemed good enough to him. After shooting a glance towards Junko, he snagged one and shoved it into his pocket before sitting in front of the TV.
There was that voice again. As he turned around, he finally saw the source. There was a freaking mouth in the back of the girl's head! Eyes widening, Deryk tensed as he saw it. Did she have eyes at the back of her head too?
By god, that was hella creepy. He almost didn't realize he was being spoken to again as a result.
"Huh? Oh! Yes. New student. Just arrived today," he said before looking at the spools. They weren't personally his colors but it didn't matter, "Those would do fine. Yes."
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 6:18 pm
The pin swiping was unnoticed by Junko who was eyeing the shirt again. But Momo noticed it and he began to growl again, wispy tail lashing as he lowered close to the ground on all fours. He looked ready to attack. Junko looked up again when she heard the growling again, frowning deeply. "Momo. Behave. If you don't start being good I'm going to put you in the closet." She warned him only once. The scareon's growl died away and he lowered his ears, eyes trained on the boil as he resumed eating his food. Junko sighed and looked apologetically to the boil. "I'm really sorry. Momo is usually really nice. And docile...this is the first time I've ever heard him growl. That's so weird."
He confirmed he was new and she smiled again, looking absolutely delighted by the news. "Really? That's a shame! Getting attacked by a cat on your first day, I mean. It's nice to meet you! If you need any help, Riley and I are president and vice president of the student council. We'd be happy to help you!" As she already was. Junko hummed a moment and finally stood up to turn on the skelevision. Despite getting into 'The Zone' more often than not she did enjoy background noise, and the skelevision would do just that. The ghoul sat down again and set to work. She would do the front first. The easy part.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 6:57 pm
The furry thing growled at him again, and it looked like he was going to be attacked once more. Shifting away from it slowly, he was really hoping it wouldn't pounce him in the face. He didn't know now many attacks this body could take.
But, Junko had come in to help to quell her pet down.
"Ah. s**t happens. Hehe..." he said a little nervously before looking more towards her. Maybe he could just ignore the fact that she had a mouth in the back of her head.
"Oh? You're the VP? Man the student council here is helpful. Voters made good choices," he said, hoping the compliments would help him keep on the good sides of these beings. He really did not want to see what could happen should he invoke the wrath of one of them. They were creepy now, but at least they were friendly to him in his current state.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 3:12 am
Junko was grinning with pride as Derykion complimented the student council, her hair even seemed to puff out and get larger as well. Their student council was pretty amazing, huh? A shame they were only for a year at a time. "They did~. Ohhh! There's still three more of us that you could totally meet, too! Shehk, Jericho and Christof. Christof's a little harder to talk to since he can't..well...talk. Kind of." Junko always wondered why that was. She had heard him talk a few times in the past but other times his mouth was sewn shut. Why was that? It was a shame!
Her attention seemed to wane when she was reminded by a p***k to her finger that she was sewing, only making a slight noise of unhappiness and giving her finger a quick suck before returning to what she had been doing. She shouldn't be wasting time! Junko didn't want to be rude but...but his shirt! Sigh. "I'm sorry if I get really quiet. I tend to get really into sewing projects. My boilfriend calls it 'The Zone' or something." Junko chuckled sheepishly and picked up the shirt again, beginning to hum a cheerful little song as she gave his shirt her full attention.
It was true, she did eventually fall almost completely silent as she gave the shirt her full attention. She did finish though! And she even managed to make the stitching from the scratches look intentional. She just wished she had some fabric to spare so she could make patches instead of full on seams; Junko worried sewing the front of the shirt would make it tight on his chest. Maybe a bit of give in the back would help. Ah, yes! The back! Junko's humming resumed as she flipped the shirt around. This would take more time, but she did her best to finish it as quickly as she could without messing it up.
Finally it seemed she was finished, holding the shirt up for Derykion to see. "Here you go! I changed the back so it buttons closed around the base of your wings so you don't have to rip it off. I hope the logo I made it okay? Let me know if the chest is too tight I can rip out the seams and add patches instead."
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:59 am
Deryk couldn't quite tell if it was just his imagination or if Junko's hair was puffing out. He just.. tried to ignore it. But three other members of the council. A few of them had rather normal sounding names. Again, this was just kind of weird. Well, more than kind of.
"Oh. Worry not. Will be fine here while waiting," he nodded before turning his attention to the TV. It looked like some horror show was on.
Well, that was to be expected, he supposed.
When Junko finished sewing up the shirt, he looked over to see the finished product.
"Ah! Excellent!," he said while getting up. Well. The shirt looked a little weird actually, but whatever, "That should do well enough. Thank you."
Nodding, he took the shirt before carefully putting it on. By god this was still tricky. But, after a few moments, he managed to get it on without ripping it again.
"Fits great. Eventually.. will have to get used to putting on and taking off shirts. Wings and horns make it tricky."
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 6:31 pm
When he liked it she cheered and clapped, quickly putting everything away so she could stand again. Junko straightened out her kimono and smiled, watching him put the shirt on. Please don't rip, please don't rip...! Oh thank Jack! Sighing with relief the ghoul put a hand on her chest. "I'm so glad! I've never made clothing for someone with wings before. I was worried." She was so glad it worked out alright. And it even fit well! Oh thank Jack!
"Well, I don't suppose you have to wear a shirt if it becomes too much of a problem? We do have a couple other students who walk around shirtless." All boils, of course! She sighed and clasped her hands behind her back, tilting her head to one side. "Looks like that's all you needed, huh? Is there anything else you'd like from me or is this goodbye?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:34 pm
"Oh? Well, guess I could do that too. But might give the shirt thing a try for a little while. See if I can get used to it," he nodded. Deryk looked himself over a little more, then grinned at the girl with a second mouth in the back of her head (he was still weirded out by this fact).
"That should be it! Thank you again. Helped out lots. Much appreciated."
She actually helped him out more than she'd probably ever know.
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