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 Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 11:22 am
After Christmastival Roch finally got around to stocking up on food and stuff, which was why he was climbing off the back of his granddad's bike at the school gate and digging a dozen bags of food out of the saddlebags. "Tell Monica thanks," he said. "Tell her yourself, she's got a phone," Vegas drawled, flipping down the front of his helmet and driving away. Roch grunted and headed down the path that led to the Reaper's Dorm, juggling the many bags of food and stuff as he went. He'd thought about having the old geezer drive all the way to the dorm, but he didn't want to get into trouble. Hah. That was so ironic. The punk boil looked around curiously, the cold wind rustling his mohawk and brushing against the shoulder exposed by the hole in his black coat. It was jackin' freezing out, and he'd spent most of the morning being dragged around a shopping market, so he fully planned on spending the rest of the day holed up in his room, singing karaoke. Maybe he could talk someone into joining him, but if not, it was no big deal.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 4:06 pm
With a bit of extra pushing Circe had managed to buy other things then just donuts while out with her parents. As she sat on her bed in her room she looked down at her floor which was covered with gifts and food. She should probably clean it all up but, she couldn't grasp her mind around just how much stuff there was. Her parents had bought her some great decorations for her room, more clothes which would probably be turned into near bikini clothes, and other little essentials. But while they had her out they did buy her a bunch of snacks and four large boxes of donuts. Which Circe guessed would last no longer then the next morning.
Sighing lightly Circe jumped up off her bed. She needed something to do to keep herself from eating all her snacks in one foul swoop. When she finally opened the door Circe stuck her head out to the right, looking down the last bit of the hall before it turned. She could easily go visit Kettil but he was probably out and about. Turning her head now to the left towards the stairwell she wondered if she left the dorms she could find someone willing enough to hangout with her. Deciding it was probably a one in a million chance of seeing someone she left her door ajar and walked down the stairs that led her out the door.
When she was finally outside she realized just how cold it had gotten since her morning adventure. "Should have brought a scarf." Circe said, her teeth now chattering. Just as she was about to head back in she noticed a boy with a purple mohawk making his way toward the dorms, his arms filled with bags. "Hello!" She grinned happily at the stranger. "Would you like some help?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 4:16 pm
Roch blinked, looking up at the blonde curiously, raising one pierced eyebrow at her. "You can if you want?" he offered. "I'd really appreciate it if you got the door for me," he added with a little grin. "My hands are a bit full at the moment." He headed for the door, stopping and waiting for her to open it for him. "So, are you new?" he asked.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 4:27 pm
Circe was entirely to excited at the boils answer for her own good, but how often was it that she actually got to help? Never. With a smile she opened the door for the boil. "Sort of." She replied to the boil, her brows furrowing a bit as she thought about it. "I lay rather low in the school." Circe added finally, her smile returning. "I arrived a couple weeks before Halloween." She said.
When the boil was inside she closed the door behind her and bridged the small gap that was between them. Now standing beside him she looked him over. "I can take a couple bags for you. You're hands are awfully full." Circe giggled as held out her arms for him to put bags onto. "What about you? How long have you been here at the school?" Circe asked curiously, realizing now that she wasn't sure who he was exactly. "OH!" She said, her eyes now wide. "My name's Circe! Circe Livonia! Nice to meet you!" Circe said all to excitedly.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 4:34 pm
"Um, well, if you really wanna," Roch said, handing over a bag. "Roch," he added. "Roch Scythe." He headed for the stairs that led to the lowest floor, taking them easily. "I've been around... um... couple months less than a year, I guess." He headed for the door at the end of the hall he went into, putting some of the bags down to unlock his door. When he had that opened he picked up the bags again and went in, stopping to hold it with his back so she could enter. "So... what kind of reaper are you?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 4:50 pm
As Circe followed she nodded gently as he responded to her questions, wanting to make sure that he knew she was paying attention. That's what most people did right? They nodded when someone talked. Well, here was for hoping! "Nice to meet you Roch." She said, descending the stairs with a little less grace then him. "Oh. So I guess you know all the ins and out of the school by now. And must have a lot of friends." She added, resting her back up against the wall next to his room as he unlocked his door. When he went in and held the door open she quickly hurried in after him, looking around his room with a smile.
At his question she turned around and looked at herself for a moment. "Hmm..." She said, looking back up at him. "I'm a necromancer, you?" Circe paused and looked around his room once more. "You're room it's.... It's pretty neat." Circe said with a grin.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 4:58 pm
"Grim, and don't lie, it's bare," Roch said, looking at the practically empty room with a shrug. The wrought iron papasan bed was the biggest thing in there. The skelevision in front of it was old and looked as if it should have been tossed years ago. The desk to the side looked as if it had been horribly mass produced. But there was one strange thing about it. A room had been built into the corner, and had a heavy looking door on it. Roch didn't even looked at it as he headed for the kitchen in the back to unload his stuff. "But yeah, I got some pals... um..." He looked at her. "Kind of hard making them now, isn't it?" he asked quietly. Was she a hunter in disguise? Wouldn't that be interesting...
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 5:16 pm
Circe couldn't hold back the laugh that built up inside her. "That may be true, but at least your's isn't packed to the brim and cluttered up with snacks and other things from your parents." She said grinning again. "I've never met a grim before. Is it really exciting?" Circe asked, the excitement in her voice growing a bit. Calm down Circe. He probably wouldn't appreciate you hugging him. She thought to herself, her excitement never dissipating.
When he went to the Kitchen she stayed put but her body turned so that she would be open for conversation. When he turned she nodded and frowned slightly. "I have a total of two friends. Seems like it's easier to make enemies then friends." Circe added, her frown deepening. "It would be nice if the number was flipped." She said, her arms hanging at her sides now, the bags still tightly laced onto her arms. Lifting her head slightly she looked at Roch. "How long did it take for you to make friends?" She asked honestly wanting to know if it was possible for this terrible luck she had to end.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 5:22 pm
"Well... some stuff has happened lately that makes everyone a bit more cynical," he said as he came out of the kitchen. There was a chance she was a hunter. He should be careful. "So who are your two friends?" he asked casually, heading for the bed and dropping down on it, using it as a couch. "And your parents filled up your room, huh? What floor are you on?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 5:40 pm
Circe nodded. "I guess so... But even before that I had a hard time making friends." She said a bit more quietly then before. With a smile she lifted her head and the joy on her face was almost unmeasurable. "Herryk and Kettil." Circe said with far to much happiness. Once again her body followed his as he sat down on the bed.
"I live on the second floor. Do you want to go see my room?" She asked excitedly, now perching her arms on his bed. If she was part dog her tail would certainly be wagging 10000 mph. "Like I said, it's a bit cluttered and messy from the shopping trip with my parents earlier, but you could walk around in it." Circe said, inching just a bit closer, hoping he would say yes.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 5:49 pm
Herryk and Kettil? Jack this ghoul liked to play dangerous, he thought with amusement. "I'll be honest," he told her. "Me and Herryk don't exactly see eye to eye. But that's got nothing to do with me and you," he added. "But yeah, let's see your room," he said, getting to his feet. "Maybe I can help you move in or something," he added. It was easier than killing her off to see if she respawned. That was a callous way of putting it, but it made sense to him.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 6:03 pm
Circe laughed as the boil responded to mention of her friends. "That's okay, Herryk's ghoulfriend and I don't get along well." She said, trying her best not to think to much of the fact that Herryk was taken by that chick with wings. "But you're right." Circe nodded, now standing back up. When he was on his feet she grabbed his hand in her's and began to pull lead him out of his room and up the two flights of stairs to her floor level. "That would be awesome!" Her excitement growing once again at the mention of him offering to help her move in or something. This day was turning out to be a good day! She didn't even half to ask the boil or somehow flirtcon him into helping her if she needed it.
When they finally reached her dorm the door was still slightly ajar. "It's still open!" Circe said happily, releasing her grip on his hand as she pushed the door open more. "I forget my keys a lot." She said with a blush. "So, I usually just leave the door slightly open. Sometimes though I'll come back to it shut and I have to have someone break into my own room." Circe said truthfully as she entered her mess of a room. "Tah dah!" She said, turning around and extending her arms to in a circus actor fashion.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 6:07 pm
That much junk? Would a hunter have that much? He looked around curiously. "So where should we start?" he asked, moving in. "Probably with the heavy stuff, since I'm here, huh?" he added. "Might as well take advantage of me being here." But she sounded right, and she didn't look worried or horrified or anything, but he wasn't going to decide just yet.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 7:43 pm
"Hmmmmmm." A quick glance around her made her wonder where it was exactly they could start. There was stuff everywhere. "Would you like to help me with moving my dresser...... Here?" She asked pointing to her dresser that was against the wall across from the door, next to her bed and motioning for it to be on the right wall. "Then...... If you wanted you could help me hang all of these decorations." Circe said, pulling her hands to her chest and interlacing them as if praying. "I can buy you..... Dinner?" She asked trying to think of what it is a boil would want. Boils like full belly's right? "In exchange for helping me. Or something else if you want." Making sure to leave it open for anything else he might want. But she was for sure going to buy him something in exchange for helping her. Whether he wanted her to or not.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2012 8:03 pm
"Sure," Roch said, heading for the dresser in question. It didn't look like it came with the room, but he couldn't be sure. "Have this sent from home?" he asked her curiously as he started manhandling it across the room. Then he stopped. "You got any of those sliding pads?" he asked. "They'd make this go a lot faster."
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