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 Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 6:37 am
It wasn't too long after Petro left a certain ghoul's room before the horse boil found himself standing in front of Lattice's door. His nerves hadn't abated since entering the Dorm building, in fact in his anxiety seems to have worsened. But Petro wasn't going to run, not this time. And if he ended up making a fool of himself, if this little visit did more harm than good, then what was one more time? His knuckles rapped against the Engraver ghoul's door, "Lattice? 'S me, Tro, y' in?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 10:53 am
There was a quiet sound of clattering as if she was in the midst of something - likely painting - followed by the shifting and rustling of her garments as she made her way across the room to open the door, "Petro," she said his name in greeting and even sounded a bit cheerful.
She felt that there had been too few visits with this boil but that didn't matter. He was here now.
"Yes, I am in. Please enter. Do not mind all the ink and the mess. I was painting," she indicated to her little work station she had been seated at a few moments ago. Lattice shifted off to the side so that he could come in, "Want some tea?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 5:54 am
Brown eyes took in the current situation of the ghoul's room, and while he'd been somewhat... disappointed about a specific event earlier, and his nerves were eating away at him, the sound of her voice had a calming effect on him. With his mood lighter, the tikbalang was less antsy about his presence. "Yeah, tea'd be good," he nodded, making sure to stay out of the Engraver's way, despite knowing that she'd be able to see him. After all, he had two tattoos now, thanks to the sisters.
Despite the smile on his face, he knew he shouldn't dawdle.
"Dunno if y've heard but the Student Council's holding Prom again this year. If y' ain't already got an escort, erm, date," he began, the butterflies suddenly stirring in the pit of his stomach, his nervousness most definitely audible in his voice. "Would y' do me the honor'v being y'r escort to Prom?"
He held his breath in anticipation of her answer.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 7:08 am
Lattice noted some bits of Petro's behavior - mostly a lot of nervousness. Still she smiled toward him quietly as she moved to make them some tea though she still kept an ear open for her friend, "Please feel free to sit where you like," she added softly.
As Petro spoke she paused only for a moment her fingertips almost dropping the small packets of tea (since not many appreciate loose leaf) and a small touch of color touched on her cheeks she hadn't thought of this particular possibility, "If it would please you, Petro. I would be most honored," she said quietly her brow furrowing a little.
"Is it customary to take friends to such events? I was thinking it would be couples only," she murmured softly.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 7:25 am
The tikbalang had been too tense to sit down while he waited for Lattice's answer and instead stayed on his feet. Mostly in preparation to beat a hasty retreat if it turns out she already had a date. But his fears would prove to be unfounded as the ghoul agreed to be his date! Relief and happiness flooded him, "It'd more'n please me! It'd be my honor!" His exclamation might have had some extra amount of enthusiasm to it.
But said enthusiasm seemed to dim a bit when the ghoul asked him about the limitations of their attendance. "Naw! Went to last year's Prom with two ghouls. I ain't exactly a math whiz but 'm pretty sure three people add up to more'n a couple." His own square-root brows furrowed in concern. "W-why? 'S there another boil y' wanted to go with as a couple?" Tro was never very good at hiding his emotions when he was a foal and he certainly hadn't overcome that inability judging by the disappointment and worry in his voice.
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 9:03 am
To hear him so enthused about it just made her smile and give a bit of a nod toward him, "Then it is done. I will allow you to be my escort," and then she resumed making tea as if the conversation hadn't just made her all flustered a moment before.
Lattice shook her head, "No there wasn't another boil I wanted to go with as a couple I just was wondering at the technicalities of such things since I had...never gone nor ever really considered myself going," she said softly. She'd even prepared herself to stay at home and sit the prom out until Petro had asked to be her escort.
The idea of going out still filled her with a bit of trepidation but it was getting better.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 3:41 am
When the ghoul admitted she hadn't really thought of attending the Prom, it struck the horse boil as odd. He tilted his head and studied her with a different set of eyes. He regarded both sisters as beautiful and lovely, the dangers the spikes in their arms were no deterrent to the tikbalang. If anything, it made them memorable and set them apart from the other ghouls. He hadn't even gotten to who they were as individuals and already Tro saw no reason why Lattice wouldn't considering going.
And because he didn't know or understand the reasoning behind such thoughts, he asked "Why wouldn't y'?" Brown eyes blinked as he rubbed at his chin thoughtfully. "'M sure there're a great number'v boils who'd fight for the honor'v taking y'," he stated with no hesitation.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 4:01 am
The tiniest tinge of color that had touched her cheeks earlier darkened a bit as he told her that boils would fight for the honor of taking her to prom her fingertips idly toyed at the cups for a moment before she just started finishing up the tea, "Ahhm...I have not been going out as much recently so it is hard for boils to notice a recluse," she gave a small somewhat wavering smile.
"Also, there are many ghouls that have ... more freedom," she said in a tone that almost sounded meaningful even if just a touch frustrated at her situation. Lattice had tasted freedom - knew what it was to wander around without worrying about the Elder's punishment but perhaps they were watching anyways and no one realized...
Lattice finished the teas and brought a cup over to him, "Besides, I would rather go with a dear friend than a strange boil I barely know."
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 4:09 am
Petro accepted the cup of tea with ease, hardly taking any issue with the heat, the callouses on his hands allowed him to withstand the temperature in stride. "Heh, y' and me ain't been going out much lately, huh?" This bit of knowledge gave Tro a kinship of sorts with the Engraver. While he didn't know the extent of her isolation or the entirety of the events that caused it, he too had been keeping to himself.
"There're scores of ghouls with more freedom but they ain't y'." If he noticed the hint of color in Lattice's cheeks, he said nothing of it. Maybe he smiled warmly at the sight but he could just as well simply be smiling warmly because it came naturally to him whenever he was with the sisters. "'M real glad'n real honored y' still think'v me as a dear friend. I know I ain't been there for y' as often as I promised I'd be..." he apologized sadly.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 4:21 am
"Not much at all," Lattice affirmed for the boil quietly she paused before him for the time being and stared toward the familiar markings of his face a small smile still present on her face. There was first a slight tap to his nose before she leaned down and kissed his forehead, "Do not be so hard on yourself, Dearest. I appreciate you think of me or my Sister at all," she murmured quietly against his forehead before she leaned away and moved to get her tea.
Lattice was thankful that Petro wanted to protect them and look out for them but sometimes the ones being protected also needed to look out for themselves as well so that they can do what they need to do in life.
When she had her tea she moved and carefully seated herself at the spot she was doing some ink painting, "I am not going to say I haven't missed you because I have but sometimes ... time passes before we know it."
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 4:32 am
It was Petro's turn to have color tinting his cheeks, though his tan and the tattoo across his face made it slightly more difficult to tell. He gave an awkward cough, rubbing his nape out of habit as he murmured, "Y're right about time passing. And I seem to'v missed a lot since... since the Island and Christmas. Got no one to blame but myself for having made y' miss me." There was a wry smile on his lips as he continues, "Just seems like 'm going nowhere. Like 'm running in circles." Maybe it was because he'd known Lattice longer or because Lattice was a ghoul that made it easier for Petro to bring up all these strange feelings inside him. It wasn't that he distrusted a certain dragon boil of this knowledge or a certain spider demoness for that matter. Things were just different with the Sisters.
And if the tikbalang had been more aware of his feeling and emotions, he might have come to realize just how much being with them reminded him of home. Instead, he took a swig of his tea, enjoying the taste as it washed down his throat. "Y'r chaa 's different than what we got back home but 's good too."
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 4:44 am
"After nearly getting abducted again at the maul after the Christmas attack I ...Had holed myself up in my room out of fear that it may happen again, much to the frustration of Needle," Lattice stared down at where she had placed her cup of tea, "but I am getting better again slowly but surely."
It wasn't said to make Petro feel worse but simply because she told him everything.
At his comment of running in circles she smiled a little at Petro, "Why not just run to Needle or I instead? Running in circles seems very boring," there was a faint teasing tone to her voice but there was also unsaid encouragement an unsaid promise that she'd help him over the obstacle that seemed to be holding him back now.
Lattice seemed pleased when he complimented her tea, "I have begun making mixes of sorts to try and accentuate various flavors and the like. I hope you enjoy it."
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 5:32 am
Tro felt his heart fall to his feet, and given how he was already seated it didn't have too far to drop. While he did not regret being there for Needle and Sheridan, the knowledge still tore at him. "Heh, maybe I was running to both'v y' and just got lost along the way," the hint of humor in his voice was a Herculean effort on his part especially after that bit of news. "Gotta tell y' that I ran into that Hunter with the Bow," he began, brown eyes suddenly unable to look at her, instead resting on the cup of tea she held in her hands. His own cup was empty, he'd drunk the entire contents without concern for the heat. It may have burned his tongue some but it felt good in its own way. Besides, he'd drunk far hotter beverages back in his Clan. If only at a dare or as a means of proving his cousins wrong.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 5:45 am
"..You never have to run far Petro, I am always right here," she said softly with a small smile. She wasn't sure how her Twin thought or felt but for Lattice it was easy. If Petro was running to her she was right there he just needed to run again.
At the news about the Hunter with the Bow she paused a little. Her shoulder still bore the mark of the arrow wound from several months ago. A feeling of unease wove itself around her and it felt as if it was trying to constrict her to the point she could not move or think she stared down at her tea barely touched, "...How did that go? He did not hurt you did he?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2012 5:50 am
"Just my pride," he groused, placing the empty cup down in front of him because the memory of his encounter was making him tremble in rage. And Petro did not want to risk breaking Lattice's cup on top of failing to teach the Hunter a lesson. "It ain't even 'cuz he was that good've a fighter. I just kept messing up in the Haunted House'n all the ice ain't helped matters none." He wasn't making excuses, had fully admitted to his shortcomings. It was why he had been so reluctant to be with others. Petro just couldn't face them after all his failings.
"Next time I see him though..." the sound of a fist colliding with an open palm sounded, followed by the cracking of knuckles. Petro was not going to let this Hunter get away with it. He wasn't going to let any Hunter get away with anything if he could help it.
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