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 Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 11:06 am
Well, the clock still kept on ticking, even if one felt like they had stopped, right?
Right.
Things still went on, and that meant she had to as well. Hel hummed a bit to herself as she rested her basket on her hip, looking over a pile of onions. She was currently in the grocery store, stocking up on the foods she needed. It was a calming, simple task. Or…it usually was supposed to be…
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 11:16 am
Well it wasn't going to be calming anymore.
Obviously as a vampire, Lou didn't need much in the way of groceries. A couple packets of blood generally kept him good for a week or two, but the boil also enjoyed an occasional treat, like spookies or just chocolate. His fangs just wanted blood, but his tastebuds wanted sugar.
Along with him, as per the usual, was a little vampire kushi who hung out in one of his coat pockets, scouting for unwary targets to rob. Petty theft? Lou wasn't above petty theft. Technically he wasn't above anything but most of his fellow students statures.
Automatic doors slid open, and the boil's own basket was snatched up. Little did he know a special someone was here, and she was just begging to be bothered. Especially after prom night.
The boil was about as quiet as a predator stalking prey, taking strides with his long legs to close the gap before...
"Might was well check melons off your shopping list. Looks like you've already got them stuffed down your top. S'cuse me. Could somebody get the manager, this ghoul is stealing produce!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 11:40 am
It was supposed to be a simple, calming task…but it would not be.
Hel’s grip tightened on an onion as that voice spoke up, and she didn’t need to turn around to know who it was. She groaned, loudly. The reaper put the onion down and then reached over for some garlic. The ghoul grabbed one and then whipped around, shoving it into Lou’s mouth.
“Stuffing apples down the front of your pants is not a substitute for having a real pair of balls.”
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2012 11:50 am
Oh, she looked mad already! Well this should be grand.
The boil opened his mouth to speak once more, but as the garlic was shoved into his mouth, he gagged. Garlic! What a godawful flavor! Immediately he turned, spit the foul creation out, and started wiping off his tongue with his fingers, all the while making a funny hissing sound almost like a cat.
The vampire kushi in his pocket seemed just as put off, jumping ship from the boil to the shoulder of the ghoul. It made a little 'chi' sound as it covered those beady little eyes with its paws. What a gruesome sight.
"Well." Lou spat again before he spoke, not caring that his saliva was now all over the floor. That's what the employees were paid to do. Clean up. "It's a shame you're so sexually inexperienced you confuse balls of steel for fruit. Tell you what though. You can check sausage off your grocery list too, cause I'd be more than happy to share."
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 4:43 pm
Hel cackled after shoving the garlic into Lou’s mouth, watching as the vampire gagged and spit it up onto the floor. She tensed as something hopped from him to her, and she looked around ready to smack it off of her, until she got a really good look at it. Oh. Dear. Jack.
It…it was adorable.
Suddenly Lou didn’t exist anymore.
The reaper cooed to the vampire kushi, plucking it off of her shoulder and holding it in her hands, running her thumbs over its soft fur. “Oh you are just precious. What is a sweet little thing like you doing stuck with an a** wipe like that, hmm?” Then Hel started turned back around to look over onions while cuddling the little mini.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 8:41 pm
Hel was immediately assaulted with big eyes as she turned to look at the little ball of fluff. Stiletto gave her a 'who, me?' look at her gushing compliments. Oh, of course he knew it was about him.
The little creature held no qualms with being plucked like a grape, continuing to make adorable little sounds as Hel showed him the attention he desired.
All according to plan.
"Yes, well. This asswipe treats his animals just fine, thank you." The boil looked down at his nails as he spoke, quite used to this reaction in women. "His name is Stiletto, and I think you'll find he's just as charming as I am." What did Lou mean by that? Oh, she'd see.
"Soooo, sweet cheeks... How about sedating my curiosity and telling me if the carpet matches the drapes? I'm dying to know." Dying used ironically, in this case, as Lou draped an arm around the ghoul and leaned in. "It's only fair. I'm letting you play with my pocket monster." Followed by the famous Lou wink.
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 8:58 pm
Yes, even Hel was a sucker for the cute lil’ minis.
She was rather taken with the little kushi, and then picked him up from scruff of his neck and dropped him right down the front of her bosom. All cute little minis needed to go there obviously, that, and Hel needed her hands free for food gathering. She ignored Lou as he spoke, instead getting a plastic baggie and opened it. She then started to gather some onions, casting an annoyed look at the vampire as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder.
“First, sweet cheeks is so corny and second, I do not see how your mini abandoning you for me is equivalent to me telling you what the landscape is within my bloomers.”
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2012 9:12 am
Corny? It wasn't that corny... Was it?
Stiletto had no problem being dropped inbetween cleavage. In fact, that was the best possible place to be. The little critter made himself right at home, even though he had a hidden agenda. Silver seeds? Silver seeds. Hey. Some ghouls kept them tucked inside their bosom. It was possible a few stray seeds had managed to find their way in here.
"Abandoning is such a strong word." Lou finally retorted. "He's simply savoring the company of a woman until it's time to leave." Frankly he didn't blame the kushi. It's not like Lou had ample breasts or finely shaped hips. Just a handsome, toned vampire over here. No curves to hide in, just pockets.
"And if I wanted to, I could call him back, but that would be so mean." Look at how much they liked each other, after all. "What do I have to do to find out here, huh? I could give you advice on how to NOT scare boils away. First tip: Don't eat onions. They make you unkissable."
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2012 8:09 am
Hel just rolled her eyes and huffed. How did she get stuck with these people, seriously? Lou and Titus just seemed to pop up all the time at prom…and now? Ugh.
“Ya? Well, I highly doubt you would get him back easily.” Seemed the little kushi was right at home down the front of her tunic anyways. As the vampire offered up some advice though, it was easy to see that he had struck a nerve. The reaper teased and snapped her head around to just glare at him. “I do not needing advice from scum like you!” She scowled. “You can not even woo a ghoul, much less keep her! You have no right to be telling me about advice!”
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2012 8:27 am
When Hel started yelling, Lou gently pulled his arm away, both hands folding into his pockets. The boil didn't seem perturbed by the sudden outburst. In fact, he looked kind of bored. "And why would I want to do that in the first place?"
As he posed the question, Lou's eyebrow raised ever so slightly. "Why would I want to 'keep' a ghoul when there are so many out there anyways?" This would surely rile her up and distract her from what the kushi was doing. "I don't care about their history, or their personalities to a point. There's only one thing I want, and most rational ghouls can see that."
Meanwhile, Stiletto had reluctantly left his home in order to slowly climb down and search through the ghoul's pockets, a look of adorable determination on his face. It was like rock climbing, except the rocks were exceptionally soft~
And then Lou continued. "Maybe that's your problem, melon tits. You're spending too much time focusing on the things you think should matter and not getting any of the things that really matter."
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 8:17 am
Hel seemed relieved as Lou removed his arm from her shoulders, though that bored look annoyed her. He was bored, huh? He was the one who was bothering her first! Of course, his words had their intended effect as well. After tossing a few onions into the bag, the reaper tied it off and tossed it into her basket, turning around to face him now.
“It is not that you do not want to, it is that you can not! You are a shallow p***k, that is why!” The ghoul rested her hands on her hips, completely unaware of the wandering kushi. She scowled at the name of ‘melon tits’, and looked downright sour at his next words. “Oh? What really matters then, hm? Please do enlighten me.” Sarcasm.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 6:51 pm
Ehehehe. This was fun. The boil was obviously prodding at a very sensitive spot. Why not add some salt to the mix? "Yes. But I'm a honest shallow p***k. I make it known what I want straight up front so there's no confusion and no woes over being deceived. You get what you see." The boil shrugged, holding his hands up to either side and tilting his head. "It would be much easier if everyone was this way, no?"
Jackpot. Stiletto had managed to find the pocket of Hel's apron, and in there was a nice little chunk of pocket change. Immediately the little hellion started stuffing silver pumpkin seeds into those monstrous cheeks, filling them to the brim with as many as he could carry. His bro would surely reward him well for this.
At the valkyrie's next question, Lou scoffed. "As if you don't know. It's self-gratification! Ensuring that your needs are met before all else. If you think about it, that's all we're really doing anyways. You gather that the reason you want to make your friends happy is selfless and kind, but in the end you only help them because it makes you sad to see them suffer. It directly effects you." The boil's face started to inch closer to Hel's. "So, instead of going through all these loops to find your friends gratification, just... Enjoy yourself! If someone benefits from it in the process, then good for them." If someone gets hurt... Well Lou supposed they were just up s**t creek.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 7:05 pm
Sadly, with such brutal honesty, Hel couldn’t argue or try to insult him further. On another level, she was kind of pissed that he was so upfront about it…she was also kind of pissed that she gave kudos to the fact that he knew what path he was on. She respected blunt honesty, no matter what form it came in.
Sadly, Lou’s next words actually had Hel stopping to think about them. She opened her mouth like she wanted to argue them, but then promptly closed it. They…they made sense in a way. Hel scowled. She didn’t like that she couldn’t find a way to argue this. She crossed her arms haughtily, staring at the boil as he leaned in closer, undaunted. “…So…would you agree with the saying then, that happiness is only obtained through the sacrifice of another? That there is no way for you and your friends to be happy without someone giving up something?”
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2012 8:18 pm
Had he... Just rendered the squawking parrot speechless?
TWO POINTS FOR LOU! YEAH, TOUCHDOWN. The boil couldn't hide a cocky grin when instead of arguments, he was confronted with a question. "Oh melon tits, that's so vague~" The boil cooed, resting his arms on her shoulders as if she was a podium. "And perhaps, sacrifice is too strong of a word." His forehead rested against hers, cold skin meeting the warmth of living flesh. "That 'something' can be a number of things. Maybe even a something you've deemed unnecessary. You hear people preach about giving something and attaining another thing of equal value, but this isn't alchemy. There is no set worth for ideas, for worth is just an opinion in and of itself." Hm. He was getting too philosophical here. "Have I mentioned to you these clothes would look better on my floor than on you?" Perfect.
As the kushi's cheeks filled to capacity, he peeked his little eyes out of the apron and noticed it was probably about time for him to head back. Slowly, carefully, he climbed back up the back of the valkyrie's clothes in an effort to slip into the vampire boil's sleeve unseen. Tricky tricky.
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Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2012 8:20 am
Hel’s brow twitched. Melon Tits. Ugh.
She looked further annoyed as he rested his arms on her shoulders, her brow twitched becoming more pronounced, but she listened. Oh wait…now he was resting his forehead on hers? Hel just glowered at him, eyes narrowed, but she was thinking. Hmm. He had a good point. A lot of things were just opinion when it came down to it…and a lot of things that may seem like they were set in stone were just the collective opinions of the majority. Huh…was her mind blown? Quite possibly…at least until he interjected a crack comment.
Hel’s nostrils flared and she only pulled her head back before she smacked it back against his own. “The only thing that would look good on your floor, is a hazmat suit and cautions tape.”
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