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 Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:01 pm
Mot, still grappling a major headache, was checking up on the SEEDs secret forum when a new post caught his interest. A post by Shun. A post.. he could not even read.
This wouldn't be helpful to anyone at all as is. He needed to pay the other reaper a visit.
Mot got up from his desk and made the trek up one flight of stairs, up to Shun's room. One, two, three knocks.
"Shun? It's Mot.."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:08 pm
Shun wasn't feeling all that great himself. He liked to try and keep the hunter compendium updated with what he knew, but... Well. His first instinct was to go to Mitsu so she could type it out for him. It took him less than a second to remember that he couldn't do that right now. After feeling his heart ache with this, he just sort of attempted to do it himself.
It probably turned out pretty horrible.
Not long after he posted, he heard Mot at his door. Slowly, he got up, and made his way over, opening up.
"What is it?" he asked. Though he had healed some from his fights, he was still pretty worn down and sore.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:12 pm
Mot smiled uncertainly as the shorter reaper answered the door, giving him a little wave to break the ice. "Ah, Hello. Um.. may I come in?" Either way, Mot kept talking. "So um, I don't mean any offense, but your last post was.. how do I say it..."
"I couldn't read it."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:14 pm
On the plus side, Shun's face couldn't fall because he was already looking pretty much like how he always did. Instead, he just stared at Mot for a few moments, then let out a sigh.
"Of course you couldn't.." he muttered under his breath before glancing away. No matter how hard he tried, writing was just not something he was really all that capable of. Or reading really. He almost always got things wrong if he didn't have something to read stuff out loud for him.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:20 pm
"Right, so!" Mot was now rather animated with his gestures, a nervous smile still on his face and a nervous chuckle to follow, attempting to be unassuming. He was also kind of scared of Shun.
Kind of.
"If you'd let me? I can write it for you. If it isn't legible for others, it will defeat the purpose of sharing information, right?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:23 pm
Shun tensed up at that a bit, feeling a slight pang as he was reminded once more. Wounds were still too fresh.
"Normally Mitsu would be the one writing for me..." he muttered quietly.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:27 pm
Mot flinched, visibly weakening his attempts at a jovial demeanor. "Mitsu.." The lycan's happy face flashed in his mind, his gut wrenching painfully. "It's okay. There must be a way to get her back." He moved to pat his shoulder, hesitated and pulled back, but then steeled his will and patted his shoulder anyway. Very briefly.
"In the meantime.." Mot trailed off, his eyes glancing behind Shun. His fingers tapped together nervously.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:45 pm
Shoving his hands into his pockets, Shun was quiet for a little while, before grimacing towards the cowboy.
"F-fine. You can write it out. You've seen the hunter with the hammer," he said. Was his tone a little sharper than usual?
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:47 pm
Mot smiled nervously again, a glimmer of glee in his tone, "Oh good. Yes.. so um.." Mot fidgeted..
"May I just edit your post? Tell me what it was you intended to write?"
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 5:59 pm
"Fine."
Letting out a breath, Shun moved over to his desk where his laptop was. He brought up the seeds forum and went to where he had posted.
"You can just fill out the form yourself. As for the other part... I meant to say, 'Also, more on Candace. Her shoes go up to her knees now. Hunter weapons must be able to change with time like that of a reaper's. She is highly deceptive. Don't trust anything she says. She may have had a love interest. I don't know if this is now or from the past."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 6:11 pm
Despite his headache, Mot squealed (followed by a deep and manly cough to compensate), and strutted behind Shun, sitting himself at his desk as if he owned it. The reaper cracked his knuckles and began to type up and edit Shun's post.
Oh yes. Sweet, glorious spelling and grammar.
"Aaand done~." Mot pushed himself back and got out of the chair, offering the other reaper a short smile.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 6:15 pm
Shun gave Mot a very dead stare when he squealed. What the hell was that? In any case, it didn't take too long before the post was fixed up. Granted... if Mot decided to put anything incriminating on his part.. well the Cowboy would have to pay up later.
"...Thank you.." he muttered while glancing away.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 6:18 pm
"You're welcome." Mot replied sincerely, moving to leave. He paused at the doorway though, turning around to face Shun.
"You know, if you need anything.. your friends are here." Mot informed the boil seriously, a slightly worried expression knit into his brows. "Even if it doesn't involving editing spelling." Then again, what else was Mot good for? Certainly not fighting or defending his friends.
Sad face.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 6:23 pm
As Mot started to leave, Shun looked up towards the taller Reaper, pausing a bit as the other guy spoke up. Friends.. He seemed to contemplate the word for a moment or so, then replied.
"You know.. in Japanese, there's a certain term or concept called... 'nakama'. I never really did get its meaning completely before.."
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 6:28 pm
Mot watched Shun, his expression softening from it's worried state. "Nakama.. What does it mean?" He asked curiously.
"And you're saying.. you get it now?" He asked carefully.
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