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 Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 9:05 pm
She was on campus. No, Roch wasn't completely oblivious all the time, he HAD noticed the living, breathing non-male mindflayer on campus earlier, but, well, y'know, a guy had to WORK UP to things like this. Not to mention prepare. Cuz he was never going to forget the moment he first saw Riley.
She'd thrown an entire booth across a field.
Yeah, things like that sort of STUCK in your mind when you were a reaper, ok? So going into this he knew she could probably kill him, and as such--well, he'd swiped a box of sugared brains and some black roses, and was in the midst of stalking her now, looking for a moment that she was alone.
This wasn't kissing up, he told himself, this was self preservation. Plus, he really DID feel guilty.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 10:22 pm
It was difficult to find Riley at a time she was alone. She'd had visitors, but more importantly, she'd spent a lot of time visiting, and exploring. She had an entirely new campus to get to know, and she was determined to memorize every inch of it.
There were parts of the campus that were empty, however, and she entered just such a place, as she slipped into the boils bathroom.
Yup.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 7:59 am
Roch stopped. He stared. His mind raced for a moment, trying to come up with various explanations--one which included a lover other than Malodore who she was sneaking around with--another which included... um... other things. Like, Riley was more fitting for the title "king" than he'd ever dreamed of things.
For a moment he seriously didn't want to go in. It would be like ruining a boil's DREAMS--cuz seriously, Riley's body was jackin' BEAUTIFUL--
Okay, back up, rethink...
How about this? he thought. His ghoulfriend had a tail whenever she went in water, so he absolutely could ignore below the belt differences, he told himself firmly. (Mermaid tail is not--okay, ignore that thought.) Besides, gender was only as big of an issue as you made it in Halloween, right?
He went into the boil's bathroom, but he made sure NOT to look in the direction of the commodes, you know, for privacy sake.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 9:19 pm
Riley wasn't actually using any of the stalls, or urinals, thankfully. She was actually standing at the back of the boil's room, on top of a radiator. And she was peeking out of the tiny window at the very top of the wall, looking for something.
She heard Roch come in, and turned to look at him, before hopping off the radiator. Her expression turned sly - there was something fun about being caught by a boil in the boil's room. Good evening. She murmured cordially, and then sat on the radiator, waiting.
Watching.
And Roch thought he was the creepy one.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 9:26 pm
He stared at her blankly. "Y'know, unless there's a boogey back there or somethin, y'coulda walked AROUND the building," he said finally. "Y'want me to go? I got some stealth! Unless there's like, a show back there--"
Wait, he had totally just gotten distracted, hadn't he? "Um, yeah, hi Riley," he said, holding up the roses he'd ganked from the professional rose grower guy. "I wanted t'talk to you... well, y'know, cuz of things..."
Now he looked like a guilty little boil, glancing around at anything OTHER than her.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 9:33 pm
Riley just let him talk, eyes slit in amusement as she watched him ramble. Her legs might have swung, just a little, until he actually spoke her name and handed her roses. Here, she froze, and stared at them for a moment. It was an odd turn of events, and it startled her.
She stood, and took the roses from his hands, holding them up for inspection. They were quite beautiful, and she'd never been given flowers before. It felt.. inexplicably sad that this, her first time, was with someone she did not know.
Still. A gift was a gift was a gift.
Things? She murmured quietly, as she brought the roses up to her face and smelled them - only in gesture, of course. She had no nostrils to smell them with. These are lovely. You flatter me with your gifts. I must assume this means we are companions in some way. She raised one brow carefully. She wasn't.. she hadn't been.. cheating on Malodore, had she?
Whether or not you've heard, my memory is gone. She said quickly. Better to rip the band-aid off, just in case. So I regret that I do not know your name. Or our relationship. Could you enlighten me?
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 9:07 am
"Well..." he said, thinking about it. So she didn't remember, huh? It was tempting to lie about that last part... "Y'could say I'm a fan," he started out slowly. "You walked me through one of the rougher points of my school life once, and I played my guitar for your booth when you were runnin' for student council president. We hung out once in a while, but that ain't why I'm offering flowers," he said quietly.
He looked down for a moment, running a hand over his face. "I respected--respect you," he said slowly. "You were--are strong, scarier than hell, and a good friend to have. But when I saw what was happenin', you know... there at the end, when y'killed Sammy--who was the one tryin' to keep us from attacking you--well..." He gave her a bittersweet smile. "I ain't like a lot of people at this school. There's a few of us that will attack a friend if the situation calls for it--even, nah, especially someone we respect. So this is both an apology and a welcome back."
Then he grinned crookedly at her. "Plus I filched them," he added shamelessly. "But I paid for these!" he added, offering her the sugared brains.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2012 6:36 pm
As Roch went on and on, explaining not only how they knew each other, but why he was offering the gifts, Riley's face remained impassive and curious. She soaked in the information greedily, but her brow lifted just slightly at the mention of killing Sammy. That was certainly something she didn't know - and she found it valuable information, considering the circumstances.
She brightened considerably when she saw the confection, all her attention focused on them for a moment. You have nothing to apologize for, but if this is what you do when you apologize.. I hope you apologize to me more often. She chuckled, and took the brains, prodding them with one claw gently. Very nice. What is your name? I want to make sure to remember you. You bring me such nice gifts.
It was quite clear that she held absolutely no anger towards the people who had killed her. She would have done the same for each, and every one of them.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:11 am
"Name's Roch," he said, grinning and shoving his hands into his pockets. "Y'once told me when I was goin' through a crush that I'd find someone," he told her. "An' even if you don't remember it, you were right. I got a ghoulfriend now. One that I really get along great with. You... y'know, you probably didn't even realize it then, but y'really helped me when it came t'figurin' out things about love. Um..."
He hesitated, worried. "You and Malodore, you're still--y'know... together, right?" he asked. "Or at least workin' on it?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:06 pm
It's a pleasure to meet you once again, Roch. Her face lifted in lieu of a smile when he introduced himself, and one brow rose sharply at the lesson he claimed to learn from her.
Me. She whispered, clearly surprised. I helped you figure out.. love.
The concept boggled her.
This is certainly information I never would have expected to hear. She chuckled faintly. Maybe one day, you may help me figure it out for myself.
But the mention of Malodore had her cheeks tinged with color, and it seemed she wasn't that far off. We are trying to work out our relationship, yes. There is.. a flesh memory retained, when it comes to Malodore. And a mental bond. I do not have the memory of loving it, but it's very obvious that I did, at one point. If I do figure out what love is, I am confident it will be because of Malodore.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 8:35 pm
"Yeah, I think it'll happen sooner or later," Roch agreed, seeing the color. "But I'm startin' t'think that a boil's bathroom isn't the right place for this conversation. So what DID you come in here for? Other than the obvious hospitality?" he said, looking around the somewhat disgusting place with a raised eyebrow. "Am I interruptin' some sort of clandestine meeting?"
Roch knew the word clandestine. Who knew?
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:05 pm
Riley's expression tightened for a moment. I was just looking for someone. Her eyes shifted for a moment. And perhaps I needed to use the bathroom. Hmm? There was a glimmer of teasing in her eyes at the last, but she reached out and turned him around, gently leading him out of the bathroom. Whatever my reasons may be, they are no longer important. You are far more interesting. Now, if this place displeases you, take me somewhere where you'll enjoy chatting with me more than this room.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 8:51 am
"I would ask if y'ever been to the old crypt, but even if you had, you wouldn't remember," Roch said. "Wanna see my first job as a Trick or Treater recruit?" he asked her, grinning like a little kid at the prospect of showing off. "It's just the tryout area, but I think it turned out pretty good for the time frame I had."
It probably wasn't anything NEAR as big as what she'd done as student council president, he figured, but hey, poor punk from the wrong part of halloween--he did damn good.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 9:02 pm
She chuckled at his ease. Most people felt uncomfortable alluding to her memory loss. Roch had been informed of it not five minutes ago, and already he seemed comfortable enough to discuss it. She liked that.
She held out her hand to him, palm upward. You have no idea just how delightful that actually sounds. Take me there, Roch. I'd love to see it.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2012 6:41 am
He took the hand that was offered, leading her away. "I'm gonna be runnin' the battle of the bands," he said. "But I figure I'll get some real trick or treaters to do the judging and stuff--let Desu flip tables, stuff like that--um, do you know about the trick or treaters?" he asked belatedly as he led her down the path that led to the old crypt.
"Far as I can tell they're tricky jackers that go into the human world and bring back candy and stuff--sometimes they hang around here and crash parties, or throw parties, or both."
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