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 Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 5:50 pm
Hel hummed a bit as she shuffled through the line in the cafeteria, not at all wanting to bother making her own food right now, even if the quality was better. She snagged a questionable looking sandwich, apple, and carton of chocolate milk from the line and then turned to look out over the seats with a contemplative furrow of the brow. Burgundy eyes went from one side of the cafeteria to the other until she stopped on a terribly familiar set of horrifying wings.
Titus.
Hel stilled, her brow furrowing, as she observed the demon.
Cue, the wild Titus in one of its natural trolling environments…harassing more first year students with what looked like pudding or jello. Hel stood there watching the demon for quite some time, her expression still contemplative. Titus…never really seemed to hang out with anyone. Sure, he was with Riyo at prom…but even that wasn’t…all that great. He was a major a*****e, yes…and the more Hel stared, she found herself…curious. Curious to know more, as to why Titus was such an a*****e. Blame her change, for not immediately wanting to beat his a** into the ground.
Her mind decided, Hel grinned as she marched her way to the table that the demon was occupying, and dropped her stuff down in the seat across from him.
“Snaggletooth.” She greeted, oddly pleasantly, with a grin, and then flopped down onto the seat herself. “ ‘Sup?”
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:15 pm
It was the only reason he came to the cafeteria in the first place. Titus wasn't one to eat food but he was by far willing to share it. At least in the means of flinging it from a spoon. He was in the process of scooping another glob of what he suspected passed as pudding in this establishment and had started to aim when a familiar voice touched his ears.
"Ah Kidget, what a day goes by that I don't miss the irritat-" Titus had turned then as Hel so casually took a seat and promptly began staring. Something was....different. Lightly stroking his goatee Titus put on his thinking cap. He could figure this out. What looked different?
"Did you gain weight?" He was sure he had nailed this on the head.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:22 pm
Hel looked, oddly amused, as Titus seemed to contemplate her appearance, and while he did so…stroking that goatee she had given him, the ghoul started to unwrap her sandwich. At his guess, the ghoul snorted, loudly, and paused for a moment. The ghoul then bounced in her seat, causing some soul caliber breast physics to kick in. “I did! Thank you for noticing. Do they not look lovely today?” She grinned at him.
“We must be getting close to midterms, because there is a lot of suffering in the air…” We knew what suffering did for Hel’s rack.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:36 pm
Hel and her ample bouncy breasts. They would forever be a joy and a bane to Titus' existence. It was a wonder how a ghoul could be so top heavy and not fall over, probably had something to do with defying physics and replacing them with her own.
Tearing his eyes away from the trap that was Hel's bosom Titus was pleased to note the lack of a burning sensation in his nose. HA! Point to him he didn't nose bleed. Though most guys didn't when looking at boobs. Sigh.
"So what brings you to my little bubble of space?" Titus asked as he decided to focus back on his previous task and drew back his spoon and planted a glob of pudding on a nearby first year. The undead looked confused standing up and trying to wipe the pudding away while looking around to see where it had come from. Titus immediately directed his attention to his pudding like he was eating it like a pro.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:41 pm
“Well…” Hel paused, watching as Titus flung some pudding at a nearby student, and then the reaction there after. Her gaze shifted back to Titus, who was acting so nonchalant, and she snorted, finally finishing unwrapping her sandwich. “Curiosity does.” She answered finally, and took a bite out of the sandwich.
She chewed on it thoughtfully and then swallowed. “Why are you such an a*****e?” Despite how mocking the question could have been, Hel’s tone was genuinely curious and not at all mocking. Because let’s face it. Titus was an a*****e. Even the yearbook said so.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:51 pm
And true to his nature the question didn't seem to offend him but Titus did give it some thought. Yes, he knew he was an a*****e and often admitted it himself. "Let me think...oh right." He scooped another glob of pudding and flung it at another hapless victim and immediately stored his pudding out of sight and propped his elbow on the table like nothing had happened. "It's fun that's why."
He turned his attention back to Hel, his brow quirking slightly. "Any other magical questions you got hidden in your bosom of tricks?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:56 pm
“Well…ya…being an a** is fun…but there is more to it than that…” Hel trailed off again, watching as Titus pegged another student with some pudding. Funny how she was doing nothing to stop him, and took another bite of her sandwich. She grinned a bit, and talked with her mouth full.
“What is your story? Did daddy not hug you enough as a scareling?”
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 10:06 pm
Titus seemed to give that some thought. While his daddy issues were nothing like Shun's he supposed it might have some basis in why he was the way he was. Though mostly he was sure he blamed his sister and her 'amazing' influence on his life.
"I don't know that my father is any worse than any other," Though that wasn't true. He ran a gang of sorts though a little higher class than your run of the mill street thugs. Mr. Laburnum was nothing like a normal father he was a business man through and through but that was all Titus had ever known. "And I had a doting and loving mother before you even bother to ask. Maybe your next question will be whether I was bullied myself as a child and the answer to that would be Non." Again not true, back to exhibit older sister.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 10:12 pm
Hel was quiet and oddly attentive as she listened to Titus. He was still pretty well…vague in the story telling department, but at least he was telling her things. She munched on her sandwich, closing her mouth this time and nodding her head a bit. A loving and doting mother, huh? Interesting.
“Got any siblings? I have eight older sisters. I am the youngest.”
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 10:28 pm
"Eight?!" If Titus would have had food in his mouth he would have spewed it all over the table in front of him. The thought of his sister duplicated seven more times made his stomach twist in an odd and displeasing way.
"You can keep your eight sisters having one is bad enough." Titus muttered. The pudding was no longer amusing enough to hold his attention. Instead he turned to Hel watching as she chewed her food like a cow chews cud. "Has anyone ever told you how charming you look while you're stuffing your face?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 10:31 pm
Hel laughed, and then took another bite of her sandwich. Her curiosity was further piqued when Titus muttered. Having one was bad enough, huh? “Older or younger?” She questioned with her mouth full again. She paused as he mocked her, and only batted her lashes at him with a wide smile.
She then stuck her tongue out at him, balancing her chewed up sandwich bite on it, before pulling it back in. “I am told I dazzle people while I eat.”
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 10:53 pm
"Older....and why the sudden interest in who I am by the way?" He shifted though a bit uncomfortably. "If you've fallen for me, while understandable, I'll have to let you know you aren't my type. You're about eight inches too short for this ride."
The demon's nose crinkled looking at the chewed up bit of sandwich on her tongue. "Oh I'm completely dazzled." This was why he didn't eat. Eww
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 10:59 pm
“An older sister, huh? Oh…I told you already! I want to know why you are an a*****e…so learning about the elements in your life helps! What is she like? How much older is she?” The ghoul swallowed the bite she was working on, and snorted hard at Titus’ words, before she placed her sandwich down. “Do not flatter yourself…I was going to tell you the same thing…”
The ghoul brought both of her dark hands up, grinning wickedly at the nightmare demon. “You are—“ She made a small length gesture with her hands “—Too short to ride this—“ She made a gesture at herself “—ride.” Hel then opened up her milk carton and took a swig.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 11:11 pm
"Old enough older, Jack. What does it matter if you know about Mirren anyway?" And then her follow up response.....
There was actually a bit of a snerk, Titus turning his head away as he tried to keep from chuckling. "Like a hotdog down a hallway huh? I figured as much. A ghoul with an attitude like yours had to make up for it somehow." Zing!
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 11:20 pm
“Tell me about Mirren ~” Hel goaded before she was gulping away at her chocolate milk. Sadly, though, Hel would not get to enjoy her chocolate milk properly, as Titus landed his remark. No, instead, Hel spit out her chocolate milk all over the place, scowling loudly as it went all down the front of her tunic and even out her nose. She slammed the carton down, sloshing more milk everywhere, and narrowed her eyes at the nightmare demon.
Oh, touché, Titus, touché…but…
“Not that you would know…your hotdog is like a landmine. Small, hidden, and it explodes on contact.”
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