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 Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 8:59 pm
After going through yet some more rather emotional turns, Hel had said to herself that she wanted to make it a point to still try her best…but also to try even harder during her last year at Amity. That being said…she wanted to try and nurture the bonds she did have with others…and today, right now, seemed like a really good time to do so. Trekking through the hall of the reaper dorms, the wingless valkyrie had a bag in hand, filled with food and some black cherry soda pops. She stopped in front of one door in particular, raised a fist, and knocked.
This door belonged to one lovely and sweet witch named Belladonna who the valkyrie had not spoken to in quite some time…and really, she needed to stop letting so much time get in between them. The reaper scowled, though it was at herself, and shook her head. “Stupid.” She muttered to herself.
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 9:24 pm
Normally the room that belonged to one lovely and sweet witch named Belladonna, at least as of recently, was not solely occupied by said witch. For a few months now it had been the frequent home of a particular zombie, who was not actually in the room at the moment. The witch was, however, and had taken the moment of solitude to do her share of deep cleaning. This naturally meant throwing open the window, lighting a stick of vanilla incense and trying to organize the closet so that all their combined clothing fit into the small space. And this of course meant that first all the clothes had to be pulled out to be thusly rearranged. Since the recent siege of odd shadow creatures on the school, Belladonna had been showing quite a fair amount of affection toward Sir Cuddley Rufley Butt, who had been kind enough to help her out in the fight against the darkness. He didn't talk anymore, no matter how the witch might prod him for more chipper words, but it was no matter. The treat was all too content to follow her around and make a bed of all of Mort's clothing the witch had piled to one side of her current work space. Which was... All of the floor for the rest of her clothing. The knock from the door startled Belladonna enough into dropping the shirt she'd pressed to her face, though she quickly snatched it back up only to toss it onto the pile of shirts that belonged to the zombie. "Coming!" She called out, scrambling to her feet and proceeding to kick clothing out of her way to create a path to the door. The treat had decided a nap was a good idea and made no noise other than occasionally fluttering its wings. Thankfully clothing was light and easily moved out of the way so it wasn't long before Belladonna wrenched open the door with a somewhat exasperated smile that turned into a very bright one. "HEEEELLLL!!!!" She squealed as she launched herself at the ghoul, wrapping her up in a very tight and energetic hug.
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 9:50 pm
…Huh. Hel tilted her head, and furrowed her brows. What was she going to do if Belladonna wasn’t in? She didn’t think about this prior, and the thought put a damper on her mood. Hel and pre-planning weren’t the best of friends…but luckily she didn’t have to worry about it as she heard the witch’s voice from behind the door.
A bit of a grin pulled at her lips, and it widened once the witch came into view. “Hel—“ The ghoul made a surprised sound as the witch launched herself at her, but she immediately threw her arms open and pulled the ghoul to her, crushing the witch against her. Her energy and enthusiasm was so contagious…and well, it was nice for someone to be uber excited to see her for once. “Hello!” She finished, “It is good to see you, friend! It has been a while! If you are not busy, I was hoping I may have some of your time today to catch up.”
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 10:05 pm
"Ooh my Hecate its so good to see you! I haven't seen you in aaagessss! Have you been alright? Where have you been? Certainly not at school?!" The witch was a million questions at once as she jumped up and down before the Reaper, bright smiles and excitement to have her friend around again. Unable to contain herself she grabbed Hel into another hug and deposited a kiss to her cheek. Then the witch was back, bounding into her room to pick as many bits of clothing up off the floor as possible.
"You can have the rest of my day if you want it! Mort will be out for a while yet-- I think he mentioned something about picking up another shift at his job--" Up went the pile of petticoats and then into the closet as though their huge mass (and even the clunking of a caged one) were no matter. "Oh my stars, ha! I bet you did not even know that he has been living here with me!" This made her laugh though she did pause to run a hand over the small space between her eyebrows, a momentary damper to her cheerfulness.
But it was soon gone as Belladonna stuffed the rest of the clothes mostly away and then ushered Hel further into the room with her formerly bright smile. Not really sure where the ghoul would best like to sit, the witch instead stood there and smiled.
"And you've brought food! How awfully kind you are." A bit of softness entered her motions as she took the bag and set it aside before she once more pulled Hel into a hug. This one was not the same overly excited one as before, but something more gentle and sweet. In a moment it was gone and the witch bounced a bit with another smile.
"There is so much to catch you up on! Wherever shall we begin?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 10:22 pm
Bella just…Hel always liked you, a lot…but she was just reminded now why she loved you. Her feels. The witch was just so excited to see her and she noticed she had been gone for a few Octobers! Ahhh! Hel’s chest was swelling from the emotion. She just couldn’t help but grin widely now, hugging the ghoul again, and gave a return kiss to the cheek. “Oh, ya, I have been fine! I was just gone for a few Octobers because I was looking for land! I settled on some and ended up purchasing it…it is where I am going to build my future cottage.” She announced proudly, and followed the ghoul into the room, looking around at all the…clothes.
“Oh good…” She tilted her head. Oh! Mort was living here? Well…that made sense with all his clothes. “Ah…I see! How long has he…?” She asked curiously. Maybe she didn’t think too hard about arrangements like this because Mac lived right across the hall from her…Hel was pulled from her thoughts though, when the energy the witch emitted softened, though she was distracted when Bella took her bag from her, and even called her kind. Hel couldn’t help but blush lightly, though it was hard to notice on her dark skin. “Bah…I am not kind, friend…” She trailed off as Bella pulled her into another hug, and it was here Hel could really feel a difference. While she was dense with words she was more attuned to actions, and this spoke volumes.
She held back onto the ghoul firmly, but she didn’t crush her, and she may have let her go, but she still held onto Bella’s hands. “Oh ya…uh…” Her brows furrowed. Where to start… “How about…Christmastival until now? You first, friend.”
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 11:53 pm
Of course she'd noticed she had been gone! Sure the witch had been a little more absent on her friend checking than she had preferred, but Belladonna was nothing if not horribly observant eventually. For after a month or so of not seeing the Reaper she'd gone poking around her room and discovered her to be gone! It had been a sad day indeed, for the witch had sorely wanted a bit of a breather with Hel's bracingly fresh attitude. And given how Hel had always been there when the witch had needed someone to talk to, she had been sorely missed while she was away. But that was all in the past and she was here now and Belladonna could hardly contain her excitement! There was just so much to catch her up on! With a flap of her hands the witch sashayed over to the couch and flopped down, happy to pat the space next to her with a smile that indicated Hel should sit just right there. Right there and no where else. "Oh yes, he's been living here since... Ah... Halloween Night." The night he'd come back after being dead in all senses of the words. The witch did her best to smile through that, for she so did not want to ruin their happy afternoon with sad memories. "Pish! Tosh! You are plenty kind! You came to visit me, didn't you? That is kindness all on its own." The witch patted Hel's hand before she brought her own hand up to tap against her chin in thought. Goodness, Christmastival had been ages ago! Wherever to begin! "Let me see, let me see... Well, all of us took a trip to Christmas Town to help them make some toys for the Holidays... And then we had to fight a big Furnace King... That was odd. But oh yes! He, ah... When he was defeated he dropped a crown. Big, awful red thing..." Here the witch sighed and turned her wrist up to show Hel spotless skin. "Something came over me, a number of others as well... But I tried to take the crown. I did not get it, of course, but I did receive a number of little shards in my skin..." One fingertip pointed to spots on her wrist and forearm that seemed perfectly normal now, but once had been blackened. "They made me feel absolutely horrible and I acted a horror. I was testy and short and horrendously selfish. It was awful." And she'd felt terrible afterwards too. But ah! Now it was her turn and the witch bounced with a smile and waited for Hel's tale.
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Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 7:10 am
Well of course she was going to sit right next to you, Bella! Hel followed the other reaper to the couch, and flopped down beside the ghoul, resting her hands on her lap as she looked over at her. “Ah…I see!” Wow…that was a really long time! The ghoul just grinned a bit as she insisted she was kind, and shook her head idly before letting the subject go. Hel listened to the ghoul, rather intently at that as she mentioned fighting and then…a crown? Her brows furrowed. This was what the reaper got for sticking to her business…she was rarely aware of what was going on around the school. A crown…shards…attitude changes? She looked down at Bella’s wrist, and couldn’t help but reach up run her dark fingers along the ghoul’s smooth skin, just to make sure. Yup…smooth, soft, and unblemished. Huh. “So…the shards and the emotions…they just…went away?” This was a terribly curious matter… When the conversation seemed to be in her court though, the ghoul blinked. “Uh…” She thought back to Christmastival…and really nothing big was happening to her…except well…a bunch of personal and emotional matters. Hel’s brows furrowed in thought. “…Well, honestly, friend…nothing much has occurred as of late…well…except that I am dealing with too many emotional matters right now…heh.” She grinned a bit.
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Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 1:26 pm
It was good that Hel decided she would sit next to the witch for Belladonna had more or less been waiting for this precise moment since she'd realized Hel had come for a visit. Since one bit of kindness deserves another, and since the Valkyrie had her own particular way of showing such, the witch was all too prepared to display her own adoration back. Naturally, this meant waiting until Hel seemed comfortable in her seat before Belladonna bent forward and most energetically pressed her face between Hel's boobs. In best imitation of the action Hel had first done to her, the witch did her best to return the favor, even going so far as to actually rub her face on them a little. They were just really squishy and nice looking and ok look she always wondered what it was like and why everyone was always so enamored with her own lovelies ladies and now she knew. So with that accomplished she sat up with a gasp and a smile and thus began their stories. The brush of dark fingers against her skin only made the witch smile, for it tickled ever so slightly and truth be told, she was absolutely over the moon about the shards being gone. They had been a torment to her, resulting in some very un-Belladonna-like anger toward Freya and Kettil, and most notably Mort. "Well, that is the next bit... A few weeks after Christmastevel, a bunch of Initiates and, well anyone who wanted to help, were called by Medea. Mort went and actually invited me along even though I still do not know how I feel about all that. Anyways." She flapped a hand with a sigh. So many dismal stories to tell! "Medea sent us out into the Human World where the Horsemen attacked some Hunters. It was all very messy and there were a number of students who sided with the Hunters and then there were more crowns. Obviously I have something for them for I tried to get one but still failed on that matter." And though she had not answered Hel's question exactly, it was only because the shards had not yet gone away. Vastly attentive to listen back, the witch smiled and nodded and waited, though the more Hel frowned and fretted, the more the witch lost her excitement. Emotional matters? Oh dear! "Yes, you mentioned finding and buying yourself some land... Would you... Like to talk about your emotional matters?" In a hope to show that should Hel decline there would be no more pushing on the matter, Belladonna gave her her most understanding, patient and motherly smile. Along with a small pat on her hand for good measure.
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Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 2:15 pm
One pleasant surprise after another…but it was this one that took the cake. For a moment, Hel was just stunned speechless as Belladonna dove and…well…motor boated her. Without prompting too, none the less! After that initial shock wore off, Hel just laughed, terribly delighted. Oh so terribly delighted. That made her day, it really did. She just gave the witch a face splitting grin after, and settled back down to listen to the witch tell her story. She nodded her head as Belldonna spoke, to show that she was listening. Jack…another encounter with hunters? How in Halloween’s name was she missing all this stuff? Then this crown business came back up…hrm. She should start asking around, just to hear more about it. Maybe ask Gramps about stuff on the Horsemen side? Who knew…maybe she shouldn’t even get involved at all. It was a lot to think about. “Well…I am glad you are alright…and here.” Hel uttered genuinely, and then scratched her jaw in thought. “Talk about them…?” She echoed. Huh…the idea of sitting down with another ghoul and once again spilling her emotional guts was an odd concept…then again all she had been spilling her guts too were boils…maybe…maybe talking to Belladonna would be a different perspective? “…Aw, Jack.” She muttered. “…Really though, friend, what is troubling me is nothing in comparison to the time you are having…and I would need to fill you in on…a lot.” She spoke as if this might be a bother to the witch.
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Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 6:48 pm
Honestly a little flushed from the encounter, the witch only giggled in response to Hel's laughter. It had all been exceptionally silly, which had been exactly the point. Today was undoubtedly going to get all sorts of unfortunate and mixed up and honestly Belladonna was fairly positive she was going to cry before the afternoon was over. But still, something funny had to happen, something to make them laugh and let them both know that good things, however irreverent and silly, could still happen. The witch nodded with a smile that she turned into an odd shrug that involved tilting her head on either side toward her shoulders. "This is true, but before I was alright something else happened too! One day, not very long after the appearance of those other crowns and that whole thing with Medea, Mort and I took a nap. This is unusual since he doesn't often sleep, ever. So when I woke up and he didn't, I got a little worried. Needless to say he did not at all woke up and a few other students had the same happen to them." That had been a particularly trying time as the witch had bothered Alexander and Sophie in her quest for help only to turn back to the Priestess. "But Medea helped us and told us that those asleep had been put into a trance and created their own worlds, which we all infiltrated to get them back. It should not at all be a surprise that Mort made a world based on video games." It had been a rather beautiful world all the same. Though she had promised herself not to push, the witch could not help the tiny noise of indignation she made. "Pish! Tosh! You act as if we only have a few minutes to catch up! We have positively hours before we shall be disturbed by anyone." Belladonna flapped her hands at the ghoul for a moment before she once more grew soft and ducked her head to peer up at Hel in a more understanding manner. "And my problems are no more or less than your own. They are merely different. Struggles, no matter how great, are something to be worked through and should you like to speak on them, I will listen."
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Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 8:08 pm
Hel looked rather interested, despite the topic. Even more stuff? Jack! Bella just did all the things! “…Ah…” Didn’t wake up? Eugh…her brows furrowed as she listened, rather surprised, honestly. Some of the students were still sleeping…and they had to go wake them up? Well…Hel didn’t need to ask if they were successful or not, because Bella wasn’t hysterical about it…but still. Just what was she missing? What was she going to continue to miss if she left as soon as Graduation exams were available?
“Ha…I suppose…” She muttered when the topic shifted back to her…and at the witch’s words, Hel couldn’t help but giggle. “Yanno…Gramps…ah…yanno…the Sage we sat with at Battle of the Bands…he told me the exact same sentiment some time ago…it is just…funny I suppose to hear it from you.” Well, since she was obviously going to be here a while, Hel made herself comfortable. She kicked off her boots and pulled her stocking clad feet up onto the couch…and then shifted, resting her back against Bella’s front and well….using that glorious bosom as a pillow. Because really, it was one of the great uses of well endowed bosoms.
“Let me try to condense it for you, friend…” Hel started, making a compact motion with her hands. “Around when I entered my second year, I had a boilfriend who was a Grim, and I thought I was happy and I thought we were going to get married and all those things, buuut we got into a lot of fights, because our personalities are just so vastly different, and I just wanted a lot more ah…attention than he was comfortable giving…but I was stubborn enough to think that if I just kept trying, it would work out in the end…well at one point, after a really bad fight, he decided that we needed a break from each other…and I was really hurt…” Here Hel made a bit of a face. While she wasn’t ashamed of what happened next…the thought of telling it to Bella seemed rather…unpleasant.
Hel sighed, and then put on her determined face. “I was really hurting, and so one of my best friends, who I am really close too and find very very very desirable took me to his aunt’s house to get away…weeell…we were very irresponsible, and we had cider and one thing led to another and we ******** on the couch. Soiled it. Then we were responsible and ah…told our respective counterparts…because ya…he had a ghoulfriend at the time too…” Hel rubbed her jaw. “They stayed together for some time after…and well…my boilfriend was obviously rather cross at me…but after some time he forgave me…and I thought we were working our way towards a mend and a promising future…sooo one night, we did it, aaaaand a few days after…he had come to the conclusion that he did not love me anymore and then we were done.” Hel let that hang in the air for some time, and then looked back at Bella, a bit exasperated.
“But wait…there is more.”
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Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2013 9:04 pm
"Actually, his world was quite fun. He was King! Can you believe that? Of all the things to be, my darling Mort was king. He was a very good king, with a lovely world full of devoted people and lush landscapes and inventions. Anyways, everyone was turned into a magical... Thing and I was a fairy! I had wings!" This excited the witch enough that she flapped her hands in imitation of the golden, gilded and gossamer things that had adorned her back and helped her float around the kingdom. It was a shame she did not know Hel before certain events or else she might not have mentioned such a thing. "And there were seven other kingdoms as well, only one fell and some of their inhabitants came to our kingdom. Mort accepted them most graciously, but had to name... Well, he called them 'moderators', but really he had to name a court. I was named his Queen! Or at least, what would be his Queen were it named that..."
In absolute honesty, the witch was just the slightest put off that he hadnt named her his actual queen, but that had been another time and another place.
"All in all, we all had to help gather... Ah, what was it called? Miasma! Yes whatever that is, for the kingdom only half way through those of us placed there by Medea woke up and we all plotted to kill the King, for that was the only way to bring our loved ones back to awakening." Perhaps that was a bit confusing...
The shift of the Reaper made the witch only scramble to assist, placing her own back against the arm of the couch and sliding down so that Hel would have a nice set of, ahem, pillows to rest against. It was odd in the most wonderful of ways to be the one offering comfort, when it always felt as if the witch was the one asking others for the same kindness. Still, she was beyond delighted to be so comfy and cuddley with the ghoul as it had been ages since she'd gotten to cuddle with her own sister (at least, the one that didn't throw insults her way) and this felt all very wonderful. Feeling so embolded, Belladonna waited until Hel was half way through her story before she dared to brush her fingers through her short locks and once the action was completed she could not stop herself. More and more she petted the Reaper, listening with a faintly worried expression to her tale.
A part of her wanted to reply that it wasn't necessary to condense the tale, but the witch kept her mouth shut for she knew the power of shortening a story for the sake of brevity as well as emotions. It was most likely very painful to recall all this, so the witch was quiet and only continued to brush her fingers through the short, dark strands of Hel's hair.
The words that Hel spoke were at once confusing and understandable enough that Belladonna could not help but comment on.
"Who could ever not get along with you?! You are absolutely precious and sweet and brash in the most adoring manner! But attention? Oh, yes, then we are the same in that regard!" But the witch quickly hushed up about that, for it would not do to tell each other quite so much about the other's love life. Especially given that Hel actually knew the zombie whereas Belladonna didn't know either of the boils the Valkyrie spoke of.
Still, the witch remained complacent and quiet in her role of listener to the story, casually brushing Hel's hair and not once pausing or showing any signs that she was even vaguely scandalized by what she said. After all, wasn't that the sort of thing that happened in romance novels?
"Right on the couch? Goodness, that sounds like it was most enjoyable." Oh, oh the things the witch wished she could do on couches. She gave a small sigh and leaned forward to press a small kiss to Hel's forehead. "I am exceptionally proud of you for being so resilient about all that. Now what else happened?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 7:28 am
Hel listened to Bella spin this tale…and she couldn’t help but feel both relieved she wasn’t apart of this…yet terribly disappointed at the same time. Honestly…it sounded pretty cool. Luckily, Hel didn’t even bat an eye lash as the subject of wings were brought up, and she just grinned at how excited the witch was…until the end. Oh…murder, huh? Funny how that worked out. “I admire your resolve to do the right thing.” Hel informed her. “Even though I can only imagine the weight upon your heart at having to go through with murdering a loved one.” Make believe world or not…that had to be rough. The reaper really liked having her hair pet, so really, when Bella did start running her fingers through her hair, Hel just got more comfy. She couldn’t help but laugh at Bella’s protest. “Oh screecheart…” Hel started, “I am a terrible, awful, and rotten ghoul. I only have a handful of good friends, and everyone else can not handle me.” She stated this rather cheerfully, after all, it was the truth. She also couldn’t help but feel relieved when Bella agreed about the whole ‘attention’ bit. “Oh ya!?” Hel cried excited, turning her head around to look back at the witch, where she reached and held onto one of her hands. “I am so happy that you understand! For the longest time I felt like I was the only ghoul with horribly raging hormones!” Hel’s excitement just kept growing, especially since Bella was only not scandalized or put off by what she had told…but she seemed appreciative of it as well. Oh Jack… Hel had never been able to confide in someone who just… There were no words for how excited and happy she felt right now. Belladonna, there was so much love for you in Hel’s heart at the moment. So much. “Ooooooh ya.” Hel whistled. “It was most thoroughly enjoyable.” Even after a cider induced haze, it was still a rather vivid memory and recollection for the reaper. Aww…Bella thought she was resilient! Aww. “Ah…well…” Hel got back on track to finish this up. “I told you I am not a good ghoul at all. I made quite a few passes at my best friend while he was still with his ghoulfriend…and well, after my boilfriend did break up with me…I was a mess.” She chuckled at this. “Well, I still am a mess, but I am a functioning mess now…but anyways, my best friend was there for me and…” Hel’s brows furrowed as she pondered. “…Well, things turned out okay. I mean…I saw that ya…the boil I was with and I were just not meant to be…and there is nothing wrong with recognizing that. Just because you always try, just because you try as hard as you can, does not mean it is always going to work with someone.” She smiled up at the witch. “So time passed, and well…my best friend ended up breaking up with his long term ghoul friend for more or less the same reasons I had gone through? Just…did not mesh for the long run.” Hel’s thoughts felt a bit scattered, and her cheeks tinted a bit red at some thoughts. “Oh Bella, I told you I am awful! After breaking up with my boilfriend, not only was I making passes at my friend, but I just got really infatuated with him as well. I am so stupid.” She laughed. “But it is because he just accepts me for being me and no one else, and I can not properly express how relieving that is! Not to mention he has been with me through some of my worst times here…and he is still around!” Sadly Bella, Hel still had more to tell. AyeAvast Another long tag for you, hahaha
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 6:57 pm
It is with a heavy sigh and purse of lips that the witch replied, "It was not the first time I have had to kill him for his own good." It was honestly the third time the witch had taken the task upon herself, for no one had ever asked explicitly, but she had always taken the reigns in such a situation. After all, it felt cowardice to let another kill him and in such a situation as when he was King, he would have been betrayed either way when she did not jump to his defense. "It was not honestly him, we were all just fragments of a dream... But he was so awfully happy..." Belladonna trailed off at that, the familiar wrinkle forming between her eyebrows. She'd promised the King to make her Mort happy, but given his condition and all the things that kept happening, it was so hard now days. Something as simple as a smile felt like a major accomplishment and an honest laugh felt rare. But in the interest of keeping up her facade, she splashed a smile back on her face.
"Things turned out for the best in the end. Everyone realized what was happening and we made our apologies before we all honestly woke up."
"For whatever it is worth, I think you are a delight! I am sure that most people are just not used to your honesty and how up front you are. But that is their fault, not your own." The witch told her with a small turn up of her nose at all those people who had disproved of Hel. They were atrocious creatures, all of them! She adored the Valkyrie and instantly thought poorly of anyone who did not do the same.
Especially when she turned to look at the witch and shared in something she knew too fondly of.
"Ugh, they're the worst! And I cannot do a thing about them except--" Here she wiggled with a whimper under Hel and pressed her hands to her cheek in woe. "There are some days it takes everything in me not to just jump Mort the moment he walks in the door... Most of the time I fail..." And almost always ends up only half sated. Forlornly she sighed and patted Hel's head with a small smile, glad to not be alone in that regard.
As for how the witch felt over cheating on her boilfriend with another, she really had no opinion one way or the other. Attraction was a terrible, yet wonderful, thing and it was often hard to keep oneself in check when hormones were so rampant and hearts so eager for love. She felt badly for Hel's then-boilfriend, but as the witch was want to do, she also heavily blamed him for half the problem. But what about that other boil?
The witch laughed at Hel's description.
"Was the couch not too small or anything? I have never had, ahem, illicit liaisons of such a manner on couches, so I hope you do not mind my asking." So maybe she was a little curious too...
Once again she grew quiet to listen to the tale, wondering idly who these people were and if she knew any of them. Not wanting to pry she would not ask, but if she were lucky Hel might drop names. Though, on second thought, the Valkyrie was the noble sort and even though she professed to be an awful ghoul, she would still protect the identities of those involved in the situation just in case they could be hurt. Pish, tosh, she was an awful ghoul. Belladonna adored her immensely and knew she was an absolute doll.
"I do not see how you are so awful when you were merely following your heart. I can understand how it might not have been the best option when he had another ghoulfriend, but he must have some sort of feelings for you too! Else he would not sacrifice what he had with the first ghoul. And he has been there for you through all this, so there must be something there..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 07, 2013 7:57 pm
Hel grimaced as Bella elaborated. Oh…ouch. Not the first time, huh? That was definitely rough. Hel had tilted her head to look up at the witch as she spoke…and well, when that crease between her brows came back, the ghoul reached up to rub her thumb over the crease as if to smooth it out. It didn’t belong on such a pretty face belonging to such a sweet ghoul. Her hand then moved to caress Bells’ cheek in what she hoped was a reassuring gesture before her hand fell and just held onto one of the witch’s. “You have a strong heart, Belladonna. I admire that.” She murmured.
She just grinned, quite touched at the unexpected support she was receiving about being herself, and giggled as Bella cursed those urges as well. Ahhh! So awesome! Well..not Bella’s frustration…but it was awesome Hel could have this talk with another ghoul to felt the same way she did. “Ah, Bella!” Hel cried. “Do not resist the urges…embrace them!” Truly Hel wasn’t one to talk to about restraint. Oh no. Hel mistook the ghoul’s sigh for not being able to resist her urges…and not because the witch was only half sated.
The reaper laughed as Bella asked more about the couch incident, and the ghoul found that to be unexpectedly pleasant. Really, no one was interested, and if they were, it was only so that they could express their disapproval. “Oh, I do not mind at all! I am a nosey being, so I can understand the curiosity. Heh. The couch was a pretty decent size…but that is all I really remember about it…for obvious reasons…” She grinned like a fiend now. “It was my first time, too.” She tilted her head as she listened to Bella, and then chuckled softly. “Just because I follow my heart does not mean I am right…or how I go about following my heart.” She smiled, and then it fell to a sad sort of smile. “…Ya. I think he does…I had the go around with Gramps about all of this sometime ago…I had told my best friend how I felt…but he did not reply with any words…and Gramps said all I can really do now is give him my time and support…so, that is what I am trying to do.” She sighed a bit.
“…I just…” Her brows furrowed. “I worry.” She admitted. “About everything…I do not want to ******** this up…and that is the story of my emotional matters.”
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