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 Posted: Wed Apr 10, 2013 5:56 pm
Amrita was a ghoul of her word, even the awkward turtling, embarrassed words. Therefore, a day or two after the social nightmare in the Student Council lounge, on a day that classes were let out early due to half the school being eaten, she sought out the Reaper who had run against her for Vice President for a promised lunch date. Today she donned her best dress and---oh who was she kidding, she wore her usual yellow dress, but she did switch it up a bit by not braiding her hair, for once. One of her favourite flowers was still pinned into the dark, thick wavy locks, but that was as adventurous as she had gotten for the day.
It didn't take her long to find the boil's dorm room, nor did she hesitate knocking on the door. "Sparrow, it's Amrita! Are you in? Err---are you free today? You know for...uhh, lunch?" Yep. This was already off to a great start. She was talking to a door.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 7:50 pm
Sparrow was trying very hard not to think about his ridiculously embarrassing display at the Student Council lounge, thank you very much. He had been rather mortified that he had not been able to present himself as the very picture of calmness and gentlemanly...ness, and instead had flubbed and flustered his way through trying to congratulate the new Council.
Clearly he was not fit for this.
On the day Amrita found him, Sparrow was seated at his desk in a peacock blue overcoat, a white shirt with a ruffled collar, black pants, glossy, peacock blue boots, and a pair of black reading glasses perched on the end of his nose as he skimmed a letter from one of his sisters. The knock to his door made him look up, however, Sparrow smoothing down a strand of his hair, which had fallen out of his ponytail.
"Amrita?" he said curiously, and got to his feet, moving to the door and pulling it open, looking down at the ghoul with a slightly surprised expression.
"Good afternoon," he said, and smiled. "Of course! I would be delighted to have lunch with you."
He pulled the reading glasses from his face and set them carefully back on the desk before making sure everything was looking the way it should and stepping out into the hallway.
"Lead the way, my dear."
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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 6:45 am
Amrita was relieved to hear her name from inside the room, followed shortly by the door opening. Oh good, so he was inside, and she wasn't being a crazy creature and talking to a door! Whew, that was a weight off her shoulders!
For a moment, she stared at him in awe. "...You wear glasses? They look so nice on you!" She gasped out, surprised by this; she had never seen him with glasses, even in passing...even though 'in passing' was probably the only way she really knew him. The ghoul waited patiently for him to set his glasses aside and to leave the room, taking a step back once he did to not crowd his exit.
"I've always wanted to wear glasses, but..." She tapped her nose - what was left of her nose, anyway - and sighed. "I forget to put my face on a lot, and I think I lost my faceplate, so..." It wasn't the first time she had lost the patch of flesh that should cover the exposed skull, and it likely wouldn't be the last. Plus, her eyeball was often missing.
"Is there anything you're craving for? Um...if it's flaming bat wings, I'm going to have to urge you to reconsider..." The ghoul started to move away from his room and out of the Reaper dorms, but first shuddered; Undeads and Fire never mixed.kurotomato ahhhh sorry for the delay!
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