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 Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 5:44 pm
The door to Hel’s room swung open, and the ghoul’s brows were furrowed. Something had crossed her mind while she was looking through her latest edition of Grueling House and Garden…and she felt like she needed to rectify a situation…something that had happened forever ago…but was still very important none the less.
She marched right across the hall to Mot’s room, and banged her fist on the door.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 5:48 pm
Mot let out a sharp yelp, the sudden banging on his door startling him out of his thoughts. Plans to build a desk were set aside, and the reaper moved from his half eaten desk to the door.
Opening it revealed a familiar, large bosom'd reaper.
"Ah! Hello, Hel. What brings you over today?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 5:52 pm
Hel was glad Mot was in, and she beamed at him…and then immediately launched into what was on her mind. “Hey, Mot! SO! Battle of the Bands…” Oh yeah…it was going to be one of those days.
Sorry Mot.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 5:55 pm
Mot's smile seemed to be a distant after image. It was there, but it didn't seem alive. Soont aht after image turned to a face lacking an expression.
"Oh.." She was... speaking of their... on stage incident.
"Um... what of it?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 5:58 pm
“Yanno I did not mean it, right?”
Despite Mot’s lack of expression…Hel’s was still bright and cheerful. She was on the road to making amends! She wished Salbei was here to PRAISE HER, FOR SHE WAS A GOOD HEL!
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 6:05 pm
"You.. did not mean it?" Mot had a hard time believing it, especially since that lie was now heard by half the school. His face turned red remembering this fact, his frown deepening.
"You do realize that such a lie is truly damaging. Had it been in private it might not have been so bad, but..." His face lost that colour now, his eyes drifting to the side.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 6:14 pm
“I did not mean it!” Hel replied. “I was mad and hurt…you know me, Motty! I know it is not right, but you know I lash out when I am hurting…” She rubbed the back of her neck.
“…Truly damaging?” Hel raised a brow, and then snorted. “…Truly damaging…how? Aside from your feelings of course…but what…are you…a male gigolo or something?” She grinned. “Did saying that at Battle of the Bands make your clientele dwindle?” Now she was just trolling, and waggled her brows as she did so.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 6:18 pm
"I know you do. I just wish it had not been so public." His confidence was a thin veil of ice to begin with, as it were.
"Hel, you know that is simply ridiculous.." Mot said with a deeper frown, the red in his cheeks returning. "But no man wants to be seen as a terrible lover, gigolo or not.."
"What if... what if Gene and I get to that point? How will I ever... p-perform.. with that nagging feeling in the back of my mind..." His blush reddened deeper still.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 7:26 pm
“Yaaa…well, I was definitely not thinking about that…” She grinned a bit sheepishly, just a bit, and scratched her jaw. “But…it happened, and it is also gone and past…and cheer up, Mot! I am certain no one cares or remembers anymore! Gossip flies around so much, and that was really old news.” She waved a hand idly.
The ghoul chuckled, and then tilted her head as she listened to the boil.
She tried to keep a serious face…
But…
As soon as Mot said perform…
She pokerfaced…and then snorted.
Then laughed.
“PERFORM!?” She cried. "WHAT ARE YOU!? A CIRCUS?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 7:30 pm
"Hel!" Mot squeaked, burying his face in his hands. "Okay FINE! I was simply trying to speak politely in the presence of a female, but such things are obviously lost on you! SEX, HEL! I WAS SPEAKING OF SEX!" He wailed behind his hands, his ears now burning red as well. Hel knew well what he meant but...
Oh Mot could just about die of embarrassment right now.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 7:32 pm
Mac lowered his paper for a moment.
...Mot...was screaming about sex?
Well, good for him.
He cleared his throat - loudly - and went right back to reading his paper.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 7:36 pm
At this point, Hel was just howling with laughter.
“OH MY JACK!” She cried, cupping her face with her hands, and managed to maintain a surprised tone. “IS THAT WHAT WE ARE TALKING ABOUT? MOT! I HAD NO IDEA! THIS IS TOO HARD FOR ME TO HANDLE!”
Then she realized what she had just said…
Then laughed more.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 7:37 pm
Wow. Hel's voice sure carried.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 7:42 pm
Yep. Time to die. Hunters, take him now! Please!!!!
He tried to pretend he didn't hear an obvious noise from next door.
Double entendre not withstanding, Mot was beyond humiliated. "Heeeeel..." Mot muttered, muffled by his hands. He had no words now. Nothing he could say.
He needed to disappear. Forever. Live in the woods as a wild reaper of the land. Become a legend. The celibate reaper that was a terrible lover and awkward speaker and was unwanted by all ladies always!
Except Gene, but no! He didn't not deserve even her touch now! He was DIRTY and UNWORTHY!
Mot curled into a ball on the floor, rambling under his breath.
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 7:50 pm
Hel was about to say something else to Mot, when she heard a loud noise from next door. Never one to pass up the chance to banter at Mac…
“SHUT YOUR DICKHOLE, MAC! MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!” She was grinning then, and looked back at Mot…who was now on the floor…all…curled up.
“…Wow…and I wanted to bed yo—Oh s**t, uh….” She waved her hands a bit. “NO OFFENSE, MOT! But uh…come on! Stop being such a Drama Queen!” She nudged his side with a toe, and was reminded about how thin he was. She snorted. “Yanno, Mot, it was a good thing I was never on top! I would have split you right in half!” She announced cheerfully.
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