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 Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 12:28 pm
Roch was in the library. It happened, okay? It happened more often than you thought, really, because they had a decent section on music and writing it. At the moment, though, he was looking through the books on composing songs-- His fingers traced over the backs of the books--then stopped as he misread the title on the spine. "Erotica?" he read, moving his finger. "Oh. Erato... whut?" He reached up, tugging the book out and heading for the table. "Erato... muse of love an' erotic poetry..." he read, flipping through the pages. It made sense that it was in the song writing section, he thought as he read about her. "Abandoned Isle of... Enchantment," he read, getting to the next chapter. He went perfectly still, forgetting that he had plans to go out to dinner with Danny, or that she would come looking for him if he took too long. Ghoul liked her pizza... "Where in the jack is the Abandoned Isle of Enchantment?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 3:12 pm
Danny was not in the library. In fact she was as far away as possible. She was in class, diligently paying attention as she always did, every day.
Unfortunately there was a misunderstanding that no, shooting flaming spitballs did not count as diligently paying attention. The teacher sent her to the library for the misdemeanor, thinking that would actually do something. As if Danny was actually going to study.
Instead she was hunched over Roch's shoulders, trying to get a look at what he was doing. "Sounds fun."
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 8:20 pm
West had been to the library three, maybe four times since he had first arrived at Amityville two and a half years ago. He frowned as he entered the building again, then stomped off in the direction he had last seen Danny heading. The ghoul had looked rather suspicious, and he wasn't going to let Rage's other mentee look suspicious around here unless he knew what she was looking suspicious about. "What sounds fun?" he said at a volume that was approaching library-inappropriate. "What're y'doin'?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 8:30 pm
Roch jumped as Danny spoke, he'd been that intent on reading, then glanced over as West showed up. "I was lookin' at writin' songs an' found this," he said, holding up the book. "Talks about this ghoul who was a muse for erotic poetry--which is like... most rock n' roll songs without the music in the background," he explained. "An' it turns out that there might be some of her old stuff on this... Isle of Enchantment." He wanted to go. It was clear in the huge grin on his face. "Course... we gotta camp out t'find the portal, accordin' t'the book, which means missin' classes..." Said the boil who'd skipped a month already. "But it's one of the FIRST guitars," he said. "An' who knows what else sortta strange things they got on this isle? Gold, magical items, all sorts of s**t!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 8:32 pm
Roch's explanation went almost in one ear and out of the other for Danny as he explained something about some old dead person and a guitar. The only thing that caught her attention was the island. It sounded adventurous. She liked adventures.
"West it's like the thingy we went to! Remember, with the crocodile and the tiles and stuff?" she blathered excitedly, flipping a few pages in the book (not that she was reading it anyways). "We should do it!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 9:11 pm
"Oh," he said, his reply more a pursing of his lips than an actual audible word. West didn't have a problem with missing classes or adventuring or erotic poetry, he just... "Yeah, okay. I'll go." The boil recalled the trouble that Danny's little spelunking expedition had caused all too well. These two could use an extra set of hands. Anyway, he was curious. West folded his arms across his chest. "So long's I don't miss prom." He wanted to go to prom. Sue him.
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 9:19 pm
"Jack... prom..." Roch muttered, frowning as he thought about it. "I can't be gone too long, actually, I gotta practice for prom--how about we go out for the rest of the day, an' if we ain't found anything by tomorrow afternoon we give up?" he asked. "Try it again later, that sortta thing?
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Posted: Wed Jun 12, 2013 10:45 pm
Danny's eyes lit up at the mention of prom. "Prom! It's gonna be so fun I'm going with-" Of course nobody wanted to hear it, especially not Roch who cut her of part way through.
She nodded at the idea and said, "Okay! We can go looking for portals like we did last time West. It'll be fun!!"
Her definition of fine might have been a little different from everyone else's.
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2013 7:25 am
After thinking about the situation for another ten seconds, West nodded. "Yeah. Sounds good. And... fun, sure." He smirked at Danny, half sarcastic and half sincere. "Where's it say t'start?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2013 7:36 am
Roch flipped the pages back from what Danny had done. "Looks like the portal shows up once in a while in the weeping woods. We're gonna need some flashlights," he said, grinning as he hopped to his feet. "And snacks," he said. "Lots of snacks." Unlike the other two, he'd never done the portal hopping, and it showed. "How about we take ten minutes to get whatever we need and meet up at the weeping woods?" he asked, glancing at his watch.
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2013 9:07 am
Danny just stared at Roch. "Dude I am a flashlight."
That was her useful input.
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2013 2:41 pm
He nodded again, dropping his arms back to his sides. Of all the things he had craved while in the middle of appeasing his possessive ghoulfriend, swimming through swamps, fighting crocodiles, and traipsing through caves, snacks had surprisingly been pretty high on the list. "Meet ya there." It was a plus that Danny doubled as a torch. Beyond his eyePhone and the handful of matches in his dorm's junk drawer, West didn't think he had anything that could even remotely be considered a flashlight. He looked back and forth between the two of them one last time before turning sharply and running off.
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Posted: Thu Jun 13, 2013 3:22 pm
"Still need snacks," Roch said to Danny before racing off as well. Ten minutes later he was waiting at the edge of the Weeping Woods, a backpack slung over his shoulder full of--what else? Snacks, a flashlight, and his box of healing supplies from Cricket's class. He stared into the trees, wondering if they would find the place before he had to get back for band practice... and whether this would be a good camping site to bring Lark to once in a while. Nah, he thought, too close to home. No point in camping in your own backyard unless you're looking for a portal to an abandoned island full of loot.
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