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 Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2013 3:35 pm
A little Reaper ghoul with a little too much excitement in her step headed towards the gym. Circe was excited because she wanted to try and find someone to spar with. Slowly but surely this ghoul was working her way up towards becoming a good fighter. At least, that was her goal. This year she wasn't going to go home during break, especially since she'd missed a lot of school already anyways. Luckily for her, the massive amount of studying she'd been doing was starting to pay off. Circe had made up most of the work she had needed to do and soon she might actually be able to be bumped up a grade. Of course that was if she worked through the summer too which she was. "I wonder who's in there today!" She said enthusiastically.
When Circe had finally reached the gym it was like her body was glowing with her high level of excitement. The doors were open and she could see inside that it was pretty crowded. It might be a while before would be able to get a mat or a dummy to practice with. "Seriously?" Circe gave the stank eye to one of the people waiting for their chance to spar. Maybe she'd seek them out later. Not that they had done anything wrong but, they seemed like a good person to take her frustration out on for the moment. At least until her attention was stole by the boils and ghouls playing on the court. For the first time since being at the school Circe had noticed that they'd even had a court. "When did we get that?" She asked herself, assuming it must have been new.
Circe approached the court and realized that while it was kept up rather well it was still old. Which meant she was an idiot for never noticing it before. Oh well. She didn't care. It wasn't like she knew how to play any of the games you played on the court anyways. For a moment she looked away back towards the gym and sighed. Well, there wasn't anything better to do. She might as well sit down and enjoy the game. Besides, how could she not be up for watching boils sweat and being half naked. Yes, she rather liked that. Boils without shirts, sweating and looking glorious. Yep she was done for. "I wonder what the score is."
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Posted: Thu Jul 25, 2013 2:55 pm
Hot to hot. The day had started long but ended up a little more joyful when he had snagged a spot in the current casketball game. Around second half he had stripped his shirt, frost demons tended to overheat a little faster than the rest and he was no exception. Drenched in sweat he strutted down the court, hand held high to signal a play, Spinar being point guard of course. "Come on slackers get into position!" He growled, teeth bared. A clear sign that when in the game, the typically charming as ever boil was a little more brazen and brash.
Eye's on the prize he hadn't noticed when another member of the already fairly large spectator crowd showed up, at least yet. Spinar dribbled the casketball between his legs, showing off just a little for the giggling ghouls in the crowd. Once his team members had run through the play he pressed into the other boil guarding him, mingling sweat and grunts. Managing to throw the other off as one of his teammates stepped in behind the other, he dribble to the left than right then all the way around the other boil for a jump shot.
"Nothing but net!" Crackling the demon bowed in glory of his made shot, sweat dribbling to the cracked concrete as he did, signaling impending dehydration. Running a hand over his slick face he teasingly flicked some sweat at the other players. "Break time." Signaling his own graceful defeat to the heat he waved the others on and another boil from the crowd took his place in the team for the moment. Heading to the sidelines he picked up a dark blue water bottle and gulped down the water inside. Pulling from the bottle he let out a sighed breath of relief, eyes scanning the crowd and falling on a barely dressed ghoul. Well hello. Spinar sauntered towards the ghoul, hearing her question as he went.
"30, 0. Demons are winning. " Announcing the score he glanced back to the court, the obvious different between the monsters and the demons on the court now clear. Smirking he held out a long clawed hand to the ghoul, "I don't believe I've seen you around, Siku, you are?" Cockily he took another sip of his drink with the hand not outstretched to the ghoul, eyes trailing from her head to her toes. Interesting outfit. ~Kiana_Nala~ Sorry this took so long ;; <3
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Posted: Sun Sep 08, 2013 3:25 am
While most girls might have shied away from the way Spinar was looking at them, Circe surely did not. In fact it only barely registered on her radar. Not that she couldn't blame him, she was too hot not to stare at. "30 to 0. Trying to show off a little?" A playful smile came to the ghouls lips. If he was going to give her looks like that she was going to see how far she could get with her own flirtation. He was a handsome boil covered in sweat. There wasn't anything about him that wouldn't draw her in. Not that attractiveness had to be the deciding factor in that but if you had it, it was certainly a step in the right direction.
Once Spinar extended his hand to her she took it in hers and gently, but firmly shook it. "I'm Circe. Circe Livonia. You?" Her black eyes scanned the court for a moment before she returned them to gaze at the boil in front of her. "I hadn't realized this was here until today. I usually spend my time in the gym sparring."
Circe placed her hand on her hip and made a clear indication she was looking him over from head to tail. "You look hot." Was that a comment about the weather or the boil? Circe apparently wasn't going to explain which probably indicated that she wanted to see how this boil would respond.
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Posted: Fri Feb 07, 2014 7:13 am
"Just a little, " He admitted with an equally as playful smile, though it wasn't really showing off if you were that good, was it? Returning the firm shake he chuckled pleasantly, obviously intrigued by the barely dressed ghoul. Said ghoul that soon announced herself to be one Circe Livonia.
"Just, Siku," he offered his own title once more on a wink. Not about to give her a full, or real name being as he was a demon after all. When she commented on the court, Spinar glanced over his shoulder with a soft frown. Not many people did know about this place after all. Which was a shame considering he loved casketball. Sighing more to himself for his lack of getting casketball club off the ground the boil turned back to Circe and shrugged a bit now commenting, "not many do, but its a good and bad thing I suppose." Good for not being crowded, bad for not many opponents.
"So, Circe, if you don't hang out much around here...what does bring you this way?" Spinar inquired, clicking his tongue ring to the back of his front teeth after out of habit. "Or is it that you are looking to learn the game, because I'd be more than happy to teach a ghoul like you how to handle a casketball..." Catching the gaze of the ghoul running over him, he flexed for good measure then laughed promptly afterwords. A rather confident smirk set in place since he knew he was good-looking, arms folding over his chest, taking her comment for a compliment even if it had just been for his state and not appearance.
"Thanks, you too. " A teasing flash of his tongue was shown before he rolled his shoulders and more 'politely' offered, "I mean, care to take this chat inside?" He was more than a little curious about her, that much was obvious. But more so, he was wondering how a ghoul that looked so fine would be able to fight or if she was just one of those that 'thought' she could fight. ~Kiana_Nala~* Ommmmg I thought I had tagged this already! I'm really sorry ><
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