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 Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 3:29 pm
Hel wasn’t hard to find today…nor was she really most days. You either looked for the ghoul in bright orange who zipped around, or you stood around and waited to hear her. But today, she was definitely easy to spot. The reaper was perched on top of the reaper garden wall, sitting with one leg tucked underneath herself and her other foot swinging back and forth.
She was resting her weight back on one hand, and in the other was a magazine. Creeptacular Cottages. Someone appeared to be in the planning stages of nesting. The ghoul was looking through it, deeply engrossed, a piece of jerky idly hanging out of her mouth.
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 4:24 pm
Lou had been, as usual, out for a stroll, fully prepared to rob someone of their pocket change, and maybe harass some lucky ladies later... When a familiar face caught his crazy eye.
The boil, who had been whistling up to that point, promptly stopped for a moment to watch her. Oh, how... Distracted she seemed to be with that obviously boring magazine.
With a smirk, Lou rubbed his chin thoughtfully before reaching into his pocket for his raggedy bag of seeds. He was silent has he approached, pinching one seed inbetween his index and thumb before aiming cautiously and tossing it at the ghoul. What was he doing? Aiming for her cleavage, that's what. Lou was gonna make it hail, one seed at a time.
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 4:38 pm
Well…Hel didn’t miss anything that went down the front of her shirt, and Lou had impeccable aim. Hel startled as one seed went right down the front of her shirt, sliding between her bosom. She ended up throwing her magazine out in front of her as she flailed, letting out an indignant squawk as well. “What the—“ She immediately reached down the front of her tunic, fingers frantically searching for the foreign object until she found it.
Pinching it between her fingers, the ghoul squinted at it. A seed…? First, she shot her gaze towards the reaper dorm, thinking Mac was being an a*****e, but didn’t see him, or anyone for that matter, looking down at her. She then looked down around her, and once her gaze landed on Lou, her eyes narrowed.
“I told you that show was not available, free or otherwise!”
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 4:52 pm
And then Lou laughed. Lou laughed hard. Oh, that was priceless. And to think, all that flailing and shouting was caused by one little seed.
"Haha, that was enough of a show for one seed! Looks like I sunk the Tittanic!" Without missing a beat, the boil scooped up the magazine and leaned against the wall. "What's with the house search? Trying to find a door contoured to your boobs so you don't get stuck?" Really, why else would someone look at a magazine about houses? Where were the scantily clad models showing all the wonderful things you could do in said house?
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 5:21 pm
Hel was about to hop off this wall and come over and throttle the boil. She scowled loudly, and made to roll up her sleeves until he picked up her thrown magazine and leaned against the wall. “HEY!” She called out, and flopped over on top of the wall, stretching out trying to get her magazine back without having to get up. She managed to paw at the shoulder of Lou’s suit.
“For your information, I am not house searching!” She ignored that other jab. “I already have my own land and I am in the process of getting the foundation for my cottage built!” She boasted.
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 5:28 pm
"Woah, hey now! Easy on the duds, oh vertically challenged one." Lou shrugged and held the magazine back up to her. No point in keeping it. s**t was boring.
"Oh. Your own land? You don't say." The vampire didn't sound like he really cared, glancing at his nails and picking out any funk that might've been underneath. "Why don't you put it to use and build a strip club instead? Homes are overrated. Plus, the only employee you'd really need is yourself. You'd make bank."
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 5:34 pm
After being told that…Hel rubbed her fingers and palm all over what she could reach of his suit, until the magazine was held up in front of her anyways. The reaper blinked, and hesitated for a moment before she took it. She then rolled it up, and swatted Lou on top of the head with it.
“A strip club in the middle of rural bum ******** no where.” She drawled. “Genius.” Her tone had a lot of sarcasm. “I will…take that as a warped compliment…I think.” Hel swatted Lou again, just because she could. “Is that all you think about, as well?” She asked him, propping her head up on a hand now as she laid side ways on the wall. “What? Was your mommy a stripper and did the baby sitter touch you in all the wrong places growing up?”
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 5:43 pm
"I thought so too." Lou pretended as if the sarcasm was nonexistent, a large grin on his face even as she smacked him with the magazine he'd so graciously handed her. Fingers up on his clothes were fine enough, as long as they weren't ripping and tearing.
"You'd have no competition, for sure." Woodland creatures enjoyed a peep show as much as the next guy, didn't they?
When Hel asked if it was all he thought about, Lou just kept on grinning. "No, but it's most of what I think about. And why shouldn't I? Focusing on the best things in life seems like a pretty great way to live... Or un-live." Whatever.
Then of course, she seemed interested in what could've made him this way. Sure, who wouldn't be? Besides Lou himself. "Possibly. I don't know." He shrugged it off passively. "I always imagined I came from a rich background gone awry." Perhaps his father was a spy and Lou was sentenced to a life of vampirism to protect himself.
"Either way. I'm sure I was as much of a player in life as I am in death."
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 5:51 pm
Hel just rolled her eyes, and stared down at the boil with a lidded gaze as he spoke. “Ya, focusing on the best things is great and all, but the best things do not happen all day every day…plus focusing on tits, nudity, and sex almost all the time will not get you a place to dwell or a job after you graduate…if you graduate…” Because she wouldn’t past the vampire to…be here forever. Heh.
What he said next though, had snagged Hel’s curiosity. “You do not know?” She repeated, her lidded gaze widening. “How do you not know?” Her brows furrowed. Oh…right….undead. Pre-life, after-life. Ugh. Being a reaper who came from a family surrounded by other reapers who had families, on top of having friends who had families, one just got stuck in the mind set that everyone had a child hood and knew their parents…Hrm. She was reminded just not that that wasn’t the case.
“…So…you know…nothing?”
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 6:02 pm
"I don't need those things." Lou said simply, sticking his nose up at the very aspect. "I'm doing just fine without them." He had lived on the streets for a year. What's a couple more? or the rest of his un-life?
It seemed interesting, though, just how fast he had managed to pique the ghoul's interest. Huh. Maybe he should talk about his mysterious past more often! "Because I'm undead?" Lou's eyebrow raised as he stared up at her, still a little amazed that something he often didn't think about could make someone so curious.
"No. Nothing. I woke up naked on a pile of garbage. I only know my name because someone told me." He was purposefully vague on the details, as if he enjoyed being truly interesting for once.
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 6:32 pm
Oh yeah, Hel’s interest was definitely piqued. She couldn’t even imagine what he was describing to her! Not being around like she had been? No childhood? No memories? The ghoul sat up now, and scooted even closer to Lou as she stared at him, perplexed.
“…How did that being know your name?”
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 6:47 pm
Lou tapped his chin. "I couldn't say." The boil wasn't even phased by the fact that all this knowledge wasn't readily available to him. "I suppose she knew me before." Oh, it was a she. "Why are you so interested? It's not as if any of this is important."
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 6:56 pm
Hel snorted. “Excuse you.” She retorted. “Not important? Uh, YA! IT IS!” She cried. “You have no idea where you came from!” She exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. “Does that not bother you? Also!” She wagged a finger at him.
“If you do not know where you came from, how can you possibly know where you are going!?”
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 7:19 pm
Lou just rolled his eyes. Oh good grief. Of all the things she could've been interested to learn about him.
"Skeleton Jack woman." His hands went to his hips. "That doesn't matter to me either. I'm a free spirit. I go wherever the wind... And tail... Takes me. So I don't know what possibly amazing thing my parents did. s**t, I don't even know if I had parents at all. Maybe I was so awesome I created myself." It was possible, right? He was pretty awesome, after all.
"Now, if you want to ask me non-trivial questions, I can tell you just how great I am in bed." The vampire's eyebrows waggled up at Hel, hoping she'd take the bait and sway away from this nonsense.
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 7:33 pm
Hel rolled her eyes too. How many boils have expressed exasperation to her with those exact same words? Seriously. The reaper leaned forward, her head hovering near his, and she pressed her cheek against his, her eyes lidding. “ The wind does not always blow, friend.” She informed him, and then leaned back, cocking a brow. At his statement, she snorted. “Oh, I am certain your mother thinks you are great—Oh wait…you do not know if you have one or not~” She smirked. Nice try, Lou. “...Really? It does not bother you at all? To not know anything?” Hel continued to dog, utterly in disbelief that he was fine with it.
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