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 Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 3:28 am
When the professor had sought out Sophie for a hand with something, she was a little happy to be involved. Even when she was informed that it would be a difficult task and may involve some.. actions of questionable ethics, she didn't blink an eye. It wasn't that she was a teacher's pet; not at all. It's that she liked the challenge and so thinking of a plan in order to get the boil to cooperate was something she enjoyed. It involved careful planning, learning of new techniques and down right sneakiness.
So you could imagine her remorse when she arrived at the boil's dorm to find the door unlocked. A tip from the professor had given her her target and she spied the mini quite easily; curled up in a ball in the corner of the room. She carefully picked it up, rewarding its cooperation with a scratch behind the ears before she gently placed it into a second bag she had specifically made for this task. Ample room for the koobo to sit inside and be comfortable. From her regular bag she pulled a piece of paper and placed it on the desk.
The following message was carefully scrawled in neat handwriting:
Dear Skald,
You'll notice something has been taken from you. I'll be at the library all day. If you want it returned, come find me. I'm the ghoul with green pig tails. Bring a note book, pens and your text books~
- Sophie Van Rotte
The door was closed behind her and the ghoul made her way to the library.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 3:50 am
Unfortunately for Sophie, Skald had been out most of the day. By the time he actually arrived at his dorm, he was already in a sour mood. Worse than usual. Perhaps that was because he had a run in with Haze and though the swamp dragon considered the hydra as a friend, Skald only saw him as a nuisance. Or at least that's all he would admit him to be. Fortunately, it didn't take him long to spot the note carefully placed on the desk. However, his mood worsened even further upon the realization that someone had entered his room without permission.
If it had been one of those damned gnomes again...
Grabbing the note, he gave it a quick look over and frowned.
One of his minis was stolen...? Why the hell would they even--
A hopeful look came across his face. However it quickly vanished when a certain skelepup wandered out into the middle of the room. Its eyes empty and staring. Just like it always had.
So it wasn't the skelepup they stole. Damn. Which left...
After a quick inspection of the room, Skald let out an irritable growl. It was his treat. His tart treat was gone. This bi---
Another glance at the note.
--Sophie, stole his damned tart treat!
Muttering a curse under his breath, the hydra crumbled the paper and tossed it across the room. This wasn't the first time a teacher had sent someone to tutor him and Jack knows it wouldn't be the last. But it was the first time someone had thought of stealing one of his precious minis as bait to lure him out. Clever. Very clever.
....
This was also a reminder to lock his door from now on. He would not be allowing this to occur a second time. But for now... For now he had to go the library... A groan escaped him. There really was no way out of this one. Not if he wanted his pet back. But perhaps... Yes. Perhaps he could snatch it and leave. He'd show up alright. But like hell he'd actually study.
That was the plan going through his mind as he stomped off towards the library. But then, he was probably underestimating this Sophie ghoul.
"You have something of mine." He growled out, slamming the door open to the library and glaring across the room at the one who he thought was Sophie. However, given the ghoul's confused look, it was someone completely different. "Give it back."
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 4:00 am
Sophie flinched a little as the door slammed open. She was expecting difficulty but.. perhaps she had gone too far. She pursed her lips as he yelled at another ghoul and pushed her chair back, standing and waving; signalling the boil over. "I think you're looking for me," she called before taking her seat and going back to reading her note books.
The bag she had placed the minipet in was no where to be found; already carefully hidden away. She received awkward glances from other students around her; some glares, too, for causing a ruckus. She flipped a page carefully and waited for the boil to make his way over before she looked up and smiled.
"You must be Skald," she greeted cheerfully. "You forgot your books, but it's okay I brought spares." She slide a pile of books his way with another smile that wasn't exactly comforting or sweet.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 4:10 am
Skald was still glaring intently at the poor ghoul when Sophie stood up from another table across the room and answered him.
There was a few seconds of awkward silence before he stiffly turned to glare at her instead. Too embarrassed to say anything further to the first one.
"Indeed I must be." He hissed out. Tail tapping impatiently against the ground. "What gives you the right to---" His anger was interrupted when Sophie brought up the books and his expression was replaced with one of confusion as he gave the stack of books in question a look. "--I don't need books, because I'm not staying." Now he took one step closer, his claws clicking against the floor. "Give me back my minipet!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 4:18 am
Sophie surprisingly kept her cool. This was no different than when her younger brothers threw tantrums. The key was to not give in. Her eyes met the boils and she raised a brow. "Well, we're in a bit of a pickle now," she tapped her pen against the book she was reading before she continued. "You're not going to study but I'm not going to give you back your mini pet unless you do.."
Her lips pursed and she let out a sigh before that not-so-sweet smile spread across her face again. "You can either give me a couple hours of your time or spend who knows how many hours trying to find your minipet," the stress she put on the word 'trying' indicated that it wasn't going to be an easy task. She pulled out the chair beside her and patted it. "Come on, it'll be fun! It's Human Studies~!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 4:22 am
Skald on the other hand didn't keep his cool.
"What the hell did you do with my minipet? Give it back!" His tail lashed behind him to emphasize the point. But for all his anger it may as well as been a tantrum. He was a lowly year one after all.
When the not-so-sweet smile spread across her face, Skald cringed. There it was. That evil womanly smile. She was so sure she had won this already. Which actually, for the moment, she had--but he wasn't giving up. Not yet!
"Screw human studies! Who cares about those little meat suits?"
This outburst was followed with a few more seconds of awkward silence, before Skald finally pulled out a chair and slumped into it. His posture clearly showing temporary defeat.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 5:08 am
The ghoul's fingers drummed on her book while she waited for him to calm down and she opened his text book to the same page she was on. "Meat suit, huh?" She asked with a quirked brow. "I don't know why you'd wanna wear a suit made out of meat. Actually, I think a human did that once. Certainly got attention. Though I think it was a dress.." she paused to think for a moment before snapping back to attention.
"Your minipet is fine. It's somewhere safe and hidden. You'll get it back when we're done."
Her attention turned back to her book and she cleared her throat. She eyed the clock and frowned. They had already wasted fifteen minutes. As much as she was willing to help, she didn't want to spend all night here, either.
"Alright," she said, straightening up. "What is the average lifespan for a human?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 5:15 am
Skald responded by banging his head against the desk. He was pretty sure they weren't talking about the same thing here.
"You say that, but how can I be sure you won't keep it afterwards." Now he looked up from the table, but only to glare at her once again. Oh yes. He was suspecting you of stealing and keeping the minipet, Sophie. Why couldn't she have just taken the damned skelepup?
Then it occurred to him. If he had something of hers, then she would have to make a trade. He wouldn't have to endure this human studies crap!
Drumming his fingers on the desk, he pretended to give her question some thought. When really, he was concentrating on his tail as it snaked around towards the ghoul's bag.
"As long as it takes them to get themselves killed?" He answered, half serious.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 5:33 am
"I'm not interested in tarts. I like dogs. Puppies. Minipets you can play with and take for walks," her eyes sparkled a little. "Minipets you can put cute neckerchiefs on and make delicious treats for.." she cleared her throat and shifted in her chair.
"Ahem, the correct answer is 67. That's the last known record of life expectancy. That's negative one point. Loose too many points and maybe I'll develop a liking for tarts after all."
She turned the page and read a few sentences before she turned to him. "Humans are particularly susceptible to diseases and infections. A wide spread disease is known as a pandemic - it may spread across a large area of a continent or even world wide. Name one of the most well known pandemics in Human History."
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 5:45 am
Skald's suspicious glare intensified. "I don't believe you. Besides, who says my treat can't wear a kerchief or eat treats--not that I would try that s**t but..." His words trailed off and he returned to simply glaring.
"Wow, I've known fungus to live longer than them." He snorted. However her following comment had him narrow his eyes until they were slits. Meanwhile, his tail snaked around her chair, and began feeling around for her bag.
"Stupidity." He answered.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 5:54 am
"Can you even walk a tart treat?" She asked as if it was the most common question in the world. His answer had her scoffing and she reached into her bag and smack his tail, shooing it out of her bag. Her arms crossed over her chest and she leaned back in her chair, glaring at him. "Negative one point for the answer and five points for going through my bag. If you wanted ribbon and fabric that badly you could've just asked. Personally I don't think pink is your shade of colour but I won't judge," she turned her palms upwards and shrugged.
"The answer was the Black Death. A plague that's estimated to have killed between 75 and 200million humans over two years."
She eyed the boil from the corner of her eye, a smirk crossing her face. "I think I'll name the tart Fluffy Sparkles." She gave a thoughtful pause before adding. "The Third." Her attention went back to the book and she flipped through a few pages before stopping. "Okay. Here is an easy one. List three things that seperate humans from Halloween Citizens."
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 6:08 am
"What kind of a question is that? Of course you can!" He scoffed. "Its not glued to the damn tart." Of course, getting that tart to let go was another story.
Feeling the hard smack against his tail, he cringed and pulled it away. "Very funny." Though it was clear he was far from amused. "Huh... and I was so sure stupidity was the right answer. I guess it could count as a close second."
However his snide remarks were quickly forgotten as he slammed both hands against the desk. "You wouldn't dare!" Then again, he was pretty sure she would. She definitely seemed the type to give pets horrendous names. He was going to have to answer this one seriously or--
"They eat shitty food that tastes like sand. They reproduce without pumpkins and... have short life spans."
Okay so he was somewhat serious about his answer. It was improvement.
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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 6:55 pm
The ghoul simply shrugged. "Hey, like I said, I don't like tarts. How was I meant to know?" Her chin rest on the palm of her hand and she smiled at him. "I don't think you should be calling out the stupidity of others when you're here with a tutor. If you paid more attention in class, you wouldn't have to be here and your minipet would be safe and sound in your dorm."
She leaned back and stretched. "But, you were right. A little.. blunt, but right. Though their food doesn't taste like sand to them. However, they don't eat brains for the most part, either. Though there are a select few.." She patted him on the shoulder. "Plus three points!"
She gave her watch a quick glance before closing the text book in front of her. "Alright. Final question. Worth all the points to get your tart back. Tell me what you do know about humans. No sarcasm or cursing. Nothing you've already told me or I've already told you." she crossed her arms behind her head and leaned back. "If I like your answer I'll give your tart back and you can go."
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2013 2:48 am
Skald's glare intensified once again. It was bad enough he was stuck here and his minipet was held hostage--but on top of that, now she was lecturing him? Tch! The nerve! He had no comeback either. So rather than make some sort of retort like he normally would, the hydra huffed, and stuck his nose in the air. Clearly sulking.
"Wait wait wait. If this is for all the points like you say.... then what the hell was the point of the first points? That doesn't make sense!" And now he was going off topic. Fortunately, he realized this and focused again. After all, the location of his precious treat was on the line.
"Go on then."LOLTERNATIVE Late tag! So sorry for the delay!
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Posted: Thu Nov 21, 2013 4:50 am
Sophie wanted to smack the boil on the head. Was he paying attention to anything she was saying? She frowned. "The point is you need to learn to appreciate knowledge and the importance of paying attention in class and doing your homework. If you had this appreciation you wouldn't be here right now."
The ghoul let out a sigh and pushed back her chair, flicking her ponytails over her shoulder before turning to the boil and pursing her lips. She shook her head for a moment. "Don't go anywhere, I'll be right back," then headed away from the table before disappearing around a shelf of books. It was unknown where she went from there but she returned a few minutes later, carefully carrying a large bag in her arms.
She sat back in her chair, placing the bag in her lap and gripping it tightly. Sometimes zombie strength had its advantages outside of the battlefield. "Alright. Here is your tart. Unharmed and safe. You can look but don't touch," she looked at him accusingly, like he had already planned a daring escape.
"Now. List five facts about humans we haven't already covered and you can go."
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