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 Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 3:51 pm
Hel stared at the walls of her room, and then the little empty paint can that was in the middle of said room, with the brush that was in her hand. She noticed lately that there were holes and scuff marks on her walls from either things that were hanging up, or from furniture hitting the wall during her time here… There had been a lot of scuff marks on the wall with her desk in particular… She knew why… C : So thus the reaper decided to patch and paint her walls…since she was…uh… Leaving within a few weeks… : C The reaper released a loud sigh, and dumped the paint brush into the can before she flopped her bottom onto the floor and just chilled. Her windows were cracked, and her door was left open…to ventilate the room from the paint fumes.
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 5:02 pm
The halls smelled of fresh paint, but Mot couldn't see a difference in their surface. As soon as he reached his room, he could smell it stronger still. And lo and behold, Hel's door was wide open. A likely culprit.
"Howdy!" Mot peeked in, looking at the freshly painted walls, before settling his gaze down at the ghoul on the floor.
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 5:06 pm
Hel’s head rolled on her shoulders until it turned to Mot’s direction, and she flashed the boil a grin. “Hey!” She greeted in return, and raised a hand to give him a short wave as well. “What are you up to, eh? It has been a while!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 5:11 pm
"Haha! Um.. nothing much!" Mot tip toed in, and gently sat across from Hel. How such a tall and bony boil managed to tread so lightly was a mystery. "So.. redecorating?" He asked curiously.
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 5:16 pm
Because Mot didn’t weigh a thing and needed to eat more…a lot more. In Hel’s opinion anyways, which was the only right opinion. Obviously.
“Ah, no! I am leaving so…” Here she paused, and then went wide eyed. “OH s**t!” She exclaimed, and then suddenly threw herself forward and landed on her knees and palms as she shifted closer to Mot. “I can not believe I did not tell you! I graduated!”
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 5:18 pm
Wait, leaving? Mot was about to protest, when Hel thrust herself forward, startling him nearly enough to make him fall back. He stared right back with wide, terra cotta eyes fixated on Hel's.
"Y-you what? Really?" Mot was surprised. So many people were graduating suddenly. "Wow... Congratulations, Hel! Truly!"
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 5:23 pm
Aww, man! How did she forget to tell Mot? That was so lame! She couldn’t believe she didn’t tell him sooner. The reaper then crawled over the fallen boil, so that she was even closer to him, and paused there for a moment. “Ya! I graduated! Truly! A bunch of ******** gnomes kidnapped me in the middle of the night and then took me to the Graduation Dungeon! I went through a bunch of rooms and then fought a knight for my diploma! Ah, thank you!”
It really wasn’t necessary for her to be this close….but she was.
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 5:31 pm
Mot fought off a blush, as the busty female got herself cozy up in his grill.
"A-ah! That must have been terrifying.. or maybe for you, exhilarating? Ah.. no, perhaps it was more like.. aggravating.. But, no matter! You're graduated! That's fantastic." He prattled off nervously, his fingertips lightly pushing against Hel's shoulders in a weak attempt at easing her away from him.
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 5:47 pm
“Nothing terrifies me, Mot, nothing! AHAHAHAHAHAAA!”
Hel then immediately stopped laughing and stared at the boil. “Ya…” She trailed off for a moment, blinking as the boil tried…pushing her? Seriously, what was he doing? Regardless, the reaper rolled off of him and settled back onto her bottom, resting her weight back on her hands as she leaned. “When are you gonna graduate?”
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 5:50 pm
Hel's maniacal laughter nearly made him squeak out like a frightened mouse. It had been a while since he'd interacted with her, it seemed. He'd gone soft.
Mot sat back up, grimacing at her question and fidgeting with a crease in his clothing. "Um.. I'm not certain. I've been neglecting my schooling a lot, as of late. Like... well..." He looked sheepish, "Months without attending a class? Oh gosh, Hel. I've barely spoken to a single student in what seems like ages."
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 6:09 pm
Hel stared at Mot. Mot. Goody two shoes ‘I’m so involved with school and classes and I write stellar essays don’t you wish you wrote like me Hel’ Mot. She stared at the reaper for a looong while before she spoke.
“Are you slacking on your schooling because you are too busy porking your ghoulfriend?” She sounded a bit…hopeful.
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 6:11 pm
Mot took a long moment before his expression switched from mildly worried to utterly disgusted. "Good gracious, Hel! Language!" He scolded before grimacing.
"Ah, no. I've neglected her, as well."
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 6:16 pm
“Oh, Mot…there were much, much worse things I could say! Like…bumping uglies, getting your rocks off, hot beef injection, horizontal hustle, parting the pink sea—“ Hel immediately stopped though, as Mot spoke, and then uttered an: “Oh.”
A moment of silence.
“…What is up?”
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 6:23 pm
Mot felt ill speaking his mind on this issue, having not even brought it up with Gene herself. Which was part of the problem. "Ah, well... when I first began to date her, it was because I felt we had much in common. She fancied me, which made me feel... flattered, I suppose. But even as I allowed myself to fall into the position of boilfriend; opening myself up to the cuddling, the kissing, dates... I still don't find myself feeling the emotion of love."
Mot grimaced. "I feel terribly. I don't eish to break her heart, yet I've likely done so by avoiding her. Though to be honest I've avoided most if not all creeple contact as of late. I busied myself with my hobbies. I've mastered wood carving and embroidery. But as a result I've once again alienated myself from my peers."
"Oh, Hel. I know I must let her know, but she is a wonderful and kind friend, and I don't wish to hurt her."
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Posted: Sun Nov 24, 2013 6:31 pm
Oh. Oh yeah. Mot definitely had a lot on his mind, and for a moment, Hel was mad at herself. She’d been so caught up in graduation s**t and making that boat, that she failed to notice that Mot was being well…a semi recluse! Ugh.
The ghoul listened, and nodded her head as Mot explained himself and how he was feeling. As he finished though, well, Hel felt her next words would make the boil easily see what needed to be done. “Mot.” The ghoul pointed at him, and then she pointed at herself. “Remember us.” It was really enough said. Not saying how they felt for so long had really just hurt them both so much in the long run.
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