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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 7:47 pm
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Moure, upon recieving the peculiar note from Edel via a Runic Inugami, had puzzled for a bit to figure out exactly what she meant. But if it was supposed to be some sort of code for meeting her somewhere, he'd have to figure it out. (Although he would've figured Edel would have picked a slightly more classy place than a bathroom to talk). He'd finally seen the steady flow of students into one of the usually abandoned bathrooms, and the pieces of the puzzle clicked into place.
As Moure entered, hesitantly looking in before quickly entering, he realized that there was a good portion of the student body his age already there. The room was lush, definitely, and it reminded him of the inside of the Demon Dorms, or perhaps one of Cphira's front rooms. And it was certainly not really a bathroom. Maybe it had been once, but it definitely wasn't now.
Moure looked around and saw several people he knew, Danny, Roch, and a few others. Finally, he spotted Edel's blue waves in the midst of the students, and a little grin came unbidden to his face. He managed to weave through the students toward her location on the other side of the room, and waved at her as he crossed. When he finally managed to get over to the frost demoness, he said happily, "Hey Edel. Thanks for the heads-up about, uh, whatever this is." He said, gesturing with a hand at the area around them. Moure wouldn't have known about it if Edel hadn't informed him, after all.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 8:43 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 10:43 pm
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Malodore followed Riley, opening its beak in a small smile; it returned to its usual expressionless state as she stopped in front of the horsemen they'd sought. Invictus... that was the one that they'd nicknamed Pesty, was it not? And now here he was, calling Riley 'Lady Mindflayer'. How things changed.
"Buon giorno," the plague doctor murmured, only to be interrupted by sudden kelpie. "Wait... what?" Oh, yes, of course, Calder was referring to the text message. "I was trying to be subtle," it sighed.
Note for next time: Calder + Subtle = ???
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 10:47 pm
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Calder frowned, crossing his arms as he pouted and looked at the Plague Doctor. "Well, it was misleading." He mumbled, before looking over at Invictus. Frowning, he looked to the side. "Hello, Invictus." He said, not knowing what to say to the boil after Prom night.
He glanced to the other ghouls with him. They didn't seem related to him, but they were still impressive in their own right. One however did catch his attention. A ghoul with an exposed ribcage, hooves, and a horn. Was she a ....undead unicorn?
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 11:27 pm
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There hadn't been a fight, because the ghost boil had been just as curious as his ghoulfriend, and if there was a chance for some sort of truth to everything that was happening, then it was certainly worth looking into. Honestly he didn't know what to expect, so of course he was still a bit weary, but there was something to be said for the promise of information. had he not seen the hosremen fighting along side, them for them, he night have have come at all, but clearly the four heirs were making an effort, and he could appreciate that.
All the same his grip on Junko's shoulder tightened, and he may or may not have jumped as Yaya slide up beside them silently. Jumpy, who Seiji? Never. He offered the dark skinned ghoul a smile and a wiggle of fingers in greeting, happy to see her considering he hadn't in some time. Vaguely he wondered how Sharra was doing, knowing the boil had fallen ill just before the field trip, but he must have been doing better for the ghoul to have left his side. He almost asked, but he held his tongue, deciding it'd be better to ask her about it later, after they'd figured out what the Jack was going on.
He glanced down at Junko again, then bent to lay a kiss on the top of her head before looking out and over the crowed. Searching for any sign of the familiar student council president and her crown of purple tentacles. "You'd think so, but I don't see her yet. It's just too packed in here." He frowned down at the girls. "Maybe we should move into the crowd, see if we can find her that way?" It didn't sound like he liked the idea, but didn't think there was much other choice.
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The Djinns grinned widely at the other ghoul as she was greeted and gave her hand a fond squeeze, hugging it to her chest. "I did, and neither do I, but I was curious." The smile faded, wilting around the edges as she glanced out and into the crowed. "I didn't get to see what you all saw, but I've heard." The gold in her hair and dangling from her horns chimed softly as she shook her head, features crumbling into something close to pain. "I'm so sorry, Junko." But for what? For not being there? For what she'd had to go through, what she saw? Everything, just everything.
She turned glowing eye sup the boil beside her and offered a smile, though not half so bright. She regretted having stayed home, even knowing that something terrible was going to happen and having those fears confirmed upon their return. Honestly she wasn't sure what she could have done to change any of it, but she hadn't even tried, and that hit her the hardest.
A second apology had come to rest on her tongue, but she swallowed it back, instead nodding to her friend and she clung to her arm. "Sounds like a good idea, I'll come with." If any of them knew what was going on, it'd be the president, right? Seemed logical enough.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 8:29 am
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Edel wasn't too surprised to hear that this meeting was about the field trip. She gave Willow a nod of her head, feeling slightly more certain now that her suspicions were shared. The frost demon was however, surprised to hear that Willow knew the horsewoman quite well – then again, it was Eris who had personally invited the tigress and told her to bring someone along. Her gaze drifted to the red headed horsewoman on the throne before her attention was promptly snapped back to Willow.
Eyebrows were raised at the knowledge that Eris had offered to listen. Ah, perhaps she might have had the wrong first impression of them. The frost demon gave a respectful nod towards Eris as she waved at Willow.
“I do think this meeting would prove to be quite useful ... thank you for inviting me” she replied thoughtfully with a smile. Edel thinned her lips and scanned the room as Willow continued, nodding her head in agreement. Her eyebrows furrowed as she gazed from one person to the other as curiosity about this special meeting began to take over her.
It was then that she noticed that Moure had arrived and the ghoul smiled and waved at him as he approached before bursting into a rather sheepish apology. “I'm terribly sorry about the rather vague message, I hadn't realised this was the location until Willow here asked me along. Oh my apologies, Moure, this is Willow. Willow, Moure.” Edel wasn't sure if the two had met yet, but there was no harm in a simple introduction right?
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 8:42 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 2:39 pm
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Whisper crept in through the doors, doing her best to stay quiet. She couldn't help her curiosity after she had received the text from the werelemur. The horsemen were damned important, and if they were up to something? Well she was going to get behind them. She recognized a vast amount of the students who were already here, and to her that was a good sign. Hell, she better at least know a chunk of them, considering she was a knob goblin. Oh how time flies...
The ghoul stayed around the edges of the co-ed washroom, waiting to hear what was going on. She had arrived a little late, but hopefully she hadn't missed anything too important. She wasn't sure yet if she wanted to approach anyone, as that really wasn't her style. She was a stalker by nature, and she was always most comfortable watching from the outside until she found a target to pounce upon. Well, pounce with conversation...but for special targets there would be an actual pounce. A large grin crossed her face as she produced the train of thought, and began to peer around the room.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 3:13 pm
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The chatter that filled the hallways and wormed its way into the before-class conversations had piqued Thackery's interest. Of course, as gossip tends to do, the information apparently warped and shifted quite a bit from what the initially intended location was supposed to be. After visiting the wishing well, an empty classroom, and one unfortunate ghoul's dorm room in search of the rumor's source, he'd ended up at the washroom.
Which was pretty intimidating, as far as washrooms went. The mismatched purples of his eyes seemed to flicker as he cautiously touched the door, mirroring his faltering reasoning. He mustered his courage with a deep breath, insisting to himself that he was a Candlejacking Cerberus for Jack's sake and he couldn't chicken out when he was alrady here.
Regardless, his tail appeared quite droopy as he pushed his way into the room. He was obviously very relieved that there were others here - it would have been embarrassing and pretty awful if he'd intruded on the wrong place this time. Fidgeting with the skull pin that kept his scarf gathered (in the most frightfully fashionably way) around his waist, he stood on his tippy-toes to try to get a better look at everyone. Washrooms were not very well set up for this.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 9:15 pm
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Why was Mortimer late to everything lately?
World of Horrorcraft, that's why.
Also he got lost easily. Nowhere on his map had Mort located and written down the location of the dungeon-like co-ed washroom. And to be frank, he had not contacted his friends about it because, well, World of Horrorcraft.
He really needed to sort out his priorities. Even if it meant putting the addictive MMO back in second and socializing first. Barely.
A part of him had tried to reason out that, well, he could always ask one of his friends how the meeting had gone down while he stayed in his room and satisfied his addiction. And it was really tempting because, well, Mort wondered at how much he really could make a difference. Look how much he had done on the trip, for instance. He rode a ghoul for ten seconds, got drowned in mint water, and got turned into a Boo. For once, all the boobage he was exposed to did little to assuage him.
But then the zombie remembered that he had been there when Red fell. It was almost a civic duty to continue onward, even if she was a stranger to him. By now, the professor might as well have been an actual teacher in his mind, how much she had been talked about in the commons.
If he didn't see this through, then he'd really be a coward. And he might not be able to live with himself.
Still, Mort was just a shrunken figure amongst the large crowd in the horsemens' domain, a skinny nerd who pushed his glasses up as he surveyed the crowd for familiar faces.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2011 1:19 am
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