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Post by Saphy~chanchan on Jul 19, 2009 20:03:31 GMT -5
Alice finished washing her dishes, and then she just leaned back and watched all of this happening. "... So, what, you don't like girls? Doesn't surprise me, to be honest. Weird ass things like you are always weird. Take Flamer for example. Guy was a serial killer, is now a pansexual freak obsessed with Whitey." Alice shrugged, held her hands out in an 'oh well' manner, then walked over to her bed and plopped down. "I just hope that all this commotion doesn't attract anything else to stop by. I mean, hell, it's late... My ass hurts... My face still hurts..." Alice stopped herself right there. "And don't even say the joke. Don't even." |
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Post by jugan on Jul 19, 2009 20:27:42 GMT -5
Gomess face fell. "You point me to a female that even vaguely resembles my shape, and I'll go after her. What I meant was how he manages to not do anything overly perverted, like his uncle."
Jugan, meanwhile, wasn't paying attention. He had leaned in to Alice's face, examining it. "Did I not get all of the bruise?" Jugan examined it for a long while. Gomess was discussing something with Ruyo in SoulTongue, then flicked towards Jugan. A bat sailed out and hit Jugan in the back, knocking him forward. As a result, he kissed Alice for the second time that day. Jugan, being the dumbass that he is, just sat there and stared at the girl, blinking.
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Post by Saphy~chanchan on Jul 19, 2009 20:39:04 GMT -5
Alice sighed. "So you want a freaky chick to be with? Alrighty then..." She squirmed a bit under Jugan's intense stare, and answered his question. "I don't know; it's sore, I guess. Could you, like no-" She was cut off by the unexpected kiss... again. This time Alice just shoved Jugan upwards, then turned over, talking into the pillow. "Really? You know, when that happens, generally, you're supposed to get off of me." Alice spoke in her normal irate tone, but she was hiding her face in the pillows because of the slight blush that arose to her face. Blushing? Fucking BLUSHING? Jesus fucking Christ, I need a smoke. Really bad. Alice pushed herself up, then walked over to her dresser. "Okay, I need a smoke. Anyone wanting to join me outside can suck it." She opened the door loudly, a cigarette hanging out of her mouth. Pele raised an eyebrow. "Oh, might want to let her cool off. Don't worry, she'll only smoke half of a cigarette before she comes back in." |
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Post by jugan on Jul 19, 2009 21:28:37 GMT -5
Jugan was hitting his head against the wall by the time Alice reached the door. "Thanks a lot, Gomess. Not like she hates me enough already." Jugan groaned, headbutting the wall again, leaving a dent and pulling back a bleeding forehead.
"... Ruyo and I thought it was funny." Gomess shrugged, tail dragging idly on the floor. The bat then promptly began looking for a spot of ceiling on Jugan's side of the room to sleep from. Ruyo... well, the little marshmallow was already asleep.
Jugan sighed and sat down where Alice was earlier, leaning back. "Well, that settles it. I'm an idiot, through and through." Jugan muttered, partly to himself, partly to Pele. He glanced over as Gomess settled into sleep, being old and all and having to get tosleep earlier. "What is it about me that makes me get hit on a daily basis?"
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Post by Saphy~chanchan on Jul 22, 2009 0:26:35 GMT -5
Pele smiled at Jugan's distress. "Don't worry; it's only because you're so smackable. And I don't think Alice hates you; if she did, she'd be acting quite different. You see, Alice already has the cold anger." Pele crossed her legs and began to speak. "There are two types of anger in the world. As young children, we experience both, but as we mature, they separate by gender. Hot anger is a man's anger, impulsive, a fire. It drives them to do things, drives them to hunt, fight, to be the best. Zeke is a great example of this. Cold anger is a woman's anger, and it's different. It doesn't burn out, it lasts there, a grudge, forever. Anger a man and you fight, then get past the differences- or end up dead. Anger a woman and you change the world. She won't ever forgive that, if it were so great." Pele leaned forward in her thoughts. "So you see, Alice is reacting with hot anger- not cold. She's probably more mad at herself than you."
Alice came back in, a bit more calm, but still agitated. Naturally, she came through the door in that own special way of hers, waking anyone who could possibly be asleep. "Alright, fuckers, I'm sleeping. Now. I need to cool off. We can continue these discussions in the morning."
[Totally took the hot vs cold anger from Wicked, not copyrighted by me] |
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Post by jugan on Jul 22, 2009 8:37:57 GMT -5
Jugan just sat there and listened through all of Pele's explanation. He agreed that he was smackable, no doubts there. Everyone had hit the boy at some point, either in jest or anger. Well, Pele hadn't, though Jugan had no clue as to why. There was one tiny bit that Jugan disagreed with, though it based more on self-observation. Jugan never got angry. Quite honestly, it was a bit of a waste of energy. Well, his dad had told him something about anger once, but Jugan had forgotten it a long time ago.
Jugan winced visibly as Alice kicked the door in. Not wanting to be slapped with a repair fee, Jugan rushed over and grimaced at the sight. The poor door had been kicked so many times it was dented and broken in placed. Lightly resting his hand on the door, Jugan used the same power he'd used minutes earlier on Alice. In short, the door was fixed... well, except for some circles where the repairs had been done.
"Geez, Alice. Can't you be a bit more gentle on your entry? Sometimes guys like a girl who's just a little more feminine, y'know?" Silence. "N-not s-saying that y-you're really masculine or a-anything!" Jugan nervously. The Charmer heard Gomess snicker from his ceiling spot, to which, Jugan responded by throwing a coin. ... All right, maybe Pele did have a point.
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Post by Saphy~chanchan on Jul 22, 2009 11:07:17 GMT -5
Alice threw a pillow from Jugan's bed at him, stating something quite obvious. "One. I don't give a fuck what guys like; apparently they're after me enough. Two. Boobs and a vagina make me feminine enough, yes?" Alice crawled under her covers, then yelled some more. "Pele, turn yourself off, will you?" Pele smiled at Alice, winking, then she did indeed 'turn herself off.' It had turned out that Pele had been the light source this whole time, and the room was indeed very dark once she got rid of that. Alice dreams throughout the night were typical, nightmarish dreams that she had every night.
However, the next morning, she awoke in an awkward place. There was something on top of her, and it was still snoring. Alice checked the clock. 5:45. "Christ, shouldn't you all be awake by now?" Alice mumbled to herself, preparing to get up and face a new day. After all, she had to do her morning exercise, and that would be just a bit difficult with SOMEONE ON TOP OF HER. |
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Post by jugan on Jul 22, 2009 12:30:15 GMT -5
Jugan yawned and shifted around. His pillow was really soft today. Though, it felt like his hands were under the pillowcase. Wearily, Jugan blinked his eyes open. He froze when he saw Alice's face. He glanced down. His hands were up her PJ's. So... the soft mounds were... Oh no. "Before you say anything, this is not my fault." Even so, he didn't move. Partly out of surprise, partly out of desire.
"Oh, I am enjoying it here." Gomess muttered, a fangy grin sprawled across his face.
"I'm going to brace myself for some serious pain. That okay?" Without waiting for a response, Jugan braced himself; totally forgetting to even move his hands.
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Post by Saphy~chanchan on Jul 22, 2009 13:19:30 GMT -5
Alice delivered a quick knee to the balls before getting up and going over to her dresser to pick out clothing. "How did you end up there, anyways? I mean, you didn't sleep there the whole night, did you?" Alice offered a quick glare at Jugan, then turned her gaze to Gomess. "And if you did that, I'm warning you, if you pull that bullshit every night, I will beat you so hard, it'll make your ancestors dizzy."
Just at that moment, Pele flew in through the window, then transformed before speaking. "Ah, morning. You're behind schedule, Alice, so I decided to come in and check on you." She stretched a bit. "But, seeing as you are now awake, I'll meet you down on the training ground."
"Shove it, Pele, I'm not training today. I'm not in the mood."
"Oh, yes you are. You have to train everyday if you ever want to dream about controlling that anger."
"Fuck you. And your logic."
"I rest my case." |
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Post by jugan on Jul 22, 2009 13:41:09 GMT -5
Jugan curled up and rolled off of Alice. He'd been bracing in the wrong spot. "Me and my damn bad luck." Jugan then limped his way to the bathroom and got some ice for where Alice had hit him. She was really, REALLY, good at kicking. After about five minutes, Gomess grabbed Jugan's arm and hauled him up.
"Come, we're going to train too!" Gomess grinned. Alright, that smile was starting to get a little freaky.
"Eh? But I'm still tired! And I have a flight class in a few hours!" Jugan groaned. Then Gomess used his bats to dress Jugan. Great. Now both of his roommates had seen him naked. "My life... couldn't possibly get any worse." Jugan moped in the corner.
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Post by Saphy~chanchan on Jul 22, 2009 16:45:04 GMT -5
Alice emerged from the bathroom (yes, she sneaked in there, bathed, brushed her teeth and hair, and got dressed while their little conversation went on), hearing Jugan's last statement. "Yes it can. It always can. That's the first thing you learn in the real world, dumbass." Alice tied her hair in a ponytail, leaving her bangs to frame her face. She walked over to Jugan, flicked him on the forehead, and then looked at Pele. "Alright, let's go. Get it over with. If an hour of training means I don't have to deal with your bullshit for a while, I'll do it." Pele nodded, transformed, then flew out the open window. Alice followed her, jumping right out without a care in the world. |
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