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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 8:18 pm
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Uru smirked behind his scarf, looking himself over. The long sleeves bothered him so he had rolled them up to the elbow, but his biceps kept pushing them down whenever he moved his arms. The collared shirt was interesting, but it lacked the finesse that his old clothes he had. He had hated elegant things like filigree and caviar, but he liked his clothes. For what it was worth. Luckily, the scarf didn't change with the pin, but the collar around his neck changed... perhaps because the pin was on it that it remained. Looking at the other students, it would be weird... but maybe it was... acceptable.
He would imagine his eyes were still heterochromatic, but he could not tell.
Eyeing the male with the female, he noted that they seemed to share some sort of relationship. It was a gesture that his father often showed his mother... when she wasn't being tied up in business. That was a long time ago.
"Weird." he uttered. Mostly directed at the comment about breathing. As he spoke, he momentarily took his hands off his pants which sagged down to his buttocks again. Uru growled and in doing so, his sleeves rolled down his forearm again. With a cry, the hellhound tore off the sleeve in question and angrily looped it around the loops of the pants, tying it on the front to ensure the damn thing did not have to be tended to!
"These pins need to be fixed!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 8:22 pm
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Sibyl let up and Efflo relaxed, marginally. Graciously, Gabby’s hand appeared and the he took it, eager to get to his feet and nestle into the safety of his boilfriend’s side. Sibyl seemed like a very nice ghoul and Efflo had no cause to feel anything other than kindness for her, but as Gabby introduced her as a really good friend, the horse couldn’t strike down that little pang of jealousy that rose up. He frowned at himself, he felt petty. It was not a proper way to feel to someone who was so sweet to you.
Before that little pang could grow any larger, however, it was Efflo’s turn to be introduced and the boil couldn’t help but feel a flutter of happiness as Gabby called him is boilfriend. It really was official, he thought, resting his head on the dragon’s shoulder. It was odd normally to see the cool boil blush, and even more so with the pink flush his human skin gave off. Efflo realized with a start that Gabby wasn’t even cold anymore. “You’re so warm,” he said with surprise.
Casting a glance at Sibyl, he decided couldn’t be afraid forever. Gabby obviously cared a lot about the little ghoul, which meant he should to. She was clearly worth caring about. Efflo gave his head a shake; he really needed to stop over-thinking things. So he resolved to try harder. He smiled at her brightly, best as he could, and nodded. “It’s very nice to meet you too, Sibyl. I’m glad you told Gabby he could, he probably wouldn’t have been able to figure it out himself,” he said with a grin, watching as she got to her feet.
He paused a moment before answering her next question. “Uh… Yes, really weird.” He looked down at his feet, waving the flimsy feeling flip-flop around with his foot. What terrible footwear, he thought, why even bother wearing shoes? How would these protect one’s feet? “I’m a horse,” Efflo answered next, wishing he could flick his ears or swish his tail or something. “Or at least, I was one. Now I’m sort of undead. How about you, Sibyl?”
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 8:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 8:40 pm
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Selene was very proud of the fact she'd just stood up to this big, tall boil. Even if she was just a tiny thing compared to him, she was a teacher, and she was supposed to be in charge..! Size meant nothing! She would.. she would show him up if she had to!
But she didn't have to. He was on his best behavior today, and that eased her shaking just a little bit. She watched him leave, and then tried not to watch him leave, because she still remembered. And that was terrible.
So instead, she helped the students out some more. Some of the pins seemed to be fussy, after all - but at least no one else was naked! She would take that as a success. She picked up her own pin, settled it on her dress, and felt the gradual tingle that cascaded down her body. Her skin color faded to something more appropriate, and her long, beaded hair tightened and transformed. She felt naked without the hood over her head, and her shoulders hunched over as if to shy away from the modern clothing style.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 8:47 pm
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Silly Molan, telling her not to think about it was just going to make her more self conscious about it. And she was, her eyes seeming to zone out as she concentrating once again on probably the most basic of normal living functions. At least she had a distraction as she felt the sudden warmth peel away. As much as the hug was nice (and from Andrew! She got to touch him!), the lose of heat was very much welcoming. And she could stop shaking, maybe. Well, it was very clear now that the tail was gone, that source of woe.
For a moment, she watched with interest as Uru tore off his sleeves, unsure of what he intended to do with it until he wove it through the loops of his pants, "were they too big?" She asked him and then turned to look at the other two boils to see if they had similar problems.
Well, aside from the lose of appendages, Andrew didn't look much different. Molan though, his clothing seemed a lot tighter than what she'd ever seen him in. "You look very pretty, Molan," she told him, because to her she did; it didn't phase her that those might be clothes more suited for a ghoul. "You don't have your usual bells though."
Oh, hey wait. Olivia felt a wide smile tug at her lips as realization dawned upon her about what she was seeing. "You do like each other," phrasing be damned but the two of them always seemed to fight with one another and now here they were clinging to one another; from her view anyways.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 8:57 pm
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It was like being able to breathe again. Even if his ghostly self was gone, Efflo felt right curled up into his side. But the heat their bodies were exerting felt uncomfortably unfamiliar, and Gabby shifted over and over.
"More than warm. Hot. It's ridiculous.. how do humans live like this all the time?" He let Efflo go, and returned to unbuttoning his jacket, and removing it from his body. The crisp Halloween air felt so soothing against his skin, but as soon as he settled the jacket down on the floor, it dissipated and reappeared, unbuttoned, on his body.
"... You have got to be kidding me with this." He growled, pulling it off and folding it in his arm instead. He was so busy trying to make himself more comfortable, he missed all the little comments the two were making - even about him. When he looked back at them, he gave them a wary look, tuning back into their conversation nosily.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 9:01 pm
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Wandering to Selene, he willingly took a pin, going to stick it on his vest, feeling a minor discomfort with the effects coming over him - having not gone through this quite yet. His decision on the whole situation?
Awkward. Peculiar. He was very unhappy and distraught about the VERY obvious lack of his vents, feeling his neck and chest immediately in a small panic for any sign of obvious overheating. They weren't there - and there wasn't any immediate sign off any impending meltdowns. He was safe . . . for now. But he didn't like it.
Patting down the new clothing he seemed to have collected in his disguise, he was pleasantly awarded with a scheme that seemed very "Eldrid" like - firey and brimstone coloured, but at the same time, sheer comfort and durability. Bunching it up again lightly, he looked around, catching sight of another new student who seemed a little lost, peering around herself.
Clearing his throat, he tried to close the distance between them, looking to her. "I hope you do not mind a little company, I do not know anyone here." He admitted, giving her a shy look.
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Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 9:28 pm
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Uru scoffed at this and exhaled through his nose. He would suppose to those who were not active did not produce the amount of warmth he did. Though he was a cold-element demon, he did produce heat just like most, living males did. Uncrossing his arms, the 7', muscular, intimidating with stern eyed demon took strides toward the two males together. Clearly, Molan did not enjoy Andrew holding him in such a way, and the girl did not appear to appreciate it either. As to why, he had not the faintest idea. His parents enjoyed it.
"Remove yourself." he started simply. Placing a hand firmly onto Andrew's shoulder. Through the contact, Andrew would be able to feel the natural warmth that Uru's body produced as his body worked to burn through the calories that it stored. Thus the heat of the energy produced came off as heat. And that is why men are always warm. Yes. Warm. DEAL WITH IT.
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