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Post by Veronique Poulain on Sept 13, 2009 21:31:23 GMT -5
This is an unoccupied double dorm, with all the usual amenities.
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 14, 2009 19:16:27 GMT -5
Angel headed back to the room he'd been sleeping in with his haul, hoping to find that Frog had made it there safely.
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Post by Frog on Sept 14, 2009 21:56:59 GMT -5
Frog lay on the bed, staring upside down at the television and flipping idly through the channels. "There's nothing good on T.V.," he commented, sighing dramatically. "Have you done anything interesting? I still haven't had a chance to talk to them."
Frog rolled around onto his stomach, smoothing his hair out of his eyes and staring up at Angel.
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 14, 2009 22:08:52 GMT -5
"I talked to the boy who calls himself Prince of the Fae next to a very large amount of mostly-dried blood, then I talked to a very interesting woman who thinks she's sneaky."
He pulled the cookie out of his pocket, broke it in half, and gave half to Frog. "She gave me this." Nom.
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Post by Frog on Sept 14, 2009 22:17:37 GMT -5
Frog devoured the cookie in about two bites, then brushed the crumbs off of his face. "Which one? The elder or the younger?" He tilted his head slightly. "And what did the cookie-woman want?"
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 14, 2009 22:38:28 GMT -5
"Younger one." He flopped down beside Frog and nuzzled him. "He was weird."
"She thinks I'm interesting. Might play with her. I'm hungry and I can't even eat here in front of other people."
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Post by Frog on Sept 14, 2009 22:53:55 GMT -5
Frog turned more toward Angel, propping himself up on his elbows. He half-smiled. "Well, just be careful," Frog admonished. "We're already breaking a lot of rules. If we get caught, we're going to be in a lot of trouble. And she has sweets."
Frog grinned. "Oh, that reminds me! I cooked today. Nothing exploded, which seems to be what my instructor considers 'slightly above average'." Frog laughed. "You'd probably like him. Or hate him. I'm not sure which."
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 14, 2009 22:58:13 GMT -5
"'And she has sweets'," he mimicked. "You're made of sugar. Someone ought to eat you."
He smiled. "Really. Why? What's his name?"
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Post by Frog on Sept 14, 2009 23:08:35 GMT -5
Frog snorted. "You're horrible sometimes," he teased.
"He's the angry-magic-cloak-swishy type, except in an apron and oven mitts," Frog explained. "The white-haired one called him Hitoshi."
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 14, 2009 23:18:05 GMT -5
Angel laughed long and loud at the mental image of an angry old bearded magician in an apron and oven mitts.
"Hitoshi. I think I'll watch him next, then." He resisted the urge to bite Frog as an example. "Do you like him?"
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Post by Frog on Sept 15, 2009 18:29:25 GMT -5
"He's not very nice," Frog replied with a shrug. "But I'm used to not-very-nice people. He seems really close to the white-haired one named Alex." Frog held up a fairly nice looking watch, with a dark leather band and roman numerals for the numbers, smirking. "I found this. He took it off to cook. I wonder if he'll figure out who took it?"
Frog held it out to Angel proudly, in case Angel wanted to take a look. "Also, there's a person named Thrall who doesn't like me very much."
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 15, 2009 18:45:00 GMT -5
Angel ran his fingers over the thick leather and smooth glass of the watch, snuggling as close to Frog as he'd allow. "Very nice. Are you putting it all on your necklace? And who's this Thrall? Interesting name."
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Post by Frog on Sept 15, 2009 19:16:41 GMT -5
"Mmhmm. That's what I was planning on." Frog slipped the necklace from under his collar, revealing an eclectic collection of seemingly useless junk, including a few black feathers, a bottle cap, an acorn, and a rabbit's foot.
Frog shifted so that he was laying on Angel's chest. "Can you add it for me?"
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 15, 2009 19:46:30 GMT -5
Angel smiled and toyed with the necklace a bit, looking for a good spot to thread it through. He ended up half-removing the necklace, twisting the watch-leather around and tying it into a pretty, tight knot beside the bottle-cap, and knotting the thread again around it to keep it secure. The face and shiny metal bits hung in front, oddly balanced with the rest of it.
He tied the necklace back behind Frog's neck and nuzzled his chin again.
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Post by Frog on Sept 15, 2009 22:49:00 GMT -5
Frog twisted the watch around, admiring the ridiculous looking necklace before tucking it back under his shirt.
"Thrall is in your year, I think. He's a mortal, and I think he's related to Hitoshi," Frog explained. "He's very angry and rude. He has a twin who's very nice and very bad at cooking." His eyes went wide. "Oh! That reminds me!" Frog grinned mischievously. "I heard the twin talking about a play that's going to happen on Hallow's Eve."
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 15, 2009 23:06:31 GMT -5
"Twins. I like twins. I'm going to have to watch them both," Angel smirked. "And what sort of play?"
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Post by Frog on Sept 16, 2009 19:05:10 GMT -5
Frog leaned into Angel's chest, wrapping his arms around him. "It's a scary one," Frog replied happily. "But I don't think it will be scary enough. We should fix that."
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 16, 2009 22:42:56 GMT -5
"Not scary enough." He chuckled and held the Frog close. "You've been spending far too much time around me. Next thing you know you'll be dancing under the moon over Christmas, and what would your parents think of that?"
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Post by Frog on Sept 16, 2009 23:34:40 GMT -5
"Never too much time around you," Frog replied, tracing the shell of Angel's ear with his nose. "You keep disappearing."
He grinned and ran Angel's hair through his fingers. "Besides, dancing under the moon is much better at the Summer Solstice than Christmas."
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 16, 2009 23:45:40 GMT -5
"Gah!" Angel twitched away from Frog's nose and slipped out from under him, blushing. "Tickles! Little..."
"Only when you're crashing," he said breathily. "I'm gonna-" He pounced Frog and attempted to pin him down and tickle him back.
Part of him prickled; not scary enough? If they wanted to be scared... while he was living here and eating their food, might as well help them out.
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Post by Frog on Sept 17, 2009 0:14:35 GMT -5
"I don't-- Hey!" Frog giggled and tried to squirm away, but only managed to get himself tangled up between Angel and the bed. "Oof-- Okay, okay, you win!" he squeaked between breathless laughing fits. Frog grinned. "I surrender, so you can let me up now."
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 17, 2009 4:56:40 GMT -5
Angel sat pinning Frog's legs, looming over him and laughing. "Now why in the world would I do that? If I win, I want a prize."
He leaned over and kissed the boy softly. "Many, many prizes. You know I always come back for you."
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Post by Frog on Sept 17, 2009 20:59:11 GMT -5
Frog leaned up and wrapped his arms around Angel's, kissing him back.
"I know you do," he replied contently, burying his face in Angel's chest. "You can have all the prizes you want."
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Korlian
Kitty Kat
Academy Freshman: Bound Fae
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams... Only then can you belong to me...
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Post by Korlian on Sept 27, 2009 23:01:02 GMT -5
Korlian knocked lightly on the door. He knew this was where the vampire was staying... the one with the weird purple hair. Odd, that an academy student was staying in the university dorms, but he'd seen weirder. Like the new history teacher who was as tall as Lhachlhass. Well... he should phrase that as 'as short as'.
If the door wasn't answered soon, he was going to leave. This made him nervous enough.
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Post by Angel Kapur on Sept 27, 2009 23:12:54 GMT -5
It didn't take long before the door opened, and Angel peeked his head out.
"So you did come. Great. Come in." He stepped back and bowed slightly, opening the door to reveal a single and rather cluttered dorm, including a larger-than-usual television, the aforementioned Playstation, and a raccoon asleep on top of a dresser.
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