Common Room - A taste of home (open)

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 6:21 am

And that's when Paul started choking on the piece of pizza he'd just bitten.

Did she just... yeah, she really just said that...

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 6:25 am

She covered her face with her hands.

I didn't even have to set you up for that. You're such an idiot! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 6:32 am

He covered his face as he finished coughing. "Do... ah... do me a favor and don't repeat that to anyone else," he said, smirking embarassedly.

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 6:34 am

"I am sooooo sorry. I am such an idiot. God."

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 6:43 am

"Don't worry about it," Paul said, waving it off, carefully taking a bite in case she said anything else choke-worthy. "So... uh... what was going on in class?" he finally asked. She'd just commented on his ball-handling skill, he figured he could risk the social blunder.

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 6:45 am

"The fight? Oh I think it was just two guys trying to size each other up." She obviously isn't thinking of the fact that, you know, her deadly spider had screwed with him.

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 6:49 am

"Oh, no, I know what two apes thumping their chests is about. I mean the... y'know." he waved a hand at the cute little note on the couch.

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 6:51 am

"OH! That..." She shifts a bit. "Well...it has to do with what I can do and...what I can't do? Yeah that sounds about right. Power control and all that. I'm really sorry you got freaked out. I feel *really* bad. I hate it when he does that."

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 6:57 am

"Yeah, I mean, I get that," he said, gesturing to the 'I'm sorry' note again, "But... what happened?"

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:02 am

"Uh...I'm not quite sure how it works. I don't know if it's something I make, or if my tattoos do it themselves, but they kinda...exist in the real world sometimes. I can do it with drawings on my skin too. Like with ballpoint ink and stuff. The wings I can control," She lied. "But Frankie is...I'm not quite sure what's up with him. He's totally an ass, and he likes to scare people. Or make me look stupid. I think it's the latter though."

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:40 am

"Well you didn't look stupid," he said dryly. "So it's a tattoo? Can... I see?"

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:42 am

"Sure made me feel stupid. And uh...which one? I have two. Him and the wings." She pauses and looks at the armband covering Frankie.

Don't worry. I won't bite...much.

"...are you sure?" She asks Paul.

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:43 am

"Well, I've seen it once. At least I see it coming this time."

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:45 am

She pushes the armband to the side and...nothing happens. There's no spider.

...damn it where are you? You little...
HAHAHAHAHAHA!

"Oh my god...seriously?"

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:48 am

"So... does this mean I can't see it?" he asked, a little confused.

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:52 am

She begins looking first around the room, then frowns and looks at various parts of her skin. Hands, wrists, arms...

You won't find me.
Please don't do this.
It's like hide and seek, only you can't seek. Isn't that great?

She facepalmed.

"He's...hiding, I guess. Um...he likes to move around."

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:57 am

"Oh. So... I guess not, then," Paul said, turning slightly red as the various location possibilities went through his mind. Maybe I should turn on the air conditioning...

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 7:59 am

"S-sorry." She looks embarrassed. "Frankie, please come out." She thinks for a moment. "Oh, I get it. You must be shy. Or scared. Yep. That's *totes* it."

...you know that's not true.
Yeah but he doesn't. Guess you're going to have to live with him thinking that.

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:08 am

Paul just let her reason with... her tattoo? That feels weird to think. Not going to say it out loud.

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:11 am

Sure enough, her hair moves a bit from the back of her neck and Frankie comes skittering out. Fast, making his way to Paul.

"He doesn't bite!" She blurts out.

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:21 am

"O-Okay," Paul said, wide-eyed, but determined not to look like an idiot this time. Just her... tattoo. And it doesn't bite. Okay.

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:24 am

Frankie skitters across the couch and makes it's way to Paul's leg where it...stops. And stares.

Elise looks nervous.

You know, just because I've never bit someone doesn't mean I can't.

Her face goes white.

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:25 am

"Huh," he said, looking the spider over and trying to look all cool and composed. "It looks cool." He leaned over to get a better look, trying not to make a show of how he was trying to keep his distance, too.

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:27 am

Elise is frozen on the spot.

Pick a number between one and ten.

Frankie uses it's legs to pick a bit at it's fangs. Elise is beginning to sweat.

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:32 am

He looked up at her, then frowned. "Are you okay?" he asked.

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:38 am

She slowly stands, face as white as a sheet.

This isn't funny...
Tick...tock...tick...tock...

Frankie flicks at each fang with each word.

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:40 am

Paul frowned even more. "Um... El?" His eyes turned tentatively down at the spider, suddenly wishing it wasn't on his leg. Why... is she looking so nervous?

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:44 am

"Just...just um..."

Five...four...

"C-can...m-m-maybe..." She stammers, completely locked up.

Three...

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:52 am

"... Did I do something wrong?" He was completely lost now.

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 8:59 am

Her eyes are locked on Frankie.

"No..." Her voice barely comes above a whisper. If anything, it was more like an adorable little squeak.

Two...feel that adrenaline rush? Isn't it amazing?

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 9:31 am

... Is she staring at... He glanced down. Nope, everything there's OK...

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 9:38 am

One...better choose a number, pumpkin.

"THREE!" She blurts out of seemingly nowhere.

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 9:50 am

Paul looked at her weird. "Three what?"

by **Haley Crusek** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 11:47 am

"Holy fuck it smells amazing in here what is--"

Haley stopped, sending the tension in the room mentally and certainly noticing it.

"Uh...am I...interrupting?"

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 12:00 pm

Ohhh too bad. Evens were the winner. Do you think he'll cry?

And that was the moment she lept straight forward to Paul's lap. Apparently she was going to try to stop Frankie no matter what it took.

...Unfortunately Frankie simply skittered quicker than she could move across the couch and under it, disappearing. This left El flying face first hands out towards Paul's lap area.

by **Paul Valmont** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 12:10 pm

Paul was at a complete loss. He had no idea what El's problem was, what she was talking about... Then she jumped. Startled, he did what anyone would do: he jumped too, then wished he'd reacted in some better, more useful way.

From the look on his face and the scream he didn't seem to be able to vocalize, getting headbutted in the junk hurt.

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 12:16 pm

And she was on the floor.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Apparently Frankie thought this was damn hilarious. The laughter filled her head as she processed what just happened.

...

...

...

And then it hit her and her eyes went wide, covering her mouth in horror.

YOU FELL FOR IT! AHAHAHAHA!

by **Haley Crusek** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 12:35 pm

Haley's eyes widened as she watched the train wreck unfolding in front of her, and winced as she saw Paul's face.

But who the fuck is laughing... she thought loudly.

"Are you guys...okay?"

by **Elise Holdrust** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 1:10 pm

El was in a state of shock right now. It was a mix of about to burst into tears and just general shock. If there was anger mixed in there, it wasn't seen.

Frankie decided now was a good time to begin skittering quickly across the floor towards Haley now.

Little Miss Muffet...
Please stop...
Make me.

And of course in the state of emotional overload she was in right then, she couldn't.

I thought so. Next time you decide to talk shit about me, think twice.

The tears were coming.

by **Haley Crusek** » Tue Oct 14, 2014 2:03 pm

oh? So it's you, making my friend cry you little cocksucker? Haley mindspoke at the spider, backing up.

She put her hand out in front of her and tried to create a field of telekinetic force around the spider to keep it contained.

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