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Feb 7, 2009 14:06:49 GMT -6
Post by Hawk on Feb 7, 2009 14:06:49 GMT -6
The laughs grew even more as he watched Jareth eat food so fast. He'd never seen someone eat so quickly. A habit formed by sharing a kitchen with Vree, maybe? She had been pretty scarily possessive about her Halloween candy, after all.
Aizik was confused for a minute when the Jolteon tried his container, only to start choking. He hadn't thought it was that bad... A little tame on the spice, but it had a great taste. The comment about heat had him chuckling abashedly, slightly embarrassed. "Sorry, I'm a pretty bad gauge of how hot things are. Kinda like an absurd amount of heat." Looking over at the thermostat, he added as a joking afterthought, "In case that wasn't obvious."
He was happy to hear Jareth laughing about the enitre thing, and laughed a bit as well, happy that between the spicy foods and detroyed shirts and machetes they hadn't become cross with each other. Was a good sign for the future of their little apartment.
Picking up on the earlier comment about visiting neighbors, he mumbled around the latest chopsticksful of food, "Well, we could always just go knock on doors. Not like they'd kill people for it." Considering the people they'd met so far and their oddness, he felt required to amend, "I think..."
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Feb 10, 2009 1:18:01 GMT -6
Post by Netreemic on Feb 10, 2009 1:18:01 GMT -6
Sucking the creamy out of the cream puff, Jareth had to raise an eyebrow at Aizik’s amendment. “Just watch…there’s probably some kinda…VAMPIRE or something living here.” Jokingly throwing his eyes wide open, he laughed around the puff. “Vaiting to Velcome us in~” Baring his fangs in a cream cheesy smile he whipped out his hand with a flourish, gesturing about the room. “Make yourselves comfortable, gentlemen…I vill be vith you in a moment~” Shaking his head, he sipped his cola. “Fat chance of that happening though~…right?”
Jareth glanced around the room. It seemed so quiet, even with their chewing and spattered conversation. No thumping feet, small explosions, voices calling out or music playing loud. The playful smile slowly slid off his face. He had gotten far too used to the constant ruckus. Maybe Aizik had a point. Meeting up with some new people might help. He ran a hand through his hair, fluffing it up distractedly. Setting his chopsticks down on a napkin he hopped up and darted back into his room.
He came back out carrying a couple speakers and pulled an ipod out of his back pocket. Waggling it with malicious glee he drawled, “Didn’t seem like Jeeves was using it to its full capabilities, good thing I rescued it eh~?” He tucked the speakers unobtrusively about the room and spun the playlist to random. Leaving the slim device next to one of the speakers he flopped across the armchair, waving his arm regally. “Well, let them come to us~ for food has made me full and lazy.” A content sigh escaped his lips as “You May Be Right” started up.
You may be right…I may be crazy…But it just might be a luuuuuuunatic you're looking for~~~ Jareth sang along, legs hanging over the armrest, swinging to the beat.
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Feb 15, 2009 0:24:14 GMT -6
Post by Hawk on Feb 15, 2009 0:24:14 GMT -6
Aizik was so distracted with laughing at Jareth's vampire antics, he didn't even notice him leaving the room. And so, when he looked up only to find the other completely gone, he was reasonably weirded out. His laughs died down quickly, sinking slowly down into the couch. Maybe a vampire was around here after all, didn't appreciate the teasing...?
Which in turn made him feel pretty stupid when Jareth came back from his room, music equipment in tow. "He's totally gonna come and hunt you down to get that back, isn't he?" Aizik was grateful for it nonetheless, though. He loved music. Should have stolen Guitar Hero.
As the music started playing, his ears began to bob to the beat subtly, trying to get a track on the song. He was sure he hadn't heard it before, but it sounded nice. He liked the idea of waiting for others to show up, at least for a bit. Had to give the food time to digest and all.
"What's this song called?" He asked after a minute of quiet listening, figuring the Jolteon knew it since he was singing along. It was interesting to see what the other's tastes were, and he had nothing better to do. Waiting for company instead of finding it meant relaxation time, in Aizik's opinion.
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Feb 15, 2009 22:20:38 GMT -6
Post by Netreemic on Feb 15, 2009 22:20:38 GMT -6
Jareth ran his hand through his fuzzy mop of hair, small sparks skittering along his scalp. He drew up his other hand and brought his fingers together only to pull them apart with strings of electricity running between them. Remember how I found you there…Alooooone in your electric chair …I told you dirty jokes until you smiiiii~led “Ah c’mon, it’s Billy Joel, “You May Be Right”. If you ever watch Oliver an’ Co you’d know who he is.” His eyes glowed in amusement. “I fear your education under previously discussed Persians and Lugias has perhaps been wanting. Though, if you want I can scrounge up something you may be more familiar with~?” What ever that might be. He frowned lightly. “Hey…Aizik?” He paused, clearly reconsidering his question. “Mmm…Got any posters or stuff for decorating?” Maybe that would allow for better understanding of his roommate. Jareth had to be truthful, he’d only spent marginal time around the Arcanine. Much less his Persian and Lugia friends of his…Jareth probably should not have made his earlier comment about them.
“Ah-I’ve got…uh, some band posters. Kincaid, well, he politely described them as ‘psychedelic.’ I can keep them restrained to my room though.” He slid off the chair, rounding up the remains of the meal and placed them in the fridge. They’d probably stink it up, but the lack of Tupperware at the moment limited his choices. “I didn’t read the lease as well as I should have…did it say anything about being allowed to paint? Or put nail holes in the walls?” He distractedly threw a lightening ball between his hands.
Laughing quietly, he considered some more things in his bag. “I’ve even got some of Berry’s crayon art. The fridge looks like it could use some love. Not to mention some of the drawings are hilarious. Think she walked in on the resident lovebirds once~” He waggled his eyebrows. “That’s why I’m not too worried about the ipod. Figure he’s got more than enough to amuse himself with.” He blushed despite his blasé attitude. “Yah know….” He leaned his tail against the back of the couch and fell backwards on the cushions, knees caught over the top of the couch. His head was borderline falling off the couch, causing his hair to fluff off his forehead. He blinked at Aizik. “…You look funny from this angle.” His gaze wandered further up, “and we have spider webs on our ceiling. Huh.”
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Feb 23, 2009 16:16:04 GMT -6
Post by Hawk on Feb 23, 2009 16:16:04 GMT -6
Aizik opened his mouth and made to answer the many questions shot in his direction only a couple times, before giving up and smiling in amusement. Seemed Jareth had worked himself into a string of tangents, fun for Aizik since he was usually the only one to do that back when he was living with Phe and Laeli. By the time the Jolteon had returned to the couch, Aiz was laughing, which became more enthusiastic at the last couple of comments.
Still laughing, he flipped over himself so that he was laying upside-down as well. “There, now we both look funny!” His eyes were automatically drawn upwards as well, squinting up at the webs in search of an actual spider. “Maybe we have some other roommates then, huh?” he said after a minute, still looking for any telltale signs of living creatures.
While staring, he thought over Jareth’s army of questions, simultaneously trying to pick out the ones that actually required an answer and not to laugh again just thinking about it. “I saaaay we can decorate however we want, because I have posters and stuff, too. Nothing too weird, just some random ones I found and liked.” He had some photos and other decorative things too, and started to think through where to put them. So much wall space to cover…
Giving up on the bug hunt, he glanced over at Jareth again, putting a hand down on the ground to hold himself in place because he was starting to slip off the furniture. “And we should totally put them out here too, or the invisible spiders will have nothing to look at!” He smiled, doing a crawling-spider gesture with his free hand as he finished speaking.
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Feb 24, 2009 16:11:06 GMT -6
Post by ElliBleu on Feb 24, 2009 16:11:06 GMT -6
Sometimes Llulani got tired of picking on her infuriatingly tolerant murkrow. He hardly even squawked out when she made all his feathers stand on end anymore. And that stupid patio off their apartment with it's stupid open air that let the stupid, no-fun broodybird take off beyond her reach... Suffice to say, the apartment was boring today. So were the arcade machines, the pool, and the treadmill in the gym was still running and smoking after the last time she tried adjusting it to be a bit more challenging.
So she wandered. Had made it halfway through the third floor when something sparked her attention. A rounded, blue ear twitched among the messy mane of black hair, staring at the door where the music was coming from, along with some laughter. The lights overhead flickered suddenly, a wide, toothy grin immediately stretching her blue-tinted lips. There was another something electric inside- their accumulated, usually unnoticed charges sending the wiring shorting our momentarily.
Something new, and so inherently interesting. She was to instinctively competitive to move on without knowing what was the source of the static energy so similar to her own.
A brief snap of electricity met her hand when she reached for the doorknob, as always. To her surprise it was unlocked, opening it just enough to peek one amber eye through the slit. Not that the lock would have lasted long when opposing magnetic charges sent it sliding open of it;s own accord. Seeing no one in the immediate way, the slim woman slipped inside. Quietly she inched inside, taking care to keep her bootsteps light and her energy under control to keep any more lights from flickering or shorting out.
Following the minute magnetic pull, Llu soon found herself staring at two pairs of feet hanging over the back of the couch. A confused pout puckered her lips, stepping into the open with crossed arms and cocking her hips. Her tail lashed, the spiky bristles near the base crackling as they discharged the static the fur tended to accumulate. That hadn't really been what she was expecting to find. But one of them was unmistakably the source of the static interference that had crackled with her own in the hallway.
Fearlessly she bounded forward, throwing half her body over the back of the couch between the pairs of feet, her own leaving the floor. Large gold eyes blinked down at the two males, Llu's ears perked interestedly forward. "Door was unlocked!" she chirped, settling her elbows on the seat of the couch and propping her chin in her hands. "So, who are you and which one's messing up my charge?"
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Feb 25, 2009 19:37:42 GMT -6
Post by Netreemic on Feb 25, 2009 19:37:42 GMT -6
Jareth lifted a hand off the couch to scratch at his twitching ear, a reverse charge shot from his finger, flattening his hair to his head. He stared blankly back at Aizik, body frozen. He panicked and snatched a small pillow, grinding it into his head, sparks flying off at all angles. It’s not like he was that conceited, but he really hated looking stupid. Embarrassment clashed with suspicion as his hair slowly puffed up under the rubbing. Something…or someone…was wigging out his polarity. Dropping the pillow to the floor beneath his head he grinned abashedly at Aizik. And then a crazy woman landed on the couch in an explosion of shaggy blackness and electric blue.
He was beside himself for a moment. Then he quickly rolled off the couch, remaining crouched as his feet touched the floor, ears laid back. “I’ll have you know I bolted that door. So I don’t see that you should be making any demands or blaming us for anything.” His golden eyes glared at the woman, rising out of his crouch and tilting his head in disdain. She almost had the same vibe as Rajiv, that sharp mix of assurance and cheer, like the acidic tang from batteries. Thinking that added another thing not in her favor Jareth crossed his arms in annoyance. “Even if I hadn’t, most people would knock first before forcing their presence on strangers, miss. You might want to considering doing so in the future.” His ear flicked as flakes of static flickered across the song, one of those by Semisonic that Kincaid listened to so often. His jaw clenched. “And would you mind reigning in your sparks? I happened to like this song free of static tampering.”
Or leave. That would solve all sorts of problems. He bit down on that, mostly for Aizik’s sake. The Arcanine was probably already accepting her as a wonderful friend that he could trade crazy stories with and do wild and fun things with. It was only half his home anyways; Jareth didn’t have the right to kick people out if his roommate actually enjoyed their existence. Sighing lightly, he realized that would probably include everyone. He turned his gaze to Aizik, turning the insanity over to the other to decide what happened next. He had probably earned enough prick points as it was.
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Feb 26, 2009 14:44:32 GMT -6
Post by Hawk on Feb 26, 2009 14:44:32 GMT -6
Caught up in his spider search, Aizik didn’t even notice the intruder of sorts until she was bouncing onto the back of the couch, all blues and yellows and questions. He blinked up at her in surprise a couple of times, as a strange girl appearing in your new house of sorts isn’t a usual occurrence. Had partly thrown together a smile and a welcome too, when he felt Jareth shift on the couch.
He glanced over just in time to catch his roommate’s handy dodge roll of the furniture, ears out of whack. Seemed to Aizik that his electricity had gone out of whack, too. The music was sounding crackly, matching the snappy responses coming from the Jolteon. It was like the feedback sound he got once when he’d plugged in the boom box in the wrong way, and it started sparking. He didn’t put together that it was the chipper intruder’s fault until Jareth asked her to cut back on the energy. So, she was like them, then?
When eyes met his, he took that as a silent sign to pick up the conversation. For once, he wasn’t sure exactly what to say. Blind cheer told him to go with forgetting about the door and just delivering a welcome, but he also knew that Jareth obviously wasn’t comfortable with the idea of people just showing up and barging in. Aiz wasn’t sure whether he was or not, personally, but she seemed friendly enough. And they had just been talking about waiting for company to come to them…
Smiling up at the Jareth reassuringly, he heaved himself up, grabbing hold of the back of the couch to keep from falling. “Hi, I’m Aizik and that’s Jareth.” Indicating the other with a slight tilt of his head, he then returned his eyes to the girl’s golden ones, noting their similarity in color to Jareth’s in passing. “Think you could maybe knock next time you visit, please? I’m kinda bad at remembering to lock doors, so that was probably my fault this time.”
He took a moment to release one hand to brush through his hair, filled with static that he could only assume was caused by the collection of electricity in the room. They really had found a funny place to live, he thought as he looked up at the morph. He extended the hand towards the Luxray, smile gaining strength again. “Anyway, it’s nice to meet you. What’s your name?”
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