I'm BORED!, (Open)

[Hel]

He was bored.

It wasn’t the normal, god-I-need-something-to-do-or-else-I’ll-fall-asleep-or-something bored. No. Rather, it was more of a, I’m-going-to-kill-you-if-I-don’t-find-something-to-do bored. There’s a difference, not that anyone could tell or anything.

So Hel was bored.

But he wasn’t actually doing anything right now. He wasn’t doing anything to alleviate the boredom or anything. Rather, the boy/man/person/thingy was just sitting there, you know? Sitting there and petting the ravens and lounging belly-down around on the big leather sofa, arms propped beneath his chin and elbows supporting his front body weight, legs kicked up somewhere in the air, waving like some jolly old man with a large belly and a furry red suit.

He needed to get a dog.

A giggle escaped those lips. A dog would be nice right now, one of them big wolfish ones. Not quite a wolf, though. Nose wrinkled. Wolves gets disgusting sometimes. Taranis would know. Dogs, big, scary, bleeding, blac, with yellow eyes or something. Those would be nice. He giggled again. Tomorrow. Tomorrow he’d get a dog, and name it Germs or something, just for the heck of it.

It still didn't erase the fact that he was bored now though.

[Mr. Lyesmith]

((okay, the other thread is taking too long to finish -- I was hoping for some family bonding, but here goes))

“Wednesday just seduced one of those pretty soldiers,” Pink entered the room and regarded Hel. Pink slid one hand into his slacks and smiled. “Mars. They are off bonding over shiny things surely.” Hel was a loose cannon, especially these days, but Pink allowed himself to posture less overtly around the boy. When the time came, they would chariot the dead. There was no reason to precipitate that event into being anything but glorious.

“You reappeared at just the right time. Things are beginning to speed up.” Wednesday was surprised that the senshi reappeared so quickly. Pink just agreed and said what she wanted to hear. There was no mention of how their coming back would only further her end goals even if at this time it seemed the opposite. He added flippantly, “Not that Wednesday will have anything to tell you.” Pink added with a smile. “We may not have to do much though.” The same blood ran through Hel and him; the smile would transfer. “The senshi are going to eat their own tails this go about. There is no connection there. If things continue moving in this direction, we won’t have to do a thing but offer up compliments concerning their eyes.” He continued to smile slyly. “I can’t wait until you and Taranis meet her.” A hint of sternness entered his voice. “She’s with us now. No need to terrify her.”

[Adena Carmel]

"One of the Sailor Goody-two-shoes joined us?" She asked, walking into the room and twirling her whip around like it was just an every day toy. She was in her fuku outfit; tight red latex stained with little droplets of blood. She was fresh from a kill. Some imbecile would not give up on her at the club. No matter how many times she rejected him, even when she spilled her drink on him, he still followed her out of the club. She didn't even ask him to, and so he was asking for it. She hated it when people just go on and do things without asking. It was just another one of her many pet peeves, and she just happened to be bored.

Upon hearing that one of the goodies was going to join them, she couldn't help but distort her features to show her dislike. It was a natural reflex that came with any mention of the lovey-dovey friends of that Sailor Bitch. Well, not all of them were friends, but they still associated themselves with good rather than evil. She just couldn't see what they got out of being good. Adena was the type who always enjoyed taking rather than giving.

"So which one is she?" She was curious - always curious like a cat.