[PRP] Bang on the Eardrums (Ruth and Ignatius)

[Huni Pi]

When Ruth heard the announcement of SC winners, she was mostly ambivalent with the results. Only two of the five students she voted for had won, though admittedly she never in a million Octobers ever thought a certain flame demon stood a chance at winning. She was mildly surprised that the only boil running for Vice President didn't win, she would have thought his sparking personality made him a shoe-in.

But this was politics, she thought to herself. Sometimes it wasn't whomever was best qualified but whomever knew the most voting creeple. Ah well, while it changed how she would start the conversation, it didn't change the fact that she was still in search of the boil.

She was carrying her sketchpad, figuring it would be easier to communicate with him through writing if her gestures failed.

seiana_Zi

 

[Seiana_ZI]

Though he put on a genial face, it would be a lie to say Ignatius wasn't disappointed about not winning the vice presidential position. He had run because he had wanted it and believed he would be a good fit for the position -- and even better if he could have teamed up with Piper, considering how good they worked together.

They were the super sleuthers that determined Brenley had been missing, after all.

Even if he eventually showed back up on his own.

But Ignatius was not the type to mourn his misfortune, so instead of seeming like a sore loser and kicking rocks with large pouts, Ignatius was currently focusing his nervous energy into something else, going for a run around the school grounds. He moved fairly fast -- not exactly the fastest run he had ever gone on, but even-paced and with the intention of clearing his head with every footfall.

If Ruth was looking for him, he would probably be fairly easy to find. Catching up with him might be a slightly different story unless she attempted to cut him off, though.

Huni Pi

... by the way do I owe you a Ruth x Serafina tag?

 

[Huni Pi]

Ruth should probably never learn of Piper and Ignatius teaming up to find Brenley for reasons that involved the blonde ghoul thinking she'd died and found her Happy Place. And quite possibly lead her to imagining less than wholesome scenarios involving the three students. Luckily, she is unaware of such a thing and at the moment too focused on just one student to even consider such a possibility.

Luckily still, said student was heading right for her! The Shrinking Violet turned nervous and skittish and was suddenly at a loss for words (though frankly with how unvocal she always was, how could anyone tell?) She clutched her sketchpad tighter to her chest and raised a hand in an attempt at a wave.

Unfortunately, by the time her arm received the order, Ignatius had run right past her, leaving her in the dust. Ruth pivoted on her feet, watching the boil's back get farther and farther away, her hand still mid-rise. The Violet would have called this a failure and go off to sulk while sketching depressed images as befitting such a scorned ghoul. Ruth (mentally) said <******** that and jogged after him at a much slower pace, reasoning that the boil would eventually stop and she'd catch up, or he'd go full circle and pass her by a second time.

Seiana_Zi

I think so, but no worries OvO

 

[Seiana_ZI]

Ignatius would insist he is doing nothing illicit with anyone! Or, well, at least not them--

The lightning elemental was going fast enough that he did miss her entirely, though it was not intentionally. Mind on everything and nothing all at once, Ignatius was deeply involved in his run, and noticing someone who wasn't actively shouting at him? Well, he probably wouldn't be doing that -- unless they were a butterfly.

Ruth was right in her impression that Ignatius would eventually stop, and the lightning elemental did in fact come to a stop after a few minutes, though it didn't necessarily seem to be because he was done running.

Rather, he was staring up at a few corrividae in the trees, making a very bad attempt at a bird call.

For some reason.

Huni Pi

okay replied to both RPs now XDD

 

[Huni Pi]

Ruth's easy pace meant she was barely winded by the time she saw Ignatius. She slowed down to a brisk walk, then to a leisurely stroll, and finally settled into an intentionally-nonchalant gait. All that was lacking was the patented oh-don't-mind-me hum that usually guaranteed someone was up to something. Ruth figured the Violet wouldn't mind if she nix'd the humming given the way the boil was trying to mock the corrividaes. Or at least that was what she thought he was doing.

She didn't think he was doing bird calls, the impression she'd gotten of him was that he was musically-gifted. If he sounded off-key he must be doing it on purpose. Yes, Ruth, keep telling yourself that.

Shyly, slowly, and silently she inched her way towards him until she was all but beside Ignatius.

Seiana_Zi

he is 1000000% welcome to not realize she's there until he practically trips over her 8D

 

[Seiana_ZI]

The corrividae weren't responding! Boo. Maybe he just wasn't calling well enough.

Unaware of the creeping Ruth, Ignatius attempted a louder, more ridiculous call. This time, he managed to get a response... though it was in the form of an angry squawk back in his direction. Ignatius crossed his arms over his chest and laughed. "Well, that's rude."

He didn't actually know any bird speak.

Deciding that the bird didn't want him nearby after another chalkboard grating squawk, Ignatius turned his attention back on his trail, getting ready to start his run again, moving his arms and bending down a bit to --

Nearly smack that blonde girl from his booth.

"Oh! Sorry!"

Huni Pi

okay, can do u u

 

[Huni Pi]

Neither Ruth nor the Violet had any idea how to get the boil's attention, the former from a genuine lack of desire, the latter from a trope-borne paralysis of shyness. Even when he continued to make all those corrividae calls, even after the less-than-pleasant reaction from the avian minipet, the reaper was content to just be there. It gave her the perfect opportunity to stare and study him, up until the moment a wayward limb nearly struck her.

She faltered back in a literal blur, her form anything but solid and defined, especially around the edges. And despite the Violet's shyness, Ruth's own flare for dramatics had her tripping over her own two feet and landing with a dull thud on her rump. Though her bangs and the bill of her gray cap hid her eyes, there was no hiding the embarrassed blush blooming on her cheeks.

Seiana_ZI

 

[Seiana_ZI]

Wait was that the "Blondie" who had shown up at his booth? Wait, was she stable? No, she was falling over! He had knocked her over?! Dammit. He needed to pay more attention. He was bad at paying attention. Was that bird still squawking at him -- jackdammit this was exactly his problem and why he had actually knocked someone over in the first place he needed to pay more damn attention --

"Oh Jack I'm sorry!"

Was she blushing? Had he embarrassed her? Was he an embarrassment? Were his pants zipped? -- Of course they were he was wearing sweats because he was going for a run and it was cool out and --

Jack.

"Do you need some help up?" Ignatius bent down a bit, offering his hand to the poor reaper who was now ... on the ground. Why had he knocked her over?

Huni Pi

XDD So dramatic she is haha

 

[Huni Pi]

The Violet wanted to lie down and die on the spot from what had happened. Ruth, however, had no intention of turning into a ghost or an undead and told the persona to hush. Not to mention it wasn't as if the magnificent display of coordination (or lack therefor) happened in a more populated venue. It just occurred in front of a very attractive boil.

She heard Ignatius' apologies, tried to give him a sheepish smile and shook her head as if to say No, it's perfectly alright. I go on trips like these all the time. She was about to take his hand when she realized her she'd dropped her sketchpad near the boil's feet.

Her sketchpad that had conveniently opened on a page that was pretty much covered in posteriors sketched for posterity. The blush intensified as she resisted the urge to dive forward to hide the inciminating evidence of her, ahem, interests. Instead, she focused on the profferred hand and finally accepted his help, hoping he hadn't noticed what she'd been staring at earlier.

Seiana_ZI

At least she'll never be boring? XD

 

[Seiana_ZI]

When she shook her head, he chuckled, Ignatius moving his hand a bit closer as a gesture that showed he insisted, or something like that. After all, he was the one who had knocked her over. She didn't grab his hand right away, though, freezing in her motions. Was she okay? Was something wrong with him? Did he have something on his face? He probably had something on his face. Ignatius scrunched up his face and wiggled it as if it would get whatever was on his face off, only to realize it was making no difference. He probably didn't have anything on his face. So what was --

She was staring at something.

Ignatius followed her eyes briefly, only to find himself greeted with an absolute smörgåsbord of posteriors, a buffet of butts, a rumpus of rumps-- Keeping the amusement off his face, Ignatius immediately placed his eyes back on the Red Blondie, still holding his hand out. She probably didn't want him to pick up the butt journal if he had to guess.

"That was my bad. I should have been paying more attention," offered Ignatius, laughing at himself. Easily, he pulled her up to her feet, letting go of her hand when he did.

Huni Pi

XDD This is true!