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Greece is the word

WHO: ALL OF THE TEACHERS and their broods
TONE: FUN!?!?
RATING: M for Mature.
WHEN: 4th April to 7th April (ish)
WHERE: Murdoc's home in Greece
WHAT: A teacher meeting held in Greece! What could possibly go wrong?
STATUS: Ongoing.

[Murdoc isn't sure why the responsibility of hosting the meeting fell to him, honestly it already sounds like a terrible idea. He doubts any of them will either come up with sound lesson plans, work cohesively as a team or leave his home any wiser and more mature than they were when they entered. To him, it seems as if a couple of people just like the idea of visiting Greece. However, it's not as if he's going to pass up the chance to show off! And it's not like he doesn't have room to spare.

He's not going to be all that happy to have people there, but he's not a bad host. Everyone has a room and there's food and booze provided. Not to mention the fact that the beach and town are within walking distance, but why on earth would you want to live such a sick crib? Of course, given that he's a pureblood there's absolutely no technology or reception, but there's a pool and a near endless amount of rooms filled with nifty shit!

Regardless, if you aren't a kid you sure as hell aren't here to explore, so quit touching his stuff and get working.]

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He said it was so bright it blinded him. [He sniffs, folding his arms over his hairy chest a little defensively.] He's a moody little thing. No wonder he's so close to Eridan. There must be unity in a sullen attitude.

It is very white, dear, and he has quite sensitive eyesight. [She smiles, then sighs a little.] Perhaps, but he can be a perfectly sweet boy when he wishes to be. He gets his temperament from his father.

[Hint hint.]

Perhaps he should take a leaf from the Strider book and invest in a pair of ridiculous sunglasses. [He rolls his eyes. His house is perfect, okay.]

I hardly see why he would. I thought his father was dead. [Yep, that hint went over his head.]

He is. [Judging you so hard right now, Murdoc.]

But there is more carried in genetics than how we look.

Wouldn't he have taken after your more amicable demeanor more, then? I thought children were impressionable. [He shrugs lightly.]

Do you mean to imply Eridan is a brat because I am?

He was already eight years old and quite stubbornly set in his ways when he came to live with me. [Sometimes Karkat is a middle aged man in a child's body.. but he's always been that way.]

Why, no, why would you think I would imply something like that?

[Yes, Murdoc, that's exactly what she's implying.]

Yes, but you are an incredibly influential woman, aren't you? Like royalty. You have an inspiring sort of attitude. Makes people want to change to please you. [He's just going to inspect his nails like he isn't gushing about her.]

What were you implying, then?

Oh, nothing at all.

[Smile~ She folds her arms loosely over her stomach and watches him inspect his nails as if she's not going to realise he's gushing about her.]

You truly think that about me?

As you wish.

[He doesn't believe you for a second, that toothy smile isnt fooling him at all. But he isn't going to push it anymore because he doesn't really want to know what she's implying.]

Of course, I've no reason to flatter you needlessly, have I?

Certainly not, and I thank you for it.

[As a distraction, she makes a small gesture to the pool.]

You were going for a swim? Do not let me stop you.

You're welcome.

[He gives her a small shrug.] Will you join me? [He's not actually sure if Vampires swim, but he's padding back to the pool and slipping in anyway.]

Mm.. Since you are offering, I believe I shall.

[Maybe some vampires don't swim, but Dolores was swimming long before she became a vampire, and she's quick enough to sit on the edge of the pool and slip into the water, ducking her head under to wet it.

Another perk of being dead.. you never have to hold your breath.]

I'm glad.

[He smiles as she approaches, having ducked under himself and swum a small distance away from the entrance of the pool already. He watches as she ducks under, raising an eyebrow before wondering if he should pull his favourite party trick.

He supposes he might as well, he rather enjoys swimming about in his other form. He takes a few steps back, dipping under the water and changing forms with relative ease. After that, he's going to swim toward Dolores and boop her on the leg with his snout ever so innocently.]

[She's wiping the water from her eyes when he shifts, and a small frown appears on her face as she looks for him, seeing the movement of the water where he'd ducked under but no evidence of him there.

She sees the shadow in the water a moment before he bumps into her, and she could swear for a moment her heart leaps up into her throat.

Then, she purses her lips slightly, dips her hand under the water and taps the shark's nose with two fingers.]

Murdoc, honestly.

[If sharks could laugh, he would be sniggering right now. His sense of humor is....poor, at best. He's not the most joyful person, but as of late he's certainly felt more comfortable being playful around his friends. It feels weird to think that. Friends. He has them, and they like him! It certainly wasn't what he expected to happen when he became a professor.

He feels just a tiny bit guilty at her reaction, but her tapping his nose is only a sign that she's willing to pet him. He nudges his nose up against her hand, urging her to proceed.]

[Despite his efforts to the contrary, Dolores does like him, even through all his grouchy behaviour. There's something endearing about it all.

A shark begging for pets goes very near to the top of the list of the strangest things she's ever seen, but she doesn't refuse, gently rubbing her knuckles over his nose.]

I hope that you know that you are utterly ridiculous, dear.

[Said with the utmost fondness, of course.]

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[God, that is like shark ecstasy. If he could purr, he would be right now. However, sharks are entirely incapable of making sound so any indication that he's enjoying it would be in the fact that he isn't swimming off. He is, in fact, nuzzling into it and giving Dolores a blank look.

He contemplates turning back now, but he's liking the attention a little too much to stop.]

[She just shakes her head at him, and lets go of what air she has in her lungs before she drops under the water and sits against the side of the pool.

It's only a moment of pushing back that habit of breathing before she's utterly unfazed by the fact she can't, and she rubs her fingers over the shark's nose again.

Really, utterly ridiculous.]

[It seems like Murdoc finds it much easier to be affectionate when he's a shark as opposed to a human. It's weirdly endearing how much he's enjoying the petting.

He sinks a little lower to join her, swimming in small circles in front of her. He's clearly having fun here.]

[She'll indulge him for a few minutes longer, then she makes a small upwards motion with one hand and stands, leaning against the side of the pool as she shakes the water out of her hair.

There's only so long she can do that without feeling a little silly.]

[Murdoc circles around once more before changing back into his regular form, standing up straight and running a hand lazily through his hair. His expression is absolutely stoic, as if he wasn't just being utterly silly.]

[Dolores looks at him for a moment as he emerges for the water, drawing her lower lip in between her teeth then covering her mouth with one hand.

It's all a futile effort, as she begins to laugh almost immediately.]

[He casts a glance over her as she begins to laugh, keeping his expression as flat as possible. He can't resist quirking an eyebrow at her, even though he refuses to laugh.]

Is there a problem, Dolores?

No, no problem...

[She smiles at him warmly, still chuckling.]

Ah, Murdoc... I am never certain what to make of you.

Good.

[He answers curtly,. Pushing himself up to sit on the side of the pool and smiling in a surprisingly pleasant manner for. Well. Him.]

Here I thought you’d have me figured out by now. [He laughs lightly.] Am I that much of a mystery to you? [He gives her a sly look.]

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