Comic Collections And Boob Physics (Gene)

[Iris Applegate]

Iris hauled a small table out to the corridor of the boys dorm, huffing slightly as she shoved it across the carpet. Why wasn't her taller, older brother doing this? He was 'organizing' the collector edition comics, figurines, limited edition video games and other things he had decided to clear out. Why was she doing this in the first place? Jordan wanted to sell his things and offered her payment for helping out. At least he had put out flyers offering collectors' comics and mint-condition figures. The only figures Iris had were HTTYD ones and there was no way she was selling them.

Her breath was still slightly heavy as she grabbed two folding chairs and flicked them down before dropping them behind the table in front of the room's door. "Jordan!" She yelled. "Table's up!" Iris nodded slightly as she heard a grunt in reply and walked back into the room, grabbing boxes of comics and taking them out to the table. She risked a peep. Good lord, he had a lot. X-Men comics, Batman, Superman, a heck load of manga. Some of the comics were in plastic bags and were still super shiny. She recognized one of the titles, The Walking Dead #1: First Issue. 

"Why are some of them in bags?" She yelled at her brother. Jordan walked up behind her with a box of figurines and miscellaneous items, rare and common before putting them onto the table. The ones that caught Iris' eye was a 7-inch Mega Yarn Yoshi Amiibo, a Legend Of Zelda Potion Set and other things from common games. Her brother peeked over her shoulder at the comic she was holding.

"Oh that's from October 2003, not really rare but still uncommon." 


"Right, let's burn it." Jordan smacked her hand. "Ow."

"No burning, now sit there and sell things." Jordan commanded as he pushed her into one of the chairs and walked back into his room.

"What? Why? That's your job!" Iris complained as she swiveled in her chair, watching Jordan as he walked off.

"Because. You are pretty, skinny and you have big boobs. You'll sell things quicker than my boobs can." He said, grabbing his non-existent breasts with an offended sigh. Iris glanced down at herself, they weren't that big, before glaring at the taller sibling.

"And what the heck are you going to be doing?" She questioned with slight irritability to her tone.

"'Organizing'" Jordan used air-quotes around his words with two fingers before turning around - and falling flat on his face. Tactile Anesthesia. Goddammit. Iris sighed before turning around, waiting for the first customer to approach the table; out of curiosity or actual want to purchase the items on offer.

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There were flyers posted around campus that vaguely caught Gene’s eye. Some kid in the dorms was doing a bit of spring cleaning and was getting rid of a few totes of comic books, figurines, and the like. Was Gene interested in seeing if this person had any limited edition items that Gene had been searching for? Of course he was. But Gene traditionally obtained all of his collectables online or from the local comic book store(which had a shitty selection, go figure). Considering Pilot Ridge was such a small town and community, Gene was skeptical over how worth his while it would be for him to spy over this person’s selection.

After all, doing so would require him to go to the boys’ dormitories at Hammel. Truth be told, Gene had never been to the dormitories before. Why would he go there when he had a perfectly good house to return to not ten minutes away? Given that he didn’t have any friends either(at least non he would call ‘friends’), Gene had even less of a reason to go there.

These days, though, Gene did have at least one person he wouldn’t mind seeing who happened to live in the boys’ dorm. Only half the time, though, because the other half Kodi was mooching off of Gene at his house. It did occur to Gene that he might be able to see that guy’s ugly face if he went to this selling event.

But it was the dorms. There were people there. And Gene hated people.

After debating with himself for a good long while, Gene finally resolved to take the chance and go. It would be worth it if just to see Kod’s face when he realized that Gene had actually done something…other than playing video games, that is.

Gene stared at the beginning of several flights of stairs that led up to the 5th floor…and he immediately said ‘nope’ and headed to the handicap elevator. In he stepped to the moving box, making eye contact with himself briefly as he did so, before he turned and pushed the button for the 5th floor…of course making sure that the door closed before someone else could get to it. Gene didn’t want to share his space with anyone if he didn’t have to.

His eyes narrowed as the door opened again to the target floor, sneering at the other students shuffling around down the hallway, from door to door, some of them half naked. The place reeked too. Gene made a face as one particularly smelly boy without a shirt pushed past him as the rich brat made his way down the hallway to the table where he presumed the sale was taking place. When he arrived, Gene came to an immediate halt, making a face of slight disgust at the person who was manning the table. “…..you’re a girl,” he pointed out, as if she didn’t already know. What was a girl doing on the boys’ floor? Wasn’t that against the rules somewhere?

[Iris Applegate]

Iris stretched out her arms behind her back; a few people. mostly dudes, had already come by and snagged some of the things for sale. It was mostly common crap; halo figurines, pokemon games, similar things... This business thing was easy!

As she was stretching, the brunette became conscious of another person at the table. Presuming it was a customer, Iris lowered her arms and waited for them to say what they wanted. Instead, the person accused her of a most horrendous crime.

“…..you’re a girl.”

Iris gasped in mock horror at the accusation. I-It couldn't be true! She turned her head downwards and pulled the collar of her shirt forward to peep down her front. "MY GOD! A BRA!" She yelped, twisting her head to stare into the doorway where Jordan lay passed out on the floor. "Brother! How could you not tell me?!" Iris asked, her voice sounded wounded. The only response was a half-hearted snore but Iris treated it like a guilty apology and lifted the back of her hand to her forehead before slumping forward slightly.

The brunette rested her elbows on the table and held her head in her hands; some of the nearby guys quietly snickered, they were used to Iris' dramatics and simply continued on whatever task they were doing. "I should've known something was up when they stared at me in the showers." She moaned.

A wicked grin jumped onto her face and Iris darted her head back up to look at accuser. "Just messing with you, I am fully aware of my plumbing."

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What….the fuck…?

Gene had to raise an eyebrow at the girl’s dramatics, severely dumbfounded at the response she gave to his blatantly rude statement. He couldn’t decide if he was amused or annoyed by it, though. After the comment about the showers, however, Gene sighed in impatience. “Enough of your caterwauling already,” he said, taking a hand to cover his eyes and massage his temples. How is it that girls could turn everything into a theatrical display?

“I’d have to ask if there was something wrong with your brain if you didn’t,” he said dully, already bored with the conversation. “Though after that inane display of melodramatics, there’s no longer any need to ask, because you clearly were dropped on your head as a child.” Gene stuffed his hands into the pockets of his black slacks, and peered down at the (so far) pathetic array of comic book related items. There was a scowl, of course, when he didn’t see anything he particularly needed. “Is this all?” he asked, his annoyance obvious in his voice. Gene didn’t just waste a trip down here, did he?

[Iris Applegate]

Iris snorted slightly, heh, caterwauling. She instantly pegged this young specimen as an irritable snob sort of person; especially since he had called her little display a caterwaul. It wasn't as if she was yelling at six am, annoying everybody within a five metre radius with her horny screeches.

"-because you clearly were dropped on your head as a child.”

A sly grin crept onto Iris's face. Wow, this guy was ruuuuude. She had to bite her lip to stop from laughing at his little scowl. He reminded her of the kid at the ice cream shop that didn't get any sprinkles. If she had been Jordan or Ryan or probably anyone else, she would've gotten a bit irked. But she wasn't an irksome person. Noo, Iris had her own way of dealing with these sorts of people.

“Is this all?” 

"Of course not, there's more in the back." Iris gestured into her brother's room with a thumb. "If we're lucky, I could find a pair of pliers to help pull out that stick from your ass before it causes an serious damage." She glanced up and down at smirked. "Though it might be too late for that." 

Iris leaned back and raised her hands in a slightly defensive pose. "But in all seriousness, what are you looking for? It's very likely that my klepto-bro has something you'd like."

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Iris wasn’t wrong in the least at her assumption. Gene was the snobbiest of snobs and he gave no shits about who knew it or who’s feelings got butthurt in the process. Even if this girl’s display was the slightest bit of amusing, all it did was reinforce the fact that Gene thought girls were loud and annoying, and didn’t know how to keep their mouths shut.

At least she hadn’t responded to Gene’s insults. Gene automatically took that to mean that she got the point and shut up. Maybe she was smarter than he gave her credit for?

Or not. Seems like she merely delayed her attempt at retaliation, and with one that he’d heard variations of time and time again. Gene didn’t look up from his browsing, a look of complete disinterest on his face. “Someone else is already taking care of that, though your concern is noted.” That someone being a certain dentokinetic, if they were speaking in literal terms. And then there was that other insufferable beast, if they were speaking figuratively.

But in all seriousness, as the girl said, he was there to obtain anything that he could add to his collection, not debate how much of a condescending snob he was. “Collectors items,” he said plainly, straightening up from his browsing to look at the girl once again. “Preferably something rare and uncommon. Action figures, statues, figurines…things like that.” He had a collection of comics as well, but he had less of a need to complete those since he couldn’t avoid wanting to read the shit out of them until they were completely worn out.

[Iris Applegate]

Iris grinned as Gene responded to her 'stick' jibe. She gave him a sly wink. "Kinky." She chuckled, resting her chin on one of her hands. Iris hated not responding to insults, mocks or anything of a similar tone. Three brothers, there were a lot of insults to each other growing up; Iris had to develop a sense of wits as well as a backbone.

"Righty." Iris yawned as she stood up from her chair and walked into her brother's room; standing on his back to reach the higher shelf of his wardrobe. Many would criticize her for using her brother so cruelly, but the fact was that Iris was very light and Jordan didn't care, for he was unconscious. The boxes were labeled so it wasn't too hard finding one cardboard box filled with 'Anime N' Shit: Figurines'.

Unsure if her brother would want to sell all of them, Iris rooted through the box before pulling out what she assumed to be a long-haired ginger girl with blue eyes wearing a red suit with orange... tits? Whatever, anime is anime. The figurine was sitting weirdly though, her legs bent under her with one hand touching her mouth; like some two dollar stripper.

Iris shrugged and put the box on the floor next to Jordan's head before walking back outside to the table. She placed the figurine in front of the boy and sat down in her chair with a 'phew'. "What about this?"