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Posted: Wed Dec 17, 2014 4:39 pm
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Zeke slouched down until his head was resting on the back of the chair, and pale eyes fell shut as a smug grin lite up once again on tanned lips. "If you say so." Maybe next time, if there ever was one, he'd just let the vine snap, then see how very worth it playing Tarzan really was.
The question had one eye opening. "Mist." For now. He was considering a change, Life perhaps, or maybe Death. Or, and this was a bit of a shock to realize, Moon. He didn't particularly enjoy his work in the infirmary, but there was no denying he excelled at it.
As for hobbies, he brought his shoulders up in a lazy shrug. "I enjoy reading, swimming, marine biology, and pushing other people's buttons." The last he enjoyed very much.
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Posted: Thu Dec 18, 2014 3:02 pm
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It had been Zeke, actually, that had not appreciated the master of none comment Horace had made on twitter. The other eye opened now, and he leveled the young man with a cool look before hazel eyes slid back to the window in front of him. "I don't mind paperwork." Not usually, least not when he could work on it on his own.
"But that's part of the fun," he commented idly, letting his foot drop off his knee so he could stretch his legs out in front of him. "And it's not as if we won't heal." Besides, there was also the dampeners. Now, Ezekiel wasn't so cocky as to assume he held any sort of edge here, certainly not as a trainee of all things, but he'd also already been in a good many spars, taken his lumps, and knew what to expect from a romp around the training field.
He also didn't mind pain all that much, as evidenced by the tattoo and multiple piercings.
He blinked at the question, glancing at Horace again before offering a snort. "A nap? No. But I will use this opportunity to relax, unless something dangerous comes waltzing out of the jungle." Dark fingers knit over his stomach. It had been a trying couple of weeks, a little down time was appreciated. "Unless you have some other idea."
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Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2014 9:33 am
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Posted: Sat Dec 20, 2014 8:15 am
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"So don't go outside the wards," Zeke answered coolly, logically. Certainly there were people on the island a fair bit stronger than the both of them, but it wasn't as if they were helpless.
Horace's tone had a brow lifting, and seconds after Zeke realized what he'd said, and how it had been taken. An amused smirk followed, a shake of his head, and he was bringing a hand up to rub briefly at his temples before letting it fall away again. "Wasn't a very serious offer anyways." Habit, more than intent.
Mention of camera's had soft green raising up to peer curiously along the ceiling. "I wouldn't doubt it, on either count. I'm sure the techs see all kinds of things while they're watching."
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 10:52 am
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"But psychopaths are so much fun," he said dryly, rocking back in his chair. He turned another page. It was good, he thought, that he could multi-task so easily. Talking, reading, and keeping one eye on the jungle. It probably helped that he'd read the book multiple times; the spine was horribly cracked, the edges of the pages worn.
Horace hmmed a little before answering. "Oh, you seem the naturally flirtatious type. Flirting like breathing. I, on the other hand, have carefully cultivated my flirt," he said in an offacious tone. Then he rolled his eyes and laughed. "I have made a resolution to be more out-going now that I'm here and it seems to come out in odd ways." So, yes, if it had a pulse, Horace might hit on it. But it was a non-serious banter, a sort of harmless form of extroversion that he found easy. He lapsed back into companionable silence for a bit.
Beejoux idk how long you desire to keep going; I think whenever you wish to end it, it's good c:
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