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 Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2015 2:35 pm
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Released the day before, Ezekiel had spent the majority of his time since then--about 11 hours--sleeping. There was something about being cooped up in the infirmary that was just exhausting, despite the fact he had had nothing better to do with his time besides reading and sleeping between the few guests he'd had. The familiar smell of antiseptic, maybe, from his long hours pulling hospital shifts. Either way, the man hadn't done more than change before falling into bed and passing out.
When he'd woken up it had come with a measure of confusion for having found himself in his own bed. When that had passed he had cleaned up, gotten dressed, and head out of his room, angling down the hall towards the entrance of the Dorms.
He wasn't heading outside though, yet. Instead he came to a stop outside room 104 and gave a quick rat-a-tat against the door before leaning on the wall beside it. One face he hadn't seen during his most recent stay in the infirmary was Ever, but it was hard to fault him, not after what they'd been through already. If Zeke could have avoided the infirmary himself he would have. Instead, there had been many a painkiller induced text sent in the blondes direction, and that had been pretty amusing on it's own.
While he was now free, there was still evidence of his stay on her person. A small, shiny scar stood out over his right brow in sharp relief to tanned skin, and his left arm was still swathed in bandages. The skin beneath was whole again, but it was new, a little tender yet. Brows and hair were a touched singed still. He was in dire need of haircut.
Since his brand spankin' new Jacket had been ruined by the fire, he was going without. Old jeans and a light t-shirt.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2015 10:49 am
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Ever was still damp from a shower, between coming and going, when he answered the door -- but maybe on a long in-between, considering the scattering of familiar papers on the bed behind him, the same ones Ever had been sorting through on and off since they'd gotten back from the mission. He'd never been much for puzzles, before, but maybe that was because he'd never been handed quite the right puzzles --
"...oh. Zeke." He blinked, surprised maybe, scraping wet hair back out of his eyes and squinting at the other man. He was at least [maybe sadly] dressed, even if he was also barefoot. "What's up?"
Awkward.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2015 11:06 am
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Awkward for one, but not both. Zeke flashed a lazy grin at the other man as he greeted him, taking in the wet hair, the bare feet. If the Mist was mad or upset about Ever not coming the infirmary over the last few days, it certainly didn't show now. There was a slight twitch of brows at Ever's reaction to seeing him, but that was more curious than anything else.
"Busy?" A nod of his head indicated the paperwork spread out across the bed, fairly certain he knew what they contained. Horsemen runes, whatever footage they'd collected from the lair, and anything else that might have already been on file on the island.
Pale eyes flicked back, settling on Ever again. "How about a spar?" There was weight behind the request. Zeke hadn't summoned his weapon since she'd been broken, he was both curious and anxious to see how well she'd healed herself, if she was the shape she had been, or a new one altogether.
Aside from that, there was also the matter of them being on more equal footing now. Ever had always been a rank above him, always had the closer bond with his weapon, but Zeke had finally caught up. He was eager to see if it made much of a difference.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 8:20 pm
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Brows rose in response to that thoughtful look, a silent inquiry to a question that didn't come. Instead Ever asked something else, something easier, and Zeke dipped his head in a nod, smiling. "Considering Paige threatened to break my arms and legs and beat me bloody if I landed myself in the infirmary again, the training field is probably the best place." Though he'd be lying if he didn't wonder, wasn't tempted, to step outside the safety of the wards.
Not against just anyone, mind. He wouldn't take that calculated risk without trusting the person he was going to be facing off against. And since he wasn't much willing to hurt Harley or Paige, that pretty much left Ever. He trusted himself to stop before things went too far, and he trusted the same from the Life.
Something to consider, perhaps, but for another day.
Out the door and into the hall, he kept his pace slow until Ever was at his side again. "I told you I can hear her again, didn't I?" He was fairly certain he had, but without checking through his phone it was hard to be sure. He'd sent a lot of texts over the last few days, and he'd been under some very heavy painkillers for the first forty eight hours. "Kind of crazy how much of a relief it is to have that other voice in my head again." Especially given the less than smooth start to their partnership.
Lagertha gave a soft rumble of approval. She still wasn't at her usual loud self, but she was getting closer day by day.
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Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2015 2:51 pm
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That would get a startled blink, a long glance from the Mist as he tried to decide just how serious Ever was being. It didnt sound like a joke, though nor was the Life in the habit of talking about things quite like that.
To his credit, Zeke didn't make a big deal out of it. He rolled his shoulders in a shrug, head tipping just slightly to one side as an easy smile touched his lips. "Things to be grateful for," he agreed, tone utterly mild as they reached the door and he stepped forward to grab it, holding it for Ever to slip through before following.
"Feel free to use that one charge as much as you'd like," was offered with a wider, pointed grin as they headed for the field. "The nice one." Probably not a bad idea to emphasis, least Ever decided to be a smart a**.
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and be blue rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Beejoux rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 5:11 pm
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Zeke just smirked, shoulders twitching in the barest hint of a shrug. "If you're going to kick my a**, it's the least you could do," he teased, running his thumb over the ridge on his totem again.
"Interview with the vampire." He hadn't finished the series, finding the writing tedious and hard to get into, but he'd made it through the first and second books before another series had drawn his attention from it. He tipped his head, expression going thoughtful at the mention, before he gave a soft huff of amusement.
You ready?
{Get on with it, boil. Enough inaction, you have had enough of a rest.}
Another soft snort, followed by the roll of pale eyes. He'd take his weapon at her word though.
There was a soft flare of blue as the pendant vanished, reforming into something much larger, but exactly what he'd been expecting. The chain remained, if shorter. Duel handles were there, though one was empty, still showing obvious signs of wear. The other, larger now, longer, had two blades now; one larger, flaring up and out, the other smaller. He took a moment to stare down at the weapon in clear interest, turning the axe in his hand as the other handle was allowed to slip from his fingers. "I had been wondering," he admitted, still a little distracted. "If she was going to look the same after that. I guess I have my answer."
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and be blue rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 10
Total: 17 (2-20)
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 10
Total: 20 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 5:40 pm
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He made an interested hum at the tidbit of info, but didn't look up. Not until he felt the stinging impact of the sheath smacking him hard in the side. It made him jerk, hissing, before he snapped wide eyes on the other man as he questioned him. His expression was somewhere between surprise, amusement, and irritation, flicking between the three before he gave a hake of his head and settled into an easy smirk. "Yes we are."
{Do not let that stand.}
Considering how every one of their previous spars had ended, Zeke hadn't really expected to win this. He wasn't expecting to move quite as fast, or hit quite as hard. So it came as something of a shock when he moved, quicker than expected, and brought the axe down in a powerful sweep across the front of Ever's thin body.
Holy s**t.
{Did you doubt me, boil?}
Not exactly, but I wasn't sure you'd fully repaired, what with the lingering crack.}
The valkyrie laughed, not quite as loud as she had in the past, but it was every bit as filled with pride.
HP: 39
DMG: 14
CHG: 1/3
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