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 Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 1:13 am
Molly stepped out of her room and took a deep breath. A determined expression crossed her features as she pulled out a green planner from her coat (courtesy of Jude from Christmas), and flipped it open, reviewing once more what she had written for her priorities for the day. Not a lot was noted for today, but that was alright! She wanted to have ample time for what she did have planned, and that involved visiting the labs. As part of the Mist division she was aware she needed to expose herself to the other divisions.
Plus she just wanted to see if she could offer up to be of some assistance…well…she did have one more motive for doing this today…but she’d wait and see how things would go.
The young woman snapped her planner shut and slipped it back into her coat before making her way to the labs. Upon arrival, a curly head poked in, albeit cautiously and hesitantly, hoping to spot someone (friendly) right off the bat. “…Um…Hello?”
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 1:35 am
"No! Don't let it...!" A small red, white, and blue blur flew past the trainee and out the door. "...out. Damn." Clarice was panting slightly as she reached the door. She hated the ones with wings, oh sure the first few times you see the tiny dragons it's all neat and magical, but cats with wings...she trailed off as she stared at the door, wondering if she really, truly wanted to even bother with the obnoxious thing.
After a few moments, she fully and truly noticed the girl who had opened the door, "Ah, hi, sorry about that. Did Aria send you for the new set of runic daggers?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 2:01 am
The Mist trainee looked horrified.
No, it wasn’t because something that she’d never seen before in her life just flew by her. It was because she had just let it out. She was a horrible person. Molly’s head whipped back and forth between the escaping critter and the Life Hunter who had just run up to try and catch it. “No! I’m the one who’s sorry! Would you like me to go catch it!?” Panic was clearly written on her face, and her reason for coming here was tossed to the side for now.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 2:08 am
"Oh, it was already loose anyway, don't worry about it. We have ninety-nine of the damn things anyway." Clarice glanced at the trainee and her expression softened a bit at her panic, "Tell you what, we'll keep the door open and leave some candies out for it. Maybe it'll fly back in before it starts to melt." This was meant to be reassuring.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 10:46 am
Molly stilled looked horrified.
Start to melt!?
She looked down the way the critter had disappeared to again and shifted from foot to foot anxiously. Well…she didn’t have wings, it wasn’t like she could fly after it, and the Life Hunter brought up a good point! If it was hungry it’d come back, right? Hopefully? She looked back at Clarice, fidgeting with the hem of one of her coat sleeves. “I think that’s a good idea ma’am! I’m so sorry once again! Um…”
The young woman shifted from foot to foot. “…Do you need any help with anything?” Molly asked after a moment. “That’s what I came here for…! I’d love to help with something…” Especially after flubbing and letting that thing out.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2011 11:17 pm
The assistant's eyes widened a bit at the offer, not so much in surprise, but more along the lines of jackpot. Clarice practically beamed at the trainee, "Well, actually...I could use another par of hands on the project I'm working on." As far as duties went, she'd definitely drawn the short straw that day, and all the other Life hunters had made themselves conspicuously absent in that particular section of the labs. "And it's nothing too hard, mostly weighing and measuring, that sort of thing."
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 12:14 am
Clarice beamed at her, and Molly beamed back. Yay! She could help with something!
“Really?” She echoed, nearly clapping her hands in excitement. “Please, I’ll do whatever I can! Just tell me what I need to do ~ !” She might as well have signed a release and liability form her for well being, too, with the way she was throwing herself into this so readily.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 12:53 am
"Now that's the kind of attitude I like to see in a trainee!" Clarice was practically sparkling at her as she led Molly down the hall. "Plus you'll have to deal with handling minipets eventually, and this should be a really informative introduction." Coming to a stop she cautiously opened the door and quickly pulled the girl in with her.
Inside the room, staring, playing, peeing, flying, chasing, jumping, rolling, diving, and indulging in other frolic-ful activities were the other ninety-eight cannon cats. "We just need to weigh, measure, and tag each of these guys."
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 1:18 am
Molly was still beaming as she received some rather encouraging words from the Life Hunter as she followed her down the hall. She wasn’t sure exactly what these…mini-pets were, and she was rather surprised that the Island seemed to have a facility for animals! Not that that bothered her, a job was a job after all! This would also be informative!
The young woman let out a startled sound as she was quickly pulled into the room, and then froze once she took in the frolicking chaos around them. T-there was so many…Molly looked very overwhelmed and unsure of herself as some of the flying cats just swooped right over her head. H..how did they fly? Did she really want to know? Don’t ask questions…just focus on the task! She couldn’t flub this…what if they kicked her off the Island? That seemed like good enough motivation, because she then tried to steel her expression into one of determination.
Molly unfastened her coat, along with her scarf, and draped them on the door handle. She then rolled up her sweater sleeves, and looked over at Clarice anxiously. “…S…so is there a special way to capture them…or…just plain ol’ fashion way? Oh! My name is Molly! I’m sorry I didn’t say that sooner!”
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 2:23 am
Most hunters would prefer to get kicked off the island than deal with 98 cannon cats trapped in a room.
The senior hunter's smile broadened when she realized the trainee wasn't going to try and escape. "Pleased to see you up and about, Molly, I'm Clarice, Dr. H's assistant. I'll get you you what you need to get started." She began to hand over various items, explaining as she went, "Coveralls, because these things can get nasty and have pretty destructive claws if you aren't careful. You'll find them handy for pretty much any task in the labs, so go ahead and keep these. Clipboard, the form is simple, just write the creature's tag number, height, length, wingspan, and note any mutations in form or colour. I'll be checking their weight and FEAR levels, so don't worry about those columns. Here's a tape measure, a couple pencils, and handling gloves."
Clarice paused to think if there was anything else, and then grabbed a bag of what looked like candy, "These are FEAR candies, you can use them to attract their attention and coax them toward you, but be careful." Her smile grew a bit wry, "We're a little outnumbered here and they're really...energetic. But other than that, you pretty much have to manhandle them, kind of like regular cats, really. Any questions?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 10:49 am
She wasn’t the brightest crayon in the box…it served her well to try and tackle the hell that was Canon Cats.
“It’s nice to meet you Miss Clarice!” Molly gushed, and then started to take the items she was offered. Oh my, her own pair of cover alls? Clarice was so nice! How exciting (or so she thought right now, she still had no idea what she was in for). The young woman pulled them on, and then took the other items, stuffing them into various pockets on the coveralls. So everything but weight and FEAR levels….Molly wasn’t exactly sure what that meant, but eh, she wasn’t going to question it right now. Just going with the flow man, she was given a clear and straightforward set of directions anyways!
She also took the bag of FEAR candies when offered, peering into it. Huh! Interesting. Molly tucked the clip board under an arm and seemed thoughtful. “Oh! Should we leave some for the one that got out? Aside from that, I am ready when you are, ma’am!”
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2011 11:36 pm
Thus reminded, Clarice grabbed a bag of Rotten Guts FEAR candies and tossed them out the door. "There we go!" It can just knock if the damn thing wants back in. "Alright so..." the assistant quickly spun and grabbed a creature that was preparing to leap on her back, "...you've got to watch out a bit, some of these have been trained for battle." The cat flopped around lashed out while Clarice quickly placed a thermometer-like item in it's mouth, and then wrestled it onto a scale. The hunter would carry the scars of this battle for days to come.
Her smile was slightly manic as she handed the cat to Molly, "Just hold it tight and show it who's boss." The blonde ducked as another cat dived past her. "Constant vigilance is the key."
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2012 10:07 am
Satisfied that the free Canon Cat now had a way back in if it so wanted, Molly was set to focus on the…uh…other 98 of them.
She looked awed as Clarice displayed some rather ninja-like reflexes and caught one that was leaping at her (they weren’t all that nice, were they?). She was reminded of the Life Hunter’s pro skills with her monstrous weapon at the Gala…and that reminded her of her other motive for seeking out the labs today! She had been so caught up in watching Clarice, that when a whack came to her head by a random fly-by, the young woman let out a bit of a yelp, rubbing her head. “…B…battle?” She echoed, now eyeing the room full of Canon Cats a bit warily.
Uh oh…it was her turn now. Granted, Molly was a bit worried about harming the critter, so when Clarice handed it to her, her grip was a bit slack, until it started to flail. The young woman tightened her hold, crushing the Canon Cat against her chest for now. “C-constant vigilance…got it!” This was going to be tricky. She tried shifting the critter to one arm, and maneuvered her tools with the other. That within itself was a battle, and after fumbling around for a good ten minutes, she finally got the information she needed. She released the Canon Cat, watching it rocket away, and then got dive bombed by another. “Ow!” Molly rubbed the back of her head, and looked around for the next victim for data gathering.
“…So…um…Miss Clarice…may I ask you a question…it’s not related to this, though!”
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2012 11:52 pm
Wrangling the bomber cat, Clarice very carefully did not make a face as she stepping in what was definitely cat poo. She also very carefully did not summon Raeg and lay waste to the room. But it was a very near thing. Glancing at the trainee she was...okay, getting slightly battered, but persevering despite that, which meant she was doing a-okay as far Clarice was concerned. Delicately nudging a cannon can away from her shoes, which it was gnawing on, she gave the girl what she hoped was an encouraging smile, and replied, "Oh, well sure, I won't like...drag you out and beat you for just asking a question. That sort of thing is pretty much restricted to division leaders."
This could have been a joke. Except that is wasn't.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 12:17 am
Molly tried scooping Canon cats off the ground. It didn’t work. She tried flailing her arms in the air for Canon cats. It didn’t work. She eventually caught her next victim because it was trying to use one of the pant legs of her coveralls as a scratching post. The young woman seemed relieved that Clarice would answer her question as she wrestled with the current critter, though she looked very alarmed at the end of the statement. Okay…a note for her planner later…don’t ask Division Leaders questions.
“…Oh…well!” She jotted down some of the notes and measurements. “…I saw the way you handled your uh…weapon, yes, weapon…at the Gala, and I thought you were very skilled! I was wondering if you’d…be able to tell me about any techniques…?”
She hadn’t seen any other girls with oversized weapons yet.
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