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 Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 3:26 am
The Lighthouse Guard: Only the top of the lighthouse is accessible, and the room is pretty bare except for a small table and bookshelf. The view, however, in one of the best on the island, and a perfect spot for ranged hunters to keep an eye out for flyers. There are no visible booby traps in the room, but those guarding the location are given a special emergency portal code to use only when and enemy has invaded the room. Those curious about as to why the rest of the lighthouse is unusable may open the chamber door. Looking down they'll see what remains of the stone steps floating in mid air, slowly circling inside the tower. A parting gift and reminder.
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Posted: Sun Mar 25, 2012 3:43 am
It was the first time Clerise was stuck on lighthouse duty. She showed up late, as per the usual, having slept in. Her sleep schedule was still all kinds of ******** up from that ridiculous, ridiculous party. A certain handsome young thing had kept her up practically the whole night, even if it was, probably, her fault. So here she was. Late, on an unfamiliar duty, and starved. She'd had the foresight to bring her bag, though, which would be the redhead's saving grace. By now, her dufflebag was full of random crap that would be helpful. A sketch pad, some emergency energy bars, and a pilfered book or two from the other duty stations. "Hi, sorry," she muttered, taking a seat at one of the ******** dunno. Brain is mushy-melty-slushy-levels from that party. Still. Days later." iloveyouDIE biggrin i hope you don't mind me starting one!!
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 10:08 am
Bix wasn't reading yet, the shift had just started, but he did have some books set aside for himself. A few academic looking things with comics jammed in between. He glanced up at Clerise, the first shift he'd done with her, and noticed how worn out she looked. "You gals seem to party hard." Bix just smirked. "The only thing I got wasted on was pizza. Not much of a drinker." He'd never enjoyed the drinking he'd done in college and he'd only tried stuff like pot a few times. That he could get behind but he wasn't the type to seek any sort of intoxicant. "I'm Bix by the way." He flashed her another amused grin. "We weren't formally introduced really.. while having our brief ..uh... interlude."
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 5:39 pm
Clerise grinned at Bix, blinking at him. It took a moment for recognition to spark in her red eyes, but she laughed mirthfully when it finally kicked in. She dumped the duffelbag onto the floor, offering her hand forward to Bix. "Pleased to meet you. Clerise, in Life. I wasn't that drunk-- seriously, I swear up and down on my own grave." Settling into her seat, Clerise pulled out her pack of cards, setting up herself a game of solitaire. "I do remember you gave me some pizza. Thanks for that!" Despite being exhausted, there was a chipper enough tone underlying her mood. There was a hickey on her neck, faded a little, but still visible. "Bix's a hella funny name. Short for something?" Clerise didn't mince words, but there was no ill intent behind the question. After all. Pot, kettle. Kettle, pot.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 8:28 am
"Well I'm glad you were that drunk." He left it unsaid that he'd gotten some nice groping out of it. He'd normally not have the balls to do such blatant molestation but she did tackle him to the ground and when wrestling becomes the issues at hand, anything goes. "Not much of a drinker myself but I had a nice pizza coma after that." He noticed her hickey and knew immediately she was not on his 'possible ladies' list. It was just a part of his character to avoid girls who were taken or even involved with other guys. He didn't have it in him to battle for a girl who wasn't even his to begin with. He wouldn't think twice about pointing it out though. "Nice hickey." The sun hunter grinned and flipped his book shut. He looked at the monitors briefly but nothing to note so he turned back to Clerise. "Beta-6 actually. From my trials. Just like Before is Beta-4. New start to life.. new names. Easy enough. Though of all the people to have two of, I never expected it would be 'Clarice'. Bobs.. or .. Johns.. or Jens.. But Not Clarice's."
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 4:31 am
Clerise laughed at Bix's blunt statement. "I don't need to be drunk for you to cop a feel, dude." She poked a boob. "Seriously. It's like a handshake but for your chest." She had a proud look on her face, as though she had just departed absolute pearls of wisdom upon Bix. "Mmm. ******** love pizza. Dakota was nice enough to share with me too," the redhead said with a smile, and it only got bigger as the pale boy commented on her hickey. Clerise didn't add much to it; she didn't feel like it was necessary. What they'd done had been remarkably chaste anyway, so whatever. "Huh." She smiled, kind of sad. "I don't remember much about my trials. I think I was Pi, but...it's pretty hazy-- and it's Cl erise," she corrected without any malice in her voice, putting more of an emphasis on the e. "With an e. It probably doesn't help that we're both in Life, huh? I don't really know what my parents were thinking."
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 9:52 am
Bix didn't comment on the boob-handshake reference. He wished it was as simple as that or there would be a lot more boob shaking going around. "I see." He looked amused about Dakota, especially right after the hickey comment. So that was going on? Was it a thing? Bix did love gossip, even if he didn't advertise. "Hey a names a name. My real name is Ferdinand." Bix smirked a bit. It wasn't a huge secret, most of his peers already knew thanks to Caelius.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 11:43 pm
In Clerise's defence, to her, it was usually was that simple. She was allll about the boob-shaking. Her and Dakota were not a thing, but it was probably the easiest explanation. She let Bix think what he wanted. "Huh." She squinted at him, cocking her head like a thoughtful, if bemused, canine. "Yeah, okay. Bix suits you better, blondie." She rummaged in her bag, opening a power bar and taking a bite of the foul thing thoughtfully. Hey; food was food. "When you said B4, was that when you were doing the gasmasky-thingy-fighting-bitches stuff? My name was different, then. I didn't get a number. I was just....Pi." Clerise shrugged. "Different run, I guess?"
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 10:27 am
"Blondie?" Bix just smirked. "I've gotten whitey before.. and snowflake.Never blondie." The albino hunter shifted in his seat already painfully bored. Not with Clerise, but with the miserably uneventful duty they would sitting at for hours. He got up and paced the top of the tower, looking out the door down the destroyed staircase and into the dark below. SIIIIGH. "Yeah pretty much. From what they tell me we all 'have it easy'." he air quoted. "According to some of the older hunters. But all trainees go through the same sort of trial. Gasmasks, murdering each other, the whole deal. I wonder how much worse it was.... I guess they didn't always have the golems, huh?" The thought was sort of terrifying.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 5:25 pm
"Snowflake!" Clerise clapped her hands together, obviously liking this way, way better. "I was thinking Rocky from the Rocky Horror Picture Show kind of blonde~" "Oh?" She recalled her trials with a tap of the chin, hmming. "I guess. What a...weird thought." She scrunched her nose. "It's easy to forget, sometimes, that we live such violent lives from the moment we step on this island." She took another bite of the energy bar. "Well, not easy, I guess. Convenient, maybe. Wishful thinking?"
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