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 Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 8:32 pm
Aleister tossed the blanket over his shoulders and moved out of the infirmary and walked briskly to the kitchens. He was feeling oddly super heroish, and had a need to double check there were no poptarts on premise. If there were his current duty as invisi-guy was to make sure they weren't molded and then acquire one for a snack as a reward of a job well done.
Provided they weren't molded. Aleister walked past Wilson strutting.
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 3:46 pm
Now that the initial shock of arriving to Antarctica and Julie’s death had worn off a bit, Wilson often walked around the base in his free time. He didn’t have the blanket anymore. Fortunately the barrier around the area kept out most of the cold. Occasionally, he looked out toward the distance with a wistful look. Wilson loved snow. Would the older hunters mind if he took the opportunity to go outside and play in the snow for a bit? He took another sip of his tea.
His expression lit up when he noticed a certain death trainee walk past him (although he noticed the unusual strutting, that was different). “Aleister! Hey!”
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 5:33 pm
Aleister froze. Did Wilson just say hi? He was still invisible!!! He lofted a brow and walked back towards Wilson. The other hunters had just brushed him off, letting the illusion stay.
"How did you see me?" He asked oh wait he had pookie out. "Oh right.... it's because Pookie's floating in the air right? I knew I should've desummoned him." The hunter looked at the weapon, making it disappear.
<I don't think it's me that's the give away kid.>
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2012 9:17 pm
When Aleister froze suddenly, Wilson wondered if he had said something wrong. It couldn’t have been. He had only greeted him, or maybe Aleister wanted to be left alone at the moment. Given yesterday’s events he could understand that.
Smiling curiously, Wilson tilted his head at the fellow trainee. “See you? Um. You’re right there?” he answered. The blond was acting peculiar. It sounded as if he thought he was invisible, which clearly wasn’t true. Wilson could see Aleister perfectly fine. The other trainee de-summoned his weapon and Wilson shook his head. “Uhhh. No. You’re perfectly visible, Aleister.”
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 8:18 pm
Aleister paused, watching as Wilson tilted his head. Aleister's brow lofted as Wilson continued to insist he was standing right there and could be seen. "You saw my foot prints? Is that? That and pookie?"
He frowned, trying to figure out what was going on. Clearly he was invisible. He felt invisible. He appeared to others as being invisible. Then why would Wilson insist that he could see him?
"You can't possibly see me. I mean... it's impossible. I'm invisible." Yes Wilson, he thought he was invisible. "No one else can see me." He was staring at the other death trainee as if he was questioning what was going on here. Maybe Wilson had a super power that let him see invisible people?
<You're being silly.> Pookie added, <Maybe you shouldn't touch those bandages anymore....> The puca was trying to be reasonable. However, the problem with that was the fact the boy was clearly in a delusion at the moment.
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 4:14 pm
Wilson looked down, staring at Aleister’s feet and the area around the other trainee. There were no obvious footprints, at least not from what he could tell. Pookie…? Oh his weapon, right right of course. He shook his head then pointed to the ground. “There aren’t any footprints, but technically yeah I can see your weapon. But that’s not the point. I can see you just fine.”
‘v’ There was a placid smile on the man’s face as Aleister informed him that yes, he was invisible. Oh, so that was how it was, Aleister. That was how it was. Had some poor Life hunter experimented on you, or something? Maybe someone hypnotized you for kicks? “Ummm. No. I’m sorry to say this, but you’re not invisible.”
Meanwhile, Gramps was laughing like hell.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2012 3:44 pm
Aleister watched as Wilson continued to insist he could see him just fine. There was a frown on the death trainee's face, following as Wilson pointed out the flaw in the logic of the foot steps. "Huh..."
He paused again as Wilson still insisted that he could see Aleister. "No, seriously. I'm in invisible, there's no way I can't be invisible." He insisted, "I was also going to go hunting for Poptarts. But now that you've blown my cover with your super powers to see invisible people, I dont think I'll be able to find any."
This in itself to Aleister was a problem. He was hungry and didn't really want anymore MRE's, to him they sorta tasted like cardboard.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 9:02 pm
Deep down inside, Wilson hoped that his use of logic would soon win over Aleister and the death trainee would come to his sense, and as the blond paused he even got his hopes up. But alas, it was not meant to be.
Wilson sighed and decided to admit defeat. There was no winning this. He raised both arms. “Right. I have magical powers that let me see invisible people. Okay, okay.” Oh, but he could go for some poptarts. Did the arctic even have poptarts?
“No problem. I’ll just pretend I don’t see you.” Still wouldn’t work because Aleister was visible, but oh well. “Let’s look for some poptarts together!”
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Posted: Thu May 24, 2012 6:28 pm
Aleister looked at Wilson watching as the other hunter finally admitted that, yes he could see invisible people. "I knew it." He snapped his fingers together.
There was another pause as Wilson said he'd pretend he doesn't see him, and then agreed they should look for poptarts together. "Where would they have poptarts hidden?"
He asked looking at Wilson pausing, "Wait, we need you invisible too don't we?" He looked back at the medic tent.
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 10:29 pm
He managed to crack a smile at Aleister. Seeing invisible people was an absolute lie, but Aleister’s snapping fingers was kind of cute. “I’m not sure, but they probably have some food in one of the tents here,” Wilson answered, gesturing toward the multiple tents set up around the base.
It was the base, really.
Wilson paused, lips pursed together while he pondered an answer. “As long as I don’t snoop around in the tent with you it should be okay. I can stand guard or something.”
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 5:57 pm
Aleister nodded, "Yes, but which tent. I know that's the medic tent, there's the interview tent, that tent with the bandages and the one we stay in..." He paused looking at the tents they didn't know.
"Okay! You can be the look out and whistle if you see someone so I don't pick something up when they come in." He nodded this sounded like the best idea ever. They could find poptarts and Aleister would have a look out. "Because I mean floating things is just bad."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 4:52 pm
Wilson stared at the other tents with a blank smile on his face. Yes, that was a good question. Which tent? To be honest, Wilson didn’t know and he didn’t have the slightest clue as to which one it could be. “Well, I guess we could always look through them one by one, if you want.” Wilson turned to look at Aleister. Secretly, he hoped Aleister would decline the idea. That only raised the possibility of them being caught or other funny shenanigans he preferred to avoid.
“Yeah, once you find the poptarts you can just give them to me instead.”
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 5:04 pm
Aleister was looking, "Lets start with the end tent, I think they were bringing food out of that one." He said pointing to the far end. It sounded like he intended to search every tent just in case someone was holding out. "I mean after all what's the worse that could happen?"
He smiled as he walked, "Good idea, then we can find a place to eat them. Maybe out here? There seems to be some good places to sit. It might be a little cold, and there's no fire but we could make it a camp out?"
The blonde seemed to be enjoying this idea a little too much.
<I wish you'd snap out of it boil. You do realize you're being unreasonable and everyone can see you.> Pookie was determined to help Wilson snap the boy to his senses. <What would Caelius say if he caught you stealing poptarts.>
Aleister tried to wave off the Puca until it mentioned Caelius. <He's not here. So I don't have to worry about him...> Of course, the idea kind of stuck in the back of the trianee's mind.
"H-hey... Wilson do you think Caelius can see invisible people?" He asked curiously. Everyone else but Wilson had ignored him thus far.
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2012 3:18 pm
Wilson continued to smile, although he seemed a bit uneasy at Aleister’s words. The blond hadn’t said it directly, but it sounded like he wanted to search all of the tents just in case. That was going to end well. “Right. Sure.” Gramps grumbled. [Kid, why are you going along with this?] Well, what’s the harm? [A lot of things, youngin’. A lot of things.] Um. Okay.
He shrugged at Aleister. “Sure. I don’t really mind where we sit once we find some poptarts.” If we find poptarts. The odds of actually procuring of said-pastries appeared to be slim. Why would hunters carry poptarts to the arctic? It seemed odd.
The death trainee was about to head toward the tent Aleister pointed out, but then stopped and turned around. “I don’t know, but he isn’t here, right? I thought he was somewhere else on a different mission. It’s mostly life hunters here or something, right?”
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 1:06 pm
Aleister nodded. As he seemed to think, pausing when Wilson said he didn't think Caelius was here, "Yeah but he likes to pop up out of no where."
Aleister said, Caelius did always seem to show up when anyone least wanted him to. "Or.... oh wait H is around isn't he?" He frowned, the doctor could probably see everything. He paused, "Need to keep away from that tent.... which tent is his though." He seemed to ponder obviously he wasn't searching any tent with H in it at all. At least Clarice might play along with it they were to disturb her.
Aleister rubbed the back of his head as he looked around. Trying to figure out which tent was H's. Though as he did, he was suddenly... feeling a lot less invisible. "Oi... the invisibility must be wearing off. We'll never find poptarts now." He looked a little distressed as he said this.
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