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 Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 9:46 am
Rep had been out fighting the damnable Insanity monsters for most of the day, and on one of his trips back to the bunker for a bathroom break and something to eat, he decided to tactfully stow away a few chocolate bars he'd managed to stow in the pockets of his overalls from a vending machine which may or may not have been trashed when he arrived.
When he got to the shared bunk though he froze in his tracks, someone had left some object on it, and as he peered into the tank, he was met with the brilliant single blue eye of..
"A little ******** HORSE?"
Clearly someone else had experienced a grisly end to the monster contained therein and he could only hope it wasn't Jordan or Harrison.
In any case, he needed help with this and went looking to see if either of the other two men were around to shed light on how to deal with a tiny adorable nightmare unicorn with an eyepatch.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 9:55 am
There might be little room, crappy rations, and crappy coffee, but having been able to bring things back from his room had really improved Jordan's outlook on life. He had his own clothes again, and more importantly, two of his favorite books to keep himself from going crazy. You couldn't fight fog monsters every minute of the day, after all. When Rep found him, he was leaning against the wall in an out of the way spot and reading contentedly.
His peripheral vision caught motion, and he looked up, arching an eyebrow. "What's up? You look disturbed."
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 10:02 am
As Jordan spoke up, Rep homed in on him like he was a lifeline. "I ********' am man." he stammered, pointing back in the direction of the dorms. "Someone left a ******** little horse on our..on my ******** bed okay. Like A REALLY ******** little horse. Like.."
He held his hands out in a vague approximation of the tiny unicorn's dimensions. "Bout yay tall and about yay wide man. I didn't want to touch it. It has a ******** eyepatch and there was blood on the box thing its in."
He wasn't sure why the eyepatch added to the intimidation factor but it did anyway.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 10:24 am
Jordan mentally sorted through the accent. "A little horse with an eyepatch - oh, someone must have been to the labs. I hope they're okay," he said, frowning. "Bloody handprints?" He shoved the book back into his pocket and pushed off the wall, heading for the barracks and the shared bunk.
He found what he expected to find, though the handprints worried him. Whoever had brought the minipet tank back had clearly gotten injured in the process. "Yeah, it's Killer," he said. "Hey there, little buddy. Who brought you in here?" He picked up the bag of candies and dropped one into the tank; Harrison would probably want to feed Killer himself later, but an extra wouldn't hurt the herpicorn.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 10:30 am
Rep wasn't sure if Jordan meant he hoped the labs were okay or if he had a good idea of the ******** horrors the tiny horse-in-a-box could wreak and hoped the person who brought it there was okay. He followed after the other sun hunter with a bit of reluctance in his step, lingering just a bit back behind him as he addressed the little minipet.
"Its a killer?!" he stated anxiously, peering round Jordan at it, but in a way which tactfully kept himself mostly out of any perceived firing line. "But its..sort of adorable." Clearly a ruse, then.
"I'm notta ******** vet man. But I didn't think they made horses that ******** small. Is it some kind of like, secret weapon or some s**t?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 10:36 am
"Ask Harrison," Jordan said, and laughed. "He says this little thing is a total battle machine. I'm not so sure. I mean, just look at him." He popped the catches on the tank and scooped the herpicorn out. Killer made a delighted little squeaky noise and cuddled into Jordan's arms, its eyes sparkling at Rep.
"Here, you wanna pet him?" Jordan asked, turning to present the mini to Rep.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 10:44 am
You could never trust the cute ones Rep had decided, and the prettier and more innocent looking something was, the more inclined he was to be suspicious of their motives. Case in point the sun hunter offering him the opportunity to pet the possible hell spawn. Jordan got a slightly uncertain searching look just in case this was going to end up with him down a finger or.. covered in glitter or something. But he gave in, very carefully reaching out to pat the herpicorn fleetingly with a hand.
And nothing happened other than a vague urge to coo at the damn thing and talk to it in silly voices. Which thankfully he resisted.
"So its Harrison's horse? Is he growing himself a steed in a box?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 10:52 am
"Well, technically the minipets are property of the lab, but some people have favorites. This guy pretty much belongs to Harrison. He's been training it for battle. Clarice even patched the little guy up when he got half-melted from being out of his tank too long. That's what the eyepatch is for."
Jordan petted Killer again, then put the herpicorn back in the tank. "That's as big as he's gonna get," he added. "The minis don't get bigger than a dog, mostly."
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 10:57 am
"Training it for battle." Don't say it Rep, he mentally scolded himself but he couldn't help it. "Like..like a pokemon?" He laughed out loud, not even able to help himself. "The labs have ******** little pokemon. Seriously. And Harrison picked a little sparkly unicorn. I'm going to hope the other choices were much less badass, or I'm going to have to like..resign myself to the fact Harrison just has like, the most girly taste of any guy I've ever met."
Still, it was really difficult to stamp down the inner child in him that got really ******** excited at the idea that it was not only possible to be a real life monster fighting badass but also a pokemon master at the same time.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 11:07 am
"Sort of like pokemon, yeah," Jordan agreed. "There are some that are downright disturbing. Harrison just likes Killer here. You're going to have to accept it, that's all." He grinned teasingly. "I don't do much about the battle training, but I like minipet duty. Foxfires are the best fluff therapy available. Man, I hope Kiwi and Mango are okay." He looked mildly worried at the thought; the fruit foxfires were his personal favorites.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 11:42 am
He still eyed the herpicorn with some degree of uncertainty. Torn between letting slip the level of interest he had in this sort of thing and the horrible crippling shame of admitting he found the idea of little pokemon like creatures being real amazing. He'd beaten kids up for liking pokemon and stolen their games and cards. He may just have kept his stolen wares from those run ins.
Jordan got a funny look. "Kiwi..and mango." he smirked toothily, fighting the urge to laugh. "Please say you seriously didn't name those." He had no idea what a foxfire was, but the idea of Jordan naming fluffy creatures fruit names, for some reason utterly slayed him.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 3:01 pm
Jordan laughed. "Uh huh. What'd you name your Charmander?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 3:05 pm
It was not a question Rep was expecting at all, and he blinked at Jordan. The instinct to lie was right there, but he couldn't think of anything manly enough off the top of his head.
"Cuddles okay." He gave Jordan a look that basically said I dare you to ******** comment.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 3:08 pm
Jordan didn't comment, but his grin widened. He shrugged expressively. "I guess we ought to let Harrison know Killer's here," he said, and pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Maybe he'll have some idea who brought the tank down here." Toshihiko Two Text to Harrison: Hey, Killer's tank is in the barracks, looks like someone's thinking about you.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2012 5:43 pm
"Yeah cause like, whatever happened to them..doesn't look very nice. Like, at all. Or maybe they just had to ******** slay their way to him and its other people's blood on their hands" either way he wasn't entirely sure why someone would do it. "Does Harrison have like mafia links or some s**t? Cause I can't see why someone would murder their way to a little horse to save it?"
Or maybe he had some sort of admirer or something. That actually annoyed Rep even more than if he was just a mafia don in disguise.
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