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 Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 2:46 pm
Shun was incredibly worn down, after all of the fighting that had occurred. He was able to relax a little outside of the gates, but he wanted to be able to crash in his own bed for awhile. Well, after he patched himself up to the best he could. Right now, he wouldn't be surprised if he was looking pretty damn horrible. At least wearing darker clothing hid any bloodstains he probably had at the time. So now, he was making his way through the reaper dorms, ready to do just that. However, as he was doing this, he heard cries of despair coming in from one of the rooms. He furrowed his brow at this, uncertain what to make of it. Perhaps more of the shadowlings were about? If they were in the dorms, they probably should be dealt with. They could potentially spread to other places... like his own room. Grimacing, he summoned his daggers and made his way towards the room. The voice inside was one he kind of recognized. Enzo, was it? Narrowing his good eye, he reached out for the doorknob, testing it. It was unlocked. Okay. Steeling himself for another fight, he threw the door open, ready to strike whatever shadows there may be.
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Posted: Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:54 pm
There was a crash, and a sudden snarl of "YOU LOUSY SONNOFA'-" followed by what sounded suspiciously like quiet tears.
The room in question had a strange, muted feel, as though upon stepping inside colors were immediately sucked out of the air. A swarm of rats abandoned ship, scampering around Shun's feet in fear of their enraged commander. The furnishings lay in ruins about the floor, scraps of thick fabric here and there and half-chewed plastic head forms lay scattered.
At hearing the subtle sound of the door, Enzo glanced up, red-faced and freckled cheeks tear-streaked as he glared daggers at whoever had entered unannounced. "IT AINT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE."
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 12:00 am
There was a lot of movement in the room, so Shun's eye was darting around as he was trying to pinpoint the exactly location of the threat. However, all he could see were swarms of rats... which were fleeing the room. Apart from that, the inside of this place was rather toned down as far as colors went. It was a little strange, but that wasn't what he focused on. His gaze soon fell upon Enzo, who looked like he had been crying. He saw no enemies in the area though. The Reaper gave another quick sweep, then relaxed a little. "This room isn't under attack then?" he muttered, dismissing the fact that the boy's face was streaked with tears. That, and he didn't know what the other reaper was yammering about. He didn't really care all too much.
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 12:05 am
Enzo set his jaw, straightening his shoulders a moment as he sniffed and wiped his cheeks quickly, "Not any more" He grunted, "Scared off the most of the stupid things." But his hats... alright, so a few pieces of furniture got chewed, and he was sure many schoolbooks were now useless but it wasn't like he had any attachment to them.
But so many hats...
His expression fell back into depression but he kept the waterworks at bay. "These was expensive," He moaned, picking up another tattered remains of a fedora that looked like it had seen the worst of something a lot bigger and hungrier than a moth. "They get you too, guy?"
Keep it nonchalant. Keep it together.
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 12:15 am
Letting out a light scoff at that response, he dismissed his daggers and relaxed. There was no point to get up and arms then. Shun supposed he was still a little on edge after spending the night fighting. "They did, and they were attacking other parts of the school," he murmured. He didn't think his room took too much damage, but he was going to have to go assess that soon enough. Taking a quick gander around, he noticed that Enzo was holding onto some shredded cloth. It might have been a hat at some point. Perhaps. "I heard a ruckus and was under the impression they had not all been defeated," he explained with a shrug.
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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 12:27 pm
"They was 'defeated' alright!" Enzo snarled, punching the air as though going after an invisible foe. "BULL. s**t. Is what that was!! I spent YEARS on this collection, man! YEARS!!" He quickly had turned to grab Shun by the jacket and give him a firm shake, as though to illustrate the anguish.
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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 12:50 pm
Shun grimaced lightly as Enzo grabbed a hold of his jacket. Slowly, he just tried to pry the boy's hands off of him. "Did what they ate truly mean so much to you?"Hats were hats right? Though, he supposed anything could have some value to different people.
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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 1:43 pm
Enzo glared at Shun as though the guy spoke blasphemy. "Hats make the man," He growled, looking him square in the eye as though he were crazy. He snorted, letting go before going back to his sad cleanup. "Don't worry," He mumbled to his poor, fallen accessories, "You will be avenged."
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Posted: Sun Apr 14, 2013 4:29 pm
Shun couldn't help but stare back at Enzo for that.The boy must really revere those hats more than he thought. It was... rather strange really. "An artifact of clothing should not determine that much about a person," he said plainly.
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 12:57 am
"Says YOU, Mr. Cool-Leather-Jacket!" Enzo snapped, his nose scrunching up as he glowered up at the older boil with a look of disapproving, exasperated, disbelief. "A man's clothes is his second SKIN, fella. Size a guy up just by lookin' at him most times. Guy sees a boil in a crisp, good suit, he KNOWS that's a real Big Six, you catch me? Wearin' rags is all well and good when you're on the down low, but don't tell me a Peacock aint wavin' that tail for nothin' when the birds come flyin' his way." He gave the other reaper a sudden shove, as though thems were FIGHTIN' words.
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 10:10 am
Shun kept his eye trained on Enzo as he began to go on about this, though he wasn't completely convinced. Sure, he liked his jacket and there were things he preferred to wear and not wear, but he wouldn't go as far as to say that the clothing made the man. "I would think personal skill would take precedent," he said plainly in response before he was shoved. His eye narrowed and he stepped back and pushed the boy in return. "And we aren't peacocks, by the way."
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 8:38 pm
Enzo kept his eyes narrowed as he at least backed off the older Reaper. "You, Shunny-boy, are a Man without a Hat." He huffed, finally, "You wouldn't understand." With that dismissive wave, the look of depression came back to his slender, freckled shoulders as he began to sweep up the debris with a foot.
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Posted: Tue Apr 16, 2013 11:19 pm
"I may be without a hat, but I have worn them," Shun retorted, sounding a little annoyed with the choice of name Enzo decided to use. "Well since you aren't in the process of being consumed, I suppose I should take my leave."
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 9:05 am
"Wait wait wait," Enzo sniffed again, collecting himself as he hurried after Shun before the other Reaper could bolt. "I actually wanted to talk to you about sommin'! You seem like a well together hooligan who won't say no to a bit of trouble, amirite?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 10:03 am
Pausing as Enzo stopped him, Shun turned back around and stared at the other Reaper. Hooligan? He supposed he could classify as one of those, even if he often didn't really go out of his way to cause trouble. "That depends. What do you have in mind?" he asked. It sounded like the boy was thinking of asking him to do something.
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