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 Posted: Thu Aug 29, 2013 12:49 pm
[ The Hoard ]
>> Location: Second Floor, Room 243
The hoard itself is sealed with as much security as Rep could possibly manage, multiple locks and hinges reinforced against hunter strength as least as far as he was capable. Inside is an accumulation of skins, skulls, miscellaneous broken items and a large number of stacked boxes and crates. In the explosion of mess there are even a few industrial wooden pallets.
The smell is almost inhuman, a festering rotting mix of meat and mould.
But what is important is what is safely stowed in the boxes and crates.
>> This Thread
In this thread people can easily barter s**t for what Rep has in stock. He accepts IOUs to a limited extent if you have something to pawn for value but mostly he wants money. Basically in this time of trial, this is where you can get the "essentials" like alcohol, smokes, chocolate, hot chocolate. He even has a selection of various groceries. Its hit or miss whether he would actually have what you need but it never hurts to ask.
If you want to buy/trade anything. Just post your char coming to the room to ask. They could hear about it, see posters, whatever. I'll reply asap, ignore timelines ok. Its just to get loots for when you need them.
>> Takings
$0
No items.
>> Stock
Alcohol
$30 for a six pack of beer
$60 for a bottle of whisky
$70 for specific liqueurs
Cigarettes
$20 a pack
Confectionery
$20 a bar
Some varying hygiene items
Other miscellany
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 3:38 pm
Rin approached the door, already all too aware of how god awful his collection can be - but as horrible as it may sound - used to it. She cleared her throat before knocking softly.
"You in yet?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 3:45 pm
From inside the room there came a clatter of boxes being clambered over and footsteps to the door, there was a sound of each of the five bolts being slid aside and it swung open. Rep was dressed in what looked like a butcher's apron with a bear skull on the table, with only some of the rotted flesh hacked off with the meat cleaver he'd stuck in the table.
Horrifyingly there was a sandwich half eaten on the table alongside it. Apparently he was eating lunch while he worked.
"Sup?" he asked. Since the AC in the dorms had gone out, the hoard only smelled worse than it ever had.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 3:49 pm
Rin gave a short hacking cough at the burst of stench that slapped her in the face as the door was opened. Once she regained her composure she held up a brown paper bag that looked like someone's lunch. "I have something ready for you."
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 3:57 pm
He couldn't grin any harder if he tried at the bag the huntress held up. "If that's what I ******** think it is. You are a ******** darling." He still possessed all of the other him's memories, so he knew what it was that she'd brought him, and was deeply pleased to have it. It was still difficult not to think of his Rin when he looked at her though, that odd feeling again of two people in overlap unsettling every time.
The hoard itself was almost intolerable, disorganised and full of crap but at least it was a space where he could hack things up. He was used to torture rooms rank with the smell of suffering, so the hoard itself wasn't impossible to tolerate, the thing that mostly offended him about it was how cheap everything was.
"I'm grateful. Is there anything you need? I hear the erm. Portals? Are down."
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 4:05 pm
A pleased smirk curled across Rin's face. Not every day she got to hear Rep sound this... um. Happy. It also brought back distant and vague memories. "You should know I remember the same time and place you do... and this." She winked at him as she passed the bag over willingly. "Is exactly what you think it is."
She tapped her chin thoughtfully at his offering however, "Whiskey for certain. I don't mind a bit of mint aeros and... is there any chance you have hot sauce?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 4:21 pm
"Thank <********>. It's no blue, but it'll do." he said, taking the back and neatly stowing it with care in one of the empty chests.
He beamed at her. "Nae bother." and hurriedly rummaged through some more of the absolute chaos that was the room, it was a miracle he could find anything. She was eventually handed four bottles of whiskey, three large aero bars and some red rooster sauce.
"Only have c**k sauce. It'll have to do. And that's most of my aeros. Make it all last, we don't know how long things will be down."
He really hated this place. He missed the lavish luxury he was used to.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 4:40 pm
"I'm so calling it that everytime Melvin tries to use any. Worth it." Rin looked smug as hell. "Of course." She sat everything down to unwrap one between her hand and teeth and broke off a piece, popping it in her mouth and then breaking off a second piece to offer him. "It's been a long time, my Queen." She wasn't teasing him.
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 4:58 pm
"He can enjoy every meal with some of my c**k sauce." he said with a grin. "Though he'd be welcome to the literal translation of that too. I'm only in here ******** hacking up dead s**t because no bugger on their entire ******** island'll sleep with me."
At the offer of chocolate however, he took it without hesitation - or regard for his filthy hands - and tossed it back, trying very hard not to think about hygiene. That only mattered at home, this wasn't him. This wasn't his body, what did he care what he did to it?
He nodded to her still straight backed and proud, a queen didn't curtsey. "A pleasure. If only it was within my kingdom it should be better."
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 5:16 pm
"I think a lot of people are afraid of what will happen when you are no longer Queen Rep. The Rep that belongs here would be absolutely furious with anyone who went for it. That is my reasoning at least." She watched as the queen devoured the piece of chocolate despite gooey festering blood on his hands. She was sure that would have made Melvin scream like a little girl to do. A worst nightmare even. "We should meet again soon sometime. When you aren't busy working."
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Posted: Sat Aug 31, 2013 8:31 pm
"I keep hearing that from ******** people all over the place. I get it. I can't get any ******** sex because this me is a ******** prude." he sighed heavily. "I'll live. Somehow."
He gave her a genuine grin regardless. "Aye. Sounds good. When its no boom time."
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Posted: Sat Sep 21, 2013 7:49 pm
Peyton had seen better days. The first half of her day hadn't been bad. She'd started with a jog, and had gone from that straight into training. That's where things had taken a turn for the worst, and within an hour of arriving on the training field she'd wound up in the infirmary after having her arm damn near cleaved off at the shoulder. Now, many hours later, she was making her way back to the dorms, to the safety of her room. It had been stitched and bandaged up, and currently her left arm was being. Her entire body was one giant ache, but the waves of grinding pain that radiated from her shoulder was it's own special little slice of hell. supported by a sling. It was making her sick, but they hadn't given her anything to take the edge off. Which is why, after entering the long hall of the dorms, Peyton had instead turned towards the stairs and headed upwards. Life hadn't given her any painkillers, but maybe Rep had something in his horde. If not some asprin, then at the very least a stiff drink. When she reached the door she knocked, then moved sideways so she could lean against the wall while she waited for him to answer.
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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 7:54 am
Rep had been spending a lot longer in the hoard - in his official room - since Harrison had somehow decided he was a mage, as a result it had gotten more organised simply out of necessity of having to move around through it. The lack of AC however meant that it smelled like absolute hell warmed up, a factor which Rep seemed completely oblivious to.
When the door was knocked, he answered promptly, swinging it open, as always dressed in what looked like a bloodstained butcher's apron. Behind him in the candlelit dark, he had a skin stretched out flesh side up and seemed to have been scraping it clean with a knife. He raised a brow, but his posture wasn't hostile.
"How can I help you?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 11:35 am
It was the smell that hit Peyton first, and she pulled a face before she could stop herself, pale eyes flicking past the tall red head in the door way and into the room itself. They lingered on the animal skin, then rolled up to take in the blood stained apron before finally settling on his face. Had it been any other day she would have commented. Something dry and witty, but for the life of her she couldn't come up with anything clever. "I don't suppose you have anything in there that would take the edge off?" She sounded hoarse, as if she'd abused her voice for the better half of the morning. She had. "My shoulders full of stitches, and it hurts like hell."
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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 4:41 pm
Rep looked Pey over thoughtfully, taking in the sling and the extent of her injuries. She looked fresh out of the infirmary and he felt a twinge of sympathy for her. He knew the feeling and had probably been the source of the feeling for one too many people in the past. "That ******** sucks." he commented. "At least if its full of stitches it sounds like there's a solid chance you'll keep it. Small blessings, you lose an arm in Sun, you have a good chance Simon will put you down like a lame racehorse." He aimed a finger-gun at his temple.
"But aye, the cheap ******** over there don't give out painkillers unless you kiss up. I actually do have some over the counter s**t I grabbed on leave. Co-codemol, asprin, paracetamol. Also weed. And alcohol. The question is what are you paying with? "
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