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 Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 9:12 pm
Regardless of the poison in her stream, a certain mist huntress could be found prowling around the complex for someone to stalk. Her training had doubled and she wanted to reach mist huntress far sooner than her body was prepared for.
And in order to do that, she needed to finish the mist trainings Candace had set up for them.
As such now, one green eye landed on a hunter who was....
Well okay he wasn't odd since hello Island, but he was different considering Island residents. Especially with that mask on. She was watching you sir.
Yes she was watching you, from the bushes.
*_*Quote: Mist trainee, please roll 1d8 with each post. Both players must respond accordingly! Roll a 1: You learned how they take their coffee. Nice. This is valuable information. Roll a 2: You learned which bathroom they use...good job? Roll a 3: You learned something new, but it's not too exciting. Roll a 4: You learned a secret! Nice! Roll a 5: They disappeared for a few minutes but eventually came back looking slightly disheveled. Wait, what? Roll a 6: You observed a not commonly known habit. Not bad. Roll a 7: You learned something pretty interesting! Roll an 8: Whoa. That's a scandalous piece of information! Good on you...maybe? The Victim let's face it you're kind of a victim here. Please roll 1d20 with each post. If you are a Mist Trainee, a roll of 1 - 10 means you are safe. 11 - 20 means you've been noticed! Please roll 1d10 to escape! Odds mean you escape successfully..so...may the odds be ever in your favor. If you are an Intermediate Mist Trainee, a roll or 1 - 15 means you are safe. 16 - 20 means you've been noticed! Please roll 1d10 to escape! Odds mean you escape successfully! If you are caught but successfully roll an escape you may either continue follow the same hunter or move on!
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 9:18 pm
Even with Kaiju Insanity Titans floating around, the island made a fascinating little place to sneak around and explore - especially when there was so much wreckage to get into. Broken buildings, ruined houses, the top of the life labs where he probably shouldn't have been.....
But his knee was feeling a lot better that day than it had in a while so Solmon had decided to do a bit of exploring, taking a running start up the side of a broken down wall out in the town, settling on the edge before scaling it up to a higher vantage point to look out at everything.
Phew! He could definitely tell where things had been around there. Quite a bit of wreckage.
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 8-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-8)
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 9:28 pm
Now he was climbing things? Nevada followed after him, her breath only short when she reached a safe spot from the top, breathing heavily.
/shush or you'll be found....AGAIN./
YOU SHUSH.
She studied the hunter longer, noticing that his face was mostly covered, but couldn't tell if that was a tattoo that was the bottom half of his face. Or he was really dark skinned, or his stubble was very dark and very uniform and nice....
Demon_Pachabel Roll an 8: Whoa. That's a scandalous piece of information! Good on you...maybe?
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demon_pachabel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 9:51 pm
Standing to look out over the destruction from his vantage point, Solomon couldn't help but admire it a bit. To just stomp things until they were destroyed like that - the mere thought of it had his insides flinching in a gut reaction as he reached into his pocket, pulling an orange bottle out of it and unscrewing the cap of it before looking into it and frowning. Immediately he reached back into his pocket and pulled out another one, looking into it.
Then there was a third one. He didn't even seem to debate much about mixing between the bottles before he popped a few of the pills into his mouth and shoved the bottles back into his pocket - except for the first which was tossed to the side. A look at it would show a prescription for the name 'Alexander Loch'....Hmmmmm. Once he was done with his little pharmacy visit, however, he fixed the looped set up his hair had been put into to keep it from wanting to snag on things.
Seriously, a girl who liked brushing would have probably loved his hair.
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 8-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-8)
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 10:03 pm
Nevada too looked at the destruction from her vantage point, but the titans held a different sort of attention. A brief one. They floated outside of their barrier where they were safe....for now.
And until she completed her trainings, she wasn't likely to do anything about them.
Her chin came to rest in her hand as she made her seating spot comfortable, watching with interest as he pulled a orange bottle out. She hadn't seen that in forever, and with the Island relying on weapons for healing rather than painkillers, she was a bit surprised. She didn't even get that when she had been dealing with the loss of her left eye.
He tossed one, then a second that came rolling to her spot, her hand coming out to catch it. The name Alexander Loch splayed on it, and she wondered if she had met the owner of them. Between the bottle and the hair and the visor, Nevada felt like she was watching some sort of Pandora's box. It held a great powerful treasure but...at what cost hmmm? She scooted closer.Demon_Pachabel Roll a 1: You learned how they take their coffee. Nice. This is valuable information.
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demon_pachabel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 10:14 pm
Watching the titans was only so entertaining for a while, so while Nevada got the honor of watching Solomon just stare out for about twenty minutes, Solomon did eventually lose interest, instead jumping down from his vantage point with very little bracing (but a rolling landing) to head back inside.
Inside where it was kind of gross, if Solomon had to be honest. Mostly because when there was a lack of power, there was also a lack of proper hygiene to go around god why did he have to wake up during this. Not to say people were purposely awful but - okay they might have been having to take less than a shower a day against their free will less the secret police be called in to haul them all away.
But more than that, the hall sort of had that lingering 'coffee forever' smell, and while he could understand those who did drink the stuff, Solomon just gave the machine a leery look. In fact, the entirety of the cafeteria got a similar look, but the coffee machine got a very pointed why do you exist frown for, well, existing.
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 8-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-8)
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 10:27 pm
She was starting to fall asleep in her spot, her head drooping from the lack of movement on either of their parts. It'd be easy for her to just nap if she just stretched a little-Oh wait never mind, he was on the move.
She waited a couple of minutes as he disappeared before going to the edge he had been looking and watched as he landed with a roll.
No way was she doing that. She crawled from her spot slowly, creeping along behind them and tucking her hands in her short overalls, pretending that she was just a hunter passing by.
Like Solomon, she was having a hard time adjusting the questionable habits of hunters and their cleanliness, but was pleased to shout to the world that whether the water be cold or hot, she would shower every day.
Because unlike Solomon, her hair was far longer and maybe just a bit thicker and it caught things easily. It was a complicated mess of needing to keep it clean and free of debris that had her showering.
She coughed a little as she followed him down the hallway, her nose scrunching up at the smell of coffee. The closer they got to the cafeteria, the stronger the sludge of hell smelled, and she had to pinch the bridge of her nose to keep from making herself sick.
It wasn't that she was like allergic or anything, but Coffee was evil and shouldn't be given to girls like herself who ran on low energy.
She made sure to mark that Solomon gave an equally dry look to it and assumed that he didn't like it much either. Fantastic. They'd get along well.....
After she was done following him.Demon_Pachabel Roll a 4: You learned a secret! Nice!
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 8-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 10:28 pm
Roll for above okay, Already saw the coffee
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demon_pachabel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 10:35 pm
Solomon was attempting to dismantle the machine with his mind powers for only a few seconds before silly things like 'emergency rations' came into play. Ultimately, Solomon just picked up something that looked the least dangerous and filled up a bottle with water to settle in with. Hey, maybe he'd lose some wei- oh wait, that wasn't a good thing when he was already a string bean of a man compared to some lugging masses of muscle that were also in his division.
Yeesh.
Still, with a nice window to sit next to while eating, Solomon couldn't help but give the room a cautious look before he pushed his visor up and enjoyed ('enjoyed') a questionable meal in the third circle of hell.
However, the flash of green eyes was very brief before he suddenly brought it down again, shooting another suspicious look around him - he could feel eyes on him.
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 10-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Sep 25, 2013 10:38 pm
Nevada had slinked a little closer into the cafeteria, avoiding the large pool that was Allan's gift to the hunters, and closer to the kitchen aspect of the large area. She may have grabbed a packet of some kind of MRE to pretend to blend in.
And got a good view of his face, well what she could see of it. The visor was a big cockblock on the whole judging his face - wait....was...was he taking it off? Her hand's froze, the MRE snack breaths away from her mouth as she inhaled sharply. Would she get to see the hunters face? Witness a rare world wonder?
Was it a wonder at all? Did he show his face? The thoughts preoccupied her, and as she watched it go back up, she was pretty sure she caught a glimpse of green before it was slammed back down and he was looking around warily.
s**t s**t s**t s**t. She took a bite of the MRE and straightened. Be cool. her face slid into a lazy smirk as she came to his table and slid in the seat across from her, still smiling at him through one heavy lidded eye.
"Hi there Handsome." She commented, "Enjoying the view?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 5:49 am
Nevada might have just played that off well enough that Solomon didn't just sit there and suspect this lovely lady joining him at his table had been following him around a bit. Which she had been but he hadn't seen her until about a minute ago, so that was at least two points down her alley.
"A little bit. I'm actually surprised at how quickly things seemed to have resumed being 'normal' around here after that thing from the other night." He frowned a bit before taking a swig of his water. Mmmm water. "How about you?"
...Solomon she hadn't even been looking out the window. In fact, he seemed to realize that in about the same manner one does when they say 'You too' to the ticket man at the theater when they tell you to 'enjoy the show'. Which is when palm went to visor. "I mean, erm...I-" He made a light grumble of a noise. "Are you finding small pleasures in the day as well, Miss Pretty Stranger?"
Beautiful save there.
Aren was rolling with laughter in his head.
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 10:35 am
Oh that was good, Nevada would pride herself later on her stealth of PLAYING it off. But he was new so...maybe not too much credit though because....then she'd get a big head.
Speaking of heads, hers tilted a bit at his response. "You'll get used to it I think. You get used to a lot of things on the Island after awhile. Even death becomes less of a big deal. One day to the next." Optimistic? In a sense yes. After being her for a year, she had learned quickly how easy it was really to get use to things.
She watched his hand go to the visor, his voice grumbling and making her smile widened all the more. Ah so he caught her drift now. Oh and a compliment, well she adored those.
"I do indeed. It's not everyday that a new trainee pops up, and blesses our hunter grounds." She crossed her leg, leaning a bit over the table. "I really like the mysterious ones you know. Did you know, you have a startling pair of green eyes that I am sad I can't see hidden behind this little thing?" She reached up to touch the edge of it. "I'm a sucker for green eyes." She chuckled, completely at ease. Her face wouldn't show the bluff she might be playing here. She had only less than a second to catch a glimpse of anything after all.
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 11:23 am
Solomon couldn't help but frown at the idea that death would become something he'd get used to. "Well that's kind of a shame, actually." he answered, scratching the visor where one would scratch the side of their temple. "But living in the moment and not worrying about the future doesn't sound like a bad idea to me." he picked right up, as to not dwell on how the whole 'dying' thing would work out. Jordan had told him he'd be on the front lines, after all, so he'd have to live with the idea that one of those deaths could easily be his.
"Well, I can't say I know what you mean. Looked to me like several trainees woke up recently - unless you're just saying I'm the nicest one to look at." He punctuated this with a cheeky grin, leaning one elbow on the table as he watched Nevada curiously. The nice thing about his visor was that she couldn't see where those green eyes she was talking about were looking. They mostly lingered on that eyepatch she wore, pondering what had happened there. Not that a little bit of wear like that made her any less lovely to him.
Then again, his tastes were also tainted by older sisters who were big strong women so that might have just been an added bonus.
He put his hand back over the visor, frowning a bit. "Well, I'm afraid that's all you'll get to see for the time being, Miss Pretty Lady." His voice was teasing, despite the frown. "Toll to put the bridge down is a little steep so it doesn't happen often."
Bullshit.
You're just going to play along with the mysterious card to see if she stays interested, huh?
He totally is going to. Geez, Skyman. Just take it off.
You're not hiding anything interesting under here.
Seriously.
Could you shut up?
Never.
Never.
Aren was helpful in his dual-personality way.
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 12:29 pm
He was right in many ways, because of the visor, she couldn't see where he was looking nor what he was thinking. It was silly to assume that eyes led a big conclusions in thought processes and behaviors but they weren't called windows to the soul for a reason. She'd have to make do reading him by his body motions and tone oh voice, and be considerably intrigued by what was underneath all of it. A chuckle escaped, her head turning a bit just to think of all the new ones around. "I'd be lying if I said you were the best, because I honestly believe that feud finds the prettiest women and dashing men to fight the cause. Or you could say I'm not picky." She really wasn't. Looks were nice but it was what was underneath it all than got her. She grinned in return, leaning back. "A man of secrets? Or perhaps the visor is also there just for looks. Ahhhh the sweet bitterness of forever being curious and knowing nothing." She sighed. "I'm Nevada, like the state, and part of the mist division." She held her hand out. "And if you haven't had it yet, welcome to deus." demon_pachabel tag...from phone from work idec.
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 1:11 pm
"Ouch." Solomon slapped his chest with two open palms in a mimicry of being hurt - though his tone betrayed that he was simply joking. "Well, if you have to live and die with people, might as well get the ones that are nice to look at." He answered after that. "Even if some may just be pretty to look at and not nice in any way beyond that." He didn't have anybody particular in mind with that statement, however, instead just making it as a general observation. Maybe he'd just been lucky to meet interesting and engaging people thus far.
Her sighing counter-teases about the visor were met with a small laugh on his part. "Maybe I'll give you an answer someday if you ask really nice." he answered, before reaching out to take her offered hand and giving it a firm shake. "Well, Miss-Pretty-Lady-Nevada, it's nice to meet you. I'm Solomon, which isn't on the map I don't think, Sun Division." With an added smile he continued, "And thank you for the welcome."
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