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 Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 6:35 pm
Otto walked the halls, backpack slung over his shoulder. He had only a few things to hand out after his trip. Peyton had given him a short list of groceries, Gale a small order of things. Whoever he saw first, really.
The teen made his way towards the dorm halls. His mind was fairly busy, as it tended to be lately. His weekend of solitude had helped alleviate a great deal of stress. That didn't mean he was cured of all his worries and pondering, though. At some point he stopped walking, staring out a window, completely lost in thought.
Anyone passing by probably thought he was sleeping with his eyes open or something.
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 7:05 pm
A soft poke poke to Otto's arm was hopefully enough to break whatever spell he was under, but in case it wasn't Peyton filled the silence that stretched through the hall. "Welcome home, Cus. How was your leave?" She was trying to go about interacting with everyone as if she hadn't woken up naked more or less in taym's lap surrounded by an entire hallway full of other naked people. So far she was doing an okay job of it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 7:10 pm
Otto blinked, coming back to Earth once Peyton poked him. Oh good, he'd been looking for her. The entire kitten fiasco was hard to forget, but he tried not to let it interfere. After all, every one of them had been naked. So what was there to be embarrassed about? Well, save for Tuck and Taym. Lucky bastards. "It was good." He answered vaguely. It had been up and down, really. But over all he'd needed it. "Uh... I got the stuff you wanted..." Otto slipped off the bag, holding it out. Inside was a grocery bag with the things she had requested.
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 7:37 pm
Peyton offered a fond smile to her cousin as he looked down at her, rocking back on her heels as she tucked hands into her back pockets. "Good! I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." He'd seemed so down lately, it seemed like a break away from the island was just what he needed. As the bag was offered out to her she took it, peeking inside at the groceries he'd picked up for her. "Excellent. I'm gunna have Taym make some bomb a** grilled cheese sandwiches. He promised." She slipped the strap over her own shoulder. "So what are you up to today now that you've handed off the goods?"
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 7:43 pm
"Um, work. Mostly." He murmured, rubbing his neck as his gaze went back to the window. He knew how to work, anyway. As far as cleaning duties went, it was straight forward, required little brain power, and he didn't have to talk to anyone. He really just did not know how to interact with others unless he was fighting with them, or talking about work. Damn. he really ought to suck it up and become a hermit. He had no idea how to have fun with other people. "Don't you have duties to get at?" Pods? Lighthouse? Haunted House? All the usual spots trainees and hunters were thrown to keep guard or whatever else. He'd figured she must have been on her way to or from such things.
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 7:57 pm
Work. That seemed to be the usual answer she received when asking what the men in her life were up to. She nodded, gaze drifting out the window he'd been staring through. "Yea, kinda. I mean Suns are mostly required to train, that's our main priority." They had other duties assigned to them, but not as frequently as the other divisions. "Training, staying in shape, keeping our skills sharp." Lips pursed, then an idea struck her. "I haven't faced off against a full hunter yet, well, I have. I fought Rep, twice, but he didn't have Tracy summoned. I haven't gotten to see what it's like to go head to head with one of you at your full power." Hint hint, nudge nudge.
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 8:02 pm
Sun hunters had it all. Their main focus was their bodies. Training them, honing their weapons. He wished... "Wish I'd been assigned to Sun..." He murmured lethargically. Then maybe he wouldn't feel so useless, so invaluable, so much of a failure. Death expected too much of him. He had nothing to offer, nothing he could add to the Division run by the Devil himself. His gaze dropped back down to Peyton. Damn she was short. Well, she'd always been short, but she just seemed even smaller. Maybe it was the whole having seen her naked thing. Guh... cousin. Not cool. "I get the hint." He lightly smacked the back of her head and headed out of the building. "C'mon. You got Tenya all riled up now. Let's spar."
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Beejoux rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 8:14 pm
"Couldn't you transfer?" They could, couldn't they? She'd heard about ti being done before, but maybe there was a limit, or a rule in place making it harder then she realized. Maybe. The smack to the back of her head made her grunt, and she shot the taller blonde a dirty look before lips split into a wide grin. "Don't have to ask me twice." She took a step to follow him, then paused, glancing back towards her room. "Lemme just drop this off, I'll meet you out there!" Without waiting for an answer she took off in the opposite direction, sprinting for her room so she could drop off the food. Then she was racing back up the hall towards the doors that lead outside, making a bee-line straight for the training field and Otto's slim figure. Warrick summoned before she'd even reached him. "You're probably going to kick my a**," she warned, laughing, though there was a definite competitive edge to her voice that hadn't been there a moment before. Peyton took her training seriously, and considered herself a pretty damn good fighter. Otto was probably going to win, but she wasn't going to make it easy on him.
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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 8:24 pm
"I would... but I mean.. I've been in Death for.." Since he woke up. How long ago was that now? "A long time. I dunno, it's probably too late." Usually only trainees switched over. He didn't know who to ask. He couldn't tell Caelius. He'd... hurt him.
He nodded and waved her off when she left, using the time she was gone to stretch his arms.
She came back, and he immediately summoned Tenya, all six feet of metal boomerang goodness. Jagged edges gleamed dangerously in the sunlight. "I won't go easy on you, that's for sure." Yes. Yes he was going to kick her a**.
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Bittiface rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 6
Total: 17 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 8:26 pm
Otto spared not a moment. He swung Tenya in the air into a spin before releasing her, hurling the jagged weapon across the field to strike his cousin down.
HP: 60
Damage: 11
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 8:35 pm
"You had better not," she warned, sinking into an easy crouch, as she eyed the giant boomerang that had to be Tenya. Good lord, that was huge! And looked pretty damn painful. Warrick was dwarfed, but whatever, she'd faced off against large weapons before. It wasn't the size that mattered, it was how you used it!
He hurtled the Tnya at her, and her only excuse for not responding to it fast enough was having not expected something that large to be that damn quick. it smashed into her, knocking her clean off her feet with a pained grunt before snapping back to her feet as if she had springs in her shins. "God damn." If she hadn't been smiling he might have thought she was pissed.
When she dashed forward, swinging at him, the spikes on her knuckles grazed over the hard surface of the boomerang, mostly harmless except for the edge of his arm she caught as her fist slid off the edge. She was going to have to do a hell of a lot better then that, or this was going to be a very short fight.
HP: 39
DMG: 1
CHG: 1/3 | 0/2
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Bittiface rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 8:42 pm
Otto caught the weapon as she returned, barely skidding back from the recoil at this point. Either his strength or their bond had made Tenya feel as light as air to the boy. Peyton's attack was blocked with the boomerang, barely feeling the small scrape to his arm.
With Peyton so close, Otto resorted to wielding the weapon like a baseball bat, knocking Peyton to the side.
HP: 59
DMG: 5
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 8:53 pm
The baseball swung edge of the boomerang smacked solidly into her arm, and though she tried to retaliate, the force of the blow pushed her far enough that her blade sliced through nothing but air.
God Damnit!
<Get it together Halfpint. I know it's your cousin, but you are going to loose this thing horribly if you don't ******** hit him back!.>
HP: 34
DMG:
CHG: 1/3 | 0/2
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Bittiface rolled 2 12-sided dice:
3, 11
Total: 14 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 9:02 pm
Otto barely had to try as he dodged her swing, side stepping her and slamming the weapon at her back
HP: 59
Dmg: 8
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 6
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Feb 16, 2014 9:05 pm
She wasn't usually this ******** awful at this, but right that moment she was not making her division look all that good. With a startled yelp she staggered forward, off balance, before digging her toe into the dirt and turning.
Losing wasn't something she was good at, and she never did so gracefully. Lip curling, she sank low, lunging at him with spiked knuckles aimed for the opening he'd left at his side. Slamming into his rib cage, points digging in before she twisted her wrist, tearing them fear and slicing with the curve of the blade.
HP: 26
DMG: 9
CHG: 2/3
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