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 Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2014 2:35 pm
Claude rolled her eyes briefly as she came to a stop in front of Chance's door, and rapped her knuckles on the wood. It was a weird thing to think about, but Claude was actually kind of...looking forward to the act of asking someone if he wanted to spend some time with her. Sparring. Hrm. This was different. How could there be something positive on Deus? It was rather odd. She had just been so used to being annoyed and wanting to avoid everyone it was different to actually enjoy someone's company (aside from Lex's of course).
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2014 7:14 pm
Chance was in the middle of reading when the knock came at his door. He languidly stretched his arms, lowering the book, and pushed himself up slowly, tilting his head from side to side to work the kinks out of his neck. Slipping his feet over the side of the bed, he stood up and padded over to the door, which he opened while in the middle of a yawn.
"Ah. Captain."
A lazy smile crept onto Chance's face. He was still wearing his pajamas, which consisted of a pair of black flannel pants and a slightly-too-big, long-sleeved shirt that draped over his fingers.
"What brings you to my humble abode?" he asked lightly, leaning against the door frame.
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2014 9:05 pm
After knocking Claude hooked her thumbs into the jeans she wore today, waiting. She stared at the wood grain for a big before the door was answered and she was silent for a moment as she took in the appearance of the trainee who answered the door. A soft chuckle slipped past her lips. "Here I thought I was about to make plans for the day...and your's hasn't even started yet." She was also amused at the nickname. She wished she readily had one off hand for Chance...she'd have to think about it.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2014 7:29 pm
"I was awake," said Chance, in mild protest, though it wasn't really much of one. He glanced back into his sparsely decorated room and then back at Claude, smiling. "I was just reading, though I don't know if that really counts as actually getting started on anything."
He shifted a little, eyebrows raising.
"You come here for a reason, or just because you felt like seeing my evil villain lair? Either way is fine by me, but I might need to hide the manacles under the bed and stow away my list of evil villain names."
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2014 7:51 pm
Claude made a sound that didn't seem convinced at his claim but she didn't really believe he was sleeping. She was just teasing. Actually seeing Chance still in his pajamas made her wonder the last time she just had a relaxed day. She couldn't remember. "Isn't that a reason too?" She asked with a tilt of her head just to be a smart a**. "But evil villain huh? I knew you were too good to be true." Her lips quirked up into a smirk. "Pliable Pajama Pants?" She ventured in regards to a possible villain name before coming around to her original intent to knocking on his door in the first place. "Actually I was going to ask if you'd be up for another spar but..." Claude trailed off for a moment. "Rain check?" He seemed geared towards having a chill day and if he was reading and lounging then that was perfectly okay. He deserved that.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2014 8:14 pm
Chance's smile widened a little. "I'm honored you think I'm good at all," he said lightly, stepping away from the door and padding over to his closet. "And if you're going to be sassy about it, Captain, I'll throw you in the brig."
The last part was accompanied by a smirk tossed over his shoulder, Chance reaching to peruse the (sparse) contents of his clothing wardrobe. "What a terrible name that is. The acronym would be PPP, that's awful. And a spar is just fine, I'm down for a spar, it's better than what I've been doing, at least."
He pulled a teal colored shirt from a hanger and draped it over one arm.
"Gimme a few minutes, and I'll be ready."
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2014 11:36 am
She raised a hand, as if to tell Chance to calm himself. "Don't let it go to your handsome head." She smirked, and then let out a chuckle. "Mutiny isn't tolerated, and any sign of it and I'll have you walking the plank." She wagged a ringed finger at him briefly, and couldn't help but feel pleased that he was agreeable to a spar. "Indeed. I'll have to think up something else..." Claude trailed off for a moment before she continued. "So if I'm the Captain...what does that make you?" She already had a thought in mind: Cabana Boy, but she kept that to herself. For now. She also thought about being a smart a** again and leaning in the door way to indicate she was going to watch him undress, but she nodded, and then stepped back. The trainee then took to leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 6:39 pm
A smirked passed across his face, Chance unable to resist adding, "Oh, so I'm handsome now too, am I? You're such a flatterer, Captain, I appreciate it. But alas, I'll refrain from pushing the matter, walking the plank is definitely not a matter I take lightly."
He had his head in his closet, so his voice was muffled as he called out, "First mate? Cabin boy? Lieutenant sounds pretty appealing..."
Straightening, Chance tossed the new clothes onto his bed and pulled off his pajama shirt without a second thought. He hadn't cared about changing when Finn had been in the room, and he didn't care now, clearly unfazed by having an audience. The delicate lines of a constellation tattoo ran up one side of his ribs, and a series of stars were imprinted on the other side, soon to be hidden as Chance pulled the clean shirt over his head. A pair of artfully torn jeans came next and then he sat on the bed to tug on his boots.
"I'm decent," he said with amusement, only half serious because really that word was subjective.
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Posted: Fri Nov 28, 2014 7:31 pm
"I don't believe in flattery." Claude relied in earnest. "It's a waste of breath." So she thought he was handsome, and it was true. "Cabana boy." She offered, since Chance was listing off positions and threw in Cabin boy. She did give that some thought though. Hrm. What would Chance be... Well, okay, she had to be real. She did sneak a peek, and when she 'snuck a peek', it meant a long look. Just being appreciative. Briefly, she couldn't help but wonder if Chance, too, was part of the male preference club Deus seemed to have going on. It truly was torture, she mused. So many attractive men and many of them not interested in women. True torture. Eventually her gaze had wandered back to one of her rings, and when Claude heard his voice again she moved into sight. "Oh really?" She asked, and then clucked her tongue before jabbing a thumb at the door. "Ready whenever you are, sailor."
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kuropeco rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2014 4:23 pm
"Oh, good," said Chance agreeably. "I never put much stock into exaggerations or sugarcoating things. Telling it like it is, is a much better strategy, so while we're on the subject of me being handsome, you are pretty gorgeous yourself."
It was said as simply and openly as could be, as though he was discussing the weather. Cabana boy made him snort. Chance finished tying his left boot and switched to the one on the right, crossing one leg over the other to reach his foot. "No, not really," he deadpanned. "I'm never really very decent."
He stood up, both feet on the floor, and snagged a (non-division) coat, sliding his arms into the sleeves. "Let's go, Captain, lead the way."
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Lucyal rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2014 4:49 pm
What was this...a break in the clouds? Could Chance be good looking and into women too? Claude thought about expressing her relief that all the good looking guys weren't strictly into other guys, but decided against it for now. "I try." She replied, smirking lightly. "Oh, good, because decency is boring." She gave him a two finger salute and pushed off the wall to head out of his room, idly noting she should have ditched her hunter jacket and be cool like Chance. The feeling that they needed to be in their coats at all times seemed to be pounded into them though...that definitely needed to be ignored. Okay. "Making quick stop." She informed the trainee, and veered off to her room. She opened her door, which was as sparse as Chance's right now, and pulled off her coat and chucked it into her room. She'd get it later, and instead closed her door. "Alright." Now they could go. Some quick strides to the training field later, Claude summoned her weapon, and pulled up of the sleeves of her tunic shirt with the other. "After you, Chance."
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2014 9:57 pm
"I don't think you'd have to try too hard," said Chance, as mildly as ever, and flicked a look in Claude's direction that was almost a smirk. They stopped at her room first - it seemed as though she was taking a page from Chance's book, because she came back without her official coat (Chance had only been on the island a few months and already had ditched the idea that they needed to wear it 24/7).
When they finally reached the field, Chance summoned his bow with ease, twirling the weapon in between his fingers as he turned back around to face Claude.
"Of course, milady," he said with a dramatic bending over in a melodramatic bow, rising with a grin on his face. Chance delicately pulled an arrow into existence, notched it in the wire, and then not-so-delicately still delicately released it towards her.
HP: 40
DMG: 1lucyal and so it starts /wheezes
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 6:29 am
The vote of confidence was much appreciated. Granted, she had to give him a rather wide smirk at the theatrics he was putting on before getting this spar going, because she'd be nothing but honest. The theatrics that happened hit harder than their actual weapons. Case in point, as Chance notched an arrow, and she fired off her pistol, only to miss him by a mile again. Claude stared at Chance with a poker face for a long moment, her pistol still raised in the air. "You don't think they'll take us out back and put us down, do you?" She mused. HP: 39 / 40
DMG: 0 idekuroopu /in tears already All I want for Christmas is for them to have better 2d8s fklwefklwkw /dying
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2014 4:30 pm
There was a moment of silence in which Claude looked at Chance and Chance looked at Claude.
"Well," he said slowly. "I certainly hope not. It's almost Christmas; it would be a shame to be put down so close to the holidays; we'd miss out on the pie, and that is truly a tragedy."
He fiddled with the bow, pulled an arrow, and fired it - and to his utter surprise, it soared straight towards Claude's torso, a dead hit.
"Well. How...unexpected."
HP: 40
DMG: 7
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Dec 10, 2014 5:42 pm
Claude gave him a small shrug. "I don't know...the higher ups strike me as the type to say 'bah humbug' before putting a bullet between our eyes." She then gave him a crooked smirk, because the thought of 'well Chance, if you're worried about missing out on pie, I've got some you can munch on'...and that was way too ******** corny and below her standard, but she'd keep it in her head, and be amused. That was terrible. "First Christmas on this shi--" Then she got pegged in the torso, and it actually stung. Claude staggered back on her feet, and pressed a hand against the spot before she straightened herself. "Payback for the other spar, I assume." She teased. "Chance...you better be nice, or you'll make it onto Santa's naughty list." She informed him with a dead pan tone, but accompanied it with a quick wink as she fired her pistol at him. HP: 32 / 40
DMG: 3kuroopu fkwkjlefw U GO CHANCE /z snaps
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