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 Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 4:43 pm
They'd let him go early. They'd let him go early. A scheduling mix up resulting in too many hands on deck and not enough tasks to go around, and since Zeke had been in the middle of a double shift, he was the one that lucked out. It had been enough of a surprise that Zeke hadn't questioned it. Nor did he give them a chance to change their mind. The Mist had collected his bag from his locker, signed out, and walked his happy a** right the ******** out of there before anyone could so much as wave good-bye. It was the first time all week he'd left the damn infirmary with the sun still up, and that alone was enough to have him in high spirits. He could get an actual meal from the cafeteria, instead of questionable left overs or vending machine rations. He could go to sleep at a decent hour, and not sleep past noon. The possibilities were endless. It was even nice out. Nice enough that the Mist lengthened his usual walk back to the dorms by swinging around the training course. The scrubs he was still wearing might have made him stand out a bit, but really, Ezekiel didn't really give a ********. It was going to take a lot to spoil his his good mood.
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 5:10 pm
In scrubs or not, Claude wasn't prejudice. When Zeke made the (possible) mistake of swinging by the training fields, she was quick to capitalize on a new face that wasn't tired of seeing her's on the training field. "Hey." She called out to the other hunter in an even tone. Her pistol already summoned and the barrel was resting on the palm of her other hand. "Up for a spar?"
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Beejoux rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 5:20 pm
He didn't immediately respond to the beckon. Not because he didn't hear it, but because he had to think about whether or not he felt like putting off a shower and a change of clothes. In the end his head rolled in her direction, brows up and inquisitive, lips twisted thoughtfully. After a handful of seconds his shoulders came up in a lazy shrug, and he stepped off the path he'd been walking along, and onto the patchy grass of the training field. "Why not." Zeke had free time, now, what was half an hour? As Zeke drew closer he let the bag slip off his shoulder, and it was dropped rather unceremoniously on a bit of grass. Lagertha flared to life a second later, twin axs attached with a length of chain that he draped casually over his shoulders as he sized her up. Tall, very tall. Once upon a time Zeke had been the tall one. Here on Deus he was on the tail end of average.
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Lucyal rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 5:30 pm
A firm nod was given, and it was something of a relief that she didn't have to do hunting another person down for now. She took some steps back from the other in preparation, and eyed his weapon as it came into view. Hm. Axes. On a chain. This was the first time she was fighting something of that nature. She readied her pistol. "Claude." The trainee introduced herself. "Ready when you are."
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 5:34 pm
The handle of one ax slipped through loose fingers until he was holding it by the chain, and he gave his wrist a lazy flick, set it swinging back and forth in slow arcs. "Nice to meet you, Claude." Really, that remained to be seen, but it was the social norm that was expect. Zeke usually made the effort to play nice, at first. There was always the option to play dirty later. "Ezekiel." His grin widened as she invited him to make the first move, and if she thought a little distance would keep her safe from him, she'd be wrong. The swinging ax picked up in speed, and he brought the chair around n front of his body with a lift of the other arm. Then he was stepping forward, letting the chain slid through his fingers as it shot at her shoulder. HP: 40 DMG: 4 CHG: 1/3
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2015 4:05 pm
Claude did not return the sentiment, and just continued to stare at him impassively until something of interest make a brow quirk. "Is 'Zeke' short for that?" She asked, her tone even despite the question. A bit curious, yes. She tensed as the ax came her way and got her shoulder. Immediately after she returned fire, shooting at him. The trainee then got to moving, because as a long range fighter she couldn't stay in one spot. HP: 36 / 40
DMG: 4
Charge: 1 / 3 ; 0 / 2 spent
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 8
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2015 4:36 pm
His own brow rose at the question. "There are people that prefer that to my full name, yes." The why was there in the tone of his voice. He had not gone up against a firearm weapon yet. The shot took him in the shoulder, rolled it back, but didn't hurt as badly as he'd been expecting. Not a real bullet, though he wasn't entirely sure real bullets would do much better at this point. Not with his shield in place. Ax in hand again, he rushed forward, swinging at her stomach. Range was her friend, so Zeke was going to make it hard for her to maintain any sort of distance. HP: 36 DMG: 5 CHG: 2/3
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2015 4:45 pm
Hm. Claude thought back to her underwater observation duty with Ever, who had mentioned Zeke, and then followed it up with an obvious pause. She wasn't going to assume this was the one in the same, after all, there were quite a number on this Island, but it was a coincidence none the less. Sure, she could have asked for clarification, but that'd be fishing for information, and she didn't care that much. "I see." Was all she said in reply, getting pushed from the hit to the stomach. She continued to put distance between them, and finally whirled around on a heel to fire a shot at him dead on. HP: 31 / 40
DMG: 8
Charge: 2 / 3 ; 0 / 2 spent
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2015 5:07 pm
So she wasn't going to provide an answer unprompted. Pale eyes narrowed minutely, but she was moving again, sprinting away from him, and had enough of a head start to be able pull away. Not much, but enough to get her gun around and aimed. It hit him square in the chest, and this time it was like behind hit with a baseball bat. He staggered, coughing. Lashing out with one arm but cutting nothing but air. "Damn girl." He was smiling when he straightened though, the back of one hand rubbing over the spot she'd hit him. "So why do you ask?" Because now he was curious, and he had a tendency towards tenacity with things that intrigued him. HP: 28 DMG: - CHG: 2/3
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2015 9:41 pm
It was somewhat reassuring to know that maybe, just maybe, all this sparring she'd been doing was starting to pay off. She'd be able to evade the attack...but she couldn't say much for her aim. When she shot back at Zeke, she was shooting at the sky again. Sigh. She really wondered sometimes. "Curiosity." Claude replied simply to his question. While it was an honest answer, it was not the answer he was wanting, she was sure. HP: 31 / 40
DMG: 0
Charge: 2 / 3 ; 0 / 2 spent
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 4:10 pm
The shot sailed past his shoulder, and Zeke kept advancing undeterred. It should have been unnerving running head long towards someone pointing a gun at him, but somehow it wasn't. The Mist darted in, swinging both axes on a downward arch, and a grin slid along his lips as he felt them connect. "That's some damn specific curiosity." It didn't sound as if he believed her, and why should he? The way she'd phrased her question had been peculiar. HP: 28 DMG: 8 CHG: 3/3 lucyal I thought I tagged this! /fails forever
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 7
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 5:27 pm
She staggered back from the powerful hit, her lips twisting briefly. Taking a page out of her brother's sparring book, and instead of running again, Claude darted up to Zeke. She pressed the barrel of her pistol against his ribs and pulled the trigger, before she darted back and away from him. "It is." She agreed, because it was. HP: 23 / 40
DMG: 9
Charge: 3 / 3 ; 0 / 2 spent
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Beejoux rolled 7 4-sided dice:
2, 2, 4, 4, 1, 3, 1
Total: 17 (7-28)
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 5:51 pm
Thus far her strategy had been to try to maintain as much distance between them as much as was possible. So it was a little bit of a shock when she actually rushed into him, shoving the barrel of the gun in between his ribs. He had enough time to widen his eyes, lips parting to form a curve, but the sound never came as she pulled the trigger and sent him tumbling back with a hard thud against the packed ground. That had hurt. He was definitely going to have a bruise from that one. The Mist didn't stay down for long though. Using Lagertha as a crutch, Zeke climbed back to his feet with a grunt, rubbing the knuckled of one hand against his chest. It was tender, already sore. s**t. { Blow her away, Boil.} Laggy's voice purred through his head, low and dangerous, and a flicker of smile ticked at the corner of the man's lips. "So that's how it's gunna be, hmm?" Clearly she didn't want to tell him, and it wasn't as if he could actually make her. This time it wouldn't matter how far she ran away from him. Runes flaring, the Mist brought both axes together with a heavy swing, and from their meeting point a condensed swirl of hurricane force wind tore across the field at her. HP: 19 DMG: 15 CHG: 0/3 1/2
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Lucyal rolled 9 4-sided dice:
2, 2, 4, 2, 2, 2, 3, 1, 3
Total: 21 (9-36)
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 6:05 pm
Something was coming. She wasn't sure what yet, but the signs were there. Claude raised her pistol warily, narrowing her eyes briefly at Zeke, and she wasn't exactly prepared for what came her way. Claude hadn't encountered that kind of charged attack before, and it quite literally, blew her away. Also swept her off her feet as well. The trainee skidded across the grass with a small grunt, and rolled herself up into a crouch. That was a rather impressive hit, and she had one of her own to return. Claude braced her pistol with both hands, and unleashed her own charge. A volley of bullets showered the other trainee. HP: 8 / 40
DMG: T2 Swift Strikes - 10
Charge: 0 / 3 ; 1 / 2 spent
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 6:43 pm
The barrage of shots took him in the chest, the stomach, the face. It sent him staggering backwards and damn near knocked him off his feet a second time, but he managed to hold onto his balance by the skin of his teeth. Rushing at her, he swung, the the attempt went wide, not even grazing her arm as he tried to get the jump on her. HP: 9 DMG: CHG: 0/3
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