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 Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 6:28 pm
4:47AM - Dorms, Room 174
Curled up in her bed, quiet and still for once. Two minutes later she is startled awake by her own dream, which she remembers vividly enough to record. Abbi fumbles at her bedside table for a pen, actually managing to grab it, before she falls back asleep.
10:01AM - Dorms, Room 174
She wakes to the sound of her alarm (programmed on her phone to play a cute, peppy song from an anime she likes) and finds the pen still in her hand. There is also an elaborate scribble on her forearm where she has accidentally marked herself from having slept with the ballpoint pressed against her skin.
"Crapbaskets."
11AM - Infirmary
Resigned to wearing long sleeves to hide her scribbled shame, Abbi bounces into the Infirmary, and upon seeing someone being carried in on a gurney in critical condition, announces that today is a lovely day, a lovely, lovely day with no hint of sarcasm.
She is not assigned the new patient, and instead checks up on everyone else in the beds. When Abbi is done with that, she begins to tail various leads with fluttering eyes in hopes that they'll let her stitch somebody up. That's always a lot of fun.
3PM - Cafeteria
Lunch is Abbi's favorite meal because its like dinner except during the middle of the day, which suits her better. Because its the middle of the day it means she can engage in actual social interaction and by social interaction she means trying to bribe people into giving her an extra bag of chips.
6:23PM - Infirmary Broom Closet
They'll never find her here.
Not that they're looking. They told her to get out of their hair during the evening slump, so she did. Abbi was content to sit and hide and read her book in the closet.
If anyone asked, though, she had a really good reason for being in there.
8:11PM - Beach
Because of her wildly fluctuating work schedule in the Infirmary, Abbi has to get in her runs whenever she has time to spare. Sure, she could get up earlier and go for a jog, but like... When would she sleep in?
Exercise is important, but sleeping in is more important.
She did finally change out of her long sleeve shirt, but only for the duration of her run.
9:08PM - Training Field
It had been a toss up between going to the library or go training, but Abbi is really enjoying being outside and so she heads out to beat up a dummy.
Instead, she ends up sitting in front of it and talking to it like it was real. Beating up the dummies was fun, but training was too much of a hassle without a partner, and Abbi much preferred making up elaborate stories about the dummies.
Viveca talked too, but no one could hear that part.
11:56 - Dorm Hallway
She is wandering.
She has had a few drinks from her personal stash and does not want to be alone, but cannot decide who she wants to ask for company. The decision making part is difficult because actually asking someone to take time out of their day for her seems childish, or needy, or maybe it feels selfish, she cannot decide. It feels something, and in an effort to avoid it she wanders the hallways and tries to think of something to do. Maybe she will go to the cafeteria, someone should be there this late, probably. There's the library, but its so quiet, it would feel worse than this.
Maybe she will bother someone, just knock on their door... Maybe...
Quote: Name: Abbi Killian Journal: Ta-da!Division: Moon Rank: Intermediate Age: 19 Appearance: A cheerful looking young woman with an open, usually smiling face, a smattering of freckles, and two very bouncy orange pigtails. She tops off at 5'1" and usually wears cutesy clothing like pastel school uniforms, or shirts tastefully decorated with rabbits.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 7:45 pm
12:00 am - Infirmary
Done with his rounds with Zeke, Matt swung by to see how Abbi was doing on her shift in the infirmary. At this point he has his fourth cup of coffee in hand and darker circles under his eyes than earlier that morning.
"Hey Abbi, how are you?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 8:31 pm
10:30AM - DORMS
"What the ******** did you do to your arm." Cameron yawned as he passed by Abbi, in whatever she was doing.
He was curious about the marks though.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 9:14 pm
10:30AM - Dorms
The trip to the bathroom to wash off the ink had been unsuccessful. All her scrubbing only made the ink smear more so the splotch was larger and messier now, with little hints of shading. Distracted by how it was starting to form shapes, Abbi stopped in the middle of the hallway to inspect it, her wrist held up above her head.
"Huh... Looks kinda like the Mona Lisa if she was drawn by Akira Toriyama..." She mumbled to herself, twisting her wrist this way and that to make the scribbles take different shapes.
And then he was there.
At first Abbi jumped and clutched her arm to her chest. Then she frowned and hid the arm behind her back so he couldn't see.
"None of your beeswax, Faker!" It was her new, most affectionate nickname for Cameron now that she knew he wasn't a real ginger. She'd always known, she just finally had proof.
Noon - Infirmary
Stuck with the fantastic order to haul bandages to the laundry room, Abbi is glad for the doctor's coat they saddle her with when she arrives for her shifts. Now, of course, its white sleeves are stained rusty colors and she's considering switching it out when she hears her name.
"Hiya Matt!" Rolling up the sleeves to hide other people's blood, Abbi bounds over to him and immediately begins to tug the sleeves of her shirt underneath down. At least the right one.
"Oooh, that smells good is that coffee, can I have a sip, just a little one pretty please?" With the way she rapid fire asked that question she probably didn't need any... But she was giving him serious puppy eyes so could he really say no?
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 9:17 pm
10:30AM - DORMS
"Nothing sure seems like a lot of something, you little s**t." His passing came to a stop and then his brow raised over glasses.
"Excuse me, whose the faker?" He stared at her. What was she accusing him of now hmm?
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 9:31 pm
12:00 pm - Infirmary Still full of energy, Matt thought as he envied the fact she likely had more sleep then he had the night before. Honestly anyone did, he had none and it didn’t help dealing with Mark. He noticed the sleeve rolling and unrolling but didn’t concern himself with it, his own coat even new had enough issues. “Sure, it’s my fourth cup and I probably should drink it, or at least not all of it.” There was little he could do against Abbi’s puppy eyes; really there wasn’t a lot he could say no to with her anyways.
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 10:36 pm
6:23PM - Infirmary Broom Closet He had just been looking for supplies. He had just been looking for supplies, and this was what he gets for it. Kostya had opened the door to the closet, visibly startled, and immediately shut the door again with a slam. It took a few seconds of processing, but... Opening the door again, Kostya huffed. "Vhat are you doing," he asked, very slowly, " in the closet." Quote: Kostya is 5'7", in Death division, and extremely Russian. He has grey-blue eyes, short brown hair, and right now? An unfortunate beard of sadness. He looks exhausted. The most notable thing about his appearance is his left arm, or should I say, the lack of it. It's missing from the elbow up, and he keeps it covered with his coat, pinned up to keep the sleeve out of the way. He's not very expressive at all, face schooled into something neutral, although it slips more now than it used to. referencejournal
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 10:51 pm
10:30AM - Dorms
Abbi was very combative this early in the morning. She didn't like waking up before 11, so she was giving Cameron a lot of very grumpy looks while she backed up to the wall, as though that could hide her weird mark all the more.
"Don't you have like I-D-K, a job to be at? Or something?" Yeah! Distract him with... A diversion!
Noon - Infirmary
A bright laugh was her response to hearing it was his fourth cup. She didn't think anyone could drink that much coffee, but maybe he'd been up a while. Still, she grinned and took the cup to take a big swig and immediately make a terrible face. If it wasn't a frappucino, she hated coffee. But it had that energy thing going for it... Bleck, all the same.
Though, when she handed the cup back she looked up and saw that four cups of coffee hadn't done Matt any good.
"You look burnt out buddy... You want a lie down? There's a cot open, we can say I took you in for... Something. You can take a nap... I can... Finish your gross coffee?" He did look awfully tired... And Abbi couldn't let her friend go without sleep! Sleep was super important!!
6:23PM - Infirmary Broom Closet
In all honesty, Abbi hadn't noticed the door had opened until it was whooshing back to be closed. When it shuttered with the force of the slam she jumped and squeaked, pulling her book up to cover her mouth and hover under her freckled nose. Maybe they would... Leave her alone... If she stayed very still, like they did in the games... They would go away...
They didn't.
The door re-opened, more slowly this time, more deliberately.
And Abbi blinked once, twice, a third time as the person spoke. Then she told the truth.
"I'm reading." One thumb held her place between the pages as she flopped the book at the man. "Its about the end of the world, really funny, mega British. Like, everyone is super British in this. Makes it funnier."
...Oh, shoot. She'd thought of a better response than this.
"You uh... You wanna know more about it?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 20, 2015 11:05 pm
10:30AM - DORMS
Her grumpy looks were adorable and annoying. He had been walking by. But by now, he was use to being her little target. Whether it was affection or snark.
It was damn fascinating though.
He slapped a hand on the wall she was backing into and leaned down.
"First you call me a faker, and then you call me out on not being at my job at..." he looked at his watch, "almost 11am?" He grinned.
"What's wrong, princess? Wake up on the wrong side of someone elses bed?"
AyeAvast /omg so sorry /cries forever
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 12:00 am
Noon - Infirmary Matt laughed watching as she made a terrible face after taking a huge gulp from his coffee. “Sorry I didn’t think about mentioning it doesn’t have any sugar, or that its really strong bitter coffee.” Sweet wasn’t his particular favorite, so the strongest coffee he could make with a lot of milk was the only way he could keep moving. “Burnt out, no, just not any sleep but I’ll survive, this is pretty normal as of lately. I had a night shift, paperwork, and someone tossed into my hands to take care of before I could even go to the training fields. At that point there was no reason to sleep.” He took another gulp of his coffee before he looked at Abbi, hesitating before shaking his head. “No I’ll be ok but than you. If I am going to go to sleep at any point today it won’t be alone and I won’t have any plans in getting up until the sunrise tomorrow. Besides I don’t want to torture you with this terrible concoction either unless you really want it.”
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Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 5:36 pm
11:56 PM - Dorm HallwayAbbi would feel a rough, but gentle hand on her shoulder, followed very quickly by a smooth voice with a midwestern drawl. A familiar Lifer who was very much out of place. "What're you doin' out so late, princess?" He smiled pleasantly, cup of coffee in hand. "Shouldn't you be getting some beauty sleep?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 12:47 am
8:30 pm - Beach
Despite it being somewhat weird, Scout really liked combing the beach for seashells. It made her feel somewhat more connected to the area, a small reminder that even while they were surrounded by a constant whirlwind of supernatural, there was still some piece of Earth left here.
She had found a small place to sit down on a nice driftwood log, sorting through her little collection she'd found. Not really doing anything with them, but just sort of happily running her fingers over the edges and through the grooves. Scout was contented by small things.
When Abbi ran by she just sort of awkwardly looked back down at her shells, doing that thing where she had definitely made eye contact but was pretending not to because oh god eye contact.Quote:  Name: Scout Kingsley
Journal: here
Division: Mist
Rank: Trainee
Age: 20
Appearance: Lightly freckled, cute afropuff of hair always in a poofy bun, lots of baggy, comfy looking clothing.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 1:03 pm
11:57: Hallway
The irregular pacing outside the door, with little pause, indicated that it wasn't just the normal going and coming of people merely returning to their rooms. Sin had left for only a bit, passing by the ginger hair girl, and returned to the hallway to still see the ginger hair girl. He stepped back, disappearing to the kitchens to find something..
He came back with a bag of Saya's leftover cookies made in the Halloween spirit. He recognized a vaguely familiar lifer already there, one he had seen earlier in the day at the gym.
Giving her a kind smile, he gave an apologetic look towards the both of them for interrupting their conversation. "I just wanted to ask if you wanted some cookies to go with that drink?" He held up the bag of treats behind Lex. Those drinks seemed mighty generous for a girl of that stature, and she looked younger than the drinking age, but hey, Sin wasn't judging! It was just better to balance out that alcohol with snacks though, right?
OOC  Name: Sin Journal: Here Faction: Hunter Division: Sun Trainee Description: 6'2 fit, toned, male. Easy going, cheerful, and very much flirtatious. Always has a suspiciously bandaged eye, a vaguely dark feeling to his appearance (like a pirate, or somebody involved in darker aspect of life) that starkly contrasts with his bright personality.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 9:22 pm
10:30AM - Dorms
asdghfjgkl wait no-- She hadn't meant for-- Ugh, why was he so tall-- "What do you even do on the Island? Bother people?" Ha, that was... Well, it wasn't super funny but it was at least funny-ish. He was totally distracting her with being tall and attractive and this was not how Abbi wanted to start her day at all!
But she does laugh at his question, half because its a little absurd.
"Maaaybe. What do you care, ya jelly?"
Noon - Infirmary
Abbi wrinkled her nose and shrugged, coffee was gross regardless. But also weirdly addictive, so she took another swig while Matt spoke.
While she did wonder about his not sleeping alone commented, she ignored it in favor of gesturing with her free hand to a cot tucked away in the corner of the room.
"I'm not doing anything. I'll sit with you while you nap. I promise I won't doodle a funny mustache on your face or anything!" It was an innocent offer, and she could at least work through her own paperwork to keep herself occupied.
"If you don't sleep here, at least take a cat nap in your dorm. You can't really operate on so little sleep... You're the doctor, you know that!"
8:30PM - Beach
One of the best parts of running on the beach was getting to see all the different people it gathered. Everyone was always doing something, and Abbi had a bit of fun with herself guessing what each person was doing. In the event their actions weren't obvious, she made up her own scenarios and it helped pass the time as she jogged.
Today she spotted the familiar cloud of hair that belonged to Scout just as the woman was turning away from Abbi's notice.
For five steps more the teen considered whether she should turn back or not. Normally she relished in people who initially pushed her away, it was like befriending a grumpy old cat! But Scout wasn't grumpy, and Abbi hated making her uncomfortable, a feat she'd managed every time she interacted with the woman. On one hand it made her want to talk to her all the more, but on the other Scout was so nice and shy and didn't deserve to be bothered!
But, of course, by the time Abbi had worked out all these thoughts she was already backing up toward the log, running backwards in an overly bouncy way.
"Evening, Miss Kingsley!" Abbi chirped and waited, totally prepared to run away.
11:56PM- Dorm Hallway
The hand startled the girl enough that she jumped and squeaked and clutched her water bottle full of not-water to her chest. But thankfully the voice that spoke immediately calmed her and she whirled around to give Lex a hug.
"Heeeyyy buddy! I'm wanderin'... Didja know it gets so quiet at night?" She rose her bottle to clink gently against his coffee mug. "Except sometimes, yanno, people have bad dreams and you can hear it... S'not so good then..."
There was something else she was going to say... Something about beauty sleep... Or... Or uh-- Whatever, there was someone else here.
"Hello mysterious man, you are very tall-- Wait... Cookies...??" Abbi stared first at the bag, then at the man, briefly at Lex but to him she shot a look of "count your lucky stars, Lex, this fine man has brought us cookies, how could we have ever been so lucky, I tell you what", and then back at the guy.
"Hi I'm Abbi I'll take a cookie please thank you, you are very kind." Tonight was the best.
Pixie Nyxie I don't think you're sorry at all Chiickadee I had a comic here that is relatable only I can't find it so h/o Xaki Welcome welcome no worries!
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 9:40 pm
10:30AM - DORMS
"No, I'm a sun hunter. So I bother people." He snorted at her and then grinned. Look at that reaction.
Oh ho.
"Maybe." no. "Yes. One night Abbi, then you disappear and I find you in explosion and now?" He tilted her chin up, "You trying to pick fights with me." It was fun to pretend to care though.
Especially when she didn't seem too. Or did she?
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