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 Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2016 2:27 am
For some odd reason, Mercy thought there would be less in the dorm rooms, but she couldn't complain about a mini fridge and wi-fi access! This meant she could play with some of her friends from time to time online without much fuss. Her cell phone was getting a good signal already and the internet is quite speedy. What she was kind of iffy on was the fact that she could be sharing a bathroom with someone that was either female OR male. Meh...If she became squeamish over sharing a bathroom, then she would have to slap herself. Gathering her many bathroom supplies, all fifteen of her different shower gels, AND the small bit of makeup she owned, Mercy lightly kicked the bathroom door open with her foot and nearly lost her footing. She was able to get her stuff to the counter before any of it fell or broke so score for her! "Well, at least it's not overly small. So..How am I going to set this s**t up? Alphabetical?..." When it came to her shower gels, alphabetical is usually her favorite way to arrange them. Hopefully, her roomie wouldn't mind.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2016 3:50 pm
"Hopefully not covering every available inch of counter space," came a voice over the small woman's shoulder. When she turned, she'd find a blonde young man wearing unhappy, thoughtful expression on pale features, arms crossed, and lips drawn into a thin line. He'd shared space with women before, and while it was not the rule, it did seem to be a common denominator; the slow expansion of personal effects spreading out to encompass the whole of a bathroom. That aside, the former bouncer wasn't sure how he felt about sharing a room with the woman, but that was probably more to do with his general dislike for sharing his space with folks he wasn't comfortable with, and less to do with the fact that she was a woman. In his experience, awful roommates came in all forms and genders. Not that it was far to assume she'd be awful from the jump, but Ed could be a bit of a pessimist.
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2016 4:03 pm
Mercy nearly jumped to the ceiling, squeaking to high heaven "Puto infierno! Damn it! You scared me!" She turned around to find the grumpiest looking man she's ever seen so far [cause she was sure there were many more examples out there]. "I'm not going to cover every inch of counter space...Just the space closer to my room? Unless you require more space than that? I mean I know some men are worse than women when it comes to looking good so..." The small woman pursed her lips before smiling. "Names Mercedes. I'm assuming you're my roommate Mr. Grumpy?" He would have to be her roommate since she wasn't sure if anyone that wasn't her roommate could go traveling through other people's dorm rooms without permission. That would be rude and creepy for one.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 9:16 am
Pale brows arched, softening his features a touch, as as she startled. Spanish? He'd never done that well in Spanish. It was impossible for him to tell whether she'd just cursed him or simply exclaimed. Being as he'd just managed to scare the hell out of her, he supposed he could allow for a bit of bilingual cussing at his expense. He had to snort at the implications that he spent much time in front of the mirror. He wasn't a slob, clearly, but his morning routine only included as much maitainance as was necessary to maintain the look he had going on currently. "No, that's fine." Half was fair. The intoduction, as many here seemed to, cane with yet another nickname. This one, at least, didn't seem to be stripper related. Leaning his hip against the door frame, he kept his arms folded, but answered in a tone that was substantially less grouchy than his initial comment had been. "Edward Hughes."
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:00 pm
.Ahhh so Mr. Grumpy wasn't as grumpy as she thought? Well, at least he seemed more approachable, and cute as well...But she wasn't about to start off with flirting. It gives off the wrong signal and it makes her feel weird. "Nice to meet you, Edward. How did Ares come to you?" Maybe if she played her cards right she could earn a new friend that she could introduce to the wonderful world of borderlands and cel-shaded FPS's. She was sure other people had some colorful stories on how their god had come to them. Mercy took another look at her shower gels and began to organize them by alphabet. She held one up to her nose before looking to Edward with her bottle pointed towards him. "Wanna sniff? It's lavender and Vanilla...."
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2016 5:53 pm
"Ares came to me through the DJ at the club I bounced at." If she hadn't been at the fire, and hadn't heard of the nature of the club Ed worked at prior to coming here, he wasn't going to volunteer that information easily. He heard enough Magic Mike jokes as it was. "And yourself?" These were always interesting to him. No two stories seemed to be the same. A few were similar, but still. It was all very interesting. A bottle was held out to him, some sort of soap, and he felt his lip give an involuntary curl before schooling his features and leaning forward to take a very small, obligatory sniff. "Very nice." It was too strong, but was his opinion really that important to her? He doubted it.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2016 8:14 pm
Ares came to him through a DJ? That was way less creepier than what she went through. When Edward asked his question, Mercy simply smiled, a guarded look in her eyes as she spoke, "He came to me through one of my targets the shooting range. Scared the s**t out of me to be honest, but that's nothing new all things considering.~" she was kind of telling the truth since the god did give his message through her last target when she was at work. She thought about earlier and shook her head. Man she was one sad a** hit man if she could scare that easily in a casual setting. If Edward had asked Mercy if his opinion mattered, she would confirm that he was correct in assuming that it didn't. "You don't have allergies to scents or anything do you?" If he did, then she would refrain from using the strong stuff only because making her roomie miserable wasn't something on her agenda, and that would make her seem like a complete d**k.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2016 8:47 am
And just what did that mean? Nothing new? Edward decided not to ask, just yet, and instead let his chin dip in a small nod. "I can imagine that'd be pretty odd." Shooting at a target, it suddenly talking to you. Probably enough to give anyone a bit of a heart attack. His head cocked to one side, puzzled, as she asked about allergies, confused for a moment before it clicked with the scented soaps she was holding. "Ah. No, not to anything like that." The worst he could imagine is just not liking the way one of them smelled, but bathrooms were usually fairly well ventilated, so he doubted it'd be a problem. His own things were already put away, his side of the bathroom fairly spotless and seemingly untouched, save for a single towel hanging off the back of the door leading into his room. He was, apparently, a bit of a neat freak. He hoped she wasn't the type of girl that left her things scattered all over. That would have made things...unpleasant. Asking her directly seemed not only blunt, but borderline insulting.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2016 2:21 am
Okay, that was good since Mercy liked using most of her bath scents. She finally figured out how she wanted her bath soaps to go, and placed about four in her little corner. She would just have to switch them out every now and then. She took notice of how Edward's space seemed a bit on the neater side, which meant that she would need to make sure her half of the counter didn't get out of hand in any way. "Any rules you might have that I would need to know about? I don't really have any except knock if you want to visit. I do have an Xbox and a couple of games you could play if you're interested." If she was being honest, Edward didn't seem like the type to just play games, but she's been wrong before. There are a number of people that have resting grump face that was actually halfway decent gamers. Maybe she could entice him with some Borderlands or Halo 5. Those were always good games to start off with.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2016 7:14 am
He considered her question for a moment, cycling through the requests he'd like to impose and then narrowing those down into what was reasonable to ask of someone he'd just met, and also had to share a common living space with. "Same," he answered after a moment, then rolled his shoulders--less a shrug, and more of an attempt to ease some pressure running through them. He didn't want to be bristly, he just wasn't a fan of roommates, at least where it could be avoided. "We should probably also work out some sort of shower schedule, but that can wait until we all get settled and start falling into routine." Ed had kept a pretty tight schedule back home, it'd be nice to work something similar out for here. The mention of the Xbox was mildly interesting, but he'd have to see how he and Mercy got along before thinking about sitting down to play a few rounds of anything with her.
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2016 12:01 am
"Alright, that works. Well, whenever you're ready to work out the schedule, I'll be in my room." Since she was all done with her organizing here, she needed to finish unpacking and getting other things set up so that she could start calling her dorm room home. Mercy gave her new roomie a smile before turning to open the door to her own room. "It was nice meeting you Edward~ I hope we can become good roommates~" With that being said, She gave him one last smile before stepping through the door, closing it behind her. It's going to be weird having a male for a roommate, but at least he seemed like he was a clean person. Heaven knows she didn't know how she would be able to tolerate a gross roomie. If anything she would probably try to put in a request to switch dorm rooms or something. Ther was nothing worse than someone with a bad case of hygiene...
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