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iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 7:43 pm
Marcus considered himself a sensible person. Sensible, as in, shoving Dakota down wasn't very nice. "I've been around, mostly working on my own and with whatever I'm called in on. Thinking about working towards adopting a dog, getting a small place off island for days off-" A small look, "Days you could crash in the house when me and Cass are out. Also been thinking about getting a few tattoos, I dunno. Wanting a bit of change." Swimming over, he leaned on the pool's edge, glancing briefly to the sun lead. ".... Think we could win the pool in the name of the moons?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 8:25 pm
The word 'pool' seemed to have invaded the airways of Deus Ex, and upon grabbing a nerd of a Life Tech, Lex was informed that, in fact, there was a pool at Deus Ex now. Scratch that, there was a pool in Deus Ex. His eyes glistened at the thought, and he set aside the large load of books he'd been carrying to the library, to pick them up at another time. For now, he had to swim!
Entering the pool room / former cafeteria, the man grinned like a fool at everything around him. Oh, yes. He missed the massive pools at the hotels, and the days of pool hopping whilst slightly drunk. He took a deep breath, and leaped straight into the water.
Then he remembered he hadn't taken the time to change into his trunks.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 8:59 pm
Yes he does have a lovely accent doesn't he.
"I guess I sho--ou...ou..."
Lex shirtless. She wasn't ready for Lex shirtless.
Stormy stared without thinking for a moment before a flush crept on her cheeks--partially because she slapped herself out of it.
"Gaaaaaale~ You should come hang with ussss," she called. "Unless you're going to go swimming, in which case you might want to take some clothes off."
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 9:06 pm
Gale flipped his head, spraying water everywhere, and then raked a hand through his now sopping hair, which was dripping onto the shoulders of his soaked shirt. He pushed himself up and out of the pool, making his way over to where Stormy was.
"Well, I wasn't planning on swimming," he said, and shook his head over her, spraying more water onto Stormy. "But I guess now I have to, don't I? The bloody hell happened here, I thought this was the cafeteria."
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 9:17 pm
And then Lex shirtless.
She had seen it quite a few times but hot damn. "Y-Your pants-!" Sighing, she watched him jump in and ruin the pants completely. "I'd just washed those too." He was such a pain. A really really attractive pain. Ami didn't bother gesturing him over. He'd probably just urge her into the water, and no way in hell that would happen. Lex could go play with Bix or something for all Ami cared.
Gale was a different story. He got a little wave. Ami noticed Stormy bumbling over herself. "He's quite the looker," she whispered, "But he's an idiot."
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Chel gave Nevada a wink, then said, "Well you heard the pretty lady! Go get some bandages!" Yes. Nevada was ordering an intermediate hunter around. Yeah.
Turning to Dory, Chel raised an eyebrow. A challenge was a challenge. So she stripped her own shirt off, leaving only a (inevitable pink) bra to rival Nevada's. She did a little shimmy to Dory, bouncing her boobs around a little, then gestured at him, as if to say now you. Ami: Chel:
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 9:49 pm
"That's how it usually goes," she whispered back with a lamenting look. Still, having a bunch of people to look at wasn't too bad, especially rugged looking ones--
And then Gale splashed some water on her and Stormy started squealing in surprise, almost slipping in her attempt to back away. "It was, um . . . Allan, they said?" she squeaked, trying to keep her hair dry thank you kindly. "He wanted to set up some sort of division swim meet . . . ? I just hope the food didn't get soggy, or lunch is gonna be the worst thing ever." Let alone trying to eat with the smell of chlorine clogging up everything.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 9:51 pm
A childhood full of science experiments and fights with her cousin hadn't really been productive towards learning any of the staples of childhood: how to ride a bike, how to swim, how to play well with others. So now she knew how the universe worked, but not how to swim. She considered this fact. Nope, still seemed preferable this way. "No, you're 'right here in a pool', and I am--" She froze when he started to pull her into the water again. " Robert, Robert no, I can't--the longer the period of time that your brain goes without oxygen, the higher risk of-- Robert!" The risk of losing intelligence was apparently enough to scare her. By the time she was in the water again, she'd scrambled to cling to his upper body, one hand smashing against his face while the other reached longingly for the side of the pool.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 10:06 pm
Sadly, Jason had little idea of what the French man was saying. He had tried to read book on 'how to speak French' or 'beginners guide to French', but they gave him little to work with. "...bon commentaire?" he replied, knowing he said something about good. Good comment. Actually he had no idea if it made any sense. He then turned back to Chel, not sure how to reply to her request. While thy did need bandages, he was only wearing a pair of boxers. He didn't want to meet anyone else in his current outfit. Still, he did say he would help... "O-one moment" He replied, wadding to the edge and hoisting himself up. He then approached the exit where Solia was standing, his hair dripping wet as well as his muscular body. "H-ai," He said to her, trying to remain causal in is current state. "H-have you come to swim in the pool?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 10:22 pm
"Thank you again Jason." Nevada smiled up at Jason as he got out to leave, and giggled even a little at his boxers. So it wasn't just Nevada in her...Oh and now Chelsea too! And what a cute bra, she sighed, feeling a bit envious.
"Ciao Dorian." She said with the ease of her Italian, rather than her french. Though she understood his greeting. "I don't know if you remember me but I met you and Ian on the ship." The intermediate mist stood up, putting her hand over her eye again and stretching the rest of her body. She happen to look down at Chel in time for her dance.oooohhhhhhh.
"I think Chelsea is doing the come get in water mating call Dorian." Nevada whispered to Dorian.
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 11:12 pm
"Close enough." He offered to Jason, before the man meandered away from them at the quipping of both Nevada and Chel, eyebrows raising a bit. He would have to work on that with the man. He could see some kind of basis to build on.
Turning his head, he peered over the hunter again with the eyepatch, making a little -aha-! look, before nodding quickly. "Ahh, ********! I remember now. Hmm. It 'as been pretty busy since them, I am sorry, Pardonnez-moi." He answered her, he felt better now that he could put a name and memory to a face. Everything would come back in little hazes sometimes.
And then there was Chelsea. . .
Of course her bra was pink. It had to be pink, there would have not been any other way for his neighbour. Anything else would have been rather peculiar. But, he knew what that dance meant - it wasn't a "Dorian get in to the water" dance, it was "ooooo boy, it's been brought-en." Like that movie, except with less cheer-leading and short skirts.
Grumping a little, he couldn't go back on a challenge, it was like daring someone. You just had to . . .do it. Tugging off his old roots sweater and undershirt, he gave her a little chin up look, like "you happy now?" He felt exposed, not used to willingly show off the fruit of about five years of ink to skin - but hey, it could be worse, he figured.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Jul 30, 2013 11:34 pm
Solia didn't know what to do. Go face the pool and boys and abs and water glistening and manly and she wasn't sure she was ready. But then Jason came to her. Jason. Came. To. Her. Solia's eyes became diner plates, as she scooted away from him abruptly, curling into the fluffy towel like it would defend her from some unseen attacker. Peeking back at the pool- Lex shirtless, Dakota, a man who spoke French with tattoos and why did men swim shirtless she couldn't handle this much. Looking back at boyfriend- The towel dropped and she just stared at Jason, deer in headlights. " ....Je n'ai pas été à la piscine dans un temps long."
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 12:09 am
At first he was a little worried, watching her move away from him. The reaction made him step back a bit. "S-solia? A-are you alright?" He asked, obviously concerned. "I d-didn't frighten you did I?" He looked down to make sure he was covered, then up again as Solia....let go of the towel. He obviously had no idea what she was saying, but he did respond to her in...some sort of French. " m....m-magnifique" He then turned away hurriedly as he was wiping his face with a hand. He was sure his nose was bleeding. Was it bleeding? He couldn't be sure. She just looked...what could he say? It was a girl in a swimsuit. His day was made.
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 2:17 am
Jordan surfaced again next to Mimsy and Robert. "Robert, bro. What are you doing?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 2:35 am
"ALL RIGHT TRAINEE-TACHI!!" It was a good thing that Allan had a bright, booming voice that was really useful in these sort of situations. He currently had a rubber duck floatation device strapped around his waist as he waddled around in the shallow water until he reached the far edge. "Everyone is starting here! Only those with true courage, those strong in kokoro, full of spirit, will become the true successors to the pool!"
In the distance was Simon. He was still fully dressed in a suit, seated on a bench with a stopwatch around his neck, all serious expression, making good use of his guns to shoot any stragglers out from the pool. Literally.
The Sun lead pulled out his whistle, giving it a good lungful before resorting to more encouraging handwaves. "Simon-kun is going to measure your best swim time! The team with the best average swim time will win this for their Division nakama, fair and square!" His eyes sparkled a bit and burned a little more as he looked at the Sun Hunters especially. There was no doubt as to whom he thought should win the pool, though it was all friendly competition at this point. You know, just to make a good show out of things.
It was only after much, much encouraging from Mark that Allan himself had sat out from the competition, because apparently, as the Death assistant explained it, someone had to improve the morale of all Hunters present. "All in a line, one at a time now!" Allan blew his whistle again and then winked to the first person in line. OOC SWOMMING COMPETITION- When it is your character's "turn" (whenever they post) it is their time to shine post in THE EXCLAMATION POST STYLE their post. They have to complete one whole lap (around 100 meters both ways) to the end and back again, in whatever "freestyle" they want. - Roll 10d6! This is your timed result in seconds! RP it however you want but obviously, the more seconds you have the better you do. HOWEVER - If your Hunter is full clothed, add 2d6 onto the result, so you are rolling 12d6 instead of 10d6 - HOWEVER if your Hunter is naked Simon shoots you and you end up sinking. Congratulations... - If your Hunter is a trainee, add 1d6 to the result, so you are rolling 11d6 instead of 10d6 - If your Hunter is a FULL HUNTER, subtract 1d6 to the result, so you are rolling 9d6 instead of 10d6 BONUSES:DEATH: If your Hunter fumbles while swimming, they can make a fantastic recovery as they finish the rest of the lap (basically, you can "reroll" your dice and count the first roll as the first half of the lap but forfeit the time on that one). Rp your Hunter as fumbling the first part, and then reroll your 10d6 (or 9/11/12) and rp the second post as them making a clean swimming finish. It is all about ducking and rolling when swimming for maximum evasion. Clean finish! ie: I rolled 10d6 and I got 60. I am rerolling but I simply rp the first part as they were slowly swimming to the end. I now reroll in a second post 10d6 again and rp them swimming back. I count the time for THIS POST ONLY. LIFE: Subtract 3 from your final result for all swimmers! ICly they were a little slow, but suddenly remembered that steady strokes, like that of a scientist will help them mathematically finish, with perfect calculations of course! Beautiful finish! SUN: The person who swam before you INSPIRES you! If your dice roll is better than theirs / time (the PERSON DIRECTLY ROLLING ABOVE YOU) you can simply gloat your victory by rping out how wonderfully built Sun are for this situation, of course. However if your dice roll is lower, your swimming is inspired by a burst of strength! Subtract - 6 from your final result! Strong finish! MOON: You know that it's not about these weird techniques but simply by understanding and being one with the water. The water becomes you and you are the water. There is nothing else simpler than this! Roll 1d6 less than you need you when tallying your final result. Sturdy finish! MIST: You are the epitome of free style. Take one of the bonuses an apply it to you but be careful! To use a skill from the above you also must add more 1d6 to your total tally of rolled dice! Show them the beautiful style you have and take home the crown for the true rulers of Free (style). Flexible finish! FINISHED:While waiting for the others to finish you can chill out on the kiddie pool on the side. It has a nice view of the swim competition AND there is a little splash area with sprinklers, dolphin floaties, and a water slide!! (Dont' get stuck...)
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Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 2:47 am
Robert barely looked bothered at the hand pressing against him. He kept a hold of Mimsy, because letting her go meant letting her drown. He grinned at Jordan through the hand. "I'm gonna teach the snugglebear how to swim!" He offered, barely hearing the rules for the match as he struggled to keep a hold of her. But when it finally sank in, he looked super serious. Competition was all that mattered. He grabbed Mimsy's hand, pulled it down, and brought her up close face to face. "Listen sister, this is how it's going down. I'm going to teach you how to swim in the next minute, so you can race with us and Life can win this ********' tournament like the champs we are. Also, I think I need to borrow your stockings, because Simon looks like he's about to shoot me for being naked in the pool."
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