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 Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 7:55 pm
The redhead's vague cookie fuelled grin broadened quite a bit as Jordan actually took the shirt off. It made perfect sense of course. Friends didn't have any reason /not/ to do these things, right? And why would Jordan be shy, looking like that?
He had the best friends.
He wandered over to examine Jordan's injuries. "You must have thrashed them good, they didn't get you too badly. Good thing too, wouldn't want to wreck that." he tapped him on the shoulder in an uninjured spot.
He was distracted out of his thoughts by Harrison's question, glancing over, with a brow raised.
"Nope! Didn't have any! Why?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:10 pm
((ENTERING)) Jerry was humming, despite his growing bruises and ripped and tattered coat, as he skipped into the tents, glancing around with some sense of urgency, "Has anyone seen Wash? I could go for another-" He stopped as his cellphone beeped with a new text. Was a Sun needed for- OH! Aww, Clarice. He wobbled to the side out of the way to text back: Lizbot Message from Jerry: I'm doing just fine, ma'am thank you! Looking for more cookies now they really brighten the mood who needs drink? Being good. He had just hit send when he noticed the other text. To Killzone, he simply wrote back: Lizbot Message from Jerry: Yes, Sir. He sighed and pocketed his phone again, humming faintly under his breath until he spotted a bundle of red hair and pink sash, his smile brightening as he skipped his way towards his friends. "Are you guys getting along better? Everything okay now, Harrison? Jordan did you get hurt??"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:13 pm
lizbot ok love you heart heart heart heart heart heart guess what I also had some cookies I am doing fine thank u for the sunscreen I am sharing it
He typed a bunch of extra hearts.
"Clarice left some for me! And also some oranges. I'm going to go get it I'll be right back. You should especially have some so you don't burn you have to be really careful about that at the beach, and this is the desert."
He beamed at Jerry.
"Hi Jerry! Yup! It was just a misunderstanding. Jordan's been fighting scorpions, I will be right back."
He left to go find the blue first aid kit.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:15 pm
"Was it now? You sure you're not exaggerating?" He asked, not sure whether to believe the death trainee or not. For all he knew, he could be pulling his leg. Speaking of which.
"Yeah, yeah, there's a good boy." He said, pushing the pant leg up and observing the wound. It wasn't anything bad, but if left unattended it could get infected. Unfortunately, he had nothing to disinfect it with and certainly no water to spare. Luckily these special bandages would be more than enough.
Pulling a strip of gauze over it, he pressed his thumb onto it keeping it place. Only when he was sure it wasn't going to slide, did he begin wrapping it around. Which he did, he did it carefully but firmly, making sure that it had enough layers so that it wouldn't soak through and render the bandage useless, but also so that there wasn't too much. They didn't want to waste a good bandage after all.
"There." He said when finished. "Touch it and I'll give you one to match it." He warned, giving it a light slap to empathize.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:23 pm
Clerise gave Dakota a lazy stare, picking up some of the bandages next to her. "There aren't any," she said resolutely, poking at his ribs. "Come on. Be a Jordan, let's get your shirt off so I can patch you up, brat." The redhead looked at Dakota, her scars a new addition since the last time they'd seen each other. He didn't seem to care, at least. Not caring about social niceties, after all if the trio can be cuddle bunnies over there, then goddamnit, the least she could do was get her own make outs to cheer herself up-- So the redhead tugged Dakota close, her hands twining in the hair at the base of his neck-- and giving him a kiss. And a good one, too.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:25 pm
"The first one got me the worst, I killed that one without any help," Jordan said, smiling up at Rep. "It was great. It totally crunched when Ferros hit it."
"I don't burn much," he protested. "I don't like sunscreen, it's oily - " Harrison had gone. Jordan pouted, briefly. Oh, hey, there was Jerry! "I'm fine," he said. "I just got stung, Rep's putting a bandage on. He's a great guy. You are too," he added, and gave Jerry a cheerful grin.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:30 pm
He nodded at Harrison, he was so clever, he knew all the best things. "Oranges! Oranges are amazing, they are all..orange and stuff."
Jerry got a smile. A proper toothy smile. "Awrite Jerry? How's it hanging? Oh and yeah, everything is great now mate. " he gave him a thumbs up before getting back to studiously putting a bandage on Jordan, biting his tongue in concentration.
"Aww you flatter me way too much man." he ruffled the other sun's hair with a smirk before putting the finishing touches to the bandage, not half bad at applying the things after his practice on Michael and himself.
Jerry got another terrifyingly bright smile. "This is the best mission ever!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:34 pm
"Oh, that's good that's good!" He beamed, looking a touch relieved before Rep's casual talk made the skinny man well up behind his glasses. "Ooooh, oh, Rep! It's so wonderful to hear you say that!" And arms were thrown around him in a fresh hug. Hugs healed all wounds! Except wounds that needed bandages. And wounds that required cookies. He bet a few more cookies would fix his scrapes up too. "Imff jumffum aughtffumber abiggum!" he exclaimed through Rep's jacket.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:40 pm
Dakota grinned at her before standing up and shrugging the jacket and shirt off.
"Oh was Jordan undressing, did you get a good view?" He looked over his shoulder at the sun hunter and then back to himself before pinching the thin skin over his devolping abs. "Soon little abs, soon you will make me proud."
There was a slight bloody gash above the said abs, a cut on his arm. Blood slight dripped down said body parts as he continued to aloofly grin at her.
Takin gin her face, he didn't really seemed bother by the scars. In fact, if anything, it added to her charm of being a hunter. He was about to lean down and compliment her on the new beauty marks when she pulled him into a kiss.
Ah yeaaaaaaaah TLC. He returned the fervor of her kiss before pulling back. "Obviously I need to be attacked by more scorpions." He threw the clothes off to the side of her and stretched. "So does this mean you'll put your hands all over me in the name of good healing care?" He waited...."Also, Clerise babe, did you grow more sexier while we've been apart? I like the beauty marks.." He reached down to her cheek to gently touch one of the healing scars. "Now you look more badass then me..."
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:53 pm
Jude had been hanging around outside the tent a bit after patrols just trying to relax and then he was talking to three other Hunters and had a tussle with Otto. Jude wiped at the dried blood on his face as he just sat down on the cot not really caring if anyone came to look after him or not. He just ... wanted a minute to find a way to get the blood to stop coming out of his nose and maybe try to get his bumps and bruises taken care of that he had gotten from Patrol.
This was an awesome day.
(Entering)
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 8:59 pm
This was a good mission. In spite of everything. He knew on some levels it was the cookie talking, but he didn't want to let the good feeling go.
Harrison found sunscreen at varying levels of SPF.
The oranges were in slices in an air-tight container over ice. There were also a couple apples, but unsliced. They had happy faces drawn on them.
He took the sunscreen and some orange slices back, and sat on the opposite side of the cot from Rep. He smiled. His mouth was completely full of orange rind.
He was not very good at hiding his laugh.
"Oo wan thum?" He asked his three favorite suns, talking around the rind.
thanks liz for apples and oranges description
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 9:03 pm
Jerry got a hearty back pat for the hug. He was another great guy! He really couldn't remember why he'd disliked him so much before, he seemed like a real bro. Skinny bro but a bro nonetheless. "Aww man, sun pride and all that good s**t right eh? How did it ********' go..." He drudged the fuzzy layers of memory, frowning before offering an utterly terrible rendition of a snippet of Jerry's sun song.
"WATCHOUT! Here we come!
WATCHOUT! Here comes the Sun!"
He pried the other man off him and held him at arm's length giving him an enthusiastic shake for good measure.
"Great ******** song man!"
As Harrison returned bearing the spoils of war, he let Jerry go to make a dive to sit right next to the other man. "Yes. YES. Oranges." Since the kitchen died, even fresh fruit had been a commodity.
He grinned in bright earnestness. "You should have said "Orange you glad to see me?, would have been the ******** ICING on that" .
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 9:10 pm
Clerise rolled her eyes at Dakota. "You're young yet-- don't even start with me--" She tsked at his wounds, inspecting them with a critical eye. In two months, she'd become more learned about how to bandage a wound than she ever anticipated. Tiger bites were child's play in comparison to the s**t that they got up to at Deus. "All you had to do was ask me, brat," is her retort, sticking her tongue out at him. With efficiency in her movements, the redhead started bandaging the wounded teen. As to be expected, Clerise didn't treat him with any delicacy, her movements quick and precise. "Hah. Well, you can thank a horseman for those, you know." The reminder of the void in her mind causes Clerise to frown, cloistering off. She flinched away from his touch, huffing. Instead, she cocked her head at him, expression inscrutable. What she and Dakota had was warm touches in the moment; Clerise had no urge to bare her soul to him. Revealing weakness was difficult enough as is. "Let's get out of here, hm? I'm bored."
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 9:31 pm
He continued to smile at her before shrugging. "I could start all sorts of things." He looked around at the others who came in, especially the death hunter who came in with a bloody nose. Huh, Didn't know Scorpions had the packing power of a fist. He wondered who that death eater got in a scuffle with. Shame, she was a pretty hunter too.
"Ask for you to touch me all over? Clerise bby, please, do not ever think that I wouldn't WANT you to-ow!" He felt the tightening of bandages, Pain and pleasure were Clerise's style after all. It was long till she was done and had him looking over her again.
"Next time I see them, I'll give them a special thank you." Most likely along the lines of a attack to their face as well. Dakota liked Clerise, but the only person who should leave marks on her face was him, and not the bad kinda of marks. Huh, that didn't sound right in his head...good thing he didn't say it out loud.
"Alright, I'm all yours babe. Anything you want." He waggled his eyebrows before shrugging the shirt and coat back on over his body. He stretched a little and laughed at Rep, who was singing the sun brotherhood song.
It was a good thing Harrison, Rep and Jordan were all talking. Something had gone down between his moon brother and the sun hunter but whatever it was...well...it was fine now.
Moon brothers + Sun brotherhood = Eclipse Brotherhood?
He'd have to ask Marcus or Jordan about that later.
"Let's do this." He sheathed Chama.((Exiting??)) 8D
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 9:36 pm
Leon knew at that point, he was going to have to request a serious meeting with Doctor H about the controlled use, dispensing and manufacturing of the Joy infused cookies during vital missions.
he was going to make a ******** chart for that b*****d showing why its a dangerous addition, both at a psychiatric and nutritional level.
A ******** pie chart with flames on it and little dead hunter lookalikes.
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