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 Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:18 pm
Lucky disappeared behind his menu again with a sigh.
Sometimes he wished he could reload his life from a save point. Video games had something right.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:18 pm
Lawr had just woken up that morning but was already learning a great deal just by hooking into ambient conversation. The very loud, apparently very stupid redhead at the other end of the table had gotten to yelling about apparent trade secrets in an accent not so different from the rambling psychopath in his head. It was giving him a migraine.
He recognised the blonde who woke him up at first spouting a lot of scientific jargon in a very obvious sort of way. Testing projects and departments, golems and weapons. If they were meant to be giving the impression they were hapless civilians they were failing pretty magnificently.
He felt entirely downplayed even though he was dressed in little more than a jumpsuit and a great deal of jewellery.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:20 pm
Interesting. He noted, watching 'Michael' and 'Rep' interact with each other. It seemed the blond had a very strong influence over the red head. He filed that note away for later. "Tree stands for life then. That makes sense, funny actually Tree of life." He asked almost instantly as Ami said what he was. It was more of a statement than a question, either way. It made him glance towards H and Clarice once more, their faces being pointed out just before. So they were his new bosses? Then a arm went around his shoulder and with a soft 'ohshit' he found himself reclining back a little more. A almost exasperated look was tossed at Ian, before it was wiped away. A few days he could deal with. A look was also tossed towards the new blond who spoke of departments, but he clenched his lip between his teeth to stop any questions that might come back. They had to stop right? Civilians... "...I think the captain seems like a nice guy?" Quinn also did not know how things usually worked here. Nice people usually ended up biting you in the a** the hardest. Quote: too lazy to quote you all >>;;; ILU
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:20 pm
Harland seized Heidi's question like a drowning man to a life preserve. "I doubt that I eat healthier, I was usually pretty broke," he admitted, before much more animatedly explaining: "I used to be a sort of detective, before I got picked up by you guys. Paranormal stuff. You can guess why," he suggested, beaming at her as he leaned forward to see her over the several people between them.
"Nothing I've seen has made me that sick. I didn't have to do a lot of seaside investigations," Harland admitted, quelling his nausea.
"So blood doesn't bother you any?" he asked, as a followup. "Forgive me, this is not polite dinner conversation... what are you ordering?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:21 pm
Tuck's own expression mimicked Kostya's slowly, as if he couldn't help himself from doing so. Just the saddest thing, everything was so sad. "I got you, man," his voice was low as he lifted his arm to signal a waiter. "One screwdriver for the lady," Tuck gestured in Mimsy's direction with a dip of his head, "easy on the vodka, man, real easy because," Tuck dropped his voice, "if she gets too wasted we gonna have to come find you," his pitch rose again, "and I need another beer - and a Sprite for the lady," Tuck tugged slightly on Heidi's hand to indicate who he was talking about. "You guys want anything?" The last was directed at both Kostya and Lucky, just in case they wanted to place an order.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:24 pm
[ enter ]
The dining hall was...well, enormous was putting it mildly. Gale's eyes moved across the crystal chandelier, the long, glossy hardwood tables, the delicate, fine Chinaware, and then back at Stormy, sharing her excited look with a more subtle one of his own. Her enthusiasm was somewhat infectious, however, and he found himself smiling with her.
He squeezed her hand back and let her go, following behind a slower pace, his coat still draped over his arm, other hand slipped into the pocket of his dark grey slacks. Stormy had managed to find Candace in all of this chaos, and Gale stepped up to them, lifting his free hand in a small wave.
"Hey," he said, and stood up on his tiptoes to give Candace a light kiss on her cheek in greeting. "How's it going here? Anything, er...happen?"
By which he meant have there been any more murders in the last forty-five minutes?
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:28 pm
Melvin looked at the guy both him and Rin woke up. Since he didn't know the man's new name, he decided just to play it say. Making a small gesture to get his attention, he asked. "How are you doing?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:43 pm
Candace heard a familiar voice call her name and turned just in time to receive a hug from Stormy. She happily returned the hug, giving a delighted little laugh at the compliment she was given. "As are you, little Belle~!" She was in such a good mood! This was wonderf-- Gale just kissed her on the cheek without being prompted. Her laughter cut off and she stared at Gale with obvious surprise. Pleasant surprise but surprise nonetheless. He didn't do that very often, usually only when he was in the best of moods. She looked from Gale, to Stormy, and then to Gale again. Surprise became a smile when she started to connect the dots. Finally. "No, not yet. Just drink and food orders." She leaned over to return the kiss she had been given with one pressed to Gale's forehead. She gave Stormy a squeeze before she reached out and pulled Gale into the hug as well. Her babies. Ian was right, she was a mama cat with her kittens. "And how are you two? I haven't seen you all night~."
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:43 pm
"I bet it'll end up coloring your teeth too," Harrison grumbled.
He looked sidewise at the introductions.
With a particularly dark glower, and looking completely stricken to say the words, but also out of obligation, he said, "I'm Harry."
His nametag read 'Harry Bolls'.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:45 pm
“Is that so?” she mumbled to Sin’s protest. She shot him a look. “Then I guess as a sun hunter you won’t last long here ,huh?” Eyes grew wide with alarm just before narrowing. Alaska promptly punched him in the shoulder. While she carried herself gracefully, the power in that punch was hardly conducive to her businessman-like posture. “We…” She paused. Nice avoidance of the word friend, there. “…need to stick together. That’s all.”
The corner of her mouth twitched before she grabbed a glass of water and sipped. Her brows were already furrowed when she set the drink down. “Your memory is hazy? You’re awfully relaxed about that, aren’t you? Memories are important. Knowing your roots is important.” Alaska’s face twisted as she recalled her childhood: a suburban neighborhood filled with pristine white picket fences and serenity. A picture-perfect community filled with smiling mothers and fathers and children. But perfection didn’t actually exist.
“Virginia,” she answered curtly. “Nice neighborhood. Fairly wealthy family. Good education. A comfortable, luxurious lifestyle.” She could have easily gone on and delved deeper into their childhood, but she found it unfair considering Sin’s memory was hazy. That didn’t make him suspicious at all. No reason to be cautious whatsoever. Nope. Geez. You’re no fun at all~Xaki I think it was Virginia??? Lemme get back to you on that <_>
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:45 pm
Lawr glanced sidelong at Melvin and gave him a friendly sort of smile. "Well today so far I've found a dead body and had a few drinks. It is an improvement since my time before this I suppose. On a chart my time would be improving."
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Rep next to Harrison made a very strangled sort of sound somewhere between a laugh and a snort.
He tried not to, he really did.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:46 pm
Bless, you, Tuck. Bless you for understanding in ways Kostya cannot vocalize. "Just some vater, please," he mumbled, not looking at the poor waiter. Instead, he gently laid a hand on the back of Mimsy's chair: close enough for her to notice, but not actually touching. "Vith lemon."
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:50 pm
The tension and worry did not go ignored by Mimsy, though it was entirely misinterpreted into a general feeling of bad. She said nothing to either stir or solve the situation, but was somewhere in the middle of a conditional equation of cloud physics. Specifically, it dealt with mixed-phase clouds and the supercooling of molecules and varying pressures that would result in - at the end of her calculation - rapid evaporation and ice crystal growth within the saturated environm--
"This room is cold," she stated, her gaze hopping from letter to letter on the menu as she switched tracks, determining whether or not there was an algorithm to quantify the ratio of vowels to asterisks - little stars, Greek - which, if written as a subscript, denoted an operand of the differential....
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:50 pm
Harrison punched Rep right in the shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Jun 17, 2013 1:52 pm
Apparently the punch knocked the lid right off his jar of laughter and he went from snorting to outright cracking up.
"Bahahaahaha. ******** HARRY. Harry bolls."
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