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 Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 1:27 am
"I'm used to it." Rep grumbled harmlessly, giving Melvin a squeeze, once he was actually in a hug, decidedly feline and effortless about it. Tiger was probably an apt nickname. It was something he'd needed, Melvin was always an unknown quantity and he felt permanently held at arms length. He'd been about to give up, now he wouldn't, Melvin would have someone who'd protect him regardless. He let go reluctantly, terrified of making things awkward but glad they'd somehow managed to reconcile things.
"Did you break your specs?" he asked casually.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 1:35 am
Without Sophie around, he hadn't spoken to anyone, and he also realized that in the months since he'd been here, he hadn't actually really touched anyone that wasn't just passing over paperwork or checking a IV. It was a bit overwhelming but very needed, and he realized, like most times when he hadn't seen his sister or family to get that sort of contact, he'd been starved of it.
When released, he still had his hands slightly wrapped around Rep and then quickly jerked them back in place. Hug was over, Melvin. Hands back to yourself. Yup.
"Uh, yeah." He reached into his trunks, fishing them out to show them. "Bad thing about goggles. The lenses just don't pop out." He inspected them and breathed out. The lens was cracked on one side and there was a broken piece to the right temple. He'd have to just make due for now. "I'll have to check in somewhere about ordering a prescription." He ran a hand through his softer hair. "I completely forgot I was wearing them."
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 1:37 am
 Oh, Reon-kun. Jerry never knew you cared... There might have been blood spurting out the back of his head, but he was too concussed to notice.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 2:19 am
One might have thought auditioning for an acting part was right up Robert's alley. And it was, normally. But there was something.. really weird going on, at Deus today. Robert, to his credit, was actually starting to notice it. It started with the threesome and their new pet sparkling up a storm and acting way more ridiculous than he'd ever seen them before. At some point, perhaps magically, some popcorn was being passed around. Robert wrapped his arms around Petra from behind, held the popcorn up to her, and snacked on it while watching the fireworks. "See, what'd I say? Just like a soap opera." He muttered, his eyes glued to the action. Then, when the challenge was made, Robert was uncharacteristically quiet. More popcorn was eaten, as he watched as, one by one, the boys all got up and acted their hearts out. Then they splashed into the water like dead fish. And through it all, Robert just watched, intense and captivated by how ******** absurd the entire event was. At some point, perhaps when the popcorn was gone, his phone slowly rose up from his hand, and he pressed 'record'. Worth it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 9:32 am
"Jerry... you got stuff coming out of your head."
was that red sparkles, possibly a very severe bloody nose? Jerry its was just Cpr, please keep it in your pants.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 9:36 am
"At least we have leave this month still, you could probably get something sorted out. Even if its no goggles." He had no idea where you got prescription goggles and remembered the conversation with Melvin about how tough they were to come by. "If you badly need replacements there's like a store cupboard with like. Extra glasses and s**t. Not many and no exactly made to measure but." he shrugged. "Was where I got mine."
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 11:41 am
Melvin still looked at his goggles, not entirely thrilled at a replacement pair that wasn't exactly like his. "I hate normal glasses." He glanced back up at Rep. "Can't pull em off as good as you." Yup, never going to let that go, Rep.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 11:51 am
Rep gave Melvin an entirely deadpan look, trying to ignore how immediately embarassed and flustered comments on those damn glasses got him. They were on better terms again but it did seem like things were somewhat back to normal in the winding each other up stakes. "I can't pull off glasses okay. They look dumb on me because I am like mean and manly and s**t, so they are out of place. Nerds are the ones suited to being speccy."
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iloveyouDIE rolled 4 6-sided dice:
6, 6, 6, 3
Total: 21 (4-24)
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 12:04 pm
[[ Division Lead - Ttly cool bby - Petrified - Sorta Lame dive ]] Bix had been screwing around, posing with the wind in his hair, as everyone did their dives. He was running through some sort of dramatic internal monologue that prevented him from being very aware of what was going on until he was nudged towards the diving board. He drew his lot as a Division Lead and posed, so dramatically, in thought as he channeled his character. "Shut the hell up! I'll be right there!" He pointed at the victim as he channeled Caelius. Thankfully, despite Caelius' brusque demeanor, he was bishie as hell and so as he climbed the ladder. He stood, dramatically at the top, wind blowing his hair as he offered his hand to the victim. "I don't need any more deaths on my hands.." His voice was deep and soulful, with a hint that maybe there may be a sensitive sould deep inside. "GET BEHIND ME!" He spun, but didn't leap around like a crazy person. No. He was Caelius. Caelius didn't leap. He stood. Stared. Deep and intense eyes with a hint of internal sadness. If only he had his badass scythe, he'd just cut them to ribbons. And then he was to fall. Dive but... Well he wasn't much of a diver and he figured Caelius wasn't very prone to doing swan dives anyway. He fell. Dramatic as s**t though.  He hit the water hard but looks oh so shiny when he did it.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 12:12 pm
Melvin rose up his broken glasses, holding them up to look through them at a distance and looking through them at Rep. "Mean, says the guy who just hugged me. Manly, when I just saw you get weepy with your boyfriends a while ago. Nerdy, for someone who is here not for the vacation time as much as he is giddy for the computers. I think that explains why you pull off your glasses so well." He said with a cocky grin.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 12:20 pm
"Oh come on, that hug was a bro hug." Rep attempted feebly. "It was like manly bro feelings. And erm. That earlier with the guys..." he bit his lip and wracked his brain for an excuse for that. "..that wasn't really normal. I mean...Ace and I aren't normally like.." he waved a hand vaguely. "..like that."
"And liking computers does not make me nerdy either. I do it with class and s**t. A lot of people game and they aren't nerds. Ace plays games and he's not one."
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"So see?" he rhymed off on his fingers. "Manlybrohug. Messed up something or other. Manly game playing."
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 12:39 pm
Melvin continued to smile, lowering the glasses to pocket them. "You really are a bad liar." He made a dramatic sigh. "Pity though. If you knew about computers, I'd ask for some help with my laptop once it gets runiced - or if I win a computer here. I could have used the help." Such a shame.
He glanced back at Rep.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 12:53 pm
Rep twitched, outright twitched as he fought the urge to volunteer himself. Good sense said no, deny all the way, keep his cool guy reputation.
But excitement said no.
"Well. I know enough I guess." he said, waving a hand vaguely. "I mean before the island I cracked games, movies and s**t. Keygens, updated preloader discs, chipped s**t. I cracked a few laptops too. I could maybe help. Maybe. But not in a ******** nerdy way."
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 1:16 pm
"Really? That would be nice of you if you could." And he in on way was just getting Rep to do this because he wanted to see how much Rep actually knew of computers and if he wore his glasses doing it.
Nope - totally not the reason.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 1:24 pm
"Uh, I didn't get...all of that, s**t. He wants me to do what?"
Duh. Climb the cliff, look at tits, do some flips, hit the X button, phrase + pose, dive off like you got shot.
"...R-right."
Harrison drew lots, looking down at his paper. Division Leader. How was he supposed to act that out? If he was made a Division Head, he'd just be himself, right? Just richer.
He could do it. For Rep-kun and B0nez...
Rep was one of the first to climb. The lights suited him. He seemed unsure at the bottom of the ladder, but the higher he climbed, the more confidence was in each roll of skin and muscle. His grip was sure. Once he hit the top, looking up at him was almost blinding. The moves, like B0nez had said, were tight and controlled. He landed right on mark, wind catching his hair before he executed the final dive with keen and powerful precision. The water whispered once as he hit it. Ahhhh! Harrison was going to explode, how could he even concentrate on lines. So cool, so cool. Rep got out of the pool, glistening and confident and really hot. Ah! Harrison should go over and tell him, ******** amazing, but...
Melvin got there first. He was talking to him and smiling, and blushing, and then they hug... no way, no way.
Could Rep-kun...?
Probably giving Labby sympathy for being a lameass diver. Turn up your cool about 20 notches, you're Division Leader so you're like...final level. B0nez hadn't lost sight of his ambition.
Harrison stayed in line. It didn't matter, no matter what, he'd promised he'd try his hardest for Rep-kun, even if he and Mel-chan... it didn't matter. It didn't matter even if Rep-kun hated him. Plus all the cameras and lights and remembering s**t making him nervous. He got like this before tests, too, and he always got back Ds no matter how much he ******** studied.
Division Leader.
He tried to pretend it was a cliff, but it just looked like a ******** ladder.
...Heh, ladders.
Okay. He could do this.
"Hey, you can't get away with this," he told Tits McGee. ...Or her kidnappers. Whatever. That was something they said in movies, right? He didn't remember James Bond saying much. While he was dicking around on the ladder she was probably going to get eaten.
...Were Rep-kun and Jordan-kun paying attention?
s**t, don't start blushing again.
It was okay, it was fine, he could...
When he got to the top, he looked at the board. ...Did he start now, or? Were they filming still? Say something cool, and pose...or was he supposed to do the lines first? Hell, he was probably out of film. He stood there shaking instead, bright red and shaking with his hands balled into fists. Hurry. s**t! He was messing up!
"U...ugh," He said, walking stiffly towards the end of the board, everything he was supposed to do flown clear out of his brain except... "I got shot."
He moved a hand robotically to his shoulder.
Then he walked briskly to the end of the board and fell just as stiffly.
He was a plank when he hit the water, and the shock of the resounding slap was like hitting a brick wall.
Then he sank.
Whether out of embarrassment or because the hit had knocked him out, it was hard to say.
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