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 Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 5:42 pm
As Otto was distracted by Eva trying to sip some booze, Hazel thought it would be great to loosen up the poor schmuck. Making sure he wasn't looking, she slowly reached over the table and poured in a bit of fun juice into his... well... juice.
Slipping back into her seat, Hazel smiled deviously, and quickly wiped her smile to a more casual feign look. "Banana. Banana! Bananabananabananabanana!" she teased him then finally, "Bandana!" pointing right to his head, even though he was wearing a beanie.
Back to Eva, "Thanks!" smiling at the girl, "I'm Hazel. What's with this sour Banana?" eyes looking at Otto.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 5:43 pm
Rin held her breath as the awkwardness became almost tangible. Only finally releasing it once Sasha turned the slightest bit of attention back on her. Right, food, she'd almost forgotten entirely. She smiled and nodded her head, "Yes please, I'm starving."
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 5:50 pm
Jerry stared as the words hit his ears, what semblance of calm and passive aggressively powered togetherness melting away as Sasha leaned in to kiss the man beside her.
Before, he might have attested it to paranoia. Lingering feelings. Suspicions. Insanity, maybe. This was inarguable.
He swallowed, but made no reply.
He stared intently at the hodgepodge thanksgiving meal laid before him.
Wash... had swept in where he wasn't man enough to, wasn't enough to fill whatever void, whatever need Sasha had. Whatever Jerry was, it was never enough, never right, never good enough for any woman. That much was clear.
He needed to accept that. He needed to let her go. She didn't want him. She probably never wanted him. He had probably just been convenient. A convenient mistake.
He continued to say nothing as he ate, listening without listening to the other conversations at the table. He took a long sip of his fresh vodka.
He wiped the dampness from his cheeks with a bloody throated turkey napkin.
"I am thankful to have known her. Even for a short while." He said softly, mostly to himself.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 5:54 pm
The alcohol in his system had lowered his defences enough that he had honestly expected Leon to just fill the cup in the spirit of the night, when he received next to nothing but harsh words there was a few slow moments where he couldn't even hide how startled and hurt he was by it, struck silent of his usual snarky retorts. He had to hand it to the guy, Leon had nailed him when he least expected it - and slow on the uptake as he was, he could hardly remember why. The last thing he remembered doing was healing the Life hunter.
"Oh don't worry, I ******** won't." he snarled, anger replacing the void of surprise and hurt. He was done playing nice, when in Rome do as the ******** Romans do.
He slammed the glass down on the table, underestimating his strength as it became casualty number two of the night. He didn't want to be at the table any longer, he didn't want to be there at all, how the ******** had he let himself get roped into this? He picked up the broken glass angrily. "I forgot there's no ******** point in trying on this ******** island."
And shoving out his chair, he stalked into the kitchen to put the fragments in the bin, but mostly to get the hell away from everyone concerned.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 6:03 pm
And suddenly Rin was no longer hungry. She watched Rep stalk off out of the room and after shooting Sasha a fleeting apologetic look, "I'll be right back..."
She deftly scurried after Rep into the kitchen.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 6:26 pm
Ofelia had spent her time still washing the dishes, listening to Melvin talk about her inability to cope and want to be with others, and she was going to tell him that he was completely correct when all of a sudden the kitchen door opened wide and what appeared to be a very drunk Rep was followed by either an also drunk Rin or an overly concerned Rin. The redhead turned to look just as they entered, a frown placed on her lips. She'd come into the kitchen to get away from drunks after all, had been followed in by Melvin, and now this.
Good lord. People sucked.
"Melvin, Ah'll be right out, so go outside an' calm everythin' down 'cause this is lookin' like sommin' hit the fan." The Sun trainee's voice had a bit of a command to it, unusual for someone who liked to ask people politely (or just did it herself without asking anyway), and she looked at the Life hunter with a slightly serious expression. "Ah'mma stay in here an' fix this."
The this, of course, referred to Rep and his inhabitation of her kitchen. Anywhere else is Deus she'd have let him simmer but this was her sandbox, he was in it, and screw him and Rin if they didn't like it. Inside her kitchen she had little to fear which...may have been a good or bad thing, depending.
"Rep, what the hell? An' yer...Rin? What's goin' on out there that yer bringin' in a broken glass?" Fearlessly she walked over to the much larger, much more fuming and male redhead, and she frowned deeply at the contents he carried.Saliru i'm assuming maybe their RP takes place after this so she's a bit vague on name?
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 6:36 pm
The teen gave Eva a disgruntled look, but let go of her mouth. She was a big girl (older than him) and able to make her own decisions. "Fiiine.."Otto was none the wiser to the slipping of booze into his innocent glass of juice. Well played, Hazel. "Oh bite me." Otto huffed at her teasing, reaching for his glass for another sip. He also reached for some canned turkey. Fake meat or not, it was something.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 6:38 pm
Melvin could hear the commotion in the other room. The raised voices he heard, along with the sounds of shattered glass. It was sounding more than a bar fight than a Thanksgiving dinner, and he closed his eyes to pinch the bridge of his noise under his glasses when he heard the discussion outside of the room. One dinner. One ********, little holiday, and they couldn't just save it for after? Then again, it was Thanksgiving.
He then jumped when the door popped open, seeing Rep burst in looking more than a bit unbalanced and holding some glass shards, followed by Rin. Oh great.Well, better than holding a limb, and there was no blood on the broken bottle.
Ofelia's attempt at ordering fell flat, as the already controlling man glared back at her. "Until someone screams for a medic, nothing needs fixed. It's just drama. It happens all the time during holidays. Now stop doing dishes and get out there. I swear to god Ofelia, I will drag your a** out there." He also looked at the dishes. "Those are mine anyways." It would be his reward for all this stress.
His attention went to Rin and Rep, refusing to leave this in Ofelia's hands. She might be in her happy place, but her track record for handling problems, namely her own, wasn't the best.
"So what's going on now?" He said to them. He was at least glad they came to the kitchen instead of continuing whatever this was all about in the dinning room.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 6:45 pm
Rep hadn't been expecting to be intercepted, or followed in the kitchen, so when faced with the (not much) shorter Sun barring his path, his anger only got worse. He was stung and needed a place to recoup and lick his wounds. As far as he was concerned, twenty questions was not what he needed. He came to a halt only to hold up the glass. "I broke.. I broke a ******** tumbler, okay? I'm binning it." he snapped, every line of his posture taut and anxious, even if he did teeter a bit.
And then Melvin was demanding what happened, and Rin was behind him and he'd had enough.
"Ev..efferybody get the <******** OOT AE MY WIY!" he yelled, determined to walk right past the whole lot of them to the bin, if Melvin wanted to find out what had ******** happened, he could ask Rin.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 6:49 pm
"Excellent vintage of wine Melvin." Leon said, after giving the drink a hearty sip. "good age."
Did he have anymore ******** to give? Nope. It was Thanksgiving.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 7:07 pm
Rin wasn't talking though. Instead she continued to follow Rep at what she approximated to be a safe distance. Just watching with a hopeless frown. As far as she was concerned words weren't going to help the situation but leaving him alone felt... wrong too.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 7:18 pm
"Ah'll move outta yer way an' let ya be if ya gimmie the glass, Rep. Yer gonna cut yer hands an' ya may not be sober 'nough ta care or feel it bu Ah'd rather ya didn't." Ofelia didn't move, even with all his bellowing, and instead held her hands out in front of her. Let him hit her, let him scream or whine or whatever, but she was going to get that glass away from him before he did something stupid like stab her in the throat.
Because yeah, she wouldn't put it pass him even if they were on slightly more civil terms now. Melvin was there though, and Rin, but that wasn't on her mind too much as she just stood there. Speaking of Melvin, she turned and looked at him, still in front of Rep.
"Melvin, shut up. Ah was gonna go but threatenin' me ain't the way ta do it, so yeah." The fact Ofelia just told someone to shut up and was totally ignoring someone's suggestions was weird. Also she was not wanting to go outside, ******** that noise people were still drinking and breaking glasses.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 7:24 pm
Rep was off the other end of furious as he was blocked on his way to the bin. Ofie's intentions were well meaning but he wanted to get to the bin simply on principle, without dealing with other people. "I don't care if I cut my ******** hands." he snarled, just to make a point, clenching his fist around the glass hard enough to break the skin. Tracey's protests were ignored as he let blood slowly drip onto the floor. "So too late to stop me hurting myself. Let. Me. Past."
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 7:31 pm
Melvin just glared at her. "A little late in the game to grow a backbone." He told her. Rin wasn't any help right now, and Rep did a wonderful example of making situations better.
Stepping out of the way, he went to find the first aid kit in the kitchen, He wasn't going to have Rep bleeding everywhere.
He popped the metal kit hanging on the wall and sorted through it. He should have had a drink at least before all this happened.
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 7:32 pm
Leon got a small grin. "Better to get Cass a taste for wine than booze cake." He froze a bit before Serling back into his seat, notably not lifting his glass to the petty arguments. "Well I'll be damned." Blue eyes rolled over to one death trainee. "Otto, you have my thanks, for showing more maturity than about half the people in this room in the past thirty or so minutes." He lifted his glass to the younger man. Well done Otto well done.
Still he'd gotten his wine for a reason and it just felt wrong. Wrong not to at least acknowledge them. "If I can make a toast... I want it to be to those who have gone before us. The ones who helped us become hunters. The ones who saved our lives despite never knowing us. To the fallen." Dis hummed in the back of his head, reminding him of the ever inevitable.
Marcus swirled the wine in his glass before downing a good bit of it. Drinking for d**k, it seemed appropriate. Maybe drinking a bit for himself too. "Frankly speaking. ******** the petty arguments, ******** the damn personal jabs and all this bullshit aside, I'll miss you assholes when you're gone. So even if you're all going to piss in each others cereal tonight, I'm going to enjoy this damn dinner with you all because it could be the only one we'll get."
He promptly sat his a** down and began to eat.
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