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 Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 9:33 am
Oh little Piglet.
Poor, pathetic Piglet.
Being stuck in that part of the labyrinth where the walls got narrower and narrower, it had taken the boy just a leetul bit longer to reach for his pendant and warp the hell out of here. Always late. Always the punchline of a joke...
But he was scared now.
Ralph didn't know whose voice that was in the center of the maze, only that it was something awful. Not one of them, but another creature entirely. While he had, of course, managed to fight a couple of creatures in his day... Something about the voice of his comrades panicking over the unidentified woman sent his spine chilling.
Now, having fully missed the fight, he waddled to the next post, staring at Velda as she gave her commands. Oh God, the Argus. Now, Ralph enjoyed experimenting with them under the strict supervision and readily available medical help in the lab... But taking them out already?
Simon's voice softly called to the boy, trying to hide his sadness. Simon rarely became sad. He was the answer to Ralph's proud yet obviously pessimistic attitude.
Which meant Ralph would have to have hope for the both of them. Great.
We'll be alright. We got luck. Amazing how the little things kept you going through dire and abysmal situations.
The sound of his name caught Piglet by surprise. Was that... Clint? What was he doing here? Ice Queen C-clint? This is Ralph. *cough* I'm here.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 9:51 am
The voice came over his speaker, and inwardly Clint let out a sigh of relief. He sounded bad, sure, but he was still alive. He scowled, looking around. Sexy Cocaine Get your s**t together and get over here, Piglet, we got a job to do. Since Piglet was the only Life hunter he knew that well, and he wasn't about to drive that thing. He was a Sun Hunter, not a computer nerd!
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 9:57 am
Nio Love Headset No worries, Mariposita. I am here. Indeed, Julio did pick up on Em's yammering over the headset. Moving on over by her and those around, he nodded to the group, then walked over towards where Velda was. He might not have given her a gift earlier, but that didn't mean he didn't have anything. Just at that time, he didn't feel it was the right time. With a smile, he gave a bow while presenting a little crystal rose for the Life Division leader. Wordlessly, he straightened back up, then returned to keep watch over Em's body. "Alright. Let's get this show on the road, shall we?" he grinned towards her, Lowe, and Marsh.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 10:00 am
He glanced around ,and made his way towards the main group of hunters. His rainbow hair stood out, and his expression told that he was still looking. Who was going to group with him? Who should he ask. It was something Alexi supposed he'd have to find out on his own. He glanced towards Clint and Piglet He had no idea who they were.....but maybe they'd want a Runic Hunter to help them out? Or was there someone else around who had no one to help them?
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 10:30 am
He had made it out! He had made it out and... Zoey was nowhere to be found. Cliff, though, there he was... but Zoey? Damn.Ol-j-man headset Zoey... Zoey, I'm so sorry. This might be goodbye, so... thank you, and I--ah. I'll see you again soon, and we can... we can go on that date.
He had scorned them before, but now tears were pressing at his eyes. Zoey, Zoey... he was so sorry... Just one last embrace. He would have killed for it.
Now he went on search for Lowe, the only man he had met in the labyrinth who certainly would be found with Marsh. He would defend them if needed, or pilot the craft...
<< You refuse me action on our last mission together? >>
Again, Adam simply ignored his weapon and pushed through the crowd to Lowe.
"...my usual companions and I have been separated. Are you looking for another team member?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 10:30 am
"I do feel much better with a bodyguard," Marsh said to Lowe with a quirk of a smile, and grinned at Em as she moved to join them. "We've got you covered, gorgeous." Perhaps not literally, but that was another time and place. He shook his head at the question. "Sorry - I haven't seen him." He knew Julio only by sight; after his first year, he'd kept himself apart as much as possible, made few friends. Did he regret that? He wasn't sure. Miyako stirred softly. He had her, she reminded him. I know, princess.Em returned to lean against Marsh's back, and he smiled and kept still, providing her a nice, warm support to lean on. He caught Lowe's eye, giving him a long, steady look. Whatever this was between them, it had been good, for the short time they'd known each other. He held no illusions about this mission. The chance that they'd be alive to figure things out later was vanishingly small. But the brief friendship was one that, for once, he didn't regret. A thought struck him. He put his hand up to his headset. Trundlebug Headset: Isaac! Betcha Miyako and I can take down more creatures than you and Kyanos. To Julio he gave a friendly smile. There he was. Looked like Em would have her defenders, indeed.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 10:45 am
The status of having to work without the guidance of the moon leader didn't feel right with Neil. Out of all the moons, Jonathan was the largest moon, Ganymede. and he himself was Pluto, just trying to fit in. He only hoped that Jon was going to survive, he was their support, his support.
The musings of worries over his squad could wait as the soft yet authoritative voice of Velda buzzed in his ear, pulling the blonde out back into the current situation. He didn't say much and listened as she broke down the missions tasks and what they needed to do besides the all important one of survival. "understood miss." he replied back without hesitation and surprisingly irritation in his voice. The brat wasn't going to be bratty at a time like this.
The only problem was, being used to many solo or two man missions, working with a group just seemed foreign to the little Pluto. regardless, the moon hunter took a deep breath and walked up to the gathering of people and began to wait, patiently.
Just like what Jonathan would do.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 11:32 am
 Well.. this didn't sound good. That whole 'bad feeling' from earlier steadily got worse. Things were not okay, and it didn't look like they would get better. Despite the feeling of impending doom looming over his shoulder, Aiden kept his mind business oriented, idly meandering after the briefing to find a team. Life or Death, he had a job to do. That's what he signed up for. That being said, he had no qualms with approaching strangers or hunters he barely knew. Aiden sauntered up to Ralph, since he was nearby, giving him a light punch to the shoulder. "Need some company for Doomsday?" He asked with a poker face. Oh, was he talking on the headset to somebody? Oops~
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 11:37 am
There/ That person...he looked kind of lost too. Smiling a bit, he made his way over to the other, those golden eyes slightly apprehensive, "Hey you....Do you have someone to work with yet?" It was a simple enough. Of course, he never was a man of many words. It was just his way. He needed someone to help him do this, and someone who was alone would likely be willing to work with him...right?
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 11:51 am
Gear went up to Velda and Henry, fist punching eagerly into his other palm. Division leaders and assistants were their steady rock, something to always come back to. That small fact in itself was somewhat of a relief towards Gear. In their ever-changing constant of their lives, he was grateful they were the large looming rock.
"It's gonna be go time soon. When we come back, it's gonna be heck of a party, won't it?" He grinned, extending both arms to both Henry and Velda. He had that silly grin, matching his silly fedora hat on his head. Gear was always known for just being a little bit silly, although the chance of that going around the rest of the moon hunters when they were never around .. Well, it was up to the leaders and their assistants to rarely see the unique quirks brought forth within their divisions. Probably.
"Yahoo!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 12:08 pm
Her gaze swept over the gathered hunters as Velda mentioned it getting into groups of at least three, a minimum of two guards and someone to pilot the Argus. As Flair stared at all the faces within the crowd she wondered how many would be walking away from this task alive. She crossed her arms as a sudden chill overtook her body. Death would be coming soon. It was fact, but now was not the time to dwell on it. Flair still had a mission to accomplish. She went back to listening to the rest of Velda’s explanation. Ten minutes. Ten minutes until the start of everything.
Once they were dismissed she weaved through the crowd toward Aki. She had somehow managed to spot her through the sea of Life and Moon hunters. “Would you like to be in a group?” Despite their volatile relationship, Flair figured a Sun hunter would make an apt guard. The woman held out a hand, a temporary truce perhaps. Then she briefly looked around. Assuming Aki agreed, they were still one man short and she preferably wanted more than just two guards. She almost sighed. Dammit Nico, where were you?
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 12:21 pm
Clutching at the gift, the leader stared at retreating Julio's back as if willing him to bring Em through safely. Henry glanced down at her as if wishing he had some disinfectant. One after another they came with a small gift, a little sign of affection, another crack in his leader's heart. The Life assistant just stared at Gear like he was some kind of unwanted alien life form, but Velda at least gave him a hug, "Bring me back a present, and we'll see." Bring me back my Life hunters.
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 12:30 pm
Moon and Life. VELDA of all people. Dylan looked a tad discouraged- that woman always creeped him out just a little. Nevermind that really, all lifers kind of posed a discerning vibe to him. Sighing heavily the moonie followed faithfully behind, shooting Gabby a final look of dismay. He'd been enjoying her company.
Fortunately the first thing he'd heard when headsets were distrubted was a page from her- the first of all the universal wavelinks to be directed at him.
huni pi OVER HEADSET"I reckon we're uh we're uh we're uhbout to see the fireworks yareckon tuh-tuh-too?"
As uncoordinated as Dylan was he looked up slowly, licked his now chapped lips, and nervously approached any which hunter he could locate that was still unassigned. "Anyone.. uh... needuh... needuh me in thar group?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 12:39 pm
She heard a voice behind her and Flair turned around. It was a male hunter. Her eyes traveled down to his jacket and spotted the moon emblem. He didn’t sound too particularly calm—deep, deep down inside she felt a pang of sympathy for him. She glanced at Aki, then back at Dylan. As much as she wanted her cousin to be here, she hadn’t seen him and she had to work with what she had. “We need a third person,” she offered. Besides, she thought, a sun and moon combination would be useful. Flair shot a look at the sun hunter. Don’t screw things up, okay?
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 1:01 pm
Quick and efficient. That was how hunters worked. no slimey sleezeball dark shadowy demon of the night could ever match their collective force... mentally. Physically that was a whole different story OBVIOUSLY.
Nodding swiftly to Flair, Dylan was able to force a little bit of teeth before speaking.
"Okay I will du-du-do my best Flair yahear?" he said genuinely... but the fact that she was a lifer was unsettling. Sun's were generally rowdy but Lifers were just WEIRD. Still... she never did read as weird as Velda? Both of them he'd met before on various missions where mixed factions occurred but for the most part he was hoping he could learn a thing or two about them maybe if they lived long enough.
If they lived long enough.
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