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Syusaki rolled 1 100-sided dice:
86
Total: 86 (1-100)
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 Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 5:59 pm
He strained his ears to listen to the other senior hunters, but found only the same words echoing around him. His forehead filled with creases as he fell into deep thought. Something was happening at Deus, and it was big. Yet, the higher ups refused to tell everyone else. What was so hush-hush about it? He thought back to the mission with Sandy, which eventually led him to recall the USB and the old, 1999 files. Another nervous tug on his goggles when he recalled one of the mission reports. Gas masks. Was the something perhaps related to the files? No, that couldn’t be. Finding the files had only been a coincidence, right?
Frowning, Wilson decided to move somewhere else. He scanned the crowd, perhaps hopeful to spot familiar faces. A few of them he recognized, but his eyes lit up when he found Ami. Wilson glanced at the faces he passed before he was closer to the moon trainee now. “Ami! Hey,” he greeted softly.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 6:03 pm
"Works for me." She replied with a nod. "Lead the way."
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kuropeco rolled 1 100-sided dice:
89
Total: 89 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 6:47 pm
Outside of his window, the flag of Deus Ex Machina was held at half mast, the blue and grey banner fluttering very slightly in the small gusts of wind that occurred at random intervals. It was only partially visible in the fog, but just enough that everyone could see it.
Gale hated that flag almost as much as he hated what it meant.
Standing several yards away from the gravesite, Gale was leaning back against a tree, his arms folded across his chest. If the thunderous look on his face wasn't enough, the entire stiff, and utterly tense posture just screamed I don't want to be here.
And he didn't. He didn't want to face this, because facing it meant that it was real, that he couldn't pretend that it hadn't happened - not that he was doing that in the first place, but it had been easier when he had not even thought about it. Gale had simply...pushed the thoughts out of his mind.
Out of sight, out of mind. Wasn't that how the phrase went?
Gale closed his eyes.
<< It'll be all right. >>
No it won't.
<< Maybe not today it won't, no. But it will be, eventually. You will be. >>
There was no reply to this - only a brief shake of his head, Gale leaning it back against the trunk of the tree. He didn't want to be here, but after he and Saya had left the flowers at those two doors, he had felt almost an obligation to come and pay his respects.
He owed them that, much at least.
Gale inhaled slowly, then let out a shaking breath. Around him there were voices, so many voices, and too many new headstones, the muggy scent of the fog surrounding him. And he could hear voices - low, angry voices, frustration laced through the words, along with uneasiness:
"- never came back. They found something, they found something big, and now the higher ups are trying to cover it up. They know something we don't, and if they're not telling us then-"
Gale's thoughts came to a screeching halt.
Found? Found what? What are they trying to cover up?
And then came the inevitable: Is this Caelius' doing? Or higher up? What did they find and why would they hide it?
I don't know what's going on anymore.
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Bilious rolled 1 100-sided dice:
30
Total: 30 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 8:25 pm
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Rown rolled 1 100-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 9:16 pm
Ofelia didn't personally know the hunters who had died, nor did she honestly believe that there had been anything brought back. Last she had seen of Sandy and Barney their bodies were rotting in a watery grave, or at least were dropping down to rot in the water. It was unlikely anyone could have gotten back or would have even thought to go back, but the fact that she couldn't sleep was what drove Ofelia to the memorial. She went dressed casual, not like she had anything nice to wear anyway, and was shocked to see so many people there looking so somber.
What actually shocked her most of all though was that the club did indeed have a graveyard, with stones and dirt and everything else. She always assumed people would be sent home if they died at the club, seemed the most logical choice of all, but to have bodies on the grounds? Aside from making her a little leery she had this strange desire to just. . . sit in the graveyard at night and see if anything came out. What if one of the people turned into a zombie? Holy crap that would be balls awesome. The giddy thought of fighting zombies completely outweighed the common sense that she'd have to fight and kill people she knew, and Ofelia approached the graves of the fallen after everyone seemed to spread out.
". . . . . . " The proper thought would be to remain silent, right? Her mind was swimming with thoughts, she wanted to ask a million questions, but instead Ofelia just gingerly placed a hand atop the gravestone that bore Sandy's name - no, Sandra. Ofelia still had her journal, the one full of flowers, and she made herself a mental note to go back and check it out when this was all over. There could be more than just flowers in the book, more than just that note as well. People didn't just normally carry books with flowers with them everywhere, did they?
Well, not normal people. No one in the Deus Ex club was normal an -
"It's the goddamn apocaly- look, we don't talk about it, not here, not now. God knows they'll send us in first to die."
Someone nearby spoke, their words a harsh whisper turned snap. It got Ofelia's attention away from the stone and away from her thoughts of the book and she looked at the pair who spoke, her eyebrows raising themselves upwards. Apaca-what?
Did they mean to say alpaca? That didn't make any sense.
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its me debz rolled 1 100-sided dice:
64
Total: 64 (1-100)
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 10:43 pm
Clerise stared at the last two tombstones, her heart heavy and her reserves a little on the empty side.
"You were a good girl," she said to Sandy, lips pursed, voice low and a little scratchy. "I didn't really know you, though." Her eyes flick to Barney's marker. "Neither of you."
"But you were good. Good hunters. Good people."
You didn't deserve to die that way, is what she adds on to herself.
{[ They were weak. ]}
"Look, see, twelve years ago, they organize the same mission request, the same one that all remaining Hunters are being recalled to."
Her ears perked up at the sound of some bitchy intermediate being a complete blowhole.
"They send the summons for us to return a week prior. Then they all disappear. Not to mention the horsemen that-"
Horsemen. Clerise whipped her head around to catch who it was, but they were gone. <********. Just ******** all of this.
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Rown rolled 1 100-sided dice:
38
Total: 38 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 12:44 pm
Ofelia wanted to know more, to know if they actually meant the alpacas or, as Rue was suggesting in her head, the thing known as the apocolypse. Something or another about the world ending, that was what that word meant, and Ofelia shuddered in spite of her attempt to think she'd heard right with 'alpacas' after all. The end of the world? Impossible - it must have just been gossip. Or maybe she'd...joined a cult instead of a club.
A cult instead of a club would explain the matching jackets and divisions and dying members a whole lot more than just being a in a club would, but that didn't really make sense - she hadn't had to swear on anything nor did she have to give up her social security number and as far as she knew she hadn't been reported dead anywhere. Plus didn't cults usually have massive orgies and a god they followed? ( Ofelia was vague on cults, that was okay ) As far as she could tell then maybe they were just talking about the whole Mayan calendar theory that people had mentioned a while back, about the world ending because the calendar stopped. She could accept that, it made more sense, and she went to take a few steps and leave when she caught snippets of another conversation.
"I just got word for the next big mission, they're deploying almost one-hundred of us, and that's not including trainees. That's kind of big numbers, why would they need so many of us unless-"
A hundred? Why did that number sound so familiar? No, maybe she was thinking of two-hundred, that weird mission she'd read up on during that time in the library with everyone and the USB. There had been a large number of people during that mission too and only two had come out alive. Her face paled at that memory and she looked to see if the people talking would say more but they'd moved on, taking their secrets and words with them.
Ofelia wasn't the type to normally be paranoid but hearing only bits and pieces of important conversations was about to make it so.
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Rown rolled 1 100-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-100)
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 10:24 am
She didn't hear anything new in her wanderings, just another mention of what Ofelia was hoping to be alpacas and not the end of the world. Her mind hurt, she had too many thoughts rolling around like bugs in her skull, and she placed the tips of her fingers to her left temple and rubbed it ever so slightly. She used to do that when she was little, to help with the pain in her eye socket, but now it was a habit to show she was uneasy.
The end of the world? A huge mission coming up? She felt like something big was coming so soon in, and she felt like she should be scared.
But she wasn't scared, she was excited for the adventure. She was going to go on an adventure and it would be amazing.
. . . unless she died. Ofelia dismissed that thought and turned on her heels, quickly heading out of the area. She had things to maybe think about.
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Huni Pi rolled 1 100-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 10:56 pm
Before came not because he was particularly close or attached to the dead Hunters. But he was quiet as he paid his respects to the two who had sacrificed their lives in order to ensure the rest of the trainees made it. In some way, Before could slightly get why some of the Hunters might look at trainees with contempt. They had died to protect the trainees, though whether they should even have been there was more on the division leader who called them in's responsibility. Chain of command and all that.
But then again, Before didn't expect division leaders to care about things like that. Allan and Aria aside, the other two certainly showed no indication they gave a flying fu-
"It's the goddamn apocaly- look, we don't talk about it, not here, not now. God knows they'll send us in first to die."
The Misty's head inclined towards the voice, trying to decipher which direction it came from but there were too many downcast faces, too many heads turned away, it could have come from any one of these Hunters.
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Huni Pi rolled 1 100-sided dice:
28
Total: 28 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:05 pm
Before wondered what else happened at that location, why were there so many tablets? How many Hunters had died in there? Or trainees for that matter? The Misty was silently pondering on how long it'll be before it's his turn to encounter death himself.
"I just got word for the next big mission, they're deploying almost one-hundred of us, and that's not including trainees. That's kind of big numbers, why would they need so many of us unless-"
Again, the Misty's head turned this way and that, what were these Hunters talking about? If he could just figure out the who maybe he could lean in closer to glean more information from them?
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Huni Pi rolled 1 100-sided dice:
59
Total: 59 (1-100)
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 11:24 pm
As Before tried to search for the people whispering and murmuring, he had to be subtle. He had to be careful. He had to still be respectful to the dead because... they might come back at any given them and wouldn't that just be so <******** awkward?
"- Searched the archives, all information has been wiped out. I'm telling you, there are no information on the archives about the last incident, that's a whole decade from 1990 to 2000 just freaking gone-"
Wait... that decade? Didn't Story tell him something like that? After that visit to the caves thing? She did mention something about a USB drive with info on it. Maybe he should get his best friend to fill him in again? Did that have anything to do with this upcoming mission of a hundred Hunters? Oh God, they were going to be so undermanned and understaffed... Hopefully they won't just throw anyone into Hunter-status just to fill in quotas. Before wasn't sure if he would want to become a fully fledged Hunter just yet.
Or ever...
Silly Before, what have I told you about thinking that way? I will not have such self-destroying thoughts!
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