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 Posted: Sat Mar 31, 2012 9:42 pm
"Feh. Stay here long enough and you'll learn to hate'em too.." Otto grumbled back to her. "And where I'm goin' ain't none of your business."Otto whirled around to face his follower, eyes narrowed into slits. "Heroes? There ain't nuthin honorable about runnin' into a slaughter!" He tsked and turned again. "They stopped it, huh? So why is it happenin' all over again?" He muttered through gritted teeth. Maybe this chick was just nuts. Maybe he needed to ask an actual hunter...
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Posted: Sun Apr 01, 2012 10:55 am
"Ah dun really think Ah wanna hate anyone, it'd make it hella awkward seein' 'em here everyday on account no one leaves this island unless we die." A fair point, really, and Ofelia threaded her fingers together behind her back, her arms swinging as she walked. "No Ah mean what if we survive it? That'd make us heroes yeah?" Ofelia was still following Otto because ******** personal space and him telling her to back off. She was bored, lonely, and he happened to be the first person she'd seen since her pacing and awkward talk with Jordan.
At the question about something being stopped and then started again, Ofelia raised her eyebrows up and pulled one of her hands from behind her back, placing it to her chin. "Well, history's like an endless waltz, yanno? s**t happens again no matter how hard ya try ta stop it. Ya can prevent sommin' once but whomever is behind it learns from it an' eventually tries again. S'jus' basic nature."
Ofelia stop saying profound things sometimes you are an idiot.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:12 pm
She may not want to hate anyone, but hate was innate to otto. It was his life's blood, or so he told himself. Oh no. She was following him. Otto grimaced and tried to walk quicker, making sharp turns down random hallways to make it look like he moved with purpose. "Yeah, nature. Whatever." He grumbled again. "I don't much care about bein' a hero." He just wanted to live.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:27 pm
Otto turned, sharply, and Ofelia walked into a wall. It must have come on her blind side, or that was what she was telling herself, and she rubbed her face and cursed like it was going out of style. "SDSsjfsdkfsdfsd." Man she hoped she didn't break her nose that would be mortifying. She already had a scratch on her face from that stupid monster and she didn't need a broken nose to go with. "Bein' a hero is good though okay. Girls like heroes."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:37 pm
"Feh. I don't need help gettin' chics. Besides, I didn't come here to get laid anyway." Otto replied in a haughty tone. He seemed totally oblivious to Ofelia's interaction with the wall. Her poor nose was without sympathy. "...I don't need anyone to like me." He muttered afterward, turning another corner. s**t. A dead end. He turned on his heel and continued on elsewhere.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 1:44 pm
Ofelia was blocking his exit properly because well she was having fun making him mad and she felt like being somewhat confrontational. "Ah hadn't mentioned anythin' 'bout gettin' laid - jus' said they like heroes." Ofelia liked heroes but then again she always wanted to be one rather than like one. Hero worship was lame unless that worship was being directed at her. "An' yanno, Ah like ya. Then again Ah like everyone so."
Otto could take that for what it was worth and Ofelia grinned him down. "Come on, ya gotta be at least a bit excited right?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:07 pm
Crap. She had him blocked in. And Otto was not a boy who would strike at a girl. Well, unless they were sparring.. then again he'd shoved a few of them in the past. Okay, so maybe he'd shove her later if he got mad. He chose not to comment on her poor judgement of liking him. Apparently a few people did. He'd never understand why. To her question, it was met with a quick and resounding "No." Otto was not in the least bit excited.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:17 pm
"Why so serious? Most people Ah've met here are angry, Ah'm startin' ta think we all got issues galore." Ofelia was one of the people with issues apparently if she was here and still acting so calm after everything. Cult, club, whatever. This place was her home and everyone here needed to be her friend even if they didn't want to. Ofelia was going to have all the friends ever and there was nothing anyone could do to stop her.
Except maybe punch you in the face. Oooo, ask him to punch you in the face.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:40 pm
Otto gave Ofelia a flat look. What a dumb question, really. Though otto didn't consider himself a serious person, he definitely wasn't a happy one. Still, was it so surprising to be angry in a place like Deus? You were either mad or.. the other kind of mad. The crazy mad. Crazy mad as in if you lived in the real world you'd be pushing a shopping cart full of tinfoil kind of nuts. "Move." Otto ordered, not bothering to answer her. Maybe he didn't want to, or maybe he had no answer.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:51 pm
"Why? Do ya have somewhere ya really need ta go or ya jus' wan' me outta yer way?" She could take a hint, Ofelia knew he wanted to go around her, but she felt like taunting, felt like being an a**. Her loss at the hands of that damn monster had her taunting someone like an idiot. "Sommin' Ah can help ya wit' then?"
Even while being taunting she wanted to be friendly - perhaps she'd stopped Otto while he was doing something after all?
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 2:56 pm
"Just want you out of the way." Otto replied honestly. Hey, he could have lied, said he needed to piss like a race horse. But he didn't. No reason other than it seemed harsher. "No, nothin'." Otto insisted. He didn't even know this girl. She coudn't help him. Hell, he didn't need help as far as he was concerned. She'd just told him he was going to die soon. What help could he possibly need? "Just lemme alone."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 3:02 pm
"Do ya wanna spar or sommin', or maybe see if we can find out more info on what's comin'? Ah still know the password ta get inta that section, if yer curious an' wanna know more 'bout what happened. Don' hurt ta be prepared, yeah?" Ofelia stepped aside and let Otto pass because well, he looked like he could floor her with a punch. Ofelia knew how to size up people well enough to not pick a brawl too openly.
Taunting and brawls were different in her mind, of course.
"An' Ah can' leave ya alone, ya look like yer worried or wanna cry on account'a what Ah said 'bout this mission an' dyin'. No one needs ta be alone when worried."
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 3:11 pm
Password for information? Now she had his curiosity. Or at least, had it. The second she suggested maybe he wanted to go cry, his shell fortified tenfold. "I AIN'T NEEDN' TO CRY!" He yelled at her, storming past. The boy fumed indignantly, stomping toward the dorms. "Keep yer dirty stinkn' information!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 3:21 pm
"Are ya sure ya dun wanna know? What if it turns out knowin' coulda saved yer life an' ya end up dyin' cause ya rejected mah offer?" Ofelia picked at her nails with her thumb, looking at Otto with a semi-sly grin on her face. There was nothing in there that could be useful, or at least that was what she thought. Each person always took something different away from what they learned, right?
Rue was cackling in her head at Ofelia's failed attempts to make friends.
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Posted: Mon Apr 02, 2012 3:32 pm
....******** turned back and stopped in front of Ofelia, looking absolutely livid that he needed to play nice if he wanted this information. "...Please show me." He asked through gritted teeth.
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