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 Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 2:42 pm
"Koala Dreamcrusher? What?"
Deryk was rather confused with this nickname. Nothing about Otto looked like a Koala. He wasn't even cuddly. He was wondering the origin of this title as well.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:03 pm
There was an urge. It was undeniable urge to troll Otto as hard and as fast as he could. Otto had crushed his dreams of coffee. Jude needed that coffee. Otto did not understand the need he had for coffee right now. It was the only reason why he kept going on some days.
Now there is no coffee. Jude had nothing to lose. Nothing to gain.
So he tilted his head to Ariane and actually beamed a happy smile, "He hugged me like a koala while he was high on cookie while I was out on patrol~. It was really cute."
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:15 pm
Hahahah. Judy. He was so using that one. Otto sm irked to himself, but that smug feeling soon began to fall as they all seemed curious about the nickname. No. No Jude. Don't you d--- 8/ Otto glared. Just glared. And then out of nowhere.  "DON'T CALL ME CUTE, JUDY!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:19 pm
Oh. That. Well, Deryk supposed that Otto could be like a koala in that case. Even so, he still wasn't too sure. Especially with the way the kid was staring at Jude right now.
"... Right. I think. I'm going to go get some snack. Yes. Good plan," he said.
Not wanting to get caught up in something, he quickly skipped out.
((exit!))
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:32 pm
Head rocked back, blood already oozed out of his nose. He just stared at Otto.
"CuteCuteCuteCuteCuteCute~!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:40 pm
That... that b*****d! Otto's fists clenched tighter as Jude continued to tease him, his sense of self preservation dwindling smaller and smaller. He'd get in trouble if the higher ups found out he was fighting, but Otto didn't give a s**t anymore. He was going to die out here anyway, right?
Otto lost that little voice in his head that said to walk away, replaced with Tenya's voice telling him she wanted to see more blood.
The small blonde launched himself at Jude intending to tackle him to the ground, throwing another punch at the taller man's face.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:48 pm
"CUUUU--UGH," Down he went in a pile of blood and sand pushing at Otto's face determinedly with a scowl, "wha'dda the mad'der tough'b'y? Ca'b dish'b ib ou'd bi'd you'b can'd take itd You'b pissed off becau'd'e you'b can'd think up a bed'der insul'd or something'd?"
Jude attempted to avoid another punch to the face since he really didn't feel like giving Otto a second free shot while a hand balled into a fist to try and punch Otto right in the gut to try and surprise him into getting off of him.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 3:54 pm
Otto didn't bac off, though he did squint as his face was pushed away from the fallen man. He kept a hand on Jude's chest to keep himself up, and reeled his fist back for another punch.
Otto didn't understand half of what Jude was saying, partly because of how he was talking and partly because Otto was too mad to listen. However, the punch to the gut did get him to back off. He grunted upon impact and rolled off of the taller man, wrapping his arms around his stomach with a groan.
It was best. Despite his anger and frustration, he knew he shouldn't be fighting his teammates.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 4:01 pm
He flopped onto the ground panting a bit blood oozing from his nose causing him to breath out of his mouth in a panting fashion. It went down his cheeks as he stared skyward. That boy had a temper but he didn't want to back down from him either. Punks often times were angry for no reason and with Otto it seemed to be no exception to that. He rocked to sit back up so that he could spurt some of the blood from his nose to the sand where it belonged and could be covered up.
"Loo' sorr'eh abou'd dat. Didn'd ha'b to haul off an' punch meh," he muttered under his breath.
The young man glanced around and found Deryk had fled and possibly Ariane as well.
neutral
"I won'b tell anyone else," he muttered lowly, "bu'd don'd think you can bully me. I had fists bigger than yours in'b my face. I ain'd scar'd o' you."
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 4:13 pm
Otto stayed still, wallowing in his misery as the atmosphere feel silent. He half listened to Jude, but only because he wasn't feeling the drive to pick himself up yet.
He glared at the sand below him, feeling his temper begin to flare again. Jude was preaching. Otto didn't want to hear it. Not a word of it. However, he didn't want to hit him anymore. "I don't gotta listen to you." Otto muttered, sitting up from the sand. "You aint the boss of me.."
The boy stood up and dusted off his clothes sluggishly.
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 4:18 pm
"I ain'd bossin' shi'd. I'm just tellin' you straigh' up. I ain'd backin' down from you ju'd cu'd yer bein' all pi'dd'y," after a moment he stood up as well and dusted himself off and pursed his lips a little bit.
"An' I'm'b still gon' loo' out f'you in badd'le in case you get in a tough spot." He said simply and then went to skulk inside the infirmary tent now.
((EXITED))
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Posted: Wed Apr 04, 2012 4:20 pm
Feh. Pissy. Whatever. Looking out for him? Fine, do what you want. None of us will live past this mission.
Otto didn't turn to watch Jude leave. He stood alone for a while. As soon as someone else was spotted, Otto turned tail and left to find himself somewhere to be alone.
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