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 Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 11:58 pm
Jerry laughed, Roar desummoning in a burst of light and a frustrated growl that he hadn't dispersed their fear charge. "Well, I mean... he IS a bazooka, ahahaha. Not an indoor toy. But it keeps me useful, right? Was a good fight!" He shook her hand. "But I did not appreciate the leg-blow."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:04 am
"You're going to be a hunter Jerry." she offered as she shook his hand, "You gotta expect by now that not everyone plays perfectly fair..."
The talk of fair... seemed a bit misplaced right now as she was the one in pain. Muscles screaming, skin raw, ears still ringing.
And heart still broken...
She attempted to sweep the filth from her clothing with a hand before forcing a small pitiful smile, "What were you doing out here anyway?"
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:07 am
"Just.... getting some fresh air and... and quiet." And as close to privacy as they could get these days. It wasn't going well. "You er... doing alright?"
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:09 am
"As alright as I'm capable." she looked thoughtful, "I should be up for a promotion soon... you?"
She raised a brow, "You doing alright?"
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:19 am
"K-keeping sane and alive?" He laughed again, a bit weaker this time. "As for promotion... I'm not sure. I feel like I've been a trainee forever. I guess it has been almost a year, come to think of it. Life's... definitely... different. I think I'm different. I don't know."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:22 am
"I've only been here a few months." she offered softly, "and I'm definitely different."
"I'm not the woman I once was. Not even close. But yes, sane and alive - both very good things to have."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:24 am
"Mmm," Jerry murmured. It had taken him at least a few months before he had gotten his first disfiguring scars. Let alone the mental leaps and twists he had suffered through.
Was he ready to be a full fledged hunter?
Would he live through it, was a much more urgent thought.
"I'm not sure if I'm ready just yet... it... it gets serious, when you no longer have... you know. The "i'm a trainee" Excuse."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:27 am
"Yeah, it's taken me a while to even REALIZE there was a trainee excuse. I kinda wanna keep it now that I have it~" her tone playful but weak.
"So... and plans to get the gang together?"
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:28 am
He shook his head, trying to crawl out of his thoughts as he blinked at her, "The gang?"
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:29 am
"Like... for fixing the school and like... band and s**t."
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:54 am
"Oh- OH!" Honestly, his priorities had slipped again, and he gave an expression that read as though, for once, he agreed with Roar and believed he was an idiot.
"Er... n-not yet. We really aught to ah... work on getting the dorms cleared with the rest. But we definitely should! Soon, I mean!"
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 7:39 am
"Oh?" she gave Jerry a curious look, "Let's get together to clear the dorms then?"
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 11:20 am
"Ah, sure! Yeah! Let me just talk to Sasha and... and gather some people. Sounds like a plan," He brushed himself off, feeling pretty okay. It felt good to spar again, honestly. He needed to practice more, get used to the problem of his knee.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 11:41 am
Rin smirked, she was roughed up but alive and that's really all that mattered, "After though, I'd like a rematch."
She grinned, "It was fun."
Was she serious? He could have killed her... but.. well. Who knows what's going on inside her head other than herself and Byr.
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 12:15 pm
"If you don't mind getting blown up again, ahahahaha. I might be ah... crippled but that doesn't mean I'm not a good Sun," He grinned, scooping up his guitar. "Want to um. Go get some lunch?"
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