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 Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 4:23 pm
"If that's the trouble, maybe she and her weapon oughta have a date night," Harrison said, "smooth things over. She said something to me about it too. Wonder why they're having problems?"
We don't have problems.
Care and care alike. Either make out with him or open a magazine so I have something to look at, B0nez said.
Harrison casually opened a magazine.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 4:37 pm
"No idea. All the other rough bonds I've seen have smoothed themselves out with time," Jordan said. "Huh, I wonder if her weapon's contributing to her crazy. Ferros helps keep me out of self-destructive thought loops. I bet a weapon who was actively encouraging that s**t could do a lot of damage."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 4:56 pm
"Little bit of treating him or her nice, some polish. She's got those wolverine claws," Harrison flipped through the pages. Something dawned on him. "Come to think of it, I do got a clue as to why. She was throwing that s**t. Weapons that go on your knuckles and she was treating them like ninja stars. ...Bet Ferros would get grumpy too if you started using him like a javelin."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 5:06 pm
Don't even jacking think about it, Ferros grumbled before Jordan could even start to formulate a response.
"He would. He doesn't like the thought," Jordan agreed, amused. Then he sobered. "Lack of respect both ways. I can see how that'd strain a bond pretty hard."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 5:17 pm
"Yeah, and that s**t is til death do us part." Harrison said gravely.
"I dunno. She got you all upset, I could talk to her. Give her a walkthrough." He tapped the gaming advice column.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 6:42 pm
"Death preferably after a good run rather than shortly after decanting." Jordan chewed on his lower lip thoughtfully. "Wouldn't hurt to try. She might take it from you where she wouldn't from me. Too much logic or something."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 7:02 pm
"Sure. People like me. I'm personable," Harrison said, slightly distracted by the lip chewing but turning another page, "and I don't like Suns getting hurt. Except if she starts bitching about you or Rep she can shove it up her a**."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 7:08 pm
Suddenly, there came a polite knock at the door, followed by a timid but familiar voice, "Ah... J-jordan? Are um... are you in?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 7:10 pm
Jordan blinked and caught Harrison's eyes briefly. Then he looked over toward the door. "Yeah, I'm here," he called. "It's not locked."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 7:14 pm
"I need to talk to you about Re-" Jerry hovered in the doorway, face flushing as he caught sight of Jordan's company, "Uh... Hi, Harrison. Um, am I interrupting er... anything?" He looked battered, still carrying his guitar and bag of his own and Sasha's belongings. Debris littered his shoulders, as well as a few new bloodstains, but he seemed alright, overall.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 7:21 pm
"Nope," Harrison said, easing back in his chair. "...What's the matter with you?" He eyed the bloodstains, then put the magazine down and started digging through Jordan's drawer, looking for his bandaid tin.
"Shield's not down, is it? You look like you lost a fight with a ceiling. Some of these rooms oughta be ******** condemned."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 7:23 pm
"No, it's fine," Jordan said, raising an eyebrow. "What happened? You're looking less well-put-together than usual."
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 7:26 pm
"N-no, no, I'm fine. It's er... from the bunk room, actually," He glanced over his shoulder to make sure he hadn't been followed before pulling the door shut behind him and setting his things down. Picking at his jumpsuit, he debated his options. Well... regardless of his confusion of the whole thing, he knew they both were friends of the man in question... at least.
"I'm worried about Rep." He cut to the chase.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 7:31 pm
Harrison found the tin, but froze before he could offer Jerry one, just holding it. "...What's the matter with Rep, he okay?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 7:35 pm
Jordan pushed off the desk and stood up straight, caught off guard by a spike of alarm. Then he took in Jerry's appearance, his statement that the debris was from the bunkroom, and the fact that Jerry was here looking for him rather than calling for help hauling someone to the infirmary; he put those facts together and could only come up with one conclusion. "Did you guys fight again?"
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