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 Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 8:07 pm
Otto blinked and leaned back from slouching.
"Is.. that not good?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 8:21 pm
Sasha refined her expression, tamping down the urge to just start scooping up clothes so that they could be washed.
"It's. It's ah."
How long had his current shirt gone unwashed? What horrors lurked beneath the piles of clothes that cluttered the floor?
"It's absolutely disgusting, Otto."
Seriously, bro. She would be back when you weren't home just so she could wash your clothes, Otto.
"I'm hoping to golem into Halloween soon. Not... soon-soon, but soon. I've got something I'm kind of working on, and I'd need some help out in the field. You're one of the few people here I trust, Otto. Would you be willing to come with?"
Were his britches clean?!
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2012 8:27 pm
"Disgusting? Oh come on! It is not!" Otto retorted with a whine. "You're just exaggerating." Girls were just picky!
As for the state of his floor clothes, and even down to his britches: A mystery you'd best leave unknown Sasha. Best left unknown.
The proposition offered made Otto lift his head some. "Really?" She wanted him on a mission with her? She trusted him that much.. It actually made him feel really good, that he was wanted, needed.
"Yeah. I'll come." He replied honestly. Anything to feel like he was of use. Anything to get out of the daily grind of spars gone wrong and boring island chores.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 5:59 pm
"Really. Nothing dangerous or anything like that. I just need to make sure I gather as much research as I can before presenting things to the higher-ups. I've got a new idea for a golem - one that would be harder to detect - and it's .. I don't want news getting out just yet. I trust you, Otto. You're the first one I've talked to about this." She cleared her throat and gave him an earnest look.
"We've shared some dark times together," her voice was soft, "I trust you to keep a lid on things until I'm ready to put things in motion."
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 6:48 pm
Otto wasn't sure what to feel about being trusted with something. To know he was the only one she'd trusted enough to let him in on it. Did it feel good? Was it too much pressure? He wasn't sure. Maybe he should be flattered.
For now, he took that trust and information and sealed it tight.
"I get it. Lid is sealed tight. You got my word." Otto nodded seriously. After all, she trusted him. Less like an expectation was placed on him, and more like... he wasn't sure. Something better. Expectations made him uneasy. This felt different than that.
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 2:25 pm
A genuine smile, cool as it was, curved across her lips. "Very good." She'd known she could trust him. She'd known that their dark times spent together had been worth something, at least. If nothing else, she was secure in the knowledge that Otto was trustworthy, and Sasha wouldn't have to worry about him yapping. Sasha crossed her ankles. There was one last thing that she wanted to know before she left. "What happened out there on the field? With Rep?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 4:42 pm
"Huh? It was just a spar." Otto replied with a quirked brow. "Well, it was. I don't remember nuthin' after seein' his weapon glow." He assumed it had been a charged attack. When he woke up he was in the infirmary. Again. "Dickass move leavin' me to bleed, but not that I expected anything better from him." He shrugged. "That's all I know. Sure we smack talked but it weren't nothin' petty."Wait.. this sounded like he was almost defending Rep. "The dude's a d**k."That's better.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 9:57 am
He's a d**k? Understatement of the century.
"Yes, he is - and he's also dangerous. I'm not telling you to stay away from him, Otto. I'm certain that you're more than capable of looking after yourself? It's just important that you realize how dangerous he is."
Her mouth wrenched in an odd little smile.
"It's never just a spar with Rep. His motives are... different, I think." She shrugged and narrowed her eyes at the blond teen.
"I'll let you get back to your rest. If you need anything - anything - let me know?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 11:31 am
"I'll keep it in mind." Otto replied with a slight shrug. Rep + spars = you're gunna have a bad time. Got it.
"Hm? Yeah, sure." Rest, huh? Well, Otto was a big advocate of sleep. Naps, siestas, the works. As for letting her know if he needed something? That remained to be seen. He waved a hand as if to say 'sure sure whatever'. Otto rarely, if ever, sought help.
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