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 Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 3:42 pm
Was that... concern?
Here, this girl was bed-ridden and completely messed up, and she was afraid he started going sentimental on her?
He was starting to think the injuries were messing with her head. Or it could be lingering insanity.
Priorities, lady. You have none.
He laughed at her.
"I think you have some more important things to worry about than that."
Like how in the world she was going to make it out of this place in one piece. He might not be helping her, but he wouldn't stop her either. Heck, if those moon hunters found out, they'd probably BOTH be reprimanded, but he could care less.
At her request, he stepped aside, and gestured with an arm towards the door.
"Please. By all means."
He folded his arms over his chest and smirked. He'd LOVED to see how this turned out.
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 3:49 pm
"Like what?" Now it was Ofelia's turn to raise an eyebrow at this person as he told her that she had more pressing things, or more important or whatever, to worry about. She looked at him and moved her hair behind her ear, her empty eye socket now in full show. Apparently they took her eye patch off and put it somewhere, leaving her to be without it in the infirmary, but at the very least she didn't have to worry about people trying to stick things in there as a joke while she was here. "By all. . .means, tell me what. . .Ah should find ta be. . . important."
The-red head wasn't trying to be condescending, and she kept her tone even despite the clear look of disdain that rode her features. Everyone always told her she had a death wish, or something else along those lines, and Ofelia was usually able to ignore them for the most part. Maybe it was because she was just annoyed that she snapped, demanding from a complete stranger the answers to questions she herself didn't know.
Shaking her head at that she took a few uneasy steps towards the door, her pace slow but still forward going. Ofelia was glad her pain amused him, let someone still find her to be of worth. Several people had come to see her in the hospital, not all of them friendly enough, and although this guy was an a*****e he still was at least talking to her. Being treated horribly was better than being ignored.
Rue had taught her that, and the lesson stung.[A.V.] Would you like to get runic weapon certified? We can't do any of them that involve weapons, like sun or mist, but the rest could be fun!
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 4:03 pm
... Was she really asking that?
Wow, she really was pretty messed up.
He shrugged.
"Oh, I don't know. Probably about how you won't fall and end up smashing your head open on the floor."
Part of him kind of wanted to see that. It would be HILARIOUS. Not to mention it'd make him feel better about how she had constantly grated on his nerves before. Or maybe he just liked seeing people suffer. Who knew.
He flinched slightly when she parted her hair, revealing the empty eye socket, and it only reminded him of the scar over his own eye. He had been... incredibly lucky. Even now, he wasn't sure how he was able to keep that eye, let alone being able to still see from it. Guess fate treated people differently.
As she continued to move forward, he only stood and watched.
Part of him admired this determination.
Life was a cruel mistress. If you fell down, no one was going to help you up. That was what he had learned growing up. If you couldn't take care of yourself, don't expect someone else to. Things like that weren't handed to you on a silver platter. Not for a kid like him.Rown Ah, yes, that'd be awesome! o u o
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 4:25 pm
"Lookie here, yer. . . .an a*****e." Ofelia spoke, blunt as always. "But yanno, s'not. . . a bad thin' . . .ta be. Here, at least." She bitterly chuckled. "The meek. . .shall inherit? ******** that. . . the a*****e shall." Her steps had actually gotten faster, were it possible, and Ofelia was at the door before she stopped and placed a hand on it. Her breathing was heavier than she let it on to be, but she glanced over her shoulder. "An' lemme. . . tell...ya. . .what Ah think. . . is important now."
She pointed at him, and then at herself. It took a moment for her to speak, like she was saving up for something, and finally she opened her mouth. A hand slid up over her eye, the missing eye, and the other one simply stared the boy down.
"Revenge. Also, a shower."[A.V] Awesome! Which one would you like to do? I've done them all before, but Ofelia would do 'em again because she could 8'D
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 6:17 pm
Her blunt remark was rewarded with a smirk.
"Why thank you for pointing that out, b***h."
It was the start of a beautiful relationship.
He hadn't noticed that she had actually gotten pretty far until she reached the door and pointed at him. Revenge? Against who, the one who took her eye? Part of him was curious about how it happened, but HELL as if he'd sit through another life story.
... A shower. He was tempted to ask how that was even possible, since once she removed those bandages she'd probably just bleed to death, but hey, girls and their showers.Rown Hmm, how 'bout Deathsweeper? Been itching to try that out after the meta. They can both blow themselves up LOL
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 6:35 pm
"Always...glad ta state the obvious, douchebag." He was all bark, entirely no bite. Without his weapon he couldn't hurt her (and she couldn't hurt him without hers, so even trade) so there was nothing for her to fear. If her body was strong enough for her to walk this far then what was stopping her from doing anything else? Yes, those small steps had been an amazing start. Eventually she'd use her shaky legs to get the hell out of there and get back into the kitchen.
If Rep had been around to hear that he probably would have smiled. Or done the Rep-equal since Ofelia was pretty sure the day he smiled was the day his face broke.
"So, douche." Well, she didn't know his name so that worked. "Ya got. . .runics clearance. . . ya can use? Ah hope...yer not believin' . . . they'll keep us from missions. . . jus' 'cause our weapons. . .are down."[A.V.] Sounds good! Do you want to start it or have me do so?
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 6:51 pm
There were a lot of things that ticked him off, but apparently name-calling wasn't really one of them. Or maybe he was used to it. Or he just didn't care right now. Yah, that was it.
He didn't care much to give her his name (he was never big on introductions), so yah, whatever, she could call him whatever she liked. Whatever.
Her question was answered with a blank stare.
Runic... wait, were they those glowy blue weapons? The ones that made that portal back in Haunted House?
He shook his head.
"Barely had time to do squat before I was tossed into that mission, so no, I haven't done anything yet for those."
So there would still be missions without the "talking" weapons?
Well, he wasn't complaining. Heck, he WANTED to go on another mission. Anything other than sitting around doing nothing.Rown I can start it, since you started the RP! :> Do we wrap this RP up then?
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 6:57 pm
"Awesome then. Come...wit' me, Ah'll at least make it so. . . yer douchey self. . .dun die wit'out much'a a fight." There were only a few things Ofelia could do in her current state and one of them? She hadn't done it since her arrival on the Island, an event she undertook with Cass, but using a golem sounded awesome.
Golems meant she didn't have to move. Even more awesome.
"It's time ta play Deathsweeper." And with that Ofelia started out of the room. Whether or not he followed her was of this guy's ow accord, but he didn't look stupid. Everyone knew they needed to survive, the question was only how.[A.V.] okay, this will be my last post! you go ahead and do one more to wrap it up (like him following her i guess?) and go ahead and start the new one <3 i think these two will become awesome friends XD
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Posted: Sat Oct 27, 2012 7:07 pm
He wanted to open his mouth and object, but she was right. Without weapons, they were all just ordinary humans. Mere "fodder" for those students and other Halloween creatures, as Chester would of put it. He grit his teeth. Damn. Did it really all come down to weapons? Were they really powerless without them?
Damn it all. He balled his hands into fists and grit his teeth. He hated feeling so useless.
Without another word, he followed her out.Rown Woo! Yes, whether he likes it or not. xDD
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