...Lost. Hurt? They were finding MINIPETS for crying out loud, not fighting shadowlings, or Halloween students, or... anything remotely dangerous. A pain in the a**, yes, but hardly something you could get maimed by.
ALMOST get maimed by. Stupid acidic spit didn't count.
"I'm not a kid, stop treating me like one." he sniffed. You know what? I don't want to hear another word from you.
He narrowed his eyes as the garden abomination ran off. So far, that thing caused more harm than help.
Rolling his eyes at Ofie, he followed after it, keeping his eyes open for any of the escapees.
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Ofelia was pleased to see Jake wasn't running his mouth on it, instead running with her as she started after her onion!pom, and the teen turned sharply as her little pet did as well. It was easy enough to follow it, thankfully the creature was excited so it was releasing wonderful onion scent as it ran, and the teen came to a dead stop at the entrance to a partially cracked door.
Oh. Oh s**t.
She knew the place without even having to read the tag outside the door, knew it from memories of things, and she waited for Jake to catch up before she said anything about it.
One of the poms, hers too, had run inside Caelius's office. There was only a small and faint hope that there was enough of a God that he wasn't inside.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 12:38 am
Wonderful his a**. The insides of his nostrils were burning. He needed to take a good long shower to get the smell off him... and his clothes. Ugh.
He saw Ofie stop, but didn't understand why, so he pushed past her, one hand already on the door.
That damn thing went in- Chester hissed.
Jake dropped his hand and looked at the door. ... so it was.
If Caelius was inside, they were so, so dead.
Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 12:43 am
" . . .rock paper scissors ta see who goes inside first?" It wasn't a question of if they should go inside, they needed to because the FEAR pets couldn't and wouldn't survive long outside their cages, and Ofelia's pom was already aside and she could hear the commotion the two creatures were making as one probably attacked the other. "Yer in Death right, there's like a high chance if he's in there he likes ya more anyway cause yer in his division."
Ofelia wasn't too afraid of him, she'd just seem him do some seriously horrible stuff to people, so it wasn't much of a good choice to go in first. She was from a different division altogether so. . . .yeah, this was a bad idea. "Or we can always hope mah pet flushes the other one out."
A loud squeak of pain followed that statement. "Crap."
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 1:00 am
"I hate to burst your bubble, but I doubt he likes ANYONE." Jake may of respected the man, but that didn't mean he'd get respect in return. Heck, the leader probably didn't even know who he was, and he had no intentions of letting Ofelia have things her way.
There was a squeak, and crash, and one of the minis darted out. Without thinking twice, Jake reached down and grabbed it by the collar.
"One down. Two more to go." He could care less if weedface was still stuck inside. Cael could have himself a target beanbag.
It seemed he was going to have more problems on his hands, as the mini hissed at him and flared up, scorching his fingers. Jake cursed and dropped the mini as it scurried off in a different path.
This truly was the worst day ever.
Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 1:12 am
"We're not leavin' mah pet behind, so screw that one there. We're goin inta his office." Ofelia grabbed Jake's wrist with one hand and pushed the door open with another. Her want of getting her minipet back sort of outweighed the whole 'oh s**t! Caelius!' factor for the moment and she peered inside. Thankfully it looked like the man in question was gone, maybe he just stepped out, and the teen dragged behind her unwilling companion into the room. If at any time she was going to be caught in here she wanted to be able to tell the truth and say she wasn't alone.
The bus might not hurt as badly if two people were being thrown under it.
She let go of him and started to look around, wondering where her pet could have been, when something brushed against her leg. It caused her to shriek, which in turn caused her poor onion!pom to panic, and the creature jumped up onto Caelius's desk and start running around drastically. Pens, papers, and everything else started flying everywhere as what looked to be a gray pom joined in, probably that "arctic one" or whatever, and before the teen could catch either one a crash occurred.
" . . . . . oh s**t." Ofelia looked at the desk lamp on the floor, in pieces.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 10:05 pm
For a split second, there was a look of terror on his face as Ofie dragged him in. Or maybe it was just Chester protesting very loudly and he was making a face in protest to it.
Regardless, he did NOT want to barge in like this, ESPECIALLY if his division leader was in there. If there was anything he learned during their mission way back then, it was that he shouldn't get on his leader's bad side. Really. Great man. Respected him, but heck, do NOT want to piss him off.
For once, he agreed.
But despite his protests and attempt to pull away, the redhead was a lot stronger than him, and he ended up closing his eyes when dragged in. Moments passed, and nothing happened, so he opened his eyes... to see the office in complete chaos. Oh... hell.
Apparently there was another minipet here in addition to onionbreath, and he only stared as the lamp on the table crashed to the floor. First he let the minipets escaped, and now they completely decimated his leader's office (he never knew about the fact that it had already been decimated in the first place). It was a probably a good thing Caelius wasn't in right now, because surely, he would murder the both of them.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 10:43 pm
Unfortunately good things never happened to Hunters because they lived in a perpetual state of suffering as per Universal Hunter Law Number 34.
"Is there something," A Very Pissed Off Voice coming from the door started, "That is so goddamn important in my office."
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 10:49 pm
Ofelia stiffened and slowly turned at the voice. Her stomach dropped to her feet, she broke out in a sweat, and the teen was at a loss for words.
Oh god.
Her onion!pom roared from the desk and she reached to grab it, only to have it jump onto a shelf.
Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 10:55 pm
He was about to reach out and grab the arctic pom when a very familiar and terrifying voice made him freeze.
Oh s**t oh s**t oh s**t oh s**t-
The behemoth pom only glared at Jake and hissed, making him pull his hand back.
I didn't WANT to.
Jake only swallowed as he slowly turned, looking at Caelius. They were so, so dead.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 11:47 pm
Considering that the two trainees were acting like ******** idiots - what else was new - the Death lead walked past them, now entirely disinterested in even their mere presence, pausing only a bit at the broken lamp before seating himself back on his throne of great power, opening the first of several folders.
This also conveniently put him between the two trainees and their fluffy doomed onion minipet. Caelius didn't bother looking back up as he skimmed the first few mission reports in relative silence.
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 11:54 pm
" . . . . . Sir, Ah'm...." Talking was probably a bad idea, a most worse idea, but the teen had to do it anyway. Or rather she didn't, she'd just take whatever happened, and without explaining anything else she reached over and grabbed the arctic pom off the desk. It got thrown to Jake, who was quickly motioned with her hand to run as fast as you can out before her attention was turned to her onion pet.
Caelius was between them, she couldn't get to it without crossing him, but she wasn't going to leave her pet behind. It wasn't her fault this happened, it was actually all Jake's and so she could easily pin it on him and not feel bad but she wasn't going to abandon the creature who'd so willingly tried to help hunt down its fellows.
She could have whistled, could have like...motioned for it to do something, but rather the sun intermediate trainee sucked it up, said her final goodbyes to this life, and reached in front of Caelius to grab its little feet.
The creature may or may not have drug papers with it as she pulled it into her arms where it decided the sudden hands on experiance was something worth getting all onion scented over. The papers it had drug around were crumpled and fell to the floor alongside the broken lamp.
This...this was not good.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 12:09 am
Jake barely caught the hissing furball, and managed to pry it off him before it mauled his face, and was now holding it by the collar as it thrashed angrily.
He felt a chill in his hand, but was determined not to let go because HELL, they were already so ******* screwed.
He shot Ofelia a look that seemed to say "The hell are you planning" until he noticed the onion!pom perched on the shelf. ...LADY. WAS THIS REALLY A GOOD TIM-
Apparently, he had not taken her hint, and only watched silently as the minipet managed to tear some papers off the desk, and secreted its disgusting smell all over them.
Part of him hoped Caelius would mutilate the thing beyond recognition. He really hated that thing.
Clearly, his priorities were entirely out of order, and his current mission of hunting down the minis was temporarily forgotten as he seemed to eye the onion!pom, pondering its fate, completely oblivious to his own.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:38 pm
Unbeknownst to the two, Caelius baiting, as was the common name for it these days, was actually a hazing requirement for those looking to gain access to the underground beer cellars. Beer that had been thriving rich underground for almost a decade, plump and untouched because no survivors lived to tell the tale from the hazing. Which also brings up the point of how anyone could know if no survivors lived to tell the tale, which actually brings up the second point of how exactly people entered the office on a daily basis while still living to tell the tale and still not discovering these fabled underground beer cellars in which the answer is because shut up.
"Ofelia Tanner. Jake Cross." While the Death Lead hadn't actually looked up, there was a notable tone of irritation in his voice that had not gone away: or maybe he just perpetually sounded like this. "If both are you are going to go out of your goddamned way to act like ******** idiots, you might as well go out of your goddamned way to justify your ******** actions. As an intermediate trainee, while I do understand your division has a very low survivability rate, you should at least be responsible for your so-called peers and trainees ranked underneath you." And then he directed his attention at the two: though his glaring usually did not lead to hugs and puppies. "So who is at fault here, the irresponsible incompetent intermediate trainee, or the irresponsible, incompetent trainee following the wrong set of orders."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:50 pm
"Ah'm at fault." Ofelia's voice didn't falter though she did keep a grip on her onion!pom. "Jake was actually tryin' ta get away, Ah drug him along so yeah." It was sort of true, she had pulled him into Cael's office without even thinking twice, but she stayed strong and wasn't going to let anything happen to the death trainee. It was like the Death Lead had said - she was ranked higher and therefore needed to wear the responsibility.
That also meant all the punishment, but whatever. If he attacked her, whatever. If he made her do chores, whatever. So long as she got the brunt of it and Jake got relatively nothing she was totally cool over it. "Ah take full responsibility, seein' as this kid's new an' totally foolish 'nough ta follow mah commands."
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