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 Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:30 pm
The hallway was suddenly more crowded. Furrowing his brow, Deryk glanced at everyone around, then hastily retreated to go back to his room.
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:33 pm
Deryk fled. It was suspicious, yes. But Otto didn't peg the dude as a killer. If anything he was definitly hiding something. An accomplice, perhaps. The dude she was with reeked of Murderous psychopath. She was even giving the group wary glances. Perhaps a silent plea for help? Quote: -- 1: seems totally innocent -- 5: seems to be hiding something -- 10: probably murdered them all
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:34 pm
Lex took Molly's hand with a smile, shaking it pleasantly. "The pleasure is all mine, Molly. I'm Alexei; call me Lex if you don't mind." He said with practiced ease. He'd said it more than a thousand times probably, and would keep saying it until he died.
Which could be any day now.
Like the council.
Wow, when did he ever get nausea. Inwardly shaking his head, Lex piped up. "Hmm...haven't heard anything weird. Some techs seemed a little unnerved by it, but who wouldn't be?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:39 pm
Melvin waited for people to file out before he got a text. When he saw it was from Otto, he was very confused. The weren't exactly buddy buddy to be texting each other.Text from Melvin: Why do you want info and how did you get my number?
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Bittiface rolled 1 10-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:39 pm
MoonKitsune -- 1: seems totally innocent -- 5: seems to be hiding something -- 10: probably murdered them all Oh. Well that was sassy. And very evasive. Melvin was a shifty weirdo, and was probably also in on this somehow. Quote: It was only a goddamn question. chill out.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:40 pm
“Oh…Deryk!” Molly called out, watching the Death Hunter flee, and she pouted. She’d have to go check on him later…after she finished this business with Otto.
She beamed back at Lex. “Yes, of course, Lex! It’s a pleasure to meet you too…” The young woman’s brows furrowed as she seriously thought about the topic at hand, and she tapped her finger against her cheek. “…Honestly I haven’t heard much about it, aside from everyone whispering about what happened…” Molly clasped her hands together and rested them neatly on her lap, her shoulders sagging. “It’s dangerous to point fingers as well, without anything to go on…”
She perked up, and smiled at Otto.
“Are you trying to find out more? Are you like one of those special agents on those CSI shows, Otto?”
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:42 pm
Szczeosny's laughter at Mimsy's joke cut off pretty abruptly when he realized he was being watched. His thoughts and expressions immediately went dark. "Czy on patrzy na nas dziwnie?" Szczeosny narrowed his eyes at Otto. He nudged Mimsy and made a small gesture of his thumb toward the other hunter, unsubtle given the guy was staring right at them. Mighty suspicious. "On jest na pewno patrzy na nas dziwnie." "Are you having problem, guy?" The life trainee called over in broken, hopefully intimidating English from across the hallway. Piosenka made a sound in his head that was halfway between a sign and a grumble.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:44 pm
Rep wandered into the common room, with a not-very-discreet armful of mugs he was relocating to safer climes. He didn't really expect so many people to be milling about. It was ..upsetting to say the least. Some of the mugs were personalised.
He put them down on the nearest surface, aborting mission mug theft and tried to look as if he entirely belonged where he was. Yep. Just passing through.
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Bittiface rolled 3 10-sided dice:
8, 8, 6
Total: 22 (3-30)
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:46 pm
Lex and Molly were sure buddy buddy. And she was talking to him like he was playing house. HE'S AN ADULT DAMMIT! OH GOD, THE REDS WERE GUNNA KILL HIM! REP, WHY ARE YOU HERE, WHATS WITH THE MUGS!!!!
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:46 pm
Ofelia was just watching, observing everything, and as Rep walked by he got a wave from the teen.
Melvin, on the other hand, would have gotten the middle finger because Ofelia was still pissed at him.
Jerk.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:47 pm
A shrill squeak escaped Mimsy's mouth before she realized the nudge came from Lucky, not someone trying to stab her through the ribs. She really needed to calm down. Maybe less caffeine. What if caffeine could kill you on this island? Did everyone drink decaf? They probably did, and they just weren't telling her. It was a really cruel joke.
"Yes, I think that he is," she muttered, stare fixed on the blond stranger, eyes wide and accusatory. "Do we know you?"
No, she didn't think so...but...oh, oh no. What if he knew them?! She'd been working on a new formula, and it wouldn't be impossible to steal it from her...
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:49 pm
Rep was here, which meant that Leon had to go.
The idea to cut open the sun hunters stomach and jump rope with his entrails was just so tantalizing.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:51 pm
Text from Melvin From like ages ago. I don't know anything. Just heard it was a mess in there.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:52 pm
Jude was meandering about. Like he desired to do sometimes. He was like that weird cat that was indifferent to just about everyone and liked truly only a handful of people.
Then there was that one person he loved to torment just a little. He wasn't sure why but Otto was his favorite toy.
Thus when he wandered into the common room of the life labs he just kind of stared at Otto just to get under his skin.
Cause Jude is a brat.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 4:53 pm
Kostya was taking a break from his reading; Mimsy had let him borrow a book to improve his English. Unfortunately, it was a very thick tome of quantum physics, so it was doing just as much harm as it was doing good.
He had a question, specifically about wavefunctions, but it was slowly slipping away from him as he searched.
Either way, it would be good to get out of the room. Konstantin ambled into the common room, face completely neutral-- until he saw Mimsy and the Life hunter that he'd mentally deemed "Polish-Fellow". The Moon hunter offered a brief wave and a lifting of eyebrows.
"здравствуйте," Kostya offered to them both with a nod. "Как вы державами?"
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