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 Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 9:40 pm
The golem kept on ranting and ranting. Eventually Mot got fed up. This person was too intense, too quick to jump to conclusions, and putting words in his mouth. His teeth grit, his terra cotta eyes narrowed. "SHUT. UP." He yelled, stamping his foot down. "I told the truth when I said I wouldn't hurt you. Do you see a gun in my hand? No? Then why the Jacking Hell would you think I want to destroy you right now? When did I EVER say that?!" He shrugged his hands high up, animatedly. "All I am saying, is this situation has happened to me before. A hunter claiming to be noble, claiming to a lot of things. You may speak the truth, but there is no way for me to know that, no way for you to prove it. I am playing it careful because I fear for my life, the lives of my friends. You may be here on good will, but that doesn't mean you're wanted here. This is my home. You got your answer. Lizzy is safe. Everyone is. That's all you wanted, right?"Mot huffed. "I'm going back to my dorm now. I still think you should leave... please."
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 9:45 pm
" . . . at least answer a few more questions for me. I don't know enough about anything on my own and you're. . .probably the only one I can turn to who won't instantly shove something down my face. Hell, I stole this golem I don't know if - whatever, yeah." Ofelia's ranting had been bad, she knew it the moment she'd started and stopped, and the tanuki golem's ears wilted down in a sad attempt to show she really was feeling...awkward? Bad? Ofelia didn't know, all she really knew was that if Mot left she'd be screwed out of getting information. "Who is the leader of DETH, or at least the person I would need to talk with about it? Tell me their name, I'll be on my way."
Short and sweet.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 9:50 pm
"I can't tell you that." Mot said grimly, shoulders deflating. "For one thing, I don't know if theyre the leader for certain. Secondly.. friendly or not, you're a hunter, and your information can and will make it to someone who would use it against us."His poture was nervous. He didn't want to be here. "DETH is.. meant to keep humans safe from over-harvesting Fear. Hunters should leave it be.."
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 10:09 pm
"I'm asking so I can protect you! Why won't you understand that?!" Ofelia shook her head, the golem's head, and if she'd done it any harder the neck would have snapped off. "Mike was crazy, he was horrible! I don't want - I don't want that to happen to any of you again!" She could see Belladonna's terrified face in the corner of her mind, watching the poor girl drop to her knees as Mort was gone. . . and then only to be unable to do anything as Mort attacked. She hadn't raised her hand to him, not to him, but the others? She didn't like it. "When we...when we were forced to - no no, I don't want that. I don't want to have to hurt any of you again, I'd rather turn my blades on myself."
It was like Mot had vanished, she was mumbling to herself, and the tapping over her eye started once more though this time she didn't get herself in the eye. "I became a hunter to protect, but it's orders, always orders. . . .I just want to know so I can go back and find out about Mike. To protect everyone, on both sides." She wanted to see Belladonna now. She wanted to see her so much.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2012 6:51 am
"Protect yourself, then. I have friends that protect me, and I protect them." Mot sighed, rubbing his neck. At least he thought he did. He usually flaked when people needed him though. "And to be honest, I know nothing about Mike. I knew nothing about either of the DETH members we'd travelled with, okay?" "Look.. if you don't like taking orders then I suggest finding a new career path or something... Hunters... I don't know if you've noticed, but they don't like us."
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 5:22 am
"Ahahahaha, I'll have to show you my real body again sometime so you can understand that hunters don't like me either. I've never seen any of you kids as a threat - no real offense - but to be honest? The people on my island are terrifying." Ofelia moved her hand and placed it on her chest, her fingers idly tracing where the massive scar Rep left her would be. "Of course that's not really true - you guys give as much as you get and it's something to think about at least. Though. . . . does insanity hit you all the same too, or just general feelings? To the point where you turn on one another and end up chopping off arms, or leaving someone to bleed to death on a training field? I bet it's not scary to fight with one another here at all because when you die, you come back. Lucky."
Perhaps there was a pang of jealousy in Ofelia's voice, the male golem she was in able to properly convey the emotion. She quickly shook her head though, she had more pressing things to do than just sit here and say that Deus was full of people she was terrified of. Ofelia had grown up listening to the voices of the creatures of the night, their words and calls were sort of like a lullaby, and even now the fear she might have had about Mot was quickly fading. He was a kid, someone she scared, and while being top dog felt good at Deus here she felt like nothing but a common bully. "Where did you all meet up though? Was there a teacher or a subteacher that directed you to meet with Mike and that other person? I mean - there's got to be a teacher or someone who oversees it - it's like a club right?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 12:45 pm
"Insanity effects us almost like a disease. It kills us. Permanently, in most cases." Or it was supposed to, anyway. Somehow, Riley and Red came back from it. But he didn't say that for now. It was bad enough hunters took for granted that Halloweeners could reform themselves. It didn't make the feeling of dying obsolete. It always hurt. "We only come back because circumstances allow it. It doesn't always go that way. We run the risk of disappearing forever if we aren't careful." They were students, and pumpkin patches were boundless here. "I already told you I wouldn't give you that information." Mot said with a little more warning in his tone. "Not who ran it all, not who asked us there, not where we met."
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 10:43 pm
"Please don't make me beg, or please....don't make me have to find another student to ask." The first part sounded almost like a plea, her words lingering on the edge of one, but the second half was very clearly not. The civil pleading tone was fading, replaced by that of a Hunter. "I've asked you nicely, I've told you what I want and why I want it, yet you still refuse. You're only going to be protecting yourself and those you know at this point - so it's okay for me to go and find another student to ask? Someone way more trusting perhaps?"
The golem looked down at its hand, more specifically its knuckles, and he twisted his wrist back and forth the same way Ofelia often did when spinning Rue around. It wasn't meant to be a threat simply because it was the truth - if Mot didn't tell her she'd find ways to get the information. Being civil wasn't working, telling the truth wasn't working, and she hardly doubted that a threat would work either. So she settled for a threatening-truth, one that she would enact. Of course if Mot just told her a name, any name he'd be free to go and they could get pass this. There was always the chance he could attack her too, perhaps calling over more in the process, but that wouldn't end well for either of them according to Ofelia's thoughts. It was like she said - she'd come back in another golem if she needed to. She was going to get the information she needed one way or another.
It sort of made her feel bad to have to threaten - it wasn't her way. Out of many of the people on the Island Ofelia was one of the friendliest and she liked to believe her friendliness could extend elsewhere. This didn't really seem to work here even if she got on her hands and knees and begged for what she needed. Mot was being stubborn, she was running out of patience, and the longer this took the more things could seriously go downhill. "The choice is yours." It would be wonderful if Mot tried to call her bluff by answering because that would totally make her feel better.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 2:35 pm
"What makes you think you're entitled to this information?" Mot asked with a tone that was edging on angry. "Just because you act nice doesn't mean you get what you want." The reaper, threw his hood over his head, orange hue eyes narrowing down on the short golem. "Any names I give to you will be used by hunters. Hunters who have done a lot of harm to my friends. While I won't go out of my way to hurt you, I have no intention of helping any of you, either.""Don't bother begging. You only came here to help yourself. I can't believe you came here saying you were worried about my friends. This is all you wanted in the end. The name of the person in charge of DETH... once you have that name, then what? Why do you even need to know?"So she would come back in another golem and try again? "Forget it. You know what? Maybe my wishy washy attitude about harming hunters is stupid after all."He summoned his shotgun and aimed it at the golem's head. "You dare threaten me or my friends? My fellow classmates? Sorry, but that's where I draw the line between mr Nice Boil and Executioner.""So. Its simple. Tell me exactly WHY you need this name."
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 10:48 pm
"Telling you why I need the name puts my friend in danger, puts me in danger." Ofelia wasn't surprised a weapon was drawn and pointed at her face, nor was she surprised that other students just seemed to pass them by without so much as even stopping or asking. Arguments among students much be solved at Amittyville much the same way they did at Deus - though violence - and so their lack of concern at someone being threatened was somewhat understood. Somewhat.
It still didn't feel good to have a weapon in her face even if it wasn't a giant ax or anything else that her body had gotten hit with. Stupid axes and arrows and other blunt objects. Also stupid zombie dog with teeth that totally tore her neck and throat up she needs those.
"I can't trust you with that information, you're not one of us and just having you know could put us into grace danger. I mean you could just be trying to be noble but the moment I say anything you'll use the information and get us all killed." She didn't feel like her own life was worth much, not at the moment anyway because she hadn't done anything amazing to merit that feeling, but she could and would protect Deryk. She wasn't about to say she came all this way just to see him smile or put his mind at ease. If she knew something about DETH then there was a chance - no, she didn't want to think that far ahead. DETH was like PETA but there was no knowing just how much like PETA they were. If they were the crazy type she wanted no part of that.Drifter Jet Enduro two can play that game catwoman, two can play that game
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2012 5:34 pm
"Well then we're at an impasse. So you understand why I can't give you any information too. Its the exact same thing, right? Its dangerous." Mot dismissed his gun, and turned his back. "I won't speak to anyone about what happened here, so I suggest you just leave now. I'm done with this." Mot walked away, headed back to his dorm.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 11:39 am
"For what it was worth," Ofelia cupped her hands to her golem mouth as the gun was withdrawn, as Mot turned and walked away from her. She practically shouted across the area, catching the attention of more than a few passing students. "I was glad to see you alive again. I really did want to say thank you!"
She did, sort of - but not really mostly to him. Mot had tried to help Ariane, sure, but it had been Junko and Lizzy who'd really shone like stars in that blazing inferno. "I'll come back and see you again sometime, okay? Let's play together again soon." Her words may have sounded innocent but if anyone knew who she was, what she was, there could have been a threat lurking at the bottom of it. "I got to go now, I need to find someone else to talk with and get information from. Take care okay?"
The golem paused, waiting, watching to see if Mot would turn around and actually shoot her in the head. That would be something interesting for certain.Drifter Jet Enduro shall we end it here, or a few more posts? /is good either way
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 2:34 pm
Mot didn't turn, didn't shoot. If she came back, though?
Wel.. that was a whole other can of worms.
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