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 Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 1:00 pm
"you..."
Deryk stopped right there. His mind was swimming right now. No. Something wasn't right here. This sort of thing just did not happen to him. There had to be a mistake somewhere.
"Okay. W-wait. Just... just so we're clear... um... wh-what 'blade' did you want to see?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 1:04 pm
Chel blinked, confused by the delayed reaction. "Your assassin's blade what e-"
Unlike most girl's her age, Chel was not thick. She was a tad forward at times, but she wasn't stupid. It clicked in a matter of moments. "Oh god!" She slapped a hand over her mouth, actual blush forming on her cheeks. "Oh honey, I'm not like that! You're cute and maybe with a date or two first sure, but-"
A tiny giggle escaped her. "Oh god you must think I'm a bimbo!" She shrugged a little and admitted, "Well I am blonde, so I think you got me there."
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 1:07 pm
And there it was. Deryk let out a breath as anxiety left him in a swoop. That made a lot more sense. Though, he should have know this is what it really was all along. He couldn't help but look up though when she said 'maybe a date or two' or something along those lines.
No. He just wasn't going to think about that.
"Okay. Okay. Got it. I just.. the way you were acting.. I w-wasn't sure."
Shaking his head, he went on and called Tooley once more, then popped the blade out for her to see.
"There."
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 1:10 pm
Chel gestured to the bed beside her. "I'd offer you a chair but they didn't give me one. Why don't you pop a squat and cool down for a sec."
When he popped out the blade, Chel sat up and cheered a little. "Ahhh I knew it! You really are an assassin!" She squinted a little at him. "How many people have you killed."
If there was one good thing about Chel, it was her ability to fill awkward spaces.
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 1:15 pm
At that, Deryk just sort of awkwardly made his way to sit on the bed. Though his mouth soon dropped open again a bit. That had to be a joke on her part. Right?
"I... haven't killed any humans. If that's what you're asking..."
He wasn't sure if he's even ever made a normal Halloween person dissipate. He's killed a bunch of the smaller things and insanity creatures though.
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 1:22 pm
She squinted with disbelief, but when he came to sit on the bed, she began gently rubbing his back. "Sorry if I embarrassed you earlier. Wasn't very kind of me to laugh, I'll admit."
She leaned back on her other hand, pondering what he meant. "But ... how can you be an assassin without killing people. Isn't that kind of the point? Taking down the corrupt, circle of liberation and all that?" Unless he wasn't an assassin. But that would just be sad.
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 2:32 pm
Deryk scratched his head and bit his lip for a moment.
"I...I'm a hunter. Not really an assassin. I mean. I guess I look like one but. Well... yeah. I'm just a hunter. Like you. If I tried to take down the corrupt within our ranks..I'd be killed. Or worse."
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 2:41 pm
"But you have the dagger ... and the lip and the finger and-" She squinted. "Are you just a really hardcore fan or something?"
To cut off your finger for something you liked seemed a little much to Chel, but hey. To each their own.
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 2:42 pm
"...I am a fan but uh... the lip and finger.. that's a coincidence. Those happened in a fight about a year ago.." he said while shifting in place. Deryk let out a breath, "And well..Tooley picked me."
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 5:59 pm
Chel let out a massive groan in Deryk's direction, flopping back down on her bed. "Awww you're kidding me. You're not getting laid and I'm not getting an assassin friend."
What a night of disappointments. "What happened in the fight?" She blinked, then another thing clicked. "Oh gosh sorry. If you don't wanna talk about it's cool."
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Posted: Thu Aug 08, 2013 6:04 pm
Deryk cringed at that. Did she have to put it that way?
"Er... well. Got into a fight with a plague doctor. Got trapped and he..she.. I'm not sure which but uh.. they grabbed my hand and sliced up. Cut my finger clean off and er... slashed face at the same time. So uh... yeah. That happened.."
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Posted: Thu Sep 19, 2013 5:14 pm
"Holy s**t dude. That sounds harsh. You're like a ********' Rambo all your own then." She nodded approvingly, not seeing the blaring disadvantages of having your finger cut off.
An awkward moment or two passed and Chel said. "Sooo. The night's probably not going to end how you wanted it to, but I don't want to be a d**k about it. Do you wanna go get some food or something? Like I said, I still wanna be friends. Might as well know everyone I can, right?" She flashed him a grin. "Pretty please, Assassino Deryk?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 20, 2013 10:23 am
Deryk gave a sort of nervous smile at that. He then looked down towards his feet a little awkwardly as a bit of silence fell between the two of them. He only glanced up when she spoke again. "Oh. Food would be cool, yes. Could use some coffee..really.." he said while scratching his head.
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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 10:58 pm
Chel nodded, happy to see that Deryk was at least a good sport about the whole thing. She moved a few steps forward, clapping Deryk on the back and then moved towards the food hall.
"So uh. What do they serve here champ?" she asked smoothly. "Kind of a newbie here so I ain't got a clue what they're puttin' on my plate yet."
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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 11:06 pm
"Uh... Kinda... general cafeteria food. Not really all that great. Better than MRI's but uh.. thankfully we aren't stuck on those. Not now at least. Nope. Not sure what they have there today. Gonna have to see about that," Deryk replied while thinking it over. He had gotten used to the food, but there were times where he wished they had some better stuff available in general.
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