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 Posted: Sun Jan 19, 2014 9:28 pm
"I... I don't know whatcher talkin' about!" Enzo babbled, eyes wide as he felt himself hauled upright by the older ghoul.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 10:36 am
"Of course not." Amrita sighed. "Don't. run." She warned sternly, waiting a few moments before carefully, slowly, letting go of his shirt.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 11:54 am
Enzo debated his options.
Ultimately, he stayed, but did snatch up his hat to slap it on his head indignantly. "You got the wrong guy!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 11:58 am
"Wrong guy?" Amrita repeated before moving carefully to the side to pick up her fallen hand, eyeing the stitches with a frown. Christof was going to kill her at this rate, she was sure of it. "For what?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 12:37 pm
"For... for whatever you was chasing!" Enzo sputtered out quickly like a real suave guy.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 12:41 pm
"You're the one who ran, I just wanted to know where the fire was." Her gaze slid from her detached hand and back to the boil, every word just condemning him as guilty.
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Bilious rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 12:52 pm
His eyes darted down to the towel and back up again with a grin, "Well I know where one fire's at, hotlips-"
The commotion had drawn the attention of someone else, lurking in the shadows as he limped his way along the bleachers. The sight of the two, the severed hand and especially the towel raised alarms and the hunchback was lurching towards them with a furious growl.
Before Enzo even knew what was happening, a massive hand was swinging to grab him and wrench him from Amrita's grip.
Damage: 3
Enzo HP: 20
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 1:04 pm
Amrita didn't even get the chance to punch him for his insolence.
She'd been so ready, too! It took her a moment to process the comment for the crude gesture that it was, and a moment after that to realize why he had even done so. Her removed hand had been dropped as her arm pulled back, but before she could swing there was a massively mismatched body in her way, causing her to stop in her tracks.
Oh s**t...it was Christof. Think of the Devil and he appears, huh?
"Err---Hi?" She added innocently, Enzo's skeezy comments forgotten in light of the Igor's appearance and her stump of a wrist.
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Bilious rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 1:20 pm
Christof lacked the ability to demand 'What' or 'why' or 'how had this happened', but all of those questions were written all over his face in a contorted expression of rage and indignity.
"Oh, horsefeathers-" Was all the little reaper could manage before he was suddenly flung away against the bleachers with a clang that sent his head reeling.
That done, the hunchback turned back to Amrita, eyes wild and frantic.
Damage: 9
Enzo HP: 11
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 2:17 pm
In one brutal toss of the first year creep, her mission had gone from make him admit to peeping to calm the bull, so to speak. She flinched as Enzo hit the bleachers, finding it strange to be feeling sorry for him. The Igor's attention was on her in a snap, and the ghoul startled a little bit.
"It's okay, Chris, I promise." She held out her hands - rather, a hand and a stump - and waved them slowly in a gesture that matched her words. "Calm down, everything's okay. He's harmless."
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 2:19 pm
With a muffled snarl, eyes wide and full of rage still, he pointed at her stump as though that was a case in point that everything was NOT alright.
While the ghoul was settling the loud nasty older lump of a boil, Enzo bleerily tried to gather himself up, ready to sneak off while she was distracted... but where had his hat gone? Oh, horsefeathers it was right under the brute's boot-
Alright, cut your losses, time to scram-
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Enoh Love rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-24)
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 2:22 pm
"Oh. That." Busted! "That's because-" Amrita sighed, about to explain when she noticed something - Enzo was not where he had been before.
Then, as if it would explain everything, she scooped up her missing hand and chucked it at the boil again, still aiming for his retreating head. "He keeps running." She sighed heavily.
Damage: 4
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 3:12 pm
Enzo tumbled once again at the good shot, his head reeling now as he mumbled in a bleary voice, "Cinque minuti in più, mamma. La scuola è per i cucchi ..."
Christof gave him a glare before looking back to Rita, "Should-dispose?" He cracked his knuckles after signing.
Enzo HP: 7
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 3:17 pm
"No, thank you." Amrita waved her hand at Christof and turned, heading towards the fallen Enzo. She slid onto her knees beside his prone body, sitting comfortably at his side. The ghoul leaned over to grab her fallen hand, and then poked him with it.
"Hey. You still alive?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 3:20 pm
Enzo blinked one eye and then the other as he regained his whits. When he spat, a tooth went with it.
His expression turned darker. "Damn, pidge, you patchies built like sledgehammers. How much you rent the Igor for?"
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