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Rejam rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 1:52 am
In a moment of startling candor, he answered: "I'm not trying to ******** her or make her blush, and I'm also not trying to piss her off or make her think I'm not ******** terrified of her, since I neither hate her nor think she's particularly scary, so no. I did not get a ******** attitude."
It was, probably, more than he'd meant to say. It was definitely more than he would wish he'd said, later.
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lizbot rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 2:00 am
Eyebrows raised, America stared at him fo several long moments, and if Taym happened to look her way during that time, he'd recognize it as her list-making face. "Well," she drawled with a grin, "when you transfer I'll make you a cake. Or maybe not, desserts still off limits? If so hmmm, I'll make you a something." As far as celebratory rewards went, this was likely ominous.
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Rejam rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 2:03 am
He physically flinched, and if he'd been all abrupt honesty seconds before the wall was back and as high as ever, but likely full of just as many cracks.
"It's still tentative," he snapped, subdued.
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lizbot rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 2:16 am
"Oh, so which one is it right now?" America grinned all harder at the show of attitude and then let it ease just a bit as she proceeded to tap her scanner gently upon a rock. Or with something approaching gentle while lacking certain important aspects of that state; namely: gentleness. "So you got a specialization in mind when you get promoted next, then? Shouldn't be long, after all."
((17/20 rolls))
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Rejam rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 2:18 am
Agitation was temporarily swallowed up in relief that she'd chosen to react to the flinch with amplified sass instead of sudden concern and "Jesus Wept" affirmations that he was touchier than a teenage girl. The relief doubled at the idea that maybe she hadn't noticed at all, or that if she had maybe she'd pinned it down to the wrong part of her chatter.
"It's still tentative," he repeated stubbornly. "Too far out to plan for, anyway."
((18/20))
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lizbot rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2014 2:28 am
"Plan anyway," America said, as if it was simple as that. "It'll get you ahead when you make it. Plus, Edith likes that sort of thing you know." The girl winked, "Even if you don't wanna cozy up to her, best to make a good impression, hm?"
She pause and her smile grew smaller but notably softer, "I'm glad you're finally taking the steps to it." She dropped the scanner on the ground and then stomped on it without looking away, only to have the thing go off.
Perking up brightly, America picked up the hilt of a broken dagger and popped it into her bag. "And that's three!"
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