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 Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 5:08 pm
Chris laughed softly and shook his head. "It's not all that interesting, bro," he shrugged. "My parents were lame as ******** growing up. Didn't ******** care, really. My cousin's parents were the same. We glued ourselves together to stick it out, but I wasn't ******** goin' anywhere, you know?"
He scrunched up his nose. "I found a recruiter and joined the army, because I ain't smart enough to do anything else, really. Chel was pissed, but I figured if I could build something and make money I could come back and we'd get out. But Deus found me, because the shadows were ******** me up. They recruited me here. Come to find out Chel was here too and she was still pissed." He continued to pick at the counter as he talked, looking down at the small mess they'd made rather than looking Lex in the eye. He didn't care who knew how he got here, it wasn't a tragic secret, but it was still awkward to talk about.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 5:24 pm
The batter was done mixing, and Lex quickly filled up a muffin tin with the dark brown goop, listening to Chris as he told his five second piece. Lex's ears perked when the other man had mentioned Chel, about to ask if it was the same Chel on the island, but he quickly answered the question.
The cupcakes in the oven, Lex looked back to Chris with a simple nod. "There seems to be quite a bit of related Hunters. I suppose it makes sense, genetics and all." Luckily, Lex had no siblings or cousins he was close to. "So you and Chel grew up together? I'm sure that was a fun childhood."
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 7:37 am
"I only know of me and Chel, but I haven't really cared to ask around." He leaned across the counter on his elbows, getting comfortable. He was probably going to get s**t on his shirt but he didn't care.
"Yeah," he agreed, nodding. "We made it better for each other, I think. If we didn't have our folks at least we had each other. I ******** it up though." His lips twisted into a humorless smile. "But whatever. Who gives a s**t about me, dude?" He slapped the counter lightly, changing the subject. "You're a higher rank right? What kind of s**t do you do around here?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 8:14 am
Lex's face gave a light tic at Chris' indifference towards himself. Or perhaps it was just defensiveness? No, the man was too open. He honestly just didn't seem to think himself that important. He made a mental note of that before passing Chris a rag, pointing at the flour and cocoa dust as he did the same on his side with milk and egg goop.
"Yeah, only an intermediate Hunter, though." He sighed. "I mostly work in the infirmary, though Miss Raine has me translating Nordic and other old Euorpean texts for the phone compendium. I also do a bit of solo research in regards to psychology and how it can better the Island's atmosphere."
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 8:27 am
Chris dutifully began to clean, as he'd helped make the mess.
"Damn. That's a lot of work. You can translate languages? I took like two years of Spanish in high school and all I remember are the words I thought were funny." He thought about that quietly for a moment. Not the languages, but the amount of work this guy was clearly putting into Deus. Being a hunter was living and breathing the work.
Gross.
He waited around long enough for the cupcakes to be done, took his fair share, and left with a jaunty wave. He'd really only been in it for the desserts, after all. The new bro was just a pleasant side achievement.
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 8:30 am
"Weapons, man. Weapons help you do a lot of things here."
They finished up, and Lex smiled at the new friend he'd somehow made while making cupcakes. He'd probably see him soon, hopefully not in an infirmary cot. That would suck.
Dumping his portion of the cupcakes into a basket lined with some linen napkins, he set off to Otto's room and left them at his doorstep with a quick knock before setting out to do more work.
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