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 Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2014 10:53 pm
"Lucky you." He mused, a brief half smile forming on his lips at her unfortunate laugh. It was almost refreshing to hear such a harsh, boisterous sound; the norm around here was cruel and secretive, after all. "If you need help after that, let me know." He might not be the most knowledgeable, or the most battle-ready, but he could at least try.
So, Nancy was male - that dispelled something in his mind, though he still drew a blank as to who that could be. In good time, he'd put two and two together. Until then... Well, he had advice to give.
"I was told this my first day." The pale man explained, turning in his seat to face her a little more directly for better eye contact, which he had no qualms of attempting to hold. "Don't die." He parroted Otto's oh-so-helpful advice with a straight face, before offering a small smile. "Pick your battles carefully - there are a plethora of psychopaths on this island and more in Halloween - keep your guard up, and, more importantly, don't back talk the Leads." Especially the Death one.
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 12:19 am
"I d-d-def will," she said, nodding hard enough to do a good impression of a bobblehead on a dashboard. As Ripley began to talk, Felicia resumed note taking, looking down at her paper between scribbles. This seemed important. Don't start s**t (woops, did twitter count?), don't trust, and be nice to the leads even if you don't want to. "Understood," she said, punctuating the word with a exclamation point. "W-what are the luh-leads like?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 4:57 pm
"Good." He offered another small smile to her rather enthusiastic agreement, before the subject of advice came up and overwhelmed the conversation.
"They're...varying." Ripley replied lamely, though his gaze finally drifted from her to perform a slow, nonchalant look around the room on the off-chance that a Lead was actually there. They always did tend to pop up where they were least wanted, and most likely to be violent. "Would you like to go for a walk, Miss Shepherd?"
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 5:42 pm
"S-s-sure," she said, gathering her things up and shoving them into a messenger back covered in pins and patches of all sorts. "Under the c-c-cuh-condition you just c-call me Felicia. Or Leesha, if you w-want something shorter." Felicia did a mock bow, but not unkindly. "After y-you!"
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Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2014 7:43 pm
"Felicia." Ripley corrected himself, using her full name simply because he preferred the same treatment. As she gathered her things he stood, and when she finished, he was just about to say Ladies First, however, she beat him to it. With her offer in the air, he turned and headed out, expecting her to follow him.
He lead her outside, away from prying ears.
"The leads are dangerous." He answered now, belatedly. "One is unhinged, one lives in a fantasy world in his head, one is a traitor, one sounds like he'd rather perform experiments on us, and the others I haven't heard much about." He waved a gloved hand in the air, before sliding them into his coat pockets. "Just...be careful, is all I'm saying."
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2014 5:37 pm
It clicked once he started talking. "Oh hhhh. T-t-there's c-cameras, right." "T-th-they sound like a, cuh-cuh-caricature." Felicia nodded her head once, grateful for the context. "I w-will be. W-which one is the head of Luh-life on that list?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 6:32 am
"Doctor H." Ripley parroted from memory, tilting his head a bit as he grabbed the (admittedly second hand) knowledge from the depths of his memory. "Is the experimental one." A shoulder lifted in a half-hearted shrug, his gaze drifting out towards the distant water. "Just...play nice. It'd be a shame to lose someone like you." Due to stupidity, anyway. Momentary lapses in judgement could lead to a lifetime of disability in any world, but in theirs? It was even more dangerous. He had taken to imagining being a Hunter was like tightrope walking over a canyon of hungry carnivores, and those on either end, the ones safely on land, were known to wiggle the rope.
"So." He mused, deciding to move away from the (admittedly unwise) topic of the leads. "What did you do before..." He gestured towards the rest of the island, and the buildings behind them.
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2014 2:28 pm
"Ehehe. Natch. I knew I g-g-got the b-best division." She looked at him, making a little awww. "P-puh-promise to play nice among the masses," Felicia said. Promptly afterwards, crossed her heart with her pinky, then offered it to Ripley for a solemn swear. "S-s-software engineer. Vidya games!"
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2014 3:06 pm
Ripley looked momentarily baffled at the gesture, but it faded into a small, amused smile. It was a cute gesture for her to make, and he reached out to link his gloved pinky around hers. He held it for a moment, a solid two-count, before he let go and returned his hand to himself.
"Ah." A field he knew nothing about, other than Vidya meant Video, and that most people he knew, liked what she did. "Sounds exciting." That also explained the odd opening she had given him. "You should meet Abbi." He paused for a moment, before adding: "And Oliver." He debated for a moment, before tacking on a quick: "And Finn." Finn was an a**, and would continue to be an a**, but hey, at least he liked video games. "They're all big fans."
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2014 3:18 pm
"Incredibly," Felicia said, emphatic. She jotted the names down on a new sheet as fellow enthusiasts, underlining the title a few times with a small grin. "M-m-maybe. D-d-don't think meeting the lady behind the c-c-cuh-curtain is that inneresting, but I'd be glad t-to talk shop with t-them."
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Posted: Thu Oct 30, 2014 12:11 pm
"I think it's interesting." He shrugged lightly, looking away from her to focus on the water; he was pretty sure he had just seen a tentacle out there... "I'm sorry though, I'm not much of a gaming person." Which was a lie; he wasn't much of one, he actually wasn't one. Though several people had made him play over his last year or so here, which was always...interesting...
"I don't know much about them." He corrected, thinking better of leaving it the way he had.
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Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2014 9:31 pm
"T-t-that's fine, I just forget that not everyone is, M-M-Muh-Mister Cool Guy With a B-Backstory." Felicia looked out at the sea, too, curious about what might show up. "Everyone's g-g-got a hobby. What's yours instead?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2014 3:37 pm
Well, at least it wasn't Ripples.
"Rock climbing." He said, after waiting patiently for her to stammer out the question he figured was coming. "And Paintball." He added as an after thought.
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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2014 5:52 pm
Laughing, Felicia punched him right in the shoulder. "N-n-no way! You don't s-seem the type. Haven't b-been paintballing in ages." She sounded wistful. "W-we should organize a field t-trip!"
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2014 6:32 am
Her punch connected with little more than a small sway, but at least her laugh spurred a small and very brief smile, one that was practically over before it even started.
"Surprise." Ripley deadpanned while miming a small, half-hearted starburst with both gloved hands.
"That would be fun." Her idea was a novel one, and he focused his gaze on her, studying her as he thought it through. Sure Paintball was pretty much a game of war, which was something they dealt with every day, but it could still be fun, at least. Who didn't like getting covered in paint? "Maybe next month? Gives people a chance to book their days off." And days off were gold around here, really.
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