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 Posted: Wed Oct 21, 2015 9:29 pm
9:54AM Laundry Room
"Yup," he replied simply as he finally peeled his eyes away from the hamper full of stuffed toys. Rhys knew he had no business peeking into her hamper beyond his curiosity for the toys; he assumed there were other more personal items inside the basket.
"It's livelier than the laundromat near my old place." The character between the machines got another glance from him before he turned his attention back to Shu.
"So..." and he kind of let his voice taper before he continued, smirking. "You collect stuffed animals?"OOC  Name: Rhys Donovan
Journal: click
Division: Mist
Rank: Trainee
Description: Lean and fit, 6'2" and 162lbs. Detached but somewhat sociable, and is actually a bit of an a**. His thoughts, at least, are often sarcastic and none-too-pleasant, and while approachable he might not be the nicest of guys depending on his mood. Talk about sports or training to get on his good side quick, or give him pointers on how to stay alive while at Deus.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 11:20 am
[7:30 AM] - First floor bathroom "J..Just now." Noemi smiled tiredly at the other girl. "Are you okay, Shu?
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 11:17 pm
9:54AM Laundry Room Now they were all inside the washing machine she felt much more comfortable to talk, she nodded in agreement to his comment about the laundry room. It was spacious and well-equipped, before living on the island, she never wash her clothes once or simply say they won't ask the shop outside to do the washing. Talking with Melvin earned her more knowledge about washing so she won't look like an idiot. "I do, it's a childhood habit. I'm quite the girl who can't stay alone. So when I was by myself, I cuddled with my stuffed animals. I like how they're always wearing a happy smile." The petite hunter leaned her back against the tumbling washing machine. "How about you? Do you collect anything in the past?"
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 11:22 pm
[7:30 AM] - First floor bathroom The girl blinked her bright big eyes at her friend, "I'm okay," just opened her room door with bleary eyes and forgot her hair was a mess. "I should ask you the same thing. Why you look so tired?" She reached out to brush the shallow shadows below Noemi's eyes gently.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2015 11:28 pm
[7:30 AM] - First floor bathroom
"Been up all night." Most of the night. She probably got an hour of sleep or so. Creation, bombs and Zombies seem to haunt her dreams of late, so she put whatever energy she had into work.
Mel was doing all she could to make sure Noemi didn't fall apart while that happened.
"Aren't...we a pair?" She giggled and poked Shu back. "Two tired hunters huh?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2015 12:23 am
9:54AM Laundry Room
It seemed oddly fitting for the image she gave off at first glance, particularly coupled with her height. Not to say that he thought her childish, not when he knew she could wield a big-a** hammer and smash him into oblivion if she really, really wanted to. But it was...he almost wanted to say "cute."
Her question had him slightly shake his head. "No," he answered slowly, "nothin' but memories, I guess."OOC Name: Rhys Donovan
Journal: click
Division: Mist
Rank: Trainee
Description: Lean and fit, 6'2" and 162lbs. Detached but somewhat sociable, and is actually a bit of an a**. His thoughts, at least, are often sarcastic and none-too-pleasant, and while approachable he might not be the nicest of guys depending on his mood. Talk about sports or training to get on his good side quick, or give him pointers on how to stay alive while at Deus.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2015 1:01 am
[7:30 AM] - First floor bathroom She curled Noemi into a hug, "Can't sleep? You should drag a sun hunter to cuddle with." Shu paused, and added: "Or if we can find a bigger bed, we can sleep together, all three of us! We'll forever be a pair, Mimi." She stroked the soft red hair of the mist hunter.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2015 1:11 am
9:54AM Laundry Room "Nothing?" She was surprised. "No stamps, no stickers, cards, football shirts, sneakers, nothing?" It felt weird to hear people not collecting anything when they were a collector of something. "How's your life before you went to the island, Rhys?" The topic triggered a reminisce of the past memories.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2015 10:14 am
[7:30 AM] - First floor bathroom
Noemi's face flushed at cuddling with a sun hunter. In rare cases....she did. Very rare cases.
"I'm almost a hunter...." The girl hesitated, "I want to ask you...and...and Milo. Maybe get a house? or...cause that's dangerous...maybe get bigger dorm room? We can share?"
She just wanted to take her friends from the basement.
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2015 11:08 am
[7:30 AM] - First floor bathroom "I. see. you. blushing." Shu drawled and teased her adorable friend, opened her arms like a spring and hugged the huntress again. Shortly, she leaned backward in surprise, because of what Noemi had said. "You.....can't be serious right? .......You're inviting me to live......together?" Her shaky tone apparently sold out how keyed up and overwhelmed she was. For a moment, she didn't know how to react.
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2015 10:56 am
[7:30 AM] - First floor bathroom
"I...I am always blushing." Noemi replied, her face turning even redder. "You should not tease me so Shu!"
though the girl's reaction was odd, Noemi nodded her head.
"If you wan...want too. I want too.."
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2015 10:42 pm
[7:30 AM] - First floor bathroom "I'll always tease you out of love, Mimi" announced Shu with a quick smile. Then it died out. "Of course I want too!" but........ The honey eyes averted from the Mist hunter. ' You're a monster, you'll kill all those you love, that's your fate.' She was an uncalm ocean, seized by amassed emotions. That was what she longed for, and what she most afraid of.
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