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 Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 6:09 pm
Lex sighed, and was thankful that the privacy of the cabinets hid any embarrassing flushes. "I'f already realised I haf' s**t for aim and s**t for a weapon. It seems like I inflict more damage on myself zan on my target. I sink it's too difficult for someone wis' no practice on weaponry. Or combat in general." Still, Gretchen warned him that returning a weapon was an impossibility. "I wasn't aware zis was a mission. I sought it was some kind of training exercise or somesing."
Lex grunted when the third pope loosed a clot of hair onto his face and immediately swatted it away. he sat up too fast afterward and struck his forehead on the wooden frame of the cabinet. Groaning, he slid out from under the sink. I ******** hate bathrooms.
He stood then, and crossed to one of the bathroom stalls where h could steal some toilet paper. He wiped his face and cast a cursory glance at the green concoction in the toilet. It smelled of mint and shame. "You could just start zose traditions at ze camp, yes? I don't know why anyone would haf' a problem wis' it. Not like zere's any internet to surf or s**t to do besides whatever duties we're hit wis'. Maybe some people would enjoy it." He doubted the traditions proved that simple to implement, but dwelling on it seemed the worse choice.
After he finished wiping his face, he tossed the paper into the toilet. "Really, my biggest complaint is not having s**t for good reading material."
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 6:25 pm
"I don't think people at Deus do Araw ng Patay the way we did back home. Dunno if they'd be into that what with all the unmarked graves." When Joy heard the distinct conk of bone striking wood, she glanced over her shoulder to check on him. Seeing him get up had her relaxing and seeing him tossing the paper into the toilet had her trying to swat at him, "Huy! The cleaning solvent's still working on those! Use a trash can or something," she chided before latching onto his complaint of lacking reading material, "Oh? You're a bookie? I think we got a library back at base camp. Dunno how good the stuff is in there. I'm not much of a reader, except maybe for a Judith McNaught book."
Who? Bert asked in a rare moment of curiosity.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 6:43 pm
"Who?" Lex echoed unknowingly.
He ignored her complaints, mostly because that was the most respectful way he could react to her statements. Impulse urged him toward antagonizing her teasingly, but the camp still proved too new to him to loosen up so quickly. "Can you show me where it is next time we're back? I haven't been up to too much exploring, but having somesing of actual taste to read might take ze edge off ze boredom."
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 6:55 pm
The smile on Joy's face was usually one of cheerful innocence. But when Lex expressed ignorance of the author's works, the smile turned mischievous. She cleared her throat, lowered her mask so that there was no risk of muffled words, "Just so's you know, it's been a while since I read her works. But I remember they usually have stuff like: hands that were huge and rough snatched her out of the air, grasping her at the waist, indifferently brushing her breasts..." and of course Joy made sure to act out the part of the "her" from the passage.
Bert immediately regretted asking and silently fumed in disgust.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 7:32 pm
Lex licked his lips beneath the mask. His gaze grew half-lidded, and he leaned against one of the bathroom stall frames. Hands found his pockets and he locked his elbows out of habit. "Ah, is zat so? Don't just stop zere; tell me what's next." If she played a game with his question, then he saw no reason against escalating matters. And if it turned serious… Well, the girls' bathroom offered privacy enough for such affairs. Malicious scoffed at the back of his mind but he paid little heed; for once, his attention landed squarely on his cleaning partner in anticipation of her next move.
"You're not actually going to put us through bad writing, are you?"
Oh, absolutely. Payback's a b***h, isn't it? Maybe next time you shouldn't let me cut myself that damn badly with that idiotic, impractical weapon.
"This has nothing to do with payback and you know it. I wasn't born yesterday, Hunter."xhuni pi omg joy is the greatest // note to self don't intersperse foreign language hw with tags
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 1:41 pm
Joy was not expecting that reaction from Lex. (Admittedly, she wasn't expecting that reaction from anyone she didn't know very, which said something about the people she knew.) And the surprised look on her face said as much. But she quickly regained her bearings and chuckled, "Can't really remember what exactly happened, but it probably involved buttocks against loins igniting desire, drumming pulse and glittering violence in his eyes, y'know. Fun stuff like that. Or it's one massive ovary-tease so the bad-guy can come in and ruin the moment."
Arms akimbo, Joy's expression turned sheepish, "Other stuff I read were pocket books like Sweet Valley and Sweet Dreams. What's your usual thing?"
Bert was still indignant at his bonded for even giving the idea of humans engaged in such acts to be remotely relieved she didn't go into detail.xStrickenized I now want a dumb scene of Joy reading out those "fun bits" and even doing voices just because.
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2017 4:28 pm
The note of surprise was a welcome winning from the situation. Shock, disgust, and curiosity from others often proved bountiful rewards for his behaviors. He hoped that she might carry through with enacting more of the bitterly awful novels, but she balked in the face of invitation. Clicking his tongue, Lex closed his eyes. "Oh, I'm sure it had somesing to do wis' a symphony played between ze meat flute and whatever euphemism she could come up wis' for a v****a." He spoke in his usual dry tones, therefore disbarring his earlier behaviors. Opportunity faded, and normalcy marched on.
He pushed himself from the frame of the bathroom stall and started towards the sinks once again. "Most people find my novel tastes boring. It's mostly literature - Kafka, Hesse, Plat'. Transgressif' fiction is interesting too. Anysing zat speaks to how awful humanity is to itself. Menschgeschlecht ist Scheiße. I would sink we make greater bogeymen to ourselfs zan ze creatures Deus ex professes to hunt." He stooped then, and rejoined his place beneath the sink.
"And sometimes I like reading ozzer sings. Like Lord of ze Rings." Was it so bad that he took his nazgul hoodie with him? He expected that most denizens of Deus ex would hardly recognize the thing, except as more goth wear.
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2017 2:31 pm
Joy let out a most unladylike snort of laughter at Lex's very likely educated guess of what usually followed those passages. "It's a lot prettier sounding than the sex stories from the local tabloids, for sure." And this time she refrained from giving examples because she was getting way too side-tracked from the task of cleaning.
So back to her knees she went as she began to spread the soapy mixture onto the tiles with the scrubbing brush. "I think I'm getting a nosebleed from the stuff you mentioned." She did not recognize any of those authors but she did sit up at the Lord of the Rings. "Isn't that the one with Orlando Bloom? I swear, my friends watched that movie just for him."
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2017 6:27 pm
"Yes, I'm told I haf' a way wis' words." While his words carried sarcasm, he smirked out of mild enjoyment. Or he was, until she mentioned the Lord of the Rings movies, and he cringed on the last clogged pipe.
"Yes, Orlando Bloom was in ze movies. He played Legolas. He didn't exactly put fors' an awe-inspiring performance for it, eizer." He wondered who she meant by friends - did she mean the hunters here, or her acquaintances back home? She still referenced the latter at times, suggesting that the associations remained; he imagined, then, that she meant the former. He doubted that Lord of the Rings contained a lot of research material for Deus ex.
The last pipe came free after a modicum of trouble and he dumped the contents into the bucket. The mixture smelled putrid, and looked the part; Lex gringed every time he caught a view of it. Quickly he reattached the pipe, and then pressed his palms down the front of his jeans. The grime of the space was starting to get to him. "Zat's everysing for ze sinks. I'f got enough hair and human juice here to make a small sculpture.
"Are you about done over zere?" Not that they needed to walk out together.
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2017 1:17 pm
"The solvents need a bit more time to deal with the bowl. So I gotta stay a bit longer. You can go do something else, though. Is fine, really." Joy assured him with a cheerful smile and a thumb's up. "If you could though, just turn on the water main for me after you leave."Strickenized We can consider this wrapped up OvOb
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2017 7:09 am
"Your choice. I usually let someone piss on zem later." Lex offered her a half-shrug before he ducked out of the bathroom. The main water spigot wasn't too far, he hoped; in reality, Joy would wait up to a half hour before the water returned.
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